#crying over the fact the cure time says 4 weeks do u think i have 4 weeks miss mod of podge

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had to crawl thru hell and back for this mod podge u better work bitch (endearing)

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A Rose of Unconscious Beauty (Part 6)

All work and no play make Dante a dull devil, but when he finds out about his brother's flowery friend he sees an opportunity to cure his boredom. Well, that and his curiosity about what kind of woman catches Vergil's attention. So, he decides to spontaneously visit your garden to see what all the buzz is about.

Hope you enjoy these two finally meeting! And gardening puns...just all the gardening puns. 😆❤

Here’s the link to the list of all the flowers featured in this part. 🌹🥰🌹

Chapter 1: Meeting Dante

Life has been pretty good for Dante since he got back from his little foray into hell. He may still be in quite a bit of debt, but that never stops him from living life to the fullest. For the first time in a long time he does not feel so alone in the Devil May Cry shop. There is just one problem that plagues him now as he leans back in his chair, feet propped up on the edge of his desk as a huge overdrawn yawn escapes his mouth…

He is bored.

Very, very…BORED.

The occasional odd job usually keeps him entertained, but business has been slow recently. There is only so much games of pool and swimsuit magazines before Dante is positively itching to fight something…anything. Nero has taken advantage of this dry spell and is finally getting hitched to Kyrie. Even Vergil, who he annoys into fighting sometimes just for sheer fact that it relieves his boredom for a while, has taken to disappearing from time to time.

Oh yeaaaaah. The mysterious flowery friend.

Dante ponders the potential of that whole situation giving him something to do besides sitting alone in his shop. He did not think it strange when Vergil started to go out more…in fact, he is proud that his brother is finally embracing his humanity and making this world his home. But when his cranky brother came back to the shop with pretty little blue flowers wrapped around his beloved Yamato…well, now that just piqued his curiosity. He tries to goad Vergil into telling him where he got the flowers or where he has been disappearing off to lately, but that conversation usually ends with him being stabbed a lot. Dante got his answer one day when Nero asks if he knew this florist that his old man just recommended to him. It all just suddenly clicked. The constant visits, the soft cloud nine smiles, just the overall secrecy…

Vergil…has a crush.

Just the idea of his brother being head over heels for someone has Dante shaking his head in wonder. Vergil has already left the shop, probably visiting his florist friend if Dante had to guess. It happens to be the day that Nero and Kyrie are supposed to meet their savior of flowers. He wanted to tag along to see what all the hype is about, but Nero absolutely refused to let him. Usually, that is not enough to deter Dante, but then his nephew just had to sick Kyrie on him. And how could anyone say no to her? So, here he sits…extremely bored and very curious.

I have to know if it’s true…if my dumbass brother really is lovestruck…

A sudden idea pops into Dante’s head as he takes out his cellphone and begins to text:

Dante: Hey! Gonna see your old mans flower girl today, amiright?

Nero: NO. Forget it.

Nero: Im not spying 4 u

Dante: NO ONE said ANYTHING about spying!

Dante: Just a couple of pics!

Nero: NO U CREEP

Dante: OH C’MON!!!

Dante taps on his screen vigorously as he provokes his stubborn nephew to reply, but after a few minutes of continued silence he gives up. He rolls his eyes as he groans in mild irritation and drops his phone onto the desk. His nimble fingers stroke his scruffy chin in thought, wondering if there will ever be an end to this torturous boredom…then it hits him faster than the Devil May Cry van. Nico! Dante snaps his fingers and nods his head in approval at his own ingenious idea. He snatches his phone back up and begins to text again:

Dante: Heyyyyyyy

Nico: Wat

Dante: Wanna help a friend out?

Nico: Lemme guess

Nico: U want me to spy for ya, right?

Dante: A couple of pics is NOT spying

Nico: Yeah yeah whatever

There is a long pause and Dante almost thinks his last-ditch effort is a bust. Until…

Nico: Mayyyyybe I’ll do it

Nico: Wats in it for me tho?

Dante only has to think about her prize for second before replying.

Dante: I’ll let you check out my guns

Nico: Ive already seen my fair share of muscles

Dante: Im talking about Ebony and Ivory

Nico: U GOTTA FUCKIN DEAL

Dante clenches his fist in victory. Nico tells him to hold tight while she finds a good hiding spot and the perfect angle. So, he grabs the nearest swimsuit magazine to read while he waits for Nico’s sneaky photos.

He only has to read a couple of pages of articles and check out a few curvy ladies before his phone vibrates. “Well now…let’s see what we've got,” he announces aloud as his hand instantly picks up his phone and eagerly opens up the message. Here she is! is written below two pictures of a bubbly woman with a bright smile and lively eyes. In one photo she is sitting down at a garden table, and in the other she is standing by a bed of flowers. She is wearing white summer dress and has a white flower in her hair. Dante chuckles in glee because now he understands why his brother has fallen so hard: the local florist is a total babe!

Dante is about to get back to his magazine when another text from Nico comes through:

Nico: Yoooooooooo

Nico: U didnt tell me that Vergil was gonna be here!

Dante: Im not my brother’s keeper!

Nico: Im NOT about to get stabbed if he catches me

Nico: Im out

Dante: WAIT

Dante: I’ll sweeten the deal!

Dante: If you get a pic of them together

Nico: DANTE

Dante: Then I’ll let you check out my guns

Dante: FOR A WEEK

A very long pause follows and Dante thinks that Nico is still going chicken out despite his sudden add on to her prize when her response chimes in:

Nico: U better hold up your end of the deal, Dante

Dante: Nicooooo u know I always keep my word!

