#Uuuh this turned out to be a bit much haha

[minas-linkverse]

When designing/writing characters that have certain traits/characteristics which in our current society may be a hot button topic (like being trans), how do you tackle making sure it’s not a Big Deal (ie that character’s dominate trait or only reason for being in the story) but also not brushing it under the rug (like what JK Rowling did with Dumbledore being gay)?

This topic is a little too complex for me to sufficently cover it in a tumblr ask+reply, and even if I could I would feel like it wasn't my place to speak for everyone.

I will attempt to give some advice, but consider this more of a starting off point than anything.

The main two things are research and improving yourself, I think. These two things go hand in hand to form a cycle that if you continue going through you will become someone who wont pull garbage bigotry on minorities.

What I mean is, that you have to research whatever group youre hoping to represent. Not just wikipedia or other articles, but find their own opinions. Things said by them. During that research you might get uncomfortable, confused, overwhelmed and maybe even angry.

That's because we are all subconciously bigoted one way or another. That's where improving yourself comes in. You will never be able to represent a group youre not a part of if you do not process the feelings that come up and deal with them. Subconcious bigtory is incredibly visible in writing. The reason someone like J.K ended up writing Dumbledore's sexuality the way she did, is because she never went through the cycle and learnt to be humble in the face of critique.

That gets me to another point, which is that you are allowed to and will make mistakes. Many weirdos online like to say you cant and will be cancelled forever, but if you are genuinely remorseful and show that and show youre listening... You can mess up. Its okay. People who want rep often also want to help.

Uhm... This is getting long, but to make clear what I mean, is that its very difficult to start, and there arent shortcuts... But you become someone better by the end of it. Be humble, find ways of learning that work for you, be kind and curious, and you might end up with so much more joy than just good writing. Life is better with more kinds of people, cultures and stories in it. I reccomend it.

[windfighter]

Sticks and stones

”Hey, Kouji”, Junpei said.

Kouji looked up from the game he was playing with Tomoki, looked at Junpei instead. Tilted his head a little. Junpei put the deck of cards he had been practicing with back into his pocket.

”Can you teach me kendo?”

”Uuuh…”

Kouji hesitated. Junpei didn’t like the sound of that.

”I don’t think kendo is for you”, Kouji said.

”Why not?” Junpei crossed his arms. ”Is it because I’m fat and you think I won’t be able to do anything?”

So many people thought that, Junpei was used to it. Hearing it from Kouji though…

”It’s not that”, Kouji frowned. ”Why do you want to learn kendo suddenly?”

Junpei could feel everyone’s eyes on him. He tried to ignore them, sat up straighter and grinned.

”I want to get stronger!”

”Hmm…”

Kouji threw the die, moved a few steps on the board. Tomoki grabbed a card from the board.

”I’m not licensed to teach”, Kouji continued. ”I’m not telling you don’t go for it but… I think something else would fit you better.”

”Like sumo!” Takuya shouted from the tree he had climbed into.

”Haha, very funny”, Junpei answer, not amused.

Kouji looked towards the treetop, shook his head.

”I don’t know how to tell you this, but sumo has a very rigid training and diet regime.”

”It’s just eat and hit, Junpei would excel at it”, Takuya continued. ”He already has the body for it!”

”Yeah”, Tomoki found air somewhere. ”Junpei already looks like a sumo-wrestler!”

Junpei’s shoulders fell. Kouji threw a stick at Takuya, then turned to Junpei again.

”Kendo is about speed and agility, I just don’t think you would enjoy that fighting style. It’s not about strenght.”

”But apart from Takuya you were the strongest back in the digital world!”, Izumi said. ”Surely the kendo must have had with that to do.”

Kouji leaned back, looked at all of them. Looked at the ground.

”I was just… lucky to get the stronger evolutions. But even then, most of my strenght came from speed. While Takuya’s just came from stupidity.”

Takuya threw a stick at Kouji. Kouji grabbed it and chewed on it. Junpei watched in fascination.

”Absolutely gross”, Kouichi said. ”Eat some actual food.”

”Bark is filled with fiber”, Kouji answered.

”So what”, Junpei ignored them, ”are you saying I should just… not become stronger?”

”I’m not”, Kouji frowned again, ”but there are other styles of fighting you could try.”

Kouichi moved a little closer. Looked at his shoes and put his backpack next to Kouji.

”What about boxing?” he asked.

”Boxing?” Junpei asked.

Kouji dove into the backpack, pulled out an apple and bit into it. Tomoki moved his piece on the board.

”Yeah”, Kouichi answered. ”I didn’t… see what went on in Sephirothmon at that time, I was… busy.”

He glanced at Kouji. Kouji was completely distrected by the apple.

”But I saw your battle against Volcamon later and… I think you should try boxing.”

”Actually I think that’d fit Junpei really well”, Izumi said.

Junpei’s cheeks felt hot.

”Really, Izumi-chan? You think so?”

”The hits against the head won’t do much damage either”, Takuya added.

Junpei stood up, glared into the tree.

”Why don’t you come down and say that to my face!?”

Another, slightly bigger, stick flew past Junpei’s head, straight up into the tree and hit Takuya in the face, leaving a thick red line on the side of it. Junpei froze.

”He doesn’t appreciate it”, Kouji’s voice said.

”It’s just friendly teasing”, Takuya said. ”You are a danger to society.”

”Yeah, probably”, Kouji agreed.

Junpei sat down again. Kouji finished the apple and chewed on the stem of it. Kouichi grabbed it and threw it into a bush.

”You’re not a dog, eat actual food.”

”But what if I am?”

Junpei shook his head, laughed and leaned back. Looked at the sky. Takuya started climbing out of the tree. Boxing, hmm… Yeah, maybe Junpei should give that a try. He took the deck of cards out of his pocket again and Kouichi sat down next to Junpei as he went back to showing off his magic tricks.

[kibbits]

I have a few questions about your Theater AU

1) Are the boys separate or in the same body? If the same body, have they ever tried doing something like Jeckle and Hyde? Will management separate them?

2) Does Y/N have a sibling? If so, would they ask to be in the show somehow? Like a child actor? How would the boys treat them? Would the boys help with their acting?

3) If this is a comedy show for the boys, what sorts of plots will be in there?

4) Is Y/N going to double as both an actor and a caretaker in this AU?

Hi!!! Gotta admit I didn't develop it much in December so I don't have things 100% concrete, haha, but I love getting questions about it! Sorry for the delay, I was taking the time to think about the questions

Ah, so this turned out longer than I thought, so putting it under a readmore fljkgk

1) The boys are in the same body! They have absolutely done Jekyll and Hyde! In fact, I'd been thinking it might even be one of the last shows they did, so Moon sometimes gets stuck in that mentality (well, more like impulsive gremlin, but when you're a metal robot with little to no experience with how fragile humans can be, it also gets dangerous and scary)

I haven't decided yet if management is going to separate them, but for now I'm gonna go with no --Moon in this AU is in fact working as intended, and has Sunny's full support. It's probably easier to wrangle ONE animatronic (body) rather than two at the moment, so it wouldn't even be on the table until they're safer for the humans around them, but maybe in the far future!

2) I haven't fleshed out Y/N too much, so idk if they'd have a sibling yet, but once it's safer, it's a really cute idea to include either a kid from their family, or that they regularly babysit or something!

Probably not as a child actor? But maybe they can eventually grow to include volunteers in their shows --I remember getting picked to play a woodpecker from the crowd when i was a little kid gdjklg. And maybe that kid can work with them and Y/N behind the scenes to set up what that calling for a volunteer would look like

For now, only Sun really knows how to interact with kids? And that's by putting on his characters' persona, so it's akin to uuuh what's it called, a face character actor at disneyland? always in character, and a bit too posed and acted to feel natural (though the kids love it) but he doesn't know his own strength, or the kids', so it's a bad idea to have him interact with them directly and without supervision. Later, he learns to tone it down a little and he's delighted to interact with the kids, he just loves their energy and enthusiasm! Yes, even when they're having a tantrum --gotta admire the dedication to letting their feelings be known! fgjkldgk

As for Moon, for now it's a very, very bad idea to let him interact with kids. His roles are villain roles, and not always kids' stories villains, so it's a bit like if a haunted house actor was given carte blanche/told to go ham, was in character 24/7 and also didn't know about the no contact rule. And regularly breaks staff bots. Later though, he ALSO tones it down, and is more like that one older cousin or villain actor that loves to mess with or annoy you in a funny gremlin way, and pulls faces at you when the adults aren't looking to make you laugh

I think if they were asked directly, they'd help their acting! By the time they're safe enough to interact with kids, they've learned enough about how to go about it and also how not to comment/just play along unless the kid asks for pointers

3) I. Don't know yet fgjkldl I'm guessing you mean the shows and not their story? I haven't planned out anything concrete yet : O I'm still flip-flopping between wanting to make them 'fazbear and friends' type of knock-off retelling or original stories, or actual musicals. Maybe a few more classic ones? They definitely used to do more serious ones though, before the adults got bored of the novelty

4) Not entirely decided yet, but most probably they'll stay as a sort of talent agent/handler! They like acting with friends as in doing improv, dnd, LARPing, etc. but they're more of a stagehand than an on-stage kind of person. Sun and Moon probably trick them into doing a short guest appearance regularly though, haha, especially when it's a kids' show! (And Y/N can back out if they REALLY don't want to, it's all in good fun)

Thanks so much for the ask! Got me thinking more about it!!

[echantedtoon]

Dragon's Treasure Ch3 Guilt Weighs Heavy

Guilt. Remorse. Regret. Sorrow. Fear. Panic.

All of that weighed on a person's shoulders can be hard. He should know. After all that's what he felt for the longest time. Between being treated as a suspect by the police and other people to seeing your limp for being rushed back to the Wyndon hospital via emergency ambulance. And he didn't even get to know how you were even feeling until much later. Didn't feel relief until much later. Between being proven innocent he was taking care of Leon's little brother and those surrogate siblings of his until their families could arrive or Leon got out of the hospital with his own trainers, preparing himself for the final battle of the Champion Cup which would still take place within a month's time, and worrying himself nearly to death with the public rightfully being on edge about the whole situation. Thankfully the Vice Chairman seemed to doing a great job calming down most of the public and setting focus on rolling things back to normal already and he'd help in anyway he could which was posting as normal and remaining calm and helping as much as he could with the investigation of the Hammerlocke lab to speed up the process to get his town back to normal. It was the least he could do for the people of Hammerlocke. Sometimes he'd even take the small trio of Leon's to go visit him at the Wyndon hospital. They always seemed so happy to see him and Leon in turn was ecstatic to be able to see them as well. It made him feel a bit better knowing he wasn't being useless at least..not like he was back at his gym when you were emergency flown back to the hospital...

...

He had heard you were going to be fine. You had been knocked out cold for nearly a week and you woke up with a goose egg on your noggin and a massive headache, but x rays and doctors confirmed there was absolutely nothing to worry about. By some Arceus given miracle you had even avoided a concussion. But just in case they planned on keeping you in the hospital at least until the Champion Cup was over. 

....

Well that was a huge relief off his shoulders at least. But it still didn't stop him from feeling downright awful about the whole situation. He should've known- HE SHOULD'VE BEEN THERE!! Those kids were in danger because of him! He didn't arrive in time to help Leon! He didn't suspect anything! He LET you go by yourself and you ended up getting hurt! Leon ended up getting hurt as well! He didn't get that black eye and multiple bruises by himself! What was the point of being top gym leader if he couldn't even do that-

"Rai-Rai?"

He never expected to have Piers find him sitting in one of the halls rubbing his face. When his deep ocean blue eyes looked up to meet electric blue ones he found someone with pale skin and monochrome hair staring back at him calmly. Piers was standing there long hair cascading down his back and his arm still in the sling from accidentally fracturing it during the battle. Just another thing he was responsible for. After a silent moment of the two staring at each other, Raihan put on a smile and removed his hands from his face sitting up to look at his friend.

"Hey, Piers! Wasn't uh..Wasn't expecting to see you here. Shouldn't you be resting up?"

"Tch." The lanky man scoffed before looking at him. "M' tired o' laying down all the time. Layin' down would drive me madder than a starvin' munchlax." His brow rose. "But m' assuming you're 'ere ta let those blokes visit Leo right?"

Raihan again smiled, nodded, before pointing up the hall at a specific room which just so happened to be Leon's room. "They're in there talking more than a flock of chatots. No doubt they're excited for our rematch in a week."

"Oh yeah. I almost forgot 'bout that. Guess you're really pumped up for it. Who knows? Ya might even become Champion this time."

"Haha...Uuuh. Yeah."

Silence. 

Piers waited for the dragon leader to respond..but beyond that he didn't. He just looked down to the floor away from the other man's gaze and went silent again. This wasn't like him. Right now Raihan would've been going on a boastful rant about how THIS time would be the one where he took the Champion title and become the first ever Champion to use all dragon types and so on and so forth, but he didn't. He didn't even look at Piers anymore.

"Oi. Ya alright there, Mate?"

"Yeah...*sigh* Yeah. Just a bit tired from babysitting six kids on top of training for the battle I guess."

".....Feelin' guilty huh?" Raihan's head snapped up wide eyed- "It's obvious. I can read ya like a bloody book." His brow rose again as Raihan opened and closed his mouth like a flabbergasted magikarp. "That's why ya ain't lookin' at me."

"H-How did you-"

"Let's call it personal experience." He took the moment to slowly sit down next to Raihan who blinked at his serious face. "And it's kind o' a good guess. You 'ave been dealin' with a lot lately haven't ya?"

After a long moment of a surprised pikachu face, Raihan sighed through his nose and his hand reached up to rub his tired face. "Yeah. Well you're not wrong about that bud. With Leon out of commission most of his responsibilities fall onto me..or at least the jobs that the Chairman didn't take up. Good thing I didn't get the whole shebang right?"

"There's bags under your eyes," Piers bluntly stated which caught Raihan off guard for a moment.

"Well ouch. That's harsh."

"Usually IM the one who's tired and has the bags." One finger from his good arm gently lifted itself up to point at his own eyes that were totally normal for once. Being in the hospital with nothing else to do, he spent most of it sleeping so for once everyone was able to see Piers without his signature tired look with his hair down in wavy locks. Compared to Raihan who looked like he hadn't slept for a month, it was certainly strange. "So that means something's keepin' ya from sleep." 

Another groan from Raihan. "Well the duties and playing babysitter would do that for you." He chuckled which ended in yet another groan. "My mind feels like it's out of my body and all over the place running around screaming a hundreds different thoughts and feelings at me. It's exhausting."

"Yeah. That's exactly how I feel a lot o' the time too. M' sure Leo appreciates everythin' you're doin' for 'em. Especially when those lil blokes are concerned." 

"Yeah. I'm sure he'd do the same for me if I was in his position." And just like that any form of a smile left from him. "I mean...I guess I didn't help his situation to begin with or anything else really. It's the least I could do as top gym leader."

"...Hey. Y'know it's not your fault for what the bloody rose did-"

"I know, I know. Everyone keeps saying that but-...Rrrrrrah!" Piers blinked as Raihan leaned back in his chair, head up, and grabbing his head with a growl that resembled an angry deino. "It's so frustrating!! I don't see how you can do this every day!"

