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misguidedasgardian · 1 year

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The Winter Sun (3)

3. A call for help

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Summary: You decide to take your future into your own hands, sort of.

Pairing: Cregan Stark x Fem!Targaryen Reader

Warnings: Cursing, medieval and asoif customs, bullying, arrasment, incest (c’mon is HotD), AGE GAP, Cregan is 12 years OLDER than reader), arranged marriage, might miss some warnings

+ 18 MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 3.3k

Notes: Thank you for following another one of my madnesses HAHA anyways LAST TIME JUMP PEOPLEEEE, from now on… no more, this is it! they are getting closer and closer.

128 AC. Reader is 18 years old

Too much has happened in the last two years…

King Viserys was dying, he was bed bound, nobody could see him, but the Queen and Otto, and they ruled the Kingdoms nows, they claimed that in their name, but you knew the large amount of milk of the poppy they were supplying the k=King, you knew he couldn’t take decisions any longer.

Helaena now had three children with her brother-husband Aegon, they were adorable children.

Aemond stalked you silently, in his face every time he looked at you was wonder and hope, but you gave no signs back to him that you were replying to his feelings

You were secretly finding your own love match, but to no avail.

Every suitable man that you like even a little bit, was scared off quite easily, especially after one or two times that would strike conversation with you, you started to think you were unlikeable. Unknown to you at the time, it was Aemond who threatened to feed them to Vhagar if they ever even looked at you again.

You started to believe nobody could ever want you.

You knew the real history, that your parents never married, that would make you a bastard, legitimized, but a bastard nonetheless. When you were younger, the King would hear none of it, referring to you as his very Targaryen niece, you had the coloring of the house of old Valyria to prove it.

But perhaps the word and legitimization of a king wasn’t enough to the Lords of the Kingdoms, perhaps they found you hideous and unbearable. Even with the sizable dowry that came from taxes of the lands your father owned, and you now did.

Fear of being eaten by a dragon certainly surpassed every man’s desire for the young beautiful princess.

Not even freaking Dorne would take you

“We don’t dance with dragons”, had said the prince when you came close to strike a conversation with him.

And that is how your eighteen name day found you, unmarried and with no prospects, it was a matter of days before you were betrothed to Aemond, you knew it, everybody knew it.

And you were growing desperate.

Jacaerys was betrothed to Baela, not that he was a better choice for you than Aemond himself anyways

But perhaps he was… but he was taken.

They prepared a small feast in your honor that day, with your favorite meals, and a selective group of people of court in the private dining room, and you were grateful, but not very happy about it.

It had been a quiet day, you took a ride on Vhaelar, went to the God’s Eye for a small picnic, you even took Joanna with you.

It had been a quiet day, and as you looked at your plate in front of you, you look up to find Aemond’s gaze in you, he sported a sly little smile as he drink his wine casually

It made your skin crawl

After the dinner Steffon wouldn’t leave your side, and you were thankful for it

“There is a late night council meeting”, he told you, and you looked up to him wide eyed. “to discuss your future”, you gasped

“Can you tell me what they speak off?”

“I won’t be in it, but you might…”, he said, he guided you to the council room, you hid around the corner, waiting for everyone to enter, Steffon went to his Lord Commander, entered the room for a few moments, and then he got out again.

As Steffon was leaving the small council room, he looked at you and with a movement of his head, you knew what to do. He pointed to a small door behind a big base, it was hidden to the unknown eye, but you were starting to learn about all the secret passageways around The Red Keep.

So you sneaked in. After a small passageways of stone, you came to a wooden chair, placed by the side of a decorative wall, with a flowery steel design, behind it, you could clearly see and hear the small council meeting

“The matter of the betrothal of the Princess (Y/N)” said Otto, and your ears perked up, “we can’t postpone it much longer, she just turned eight and ten, it’s time”

“We need to arrange a good match for her” admitted the master of laws

“She received a ton of proposals when she became of age two years ago, we replied to none and now, nobody will answer our letters”, muttered Jason Lannister, “her time has passed…”

“The king wanted her to figure out who she wanted to marry”, clarified Alicent

“More like Aemond scared away all of the suitors”, said the Lannister.

“If King Viserys hadn't had more children, he would have named Aegon his heir to the throne instead of Rhaenyra, everybody knows this”, continued Lord Beesbury

“So what?”, asked Otto.

“So what? So plenty! She is his daughter! Many loved Aegon more than they ever loved Rhaenyra and Daemon, they might see her as the true heir”, said Jason

“Viserys has three male heirs!” Fought Otto, “and Rhaenyra, also a woman”, he said dismissively

“It is of no consequence”, said another, “we must betrothed her now”, muttered again the lord of laws, which of whom you never learned the name of

“With who?”

“Send her away from court”, muttered the same one

“What about Aemond?”, you heard Queen Alicent ask, and it froze your blood, “the King had been dragging him along for three years since he asked for her hand, he said he was going to think about it!” She cried

“I know what he said”, answered the hand, “but we cannot marry all of your children amongst one another, Aemond must marry a good lady, a first born woman of a great house, to secure alliances”

“I agree”

“What better ally than a dragon? and the vale?”, asked Jason

“There is… Cregan Stark”, said Lord Beesbury, and that lit up your heart with hope

“The wolf? Why him?”, asked Otto

“He stands alone, a widower, no heirs to Winterfell…”

“The north?”, repeated Otto

“Imagine the strength of this alliance! Bring in the North! No Targaryen has ever married a Stark”, continued the oldest man in the room

Silence again, and for once, you had hope

“No”, sentenced the Queen, “he has never shown interest, not even when she became of age, besides he is a savage, a pagan”, was the Queen’s fanaticism going to be your undoing?, “Aemond on the other hand…”

“What about Jacaerys?”

“He is betrothed to Baela Targaryen, his aunt”

“His aunt, or cousin? or his sister by law? Can’t keep count”, laughed Jason and then they all laughed with him

“We should send word to Stark”, said Lord Beesbury, “he is a good man and it will bring the North into the fold”

“My son and I, we are disappointed”, said the Queen

“Let’s offer her to Stark” sentenced Otto, “if he says no, we will marry her to Aemond before the next moon”

You whimpered, they were going to betrothed you to Aemond, if Cregan said no.

Aemond, your torturer, the person who made sure to make your life a living hell… he…

No way.

You had to take matters into your own hands. You had to make your own proposal, or else

You sneaked away, you needed to get out of the hallways near the council before they ended their meeting. And your mind was clouded with doubts and questions with no answer

Cregan Stark.