Nico: Cuz if u dont, I’ll run u over with the van

Dante: No u wont

Nico: VROOM VROOM BITCH

Dante’s amused chuckle echoes throughout the shop. “So, that’s where you’re running off to,” he comments to himself. “The secret garden.” As he waits for Nico’s next photo, he starts to wonder what kind of a woman catches the eye of his broody brother. I mean…sure, you’re a cutie, but Dante knows that Vergil is not so easily swayed by looks alone. Of course, he could be reading into this too much and you’re actually just a really adorable friend…which is why he has to see both of you together. If Vergil has that soft smile on his face and if you show any sign of reciprocating his brother’s feelings…

His phone vibrates and Dante immediately opens the message. How's this for ya? reads Nico’s text along with a bunch of laughing emojis and a video clip. He arches an eyebrow as he presses play. He sees Nero, Kyrie, Vergil, and you all walking together by a bunch of flowers. He cannot make out the soft conversation of the group, but he does hear a lighthearted giggle as you do a twirl. Dante squints his eyes when he notices your hand reach for something in your dress…then his eyes widen as you throw petals into the air. The distinct growl of his brother comes through the audio and Dante nearly chokes on his own laugh. Some of the little pink flowers you threw…are sticking to Vergil’s hair!

I’m totally saving this just for the look on his face!

Dante kicks his feet off of the desk and he leans forward in his chair, never taking his eyes off the screen as Nero and Kyrie step out of frame. He tilts his head when Vergil kneels and you start to pluck the flowers from his hair. Dante has to rub his eyes to make sure he is really seeing these events correctly. Things get really interesting when you move in closer. The awkward expression on his brother’s face is pure gold. But what really has him pressing his nose to the screen is when Vergil stands up and you both just stare at each other. It is like a scene cut straight from a romantic movie. Dante has never seen his brother look so…totally in love. And you are mirroring the exact same expression.

Jackpot!

The video starts to shake and he hears Nico quietly cursing up a storm. The screen is a blur for a moment before it just totally cuts off. Dante is still for a while as he takes in everything that just happened. He honestly did not expect Vergil to be bitten by the love bug. A genuine smile curls on his lips as he thinks that maybe you are exactly what his brother needs to finally let go of the past and start living. But he cannot be the helpful little brother that he is without at least meeting you first. The genuine smile turns mischievous as Dante texts Nico about happened after the video ended and where exactly is this secret garden in the city...

(A Week Later...Reader’s POV)

The late afternoon sun beats down as you wipe the sweat from your brow. You examine the rambling roses you are currently pruning, checking to see if you missed anything before standing up and stretching your legs. Sweet basil, it’s hot, you thought, taking off your gardening hat and fanning your face as you pocket your pruning shears. You think about Vergil and how he always seems to keep cool while wearing a long blue coat in the summer.

The power of Sparda must also include internal air conditioning. You giggle at your own quip as you put the gardening hat back on your head and decide to take a break. As you walk through the multitude of flowers you search for any sign of the Son of Sparda among the flora. He has not called to inform you that he is stopping by today, but that does not necessarily mean he will not show up unannounced…annoyingly startling you before buttering you up with an offering of beautiful blooms.

Vergil has been regularly visiting you in your garden now. Sometimes both of you read and drink tea under the fruit trees, other times you have to work and just let him read in peace while frolicking about your garden. Every now and then he insists on looming close behind you, claiming that he wants to observe how you arrange bouquets and care for the flowers. There are a few times that you somehow rope him into helping since he is so inclined to learn and you must admit…seeing a tall and imposing man handle tiny flowers carefully is so endearing, making you fall even harder for the handsome devil.

You step through the backdoor and walk into your kitchen, heading straight for the fridge and swiftly open the door. When the cold air hits your face you sigh and just stand there for a moment to cool off as you reach for a bottle of water. You close the fridge and head to your office to check the status of a shipment on your computer while you guzzle down half of the bottle. The flowers for Nero and Kyrie’s wedding are well in supply, but you ordered some extra ribbon, wires, needles, and other miscellaneous supplies. It is a little stressful that you only have so much time to pull this off, but that only pushes you to do your utmost best to give them the best flowers they have ever seen. All seems to be order, you mentally note, finishing off your water bottle as you tab out of the website.

Time to get back to work! You go back out to the garden, grab the garden hose, and turn on the outdoor faucet. You adjust the nozzle on the hose to spray into a mist and set off to water some flowers. “Alright, my darlings!” you say cheerfully as you step up to the first section of flowers. “Who’s thirsty?” You happily spray their petals with glistening droplets as you hum softly. One of the many reasons why you enjoy gardening so much is just how tranquil it can be, your mind slipping into a peaceful state as all your worries just drift away and you feel like a flower basking in the warm sunlight.

Although, you do find yourself ceaselessly daydreaming about a certain white-haired gentleman while gardening lately. You cannot get the feel of his slicked back locks out of your thoughts, yearning to do more than just pluck petals from his hair. You wonder if the bergamot scent is from a cologne he is wearing or the constant cups of his favorite tea. And the expression on his face after you picked the stray petals from his hair…cheeks slightly blushing as his gleaming silver eyes stare straight into your soul. The very memory of it has you shivering in delight as you turn around to water the next section of flowers.

“Holy hollyhock!”

The sudden appearance of a man in a long red jacket standing in your garden has you jumping back in surprise. Your foot steps on the garden hose, making you lose your balance and start to tip over. Thankfully, the stranger has quick reflexes and quickly leans forward to catch your fall. “Whoa! Easy there!” he exclaims as he sets you upright, doing his best to avoid the misty spray of the hose still clutched in your hand. That is when you notice his distinct white hair swaying in front of his blue eyes. And his face…if it was not for the slight fuzz of a beard or the care-free expression, he would be the spitting image of Vergil. Which can only mean…

“You must be Dante.”

“What gave it away?” he asks, dramatically holding his hands out to the side as he nods his head in confirmation.

“You wouldn’t be a Son of Sparda if you didn’t scare your local gardener to death!”

