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asher-agere · 6 months ago

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Eheh,, is it okay to request some regressor An?

(I may have plot idea where she's in carese Cafe after a bad day and didn't wanted to bother vbs and Meiko went ahead and took care of her maybe..)

(bpd an (split episode = feeling bad) and Meiko reminding an of nagi too.. Maybe..)

I MIGHT BE GETTING TOO SPECIFIC SO YOU CAN REMOVE ANYTHING YOU WANT!! SORRY!!

I can absolutely give this a shot! Warning though! I do not have Borderline Personality Disorder! What I write will be based solely on research I’ve done, as usual if I write anything inaccurate or offensive please let me know and I’ll fix the problem as quickly as possible!

BPD Little An + Caregiver Meiko!

°ᡣ𐭩 . ° . °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི An having a bad day leads to her being very fussy. Every little thing upsets her and no matter how small it is she has a meltdown. Something small started it probably. Maybe her dad suddenly had to go do something instead of helping her like he said he would. Suddenly An feels 6 years old again and she hates her father and no matter how far away she runs it doesn’t feel like she’s ever far with away

⭑.ᐟ She thinks about talking to her friends! She really really does. She knows that they’re there for her and that they want to help but… Would they even be able to help? She’d be reaching out to them just to end up wasting their time when they inevitably fail to help her. That was a bad idea. No one wanted that, just a dumb waste of time. She wants… She wants Aunt Nagi. Aunt Nagi was good. Not bad like she was

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི An eventually ends up going to the Sekai! It’s away from everyone so she’s not being a bother. But of course the Virtual Singers are there… An almost immediately gets overwhelmed. She makes it to the doorway and just sort of freezes. Rin and Len are yelling at Kaito, Miku is trying to calm everyone down but not very successfully, Meiko is behind the counter cleaning things up. Luka is nowhere to be seen, of course one of the actual calmest ones is missing…

⭑.ᐟ An is very pouty and grumpy. Miku tries greeting her, and she ignores it. Kaito goes to ask how she’s doing and that only makes Rin and Len yell at him even louder. Poor An can only cover her ears, going over to the bar and sitting down. Looks are exchanged between Kaito and Meiko and Kaito shuffles the kids out, leaving just An and Meiko at the bar

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི An continues ignoring Meiko, just trying to bury her face into her arms and disappear. Meiko determines her best approach and makes some angel milk. An seemed off, which could mean she’s regressed, best to ask though. So she gently asks An what cup she’d like. She immediately, without being prompted to, apologizes for bothering An and explains that she thought some warm milk might help

⭑.ᐟ When An looked up she was preparing to scream and throw a fit, there were already tears in her eyes. But… Meiko was being so soft. So gentle. For a second she swore that it was Aunt Nagi, crouching down next to her and asking her what she wanted to do. The screams die in her throat. Instead she quietly requests a sippy cup, and Meiko is happy to comply. She transfers the milk to a child appropriate cup before handing it over to An

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི That was the moment, Meiko asking An what cup she wanted, that made An’s feelings click into place. Meiko was good. Meiko was calm and gentle and perfect. She wanted Meiko. Meiko just smiles at her and starts getting information “How old are you feeling?” “Would you like a snack?” “What toys do you want to play with?” “How about I turn on some music for you?” Meiko asks all these wonderful questions in her gentle voice and An feels compelled to answer her

⭑.ᐟ When Meiko asked the questions An was fine with everything! But when Meiko went to go get things… Everything was suddenly not fine. An hasn’t realized Meiko would need to focus on other stuff. That wasn’t fair. She wanted Meiko’s attention. Why did everyone always have more important stuff? Was it so selfish to want someone’s full attention for a little bit? She tried drawing Meiko’s attention back to her but Meiko only responded with a simple “One second darling”

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི This was not what An wanted to hear. Her perspective changed. Meiko was bad. Meiko was the worst person on the planet in fact. Meiko knew she was mentally a baby right now, and she’d still ignored her? What kind of horrible person did that? So An just got down from her seat and… Slipped away. She didn’t want to be around such a mean person

⭑.ᐟ An hides for awhile in a little storage closet. But eventually Meiko finds her. She opens the door just enough to slide in the sippy cup and a plate of chocolate chip cookies. An doesn’t say a word, but she does accept the snacks. They sit there in silence for awhile until Meiko gently starts singing a lullaby. A lullaby that An’s mentioned before is from her childhood. Specifically from her favorite person from her childhood. Aunt Nagi. Their voices are vastly different, but they sing it the same way…

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Slowly, ever so slowly, An warms up to Meiko again. She finishes her snacks still in the closet, then slowly crawls out, laying her head in Meiko’s lap. Meiko just smiles and combs through her hair. Once An is calmer Meiko can scoop her back up! She makes sure to carry the little one everywhere, constantly showering her in praise and catering to An’s every desire. Some babies need to cry it out. An is the kind of baby that needs to be dotted on though

°ᡣ𐭩 . ° . °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

This reads more like a story than headcanons? Idk what I was doing here really if I’m honest- This was mainly just be trying to get a grasp on how someone with bpd would act, I feel like I still didn’t do great (╥_╥)

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gurokichi · 2 months ago

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This took me so long to send my phone was malfunctioning all day cause I dropped it! Which wouldn't really be a problem but I don't own a phone case⋆˙

I am indeed the type to threaten. I'll do anything to get what I want and what I want is you (no one can have you so everyone back off!!!)

I was indeed mistaken it's 6 months. I love writing though I would never pursue it professionally I think it's such a fun hobby. My writing isn't all that but since you asked so nicely I'd love to show you one day! I love your writing so much it's filled with so much emotion that I for one have trouble expressing. I want to dissect your brain and figure out every single thing you think about. I want to know every little detail about you, every interaction, every message, every photo even the parts you think you've hidden so well.

I am sadistic and masochistic. I want you to give me bruises and cuts all over my body but then I also want to bash your head and erase every thought that isn't about me! You actually never leave my mind I can't wait to get to know you more!

#imissedyou

#payattentiontome

Oh no D:

I’m sorry 2 hear about your phone… hopefully you’re able 2 fix it. You gotta get a phone case, silly!! It’ll help protect it from getting damaged if you drop it in the future (ｰｰ;)

You’re free to threaten me all you’d like, but play nice with everyone else, okay? Very sweet that you feel that way and that you’re trying to scare others off, ahah. I think that you’re getting a bit ahead of yourself, though (っ´ω`)ﾉ(•́ ω •̀)

Oh my, that’s half a year. You’ve been here almost since the beginning of my account :0

What kinds of things (stories, poems, etc.) do you like to write? Are there any specific topics you gravitate towards in your writing? And thank you for all the compliments (*´ω`*) I would love to give you advice, but I don’t think I’m all that good at that sort of thing… as for my yanblr posts specifically, I usually get inspiration for them from my own feelings and experiences, so that may be why you think they’re filled with emotion. I think drawing from your own experiences in life is a useful tool for writing!