You haven't seen him in five long years, what you remember of him, there were all happy memories. He had always been kind to you, he had given you one of your favorite books, taken yours in return by anyways…

But he lived in the far North, the cold North. Once you went to White Harbor with your father, you went by boat, you had never felt more cold in your life. Besides, the lives of the Northerners were so much different than yours, southerners. The north was wild and unruly, some say it was each man for their own. They were rough and loyal, the blood of the first men pumping through their veins.

Would he say yes?

He had married Alysanne, she was from the Riverlands, perhaps… a little bit more South wouldn’t matter to him, right?

You smiled, contented

But a letter seemed too impersonal, only a name written on paper, perhaps he didn’t even remember you. Also, the royal court “suggesting” him who he should marry? again?

Did you even want to go to live up North? to marry Cregan? he should be around thirty right now, way older than you. Your cheeks heated. But he was always so kind and good. And he must have been so lonely, alone up there.

You could have your own family, create it.

You didn’t have more time to think about it, the very next day, that letter would be sent, and it would decide your fate.

But you had a family here, Viserys, your uncle, and Queen Alicent, and Helaena, and your little nephews…

And then you remembered Alicent shaming you for not praying to the Gods, her urgent eyes everytime you would do something or speak your mind, the way she pinches your arms when you would go out of line.

King Viserys who claims to care for you, and he did, but won’t even speak to you, he would defend his grandsons and sons instead of you when you went to him crying, saying that they were bullying you.

And Aemond… Aemond pushing you, making you trip, grabbing your arms so hard they bruised. His mean words and remarks.

The tension with cousin Rhaenyra, the “bastard” words being brought so often. She not even looking at you, and her sons tormenting you as well.

UNcle Daemon, who once on his cups had said that he hated even looking at you.

What will become of you once your uncle is dead? he had promised you you could go back home, but married, and he was so sick it wouldn’t matter what he promised you two years ago. You wouldn’t leave the Red Keep unmarried, that was for certain.

This family was bad for you.

Your father raised you far from it for a reason, you would always ask him why wouldn’t he answer the call of the throne, and he, once, looked you in the eyes and responded.

“Before I didn't care to take risks, because I was alone, and now I’m terrified, I will not go to the most dangerous place”, it was the Red Keep, the most dangerous place. He wanted you to have a life outside of it.

Far from it.

You nodded

This was the right thing to do

You weren’t sure you believed in the seven, but you sure believed in fate, this was fate.

It was decided.

You jumped from your bed, you dressed in your riding gear, the one for winter, in the insides it had fur, and then, you left your chambers, so excited, adrenaline pumping through your veins.

But it was raining, thunder could be heard in the distance.

Did you care? i certainly made you doubt, you wouldn't be able to see anything in the air, but the only thing you had to do was flight north, so… you still asked Steffon to accompanied you

“Are you sure this is what you want?”, he asked, concerned washing over his features

“I need to go North and charm the Lord of Winterfell”, you said with an apologetic smile, “I need to take my future in my own hands”

“I respect you for it”, he said with a shy smile, “But I’m going to miss you”, he said with a gentle smile

“I’ll come visit”, you said with a shy smile

“promise me you’ll tell me everything, I can go and fetch you”, he said, and you smiled

“I promise, I hope it works”, the carriage stopped in front of the pit and you couldn’t jump out fast enough.

Vhaelar was waiting for you, no doubt she had felt you as you neared it, and followed you as you guided her through the huge hallways of the pit to the outside.

She took flight with you on her back

Vhaelar fly easily through the storm clouds, she was a big dragon, took after her mother Vhagar. But the rain bothered you, soon you were drenched, grabbing at the reins tightly, you luckily were wearing gloves, but there was nothing you could do regarding your sight, clouded by the rain.

The thunder started to hit near you, you had flown through storms before, you liked it, but this time, something was wrong.

You felt a deep roar, it almost got confused by the storm, but you knew better, you looked up and you saw the biggest dragon in the whole freaking word

Vhagar

“Where are you going little cousin?”, you heard Aemond ask, because of the atmosphere of the storm you could hear him clearly

“Leave me alone!”, you cried, but Vhagar descented teasingly over you, Vhaelar did the same, soon you could see the earth underneath you, your dragon, was faster, but with two flaps of her wings VHagar disappeared amongst the clouds.

You whimpered in fear and your dragon roared angrily, feeling your distress, wanting to eliminate the cause of it

“Lykiri Vhaelar”, you tried, but you were trying to calm yourself. It wasn’t working.

“iksā ñuhon!”, you heard him scream, [YOU ARE MINE], and you trembled in fear.

As you looked up Vhagar huge claws were closing in on you, grabbed Vhaelar swiftly by the neck, but then released her.

Vhaelar roared, but this time, it was one of submission

“No! Vhaelar!”, you complained, and she flew alongside her mother. You could see Aemond now, he released the reins and offered his hand towards you. And you whimpered

“No”, you whined, grabbing the reins tightly, Vhaelar was turning to fly back to King’s Landing, and you cried silently for your defeat.

Vhaelar purred under you, wanting to console you and the she turned towards Vhagar, pushing her away, she twisted and but one of her wings in warning, Vhagar roared in pain, and Vhaelar took the opportunity to fly higher to the clouds, to hide amongst them, and as she was faster, you lost her.

You lost the Queen of dragons and Aemond riding her.

If anything this told you that you were doing the right thing. You were, you sighed relieved when the clouds cleared out, beyond the storm, and the night was beautiful. You smiled widely, this was it, you were flying towards your freedom.

You flew for the entire night, at one point, Vhaelar flew so close to the ground the tallest of trees could tickle her belly, but you couldn’t get lost, so you just followed the Kings road.

Your heart beat so fast you could hear it in your ears, but your smile as the ground tainted with white couldn’t be brighter, even if you were so cold your teeth clicked.

You passed the Neck and were in Northern territory, you passed over Moat Cailin and up the road you went. And what you saw marveled you, deep and dark green forests, snow in the ground, but little, since it was still early autumn. Your breath became cloudy, but you loved it.

You passed over a huge town, that you thought was Winterfell, but it wasn’t, it was Castle Cerwyn, you recognize the sigil. Many people came out of their houses that arly morning to watch you fly past, and you hope you didn’t scare them. You wouldn’t want them to think they were in danger or something.

Just a little more, you thought so happily, just a little more.

Two hours later, there it was.

You knew it was winterfell, the huge castle over the hill, with two outside walls, it made you think it had been there for thousands of years, and it was going to be there for thousands to come, even after you and everyone you ever met.

Their high circular towers with red tiles, and black stone. You could see their goodswood, the unmistakable red leaves of the heart tree.

It was beautiful

And under it’s watchful eye, the town you would think was Winter’s town

And again, people came out of their houses and you heard shouting. You worry, you commanded Vhaelar to fly down.

She landed heavily on the ground, making it shake under her incredible weight.

