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licorice-tea · 2 months
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You’re An Angel When You Sleep
Pairing: Trafalgar Law x reader
Content: angst, drowning, a little “off-screen” violence, hurt/comfort, near death experience
Word Count: 1.5k
A/N: literally wrote this in between classes so hopefully it doesn’t feel too rushed! not edited super closely yet, the grammar might be a little off. inspired by the song “Around The Bend” by Pearl Jam, specifically the last verse <3
Edited 2/28/24
Law is sinking, and there’s nothing he can do.
People call it “The Curse of The Sea.” They say that “she” turns her back on you when you eat a devil fruit. It’s simply the price to pay for such immense power.
And he has never had to worry about it before. His devil fruit ability affords him the security of being to prevent trips into the ocean. Not that he ever would fall- Law is far too careful a man- but he has plenty of crewmates and friends/allies that could somehow knock him overboard.
How sickening, that the first time it actually happened was at the hands of an enemy. And how disappointing, that it had only happened because of his own pride. A foolish disregard of taking caution while standing close to the railing on the enemy ship, when one of his opponent’s underlings threw something that didn’t even really hurt, but sent him overboard. In the midst of a battle where everyone was expected to hold their own- Law could expect no help as he plunged into icy waters.
It’s cold enough as it is, and his curse does nothing to help. He tries his hardest to stay conscious- perhaps he can still use his power if he thinks hard enough. People awaken their devil fruits all the time, so there’s no reason why he can’t do it now. But, no matter how badly he wants to simply teleport back to the deck of the ship, he can’t. The feeling of impending doom only serves to weaken his resolve, and soon enough Law is unwillingly giving up and giving in to the sea.
He’s about 10-12 meters down now. The weight of the water makes it feel nearly impossible to hold his breath for longer, so he lets out an exhale ever so slowly.
But no one is coming, and it’s time to accept his fate. “This is it,” he thinks, “just another pirate lost to the sea. That’s how it ends for me.”
He takes a moment to reflect on life up until now. So much pain and suffering, but in the end he just can’t stop remembering what little good there has been. His crew, who, no matter how much they bothered him, were his family. His blood family and Corazon, who he hopes to see again soon if there is any sort of afterlife. Then there’s you- with your uncanny ability to make him smile and laugh, your clever personality and friendly nature, all your strength and intelligence, and seemingly unwavering good morals. Law feels he barely deserves to have known you in this life, let alone fall in love with you as he has. Which is why he never shared his feelings with you or anyone, in all the time you’d been on his crew. Before this moment, he’d at least had the comfort of knowing there would always be the future, and therefore more time to open up to you figure out his feelings.
“How foolish.”
Law is just about to close his eyes- at least then it might be a more peaceful demise- when there’s a splash that breaks the surface of the waves. His eyes shoot wide open as he tries to figure out what it is, as it’s rather difficult to see clearly with his vision blurring and on the verge of losing consciousness.
All he can be sure of is that it’s a person. The light from above the waves surrounds their silhouette giving them an angelic halo, but simultaneously blocking out all their features from his view.
Law wonders, “Are you here to seal my fate? To ensure I don’t find some way out of this?” If he could, he’d ask that they do it quickly. Still, that painfully hopeful little part of his mind can’t help but come out in what are more than likely his last moments alive. “Or, are you here to save me? Are you gonna give me a second third chance at this? I don’t deserve it, but I will accept it. I’ll use it to do more; work harder, fulfill every goal. Confess to y/n.”
And that hopeful streak seems to take over his body as he uses his last iota of strength to reach upwards. Law’s angel continues swimming downward, but he can’t hold his breath long enough to see them reaching out to him, too.
His last thought is of you. He swears he can see your face on this mystery person as they get closer; your pretty eyes and lips, your hair swirling around your form underwater. Could it actually be… No, he doubts you’d even seen him falling overboard. But maybe he’s already dead, and you really are an angel. Law doesn’t get the chance to fully consider either reality though, as he finally blacks out.
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“Gimme gimme gimme… a man after midnight…”
This is how Law taught you to do CPR on someone whose heart had stopped. Years ago, when you were struggling with keeping count of 100-120 beats per minute, he told you to “think of a song with the same count.” Most everyone’s go-to CPR song is “Stayin’ Alive.” But, you prefer the classic ABBA song. You pause every 30 compressions to administer 2 breaths, and as you remove your lips from his, a thought crosses your mind. “He looks so peaceful like this.” And even while unconscious, he’s handsome… angelic, even. Nevertheless, you’d much rather have an alive and annoyed looking Law than a dead and calm one.
“Is there a soul out there… Someone to hear my-”
Law coughs suddenly, and shoots up into a sitting position, gasping for breath.
“Law!” You throw your arms around his neck, nearly knocking the man back over.
And though he’s still catching his breath and coming to his senses, he lets you, and puts an arm around your back. “Y/n,” another cough, “what happened?”
You release him (much to his disappointment) and explain how the fight had ended soon after the crew lost sight of him; their captain. And, while the others quickly overtook the enemies, you dove overboard where you’d last seen him. It was pure luck, though guided by your intuition, that you found Law beneath the surface.
“Then I swam over here-“
“Which is where?”
You nod in the direction behind him. “Just around the bend from the harbor. The Polar Tang and the enemy’s ship can be seen from there, so I thought it’d be best to hide while you…”
“While I was dying.”
“Don’t say it like that,” you scold him with a frown, “you’re alive.”
“But I could have died.” Law says with very little pride. He sounds a little out of it, which makes sense considering the circumstances. “I could have died, and you saved me.”
“Well, any one of us would’ve, Captain-“
“Thank you, y/n.”
You shake your head bashfully. “It was no problem, really.” That’s a lie, and you both know it. The water in this part of the ocean is freezing, but through some incredible resolve that you hadn’t been aware of before, you pushed through it. For him. “So… We should get back to the fight, yeah?”
You move to stand up from your place on your knees, but Law stops you. With his hand on your shoulder, he pulls you back down to his side. “You said the fight is over?”
“Mhm.”
“Then let’s just… stay here, for a moment.”
He leans toward you hesitantly, though you’re not sure if it’s because he feels weak or he just wants you to hold him again. Either way, you wrap your arms around him and rest your chin on his shoulder. You hold onto each other with gentle force, and you feel him exhale deeply.
“I need to tell you something.” Law mutters.
You pull back enough to see his face. “Right now? Can’t it wait, Law-“
“I can’t want any longer.” And he really can’t. He’d tell you about how he had mistaken you for a living, breathing angel another time. For now, he just needs to fulfill his promise to said angel (to you?), and confess his love for you.
“Ok… What is it?”
Law is very straightforward as he says it. “I’m in love with you.” And he makes it impossibly hard to return to the battle when he asks that you never leave him in this life, like so many others have. Which you promise not to, of course, though it’s not exactly your decision. You tell him that you love him too, and in turn demand that he doesn’t die on you, either. Law nods against you.
The two of you stay there a while longer, in each other’s arms around the bend.
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bekkathyst · 12 days
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voxofthevoid · 18 days
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Omg Vox I am so happy to find you on tumblr!
Holy smokes! 'the way it follows you home, the stories i never told' is my fav!
Are there any plans on writing an Omake/Deleted Scene/Sequel/Side Story/Companion piece on this scene? Making the suggestion a reality?
“So much for not making you come,” Gojou says, tone deceptively mild. “This isn’t on Yuuji though. Where’s all your lauded stamina, kid?”
“F’k you,” Satoru slurs.
“You couldn’t handle me, sweetheart.” Gojou pulls harder at his hair, forcing his neck into an uncomfortable arch,...
This scene is so hot!!!!!!! If not, that's ok! I'm enjoying the fantasy regardless!
Bye!🙈
Hello! Thank youuuu 🥰
I don't have any plans to further expand on that specific scene or fic, but I am an ardent fan of interdimensional/intertemporal selfcest ft. my main ship, so I've got other ideas featuring various combinations of multiple Gojous and Yuujis. So if you want to see some of my (rather explicit) notes for adult!Gojou fucking teen!Gojou, it's under the cut!