You’re free to dissect my brain if you can get close enough to me to actually do it, ehehe. I bet you’d be surprised at what you’d find in there ^^ You’re very enthusiastic about knowing everything about me. Good luck with finding out as much as you can… it probably won’t be anything too interesting, I’m much too paranoid on social media to share lots about myself. I personally think that I’m pretty good at hiding what I don’t want others to see

YIPPEE!! We are both sadomasochists!!! I’d happily cover you in bruises and cuts, but you gotta do the same to me back! …Giggling and kicking my feet. Gosh, I can just imagine how dizzy and disoriented I’d be, only being able to focus on you because thinking of anything else is just too painful (＞＜)

#// bon's mail

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j2zara · 10 months ago

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okay. i'm shameless eheh <3 from stay/leave how about the section that starts:

"Ok," says J4, giving him a soft peck on the lips. "Then take what you want." to... “Oh, don’t stop. Tell me that I’m yours. Please. Please, I want to be yours—”

Reminder to self: I asked for this. I asked to have my deeply horny art scrutinized.

"Ok," says J4, giving him a soft peck on the lips. "Then take what you want."

Ok so throughline from Biggest Lie to Stay/leave is like. J3 being unwilling to articulate his own wants. And honestly i do think sometimes i corner myself with that self imposed constraint when i don't think j3 has to be THAT fuckin dire all the time. It made writing biggest lie so hard ngl bc i felt like i was really boxing myself in to what J3 and Porter could say (esp bc Porter also has the self imposed constraint of everything he says has to be doublespeak that invokes jace) making their dialogue feel kind of. Broad or impersonal and then i was like. Fuck it the inadequacy is the point.

And Stay/Leave is very similar. Like. It's clear that J3 wants J4, but it's always couched in this language of like. Use me. Do what you want to me. My body is some use to you. He refuses to be active, to pursue (he caves just the once earlier when he kisses J4) and that's due to that detachment he has from his own identity that he takes on when he's with Porter. And frankly, the role he takes on as a Body on the entire like. jaceporter + jaceclone team, a replacement jace that is not special the way J2 is special. And like.

This refusal to articulate what he wants also picks at j4's insecurity and frustration as well. Because in his refusal to state, he's also refusing to state that he wants her. Specifically. So there's this eternal question of like. Is he filling a void or is he seeking J4 out. Backtracking a little but that's what this confession resolves twofold:

"But... But I want you," he says through a pout, voice high and reedy. "I want all of you."

At the same time. Circling back. There is this like. Preoccupation with the concept of Taking that is very Of Porter and that's why it balks against J4 so much. On the one hand she wants J3 to be active, on the other hand, she's repulsed by her own instincts to conquer and own and take that she feels are mirrors to the god/man she hates.

But maybe there's something in her that is. Like. Still drawn to porter. In that there's the good instinct to push J3 to voice how he feels and what he wants. And maybe the additional instinct to push him to Take. To fight. Maybe even to claim her.

At the same time, i do think its mostly in the right place. She gives him permission or submits or signals like yes that's what i want, its like, a communicated dynamic its not like he's acting unprovoked. Like. On some level i think there's a lot that indicates j3 and j4 are doomed to be their counterparts, be products of their creators but also maybe they are enlightened, can evolve past jaceporter. Transcend them.

A surprise. J3 chases her, eager for her lips again and pulling her in for a deep kiss of gratitude

Someone already asked abt the "there's something thrilling about being chased part so i'll save the main convo for that but. Yeah. The desire to be chased is very much Of Jace. And J4 wants to be the kind of person who fights for what she wants, and she wants to establish herself as distinct from jace, but she also wants to be chased. chosen.

I'll also just like. Mention the fact that these gremlins kiss so goddamn much in this fic and it became a point where I had to make a comment abt it ("Another one? You're insatiable."). Sometimes when i feel like something is becoming a problem or a repetitive in a fic my solution is to establish it as a pattern instead. A string of data points. Tbh i do think i overdo it with the kissing but what can i say. Its good! I like when characters kiss!

I also think there is something. abt the connotations to both "a peck" and "a deep kiss". Like a peck is sweet, chaste, and a deep kiss i think conveys like. An intensity that is like. Sincere and maybe even romantic? So its like. Breaking away from vulgarity, or the tendency of J3 to like. use sex as a cope, at least to me. Especially for him, this is him being honest for once.

I also like. Won't cite the line abt him riding dick but I'll add it's like. Him being active here instead of J4 doing all the work. Progress!

She's fucked him to get him out of his head before, but it's nothing like this, it's all just desperation to be taken, to lose himself, he wants to be fucked into the mattress until he forgets where he is, he wants to hear her shudder, wants to be striped with her cum, be as disgusting on the outside as he feels all the time.

Something something time to overthink about sex. Here we go. I think there's like. Contrasting wants from J3's mind that refuse to give J4 clarity on her insecurity of "missed me? or missed this?" Like. J3 wants to forget himself like always, he's using sex as a distraction to fill the emptiness, but there is some specificity, reference to J4 and wanting some sort of stamp of ownership or defilement from her.

And there's a continual contrast between. How J3 and J4 view themselves vs. how they view the other. Like to me, j3 considers J4 to be disciplined, principled, maybe even enlightened, as opposed to himself, someone who is base and impulsive and weak and disgusting, a rat in an experiment pressing a button over and over just to experience pleasure at the risk of pain. As in Biggest Lie, he really wants to experience everything, including things he thinks might be dark or unpalatable, things he's afraid to voice because he thinks nobody would look at him the same. Hence why the mentioning of wanting to be as disgusting on the outside as he is inside.

(I know there's a big emphasis on J3 being disgusting and a creep and a freak in Stay/Leave, and to me the culmination of that is like, rather than J4's feelings being like. "no you're not" its like, even if you are, that's ok, being perverse is honestly ok, you don't need to be perfect, i want all of you, not just the parts that make you Cool Girl, easy to love—"I'll take it all" etc)

(She thinks she understands that, if she's doomed, base, nothing more than a feral animal desperate to gnaw herself free of the trap she was born into, then she can drag him down, too. She spends every waking moment aching to rip someone's throat out with her teeth, but she'll take this instead.)

By comparison. J4 considers J3 to be charismatic and adaptable and silvertongued, unlike her who is selfish and offputting and miserable and controlling and violent and weak to her own impulses. And like, his impulses are like. Gluttony. Lust. Hers are wrath, pride. I liked this idea of their feelings continually mirroring each other to show how similar they were, and I do think J4 considers herself to be weak, a failure, in contrast to J3 who thinks of her as strong. So like. In my mind i was searching for the thing that makes HER base and to me that was something very animalistic and violent, like the pure urge to survive or to hurt others.

(And I do think they're both reflections of Cunty Jace in that way. Like J3 can has aspects of jace's manipulativeness, his aversion to connection, and J4 has jace's anger, alienation, cruelty, desire for power, especially in his post-shatterstar state. I think getting in her head kinda masks the fact that from the outside, she comes across as very prideful because she wants to escape, she thinks she's above it all, more enlightened than the rest. I think at first that was more true, and. by this point, with their numbers potentially up, she's more desperate and resigned)

The want is all consuming—J3 is a black hole who craves, and J4 matches his intensity, she wants, too, wants to give him everything, if he's finally well fucked and contented for once in his life, maybe there will be no more Him, no more chasing a God who is perpetually turned away—he deserves that, right? (She can't find Him anywhere in there, but that's what the black hole is, right? Being made to love Porter Cliffbreaker four times over? It always, always comes back to Him, even her rage, her hatred.)