She cooed as you yourself landed on the ground

“Kesan sagon sȳz”, [I will be fine], you assured her, and she purred, making herself comfortable in the same spot as she curled on herself and lowered her head to take a nap, her demeanor was one of a large puppy, so people won’t be scared, you hoped.

You walked towards the big gates of the outer wall, swallowing hard.

This was insane

Had you actually flied across the continent to ask a man you haven't seen in five years to marry?

How insane was that?

You started to regret your decision when suddenly, the gates opened for you. You swallowed hard, fixing your riding gear, who had been wet, and then dried by the air, and it was a mess, oh no, how were you going to offer your own hand in marriage looking like that? Oh no, what have you done?

“My Lady, your name”, asked one of the guards that came to greet you, you smiled softly

“Princess (Y/N) of House Targaryen”, you said and he paled

“I’m very sorry your grace”, he said hastily

“You don’t need to be…”, he guided you inside the walls, and to the main courtyard where you could see the entire inside of the castle.

“PRINCESS (Y/N) OF HOUSE TARGARYEN!”, he shouted for the whole courtyard to hear, and you whimpered, surprised such a sweet looking man could be heard so loudly.

People started coming out of the castle to greet you, everyone saluted you by bowing their heads, and you smiled, nodded, and returned their greetings. But you look up, at the door leading to the main castle, and from it, emerged none other, than Cregan Stark himself

You recognize him anywhere, tall and wide, his haircut, his dark locks shaved on the side, the black fur cape dressing him. He went down the stairs to meet you, and you smiled at him

“My lord Stark”

“Welcome to Winterfell your grace”, he said, that smile he used to draw for you missing, his icy gray eyes had turned cold

“Thank you My lord Cregan”, you greeted back, as hopeful as you could

“Princess?”, he asked, walking towards you, “what are you doing here?”, he asked, a eyebrow raised

“I came with a proposal from the King”, you said, ignoring the cold that was clinging into your body, and drew a smile

“A proposal?”, he asked, curiosity perking his features

“A marriage”, you concluded

“A marriage proposal”, he did not seem intrigued, he seemed bothered by it, behind him there were some people that you guessed, were his master of arms, and the maester, and other lords. He seemed uninterested and cold, so you had to drop it, he did not seem amused by your shy demeanor like he would in the past.

“Between you, my lord, and me”, that was it, it was out, you stood straight and as tall, subconsciously showing your neck and puffing your chest a little, as well as smiling

“You?”, he asked, genuinely surprised

“I’ve come to offer my own hand in marriage”, you said firmly, but with a hopeful smile.

There was silence in the courtyard

“Yes!”, a young woman cheered from the battlements where she had been hearing all of it.

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pinkishpearls · 3 months

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(boy)friend with benefits.

warnings ⚠️ : love confessions - kind of smut 🤍

You and Chris go way back. From meeting each other for the first time in a LA supermarket, he asks you where the nearest restaurant is. Guessing he was new to LA from the lines of suitcases that stand behind him, including his two handsome triplet brothers, you give him the answers which also happened to spark conversation between eachother.

“Soo C-Chris. right?”

“Yeah.”

“Your new here, hm?”

“Yeahh! Me and my brothers just moved here temporarily for our content creator job. LA looks fun, love it already! And the peopleeee! Love em’!

The conversation went something like that. Constantly firing questions at each other, sometimes even complementing one and other. The two other brothers Nick and Matt just stood there awkwardly, but after the near two years that have passed of knowing the triplets, you become closer with them.

Especially Chris.

From being good friends, to being close friends. To even flirting…

To now being naked in his bed as he thrusted his dick relentlessly into you.

This had been going on for about 7 months now, fucking with no feelings. The sex you guys had together didn’t affect your relationship and you were sure Nick and Matt knew, so you were fine with. Totally fine. Fucking with no feelings. No feelings.

So why did “I love you” slip out of you during passionate sex? You said no feelings.

“I-I love you!”

You relentlessly moan out, catching both you and Chris by suprise. Out of shock, Chris’s thrusts become slower as he starts to question you. “You what?” he asks as he examines your fucked out face which is now heating up and filling with embarrassment. “N-nothing” Nothing? Seriously?

You can’t deny the undeniable feelings you’ve had for Chris. And to be honest, they started even before the whole “friends with benefits” act. The crush just turned into love, and it didn’t get any better when you and Chris started making love. But what are you going to say to him? That you love him? What if he doesn’t feel the same way, what if he doesn’t speak to you anymore?

“Y/n. You said you love me.” he says as he carefully pulls out. “It was a-a moan. An accident.” you blatantly lie, but Chris catches onto this as his eyebrow raises up in confusion. “No one moans that. Not even me and you drive me crazy. Is there something you want to tell me?” Even in these times he still cracks a compliment and I feel my cheeks burn up, but I also feel a lump in my throat, I’m starting to cry. Before I know it, tears were streaming down my face. I start to wipe them away but Chris is too quick to act. “No no no! None of that” he coos as he watches me unravel my emotions. He pulls me gently into a hug with his warm embrace, which never fails to make me happier (and more inlove with him). After I calm down a bit, Chris places me on the pillow next to him as he bites his lip, questioning what he should say next.

“So, about t-that” you trip on your words as you feel your body tensing up. “Hey heyyy, relax. It’s fine. It’s me, Chris.” he reassures you, but that doesn’t help. You don’t know what Chris is going to do, going to say, going to act like. God, imagine if the love of your life stopped talking to you? “I just-“ and there it was, the stupid emotions that got in the way of the fucking love confession you were going to make to your friend of 2 years. You strengthen up and try again, shimmying your shoulders slightly to fling any nervousness getting in your way. “I have had f-feelings for you for the past…I don’t know. But it keeps on biting away at me. And now we have this ‘friends with benefits’ thing going on, which I like, but it doesn’t help the fact that I’m inlove with my bestfriend…”

And there it was. The truth was out. You were inlove with Chris Sturniolo and now you just sobbed and cried about how much you loved him to his face.

He looked almost sympathetic, a look of guilt but also relief on his face as he shifts his body back onto yours.

And his lips on yours.

The sweet relief knowing this definetly meant something pulled the weight of your shoulders that had been weighing you down for months. His sweet lips pressed onto yours as you both smile into the kiss. Before you guys lose your breath, he pulls away and looks into your eyes which were practically begging for him to say something.

“I love you too. I have loved you. I was j-just too scared to say anything about it.”

Before I knew it, his hypnotising lips were back on mine.