"Eh. It's a livin'. But I'm serious though. It's not your fault at all-"

"I KNOW!!....I know but-..Ggrraaahh." His arms flopped back to his sides as he sighed, still facing upwards. "I-...I didn't know this would happen."

"Neither did I. Or Leo. Or the Vice Chairman. Or anyone else who wasn't involved in it, Mate. There wouldn't 'ave been any way you coulda known. So don't be hard on yourself for not being a mind reader. What's important now 's repairin' everything and getting things back on track. No one's hurt and all the bad guys are behind bars, so the worst that can happen is ya mopin' 'round right?"

Raihan still stayed silent for a long moment before huffing which ended in a smile and semi-relieved smile on his face. "*sigh* Yeah...You're right. What's done and done and I can't change that but I can install better security and make sure nothing like this happens again!"

"There ya go. Everythin's fine and everyone's alright. We can all use this ta improve n' move on." Electric blue eyes narrowed just a little bit at the dragon lord before humming. "...N' Y/n's doing pretty ok too." In an instant, Raihan's face snapped up wide eyed and back towards his friend who gave him a knowing look. "Just ta let ya know."

"I didn't bring her up."

"I know."

"You did that."

"I know."

"Haha." Piers's brow rose as the man nervously laughed and looked away. "I didn't even speak her name once. Why would you feel the need to bring her up?"

"Oh. No reason. I just thought since she was here too you'd like ta know no one that was there was hurt...Why? Are ya upset about 'er-"

"NO!!" His loud voice vibrated down the hallway startling a nurse a little ways from them and silence followed suit. .....Piers's brows rose further. "I-I me-mean-...Ahe. Hahaha!" He gave a wide smiled and looked away waving a hand quickly. "W-Why would I be upset!? She-She-She's ok right?!"

"As fit as a fiddle, Mate."

"Then why would I worry about her? That's ridiculous! Everything's alright so there's no need for me t-t-to worry. Sure m-maybe I haven't been able to see her and a-apologize in person with all the stuff piled on me but that's not the point! T-T-The point is that she's ok and I don't have to worry about her! Nope not at all!"

......

"What if I sit 'ere and keep an eye on those kids while ya see her?"

He snapped to him again instantly. "You'd do that!?"

Piers nodded. "It's not your fault but if ya really feel like ya need ta talk to 'er then I could-"

Piers jumped as am orange bandanna blurred past him and up the hallway away from them excitedly making the goth blink. "THANKS PIERS! I OWE YA ONE, BUDDY!"

"....." He blinked again ....before sighing. "Oh boy. Does he have it bad."

[darkx-the-dragon-kn1ght]

Chapter 10- Part 1

Here we are, here in Coral Ward…for all of twenty seconds. Back to Obsidia Ward!

In the meantime, let’s actually take a look at this TMX. Is it really just a glorified HM, or is there more to it than that?

Huh- odd…its description is no different from Cut’s usual description, and yet it says none of the party members can learn it? That doesn’t seem right, I’m pretty sure at least one or two of those Pokémon are capable of learning Cut. Hmm…maybe it really is more like an item, somehow, and I can just…use it?

There’s a tree right over here by the gates to the Wasteland, so we can easily test that.

Huh, okay, I can’t just…use it. So I do need to have a Pokémon learn it, like an HM?

Oh! Oh- now my Pokémon can learn it? I…don’t even know why it’s programmed like that, or maybe it was a glitch?

But, uuuuh…I don't want these TMXs to just be HMs again, though. Maybe I can just…put them on my Pokémon as an…extra thing…? Like, not in the four move slots? I know how unrealistic this sounds, but let me have hope, please, please-

Heartbreaking. So, the conclusion I draw from all of this is: TMXs really are just HMs, huh?

Literally, like- besides the name change and I’m guessing the ability to naturally forget them like any other move (I think that’s why they’re called TMXs), these are functionally the same as HMs- moves that are required to navigate the overworld outside of battle. That’s…uuuuugh- 

I just…ugh, I’m so disappointed, I was really hoping the TMXs would be different and not just glorified HMs. Seriously, does anyone really like the HMs? Are there unironically people out there who got upset when the HMs were phased out in Gen VII (or, rather, their out-of-battle functions)? Of all the QOL changes this game uses (TMs not being single-use, the Field Indicators, the possibility of trade evolutions being Stone ones instead, etc.), why did HMs need to stay?

Well, I refuse to put one of these moves on my main Pokémon. I’ll consider it for Surf and Waterfall and Fly and maybe Dive, but that’s it- with the other moves, knowing how difficult this game is, it's too much of a risk, I need the team to have all the decent moves they can get. We’ll put it on a different Pokémon instead- one who’s gonna be making a bit of a comeback…

Nibble’s back, and this time she’s gonna be our chainsaw! Swapping out Whiskers for Nibble is only temporary- once we don’t need Cut anymore, she’ll be back. 

So now, with that, uh…rant done (apologies for that), let’s test out Cut for real.

Haha…hahaha…AHAHAHAHA! THE TREES DON’T STAND A CHANCE!

AHAHAHAHAHA- oh and the animation doesn’t play each time so it’s even more quick and satisfying! HAHAHAHA-

Man, we’re gonna be cleaning up the ward in no time! Oh hey, this guy’s new-

Welp, shoulda guessed we’d get pulled into another battle, alright then-

In any case, leaving Glare out against a Ground-type is an awful idea, so let’s send in Bloom instead.

One single Magical Leaf is all it will take to delete this Barboach off the face of the Earth-

Now, a Spinda? That, Glare can handle.

The usual special should work, I think- GlareTM, and then maybe Screech, and then we start oH DEAR IT KNOWS PSYBEAM-

Okay, uuuh, Plan B- send in Prong while Spinda is too paralyzed to move!

Let’s see what Bug Bite can do, Prong should be good against more Psybeams-

…I mean, she may not take much damage, but that’s not ideal. No matter- I’m sure she’ll be able to hit through it, right?

Eeuugh, she was…not. Uh- second time’s the charm?

And I gotta go kill more trees with Nibble, so I guess we’re both busy!

Anyways, since I don’t want to use resources so soon, let’s just use the Pokémon Center down in Coral before continuing on again.

…Oh, yeah, the Cut trees do respawn when you leave an area. I mean, at least we’ll get more fun with the Nibble Chainsaw- though, it also turns out the animation does play again, but only the first time you use a TMX move in an area, not the subsequent times after it.

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[paleparearchive]

In My Own Way

Monet's Exhibition of Tears and Inspiration 3★ story (2/2) ( 1 - 2 )

Location: kitchen (morning) | Characters: Monet, Hubert, Aoi/MC

Monet: Ah, that's right! Director, gimme your hand!

Aoi: Y-Yes.

Monet: Once the wound’s been cleaned, the next step is… You're bleedin' and I'm sure it hurts... in times like this…

… Aight, Hubert! Bring me the first aid kit!

Hubert: A-Alright!

Aoi: Monet-kun, you seem used to this, don't you…?

Monet: Not at all! I'm just tryin' to remember what Bazille does when he patches me up somehow! That guy's much better than me, and the parts I can't remember are self-induced.

Hubert: Monet-san, I brought the first aid kit.

Monet: Thanks! Director, this is gonna sting a lil'.

Aoi: Uh…

Monet: … Aight. Is it okay like this?

Aoi: Thank you. Also… I'm sorry for causing you trouble.

Monet: It's fine, it's fine. I'm the one who's always gettin' in trouble!

Hubert: When Jan is injured, I will also refer to you with how you did things now.

Monet: Uuuh, don't do that! Ask Bazille, not me!

Aoi: But I don't think your way is wrong either, Monet-kun.

… See, thanks to you, the bleeding has already stopped. Even the pain is gone. If it had been just me, I think I would have been too surprised to patch myself up right away. So I'm truly thankful.

Monet: Haha, I get embarrassed when ya say that~

Well, now that you're all patched up, let's continue cookin'! Ya can take a rest if ya want to, director!

Aoi: Ah, but…

Hubert: It will be ready in a few minutes, so please take your time to rest.

Aoi: … Understood. Then I'll take your word for it.

Monet: Aight, leave it to me!

—

Hubert: Alright, it's done.

Aoi: Wow, it smells so good.

Monet: Well then, you're in charge of tastin' it, director!

Aoi: Okay!

… Mmh, it tastes so good!

Hubert: Is the taste light or, on the contrary, strong?

Aoi: Don't worry, it tastes just right! I'm just tasting it, but I want another serving…

Monet: If it's that good, I should've been a taster too.

Hubert: If that's the case, I'll make one for you, too. I'm also getting kind of hungry.

Monet: Hahaha, it ain't even dinner yet. Well then, bon appetit!

… Woaah, it's really delicious! It's nice that there's a lotta vegetables in it!

Hubert: I think it turned out pretty good! The ginger flavor works well.

Monet: Haaah… I'm glad I was invited to help out and get a taste of such a nice thing first hand. It was really a nice break!

Aoi: Fufu, that's good then.

Monet: Besides, I just realized somethin'.

Aoi: Hm?

Monet: It was when ya got hurt earlier. Ya told me I was doin' it the right way, right? That thing... I was wonderin' if it applies to painting as well.

Even if I couldn't perfectly replicate Bazille's method, I was relieved when I got it right.

Hubert: Is something wrong about it?

Monet: I was kinda in a slump 'cause I wanted to draw pictures like Manet-aniki. But I feel better now. I'm me, after all!

Hubert: I agree. Actually… It may be important not to be too aware of the existence of other people other than yourself.

Monet: That's riiight. You're always talkin' about Jan, Hubert. Think only of yourself once in a while! Then you'll see things differently.

Hubert: Yes, I'll try to keep this in mind in the future.

Aoi: Fufu, you were having a hard time with this just earlier.

Monet: It's thanks to ya that I realized it. Thanks!

By the way... Can I get a refill anyway?

Hubert: Just a little bit. Otherwise we'll run out of dinner.

Monet: I'll help ya again then! This time, I'll make the soup my own way, just watch me!

[lyntonier]

A train to Paris

Carmen Sandiego x Gray Calloway

Summary: Carmen is taking a break away from her work — helping out at the Orphanage and fighting crime — and decides to take a trip back to Paris, a location she quite enjoyed. During her journey she meets a familiar face she believed she would not see again.

A/N: This is set after season 4.

"So Carms, I hear you are off to Paris for the week huh?"

I smile into the phone, listening to Ivy's comment.

"You heard correct. Well, assuming nothing goes wrong, that is".

I had gotten a break from working at the Orphanage with my Madre, so I decided to take myself on a little trip. We had finally met about eleven months ago, and I had been helping around as much as I possibly could without a break. Well, I tell a lie, I had a couple days free from working with Madre, though I used those days to check for any crime around. I guess some habits die hard huh, this was meant to be my new start but I can't seem to leave fighting crime behind. It was my choice to work so much at the Orphanage though.

Madre had had enough and told me to take a week away and go someplace, so where better than Paris? The beauty of the city when the sun goes down and the lights come on again, the food, the art and architecture, the history, it's simply something I cannot forget. It's truly a once in a lifetime thing.

"Wow, I'm so jealous! I wish I could be there with you, it would be so much fun- Zack stop! Leave Julia alone. No- She probably does NOT appreciate that, so quit it... Yes, you, who else?!.......... Sorry Carms, it's Zach trying to flirt with Julia again".

Giggling at Ivy's scolding to her brother, I make a mental note to tease him about that when I next see him. He kept flirting with the poor woman, to which she would politely laugh and make an excuse to leave.

"No worries Ivy, it's alright. I must admit though, I do feel sorry for Julia in some respects".

"I know right! Gosh, he's so oblivious sometimes. I love him anyway though, no matter how much of a douche brain he is".

"It would be nice to be able to meet up with all of you again, it's been a while since I saw all of you properly. You'll have to let me know when you two both have some time off and I'll get hold of Shadowsan and Player, then we can all have a nice catch-up".

I hear Ivy sigh wistfully into the phone, light laughter leaving her lips.

"Honestly Carms, that seems like such a good idea right about now. I'm so tired with work, I got called out five times within the past two days, three of which were last night. I've not had a nice snooze in for ages and I could do with one right about now, haha."

"You do sound quite tired. When do you get off shift?"

"Uuuh, hold on....... Forty-five minutes, then I can go home".

"Well, you should treat yourself to a warm bubble bath and a long rest".

"I think I'll take that one and do just that. Ah- I've got to shoot, Cheif is calling for me. I'll call you tomorrow and we can talk more, yeah?"

"Yes, wouldn't miss it for the world. Tell the others I said hello for me? And I'll work on arranging a girls trip between you and me to somewhere, just let me know where you fancy going".

"Oh you're a star Carm, I'll be looking forward to that then. I'll decide tonight and let you know tomorrow, and I'll pass on your 'hellos' to the others. Talk soon Carm".

I smile into the phone, mildly disappointed that our conversation had to end so soon.

"Talk soon Ivy".

With that, I hear the beep of an ended call as Ivy hangs up the line. A sudden wave of exhaustion washes over me as I move my phone down to my lap, checking the time. It was 1:15 in the morning. Raising my eyebrows, I nod at my phone, surprised at how late it was. I should probably try to get some sleep as I'll be arriving at my stop in about seven hours from now and I would much prefer to not be falling asleep at every given moment.

Setting my phone down next to myself, I grab a blanket out of my carry bag and drape it over my lap, removing my jumper and folding it into four before placing it onto the seat to my left. Reaching up above myself, I pull a cord that turned off the lights in my little train booth, engulfing myself in darkness. The only form of light that I had at this stage was the gentle light from the moon, it would be full soon. Laying down, I place my head onto my jumper and pull my blanket up higher, closing my eyes and relaxing my body.

Right as I began to doze off, I felt a strange feeling of wariness make itself known in my gut, enticing me to sit up and evaluate my surroundings. Within a couple of seconds of having my eyes open, I heard a light tapping on my booth door. Someone was there. Averting my eyes to the glass section of the door, I keep my body motionless as I trace the figure with my eyes and their every possible movement.

If I stayed still then they would not see me and assume I was sleeping and most likely leave.

*tap, tap, tap*

"Excuse me, uh, I know you are awake.. can I come in? My booth has no heating and it's really cold out here".

Or maybe not.

Cautiously eyeing the door, I slowly raise myself from the seats and brace my hand into a fist, ready to fight off a possible threat. Standing tall, I cautiously step my way over to the door before grasping the cool metal handle with one hand and undoing a lock with the other. Twisting the handle, I edge the door open bit by bit.

"Hello... Um.. yes you may".

It was a man, not that much taller than me, and Australian. Or perhaps Kiwi. I couldn't see many of his facial features, other than the fact that he had a man bun and a couple bags with him. I wracked my brain for any vocal recognitions, however, nothing matched.

Standing aside, I made room for the strange man to come inside.

"Cheers mate, sorry 'bout how odd this is. I went to the train staff to ask about the heating and they told me that the booth I chose was meant to be closed, though the person on duty of closing it off didn't get around to it, hence me choosing the unlucky booth. They told me I would have to ask to share booths with somebody else seen as though all others are booked, and I saw your light go out, so I came here. Sorry and cheers again".