Dante tilts head at your answer and smirks as he examines you from head to toe. “I dig the overalls,” he comments as he gestures to your attire. You look down at your green gardening overalls, the phrase "I like big buds and I cannot lie" imprinted on the front surrounded by large colorful flower buds.

“Thanks!” you laugh, turning off the garden hose. “I’m Y/N! I don’t recall Vergil saying that he was going to finally introduce me to you.”

“So, he’s told you about me? Did he mention that I am the better-looking twin?” he jests as he takes a step back and strikes a charmingly rugged pose.

“Uh, he mentioned that you are a demon hunter, a foolish buffoon, and…whoa!” Your eyebrows shoot up as you closely examine his coat. “Your jacket does look really expensive!”

Dante rolls his eyes as he relaxes from his over-the-top stance. “He just can’t let that go, huh?” He shakes his head and lightly chuckles.

“So…what brings you to my garden?” you inquire kindly, not letting his surprise visit distract you from being hospitable. Dante did not mention his brother being present here with him, so you hope that Vergil does not mind you being friendly and helping his brother out if he needs it.

“The girls keep telling me I need something to brighten up the shop,” he explains as he scratches the back of his head. “So, I figured some flowers from my brother’s friendly neighbor florist might do the trick.”

You smile sweetly. “Okay! Do you have any kind of flowers in mind?”

“Well, my mother’s favorite flowers were-”

“Burgundy roses!”

Dante quirks an eyebrow. “Did you just read my mind?”

A giggle escapes your lips as you shake your head. “Vergil told me that his mother had a modest garden herself, and that she grew those roses a lot. Don’t worry,” you affirm as your hand sets down the garden hose. A big confident smile spreads across your face as you twirl in excitement, pausing to strike your own cute pose. “I got you covered!”

He nods his head in approval. “Right on.”

You make small talk with Dante as you lead him to the rose section of your garden, asking if by “the girls” he means the other two demon hunters that work with him. He confirms your guess and grumbles about how unfair it is that you know so much the crew while he knows next to nothing about you. That is quickly remedied though as he bombards you with the oddest series of questions…most of them involving strawberries and pizza. When you tell him that you used to work at the local pizzeria and bakery in your home town he enthusiastically asks if you made the pizzas. You laugh at his boyish glee and inform him that you sometimes helped with the pizzas, but you mostly baked the pastries and desserts.

“Here we are!” You point to a bush full of the dark reddish-purple roses as you step through the various buds and blooms. “Roses of unconscious beauty!” Dante studies the rose bush as you approach it, lean in, and inhale their lovely fragrance. You breathe out in delight and start looking for the best blooms for a bouquet. “Aren’t they lovely?” You look over your shoulder and see that Dante is barely paying attention. His blue green eyes gaze distantly at the rose bush, reminding you a little of Vergil’s silver blue eyes when he recedes into his head. You wait a moment before deciding to coax him out of pensive stupor.

“Flower for your thoughts?”

Dante blinks and shakes his head. “Sorry about that. I was just…remembering something.” He walks over and stands next you, a small grin appears on his face as he peers down at you. “These would look nice on my desk. I’ll take ‘em.”

“Alright!” You reach into your pocket, taking out the pruning shears still stored in there and begin snipping some select roses, carefully removing the thorns before sticking them in another pocket until you can properly tie them together.

Dante quietly watches you for a few moments before he crosses his arms and leisurely leans back. “So…you and my brother.”

You snip a third rose as you glance over at him. “Me and your brother…?” you repeat, hoping he will expand upon the conversation he started. Dante just continues to gaze at you inquisitively. Your brow furrows in puzzlement as you wonder what he is trying to imply…until it suddenly hits you.

No way. He can’t be…

“Are you…Dad-terogating me?”

“Am I what now?”

“You know…that thing fathers do when daughters bring home their boyfriends.” Your voice drops as you do your best impersonation a stern father figure. “What are your intentions little girl?”

“Oh man,” Dante snickers. “And what if I am?” he counters with a puckish smirk.

“Well, Mr. Sparda,” you begin with a cheeky grin, turning to him while you clutch a thornless burgundy rose close to your chest. “I only have the best intentions towards your brother, Vergil. They include smiles, laughter, and a healthy dose of poetry with dash of tea…Oh!” You dip your hand into the front pocket of your overalls. “And lots of flower showers!” Your grin turns cheerful as you toss pink hydrangea petals high into the air.

Dante stares at you closely for a moment, totally unfazed by the petals scattering around him before he chuckles softly. “Well now…how can I argue with that? My party pooper of a brother needs it.”

You giggle and go back to snipping more roses. A fourth one is freed and you begin to remove the thorns from the stem. “It’s sweet of you to look out for him, you know,” you point out with a genuine smile. “You’re a good brother, Dante.”

He smiles back and is about to respond when an awful hellish screech fills the air. Your head snaps over to the direction it is coming from, but you already know what those sounds mean. Dante casually looks over as well, but he does not look as concerned as you. His face reminds you more of the neighborhood kids when the ice cream truck drives by. “Looks like our flower pickin’ is gonna have to wait,” he surmises as he struts briskly towards the commotion.

You pocket the pruning shears and the rose in your hand as you hurriedly follow behind him. The screeching is now really loud and as you step into to a clearing you see the familiar forms of demons just beyond the gates of your garden. Even though you live in a city known for its constant hellish attacks, the sight of their malformed bodies never fails to freeze your blood. The closest one, resembling a large corrupted bat, flies over the gate and hovers near one of your apple trees. It shrieks as its throat starts to glow red. Anger floods through your body when you register what it intends to do to your lovely fruit trees.