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo triplets #fluff #chris sturniolo smut #christopher sturniolo

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donaldsocker · 1 year

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so uh the new episode

Yes im ranting again but thats my job at this point.... ANYWAYS SO THE NEW MOB EPISODE!!! idrk what happened mob just kinda EXPLODED now i just wanna say how tsubomi kinda pisses me off idk why she just is like everytime i see her ass on screen i wanna dropkick her BUT THE TERUMOB VIBES WERE INSANEEEE I FEEL SO BAD FOR TERU AND MOB MY POOR BOYS AND I ALMOST CRIED WHEN TERU USED LIKE THE LAST OF HIS POWERS TO SAVE THE PEOPLEEEE AND THE ANIMATION WAS SOOO GOODDDDD BRO (is that why the alien episodes animation kinda sucked?) BONES ILYSM now ofc i saw some manga stuff and i feel that would be more badass but bones totally didnt do that just for the cliff hanger ☹️ BUT APPERANTLY UH KID FLASH (sho suzuki) ‘S DAD IS BACK SO UHHH *eminem starts playing* SO THAT IS MY TAKE.....

#ranting #just me rambling #mp100 #mob pyscho 100 #mp100 season 3 #THIS ENTIRE SHOW IS ON CRACK 2.0 #terumob #tsubomi

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moonstone27ls · 1 year

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Marvel comics...

heh small vent so don’t look into this too much.

Normally I don’t really get annoyed. At most I only really got upset when they retconned the Maximoff twins as Magneto’s. But every now and then stuff has changed that makes me go “whatttt”

I guess for starters that X-men Krakoa storyline. Has gone wayyyy too long. Too many characters which would not be so bad but too many to keep up with. And they don’t even bother catching up with the other characters. No I don’t mean the obvious main core cast. Referring to lets see I guess an example would be uhh Icarus, brother to Cannonball(to anyone who isn’t a marvel fan sorry you’re reading this and probably thinking I’m nuts). I heard some of the writers had thought of having him date Dust/ aka Sooraya Qadir. But ... as far as I know nothing has happened with his character since you know the whole resurrection crap. He’s kinda like a lot of characters they brought back, used for background maybe but no real development.

Another would be Kevin Ford/ Wither... as far as I know nothing either with that character. I dunno I thought they missed an opportunity to see if him and Selene would have interactions. Nothing, no “Oh whoa I was manipulated” or “I’m still loyal to Selene”. Then Northstar is apparently suppose to get his adopted baby resurrected... but haven’t heard a thing on that. One mention and its radio silence. I know storywise they got all these AUs, etc, etc. But so much goes on and all these new characters you forget there other X-men BESIDES the main core.

Uh not entirely fond that Marvel is apparently retiring Mary Jane as Peter’s love interest. Now before someone starts a shipping war with me. No I’m not entirely against Black Cat, no. Been use to her since the 90s.But I just you know added her in the cluster of love interests. A part of me doesn’t want them to shelve M.J. away. Just hope Marvel’s just doing this temporarily. Like how Scott/ Cyclops was with Emma Frost for a while. You’re use to the new gal but know the old love interest is just as important. I dunno I’m probably rambling sorry.

Anything else... uhh kinda find it strange that since WandaVision it seems Marvel is catering to Disney. I say seems. I only have two examples. Like how although Wanda was bettering herself and going on dates with Jericho Drumm / Doctor Voodoo... they still shoehorn in Vision. Pft... sorry Wandavision fanatics but I don’t care for Vision. That is a ship I wanna see retire, because it was always the SAME with them. Wanda loves him, he either gets reprogramed or treats her like crap Wanda goes through hell. Its why I couldn’t really like Wanda in MCU she put people in hell over a STUPID robot she couldn’t get over... not her twin brother. Her robot a robot if, he was so smart could have downloaded a copy of himself. (its been done peopleeee)

And recently Agatha’s gonna be a villain now... I admit I’m not a 100% caught up in her history comic wise. Buttt... up until hat stupid show. I always got the impression Agatha was an ally. Soo why do this now? I dunno I really don’t oO. That one felt like to cater Disney+ subscribers and I admit that irks me a little.

But oh well they need money I guess.

#marvel comics #small vent #or rant

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kuiinncedes · 3 years

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lmao i'm boredddd

#i'm also stressed about like idk classes making friends i don't knowwww #i have nothing to do except prepare for classes which i don't want to do bc i'm nervous lmao but i should probably do that #i was gonna go to the music practice rooms one of them has a piano but someone beat me to it lol #i already went to all my buildings again this morning #and then it's just dining hall dorm dining hall dorm repeat lol #hgjfgfdgfj apparently this is a less social hall like idk i heard a lot of people have single rooms and they just kinda stay in their room #and i'm doing my part lmao #people also said to leave your door open and like idk people will come in and say hi??? do people actually do that????#bc if i walked past an open door i would not go in and say hi lmao #the person who lives right across from me i had a couple opportunities to say hi to her and i couldn't even do that #hguhrfgjsndfkgh i talked to some people yesterday but idk #i'm so fucking awkward god lmao imagineee being able tooo talk to peopleeee #on wednesday there is a meeting with the RA for the group of rooms i'm in and maybe i'll meet people #ghfhgdbgnsdjfjkshgdfk ok anyway #after dinner i'll probablyyyyy tryyyyy to prepare for classes more #oh i also wanted to write more today since i still haven't started the next full episode chapter lol #we'll seeee if that happens why am i talking lmao #i'm gonna leave my door cracked open for a few minutes and see what happens klfjlgkhjsf #see if iiii #magically make a friend out of it lmao #or probably i just get nervous and close it before anything can possibly happen lol #jeanne talks

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mariusroyale · 2 years

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i physically cannot read a fic with first person pov. the way i retch n gag at it.. like. no.

yknow what while we’re at it ill talk abt my list of fanfic icks (fanficks) i get. i used to tolerate this stuff freely in like 2015-16 (when i had no taste smh) now i have zero patience lmao

- shit grammar: i cannot. like i can’t read fics with poor grammar and punctuation, it immediately renders the story unreadable (some exceptions are if im desperate and it’s like the only fic in this v obscure tag n fandom).

- no spacing in paragraphs: SEPARATE UR PARAGRAPHS PEOPLEEEE. tiptop!!! if you create an entire block of text it’s now INCOMPREHENSIBLE and you’ve wasted ur time writing it bc who’s going to read that????

