#(I only found out bc she slipped up and talked abt him by name while I was in the room once lol)

[microsuedemouse]

figured out how to talk about having a crush on my coworker with someone who actually knows him, without getting too embarrassed/worried about gossip lol. all I had to do was admit it to the former coworker who has moved back to Germany! (she’s also one of my favourite coworkers I’ve had in this past year at the store. I miss herrrr)

as an aside it’s slightly hilarious to me that this confession came about as a result of her seeing me post about work in my ig story and responding like, ‘oh no you’re still there?? weren’t you trying to find another job??’ and I had to admit that like. yeah, I am, but I’m also a little reluctant to leave before graduating from friendly-at-work to friendly-outside-of-work with this nerd. terrible reason to stick with a crummy job, but. combined with how miserable job-hunting is in general… here I am, still

[spiderlandry]

bunny — jake sully

Description: Jake always called you bunny. You were determined to get the meaning out of him.

Pairing: Jake Sully x GN!Reader

Warnings/Tags: heavy use of ‘bunny’ as a pet name, courting and talks of mating, jake being a little shit, just fluff, angst if you squint, unedited. also tsu’tey is alive bc i said so!

Word Count: 1.9k

Author’s Note: dont like this that much tbh. been feeling kinda insecure abt my writing lately so thats not helping lol

(Dialogue in italics is spoken in English, normal text is Na’vi)

You weren’t a stranger to the language barrier that existed between you and Jake. It was more prevalent during his training period, when you had taken over after Neytiri bargained with her parents in transferring the role to you. At first, it was a burden. Teaching a dreamwalker who had no place in the clan. But you also had a soft spot for Grace, who taught you what she could about their own culture.

Eventually, it became fun. There was a point where you realized you no longer saw him as responsibility, but rather as a companion.

Now, as the clan was making great progress after the war, Jake asked many eclipses ago if he could begin courting you. You were touched by his insistence on following tradition, though it was the least he could do. Still, he learned to weave (albeit badly at first), make accessories, and most importantly, speak your language. There were even times when Norm, whom you visited occasionally when Jake did, grumbled at how much better he’d gotten—referencing back to when the marine struggled getting it through his thick skull until you came along.

But there was just one thing that perplexed you. Even though Jake adopted the Na’vi language with an open heart, there was one word he refused to shake from his daily vocabulary: bunny.

When he first said it to you, you thought it might have been a slip-up. He was just learning how to make better landings with his ikran, and when you teased that he’d never be able to keep up with you, he said, “You don’t know what you’re in for, bunny.”

With ears flat against your head at the sound of a foreign word, you brushed him off and flew away, beckoning him to chase you once more.

Then, the war happened.

You didn’t hear it out of his mouth again until he began to court you, much more recently. The second time was when he greeted you outside your kelku with a serving of fruit wrapped in a leaf, one morning. This time, he said: “Rise and shine, bunny. I got something special for you.”

“Do you take me for a fool, Jakesully?” You replied.

His eyes widened upon hearing his entire name, likely fearful that he said something wrong. After all, he was still getting used to Na’vi customs.

You snickered at his reaction, “Why do you call me that?”

“Call you what?”

“Bunny. A human word.”

He smirked, that cocky little shit. “It’s just a term of endearment. Come on, eat. I brought you food.”

You took the item from his hand and invited him in.

A few more eclipses passed—he was busy in his role, training and working with Tsu’tey to make sure everything is in order, yet he found pockets of time during the day to be next to you while you did your part.

Jake was starting to spend more and more of his downtime in your kelku. It was common for you to wake up before dawn to see Jake already waiting outside, often with food and something he made.

Gifts were already piling up in your home. Around this time, it was customary for the other party to propose an official union to whom they were courting, but it seems Jake hadn’t gotten the courage just yet. Though, you never refused a gift; the poor man was trying his best to—in his words—be worthy of you. The sentiment and his reasoning made your heart swell, but there was one problem: he would not, for the love of Eywa, let up on calling you bunny.

Whenever you questioned him, his smirk only grew. You understood that Jake took pleasure in teasing you, hell, you teased him a lot more, but you no longer wanted to give him that satisfaction.

So, you devised a plan.

-

Jake, having been used to the growing intimacy that came along with courtship like the hugs and kisses, was taken aback when he was suddenly deprived of it.

He didn’t think much of it at first. When you no longer invited him into your home because you wanted to get started on your tasks early, he commanded you for your dedication and followed your example. But it kept happening, over and over again.

Then, you didn’t grin like you usually did when he kissed you on the forehead before leaving. Though he recognized the familiar purple hue on your cheeks, he began to worry that he was too overbearing or you’d lost interest. Or both.

He and Tsu’tey were sparring as an example for the younger warriors when his opponent noticed how easy it was to defeat him that day.

“Losing your touch, Jakesully?” Tsu’tey grinned, going for a hit against Jake’s side, the other one barely dodging it in time.

“No, man.” Jake stepped it up significantly, channeling his anger into the fake fight.

They kept going, quipping back and forth until Tsu’tey was able to hold him down and say, “Tap out, Jakesully.” His knee put pressure on Jake’s chest, “If you know what’s good for you.”

“Alright.”

They continued training throughout the day, but Tsu’tey ended it early.

“What is troubling you, brother?” He pulled Jake aside away from the crowd as they left training grounds.

Talking to him couldn’t hurt, Jake thought. “You know Y/N well, right?”

“We have been friends since we were babies, so yes.”

“They’ve been…distant, lately.”

Tsu’tey laughed, a glint in his eyes. “I’m sure you’ll be fine.” (In truth, you told Tsu’tey about your plan.)

After a beat, Jake stared at him with a bewildered expression. “What, that’s it? No advice?”

“You should have known better.”

Tsu’tey walked away, leaving Jake to stand there and wallow in his misery. (Misery may be a little farfetched. But it sure felt like that.)

Arriving home with a newfound determination after taking a deep breath, he trod lightly toward your kelku. He couldn’t hear you inside, but tapped on the door anyway.

“Look, bunny.” He sighed, not caring the stares others are shooting him. His dignity did not matter if it meant he could keep you. “I’m sorry for whatever I did. Can we talk? You—you know…I haven’t said it yet but I love you. I see you. Please let me in.”

One of your neighbours, seeing Jake grovelling outside your home, interrupted him.

“They are not home, Jakesully.”

He turned. “Do you know where they are?”

“They went out into the forest.”

“What? Why?”

“We don’t know.”

-

The sterile smell of the lab invaded your nostrils, your nose scrunching up on instinct and involuntarily giving one of the scientists angry eyes as they handed you a mask. You were familiar with the place, but you’d never been here without Jake.

“Where is Norm?” You tried not to run into their tiny workspaces, hissing when your foot hit the corner of a table. When the scientist didn’t answer, you took it upon yourself to wander around.

He appeared from around a corner. “Hey, what’s up?” He looked behind you. “Where’s Jake?”

“I did not bring him.”

“Alright, well.” Norm was speechless for a moment. “What do you need?”

“I need you to translate a word.”

“Um—sure, go right ahead.”

“Bunny.”

With Norm’s perplexed look, you waited patiently. Within a moment, he said, “Well…a bunny is an animal.”

“What does it mean to call someone that?”

“It depends on the context, but it’s likely a term of endearment. Why, is Jake calling you that?”

Growing impatient, “Show me this animal.” Before he can respond, “On your little touch pad.“

“Uhm. Sure. Of course.”

When he grabbed one and showed it to you, there were no words, you only stared at him for an explanation.

“Bunnies are—were—rare on Earth. They’re considered very cute because of their fur and small size.”

“But I do not have any fur. Nor am I small.”

He strained his head to make eye contact with you. “You’re right. But I think it’s just a cute nickname—“

A loud banging cut his sentence short, followed by a distressed sounding Jake saying, “Norm!”

You stayed back and watched as Norm excused himself to greet Jake at the door, disappearing into the corner. It was close enough you could hear their conversation.

“Hey, Jake, I was just—“

“I need your help.” He sounded out of breath. You snickered.

“Well let me get—“

“No time! I need to find Y/N—“

Deciding you had enough of hearing him so concerned, you strutted into his line of sight.

Jake‘s breath stuttered at the view of you. His hair was disheveled, tail swishing in all kinds fo directions. He closed the distance, then, suddenly remembering something, stayed frozen a few inches away. He scanned your figure, and satisfied, he began to breathe normally.

“I have been looking for you everywhere. Where have you been? I flew around with Bob and you were nowhere to be seen, they said you went into the forest and you—“

You placed a hand on his cheek, caressing it gently. “I am fine, beloved. I was here the whole time.”

“Here?” His voice cracked, more out of exhaustion. “But you never come here.”

“I needed to ask Norm a question.”

Jake glanced at the man mentioned for a second, who shrugged. “What for? You could have asked me.”

“That is the problem, I did ask you.”

At his furrowed brows, you explained. “I needed to know what you meant by bunny!”

“I told you it was a term of endearment.”

“But you never explained why,” you frowned.

“Look, I was coming to tell you something. Norm, can you leave?”

Relieved at no longer having to hear your lover’s quarrel, “For sure.”

Jake’s large hand snaked up to your neck, pulling you closer. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?”

“For whatever I did. I don’t know what I did, but you can tell me and I’ll try to make it up.”

“Jake—“

“Are you losing interest? Because if that’s it—mmph!”

You covered his mouth with your hand, holding back a smile.

“I should apologize. I was just playing with you.”

“Hm?” You felt his lips purse under your palm.

“You kept teasing me with bunny, and I didn’t want to give you the satisfaction of my frustration. It was not serious, love.”

Removing your hand, he silenced you this time by slotting his lips over yours, subsequently smiling at the prospect of you not actually being mad at him.

When he pulled away, both of you were beaming.

“I have something else to tell you,” he licked his lips, your eyes gravitating toward it. “I love you. I see you. Can we—um…” He seemed to lose confidence, losing his footing in the words.

“Say it.”

“I want to mate with you. I want to be your mate. Be with you forever, please?” His eyes softened, searching yours for any sign of rejection.

Yet, he found none. He found only what he has found in you countless times, and that’s a simple emotion: happiness. At least, it was simple when it came to you. You made it that way.

“So? What do you say, bunny?”

You playfully slapped his chest. “Of course. Forever.”

—

Additional A/N: the ‘bunny’ nickname was inspired by stargirlrchive’s fic here

[mrvlbimbo]

Okay but what if one day Eddie found his own PomPom. Like he comes home from Hellfire and it’s raining and before he gets inside he just hears the saddest scratchiest meow. And then he finds the scraggliest, roughest looking stray black cat, skinny, has a bit of it’s ear missing and maybe missing patches of fur.

And Eddie, sweet big-hearted Eddie, adopter of freshmen, falls in love with this weird looking cat. So Eddie tries to coax the little guy out, and this cat is at first not having it, and Eddie gets a few new scratches. But Eddie is patient, even while it’s pouring rain, and gives the little guy slices of lunchmeat while talking in the softest voice he can manage, and eventually the cat lets him pet him and pick him up and the rest is history...

I know he’d be more likely to name the cat after one of his favorite musicians, but I can’t get “PomPom and Patches” out of my head

I was already thinking abt them having another cat so I already had an idea about that so I kinda took this in my own direction sry

Picture this, Eddie is coming home from hellfire one night and he sees this glint of eyes flashing at him from the road infront of him.

He doesn’t know what kind of animal it is but he still slams on the brakes.

His van scares the cat off of the road and into a bush. Poor thing out there in the middle of the night, it was a cold one, his jacket doing nothing to shield him from the biting wind.

He rushed out of the car and tried to collect the cat but it wouldn’t budge.

His girlfriend’s house was only a few miles away so he drove there, the time was now much later into the night.

She was asleep by the time he got there, the night guard reluctantly letting him in.

“Babe wake up. Baaaaabe!”

“Eddsie whaat?” She slurred, rolling over in bed to meet his excited eyes staring her down.

“There’s a cat,” he briefly explains, getting her attention instantly.

“Oooooo where?” She stumbles out of bed, throwing on one of his jackets over her nightgown and slipping on a pair of bunny slippers.

“About a mile away. Get in the car I’m gonna grab some lunch meat for it.”

Much to his dismay, even with the lunch meat the cat is not interested in him.

“Eddie. Baby. I’m cold.” She had left the car to seek the heat of his body, snaking her arms around him and cuddling against his back.

It was her soft voice that finally lured the cat out, bounding out of the bush and rubbing itself on her uncovered ankles.

“Hey little buddy,” she cooed, scooping the cat into her arms and cradling it against her chest.

“How do you do that?” He scoffs, slinging an arm around her shoulder and leading her back to the car.

The cat clings to her for the foreseeable future, only comfortable when she’s holding it in some way.

And then it comes to the subject of naming the cat.

That cat would have like 15 names bc they never can decide on one lmao

Eddie starts with naming the cat after one of his fav band members

But then he brings the name up to his gf and she’s like “No eddie that’s a girl cat” (she can tell by the shape of her face, girl cats have a different shape)

Also yeah random funfact abt our fav bimbo, she knows a lot abt cats

She decides she wants to name the cat Kit Kat bc she’s a cat and she’s a dark brown color like chocolate.

She’s very very skittish at first like she only lets Eddie and his gf hold her or pet her

But she’s not mean by any stretch. And she’s spoiled as hell, eating a diet of mainly salmon and cream.

When they first got her she was skinny and her fur was messy but after a few weeks she’s starting to look much better.

This is what I imagine her looking like <3

[jellifysh]

i’m a littleeee late

anyways, wanted to start this off by saying YOURE A BEAUTIFUL GENIUS

i had to do some testing today and got out right as the fic came out AND I AM IN LOVE with this. this is the perfect amount of cutesy fluff i needed in my life.

and god, can i f up our ex?!?! like i know he’s a bad guy but any guy who dismisses periods as a crack to their ego or reputation just make me want to pound their head

howeveerrrr, it made for a perfect cute scenario. i wanna say what melted my heart the most was learning about yoongis case against him. i doubt mc is gonna say a lot but they might get it outta her

the jin scenes completed me. he’s so cute and caring it’s adorable. he gives such grandma vibes with the food. the cutest food pusher ever.

and we got to see some mc and namjoon. they’re so cute. i think watching him fall in love with her again is just so adorable.

the yoongi scene was adorable. i love how comfortable they are with each other. the night tea was so cute cause you know he would do anything for her at this point.

they’re all so head over heels for her. always making sure she’s taken care of and happy. they’re literally the perfect boyfriend in my mind.

also, i found it funny how you mentioned kook and joons birthday since a while back you mentioned you forgot them cause of the time period

i’m not 100% sure if mc got a apron like jin’s and kooks but it might be cute

ALSOOOOOO OCTOBER:)) that means halloween. what if they took her to a halloween party and that’s where our stir up character enters and yk stir things up, this could also have a costume shopping trip. WHICH COULD HAVE A FASHION SHOW WITH EVERYONE

would there be like a conversation between hobi and jimin about their sexuality’s? you said in an earlier chapter that they’re the only ones who were sure they were 100% gay. or would you not be comfortable writing that? idk

what if on the trip the maknaes make a bet against everyone for you. like who could get the most hugs or something. if they were to have a talk realizing their feels they could be like “ I KNEW YOU LIKED HER EVER SINCE YOU GOT HER THAT BIG GIFT” yk?

i don’t know if you’ve said this before but would there be any parents? like mc going out to see her parents cause they came back from korea from a bit and the boys finding out. they could interrogate her like “ did you go on a date?”” no i went with my parents” and then namjoon jumps in all offended cause he loves them

welp that was a lot

favorite quote: “ you won’t be lifting a finger” i feel like it expresses jin’s whole character aura WHAT IF WE TOOK CARE OF HIM FOR A CHANCE??! sorry i’ll stop listing ideas

and i read ur abo dynamic idea and i LOVE IT. i would totally read it and then reread it it’s a great idea babe

last thing, could i be 🐈 anon?

that’s all i promise

bro i love long asks, okay, lemme break this up, I hope ur testing went well, and I'm glad the timing worked out

Your ex will be... you what I should look up legal processes... I actually don't know what kinda stuff goes into a lawsuit or court case or whatever 🥴 but he's gonna get taken care of i promise, I want it to be minor bc I want the focus on the boys rather than a bunch of boring legal stuff. The point is the extent that the boys will go for you rather than what happens to your ex. I haven't given him a name, I mean-- 😭 I could not care less abt him

Jin wuvs you, he wants you healthy and happy and warm, if this was an omegaverse au, he'd make your nests for you, and saying that Namjoon is falling back in love, implies that he ever fell out of love in the first place. I know, I said he falls back in love with you, but really, it was there the whole time. Yoongi just like spending time with you, your energy is addicting to him, and yes they are the perfect boyfriends

heehee yeah I just slipped the birthday thing in, who cares abt plot consistency? I cut out the stir character, or at least the level of importance they were going to have, but a Halloween party sounds fun. I actually forgot that Halloween existed, but if I can work it in I'll try to make it cute. And yknow I was gonna have a fashion show like, ch.8 but cut it out :P

I am going to have a part where hoseok and Jimin talk abt that, it's cute 👍 jimin is like "am I weird?" And hoseok's like "no she's just perfect"

The maknaes probably already do all those little contests. Like they'll wake i and be like, i bet i can make her say that i look cute first, and they'll be like, you're on, and then bother the mc all day. Also them calling out jimin for whisking her away on a beach trip and buying her a necklace with his initial and sharing a bed with her

The mc's parents will appear, i think I'm gonna have her come clean within the next couple chapters to them and like a reunion or whatever, they will spoil namjoon bc that's their boy, they haven't even each other in forever, they miss him, and namjoon's parents miss you too

I was going to have a chapter where you took care of jin, but then we already had the sick chapters and I felt like it'd be redundant but idk, maybe we could do it when we revisit the series, I want to have the main story complete and then the side part of them living in love and stuff

[sootygoggles]

Parent!Paranoia Sanders Sides AU!