Ok. I'd tag you in if this wasn't already an ask from you b/c i don't think this is AS MUCH of a Porter Haunts the Narrative story as "maybe i'm using you / maybe we're using you" but the vibes are very much there sometimes that Porter haunts the narrative. And. PERSONALLY. I think J4's self hatred makes her a little bit of an unreliable narrator, in her insistence that J3 could never want her, that he's just filling a void left by Porter, but i also think there's enough ambiguity that my feelings don't matter, an argument could be made that she is correct here.

Like. She's SEARCHING for Porter in J3's thoughts and Porter isn't there, it's all just her, and she still finds a way to make it about Porter. The absence of Porter is about Porter. And like. Maybe so? Jace was remade in Porter's image, his world is porter. Like. J3's black hole could be about Porter, but J4's inability to let Porter go, her hatred of him, her rage specifically is so Of Porter, but even need to be rid of Porter is about Porter. The line "four times over" is specifically about that too, how its not just J3 that can't let go of Porter, its her as well. Her determination to be the antithesis of Porter still makes him the thesis.

And like. I do think there's something that is kind of Of Porter that J4 feels this need to drive out Porter and be the Only One for J3. She cares for him so much so she just wants him to be happy, and she's convinced this impulse in her to claim him is kind of selfish and too reminiscent of Porter and. Who knows. Maybe she has transcended Porter, maybe she is simply Of Porter.

And is the desire to be rid of Porter something that is for her benefit or for J3's? He was made to love Porter Cliffbreaker after all. She knows how miserable the self denial of Porter is because that's what she does for herself. And I do think the "he deserves that—right?" is like. From J4 that is very tenderhearted and sincere but i think the darker undercurrent to that is luxury sex object prison coded. What if i could give you everything you ever wanted? Not, what if you could have everything you could ever want. What i could be the person who could give that to you.

And again, is that instinct Of Porter or does she transcend him? I do think what makes J4 better is her belief in J3's personhood. She's disgusted by her impulse to control people and determine whats best for them. Maybe in the bad timeline j4 would be anakin skywalker "well i could always make them" meme coded but not today.

“Oh, say I’m yours.” She can feel him pull her in closer so that her face is pressed into his neck—like he's trying to will it into existence. He's hers—gods, she likes the sound of that, she's close just thinking about it.

"Like he's trying to will it into existence" is very much a callback to i think... the thing i said TWICE, once in IYWD and once in Almost? If its not a direct quote it's an idea. I think in IYWD its:

he wants to disappear entirely and transcend himself, become one perfect being

and in Almost it's

maybe they will amalgamate together, become one perfect being. Porter is good at reconstituting people into himself, he can see it, he can feel it, he’s done it before

Um. And in Biggest lie there's a little bit of that too. When j3 is being choked out he refers to the shatterstar as the incident that "Bound together two souls", and when he and porter kiss face to face, he enjoys "being intertwined"

Like. Again this is an inability to escape Jaceporter. I think even when their instincts are good and their feelings are sincere and earnest and tender for each other its like. Still that feeling of wanting to be owned, intertwined, bound, subsumed. Subsumed is especially very J3.

He says it again, somehow managing between all the moans and the shudders, he’s practically sobbing as he chokes out—“Oh, don’t stop. Tell me that I’m yours. Please. Please, I want to be yours—”

J3 wants to belong to someone even if its not porter because that's the only way he can conceive of love, of what he can do with himself, still has a hard time perceiving himself as a person, but i do think there is something very. Sweet, nevertheless about it being her.

And I do think there is a beat of. Character progress for him because even though this is the best he can do, he's going against what his default nature is. His default nature would be to want Porter most, be with Porter, passively accept that he's good with Porter, because Porter serves his needs best and j3 was made to love him, J3 is very path of least resistance coded Jace. So he's making a conscious choice here, and maybe even making the harder choice. He wants to defy his destiny—just like J4 does. And he's expressing it out loud as a want of his own, which is all very big deal for him.

Actually, I'm going to do a brief shoutout to Darling b/c I think the scene of Porter recollecting abt their like. First time after he resurrected and Jace is like "mine, mine, you came back to me" was so striking to me. Sorry to Pilfer. Im a man of many influences of works far greater than I. I hope it's not too much of a derivative thing :'). I genuinely think for J3j4 the reversal is way more true to their characters than if J4 had said "you're mine"

Like. I'll just touch on the fact that j4's response is "Wh-What?" and she isn't able to fulfill his request at all in that like. I think she's too thrown by his question due to her self hatred. Like. she's been telling herself this whole time that he's just lonely, so proof he wants her specifically punctures that belief. But also, And the other emotion beyond disbelief to me is reluctance due to her aversion toward her own impulse to Own. Even though she does want it. She wants to own him. Which. After all that about J3 using his words, there's that small reversal of J4 being unable to put a voice to what she wants instead.

There was an earlier version of the draft that included something i've kinda vaguely pitched in convo of like. J3 begging her to leave him—specifically saying "I want to hear you say you're going to leave me". as like. This doublespeak thing of like genuine self hatred and degradation and also like this more earnest belief that she deserves better than this life. And I still fucking love the J3j4 thesis of like. J4 telling him that Jace is the saint and J2 is the precious gift (and she's the lost cause) but he's the only good thing to come out of this fucked up situation. Anyway. I still love that sentiment but that got axed bc I felt like to resolve all that I was very very tempted to do Memory Doorway Detect Thoughts thing and just did not have the bandwidth to write out a bunch of memories to prove my point.

As self hating as "I want to hear you say you're going to leave me" is, that would be saying he cares for her enough to let her go (which i do think he has that capacity, just not for this ending), which would affirm J4's response of "no i'm staying". A good sentiment but not the ending for this story i think.

There's also the fact that. To me this is also almost. Too resolved? Like. J4 still doesn't have the answer to their problem. I like the ambiguity of "Are they going to make it out of the torment nexus". And even if they physically escape the torment nexus, can they really transcend the torment nexus (the torment nexus that is Being Of Jace and Porter). When J4 says she's a slave to impulse, that she likes being Here, with j3, that's about her dragging her feet to return to her research and find a solution, but its also about her staying in a bad situation just b/c she would rather stay with him. (very. Blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you)

And to me. "i'm yours" is like. there is that kind of like Orphydice to parallel Persephades thing of like coming back for someone or looking back in a way that dooms them both. Like to me, J3 is asking J4 to look back in that moment, giving J4 what he wants by finally putting a voice to his desires, and choosing her. Even if it dooms them both, (traps them both in the underworld), and even if its a little selfish, he wants to know that he is loved.

(Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?)

(Like Orpheus, I can't help but look back at what I want)

(or as is the conceit in Portrait of a Lady on Fire, it's Eurydice telling Orpheus, "turn around").

(Wasn't it gonna be the two of us? weren't we birds of a feather?)

And frankly. Looking back at someone despite yourself. Returning to them time after time. Is very Jaceporter. So like. Can they escape the narrative? Will they make it? Are they doomed? As they exist right now, unable to leave, are they making a life together on the stairs? J4 doesn't answer but she's there. That's an answer.

#i'm honestly so fuckin mad at myself for forgetting the youre early / i missed you parallels in Jaceporter Persephades.#i couldve. gone fuckin CRAZY with that one i just know it #they literally already say i miss you. I was so close #jan.ask #stay / leave screaming #jan.screaming #clone enjoyers anonymous

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c0rrupted-mov · 2 years ago

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specifically sdr2 chiaki nanami

🖕🎭🌟👗🦾?

very curious about these

HIII ANON!!! I’m sorry for being so late, I hope you’re still here!! I was super busy :( Btw I love Chiaki so much I’m super excited to do her!!

