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thesunshineriptide · 2 years

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I was thinking, what if while at Y/N's house the boys end up finding the Grimm Brothers/Original stories they're based off. Like the original Snow White or Little Mermaid by Hans Christian Anderson. And Y/N admitting that they were more familiar with those versions than the Disney version was expecting to be skinned alive when they first arrived in Twisted Wonderland

I’m so so fucking pumped for this ask because I’m a huge NERD and I know the original stories so well. Fairytales and folk tales and mythology are one of my special interests you cut straight to my heart thank you anon. Also you didn’t specify what universe this is so I’m putting it in the our world au and if you want me to do the other characters I will GLADLY do them I adore these. ++ I will probably do Idia reacting to Greek myths sometime soon but my brain is honestly kinda mush and narrowing down just one myth is a little hard but I’ll get back to it

This Isn’t How Our Story Ends

Characters: Riddle, Trey, Leona, Ruggie, Azul, Jade, Floyd, Kalim, Jamil, Vil, Rook, Idia, Malleus, Lilia

Warning: the original tales of each story are dark. As such, there will be mentions of mature topics such as death, poisoning, drowning, murder, insanity, and more. Read at your own discretion.

Cw// spoilers for chapters 1-5, swearing, dark topics and themes.

“What’s this?” He had asked innocently, holding up the book in question.

“Huh? Oh, that’s…” Yuu thought of how to explain this, “Well, it’s a story. Kinda. Um…well…”

Hamlet

It’s fairly well known that the story of Hamlet is the origin of The Lion King (although interestingly enough it seems there’s a real life historical parallel with the story of Sundiata Keita) thus Leona and Ruggie’s interests in this particular story may wain. Shakespeare is dreadfully dry at times and best performed live, which means…Movie night! For this particular iteration I would recommend watching a live taping rather than a film adaptation because otherwise you just miss out on like, half the important shit. Also if you haven’t read or seen hamlet there’s a lovely novelized adaptation that actually adds MORE content and makes it very fun

Leona sat back as he watched the actors take the final bow. Ruggie was nervously sitting beside him, shifting from side to side like he couldn’t quite get comfortable.

“They all died?”

“Yep.” Yuu responded dispassionately.

“And the uncle…” Leona started, eyes looking over everything in the room except Yuu and Ruggie, “In the, uh…”

“That’s the king of beasts, in your world.” They said, “It’s…yeah.”

“He killed for the throne?” Ruggie asked, somewhat surprised.

“I mean, Leona tried to kill Malleus for a game, I’m not sure why you’re surprised.”

“I wasn’t gonna kill ‘im.” Leona grumbled, “Just put him out of commission for a while. Not tryina start a war or anything…”

“Okay, you attempted to maybe kill him.”

“That’s not- whatever.” He sighed, “So, I’m the uncle. Is Ruggie the guy who got stabbed? The…sheriff? Or whatever?”

“I guess in this analogy, yes.”

“Gross.” Ruggie wrinkled his nose, “I’d rather be the girl.”

“Ophelia?”

“Is that the one that drowned?”

“Yes?” Yuu worried.

“Yeah, her. Anything to get away from this analogy.”

Leona snickered and ruffled Ruggie’s hair, earning him a harsh smack to the forearm which he ignored.

“Did the king of beasts have his own sheriff? According to your world?”

“Uh, he had the hyenas. And Zazu, I guess, but none were exactly loyal.”

“Did the king of beasts kill his nephew?” Ruggie blurted out.

“Nah, but he tried. Instead, the nephew killed him.”

Leona wrinkled his nose, joking in a deadpan tone, “Guess it’s time to off the little furball back home.” When neither Yuu nor Ruggie laughed, he frowned, “You know I’m joking, right? I wouldn’t kill my nephew.”

“You tried to kill me.” Ruggie said.

“And me.” Yuu agreed.

“That was ONE TIME-“

The Little Mermaid

Fun facts the little mermaid was written by Hans Christian Andersen and depending on the historical lens you like to apply was maybe gay. Also, the sea witch doesn’t have a name and doesn’t have eels which means Azul and the twins will be sorely disappointed. Anyway the original story is an angst fest because Hans was an emo at his core and the princess dies at the end

Azul stared at the pages of the book as he slowly closed it. He adjusted his glasses, looking to the twins as he finished. The two looked sick, wearing grim expressions. Floyd stared to his shoes while Jade looked to Azul.

The Octavinelle dorm leader cleared his throat, then took a sip of his water. After a few moments, he turned to Yuu.

“This was a deeply unpleasant experience.”

Yuu snorted a little and nodded, “Fair enough. It’s honestly what I thought was gonna happen to me when I made that deal with you.”

All three of them looked shocked and stared at Yuu like they’d grown three heads.

“Yuu…” Jade started tentatively.

“You know turning to sea foam is like, the worst punishment you can get in the Coral Sea, right?” Floyd cut in, eyes blunt.

Yuu’s expression dropped. They turned and checked each of the trio to see if they were joking and…no, no that’s real.

“What?”

Jade stared at them in deep contemplation, before piping up, “I suppose you wouldn’t know that, it isn’t something the kingdom advertises, per say…”

“But it’s something almost every merman knows.” Azul finished, “This version of the sea witch is…cruel. Unusually so, to sentence a mermaid to that hell.”

“And a princess, nonetheless.” Jade agreed, “Incredibly vile.”

“‘M real glad that’s now our real history. Just somethin the land folk made up, although it’s still rude.” Floyd said, taking the book, “It’s a real stupid deal anyway, the sea witch didn’t even get anything from that. And she didn’t even have any eels!”

“Maybe it was a different sea witch? I dunno man, it’s honestly kinda what I thought I’d be in for.”

“Is that why you were so fearful when we intervened with your proceedings?” Jade asked, looking somewhat amused, “Prefect, we wouldn’t be that cruel.”

“I mean, we could.” Floyd leaned in, teeth sparkling white as the sun shone off them. He could have given a lens flare. “But we like you, so we won’t.”

“We couldn’t be that cruel.” Azul said firmly, “The fate of becoming sea foam is certainly no joke. We wouldn’t dream of it.”

Yuu was a bit flushed in their embarrassment, turning away to mumble something.

“What was that?” Azul hummed

“I said I feel stupid.”

“Sorry, one more time, I couldn’t hear you.” Jade grinned, leaning in closer.

“I Said,” they turned toward the trio, “That now I feel stupid.”

The three just smirked smugly back and Yuu felt like maybe they wished they’d turned to sea foam (not really)

1001 Arabian Nights

The original story of Aladdin and his magic lamp was honestly very different from the Disney film. Beyond some basic plot points (princess in a castle being in love with a street boy, a genie, etc) the story is virtually different. The main apparent thing being that there’s not one, but TWO genies, and the evil schemer is a wizard pretending to be Aladdin’s uncle, not a vizier taking advantage of the king. On the whole, I think Jamil and Kalim would be interested but wholly unimpressed. Oh, also a lot of murder.

Jamil hummed as he looked at the last page, tilting his head to the side as he thought.

“Aladdin doesn’t…seem like a good person.” Kalim said, staring at the book Jamil was holding. “He just…killed someone?”

“Granted, it was to save the princess,” Jamil began, looking to Kalim for only a moment. He gazed back down, “I can understand something like that. However…”

“There’s a lot of…slavery in this story.” Kalim finished, messing with his fingers, “I don’t like that.”

“The Asim Family-“

“I would never want you to do something you don’t want to.” Kalim said solemnly.

Jamil went silent, looking out the window. He tapped his finger against the edge of the book, lost in thought. “I still do, though. There are plenty of things I do for you that I don’t like.”

There was a silence as Yuu looked between them. Kalim looked hurt, and ashamed. Jamil looked…carefully put together. But deeply uncomfortable.

Yuu cautiously reached forward, taking the book from Jamil, who didn’t acknowledge it but did allow them to take it.

“I’m quite interested in this Roc bird that’s mentioned,” Jamil said suddenly, “It is to be the master of all genies?”

“Maybe it commands Azul.” Yuu joked, thinking back to Jamil’s words just before he’d overblotted.

Jamil glowered in return, but this did earn a laugh from Kalim.

The vice housewarden turned to contemplate the coffee table rather deeply, then murmured, “This tale does ring similar to our history, but rather different. It’s…odd. Like they were cut from the same cloth.”

Yuu shrugged, “It’s just a story. Nobody really got hurt.” They assured when Kalim looked momentarily uncomfortable again.

Snow White

The Grimm telling of Snow White is also fairly similar to the Disney telling, with the exception of the Evil Queen being WAY more persistent in the murder thing. She attempts to kill Snow three times. The first by cinching her corset so tight that she passed out, but it was unable to kill her. She tries again by gifting her a poisoned hair comb, which again fails to kill her. The third time, the poisoned apple, is the charm. She bites the apple, goes into a coma, glass coffin blah blah blah. Prince finds her coffin, decides she’s a real babe and takes her and the coffin home with him. On the journey back, one of the prince’s servants trips and knocks the coffin into something, which somehow manages to dislodge the piece of apple in the princess’s throat and bring her back to life. Yay! Then she tries to kill her again, fails, and is punished to dance in red hot slippers until she dies. Yay…?

Vil and Rook sat on opposite sides of the couch. Rook was staring pointedly at the wall while Vil was staring directly at the hunter.

“It’s quite interesting-“

“Not a word out of you.” Vil cut him off, turning his attention to his nails instead.

Yuu sat across from them, snapping the book shut to put it away, “Maybe this wasn’t a great idea.”

“You think?”