- this also goes for not spacing dialogue properly like this,

“What do you mean?” He tilts his head while asking. She answers absentmindedly, “Like this. Marius can’t read if it’s formatted like this cos it’s supposed to be a new line when it’s a new person speaking.” He pauses in thought, recognising how unappealing it looked. “Oh.”

i can’t bruh it’ll make me stop reading- I MEAN LOOK AT IT. sometimes it’s fucking impossible to tell who’s speaking when! PLS. if a new character is speaking!!! ADD A NEW PARAGRAPH

- if it’s just. Out of character- like shit characterisation: people pls, most characters have dimensions to them! give them better dialogue and actions for the love my ass, you know DAMN well this character would never do that shit in canon

- first person pov (had to talk abt this one again i can’t describe how much it makes me BLEH) like!!! it’s so!! very rarely can i ever enjoy a story written in first person anyway! i don’t care what you think?? lmao?? no human would ever write their daily routine

“I noticed my [insert hair colour] hair possessed a sheen today, which meant I hadn’t washed it in a while.” like? no!

even then if u wrote it like a normal human

“My hair was way too greasy this morning. It’d been awhile since I washed it.”

i still hate it- like if i want details, i want it from an omnipotent, otherworldly being that doesn’t exist outside of narrating

frankly idk why i chose that as an example but you know what i mean: having details is great in third person but so meh in first

- shitty pacing within a brief interaction

i no longer have the patience anymore dude. had i read this in 2015, when i didn’t read well written fics, you’d have me hooked but

i don’t want to read a fic that takes forever to get through and by this i mean: the way you write paragraphs and insert dialogue in between

if there’s an important scene happening, i want to see it. wanna feel it.

if i see a wall of text in between the dialogue which shows Character A’s thoughts im leaving

like you can tell the author kinda just forgot what their original point was and started waffling? like u know??

i once read a fic in 2015-16 (im so sorry it was phan) where the fucking chunks of texts between dialogues were literal PARAGRAPHS. by that point i had forgotten what they were saying cos it was just

“Hey… are you alright?”

A looked at B worriedly. B didn’t know what to say. A had a lot on their plate already. Maybe it was best to not say anything for now. (Like here? This is a good place to stop and continue what B would say. But author just kept going.) B knew how A would react, he wasn’t good with emotions. After all, A had never been truly open with his emotions with people, how could B expect him to do it with him, of all people? He faintly recalled the time he saw A quietly sniffle during a movie and asked if he was alright, only to be met with a brief dismissal. A wouldn’t understand. (AND IT WOULD BE A BIGGER PARAGRAPH THAN THIS!! AND THERE WOULD BE TWO MORE AFTER IT!)

“I-I’m okay.”

Neither of them missed the way B stuttered, but-

AND IT JUST KEPT FUCKING GOING. THIS INTERACTION IN REAL LIFE WOULD HAPPEN IN TEN SECONDS. CANT THIS INTROSPECTION HAPPEN AFTER??? DO I ACTUALLY NEED TO KNOW EVERY DETAILED THOUGHT THAT HAPPENS IN THEIR HEAD IN THE TWO SECONDS THEY PAUSE TO THINK OF A RESPONSE???????

(to clarify, do this introspection in between dialogue, sure. but if you’re gonna make it huge and waffled and unnecessary stOPPP. MAKE IT SHORT. OR JUST PUT IT AFTER THEIR INTERACTION IDFK)

- when the summary has me at the edge of my seat and the first few words of the fic has me vomiting

like DAMMIT. you HAD ME

i was SO EXCITED for this premise it’s intriguing and i was gonna read and!!!

your grammar is shit!! DAMMIT

#getting all detaily in first person?? ew #text post #rant #beeg rant #fanfic dealbreakers #fanfic icks #fanficks #!

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Oh that's. That's a lot of alcohol. I did not think soju had five times more alcohol than beer it makes much more sense now. Thank you ihavenotfallenyet, you answered probably one of the biggest questions I had about alcohol!

Yeah the out of order events was something that I also wasn't that happy about, though I had already grown a tolerance to it since a lot of mobile otome games with events also kind of have this issue. It would be better if the events remained in the order they are but there's not much we can do aside from reading the event progression in order beforehand. Hopefully any other event shifts won't be as jarring as RRG, and at least Artem and Vyn have their progression more or less intact for their fans. Better two of them have out of order progression than all of them.

Vyn's perception is absolutely maxed as high as he can get it. There's a friend of mine who always makes bards with +10 charisma, and Vyn has that but for his perception. He probably does the same in dnd honestly, someone has to save the team from falling for lies and getting themselves in trouble.

xfjdtd nice way to use low rolls to your advantage. The image of a bard trying to serenade everyone with a beautiful song, realising it's just an off day for them and immediately switching gears to singing badly on purpose to annoy everyone is the best thing I've ever heard.

🌌

ohhhh, i didnt know this happened in other otome games too!!! tot is the first otome game ive played EVER which is surprising to me since im such a sucker for cheesy romance kjsdbgjsd. yeah, it was only rlly marius' relationship progression that got messed up. luke was fine because he and mc are already close so nothing noticeable was a discrepancy. marius tho, i kept squinting during RRG like.....dude, u havent smirked at mc for 3 whole scenes, are you sick? do you need a nap? im worried KJBKJSBGS

VYN WOULD MAX OUT HIS WISDOM and maybe get his proficiency there too. maybe also intelligence, but i do also want him to have a proficiency in dexterity bcuz hes a nimble archer and equestrian. im p sure his constitution is squishy as fuck tho, no offense, vyn. of all the boys, u look like a strong gust of wind could blow u off into the horizon.

and also if in my maybe future tot dnd fic and the fic is where the team play dnd, im so conflicted bc i want vyn to have a character cuz thats so fun but also, of all of them, he'd be the type to want to be DM the MOST. dnd is inherently improvisational storytelling and no single player has all control, it's a grp thing, yep, but also vyn would still enjoy like, Knowing Things The Others Do Not. i think he'd love creating the premises and lore and backstory and whipping those out when absolutely perfect to make the others scream.

also, because this one exchange my campaign team had with our DM fits vyn very well. adapted to the nxx team, it'll go like

the team: youre such a great DM!! can WE give YOU inspiration points?

vyn: i am flattered but that is an unwise decision. since i would use that inspiration to kill you all

my character, skirmish, is a tiefling bard and theyre a fucking nightmare. to give you an image of them, in our latest session, they rolled performance (really high) to sing a song about how these two villains we apprehended were just such shit people

and of course i roleplayed singing the song because u gotta commit to the bit. the song went like

yoURe boTH such terRRRIIIIBBLLEEE PEOPLEEEE~ nobody liKES YOUUUU~ and noboDY EVER WILLLLLL~

the performance was so rousing, the locals of the town were invigorated in rage against the villains and started throwing fish guts at them

#vyn the overdramatic dm or vyn making a character that betrays so much of who he is. DECISIONS DECISIONS....#milkyway!anon #asks

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excelsi-or · 4 years

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just a little sweeter (pt. 5)

Hello lovely peopleeee~~ I took a week off of social media, because I wanted to write and do as much art as I could before I went back to school. I’d taken the summer semester off (and had been planning to for almost a year, COVID just really solidified the decision for me) and just started my second last semester yesterday. Guys. Online school sucks.