🖕 A headcanon relating to anger

She’s not the type of person who easily loses their temper. Usually she tries to reason with the situation and do things cold-headed. But I believe that she’s the best example of "When a nice person gets very angry the devil shivers". If someone DOES piss her off too much she will be MAD. But not in the violent way. She won't scream at the top of her lungs, break things or say mean stuff. But you WILL feel bad and guilty for making someone like her angry. (There’s actually a great representation of it in this komanami fic. It’s in Russian so you will have to put it in a translator but damn this is exactly what I’m talking about. I strongly recommend it!!). She also won't tolerate other people's shit and will call you out, although I'm pretty sure it's canon (ahem, "Nagito, can you please be quiet").

🎭 A headcanon about what they lie about

Hmm, I don't think Chiaki is the type to lie a lot. I see a very honest person in her. But if I thought about it, she might be lying about something health related because yk. Her lifestyle is not very healthy (and perhaps even self-destructive, if we delve into my headcanons on the subject). So if you were worried about her and decided to check on her health regularly, she would probably lie once or twice. For example, about when she went to bed or if she ate today, etc. But she won't do it often because she still doesn't like to lie.

🌟 A headcanon about their desires/wishes

I think Chiaki’s first and most important wish/desire is to find friends and be accepted. I headcanon (and this might be canon but I’m not sure) that she has always been a very lonely kid. Having strong interest in a niche topic that most kids couldn’t relate to + her not having good social skills affected it. So she might not admit it, but Chiaki would give anything to have someone who understands her and would be fond of her interests. Pre-game Chiaki fulfilled this wish but well… Let’s say we ignore canon on this blog.

👗 A headcanon about their clothes

Usually she doesn't care about her clothes a lot and spends most of her days in pajamas. But she LOVES t-shirts with stupid slogans, especially related to games. Something like "Eat. Sleep. Fortnite. Repeat" or ”I paused my game to be here". Her wardrobe is full of shirts like this

🦾 A disability headcanon

Autistic. That’s it. It’s so obvious this is definitely her. You can’t disagree with me this is basically canon. Also she probably has a lot of health issues due to her unhealthy lifestyle? Definitely has poor eyesight but refuses to wear glasses lol

Also this is about my AU where Chiaki survived her anime execution, but in that case, she has a lot more physical problems. Maybe she has sensory/control problems with some of her limbs, or problems with eating and breathing because most of her organs have been damaged. In this AU, she can barely see with her left (it was her left one, right?) eye because of what happened. And I'm not sure if PTSD counts as a disability, but of course you can't go through something like that and NOT get PTSD.

This is it! I hope my headcanons are interesting, ehehe. I love LOVE Chiaki so much it’s fun to think about her character

#ask game #ONCE AGAIN SORRY FOR BEING LATEEE 😭😭😭#hope you will see this post anon :((#nanami chiaki #chiaki nanami #danganronpa #headcanons #headcanons game #sdr2 #sdr2 goodbye despair

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namuneulbo · 3 months ago

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week one hundred and seventy two

i arrived to korea on thursday. the flight went surprisingly well? i even bought anxiety meds beforehand thinking i was gonna crash out during the whole thing but it went so well? i'm so proud of myself. i treated myself a plushie at the moomin store at the helsinki airport so sniff (not sure if he's called that in english too but my internet is ass so i can't be bother to google it) was my emotional support (and head rest) for the flight. i was lucky with my seat too. i got a window seat and the seat between me and the other girl was empty so we both had more space to sit comfortably. she was so nice. she lost her phone at some point so i helped her look for it a little until she came back super happy and went "i found it!!!". she had a sick leopard print coat.

we got scammed by some taxi driver at the airport and then we just rested at the hotel all day after that. my jetlag wasn't that bad and it's completely gone now which is nice. a's is bad still though. she's nice and she has good taste in youtubers. we've been watching some smosh and jenna marbles together over meals. one problem i'm having with her is that she's so tired all the time we can never go out for too long before she wants to go home. i mean i understand that the jetlag is bad so i'll let it slide for now. we visisted the starfield mall in gangnam on saturday but apparently she doesn't like shopping so i'll have to go by myself sometime and look through thoroughly.

i got some stickers for m at work and then i got a schampoo and conditioner at lush. i got the tofu schampoo and valkyrie conditioner because the worker said they compliment each other. the worker was sooooooooooo cool. and cute. he had a cunty little labret piercing. i ate it uuuuuuup. they're very pushy or whatever you should call it in swedish lushes but this was next level. the second we walked in he started showing us body sprays and making us smell multiple ones. i mean... i didn't mind talking to him ehehe. he first made us smell sticky dates and i was like "oh, sitcky dates!" and he seemed happy i knew it haha. i'm delusional... anyways, then my friend eventually told him i was looking for schampoo so he walked over to the schampoo table and showed a bunch of stuff and a then also mentioned i have curly hair so he started looking for a specific one. he then pulled up papago and asked if i wanted the schampoo to straighten my hair or volumize my curls to which i said i wanted it to volumize them. he then recommended tofu. then he continued talking about the conditioners and his coworker joined in and she asked why i was buying the smaller sizes and i explained i'm only here for four months so i don't need the bigger ones but she then recommended i'd get the bigger conditioner at least... which i did but like... i use more schampoo than conditioner TT like conditioner is easier to spread out the lengths than what schampoo is to make it lather up all around my scalp. it's fineeeee.

anyways, continue, she asked me if i liked bts because she saw my mang on my bag. i didn't really know what to say because like yeah? but not really anymore? i just said i used to like them a lot but now i mostly just keep the keychain because i think it's cute. i was just about to pay when the pierced cutie came back and he was like "wait, try this hand lotion!" and showed a small plop of cream on his finger and he reached for my hand so i removed my glove and he started massaging the cream in my hand LIKE DUUUUUUUUUUUDE. they don't do all of this in sweden like are all korean lushes this intimate... but i wanna let all the gods know i'm extremely thankful for letting this gorgeousgorgeous lush man with his cunty little lip piercing and monochrome black work outfit massage the orange blossom scented hand lotion into my left hand for many many seconds. i will think about him at my wedding and sigh.

other than that we haven't really left the mogdong area where our hotel is. we've been to a few convenience stores and we've been to mcdonald's twice. our second day here we tried finding a true korean restaurant but it was so incredibly hard to find somewhere where they had literally ANYTHING without meat in it on the menu. even at mcdonald's i have to eat a pattyless burger. the first and only time i've had a meal containing protein since i got here was on saturday when we found a plant-based restaurant by accident in the starfield mall where i got a mushroom alfredo. so no real korean food yet apart from a couple of triangle gimbabs.

sotw: aespa - whiplash

#namuneulbo #tumblr diary #diary #diary blog #online diary

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garutonaagent · 1 year ago

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Maika Fantasia - Chapter 1: Catch Dream (1 of 5)

(Note/Disclaimer: Using “Bubble Translator” and making slight tweaks in case of broken English, here is a very loose translation! Due to photo limitations per post, only screenshots of specific moments will be present; otherwise, it's dialogue translated via text-only)

Chapters: Prologue: Part 1 / Part 2(&3) Chapter 1: Part 1 (you are here!) / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Chapter 2: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Chapter 3: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Chapter 4: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Chapter 5: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Chapter 6: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Chapter 7: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Chapter 8: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Title: That was one summer day, three years ago Location: shop

Yume: Hello!