Premise:
Ambiguous Future AU where everyone's alive and nothing hurts. Yuuji's in his second year, maybe third. Freshly a god teen!Gojou pops into existence, sees goyuu is a thing and decides to monopolize Yuuji to mess with his older self, trips into genuine affection like a fool, and continues the monopoly, until adult!Gojou snaps and goes, if you're that desperate for dick, I'll give you some. Yuuji walks in on Satoru fucking impaled on Gojou's dick and enthusiastically joins in. Satoru is both turned on and betrayed, right until the double penetration kills his higher brain functions.
Some details:
Be warned that these are straight from my horny-fueled outline, so they're pretty rough notes:
Satoru’s antics from first spotting something between Gojou and Yuuji to Gojou snapping and bullying his way into Satoru’s ass.
Yuuji announcing his return to Gojou’s house: "Satoru-san, I’m home." Satoru freaks out, asks what he’s doing there, tries to wriggle off Gojou’s dick; unsuccessful. Yuuji comes in, freezes for a good few seconds, and Satoru blurts out something like "I can explain." Position: Gojou sitting on the edge of the bed with Satoru’s back to his chest, cock fully buried. Hands on his chest, plucking at the nipples.
Yuuji unfreezes to say “Satoru-san, what do you think you’re doing” and the tone is just complete exasperation. Satoru.exe stops working. Gojou’s just amused. Yuuji casually walking closer: “Did he bully you into this, Satoru-senpai? You look a little bullied.” Satoru.exe still isn’t working. Yuuji kisses him. That does not help. After, Gojou whining about Yuuji kissing Satoru first, and Yuuji casually bracing himself on Satoru’s chest/shoulders to lean in and ask Gojou whether he deserves a kiss after pulling something like this + “You didn’t even wait for me!” Gojou says he wouldn’t have had to go this far if Yuuji had just dragged Satoru to their bed when he started being a brat, but no, he was all about respect and restraint—“You’d think you’d know to handle me at this point.” Yuuji just says he doesn’t think Gojou’s handling it all that well either. He does kiss him though. Satoru’s 6E letting him see the easy and confidence of it crystal clear—Yuuji’s hand on Satoru’s jaw, thumb dipping into his mouth with his tongue; the bite that makes Gojou’s cock twitch inside Satoru. Satoru finally snaps out of it and asks what the hell is going on.
Yuuji kisses Satoru again. Then Gojou takes over. Yuuji really appreciates the show. Work up to Gojou offering Satoru to Yuuji: Gojou pulling his cock out and spreading Satoru open—not just his legs but his hole too. Satoru's protesting but the words dry out when he sees the way Yuuji's looking at his ass. Gojou asking if Yuuji wants to have a go—he doesn't mind it's sloppy seconds, does he? Yuuji very much doesn't, dipping in a couple of fingers to pretty much just grope Satoru inside, and if shouldn't feel like anything with how open he is from Gojou's dick, but Satoru feels like he's dying anyway. Yuuji takes his fingers out and says not yet, settles in for a show.
There's a hell of a lot more; I wasn't kidding about the double penetration.
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virgothozul · 2 years
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rxsehearts · 5 months
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Ah i totally get it! (I meant romantically thou ofc but im glad youre setting boundaries!!)
And youre so right i was so stupefied when i saw the colour schemes and designs for alot of the characters because !! Wow!! Theyre very diverse in a way you dotn see very often in games, let alone an 'anime' — esque one. I swear each time i see art of the twst boys on an img site im like how are they so effortlessly pretty?? 😭
I cant wait to see what you have in store for fellow honest! Im on the eng server so im not very sure about what happens on the JP server, he does seem pretty cool, design wise.
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thank you for understanding, i have zero interest in writing any of the characters that aren’t over eighteen romantically unless they’re in my future fic though since i do have romantic ships there. also let me know if you’d like a specific anon name since you’re becoming a regular!
a lot of games really don’t diversify their cast, which is truly unfortunate. you have a fantasy setting where you can create the lore and world and you’re telling me they all look the same cut and paste? a breath of fresh air the way each model also has subtle things that characterize them, like unbuttoned uniform, or the way they wear goggles. art of the twst characters makes me go down on my knees i adore artists, especially rollo artists. there’s certain limits you can do with your models in game, especially when it comes to things like perspective, so being able to visualize scenes through cards and artists with their own take on realistic proportions or even their quirky stylizations within their art is always such a treat.
fellow has such an amazing design, i’m just waiting to binge all of ekala’s, a youtube channel that translates, translations when having a bit of free time. so far seen a few art spoilers and what the fuck is happening there, but fellow looks sexy so it’s okay if he’s a bad person, maybe i’ll even be the first to write fellow x reader porn.
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woundedheartwithin · 1 year
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All right, folks, my ko-fi shop is set up and ready to go!  I’m still uploading products, so if you don’t see your favorite double exposure, be sure to check back later!
You can also tip me if you like my writing, my virtual photography, or just wanna help me out in general!  I’m thinking about opening commissions on my double exposures and virtual photography only, but we’ll see how the shop does first.  If that’s something you’d like to see in the future, please don’t hesitate to drop me a message.  In the meantime, if there’s any particular game you’d like to see, or any specific images from my virtual photography tag you’d be interested in purchasing a print of, feel free to let me know!
I’ll post a breakdown of why I price the way that I do under the cut, if that’s something you’re interested in seeing.  I know a lot of folks want to see exactly what they’re paying for!
So why $20?  I price all of my prints this way so that shipping is always free!  I use WHCC to fulfill all of my print orders because they can do a much better job of printing and packaging a perfect product for you than I ever could.  This ensures that the process is as efficient and cost effective as possible, and you get a beautiful, professional quality print delivered straight to your door in packaging that will keep it safe and protected.  This also ensures the lowest possible cost of shipping internationally.  They’re also just wonderful folks in general, and their customer service is second to none, not to mention the print quality is absolutely stunning, so I trust them completely with handling your orders!  Of course, if there is an issue, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me, and I will take care of it for you.
Drop shipping through WHCC has a flat rate of $7.95 in the U.S., and $7.95 international shipping plus additional possible fees depending on the country, though none of the countries I entered into the USPS shipping calculator had any additional fees.  USPS international shipping is actually very reasonable, and because you will be getting a flat envelope, standard postage rates typically apply.  I’ve also been using USPS international shipping for years with my goat halter business, and have never seen any exorbitant rates come through on any of my orders.  
Additionally, the cost of printing your 8x10 luster print (semi-gloss) is $2.75, bringing the total overhead cost to $10.70.  Given that most of my double exposures take a minimum of three hours to complete, not including time spent in game capturing the images used in each edit, that brings my hourly compensation to $3.10, give or take, for a total profit of $9.30.  I don’t include time spent in game because, well, I’m playing a video game!  I enter photomode as the spirit moves me, often with no real idea in mind for a potential double exposure.  Usually I just stop and say something like, “Oh wow, that’s neat,” and then spend half an hour taking pictures.  It’s fun for me, and I enjoy it immensely, and that’s payment enough for that part of the process.
By and large, I consider each of my double exposures a labor of love, and I do them because I enjoy them and I want them to exist.  But, to be perfectly frank, I could use the extra income for my medical bills, so I decided maybe a print shop wouldn’t be such a bad idea, since so many folks were interested in them on Twitter.  Admittedly, I haven’t had much luck with selling my prints with my other shop, so even though I will be making less in terms of profit with ko-fi, it does seem to be a more user friendly option.  The other shop is still open if you’d prefer to purchase from there, though the shipping is not free (which I think might be some folks’ issue with it).  
Either way, thanks so much for reading and for supporting me!
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kukuandkookie · 1 year
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All right it’s not exactly like I can host a poll on Tumblr, but since this is meant to be a Christmas gift to my followers, I can at least make an attempt at gauging interest!
We’re cutting it a bit close now, but it’s finally the holidays for me (although I still have a lot of marking to do), and I want to try and write an SVSSS ship I’ve never written before as a thank you to those who’ve supported me. ♥️
I’ve gathered some suggestions and compiled them here, so if any of these (as a quick one-shot in “my style”—whatever that may mean lol) sounds intriguing to you, let me know!