Rook looked like he wanted to say something, a finger up as though he were conducting an invisible choir.

“Rook Hunt. Keep your mouth shut, you fucking traitor.”

“You said you wished for me to be true in my heart!” He defended.

Yuu took this as the moment to leave the room, clutching the book close,

“Spudling, where are you going? Come back here.”

Yuu squeaked nervously before coming back to stand in front of him, a sheepish smile on their face, “Hmm?”

Vil looked them up and down, before leaning forward to straighten Yuu’s clothes, “Spudling, is this why you were so nervous when Trappola and Spade ate that apple tart?”

“I honestly kinda thought you killed them.” Yuu admitted with a titter.

Vil’s eyebrows shot up as he glanced to make eye contact with them, “Do you think I’m so cruel?”

“I didn’t know what to think.” They said honestly, hands reaching to stop Vil’s from moving, “All I knew was that Rook calls you the king of poisons, and my friends suddenly collapsed after eating apples. Two and two together lead to poisoning.”

Rook began to laugh loudly, then coughed to cover it and continued to not look at Vil.

Vil frowned, “I would never kill anyone, Spudling-“

“Except Neige.”

“NEIGE KNOWS WHAT HE FUCKING DID-“

Sleeping Beauty

Honestly this one is too graphic for me to explain in detail but let’s just say that the prince is even worse in this one than in the Disney version. Consent isn’t even a question for him he does not care. Also the cure in this version was kind of similar to snow white’s, in which a fragment of the spindle is stuck in Briar Rose’s finger and once it is dislodged she’s freed from the curse. Seriously though, wouldn’t recommend looking this one up to anyone who’s faint of heart. It’s seriously gross.

Malleus and Lilia don’t seem to surprised as you finish the tale. In fact, they don’t even bother to keep talking about it, and it’s totally not because the author of this doesn’t want to get into how absolutely disgusting it is that the 100 year old 16 year old has two kids that she definitely didn’t want, or how fucking gross the prince is to do what he did, it’s because they’re old as fuck and already kinda knew.

Lilia just goes back to setting your kitchen on fire while Malleus decides he’s going to read every other fairy story except this one because this one sucked and his grandma didn’t even turn into a dragon :/

Alice in Wonderland

Strictly speaking, the 1950’s animated film of Alice in Wonderland is not all that different from its inspiration. Most story beats are faithful to the original, with the exception of tweedle dee and tweedle dum, which actually appear in the sequel Alice through the looking glass. It appears that within Twisted Wonderland’s universe, while there is some misinterpretation of the Queen of Hearts herself, the information given in the film is well known based off of the comments given in the ‘chats’ with each character. It is unknown whether the Tim burton films have any bearing on twisted wonderland’s history, though based off of Riddle’s design and character it appears it may have been a source of inspiration at the least. All of this is to say that none of this particular story would be much of a surprise to any of the characters, as for them it’s very grounded in reality. This isn’t to say there wouldn’t be a surprise, though….

Riddle had been quietly sitting on the couch reading a book for about an hour now. It seemed as though he was nearing the end, and he looked both confused and enraptured by it.

“What’s that?” Yuu asked.

Riddle looked up, and with a carefully crafted blank face he held up the book so they could read the cover.

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

“Ah,” Yuu said nervously, “Good read?”

Riddle tilted his head, “You never told me there were stories of twisted wonderland in your world.”

“That’s cause it’s not twisted wonderland.” Yuu defended, “That’s just regular wonderland.”

“The difference being?” Riddle asked, tone taking on a biting edge.

“It isn’t twisted?” They tried, shrugging, “I didn’t think it would interest you, honestly. It’s a lot of the same stuff as history class.”

Trey took this EXACT moment to walk into the room. He took one look at Riddle’s twitching eyebrow and realized that, oh shit, time to intervene. “What’s going on here?” He asked tentatively.

“This- ah…” Riddle took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself, “This world has stories of Wonderland. Yuu neglected to mention this, in my opinion, rather imperative information.”

Yuu shrugged, “It’s just a children’s story. What could be so important?”

“Perhaps the fact that someone travels to and from Wonderland?” Riddle bit back, “Or perhaps that if your world has information on ours, then it isn’t fiction?”

Yuu blanched for a moment before calming themself. “Riddle,” they began, frowning, “I’m sorry. I didn’t think of that. But I have a very…different look on it.”

Riddle raised an eyebrow, urging Yuu to continue. Trey in the midst of this sat down beside Riddle, taking the book from him.

“This was written by someone named Charles Dodgeson, also known as Lewis Carroll. He wrote this for a trio of girls he used to tutor and babysit.” Yuu began, sitting down on the coffee table in front of Riddle and Trey. “He would often take them on canoe rides and tell them stories, making it up as he went along. He favored one particular girl, named Alice Liddell, and favored to write the story about her.”

Riddle looked unimpressed and confused at the same time, “But-“

“Riddle.” Trey said softly, “Let them continue.”

“Dodgeson was eventually fired by the Liddell family due to what was described as a ‘family affair’, the nature of which was never known. After that, for a bit of money he printed the story and sold it, then made wrote a sequel called ‘through the looking glass’.”

Riddle and Trey sat in silence before Riddle piped up, “Through the Looking Glass?”

“Mhmm.” Yuu said, “Alice returns to wonderland after walking through an enchanted looking glass. The rest of the adventure is similar to the first, changing from moment to moment.”

Riddle stared, fists curled in a ball and shaking. “So there’s a way home?”

Yuu looked surprised, “N-no, Riddle, it’s just a stor-“

“IT’S NOT JUST A STORY!” He cried, “It has to be real, you see that don’t you? You got to our world through a mirror, we got stuck here through one too. So there’s got to be another way back! Alice- Alice is real. She had to have gone….” He began to settle down, eyes filling with unshod tears.

Trey looked between Yuu and Riddle, “He’s right. It…would make sense. And…that’s a pen name, isn’t it? How do we know Alice didn’t write that?”

Yuu looked lost, staring down at the sobbing Riddle, who was murmuring various incoherent thoughts all in a long string.

“I’m so, so sorry…” Yuu said quietly, “We…I didn’t….I’m sorry. We can look, okay? I’ll do some research. We’ll get you home…”

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enqmind · 12 days

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I'm kinda losing steam, so have the first part of this. (Also, I've been working on this for over a month. I need some encouragement T-T)

The Once and Future Queen

Pre-Raphaelite!Konig/female model(?)!reader, 2.9k words

Warnings: (Likely) Historical innaccuracies, pretension, Dante Gabriel Rosetti slander (aka: accurately describing what he did), TF141 are here with bells on.

Reader notes: Light enough to be easily lifted by Soap, has a family, lives somewhere in England, working class, Victorian.

Part I: Walpurgia's Night

König was not a poet.

Neither in his native German, nor this bizarre tongue that felt like speaking three at once.

He was a man of few words, it only made sense to him that those words be simple and straight to the point. This attitude only made his fellows in the Brotherhood look upon him with rather some disdain.

With this he was fine, he wasn’t there to mince pretty words and use them to entice young women to fulfil his whims and stroke his ego.

The whole concept of poetry was a rather strange one to him to begin with. It seemed too prone to misrepresentations to his mind.

After all, one could not scream a painting of a lover’s embrace, or softly whisper a woodcut of a bloody battle. A bold statue of a conquering hero could not be turned dreadful by a tone of voice or a stuttering delivery.

No matter how honest the poet, the reader could turn their words to lie in another voice. Be that spoken aloud or just within their own mind.

It was a folly, he would say if asked. In a particularly thunderous mood he would claim it made men mad. Drove their confidence into levels that tipped straight over the precipice of insanity. That otherwise merely passionate men were made Narcissus with the products of their souls. Or worse, made monsters.

He had stood there, at the side of a young, lost, woman’s grave. The earth there turned fresh despite her being buried there years ago.

Simple folly then seemed like madness, and his work thus changed.

The word of the Bard became ash in his mouth.

Smitten Juliets, sweet Cordelias and even poor Ophelias losing their glitter and shine. Becoming naught but shadows flickering at the limbus of his sight.

Never honest. Never real.

Thusly, he became a Nazarene.

Vicious Judiths, loyal Ruths and penitent Marys Magdalene became his bread and butter.

Until he recalled that these too were written in verse, and so the word of the Lord became as cinders.

An unguided man, he wandered this foreign land as lost and adrift as the island itself.

Perhaps it was a misunderstanding that brought him to this festival, but he was loathe to confess that he had wished to become drunk upon this Ale as he considered matters French, Roman and British for his work.

It was here he saw them, on the day of Pentecost that these English did call Whitsun.

In this place to the North, far from capitals both ancient and modern.

This dying breed, these men of Morris. Dancing with their bells and handkerchiefs and swords never meant for battle.

It captivated König.

Here was legend, myth and mimesis.

Representation of ancient truths without the lies of verse, except only —perhaps— to gild the lily.

He took his sketches of the five.

The leader with his distinctive hat and fashionable beard.

The man dressed in rich colours and shine, like a jewelled beetle.

The one with the swarthy skin and bearing of a grand thespian.

The fellow with the piercing eyes and head shaved like warriors from the far side of the ocean.

The largest of them, covered in darkness with a skull blacked upon his face.

The One Four One, the side was called.

The crowd laughed and clapped and cheered along to each of the dances, enraptured by this tradition that was petering out to its end.

How it was worth the scorn that König had heard his cosmopolitan brothers heap upon it, he did not know. To him, these men were like warriors without a battle to fight.

König was a draughtsman and a painter, so he drew and he painted.