ANYWAY, for those who care, my original series that I’ve been working on is actually going pretty decent, which is surprising LOL. And I’d love to show you guys some original characters I made for a comic that I’d started during my semester break that I’m now reworking because characters started speaking to me. Now there seems to be some sort of coherent story.

BIPOC rec: Watch Black is King on Disney+ if you’ve got it. I know this came out ages ago, for people who think that album movies aren’t their thing, the afrobeat music, the costumes, the colouring, the lighting, all of it is so great.

w.c. 985 (floofy)

pt. 1; pt. 2; pt. 3; pt. 4

“I did what?”

After another day and a half of sleeping, Jihoon feels better. He’s having breakfast in the kitchen with Mingyu and Soonyoung.

“Well, you sort of just…” Soonyoung motions for Mingyu to stand up and then falls dramatically into the younger man’s arms.

Jihoon’s cheeks burn in embarrassment at a moment he can’t even remember. “Oh my god.”

“She seemed…” Soonyoung shrugs, “endeared.”

Jihoon buries his face in his hands. “Is Coups hyung home?” He picks up his bowl of cereal and doesn’t bother waiting for a response. He hurries up the steps to the dorm above, Soonyoung at his heels. He bangs on the door until Joshua opens it.

“You look better,” Joshua comments.

“Is Coups hyung awake?”

“Yeah, I—”

Jihoon stomps down the hallway to Seungcheol’s room, angrily eating cereal. He kicks at the door and then lets himself inside. Seungcheol was, in fact, not awake. He is now, if not very disoriented.

“What’s happening?”

“I made a huge fool of myself in front of her.”

Seungcheol’s brow furrows with his eyes closed. “What?”

Jihoon explains what had happened when he was ill, how she had invited him over, how he had been so incoherent that he did things that he wouldn’t have done.

Seungcheol runs his hands through his hair. “I told you asking her out wouldn’t make you burst into flames.”

“I didn’t ask her out,” Jihoon emphasizes. “I was sick and wound up at her place.”

“You know she’s interested in you. She took care of you when no one else could. I don’t see where the problem is. And you seem to like her too.” He runs a hand over his face, still trying to wake up. “If the way you’re acting is any indication.”

Jihoon groans and collapses onto the floor, chewing madly on his cereal.

Soonyoung, who is leaning against the doorway, exchanges looks with Seungcheol over Jihoon’s head. Soonyoung has expressed how he’s felt about Jihoon dating again. Seungcheol has argued that they can’t protect Jihoon forever.

“He has a child. He has a broken heart. It’s kinda inevitable that he’ll get hurt, but let’s let him see how he feels,” Seungcheol had said. “Jihoon isn’t ours forever. We have to share him.”

Finished with his cereal, Jihoon rolls onto his stomach. “I don’t even have her number. And I probably whined like a baby at her place.”

“Get dressed,” Seungcheol sighs. When Jihoon looks up at him, he continues, “And we’ll go to the café and you can ask her.”

“No. Definitely not.”

“Give me one good reason why you shouldn’t ask her out.”

Jihoon rolls his eyes. “Eunha.”

“You said Eunha liked her.”

“What? And that’s good enough for me to start dating someone? What if I start dating her and then we break up? What if Eunha gets attached?”

“She’s 1. She’s going to get attached to everyone hanging around you.” Seungcheol forces his eyes closed for a second. It’s too early for him to be doling out advice. They also have a long day ahead of them and he’s been rudely awakened. “Eunha’s happiness is always going to come first, but you deserve to be happy too.”

“But I don’t even know if she’s what makes me happy. What if it’s just that I like that she’s good with my daughter?”

“You won’t know if she’s making you happy until you go on a stupid date with her!” Seungcheol exclaims. Jihoon’s a genius, but dense as a rock.

And this is how Jihoon is dragged into the café, Soonyoung practically pushing him along from behind.

She looks up at the sound of the door opening and smiles. Her eyes seek Jihoon out first before addressing Seungcheol.

“You said you were going to take me for dessert after your last win,” she laughs. “I’m still waiting.”

Seungcheol chuckles. “I told you to tell me when you’re free.”

“And I told you that it’s so much easier if you just text me when you’re cool to go.”

Seungcheol sighs, a smile still on his face. “It’s been really busy lately.”

She smirks. “Well, when your busy schedule has time for me, then we’ll go, yeah?”

Seungcheol’s wide smile broadens even further. “Sure.” He orders himself a drink and fires through everyone else’s orders except for Jihoon’s. “You said you wanted to try something new today. So go ahead.” Seungcheol taps his card and drags Soonyoung to the other end of the café.

Jihoon stands there, staring at the menu. Her chuckle causes him to look at her.

“In the two months or so that I’ve known you, you’ve always gotten the same drink.”

Jihoon is about to deny that, but rolls his eyes instead. “They’re making me ask you out, but I’m not really sure how to do it.”

Her brow furrows, but she stands in front of him. “Not sure how to do it? Maybe just try asking me?”

Jihoon hums, his cheeks on fire. As blasé as he’s being, he’s still uncomfortable to ask something like this. “I… uh…”

A smile grows on her face as he stumbles through the question. When he finally gets to the end, she’s near laughing. Without makeup to cover his blush, his face has matched the pink of his ears. “Yes. I’ll go out with you.”

Jihoon pauses to process that answer. “You will.”

“Yeah. I didn’t hide how I felt about you.” She gauges his expression. “Unless I did and I definitely didn’t mean to do that.”

A small smile grows on his face. “Then I’ll have my usual.”

She chuckles and taps the counter top twice. “Coming right up.”

When the members leave the café to head to work, Seungcheol asks him if he finally got her number. Jihoon’s jaw drops in shock that he’d forgotten until he notices something on his cup.

Just ‘cause you didn’t ask. Here’s my number :)

#woozi imagines #woozi scenarios #woozi #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen #svt #lee jihoon scenarios #lee jihoon

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liaincursives · 4 years

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These feelings I got/Lucas’ season

master post/previous part (Friday 03:33)

Peopleeee. I just wanted to say thank you for everyone who is still reading this, I can’t believe it’s been already a month since I started writing this and I’m so grateful for everyone who is reading, this, especially since your reblogs normally make my day <3

Friday 21:53

The place the party took place in was huge and according to Noor, it had been the storage hall of some old company that artist now used to display their art in and on some days of the month, someone unknown set up parties that you could only access with a password. They had met in front of the building and were now running up the stairs, following Moyo who seemed to know this place better than anything in the entire world. “How can he be so motivated?” Lucas’ legs were burning, trying to keep up with the other ones without gasping for air, trying not to show how exhausted he was.