No explanation, but I'll probably give the backstory later. For now: memes of Paranoia being an A-class parent and a chaos gremlin. (okay it started as memes but then just ended up as fleshing the AU out)

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Paranoia, worried abt his kids: I'm uhhhh gonna go to my room see ya later light sides

Paranoia, sneaking back into the subconscious to check on his now teenaged children: I'm gonna leave duke a r a t that I found and thought looked cool

Duke, waking up the next morning and yelling for 'Nesty bc "HOLY CRAP NESTY LOOK AT THIS RAT ISN'T SHE ADORABLE I WANNA HANG HER ON THE WALL": !!!!!!!!!!

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Paranoia gets a habit of sitting on the fridge because his children were wild as kids and sometimes duke comin at you with a knife warrants jumping onto counters

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Nesty, who doesnt get paid to deal with duke: I'm raiding dads liquor cabinet it's my due for putting up with this

Paranoia, physically manifesting: put the key to the liquor cabinet D O W N, Honesty

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The lights are confused as to why he disappears at random times of the day and night and he just "leave me TF alone before I leave you a goshdarn diddly P R E S E N T while youre sleeping I'm tired"

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patton: my child! my dark strange son!!

paranoia, who has children: ,,,,yea ok

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Patton ticks him off so he leaves a big halloween decor spider on his bed and nobody sleeps for weeks after that bc pattons too scared to touch it and paranoia maybeperhaps glued it onto his cover

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He's like one of those people you know might mean well but ooooooo boy theyre pushin buttons

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Paranoia, whos fav animal/insect is spiders and whose children have tarantulas and snakes on the regular: hes not even realistic!! You need to learn to get along with mr sparkles patton!! look at him. he's fluffy!

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He has googly eyes and glitter on him at all times of course hes named mr sparkles

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paranoia gets to be a little petty. as a treat

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Paranoia just carries bags of glitter around and whenever mr sparkles gets duller he takes mr sparkles to the kitchen counter and he dumps glitter on him

Logan and patton are tired of cleaning up bc paranoias just petty enough to make their counters eternally sparkly

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"why is there glitter all over the kitchen?"

paranoia, holding mr sparkles: :)

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Paranoia, after AA: I hate purple but they dont know that now do they

Paranoia is actually orange the last side is purple lol

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Chaos Gremlin dark sides and nobody is surprised bc paranoia raised them

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paranoia, going back to see his teen children after acting like a teen all day: what is up, fellow kids

honesty: i am going to lose it

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Wrath, coming to yell at them to keep it down: why are you purple I'm purple

Paranoia, cackling bc finally I can get out of this horrible color: *snaps fingers * I'M PARANOIA MOTHERTRUCKERS HAVE FUUUNNNNN I'M GONNA BE MAKING YOUR LIVES LIVING HELL FROM THIS POINT FORWARDS

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duke and nesty, pumped for halloween bc u l t i m a t e s p o o k: :D

paranoia, coming out in a traffic cone costume with a shit eating grin on his face: :D

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Paranoia, decorating for halloween bc "oh I'm sorry it's just the *sniffles * homesickness and we a l w a y s decorated for halloween" knowing full well all of his decorations are spider and witch themed bc they all like the salem witch trials

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He leaves ONE fake snake in romans cereal and the lights just. Lose it. Hes kicked back into the subconscious to be chaotic with his kids, no new side, just the hours upon hours of film hes gotten from the bugs hed placed around the unconscious and a plan for the next several movie nights

He gets back and honesty is w h e e z i n g bc he was watching through the cracks and they make a fail compilation of the light sides

It takes like two months for the lights to just go insane with him around not due to yknow paranoia but bc hes such a gremlin

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Patton asks if he was raised by wolves and he shoves mr sparkles at patton saying "take the issue of how I was raised up with my father, a-hole!!"

He doesnt actually curse he just yells "A-HOLE" so loud his kids can hear

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They dont find out he's a dad until hes summoned and hes making cookies or smt with the kids and hes in a bright orange stereotypical witch outfit,,, corset and all and an apron that says "worlds most chaotic dad" on the front

And hes talking to one of the kids like "duke you can only put dish soap in your batch nesty cant digest it like you can"

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Patton has an apron that says worlds least chaotic 'dad' courtesy of paranoia he made it himself(read: he stole pattons good apron and scribbled over it in sharpie)

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Paranoia is always close to cackling when around the lights bc theyre newbs to any chaos

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Roman and remus are twins but roman is the kind of kid to promptly forget abt anyone and logan n patton knew remus less than a day before he "disappeared" aka ran to the subconscious to explore and theyve just kinda blocked him out

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Logans fine with it and actually likes the decorations tho he has asked if they had to be so brightly coloured and if there had to be so much glitter

I say decorations but hes a secret gremlin at heart and is super close to snickering at all times bc of the pranks

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Also yes paranoia mildly dads roman it's great but he dads in an older sibling type way

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So pat and logan are all "hes fitting in as an older brother well" and they tell him abt their approval of his older brother chaos and hes just like "no this is how I am deal with it nothing to do with brothers" bc hes not telling them abt his kids he doesnt trust them

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Hes up at like midnight complaining with logan abt how patton doesnt let him be full chaos gremlin and logan says "mmmhmm did your parents in the dark side let you go wild with the chaos" and paranoia just,,,,, looks at him, dead in the eyes, and says "I dont have parents"

Cue logan being confusion

Paranoia, who genuinely didn't have parents: my parents are mr sparkles and the cat we've had for my entire life

Logan, who doesnt know they had a cat and is now worried bc "are you taking care of it???": ???

Paranoia: it's great for keeping the Others in line tho I just say "do your chores or no snuggle time with ms peregrin" and they do their chores while I'm making dinner

logan, incredibly confused: i don't know what you mean but ok

Paranoia: yeah theyre dumb but it's the level of dumb youd expect from my idiots

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Or he slips up and refers to them as his children/kids and logan, not realizing they have an Actual Father/Sons relationship/age difference(paranoias abt.late 20s early 30s, remus defies all logic and has been about 9-10 for a few years now, and dees like early teens) just says "huh how.interesting would it be to have to deal with people your age that immature" and paranoias just. "Y e a h t h e y r e t o t a l l y t h e s a m e a g e a s I a m"

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Duke is very much baby and upon seeing duke eating glue paranoia and honesty the idiots decided to try it too

theyre so dumb dsdhdhdhjsdh

They AREEE and paranoia, after discovering that duke has the h a r d i e s t immune system they decide to test exactly what he can and cannot safely eat bc he may be dumb but hes also def a Dad and he just wants to take care of his kids and if that includes making sure that duke can safely consume toilet bleach then so be it

Duke can eat almost anything short of actual cyanide but cyanide just makes him sick like stomach bug sick

He somehow gets a fever,,,,, he has it for like half an hour and paranoia is amazed

Hes in bed,,,,, paranoia makes him soup,,,,,, hes all better and running around again

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Paranoias parenting rules:

Dont murder your brothers pls

Do your chores or no snuggle time with ms peregrin

Glitter is always a yes

Insults are fine just make sure you dont overstep and make your brothers insecure

all of them are printed and then the last one is scrawled at the bottom in

If you get sick, tell him immediately bc he will find out and he will be the most obsessive parent to make sure you feel better ASAP

If your pronouns/name/function change, tell him immediately, he'll make sure you dont feel uncomfortable as well as he can

Duke dont put dish soap in honestys baked goods you know he cant digest it

It's a nice system for making chaos but keeping it manageable

They're all printed then the last one's scrawled in glitter gel pen and duke wrote a reply that said (I'm sorry yall dont have as good an immune system as I do)

There was a whole passive aggressive arguement on the bulletin for the next week before it got taken down to make room for dukes art

They eventually started just putting them up over each other and using magnets instead of thumbtacks

The entire bottom portion of the walls are painted in chalkboard paint so theres no unerasable drawing on the walls and the rest of the paint is magnetic so they can hang pieces everywhere

Dukes improving rapidly tho and doesnt like looking at his old art all the time so paranoia holds onto the drawings in several filing cabinets in case he ever wants to do redraws or needs his original prints to make something in the Imagination

also bc,,, sentimental

jus a little

Yeah bc "yes my child draws nothing but blood gore and new animals but hes a creative genius and I love all of his art"

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Roman: anxiety I can see why you left

Paranoia: ??? What?? It's spoopy season??

Roman: there was BLOOD on the WALLS

Paranoia, internally: oh!!!! Duke perfected his blood recipe!!!!

Paranoia, externally: how did it taste?

Roman: WHO TASTES THE BLOOD ON THE WALLS?!?!

Paranoia: if it tasted like lemons or citrus you need to stay off of most foods, stick to crackers and broth- don't eat anything heavy until you're sure you wont throw it up

Patton, who was making cereal: ????

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Also!!!! @iliveinprocrasti-nation Thanks for helping me flesh this AU out!!!

[simpingforthisonedeer]

Chapter 2: The War Room

Summary:  You'll learn more abt Aika and Julius gets some time in the spotlight and shows off his military genius :)))

Notes:  Like in BC canon, everyone's like omggg hes such an amazing wizard king who brings us so many victories!!! but we never actually see any of his ideas and plans? So i've decided to showcase that in this fic

A week later, Aika hummed a playful tune as she planted a few wisteria trees around the Magic Knights Headquarters. Lord Raymond, the current Wizard King, was planning a stressful military campaign against another imminent invasion from the Diamond Kingdom so Aika planted a few trees for him to enjoy whenever he relaxed in the gardens to get away from work.

Aika had helped Lord Raymond with foreign matters over the years and had grown to become good friends with the older man. It was only by accident that they found that his dead younger brother was Aika’s father. 

Years ago, she was selling paintings her father had painted before he died and in curiosity, Raymond came to the pseudo-art show. When he noticed the artist’s name and signature, he knew it was his brother. Needless to say, Aika was ecstatic. She had lost her entire family at sixteen and finding family again nearly two decades later was like a dream come true.

Though she was his niece, her experience and information from other kingdoms was something Lord Raymond highly valued and since Aika needed a cover for her work. So she worked as an unofficial consultant to him. She would rather not be paid by her own family.

She stood up as she dusted the dirt from her knees. Aika curled her toes to grip and grass and tightly clasped the plant stone in her right palm. She took a deep breath in, spread her arms out towards the little grove and pushed her magic into the seeds and willed them to grow.

She couldn’t grow plants quickly with Time Magic alone because she would have to accelerate the day-night cycle and provide the plants with constant water and nutrition, theoretically speaking. But Plant Magic, on the other hand, doesn’t have such limitations and plants could grow just with magic alone with extra magical properties. Absolutely fascinating stuff.

Aika had noted that Time and Plant magic shared similar properties because during her studies, she had found that magic wasn’t a catalyst in some Plant Mages cases but actually accelerated time while providing all that the plant needed to grow. In other Plant mages’ cases, most notably the ones who grew plants slower, the magic only acts as an accelerant with no time magic in play.

Aika dodged as a clump of hard dirt nearly hit her in the face when the trees sprouted and rose rapidly. She watched with a small smile as the vine-like branches grew and sprouted wisteria flowers that shone in the afternoon sun. She had no doubt that they would glow in the night as well.

“Miss Aika!” her guard’s voice yelled out.

“I’m fine!” she yelled back as she adjusted her sun hat.

“No, Miss Aika,” he ran to her side. “The Wizard King wants you in the Captain’s Conference room immediately.”

“Oh? Did he say what for, Evan?” Aika adjusted her plaid skirt.

“He said it’s time you were brought in,” Evan gave her a knowing look. Aika sighed. Today was going to be a long day. At least this meant that she didn’t have to wear that god-awful amulet that made people forget her.

“Alright, thank you. Take the rest of the day off. I’m sorry I can’t join you, Ellie and Jayce tonight.”

“Yes, ma’am and it’s alright. The trees look really beautiful by the way.”

“Thank you, Evan.”

She turned and looked up at the Headquarters Tower with a squint.

It’s time, huh? Is it really that serious, Uncle Ray? Aika thought as she slipped into her heels.

She slid her backpack on and waved ‘bye’ to her guard as she flew to the arched, slightly open, clover windows of the conference room. She hid her mana and flew a little to the side of the windows and peeked in. 

Her Uncle had his back to her as he faced seven captains. By the way he was gesticulating at Lord Silva, the Silver Eagles Captain, Aika could tell he was getting impatient for some reason. The walls and tables were strewn with papers blotted with inks of various colors. The rest of the Captains were in deep discussion in varying states of distress, no doubt about the upcoming confrontation with the Diamond kingdom.

She looked around at the Captains for one particular one. Her eyes met Julius’ and she grinned openly. She gave him a hesitant wave at the confused tilt of his head. Maybe he forgot her? A few Captains looked her way along with Julius, suspicious of the woman by the window.

Aika quickly sobered as she lightly touched the window. She wasn’t here for him. Maybe she’ll talk to him after whatever her Uncle needed her to do. He had been plaguing her mind for days , like who gave him permission to do that? Maybe another sit down with him will reveal something about him that will annoy her nitpicking self and she will completely stop idealizing him. Yeah, that’s a good idea.

She slipped between the windows and into the room, as quiet as a breeze. All the captains except Julius and Captain Vermillion stood and moved to attack but Lord Raymond whipped his head around and motioned the Captains to stop.

“Why use the window when there is a perfectly serviceable door, Aika?” her Uncle asked in a bored voice.

“Why use the door when there is a perfectly serviceable window, sir?” She retorted as she took off her hat with a flourish. He shook his head with a scoff.

“Enough with the cheek.”

“Yes, sir.”

Aika clasped her hands and clicked her heels together as she turned to the conference table where all the standing Captains sat down slowly, all eyes on her. They all might’ve seen her around the Magic Knights Headquarters, sitting on the floor in the hallways or in the gardens with a bunch of books and papers scattered haphazardly around her or running around with maids and guards but they would’ve all forgotten about her, thanks to her amulet. And she hasn’t been in the Clover Kingdom in a couple years so she doesn’t expect anyone except Captain Vermilion to remember her.

She had always worked behind the scenes on this continent, running her businesses, private clandestine services, professional development, etc, so she had to stay lowkey to protect her identity and her work. But when she needed to continue her work without arousing suspicion and provide information to the next Wizard King, she needed to step up into the spotlight once again, at least until some trust was established. A spy network was incredibly valuable to her Uncle and his agenda to clean up the criminal underworld from the worst of its traits like slavery, forced prostitution, anti-monarchist movements, and apocalyptic cults. 

But Aika herself had personal value for her strategies, diplomacy, connections, and experience in foreign warfare. And so, here she was, her position and identity exposed along with her physique too coincidentally, in the tight, black sweater and thigh length skirt she wore.

The price I pay for trying to feel sexy today.

She was pleased to note Julius’ eyes roving over her with a small smile. She winked when his eyes met hers. He looked away with a small blush. Aika wouldn’t mind working with such delicious eye candy.