The man laughed, rubbing what I assumed was the back of his neck. His explanation seemed pretty truthful and his reasoning honest.

"That's no problem, sorry that you got a faulty booth, that must've sucked".

"Hah, tell me 'bout it" He joked.

Smiling, I close the door and return to my seat, watching as he put his bags in the overhead luggage area, leaving out a blanket of his own. Smart man.

"So, what's your name mate?"

"Carmen. And you?"

I see him whip his head around, before shaking it and laughing lightly.

"I had a friend called Carmen, though I've not seen her in a long time. My name is Grah-Grayson. Grayson".

I raise my eyebrow at his stutter, smirking lightly.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Grah-Grayson" I tease.

"Haha, as to you Carmen".

With that, we both fell silent, just basking in the pleasant atmosphere of the booth with the same idea of sleep on our minds.

Slipping back into my 'bed', I pull my blankets back over myself and close my eyes, listening carefully at everything around me. I hear some stuffing around, something dropping on the floor, followed by a second something, more shuffling, then a satisfied sigh. Peering over my shoulder, I see the outline of a body laying on the seat across from mine.

"Did you just take your shoes off?"

"Hm? Ah yeah mate, can't sleep with shoes on, that's just crazy".

Grah-Grayson laughs at his own statement, finding humour in my question.

I feel my lips draw into a thin line as I shuffle my feet around awkwardly, my shoes very much still on.

Am I crazy?

"G'd'night mate, thanks again for letting me in on such short notice".

"No, no, that's fine. Goodnight".

It felt strange saying goodnight to a stranger, though I had most definitely done stranger.

I feel my eyes shoot open rather rapidly, my heart pounding against my ribcage as I scramble to sit upright, taking in my surroundings eagerly before eyeing the strange man in the booth with me. I check the room once again for anything out of the ordinary, before removing the blanket from my body and standing, striding my way over the door and yanking it open silently and slipping out, closing it behind myself. I needed some fresh air.

Making my way to the end of the train, I open a door that leads to a small balcony attached to the carriage. Immediately the wind hits me, blowing my hair to the side.

Sucking in a deep breath of air, I relax my shoulders and close my eyes. I had a nightmare — rather a memory — that Coach Brunt had broken into my booth and tied me up, much like before, and decided that enough was enough and planned to end things then and there.

A pretty sad nightmare, huh.

I enjoy the breeze a little longer before turning around and opening the door, walking back into the train carriage and back to my booth. Opening the door, I am surprised to see Grah-Grayson awake and sat upright, watching out of the window at the scenery. It was early for him to be awake, it was about five in the morning and the sun had begun rising, casting a gentle glow in the booth.

"Ah, mate, there you are, are you alr-......."

The words leave his mouth as he stares at me in surprise, horror, happiness, sadness and recognition... a mix of everything. Exactly what I was feeling.

Tears fill my eyes as I gaze at the male before me. It couldn't be...

"G-Gray?"

"Black sheep..?."

Grah-Grayson stands up, tears in his own eyes as he stares at me intently.

Stepping forward, I feel my arms raising slightly and before I knew it I was lunging for him, sobs wreaking through my lips as tears flowed heavily from my eyes. Engulfing him in my arms, I feel him do the same with just as much ferocity. I hear sobs come from him too, his chest rising and falling quickly and sharply with each gasp of air.

Before anything could be said, I feel anger suddenly wash over me, leading me to remove my arms from around him and shove him away harshly, placing some distance between us.

A confused whimper leaves his mouth, clearly unintentionally, but before he could say anything I let months worth of hurt, confusion, upset and anger form into words and flow out freely.

"Gray where were you?! W-What did you mean 'don't tell her' that you woke up!! Do you know how long I waited for you to wake up in the hospital, unable to see you or hear from you, not knowing that you had long gone?! Do you- Do you know how long I WAITED fOR YOU? Three months Gray- three months that you were gone and I was waiting for you to wake up so that we could start over, so that I could know you were okay!" The words kept flowing out, no matter how much I tried to stop them. Although I didn't try. I couldn't bring myself to try. I started pacing back and forth as I rambled, making sure the emphasis on certain words came out.

"Carmen, let me explain, I-"

I cut him off, anger still clouding my better judgement.

"NO Gray, you don't get to explain until you hear me!! I searched EVERYWHERE for days, weeks, months for you, thinking that something had happened to you, only to be told by Chief that you had requested to not have your condition or whereabouts revealed to me! Why Gray, why..? If you were angry or upset at me and didn't want to see me, you could have just told me instead of making me worry like that! I spent so many nights awake trying to find out where you were with the help of Player, but nothing!! NOTHING!"

I heave out everything that has been resting on my shoulders, the feeling of relief evident on my shoulders as a weight had been lifted.

"Carmen I was never upset at you, more of I was upset at myself. It was my fault that you had been captured and lured in, I knew what was happening and I could have prevented it, but I didn't. I blamed myself for you being brainwashed and hurt, and for myself being hurt. I was such an idiot and I didn't want to do something that could hurt you again-"

"And yet you did.." I remark with a whisper, adverting my eyes as I crossed my arms over my chest, hugging myself and sniffling as I did so.

"I know and I'm sorry... I didn't want to interfere with your life, not after everything that had happened. VILE was caught and disbanded, you had information on your mother, everything was over and you had a fresh start ahead of you and I didn't want to get in the way of that. So, I changed my identity and lived away from the public eye, hidden away where you could not find me. It wasn't just a fresh start for you, it was one for me too... I asked for you to not be told of my departure, even though Cheif strongly suggested against it, the same with that Julia lady. I told them it was my only request, and they allowed it eventually. I now realise that wasn't a good idea and that it hurt you much more than I believed it could or would... I am so sorry Carmen.. I really am so, incredibly sorry.. I can't blame you if you are angry at me, I gue-"

"Of course I'm angry at you!! I finally realised after all of that time that I was in love with you, and I was prepared to tell you, only to find that you were gone! Those three months left in the dark were pure heaven compared to the.. the shitty, crappy, horrible feelings once I found out you were gone!"

I watch as Gray's eyes widen in surprise, as he stutters his next sentence, his face flushed from tears, much like my own.

"C-Carmen.. you- what did you just.. what did you just say?"

"That I realised after all of this time that I was in love with you, so very incredibly in love with you, and that I was prepared to tell you!" I growl.

We both stand there in silence, the cool feeling of my tears drying up on my face present. Sudden realisation dawns upon me at what I had just boldly announced. Smacking my hand over my mouth, I gasp, my eyes widening as the realisation finally sets in completely.

Nothing is said between us as we just stare one another in the eyes, waiting for the other to speak.

"Gray, I-"

I cut myself short as Gray abruptly strides towards me confidently, raising his hands to cup my cheeks as I step back, unsure of what was happening. Staring down into my eyes, Gray smiles gently.

"You always were a cheeky one, sneaking your way into my heart the way you did".

My stomach fills with butterflies at that, a small smile making its way onto my face, accompanied by little giggles. Soon enough, I was laughing uncontrollably into Gray's chest, him onto my shoulder.

The laughter died down soon after, we were just left with warm smiles on our faces.

Moving his hand across my face, his thumb stroking my cheek and his other hand caressed the back of my neck, he looks down at my lips before looking into my eyes.

"May I?"

That one sentence had my stomach doing flips as though I were a schoolgirl who just confessed her undying love to her crush and received the same feelings back, though I guess in some respects I was that schoolgirl, just a little older.

"You may".

With that, Gray leans down, pressing his lips gently against mine and pulling away. I did not feel those fireworks that people would describe a true-loves kiss as, rather I felt complete, safe, happy, joyous, excited, calm, at peace and so many more pleasant things, much better than those so described fireworks.

Leaning in for a second kiss, I met Gray halfway with just as much passion, more ferocity this time, however. Soon though, we had to depart for air, a gentle blush growing over both of our cheeks.

"Carmen, I-"

"Excuse me, are you two alright in there? I could faintly hear you arguing from next door".

Looking behind me, there was an older woman stood in the doorway, a concerned look on her face.

"Yes, we are alright madame, thank you for your concern. Sorry for the noise, everything is sorted now" I explain, turning to face the woman.

"Very well then, there is no need to apologise my dear, as long as you are both okay. Oh, and sorry for interrupting your moment"

The lady giggles cheekily, before making her way back to her booth while rambling on about young love, or something along the lines.

"We should probably close the door, no?"

"Yes, we should. You, mister, have a lot to explain to me, especially what you have been up to since we last saw one another".

I smile as I leave Grays embrace, walking to the door and closing it.

"As do you. We have a while till we reach my destination, so shall we?"

"Hmm... I say sleep and then explain at a later time, on a date perhaps?"

"Friday, 8PM at Au Vieux Paris d'Arcole?" Grey wiggles his eyebrows, a smile on his face as he does so.

Laughter bubbles in my throat as I sniffle, wiping away any tear streams on my face as I nod my head eagerly.

"Call it a date".

A/N: This is my first ever oneshot/story piece that I've done on here and I honestly do not know how good it is, or how bad it is. All I can hope is that it's decent. It was inspired by @wizardsoffthecoast who had mentioned something about this, so here we are. I hope you enjoy it!

(I do apologise for any spelling mistakes!)

[sylvie-cannot-write]

Hello! Welcome to the genshin fandom haha XD may I request Kaeya, Zhongli, and Childe reacting to reader coming out as asexual? If that's too many characters you can just do Kaeya lol I love that man XD thank you in advance!!

Request:

may I request Kaeya, Zhongli, and Childe reacting to reader coming out as asexual? If that's too many characters you can just do Kaeya lol I love that man XD thank you in advance!!

ahaha i kinda projected a bit here (I’m greysexual) so uuuh yeah- i really hope all of these are in character, and i hoped these turned out the way you wanted!

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kaeya

- you were very nervous coming out to him

- you were shaking out of nerves

- you had set up a cozy date at home for the both of you with the intention to come out in a very casual way

- but now you were panicking, so it definitely wasn’t going to plan

- he noticed your shaking and was concerned, but decided to try to calm you down without forcing you to tell him what was wrong

- he collected a bunch of blankets and pillows, and even fixed you some hot chocolate

- this calmed you down a little, but made you feel a smidge of guilt

- you turned to him and quickly blurted out what you had on your mind

”heyimasexualandireallyhopeyourokwiththisand-“

”hey hey, slow down. I didn’t hear what you said.”

- you came out a bit slower, and he smiled and pulled you into a hug

- he didn’t really care if you guys ever did anything like that going into his relationship with you, and he wasn’t expecting anything more now

- he was just happy to be your partner :)

zhongli

- unlike kaeya, he’s not going to notice your nerves

- or at least he isn’t going to notice them as fast

- you had decided to tell him on a date that was more seclusive

- you both had a lot of fun, but the idea of telling him your sexuality was nagging in the back of your mind

- deciding to not worry about it anymore, you turned to him and told him

”hey, I’m asexual. I really hope this doesn’t bother you are anything-“

”why wouldn’t i be fine with it? I didn’t fall for you with intercourse in mind, after all.”

- you smiled as you pulled him in for a gentle hug, and after a moment he reciprocated

- the both of you enjoyed the rest of your date, and afterwards went home and cuddled

childe

- he noticed that you were nervous, and approached you about it

- this only increased your nerves, so he suggested to spar for a little bit to help clear your mind

- you agreed to this, figuring you would be calmed down enough afterwards to be able to tell him

- as you spared, you didn’t seem to be calmed down

- you couldn’t help but focus on your ever-increasing nerves, and ended up getting hit because of hit

- you flew back and landed on your back, and Childe ran up to check on you

- you wrapped your hands around his neck as he picked you up and carried you back to your shared house, finally setting you down on the kitchen counter as he went to get the first aid kit

- it wasn’t a big cut that he left, but it wasn’t really a small one either

- as he tended to your wounds, you decided to finally get it off your chest

”Childe, I’m asexual. I hope this doesn’t make you think of me any different.”

”Is this what you were nervous about? It doesn’t matter to me if you want to have sex or not, I’d much rather just be with you.”

- you smiled as he hugged you, then hissed as he applied alcohol to your wound

- you glared at him as he chuckled, and continued to care for your wounds

[ssickprimus]

whts so great about doofus jerry? not bein ass, just interestd in why you love him!

well, he’s a jerry smith. a cooking nutcase. the enraged man-baby all the way down, till his very end. he’s yanderish, single-minded, hellbent weirdo, that spends the majority of his days bullying one single old man!

i guess, what i’m trying to say is that he’s fun to me, conceptually! i always was sold on the idea of a jerry being a tad no-good, a bit more crazy, than he usually is!

i love extremes in characters! and i can’t help, but feel like evil jerry is all 367 different layered emotions, that main jer has, but never truly expresses. like from canon perspective, doof jerry feels largely, and he aims big. his greed is more of a determination to get from point a to point b than any proper goal orientir. he just does smth, simply bc he can. and for me, it’s alluring on its own!! a destructive, rage-fit jerry smith! a megalomaniac, that drips of old trauma all the same, haha.

like *taps chin* evil jerry has a lot of that ‘dark’ overpowered oc vibe, you know? almost as if main jerry thought him out all on his own lol. which is not even all that far-fetched, considering that jerry canonically likes rp! or that the comic issue itself low-key revolves around this topic. as in, jerry rp-ying another jerry, and him kinda trapping rick in that reserved fantasy of his. turning their usual dynamic inside out and forcing rick to hide, like a rat. that’s some good set-up. i’m very devoted to it!

my vision of evil jerry is very different from what i saw around tho. i haven’t ever come across anything, that would click with me fully. most of what i saw wasn’t smth, that i can personally enjoy. more so, some of it is kinda personally offensive to me. in like typical chad-ofication and hetero drag on character, that doesn’t registered with my brain as anything, but gay-coded. ughk. i don’t vibe with ‘womanizer dom male’ attire to be used on evil jerry. i just don’t recognize it as him, you know? my whole being just raises and yells that’s NOT him!! that’s not my bad son! just some stranger.. hsrgh

when i read the issue for the first, i was happy, that the person, who finally beat rick up-front was a jerry. someone, who he’s always taken a piss at, who he made fun of. it was refreshing to see a shift of usual dynamic, a challenged status quo. and while the rest of the story spent too much time beating around the bush and paying attention to things, that had nothing to do with any of jerrys, i love that they at least explored how trigger-happy and petty jerry can get, if he had no stop button. touched upon how he can be violent and unapologetic in his own way. such as making fun of kids and old people, break some dude’s leg, bc lol why not.

there are also themes/details in evil jerry’s narrative, that i rarely see executed in somewhat uuuh capturing way? like his anger issues, and how he’s still jittery and twitchy. it’s just very jerry smith stuff!

i love the parallels and difference between the two of jerrys. esp like how jerry’s crippling insecurity is smth, that morphed into evil jerry’s god complex. fhghg. it's a major issue flipped on its head. and i kinda love ‘unintentional’ evil. just someone being socially inept to almost comical extent. esp since one would expect a person of this level to be graceful and apt, but evil jerry is petulant and childish. he vaporizes people, when they refuse to call him a silly made-up name, that he picked for himself (and such a name it was lol). and he’d easily kill a bitch, simply bc she doesn't wanna be part of his Barbie collection lol. evil jerry has no chills. but he’s not nearly as suave as some folks picture him to be. not even close.

truth to be told, i have many evil jerry thots, but i kinda cucked myself into never doing much with them. mostly due to how the fandom + influence from a couple of hella toxic buddies made it somewhat harder to share them, or even see it as valid take. but i mean, it is valid to me, haha.

i like that evil jerry a specific, individual part of jerry, that isn’t like a father, or a husband. it’s just jerry smith in a void, without all those other people governing him around. and it’s a plain case, where instead of focusing on the aspects that narrative wanted me to, i simply choose to expand on different things all together:

such as evil jerry’s emotions. or how him, staying with smiths, is basically a locked fantasy of jerry sneaking into rick’s room, going through his stuff and waiting for him there. getting handsy, bc he can and he wants to do it. and bc nothing stopping him from following after rick, and bullying him, gaining his attention via jabs and insults. just like rick did with him dhfh. all my disagreement with the comic's main narrative aside, i feel like i was granted a very self-indulgent, and very specific attire to play with.