“Oh, no you DON’T!” you shout as you run by the gardening tools still laying out, grabbing the garden hoe as you pass by and rush towards the bat-like creature. It swivels around just as you draw your makeshift weapon back and swing up at it with all your strength. The hoe connects and a pained squeal rings out as the demon is knocked back a little bit away from the apple tree. You let out a shuddering breath, quickly realizing that perhaps smacking a demon with a gardening tool was not the best idea.

Multiple gunshots startle you out of your internal dread as they streak up at the bat-like demon. It shakes violently before it drops to the ground and disintegrates. You turn around and see Dante holstering two guns behind his back before giving you a round of applause. “Not bad! Very inventive use of…” his hands pause as he inspects your tool curiously.

“It’s a hoe,” you bluntly inform him.

“Really?” Dante puts his hands on his hips as he circles around you, shielding you from the oncoming demons notice. “Well then…you really know how to handle a hoe!”

You snort and check your tool for any signs of it being broken or bent. “You know what they say…a dirty hoe is a happy hoe!” you joke, flashing him the disgusting bloody residue on the tip. Dante hunches over as a hearty laugh burst from his lips. You feel a sense of accomplishment at making such a clever gardening pun, but it is short lived as a series of terrible growls and roars remind you of the current danger. “Umm,” you mutter softly, “as much as I would like to give more demons a good hoeing…”

Dante reigns in his boisterous laughter and nods. “Yeah...get yourself to safety.” He runs and skillfully jumps over the gate. Before he goes to deal with the demons, he looks over his shoulder at you. “Even though I’m not a hoe I can still get rid of these nasty weeds,” he quips with a wink.

You laugh and shake your head at his own gardening pun before retreating back to your house, sighing in relief as your backdoor comes into view. When you are a few feet away from safety, a low rumbling growl reaches your ears, making you stop in your tracks. You still have your garden hoe, so you hold it up in defense as you scan your surroundings for any immediate threat. It is quiet for a moment…then a series obscure red streaks zoom around you. Your eyes try to track whatever is circling you, but you cannot see what is stalking you like prey.

Your body is quaking now as you turn around to glance behind you. A lizard-like demon with a vicious red blade protruding from one of its scaly arms is leaping through the air straight at you. Your instincts kick in and you raise your gardening tool up in defense, even though you feel certain that it will not enough to block that sharp blade. A series of tumultuous emotions sling around your mind, but one strongly overtakes you as the image of Vergil pops into your head…regret.

I didn’t even get to tell him that-

Before you are able to close your eyes and brace yourself for the deadly impact, a sudden blur of blue spheres pop up and knock back your scaly assailant. A familiar form clad in a blue coat suddenly appears next to the demon and proceeds to hit it with a series of slashes. When he finishes his ruthless onslaught, he turns his back on the demon and dramatically sheaths his sword. Just as the hilt of the sword slams into the case, the demon convulses in pain one last time before collapsing on the ground.

The regret you felt earlier fades away as your devilish rescuer turns towards you. The usual scowl on his face is now even more severe as he scrutinizes your appearance. He may be fuming with rage, but you do not mind, nor do you care. “Vergil!” you cry, trying to thank him for saving your life, but you feel so overwhelmed that no words come out. All you can do is smile gratefully as your eyes well up with tears, so happy that you get to see the man you feel so deeply for again after all.

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Can I have a request where the male V3 cast’s fem!s/o went to vacation to America and then two days later, police come to their door come to question them and it was later discovered that someone killed her. 4 months later when it was her funeral she just s h o w s u p . And so she later had to explain her wacky adventure that went from the mafia to curses. Bonus points if she just yells: “OI! I thought I told you not to eat my cake... or did I?”

Sorry but this time I won't fight for bonus points

V3 boys whose fem!s/o went to America for sometime and then days later it was  discovered that someone killed her when it was her funeral she just shows up

Ryoma Hoshi

He didn't mind you going there alone. Like why should he stop you? Ryoma trusted you and knew that you were smart enough to not get yourself in trouble.

But few days later he was informed that someone killed you and he couldn't belive it... Why did world want to take everything from him so badly? He should have come with you... Or at least stop you... But it's too late now... He needs to face reality.

For first week he tried to get over it alone and didn't told any of your friends about it but your family members did knew.

All that time you weren't around he felt empty and didn't smile at all. But can anyone blame him really?

Ryoma didn't move any of your belongings he knew that sooner or later he had to do it but he just didn't not even when your funeral was next week.

When the funeral took place it was quite awkward since your body wasn't found but the killer turned themselves in immediately after committing their crime.

Some people found it wierd since why hold this event without the body? It was more likely to be just a sad party where all your loved ones mourn your death.

That is untill you suddenly walked in. Everyone was surprised and Ryoma didn't knew what to think at that moment.

While everyone gathered into large group hug you were quite confused and when they let you go you asked Ryoma what happened.

So he told you whole story. But to be honest he thought that everything in front of him wasn't real and it was all a dream... Thank God he was wrong he was so wrong and he can't be more happy to be wrong.

When you came home Ryoma asked you what actually happened and where were you entire time? You saw no point in lying to him so you told him what happened.

Gonta Gokuhara

He understood why you were going there without him and of course he will miss you but he doesn't want to hold you back.

So he tried to plan something on your arrival. But other than that he did pretty much what he usually did when you weren't around.

However about 2 days after the police informed him about the incident... And he couldn't belive it...

He felt like his legs were giving up on him and started crying. You were so kind! Why whould anyone do this to you!?

It led him to this point where he didn't knew what to do. Should he tell anyone? What is he going to do without you for good!?

It broke his heart when he thought that he won't ever see your smile again... Won't hear your voice... Nothing will ever be the same...

He decided to distract himself from this brutal reality for a bit and spent some time taking care of his bug friends. But it wasn't enough to cure his broken heart. No matter what he did he couldn't stop crying...

After some time had passed Gonta started thinking more about memories he made with you instead of the fact that he won't be able to build any new.