“This is Aika Tolliver,” Raymond began as he faced the Captains. “She will help us pinpoint which General will be attacking us this time and where.”

“Who is she, exactly?” The Purple Orcas’ captain asked as she leaned forward, her gray eyes scrutinizing her.

“Her curriculum vitae is irrelevant,” Raymond sat down in his chair with a heavy sigh. “What she knows and what she can do for us is the only thing we’re going to discuss today.”

“Gosh, is he like this all the time?” Aika asked jokingly as she leaned on the table and crossed her arms. While she won’t outright tell them that she was his niece, if he was going to bring her in front of the captains, she was definitely going to have a lot of fun implicating all sorts of things that will leave the captains confused about who she is to the Wizard King. 

“Aika, not the time.”

“Alright, alright,” she set her hat down on his desk with an amused smile and took out a leather-bound notebook and a fountain pen. She looked up at the captains with a mild look.

“Long story short, I’m an off-the-record tactical strategist who helps Lord Raymond every now and then,” Aika looked down and flipped through the pages of her notebook as she continued. “I didn’t want my name to be known for my own privacy and the safety of my assets. That’s why I was never brought in but I assume the situation is dire if Master Raymond wanted to bring me in front of the captains.”

Said captains stayed silent as they processed the vague information. Aika looked apologetically at Julius. For all Julius knew, she lied to him but he shrugged and shook his head with a small smile.

“So what is the issue here?” She quickly skimmed the papers next to her. There were several different combinations of squads that could be dispatched but it was all useless if they didn’t know which general or generals they would be facing. In her opinion, they should bring down the hammer and send out all the squads and end this mess once and for all. “I’ve already told Master Raymond what generals and where and I’ve given him the maps of the location of the fortress their brigades have relocated to. I've also said when. They are going to execute their plan next Saturday.”

“Captain Silva here doesn’t believe me,” Raymond crossed his arms and glared at the silver-haired man.

“Well, now it’s even worse,” Silva slammed his fist on the table. “because your information comes from a dubious source we have never heard of!” he barked, spittle flying as he pointed an accusing finger at Aika. Raymond was about to retort but Aika only hummed thoughtfully at his outraged face. 

She knew Captain Silva and Uncle Raymond had a fierce rivalry because they both had Water Magic, but it should’ve ended when her Uncle became the Magic Emperor. But Captain Silva still seemed to hold a grudge and Aika also knew that he had become severely depressed and irritable after Lady Acier’s death and the stress of this war was really getting to him so she bit back a reflexively cutting remark. She took the diplomatic route instead.

“I definitely understand where you’re coming from but I can assure you that this information is from our spies in the Diamond Kingdom.”

“Lies! We don’t have any spies in the Diamond Kingdom!”

Julius quickly moved to interject when he noticed Aika’s cheek twiched in annoyance. A verbal smackdown like the one he got that night wouldn’t be received well by the proud captain. He saw how easily she shrugged off the pressure he put on her, so he wasn’t taking any chances with an actual confrontation.

“Well, let’s not get hasty,” he addressed the captains gently. He turned to Aika and quickly masked a smile when her face lit up. “Even if we did have spies, the information they’ve given us is wrong. We destroyed the South Fortress last month and Lord Raymond told us that two brigades have relocated to the South Fortress which I assume is the information from our ‘spies.’”

“You assumed correctly, Julius.” His lips twitched up at being addressed so familiarly in front of everyone. “And forgive Master Raymond for not clarifying, he’s just a little sleep-deprived,” she pursed her lips when the captains threw her confused looks at that causal comment. “They’ve moved their operations in the former South Fortress to a black site previously used for human experimentation and other R&D.”

Silence fell over them. Human experiments. While the captains were aware, being reminded of what they had read in the reports of said experiments sickened them. 

Aika quietly flipped through her notebook.

“Here it says that Generals Hennequin and Allard have mobilized their forces into the black site, now called the South Fortress.”

“And how can we know for sure,” Julius began mutely. “That what you are saying is true?”

“I’ve been working for the Wizard King for years, providing him with information regarding foreign matters—”

“And don’t forget about unsolicited advice on domestic ones,” Her Uncle’s muffled voice quipped, unaffected by the mention of human experiments. She threw a mocking glare at his head which was now buried in his arms.

“And most of the information I was given was accurate and useful. We take very good care of our assets so malicious betrayal and misinformation is incredibly rare. I can assure you that this information is accurate.”

Julius and the other briefly scrutinized her for any tells that she was lying and were satisfied that they didn’t find any. While they believed her, they were still wary. Aika sighed.

“Now, if we’re done discussing whether facts are actually facts, let’s get back to the planning. We can’t agree on what squads to send,” Raymond groused as he pushed maps of movements that a trio of squads will follow towards Aika. Each map was a different combination of 3 squads and movements and attack sequences. It was all on the surface. But Aika left her Uncle notes in his folder last night about new intel. The two Diamond generals purchased rights to build exclusive tunnels to the Main Channels from the black site which was underground, the Main Channels that lead directly into the Common Realm in the Clover Kingdom.

Aika suppressed the fear that struck her heart and turned to glare at her Uncle for real this time. He didn’t look at the notes she had left and now he was making completely wrong moves. The wrong moves that would cost many civilian lives.

“Master Raymond,” she nearly growled. “I assume you haven’t looked at the new intel and notes I left last night?”

He glared back.

“What new intel?”

“New intel saying that the Diamond Generals bought rights to tunnel into the Main Channels from the black site.”

“What?!”

She sifted through his papers and found the thin folder and showed him the notes and explained the situation.

“So there would most likely be a fight on the surface for a distraction while they invade us through the tunnels, meaning more than two brigades will attack us.”

Aika nodded gravely.

“I’m sorry, what are these tunnels and channels you’re talking about?” The captain of the Praying Mantis, Marcus, asked. A few others nodded, confused as well.

Captain Vermillion cleared his throat to draw attention to him. He sat up straight and his deep voice rang clearly through the room,

“They are talking about The Innkeeper’s Tunnels. The Innkeeper is a neutral, underground organization that provides safe houses indiscriminately. And in order to get to the safe houses, the Innkeeper had built a tunnel system. This tunnel system was built centuries ago and today it’s also used for underground travel, trade, and the black market, across the continent. It is the only way we trade for magic gems with the Diamond Kingdom because of the current hostilities,” He turned to Aika. “I don’t believe The Innkeeper would allow them to send brigades through the tunnels.”

Aika masked her surprise that he even addressed her. He had completely and deliberately cut her off after she broke up with one of his children and now he was talking to her all of a sudden?

Despite his surprising behavior, Aika agreed with his explanation. She remembered when she tailed him on his frequent missions to the criminal underworld so he knew what he was talking about.

“I agree, The Innkeeper wouldn’t allow them, but they have no real means to stop them. They don’t have a private army and the magical barriers won’t hold against two whole brigades.”

“Then they will call in a favor.”

“From who?”

Captain Vermillion leveled his gaze at her.

“From you.”

“No,” Aika said with absolute finality. He raised an eyebrow as she bristled. 

“‘No, they won’t ask,’ or ‘No, you won’t do it?’” He knew she wouldn’t and did he really need to bring up her past here?

“No to both, Leonardo,” Raymond cut in with a scowl and changed the topic. “We need to be ready to face them under and over, and that means all squads need to roll out.”

“Actually,” Julius interjected. “We should leak the information that we know,” he suggested. The captains turned to Julius, not surprised by his unorthodox idea. He may be the youngest of the captains at the table at nearly thirty-six years old, but he was also the smartest and the strongest. His unexpectedly brilliant ideas and the strategic way he built his squad left no doubt that he would be a great military leader as The Magic Emperor.

“Why would we do that?” Captain Silva asked as he pressed his fingers to his temples, knowing full well that there was a good explanation coming.

“Because this plan to use the underground tunnels would only work if we are unaware. If they know that we know, and that we would come prepared to the tunnels, they will change their plans. They will think that their element of surprise and lack of resistance is gone, so their chances of winning decreased. And since they don’t know that we leaked it, they would think that we put our squads underground for their ‘attack.’ So they will put their troops on land or air to take us on.”

“But instead,” Aika began quietly as his idea became clear. “we will be prepared to attack with the full weight of our army above ground and overwhelm them completely, giving us a chance to negotiate a ceasefire.”

“No,” Julius laced his fingers together with a cool expression. “We demand a surrender.”

Notes:  Julius is lowkey scary in canon and i plan to show more of that in this fic. The end was just a lil taste, but in battle? oooooh I can't wait to write ruthless Julius ;))))

oh and yall should read the hashtags in the posts. There’s info abt next chap in them:)

[kouei116]

Piofiore no Banshou: Dante (1)

Y: Eeee!? Why are you ... But thank you for saving me ...

After the prologue, Dante brought MC to his Falzone mansion. She was treated as a guest, had a comfy room, an escort called Leo that brought her everything she needed but Dante refused to explain/tell her anything, didn't allow her to step outside the mansion either. One day MC knew Dante was going out, she told Leo she was taking a bath but actually making a rope from bed sheet to climb down and escape. The rope snapped and she fell straight into Dante’s arms below ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧ Dante had a bad premonition hence he quickly returned and managed to catch her. He was mad, she could have died! MC thanked him for saving her. Dante brought her to his office and explained Sister Sofia died from the wound that night, MC was in a dangerous situation, she should stay here so that the Falzone could protect her from LaoShu (the Chinese mafia).

Y: (His face is very gentle...)

D (to Carlo the cat): ...  What happened to you? To be lost this late at night?

Leo brought MC books, music records so she wouldn't be bored, even a cat (that she named Carlo, it has blue eyes just like Dante's) so she wouldn't be lonely. MC was very thankful to Leo but eventually found out all of these were actually Dante's orders. One day, Carlo finished eating and ran off into Dante's office. MC followed and saw Dante patting Carlo's head gently ~(=^･ω･^)ヾ(^^ ) She came in to thank him for giving her all the books, records and Carlo. She asked if she could trust him, he said it was hard to ask her to trust mafia, but he had rules and he would move ahead to do what needed to be done without wavering - similar to what Sister Sofia told MC before. MC burst into crying missing Sofia and Dante stroked her back comforting her. She thought to herself, thanks to Carlo, she found out this kind gentle side of Dante today. 

Y: (Dante was fighting while he himself was wounded like this ...)

Nicola (Dante's right hand man) told her to go with him to the mansion's dungeon where Dante and other men were interrogating Fei (underling of Yang - Laoshu's leader). Fei saw MC and said ohhh she is the Key Maiden! Nicola lied to Dante that they came down here to look for Carlo the cat. MC asked Dante to stop bc Fei was still a boy, but Dante said this was not her business. Nicola brought MC back up and explained he showed MC that to remind her even if they treated her kindly, they were still mafia, and the world they lived in was different from hers. 

MC found out Sister Sofia was still alive, she wanted to go to the church to ask Sofia about the Key Maiden. Leo helped sneak her out on the day the Falzone attacked Yang's dealings but Sister Sofia wasn't in the church so they returned, bumping into Gilford (Visconti family's head) on the way but he let them go without troubling them. The Falzone's attack was successful, MC had been waiting to ask Dante abt Key Maiden, but when she saw blood on his arm, she rushed to get the first aid box and gave him treatment. She apologized to him, saying she found him scary in the dungeon and she still didn't like violence. He said it was natural to be scared and she didn't need to come to accept violence, in the world he lived in, sometimes there are things that need violence to get done. 

Y: (The leaf must have been flown by the strong wind earlier)

MC saw a famous politician angrily left Dante's office then Dante came out, looking all gloomy. She asked him to come to the garden with her, she tried to cheer him up talking abt fall and winter lol but nope, not working. Then she asked what sweets he wanted, more dulce? panacotta? tarta caprese? Btw Dante had a sweet tooth, he drank cafe latte, cappucino and liked the dulce that MC usually made for him. He was interested in the tarta caprese. MC was very excited saying she would try her best to make it delicious for him - this made him smile (❁´‿`❁)*✲ﾟ* Suddenly a strong wind flown by and he came very near to her face because ... there was a leaf stuck into her hair. He took the leaf off and MC heart pounded in her chest UwU

Leo said he was sure Sister Sofia was in the church this time, so when the Falzone went to do another attack on Yang, they sneaked out again (urggg whyyy Leo). But the intel for this attack was a miss, Yang wasn't there. Meanwhile MC and Leo were cornered by Yang's underlings. They ran away, bumped into the police officer Marcus and Robert. Leo offered to acted as the diversion while Marco helped bring MC back. But Marco and MC bumped right into Yang... Luckily Dante arrived and fought with Yang to protect MC. Then Nicola and more backup arrived so Yang left.

When they returned to his office, Dante slapped Leo for not thinking before acting, then was abt to explain everything to MC but there was a commotion at the front - Orlok arrived and on his own beat up the Falzone people to get inside the mansion. Leo rushed in to warn Dante, Dante prepared his gun and as soon as he stepped outside, Orlok was right at the door wanting to talk to MC. Dante wanted to stop Orlok so Orlok lunged at Dante with his short knife. Leo jumped in and got stabbed in his arm. More Falzone backup coming so Orlok jumped out the window and escaped.

After this, Dante told MC to pack things up and they immediately left to a hidden house that even among the Falzone, only Nicola and Leo knew about. These 2 usually came by to bring food and give reports to Dante. Nicola now was in command while Dante was here with MC.

Dante explained to MC, the Falzone has always been protecting the Holy Relic. In order for the Holy Relic not to be misused (that would cause Burlone to fall into wars and disasters), the Holy Relic was strictly sealed and according to legends, the 2 important factors to unlock the seal were the Falzone family's blood (hence the family was very strict with bloodline) and the Key Maiden (that the church chose aka MC).

D: Y...? What is it...?

Y: I really wasn't about to attack you in your sleep!

Later Dante fell asleep on the couch, MC was trying to wake him up to go to bed properly and avoid catching cold, but Carlo the cat at her feet made her slip and nearly fell down onto Dante, hence this adorable blushing Dante CG (*´﹃｀*)  Well, she managed to get up and their hands only touched a little bit what a shame (￢ε￢　) The two of them lived in this house, MC cooked and cleaned bc when Dante offered to help he immediately broke a dish lol. He asked her abt her life at the church while she asked him abt his childhood (with Nicola sneaking into the kitchen, they grew up together so could understand each other very well). It's nice for Dante and MC to get to know each other while living here all on their own ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Nicola: Well, once I finish reading this book, the three of us (Dante, Nicola, MC) can discuss our thoughts together while having tea. 

Introducing my Falzone Panini (the Italian cousin of Anna's sandwich™ haha): Dante Falzone (VA: Kaito Ishikawa) and Nicola Francesca (VA: Kimura Ryouhei). I automatically have a soft spot for Nicola the moment I saw Kimura Ryouhei as his VA. Dante is ahhhh, not only is he very handsome, I like how he seems cold but actually silently protects and looks after MC. He is sweet like his sweet tooth! His voice is so nice too, I'm definitely playing Midnight Cinderella's Alyn, Psychedelica the Black butterfly’s Hikage and Gensou Kissa Enchante’s Il Fado de Rie in his honour (♥ω♥ ) ~♪

This post is about chapter 1-5, about half of Dante's route that I have played and so far I enjoy it very much. The story, the arts, the music are stunning. I can't wait to finish the rest of Dante’s then onto Nicola’s ヽ(。ゝω・)ノ☆

[bigbrotherlouis]

harness your blame and walk through

titans // gen // 1k // dick centric canon angst

just a small little thing i wrote about the end of titans 2x09 bc that was a lot and i have a lot to say!!!. warnings for distorted thinking and depression bc that boy is not in a good place. no spoilers for 2x10. shouout to chrysa and kassie for always being willing to listen to me scream abt depressed dick grayson and his destructive tendencies. title taken from the wolves (act i and ii) by bon iver.

enjoy xx

harness your blame and walk through

the busyness of the airport feels like holding the live end of a wire, the electricity low enough not to kill you but not pleasant either. every person who steps near him, steps into reaching distance, feels like another burst of heat against his skin. each one of them a casualty. each one of them once innocent but tainted just by being in his proximity. 

it takes all of bruce’s training to stop him from flinching.

he takes another step in the line, his holdall banging against his hip as he moves. the couple behind him stand too close and it’s bordering on invading his personal space. too close for comfort, too close to be safe. 

the announcement for something or other crackles over the loudspeaker but all dick can hear is slade’s voice, slade’s… sentence. it rings in his ears, echoes in the airy hall, presses down on every inch of his body like the judgement it is. 

to live alone. 

someone smacks into him on their way from the ticket counter and dick is the furthest thing from alone right now. he’s a ticking time bomb, an explosion waiting to happen that will rip through the lives of all these people and destroy them, and he can’t even help them because that is what he does, he rips people apart even as he tries to hold them together. 