Auntie: Oh, it's Hinaga's little Yume-chan! Hello!

Yume: You see, a magazine came out today...

Auntie: Fufu, I think I've got it right here, Idol☆Times.

Yume: Yeah, that's it! Eheh heh, thank you as always...

Auntie: Not a problem. I remember you saying you like Crystalia, is that right? There was a special feature on them, so I thought you might want it.

Yume: Yeah, there's this really wonderful idol named rioko-san, and I really admire her.

Auntie: Fufu, you look so happy. I wish Yume-chan would become an idol too. Auntie will support you.

Yume: Eh--!? Me, an idol? I never thought about that before...

Auntie: That's a shame, because you're so cute! It's a great opportunity, so why not give it a try?

Yume: (Me...an idol...!)

Yume: (At that time, I was shocked that I could become an idol; that I could shine just like rioko-san.)

Yume: (It's been three years since then, and here I am now...)

Location: School zone

Udzuki: Yume, I'm sorry. Did I make you wait?

Yume: Ah, no! It's okay~! Thank you for your hard work for the school committee!

Udzuki: Fufufu, and thank you. Well, shall we walk home together?

Yume: The other day, while you were back at school, I went to my usual practice place, and--

Udzuki: Eh? Um, along the abandoned railway line...? Alone?

Yume: Yeah, Udzuki-chan seemed busy at school......

Udzuki: That's not good, it's dangerous to go out there alone...

Yume: Fufu, Udzuki-chan is such a worrywart.

Udzuki: Hmph...you're saying that so happily. So, what's going on?

Yume: Ah, oh yeah, oh yeah, that's right, huh? When I was taking a dance lesson, a little tanuki(2) came out. She was so cute~

Udzuki: Fufu, I wanted to see you too, so why don't you take me with you next time?

Yume: Yeah, of course!

Yume: Ah~ah......I can't wait (1)--

Together: I wanna be a dancer!

Yume: Wha--

Udzuki: Ufufu, I even memorized what you've been saying lately.

Yume: I, did...I say it that much?

Udzuki: Yes, "I've always been thinking that I'm going to become an idol, and I'm going to become a dancer like rioko!"

Udzuki: You always speak with such sparkling eyes.

Yume: N--now that you mention it...it's a little embarrassing...

Yume: But, you know? rioko is really amazing.

Yume: She's always beautiful and cute...but that's not all.

Yume: She has such a strong radiance that gives courage to us fans watching.

Yume: ...ugh, not again--! Okay, I get it, I can see why that could be a problem.

Udzuki: Fufufu...!

Yume: Udzuki-chan, you're tired of hearing it too, aren't you?

Udzuki: Yes, I suppose so.

Udzuki: But, your feelings for your idol...might have sounded creepy just for today.

Yume: Eh? That's, what do you mean--

Udzuki: Say, Yume...were you looking at this?

Yume: Is this...a newspaper clipping?

Yume: Ah---

[ "We are recruiting the next generation of dancers! Auditions to be held" ]

Yume: ...this is...

Udzuki: Ufufu, this is what you've been waiting for, isn't it?

Yume: Yeah! Hey Udzuki-chan, you'll take the test with me, right?

Udzuki: Yes, my current dream is to become a dancer, just like you.

Udzuki: The two of us, let's go to Tokyo.

Yume: Aha, ahaha...! It feels like a dream! We'll definitely pass!

Udzuki: Ufufu, yeah! Together, of course!

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1 = I had to use DeepL for this line because, according to Bubble Translate, all Yume is doing here is screaming,,,,okay, friend. 2 = racoon dog

#maika fantasia #idol mobile game #idol mobage #maika fantasia story

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vorish-wonderland · 2 years ago

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Some poor unfortunate soul broke contract and got himself... punished. You walk in on it happening. Floyd wants to punish you in the same way, only problem is... you haven't made a contract.

Includes: soft/safe vore, unwilling prey

★✦Wanna Join The Fun~?✦★

☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

You heard so many strange noises from further down the hallway... just what is going on?

You keep walking towards the source, wondering what it could be. Then, you heard a contented sigh and someone start talking.

"Theeeeeere we go... see? That wasn't so hard, was it~?"

Oh, that sounds like Floyd. Wonder what he's up to!

"You're gonna be in there for a while, y'got that? Struggle and scream all you want, I'm not letting you out~"

...

Huh, that seems weird. What's he talking about...?

"By the way, it's gonna hurt. Ehehe, ya scared~? Oh, but you wanted this, yeah? You wanted to break contract. You wanted to rebel against Azul. And look where it got you."

That's when you found him.

Floyd was sitting on the floor, looking very full. As in, you could actively see the shape of what he's just eaten. A full person. A full, living person.

Suddenly, he gasped and turned his head towards you. He had the biggest smile on his face.

"Heeeeeeya Little Shrimpy~!" He said, waving at you. "Howsit goin'~?"

"You can... do that...?" You asked.

"Eh? Do what?"

"Uh... t-that." You said, pointing slightly nervously at his stomach.

"Is this meant to be impressive or something? Can humans... not do this?" Floyd asked, genuinely confused.

"Not typically, no..."

"Haha! Are ya jealous of me~?"

"Not really..."

Floyd stared at you for a moment, before smirking and patting his stomach.

"Are ya jealous of this guy~?"

"W-what?! No, o-of course not!"

"Aha~! You're so pink, now you really look like a shrimp!" Floyd licked his lips. "But... you keep looking at it... d'you wanna touch it~?"

"Touch it-?!"

"Yeah~! C'mon, it'll be fun, you'll like it!" Floyd leaned forward, resting his head on his bulging stomach. "I won't bite you or anything~"

Should you?

Is this a good idea?

No, it can't be, but...

You are deathly curious...

You cautiously began walking towards Floyd.

You kneeled down and nervously placed a hand on it. You could feel the person moving. You could almost hear them too...

"Hey, Shrimpy..." Floyd grabbed your other hand tightly. "Wanna join the fun~?"

"Fun...?"

Floyd brought your hand up to his face.

"Yeah~! Ehehe... you're clearly jealous of this guy... but you don't have to be! You can join him if you want~"

"N-no, that's fine, I... I don't-"

"Too bad~!"

Floyd shoved your hand into his mouth, horrifying you.

You pulled your hand away from him, and you ran away as fast as you could.

"Aww... I was really hoping I'd get to eat 'em..." Floyd pouted.

You ran absolutely as fast as you could through the hallways of Octavinelle, thoughts racing through your head. Floyd really just tried to eat you! Well yeah, obviously! He made it very clear he wanted to! Why are you surprised?!

As you ran, you slammed full force into someone.

"Ah-! Now what was that for?" The person asked, turning around. "Oh, hello, (Y/N). Whatever is the matter?"

"Oh! J-Jade..." You sighed. "Your brother... h-he just tried... to eat me..."

"Oh dear, yes he does that sometimes. Would you like me to hide you if you're scared?"

"Um... y-yes please..."

"Ok, just close your eyes. I'll tell you when you can open them again." Jade told you as he pulled out his magic pen. "This specific spell hides the subject using light and as such can really hurt your eyes if they are open while the spell is casted."