Mingling (LMY/SHL)
Bingxiao (LBH/GYX)
Liushen (LQG/SY!SQQ)
Gongzhi (GYX/ZZL)
Scumplane (SJ!SQQ/SQH)
Something NYY-centric (maybe no ship, maybe with a ship—if the latter, I might do GYX/NYY or NYY/MF~)
Liujiu (LQG/SJ!SQQ)
As you can see, there’s no Bingqiu, Bingjiu, Moshang, or Qijiu because I’ve already written fics centred around them specifically asjakfl. 🙈
If you have any other ships you’d like to see, you can also feel free to let me know~ I can’t guarantee I’ll get them done for Christmas obviously, but it could be fun to keep them in mind for the future! Even if I’m someone who obviously has their own favourite subjects to write (*cough cough* Bingqiu and/or Bing-ge *cough*), I wouldn’t mind considering other possibilities~
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forcewilled · 2 years
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All starter calls and ic asks are for mutuals only unless stated otherwise, but you are more than welcome to talk to me ooc always! 
I am 21+ and Qui-Gonn is well-over, so NSFW may happen on this blog. It will be tagged as such 
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I do not ship QuiObi. It makes me personally squicked and it will never appear on this blog. As for any other ship, it all depends on chemistry, though I play Qui-Gon as generally greyace/aro. I do ship Qui-Tahl
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the-badger-mole · 3 years
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So there's definitely the traits about Aang you don't like. If you had the chance, how would you have gone about making sure Aang got called out??
Any other changes about other aspects of the show that you would have done??
OOHHH!!!! There is SO much I would have changed.
Starting with Aang:
Aang should have been called out about not helping Katara with the chores. One of the lessons he should have learned on Kyoshi should have been importance of not leaving one team member to do all of the work (Sokka should have been taught this lesson, too, of course, but at least he was learning other lessons about respect for women in particular). I'm not asking for Aang to face consequences for the sake of making him miserable (although...). What I really want is for him to consider people other than himself in a way that actually leaves a mark on his character and doesn't just make his superficial reputation better.
In Bato of the Water Tribe, he should have been taken more to task over his selfishness in hiding Hakoda's letter. I feel like the danger he put Hakoda's mission in with that bone-headed move gets overlooked in favor of his sadness about the possibility of his friends wanting to take a detour to see their father. Aang gets half an apology for that, but only half an apology, and not to Katara- the one he's supposed to have a romance (???) with.
He should have been called out for lying his way out of actually solving the problem in "The Great Divide". Yes, it was a tough problem, but he's going to have to solve even harder ones as the Avatar. Not even lightly chiding him for taking the easy way out doesn't bode well for how well he's going to do at his job in the future.
The fact that he was instrumental in the deaths of several Fire Nation soldiers in the Siege of the North should have been the beginning of his understanding of what he's expected to do to end this war that's been going on for a hundred years. He should feel some guilt over the war that's been going on for a hundred years. Even if ultimately he's not centrally to blame for either, neither could have happened without him making the decisions he made. I can understand it not occurring to Aang on his own that he played a part in (lets be honest) millions of deaths, but it should have dawned on him through context clues what the world- what his friends!- expected of him. He should have been looking for a non-lethal solution to the Ozai problem from the beginning of Book 2 at the latest! The way his reluctance to kill Ozai plays out in the show makes Aang look inexcusably stupid, unbelievably short-sighted, and dangerously selfish.
He should have been brought to task for how he treated his friends- especially Toph- in the desert. Yes, it's understandable that he was upset about losing Appa, but he took his anger out on his friends. That's not ok. He should have apologized. We should have seen him apologize. It wasn't Toph's fault Appa was taken. She didn't deserve that.
Katara should have had more of a voice in her relationship with Aang. He forced kisses on her twice, and aside from avoiding talking to him about feelings, Katara doesn't get to tell him how she actually feels about him, about them, about the fact that he doesn't respect her enough to talk to her about how he felt before he even thought about trying to kiss her. I hate Kataang, and there is no version of that ship that I would actually like (at it's best it's boring), HOWEVER, there is a version of Kataang that could have been less infuriating, and it's the version where Aang realizes how selfish he's been with Katara and apologizes, and then actually puts in the work to be more respectful of her. Not to get the reward of her affection for doing something he should have been doing in the first place (*ahembrykeahem*), but because he actually sees the error of his ways and his need to change for himself. Then maybe, after Aang had put in actual work on himself, maybe his "romance" with Katara could have worked, and Katara would have actually had a chance to thrive after getting with him.
The war should have had more of an impact on Aang. As the Avatar, he should have seen more people suffering under the Fire Nation's campaign of imperialism. Sure he sees refugees and even spends a couple of days getting to know a pregnant lady, but it never seems like he makes the connection between the abstract evil of the war and the real world suffering it caused. It never seems to sink in for him how bad things are. Like not even for his friends. Not even for Katara specifically, the girl he allegedly loves.
There are more things I would have changed about Aang, but this is already long, so moving on!
As for the rest of the show:
I would have spent less time on Aang and his feelings and done more with the world building. There is a ridiculously small amount of time dedicated to the Water Tribe cultures. Most of Book 1: Water is spent in the Earth kingdom! Why??? Most of the main cast is from the Southern Water Tribe! Then there's the question of the Air Nomads. A total annihilation of a people group is incredibly unlikely. Closer to impossible. It hasn't even happened in our world, and the European colonist had raised murder and genocide to an art form. You mean to tell me that not only did the Fire Nation manage to murder millions of people to complete extinction, they did it in a day? Seriously??? I'm not buying it.
Speaking of the Air Nomads, even if they decided not have any other air benders in the show (but seriously, why not?), there was no reason not to explore their culture a little more. There could have been history texts in those temples they visited. Aang could have discovered some scrolls on defensive air bending forms. Guru Pathik could have been less racist given more time to explain at least a bit of the nuance of Air Nomad culture and philosophy. Aang has a 12 year old's understanding of Air Nomad culture and philosophy. What could you tell anyone about your culture or your religious beliefs at 12? Maybe you'd absorbed a lot by then, but to be able to accurately explain either to someone who didn't already know? Well, we get the bulk of Air Nomad philosophy from Aang- the kid who couldn't even acknowledge that his own people had killed in self-defense.
Toph, Sokka, Suki, and, yes Katara should have been given more development and had more care shown to their inner workings. Aang and Zuko have way more time devoted to them (though the time spent on Zuko had more plot impact than Aang's). The other members of the Gaang deserved more shine, too. Especially Toph.
Obviously, I think Katara and Zuko should have ended up together, but I've written so much about that, so I'm going to end this here, because it's late and I still need to get ready for bed.
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Your character is definitely a fan favorite, what has playing him taught you? Michael Vlamis: It’s taught me that I am enough. I believe, as an actor or any type of artist, you cannot reach your full potential until you’re able to fully expose yourself. When I first started acting, I always tried to be what I thought the character was or what the writers wanted. Now, I understand that I do not have to be anything other than myself. That doesn’t mean I don’t morph from character to character, but it does mean that I am fully comfortable exposing myself through each character. What feels right for me under the given circumstances of each character, is right– for me. And that’s a beautiful feeling.
What does the fan response to Michael mean to you and is there something you hope fans learn from him? The fan response has taught me that all the work, struggle, and adversity I faced to get to the point where I got to play Michael Guerin, was worth it. While, yes, the fan response is based off great writing, directing, and leadership from our showrunner, Chris Hollier, it also has to do a lot with what I put into it and that is such a rewarding feeling. If fans learn anything from my character, I hope it’s that it’s okay to be yourself. We all struggle, we all have our doubts, we all feel small sometimes, but hey, that’s okay. You just gotta embrace yourself and keep doing your best. Guerin is a mess at times, but he never gives up and that’s most important.
You’re also part of a fan favorite ship, what is your personal favorite aspect of Malex? Tyler Blackburn. He’s a gem. Working with him is everything. He makes my job so much easier. Malex stands for hope in my eyes and for not being afraid to let the world know who you are. I’m so proud of the fact that we inspire so many people out there to be themselves and honest with their loved ones.
What did you enjoy most about getting to do a time jump in season three? Pretending Covid was over! Ha, I’m kind of kidding, but at the same time, it was so nice to go to work and exist in a world where Covid was over. Obviously, when they yell cut, it’s back on, but for those few minutes the camera is rolling, everything was normal. Okay, not normal, but you get it.