“reservations?” the lady at the counter asks and he pastes on a neutral expression. for all his faults, bruce is a good teacher and this is one of the first skills he taught dick: how to hide his distress so people don’t get worried. dick is very good at it. 

“uh, no. not yet.” 

and cast it into the sea forever. 

she maintains professionalism even as dick gets caught up in the memory of jericho, the sound his body made when it hit the floor, the way he had landed across dick’s legs, warm and leaking blood. it’s what awaits everyone he loves if he doesn’t get out of here. 

“i don’t know. um, far, far away from people.”

the lady laughs politely and dick can tell she’s getting worried. it’s slipping, his grasp of normalcy, but slade’s voice— but jericho’s body—he latches onto greenland as soon as she says it. he can handle greenland; he’ll rent a car and drive into the wilderlands. it’s cold, but he’ll manage. he can hunker down in a cabin and live his life in the quiet and the snow, so far away from everyone that they won’t even think to look for him. 

he slides his credit card and passport across the desk. it’s a paper trail but he’s too far gone to construct a new identity, too shaky, too weighed down by adaline’s eyes as she refused to forgive him to think about anything else but getting the hell out of there.

and isn’t it funny, that he had lived so long in fear of being alone, fear of having everyone leave and never come back, when here he was doing the same thing? but then, he’d rather choose the self-inflicted isolation over his friends dying, their deaths on his head. at least now they can be happy. they can live good lives, free from the rot that he brought into their lives, the poison that he poured down their throats when he made the titans drink the kool-aid. they can live good lives away from dick grayson and be happy. 

better happy than dead. better him gone than him responsible. better he had never existed in the first place, better better better. 

sometimes. sometimes he wonders if it was all worth it, if everyone would’ve been happier if he had stayed with the circus. jericho would still be alive, surely, and garth. donna would be laughing, and hank and dawn would be singing, and none of them would even know he existed besides a passing byline on a circus poster: the flying grayson, the magnificent solo act! watch him defy fate all alone!

to live alone. i sentence you to live alone. 

the airport bustles around him. it feels like the tide, ebbing and flowing against his body as he stands unmoving in the center, staring down at the bland tiles at his feet. 

the thing is, bruce will find him. or kory, or dawn, or someone. they’ll track him down to whatever hovel he’s found and drag him out, list all his faults and ask him to do another impossible task for them. they’ll come, all of them if he’s not careful, and then it’s only a matter of time before slade picks them off, one by one. 

it’s not enough. it’s not ever going to be enough. 

dimly, he registers how quickly he’s breathing, how tight his chest feels against his lungs. the plane ticket drops from his hand to the ground but he doesn’t care, doesn’t do anything but flick his eyes up to the screens. greenland isn’t far enough. it’s not safe enough. the titans can still gather there, be in danger there. he has to—

not until you’ve paid for your crime.

there’s really not a lot of choices here. his options are limited, by time and by effort. if slade wants him to atone for what he’s done, he’ll do it. fuck, he’ll do it. 

it’s only right, isn’t it? he’s a detective, he knows all the crimes and what the penalties will be. he knows how to keep himself safe, how to make himself clean again. no one knows he’s in nevada. no one will be looking for him here, not for a while. they’ll find the flight if they do and assume he fucked off to greenland, fucked off to play hero in the woods and ice. they won’t look at the jails for a while. 

assault of an officer is eight years when it’s without a weapon. maybe that will be long enough for everyone to forget about him, for his name to be erased in their memories and written over by someone new, someone good. even if it isn’t, it’s a start. he’ll take it. 

dick walks through the airport, finding the direct line through the travelers and families, drops his bag in the concourse so they can’t say he used that as a weapon. the nearest officers are talking to themselves but they look up attentively when he approaches. 

the first one goes down immediately, dropped by dick’s fist. he avoids the punch of the partner and flips him over his arm, snagging the gun on his way down. there’s just enough air for the man to send out a warning over the radio and then dick hits his nerve, rolling him over unconscious. the people around, civilians, watch as he slides his gun into the path of the incoming police men. their faces are wide with confusion, with fear. 

there’s no adrenaline in dick’s body, nothing to make him jittery or nervous, just a cold, deadly calm. it’s what’s best. it’s for the better. he’s doing the smart thing by taking himself away. 

the electricity sparks across his skin again, that livewire that comes from being too close and too dangerous. soon, he’ll be gone. they’ll be safe and he’ll be keeping the danger, swallowing it down so it can’t hurt anyone but him. 

him. alone. just as slade said. 

slowly, carefully, dick grayson puts his hands on his head.

[evangclines-blog1]

what  if  we  ......  pretended  this  was  a  good  intro  .....  aha  just  kidding  .....  unless  ?  i  was  just  gonna  link  to  all  my  stuff  but  ...  ur  girl  wrote  a  lot  and  i  don’t  wanna  be  cruel  and  force  u  all  to  read  everything  JDBWBDJBWJ  so  here we  go  !!   <3

( VENUS, PARK SOOYOUNG, CIS FEMALE, SHE /HER ) guess what, EVANGELINE RHEE has just landed in cannes with their private jet. they are a TWENTY-TWO year old socialite, who spends much of their time & money UPDATING THEIR SKINCARE ROUTINE. i think their family is in the ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY and their net worth is around 10B USD.   

first things first ... i’m gonna drop some links in case u want to read everything i wrote at 6 am the day the submit closed bc im stoopid like that <3 

here u can find her full bio, stats, extended stats, and hcs ! the hcs are definitely the most fun to read so i recommend going to that page hehe

into the summary we go !

BACKSTORY:  suicide mention tw

eva’s dad is a movie producer and her mom was the beautiful woman he met at a train station <3 her parents had a very whirlwind romance, very love at first sight, very passionate and intense type of relationship literally everything you see in hollywood ? they had that ! they got married after only a year of knowing each other and had eva soon after 

thats when things got not-so-picturesque /: after having eva, her mom entered a pretty dark depression. eva’s dad ( who had been aware of his wife’s mental health and even warned by her family against doing anything crazy like getting married and having a whole baby so fast ) was kinda in denial about everything. eva’s mom still had her good days, but the bad days were really bad & when eva was only two years old her mom had an accident & passed away 

so while eva’s dad was grieving, he sent little eva to new york city to go live with her grandma !! eva adored her grandmother more than anyone else. she was a retired jazz singer, and a lot of what they did together was sit around and listen to old records <3 eva lived with her until she was five years old & that’s pretty much the only childhood she can remember since her mom died when she was so young !! 

when her dad brings eva back to france, he’s doing a lot better. he’s back to producing movies and throwing parties and being a part of society again ( things he had stopped while he was grieving for his wife ) and he even found his own form of “medicine” which was simply the company of beautiful women ! most of them were young actresses he met through his work, all of them were gorgeous, and they all adored little eva <3 

eva adored them right back ! they taught her stuff she imagined all mother’s teach their daughters: how to dress well, how to smell nice, how to get people’s attention, what makeup to wear, how to do your hair, how to speak so everyone hangs on to your every word, etc. she was still a little girl but she was absorbing all these lessons like a sponge, & it’s a big part of why she’s so obsessed with her own femininity and why she’s got this mindset about being beautiful inside & out in order to feel balanced. 

none of the women her dad brought home were ever at her house for more than a week. her father, who had been a notorious bachelor before eva’s mother, seemed incapable of falling in love again. that was his first and maybe only lesson to eva, which was how to break hearts, which is something else she absorbed & carried with her as she grew up

as eva grew up, she kinda became obsessed with trying to imagine what her mom had been like. no one in her family liked to talk about her, especially not her dad, but she knew she looked just like her and she was kinda always trying to fill in the blanks. but then one christmas her dad let it slip that her mom’s death hadn’t been an accident at all, that it had been on purpose. that was kind of the turning point for eva & she just kind of....stopped trying to re imagine her mom after that just kinda wanting to let her rest /:

she also went through a phase of doing stuff just because she could. she’d flirt with people’s boyfriends, she’d make strangers fall in love with her, she’d date people just to break up with them suddenly, etc. she kind of realized just how much she could get away with, but more than that, just how far people would go when they fell in love. she was obsessed with that, but also kind of jealous of those people just because she’d never felt that kind of soul shattering love for someone before and she really does want to </3 while she’s never been in love before, and while she does get bored of lovers easily, she still feels a type of attachment that is sometimes so strong she’s not willing to let the other person go even if she’s being selfish by hanging onto people she can’t get serious abt /: thats just life sometimes......whore rights !

FUN FACTS , PERSONALITY, AND TIDBITS: whore antics tw

 goes by eva, never evangeline. her grandma has always called her angel, and so that nickname has also carried over naturally

libra sun AND moon babey ! read abt it here

wears euphoria makeup to do groceries

 moved from paris to new york city for college to attend columbia university. double majored in english literature and business management. 

created what she called the “manhattan group” in reference to the bloomsbury group, which was a group of associated english writers, intellectuals, philosophers and artists in the first half of the 20th century ( that included writers like virginia woolf ) duringher freshman year. although meetings were supposed to be about discussing literature, it mostly became a place to drink warming champagne, flirt, and gossip. eva hosted the events & meetings off campus inside her loft. the manhattan group only lasted her freshman year though, as rumors of all the underage drinking and “cult-like behavior” persuaded her to drop it. that, and the fact that more than one member had fallen in love with her and things were getting quite tense. 

she never carries a lighter because she likes the way more than one person will offer her one if she asks for a light <3 

it’s a famous rumor that eva once spilled her drink on her chanel mini-dress at a charity gala and stripped down to her lingerie in front of everyone. it would have stayed a rumor if it wasn’t for the instagram story that went up of her only her underwear. 

she has a house phone in her nyc loft that only a select few people ( minus the strangers she’s given the number to while drunk ) know the number 

has a three year old black cat named june that she brought with ehr to cannes <3 

is the proud owner of a black maserati despite being an infamous bad driver. no one in their right mind, especially not her friends, would ever trust eva to drive.

it’s rumored she once snuck onto the yacht of a ceo to a fortune 500 company, only for him to find her in nothing but a bath towel eating chocolates while flipping through his playboy magazines, and that he was so taken with her instead of pressing charges he decided to name the boat after eva.

once spent a whole day walking around paris in a cheap pink wig and calling herself yvette. nobody could figure out why. eva often pulls stunts like this on a whim.

believes 2 is an unlucky number and is very superstitious about it, as that is the year her mother died. fully believes her twenties are cursed and is actually looking forward to the day she turns 30 just to escape the 2′s.

leonardo dicaprio once made a pass at her during the after party of a movie premiere she was attending.

during full moons, eva always has sex with the windows open. even if it’s winter, a window will be cracked open. this is one of her many personal superstitions. 

has a collection of old love letters, mixtapes, and presents past suitors and secret admirers have gifted her. while she cannot remember the origin of quite a few of the objects in her collection, she is attached to them still.

owns a replica of the famous cross necklace filled with cocaine that kathryn had in cruel intentions.

literally i basically just copied most of my hcs page im a clown i cant do summaries...

ok so personality wise ? shes a flirt. a whore, if u will. yes thats a personality trait now. literally if ur breathing shes flirting doesnt matter who u are doesnt matter if ur married if u have 10 kids doesnt matter like she will flirt....does not know how to open her mouth without flirting 

big on aesthetics /: believes everyone should get manicures like if ur cuticles are showing shes gonna gag . get help <3

not good at being held accountable for her actions. she’s not really the type to be malicious on purpose, but since she really does play with ppls feelings a lot it’s inevitable she’s gonna hurt someone but if u bring it up shes just gonna be like .. me ? at fault ? u must have the wrong girl i’m angel ...

likes 2 play games JSBDWBDJW clearly....matters of the heart are her fave kind but she also likes doing kinda ridiculous stuff for fun just to see how ppl are gonna react, also likes to do stuff just bc she knows she can usually get away with it 

loves skin care like she will be ur dermatologist ( self appointed ) she will gift u a moisturizer she will get everyone to do facemasks with her u cannot escape it ...

has trouble being alone but won’t admit it / doesn’t even really realize it ??? like it is... very rare u will ever find her sleeping alone or spending a whole day in just her own company 

not shy.....at all like JBSJDWBJDW she could use some shame but she has zero unfortunately 

despite being a whore....she is a HUGE romantic like whew she is obsessed with old love songs & is always playing them on her record player she loves to slow dance <3 she often gives ppl her fave poems ( usually poems abt sex ), she loves getting roses, loves kissing ppl on the cheek when she’s wearing lipstick, & she likes to leave ppl voicemails like ... shes really living like she is the main chara of a romance movie and everyone else is extra #5 most of the time... 

idk what else to say im sure shes gonna evolve once we start rping bc that always happens to me but....for now.....this is the end ! *cue feel special by twice*

[clamorbelli]

whaddup . it’s ya boy , skinny penis . ok so there’s not much to put here except hi to any new people that might’ve not seen my intro for noelle & angelo ( CLICK HERE ). i’m jaz, & this here is my newest babe, sebastian higgings. i’ve definitely missed stuff, but underneath the cut u’ll find plenty of fun stuff abt him. and by fun i mean tragic , bc sebastian is a piece of shit. ; )

‹  LIKE THIS OR HMU IF YOU’D LIKE TO PLOT WITH SEB.  ›

TRIGGER WARNINGS  :  death, drugs, alcohol, emotional instability, therapy mentions, unhealthy habits, blood mention.

◟ * ◊ ─  keith powers + cismale + he/him » * believe it or not sebastian belongs to the higgings family. they are 26 years of age and are known to usually spend their time around buena vista apartments. the photographer has been living in victoria for 22 years. the people closest to them describe the bisexual + aquarius to be +inspired and +autonomous as well as -callous and -debauched.

sebastian is the ( current ) eldest son of the late johnathan and sasha higgings, born to the couple when they were happy, in love, and a shining example of what marriage should be. sebastian was a momma’s boy through and through from the day he was born, severe separation issues plaguing his infantdom, only rectified through intense therapy. his bond with his mother, even after finally being convinced she wasn’t the only nice person in the world, never wavered however. they were thick as thieves.

there was never anything remarkable about seb’s childhood except his fondness for the family camera whenever they went on holiday. his parents first believed it was a desire to model, but they soon came to understand it wasn’t being in front of it that seb wanted, he wished to be behind it. from then on they gave him a disposable on every trip, and before long the house was full of his amateur photography.

when he was ten, the unthinkable and unfathomable happened. his mother died. seb had been an entirely normal, average kid up until that point, but part of him died the day his mother slipped away forever. it was impossible for it not too, with the amount of time they’d spent together, his dependency on her at birth, the fact she was his best friend and it didn’t matter what the kids at school thought. as a child, he was ruined, affected for the rest of his life in ways he didn’t quite understand yet.

seb was sixteen by the time victoria was adopted into the family, and his reign of terror on victoria had long since begun. he came home with bloody noses and bruises more times than he could count, he sneered and spat at other kids in the playground, knowing they could do little except beat him to a pulp and have their parents foot the bill. he started drinking all too early, dabbled in drugs no sixteen year old should’ve touched, spent nights away from home, uninterested in the new woman in his father’s life.

victoria, however, was a different story. the pair got on like a house on fire, likely because of their bratty, conniving ways. at that age sebastian was like gasoline and his newfound sister was the match. natalya still had seb’s heart from when they were kids, his sister being the one thing in life he still felt warmth for, but victoria had managed to form a relationship of her own with him. for a while it was them against the world, until cassandra stepped in, pitted the girls against each other, and made life infinitely harder for a boy already on the brink.

he and his father argued daily. blazing rows that ended in smashed kitchenware. seb was losing it but the higgings patriarch failed to see his behaviour as anything more than childish cries for attention. seb didn’t know the empty feeling in his chest wasn’t normal. he didn’t know he shouldn’t play with girls emotions until they cried. he didn’t understand why he only felt things when he was getting into schoolyard fights or looking through the lens of a camera.

seb graduated high school and chose to do an online course for photography, honing his skills whilst remaining close by until his sisters graduated. when they did, he only managed a year without natalya before leaving the city himself, he would miss victoria dearly, but they facetimed every day and skyped properly at the weekends. before he left he told his father to stick his businesses up his ass. he was disconnecting from his legacy. his final words to his father were full of toxicity and rage, as they had been for 12 years now.

he went to new york, cliché and crazy as it may have been, and found a surprisingly immense amount of success. through some ridiculous means, his shots were picked up by a local, renowned photography blog, the owner of the blog also owning a gallery, wishing to display his work. from then on it was up and up. seb travelled the globe, was able to shoot the most incredible places, spent his weeks on planes and trains and on his feet. he had his dream, he made a name for himself, he didn’t need his father.

seb may have had the career of his dreams, but his personal life was a shambles. full of one night stands with no substance, exes that hated his guts, friends who’d found it too unbearable to be around him. he was arrogant, confident in himself to a fault, unable to connect with passion on any level except with his work. he was a riot, a fun guy to be around who was willing to try anything once, but he lacked the ability to form meaningful relationships. people came and went and seb was left, alone, in his fancy apartment somewhere in manhattan. he was as lonely as he was the day his mother had died, things in that regard had never changed.

the phone call he received when victoria died shook him to his core, the male feeling something other than debauchery for the first time in a long time. his father? a fucking waste of space who failed to keep his children safe, but victoria? he flew home just days ago, having one emotional instinct left in him – his brotherly instinct. natalya was still alive and god knows seb was going to lose another member of his family. 

