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always-just-red · 2 months

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hihihi! sylus girlie here. as a college student i often never take breaks whenever im working and often stay up late finishing up assignments. then i stress out but never tell anyone and suffer in silence:’) i was wondering if you could do something similar with sylus x mc where mc often forgets to take breaks at the hunters association and is always the first the volunteer for missions so she could improve.

but then it’s starting to take a toll on her and is so so stressed, but feels bad about venting to someone or saying no to new missions.

maybe one day she’s doing a simple task like cooking herself dinner (or something) but accidentally burns herself and she just ends up breaking down and decides to call sylus and he immediately goes to her. :’)

feel free to decline or change anything! i just like the thought of someone comforting u when ur overworked and stressed bc i wish someone would do that to me lol.

Fast-tracked this one for you, anon! I'm really sorry you're having a tough time right now, and I hope this brings you a bit of comfort- remember, Sylus would want you to take care of yourself! Good luck with all your studies, and feel free to send in another request if ever you need it! 🥰

Technical Difficulties

Sylus x Reader 🩸

Summary: You're not very good at asking for help when you're struggling. Thankfully? You don't always need to.

Genre: fluff + comfort ft. a very domestic Sylus!

Warnings/Additional tags: stressed reader (has a lil bit of a breakdown!), some swearing, uses of 'kitten' and 'sweetie', Sylus is so soft here he should come with a health warning tbh

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Disclaimer: Characters belong to Love and Deepspace. All work is my own, so please don't repost or plagiarise!

In the event of a wanderer incursion where evacuation of citizens is obstructed or otherwise not viable, association protocol 32.3-A dictates that you should first… That you should first… What?

Your pen is poised above the blank space where your answer should be. 32.3-A is a general procedure: something to do moving people to the nearest shelter. Or, wait— are you supposed to try to contact support, first?

You drop your pen with a huff and flop face-down onto the mock exam. It’s too much. Too much information, too much responsibility. Open textbooks are spread over your desk and around your head like an unholy halo— stacks of them, filled with codes and procedures. They’re supposed to be helpful, but they’re not; they’re drowning you.

Your phone pings and you glance up. Text from Tara:

Hi! Hate to be a bother, but did you finish glancing over that practice question for me? xx

Shit. You’d completely forgotten. You straighten, reaching for your laptop so you can load up your latest emails. You’ve got time to look over it; the exam isn’t for another two days. Breathe, ok? You have time.

Seven unread emails. What? You scan over them frantically. Two from the Captain: accepting additional mission requests you’d applied for. Were those both this week? One from Nero: you hadn’t sent in that finished report. Three from your colleagues, all scrambling for help with the exam. One from Tara:

Thanks for saying you’d look over this for me! You’re the best at this stuff!

Ok, so: Tara’s practice question. Nero’s report. Your own practice questions. Then… dinner? Maybe that should come first. You’d skipped lunch— had one slice of toast for breakfast. But you don’t wanna cook; cooking takes time, and you’ve got none. None.

Your phone is ringing, snapping you back to reality, and you peek over at it. Sylus?

“Hi,” you greet as you put him on speaker. On your laptop, you’re opening up Tara’s attachment.

“Are you free tomorrow?”

Always straight to the point. “Uh… yeah?” you frown as you read through your friend’s work. “Why? What d’you need?”

Sylus sighs through the phone. “That was a test, sweetie. You failed.”

“Yeah, well…” you murmur, highlighting a sentence with your cursor. “Add it to the list.”

The man doesn’t find that funny. The phone is quiet— too quiet. “Are you alright?” he asks, just as your gaze wanders to check if the call has disconnected.

“Mmhmm.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, Sylus.”

You stare down at your phone. He’s waiting for more, but you won’t give it to him. You’re one word away from slipping, and you can’t let the dam crumble, especially in front of him. He’s smiling from the phone call background: a photo he insisted would ‘ruin’ his image when you took it last week.

“I need to go, ok?” Your eyes are shining.

“Ok,” he says softly.

There’s a bleep as the call cuts out, and the photo is gone. Waiting beneath it is another text from Tara, and one from Xavier: Nero told me to txt U bout a report??

You swallow the ache in your throat and slump down on your desk again.

…

You wake up with a start, your head ringing. The tangerine sky outside your window’s turned dark— your laptop, too— and light spills from your desk lamp, yellow on white pages. There’s more, and you turn, tracing it back to where it leaks through the crack of your almost closed bedroom door.

You hadn’t left any lights on in your flat. You hadn’t switched on your lamp, either.

Tiredness is dulling your thoughts and your senses, but you know you feel uneasy. There’s something in the air: smoky, but not unpleasant. You can hear something as well. No— two things. A faint, almost imperceptible hiss, and a more obvious humming.

Hunter instincts kick in. You roll open a drawer of your desk, snatching up one of your standard-issue pistols and removing its safety with a click. You stalk up to the door, your trained footsteps near silent. You take a deep breath, clearing your head. One. Two.

Three! You shoulder the door open, leaping through with your gun trained forwards.

At the other end of your sights, Sylus turns, an eyebrow raised. Your kitchen stove seethes behind him, and he gives you a once over as he sluggishly raises both hands. “You flatter me, kitten,” he smirks in surrender, looking between your weapon and his: a spatula.

You lower your gun, your heart still racing. “I could have killed you, Sylus!”

“That’s the spirit.” His hands drop, too.

“How did you even get in here?”

He’s turned back to the stove, and he’s using the spatula to push something around a frying pan. “Hmm…” he muses, then blink— he’s gone. He’s at your fridge a second later, materialising from thin air. “I wonder,” he finishes as he reaches around for something.

Show off. “You know how I feel about you telepor…” No. “Phas…” No. “Magic…king…?” By now he’s watching you over his shoulder. “You know— that thing you do.” You’re twinkling your fingers. “What do you even call that?”

“Magicking, yeah.”

You huff in response and he laughs, walking back over to where he’s cooking two steaks and preparing a salad. You’re still coming to terms with the fact he’s even here, looking... quite frankly ridiculous, because he’s wearing your apron. It’s too small for him. Baby pink. Frilly, too.

“You know how I feel about you magicking into my home,” you mutter distractedly, because actually? He’s kinda pulling it off. His sleeves are rolled up past his elbows, tight on his arms. “Use the door like a regular person, you psychopath.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” He sounds smug. Ugh, he must feel your eyes on him; he must know. You think he’s toying with the idea of calling you out, but he doesn’t, and when he does speak, the smugness is gone. “Mephisto saw you were sleeping. I didn’t wish to disturb you. You sounded… tired. On the phone.”

Guilt twinges in your chest as you draw up beside him. “Is that why you’re here? Playing housewife?” You pick at a frill on the apron.

“Poke fun all you want,” he sneers. “This shirt costs more than your entire wardrobe.”

“Snob.”