Captured the likeness of these men and their dance. Portraits of them in their mismatched gear titled with their odd nicknames, no sillier than his own.

It kept him busy, back in his studio engulfed in smog and soot. Now become home as well, for Morris men were far from fashionable amongst his former patrons.

The Earth had nearly completed her circuit ‘round the blazing Sun when he received a letter from the man that the side called captain.

They were planning to travel to a new village for the next Whitsun, and König was welcome to meet them there. Price would arrive first, then Soap and Ghost, and trailing along would be Gaz and Roach

He was rather confused that the invitation requested he join them in late April, as Whitsun would not be for weeks to come.

He said as much when he accepted their kind invitation, expressing that he would be honoured to join them.

A simple note was the only response he received as he packed up his meagre home .

‘The crowning of the May Queen must be honoured.’

Another of these strange island customs.

He pictured an austere woman in the fullness of life, tall for her sex and as imposing as Demeter while she ruled the growing season.

König sketched such things as he travelled by train and then coach and then buggy to a new village.

Was this queen special? he wondered. The ur-queen of life and growth, perhaps. So important that the near last of the Morris must attend her coronation.

He near vibrated with intrigue at the thought.

Here would be true magic and mystery, unsullied by the madness of verse.

Price met him at the village’s inn, on the day of his arrival, buying him a drink and then a plate of food after passing his gaze up and down the near starving artist.

He muttered something under his breath about brotherhood, it dripped with such disdain that König did fear it might land in his ale.

After, Price perked up.

“You’ll enjoy this,” he promised.

Any wondering König might have done about how they would fill the time until May Day was quashed by the villagers. After all, surely a large man like him was there to help.

He had no heart to say no, and was press ganged into helping them.

On the third day, his job was to help erect a pole festooned with ribbons.

This was where Soap and Ghost found him. One large man became two, their third securing the pole so well that naught but the mightiest gale could bring it down.

After each day of hard work the villagers fed and watered them well. Women presenting them with stews and puddings, men with bread and ale, the children with wild berries and juices.

The three men of the side ate well, reminding König to as well when he became too absorbed in his sketching of the day’s events.

On one occasion, Ghost and Price caught him by the arms, Soap taking his papers and charcoal, refusing to return them until he cleared his plate.

He almost snarled, but the gnawing pain that had settled into his gut asserted itself and cut him off.

Soap laughed and he and his comrades watched, quietly pleased as König ate.

He was not a Morris man, but he felt like one in the waning days of the month. Working, feasting and resting together.

He wondered if this would last, if he was merely an understudy for their absent members. Standing in their spot, keeping their mark ready until they could arrive.

This uncertainty lasted until the twilight of Walpurgia’s night, the last sunset before the queen was crowned, when the quintuplet once again became whole.

Pulled along like the sea, König followed the moon of the three to the place where buggies made their stop.

He sat on the bench and kept watch for them as they passed the time with practice. It was difficult for him to maintain his vigil, fascinated by how they danced as though nothing were missing at all. The glint of their blades and shadows of Roach and Gaz danced as much as they did in the golden hour.

Only the distant sound of horses kept him from putting the image to paper.

Hoofbeats blended with the stomp of the rappers into one melodious tune.

König watched as two figures leapt from the buggy, running at full pelt down the road. The sound of their steps and laughter joined the steady rhythm until they slipped into the dance, replacing shadows like they were always there.

It was as the buggy drew to a halt that he realised that there was no absence for him to fill.

A woman’s laugh rose from the buggy, drawing five wide smiles and a curious look.

Gilded by the setting sun, she stood above them all —even Ghost and König — glorious like a queen.

This must be her, the monarch of May. Surely she was who the One Four One came to honour, bringing with them a foreign pretence of a king to make record of the ceremony.

She was not Demeter, far too soft and kind as Soap lifted her by the waist from the buggy, dancing them into a spin before setting her to the ground.

Immediately she was surrounded and towered over, the side as her court and her court at her side.

“And so the summer queen arrives,” Price greeted, laughter in his voice as he doffed his hat into a deep bow.

It was a wry grin she shot back, curtseying low.

“Of course Captain, this is not an occasion that one could afford to miss.”

She turned her eyes to König, lit ablaze as the stars crept out to shine.

“And who might this be?” she asked, looking him up and down as one might a castle.

“A sixth for a five man band? Why, was including Ghost not challenge enough?”

The man himself huffed.

“Her majesty jests,” Soap declared with a conspiratorial grin. “T’was no issue with Ghost at all. Excepting, of course, his demeanour.”

That earned the Scot a cuff around the head that hurt not at all, if his wide smile bore fair witness.

Price beckoned König over.

“To honour the occasion, we invited a titled man to oversee proceedings. A majesty in his own right.”

A hand fell on his shoulder.

“A delight, my queen, to present to you a king; König.”

Those eyes flew wide, and pretty lips parted in a gasp, before she curtseyed low again..

“Nothing but a pleasure, I’m sure,” she smiled, so beautiful that it made his hands twitch. “To meet you is like a gift from above.”

She wore admiration on her face like another lady might wear powder and rouge.

“You know my work,” he realised.

“Yes. I had the pleasure of seeing it as I attended my lady during a trip to the city.”

The smile she wore was enchanting, almost enough that he didn’t parse what she said. Almost.

“Your lady?”

“Away from here I’m a mere lady’s maid.”

“A poet,” Gaz corrected, “one who pays for room and board by masquerading as a maid.”

She gave him a look that seemed to sigh ‘not you too’.

König’s heart fell to his feet.

“Not much of one,” she murmured, looking up at him, embarrassed.

“Tosh.”

Ghost’s simple comment brought a smile back to the queen’s face. She tugged his shirt to draw him down for a kiss on the cheek.

König watched them. He wondered how much of the platonic nature of her affection was pure falsehood. How deep could the lies of verse go?

Price’s hand fell again onto his shoulder, the look in the man’s eyes somehow both concerned and warning in the same expression.

“We’ll get your bags to your Mam’s and then circle back to the pub, hmm?” he said to her, hand tightening on the painter’s shoulder.

König found himself almost frogmarched into helping as the others, including their queen, unloaded the buggy of bags and cases.

“Later,” was the captain’s quiet warning.

The Morris men and their queen conversed with bright smiles and open laughter.

Even the taciturn spectre was light. He shared a story with the newcomers of how one girl (soft and kind with a sweet, dark, face) commandeered he and König to help her pick some upstart elderflowers. She’d sat on Ghost’s shoulders to reach blooms to pluck alongside König. A little princess who crowned them both in flowers and thanks.

Gaz puffed up in pride when König called her a braves Mädchen.

“Just wait until tomorrow. You’ll see her be really brave.”

To a man, the One Four One nodded in agreement.

“I just hope I can do her justice,” the queen sighed.

Roach patted her on the back with a reassuring grin. The silent conversation between them enough to draw her shoulders back.

“You’re right. Just… one more pass?”

He laughed, it running through the group like a plague. Affecting even König through his veil of misery.

He didn’t speak much, even as they made their efforts to include him in the conversation as though nothing were amiss. To them, he supposed, there was not.

He was no fool. He was aware that to educated and uneducated men alike, his aversion to poetry was bizarre.

The expression colouring Price’s countenance told him as much when the queen went into her family home to put away her bag and be smothered in love.

König told him that he could not stand that which would disturb the grave of a young woman as she slept eternal.

He had expected confusion, perhaps more scorn, but instead he was given sympathy.

Soap put his hand on König’s arm.

A frisson of disgust ran through the side.

“We heard about that,” Price rumbled, “foul business.”

“Were you friends?” A question asked by all, but spoken by Gaz.

He threw his thoughts back to her gentle face and broken soul. They spoke as infrequently as they met. Even as she sat for him, but those silences were amicable. Amicable.

“Ja.”

Delusion as it may be, she and he were kindred spirits. This he knew in his heart.

“I get how you feel,” Soap commiserated, “that guy’s a cunt.”

It began slowly and then came out of his like a torrent. Chuckle into raucous laughter.

How direct. How clear. How unpoetic.

It was like a veil had been lifted.

The defiler wasn’t a tortured poet, a grieving husband, Alighieri descending into hell.

“He is a cunt,” König stated. “Ja. Only a cunt would do that.”

The hand on his arm turned into an encouraging clap.

“There you go. He’s a cunt. You gonna let a cunt like that ruin something for you?”

That was wha he’d been allowing, wasn’t it?”

“No. Not anymore.”

“Good man.”

They were swiftly joined by the queen and her family, familiar from about the village.

The queen mother made shooing motions at them.

“Get a shift on lads,. They won’t light the bonfire without the guest of honour!”

The side gave their greetings and the group headed onward.

The queen’s family was a curious bunch, asking questions about what everyone had been up to on their travels and an inordinate amount about König.

“So… I hear you’re a painter,” her father had begun.

“Ja. We’ve already had this conversation.”

“... Right. I just didn’t know you were that painter…”

The man awkwardly moved into interrogating Gaz with his wife.

Odd fellow, but not unlikable.

It was not an unpleasant walk, König found himself rather enjoying it. Somehow folded into another band without meaning to.

He stole glances at the queen as they went, the dark shadow washed away. His heart was for from repaired, but now he no longer needed to second guess her quite so much.

She fidgeted while he looked at her. Dutifully, he averted his gaze as he noticed each time.

No wonder she was the guest of honour; even in dusty travelling clothes she was wonderful.

He wondered if she would be willing to sit for him.

Soon enough they reached the inn.

The bonfire was small and rather hastily made. He didn’t doubt that they built much more impressive ones to burn traitors in effigy.