PERSONALITY  :

ok so yeah, seb’s an dick. when i say emotionally unavailable i mean . . . highly, on an unhealthy level that requires some serious therapy. seb lost himself when his mother died and since then he’s been trying to find some solace in these flings he always has but, of course, he never will. he’s apathetic when it comes to people becoming attached to him so tends to be particularly cruel with ppl who get involved w him.

asshole . like, just not . .. a nice person . will point out someone’s faults, will tell u if ur skirt is ugly as fuck, willing to laugh in your face if he thinks what you said is stupid. just doesn’t . . give a f. needs to grow up.

hOWEVERRRR R rr. ofc if he was like that 24/7 he’d never even get people into bed in the first place so he can, of course, turn on the charm. he’s very flirtatious, loves sex and sexually charged conversations. flirting is a hobby for him and it’s one he has fun with. if ur not looking for anything deeper, seb isn’t too bad ig . if you can engage him on things he wants to talk about, keep things chill, not take his dickheadedness to heart, etc, he can be manageable. sort of.

massively confident, but unfortunately it’s justified. he’s beautiful, he’s talented, he’s rich of his own accord, and he’s successful. he’s massively independent, but finds it hard to work in a team.

he’s ! lowkey ! a visionary !!! when it comes to photography he really is that bitch and is genuinely incredible at his job because it’s something he’s actually passionate about. he never turns down the opportunity to photograph, so even though usually he loves money, he’d be willing to do a lot of photography for free whilst he’s back bc ? he just loves doing it, and it reminds him of his mom and how she encouraged him.

uHhh bad habits to the max. the only one of my charas who regularly takes hard drugs and drinks, has a penchant for mdma and is looking into microdosing to help his artistic ability. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS  :

exes from before he moved away

fwbs

best friend, probably only 1 bc . . . intolerable

any kind of connection from before he moved, bc it’s always exciting to see someone again after four years right

enemies lmao

people he knew in new york, if anyone has charas who’ve been there recently

people that were friends with vic

i dunno i’m not good at these y’aLL KNO I LIKE BRAINSTORMING DOMFDOD

give me some angsty shit too

[7dys]

roomies?

hey again im a dummy sorry

I literally could NOT think of a title im sorry here's a good ole roommate au though

request: HHhHhHhh u write so well I'm crying :(( jshsd can I get a roommate!au with jae from day6 ? with a possible fluff at the end ? eye emoji ? sjdshd tysm !! -anon

word count: 5137 she's a doozy

a/n: I must have gotten this request like... a year and a half ago at least anon if you’re seeing this I apologize but I've finally done it!!! hope u all enjoy the workings of my crackhead brain

right-o lets get to it

okay so when you moved out of your dorms after graduation you weren’t expecting it to be this God Damn Expensive

on top of buying groceries and affording your tiny ass one bedroom a girlie was struggling

so !! you decided to look into finding a roommate

obviously not to move in with you…. there’s only one bedroom okay

but like searching for an open spot with someone

you found a few that seemed nice but were all wayyyyyyy too far from your job like you would be losing money paying so much in transportation

finally you stumbled across the most cursed roommate flyer ever

but it was in a super convenient location !! so you read it anyways

it was written in GREEN and PURPLE comic sans and there were multiple pictures of chickens and cheesy memes randomly placed around the text in the middle

which by the way was a list of 7 bullet points that said this:

1:my name is jae

2:i am broke

3:i have an extra room waiting for /YOU/

4:i am in a band and will write a song about you if that’s what it takes

5:i am unreasonably good at untangling headphones and i will untangle things for you

6:i have a pet cat and if you don’t like that walk away from this flyer immediately

7:please

and then at the bottom was an octopus who’s 8 legs had his contact information on it and they were cut so you could just pull off a slip

if you were an ordinary person you would not have taken one

lucky us !!!! you’re just crazy

and you take one of the god damn octopus legs

you are understandably the only person who has taken one so far

you giggle to yourself at your own SHEER STUPIDITY and then send a text to the number

you: hi !! i saw ur ad abt looking for a roommate and i’m interested! my name is y/n and i’m still in college so u don’t have to worry about me being like . crazy im just stressed

chicken guy??: oh my god really it’s been a month since i put up that poster!! also mood

you: you put up …. only one poster …… and it was that ……

chicken guy??: it worked for u didn’t it

you: . touché

chicken guy??: anyways you can come by later today and check it out if you’d like? i swear i’m not crazy either but feel free to bring a friend if you’re worried for safety reasons or whatever

you: nah i prefer to live life on The Edge plus none of my friends would be helpful in a life threatening situation

chicken guy??: i don’t know u but i’m already worried for u pls get here soon

hehehe u liked this guy

he was funny if anything

and you tended to find all the weirdos of society and befriend them so it was safe to assume he was no different than your usual crowd

true to your word you go to the address he sent you alone later that afternoon and cheerily knock on the door

while you wait for him to answer you survey the outside

it’s honestly ….. kind of a cluttered mess but in a cute way

like some sort of kleptomaniac crow somehow got an apartment and displayed all of the strange things it found

except it’s all music related

there is a jar that is filled to the BRIM with guitar picks.

who needs that many guitar picks

“me, i do”

you squeak and turn around and go

“??????”

and the tall thin man in the door just nods

“i knew what you were thinking”

“...that’s fair”

and then he seems to remember what exactly is going on and extends one long fingered hand for a shake

“hi! you must be y/n :)) i’m jae”

you take his hand …. that shits warm

how long have you been outside that your hand is so cold when you touch him you SHIVER

he’s like oh my god come in please you’re shivering jesus christ

and you just smile and tell him it’s nice to meet him !!! what a positive polly

you come in and are pleasantly surprised that the inside has just as much personality as the poster !!

and thankfully less green and purple and ….. comic sans

you are immediately greeted by the largest tabby cat you’ve ever seen

“ah that’s my big boy mister crackers”

“his name … is mister crackers”

“....yes”

“love it. tell me more”

he smiles so BIG and WIDE when you say that you think you’re looking at the sun

as he explains more things about the apartment and points at things here and there you half listen and half just. watch him

you didn’t know what to expect from that as but it’s fair to say you lucked out as far as possible roommates go

he was tall and had shiny dark hair and glasses that made his cute little eyes even littler

and he was in a BAND that is so cool

plus he’s like …. pretty or smth

smh FOCUS

you’re gnna have to share a bathroom with him which is … scary but you looked in there and it looks clean at least

also there’s some candles in there

……. he definitely takes candlelit baths like a widow just returning from her rich husbands funeral after he left her everything in the will

king

he seems nice and funny and you appear to have a similar sense of humor …. you’re in

you’re about to tell him you’ll think about it so that you don’t come off as too excited

but then change your mind and jump up and down and tell him you’re IN and you’ll help cover the rent and cook sometimes and bake him cookies and

he stops you after cookies with a hand over your mouth

“you are perfect. please move in immediately”

you smile under his hand and hope he can’t feel your cheeks getting absolutely BLAZING hot

(he 100% can)

((and he thinks it’s really CUTE))

you grab the hand that’s over your mouth and give it a shake and tell him in a southern accent that it’s a deal pardner and he SNORTS

it was cute

you move in as quickly as possible and his band mates come over to help you move everything !!

you’re high key embarrassed to let all these literally gorgeous men into your tiny little apartment and touch all your stuff

but after talking to each of them for like 5 seconds you quickly see they’re all a bunch of nerds and you would trust them with your life

wonpil loses his MIND when he sees your little plushy collection on your bed he thinks you’re the cutest person on the whole planet

he tells jae that’s he’s the luckiest man on earth when he thinks you’re not listening

you ARE though and you stop what you’re doing to give him a big ol hug and tell him he’s an angel

sungjin disapproves of how you’ve been living and asks if you’ve been eating enough and then turns on jae with a finger like U BETTER FEED HER

brian is so intimidatingly beautiful you can’t look him in the eye until you’re all eating ramen and you watch him choke to near death and then immediately go make himself another cup

relatable

dowoon looked lost and you immediately took him under your wing and you’ve been babying him ever since

you made jae take the box full of your plates and mugs and such bc it was too heavy for your Little Angel

“please y/n i am literally the strongest of all of us let me carry things. jae is going to keel over and die”

“nonsense !!! you’re a growing boy you need rest”

“please i literally punched a HOLE in a WALL on ACCIDENT and jae has a grass allergy i promise i will be fine”

regardless of the absolute struggle it was to coordinate everyone and get all your stuff to jae’s you are FINALLY moved in

your room is obviously not the master but you weren’t gonna be like Sorry Jae I Need The Master Bedroom Move Out Xoxo

it’s cute and you brought your own furniture and some posters and decor that you had all over your old apartment

basically you just condensed it all into one room

and the boys gave you a housewarming present and it was just a picture of them performing with you badly photoshopped next to jae playing the triangle

it wasn’t even framed they just taped it to the wall

typical

after all the moving in the boys leave you and jae to settle in but the moving was TIRING so

you’re already asleep on the couch

……….typical

jae just shakes his head and covers you with one of his large sweatshirts because for some reason he only owns one blanket and it’s on his bed and he doesn’t know where yours are

he’s literally HELPLESS

you wake up with a dry mouth at 3 in the morning and smile at jaes sweater barely covering your curled up body

you hold it up and it says “i like ugly” in tiny font .

this boy is perfect

you put it on and climb in your actual bed and decide to make him breakfast tomorrow for being such an angel

you set an ALARM that’s commitment if i’ve ever seen it

you make him pancakes and and coffee and when he comes out wearing a sweatshirt similar to the one you’re wearing and the rattiest sweatpants you’ve ever seen he doesn’t even notice anything at first

nd then he rubs his eyes and just stares

“y/n i’m gonna cry i haven’t had breakfast since 2008”

you laugh and launch yourself at him because he’s That cute

“you’re so cute thank you for letting me be your roommate !!!!”

he ruffles your hair and then sets his chin on top of your head

“thanks for breakfast, sunshine. even if this is also as early as i’ve been awake since 2008”

you pinch his side at that and then go to serve him a heaping pile of pancakes bc he’s skinny and he needs it

“alright noodle eat up!!”

“did you just call me noodle?”

“yes, look at yourself”

“.. that’s fair”

you guys chat over breakfast and thank GOD it’s a sunday and neither of you have shit to do

other than laundry

you force yourself not to mom him when he just puts it all in one machine and sets it on cold and leaves .

it hurts tho

instead of being productive while you wait you have multiple staring contests

jae keeps accusing you of saying he blinked when he didn’t

“i didn’t blink my eyes just look like that !!!! they are small and asian are you racist or something??”

“shut UP i won >:((((“

after the laundry is done you go your separate ways and jae heads out to band practice and it’s your very first time …

alone in your own apartment

naturally you take off your pants and dance around for at least 10 minutes

you didn’t even realize that since your roommate is a dude you can’t just ….. not wear pants

a travesty !!!

honestly let him try to stop you from going braless though. let him try.

you laze around and try to get caught up on your favorite shows and organize your room and then it gets late and you decide you’re going to make a MEAL for dinner

like a WHOLE . MEAL.

we’re going all out

you tie your hair up and put on your cooking sweater which is just a disgusting old sweatshirt covered with stains that hangs almost to the middle of your thighs

everyone needs one

next step is MUSIC because if you cook without it you just feel sad

we’re pulling out the oldies mix that’s right

i’m talking ELO, reo speedwagon, the doobie brothers we’re getting DOWN !!!!!

perhaps we’ll sprinkle some queen in there in honor of the movie that just came out

regardless you’re head banging while you chop vegetables

extremely unsafe but entirely necessary

jae comes home in the middle of your dramatic rendition of bohemian rhapsody where you attempt to sing every single part including the operatic harmonies

you are literally on your knees singing dramatically when the door opens and he comes out of the foyer to see YOU on the FLOOR wearing NO PANTS and singing QUEEN

you may just be ……. the most perfect woman he’s ever met in his life

he joins you because what the fuck else is he supposed to do

he comes in on the high GALILEO and then air guitars THE FUCK out of the next part while you literally thrash

i’m telling you it was one of the most taxing things you’ve ever done

you finish out the song and then fist bump for respect

“something smells good but also something smells burning”

and you scream because OH NO THE GARLIC BREAD

((it’s not even that burnt jae is just weird about smells …… grass allergy headass))

after the fake crisis is averted you finish up and the both of you FEAST while watching cheesy christmas movies and booing at love

you’re both . that bitter huh

also want to note that at some point you discreetly put sleep shorts on so you could pretend you hadn’t been pantless and possibly flashing your day of the week underwear to your roommate of like 36 hours

and when you’re literally seconds away from sleep jae boops you on the nose

like . kinda hard

“hey go to sleep this couch is not comfortable i promise”

“shut up you’re BONEY everything is uncomfortable for you”

“okay now you’re just being mean get your ass in bed”

“sorryyy :((((“

“yea yea go away weirdo”

you tell him goodnight and hug him extra tight in apology and he pats your head so like. all is forgiven hehe

that night when you flop in bed and wrap yourself around one of your pillows you’re pretty damn pleased with your roommate choice

time skip you and jae have almost 0 boundaries other than the necessary ones that keep you Platonic Friends and not Married Couple

which is basically just any affection beyond hugs nd the occasional snuggle

you heard me

the boys are in your apartment . all the time

literally all the time

and wonpil drunk cries to your stuffed animals about never finding love

PLEASE someone save him please

nights like those you and jae go full parent mode because everyone’s drunk so sungjin can’t do it himself

he’s too busy literally breakdancing in your living room

he moved the coffee table out of the way and everything

after everyone is put in beds (dowoon gets to deal with wonpil‘s cry snuggling … sorry)

you and jae always collapse on the couch actually exhausted because you both have weak cardiovascular health and you just carried four full grown men

you end up leaned up against each other for support and then sagging until one of you falls over onto their back and the other just follows

it varies which one of you ends up the big spoon and it’s so CUTE when you do

you think jae pushes you over a little because he likes it too but he would rather die than admit he likes being snuggled so

you’ll fall over onto your back and jae will pretend to be surprised but then wriggle up your body until he’s half on top of you and half on the side with his head resting just under your chin

his hair is FLUFFY and it TICKLES you so you have to move it so you can sleep !

that’s what you tell yourself when you comb his hair down with your fingers

you pretend not to hear him sigh and feel it against the skin of your neck

you also pretend he hasn’t wrapped both arms around your rib cage like a vice and is not letting go anytime soon

cutie :(

he tucks his forehead into your neck and you physically feel his whole body relax and wow . so this is what peace is like

of course it lasts for 5 whole seconds before wonpil let’s out an actual wail and dowoon is urgently whispering shut the fuck up PLEASE SHUT UP

jae snorts against your neck and gives a minute shake of his head, splaying his hand across your ribs and tugging you farther into his hold

first of all. that ticKLES and it takes every shred of self control not to squirm

second: at this point he’s practically trying to fuse your bodies together really you cannot physically get closer than you are

you’re absolutely enjoying it though so you wrap your arms around him and settle in with one leg flopped over his and a blanket you pulled off the floor haphazardly thrown over the two of you

he’s such a SNUGGLE BUG you can barely believe it

he just loves to pretend he’s some angsty lonely dude who plays guitar and SKATEBOARDS like the giant cliche he is

when actually he is a Big Baby

he texts you to calculate the tip for him whenever he’s out to eat with the boys because he “swore off math in 2014”

he asks you if his outfits are okay nd he always looks like an old man but you still tell him it’s good

you think so at least <33

you can read each other so well it’s scary

you’ll walk in the living room and jae will be like NOPE i’m leaving

and you’re like what :(((((((

and he’s like i just KNOW you’re about to yell about random shit we both personally have no control over and it gives me ~anxiety~