“Ha.” You have to retract your hand as he threatens it with the spatula. “Watch yourself, sweetie. I’ll remember that the next time you ask to ‘borrow’ my card.”

You laugh gently. Now that’s a threat. You’re about to tell him so when you hear a ping from the other room, and your heart sinks. Just a single sound, and you’re back to where you were an hour ago, at your desk with the weight of the world on your shoulders.

Sylus hums in acknowledgment as you excuse yourself and hurry back to your workspace, snatching up your phone. You missed three calls while you sleeping: all from Xavier. He’s been texting you, too.

Nero’s yelling at me

Wants to talk to U

Can U pick up? Pls?

It’s one report, for gods’ sake. You feel your chest tightening again. You just needed to proofread it, but it’s probably fine, right? You wake your laptop out of standby; you’ll just send it as it is. “I’ll just be a minute, Sy,” you call out. “Need to finish one thing.”

He mumbles something in response, and you imagine it’s for the best you can’t hear it. Your keyboard clacks as you tap out a quick email to Nero, then you surf your files for the report he so desperately wanted. It should be… here. You attach it. Hit send.

Nothing happens.

Huh. You hit send again. Then again— still nothing. You groan, trying to back out of the email. None of your keys are working. Your cursor is stuck. “Oh, come on,” you release on an impatient breath. Switch it off, switch it on again? You hit the off button. The screen goes black.

With a sigh of relief, you wait a moment before switching it on again. The screen stays black.

“No, no, no, no,” you plead quietly, but it doesn’t cooperate. Your phone rings and you snap, hitting more buttons: Answer. Speaker. “What?” you hiss.

“Whoa. Hi…?” Xavier’s voice is cautious. “I don’t know if you saw my texts, but Nero—”

“The report, Xavier! I know! I know!” You try holding down your laptop’s power button. “I’m trying to send it, but my shitty computer won’t—”

“No way!” Tara’s voice comes in on the other line; did they both get the night shift? “Hey you! Did you get a chance to—”

“No, ok?!” you practically cry out. “No! Can you two just back off? Please!”

“Oh, sorry, I…” Tara sounds upset, then distracted. “Wait, Xavier wants to speak to you.”

“Are you ok?” he asks after a second.

Ok? You just want everything to stop. “I’m fine. Shit, tell Tara I’m sorry. I am sorry, Xavier, I just… I just need my laptop to…”

Work. Work! Nothing’s working. Half of your files are on there. How much of it is backed-up? Panic is setting in, gripping your body like ice. Your throat hurts and your mouth is dry, the dam is breaking and you can’t stop it. Tears prick at your eyes as you blink at the blank, hopeless screen. Your reflection stares back at you.

You let out a sob, expelling days of frustration and exhaustion. Everywhere you look there’s something you need to do, something you need to learn, something you need to finish. You can’t. You clasp a hand over your mouth, muffling your own cries.

Xavier is speaking— saying something over the phone— but you can’t hear him.

The light changes, and there’s a figure above you, lifting the phone from the desk. “They’ll call you back,” the shadow says. Sylus.

“Wait, who is this?” Xavier.

“That’s Skye!” Tara.

Your friends’ distant voices cut out as Sylus ends the call. He sets the phone down again, nudging your laptop out of view, then lowers himself until all you can see is him: his red eyes, softer than you’ve ever seen them. “Come on, sweetie,” he coaxes, guiding your hands over his shoulders.

You understand what he’s asking of you. His arms wrap around you and you hold him tighter, letting him lift you out of your chair. He feels warm, his skin ever so slightly flushed from where he’s been standing over the stove, and he pulls your legs around his waist, letting him carry you with ease.

With your face buried in his shoulder, you can’t tell where he’s taking you, and you don’t care. His shirt is going damp against your cheeks. You want to stop crying, but you can’t with the taste of your tears on your lips. You feel weak. You feel pathetic.

Something solid is behind you, and Sylus is setting you slowly down on the kitchen counter. He’s away from you for a moment— moving the frying pan off of the heat and turning a dial on the stove— but then he’s back, standing between your legs, standing close. You’re looking down until his hand is under your chin, lifting it with the delicate touch one employs when inspecting a flower that might break.

He shushes you without a hint of impatience. “Look at me,” he directs quietly, and when you do, he unrolls his shirtsleeves— drawing the cuffs over his hands so he can use them to wipe your eyes. “Now tell me what’s wrong.”

You do— you tell him everything. The hunter’s exam. The textbooks. The extra patrols you’ve been signing up for. The work you’ve been doing for your friends. The stupid report. The even more stupid computer.

Sylus listens collectedly, nodding his head and issuing the odd hum of understanding. He listens to all of it, and when you’re done, he pushes your hair back from your face with a sympathetic sigh. “Oh, sweetie.” A tendril is tucked behind your ear. “You should have said something.”

“I know.” Your gaze is still shy of his. “But how can I? I need to do this— be this— for everyone.”

His hands are on your cheeks again, drawing back your focus. “You’re just one person,” he says. “You— just you— and that’s all you need to be. You’re stubborn, and strong, but you’re not invincible. Even Linkon’s shiniest hunter is allowed to have limits. Everyone does.”

“Even you?” you snivel, setting him up for a quip.

Nothing. He smiles. Shrugs. “Even me.”

It’s hard to believe when he’s staring back at you, oh so solid, oh so perfect. Always a picture of strength: of fiery determination or calculated coolness. Everything in extremes; nothing by halves. Except… his hair is slightly dishevelled from where he’s been working away in the heat. There’s a damp patch on his shirt. He’s wearing your pink apron, and there’s mascara on his sleeves.

Then there’s the way he’s looking at you.

It shifts when you finally look back. He drops his hands from your face and pulls back a little. “You do a lot for your friends,” he continues with confidence, but he’s rubbing his neck, “and they care about you. You should afford them the chance to return the favour. It’s only fair.”

“You’re right.”

“…Good.”

Perhaps it’s the fact you’ve vaguely composed yourself— or the way you’re watching him like you’re seeing something new— but he straightens self-consciously, rolling his shirtsleeves back up as his eyes go sharp: assuming their usual severity.

“You’re too soft, kitten,” he scolds, reaching out to tousle your hair until you’re glaring daggers from behind a curtain of it. “How many times do I have to tell you? You put yourself first. Always. No-one else matters.”

There’s quiet for all of a second. He can’t help correcting: “Well, except me, of course.” The apron’s crooked, and he flattens it with a brush of his hands. “Any time spent with me qualifies as self-care. You really should know that by now, sweetie.”

Your mouth curls, but you haven’t quite got it in you to laugh— not yet. Stretching his neck with two sideways tips of his head, Sylus returns to his post at the oven, where the meal he’s cooking has almost certainly gone cold. You watch as the stove flickers back to life. The man is humming again, and though the food might yet be salvaged, whatever melody he’s attempting is long-past recognition, let alone saving.

You chuckle to yourself.