Which of Michael’s relationships are your personal favorites? Are there any dynamic you’d like to explore further for him? Tyler, of course, but I also love his relationship with Lily and Jeanine. I’ve always gravitated towards strong women and there aren’t many more badass than those two. I feel loved, supported, and challenged when I work with them.
When you look back at filming season three, is there a specific memory that stands out to you as a really special moment? Maybe the final two episodes. The show put me through the wringer, I got my ass kicked. Guerin loves getting his ass kicked, haha! When you’re on set for 14 hours getting tossed all over the place, you look around and think, “How did I get here?” How did I get this wonderful opportunity to do what I love? And that feeling, makes you want to get up and get tossed again or in my case, stabbed or stapled again, ha! The hard work is all worth it when you think about what it took to get to where you are.
What can you tease in regards to season four? Michael Guerin learns more about his home planet and he absolutely loves every second of it.
What was your reaction when you found out the storyline or read the scripts for the fourth season? I was excited to welcome some new characters! The latest character additions are really adding to Michael’s desire to discover who he truly is and where he comes from.
Are there any dream storylines you have for Michael that you’d love to see done on the show in the future? Honestly, no. Michael Guerin gets all the storylines! I think back on one of my favorite films, GOOD WILL HUNTING, and how Mat Damon’s character was so layered and got to do it all. I feel that way for Guerin. I’m very lucky.
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Rating: T
Summary: When Henry goes to rush out the door without his coat, Emma doesn't think anything of the old saying that tumbles from her lips, until her pirate suggests it shouldn't be said quite the way she just said it.
Length: ~1300 words
Notes: A little canon compliant fluff with some mentions of their pasts. 
Thanks to @ultraluckycatnd​ for betaing this fic for me. I actually wrote it while I was on holiday with my mum and step dad on a narrowboat a few months ago after a conversation with my mum. Just goes to show that literally anything can be inspiration. I hope you all enjoy! Art by me!
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“Don’t shed a clout until May is out,” Emma trilled in amusement as Henry grumbled at her insistence on his taking a coat. It was cold outside, and teenager or not, she wasn’t going to let her son freeze. 
“What did you say, Swan?” Killian asked as he came out of the kitchen, following them to the front door, with amusement in his eyes. 
“It means don’t take any layers off until it’s after May because it’s too cold,” she explained, figuring it was a phrase he hadn’t heard before. 
Killian chuckled and shook his head. “Only when you say it wrong.”
“Wrong?” she asked, her forehead furrowed in confusion as she turned to look at him.
Killian nodded, stepping closer to slide his braced arm around her waist. The curve of his hook was a gentle, comforting presence as it glided up and down her spine. He pressed a kiss to her cheek. 
“Where did you hear that saying anyway, isn’t it a little ‘old school’ for you?” Killian asked gently, his curiosity winning out as his instincts told him he was about to get another insight into his beloved’s beginnings. 
Emma caught her bottom lip between her teeth and glanced away before taking a deep breath and looking back at him. He could see it in her eyes, the fight against her natural instincts to put her walls up. The war between wanting to let him in because she trusted him and the need to protect herself, but there was something else in her eyes too. An uncertainty. 
“You don’t have to tell me, Swan,” he assured her, ducking his head to try and meet her gaze. Never wanting to pressure her into telling him anything but needing her to know that he would always be here to help her deal with whatever came up. They weren’t hiding their issues; they were aware that there were always going to be things that just hadn’t come up yet, and they would help each other through them at the pace they needed to do so. 
“It’s okay, I’m just working out exactly… It was a long time ago,” she clarified. She turned her head towards his and leaned into his forehead. “I was… ten, I guess. Group home down south somewhere. I don’t remember the specifics,” she started.
Killian stayed quiet, watching her casually through his eyelashes as she spoke. He’d heard stories like this before, of the kinds of places they put children like them in this realm. He didn’t know where ‘down south somewhere’ was, but he could tell that Emma wasn’t recalling the place with any kind of fondness. 
“They were pretty religious, and the woman used to watch these super old shows in the evenings. She’d use all these old wives tale type phrases she picked up from them to justify a lot of the weird shit they did.” She sounded like she was reciting, distancing herself from it a little, and Killian worried she had darker recollections of her time in this group home.
Killian nodded slowly in understanding. Silver was like that, using anything and everything to justify his tyrannical rule aboard his ship. 
Emma’s hand appeared on his cheek and he leaned into it. Not realising he’d closed his eyes, he opened them and the mutual pain reflected in their gazes was confirmation that she felt as he did. He hated hearing of the way that people had mistreated Emma when she was younger. The ways she had been betrayed and abandoned, but all the while knowing that it was those pasts that had made them the way they were. Those pasts that had given them the common ground they needed to start to build something. 
That something that had led to this happiness, this trust and this love between them. 
Killian turned his head slightly and kissed the inside of Emma’s wrist, his gaze flicking back up to her eyes as he gave her a reassuring smile. There was a moment of silence as they collected themselves before she continued.
“So, that saying was the only one that ever felt genuine to me. It’s the only one I remember, that hint that maybe, deep down, they did care,” she finished. “They weren’t insane, or especially cruel and it wasn’t bad… but… it was the weirdest group home I was ever in.”
Killian tucked a golden curl behind Emma’s ear with a smile. 
“They still got the saying wrong, Swan.”
“So, what should it be, Mr. Old Fashioned?” she teased. 
“Don’t shed a clout until the may is out.”
“But…” Emma frowned, trying to work out what he meant. “That’s the same thing, how is mine wrong and yours right?”
“Because yours assumes the month of May, where mine means the may blossom on the Hawthorn bush.”
Emma blinked, still not quite getting his point. 
“The idea being that the hawthorn, also known as the ‘may-tree’ due to the month in which it normally blossoms, blossoming is the indication that Spring is underway, on the brink of turning into summer, and the weather is warming up enough that you can put your long johns away.”
Emma tilted her head and was watching him carefully. She felt like she knew the answer to what she was about to ask, but selfishly she wanted to hear him say it anyway. She loved hearing about his happy memories as a child, she wanted to hear him celebrate them and enjoy the fact that he could remember someone who had been that good to him. 
“And where did you hear it?”
Killian’s mouth curled up in a smile and the corners of his eyes crinkled. “My mother,” and the way he said it was warm with nostalgia. “Every time Liam or I were about to walk, or more likely run out of the house without a coat, or with shorts on when we should have had long trews on before the may had blossomed on the Hawthorn tree in the village square.”
Running her nails through the scruff along his jaw, Emma pulled her head back a little to look at him properly. 
“You may have been through a lot, Killian, but your Mom sure started you off right.”
“Aye, she did,” his voice was still warm with the love for his mother that he held onto like a talisman.
Emma pressed a tender kiss to his cheek and pulled away to go and make sure her son had actually picked up his coat and not ignored her. 
Aye, his mother had started him off right. Made sure he’d recognise a woman worth fighting for when he found one. 
Emma came back, carrying his leather duster and a cheeky smile. 
“I have no idea if the may is out or not, but it’s really cold out there. Last thing I need is a frostbitten pirate. You’re my personal space heater, not the other way around.”
With a smile, Killian shrugged the familiar leather onto his shoulders. 
“Leading by example, I can do that,” he told her with a smile. 
Emma paused to rest her hand on his upper arm, giving him a soft, appreciative smile before her hand slid down to curl around his hook and led the way to the front door. 
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Helloooo! How are you? I really like your fics! <3 Can i request some headcanons for young!Sirius? Or maybe kid!Sirius? How do you think he was like? What if he and Y/n were best friends? Would he go to her for comfort when his parents are nasty with him? Sorry for my horrible English🤡 still struggling with it.. (maybe that's why i read so many fics😂) Best wishes!
“I'm starting to think that we deserve each other”
Summary: Headcanons of Sirius and eventually confessing feelings
Pairing: Sirius x Muggleborn!reader (it’s literally mentioned like one time)
Warnings: swearing, angst, parent/family issues (?)