[knight-queen]

Lunatic Parade Yuma Mukami –(Chapter 4)

[Chapter O 1]  [Chapter 2]  [Chapter 3]  [Chapter 4]  [Final] 

一

Place: Tart Tatan , Glimmer Street Restaurants 

Yui: (For now, he told me to get something to eat as I got hungry but…)

Yuma: Ah...how shall we get staaart…

Yui: It was...the one who chased two rabbits didn’t get a single one.

Yuma: Aah...what’d ya mean?

Yui: I meant, it was impossible to get both heart and that giant cake at one shot.

Yuma: Tch...fuck. Don’t just decide the rare things or stuff all for yourself!

Aah, when I feel irritated, it gets on my nerves.

Yui: (I’m aware that I can’t have a gloomy mood but, it’s not impossible to...)

(get back my heart…)

*Running footsteps*

Yuma: Nh? That man is….

The fear store Manager:  Ooh! You’re ‘re after all, I got you!!!

Yui: Good afternoon! Why are you in a hurry?

The fear shop Manager: Details explanation will be later! Anyway, I want you to come with me!

Yuma: Jeez...what’s now?

Place: サントノレパーク通り / Saint Honoré Park Street

Yui: (Shop Manager...he’s running surprisingly fast…!)

Yuma: I knew, the bakers were slow but steady...Yui! Have a look there!

Yui: Eh?

Place: サントノレパーク通り /  Saint Honoré Park Street

Yui: (There’s a curtain in the giant cake’s space…?)

Yuma: Oi, that curtain, what’s that?

Shop Manager: I’ll have you to look at that no matter what. Come on, hold this rope?

Yui: Eh?

*Hold the rope*

Shop Manager: You too! Don’t pull it roughly, okay?

Yuma: Y- yeah…

Shop Manager: Aight, we’ll start counting. Hey, is everyone prepared?

Clown D: Of course!

Shop assistant: Same here, we’re ready!

Shop Manager: Okay then….One, two and ー!!

*Uncovers the cake*

Yui: This is...a new giant cake?

Shop Manager: Yeah, we ended up making one.

Yui: Eeh?

Yuma: However...isn’t it a little different though? It’s huge but the color is also different.

Shop Assistant: Fufu~ there was a lack of ingredients at last. So, we changed it’s usual design, therefore this time is a cheese-cake!

Clown D: For this, the rear car also smelled like cheese~!

Yui: (Wow…!)

Yuma: Heeh~ It means y'all did it.

Manager:  Aah, that was the spirit. Since, it was stolen, so decided to rebake once ‘gain!

You taught us the lesson to never give up. Thanks alot for that.

Yui: No, we didn’t do any…

Manager: Nope, I’m sure, we couldn’t get stirred up all by ourselves like this.

You could face many dangers in order to bring back the cake, am I wrong?

Yuma: Aah? I don’t get it?

Clown D: Ms. Assistant, you can’t hide the truth!

Assistant: Yeah. When you were passing by through the garden shop street...you bought the seedling of the demon-world strawberry, right? 

-> Spoiler! 魔界イチゴ means Demon world’s strawberry literally! 

Yuma: Y- yeah, what’s wrong ‘bout that?

Manager: Demon world’s strawberry has a very complex color plus the taste is very luxurious...but you still wanted to plant it, which is pretty difficult to.

It’s bines completely move like a hitting whips and if the flower blooms, then the pollens are deadly poisoned, in some cases, it is also called devil strawberry.

Despite of these, you still thought you had to grow that...for the giant cake...uuuh *cries out*

Yuma: Tha- that’s right...if it’s me then, it’s a piece of cake...haha…*fake smile*

Yui: (...Does that mean he bought it without knowing anything…)

Manager: Anyways! As you showed up your stubborn side, we also couldn’t give up at all.

Me too, more, more, much more than before! I’ll have pledged to having a warming up passion for making cake!!

Assistant: Thanks to that, we’ve passed a wonderful time...really, thank you.

And also, could you concentrate on finding a rare thing for Earl Walter...for your heart?

Yui: Eh…?

Manager: You told us the time cake was stolen, no?

Clown D: We have been worried~ Could it be that you were putting off your own purposes for us.

Manager: Thank you for all of these feelings...and also you helped us, we were encouraged.

Yui: That’s….same here, thank you.

(The truth’s that….we were the one to break the cake from the very first...but still they cared about us)

Yui: Really, thank you so much.

Manager: It’s aight! You were also in trouble.

Assistant: If everything goes well, then come again for eating the cake. We’ll serve it.

Yui: Ah...yes…

( I see. Everyone’s taking me as a resident of demon-world, not a human)

(It hurts when I feel like I’m deceiving them…)

Selectionー

-> Tell them you are a human /人間だと言う 

 -> Be silent/  黙っておく  (+Correct)

Yui: (I want to say bit, but I’ll end up creating chaos for sure)

(There may be bad people out there and also I don’t want to pour water on this excitement)

*Yuma gets closer suddenly*

Yuma: Yui…

Yui: Eh..?

*Strokes her hair*

Yui: (He’s...stroking my hair…)

(Does he know that I’m being worried)

Yuma: ...You better not say extra words. You gotta lie at this point.

Yui: Yes...got it.

Yuma: Aah--, sorry for making worries! We’ll concentrate on getting heart from here on!

Clown D: Yup, yup, do your best~!!

*Yuma’s BGM*

Yuma: Aight, this time for sure! We’ll protect the cake!

Manager: But...didn’t you hear what we just said? Heart!?

Yuma: Kukuh….unfortunately, I’m not a kind man who’ll just act on protecting the cake, ya’know? Well, I’ll explain my plan.

Earl will be coming to steal this cheese-cake too. Hit it in all newspapers!!

Yui: Ah...I see…!

Clown D: But, will the cake get stolen again?

Yuma: Dumbass, we have no choice but to bring the same topic. This time I ain’t allowed to fall behind!

Protect the cake too and following that, I’ll get the heart back!...make sense?

Yui: yes…!

Assistant: If that’s the deal, then we’ll cooperate too!

We have business in the shop, so it’s impossible to help all the way but...after that, let’s have the vow and help them!

Yuma: Oh! My bad!....This girl looks so overwhelming, so I’ll count on you being super nice!!

Yui: It’s...shameless thing.

Yuma: It’s fine ‘cuz there’ll be our victory from ‘re on.

*After a while*

Yui: (It’s been a long time but…)

Yuma: He’s not showing an appearance. Where’s he, that bastaard Earl!

Yui: (The pedestrian traffic is also less than before)

(I can’t have a guess since the demon world is dark, but to its residents, this time is natural)

Sorry for having all of you gathered here. I’m sleepy for a while, is it okay to get a sleep?

Yuma: No, it’s fine. Same goes for you, are y’ feelin’ cold?

Yui: No, since you gave me a blanket, I’m fine.

Yuma: Noo, that one piece of close won’t work.

Yui: Not really, it’s fi一!

*Hugs her*

Yuma: Stop talking and cling onto me more.

Yui: ...Yes

Yuma: ...kuku, if you think about it deeply, this situation quite looks like a dream.

Yui: About what?

Yuma: Ya’ know...the atmosphere that everyone’s restless, I don’t hate it.

Perhaps it’s been so since I was a lil’ kid.

Yui: Eh? When you were a kid…?

Yuma: In the past...every single day I had to plow the field and that wasn’t fun at all.

The thing I remembered that sloppy circus used to come in the spring festival during the snow thaw time. 

To a brat liked me, it was very interesting show...and I used to watch that like a stupid.

Yui: That’s how it was…

Yuma: It was like a provincial town, so I wouldn’t stay all the time there.

End of the day, that group used to leave, continuing to wave their backs.

“Don’t leave, do it more and more...continue creating this dreamy world…” I wished.

Those circuses always used to come in my dreams...Without even having any realization, I forgot ‘bout them.

For this, when I am in this parade with you, I am having a restless and a strange mood.

Yui: I see, thank you.

Yuma: Haa? Why give me thanks?

Yui: Because you shared an event about your childhood...it’s something to be happy about.

*Yuma blushed*

Yuma: Ha? That...not really, it wasn’t like that.

Yui: Nope, thank you for sharing that.

Yuma: Jeez...well, it’s fine. It’s your turn to share some of your past.

Yui: Yes...I want to share a lot.

Yuma: Kuku, is that so.

Yui, no matter what this place’s, if I am with you then一

Earl Walter: Hahahaha!! Conversations between lovers in one kind of beauty in a parade.

Yui: Kh!!

Yuma: Finally show up!!

Earl Walter: It’s useless if you just stand and watch. This elegant giant cheeze-cake will belong to me!!

Yuma: Wait ‘re!!

*Yuma runs off*

Yui: Yuma kun!?

Look here!! Don’t ya dare to think that you’ll fight the same thing as before!!

Yui: (He is holding a...mop?)

Earl Walter: Kh...don’t tell me this cake…

Yuma: yeah, I’ll make it into a brutal state in no time!

Yui: You...can’t!

Yuma: Shut up! Don’t split out anything!

Yui: ….!

Yuma: Oi, I’ll make you hear me! Give her heart back!

Earl Walter: Haah...that means you want to trade between the heart and the cake?

Yuma: The truth’s that i don’t wanna handle any of those! But...I am sure the guys of the shop will be convinced if I talk to them!

Yui: Yuma kun, but…!

Earl Walter: Pftt...Hahahah!!

Yuma: What’s so funny!!

Earl Walter: I’m apologizing for being soaked in this sentiment, however, there’s no way trade with that heart and just this cake.

Yui: Umm...then, what can we do so you can trade?

Earl Walter: In this area, a valuable thing is…

What about trading with this boy?

Yui: (Eh...?)

Yuma: Ha? Kh...me?

Earl Walter: Someone’s precious person, it has corresponding value right?

To you, he is precious, right?

Yui: …….

(What should I do...if I agree, then Yuma kun will...)

Yuma: Haa...if I go, then she will survive, right?

Yui: Kh...no!

Yuma: But, I’m not valuable at all. Are you targeting correctly?

Earl Walter: Aah, ofcourse. Human plus vampire...very interesting.

Since I haven’t gotten anything like this before...that’s it. I’ll decorate him like a stuffed animal.

Yui: Kh! That’s absolutely NO…!

Earl Walter: Then, will you give up on trading?

Yui: Then fine! I can’t hand over Yuma kun!

Earl Walter: Then, let’s break this conversation here.

Yui: …...Yes.

(It’s good...now)

Yuma: Wait...I get it. I’ll go with you.

Yui: Eh!?

Yuma: ...I can’t give up just for this.

*Yuma knocks out Yui*

Yui: Uuh….!

*Yui falls*

*Screen black*

Yuma: I’m sorry...Yui.

???: O~i! Are you okay!?

Yui: nh...I…

Clown D: What a relief, I was worried.

Yui: Ah...Where is...Yuma kun!?

(Not here...it means he went with Earl)

Clown D: When I rushed into here, I didn’t see him.

Yui: I see….

Clown D: Yes, I don’t know where did big bro go leaving you behind~

Yui: (He told that he will decorate with Yuma...it’s very awful)

(It can’t be…!)

I have to go there. Clown san, where’s the castle of Earl Walter?

Clown D: Bernstein castle? It’s that direction.

Yui: That way...I get it, thank you so much!

Clown D: No not at all~ By the way, *sniffs*...neh, I smell something good.

Yui: Eh?

Vampire Woman A: What is the smell? It’s so delicious…

Vampire Man E:  Aah, I can smell too...hey, is this woman, a human?

Yui: Kh!?

(Smells good, does it mean me?)

(Oh...I get back my heart, by trading with Yuma)

Vampire Woman D: You, it smells so good...can I have a little?

Vampire Man B: No, I’ll be first. Come one, gimme your blood!!

Yui: Kyaa!!

(I gotta run…!)

*Runs off*

Place:ベルンシュタイン城  城門前 / Bernstein Castle  front of castle gate

Yui: Haah...haah…!

(This is bernstein castle…)

*knock*

Yui: Excuse me! Please open the gate!

Give back Yuma kun!!

(I gotta get their attention quickly or…!)

*Running footsteps*

Vampire Man A:  Here she’s!! That woman!!

Vampire Woman A: Hey, lemme suck first!!

Vampire Man D: Nooo, me first! Hey you, come here!

Yui: Kh...No, don’t touch!!

*Knock*

(Please, open…!)

*Soaring*

Vampire Man C: Hm? Something’s flying? A giant bat…

Vampire Woman C: Hey, come here, won’t you!?

*Eagle’s flying*

Yui: (That’s...the egg we wanted to get in the mine, the giant mom eagle?)

Vampire Man A: Kh, this woman is a wild-...wild-animal-tamer!? Run!!

Vampire Woman D: Kyaa-!!

Yui: Why….

I wanted to do a terrible thing with you...but you helped me?

Thank you...kyaa!

(It’s rubbing my back...does she want me to ride?)

Vampire Man B: First of all, we have to deal with that eagle!

Vampire Woman D: Beat that at first!

Yui: Kh...please, fly away!!

(Let’s cling onto her...I’m sure it’s gonna be fine….!)

*Flies*

Yui: (Kh...I could be thrown off)

Vampire Man E: Oi, you can’t escape! Shoot it and make her fall!!

Yui: Fly higher…!

Place : Sky

Yui: ( Wow...she has reached higher in to time)

(It’s fine if she left me inside the castle)

(I don’t know she’ll understand my language, but let’s request)

Would you mind if I get off in that castle?

There’s a person there whom I can’t lose...please!

*Flying to that direction*

Yui: Kyaa!

(Diving down...I'll collide…!)

Place: ベルンシュタイン城  バルコニー / Bernstein Castle Balcony

Yui: (...Huh? It doesn’t hurt?)

Waah, wait, I’ll get off.

*Gets off*

Thank you for helping...you can now go back to your eggs.