And you can’t see it, but Sylus is smiling, too.

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boyquiet · 1 year

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hi phoenix girlies i made more sprite comparisons because they are so fascinating to me. the way he takes so many mannerisms from people who are important to him or had an impact on him or are parallels to him. and then passes them on to people he has an impact on. i love the visual storytelling in these games so much.

feel free to add more if you have any!! i know there are plenty I didn’t have space for lol

EDIT 7/19: ive seen a lot of people commenting about ron’s presence standing out among everyone else and i have written an explanation about this a while back, im going to reblog that addition again and pin it on my profile for a while

#ace attorney #phoenix wright #phoenix wright ace attorney #beanix #feenie #apollo justice #miles edgeworth #kristoph gavin #trucy wright #mia fey #pearl fey #maya fey #godot #ron delite #ryunosuke naruhodo #aa

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gummilutt · 10 months

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Get dressed action on towel racks

A while ago I started using @episims' wonderful towel lite mod that makes our Sims put on a towel or a bathrobe after they shower or bathe. It adds a delightful touch of realism that is really fun. But as much as I enjoy taking my rich lady from her fancy bathroom to her walk in closet in a towel, sometimes I don't want to send my Sim past their bedroom to get dressed. When I shower I usually get dressed in the bathroom, putting on clothes I hung by the towels before getting in the shower. I thought, why can't my Sims do the same? With a little imagination, I re-purposed the actions of the Seasons coat rack to add clothes-changing animations to the towel racks that most of my Sims already have in their bathrooms, so that I can pretend they too put out their clothes on the towel rack before getting in. I wasn't sure if it was worth uploading but you guys loved the idea so here we go! :)

I only added everyday, formal and pyjamas because those are the three I thought it likely I would ever want. Shower during the day? Everyday clothes please! Girlies got ready for a night out? Get glam with your formal wear! A shower before bed? You'll want your pyjamas. The other categories seem unlikely, but I am open to updating it if there's a persuasive reason :)

As you can see in the video Sims are pretty decent about using the towel racks, even if they are on a wall behind stuff. I haven't altered the actual code to navigate to it, it uses the same slot as viewing the deco object did previously, which in my test has worked well. In the end I had to use different animations for children because the coat rack uses a step stool which needs a slot that the deco objects do not have and I could not figure out adding one. It was either different animations or floating in the air, so different animations it is :)

I've edited three of the Maxis towel racks. "Towel on a Metal Rod", "Towel on a Wooden Rod" and "Towel Hanger Plus Plus". I'm also sharing one edited CC towel rack by Simply Styling, which I discovered through @gayars recolors found on her website here.

Get maxis towel rack add on on SFS | Get Jope towel rack on SFS

If any creators would like to add these edits to their own towel racks, please feel free to do so. To make it easier on you, or any simmer that simply wants to update things they downloaded, I prepared a download package with the resources you need and some basic instructions. It's not step by step, it assumes you are familiar with edits. Should anyone want or need more detailed instructions, I am happy to help when I can :) (Update 2024-03-06 I replaced the routing mechanism in the interactions, to avoid a slot-missing error that happens in some CC objects that do not have a routing slot)

Conflicts: The maxis towel rack add on are global plug in for those objects, which means there is a potential for conflicts. HCDU+ will find any conflicts, but I doubt there are any. Indirect conflicts may also occur if you have mods that add additional interactions to deco objects, they would not show on the towel racks because I have overridden their usual pie menu.

Credits: whoward69 at @picknmixsims who taught me how to edit event trees in animations, @episims for the towel lite mod that inspired this, @gayars who taught me how to repurpose animations between objects and for introducing me to the jope towel, and all you lovely people that encouraged me to post this with your enthusiasm <3

#ts2 mods #gummiluttmods #ts2 gameplay #ts2 cc

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productivefairy · 4 months

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Your guide to block out distractions

So, here I am gonna share all the apps which is gonna help you block out distractions like tik tok,surfing and all.

1.Cold Turkey Blocker -

This app is for my PC using girlies. It has two versions free and paid. The free version works just as good but if you wanna support the creator and have pomodoro advantages then You can Pay for it.

2. AppBlock -

This app is for andriod and IOS. This is paid app but if you happen to have android then you can dm me, I'll share the apk with you. (Its safe I've been using it since 6 months as of now.)

3. DigitalDetox App-

This app is free and works like magic. Its for IOS and Android. Just make sure to block settings so u are unable to change the app permission thus uninstalling this.

4. Forest -

The Classic app for focusing on task by timeblocking. Again, if you happen to have android then you can dm me, I have the paid version which you can install in your phone and its safe.

5. StayFree -

This works for PC, IOS and Android just as good. If you have a problem with scrolling on youtube but dont wanna block the app as you also happen to watch educational videos there then this apps for you. Just add the excpectation channels and block shorts. You are good to go. Also add this app to other app block list (after allowing ytube channels u want) like cold turkey. You wont be able to change the permission that way.

6. Stayfocused -

This app is for PC, android and IOS. This app works like charm. In intensity its like between stayfree and coldturkey.

7. Yeolpultuma -

This is technically not an app blocker but its an amazing app if you like to track your studies/work. I feel like its the superior sister of forest. (some people prefer minimilasm aesthetic of forest which is fine.). You can plan everything in that.

Maybe I'll make a list of useful study apps.

Additional tip-

Block chrome:// extensions to make you unable to remove the extensions.

Disable account setting, time setting and everything which is given here to maximize your success in blocking these sites.

Hope you like this.

#study tips #100 days of productivity #productivitytips #productivityhacks #adhd #adhd tips #glow up #studyspo #studyblr #dream girl #becoming that girl #that girl #it girl #pinterest girl

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vincentsleftear · 2 months

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So what I gathered from the book (anyone please feel free to jump in and correct me if I get any of this wrong) is that CSM somehow restored her fertility and extended her life, sort of winking at the Scully-is-immortal line of thinking. The restored fertility might be a result the action he took to extend her life, which was to somehow elongate her telomeres (the things at the end of our chromosomes). I'm not a STEM girly, so don't quote me exactly on that. It's obviously still super fucked that he tampered with her body in any way whatsoever without her consent, but/and I think the author of Perihelion did a great job turning a horrible situation into a less horrible situation. It's my belief that this is canon now—Mulder is and always was William's father, biological and otherwise. If you post this and anyone has any other take on it, feel free to add.

Now what in the world 😭. CSM is truly such a cartoony villain. Just popping up and fucking with those two for the sake of fucking with them. He’s like a mosquito that just keeps buzzing by your ear. Like damn, GO AWAY!!

I have mixed feelings about the addition of Scully’s fertility in the mytharc in general but the idea of CSM impregnating Scully without her knowledge is just straight up horrific. Too far. I’m glad they chose to change that.

And immortal!Scully being (kinda?) added into canon is really interesting!