His whole admiration went to Noor as he was was passing by him, wearing heels but not even making the impression that she was struggling with the stairs. With relief, he saw that they had reached the top of of the building and a big open room with high walls opened up. Lucas could see big speakers on the walls and the walls were partly sprayed. People were dancing in the middle of the room, there was a bar on the side of the room and he spotted a roof terrace on the other end of the room. “How do you guys know this stuff?”

Lucas was stunned, trying to process all of the new impressions as a group of other teenagers, probably a bit older than them was joining them. “They are the reason we are here,” Robbe was looking at him as a well known white had appeared between the group and hugged pulled <robbe into a kiss. “It’s basically a hangout spot for all the art students,” Noor pointed at the wall and Lucas took a closer look at the art work, recognising Sander’s style in a few of them.

“This is sick, so it’s basically a big studio and a gallery and a club,” “We had a dance performance here too, the company doesn’t really care about the building but it’s still in pretty good shape,” Lucas was fascinated by the artwork and he couldn’t stop staring at the wall, looking at the mixture out of different styles and motives.

“Pretty impressive huh?” Sander was standing next to him, Robbe’s arms wrapped around his shoulders like he was a baby chimpanzee. “This one is the first thing I’ve ever sprayed,” Sander pointed at a red and blue flash that was surrounded by quotes that look like they were written with black sharpie. “It’s awesome baby,” Robbe kissed Sander, pulling him away from the group and they both disappeared in the mass of dancing people.

Lucas looked around and he saw Noor sitting on an old shelf, talking to another group of girls. “are you coming or do you want to stare at art the whole evening?” Moyo had appeared behind him and pointed towards the exit to the roof terrace. Lucas followed them and as they reached the outside of the building. The overview of Antwerp stunned him as him and the boys were sitting down on one of the stone blocks on the terrace. Jens made himself fall down next to Lucas and Moyo lit the joint Lucas had gave him earlier the evening. “Holy Fock this shit is actuallygood,” “Told you so”

He was standing a bit on the side of everything, listening to the beat of the music as someone grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the big hall. “What are you doing?” Lucas looked at Jens. “ I just didn’t get to see you alone and you have been looking pretty distracted the whole evening, not getting my signs so I thought I’d pull you away,” Jens smiled at him. Lucas looked down to the floor, feeling guilty for being distracted by his thoughts the whole evening. Something in this situation felt off but he couldn’t think about it anymore. Jens did seem to notice that something was going on in Lucas’ head.

“What’s wrong?” Lucas just shook his head. “Nothing, it’s just crazy what has been happening in the last weeks,” Lucas threw a nervous gaze around them, seeing that they were the only ones in the hallway. “Hey, there are barely people who know how to get here okay. We’re alone, if that’s what’s…” Jens didn’t got to finish the sentence since he got grabbed on his collar as Lucas was pulling him closer to him. Jens seemed to be a bit surprised by that move but he didn’t seem to bother about it as he leaned into a kiss, “Okay then”

#tfig #lucas van der heijden #van der stoffels #vds #skam nl #skam dutch #wtfock

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allthejcdi · 4 years

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whaDdup my name’s emmie i’m twenty and i never fucking learned how to post an intro on time anyway here’s rey gjirekflsd

hI PRETTY PEOPLEEEE. ok y’all know the tea on rey but short recap:

tfa: not a jedi, hates kyle ron

tlj: almost a jedi; hearteyes af for bean solo

tros: full ass jedi; would die for bean solo

that’s liek,...,.. basically it, y’all know the rest of the tea. buT here’s some more tidbits about where she’s at mentally rn !!!

this bicth is I S O L A T E D. y’all saw the ending of the film, she’s on tatooine w bb-8 and alone ( again ) and this ending was bullshit hahahaha so i’m here to change it but ya that’s canon so let me start w that then fix her later

misses bean. like....,,,, a lot al ot. literally never loved anyone else as much as she loved him so it hurts ( reylo 4 life )

is kinda closed off to most ppl as of the current moment but prob wont take long to become her normal puppy loving self once all her loved ones come back ;’)))

her mission rn is to find more who are force sensitive and try to pass on the ways of the jedi in case dark side ever returns ( spoiler alert: it will )

being a typical emo teenage girl when her boyfriend leaves her; sad and secluded af

this girl is also gna big Love naboo !!!! like p soon catch her wearing pretty dresses and pickign flowers ok

is pure but is stressed and traumatized following everything that happened from tfa to tros hah

just needs love come love her ( but i also love a good and fresh enemy plot so *eyes emoji* )

come plot !!!! <3333

#forceintro #latE af

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cookkoo · 6 years

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How to survive Inktober (and any other daily drawing challenge I guess)

It's a slow afternoon so I decided to pep talk myself a bit 😂

[LONG POST WARNING ]

Disclaimer: It's personal opinion, so if any of this is not working for you then it's ok. Just find a different methof that works best for you. First of, here is my history with daily drawing challenge 2010: 30 days drawing challenge (29/30) 2013: OTP challenge (5?6?/30) 2016: Bergen doodle (31/31) Inktober (28/31) 2017: Inktober (27/31) <--Granted I started on day5 and did it all the way to day31 2018: IG Inktober + Persona5 Inktober (so far so good) ******* Well, at least I sticked to most of them lol, not complete but not too shabby. Anyway, here are some thoughts about inktober/daily drawing challenge in general 1.) Having friend(s) doing it with you helps a lot, in my case it's because of pride lol. 1.1) that being said, not all of your friends gonna complete the challenge. Don't let it get over you. At the end of the day it's your own challenge. 1.2) but I'd say following many artists almost give you the same effect. It's just fun seeing other people's interpretations and amazing arts. 2.) Busy or not, it's still draining to draw everyday. Ok, I do draw everyday, but not with the mindset that I have to make it nice, presentable (and be a smartass to make it interesting). Being busy, of course, make things worse. But trust me, I couldn't even do the OTP I challenge for one week, and I was on winter break that time. 3.) Prompt is a blessing as much as a curse. If you having trouble coming up with ideas, or being lazy (like me), or love to take challenge then go for it. But prompt is not absolute. There will be a few prompts that you either have absolutely no idea what to draw, or just hate it. It's fine. Just ignore that prompt and do something you like. Come up with your own idea, mix it up with different prompt, etc. 3.1) Being stubborn with prompt is freaking draining. You might managed to come up with one (from hours or days of thinking and staring at a blank paper), but it affect your metality. And it's kinda reason why you burn out. 4.) This is obvious but you gotta do what you are interested in. Come up with theme, or different approach to do the challenge (accordian style, drawing with brush only etc) will keep your passion to continue. But don't pressure yourself too hards. Daily challenge suppose to be fun not chores. If it's not working or you don't feel like it then just skip it :v 5.) Drawing everyday =/= come up with idea for one per day. Likeeee do it in bulk if you have time peopleeee. Sketch dump all the ideas for the whole freaking prompt list if you can. Don't be like me who stared blankly at the paper everyday, thinking about what to draw for that very day. Especially if you are busy and you don't have energy by the end of the day. It's so much easier to just have the idea ready, and when you got home you can just start witout wasting extra energy. (I'm doing two sets this year, and so far this is the least burn out year I have been doing) Hint: I just think about what to draw while commuting to work, and jotted the ideas down later. 5.1) From the point above, it doesn't even need to ba fancy. Most of my ideas rn are in words so I have general idea with what to draw. Use thumbnail if it's easier to visualized but basically just record it so that you don't forget. 6.) It's ok to have bad day and end up with bad art (in your pov anyway, most ppl won't notice it). You have to freaking draw everyday, and people understand if it's not a whole perfect month. 7.) Also it's not an obligation to draw everyday. If life happens, if you need sleep then go for it. Put yourself before the challenge. It's good to complete the challenge but not so great if your body or mentality crashed along the way. 8.) SLEEP. Please sleep. Exhaustion fogs your mind and make you work slower. Spoiler, I'm horrible at this lmao. 9.) Have fun. Seriously though, the whole point of daily challenge is to have fun while improving your skill. If it's become chores then that destroy the whole purpose of the challenge. Give yourself a break! It's ok to rest and search your love/passion/desire to draw again. (Because if you keep pushing and end up burning out then it takes so much longer to recover.) Hoo boi that's freaking long. If you finish reading the whole thing then congrats! We can go throught this together! <3