(Maybe that cake has already hatched out? It was good that I gave back the egg couragely)

(He forcefully stole my heart but now he simply exchanged it, how weird. So, I can’t give up at all.)

(So two of us can escape together...for now, I have to search him first.)

Place: ベルンシュタイン城 宝物庫 / Treasure Room of Bernstein Castle 

Yui: (Waah...wonderful, all of these are Earl’s collection?)

(Glittering stuffs and also slightly creepy things...there are so many)

(I’m sure each of the owners of these treasures cherished a lot….I can’t forgive him.)

*Foot steps*

Yui: Kh…!

(Looks like someone’s here...I have to hide!)

???: Who’s there?

Yui: (Eh...this voice)

Yuma...Kun?

Yuma: Yui…?

Yui: Yuma kun!

Yuma: Why are y’ ‘re? That’s even alone...it’s dangerous!

Yui: Giant mom eagle protected me all the way and brought me here.

Yuma kun, why’d you go all by yourself? It’s awful!

I couldn’t help it...even if I helped all the way, I won’t be satisfied at all.

Yuma: Haah...Not really, I just paid back everything you did, that was all.

I told you that if you cut out your own purposes and think only ‘bout others, it’s comeout like this!

Yui: Kh…

Yuma: Of course, I didn’t do it just with a single inference.

My real intention was to help you, no matter what happens to me.

I really don’t care about the strangers but if it’s you then I can’t lose.

If it means to help you then I’ll overwhelmingly put myself into a fire...even though you’ll be sad.

Yui: (I can’t say anything back...he was always holding sorrowful feelings for me)

(Despite of then, I... was just acting on my own)

Yuma: Did you understand the feelings of the guys you left behind?

Yui: Kh…

Yuma: I’m asking if you understand their feelings when they were chasing after the person who was risky flying!?

*Yui cries*

Yuma: ….Now, crying out will be a foul game.

Yui: Because….uuh…

Yuma: If you’ve learned by this experience, don’t you ever throw out your life away, got it?

Yui: ….Yes...uuuh….

Yuma: Aah, you’re making an ugly face. Don’t just stand, c’mere.

Yui: Eeh…?

Yuma: You come to steal me from Earl, no? ...Kukuh, what ‘bout catching me then?

*Yui blushed and then laughs*

Yui: ...Yuma kun!

*Runs off*

*Fades to CG*

Yui: I’m sorry…

Yuma: I’m tired of hearing your “Gomennasai” Say something different.

For example “As a punishment for acting on my own, I’ll let you suck blood as much as you can” etc.

Yui: Yes...I’ll let you, no matter what’s the amount.

Yuma: heeh? You say it after all.

Yui: Because I got my heart back, and sure my blood will taste ー

Yuma: Haah...Stoppu! I told you that I don’t care ‘bout the taste. Don’t go against it.

Yui: But...you were the 1st one to say that “I want to suck your blood”

Yuma: Oh, well...I didn’t say for it’s yummy taste...I want it, because it’s your blood.

Don’t misunderstand.

Yui: Yes…!

Yuma: Kukuh...you’re finally making such a happy face just ‘cuz I’ll drink your blood. You can’t escape from these fangs anymore.

Yui: ...I don’t want the fangs, what I want is just to stay by your side.

Yuma: Haah? You also said it before…

Yui: It’s something to give back.

Fufu

Yuma: Well, I’ll forgive today.

Yui...let’s stay together forever.

Yui: (These gentle eyes...put me at ease)

(Stay with me all the time, Yuma kun)

*CG Fades*

*Claps, Claps*

Yuma: You dumbass!

Yui: Earl Walter!?

Earl Walter: Hahahah, you did really wonderful.

Yuma: Haa? What are ya’ saying?

Earl Walter: I thought you guys will be the perfect to possess the treasure.but...I didn’t think you’d do that far.

Yui: What do you mean?

Earl Walter: Sometimes it’s charm confuses humans and leads to misery.

...Vampires are deceived and end up going to a wrong path, the same goes with your heart.

So you and your partner are the appropriate owners of this heart. I was the judge.

But, it was needless to be worried. If your mutual bond continues like this, it’ll be fine.

Yuma: Tch...Without even yer words, it’s obvious to be fine!!

I mean, it’s still fishy. You make everyone unhappy for that cake.

Yui: (Certainly...everyone was having a smiling face…)

Earl Walter: Aah, I ate that cake as much as I could.

Yuma: Haaah!?

Earl Walter: I lost my interest in the cake so I returned it back to the forum. As I thought, a suitable amount is important. 

Yui: (So that was his purpose….I’m somehow disappointed.)

Yuma: I get it but not get it. When I speak with bastards like you, I wanna hit so bad. Anyway...see ya.

Yui: But, how can we get back…

Yuma: We’ll fly from the balcony...I want to have you in my arms for a while.

Ya’ can’t get separated.

Yui: ...Yes!

-> Continue

一 The end of Chapter O 4

[smallestclowninthecircus]

Season 3 notes popping off

due to my desire to not completely fail all my classes this year i made myself slow down significantly while listening to this season, and the fact that the other person i'm listening along with had to catch up. We've managed to convert several other people to start listening and its pretty great.

ep 81: what does it even mean to be chosen by one of them? And if he was chosen by the eye. we know Gertrude wasnt? Because she cut the eyes out of the magazines?

ep 82: elias lmao. I understand why people like him so much bahshdhdk i thought he was gonna snitch on Jon but he didnt so he's fine. Ok but how do we think he knew all that stuff. Idk probably just institute connections. I love the fact that the recorder just wants to record stuff randomly bjahsjdhd. Elias feels a lot like Michael in the sense that he knows more than he should and talks in a way that implies he just wants to wait and see how things play out for his own benefit. I understand him knowing the things that happened but his description of her emotions implies something paranormal. Maybe he's connected to one of the entities. Which one I cannot guess.

ep 83: did a file get delivered randomly to the place he's staying at? Probably elias lmao. He thinks the mannequin is related to the stranger. Idk I would believe it.

ep 84: worms? I know he says earth worms but idk. Again? Is she making gordon golems out of trash? Martin popping off. You can tell the statements get to him more that they get to Jon. How come martin is so mad about it? I want to assume he just doesnt want her to get stuck there but idk. Jude Perry. The calliope organ. Jon heard a circus in one of the last episodes

ep 89: he's talking to perry? Like jude Perry? He says ... God? Is that what it is? Lmao. The Desolation. Jon is tired of ppl being vague and not telling him stuff lmao. Oh God Jon is so confused. Compel her? Is she assuming he has some kind of power? Does he have powers? Hmm. im agreeing with jon here please jesus christ why does everyone have to be so cryptic. Just say what you mean. "maybe you get an itchy eye" bahasjkdfklsjdf girl what. Agnes saved her? Oh this is the girl from the cafe story? So theres the Cult of the Lightless Flame? They worship whatever entity this is? The Desolation? Why do they all seem like they sorta worship her then? Is Gretchen gonna die oh god. fuckin michael. a different michael aaah. i see. dont do it shes gonna burn you. sir. please. sir dont you dare do- WHAT DID I SAY what did you think was gonna happen hhh.

ep 90: try to make it less obvious you're trying to get fired big T. Elias that doesnt sound like the most healthy thing to do. oh dear is this gonna be triggering for me. uuuuuh. uuuuuuuuuh. doesnt seem like it ok gonna keep listening. Jared. hmmmmm. Ok we've seen Keay and hotner or whatever his name was.

ep 91: Michael Crew. Oh is this the lightning scar guy. Mister jon sir did you just die. No? God everyone is so fuckin cryptic. Say normal things please. They all just like to go on about pain and agony and j e s u s c h r i s t we get it you got hurted by whatever thing. So theyre avatars? question mark? Jude Perry is an avatar of The Desolation? hhhh fractals. thats a spiral thing innit. Yup. messing with your perceptions. God they all talk about feeding their god and feeding that which feeds them and. hh what does that meann. Leave big J. please. uh oh. is it daisy? how come he has the web lighter still? the tape recorder just turns on sometimes you know how it is. So he can compel people? not that he knows it obviously but. a bit wack. powers go brr i guess? If the eye just wants knowledge i guess he feeds it by getting the statements? b/c i doubt it wants him to murder ppl or whatever.

ep 92: elias you all knowing fuck what do you know. (i guess all given what i just said) Lukas. Heard of them before. Mordecai Lukas. Loneliness. The lonely even. Jonah Magnus. Elias ur sounding like a bit of a dickhead rn. lmao jon's just like "i dont care" elias what is ur deal. Why does he want to tie her in. ohh i see. lmao theyre all just like "elias why" The Unknowing lol seems very much like something the eye wouldnt like. lol elias is gettin all philosophical. what does it really mean to be human. this still doesnt answer why gertrude wanted to destroy the archives tho.

ep 93: bahsjdfh he seems so dead inside rip. awww admiral. i love him already. ghh breacon and hope. purple mold. doesnt sound like anything we've seen so far. I think the funniest explanation for breacon and hope is that they dont actually serve the stranger they just kinda happen to be a random neutral party that cart around random spooky entity related stuff. ooooh. when we hear the slight static of the tape recorder it's cuz he's compelling ppl.

ep 94: the end! listen man they were all just grayed up for 4/13.

ep 95: the end also? death but also savagery/ animalistic shit. aww martin. lmao becerra. she's just been chillin in the corner.

ep 96: return to sender. haha minecraft go brr. prediction: breacon and hope? yup there we go. jon why is there an echo. are you in a stairwell? is he gonna eat it- yup. how did i call it. unsure abt what theyre talking about but ok. they kidnapped someone? Sarah Baldwin. ooooh that guy.

ok im just putting this here so i have notes for when nicholas gets to this part. It seems like (from jon's conversation with jude perry) that the desolation and the eye are kinda at odds with eachother? like i guess not directly but it seems like they dont really vibe? so how could be with both. Cuz if he has the heat powers and shit then we know he's an avatar of the desolation. but then why does he have so much eye imagery. also he got burned intentionally? like jude did when she went on her monologue about the feeling of burning? but then why did he wear the eye pendant. it stops him from being burned all the way which seems like he's not fully accepting the fire or whatever.

Nooooo I lost like a bunch of my notes rip. I keep forgetting to save.

Ep 104: tim gives a coherent statement without jon even being there. Ugh. Fucking robert smirk. Dont like him. Joey. Dont recognize the name. The show must go on. Clown. The spooky circus?

ep 105: total war... shogun 2? jon is just understanding languages again. "if i understood mandarin or cantonese" are you sure you dont big man?

ep 106: havent we heard this one already? mans in space? oh no this is just another episode in space. fairchild... uuuh. cant remember. oh! this is related to that! this is one of the ppl from the other side. sounds like a Vast thing. oh he's the one that the dude saw? but that guy didnt have a face... she's sorta like jon. wanting to dismiss the statements. lmao i love the workplace gossip. ace jon for the win! oh cmon elias dont be a dick. sunny meadows or whatever. thats the place we heard about.

ep 107: oh great is it jude perry again. Third Degree. bahahsdkfj she was arrested. sorry but imagining this old british lady getting arrested is funny. she was trying to resurrect him. using the skin book. he's not feeling well. jon take a nap. i wonder if this is what happens when he uses his powers too much. He gets into The Zone when he reads statements lol. didn't we have a burning train car in anothre statement? is it julia fairchild? bahahahs "kidnapped. Again." poor jon honestly. julia... about her dad. daughter of the murder shed guy? hunting like your dad liked to hunt or normal people hunting. oh hunting vampires!

ep 108: melanie has been suffering. poor martin peter lukas why do you have to be like this. can he not just use the front door? does he have to bother the ppl doing statements?

ep 109: how come he cut her off? kinda rude tbh. its either jon's influence or there was smth he didnt want her saying. is it gerard on the table? this sounds kinda like smth from one of the university episodes. is it the closed eye on the hand? yup. he's like one of the students! if the thing listening in is elias then... he can do that without the tape recorder yknow. plus who's to say it wont just turn itself on again

110: who wants to bet its a leitner?

111: Lukas related to The Lonely. I used to not like Gerard that much but i like him more now. but i thought there were 15? ohhh thats right isnt flesh newer? gerry for the win honestly. finally telling jon things.

112: lol "again" no one ever tells any of these ppl anything. tim and basira are just out of the loop constantly. music, like the war episodes. The hunt or the slaughter? probably the hunt. so Daisy is related to the hunt right? basira likes the reading, she's doing fine at the institute. daisy's getting worried...

113: it just turned on randomly. what is it lol. explossives! oh boy. why do they always assume he turned it on intentionally. melanie youre not making me like you that much. which entity is this about i cant tell. lol he was disappointed it was just the end. The title Breathing Room made me think it was gonna be about the buried but i guess not. So many of these entities deal with death but the end is one that deals in just death. it has no need for fancy deaths, just death is enough

114: more hilltop road statements? the tree. oh boy. ok the tree has 8 arms obviously theres the spider parallels. was she taken into an alternate universe? oh no. jon tries to phrase things so he's not asking questions. thats honestly good. "sometimes i was kidnapped" oh dear. they got gertrude. daisy ur so odd lmao. who wants to bet they dont know the tape recorder's running?

115: silaca? or whatever? antique man? meat grinder... related to the meat is meat episode? oh wow. they buy antiques from him. maybe dont antagonize this creature which can kill you?

116: lol theyre all just so done with elias. music? is it like the one band that if you hear them you die or wtvr. oh its chess? i am very much confused. mmm stranger go brr. gorilla skin? oh shit the dance. woah. this is so good. this is so gender. the words are wonderful. "you can just say tim" lmao trying to fool elias never feels like a good idea.

117: except elias lmaoo. oh shit. leitner getting some use for once idk. bruuh poor melanie she has been thru so much shit. martin you can just say youre worried about jon. lol he's so accurate in his jon impression. lol who was that. was that daisy? lmaoo. oop hi tim. oh god i hope tim doesnt die. i feel like i wouldve heard about that? but im not sure. destroying the source of knowledge is gonna be hard for jon. yay jon! you did a good thing. let him rest.

118: go off martin lmao. awww poor martin. oh god the tape gets that squealy quality and its awful.

119: woah. lots of things happening. uhh. POP OFF TIM!!

120: lmao elias giving a statement about jon's dreams lol. damn jon doesnt even get his own dreams? has to stay Watching even when he's asleep? f in the chat this man goes thru so much shit. oh boy its peter. lol martin my beloved. idk i dont trust peter.

[fluffy-lee]

Don’t Push Captain America in the Pool

Part 2 of the series "Vacation."

This is a TICKLE fic. If you're not into that, you don't have to read.

PLATONIC Avengers x reader

Warnings: none

Summary: After arriving at the cabin, the Avengers settle in and begin the fun. An unexpected guest arrives and Y/n pushes Steve in the pool!

Everyone got out of the van and took their bags to their rooms. You were sharing a room with Nat. It was a nice room with two beds with beautiful white comforters and lace pillows, and a bathroom. The cabin had a vintage vibe with classy furniture, and a cozy, homey feel. You were beyond excited to be spending some extra time with Nat. She was your mentor and your relationship with her was similar to the relationship between Tony and Peter. 