A/N: Ahh hi anon! Thanks so much for sending this in, I really enjoyed writing this and I hope you enjoy reading it :)))) Ahhh but this was also a little different style of writing than I usually do so let me know how you guys feel about it! I’m also just like, obviously in love with Sirius Black so um, they get into a little bit at the end and confess some things :=) Ooo, as always, send me an ask if you’d like to be added to my taglist! I also should let you know that I wrote this very late at night so the logistics and grammar might be shit
Word Count: 2054
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It was well known throughout your first years at Hogwarts that you and Sirius did not get along. He honestly annoyed the shit out of you everyday. He came from a rich pureblood family and you were a muggleborn, so anyone could see how the two of you clashed there.
All of the professors were completely done with you and Sirius’s antics. It started off with Sirius somehow managing to turn your hair green during the first flying lesson that the Gryffindors had. “Hey y/n, your hair is amazing! Didn’t think you could pull off the green!” a peer had spoken to you just before mounting your broom.
Sirius broke out into a nearly uncontrollable laughter and got a detention for it. But of course, none of that stopped you from getting back at him. Even just the simplest of pranks had gotten the job done.
There was one prank at the start of second year that earned you and Sirius a month’s worth of detention with Slughorn. He basically had the two of you as his personal assistants. It was honestly torture. But there were moments when he would step away from his classroom to talk to another professor, or slip away into his office to plan the next day’s lesson, and it would leave you and Sirius alone.
The two of you gave in and finally had a conversation with each other. It wasn’t much and it was very awkward, but seeing as this was your first day out of a month’s long sentence of detention, someone to talk with didn’t sound too bad.
And that was what blossomed a very chaotic friendship between the two of you. Having to suffer together was what drew the connection. You two eventually planned your own little pranks against other people.
Despite everything in your younger years of being at Hogwarts, Sirius was your closest friend. You could maybe go as far as to call him your best friend, but you’d never say that to his face, it’d add to his already huge ego.
You ate nearly every meal with him. You’d practically drag him into the library to study. He mentioned something about doing well in school for his parents, so that’s what you’d help him with.
Though the two of you quickly learned that it’s very hard to focus in each other’s presence.
You taught him how to braid hair. He practiced using yours. “Would you stay still, y/n?”
“I’m trying! You’re the one yanking me back and forth, Sirius.”
From that point after, you’d sit in between his legs on the floor as he sat on the couch.
He got you sucked into quidditch and nearly got you to try out for the team. “I think it’d be fun having you on the team!”
“I think that’s your way of saying you want to spend more time with me.”
“Of course,” SIrius shook his head no.
One day he saw someone in the hall walk by with eyeliner and he demanded that the two of you try putting it on yourselves.
This ultimately got you in trouble for staying up way too late, laughing at how silly you both looked in the prefect bathrooms. Lily would allow you in saying “This is going to get my badge taken from me, I swear.”
You two eventually got back to studying after Sirius received some notes from his parents.
You caught on quickly that he didn’t have the best relationship regarding his family.
It was actually a little difficult being friends with Sirius at first. It was very hard for him to just be vulnerable and talk, but by fourth year, you understood where he came from and didn’t push for anything. You listened to him the very few times when he would make small little notes of his family, or talked about his brother while passing him in the hall.
Your conversations were more so filled with random things that only really made sense to the two of you. Any outsider would’ve thought you two were completely crazy.
By fifth year, you were looking at Sirius in a whole different light and you hated it. You wanted to be way more than friends and didn’t know what to do with yourself. You started to avoid him. This was the worst and best decision ever. It’s still debatable.
While the rest of your friends were taking a little day to Hogsmeade, and while you were still on a streak of pretty much avoiding Sirius, you slipped off from the courtyard, taking a less used corridor towards the library.
Here, you found Sirius with his shoulders shaking, head in his hands, and your heart shattered. If you were feeling this, you couldn’t even begin to imagine what he must feel like. He didn’t pay any mind to his surroundings until you slid down the wall next to him, placing your hand on his shoulder.
He didn’t even have to look to know that it was you. He leaned into your shoulder while you brought your arm around him, quiet sobs escaping from his body.
He always kept parts of him, especially these emotions so closed off, that it honestly was a little surprising to see him like this. “Sere, tell me what’s wrong,” you whispered.
“I- um, it’s nothing. I just got a letter from home and it’s-” he broke down again.
At this point you let your legs stretch in front of you. He was still under your arms until he just let himself go. He let himself feel. And relax. And he understood that it’s okay to cry. And be vulnerable. And that you were safe to talk to about anything. He hugged you full on. He clung on tight as he cried. And man, you were fucked. This wasn’t helping any sort of feelings you were trying to suppress by being here in his presence. It honestly nearly broke you. You wanted to cry for him. Scream for him. Go off on his parents for him. You wanted to protect him from all that could ever hurt him this way.
He talked about everything that has happened up until the letter and stammered off his explanation with one final point. “A-and I’ve missed spending time with you. It’s like you’ve been avoiding me,” he mumbled into the thick air. He was laying down against you with your fingers in his hair. “It’s like I- I’m missing a part of me. Like we’re so close I couldn’t possibly imagine my life without you.”
You stumbled over your words, trying to find out what to say. ‘If only he knew’ you wanted to groan out into the air. “I’m sorry,” was all you could say, tears stinging your eyes while you blinked them back, hugging him tightly.
From that moment, the two of you had bought bracelets at Hogsmeade and spelled them to change a certain color for when the other wanted to talk, or simply just needed to be with the other. They were simple fabric ones, something you both liked and wore everyday.
Most of the time Sirius came to talk to you about his parents. Which was new considering he was a little closed off before.
You were there if he needed to cry. You would hold him if he needed a hug. You would laugh with him when he didn’t want to be the only one. You were there for him for everything.
There was one night that was really bad. His parents basically sent a letter saying not to come home in the future. You were supposed to meet him in the library yet he wasn’t there.
After asking around, you found him in the Gryffindor common room when it was far too late for you to even be out. His face was tear stained and his eyes were an irritated pink. Though he didn’t seek you in the first place, he didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you, burying himself in your comfort.
By sixth year it was supposedly “Painfully obvious you two were basically in love with each other” Remus would say every time you gave up a library visit to be with Sirius. Or James would very blatantly leave you both to carry out specific parts of a prank together. Lily would just leave you and Sirius alone together whenever she got the chance, really.
One particular Gryffindor win for Sirius was crashed by some Slytherins who came without any good intentions. It was soon discovered that there was veritaserum in the drinks that, of course, you and your friends had already enjoyed.
All of this prompted you to leave the party. You left with a big group of people, Remus, James, Peter, Lily, Mary, Marlene, all off to the grounds, trying to avoid any trouble. You stayed back with Remus and Sirius while the rest walked ahead, talking about the most random of things, like how Remus wants to ride a unicorn. He eventually sped up with the rest of the group, claiming he was going to ride a unicorn, properly drunk. “Mhm, yeah. You go have fun with that Remus,” Sirius called to him as he stumbled ahead.
You and Sirius couldn’t go as far as to say you were drunk, but definitely tispy. You walked over to a small tree and sat yourself under it, laying back against it. Sirius did the same thing except he leaned his head on your shoulder and you leaned yours on top of his. It was a sweet moment as he mindlessly played with a thread hanging from your robes.
The veritaserum didn’t bother the two of you much, you were honest with each other most of the time anyways. Well, it didn’t bother you much until Regulus and a few of his friends stood over you, making fun of how close you and Sirius were. You kept your mouths shut for as long as you could. “What it’s not like you like each other. Do you, Sirius?” Regulus pushed.
“I actually like y/n a lot. She’s always there for me and—” Sirius slapped his hand over his mouth, eyes wide.
“Hmm, and I don't suppose you feel the same way, y/n?”“
“I have feelings for Sirius,” you blurted out right as Regulus and his friends walked away.
Sirius looked over to you, smiling like an idiot. You leaned your head back against the tree, covering your face with your hands just before he pulled them away. He squeezed them in a comforting manner and asked why you hadn’t said anything before. “Because you’re such a great person, like you deserve the world and I don’t think I’d be enough a-and I hate that people keep asking questions because I’m on this stupid veritaserum that’s making me look like an idiot
He cut you off with a kiss, effectively shutting you up. The kiss was rushed at first before turning into something exploding with passion that you didn’t even know you needed until now.