"Alright, that, uh... that makes sense..."

You closed your eyes.

You ignored all the red flags such as your body feeling strange, the feeling of you being grabbed, and the sudden heat, as those could absolutely just be other side effects of the spell.......

"You can open your eyes (Y/N)."

You did as asked and-

Oh great.

You're tiny.

And you're in his mouth.

Amazing.

This is exactly what you needed right now.

Regardless of which option you decided to choose, the result was the same. You ended up in the stomach of an eel. Great.

Jade walked through the hallways of the dorm, searching for his brother.

Eventually he finds him, Floyd very nearly falling asleep on the floor of the hallway with an entire person inside of him.

"Floyd."

"-Huh? Yeah?" He asked, being snapped out of his sleepiness. "Ohhhhhhh, heya Jade!"

"I assume that's someone who's broken contract?"

"Yeah yeah, don't worry... just punishing 'im like Azul asked me to."

"Just be sure to let him out before you fully fall asleep. Remember that we aren't allowed to kill people here."

"Uh-huh, yeah..." Floyd dismissively said. "Oh! By the way, 've you seen Shrimpy anywhere~? I tried to eat them earlier but they got away... I really wanna feel 'em squirm around in there, ehehe~!"

"I have not seen them but I will let you know if I do."

Jade began to walk away, reminding his brother to let the poor soul go.

"(Y/N), I hope you realize that even though I've hidden you temporarily, the next time he sees you he will eat you." Jade informed you when he was far enough away from his brother. "My apologies. You'll be fine long as you remember to struggle for him, he enjoys that, he'll enjoy it even more since it's you. Anyways, the point is you'll be safe, so don't worry too much, but make sure to make it fun for him... fufu, you don't want him to get bored while you're in his stomach, do you~?"

You sighed.

Something tells you that tomorrow is gonna be a looooong day...

#i call that the bait and switch #you get it? bait? like what you use to catch fish?#man i'm so funny #safe vore #soft vore #twst vore #twisted wonderland vore #gt vore #same size vore #floyd leech #jade leech #v.ore #v/ore

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eros-vigilante · 2 years ago

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octopath stories favorite to least favorite? !! including both 1 & 2 if u want!!!

hey. hi. hwat's up. i'm the #1 apologist/defender of the ot1 stories so it's more like tiers than ranking OK. this includes my biases.

mild spoilers for ot1

tier 1: cyrus & therion this one is obvious. biggest parts i like are how strongly cyrus' story indirectly characterizes him through how he makes very scary situations feel lower stakes bc he doesn't treat them very heavily (even if he should) / and how well written i think therion's thought process + Brain Problems are. specifically in the area where his healing is not linear. in fact with how he acts in cotc (summarized as: about as "friendly" as his early ch3 but not as much as ch4) it makes me think the events in ravus manor was a big push back for him and it wasn't only wellspring that gave him a kind of relapse or obstacle...

tier 2: primrose, h'aanit, alfyn. primrose is carried by her backstory imo. disclaimer i hate her visual (outfit) design but this is stories. and it's soo cool that the game does not dance (eheh.) around her being a sex worker nor does it imply she hates it or was forced into it. she chose to work in sunshade knowing what she was getting into because she decided it was her best chance at getting the information she needed. the job itself is neutral to her and its helgenish that's negative. i love h'aanit's story so much because it puts such a focus on her love for her adoptive father. she's super nonchalant about every incredible thing she does in her journey because "master has done jobs like these all the time." until she gets to the monster her father hasn't killed and even then she's like OK i need to go reunite with my fath- i mean mentor now. alfyn's is really good in theming & using foil characters to the fullest with vanessa, miguel, and ogen. really good at the nuance of the medical field and such.

tier 3: tressa, ophilia, olberic. to me no tier is that far below the above one i love them all so so much. so instead of rehashing the usual criticisms i'm gunna keep saying what i like about em. tressa's is well-suited to the coming-of-age theme while still keeping her in the context and stakes of the world. i think putting her in a port town was a great way to have her already be very well-versed in how to handle herself and conflict. ophilia's makes sense in her being 'bland' or her early chapters being too calm because like. that's kinda how she's been her entire life after joining the church. i think people just ignore lianna's part of the story beyond [major spoiler ahead] her being morally grey/temporarily antagonist because their dynamic is incredibly important to the story. lianna was always the one participating more directly in the church, delivering the sermons, and she was the one who was supposed to do the kindling. its their fathers illness that forces ophilia into that role that wasn't 'suited' to her because shes 'just' adopted, 'just' an orphan, 'just' a nice girl. also lianna's half of the story is about how people get coerced into joining cults so i dislike when she's reduced to a villain for being actively and intentionally manipulated (one of my friends didn't know, but mattias poisoned their father. he killed him, specifically to have power over his daugher/s. lianna wasn't decidedly turning to him for answers, he was pulling her along.) OK. i will be the first to admit that olberic's story is super weirdly paced but its a fun story. it escalates a little bit each chapter and ends with finality and closure. also ERHARDT ! !!!!!!! ERHARDT ERHARDT IS IN THIS ONE. we love that guy. i love that guy. olberic loves that guy.

#rhinoyo #nbox #octopath #meows

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waywardstation · 3 years ago

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Ehehe. I'm glad that you like the ideas so much! Thinking about all of this makes me want to make a thing of some kind but hrrrrrg! Brain no work good! No specific ideas on a thing to make! >.< But I'm glad to hear that you've actually played the games before! Funny enough, I've only read the book (and didn't even finish it lol) and haven't played the games, but really REALLY want to! I was assigned the first few chapters as part of a Russian Sci-fi class I took a while back, and even though I've never finished the book, the worldbuilding is just SO GOOD and has just stuck in my head like glue ever since! It's such a simple premise for a post-apocalypse, but one with a lot of novel possibilities to explore! Definitely a franchise I would 10/10 recommend! Subway apocalypse AU goes brrrrrr

Actually you're completely right about how Ingo goes missing! When I came up with that idea (which compared to the rest I didn't put that much thought into) I was kinda thinking of playing on Ingo's tendency towards independence vs Emmet's tendency towards dependence. But also like... That might not have been what happened at all, but rather is what Emmet thought must have happened after Ingo disappeared. They had an argument, went to bed, and then Ingo was missing in the morning. So Emmet just assumed that Ingo disappeared because of the argument, and after Ghetsis declared that Ingo was dead, Emmet thought that Ingo must have gone in alone and gotten captured (and that Ghetsis is lying about him being dead) when in reality something else happened. But them getting surprise attacked makes a lot more sense! And also it makes a fair bit of sense that Ingo would be taken and not Emmet. Specializing in Double Battles, Emmet would likely be MUCH better at crowd control, so taking on multiple grunts at once is no problem for him, meanwhile Ingo who specializes in Singles could get quickly overwhelmed by superior numbers. So if they got separated, Emmet would be unable to cover for Ingo's weaknesses, and then Ingo gets overwhelmed and captured. Once Emmet sees that they had captured Ingo, Emmet actually started pushing Team Plasma back, (he's PISSED!) forcing them to cut their losses and flee with just the one prisoner.