Thanks for sharing! Probably wouldn’t have found out all of these new additions to the canon otherwise 😊🫶

#txf #the x files

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verosvault · 7 months

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🚨SPOILERS FOR FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR EPISODE 5!!!🚨

Dimension20 "Fantasy High Junior Year"

Episode 5 "Mall Madness"

Timestamp: 1:34:37

Video Length: 4min. & 33sec.

Kristen tries to help Cassandra (pt. 1 | ‣pt. 2)

Kristen has advantage from Boggy.

Brennan wants Ally to roll the dice one at a time because in the event that they fall short, there are things that they can do that will allow them to roll additional dice. 😭😭

Starting with the spell itself. The DC is 23!

18, 19, or 20 on the die does it! 😭

Box of Doom!

Rolling with advantage!!

Siobhan: "Choose wisely"

Ally doing Lou's wrist exercise before rolling dice! 😂🤣💀

Roll 1: 17

Roll 2: 8

Ally is one away!

As Kristen squeezes in tighter. Brennan allows Ally to roll one other dice to honor that nat20 persuasion check from before! ;0

Ally can roll one die free!

Lou's expression is MEEEE!!! 😭😭✋✋

Roll 3: 15

Brennan says there's 2 things left that they're going to do here. 🥲

Brennan will allow these following two rolls to be done with advantage.

Brennan: "First one is, Kristen is giving this tight hug, CrossFit. You're holding the Staff of Doubt. This is the staff your goddess gave you. You have to choose a direction to go. Do you wanna use doubt as your weapon here, or do you want to use rage as your weapon here?"

Brennan: "Do you want to approach the goddess with her own gift, or is there something in here that you wanna go with? I don't think you would think there's a wrong choice. It's just where Kristen would go in this moment."

Ally: "I think that rage is a more powerful emotion to tap into. Doubt feels like the absence of an emotion or kind of like a creepy, creeping up emotion, and I think she's really afraid of her own anger and I wanna join her in being like, anger is okay."

Brennan: "You said to her, 'We have time for this later.' You suddenly sense, as you're going deeper, you can't deal with this later. You have to say something to her as her cleric right now about her rage. You have to go in and instead of saying, 'There's time later, we're in danger'. She can't hear that. Is there something you say to help her understand what's happening to her?"

Kristen: "Your anger is a gift. It's a check-engine light. Whatever it's directing you to, let's look at this right now."

Ally rolls with advantage!

I love this so much! Just the way Brennan makes all of these rolls important and makes sure that every single dice roll means something important and meaningful is just... it's SO nice! I love it so much!

It's so rare that clerics...at least from my d&d games that I play in...cause I usually always play clerics...but like...getting to have an actual relationship with your deity usually never even becomes a thing! At least not for the games I'm in currently! But watching a story like this about a cleric that has this kind of relationship with their deity! It's just SO powerful to me fr! 🥲🥲

So much anxiety at the table fr!

Roll 4: 9

Roll 5: 9

Brennan: "And you feel the anger suddenly wheel on you. If the anger is directed at you, does Kristen still want her to explore it?"

Ally: "Yes"

Brennan allows Ally to roll with advantage one last time and to add a d4! 🥲

Ally is so nervous! So valid fr! 😭✋ I'd be SHAKING! 😭✋💀

Roll 6, The D4: 4

Roll 7: 2

Emily is just PEERING!!! LOL!!! Emily's head is JUST above the table a little bit! 😂🤣💀

Brennan is looking SO INTENTLY! 😭✋

All Ally needs is a 14 or higher! 😭✋

Murph TOUCHED ALLY'S DICE!!! AAAA!!! 💀 This might've been Murph's fault fr!!! 💀💀💀

Roll 8: 5

Siobhan fully blaming Murph! 😭✋

Lou can't even LOOK AT BRENNAN! 😭✋

Ally: "Yeah, anger isn't easy." 🥲🥲

Ally: "She[Cassandra] kills me?" 😭😭😭

That's Kristen's turn!

Kristen does a bonus action healing word for herself! 💀✋

Ally: "Thank you, Girlie. Girlie, are you still mad, Girlie?" 😭💀✋

Ally asks if Ecaf is here 😂🤣💀

Fig minor illusions Ecaf! 😂🤣💀

Ecaf is still in Adaine's jacket! 🤣😂💀

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dreamnotnapss · 2 years

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Ok ok wait I kinda need some help 😭

I'm trying to write a dnn fic, and I would say that I'm pretty good at getting the dynamics of dnf and snf down, but I am struggling with dreamnap for some reason..

Is there any like.. little things about them that make them them? (besides like 123 and pandas and all that) I just need a better grasp on how they are with each other ig

Thank you 🥂

gotchu anon! hopefully this will be helpful to you :] and hopefully the other dreamnap girlies will agree with what i've put down!

dreamnap have known each other the longest, so they'll be the most familiar with each other's mannerisms. Dream will react in some way and Sapnap will roll his eyes and with a fond smile remark on how he's done that since they were young. Dream will know something so subtle like "if Sapnap's brows are furrowed at this certain angle, then he's thinking. if they're at a slighter different angle, then he's mad" or "Sapnap doesn't mind me hugging him from the back but he hates being hugged from the side" kinda thing, y'know? their boundaries are like second nature to them. they have an overwhelmingly amount of trust for each other

lots of unapologetic and blunt flirting! usually from Sapnap: "Dream is some hot stuff." "leave that in, daddy." "his morning voice is so cute."

also pet names. Sapnap will use pet names the most: "babe," "honey pot," "hot stuff," etc. Dream not as often, but the most significant pet name he'll use is "Pandas." this is very important!

dreamnap are physically rougher with each other than they are with others bc they know the other can handle it. they'll shove each other and not hold back bc Dream is tall and Sapnap is sturdy (unlike George who is, well, petite). they rough house, but they also cuddle. i like to write Sapnap initiating the physical affection most of the time, but irl we've been getting a lot of Dream-initiated physical affection. it seems he likes how small Sapnap is hehe

last thing, dreamnap are mutually ride or die. they're both very loyal to each other bc of how long they've known each other

for instance, Sapnap is very proud to be close to Dream on a relationship level. every time he interacts with Dream, that underlying fact is present. as in, he can push back and he can argue all he wants but underneath, he always respects Dream. nothing he says will go "too far," but if it does, he'll feel immediately guilty and apologize

and Dream just loves Sapnap to an overwhelming degree. he KNOWS Sapnap's loyalty is steadfast and it warms his heart and he gets emotional about it sometimes bc he just loves Sapnap so much

i hope this is helpful !! and if anyone has any corrections or additional input, feel free to add on :)

#dreamnap #i hope it's not too obscure lol #good luck with that fic anon !! and if you'd like feel free to send the link once you're done :]#order up #🍟

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SOLD TO ONE DIRECTION BOATEM?!

chapter two

Oo.oOo.oOo.oO

Grian shoulders his glittery turquoise backpack full of random girls' clothing, which is inexplicably in his size in addition to being an affront to all things fashion. He can't take this anymore-- not the juvenile girliness, not the total confusion, and definitely not the way everything looks like the year 2011 threw up all over it.