And when it came to your funeral he was calm. Still extremely sad but calm. All of your friends and family members were there and he talked to them entire event.

That is untill everyone saw a familiar face... It was you!? Gonta was super happy and confused but mainly happy!

He gave you the warmest hug and didn't question what happened for the time being. Gonta told you how much he missed you and you just couldn't help but smile.

Later on you told him about your adventure and he was impressed since what you did was so brave!!!

K1B0

Keebo fully understood why he shouldn't come with you so he didn't question it.

So he often contacted you and accidentally forgot about the timezones- so he did call you while you were sleeping. He didn't do it intentionally tho-

He started worrying when you didn't show any signs of being alive but he thought that you were just having a good time and he should stop worrying.

But when he was informed about your death he could not believe it... It must have been a joke right?

After some time though he believed it and felt like he was about to cry... Right he can't cry...

He wanted to be alone for a while so he ignored every call he received and didn't let anyone inside.

'a while' lasted for about 2 weeks- then he ansvered to all the messages he got but he still was extremely sad.

There wasn't anything specific he did before your funeral. He was doing everything he did before but... You just weren't there...

When everyone gathered he thought about how much he loves you and wished you were alive... Then he felt someone touch his shoulder.

As he turned around he saw you and shouted your name catching all attention. Keebo was extremely glad that you were alive.

He didn't care about people around and asked you what happened.

Kaito Momota

When you told him about going there he let you go on one condition. You HAVE to call him every day.

So when he didn't got a call one day he was getting worried since you didn't ansver his calls either... Maybe you went to sleep early? Maybe your phone battery was dead?

Another day passed and he still didn't hear from you... But he did hear from the police that you were dead.

Kaito couldn't belive it. At first he doubted it but sooner or later he had to acknowledge it...

He tried not to think about it but he couldn't stop no matter how hard he tried.

Entire time between your death and funeral he tried to spend with his friends so he could calm down. But he just couldn't stop thinking about you.

When it was time he didn't understood why there whould be a funeral if there was no body. To be honest he still felt like something was wrong and you were still alive. At least that's what he hoped for.

That's when he looked around and saw you. There was no mistaking it definitely you. At first he was freaking out since he realized you might be a ghost but- it's you.

When you noticed him you ran towards him catching everyone's attention as they didn't knew what to say...

After all you were supposed to be dead! But not like anyone is complaining about the fact that you are alive.

He asked you thousands of questions from what happened to you to where you have been this entire time.

Shuichi Saihara

Shuichi didn't stop you from going there and didn't even thought about it.

When you were gone he missed you but you talked from time to time so it wasn't that bad.

It was bad when he was told that you died though. He became a shut-in and didn't go outside for quite a while untill some of his friends payed him a visit.

They managed to put him together but it didn't change fact that he was constantly thinking about you. In the good way though.

He slowly got over your death but didn't try to forget you. Heck it was last thing he wanted.

After few months he was at your funeral trying not to cry. He needs to stay strong.

But in reality what made him cry wasn't the fact that you were dead it was the fact that you were alive.

Seeing you made him feel much better. And then you explained everything to him.

Rantaro Amami

Rantaro whould love to come there with you but he couldn't. It was mostly around his sisters but he told you to go by yourself.

Every day you made sure to at least text him so he started worrying after you didn't contact him for 3 days...

Then information about your death wasn't a secret. He felt like he was going crazy. Denying it he thought that it was just a nightmare but it wasn't.

He tried to hide all of the despair from his siblings and tried to act like nothing happened. But he abandoned sleep. He couldn't sleep knowing that he won't ever see you again.

And everything was like that until it was your funeral.

But during it he just felt empty... Still he wanted to live for your sake.

However all his thoughts were disturbed when he saw you making grand entrance on your own funeral.

He immediately stood up and ran towards you he hugged you close and didn't let you go for very long time.

Kokichi Ouma

He wanted to go too so he tried to change your mind about going alone. But you couldn't take him and he knew why.

So your plans stayed the same. Still Kokichi often called you in the middle of the night on purpose. It was a little revange but two can play this game.

Either way you stopped responding. He thought you were just annoyed by this so he didn't worry.

That is untill he was informed about your death... He didn't wanted to believe it but it was the truth. But he didn't cry. Instead Kokichi was lost in thought mainly thinking about what you went through together.

Around others Kokichi acted like he usually did to their surprise. But only you could tell it was a lie. Still you weren't there so this doesn't matter.

When months passed it was your funeral already. And everyone was surprised to see your there ALIVE!?

When Kokichi saw you he couldn't tell how he felt but those emotions sure were positive. He asked you what happened and that's when you told him entire story but not in detail.

Korekiyo Shinguji

When you were going on your vacation Korekiyo had planned to do his anthropology work and he focused on his research only- if not the fact that he whould wait for you to contact him and see how were you doing.

However one day he got message from your killer and his heart literally stopped when he saw that message.

He calmed down thinking it was a joke (even though you never joked like this) but then the photo was sent and he didn't knew what to do at this point.

The police took care of it but your body wasn't there when they went to investigate. Still there was your blood on the crime scene.

Korekiyo thought about preforming a seance and that's exactly what he did. There was something odd though... It didn't work. Maybe it was because he was way too far from place of your death? Or maybe there was no death to begin with.

Either way Korekiyo didn't thought that you actually died because there was just too many odds.

But he showed up at your funeral either way. Still he didn't believe that it was happening.

All his thoughts were confirmed when you showed up. He wasn't as surprised as rest of your loved ones. But he was first one to hug you. It was very tight and loving hug even though he thought that you weren't dead part of him thought that he was desperately denying truth.

~Mod Chiaki

[dystovian]

Headcanons for the paladins reactions when their S/o gets hit with some kind of magic and they suddenly become 6?

this is long but you guys deserve it because I’ve been very inactive and busy, but I actually really liked writing this so thank you for the request!!