Gaz and Roach were hurried off to place their bags in the side’s room as the innkeeper strode up to the party.

“Ah, good. You’re here!”

König could have sworn his heart stopped when the man put a hand on his back.

“Light the bonfire so we can ward off the witches, then.”

He looked at the innkeeper, nonplussed.

The hand patted.

“Happy wall purge is knack, König,” the man grinned up at him. He looked so proud.

König nodded, a small smile playing on his own lips.

“Frohe Walpurgisnacht.”

He was handed a flaming torch and the gathered village folk cheered as the pile caught flame.

“From now on, we’ll know our May Queens will be safe from witches!” the innkeeper called to further cheers.

It was a strange feeling being the centre of attention like this, but it didn’t feel so unnatural as it should. Explaining the traditions of Walpurgisnacht to the queen and other curious souls wasn’t as harrowing as he’d have expected if told he’d be required to do so when he had arrived.

He expressed as much to Price as the bonfire died down and the side bade the queen and her family good night.

The captain shrugged and slapped him on the back.

“Sleep, it’s a big day tomorrow.”

#call of duty #call of duty x reader #konig x reader #cod fic

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cleverclove · 1 year

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thanks for posting about hamlet ur the only way i actually understand that blasted book for my english class 🫵🗿🫶

OH HOLY SHIT YOU’RE WELCOME…it’s super fun once you get into it :> but uh here’s an actual rundown if you need it :] (except it’s told in incomprehensible modern day language)

King of Denmark? Dead. He’s king of DEADMARK now hehe

His ghost comes back and haunts the fuck out of Hamlet’s homies

Hamlet’s homies, seeing as said ghost looks exactly like the dead king, decide to tell their emo homie, Hamlet

Hamlet has recently returned from a weeks-long voyage from college back home to Denmark to mourn his dad (F to pay respects)

This bitch is EMO AS HELL (i mean his dad DID just pass so….)

(Btw Denmark is at risk of war with Norway but oddly enough it’s not as big a plot point as you might think???)

Except OOPS! Apparently his mom married his uncle. Wtf mom???

Said uncle is kind of a dick and Hamlet basically sticks his middle finger up at him the whole entire play

Hamlet’s homies, led by his college fuckbuddy, Horatio, come over to tell him about this ghost

King of Deadmark tells him that that motherfucking (literally) uncle of his is behind it

Hamlet swears revenge but debates whether to believe this ghost or not (bc duh, it’s a ghost. Not exactly the most trustworthy source.)

Oh he also has this ex, Ophelia

She’s a cinnamon roll (and the only one in the play)

He’s mad bc she broke off their relationship (bc her father tells her she’s not his type…..royalty back then was only allowed to marry other royalty -_-)

So there’s this whole subplot about their breakup going about as well as you’d expect a Shakespearean tragedy to go

(Or: Hamlet commits borderline domestic abuse)

Yeah he’s kind of a shitty boyfriend (ex now)

Blah blah blah blah shenanigans happen

Hamlet intends to kill Claudius the Dickhead Uncle, who he believes is behind a tapestry in mom’s room

So after a fight with his mom he stabs the tapestry with a man behind it

Except OOPS it’s his ex’s dad

Anyway at this point Dickhead Uncle is like “okay you’re done” because damn this is a PR NIGHTMARE

So he sends Hamlet off to hang out in England for a bit

(And by hang I mean get hung. As in executed <3)

Along the way he gets kidnapped by pirates (?????)

Idk either

He sees the letter condemning him to death

He crosses his name out and puts his FRIENDS who he’s traveling with to death instead

Yeah he’s kind of a shitty friend too

Back to Denmark! Ophelia, obviously unable to live without a man (this IS Shakespeare after all), goes insane at the loss of her dad and bf

She ends up swimming with the fishes (bc she drowns herself. Pure innocent cinnamon roll too good for this world fr.)

Hamlet returns and FUCK.

His ex (who he’s still in love with) killed herself because of him D:

Her brother, obviously pretty distraught at losing his sister AND dad within the span of a few days because of Hamlet, is pretty pissed off at him understandably

He challenges Hamlet to a “friendly *wink* duel”

Clown on clown violence because the poisoned sword Laertes the brother uses hits both of them

Hamlet poisons the king after his mom accidentally drinks the poisoned wine that Claudius planned to give HAMLET to kill him

So yeah. Three people are dead now, and Hamlet isn’t gonna live much longer.

His fuckbuddy from earlier, Horatio, is absolutely DEVASTATED dude

Being the loyal bff he is, he tries to kill himself too to join Hamlet in death

(Kinda gay if you ask me but whatever)

Hamlet dies in Horatio’s arms

(Again, pretty gay but what do I know :P)

Horatio lives and vows to tells Hamlet’s story as the Norwegians storm the castle and take over Denmark.

#ask #miles! <3 #dude this is so long im so sorry #long post #hamlet explained badly

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themaethpost · 11 months

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Now Presenting: Atlas Zieragh, the artist.

Full name: (Ophelia) Atlas Zieragh.

Pronouns: They/He/She.

Age: 23 years old.

Birthday: April 5th.

Sexual orientation: Queer.

Familiar: Poppy, the hedgehog.

Personality.

Birth chart (big three): Aries Sun, Cancer Moon, Gemini Rising.

MBTI: ISFP-A.

Patron Arcana: The Sun.

Upright: success, clarity, positivity, conscious.

Reversed: negativity, depression, sadness, pessimism.

Minor Arcana: Page of Cups.

Upright: happy surprise, inner child, intuition.

Reversed: immaturity, escapism, leaving reality for fantasy.

Likes: Looking down from their balcony to all the people coming and going from Draigh’s tavern, spending more than three hours in the local library investigating magical creatures, buying big white canvases to fill out their home with art, how their hands had been permanently stained by of all the oil painting and pigments they work with, when Poppy sits on their forehead and they fall asleep together in bed, the colour yellow, cutting their own hair at 2 a.m, white wine, stealing their brother’s suspenders (Can they buy one? Yes. But it’s not the same), visiting their mom and making dinner for her.

Dislikes: Seeing their mom really tired after a long day at the hospital, when they forget to bring more logs for the fireplace so they have to go out in the middle of the night, the Maethisse forest after 9 p.m, being woken up abruptly, when their hair tangles while they’re sleeping, spilled paint on the floor, crowded places, people who disrespect animals and magical creatures, when they can get the proportions of said animals and creatures right when they’re drawing them in their investigation diaries, when strangers refer to them with feminine terms (only okay if they’re comfortable with you and the role that they play in your life).

Abilities: A wonderful archer (they’d make a great hunter but they refuse to harm any animals), speaks three languages like their brother: maethel, vesuvian and hjallen, such a talented artist, an okay flute player, they learned so they could play alongside their siblings for their mom but it’s not like it’s they favourite thing in the world, an expert flirt.

Favourite food: Scrambled eggs with spinach.

Favourite drink: Just water, please... Oh wait, you have white wine?

Favourite flower: Daffodils.

Appearance.

Height: 5’6 or 167 cm.

Weight: 145 lbs or 66 kgs.

Hair: Short, kinda frizzy, with remarkable curls that distinguishes them. They don’t like long hair on themself and frankly, they don’t pay much attention to it, they just know they have to wash it at least three times a week and that’s all.

Eyes: Big brown bambi-like eyes with long eyelashes that reflect such a kind and playful stare, they squint a lot because even if their sight is not as bad as their older brother, they still have to use glasses from time to time to rest their eyes after spending hours and hours working on a painting.

General description: They have a very proud facade, they walk with confidence everywhere they go. Their fingers are long and skinny and they adorn them with rings just like their sister. A bit of a resting bitch face, but don’t worry, they’re super friendly. Long legs with bruises on their knees from sitting on them when they’re at the library reading. Has a scar on their left forearm.

Fashion sense: Only two words would describe her sense of style perfectly and those are “light academia”. They love to be comfortable but at the same time, their strong demeanour needs to be obvious so what could be more fantastic for them than to look respectable but also soft? A wardrobe full of beige colours, whites and greens. Not a big fan of very bright fabrics and they would only wear them when Isabella needs a live mannequin to work on her projects.

A brief look into her life.

Occupation: They’re an artist, they sell their paintings and take commissions, and you know they are very talented because the Countess of Vesuvia asked for them to make an abstract piece for one of their rooms in the Palace but that doesn’t happen very often so they work with Draigh in the tavern on weekends.

Love interest: Petra Moretti.

Family and friends:

Isabella Zieragh, sister.

Thomas Zieragh, brother.

Galiere Zieragh, mother.

Anelisse Zieragh, aunt.

Federico Bianchi, father.

Anshelinah Circe, best friend.

Draigh Tolmach, close friend.

Salice Halloway, sister-in-law.

Kumagai Shuhei, bother-in-law.

Miscellaneous facts:

They’re very close to their mom, Galiere. Maybe they feel like they have to be present to make up for all of those years where they couldn’t be together as much as they would’ve liked.

They got into art at the age of five and used to gift little pieces of paper and cloth stained with different colours to their family.

Spent almost seven years of their life secretly crushing on a girl.

They love when people call them by their second name. They think it fits them very well.

Touched a poisonous frog once and had to be rushed to the emergency room, it was a close call...

#the maeth post #oc #world building #atlas zieragh

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authordgaster · 2 years

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Age Swap AU Pairings

A list of who gets together and my opinions/reasons for these pairings.

This will be specifically for a Revelations Route, so if you wanna ship different combinations of characters in this AU, I won’t stop you.