  “Nat! This place is beautiful! Look!” You said, standing with your hands on the rims on the window sill, pointing at the gorgeous view of mountains in the distance, giant pine trees scattered around the property, and the sun shining on the blue pool below. It was perfect. 

 Nat chuckled. “It is so pretty.” She smiled, putting her arm around your small shoulders. 

    You both ran down the stairs, and when you turned the corner, you nearly knocked into Peter. Thankfully, his spidey sense warned him and he scooped you up. 

  “Woooah there! Haha someone’s excited!” Peter giggled. 

  “Sorry Pete! I didn’t mean to!” You said smiling up at him. 

  “It’s alright! Guess what! I have my own room and bathroom and it is awesome!” Peter said proudly. He was pretty excited about having his own room and had been telling Mr. Stark how excited he was. 

 “Sorry kid, I uh, just didn’t have the heart to tell you…” Tony sighed. 

 “Tell me what?” Peter asked, with a bit of concern. He set you down at his side.

Suddenly there was a loud thundering noise and a crash outside. Peter’s eyes widened. You knew that sound. You and Peter raced out to the white front porch. 

  “Hello roommate! I am here to keep you company and join you all on your… What do you call it? Vacation! Yes! Hahaha!” Thor laughed, referring to Peter as his roommate. 

  “THOOOOR!” You screamed, running to his arms.

He smiled brightly at you, lifting you up in the air before engulfing you in a big hug. You laughed with glee. You hadn’t seen him in what felt like forever. 

  “My sweet Y/n. I’ve missed you.” He said, kissing your cheek. 

  “I missed you so much.”

  “So uuuh… You’re going to be sharing the room with me?” Peter asked, shifting in his place, his hands resting awkwardly on his hips.

  “Yes! Haha it’s going to be great!” Thor said, tossing his hammer under a tree.

Peter thought “Wow. Sharing a room with a god is pretty freaking awesome. But this might be a disaster.”

  Thor rested you on his hip and carried you inside, following Peter. Thor was greeted by everyone and it was soon decided that it was time to try out the pool. You were helping Tony get dinner started before he tried to kick you out to go have fun and swim. 

  “Tony, I’m having fun with you cooking!” You exclaimed, hugging his waist from behind. 

Tony stopped what he was doing and giggled, turning around in your arms. 

  “I have plenty of help here with Pep, Wanda, and Vision. What is it that you want?” He smiled.

  “Nooothing. Maybe your attention.” You said bashfully. 

  “Really? Are you sure you want my attention?” He challenged, trapping you to his chest and latching his hand on your side. 

You shrieked as he tickled your side harshly in a particularly ticklish spot of yours. 

  “No no no!” You squealed. “I give! I give!” 

Tony let up and pointed out the window. “Go swim! Or I’ll get your belly!” 

  “Okay! Goooosh!” 

You made your way upstairs and changed into your swimsuit and slipped on your flip flops.

  You slid open the screen back door and made your way out to the deck where the pool was. You walked through the tall green grass and up the wooden stairs with your towel tossed over your shoulder. You saw Nat, Bucky, Sam, Steve, and Thor in the pool. No Peter, oddly enough. Bucky climbed out and started approaching you, dripping water all over the deck. 

 “What took you so long? I’ve been dying to throw you in the pool since we got here.” Bucky smirked. 

 “I was avoiding Captain America and the Winter Soldier throwing me in the pool.” You sassed.  Bucky scooped you up and threw you in the pool, but before you hit the water, someone caught you. It was Peter! He was hanging from a web in the tall pine that towered over the pool deck. 

  “Gotcha!” Peter shouted happily. 

You cheered and hugged his neck, while he swung onto the deck with you in his arms. 

  “Nice try, Daddy! But I’ve got Spider-Man on my side!” You bragged. 

Bucky laughed before launching toward a screaming Peter as he chased him all over the deck. 

 Steve stepped out of the pool and towered over you. 

  “Can you run from me, Y/n?” Steve challenged.

 “You? No! But… I can do this!” You pushed him into the pool. 

He made a huge splash and you followed after him. The cold water shocked you, rushing around you and through your hair. The water was chilly at first, but you quickly got used to it and it felt amazing. You came up from under the water and caught your breath, before joining Steve in a fit of giggles. 

  You, Steve, Bucky, Peter, Sam, Nat, and Thor had been swimming for a while and it was currently sunset. 

  “Hey Thor!” You called from where you were sitting on the stairs. 

  “Yes?” He asked, swimming over to you. 

  “Do you want to play mermaids?” 

Steve began howling with laughter at your question. 

  “Why yes of course, Princess! You do need to teach me how to, though.” Thor said, before going on about the many different mermaids he had encountered in his lifetime while your mind, as well as Peter’s, exploded over the fact that they were REAL. 

  “Dinner!” Wanda called from the back porch. 

“I’ll teach you how to play when we swim tomorrow, Thor!” You said happily as you climbed out of the pool to dry off. 

  “Aren’t you a little old to play mermaids?” Steve teased.

  “Uh… aren’t you a little old to be alive?” You sassed. Before running towards the house, wrapped in your towel. 

Steve just giggled to himself, and walked back to the house, passing Peter bombarding Thor with questions about mermaids. 

  After dinner you were showered and in your pajamas, sitting on the living room carpet, playing chess with Peter. Peter was focusing on his next move when you saw Steve enter the room with a rather intimidating look on his face, staring you down. 

   “Y/n.” He said towering over you and Peter. 

You smiled up at him nervously. You had an idea of what this could be about. 

  “Yes?”

  “Remember when you pushed me in the pool earlier? Oh and when you insulted my age?” Steve asked. 

  “Nuh-uh.” You gave him a sheepish smile. 

Peter gave you an “I’m scared for you” look. 

 “I think you remember.” Steve said, raising an eyebrow. 

 “Alright. Let me know when this is over.” Peter told you, rolling onto his back and whipping out his phone to scroll through it. 

You scooted back into the corner behind you, having nowhere else to go. 

 “Ohohoho I’m gonna get you.” Steve chuckled teasingly, slowly approaching you. As he got closer he wiggled his fingers at you. 

Butterflies swarmed in your stomach and you giggled nervously. It had actually been a while since Steve tickled you. You and Steve had a special relationship. Everyone knew it. He’d saved your life and the moment he saw you, he knew you were special, even though he didn’t know you were the daughter of his best friend. Everything he’d done to protect you and bring your father back was something you’d never forget. He’d always worry about you and he’d do anything to make you happy. You loved Steve. You also loved his sweet, playful side, which would come out every so often where he’d toss you in the air and catch you, chase you through the halls of the compound to snatch you up and tickle you into oblivion. It was your favorite even though you could never admit it, but Steve knew.

  “Nooohohohooo!” You giggled nervously.

  “Yes!” Steve said, grabbing your ankle and gently spidering on the bottom of your foot, making you shriek with laughter. 

Steve chuckled and dragged you out into the open, before crawling over you. You tried to scoot away but he just dragged you back and straddled your waist. He grabbed your flailing wrists and pinned them over your head with one hand. He started to crack up because you were already laughing and freaking out even though he hadn’t started tickling you yet. 

  “Relax Ms. Y/n! You act like I’m gonna tickle-” Steve paused when he said the word. He noticed your cheeks flush at it. “Tickle.” Steve had a teasing grin spread across his face when he noticed your reactions to the word. 

You couldn't even look at him so you tried to bury your face in your shoulder. 

  “Y/n gets all blushy when I say TIC-KLE!” Steve grinned and laughed at you.

  “Staaahhhaaaap! I hate you!” You said through flustered giggles. 

Steve pretended to be hurt. “No! I thought you loved me!” He sang as he used his free hand to attack all over your collarbones and neck. 

You immediately fell into such hard belly laughter that you could rarely catch your breath. He dug all over into the spaces between bones and your nervous system went wild and you were in ticklish agony. 

  “I thought you loved it when I train with you and make you breakfast and you always give me hugs and want to cuddle and oh what else? You want me to TICKLE you to pieces!” Steve rambled teasingly while your laughter fell silent and you tried to squirm away. 

The teasy rambling should’ve killed you. He let you catch your breath while he shifted and released your wrists, only to shoot both hands under your arms, sending you straight into high pitched, squeaky laughter. He cackled at your reaction. You felt your face burn and tears forming in your eyes, as his fingers curled and uncurled over and over again, his blunt nails scritching at your skin. 

  “You better say you love meeee!” He sang, now traveling his hands down to your ribs, vibrating his fingertips on the surface of your bones. 

You tried to reply, but you were thrown into hysterics, just like he knew you would be.

  “I LOOOOOVE YOU!” You managed to scream through your laughter, hoping he’d let you breathe for one second. He let you breathe for a bit.

  “So.. you lied to me? A few minutes ago you said you hated me! I don’t know what to believe anymore Y/n!” Steve teased as he scribbled feather light tickles on your ribs. 

  “What’s going on here?” You heard Sam ask from behind you. 

  “Oh you know I’m just tickling Y/n’s ribs.” Steve said casually, as he started to tickle your ribs harder, causing your laughter to increase. “Y/n has veeery ticklish ribs!” Steve said through gritted teeth and raised his eyebrows at you, before shaking your entire rib cage in the most unbearably ticklish way. Your laughter fell silent again and Steve slowed his tickling down, knowing you needed to breathe. You heard Sam walk away laughing.

  “Steeeheheheve!” You whined as he began squeezing your sides. You were a flustered mess and absolutely loving this. He knew you were, otherwise he wouldn’t be so ruthless. 

  “What?” He giggled as he became scribbling circles all around your belly button. 

You, of course, were lost in your laughter again. 

  “What? What were you trying to tell me, Y/n?” He asked teasingly. He scooted your shirt up a little to flutter his fingertips on the bare skin of your tummy and you squealed and arched your back. Next thing you knew he was blowing raspberry after raspberry. His beard tickled your skin even more. He then sat up and smiled down at you and you covered your face with your hands, only to have him pull them away and nuzzle your neck. You giggled and tried to slip your hands under his arms to tickle him back. Bad idea. 

  “YOU DARE TRY TO TICKLE ME?” He boomed. You cackled at both his reaction and the feeling of rapid squeezing on your hips. 

  “SOORRY! Sorrryehehe!” You laughed. 

He tickled your knees, which were super sensitive. So sensitive, that you let out a scream catching everyone, especially Steve, by surprise. You couldn’t help it. Steve stopped and laughed at you. 

  “Ohhookay! Okay! Too much I’m sorry!” He grinned. “I’m beginning to think your tummy isn’t your most ticklish spot after all!”

 Your face was red and you were breathing heavily, but you were smiling really big. Steve knew you had enough and let up. Steve gave you a kiss on the cheek and you rolled over, exhausted from the long day, and Steve’s tickle attack. 

  Everyone headed up to bed one by one, Steve going a while ago. You found yourself lost in the TV, barely able to keep your eyes open, when you felt someone scoop you up. They began carrying you up the stairs. You looked up and it was Tony. He gave you a soft smile. 

  “Cap nearly killed you!” He whispered with a hint of sarcasm. You grinned and he chuckled. 

  “Thanks for bringing us here, Tony.” You said as he laid you on your bed. 

  “Of course, Y/n/n.” He kissed your forehead and left the room. You drifted off to sleep to the sound of the shower running in you and Natasha’s bathroom. 

...

Part 3:

[sapphirewolf1122]

Daydreams

Summary: Deku starts lusting after you and he doesn’t know how to deal with it.

Word Count: 2,519

Izuku has had a huge crush on you.

At first, you were just a coworker. The two of you had started together at Nighteye’s agency after graduating high school; though it had been taken over by Centipeder after Nighteye passed, it was hard for Deku to think of it as anybody else’s. 

While Deku had started off as a sidekick, you were an intern combat trainer; you were a master martial artist and wanted to learn to help train heroes. 

Though Izuku hadn’t had much interaction with you at first, soon you both bonded over the difficulty of meeting the demands of a new job. He soon found out that you had ulterior motives for being here. You wanted to move your way up in the agency and eventually try to get a hero's permit.

Your quirk was Daydreams; you had the ability to catch glimpses of another person’s desires. 

It worked best if you were touching them or if they were daydreaming at the moment but otherwise, you could still get enough information to use it against them through illusions. You could cause the daydreamer to see what they desire right in front of them, distracting them.

But your parents hadn’t believed that it was something that would be any good for hero work and therefore hadn’t let you apply to a hero course. Still, you kept at it, figuring out how to best utilize your quirk in a fight while also exploring multiple fighting styles.

You actually reminded Izuku a lot of Shinsou, perhaps with a more upbeat personality. But the fact that you’d had to persevere with less of a flashy quirk was something that Deku found really admirable. And he found talking to you strangely easy, something he’d never experienced when speaking to a girl. Perhaps hanging out with the girls from his class had really helped him!

He didn’t even really know he liked you until one day, he was talking to you and he started wondering what it would be like to kiss you. He had a very vivid image of just leaning in and doing so right then and there. Maybe he would start off slow, and then build it up as he—

Izuku shook his head vehemently as he tried to shake the image. You looked at him with confusion.

“Are you okay, Deku?” you asked, an eyebrow raised. 

“Y-yeah, of course! Why wouldn’t I be okay? Totally fine!” he tried to laugh it off but stopped when he saw that you didn’t seem convinced. “Uuuh...are you okay?”

That caused you to laugh, making him sigh in relief. “I’m fine, Broccoli Head. Let’s go, you have to get ready for that mission and I have some training to do.”

You got up and started walking towards the locker rooms. Izuku trailed behind you, watching as you walked. His eyes traveled up your legs, landing on your butt. It was rather nice to watch you walk, to observe how your butt moved, how the curve of your cheek....what the hell was wrong with him?

He should consider himself lucky that you didn’t make a habit of using your quirk needlessly, otherwise you would surely never let him hear the end of. It could even mean the end of your friendship!

~~~~

You were sparring with one of the pros at the agency, working mainly on hand-to-hand combat. With how dedicated you’d been to your martial arts studies, even some of the long-time pros had some difficulty keeping up with you.

Right now, you had the upper hand. Your opponent was a large man who focused too much on brute strength than actual technique. You decided to practice using your quirk while fighting and mentally reached out to your opponent. However, you couldn’t get much off of him; he was too focused on the fight. In order to get a proper reading, you’ll need to make contact for a few moments.

However, before you could move in to do so, you were caught off guard by a sudden image flashing in your mind. This caused you to hesitate and you just barely managed to dodge out of the way of a wide blow by your opponent.

What was that?

It reminded you of when you were still getting the hang of your quirk. You’d tended to get random flashes from the people around you, especially during class when daydreaming was usually at its peak. But nowadays, it normally caused a very vivid daydream for it to just pop into your head like that; yes, you’d activated your quirk but you’d had a specific focus. 

Before you could shake it off, however, the image flashed again. This time, you caught sight of a set of hands holding onto a waist, seemingly lifting the person up. 

This time, you had to perform a roll in order to get out of the way and called a time out. Your opponent asked if you were okay, clearly having noticed that you’d been distracted.

You nodded, saying that you just needed a break. 

Going to grab your water bottle, you looked around the workout room. There were several people, so the vision could’ve come from anybody. As you scanned the room, you caught sight of Deku at the entrance, still in his hero costume. Did he come straight here from a mission? Did the man never rest? 

You noticed that his face was slightly flushed, likey from the mission. Smiling at him, you waved; you looked forward to talking to him about the mission. You’d enjoyed getting to know him over the last few months. He was kind of awkward but in a cute, sweet way. He sheepishly waved back and something about his scarred hand made you hesitate before moving on. But you just shook it off and took a swig of your water. 

You didn’t notice as Izuku turned from you in shame, his already flushed face becoming even redder until he resembled a strawberry. He really needed to do something about those daydreams. 