Also a few other thoughts... For what's happening with N... WHY NOT COMBINE IDEAS! :D After Ghetsis beat N and absorbed his dragon friend into Kyurem, N was forced into being a figurehead for Team Plasma. N did have some pretty good PR after all, and there are still some zealots out there that would do whatever N says. Plus this is a decent way to bring the old members of Team Plasma who refused to join the new iteration back into the organization without them annoyingly resisting. However Ghetsis plans on killing N, but framing it in such a way as to turn him into a martyr. Nothing will bind your organization together quite like a martyr after all! N knows this and so at the first good opportunity he tries to escape.

(Under the presumption that we're focusing on the Subway stuff here instead of that being a thing happening on the side with most of the story actually happening on the surface...) Now that the Subway system has become organized and is fairly secure, they've been sending scouts out to try and find Team Plasma's weaknesses in hopes of possibly infiltrating their headquarters and freeing the League members, and Ingo especially if they can find him (Emmet still believes that Ingo was just captured and isn't dead). It's on one of these scouting missions that they find and capture N before Team Plasma can stop him from escaping. N is a VERY valuable prisoner, so they take him to the Boss, Emmet. But then they find out that N hates what Team Plasma has done and wants to join their resistance efforts! He'll need to prove himself that he isn't just trying to infiltrate their safe haven for Team Plasma's benefit, but they're willing to give him a chance.

I think that it could be a lot of fun to play with the Truth vs Ideals dynamic with Emmet and N's interactions, with their interactions being slightly different depending on which dragon N had befriended. (I tend to see Emmet as representing Truth (though there can be a good argument made to the opposite) so...) If N's partner was Reshiram I can see N and Emmet just hanging out and vibing, pretty chill with one another. But if N's partner was Zekrom, while N and Emmet's beliefs clash, Emmet can't help but to like the kid and grow fond of him over time. He can't help but to see just a little bit of Ingo in N... Maybe while Ingo is off in Hisui becoming adopted Uncle to Akari/Dawn, Emmet is forming a relationship and becoming N's new adopted Uncle! Parallels! Yay!

Also on an entirely different note, my brain can't help but to be like, "What if the Akari that Ingo brings back with him to frozen Unova is Orre!Akari!?" It cold be pretty funny, tbh. Like, Akari would be 120% in her element in the subway tunnels! But Emmet is VERY annoyed with her for all the problems she causes. Just like... Emmet: Of all the kids you had to bring back... Why did you have to bring back a thief!? Ingo: Hey! Your adopted kid was a cult leader! Emmet: ... Alright, fine. You win... At least the Joltiks tend to bite when people try to steal them...

Though seriously. With their abilities to create potions and revives from scratch, Akari and Ingo would be FANTASTIC assets for their resistance movements! May be enough to turn the tide of the whole conflict... >.>

Man, that’s great that it was actually assigned reading! My assigned readings were never as fun or entertaining haha. But yes! The games are very fun! The subway apocalypse aesthetic is done very well in the games, and the phenomenons add something very exciting but terrifying to it! I love them! If you play the games and enjoy them, you might also like Escape from Tarkov! It’s very similar I think! While you play the games I gotta read the book haha

I see what you were doing, playing on the themes with Ingo and Emmet! Honestly there are a few great ways to go about this whole inciting incident, and I think another ask proposed another interpretation as well!! I think I’ll get to that next. But I think the important aspects of this would be that it’s a division of ideas on what to do that could end up getting Ingo caught in the end, and having him go through the events that throw him into Hisui, while Emmet is left to pick up the pieces. Ingo doesn’t remember anything, so it doesn’t do anything much for him, but it gives Emmet a sense of guilty determination to keep pushing and to do even better with protecting the subway. He’ll be here when Ingo gets back, but for now he’s going to do what Ingo would have wanted, and protect the people. Safety first!

As for N, that is interesting making him a figurehead! A few people have suggested that (I still need to get to those too haha) so maybe it could work. The martyr idea is novel though, and quite interesting. It still sort of ties to implications from the original game with him wanting to use N and throw him away when he’s done. But of course, N would get out of that situation before that could be carried out.

The concept of Emmet and a group looking for Ingo in a base, only to find N could have a lot going for it. Emmet is upset that Ingo isn’t here. N is here instead, and he’s one of Plasma’s heads! But why is he down in this dingy base? When Emmet finds out N is having things done against his will, and is only a puppet figurehead, he takes N back with him. Both because N doesn’t want to keep doing what Ghetsis is doing, and because it would publicly ruin Ghetsis. That’s what you get for taking Emmet’s brother. There is a lot that you can do with the dynamics too, yes!! No matter which way you frame it, according to the legendaries alignment, there is a fun dynamic there to work off of.

AND YES ORRE!AKARI STRIKES AGAIN she would be so fun to put into any AU, but especially in post apocalyptic ones? She would thrive haha. All the subway civilians better watch their personal items though, Ingo just brought a kleptomaniac into a semi-public living space.

But you’re right! Living in the wilds would give Ingo and Akari a sort of innovative advantage that would seem sorely needed to thrive in the frozen post-apocalyptic city. They could teach the underground subway community once they get back!

#Ghetsis Wins AU

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atomic-thomas · 3 years ago

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(Fake ASMR Commission) Planning A Wedding With Your Giantess Fiance

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"Babe... Baaaaabe... Wake up, sweetie. We have a busy day today."

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"We need to plan our wedding. It's gonna be big... Just like me."

...

"I know we just got engaged yesterday... But you do realize the scale of this event, right? I don't think a human has ever married a giant before. The scope of this wedding is gonna be unlike anything that's ever been done before. It'll be totally unique."

...

"Yes, my sisters are in relationships with humans as well, but they haven't reached the engagement point like us yet."

"One of my sisters rescued a human from a harsh blizzard & they became a couple after just one day. That human really took a liking to her. She's so kind-hearted & affectionate that I don't think she could've brought herself to say 'No' even if she tried. But I'm glad they're happy together all the same."

"My other sister took a human by force. She just kidnapped them. And they didn't even mind. They were even happy about it. Though considering their previous living conditions, being captured by a rich giantess who just wants to love you is only a good thing. I just hope that her violent tendencies don't cause problems in their relationship. She is seriously overprotective."

"Anyway, can you please get out of bed now? It's already past 8:00."

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"Haven't you slept in enough? Come on. I may be a hundred-foot tall titan, but even I can't plan a wedding all by myself."

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"Do I need to snatch you out of that tiny bed myself? You know you can't possibly resist. My strength would effortlessly overwhelm you."

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"Hiding under the covers won't save you. You're just delaying the inevitable."

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"Gotcha! You're all mine. Now you're dangling from my fingertips as I hold you above certain doom."

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"Ahaha~ Calm down, honey. You know I wouldn't actually drop you. Giants just have an intimidating sense of humor. The 'Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum' kinda humor, you know?"

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"Okay, fine. Here. I'll place you in the palm of my hand. There. Nice & safe. God, you look so cute & adorable. I could just eat you up."

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"Ehehe~ Alright, I suppose that's enough fluff for one morning. Let's actually get down to business. I'll run the sink so you can wash up. Then we can discuss the matter at hand."

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"I've been thinking about what we could eat at the wedding. Any ideas?"

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"A stuffed whole roasted dragon. Oooh, that sounds delicious."

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"Of course I can slay it myself. I'll just use my bare hands to get the job done. Who needs a group of heavily armed mercenaries when you can just get a giant to do the work for you? I'll bring back the biggest dragon I can find. We'll be eating good for sure."