I also won’t be getting into the Child Units (yet.) With all of that in mind, here’s the ASAU Pairings:

Corrin X Azura. I mean… it’s Corrin and Azura. How can I not? Especially since they’re not altered in this AU, but their kids are. Imagine big sibling Kana little brother Shigure dynamic.

Sakura X Hana. I’m as much of a sucker for Sakulise as the next FE14 fan, but honestly the bond these two have and have had for easily a decade at this point just overrides the softness of Adult Sakulise. Shiro is their son with Ryoma serving as a surrogate father.

Elise X Effie. Same as with Sakura and Hana, Elise and Effie’s bond in this universe (realm?) is just too strong for me not to pair them together. Siegbert is their son with Xander serving as a surrogate father.

Takumi X Oboro. This is a cute pairing, what can I say? Can you tell I’m a sucker for Liege X Lord pairings? Also, just imagine cute and sweet Kiragi making his mom’s Demon Face.

Leo X Niles. I don’t even know how to put my feelings on this pair into words, so I’ll just trust y’all to accept it. Forrest is their son with Beruka serving as a surrogate mother.

Hinoka X Hinata. This pairing is unique since it’s the only time I don’t ship a lord with their non swapped retainer (or another lord) but honestly I just like the himbo samurai/tomboy princess dynamic. Also protective older cousin Hisame is interesting.

Camilla X Beruka. Cute but strong Malig and her scary Assassin waifu? What’s not to love? Also Niles served as a surrogate father so they raise Nina together.

Ryoma X Xander. I decided to pair these two together since I figured I should do at least one pairing between a Hoshido and Nohrian royal. Since they couldn’t have kids with each other, they agreed to be surrogates so their oldest sisters could have kids, allowing Shiro and Siegbert to exist in this world.

Jakob X Charlotte. A very… very chaotic duo. This was simply a duo born from the fact that they were kinda just leftover after I paired off most of the other characters. Add super strength to Dwyer’s mountain of secret skills.

Silas X Felicia. One: they’re cute. Two: imagining Sophie inheriting Felicia’s clumsiness and ice magic is equally hilarious and terrifying.

Kaze X Orochi. Stoic ninja who struggles with feeling like he failed his liege due to something out of his control plus merry diviner who struggled with feeling like she failed her liege due to something out of her control equals both fun shenanigans and absolute angst. Also imagining Midori being able to somehow use a combination of Divining and her Medicine could make her a force of nature in her own way.

Saizo X Kagero. What can I say, I’m a sucker for this duo too. I’m sure they could be happy together once Saizo learns to stop having the personality of a cactus. Plus having two Ninja parents probably makes Asugi a super ninja.

Laslow X Selena X Odin. If I was gonna have Corrin get with Azura, an OT3 would be needed so all the kids would be capable of existing and I’m just a sucker for this trio. I’ll be using Henry!Laslow, Robin!Selena, and Lon’qu!Odin. Soleil inherits the Fell brand, Ophelia inherits the Exalts’s brand, and they get to be awesome redhead step sisters. Sorry to anyone who ships these two.

Azama X Subaki: …ok, look, so far I’ve done three wlw and only two mlm pairings. Two more guys were gonna have to get together. And after I saw these two, reread their supports, then read @unassumingvenusaur’s fanmade S Support for them, I wound up enjoying this pairing immensely. Also for the sake of not having to do anymore surrogates because this is getting complicated: Transmac Subaki (which I feel could not only make his backstory more interesting given the implications of how terrible his parents are) allowing for them to have a brown haired Caeldori and a red haired Mitama who are sisters.

Arthur X Setsuna. Apparently luck works like integers because when you combine an unlucky Fighter with an equally unlucky Archer, you get a doubly lucky Wyvern riding super hero. Also imagining dorks like Arthur and Setsuna together is just adorable tbh.

Kaden X Peri. When I don’t pair Peri (heh) with Laslow, I usually pair her with one of the furries so I can create an absolutely terrifying Kitsune/Wolfskin. In this case I decided that Peri would be Selkie’s mother and the rest of the army gets to suffer then consequences.

Hayato X Mozu. One: this is basically genderswapped Cyril/Lysithea and Donnel/Maribelle which already makes it a win. Two: Rhajat with Mozu’s hair and freckles is a hilariously adorable image.

Benny X Rinkah. Gentle giant meats muscular spitfire to create flaming good boy.

Keaton X Nyx. Yes, let’s pair the most mature woman in the army who considers herself a monster with one of the most immature guys in the army who can turn into a monster.

Feel free to share your opinions on the pairs, I’ll probably talk more about the child units in the future.

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sanssouci-sims · 1 year

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Meet the Goths!! 🖤

Yes, that’s Bella, and... a dead Mortimer.

So yeaaaaaaah, Mort’s dead, along with like, a handful of my other townies (mentioned in a previous post of mine). But Bella doesn’t mind, because with the power of Teleport Any Sim communicating with the dead (because come on, her last name is Goth), I imagine she can just call forth his spirit and interact with him like the good old days. However, as he seems to no longer recognize her as his wife (although she does still consider him a “romantic interest”), it’s up to Bella to build their relationship back up so she can help him remember everything. Hopefully, he’ll be added to their household in the future!!

As for their kids, here’s what’s been up with them:

Here comes Cassandra now! She’s just come back from work as a manual laborer... despite having the “lazy” trait, no joke. She used to be an adult, but I’ve aged her down to a young adult, and... wait, who are those other people??

Yeah, just like Katrina Caliente and the Landgraabs from my cursed Caliente-Landgraab family (see link above), Bella and Mortimer got busy.

The girl in the green sweater is Cassandra’s younger sister, Larissa! She’s seen here with their other sister, Isabel. They’re both young adults like Cass, but they were just kids when they moved with their older sister to this new place (mostly because their parents were having way too many kids back at Ophelia Villa, their original home). The infants are actually Larissa’s adopted daughters (yes, yet another sim who can’t stop having/adopting kids...)! The one with the green outfit being held by Isabel is named Josephine, and the one with the cute buns looking sad is Rebecca. I imagine Isabel likes playing auntie and enjoys helping her sister take care of her babies, considering she intentionally, mind you has her hands full. Also, both babies seem to really struggle with being put down. They literally cry the second they’re on the ground and complain like Karens over how DARE their adoptive mothers not carry them anymore. 😤

Isabel has an adopted daughter of her own named Kristyn.

Oh, and did I mention she’s ass at cooking!?

And I’ve already talked about her in my previous post about the Caliente-Landgraab family, but newborn Fernanda - the youngest member of this household - is Cassandra’s daughter with Gideon Landgraab (a non-canonical townie).

Now then, onto Cass’s little brother, Alexander-

Actually, the less said about him, the better... *cringes* He hasn’t went and fathered any kids yet though, so I guess that’s the only good thing he’s got going for him.

Let’s head back to Ophelia Villa for a second, because Bella has some kids of her own living with her (probably to fill the voids that Cassandra and Alexander - and by extension Mortimer - left behind)!

From left to right, we have Jena, Dominik (with the curly black hair and bangs being blocked with the flower), Aron (black sweater), Jody (in the front with the brown hair facing away from us), and Kasey (grey shirt)! Kasey’s age meter bar thingy is actually full and glowing, so it seems like he will become a teenager soon!! Dominik, Aron, and Kasey were actually fathered by Mortimer (with Bella before he kicked the bucket) while Jena and Jody were adopted by Bella after he died.

Finally, we have these two, who Bella also had with Mortimer before he died (also I haven’t put them anywhere in my world though because honestly I’m lazy and I literally don’t even care about them lmao). On the left with the bad hairdo is Jaiden while the guy on the right is Tim. Honestly, I think in hindsight it’s a good thing they’re “currently not in world” because they’re hot messes; Jaiden’s an evil kleptomaniac while Tim is lazy and hates children (now that I think about it, Jaiden was probably the first to move out while Tim quickly followed him because his siblings are children 😂).

So overall, my Goth family isn’t as cursed as my Caliente-Landgraab dynasty, but they’re still kinda wildin. Let’s just hope Bella can bring ghost Mortimer back into her life.

#the sims 4 #yet another cursed sim family i have #along with the caliente-landgraabs #the sims 4 community #simblr #sims 4 #the sims 4 screenshots #the sims 4 screenies #the sims 4 storytelling #the sims 4 townies #waaaa so many of my og townies are dying :'''(#god why did alexander grow up to be so ugly #he was so cute as a kid T_T #maddy's townies

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yessa-vie · 2 years

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04 | JACOB ROTT FANFIC

Description: CHAPTER FOUR - THE DEVIL TO MY ANGEL | JACOB ROTT

Relationship: fem!reader x Jacob Rott

Word count: 3962

Title: The Devil to My Angel

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THE DEVIL TO MY ANGEL MASTERLIST

It had been hours since they all started to eat pizza and having some drinks. (y/n) was now on the floor, between Nils and Niclas, with Tim on her lap while she played with his hair.

"Tim, I think you are starting to take advantage of my little sister"

Some of the boys agreed with Adam, but the both just laughed and she kept playing with his hair.

"He's accepting all of us idiots in his home, he deserves this" (y/n) laughed drinking some more of her beer. "Plus, if someone is taking advantage is me, considering I'm probably getting a room all to myself tonight, while you guys will all have to share a space"

That smart smile was followed by a small laugh, lead by question marks on all the boys faces.

"We can behave you know" Bene said with a sad face towards (y/n) who laughed. "I mean, if you are scared that we might..."