~~~~

“Hey, Deku! There you are!”

At the sound of his name, Izuku turned to see you running towards him. It took all the willpower he possessed not to let his jaw drop. You were only wearing a sports bra and shorts, clearly fresh from a workout.

He could see as drops of sweat slid down several parts of your very toned body. All he wanted to do was wrap his hands around your waist and pull you close. Maybe even push you up against the wall as he kissed you up your whole body, licking the sweat as he did—

“Uuuh… Deku?”

He jumped as you said his hero name again. “Aaaah, s-sorry, guess I just kind of spaced out for a bit! I have a big mission coming up and you know how I can get, haha…”

You blinked at him. “Yeeaah...anyway, it feels like I haven’t seen you in forever, not even in the workout room. You doing okay?”

“Oh, y-yeah. You know how it gets; I haven’t really had a lot of free time.”

You nodded at that, knowing that this was common among all heroes, especially sidekicks. “Well, do you have any free time now? I’d love to talk about what you’ve been up to! Plus, I got to tell you this thought I had for my quirk!” 

Izuku backed away slightly. “Ah, not really. Like I said, big mission and I have to study up on some files…”

“Oh, okay. Of course, sorry.” He noted the slightly dejected look on your face, even a flash of hurt. Oh no, had he done that? He couldn’t bear the thought that he could have hurt your feelings.

“But I’d love it if you came with me on Saturday!” he found himself saying. You perked up at that.

“What’s on Saturday?”

“I’m meeting up with some of my classmates from UA. I don’t know if you’d be interested in going to a gathering with a bunch of strangers—”

You leaned in, grabbing his hands. “Are you kidding? I’d love to meet some of your classmates! I bet you all have so many cool stories!”

Izuku stared down at your joined hands, his face once again resembling a strawberry. “R-right. Well anyway, I should get going.” He quickly pulled his hands from yours. “I’ll see you soon.” And with that, Deku practically sprinted away. 

You watched him go and then looked down at your hand. You’d caught another flash when you’d grabbed hold of him. Since your quirk was more sensitive to touch, strong daydreams could make their way in even if you weren’t actively using your quirk.

Looking back up at Deku, your eyes narrowed in his direction, not really believing it. Did Deku…? But he was Deku, he didn’t think like that. Did he?

~~~~

Izuku was lying in his bed, staring up at his ceiling. As he did, he imagined what it would be like to have you there with him. How he would hug you close and then begin to kiss you. He could imagine the arch of your body, the feel of your skin as he made his way down your legs, gently coaxing the hem of your pants down…

With a slight sense of shame, he grabbed at the lotion next to his bed, his mind continuing to wonder at all the ways he could show you how much he wanted you. 

Of all the ways he would try to please you. 

His fingers intertwined with yours, holding onto to you tightly and never letting you go.

~~~~

You were at the bar with Deku, laughing with his friends as they told you stories of all the trouble he’d gotten into over the years. 

“How often did he fight with Bakugo?” you exclaimed. 

Iida sighed in exasperation as Ururaka giggled. “At one point, it seemed at least once a week. It became more intense after Midoryia actually beat him for the first time.”

“Tsk. I didn’t fucking let him get away with it either! I made sure to beat him next time!” yelled Bakugo.

“Didn’t he beat you last time the two of you sparred, kero,” interjected Tsu, who you found to be absolutely adorable.

Bakugo slammed his hand down on the table, causing a few small explosions to go off. “I’ll fucking go right now!”

“Not here, Kacchan. This is no place to be sparring,” said Deku quietly. You glanced over at the green-haired man; he’d been pretty quiet the whole time. His face was flushed from alcohol.

You could feel yourself getting pretty tipsy as well. You could especially tell because images were starting to filter into your mind as your control of your quirk slipped. Maybe you should drink a few glasses of water...ooh, perhaps something greasy to eat as well!

Standing up to look for the bartender, you lost your balance slightly and reached out to steady yourself. At the same time, Deku reached out to you, grabbing your hand. At that moment, several images flew through your mind. 

You saw Deku. He was holding someone, in what looked like the exact bar that you were in now, except it was empty. As you watched, he hoisted the person up, kissing them as he laid them down on the table. Once he had them down, he started trailing his lips down the length of their body until he was at the hem of their pants. 

“Deku, what are you doing?” you heard the person ask. The voice sounded familiar. 

“I’m showing you how much I want you.” The young hero’s voice was huskier than normal.

Was...was that you? And him? What were you doing?

Suddenly, the scene changed so that you were now watching them in bed. 

Deku was kissing your body again, caressing your breasts as he buried his face in your neck, biting it softly. Yet again bringing himself down, he slipped off your underwear and started kissing your inner thighs. He grazed his teeth lightly as he got closer to you.

Finally, he went down on you. Kissing your folds gently, he used his fingers first before using his tongue to—whooooaaa!

You snatched your hand away, your alcohol-infused mind trying to process what you’d just seen. So your suspicion had been right...Deku liked you! A lot apparently…

“Are you okay, ___?” You turned to the hero, blinking at him slightly. Deku liked you...and thought of you in a very different type of way that you hadn’t been expecting. How long? How often? 

It took you a moment before you realized that you really didn’t mind. You liked that he thought of you like that. Hm...you wondered if you could use this to your advantage....you smiled evilly.

“I’m perfectly fine, Deku,” you said, leaning into him, your hand on his arm. “I’m going to get something to eat, you want anything?” You met his eyes.

He looked down at your hand. “Uh...n-no, I’m good.”

“Okay,” you replied sweetly, trailing your finger up his arm as you walked to the bar.

The rest of the night, you did everything you could think of to mess with the bumbling hero. You’d lean on him, flirt with him, trail your fingers along his hands, tracing the scars….you found you rather liked being close to him like this. You were actually starting to get annoyed that he wasn’t picking up what you were putting down.

Later that night, he was walking you home. You were walking pretty close to him, your arm brushing against his. You were considering grabbing onto his hand when the two of you reached your apartment.

After a few moments of silence, he awkwardly waved at you. “Well...good night.”

Ugh, you couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed at his hand, stopping him from walking away. “Seriously, that’s all you’re gonna say to me?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve been flirting with you all night. Just kiss me already, I know you want to!”

“Whaaaat? When did I—”

You rolled your eyes. “I saw it.”

Deku blinked at you for several moments before he finally seemed to get it and he immediately started panicking, bowing to you fiercely. “I’m so sorry, I know I shouldn’t be having those thoughts, I’ve tried to stop them, I swear, I would never do anything like that, I pro—”

You suddenly pushed him against the wall, effectively shutting him up as you got in very close. “You better not finish that sentence. I wouldn’t want you to become somebody who has to break his word.”

Before Deku could ask what you meant, you kissed him, deeply. Though he was clearly shocked, he hesitated for only a moment before kissing you back. Backing away for a moment, you whispered breathlessly, “Now how about you show me what you’ve been wanting to do to me.”

His green eyes widened and then became set with a fierce determination. You squealed as he hoisted you up and spun so that it was your back against the wall. 

“Finally.”

[yukiwrites]

Trust as Their Ground

Thank you for much for the support as always, @breeachuu​! I had so much fun with this I think I got carried away askjdnlams This is a Support Chain between Wolfram x Dimitri, and you can read more about how they got acquainted in Wolfram’s series, right >here<!

Commission info HERE and HERE!

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C SUPPORT

At night

Wolfram, surprised: Oh, man, it was my turn to close up the training grounds for the day! It’s been so busy lately with all these new people, it completely slipped my mind!

Wolfram: I hope Byleth doesn’t mind me knocking on her door now to give back the keys once I close this up- Huh? Is there someone training inside?

Dimitri, on his own: … Huff! Perhaps this way is better.

Wolfram: Oh, Dimitri! What’re you doing here so late? I was about to lock you in!

Dimitri: Wolfram? Oh, has so much time already passed? Forgive me, I was a bit absorbed in today’s lesson.

Wolfram: Whoa, how long have you BEEN here? It’s all stuffy… and you’re all sweaty!

Dimitri: Ah, I suppose I am. Do give me a moment to compose myself.

Scene changes to outside.

Dimitri: Thank you for waiting, Wolfram. I hope I was not a bother.

Wolfram: Don’t worry about it, you couldn’t be a bother to ME! You’re the first friend I made here, Dimitri. Anyway, I saw how you moved back there and it looked a bit different from what Byleth was teaching? Were you incorporating it to your own routine or something?

Dimitri: I was, yes, I am surprised you noticed. The Professor has many great skills to teach us, so I must find a way to absorb it all within the swordplay I already know -- it is by adapting themselves that a knight finds the way to best use their abilities. 

Wolfram: Hmmm, yeah, I think I heard something like that from my classes with Luci-uuuh, with one of the Knights, haha! Yeah. I think I heard Catherine? Saying that? Yeah, that was her, for sure.

Dimitri, smiling: … 

Dimitri: Truly? It does sound like something she would say. Lady Catherine has amassed many a skill through her walk of life.

Wolfram, sweating: (Oh, phew, I didn’t blow it.) Y-yeah! And the way she uses her sword and stuff is really cool! I figure we could learn from her sometime, right?

Dimitri: No doubt about it. However, I do not think teaching suits her as much as knitting suits me. You should watch her during our next battle, perhaps that would be more of a lesson.

Wolfram, crestfallen: Y-yeah, the next battle… It’ll be a great lesson, sure.

Dimitri: ? You have gotten pale, Wolfram, are you feeling sick? Should I take you to the infirmary?

Wolfram: No, no, I’m fine. Thank you, Dimitri. Besides, we’re almost at Byleth’s room, so it would be a trek to get all the way up there to Manuela’s infirmary.

Dimitri: Worry not, I can carry you if you need. I’ve no lack of stamina-

Wolfram, blushing: C-carry me? N-no, it’s okay! I’m really feeling fine, don’t worry about it!

Dimitri: Well, if you say so, I shall believe. But do not hesitate to come to me if you ever feel uncomfortable, yes? As you said, I was your first friend here, right? What sort of friend would I be if I weren’t there when you needed me?

Wolfram, smiling: Thank you, Dimitri. Don’t worry, I’ll keep on relying on you a lot in the future.

B SUPPORT

Dimitri, on his own: *sighs* Yet another night sleep evades me. Perhaps I should simply take a walk outside -- dawn is still far from breaking, but the chilly air might do me better than listen to-

Dimitri: Hahh… 

Scene changes to outside.

Dimitri: The quiet of the night, much more peaceful than inside that loud room.

Dimitri: …

Dimitri: … Silence might not be truly peace-

Dimitri, running: !! What was that? The sound of wings? But those cannot be the sound of a small animal… perhaps a giant bird is delving too closely? I should be ready for batt-

Dimitri: *gasps* You are-

Wolfram, surprised: Dimitri!? I- I, uh, I can explain.

Dimitri: You have wings…? And a tail? *gasps* Wait, we should not talk like this in the open, let us go to my room.

Wolfram: Y-yeah, sure.

Scene changes to inside.

Dimitri: There, it does not seem like we were seen.

Wolfram: … Mhm...

Dimitri: Is this perhaps the reason for your ‘amnesia’? 

Wolfram: *gasps* You knew?! B-but you still believed in me and-

Dimitri: People may take me for being naive for simply being willing to believe in others, but I am no fool, Wolfram. However, there is no need to worry about your secret -- it will be safe with me, whatever or whoever you are.

Wolfram: *sniffles* I-it actually was so hard to keep this from you, since you were so GOOD to me from day one. This whole wings-and-tail and scales you might’ve not noticed, might come as a surprise, but it’s not even the most shocking part of the secret.

Dimitri: Oh? You only need to share what you are comfortable with, Wolfram. I believe in your character as a person.

Wolfram: No, no, it’s okay. You gotta know; it’s not fair to you like this AND I’ve been wanting to let you know, too, so it all works out!

Dimitri: If you are sure, then very well.

Wolfram: Actually, I came here from another world. You know, like when Byleth came out of that portal with her hair green and stuff? I came out of a similar one, from a different world than the one she was trapped in. The, uh, Goddess? Of my world actually speaks to us through my kind -- we can turn into dragons, though I can only do it partially -- and she told me this world was gonna, uh, need help. Soon. So she sent me here to help.

Dimitri: … That is a lot to take in. Not only to know of the turmoil that might shake this world but also to comprehend how shortsighted my life has been until now. New worlds? Portals? All in front of my very nose!

Wolfram: Oh, you’re taking this well. I thought you’d, I dunno, not believe me?

Dimitri: Why would I do such a thing? I have seen your wings with my own eyes and I believe in your character, as I said previously. In fact, I would love to hear more of your home world, Wolfram. Of the family you so want to talk about but hide behind your amnesic setting.

Wolfram: Heehee, I didn’t really inherit any lying bone in me, did I? My Father always tells the truth bluntly and my Mother really prizes sincerity, so it was hard to pretend I didn’t remember them.

Dimitri: I am eager to hear more, but perhaps *yawns* do forgive me, I do not know how I could be this overcome with sleep after having trouble for so long... 

Wolfram: It’s okay, Dimitri. Thank you so much for listening to me. I can stay here until you fall asleep if you want?

Dimitri, blinking: That would be…. Much appreciated… See you tomorrow, Wolfram...

A SUPPORT (POST SKIP)

Wolfram: Oh, there you are, Dimitri. Since you weren’t at your usual spot, I got a bit nervous looking for you.

Dimitri: ...

Wolfram: But I’m fast at tracking down people, did you know? I actually have a more acute nose than humans, so I could follow your scent here!

Wolfram: Now that my opening speech is done, here you go: today’s dinner. You didn’t go to the dining hall the whole day again, right? I know how harsh it is to get back to the swing of things after living in the wild for 5 years, but since we have proper food now, it’d be a waste not to eat it, right?

Dimitri: Leave me. You gain nothing by following me around like a lost puppy.

Wolfram, pensive: Hmm, but I don’t need to gain anything to be with you. You were my first friend here, and you’re the one I trust the most in this world, so just spending time with you is enough for me.

Dimitri: ...

Wolfram: (Maybe that was the whole lot of words I’ll get out of him for the week, huh.) Here, you can eat after I leave, as always. Thanks for always leaving the plates out so I can take them back, by the way.

Dimitri, turning away: ...

Wolfram: You don’t need to feel pressured to answer, you know, no need to be grumpy. I kinda got used to not having anyone to talk to these last few years, so I’m still relearning how to interact with people.