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someonetoldmeee · 6 years

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BrightSide Pt. 2

Hey again! So finally Reader has moved to the BH house with all the characters and is about to see her father aka Black Hat. It's been years ever since the two family members had seen each other~ Let us continue! Also, I am writing through a computer so it might be seemed weird. Anyways, let us begin with this story: Brightside chapter 2, XD also (W/N) means the wrong name but almost sounds familiar.

(G/N) means girl name!

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Third POV

The greatest at being the evilest demon, Black Hat had just gotten one of his self-portraits smashed through him. His face with extreme shocked towards one person. This person is one of the greatest heroes alive who is also a secret, this is (Y/N) who was gritting her teeth, her breathing rapid while her anger was slowly rising more. Another person who was in in the hall was a mad scientist, Dr.Flug Slys, he happens to just stand in a frighten yet shocked position.

"YOU ASSHOLE!" Shouted (Y/N). Her hands as fist and face glaring at Black Hat.

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE AND WHO ARE YOU!?" Black Hat shouted back ready to put this random person in a black hole. He took off the portrait and threw it somewhere in the hall, not caring about it at the moment.

"I am unfortunately your daughter."She said. (Y/N) took a deep breath and calmed down. After all, if her anger grew more than she wouldn't be able to control her power.

"S-sir, she's t-the child that you have in o-one portrait," Dr.Flug said with his index finger up.

"We have a portrait like that?!" Black Hat said.

"Doesn't even know about his own home...." Whispered the (H/C) hair girl.

Black Hat then stared back at the mumbling girl and squinted his eyes."(W/N)?"

"Bloody Hell you git, it's (Y/N)."She replied crossing her arms.

"Tch, whatever. I am much tired, so I won't deal with this. Now go!"As Black Hat was about to enter a portal that seemed to be his room until a tug stopped him. For just a short second this reminded him of something but then, it was gone.

"Wait! I need a place to stay!"

"So? This does not concern me."

"Yes, it does! I am your kid therefore by the law you need to let me stay!"

"What about your mother? Go to her for all I care!"

He felt the grip on his tailcoat harden.

With an apathetic voice, she replied "...Dead..."

The hall silenced. Dr.Flug awkwardly put his hands together, as the rain began to fall, making droplets on the window. The noise cutting the silence.

"Sir, I-I think it is b-best if she s-stays. B-esides, she does know our location, people might have seen her walking here or even worse, a hero. They could take advantage of her."Dr.Flug started to sweat slightly, hoping that he did not just get his death wish granted.

(Y/N) let go of Black Hat's tailcoat as she senses that he agreed with Dr.Flug. Black Hat turned around and sigh, it sounded like a mix of a growl. Black Hat's right hand went to his face, to express his irritation. He looked towards his daughter.

He pointed at her while."You better be useful or el-"

"Oh, I am very useful. I am skilled at anything you give me, if you stayed in my life as a kid you would've been well informed about my intelligence, sir."(Y/N) said while smirking a bit.

"Cheeky brat..."Black Hat stared back at Dr.Flug who flinched at this, Black Hat pointed at him now. "You!"

"Y-yes, sir?"Dr.Flug responded.

"You will take care of this brat. You will see if she is truthfully of any use."Black Hat said, then enter his portal.

Dr.Flug and (Y/N) looked at each other for a moment."Is he always an asshole?"

"Uh, yes."Dr.Flug responded. Then checked the time. "It is currently about to be eleven PM, would you want me to cut the tour short seeing as you might have school tomorrow?"He offered.

"Oh, sugar honey ice tea! Lead the doc!"(Y/N) smiled.

Dr.Flug nodded. While walking I started a conversation.

Time Skip- (Y/N)'s room Morning

7:10 AM

Third POV

The sun had risen, and soon the alarm sound was heard by a certain (H/C) head girl. Her hand lifted her blanket to the side while she stood up, then did her bed wishing inside her mind that she'd be able to go back to bed. But High School awaits her. (Y/N) began her daily routine in the new home. While drying herself off she could hear every once in a bit what others were doing. After everything was done (Y/N) grabbed her bag and her phone along with earbuds then went out of the almost empty room.

Gonna have to take the trainnnn.............Oh nuuuuuuuahhhhh, there's going to be too many peopleeee....

While the young girl complains in her mind, Dr.Flug catches her figure at the corner of her eye. As he held a box he turned towards (Y/N) with his index up.

"H-hey, (Y/N)!"He spoke up.

(Y/N) didn't hear.

I did my homework, right? Um, yes and no. Problem #18 isn't done.

"(Y/N)!"

Oh, I didn't have time since I was fighting Illumineye...GURL MISTA FLUGGG TALKIN' TO YAH!!!

"Dr.Flug is talking to me?"

"Yes, I am."The scientist responded.

"Oh! Shoot sorry, Doc! How may I assist you?"(Y/N) said while her blush grew.

"Black Hat had demanded me to tell you to not to bring any disturbances."Dr.Flug looked straight about to walk away.

"L-like friends?"

Dr.Flug turned his head to (Y/N)."Yes."

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