"I was actually thinking because I'm kinda tired, you guys seems to be having fun, so I don't wanna spoil the fun or anything"

"If you wanna sleep, we can all go to sleep" Luis said focusing on (y/n) who looked around and everyone agreed. "Or... we can play a game or something"

"Like what?" She was definitely curious, even stopped playing with Tim's hair, which also set up straight looking at Luis. "I'm not playing strip poker nor truth or dare, 'cause I know where you guys minds go whenever these games are played"

"I was actually thinking more like a guessing game, like movie or something, we would all be divided in two teams and each one chooses a different movie to the other who has to guess, what you guys think?"

"Ok, I'll count the points and have fun watching you boys play" she said getting up from her seat and back in the sofa, the boys looking at her with a questioning look. "We are eleven, so I'm gonna be out just having fun"

"If..." Adam said before anyone could say anything, but (y/n) knew the look in her brother's eyes, already regretting the decision to stay out. "If we all end up with the same score, you do three or five movies for us to guess"

They all cheered and she knew she couldn't get herself out of the situation. The division ended up being Hamburg boys (Nici, Phil, Carlos, Nils and Kuri) and Frankfurt boys (Tim, Bene, Luis, Chris and Adam). While the boys organized the space for them to play (y/n) went through her phone, laughing when she saw over ten texts from her best friend.

(Y/N)

OMG CAN YOU CHILL?!

I'm busy with the boys, can

I answer you tomorrow?

LIA

Sure, if you want me to kill you?!

(Y/N)

If that means you will visit me,

I'll def just answer you tomorrow.

LIA

Don't you dare!

Anyhow, some of them really are cute

(Y/N)

Who exactly?!

"We're ready, can it be like a minute for us to guess?"

The girl raised her head meeting her brother's face, she nodded and smiled, but before going to the clock app she saw her best friend didn't respond.

(Y/N)

OPHELIA!

Who exactly caught my

best friend's eye?!

"Ok, who's first?!"

"Hamburg gang" Tim said looking at his friends playfully. "Who you guys chose?"

The boys talked a little among themselves and chose Luis to start the game. (y/n) got cozy in her seat with a cold beer and her phone open on the countdown with an amusement smile. That would sure be fun.

"OK, I'll try to make a more difficult one this time around" she had a small smile, it was the last movie she would make for them to find out which one was. Although she had a sense that her brother would find out. "Can I use objects though?"

"That difficult?" Tim asked surprised before nodding and getting up from the floor to help (y/n) with anything she may need. "What exactly do you need?"

"Just a paper and a pen, please"

She had a small smile and felt her phone vibrate. While Tim got the things she asked for, she open the conversation with her best friend.

LIA

Now you are the one who should chill!

How can any of them not caught my eye?

You've been with them for a while, you should know

Before (y/n) could answer, Ophelia was already typing.

(Y/N)

We are playing a game now, can

I answer you in a bit?!

LIA

Which one YOU have eyes on, (y/n/n)?!

The girl ignored her friend's text and what will come after that text the exact moment Tim handed her both things she asked for. She thanked him leaving the objects aside, but still close. The boys all gathered in silence looking at (y/n), who had the cheekiest smile on her face. She wasn't sure if the boys would be able to guess, but it was the best she could think of.

She turned to the boys with three fingers up, pointing to one of them, making them understand she would do the first word. She took her thumb and passed through her neck, then making a face with her tongue out and eyes close. She heard "dead" coming from Nici, Phil, Adam, Luis and Bene. She then did the two with her fingers before grabbing the piece of paper and the pen, walking a little and writing it down a few lines. She heard writing, story, writer, all close to what the word was, she then turned back to the boys raising the paper that had four lines, a space, three lines, space, four lines and another set of three lines.

"Poem?"

She heard Nils saying it really low, but turned to him with a smile.

"Dead Poets Society" Adam screamed looking at his sister anxiously.

"I thought it would be harder" she said with a smile and saw the Frankfurt boys celebrate. Of course her brother would be one getting it right. "You guys will get the next time"

She sat down between Carlos and Phil laying her head on Nils's lap.

"Yeah, well, you and your brother definitely have a connection, so..."

"Are you saying I let them win Nici?" Although the girl laughed she was a little hurt that one of the boys may have actually consider that, but when she saw they laughing she slapped them slightly before laying on Nils again. "You boys are evil"

"Nils is and yet you are laying on him"

Kuri said with a smile, making the others laugh, she turned to Nils who was also smiling a little.

"You saying this guy is evil?"

"He's definitely the meanest one in the group" Bene said laying in front of the girl, who turned to look at Nils again. "You still new, so..."

"There's no way this boy is the meanest" she said looking curiously at Nils who started to look at his feet and everyone suddenly went silent. "I mean, he definitely could and broke some hearts, but also could and did all of you" she looked around laughing and all the boys seemed to be a little taken back by what she said.

"You should listen to her, she's the expert" Adam said laughing, being accompanied by his sister. "I still think you broke your ex's heart..."

"I told you we weren't dating, plus, he was the one who said we should just be friends and all the sudden started talking about other girls to me and then blocked me when I did the same"

"Wait I thought you guys didn't talk about relationships...."

"And you said you never saw your sister with a boyfriend" Bene and Tim remembered one of the first things they all talked about when the siblings arrived in Germany. "Or...?"

"You not wrong, I never had a boyfriend and we don't really talk about relationships, I mean... He talks about his crushes more than I do, but still..."

"She breaks more hearts than me though," Adam gave his sister one of the last beers available "even though she will never admit it"

"I will never understand why you say that, but ok..."

"You probably broke a lot of his friends hearts" Phil said joking, but Adam laughed saying something under his breath that led all eyes to fall on him. "Wait, for real?"

"I don't know if I want to know or not, 'cause I don't wanna lie, but there were some friends of yours that God, they were fine as..."

"Ok, can we not go there? Thank you" everyone laughed and Adam looked around the living room focusing on the TV for a second. "How about we see some Harry Potter?"

"Nice save brother"

(y/n) said raising her beer to her brother before getting up to help organizing the living room for a Harry Potter marathon. Although she wanted to help, none of the boys allowed her to, which only made Adam mock her more and more, saying how the guys had a crush on her.

LIA

Girl, I was looking at the pictures

and honestly?

How can these boys be so fucking hot?!

(Y/N)

I KNOW!

Plus, they are all so polite and nice

LIA

Yeah, bc they wanna be in your pants

(Y/N)

Not you too!

LIA

What?

(Y/N)

Adam is annoying me whenever he can

saying that exact same thing...

LIA

I rest my case here then

You haven't answered me regarding

who is your crush?

(Y/N)

You saw the picture

Plus, you know I don't like having

a crush on people....

LIA

I do, but still...

LOOK AT THEM!

Honestly, there's one or two here

that I surely wouldn't mind kissing...

(Y/N)

Don't you have a boyfriend?

LIA

But I'm not blind

Adam called her and she went back into the middle of the room, sitting between Nils and Tim, in front of Adam at a tantrum, which made the older laugh silently while she got cozier between the two boys. They all decided to watch it all from the start, so she got cozier with her new friends. Tim, Carlos and Kuri came with popcorn and all the pillows and blankets so it would be the best time to watch one of their favorite series of books and movies.

Before it all started, (y/n) managed to get a picture of everyone with their popcorn and beers, and another one of the TV with the beginning of the first movie, she also made a small video beginning with filming the TV, then turning back the camera to her, tapping her with Nils, and then Tim got closer to both, Luis, Nici and Adam were behind them and got into the video as well, but soon all the boys got more and more into the video, finishing with Kuri getting down and getting between (y/n) and the camera, laying on her lap.

She organized everything and posted both pictures and the small video on instagram, mentioning all the boys. Kuri remained on her lap while she played with his hair. After she posted she could feel her phone start buzzing with the likes and messages she would get from some people from that post, but she didn't care.

She was with her boys, and that was all that mattered.

She felt the sun coming through the windows of the room. She felt arms around her and a weight on her legs and waist. When she opened her eyes she saw Nils shirt alongside his jaw close to her face, she knew the arms she felt around her was his, she gently lifted her head finding Kuri's head on her leg. She tried to move a little, finding Tim sleeping with his head on her waist. She couldn't help but smile, she surely didn't remember exactly when she fell asleep nor exactly when she snuggled with Nils.

(y/n)'s head was hurting a little and all she wanted was a glass of water. She managed to get detached from Nils and move slowly enough that neither Tim or Niclas woke up, thanking the many and many pillows the boys brought the other night. Although all she could think about was a glass of water, her stomach had a different plan once she got up. Luckily all the boys were still asleep so she ran to the closest bathroom with her head finding the toilet, for a moment she regretted not drinking much water nor throwing up before falling asleep.

"Thought you would be one of the last to wake up though" she found Adam looking at her through the bathroom door she left partly open. "They are all sleeping, I woke up with you getting out of the amount of boys around you"

They both laughed and the oldest landed (y/n) her toothbrush, which she gladly accepted, without saying anything else, Adam closed the door and went to grab his sister something to eat. (y/n) always appreciated the fact that Adam didn't drink much when he decided to have a few drinks of alcohol.

"Were you up for long?"

"Not long, just scrolling through the phone, answering some people" he handed her a glass of water and an apple already cut in pieces. "You blacked out last night, the boys were worried you'd wake up with the movie"

"You guys watched everything?"

"Just until the Ministry of Magic fight in Order of the Phoenix" she heard Luis morning voice behind her, before feeling his hand on her lower back and his lips on her head. "Slept well?"

"Incredibly well, to be honest"

She laughed looking at the group of boys that were still asleep, remembering how she woke up.