“okay well i was just gonna say that global warming is a real proble-“

“LA LA LA I CANT HEAR YOU”

(he thinks global warming is real he just. doesn’t want to talk abt it bc he knows you will Never Shut Up once you start)

you hand him coffee on his way out in the mornings when you know he has a long day ahead and he pats you on the head in thanks every time

jae cooks for you too !!! we love equality

he sticks to pretty simple stuff but he was living alone for a while so he had to know at least a little so he could like. survive

and believe it or not the both of you are not always sunshine and daffodils

when you’re upset he always knows and makes sure to be there if you need anything but basically just leave you alone

he has a tendency to misread the situation and think it’s still cool for him to joke around but you are Actually Angry

and it’s gotten him into lots of trouble so instead he is supportive from afar and does his best to be not offensive

when he’s upset he’s usually super mopey and writes sad song lyrics all day

you forcefully drag him out of his room to make sure he eats and do your best to cheer him up by whatever means necessary

you’ve embarrassed yourself just to hear that laugh of his

the one where he opens his mouth really wide and gasps a little and his eyes squeeze shut

……… fuckin cute

anyways you guys are just dating already but don’t even realize

until one of your coworkers asks you to come out after work and you say no

and it’d be Friendly and Normal if you did it because you promised jae you would cook that night

or you had made plans with him or something

but you were just uncomfortable doing any of that kind of stuff with some Not Jae guy

and after that your eyes are ~wide open~ sister

you find yourself giggling a little too long when he jokes around with you

you can’t help it okay his presence is like a RUSH of serotonin

and imagining yourself doing couple things with jae

turning your usual dinner outings into dates in your head where he holds your hand as he drives and sits next to you in the booth so he can sling a long arm around your shoulders

you let yourself become the slightest bit more affectionate

tucking yourself under his chin every night before you split to your separate rooms

tugging on his hand to get his attention and then playing with his long fingers

you know he notices because god damn how could he not notice ??

he has literally bad vision but he can read the signs

This Ain’t His First Rodeo

he is hesitant to become involved with someone he depends on so much

the age old dilemma of wanting someone but then being afraid to lose them because of it

he wouldn’t admit it but you were quite literally the light of his life

he had been so lonely in his apartment before, living off of instant ramen simply because he didn’t want to cook anything and holing up in his room writing about loneliness and being lost

then you showed up with your bright eyes and took every weird quirk of his in stride and nagged him about eating better and washing his clothes “properly”

(he thinks when you say “properly” you just mean your own way but that’s besides the point)

he even liked when you would take his glasses and wear them and do terrible impressions of him because you looked so CUTE in them

he thinks you’d look cute in all of his belongings but again

are the both of you ready to cross that line?

of course u are lol what else am i supposed to write about

fourth wall break: over

okay so wonpil keeps coming over when he knows jae is gone to try to convince you that the two of you are in love and should get married and have little mini jaes and whatnot

you inform him that he’s CRAZY and that jae thinks of you as a roommate and friend and that’s IT

and as much as you want to think you’re denying wonpil because you’re embarrassed you’re starting to actually believe it

he’s never shown any sort of real interest in you that is out of the realm of Friendly Roommates

and yeah sometimes you guys snuggle but wonpil is literally wrapped around your right arm at this very second so . not valid

wonpil is basically BEGGING at this point for you to see what he sees

which is jae actually being sickeningly in love with you

even if you did believe him at all …. that’s an exaggeration and you both know it

“y/n he’s writing a SONG. about YOU. that boy love loves you. big time”

“people write songs for their friends all the time”

“not jae !! he’s never written a song that hasn’t been about love or loss, you choose which one you’ll be”

“oh shit that was deep”

“i know right? can you believe i came up with that on the spot? wig.”

and then you smack him for being a fckin twitter stan and continue with your argument

jae walks in just as it starts to get physical

wonpil is latched onto your leg as you squirm and wiggle around trying to throw the LEECH off your leg

jae detaches him with a well placed finger between his ribs that makes him squeal Very Loudly and let go

unfortunately you had been leaning all your weight to one side to counteract wonpil and when he let go you went careening sideways

jae just barely grabbed your wrist and yanked you back up

and then you stumbled into him and he stumbles and you both almost fall before getting your shit together

you’re standing pressed together with his feet spread apart so that you’re a little bit closer to his height as you latch onto his shoulders for balance

one of his arms slides around your middle to hold you against him while he used the other to make sure his guitar case doesn’t just fall off his shoulder

wonpil is on the ground holding his rib cage and fake crying when jae goes

“enough wonpil i could hear you yelling like a block away what is going on here???”

you peep out a nothing !!! at the same time wonpil yells

“i’m trying to convince y/n of TRUE LOVE that’s what”

“oh …. y/n is in love?”

“y/n is in DENIAL”

you plead with him to stop please wonpil

and he is relentlessly ranting about how you refuse to “see the light” and how happy you could be

jae sees that this is actually upsetting you from your flushed cheeks and furrowed eyebrows and the way you clutch the hem of his sweatshirt

“alright that’s enough. wonpil go home you lovesick fool”

wonpil trudges out and gives you a sneaky kiss on the cheek

jae has to hold you back when you lunge after him

after you’ve calmed down he slowly slides his arm from being wrapped around your middle to just barely brushing your back

you didn’t mean to get so worked up but like . wonpil is good at that okay

and he was basically going to out you to jae ????:??:!:?:$,&3!:8;

that’s a stressful event

you feel your breathing even out and you sigh in frustration

“i’m sorry y/n, he does that sometimes :/“

“it’s fine it was just . a lot”

“yeah”

you stand in silence for a good minute when jae drops his hand from your back and ducks his chin

“was he…. telling the truth?”

and you want to die because wonpil wasn’t even there and you’re still getting outed !!!!

“which part?”

“the part where you’re in love with someone”

“i wouldn’t say ….. love”

“oh”

and this is just painful so you take a deep breath and just

“okay listen i really really get it if you don’t return the feelings and it’s fine i just … please don’t kick me out i really love living here and all your band members coming over and i even love wonpil !!!! even though he’s a little crazy !!! and i love your fat cat mr.crackers and dancing around to old green day and watching shitty romance movies just to make fun of them and i just don’t want this to end!! we can forget it ever happened and i swear i’ll just. get over it or something and i-“

“okay don’t get too hasty about forgetting it i haven’t even said anything yet”

you stare at him wide eyed

“i’m sorry . what.”

“i can’t believe it took wonpil bodily attacking you for you to say that”

and then he drops his guitar with a thud and steps into your space to slide a warm hand around the nape of your neck

he pulls you closer and stops when your noses brush

“is this okay?” he whispers

“why are you whispering?” you whisper back

“shut up” he breathes right back

he smiles and then tugs you forward and tilts his head down to plant his lips on yours

he’s soft and tentative and pulls away after just a few seconds to press kisses to your cheeks and the tip of your nose

“if it’s worth anything i like you too,”

“are you kidding me that’s worth EVERYTHING ???”

and then you pounce on him and bury your face into the dip of his shoulder because you can’t reach his neck

damn skyscraper

he stumbles at first but then smiles down at your flushed face absolutely squished against his bony chest

he thinks it’s cute though and cranes his neck down to lay his cheek across the top of your head and loop his arms around you

dating jae is even better than you thought it would be !!!

wonpil wasn’t lying when he said jae was writing a song for you and when he plays it for you and sings so sweetly you cry your fckin eyes out

and he’s laughing and pulling you in to situate you on his lap with his guitar long forgotten leaning against the couch and asking you when you became such a softie

you look up at him with tears in your eyelashes and love in your eyes and he positively melts

he kisses your forehead and ruffles your hair and calls you kid like he didn’t just profess his undying love for you through song like the cliche he is

the two of you spend the whole night wrapped up in each other, expressing all the affection you’d missed out on in the last few weeks

you hadn’t realized how…. touchy jae is until now

he can barely function without his good morning kiss

“y/n i am a weak, weak man pls give me a kiss or else i won’t make it through the day,”

..you also hadn’t realized he was this dramatic lmao

the boys supremely unsurprised when they burst into your apartment to find you straddling jae with your fingers in his hair

i’m telling you they don’t even PAUSE in their steps they just look at you and acknowledge it

and then brian just …. takes a seat next to you guys and is like

“are y’all done i wanna watch this redbox movie and return it tonight before i gotta pay for another day”

you’re both cherry red in the face and untangle yourselves in astonishment at his casual tone

dowoon is rummaging around in your fridge and calls out from the kitchen that the two of you were the most obvious people on the planet and that the rest of the band was in the same boat as wonpil they just weren’t absolute psychos

wonpil: this is true but i resent that

all of you settle back into a comfortable dynamic

you’re super happy that your relationship with jae didn’t make anything weird

it probably helped that the very first night that jae mentioned in passing that you were cute and the band had never let it go since

it also probably helped when wonpil pointed out your actual literal heart eyes the first time you saw jae

……………. they were just waiting for it to happen tbh

anyways

nowadays you spend your mornings parting ways with a kiss and your evenings snuggled up together on the couch exchanging eskimo kisses and sweet nothings and you couldn’t be happier

<3

[thankyoumskobayashi]

TGCF Snakes On a Plane AU starring Ban Yue as an orphan with a collection of 3,000 snakes which she brings with her on a journey to an orphanage. General Ke Mo is the long-suffering pilot, Pei Ming is that asshole who hits on women, Pei Su is his biologist son who is embarrassed by his very existence. Eventually Pei Su helps Ban Yue in collecting all her precious snakes and putting them back in their containers. 

Xie Lian feels his bad luck caused the snakes to break loose, but San Lang (who gave him his window seat and spent the whole flight flirting with him) insists the problem is the quality of the duct tape instead. Bc there was duct tape used on the boxes.... not the smartest idea but how else is an orphan going to load 3,000 snakes on a plane????

By the end of this experience, Xie Lian's Dad Instincts have been activated, Pei Su is ready to become Ban Yue's older brother, and Ke Mo (who has a secret fear of snakes) just wants to retire so he can leave this plane forever. By the end of it, Hua Cheng has bought several things online that Xie Lian mentioned he had to do without, and even put his info in Xie Lian's phone.

Ling Wen fixed the plane in midair because she used to be a mechanic, and since knowing practical stuff like engines helps her fix the plane she saves them enough to let Ke Mo land the plane. I feel like she wouldn't panic even if snakes are falling on her, so she probably fixed the engine wearing at least 3 snakes as a scarf. Any more snakes and she'd probably put them on the nearest item so she can move around.

Also by the end of it Ling Wen wants to keep her scarf snakes bc she likes having the company. Xie Lian wants to adopt one too, but only a snake that's going to grow up small. Hua Cheng immediately orders luxury snake cages, immediately trying to curry favor with him.

Jun Wu is an old grandpa and he offers to take some of the snakes until Ban Yue finds a home. He's only ever had dogs but he'll be damned if he can't learn.

At the start of the airplane ride, Feng Xin and Mu Qing fought for the window seat in front of Xie Lian, eventually Mu Qing won. Behind them Hua Cheng smiled and pointedly offered Xie Lian his window seat. He slipped his arm around Xie Lian's shoulders and the two bickering before only turned their heads around to glare at this rando for daring to make a move on their friend.

Hua Cheng was some rich kid who was saved from a concussion when a ball from a baseball game went flying towards him at high speeds. Little Xie Lian, who was also sitting nearby and had brought a glove, reached over and caught it. He gave it to Hua Cheng with a sigh, telling him to be careful from then on. Hua Cheng had asked his name, and Xie Lian had unwittingly told him. From then on, Hua Cheng tried to unsuccessfully gain Xie Lian's attention.

They had both gotten into the same college. Hua Cheng despaired in his first year, however, groaning hopelessly among the stacks. Xie Lian, who was scribbling a paper nearby, reached over and handed the last of his snacks to this random depressed person among the bookshelves. He was obviously hungry- his stomach confirmed that- yet he gave away the last of his food with some encouraging words and returned to writing.

He didn't know how many times Hua Cheng stopped by his dorm room, awed, reverent, yet kept away by the glares of Xie Lian's roommates. They knew their friend was gay, and they knew assholes would want to date him, so they did their best to keep him from meeting Hua Cheng.

Even the handwritten note thanking Xie Lian for saving him didn't seem adequate. Hua Cheng tore it up and flopped dramatically on his bed. He'd seen Xie Lian that morning and that was enough to inspire him to keep going.

When college was over, he went back to whatever his parents wanted him to do, but it wasn't enough. He kept checking on what Xie Lian would be doing, until finally he overheard Xie Lian excitedly telling Feng Xin and Mu Qing about the trip they were going to take. So Hua Cheng could only book a ticket on the same plane trip.

Mu Qing had the nerve to snark at Hua Cheng. "Break our best friend's heart, playboy, and we'll break your face."

"Believe me, you'd have to bring me back to life to kill me a fourth time if that ever happened," Hua Cheng just laughed.

"San Lang, you're so funny," Xie Lian murmured. "How would they find your soul the 2nd time, let alone the 4th??"

"I'd die several times over before breaking your heart Gege." Hua Cheng tossed him a red stress ball with silver butterflies on it making a pattern like the stitches on a baseball. Xie Lian caught it, tracing his fingers over that unique pattern.

"Here, keep this. It's my promise to you." He stretched, yawning, curling his hand around Xie Lian's shoulder, making him go red and shift awkwardly in surprise.

Throughout the whole plane ride, Xie Lian's getting hit on by this guy who he assumes is an Airplane Rando, but Hua Cheng is talking to him like they're already close. Maybe he's just a really forward person??

Behind them is this little kid who looks scared and uncertain. She is holding her favorite pet snake and looks terrified.

Xie Lian immediately lends her a dog-eared copy of his favorite book to cheer her up. He gives out crayons, coloring books, pencils- you name it. Ban Yue is having a grand old time, coloring flowers in while she tells Xie Lian about how she's bringing all her snakes with her. By this time the snakes are escaping their boxes, but haven't reached the cabin yet.

Ban Yue loves snakes because they're chill, great listeners, and she has someone to protect. Xie Lian tells her that's wonderful, and if her favorite snake is her only one.

By this point, the snakes have found the cabin's ventilation shaft. They are free from their cardboard prison and spread out to explore this large metal box.

Pilot Ke Mo hits some turbulence. Passenger Ling Wen, who was just flipping through engine forums, slams her laptop shut as she hears something go wrong with the plane. She makes her way to the attendant and whispers a plan as the plane's nose dips unsteadily.

Xie Lian buries his face in his hands. "I knew I shouldn't have gone on this trip! Now our plane is going to crash."

"Gege won't crash, I'll protect you with my body so you'll never hit the floor," Hua Cheng draws him to his chest and murmurs comfortingly.

"Shameless!"

"Too shameless!"

"Don't listen to them, Gege. They are jealous of our love~"

Xie Lian resists the urge to ask how he can fall in love with someone he doesn't even know, when he turns around and sees Ban Yue squinting at the vents.

She holds not just her favorite snake, but two now.

"That's funny, I could have sworn I only brought this one with me. How on earth could the others..."

Screams of anger and shouts of alarm echo throughout the plane. The flight attendant had let mechanic Ling Wen have a look at the airplane, and was then notifying pilot Ke Mo of the situation. Ke Mo agreed to make gentle spirals to slow their descent and give Ling Wen time to fix things. However, he wouldn't have anticipated a snake dropping into his lap so that he'd scream and lurch the whole plane forwards!!!

Screams echo throughout the cabin; other passengers must be feeling similarly.

Xie Lian takes all his luggage out of his bag and gives it to Ban Yue for collecting her snakes in. He then picks up the snake around his neck and drops it in there. Hua Cheng immediately offers to put Xie Lian's stuff in with his own stuff. Xie Lian is grateful.