[Shiro:]•ok so it was basically a surprise attack???•like you all landed on a new planet (Osnora) to go speak with civilians and ask if the Galra had arrived•the species that resided there were known as Zoagantu! a strangely tall species with large glowing eyes. Which, predominantly, look human like. The only skin color that was strange was the dark blue of the leader.•and you, Shiro and Hunk were to check out the North part of the village•you all scared the absolute crap out of their leader, Mayama•who was some abnormally tall man who in fear, landed to his knees and slammed his hands into the ground, blue wispy magic exploded into a huge wave and just crashed into all of you•turns out, the leader wasn’t even scared at all. apparently a long time ago his village was given a fortune, that if a visitor were hit with magic, they’d turn into a child, thus being the rightful ruler of that village in the future•the man stood, pumped his fists and cheered•shiro “UHM???? NO ? NOT GOOD?”•you stared at your hands in literal disgust because,,,why?•you all went back to the castle, along with the leader who spoke with Allura and Coran while staring you down from afar, “wth”•you were literally grumpy the entire time, but you kind of liked the affection you were getting•even keith audibly ‘aw’d at you•GIGGLING from both you and Shiro•Shiro literally had you on a leash because despite having the same brain/thoughts, you had the equivalent impulse control as a 6 year old•the leader eventually explained that it should wear off soon, and also, the only way you could’ve turned into a child is if you were of the Zoagantu descent. (Oooo)•you weren’t fully though, only half, but Humans have more Dominant genes than those on Osnora•you literally only ate goo the whole time and Hunk hand fed you, you even had to shout at him that you were 6, not 2•Lance “I MADE CLOTHES”•"is this why you said that dumb thread the needle joke" “pidge, shhhhshshh”•eventually you turned back and about a week later, shiro left that Garrison phone of pidges on the table and you looked at it•the photos man,,,,the ffffffphotos•fun fact: he was barely around you when you had become 6,, because every time he saw you it made him think about having a kid with you some day and he’ll get blushy and nervous•you eventually bring it up, like ‘hey why were you ignoring me at the time’ and he blurts it out•you cry tears of joy tho

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[Lance:]•you and Lance were inside of a Galra Ship•he went ahead to see if the area was clear•someone, unknown, had grabbed you by the back of the neck and you knocked out immediately •he came back and there you were•a ffffujckn 6 year old child•he had to wrap you up in the fabric of your suit (similar to alluras)•he ran back straight away, shouting at them that something happened but not really saying what it was•every body was panicking •allura “Keith, go wait at the entrance and back then up just incase”•gets down there and wow, lance, holding a CHILD in his arms •keith just ??????????? hahuh?•turns out it would take a really long time•but you still needed to do missions, you NEEDED to or you’d throw tantrums•you got to climb through small spaces to get info or let the team in a locked room•you did so once, didn’t realize a soldier was there•the last thing they saw? You in the form of 6 year old child scream before you knocked them out•Lance would literally come in right after and treat you like you were his child, like omg r u alright?•pidge would high5 you just saying….•eventually they landed on a planet filled with people who actually KNOW altean magic•while allura is admiring one when fixing you, you eventually turn back to your normal age…..eventually…in time•everyday you aged a year, so you had to wait awhile until you were back to normal and let’s just say it was basically like Coran going back in time in age•Lance was so glad to have you back but would force you to take pictures every day until you were back to normal•every other day since you grew, they’d have to get new clothing.•you and lance would go to a space mall or two and get clothing•you actually skipped getting clothes half the time and would go do some dumb things, arcades, Space Comics

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[Hunk:]•Allura decided it would be a good idea to test something out of hers•did not explain what it did, as it was a surprise•you volunteered to help as well, knowing very well that it would be used on you•it was actually supposed to make you younger•coran shut the lights, and everyone stood still•a big FLASH of pink light came up, and it showed Allura pointing a cube toward you•Hunk GASPED and yelled like literally wth just happened•lights, camera, toddler•there you were, little tiny you just chilling on the floor•you weren’t necessarily six years old, although the haircut you had and the outfit you were was one you wore at the age of 6•you were only 3•you had on blue overalls, and a yellow+white striped shirt under it•Shiro started crying•Hunk ran to you and picked you up and was honestly speechless•asked Allura if they could keep you like that for a while, but sadly it could only be 2 hours•within the two hours everyone was playing with you•you liked Keith way more than anyone else and hunk was so upset I’m chrhdnn •by the time you were changed back (it’s automatic), Lance had found a way to print the photos they took of you. Hunk and Allura were making clothes, Keith had you on his shoulders, Pidge was inventing toys for you. Coran was making “#1 Uncle” coffee mugs •Shiro was just beyond happy•Lance still put up the photos, Coran still gave you the mugs, Pidge saved the toys for another day•Keith almost died, was not expecting you to turn back and his knees gave out and yeah•Shiro actually lol’d•Hunk and Allura groaned and threw everything, all that hard work, what were they even thinking•he was glad to have you back tho and hugged you, asked why you liked Keith better and you giggled•he eventually asked Lance if he had any copies of those photos, took them as his own and hid them in his pockets