He moodily shoves the bedroom door open, taking in the off-beige carpeted stairs and the family photos of himself and Gem on the wall that were taken without his knowledge. Against his will, his chocolate orbs glisten-- no! Stop that! We do not say orbs in this household!

Fucking void, the insanity is contagious. If he stops to examine the photos on the wall, he'll surely lose his mind. One step at a time, he thinks both metaphorically and literally as he descends the stairs. They smell faintly of cigarette smoke, and when he gets downstairs he sees the reason why: despite the fact that he's never seen Gem smoke a day in her life, she's sat on the couch in front of the TV with an ashtray next to her. It looks like she's been chainsmoking, and a short cigarette hangs between her lips as she devotes her attention to Gossip Girl.

"Are you okay?" Grian asks. He may be in a very weird situation right now, but he can't help but feel concerned for his normally very wholesome friend.

Gem scowls, which is a set of words no one ever expected to see next to each other. She roars, "Shut up!"

Grian takes a step back, and Gem reaches down to the floor on the side of the couch that he can't see. She pulls out a crack pipe and throws it at the wall next to Grian's head.

"You're such a fucking ungrateful daughter, Grian," she says, pulling out a bong and packing the bowl full of weed. "You know I had to sell you to support my drug addiction. Your owners are waiting for you outside. Go."

"I'll just, uh... do that," he says, baffled, then lamely adds, "bye."

He shuffles out the front door as quickly as he reasonably can. He considers stopping by the kitchen to get some toast first, since he could go for breakfast, but the idea of running out the door with his backpack over one shoulder and a piece of toast hanging out of his mouth like a shoujo anime protagonist is too much to bear.

Outside, the sidewalk and driveway are both cracked. A gray 2007 Honda Civic with a half-deflated tire sits in the driveway, looking dejected all covered in bird crap and pollen. All the houses on both sides of the street have uneven lawns with political yard signs promoting local government elections. Grian thinks he spies one down the block proudly declaring that the house's occupants will be voting for Mitt Romney in the upcoming presidential election.

Parked halfway on the curb is a white van, with no windows in the back. It's clean-- nearly pristine, in fact-- and Grian wonders privately if that's because the owners had to wash FREE CANDY off the side. The front driver-side (no, wait, this looks like an American car, so it's the passenger-side) window is tinted, but rolls down very slowly. Like, awkwardly slowly. Impulse sits in the seat next to the window, making uncomfortable eye contact while the window squeaks.

"Please tell me you know what's going on," Grian says as he walks up to the window.

"Hey, Grian!" Impulse greets jovially, sounding just normal enough that for a moment Grian thinks that he's found someone else that's normal. Unfortunately, Impulse continues to speak. "We're your new owners!"

Grian is filled with bottomless dread. "We?"

Impulse smiles, friendly and comforting. "Boatem, of course! We're only, you know, the most popular boy band, like, ever! You're our new maid, so hop in the back of the van!"

"Your new what now."

"Our new maid," Impulse repeats. "Hop in the back of the van!"

"No no no, hold on a minute," Grian insists. He's being railroaded into some sort of insane plotline and he isn't having it. "Your new what now?!"

Impulse's smile doesn't falter, but his voice drops half an octave and suddenly his smile is a lot less friendly. Has Impulse always had teeth that sharp? "Our new maid. Hop in the back of the van."

With a shudder, Grian decides that discretion is the better part of valor. He opens the doors on the back of the van and climbs in, shutting them behind him as his eyes adjust to the dimly lit van. The vehicle immediately starts puttering down the street, and Grian scrambles for a seatbelt. Unfortunately, all the seats are taken, so he has to settle for sitting on the floor and hoping they don't drive too fast.

"...If you guys are a boy band, then why is Pearl here?" Grian asks just to break the awkward silence.

"Yeah," Pearl says from the driver's seat without looking back at him.

That's not an answer?? Grian thinks, but keeps his mouth shut. He doesn't want Impulse to do whatever it is that he did earlier again.

"Where are you taking me?" he tries.

"To our HQ," Scar oozes in that charismatic scammy way of his. "We're super rich and famous, so we have our own building."

Grian switches tactics. "And Mumbo isn't here? I thought Boatem was all of us."

"Oh, he's super busy," Scar says. "He's the lead singer, you know? Busy busy busy! I bet he's signing autographs right now, but you'll meet him eventually."

"Why does your kidnapping van only have three seats?" Grian asks.

Impulse turns around in his seat to face Grian. He smiles very sweetly and says, "Don't ask questions <3"

Grian cowers, terrified. "How the fuck did you say that with your mouth?!"

"Oh, you know <3" Impulse replies.

Grian huddles in the corner, holding his backpack close to his chest, and prays that this will all be over soon.

Oo.oOo.oOo.oO

A/N oh poor grian xD *pats grian on the head* i still do'nt own hermitcraft!!1! ehehehe......

grian: hey!!! let me out author-san!!

me: noooooo i still have plans for you *evil laughter*

grian: "O.o

#merry fucking christmas i guess #mcyt #hermitcraft #one direction au #grian #geminitay #pearlescentmoon #impulsesv #mumbo jumbo #goodtimeswithscar #boatem #boatem crew #me.cpp

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BatFam Reading Habits Headcanons

*I’ve been getting back into reading lately and it got me thinking about the bat families reading habits or tastes. These are just my headcanons - feel free to disagree or add on your own thoughts - I’d love to hear ‘em!*

Jason Todd reads the classics but not in a snobby way. I mean, we already know he reads Austen. He’s also into classic poetry in addition to the novels and he’s secretly really into annotating and analyzing such. On the flip side he is also a massive nerd who loves to read comics and manga as well (he’s more into shojou than shonen but he won’t tell anyone that)

Bruce Wayne on the other hand is into classics but in a decidedly much more snobby way (if it’s not a classic is it even worth his time). He has definitely read books such as Frankenstein, Crime and Punishment, the Iliad and the Odyssey, and The Divine Comedy. He’s into anything with really nihilistic tones and he almost certainly is one of those dads that reads history and political books.

Dick Grayson reads whatever’s popular at the moment. He wants to stay current and it’s very “so this is what the kids are into these days?” energy. If the book is blowing up on tiktok you can be sure Dicky boy has or is reading it. He’s also a comics nerd and get’s into heated debates with Jason over them.

Barbara Gordon is a nonfiction girly for sure. As far as fiction goes, though, she’s giving me high-fantasy vibes. Don’t know why - but I’m convinced. She’s also definitely into true crime thriller’s, growing up as the police commissioner’s daughter and all and then later joining the bats and their detective vigilantism. It just came naturally.