Xie Lian and Ban Yue go down the aisle collecting snakes and apologizing to the over passengers. Jun Wu is deadpan handing over his snake and asks if he can keep it.

Ban Yue is shocked but shakes her head. These are her snakes, and she knows how to take care of them thank you very much.

They continue in this way until Xie Lian is bitten by a snake. Hua Cheng runs up immediately because he "wants to suck out the venom" but Xie Lian stops him by asking what's the point of Hua Cheng also ingesting it too.

"The point is that if anything happens to you, I won't forgive myself!"

Pei Su who has been calmly reading the newspaper this whole time, clears his throat. "Actually, it doesn't have the proper markings. This snake is not venomous."

Ban Yue's eyes lit up. A fellow snake expert?

Soon Pei Su is explaining to whoever is nearby what kind of snake has just landed on them. He joins the crew going down the aisle stuffing snakes into Xie Lian's bag. Eventually, they run out of bag and Ban Yue thinks to check the duct tape on her packaging... d*mn, did the duct tape get loose again?!? She'd have to check and see. A bad feeling for that mechanic arose within her.

Meanwhile in the cockpit, Ke Mo is hollering mad and shaking with fright. "I have HAD IT up to Here with these MOTHER F*CKING SNAKES on this MOTHER F*CKING PLANE!!!" as more and more of the snakes drop from the vents. He has truly tried to stop the plane from landing right away but his stress is mounting.

Meanwhile Ling Wen is fixing the plane while covered in snakes and completely unfazed abt it. She wipes sweat off her brow and pets the snakes hanging off her arms. A look of concentration crosses her face as she adjusts some more things. "Almost there..."

THANKS FOR READING SO FAR BUT IM REALLY FUCKING TIRED. I GOT OUT ALL MY IMPORTANT PLANNING THOUGHTS SO I MIGHT ORGANIZE THIS INTO A PROPER FIC IN THE FUTURE. STAY TUNED

[vengefulblue]

85 questions

tagged by @psychicmoth : thx fi <3

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people (i'm not tagging ppl, soz. do it if you want, maybe tag me if you want me to see it?? since i'm never on tumblr)

— what was your last…

1. drink: water 2. phone call: asking my sister for a ride 3. text message: i don't have a cell, but uhh,, my last dm was talking abt unironically using emoticons 4. song you listened to: affection by cigarettes after sex 5. time you cried: this morning, reading a stressful fic update (it was good, just sadsadsad)

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: yes, we were engaged for a while too - i should have listened to younger me's instincts 7. kissed someone and regretted it: yes 8. been cheated on: yes, at least once - probably more than i know abt 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: literally since my earliest memories 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: yep, vodka is evil

— fave colours

12. all the blues!! 13. grey 14. black

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: yes <3 all my twitter mutuals 16. fallen out of love: yes (thank god) 17. laughed until you cried: yes 18. found out someone was talking about you: no 19. met someone who changed you: yes! a person who is *just like me*, who every time we talk we find out more ways we are the same person 20. found out who your friends are: yes? probably 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: no, i haven't kissed anyone in almost a year and a half  :c  i am lonely boye

— general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: all of them except maybe 2? i was in middle school when facebook was popular, and everyone added literally everyone they knew (or who even had any friend in common)... so i still need to unfriend all the kids i went to school with, but i'm lazy 23. do you have any pets: juno kitty!! she is almost 4 (1 may) and she is lovely. i've had her since she was 8 weeks old, so she’s grown up to be exactly like me 24. do you want to change your name: yes. jensen isn't legally my name: it was meant to be temporary to help ppl adjust to calling me something different, but i still haven't found a better "permanent name" so i haven't done the legal thing yet. when i turn 25, i'll do that, whether i'm called jensen or something else (feel free to suggest names that fit me, fr) 25. what did you do for your last birthday: sit at home and eat seafood and drink champagne 26. what time did you wake up today: 4am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: i was passed out in an armchair 28. what is something you can’t wait for: 21 july i'm going to see dnp in schenectady with @daggerdove !!!! <3 30. what are you listening to right now: falsettos obcr 31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: there were 2 toms in my class, plus one the year below me, so yes

32. something that’s getting on your nerves: my dumbass school has changed their structure & program requirements drastically, with no warning, so i might have to apply & transfer to a different school, or else get a job. i want to scream and cry and break something and die (i'm doing none of those things, but i'm v v upset)

33. most visited website: twitter & youtube 34. hair colour: dark brown, nearly black 35. long or short hair: i like short hair but i'm trying to grow mine to shoulder length bc i haven't had it like that in abt 6 yrs?? and i think i might be able to do it in a way that's pretty but still boyish

36. do you have a crush on someone: i don't think so. it's hard to tell for sure bc i feel friendship and romantic feelings very similarly (i'm demiromantic, and i am always slightly in love with my friends??) but i don't have anyone i particularly want to date rn, just many ppl i would like to cuddle and maybe kiss on their cheeks and forehead

37. what do you like about yourself: i think i’m funny, and i care so much abt ppl 38. want any piercings: want more ear piercings (2nd, 3rd, cartilage) 39. blood type: A+ 40. nicknames: jenn (i do not like, is only ok for family) - i want better nicknames but nobody gives me nicknames :(( 41. relationship status: single 42. sign: double capricorn, taurus moon 43. pronouns: he/him or they/them 44. fave tv show: probably bake off or steven universe 45. tattoos: no, i might get some one day 46. right or left handed: right 47: ever had surgery: yes 48. piercings: ears? other than that, no 49. sport: no (maybe swimming if that counts) 50. vacation: ehm, someplace warm and sunny? i live in a cold cloudy place & i've only been on vacation once in my life 51. trainers: high tops or sand shoes (??? idk what to call these, the slip on canvas sneakers)

— more general

52. eating: i’m gonna have rajma chawal, but i haven’t done the rice yet 53. drinking: tea, in a moment 54. i’m about to watch: water boil 55. waiting for: sister to leave 56. want: warm squishy cuddles 57. get married: yes, tho i don't believe marriage should exist as a distinct legal institution, different from other contracts - legal things abt taxes, child rearing/acquisition, etc shouldn’t be affected by personal promises in that way 58. career: ???? no fuckin clue m8 - tbh i just wanna be a house spouse (lol rhyme) and read books and cook and raise babies, but that's not exactly realistic, so maybe writer?? english teacher?? office drone?? probavly office drone  >_<

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses: hugs </3 someone pls come cuddle me?? 60. lips or eyes: eyes 61. shorter or taller: tall masc folks, short femme folks 62. older or younger: older masc folks, younger femme folks 63. nice arms or stomach: arms <3 64. hookup or relationships: relationship 65. troublemaker or hesitant: no?? i like decisive but gentle & sweet - no trouble, no wishy-washy-ness

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger: no 67. drank hard liquor: yes 68. turned someone down: yes 69. sex on first date: kinda?? not really, but something like that 70: broken someone’s heart: maybe 71. had your heart broken: yes 72. been arrested: no 73. cried when someone died: yes 74. fallen for a friend: always

— do you believe in

75. yourself: not usually 76. miracles: absolutely 77. love at first sight: not exactly, but a bit? i believe in recognizing compatibility and “clicking” the first time you meet, but not 100% full blown romantic love 78. santa claus: no  e_e 79. angels: ye

— misc

80. eye colour: mostly brown, but they go a bit greeny-hazel sometimes 81. best friend’s name: probably jenna. i don't hang out with anyone but she's my only irl friend... & if mutuals count, i talk most at jolisa & morgan & corinne & soph (& anu, who is a more recent mutual <3) i don’t talk to menace (yes that is what i call them) so much, but we are twins at so many things that i consider them v good friend 82. favourite movie: moonrise kingdom 83. favourite actor: my auntie hanne <3 idk if she's like, good? it's been a few years since i watched anything she was in. but i love her, so she's my favorite (she was in ideal and a movie called dread)

84. favourite cartoon: thundercats made me a furry, so ???? and inuyasha also, it was my first actual full realization that i was bi (bc jfc i wanted to be in a inuyasha/kagome sandwich) 85. favourite teacher’s name: kerrin mccadden - taught creative writing in high school, best coolest teacher ever, and she's an amazing poet (google her!!)

[plastic--hearts]

I Loved You

day eleven of ‘one day, one fic - september’

prompt: not rly a prompt, just heavily based on the “I Loved You” M/V by Day6

pairing: socky

word count: ~2708

note: they’re all in the same grade bc I’m too tired to worry about age differences. also, big thank you to Chels (@lee-dongminhyuk) for letting me work this out with her, and for always being down to scream abt Day6

“I still can't believe Jiyu and Bin broke up,” Sanha whispered, turning to face Minhyuk. “To be honest, I didn't think they were a good match.”

“Of course,” Minhyuk muttered, writing down the problem their teacher had just left on the board.

“She's just too sweet for him.”

Minhyuk had to make a conscious effort not to roll his eyes. Sanha had been pining over Jiyu since their first year of high school. Now, they were in their final year, and Minhyuk couldn't believe it was still going strong. “Okay.”

“I’m surprised, you know. She's so close with Myungjun, I expected something to happen there.”

Minhyuk shrugged, not answering this time. He didn't know what else he could say to his blond friend. The more he answered, the more Sanha would talk.

Don’t get him wrong: he would much rather listen to Sanha speak than their teacher. He could listen to Sanha speak for ages. However, Jiyu wasn’t exactly his favourite conversation topic. She was nice, sure, and pretty, but every time her name fell from Sanha’s lips, Minhyuk felt his chest tighten. He said her name with such fondness, a fondness that Minhyuk wanted to feel.

And so, he didn’t say a word, choosing to focus on the class instead.

--

The next day went similarly. Sanha and Minhyuk were sitting with their friends in the classroom, waiting for their teacher to arrive. Out of the corner of his eye, however, Minhyuk noticed Sanha’s gaze trailed on him. He turned his head to look at his friend, but Sanha’s attention wasn’t actually on Minhyuk. Rather, it was on something to Minhyuk’s left, and when he turned to look, he wished he hadn’t. Jiyu was sitting at the table beside theirs, laughing softly as Myungjun made a funny face. Along with Jinwoo, the three of them were rarely ever seen apart, which Minhyuk found somewhat sweet. Not that he’d ever admit it.

Minhyuk sighed softly, directing his attention back to the conversation. If he had had the energy, maybe he would’ve said something to Sanha for being so obvious. Right then, though, he just wanted class to start.

“Minhyuk,” Sanha whispered, 20 minutes into the class. “Do you want to hang out today? Go get ice-cream?”

Minhyuk chuckled softly. “Since when do you ask so early? Of course.”

Sanha grinned, braces glinting, and Minhyuk let his own lips turn up into a smile.

“You’re paying?” Minhyuk asked Sanha as they exited their school building at the end of the day.

Sanha, of course, just made a cute face, knowing fully well that Minhyuk would crack.

“Okay, fine,” Minhyuk sighed. “Let’s go.” He truly was a sucker.

Sanha skipped alongside Minhyuk as they made their way to the ice-cream parlor, and Minhyuk’s soft smile never left his face. Sanha had a way of making him smile with everything he did, and yet he was blissfully unaware. Blissfully unaware of the way he made Minhyuk feel as light as a feather, and Minhyuk intended to keep it that way.

When they got there, Sanha immediately got two scoops of strawberry ice-cream, smiling widely when the old lady behind the counter handed the cone to him.

“No sprinkles?” Minhyuk asked, eyeing the pink scoops. “That’s unlike you.”

“I didn’t want to charge you extra.”

Minhyuk smiled at the sentiment, shaking his head. “Go ahead, get your sprinkles.”

Sanha grinned, eyes alight with both disbelief and excitement, and turned back to the counter. Minhyuk watched as he eagerly pointed to the rainbow sprinkles. He would basically be broke after this purchase, but to see Sanha smile like that was worth all the money in the world.

And when Sanha asked why Minhyuk only got one scoop of chocolate ice-cream in a cup, he just shrugged and said he didn’t want anything else.

They sat at a table by the front window, Sanha immediately attacking his cone. Minhyuk laughed at his friend’s eagerness and pulled out his phone, snapping a couple pictures of the sight.

“Minhyuk!” Sanha whined, but couldn’t help his laughter. “Stop!”

“Nope.” Minhyuk smiled before leaning across the table and licking Sanha’s ice-cream.

“Hey!” The blond protested and moved his cone out of reach.

“I paid for it!” Minhyuk laughed, wiping a trace of pink ice-cream off his nose.

Sanha huffed, causing him to laugh again.

He couldn’t help but wonder what they looked like to onlookers. Did they simply look like best friends, enjoying ice-cream on a hot day? Minhyuk wondered whether this was what it would be like to go on a date with Sanha. After they’d finish, Minhyuk would hold his hand and take him to see the ducks in the park just a block over. They would sit by the pond and skip stones, and maybe Minhyuk would be brave enough to kiss his cheek at the end of the day.

But of course, that was just a daydream. Sanha in front of him wasn’t his date; they were simply the best of friends, nothing less but also nothing more. And when they walked to the duck pond, they didn’t hold hands, nor did Minhyuk try to kiss him.

He did, however, let Sanha make him happy, even if he had to keep it a secret. He would rather take the secret to his grave than lose his best friend.

--

When Minhyuk saw the keychain, he knew he needed it.

It didn’t matter that it was in the middle of a grocery store. The keychain was cute and he would be damned if he didn’t get it for Sanha. He took it off the hook gently and placed it in the shopping cart, ignoring his mum’s questioning gaze.

“That doesn’t look like something you’d like.”

“It’s for Sanha,” Minhyuk offered, busying himself with looking at the different types of tea.

Minhyuk’s mum opened her mouth to say something but seemed to decide against it. Minhyuk was thankful for that. He had managed to keep his feelings under wraps for this long and had no intention of letting his facade slip. Of course, it helped if he wasn’t asked about it,

When he got home and had finished putting away the groceries, he texted Sanha.

minhyuk [5:13pm] park in 10?

sanha [5:13pm] sure :-)

Every weekend they would go to the park, even if just for a little while. It started when they first met, back in middle school, and carried on as more of a tradition than a fun outing.

Pocketing the keychain, he stepped out of his house and began walking. Once he got to the park, he made a beeline for the pull-up bars and, within seconds, was hanging upside down from the highest one. He always waited for Sanha like this, since it always roused a smile from the blond boy.

He pulled the keychain out of his pocket to contemplate it. It was a little patchwork creature, maybe a bunny of sorts, with yellow buttons for eyes. On the cheeks were sewn little red hearts, which was what initially made Minhyuk think of Sanha.

He looked up from the little bunny to see Sanha approaching and closed his hand around the small gift to hide it.

“Minhyuk,” Sanha greeted as he walked up to his friend, an amused smile on his face. “I’m always worried that you’re going to fall.”

“Ah, don’t worry your cute self over me,” Minhyuk teased. He pushed himself up, and after some maneuvering, jumped down in front of Sanha. He slipped the keychain back into his pocket, deciding he’d give it to Sanha at the perfect moment.

“You know what I heard?” Sanha said as they started walking. Minhyuk shook his head. “You know that guy Dongmin?”

Minhyuk then nodded, kicking a stray rock on the pathway. “Yeah, with all the girls chasing after him all the time.”

“Yeah. He and Bin are now friends.”

“What?” Minhyuk raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t he, like, super studious, as opposed to Bin?”

“Yup.” Sanha nodded. “Bin apparently got into a fight over him.”

“I doubt that’s true.”

“Myungjun told me!”

“When did you speak to Myungjun?”

“I was texting him last night,” Sanha explained, cheeks reddening. Oh no. “He told me.”

“What else did he tell you?” Minhyuk mumbled, eyes on the ground. His fingers curled around the keychain in his pocket.

“We, uh, talked about Jiyu,” Sanha explained, rubbing the back of his neck. “He gave me some tips.”

“Tips?” Minhyuk repeated, eyes widening. “Are you actually going to do something?”

“I’m thinking of confessing.”

Minhyuk stopped dead in his tracks, wide eyes on Sanha. The blond kept walking for a few steps before noticing his friend’s absence and turning around. “What?”

“You didn’t tell me.”

“About?”

“Confessing.”

“I- I’m telling you now.” Sanha took a few steps closer to Minhyuk. “You’re never interested when I talk about her.”

“This isn’t about her,” Minhyuk stated. “This is about you.”