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[Keith:]•basically Keith has no impulse control whatsoever•kinda dumb, but he ran into an army, scoped out the area and such, and saw Haggar who ALSO saw him, and immediately said no.•didn’t realize Haggar was trying to hit him when he was running out but you did•you basically get smacked all the way into Keith, who immediately grabs you and drags you away and to safety•you don’t turn right away, but you fall into a 2 day coma•the night before you woke up, Keith had gone to check on you (twas late) and basically fainted because•"uh? why is there a child"•at first he wasn’t really sure what was going on so he slowly went closer and realized, based off old photos he saw in your house once, that this was you•immediately ran off and got allura + coran•Keith, Pidge, and Coran would stay inside until you awoke while the other searched far and wide for anything to cure you•when you woke up you fell right onto Pidge who SCREAMED and almost threw you•you screamed as well, and Keith “Motherly Instincts” Kogane, picked you up and held you on his hip the whole time until the others came back•eventually they explained that they’d need to kidnap someone•Pidge had no problem because it could help you and they could ask the Galran if they know anything about her bro/dad•keith was ecstatic because I doubt you’d want to stay 6 years old•was the one to threaten the Galran enough to scare the absolute crap out of them•luckily, although the Galran didn’t know much magic, they knew of someone who did. they searched and eventually found them•basically an old commander of druids who turned against the galra. Half Altean and once worked beside Haggar•they turned you back and Keith actually CRIED•teases you whenever he can tho bcos you are probably the most adorable child ever

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[Pidge:]•Pidge was inventing something….to say the least•you weren’t the only one affected though•basically Pidge said they’d be right back, and to both you AND hunk, to NOT TOUCH ANYTHING•you did•it did not end well•hunk reached over and while the two of you chuckled, he poked it and you guys knocked out•Shiro had, walked in right as it happened, was affected as well•a large burst of magic sent you all flying•Hunk was a 1 year old, you were 6, and Shiro was 16 years old•Shiro immediately woke up and grabbed the both of you, running off•the age change you all went through had changed your appearances. Hunk had short curly black hair, your hair was…whatever haircut you had at the time•you had fjjfkfkdk CHALK DYE in your hair•Shiro had like, 4 piercings on each ear•Lance was terrified•Shiro burst into the kitchen where everyone was catching up and didn’t even have to say anything•just stood there with you on his hip and Hunk held against chest like “what happened”•pidge came in “WHA THE FJUCKDK”•turns out, whatever that new ore Pidge had found was NOT meant to be doused with Quintessence •laughed at Hunk and Shiro but cried when they saw you•held you the whole time and actually sobbed because,,, oh my gosh bb.,,,why•you were the last one to turn back, and Pidge was glad because now they could slap Hunk•once you turned back Pidge hugged your knees the entire time•"forgive me please I’ll literally do anything I’ll eat fire please I love you"•you remembered everything, unlike Hunk who had shart himself a couple times•made fun of Shiro strange 16 year old phase and laughed so hard your stomach hurt, Pidge joined in •promised to you they would never use anything new+unknown unless they know EVERYTHING about it /it’s history•that promise was broken when it happened again•that time you turned 29

[the99thchapter]

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the following are entries from my lunadiary.

2018.12.24 p.m. 01:54  - the last week of 2018 x - let the past be bygone they say, little did you know, the sufferings and obstacles i had faced, To be where i am today never forget your struggles because they're a reminder for every hardship 

2018.12.27 p.m. 08:34 the luxury of happiness x - to feel happy is a luxury because not everyday is filled with joy So If i get to feel happy for every one second I'll be grateful i don't want to feel nothing Forever

2019.01.17 p.m. 05:06 Tbh - Hypothetically speaking, i don't know if I'm passing my stats and cma paper. I didn't revise in depth and I'm just guessing answers. Reminder to myself that if i failed, it was because i wasn't being hardworking enough. I was being complacent. I deserved this. 

2019.04.01 p.m. 11:15 what happens next?  - howto: cope with a broken friendship are there any cures for it? Guidebooks, therapy or prayers?I lost a friend because of my actions. Came to realization that I'm always hurting others. I know how it feels like, and I'm doing it to the people i love. I am the worst.

2019.04.11 p.m. 05:38 My parents.  - My mom thinks I'm here to ruin her life. Look, I'm not trying to make anyone cry or get hurt. But it always come back to the fact that i cause great pain to the people around me indirectly. I made my family cry. I made a friend cry. I make myself cry. It's like i am this terrible person who's causing so much pain to others. I don't get better. I get worse. 

I know my mom has been looking at me like I'm a monster for a while now. Years. She doesn't say it but i can tell. I'm no longer treated like a child, i get scolded like a stranger and I'm not worth of importance anymore. I think this is the universe way of telling me that I'm on my own and i should just deal with it. My dad wants to get closer to me but i push him away repeatedly. I'm a mean person but getting closer means opening up walls and i don't intend to do that. After having broke a parent, this parent should stay away from me. I hurt people so he shouldn't have to deal with me. He's a great dad but he's unlucky to have me. 

My parents are great people and they've been through a lot. My existence is nothing but a nuisance since the beginning. Please, universe. Do them a favour and do myself a favour. Get rid of me. Help them. Save them. That's all I'm asking. 

2019.04.23 p.m. 10:59 Plus one - all i ask for is a man who has a good heart. Someone who is polite in words and actions. not necessarily pious but does his five daily prayers without fail. Able to guide me on the correct path and be my jodoh in jannah. protect me from the evil and love me for who i am. Respects my family as a whole and accepts us for who we are. 

2019.05.09 p.m. 02:03 day 4  - Ya Rabb, i ask that you strengthen my iman. Encourage my heart to perform the five daily salahs and to dzhikir a lot. In this holy month i want nothing but truly your blessings. Taufiq hidayah. Rahmatilah kami semua, terimalah segala ibadah and amalan kami. I'm striving to become a better muslim in the eyes of no one else but Allah SWT. The most gracious, the most merciful.

  2019.07.08 a.m. 09:38 What is wrong with me?  - These words are haunting me at night. Every time i close my eyes, i hear it. "Why are you like that?" "You're not good enough" "The world doesn't need you" "Stop being useless to us." "You're a bad person." Hey, Reality check, i am indeed what these statements truly meant. I know for a fact that no one actually likes me. I radiate bad vibes negativity. People pretend to like me. My personality's kinda fake. Is this why no one wants to stick by me? Is that why the friends that i have now are only pitying me? What do i lack? How can i be a better version of myself? What is wrong with me? 