Stephanie Brown is in it for the spice. She reads smutty books and nothing will convince me otherwise. Trashy romance is her thing - she’s in it for the drama - the twists - the turns. She definitely rants to the other bats about the books she’s reading a la “and then you wON’T BELIEVE what this bitch does next!!! She-”

Damian Wayne is into sci-fi and fantasy. He just is. After Jason has him read Austen, though, I think that he secretly really really enjoys romance novels way more than he thought. He would sooner die than admit this - but he definitely has a secret guilty pleasure stack of romance novels hidden away where no one can find them (spoiler alert: someone found them. Which bat family member was it though?)

Tim Drake is someone I struggled with a bit but I think he reads mostly true crime thrillers, though he gets bored with them easily as the plot twists are just SO predictable. If the book can blindsight him in a good way with it’s plot, though? That’s a winner. A truly god-tier book. Also manga. Definitely manga. Tim Drake is a fucking weeb.

Kate Kane gives off horror vibes. She definitely reads horror. She also is down to read anything sapphic. Is it outside her preferred genre but it’s sapphic? Give it to her. She is very critical - with good reasons - of the representation in said books, though, and she only keeps books of the highest gay quality.

Duke Thomas is one of the ones I struggled with the most (along with Cassandra) but I think that I’ve landed on the idea of him reading sci-fi. I couldn’t tell you why - but it feels right. He is also a MASSIVE nerd on the same scale as Jason and Tim who definitely reads comics and manga. He flips between being into the really mainstream popular shonen manga and really obscure shit no one (but Tim) has heard of.

Cassandra Cain I definitely struggled with the most out of anybody so feel free to jump in and add your headcanons. I feel like she would mostly read contemporary literature with very well written characters and social relationships and dynamics??? Why??? I’m not sure. I also like the idea that she likes to explore more of her culture - which correct me if I’m wrong but we don’t have any concrete canon information on but it’s heavily implied she’s Chinese - through reading Chinese literature.

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Stranger Things Vol 2:

Things about volume 2 (some volume 1) that I want to say and no friends to say it to:

I APOLOGISE IF THIS IS A MESS TO READ, IM JUST SO OVERWHELMED BY THE BAD WRITING AND PACING. If I’m missing anything, please add it by replying.

Anyway, I’m off to read fix-it-fics ✌️

Eddie:

EDDIE, EDDIE, EDDIE.

I LOVE YOU.

WHY DO I ALWAYS SIMP FOR CHARACTERS THAT DIE ON SCREEN!

Dedicating Metallica to Chrissy was EVERYTHING. Had me shipping them with five minutes of screen time.

In my opinion though, he was one of the characters who was done so dirty.

He literally died for a town that hated him and it resulted in nothing.

He died to give more time to Steve, Nancy and Robin. Okay, that’s brave of him, I’m PROUD of him. HOWEVER. He stayed behind because he didn’t want to run. Then he ran and stopped because he didn’t want to run. Very confusion. Then the demobats circled him for what felt like years and weren’t attacking. The pacing of the show was so bad that the tension goes with it. Then Steve, Nancy and Robin were pinned to the wall and were being choked out by the hive mind for however long… it should have killed them. I just don’t think they needed the time.

The news reporters continue to use Eddie as the reason for all this happening. So it really feels like Eddie died for nothing. If they actually cared, I would want them to expose the lab and the real reason so Eddie didn’t die for nothing.

Like ALL that black and red smoke?! The CONSEQUENCES of the lab?! Hawkins deserves the truth after everything.

Max:

I WAS SINGING FOR YOU GIRLY!

Her scenes were probably one of the few saving grace’s of volume 2 as well.

Sadie’s acting is incredible.

I didn’t think they’d kill off any of the kids, but as much as I hate to say it… I think Max dying would make sense.

Again, I love her. Jason is a prick, rest in pieces.

But I think Max dying would make sense purely because WHERE DID ELEVEN FIND THE POWER TO RESURRECT PEOPLE?!?

Max may be alive now, but what if she feels more like a ghost again next season. She couldn’t feel anything (luckily the doctor’s can fix broken bones) but they can’t fix her sight. And I’m worried she’ll feel ten times worse next season.

Also Duffers… where was her mother? Like her daughter is missing for days, is in hospital due to broken bones, lack of eyesight and clinically dead for a few minutes. They couldn’t put her sitting in the corner of the room?!?

She’s been through so much but the Duffer Brothers are literally dragging her through so much more shit that what she needs.

Eleven:

I’m aware that the California Crew didn’t have the means to get to Hawkins BUT they felt really useless… all but El.

I loved the plot she was given… not so thrilled about her new power to resurrect the dead though.

I’m happy she’s free from Brenner and that she’s reunited with Hopper.

Millie ATE her scenes.

One of the few things about this season, where the pacing was executed properly and didn’t feel out of place.

Will:

THE QUEERBAITING AFTER PRIDE MONTH?!?

So what if it’s the 80s? It’s a fictional town with fictional and supernatural occurrences. Robin came out easy peasy (still hate how it felt like a plot twist).

Every time Will cried, I cried. Poor boy needs a hug and so do I. I don’t know how to recover from this.

Other Characters:

It’s late and I’m exhausted from what volume 2 did to me… so let’s wrap this up.

Argyle was a much needed addition. Served more purpose to me than Jonathan, Mike and Will. I love them but no. It just wasn’t their season to shine.

Mike… thanks for saying you love El I guess.

Jonathan is the best sibling on the show by miles. Minor problem with the ending and how he and Nancy started off super weird and at the end they brushed it aside really quickly.

Will, honey, we both need hugs.

Dustin… let me just say Gaten’s acting is unbelievable. He cried, I cried with him. Again the show drew away the tension so while I was trying to be sad for Eddie it was hard because of the pacing. But Gaten’s acting really got the emotions going. And that scene with Wayne… amazing. I cried twice during this show and his talk with Wayne was one of them.

Lucas, I stand by him always. Every decision his character made, I 100% agreed with from start to finish. My Lumax heart broke when Max died and he couldn’t save her. He never left her side and that was beautiful. They are probably the best ship on the show.

Steve had me thinking he was going to die with the way he spoke about the future this season. So happy he is alive and that they referenced Mama Steve. Not so happy about the Nancy plot. He also felt underplayed from the start :/

Nancy is also one of the few characters done right this season. She came in clutch with the plans and wasted no time. Minor problem with the ending and how she and Jonathan started off super weird and at the end they brushed it aside really quickly.

Robin, Robin, Robin. The apple of my eye. At first I was skeptical that her character went from cool and breezy to socially anxious but it worked really well. Kinda hoping the klutz aspect would play in more but it’s okay.

Erica as always is amazing. Slightly concerned that they let a kid who didn’t fully need to be involved, be as involved as she was. Anyway Erica kicking ass is iconic.