"We thought about taking you somewhere more comfortable, but whenever we tried you just snuggle more and more onto Nils, so we just left you there" Luis said going for a fruit looking quickly to Adam who was making coffee. "Is he always like this?"

"He's a coffee addict and never makes small portions, so yeah" the girl laughed looking at her brother with a thankful smile, coffee and fruit was all she needed at the moment. "When are the boys leaving?"

"When they all wake up probably, none of them bought a ticket back so there's no rush" Luis smiled and went to brush his teeth. "But no need to worry about the noise, they sleep like rocks"

Although (y/n) nodded, her attention was fully on the boys and the glass of water in front of her. Adam knew her well enough to know that the engines on her mind were fully functioning, the small smile she had only made it more likely that she had an idea involving the boys.

"What's on that evil mind?"

"I'm not evil..."

"Just devilish" he said quickly receiving a funny face from his sister before they both laugh a little. "At least wait for coffee to be ready..."

"Kuri will definitely appreciate that gesture" they both laughed and the girl looked at the yard for a moment before grabbing another apple, her phone and the water glass. "I'll enjoy the sunshine while you finish here"

Her phone was still with some power when she sat on one of the chairs outside with her feet on the grass, feeling a light breeze on her face. Her phone pops up soon after with a message from Jacob. He was in his bed, messy hair, sun on his face, shirtless and with a beautiful clear sky through his window, followed by him hoping she had a good night and wishing a good day ahead. She couldn't help but smile, taking her phone to record her having a glass of water and filming Tim's yard with the beautiful clear sky that appeared in Frankfurt.

(Y/N)

I just woke up, so I'm just saying

that I make your words mine and that

I'm enving you so much rn

JACOB

Well, I'm enving a lot of things,

but why you enving me?

(Y/N)

bc that bed looks very comfy

JACOB

Did you really slept on the floor?

The boys said they would try to take you

to the bedroom.

(Y/N)

Apparently Nils was comfy enough for

me to snuggle him and stay in the living room lol

JACOB

Wait what?

She couldn't help but laugh and explain everything Luis had told her a while back to Jacob who only asked for pictures of that while laughing in between texts. She wished so badly he was there with them, it would have been the perfect getaway for her, all her favorite boys there.

"Adam said you were up to something" Luis showed up by her side with a curious smile, he then saw her phone. "Oh, sorry..."

"Oh no, it's Jacob, he sent a text and I was answering that's all, and yes, I have an idea for a TikTok, that involves waking them up with either water or blasting the TV with a sound that would wake them up right away"

"The TV one is better, considering we are in the middle of Tim's living room and by the time you take the third of them, the other would probably be awaken"

"True... So, what you say about some heavy metal to wake them up?"

"It will be hilarious" Luis looked at the boys sleeping so peacefully before looking back at (y/n). "Hope you are having a good time, it was important for us that you would feel comfortable"

"Well, I was a little playful with all of you yesterday and I did snuggled with Nils to sleep so, I guess I can say I was pretty comfortable with all of you" she smiled hugging Luis, who held her waist. "Thank you for everything, you boys were incredible to me" she kissed his cheeks and saw him turning slightly red, definitely something he wasn't expecting. "You all better get used to that, my love language is physical touch and I really like hugs and sometimes I kiss my friends to show even more that I love them"

"So you love us? And Adam saying you did not fall in love easily"

Luis said cheekily making the girl blush a little while hiding a smile.

"You know what I meant"

He smiled and hugged her, giving a little kiss on her forehead before stepping away and winking at her.

"Shall we?"

He extended his hand, which (y/n) took without question. Adam was already finishing making some eggs with toast for himself when he saw both come in and go towards the TV. Luis had opened a music she didn't know which and connected to Tim's TV, while she opened TikTok and handed to the boy who gave her his phone. The music was one from Slipknot; probably Adam had given some ideas to Luis regarding the best music to use.

Luis called the girl to go behind him, while he shown both the siblings and him as being the only three awake, and then he turned the camera with him still in the frame towards the sleeping boys. (y/n) the went to stand besides the TV with his phone in hands, which he focused the camera first before getting back a little to show the girl with a devilish smile. (y/n) then checked the volume of the TV before pressing play, making the chorus of the song blast through the speakers and all the boys jump and even some of them cursed. Phil and Carlos were the first ones to realize that the girl was the one doing it. Carlos went for her grabbing her legs and tossing her on his shoulders, some of the boys saw Luis still filming and carried on with an idea.

"I think we should toss her in the pool, what you guys think?"

"PHIL!" (y/n) screamed making the laughers just got louder while Carlos headed for the pool holding her tight. "I thought we were friends!"

"We were until you decided to wake us all up like that" that was Bene while opening the pool area. "Now you suffer the consequences"

"And yet Nils is the meanest, yeah sure"

"Delivery service!"

Carlos said loudly at the same time he tossed the girl into the pool, with her screaming when her body hit the cold water in the pool.

"Fucking hell Tim, turn the heater on this thing" she said emerging from the bottom of the pool looking at the boys all laughing before trying to get some of them wet. "Will anyone help me out? The sweats make it harder to get out..."

Phil and Carlos went to help her out, but then she pulls them into the water, getting a lot of words out of all of them. Both boys got up to the surface getting towards the girl to force her down, but she managed to swim away from them. Both Niclas decided to help, but this time the other boys pulled them into the water, bringing (y/n) along into the water, suddenly she saw Bene, Tim and Luis jump into the water. Chris took the phone and Adam turned away to get back into the house, leaving Nils still out of the pool.

"You seriously staying out?"

She asked with arched eyebrows towards the boy who was just laughing.

"Chris is also out"

"Yeah, but he's recording everything" she said cheekily, getting surprised by feeling Tim's hand on her waist, also noticing that he and some of the other boys already had taken their shirts off. "C'mon Nils..."

"He's scared of getting wet"

Tim teased Nils who just nodded his head in a negative manner; soon Kuri's was also besides the girl, also shirtless.

"At least help her out of the pool man" Kuri's said smiling, receiving a questioning look from Nils. "She won't pull you in, me and Tim also promise not to do that"

(y/n) saw that Chris was getting closer and closer to them, mainly to Nils. She tried to swim back, but Tim holds her steady. She tried to hold a laugh as much as she could.

"I agree with Tim, you are afraid of getting wet" she teased as well, but before he could say anything, Chris pushed him into the pool and everyone cheered. Nils quickly got himself to the surface and (y/n) got closer to him. "Well, at least now we know you can swim"

"I surf, so I definitely now how to swim" he said with a wink to the girl who smiled surprised. "What?"

"You and Tim are so gonna teach me how to surf" she pointed to both boys seeing Tim got closer to them. "I don't know when that will happen, but you guys will teach me"

"You know anything about it though?"

"I'm actually kinda scared considering I can't even skateboard" she laughed answering Tim, the three boys had made a small circle around her. "I also accept help, Adam tried to teach me, but just laughs at me, so I fired him as a teacher"

"I can teach you how to skateboard if you want" Kuri said getting a little closer to the girl with a small smile. "I mean, only if you want..."

"Considering that I'll probably have time to spend, also, I'll be in Hamburg, annoying you two" she pointed to Nils and Kuri before turning to where the other boys were "and those other three, I'll sure accept mister Kuri"

She saw Niclas smile more and exchange looks with Nils who had just tossed his shirt towards the small amount of wet clothes close to the pool. She then went between them hugging them from their shoulders, feeling both boys' hands head towards her waist.

"I'm getting jealous" Tim said with a closed face towards the girl, just receiving a splash of water from Nils and Niclas before the four start to laugh. "Guess I'll have to find a way to go to Hamburg so you won't forget me"

"No drama, Adam brings a lot of that already"

"I might be in the kitchen but my hearing is working just fine!"

The four laughed and the others stopped what they were doing, looking to where Adam appeared with a cup of coffee.

"Wasn't trying to keep it a secret anyway" she smiled getting away from the boys towards the end of the pool feeling Kuri's hands on her waist pushing her up, the sweats really make it harder. She was actually surprised that her pants didn't go down while Kuri lifted her from the pool. "I need a shower" she said getting up and looking at her state "and a cup of coffee" she then turned to her brother grabbing his cup, receiving a laugh of the boys and a complain from her brother before getting inside and grab her things to shower and put some dry clothes.

#the devil to my angel #jacob rott x fem!reader

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tr0ubl3d-tr4n53nd3r · 5 months

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So I was playing my sims 3 legacy challenge in strangetown and Jenny smith Died

So I was like OH! She's family! Um- Okay... And I checked the family tree... OPHELIA IS A FUCKING ELDER!

anyway that prompted me to take curious family photos before they all died.

Part one - Jenny's Branch

Smith Nigmos

Johnny and Ophelia were highschool sweethearts and spent the years growing old together. In their 28+ years of marriage they managed to concieve three children. Brittney, Bethany, and Monte. \

Brittney has been hopping around from one old man to another for a while, looking for a wealthy husband to possibly take the fortune of, and has finally decided on one, Loki Beaker. A man arrested for the kidnapping and unethical expiramentation of Grimm Spector, an Unidentified Trash man, Polly Smith, Jenny Smith, Johnny Smith, Jill Smith, Kelly Smith, Mercedes Smith, and Tycho Curious. Good thing her father doesn't know!

Monte has been going through a... Phase... where he tries to burn down the house and kill his sister Beth. Maybe it has something to do with his aging parents?

Beth is a pretty normal kid. average grades, no boyfriend but looking for one. Hates her brother. She's her parent's pride and joy.