“Well, you’re a beautiful idiot. Because, as said before,” he mumbled the last part, returning to his normal tone of voice. “I like you too. A-and I guess that you could tell me that I’m an idiot because—”
“Why didn’t you tell me you liked me, Sirius?”
“My entire life is a mess and I have too many problems and you’re always there for me to begin with, I’d take up too much of your time if we actually ended up dating. And you’re perfect and I look like absolute shit all the time. Just as you said you deserve the world but as I’m saying all this, I’m starting to think,” he trailed off searching your eyes for words. “I'm starting to think that we deserve each other,” he finished in a soft voice.
“I think we deserve each other too,” you grabbed his face gently, kissing him.
That night is now the day you and Sirius started dating, one of the most memorable days of your lives.
You never left breakfast in the Great Hall without stealing a kiss.
Or a piece of bacon from his plate.
There’d be some nights where you could sneak away and fall asleep with him peacefully and everything seemed alright.
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acreepqueen · 3 years
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Inktober 2020 |Day 3: Bulky|
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You weren’t really sure what you were doing here. Anyone else on the ship being called to the main control room? Sure, that would make sense. Everyone else was basically a super genius. The crew was made up of the top experts in their respective fields; artificial advancement, extra-planetary biology, robotic engineering, universal travel, and so many more complicated fields you couldn’t hope to possibly grasp. But you? You were the ship’s gardener, in charge of keeping all the plants in the greenhouse room alive. Sure, you could name practically every single species of plant on Earth and otherwise and how to care for it, but it was never difficult for you to memorize information. In fact, because of your difference in field from literally every single other person on the ship, you hadn’t made any real friends. Which, after being on board for nearly two months, had made you lonely.
 In the past week or so, you’d often found yourself rambling to the ship’s AI. It’d made you feel more sad and lonely at first as they never really responded or offered up any sort of conversation. Although, by now it made you feel better. It was almost like writing in a diary; a daily ritual that kept you from falling apart at the seams. Speaking of falling apart at the seams, you hadn’t had a chance to check the garden this morning and were slightly worried some of the plants might start fighting each other if they weren’t fed soon. You shuffled nervously outside the control room, the air a little too cold and stale for your liking. Most of your time was spent in the greenhouse which always was kept relatively warm and smelt like walking outside. If you were being honest, you were starting to get a little homesick.
The pleasant little ding of control room doors stirred you from your thoughts. With a slight hesitancy you peered inside.Crew members were not really supposed to be in here. The main control room was only there for emergency use if the AI malfunctioned or something within the ship needed to be fixed. After all, the AI was fully capable of running everything on its own. You shuffled nervously unable to bring yourself to walk through the sliding doors. Why exactly had you been called? No matter how you looked at it, it didn’t make sense. Perhaps there had been a mix up and you weren’t meant to be called at all. Just as you were getting ready to walk away the familiar voice of the AI spoke out.
“Come in human. Do not touch anything,” it said. You stepped inside a little confused by its warning, though that didn’t last for long. You paled slightly as you looked around you. Bulky machinery lined the walls and parts were strewn across every table. Wires stuck out here and there some of which still seemed to be live. There was a narrow path where the floor was clear you could walk along. Whatever you’d expected the main control room to look like, it was not this! This place was practically a death trap! As slowly and as carefully as you could you shuffled along trying your best not to accidentally snag a live wire and electrocute yourself. All the while, you were being driven to madness by the constant barrage of noises; the whirring of countless fans trying desperately to keep the machinery intact, a suspicious beep that you didn’t want to know where or what it came from, and the alarming sound of sparks. Honestly, you’d rather be dealing with the lava-spewing plants in the greenhouse right now.
“Hello?” you called out nervously. You wanted to leave as soon as possible. It felt like every second you spent in this room was only increasing your likelihood of an untimely death. The lack of response was worrying, but it didn’t last for long.
“...To your left. On the table.” the AI stated without any sort of explanation. You glanced over to see something so incredibly out of place you couldn’t stifle a laugh. One of your flowered mugs was sitting on the clearest table in the room, filled with god knows what.
“...Is this for me? Can I pick it up?” you asked more than a bit befuddled. You glared slightly at the hazardous looking coil of wire sitting beside the cup. 
“Yes,” the AI replied. Were you curious enough to risk electrocution? Yes, yes you were. With not nearly enough contemplation you reached over and picked up the cup. You panicked slightly at the temperature of the cup; it was warm. Moving slowly as to not spill the dark liquid, you brought it towards you. You knit your brows at the familiar smell.
“Humans like coffee, yes?” the AI questioned. At that you let out a snort and couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face. Was this what you’d been called for? To pick up a cup of coffee? It was oddly cute and incredibly unexpected.
“I do, yes,” you responded sniffing the liquid before bringing it to your lips. Was it a smart idea to drink the coffee? No, absolutely not. Was it surprisingly delicious? Somehow, yeah. It didn’t taste like the instant coffee that was in the breakroom.
“I preordered coffee beans and needed human approval before removing the instant coffee. This is more nutritious. Is it acceptable?” the AI asked. You nodded and took another sip of the coffee.
“Was that all you needed from me?” you asked finally, feeling a bit awkward. After a slight pause the AI responded.
“Yes.”
You bid the AI goodbye and stumbled back through the mess of a control room, now feeling much better. Maybe your luck was starting to turn around. Hurriedly, you rushed over to the greenhouse to start your morning routine. At this point, you were just praying that the plants hadn’t started to eat each other. Though, even through your worries you couldn’t help the slight smile that spread across your face. It was a small gesture, but it meant bounds more than the AI could possibly comprehend. After all, it was probably selecting the least busy human of the group to do the taste-testing, not you specifically.
With a slight sigh, the AI watched you leave. Perhaps you wouldn’t be so miserable in the future. Not entirely sure what they were doing, the AI placed an order for some cookies. Those certainly weren’t nutritious. They supposed they’d have to think of a better excuse next time.
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The Lovers
Spoilers for Campaign 2 Ep141
Man oh man oh man. I've had this one written since the day after the last episode but I've been soooooo hesitant to post it at all 🙈. Anyway... I'm just gonna regardless because it's just sitting there staring at me to either delete or post it 🤭. I hope you enjoy because I'm still so conflicted about his piece of writing 😅. Unless people actually like it I might just end up deleting it after all.
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Jester had asked you to come along on another journey of the Nein Heroez. She needed your expertise for something but couldn’t get across what for within the twenty-five word limit. Regardless, the opportunity to see and travel with your friends is not one you’re just going to pass on so of course you happily made your way to Nicodranas. Maybe the ocean would do you some good. It’s been a while after all.
In the first few days of your journey Jester had been keeping a close eye on you, watching your responses and reactions. Specifically your reactions to any and all interactions with a certain lavender tiefling. When she was certain your responses to the tiefling in question were not in any way negative and cordial if not friendly you found yourself being paired with him more often than not. Watch, hoisting the sails or dropping them, food shifts and even at the helm a few times.
You caught an argument between Fjord and Jester a few weeks later. Fjord was defending you and telling Jester she couldn’t just play matchmaker after everything that had happened between the previous inhabiter of Kingsley’s body and you and how it might still be a painful subject of not once but twice being faced with someone that’s not the person you loved and lost.
Jester seeing reason in Fjord’s arguments put aside the love story she’d been trying to unfold with you and the poor tiefling as her main characters. The shifts you shared with Kingsley came to a close and would be no more often than any shifts shared with anyone else on the crew.
One day the Nein Heroez made port to stock up on some supplies after being hit by a storm and running short on food. The crew was given some downtime to enjoy the many pleasures port has to offer but you decided to stay back at the ship. You asked Jester for the cards.
You’re sitting crosslegged on the docks watching the sunset as the crew leaves in groups bidding you goodbye while they go. Once the majority of them have left you take out the cards and begin laying them in certain patterns starting with simple ‘yes/no’s onto the past present future and more complicated readings. You’re not paying attention to any particular results but instead study the drawings fondly.
“You’d call me a sentimental fool.” You snicker as the fool card is revealed in front of you.