2019.08.01 a.m. 11:31 the first of august - D-23 to my birthday! To an age that society defines as a brand new decade! My 20's will be the coolest. I can't wait to get my first full time job, to graduate with my diploma, to hop on an airplane, to travel to cities, discover the world, meet people, find love and connection, try new adventures and to simply help the needy.  

2019.08.26 p.m. 02:18 - today i had my last exam for 2.1. the end of a semester. right now I'm sitting i’m the mrt. On my way to bugis. To buy film. But all i can think about is Will today be the day? What if right now is the moment? 

No current commitments. No plans. Just myself. I'm thinking about how in the midst of being surrounded by work to do, i have no time for myself. To recharge, to check in and ask if I'm truly okay..Because I'm not. I really am pushing or suppressing emotions. I'm not allowing myself to let go. No anxiety attacks lately. Am i getting better? Or is this just my mind playing tricks?

2019.10.01 p.m. 10:57 cbtl  - I have work at 8 am which I've decided not to turn up for because i think it doesn't matter if I'm there or not..i love the nature of this new job and the learning outcomes from it but it's been 3 weeks and it's tough. i get that it requires the ability to be quick and precise but i just cant you know? With this particular mgr breathing down my neck every single time, i feel so tensed?? i know the reality is that not every job will be easy but i don't think this barista thingy will work out for me :(  and I'm not deciding to ditch work just bc i can't handle things, but I'm tired from getting belittled for minor tiny ass mistakes i do. Why do people find the need to raise their voice and speak in a degrading manner while pointing out my mistakes which are so frickin small in front of others? To train me to be vigilant next time? Is it working? Yes. But did it hurt my self esteem? Totally. You saw my igstory lately... the one about smacking my face? It still upsets me :( I wasn't rude or anything i was honestly in a confused position. Because i genuinely did not know the exact ingredients to make iced latte (i wasn't taught yet) and the same mgr thinks i do even after telling her i dont!! I asked her if it's made from iced water base but she kept emphasising the word 'ICED LATTE' indicting that i was dumb and she got fed up and said it's milk based + I'll smack your face..rude. She could have told me. The thing about me is that i remember lists really well so if she'd told me at the beginning we could have avoided this moment that ruined my day and hurt my feelings. I know it was my fault for not practicing much last week so that's why when i was asked to make hot espresso drinks it caught me off guard. I told the same mgr that i did not have much opportunity to do so bc the other workers mostly made the drinks and she still belittled me. Also i had to make this drink called Hot Vanilla which is similar to Hot Chocolate and i remember DISTINCTIVELY that one of my colleagues taught me to use cold milk as base so i did the same thing and one of the other colleagues saw and again... in a loud degrading manner pointed out my mistake and proceeded to say things like "YOU ASK AND ASK SO MANY THINGS THEN DON'T BOTHER REMEMBERING SO U ASK FOR WHAT" in a really mean tone... that was uncalled for. i had to choke up my emotions and reply an apology in a joking manner like i always do bc idw to cry.

2019.12.18 p.m. 09:39 the decade in recap - 2009-2019 i was 10 years old then but I'm 20 years old today. I really grew up uh? I went through so many things. I did them. I became who i am today. 

2020.01.21 a.m. 08:45 three weeks into the new year and I'm already over it - year, please be nice to me. I've cried way too much. I don't want to be sad all the time. I want to feel like myself again. It's been years...that for some reason happiness and a good life can't work hand in hand for me. 

2020.01.23 p.m. 08:57 work hard and work smart?  - I studied only two days prior. But in those last two days i put in a lot effort. I sacrificed sleep, my health, hygiene and everything into utilizing every second to absorb as much studying as i can. I convinced myself that i can do it. I can make things work. But did it? I took my tax paper and did mistakes...obvious unforgivable mistakes that i actually practiced so hard on but still did it. I took my finance paper and my mind decided to omit the one information that i needed to answer that question even though I've memorized it repeatedly in my mind beforehand. It's really times like this where i truly am disappointed with myself. I could have done better had i put in more effort. I could have aced it if i did my preparation early. I hate feeling like this. I hate feeling like I'm not as good as my peers. This whole week was so tiring for me. I was alone and realized that i am ALONE alone. My friends? They don't even care about me unless i took initiative to approach them. It's been suffocating lately, trying to take in all the crap that I've been getting. I'm so tired of crying. I don't even want to feel happy anymore. What's the point....

2020.02.19 p.m. 01:06 1 down, 4 more to go - auditing.... you're not my cup of tea. I'll admit it. in the beginning i didn't understand what was going on. but after literally crash coursing on the whole module this past week, i can say i still don't get it. But nevertheless i think i did ok for the paper. Idk. I thought I'd failed my mst only to be surprised by the score. So maybe the universe will work the same way this time. Or not. 

So today i will be going on a full-blown revision marathon for my three papers next week. I'm pinning my hopes on getting at least B+/A for FOT and FOI. IF? we'll strive to get one level about the bare minimum. 

I hope this semester sees an improvement in gpa or maintenance of my current one. Would really break my heart to see it plunge down. To future me, we'll be okay. If we're not, don't beat yourself to it. While the whole "grades don't define you" advice does give a sense of relief, it means shit. Grades matter... At least for university. 

Remember that one day we'll get a degree. Failure isn't forever. 

2020.05.30 a.m. 04:37 Why i don't ask about my jodoh in prayers  - while i do romanticize love based on fiction and the amount of love series i watch, i don't necessarily crave for it. I used to, but i don't. One reason could be that i am not surrounded by many malay guys and two, i am not in a position to be able to experience it. It's both. I don't try and I'll not try.