MURRAY IM SO HAPPY HE IS ALIVE THATS ALL I CARE ABOUT. There’s not enough appreciation for Murray but omg he was givinggggg. I love him.

Joyce is never wrong. Ever. Never doubt that woman. Joyce and Murray’s team up was brilliant (can you tell I’m running out of new adjectives for everyone). Her reunion with Hopper was chef’s kiss. Also the matching clothes were cute.

( I won’t lie, when I rewatched volume 1, I skipped a lot of the Russia scenes because again the writing.)

Hopper being a low-key corrupt cop with the police brutality last season and then later bribing Antonov to get out of the prison had me laughing. Ofc he would. He was so smart with everything play he made though. His reunion with Joyce and El, were one of the very much needed things to save this season for me. But again THE MATCHING CLOTHES WERE SO CUTE (I know they didn’t have anything else but still.)

Antonov, I kinda thought he would be one of the five to die… only because he had his character arc and that there’s nothing really there for him in America… he’s hot though.

Brenner… man you fucked up big time.

VECNA is actually so interesting. My jaw dropped hearing the reveal that it was in fact Henry who was 1 who was Vecna. The only issue with volume 2 vecna I’d say issssss when Mike was giving his love speech to El, Vecna could literally have killed Max three times over (not that it’s vecna’s fault more like the script’s.)

The bio parents on this show always disappoint me. Not you Joyce. And why did Karen have a poster please?! The theories on the show were a lot better. I don’t even want to talk about Jason or his friends. They just made every situation worse.

Justice for everyone honestly.

#stranger things #volume 2 #duffer brothers #fuck the duffers #rants and ramblings #eddie munson #max mayfield #vecna stranger things #eleven #will byers #lucas sinclair #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #dustin henderson #steve and dustin #erica sinclair #joyce x hopper

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Oh No, He Didn’t! (Oneshot)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Pairing: Leona x fem!Reader x Malleus

Warning: None

Requested by: Anon

Prompt: Can I request a oneshot where Leona has a crush on the reader and the reader has a crush on Leona and they are in a kind of weird situation because it is starting to get obvious, then bam! Malleus confesses to the reader and who sees? Of course the lazy lion. Happy ending with Leona please. I had to request this after you said love triangles were okay as long as the reader ends up with one. Feel free to ignore this if this is so specific and sorry. I am the one that requested malleus Leona love triangle, I forgot to specify the gender of the reader, so it could be female or gn I don’t mind. Sorry for saying it separately.

A/N: Anon, I love specific requests! Don’t worry about sending the messages separately. As long as I’m not finished with the request, I don’t mind anyone sending in any changes or additions. Also, I had fun writing this request! Thank you for sending it in. 😊

Word Count: 2,368

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When you first met him, you thought he was too aloof for his own good. Every meeting after that usually resulted in the two of you arguing to the point where even Ruggie got used to it. So, how did you end up developing a crush on him? You couldn't deny he was attractive, but his lazy, callous, and straightforward personality? You never once saw him as a potential candidate to add to your “I wouldn’t mind dating him” list. So, how?

One day while sitting in the NRC courtyard, you were talking to Lilia about movie clichés. "Oh, and let's not forget the romantic movie clichés. The moment where the female lead can't decide which guy she likes and one of her friends asks which man she likes, and supposedly, she sees the image of the guy she loves once she closes her eyes. That man is the one her heart truly desires."

"Hey, (y/n), if you close your eyes, do you see the image of any man?" Lilia asked curiously, turning his head to glance at you.

"What? Lilia, why would you even ask me that?" You blinked rapidly and giggled, "I don't believe in such cliché things."

"Try it. Who knows, maybe your heart likes someone without your mind realizing it," the Fae let out a laugh and beckoned you to try.

"Fine," you sighed and closed your eyes as you laughed internally at the thought of your heart liking someone. Suddenly, you opened your eyes and stared at the ground, paralyzed.

Lilia quietly watched you with a smirk and pressed the side of his index finger to his lips. "So, who did you see?"

"W-What? I didn't see a-anyone," you quickly averted your eyes and stuttered, not wanting the Fae to know the truth.

"Are you certain?" He teased.

"Of course!" You nearly yelled, causing Lilia to laugh.

That night your eyes refused to shut as your mind kept wondering how in the world did Leona's face flash behind your closed eyelids? You weren't sure if your heart desired to be with him, or if your mind was playing tricks on you.

"I am going crazy..."

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Oddly enough, after that incident, you started to notice the changes in Leona's behavior. Was it just your imagination or was he being nicer to you? He didn't make rude remarks or laugh at unfortunate events that happened throughout your day. Leona even listened to your long speeches and stayed awake to talk to you. Not to mention, he invited you to take a nap with him whenever you looked upset. You weren't sure if he was always like this and you didn't notice, or if your mind was messing with you again.

Leona also took note of the changes in your behavior towards him. For some reason, you blushed a lot and acted more girly than usual. Did you just giggle at his words? Why does your giggle sound so sweet to him? Why is your smile making his heart race? Did you always look this beautiful? What is going on? Leona felt like he was losing his mind.

Even Ruggie picked up on your unusual interactions, but unlike the two of you, the hyena figured out the reason behind the sudden change. He even made a bet with Jack, saying the two of you are going to end up dating. Jack, on the other hand, thought his senpai was being delusional or must've eaten something odd. Though both the Savanaclaw members could agree that when you and Leona were together, the atmosphere around you two was very awkward.

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Not wanting to spend time with Leona, you decided to spend a few hours with Silver and his animal friends in the nearby forest. You watched Silver interacting with a grey-furred squirrel with a wide smile. Out of nowhere, you noticed firefly-like specks floating in the air, and a few seconds after, Malleus appeared without Lilia or Sebek by his side.

"Hello, Silver. Hello, (y/n)." The tall dragon politely greeted with a kind smile.

"Hi, Malleus, what brings you here?" You rose to your feet and fixed your dress as you waited for his reply.

The leader of Diasomnia turned to his dormmate and said, "I would like to speak to her alone."

Silver nodded and took a few steps away before turning his back to the two of you. Malleus chuckled and shook his head, "No, Silver, return to the dorm. Also, be sure to keep my location a secret from Sebek."

Reluctantly, the silver-haired man excused himself and followed the prince's order, taking his animal friends with him. After he left, you turned your attention to the dragon and asked, "How do you manage to sneak away from Sebek?"

"With Lilia's help," he replied, "Would you join me for a stroll?"

"Sure."

The two of you quietly walked around the forest, enjoying the occasional chirping of the birds and humming of the insects. The sun shone high in the sky, but the dense vegetation provided sufficient shade. The gentle breeze caused the leaves to rustle every so often. Out of the corner of your eyes, you noticed Malleus looking straight ahead with a serene smile. As if he noticed you staring at him, his smile grew wider.

"(Y/N), I would like to tell you a secret, but could you make a promise to me?" He asked, breaking the silence, "No matter your answer, promise me that we will continue to be as we are now."