Smith-Grunt

Jill and Buck have it all. A nice house near town, but not too close, two beautiful little boys (With equally beautiful names), a housecat who is just the right kind of sassy, and quite recently a beautiful wedding.

How will Lorenzo and Marc react when they see their newest sibling, a girl?

How will Jill deal with her mommy dearest's death?

How will Buck treat his recently born brother?

Is the perfect family finally going to crack?

Smith-Jerkey

Kelly was told that nobody would ever love her because of her green skin frequently in highschool, but she proved them wrong.

She fell madly in love with Ellis after highschool and very quickly eloped. She ran away with him to his father's abandoned farm and led a picture perfect life. Cooking, Cleaning, Taking care of her perfect daughters Melody and Bobbie. She really had built the perfect life... With her first cousin.

Yeah... Ellis is her first Cousin. but if that wasn't bad enough, for their entire marriage he's been cheating on her with his second cousin. Doreen.

Wtf.

Smith

Mercedes was born a few weeks after her father died, which of course made her have no father figure for her childhood. She lived very close to her mom for her whole life, completley dependant on her. As she watched her oldest brother Johnny go out and get married and have children, then Jill, then even Kelly she got Jealous and rushed into things.

To call her a single mom would be wrong... Kind of. When she saw how great of a guy Ellis seemed to be she kinda hooked up with his brother Oliver... That was a bit of a mistake. Her mother got very angry with her for getting knocked up by a guy she didn't even know and kicked her out, to raise Raheem all alone.

Mercades wasn't done yet though... No- she wanted the life a smith is promised. Suburban home, tons of kids and a great husband. So she called Oliver back over, and he got her knocked up again

He then proceeded to call her a horrible woman and said he'd never hook up with her again, all but ending their relationship.

#this is like 60 years later btw #sims 2 strangetown #sims 3

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joocin-thebox · 1 year

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Personally, as overdramatic and silly as it seems, I ADORE the dynamic I've created with maye and Ophelia

Specifically within their own personal interests being disrupted by this seemingly unwanted romance.

Like, Ophelia always tells other people and Maye herself, the she loves her. She is in love with her. Nothing will stop that, but on the inside, she's still fighting with the fact.

Ophelia wasn't allowed to love Maye, but it happened anyways. And while she'd profess that love to the world, she's still guilty over the feeling anyways. Kinda just comes with the fear that your parents are always watching even if they don't care about her anymore. Ophelia knows she loves Maye, but deep down she wishes she could have lived her life the way her parents wanted her to.

And then my sweet sweet Maye, Maye who just wanted another friend, someone who could teach them how to use a sword, since her father refused. Ophelia just happened to share an interest in swords, but Maye was using that time spent with her, to be a better fighter to help her brother with his "adventures". She wanted to join him on whatever journey he was going on.

Of course when he turned out to only care about himself, she got a little lost. Her dream was shattered, and she really only had her friends and Ophelia, then just Ophelia, then she was on her own.

And Maye has ignored the feelings of love very well (more so hasn't recognized) to the point where Ophelia reminding them, makes them a bit nervous. And I'm talking rubbing their neck, looking to the side, and joking nervous. Silly. Embarrassed.

The "I'm aware I feel something for you" kind of embarrassment when you're not ready to tackle that.

And now that Maye has her crewmates, she has a slightly easier time getting over what she did to Ophelia. She wants to leave her past behind, and start over but not really. She clings to Ophelia the same way any other lonely individual might cling to someone who becomes constant for them.

Maye cannot help but love to see her. She doesn't think she deserves to, she doesn't think she's worthy of her affection because of her actions, but Ophelia loves her anyways

Even when they argue, and say things that are hurtful but true, they still love each other and I just <3 dies over it

They're working through their issues slowly, and working on not depending on the other’s infrequent visits to be happy

#oc #maye allwood #lovers vendetta #talks #ophelia alexandria eldred

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Hiya there! I really like your writing and was wondering if you could write something where forgetful y/n meets Technoblade- and also- can I be 🏹 anon if its not taken? :D

yeah yeah!! I don't know if you meant c!forgetful!y/n and c!techno or cc!both and I kinda like the heads of both soo ,, I did both !! I hope that's cool w you !!! n ofc, welcome to the crew 🏹 anon :)

part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4 // part 5 // part 6 // part 7

part doesn't look like a real word anymore

pairing (platonic); c!forgetful!y/n x c!techno , forgetful!y/n x (cc!)techno

warnings; dark humor (punting kids, killing, hitman stuff, stuff along those lines!!)

Characters

met bc you're ranboo's sibling !! :)

you were looking for ranboo but couldn't find him (he was hanging out with techno) so you sent him a text on the communicator (whispering) to ask

him, being the protective brother (in lore, the world it's tons more dangerous and he knows) he is, he didn't really think and sent you his coords and said he'll be near there, he's hanging out with someone

he didn't specify who exactly he was with so you were like oh ok be there in a bit

you go the coords and see them through the trees, techno's pink and red colors pallet and ranboo's black half and tux standing out against the snow

immediately you're still, if you move they might hear you – techno might hear you, you look for a bit, going through a back and fourth in your head was what you were going to tell him actually worth what might happen if techno didn't like you? it's not necessarily important information, you just wanted someone to talk to about what you talked with Tommy about today and your brother was your closest friend – tommy tied for first place with him but talking to tommy about what you and tommy spoke about? that's be weird. you really want to talk now, so you don't forget, and your not the best with holding in stuff without snapping at people who don't deserve it

so you decide to go on anyways. he wouldn't hate you, right? you're not really on a side, you're more of a middle ground type of person so you're not connected to the government so he wouldn't hate you, right? and even if he did; your brother would never let him kill you; you reasoned with yourself, happy with the resolve you start forward towards them

thank God for your naturally quiet and agile movements, they would've noticed you before you were ready otherwise, you made it halfway to them and decided to make a little bit of noise so they wouldn't pull weapons as soon as you were right next to them

you threw a snowball at a tree causing both boys to turn and see you wave "hi! just wanted to talk with ranboo"

"well I'm talking to him, about something rather serious too, so leave." "okay so? I want to talk to my brother so why don't you leave?"

talking like this with the blood god was extremely risky, but you're also not the most well known for having smart, thought out decisions. in other words; you don't really think before talking, which can be both good and bad

people admire the honesty and what they believe is guts (it's not, you just don't have cognitive filters), on the other hand, though, it can, and will (and definitely has) land you in a world of hurt

ranboo's looking between you two anxiously, eyes showing obvious worry that this will escalate to a battle

as the piglin hybrid looked down at you like you were dirt under his boot you glared right back up at him, matching the energy he gave, as you grabbed ranboo's hand and started to drag him away

ranboo turned around to look at techno and waved "oh- uh- I guess we can talk some other time!", techno grumbled at that

though later he did let himself laugh about it, someone who looked quiet not being afraid to match his energy was amusing itself, but pair that with you dragging your brother along, not being careful of his foot placement causing him to almost fall many times and it makes it funnier

when he spoke to you again, it was clear neither of you held any grudges or anything but the "oh my god I hate you and we're literally enemies" bit continued, but it was obvious it was just y'all's dynamic

fans were in love with that dynamic and adored making art (comics, drawings, fics, animations, etc) of it :)

and despite everything the friendship and dynamic stayed the same, making fans cry

fans often worried about what would happen to y'all, because nothing in the dsmp stays the same – something bad always has to happen

quite a few ",,, what's gonna happen to c!techno and c!y/n's dynamic... something bad has to happen right? it's been good for way too long" tweets and most of the replies consist of "if something happens I'm blaming you" or "if anything happens I'm coming back with a bat" (both jokes ofc)

haha,, something bad eventually does happen but that's for a different time o/ (dw abt requesting for it! I already have a request where I plan to reveal it, however it will take a bit to get to, until then, enjoy the cliffhanger >:) )

content creators

immediately y'all match up on the same jokes and things!!

yk the thing like "wait, it's not what it looks like" "you kill people for money????" ".... .yeah" "and this whole time I've been doing it for free like a chum!!!"

that's y'all, you're the one who's doing it for free 💀

y'all met through the dsmp and started interacting so the lore won't be awkward and ended up becoming friends

(truth be told you were scared of him not liking you bc you were a fan of his content for some time now)

if you let him rant about Greek stories and such he'll let you rant about what you want to too

if you have any knowledge of old torture machines talk to him about it! like obviously torture is not good or anything but it's interesting to learn what happened in the past yk?

,,although maybe don't do that on stream-

I feel like after talking to techno for the first time and it going well you immediately go back to ranboo like "GUESS WHAT OMG"

"GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT :DD" "Well, hello to you too" "But what's up?" "SCARY MAN THIUGHT I WAS OK 👍👍" "Who? Literally every new guy you meet is "scary man" to you" (/hj /lh) "TECHNOOO!!!!!" "That's awesome, man!! :D"

depending on how you react to jokes about punting kids he would end up making them more often around you bc he finds your reaction funny

if it's normal, you have no reaction, or just laugh in reply, he'll make them a normal amount most likely

if it's something along the lines of "NOOOO !!!!!" he's going to end up making them more, and out of the blue too

"so, you really went far in streaming so far?" "yeah! I think it's neat! I didn't expect to-" "almost as far as the kid I kicked-" "NO !!!!"

there are a lot of times where you have to clear up what is and isn't lore because y'all's dynamic is similar in and out of roleplay

also yk,, people are starved of and wanting c!y/n and c!techno interactions so they're trying to get the crumbs they can – it's actually really funny

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