“I just- I thought he would know better how to-”

Minhyuk scoffed, running a hand through his hair. His chest was tight and heart was heavy as he spoke, interrupting Sanha. “So what? You’re- We’re supposedly best friends. You really told him before me?”

“You would’ve discouraged me.”

Minhyuk’s breath hitched. “What?”

“You heard me.” Sanha frowned.

“That’s not true and you know it.” His surprise was beginning to turn into anger. “When have I ever discouraged you from doing something you wanted to?”

When Sanha didn’t reply, Minhyuk shook his head. “I’ve always supported you, no matter how stupid or ridiculous your ideas were. Remember your first guitar, Sanha?”

“Me wanting to confess to her isn’t stupid or ridiculous.”

“Oh my god, I didn’t say that!”

Sanha huffed, looking away from Minhyuk into the distance. “You never really liked her. I would’ve known.”

“She’s nice, Sanha,” Minhyuk hissed through gritted teeth. “She’s nice and she’s pretty and- and she’s probably smart. That really doesn’t change the fact that you went to Kim Myungjun, out of all people, before me.”

“He can definitely help me more than you can!”

“So what? Have you been friends with him for 6 years? You don’t even talk to him in school!” Minhyuk argued. He didn’t know why he was getting so worked up over such an insignificant thing. He knew, he knew that he was being ridiculous, but he couldn’t stop himself. “You didn’t think it would be important for me to know this?!”

“It doesn’t matter, Minhyuk!” Sanha almost yelled. “It doesn’t matter who I tell or when I tell them! I told you now, didn’t I? What’s 24 hours, in the grand scheme of things?”

Minhyuk shook his head, taking a couple steps back. “I’m going home.”

--

He didn’t speak to Sanha for two days after that. He still sat next to him in class like he did every day, but he ignored his presence. He knew it was petty, but Sanha was doing the same thing, and he wasn’t going to be the first person to crack. It was all Sanha’s fault, anyways - why couldn’t he have just told him?

Sitting on the bus alone were the hardest parts of those two days. The lack of Sanha meant that he was alone with his music - and his thoughts. Obviously, the one thing his brain chose to zero in on was Sanha’s potential confession. He didn’t know when - or even if - it was happening, and as much as he didn’t want to know, he had to. He wanted to be there for Sanha, even if it meant willingly shattering his heart in the process. Picking between having a broken heart or a Sanha-sized hole in his life was easy - it wasn’t like he ever put his own well-being before Sanha, anyway.

Why couldn’t he just move on, when he so clearly knew Sanha wasn’t interested? Why did these feelings have to blossom deep within his rib cage, and instead of wilting away, why did they choose to grow and grow until it felt like they were suffocating him? Minhyuk almost felt like hating Sanha would be easier than loving him, but he would never want that. However, he did wish that he could understand, or better yet, control his feelings. He could always control the way he dealt with them, sure, but that was exhausting. He would rather not have them altogether.

He was certain that the feelings would fade eventually, but if there was a way to speed up the process, Minhyuk would try anything.

--

On the third day, when Sanha plopped down into the chair beside him, Minhyuk was ready to ignore him again. However, Sanha seemed to have other plans. Without warning, he wrapped his arms around his friend, pulling him as close as the chairs allowed him to.

Minhyuk was surprised, but didn’t pull away from the touch. Instead, he freed an arm from beside him and wrapped it around Sanha’s shoulders, reciprocating the hug. He smiled softly as he rested his cheek on top of Sanha’s head, eyes fluttering shut as he enjoyed the affection. In that moment, nothing else mattered: not their fight, not Jiyu, not anyone in the world. Just Sanha.

He knew the bliss was only temporary.

He didn’t realise just how temporary.

On the bus home that evening, Sanha was chattering excitedly about the new song that a group he likes had just released, but Minhyuk couldn’t pay attention. His gaze was trailed on the girl that had just stepped onto the bus and taken the seat a couple rows in front of them; rather, his eyes were trailed on Jiyu. Sanha had yet to notice her, and Minhyuk intended to keep it that way.

He waited for Sanha to stop talking before nudging him with his shoulder. “I have something for you.”

Sanha watched curiously as he reached into his bag, searching a bit before pulling out the keychain. “I saw this and thought it was cute,” Minhyuk explained, giving it to Sanha who took it carefully out of his friend’s hand. “It reminded me of you.”

Sanha then grinned, tearing his gaze away from the little bunny to meet Minhyuk’s unsure gaze. “It’s so cute, thank you!” With that, he threw his arms around Minhyuk and squeezed him tightly.

Minhyuk laughed when they pulled away. “I’m glad you like it.”

“I love it.” Sanha nodded, picking up his own bag from the floor of the bus and placing it on his lap. Struggling for a moment, he managed to get the keychain on the zip. “Look! Now I’ll be reminded of you wherever I go.”

“You never go anywhere other than school with that,” Minhyuk pointed out. “I’m there in school anyways.”

“Oof, fine, I won’t say nice things then.” Sanha pouted comically, crossing his arms and turning to face forward.

Minhyuk was going to keep teasing him when he noticed Sanha’s expression rapidly change. Before he could even process it, Sanha’s hand was wrapped around his upper arm, shaking him slightly. “That’s Jiyu!” Sanha whispered.

“Mhm. Have you talked to her?”

“No.” Sanha’s wide eyes then turned to Minhyuk. “Should I do it now?”

Concealing his feelings, Minhyuk shrugged. “Why not?”

Just then, though, the bus began slowing down, and Jiyu stood up and swung her bag over her shoulder. Once the bus halted, she stepped off.

The next moment was a blur for Minhyuk. One second, Sanha was sitting beside him, grasping his arm, and the next he was up on his feet, nearly tearing behind Jiyu with a shouted, “I’ll text you!”

Minhyuk watched with wide eyes as his best friend ran behind the black haired girl, and let his gaze stay on them even after the bus had begun driving away.

And then it hit him. His best friend had left him with nothing more than an “I’ll text you!” in order to chase after a girl. His best friend, the one person whose love he wanted all to himself, was off sharing that love with someone Minhyuk could never be.

As he lowered his eyes, he noticed something white lying on the floor of the bus, close to the door.

He never would’ve thought that the sight of a mere keychain could hurt him so badly.

[cloudcreates]

i saw only a few draws of yanya but i want to know more about him :

kicks the door in WELL my friend ur in LUCK bc i have a LOT of shit abt yanya to talk abt

let’s kick it off with his backstory SHALL WE

so ! yanyas a lil kitsune boi raised in a little village in the outskirts of karnosea on famia, we dont have a name for it yet its not important w/e ANYWAY

he was BORN in a bigger town in central karnosea which i also dont have a name for but its also not important, what IS important is that he was a happy lil gremlin for most of his little babby years until he hit about elementary school where all the other kids’ parents started teaching them to be racist towards orcs and kitsunes and lizardfolk n shit! so they started being little shits towards him. which made him not like being in fox shape around them anymore. or in general.

so when his mums, shiranuit, a kitsune barbarian, and resnerina, a half-orc witch, were like “fuck that shit,” they moved away to that much smaller settlement, made up almost Entirely of rarer races like catfolk and wyvaran, and also orcs and ogres and stuff yea

and things were p alright! yanyas mums love him Very Much ok i love them and i love him and they all love each other. shiranuit works as a weaponsmith, and resnerina works as a luthier. so when u mashed their work together, u got yanya, a skald, or Basically a rage bard, who makes all his weapons and instruments, bc he makes his weapons into instruments, and vice versa.

his first weapon in game was a heavy mace that doubled as a guitar! it was crafted from metal ofc but its body was in the shape of a cow skull bc that shit’s metal. on one side was the guitar all strung up, and on the other he’d flip it around and it’s just Covered in spikes for him to beat the shit out of whatever 8)c

he uses his music to express himself. even with cure and mending magic, destroying things and lashing out and being aggressive all the time doesn’t make him feel good, so he’ll usually just turn to screaming out some sick tunes instead. his music’s very important to him.

moving back to early life however! he moved on through school pretty easy. i mean. not Entirely too easily bc the boy’s dumb as a brick so w/e he just. he didnt flunk out at the very least ok Cs get degrees anyway

and when he was abt.. 16, 17, he met ash!  his first..and Only girly friend who’s also a kitsune, and a gunslinger! between the two of them, she’s kind of.. the ‘brains’ but. even then she’s not like, super smart. it’s just.. not hard to be smarter than yanya w/ that sweet 7 WIS and 10 INT score lmfao. she’s plenty clever tho!

around this time yanya and ash didn’t go to school, they travelled around their local part of karnosea causing a little trouble here and there bc well. they’re of chaotic alignment. however! chaotic good alignment, so they really only gave hell to..racists 8) .. bc fuck em

the thing is though, while yanya had two mums that loved him a lot, ash didn’t. she had one mum that sucked a bunch and constantly berated her, and yanya knew, it was partially why they spent so much time just carting around wildly, having fun, bc yanya knew she deserved better!

as a side note, karnosea is neighboring artorias, which is the Big Capital of famia, where Queen Azaroa has opened a bard college! probably the best and most chattered abt all over the world tbh. you can bet yanya’s heard of it by now, being as musically inclined as he is, and has always sort of dreamed of going there.. but shit, he and his fam ain’t making that kind of money, lmfao

but! it just so happens, as rumors say, there’s a new scholarship surfacing, offered specifically to members of more. rare races, such as kitsunes! yanya can’t lie about his interest being piqued..

but the thing was, from 16 going on 18, he was sort of perfectly happy and content just travelling around like a rascal with ash, because they were best friends!! and having fun!! and without yanya, he thought ash would be all alone with her fuckin mean ass mum!! he didn’t want that, and also that bard college is probably overrated anyway, whatever..

ash’s mum isn’t having any of it, wtf ash is happy??  

the second ash and yanya get back home from whatever little bout of travel they were on, ash’s mum goes on a tirade at ash about how she’s dragging yanya down and holding him back, how she’s not good enough for him, etc.. so ash panics, because she knows he isn’t going to leave her unless she makes him never wanna see her again.

so! that same day, ash tells yanya about. how she’s been cheating on him the whole time. laughs in his face. tells him he should’ve expected it, kitsunes are known for being tricksters, liars after all!

he’s heartbroken.. so he leaves for artorias in a shocked daze probably not a full 12 hr later 

and he gets accepted to the college!

ofc being kinda poor and rough around the edges, it’s not without it’s fair share of. snooty ass rich kids being assholes, which is whatever. turns out tho, some of those rich kids are from karnosea! so because yanyas as subtle as an airhorn, rumors about him not being human spread. guess who gets to deal with racist school peers all over again! yaaaay

it’s not totally bleak, though. at college yanya met jonavahn, neyla, pazzoch, and a bunch of the other rare-race scholarship kids and they all form their own little nestled group of friends :’>

soo because yanya’s fuckin shit at like, learning, he like, does kind of piss poor in all the actual study-centric classes lmfao. but! he’s fantastic at the physical side of things–he excels with playing instruments and melee fighting, because it’s less read-a-book-and-study and more muscle memory and physical training and practice, ofc. he just barely graduated bc getting half amazing grades and half shitty grades only balances out to so much, but dAMMIT HE DID IT

so when he graduates, he goes back home for a little bit. im sure while he was at college, he managed to visit his mums back at karnosea for a little bit on breaks, but. just the idea of going back to karnosea, just knowing that. it’s where ash was. it made it a lot harder in practice than it was in theory for him lmfao.

but being back home, getting to see him mums again! it makes him really happy! because his mums love him a lot !!! and love and support him a shit ton!! they’re so proud! look at their son that graduated from the artorian queen’s bard college! holy shit!!

yanya realizes sometimes that he takes his mums for granted.. they’ve always been there to makes him feel like everything’s ok. and they do a damn good job of it! 

 a fun fact! lershe, my old incompetence quest 1 character, is a half-orc monk–by the end of iq1, he became a lycanthrope (this was in dnd 3.5, so monks could still get infected by lycanthropy), and also a lvl 30 minor deity lmfao

lershe was separated from his dad, who was raising him on his own, at a v young age. at the end of iq1, lershe sought him out, found him again, and found out that he’d started a new family with a new wife! and tbh lershe met his mum in iq1 he could not be happier for his dad lmfao. but they have a daughter! so lershe has a little half-sister! and that little half-sister is resnerina!

because lycanthropes and kitsunes share a sort of similar ability in changing shape ya kno yeah, when yanya was a little kid, lershe was still “alive” as a mortal half-orc (lershe put off accepting that he was an immortal deity for a long time) and. was a big inspiration for yanya, naturally. these kids and people were giving him shit for being able to change shape into something that resembled an animal, but his uncle lershe can do it to, and HE’S a god!! so whatever!!

anyway so iq2 started off by all the characters running into each other in a little town in karnosea and some shit abt a cave off the outskirts of town getting ransacked by mercenaries or smth, idr

a little before then our DM said txeru and yanya were going to enter town together, and aria and karrina were going to enter town together, and we could come up w/ whatever reason why they’d end up together so txeru and yanya met first actually, just outside on town in a little tavern where they. probably got into a little scuffle just bc bar fights are fun. who cares. its fine. 

its ironic bc right now, in game, txeru and yanya are fucking pissed at each other! and its great. the drama is clearing my skin. my crops are prospering. 

basically txeru is a kasatha, an alien race not native to famia, and he’s come to famia trying to hide from two .. sort of alien police that’re after him for all the petty crimes he’s done. thing is, these two Very Specific alien cops are after him because. he kinda. was romantically involved with Both of them, one being his partner in crime and the other being of kasathan royalty–when he was backed into a corner and about to get caught he kind of ditched his partner and left the noble out high and dry so they’re both PISSED at him

they recently made their way to famia and found txeru, and after we TURNED TAIL AND RAN THE FUCK OFF from them, txeru explained his story

having his heart fucking shattered by ash, yanya kinda wasn’t super happy to find out txeru was a heart-shattering asshole himself! 

so he DECKED HIM IN THE FACE and hadn’t spoken a kind word to him in like, a week

NOW they’re talking, it’s just. every word they say to each other is some variant of “fuck you” and atm we’re waiting for a boiling point to hit to see if they’ll kiss and make up or if they’re just gonna have to hate each other! 8) im so excited

meanwhile this entire time, we’re level 10 right now. so half way to the capstone level 20. 

yanya still hasn’t formally revealed that he’s a kitsune to anyone in the group. but! as i said. the boy’s subtle as a brick thrown through a window. he’s slipped up enough times in his human disguise for just about everyone in the party to catch just a little something being off about him, but since most of the party is from artorias, away from the rarer races of karnosea, not everyone knows what a kitsune is

BUT we HAVE met a kitsune in game! madame fouxy (blame my dm for that name), but even then she only shifted from an actual fox shape to anthro fox shape, not to human shape. so they’re still unaware that kitsunes can even do that atm, meaning yanya’s ruse is hanging on by a thread lmfao

he’d just come out and say it bc he’s well aware everyone’s probably seen through him by now, but. it’s suppose to be a secret. knowing that everyone knows doesn’t make him wanna tell it, it makes him wanna convince everyone they’re wrong, even though they’re right, and he doesn’t like lying ,and if everyone’s already figured it out already, then he’s not doing a good job at keeping his own damn secrets, which freaks him out, and… etc

yanya’s favorite colors are red and blue, his favorite food is smoked rabbit, he’s 6′2″ flat on his heels in human shape, but he’s wearing stilettos bc he’s use to toe walking in fox-shape, which usually puts him up to about 6′4″, 6′5″..

he’s got a shit ton of muscle, and he eats a lot to keep up his energy! so he has his fair share of fat w a soft belly. he weighs probably anywhere from 250-300 bc im not good w weights lmfao

he has a total of.. 14 piercings, four on each ear, one on each eyebrow, two on his lips, one on his nose, and one on his tongue, almost all of which he got at the bard college lmfaoo

atm at level 10, he has 5 tails! only one spell-like ability from them, however, which is disguise self. 

he knows how to sew!

he has a fear of mirrors and heights.

it’s less a ‘fear’ and more. he doesn’t like looking at himself in the mirror, practically can’t stand it when he’s in human shape. seeing his human face all he can think is “liar, liar, liar” because that’s not his ‘real’ face. seeing his fox face he’s only reminded how much fewer people would rather see him this way. if he has to, he’ll much prefer looking at his fox face, however.

AND I THINK..THAT MAY JUST COVER IT..if it’s not everything it’s Pretty close, and if i come up w anything new ur probably gonna see me draw it at some point LMFAO