“Sentimental? Yes. A fool? I’ve yet to decide.” You turn around at the familiar voice seeing the tails of the black sleeveless coat you’ve grown accustomed to seeing around. You pick up the cards and put them back in their order stacking them.
“Oh really? You’d think a few weeks of being not so inconspicuously paired together on any task possible would give you enough time to form an opinion on that?” You tease beginning a new read.
“Maybe that makes me the fool then.” You can almost hear the smirk in his words.
“Care to find out?” You put down card by card face down. You know how to push for certain results. A trick you’d picked up from your former lover. It feels right to use it against him in a strange twisted way like this. Not really him but close enough.
Kingsley sits down to the side, not trusting you to not push him off the docks if he were to make an offensive (in jest of course) remark. Gathering the cards back up you start over. Time for a bit of fun. You push for the first card setting it down face up in front of him.
“The owl and the bear. Some might say the most deadly combination when put together. Be watchful of the owl’s words or you might find yourself at the ends of the bear’s claws.”
“So it was a good idea to sit on this side and avoid meeting my waterlogged demise.”
“Are you doubting my capabilities, Kingsley?” You smirk and watch the tiefling gulp. You move on to the next card making a show of pulling it from the deck and displaying it.
“Look at that! What did I say. The fool has appeared. The cards have spoken. my fool.” You take a bow as if addressing the most pretentious royalty around limited only by your crosslegged position on the docks. Kingsley can’t help but let out a chuckle at your theatrics.
“The cards have spoken indeed! A fool I must be.” He plays along. You begin picking up the two cards and restack the deck.
“Hey hey hey, isn’t there supposed to be three cards for this one? Not two?” You stop. He’s not wrong technically. You raise an eyebrow at him, fan out the cards and allow him to pull one from the deck as per the variant of this reading, putting the fate in the hands of the drawer. Not really of course. Usually you’d still be able to push for a card for them to draw but for this one you’d leave it up to the divines. You’ve had your fun.
And fun it was until Kingsley kept the card for himself, studying it closely. You were curious to see which one he pulled but you hadn’t exactly paid attention to that like you’d otherwise done. You wait for him to either give it back or tell you what it is but he takes a long time.
“So what is it?” You ask, your curiosity getting the better of you. It still takes a good few seconds before he lowers the card so you can see it too.
“Oh.” Is all you manage to vocalise upon seeing the card. The Lovers. The familiar drawing of a lavender tiefling looking at another figure arm outstretched and love in their eyes. The image of the tiefling reaches for the outstretched hand of the other figure; your figure. You’re staring back at your own face and the expression Mollymauk had claimed to have plenty of visual references for to know he could properly draw you but would always ask for one more just to remind him.
“I’m so sorry.” Kingsley hands the card back to you and you keep staring at it. He stays for a little bit to make sure you’re alright as you’re hit with a whirlwind of emotions. Once he’s sure you’re alright he begins to get up.
“I’ll leave you to the rest of your evening. Someone’s gotta make sure these fools drink just enough and start a brawl or two.” You snap out of it putting the card back into the deck.
“Kingsley. It’s alright. You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” The whirlwind subsides and you return back to a peaceful state of mind. You offer the tiefling a kind smile and he halts himself sitting back down still somewhat tense. He opens his mouth to say something but is quick to close it again. There’s a moment of silence between the two of you as you shuffle the cards absentmindedly. You catch onto the conflict and hesitation in Kingsley’s features.
“If there’s something you wish to say please do say it.”
“When you said you loved him… I think it never registered it was anything other than the love the others held for him. Strongly yes but I always assumed it was akin to Yasha’s. Why didn’t you say anything?” Kingsley states piecing things together watching you closely.
“It’s not a burden for you to bear.” You pull the Lovers card back up to the top and study it closely.
“I might not know much but I don’t think being faced with your dead lover’s body inhabited by someone not him doesn’t bother anyone. That’s just cruel.”
“It doesn’t bother me. Not anymore. I’ve grieved Molly when he died. I grieved him again when Lucien returned. I’ve gone through it all and accepted he’s not coming back and that’s okay. Everything comes to an end at some point. I don’t think it’s cruelty. I think everything is as it should be.” You speak honestly stroking your thumb over the card.
“I have so many questions.” Kingsley states. You get it. He woke up one day, recovering from death not knowing who he is or was before that moment beyond emotions and flashes of a past that didn’t feel like his. That’s exactly why you wanted to spare him another previous relation to figure out. Yes it might make things slightly more difficult for you but that’s not his fault. That’s no one’s fault.
“And I believe Beau gave you her notebook so you can read back about your predecessors. But you’re not ready for that yet, are you? That’s okay. Don’t read it until you feel ready.” Kingsley’s head shoots up to look at you. Why do you understand him? Maybe you’re wiser than he gives you credit for but he thinks you’re already pretty wise.
“Expectations. Everyone expected something of me but I didn’t live up to it. I’m not who he used to be and that disappoints people. But from you, you never expected anything from me. Why?” He’s piecing it together bit by bit. You never slipped up. Never asked him to put on a coat that wasn’t his or asked him if he remembered something. You never even asked him if he recalled anything about you or sought to involve yourself in his life without his permission.
“It’s unfair to expect someone to be or become someone they’re not and never will be. You get to be your own person free of the constraints of the past.” The answer is simple. There’s no deceit or doubt. No hidden message or intent behind it.
“How is it you of all people can say that without pain or regret or wishing it were different?” You turn the card back around and put it back in the deck in its place and put the cards away. You take a second before answering trying to formulate a proper answer as Kingsley waits studying every micro expression.
“Bear with me for this one.” You start and he nods. “Lucien was born lonely forced to fend for himself and make friends out of the need to survive. Molly rose from a grave alone and scared. He was taken in by friends but he had to find a home his home with them. He found that home and got kindness and love. You awoke surrounded by friends, no family you didn’t even know but would still love you regardless. No matter what, you’d always have a home with them. You’d be neither alone nor lonely unless you choose to be.” You explain and take breath before you continue.
“You plant random seeds in the ground it’s very unlikely you’re going to receive the same flower twice. The only similarity they have is that they are seeds and will grow as long as they have the right foundations to do so. When I look upon you I see Kingsley Tealeaf, a man that became a sailor after we brought him back from the Astral Sea. There may be similarities, your roots may even be the same but you are not the same. You are separate.”
Kingsley takes in your words very carefully with a sense of understanding and something with in him he couldn't quite pinpoint until now. Acceptance and content. Whatever might have been holding him back before, he’ll have to come to terms with that. That’s the past and if the past comes searching for him one day, so be it. Until then, Kingsley Tealeaf has a life of his own to live and to enjoy. Enjoy all life has to offer, to its fullest and don’t hold back.
Let the sailor become captain of his own ship knowing he has a home and a family that will welcome him with open arms to return to. Let the eight be nine despite the expectations of others. Be free and be happy. Live content.
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Ask Answers (February 22nd, 2021)
Hello! Here’s another collection of anon ask answers all put together in one big post.
This might be strange considering how upbeat yall are about the fandoms for your games in general, but is there any particular trope or ship you WOULDN'T want us writing/drawing/etc. in relation to your stuff? (IE, any canon you don't want us 'overwriting' or something like that?)
Of course we would want the fan content people make to not be racist, sexist, homophobic, bigoted, harmful, etc. But in terms of generally doing non-canon pairings or adding in headcanons or stuff, we really don’t mind that. People are welcome to have fun and explore their own ideas.
for the 1.2 Android update was it meant to download as a  separate app? I really want to keep my previous save files but they don't show up (also thank u for the updates I'm really excited to get back into the game!!)
We had to change the name of the file and unfortunately for some phones that meant it’s treated as a brand new game. I’m sorry your saves didn’t transfer over to the new version. You can try to look up your specific phone and see if there’s a way to access save files for games on your device and then transfer those saves over to the new build manually. It may or may not be possible.
I'm having some trouble figuring out how to get the update from Itichio without losing my save files? Is it the same game or a folder I can put in the properties? Sorry if this question is not worded well or if this isn't the avenue you'd want to take technical questions on
Are you using Android? If so, the above answer may apply to you. If you’re on PC or Mac, the save files will automatically still be included.