Wolfram: What I’m saying is; it’s actually better for me when you don’t reply since I can just say whatever comes to mind without having to think about replying to your reply!

Dimitri: ...

Wolfram, smiling: … You wanna know why I keep coming, right? No need to nod, I guess I can just tell. This is gonna sound random, but do you remember the first time I went with our class for a mission? It was that Remire Village; I’ll never forget its name no matter how many years pass.

Wolfram: I was so scared of all the killing and the madness around me, I could barely hold my tome right. Everything felt like a nightmare. Then you said something about ‘crushing their skulls’ and killing everyone and that- that scared me so much more than the slaughter all around me.

Wolfram: I thought I couldn’t stay by your side; I thought the darkness inside you was so overwhelming that I couldn’t believe you were the same Dimitri who welcomed me with open arms into the Officers Academy.

Dimitri: *holds breath* ...

Wolfram: But then after talking to our friends, I realized that they were both you. That you carry a burden that no one else but you understand, and that you’re still you at the end of the day, fighting a losing battle inside yourself, with your own phantoms and fears; to be the man I’ve always known.

Wolfram: So, why do I keep coming? That shouldn’t even be a question. You’re still you, though now your fight is a bit more on the outside than before. I’ll keep on being by your side and believing in you, just like how you were willing to believe in me before.

Dimitri: …

Dimitri: *starts eating*

Wolfram, smiling: …

Light flashes, flapping noises.

Wolfram: My wings got a bit bigger and stronger during this time we’ve been apart, so I can wrap one of them around you like this -- it’s how we dragonkin protect the ones dear to us during our bonding time. So don’t worry about anything and just eat, Dimitri.

Wolfram: I’ll be here with you.

A+ SUPPORT

Wolfram: *sneezes* They weren’t kidding when they said Farghus was cold during winter! Brr, I’m not built for cold weather!

Dimitri: Wolfram, there you are! Goodness, but you are shaking like a leaf -- here, take my cape, it shall help warm you up until we get back inside.

Wolfram: *sniffles* T-thank you, Dimitri. It’s spring and it’s so cold barely after sundown? I was born with scales, not fur.

Dimitri: Haha, come, friend, let us take you away from this wind. Why were you out there, if I might ask?

Wolfram: My Father sometimes told me about how my Mother would just stare at the night sky sometimes when she wanted to think -- that it was something inherent to our kind, or something. I was just thinking that that might be true? ‘Cause despite the cold, I just felt the urge to come out here and just let the stars take me in.

Dimitri: I would be troubled if they physically took you. However, I am glad that you have found a piece of home in Fhirdiad, no matter how far it is from your homeworld.

Wolfram: … Yeah. I still have a clear memory of them, though I think it’s partly due to my dragon blood, but that makes me miss them more, you know? I wake up and it feels like they were just there.

Dimitri: … Are you… unhappy here?

Wolfram: Well, I… would be lying if I said I’m truly content here, away from my family, but I am glad to be able to do my part in history.

Dimitri: My actions have made your stay much more strenuous, have they not? This is actually the reason I was looking for you.

Dimitri: I may have apologized to everyone back then, but you need to hear it from me personally.

Wolfram: Apology? But Dimitri, you did nothing wron-

Dimitri: No. Allow me this, Wolfram. I- you did not deserve what you went through -- what I put you through -- without any words of acknowledgement. So, what I am saying is; thank you. Thank you for staying by my side while I pushed everyone away. Thank you for staying by the Professor’s side during those 5 years, making sure she wasn’t hurt during her slumber. Thank you, most of all, for being there for all of us; from coming all the way from another world to help one that would sooner see you dead than accept your warm hand.

Wolfram, surprised: !

Wolfram: *sniffles* I- Dimitri, I wasn’t expecting-

Dimitri: Indeed; you weren’t expecting anything in return and yet you tried to help. You DID help. I am living proof that your warmth brought me back from the brink from where I stood- where I still stand.

Wolfram: I-I’m not going anywhere just yet, Dimitri. I’ll help you through this.

Dimitri: … I know. Thank you in advance, but I will be sure to thank you later, as well.

 S SUPPORT

Wolfram: Phew, that was a long flight. I wonder how long-

Dimitri, sweating: Wolfram! Thank goodness you’re back! I thought- everyone thought you had left for good after the war ended.

Wolfram: Huh?! I wouldn’t go without a word! How long was I away for, anyway? It didn’t feel like that long.

Dimitri: Truly? I wonder if that has to do with how you told me your kind sees the passing of time? Because you have been gone for an entire week. I was about to send out searches for you...

Wolfram: A WEEK? Gosh, I didn’t mean to take that long, I’m really sorry! I guess I just had a lot to think about.

Dimitri: *huffs* Regardless, I am glad that you are back; for some time there I felt like I had no ground to walk on.

Wolfram, blushing: N-no ground? That’s a bit too much, right?

Dimitri: Not at all. I have been bearing a selfish desire inside of me since quite some time ago, that only blossomed with your departure. I, well…

Dimitri, blushing: I wanted to ask if you’ve really must go after that ‘curfew’ Holy Naga established.

Wolfram: (Actually, the curfew was my Mom’s doing.) T-that’s… actually what I went to think about.

Wolfram: I DO need to come back home since I miss everyone terribly, but… I, well, I… fwooo… hahh… I don’t wanna leave you.

Dimitri, surprised: Truly? But you’ve told me before that the portals are not stable. How could I watch you go and wait for your return that might not happen? It is largely selfish of me, but… I do not want to let you go, Wolfram.

Wolfram, blushing: I thought about a lot of things while I was flying. I’m sure that with the help of Naga, my Mother and the others back home, we can make a long-lasting portal. Or at least get my Dad to make a gadget that can open them at will.

Dimitri: Your Father is a mage, correct? Perhaps-

Dimitri, blushing: Perhaps I can keep my hopes up, then? That you will stay with me -- that you will come back to me?

Wolfram, blushing: Hey, don’t say it like that! You gotta go with me sometime to meet everyone, too! I mean, if we’re gonna do this- I mean, this...

Dimitri, blushing, smiling: I- ah, do forgive my blunders. I forgot to say the most important words. Will you marry me, Wolfram? I love you deeply and I cannot see myself walking life without you by my side.

Wolfram: *sniffles* I was ready to ask the same thing, you know? You beat me to the punch!

Wolfram, smiling: Yes, of course I’ll marry you! We’ll find a way to connect our worlds. Together!

Dimitri: Together.

[thirstybtsthoughts]

oh, lovely Bunny! don't worry about needing to take the time to answer to the messages! you're doing God's work already! so thank you for that 😘😘😘 anyway, back to the lapdance. I definitely see Namjoon trying really hard not to touch you cause you said that. and the poor boy is shaking and is getting harder by the second, but he keeps his hands next to his thighs, fists clenched, face red from concentration. you soon take pity on him, after grinding on him for a sec (1/?) 🔥

(2/?) and that's when wild!Joon comes out to play. the lapdance is over and you're fucked hard mercilessly, bend over the desk and then on the bed. he makes you cum before pulling out and squeezing his cock not to cum only to fuck another orgasm out of you in a few minutes ... with Jin, as much as I want to be filled with that delicious length and width, I can see him giving you a lapdance. like, maybe it's your birthday and he decides to give you a silly lapdance with lots of dad-Jin puns 🔥

(3/?) and it starts really semi-awkward and silly and you both are laughing and your bedroom is filled his windshield wiper laughter and at first his moves are something awkward or even bad, but it's cause non of you are taking this serious. but then something changes and he takes of his shirt (completely? only rolls it up and turns it onto a makeshift crop top?) and starts swaying his hips a little bit and giving you a seductive look before starting his Sexy Playlist that he might or 🔥

(4/4) might not have made for the times he wants to have a special edition of Eat Jin (wink wink) and the mood changes from silly to sexy for REAL! uuuh, the Seokjin Slut Drops™ will come out to play and make you horny and you, still somewhat awkward about this whole thing cause it never happened before, just want to get up and stop him and have sex, but he pushes you bakc with "this is your first birthday present, princess. better take it all in". oof, boy (ene of lapdance drabble) 🔥

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HOLYYYYYY FIRE ANON YOU ARE COMING FOR ME TODAY! 

Oh fuck I need Namjoon in this situation helpppp I’m so needy today.... and Jin giving you a lapdance?!! omg that is an image I never would have thought about wow 💦💦💦

(also I just wanna say how dare you send that JK behind the bowling alley - it fucked me up HARD 🥵 I’m not gonna reply to it for a while because I might write something a little longer for it haha I NEED HIM)

[eriisaam]

Ten for Ten for Ten

AFKL:jafklasfjj I have been summoned by @arlithenerd

(Just kidding thank you, now here’s hoping I did this right haha)

My responses will be posted under the cut (cuz I’m a wall of text monster and don’t know how to do read mores mid-post), but in the spirit of the meme, I’ll move my own 10 questions up first, and the tags at the bottom of it.

Now let’s see what to ask, UUUH...

1) Is there a character you really, really like? Could be waifu/husbando, could be just someone you really resonate with.

2) How about OCs? Is there an OC you’re really fond and/or proud of?

3) What’s your most favorite character trope, and what’s your least favorite? (Example tropes: Jerk with a Heart of Gold, Beware the Nice Ones, Amnesiac Hero, etc)

4) Now what’s your most and least favorite plot trope? (Examples: Rags to Riches, Hurt & Comfort, specific AUs, etc)

5) To complete the Trope Trifecta: What tropes do you most or least like in terms of character design (Examples: Capes, futuristic or fantasy style, how practical they are, how complex or simple they are, etc)

6) What are you the most proud of? (Like, something you made or an achievement)

7) Who/What has been your biggest inspiration? (Like an artist or celebrity, a fandom, maybe something you read or watched growing up, etc)

8) When you want to relax, what’s your go-to way to chill? What immediately calms you?

9) Any favorite myths, legends, folklore or themes you really like? Or what kind of theme or element would immediately draw you in to a new series if they have it?

10) How merciful or evil will you be with your 10 questions you’re giving? (Heheheheh)

And now to subject all of you to these questions, but especially you: @mdzs-tgcf-svsss-fanblog @miss-laney @moanderfe @abenignsmile @okamiryuu @flowerytrashpotato​  @milli-and-chika819​ @littlemissdash​ @grimastiddies @avistella (kidding, join in if you want, tag or no. Or don’t, even when tagged. It’s all cool, no pressure~ I have no idea who to tag and/or who is chill about being tagged for something like this, I’m sorry orz)

1) a personality trait that most people wouldn’t know about you (if you feel comfortable with sharing of course!)?

I’m kinda self-defeating. I tend to think of the worst about what I do as default and have to ease eventually to the idea what I did turned out at least ok afterwards. It’s still a mindset I’m learning to work on, though it trickles in from time to time.

2) what are you most passionate about?

Creating.

|’Dc Broad answer, I know, but more specifically, I love a lot of creative hobbies, and it’s hard to narrow it down to any specific one since I love them in different moods and different reasons. Things like writing, drawing(/spriting), textile things like sewing or crocheting or origami... It’s easier to say I like the core theme of knowing you made something, and it exists because of you, and “you did this” kind of feeling.

3) what is your favorite flavor profile? (sweet, spicy, sour, umami, bitter, etc)

Sweet! Depending on the food and my mood, I also like sour and spicy things, but I tend to gravitate more to sweetness with less fussiness of how so.

4) favorite series/franchise (from any medium) and favorite character within that series/franchise?

Oh gerd, there’s a bit, but in a vague attempt to narrow it down that let’s face it, I know I’ll fail, UUUH...

Fire Emblem (particularly Fates and Heroes) - I love both of them for just how easy it is to generate ideas for. It’s funny because I realize it’s admittedly taking a lot of things that frustrate or disappoint or leave me hanging with either games that I end up liking the two most by virtue for how many ideas it paves way for in terms of headcanons or fanworks or the like. I do like things on their own merits as well, but I think the “I wish things could’ve been better/elaborated on, and therefore I will create things based on that!” side to it was what made me appreciate them more (probably not exactly for the best reasons, but! It’s a thing.) In terms of favorite characters, there’s a ton inside and out of just these two games, but I’ll give the honorable mention to Summer Takumi specifically, because the paralogue he (among others) was released in came at a critical point in my personal life that had some effects on me that, tl;dr, led to me commiting to making this blog, and making more art in public, and eventually writing fanfics in public too. 

Pokemon - Was basically my childhood and went a long way into starting the first spark of a lot of the kind of hobbies I end up growing up and obsessing over/enjoying. Things like giving me a massive interest in coding and programming along with glitches and unused beta elements, or how it’s where I got my start in art back when I was little and trying to figure out how to do pokemon fusion sprite edits. I’d probably say my favorite character is a tie between Missingno and Celebi (in case the former doesn’t really count), the former for just how varied it is and being the main part of why I love how game coding works while being a gateway to beta content interests, and the latter for sentimental reasons spanning all throughout the entire time I followed the fandom game-wise.

Animal Crossing - It got me through ups and downs, it made up a chunk of nostalgia since the first game up to New Leaf (no switch, so now New Horizons, oh wellz), and I had a lot of memories both fond and low-key terrifying otherwise all throughout. I got a lot of favorites among villagers and NPCs otherwise, but if I had to narrow it down to one each:

 I love Whitney for being the only snooty-type villager back when I played Wild World who was surprisingly kind to me (and I’m sad I no longer have the original cart and imagine she long since moved out anyways probably), and so she gave me an experience pretty similar to Ai’s own experience with Whitney in the movie.

NPC-wise, I’m going to go with Sable (it was a really tough choice!) for the fact that in every game, she was among the first instances you can get to know a villager so closely that she was willing to explain to you more and more of her character. Usually in many of the games, once her arch is finished, she no longer elaborates on her life and goes right back to talking generally, but if it wasn’t enough that it was among the first times you see how her demeanor changes from ignoring or staying quiet with you, to going out of her way to find things to chat with you, it was also the memories she explained once you start befriending her.

5) how have your closest family members and/or friend(s) impacted your life?

I consider friends more as family than my actual family (to put it vaguely and/or kindly, my actual family did few to no favors for me). My closest friends have picked me up when I fell (multiple, multiple times), and they were much of why I’m still here, doing what I can. I owe the world to them...

6) if you could be anything (any job, other person, type of animal or beast, literally anything aside from what you are now) what would it be?

A multi-billionaire Maybe someone who shapeshifts. The possibilities with that are endless.

7) favorite beverage?

Coffee. There’s quite a lot of drinks I really love, but coffee is the most easily accessible for me.

8) i know this is a generic one but favorite subject/class you’ve taken?

Arts & Crafts and Computers, give or take. Pity they’re usually the least important for grades and also the shortest class semesters of the year. 

9) early bird or night owl?

I’m heavily inclined to be a night owl, which is unfortunate, because I’m in a place constantly forcing me to be an early bird.

10) favorite meme?

I’m completely in love with memes of cat pictures where cats have expressions that are beyond words, yet represents big moods all the same. If I had to narrow it to one specific meme, however...

My heart will always be with Anfisa. Aka Angry Cat No Banana.