You found his request strange but nodded, "S-Sure...what would you like to tell me?"

Malleus stopped under a large tree decorated with tiny blue flowers and turned to face you. "When I first met you, I found you to be intriguing. I always wished to spend time with a human, but most feared and still fear my presence. You, though, are different..."

He studied your expression for a moment before continuing, "I would like to thank you for accepting me as a friend, but if you would consider accepting me as more than a friend, I would be even more grateful."

"A-As...more than...a friend?" You tilted your head and stared at him with your lips parted. Not sure what he meant by those words, you waited for him to explain.

"I feel a strange attraction to you, and I, myself, did not understand what it meant. When I told Lilia of this, he said the strange attraction is called love. Seems like I have developed feeling for you, child of man," Malleus chuckled.

For a moment, you gaped at him with your mouth ajar, repeating his words in your mind over and over. Once you realized that he was confessing to you, you averted your eyes and covered your burning cheeks with your hands. Never once did you expect the Malleus Draconia to confess his love to you, and here he was, in front of you admitting his feelings for you. As you reveled in his confession, a face suddenly flashed before your eyes - the face of the same lazy lion you were trying to avoid.

"I...," you lowered your gaze in utter confusion. You couldn't deny that you liked Malleus, but was he really the man you wanted to be with?

Sensing your hesitation and uncertainty, Malleus rested his hand on the top of your head. "You needn't reply to me at this moment. Take your time."

"Please don't get me wrong, Malleus, I like you a lot," you looked at him through your lashes and whispered, "but thank you for giving me time to think over it."

Unbeknownst to you, Leona was napping under a tree nearby when he thought he heard your voice. His eyes shot open when he heard Malleus, and he immediately sat up as soon as he heard the dragon confess his feelings to you. Leona growled under his breath as he rose to his feet. He was going to give that pestering dragon a piece of his mind, or so he thought until he heard you say you like him a lot. The lion squeezed his eyes shut, bared his fangs, and tightly curled his hands into fists. He turned on his heels and stormed away not wanting to hear anything more.

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"What is his problem?" You sighed and sunk into the bench. For the past few days, you couldn't find Leona anywhere, not his usual spots, not new spots, not even in his dorm. He didn't even reply to your messages or calls.

"Is he trying to avoid me?" You mumbled, getting up and heading towards the cafeteria. Your heart felt heavy, but you couldn't understand why. "Someone take this twisted feeling away..."

Right then you noticed the familiar golden-yellow uniforms and hurried towards the group of three. Sensing your presence, Leona began to walk away from Ruggie and Jack.

"Hey!" You latched onto his arm and jumped in front of him, "Why are you avoiding my calls and messages? Where have you been?"

He looked at you with an icy stare and spoke in a flat voice, "Why do you care?"

"W-What? Leona, what do you mean?" You asked, taken aback by his crude reply. " What...what is your problem?"

"You are," he answered bluntly.

You winced at his words and lowered your gaze, blinking away the saline liquid filling your eyes.

"What are you doing here with me? Go to your dear dragon." He growled and stomped away, not waiting for your reaction.

"Dear...dragon?" You mumbled under your breath while slowly lifting your head to look at Leona's back. Then, it hit you. He started to avoid you since the day Malleus confessed to you. Leona heard what Malleus said to you? Is he upset because of that?

Feeling your head spinning, you found a quiet place away from everyone. No matter how many times you tried, you couldn't calm your racing heart and restless mind.

"What...do I do?"

Tears clouded your vision and landed on your lap, leaving stains on your blue dress. Out of your peripheral vision, you noticed Lilia appearing out of thin air and taking a seat next to you.

"Are you confused?" He asked knowingly while gently stroking your head.

"I don't know what to do..."

"Then why not ask your heart?" He chuckled slightly.

"My...heart?" You gazed at him baffled.

"You know, like in the cliché movies," the Fae laughed and wiped your tears with his back of his fingers.

"But Lilia-"

He shook his head and interrupted before you could finish your sentence, "Don't worry, my dear. Regardless of your decision, neither Malleus nor I will stop talking to you."

"P-Promise?" You asked, innocently holding out your pinky finger for him.

"Promise," Lilia chortled, linking his slim pinky finger with yours, "Now...(y/n), who do you like - Leona or Malleus?"

You took in a deep breath and hesitantly closed your eyes. Much to your shock, Leona's face instantly glowed in the darkness. You began to recall certain moments with him. The time the two of you argued over who gets the last sandwich, the lazy day you spent with him in the botanical garden, the time where you napped with him, using his muscular arm as a pillow, and the time where you opened your eyes after a nap to find his face only a few inches away from yours.

As you slowly opened your eyes and blinked a few times to adjust your vision to the sunlight, Lilia studied your face intensely.

"So, who did you see?"

Without thinking once, you replied, "Leona..."

The Fae let out a hearty laugh and patted your back, "Well, what are you waiting for? Go tell him."

"Will...Malleus be okay?"

"Yeah, he will sulk a bit and lock himself in his room, but then he will realize he doesn't want to lose you a friend, and in no time, he will be back to his old self."

You giggled as you watched him mimicking Malleus's expressions. "Thanks, Lilia. You're the best!"

After hugging him, you ran from one place to another in an attempt to locate Leona. You finally found him in the forest, standing in front of a pond. Running up to him, you threw your arms around him and buried your face in his back.

"O-Oi, Herbivore, what do you think you're doing?" He asked, startled. Even though you could tell he didn't want to talk to you, even though he tried to wiggle out of your grip, even though he may reject you, you decided to tell him how you feel.

"I choose you."

"What?" Leona asked as he turned his head back to glance at you.

"I choose you. I love you, and only you, Leona."

Feeling his body stiffen, you tightened your grip around him. The lion stared at a lotus floating in the pond, his eyebrows raised, and eyes widened as if he was a deer caught in the headlights.

"You w-what?" He asked in a breathless voice, wanting to make sure he heard you correctly.

"I choose you! You. You. You!"

Leona parted your arms and turned towards you, still in shock. Seeing his expression, you giggled for a bit, but quickly avert your eyes from him. "Actually, Lilia helped me realize that I like you..."

"Lilia? How exactly did he help you?" Leona asked in a voice much softer than his usual stern tone.

"He asked me who I liked and told me to close my eyes. The man whose face I see is the one I love...you know, like in the romance movies...," you bit the corner of your bottom lip and blushed, "I saw your face."

Within seconds, Leona's laughter echoed throughout the forest, "That's how you decided who you like? Seriously, Herbivore?"

"Hey!" You pouted and crossed your arms, "My heart showed me the path, okay? If you don't want me to choose you, then I can always go to Malle-"

Before you could finish the sentence, Leona grabbed your jaw, tilted it up, and smashed his lips against yours.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence. You are mine and only mine, Herbivore," he whispered against your lips and deepened his kiss.

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