Hey. I really loved playing our life. It was a fun experience and I never thought I would like it this much. I do have a question, I am currently replaying the game and I am choosing choices I never chose at first. In step 2 during the road trip arc, I decided to ask Cove about what he liked to see on people. One of his response was anklets and black eyes. My MC have just happens to have black eyes. Do Cove say black eyes cuz my mc have it or it was just a coincidently programmed into the game?
He uses your eye color intentionally! If you changed your eye color he’d change what he said.
Will step 4 have 10 moments like steps 1-3? 
Step 4 is only an epilogue. It plays like the openings/endings of the earlier Steps where it’s a bunch of scenes all in a row, there aren’t any individual Moments.
hi! who was/were the artist(s) for our life? 
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who is the artist for Our Life: Beginning and Always?
Main Sprite and CG Artist: Addrossi
Main Background Artist: Vui Huynh
Main Interface Artist: Winter Slice
Other artists who helped out can be seen in the credits of the game.
In the new ol, there are two main love interests... Would it be possible to pair them together or is that weird? 
You can’t stay single and pair them together. If we are going to add all the extra content to have a route where the two LIs get together, it’d be a full poly route where them and the MC were all dating. And that’s not a for sure option yet because it’d add a lot of extra complications. But either way, in OL the relationships all gotta be about the MC, haha.
In OL2, there will be extra LIs in form of DLCs? Like Dexter and Baxter. 
Maybe! We’ll see how it goes.
Since Cove will have 2 diff body types in s4, will the storyline and dialogs reflect this? Or all of it will be the same? Btw love the game and sorry for bad english. Hope this doesn't sound rude 😅 
Some descriptions and pieces of dialog will change, but it won’t impact the story really. And you don’t need to apologize! It’s all good.
Will you ever release the transparent sprites of the Our Life characters? 
Probably not, I’m afraid. They’ve got a lot of pieces and it’d just be kind of hard to deal with, aha.
Something I was curious about, what was your inspiration for making a game with so much customization?
Initially, the idea was just about having a romance where you actually grew up with the LI. But it was pretty stressful to try deciding how fast the relationship would progress with it taking place over such a long period of time and with no real storyline carrying it. People might not wanna play a game where the characters don’t get along as kids, but other people might not bother with a game where kids immediately liked each other. So the obvious answer came, just let the player pick themselves how it goes. From there we simply continued to add more flexibly with the MC due to the same thought process of wanting to make sure people were onboard with how their life was going.
What made you decide to change the artstyle for ol 2 so much? I of course respect all your decisions and will buy the shit out of everything related to ol 2, but i love the original style and i m honestly not a fan of the styles shown on patreon, despite me liking the painterly style in general. (I don t mind the style being changed, just that the examples shown so far all feel like there s something wrong with them.) 
We’ve always used different art styles for each of our projects. They all have distinct looks from each other. It’s just nice to do something new. I’m glad you really like how the first game looks, though. And those samples were only general concepts, rather than the exact options being decided between. We wanted to see reactions to different options. The art style we’re going with won’t be exactly like those, though I personally like all of them. I think players are gonna enjoy the style Our Life: Now & Forever when it’s revealed.
Hey! Is it ok to ask what gender ourlife2 protagonist will be and if we'll be given the same opportunity to customize an MC? Totally understand if you're keeping this under wraps for now if u don't wanna say! 
OL2 will have the same type of MC customization as OL1, but even more refined! So their gender will be up to you.
Hi! I happened upon Our Life on Steam by pure chance. It is such a great game, I am super excited about the DLC, and I just want you all to know that you are awesome! :D I have a question, and I'm sorry if it's been asked before. Do you have plans of making more games similar to Our Life, with customizable player character? The customizable player character was probably the one thing I personally have been desperate for in romance VNs. So glad there finally is one and would love to see more.
Thank you! And yep, we do have plans for more games like Our Life, most notably is another game in the franchise- Our Life: Now & Forever. We’ll also likely have other, non-OL, games with customizable MCs, though we may still have some games with set MCs in the future as well.
On the patreon dlc just curious but is it possible to play it without actually sleeping together/getting the nsfw content? I just want to spend more time with Cove 
Yeah, you can still choose not to go that far. Though the event is shorter if you pass on the 18+ stuff.
At the beginning of Step 2, did Cove end up accidentally falling asleep in your bed? Or did he fall asleep on the floor? 
He fell asleep sitting on the floor with his body/head leaning against the side of the bed.
This may seem like a weird question, but what exactly is the difference between "direct" and "relaxed" on the comfort scale?
Direct is blunter and more teasing, relaxed is lighthearted and goes with the flow.
can the MC have tattoos in step 3? 
Not in Step 3, but you can in Step 4.
how would Cove react if he visited somewhere like North Carolina in winter where it can get in the 20s(F) at night sometimes? 
He would be shocked and unprepared for what serious coldness is really like, haha. The poor beach baby would wanna go home.
Hello! I just joined the PATREON!! It’s amazing! I love your games! I have a question, approximately how much after will the nsfw be out? After or before the dlc 3 and step four? Sorry my English isn’t the best!❤️❤️❤️ 
Thanks so much! The NSFW DLC will be out after the Step 3 DLC but before Step 4. And you don’t need to apologize for that ^^.
This might be obvious but, will step 4 have dlcs? Also, where will the nsfw dlc happen? Won't bother me at all if it s in in our or his house but i do think it d be moderately funny 
Step 4 will have the Cove Wedding DLC and the Derek and Baxter romance DLCs each add a lot of new content to Step 4, though they’re also partially set in Step 2 and Step 3 respectively. The NSFW DLC happens in Cove’s room.
I keep wondering what would've happened if Mr. Holden met Lizzie first instead of the MC. I can't see that turning out well somehow lol. 
It wouldn’t have made a difference. He met the MC’s parents first and they told him about their two kids. He wanted the MC specifically to be Cove’s friend because the two were the same age.
Even though we have a way to go I'm really excited for OL 2! I was curious though, is the next main character going to be adopted again? I thought it was really clever to make the first main character adopted so when players are customizing,  they can make them look how ever they like without worrying about pesky genetics. Just wondering! 
The OL2 MC is not adopted. We wanted to go for a new dynamic. Instead their parents are their biological single mother who is partially customizable and an off-screen sperm donor father. So the mom will look generally like the MC and any other traits not from her can be assumed to come from whoever the father was.
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belyyv0lk · 2 years
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Now Taking Writing Requests
Now that Vindicta is complete and the second part of the series is in the works, I’ve decided to open my ask box to writing prompts! Writing is a wonderful way to keep my mind occupied while slowly but surely making my way through the school year. I love it, and of course Winterbaron has truly consumed my everyday thoughts.
I’ve thought about accepting requests before so now I’ll just be testing the waters. If you’re interested in seeing me write something specific, please send me an ask! It can be:
As detailed or vague as you’d like. If you want me to take creative freedom with a general idea that’s no trouble at all, or if you have something very specific in mind feel free to elaborate and let me know about specific points you’d like included.
As long or short as you’d like, though no longer than two chapters. I will not be doing any long WIPs since my major series will be taking my primary attention in that regard. But fret not, I am fully capable of writing one-shots or two part works that have hefty word counts. Just be aware, the longer you want it the longer it will take to write.
NSFW will only be included if specified. All of my prompts will be clean unless it is directly asked not to be.
Any trope, dynamic, or AU you’re interested in seeing, there are none that I dislike or would have trouble writing.
Keep in mind that if a particular prompt crosses any sort of boundary I have, I might simply say no. It is no judgement of what you’re interested in, just a limit on my capacity of what I can write. Most things don’t bother me, so I tentatively say that I have no limits.
Other ships don’t bother me, however at this time I will primarily be taking Winterbaron requests. If there is another ship you’d like to see in the background please let me know and I will happily include it. Or of course, past relationships/unrequited love. I am a fan of angst, those who have read Vindicta know that. I will do sad endings or happy endings with no issue. Or if you’d like to see no real romance at all and just a story, that’s fine too. In the future I will likely open it up to more possibilities/ships. Mostly if this goes well and I find I enjoy it, which, I anticipate that I will.
Kudos! If you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask, I’m naught but a kind soul, my inbox and ask box is always open.
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