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"I don't think there's a specific stuffing made just for dragons. We'll probably just have to settle for a ton of vegetables. Not that there's anything wrong with that."

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"The other ingredients are simple to obtain. There's a race of serpents that live in the volcanic region. They're culinary experts. We could ask for anything & they'd provide in spades. They can even use the volcano to cook the dragon once we remove it's heat-resistant scales."

...

"Yeah, I guess that sorts out food. But where should we host the wedding? I need a suitable environment for... Obvious reasons."

...

"Well... It can't just be on the ground. I really don't think that would work. I don't want to have to constantly look down to talk to people. I also don't want to risk tripping & falling for any reason. Can you imagine if that happened while there were people underneath me? It'd be horrible."

...

"Right. We need to be facing each other while saying our vows. I suppose I could just hold you up to my face, but... If the entire wedding is gonna be elevated for my sake then it's all the same.

...

"A risen platform sounds like a good idea. Although we could just set it up on a cliff top. Then I could just stand beside the cliff so we're at eye level."

...

"You're not picky. Good. Neither am I. Whatever works."

...

"We can build a dance floor if you really want, but... Don't expect me to do any dancing. I planned on hiring some elves to play music for us, but the dance floor is your idea."

...

"Is it not obvious? If I tried dancing, I would quake the Earth & wreck the wedding. There's no way I'm doing that."

...

"Slow dancing. Okay, that's cute & all, but... Realistically, I would just end up holding you in my hand while awkwardly spinning in circles or swaying back & forth. It's not really dancing if I'm being honest."

...

"Oh yeah! My wedding dress. Okay. That one is easy. Where I come from, there's a fellow giant who makes clothes. I can just buy one. Done deal."

...

"Hmmm... I don't think we're missing anything. We just need to invite people. Including my mother & sisters of course."

"Except my father. He, uh... Really hates humans. I want him to stay as far away as possible from my precious darling."

...

"Sure, you can visit the rest of my family if you want. I can bring you to see them right now. I needed to invite them anyway."

...

"You're welcome, hun. I love you so much. Our hearts may differ in size, but the energy within is parallel. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

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THE END

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formenis · 4 years ago

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From knight to detective

Anon asked: “ Can you do a scenario of L having a relationship with reader and she doesn't know that he is L and she is part of the Task Force that show up to meet L and she is unprepared for finding out he is L and when he talks to her privately he tells her everything“.

A/N: sure thing, dear. Gosh, I’m not capable of sum up...I always write too much eheh. I have to remind you English is not my first language so I apologise for the mistakes you’ll find for sure.

pairing: L x FBI agent!fem!reader

warnings: nope

requested: yes

F/P = favourite painter

S/C = skin colour

It all started during the "Wara Ningyo Murders" or -as police knew it- the "Los Angeles BB Serial Murder Cases". Y/N and Naomi Misora were friends back in the States, both of them were skilful and quite cherished in the FBI headquarters. The resulting capture of the murderer of this case helped launch Naomi's reputation within the FBI.

«So how was working with the best detective alive?» Y/N and her friend Naomi were drinking a coffee together in one of their rare spare moments far from work.

«I don’t know if I can talk about it, Y/N» Naomi replied with a sympathetic smile.

«Oh come on! At least what his voice sounds like»

«Again, I don’t know. He used voice changers during our calls. But!» she said with enthusiasm and Y/N frowned in confusion. «I met someone you would like»

«Who?»

That was when Y/N met "Ryuzaki", an enigmatic and mysterious young man who had the hobby of solving cases like private or consulting detectives. Since Y/N was a FBI agent and Ryuzaki a private detective, they would meet many times in crime scenes. The young agent felt like she was Dr. Watson and Ryuzaki was Sherlock Holmes: he would theorize many possible scenarios for the above-mentioned case and Y/N listened to him in disbelief. But Ryuzaki was not the sole smart one, Y/N had a shrewd mind too: her unique methods of investigation and her strong power of observation made her one of the best FBI agents. That was why Ryuzaki started to request her presence and assistance more often.

«Good evening, Miss L/N»

«Ryuzaki! I told you to call me Y/N. There's no need for such formalities» she chuckled quietly, the two of them were on a crime scene again.

«I apologise, force of habit I guess» Ryuzaki played with his pale lips using the thumb. Y/N understood Ryuzaki's way of communicating with his body: if he played with his lips (like he was doing in that moment) it meant he was deep in through; if he stared emotionless at something, it meant he was bothered by something; or if he ate more sweets than usual it meant that the investigations were in a turning point and his brain needed more "fuel". That was easy for Y/N to understand those things, it was her job after all.

«What are you thinking of, Ryuzaki?»

The young man seemed surprised. «Ah, it seems I don’t have secrets for you, Y/N»

She chuckled again. «Nope»

Y/N couldn’t know it but she was wrong. Terribly wrong. However, as time passed the two of them grew quite closer. Not only because of work but because they somehow matched each other. Very often Y/N would move up Ryuzaki in many things, they would think the same thing and they worried for each other during difficult and risky cases. Soon enough Y/N started to develop feeling for that weird, clever boy but she didn’t know it the feelings were mutual. Ryuzaki seemed without emotions as if nothing touched him. Even in the most terrible crime scene he would not be that shocked as anybody else.

Unaware of Y/N, there was a very simple explanation for that attitude of his: Ryuzaki was feeling overwhelmed. He was very good at not showing it but the truth was that something changed in him. At first he treated Y/N as a common FBI agent, neither kind not bad. Their relationship was purely linked to work. But then week after week, case after case, Y/N dusted a forgotten trait of his personality.

«Agent Y/N, would you like to join me in an exhibit? I heard from Miss Misora you like F/P»

«But it is private, Ryuzaki. You have to have the tickets»

«It just so happens that I have two tickets with me. The senior manager is a friend of mine»

«Really?» Y/N said surprised. «I would love to, Ryuzaki!»

Ryuzaki smiled in seeing such happiness in his cute FBI agent. The exhibit would be the perfect chance to understand if what he felt for Y/N was mutual.

♰ TIME SKIP ♰

Ah, the exhibit. Such a wonderful place. Y/N loved everything about it: the guide, the paintings and Ryuzaki's company of course. Moreover, it was the exhibit of F/P, Y/N's best artist. She was in bliss.

Once the guide ended the tour, the guesses could roam around the place to have a better look at each artwork. Ryuzaki expressed his approval to a specific painting, a still life to be precise. And when he noticed Y/N liked it too he started to describe the history of the said painting.

His voice enchanted Y/N. So deep despite Ryuzaki's young age and extremely alluring. She would listen to him for hours if it was possible. Y/N was so focused in it that she didn’t noticed Ryuzaki asked her something.

«Uh? What did you say?»

«I said, Y/N…are you enjoying the evening?» Ryuzaki was sitting in front of that still life in his usual position, with the legs pressed the chest. Y/N was beside him.

«Yes, a lot. Thank you Ryuzaki» she smiled kindly at him and it forced the young detective to look away. Then he started to play nervously with his lips. «Something is bothering you?»

«I have a confession to make, Y/N»

Oh dear, no. At that phrase, Y/N started to panic. Was he tired of her company? Did she do something wrong? Did he want to stop working together? So many questions span inside Y/N's mind.

«Yes?» she tried to stay as much calm as possible, hoping her voice would not betray her.

«We met a while ago and I have to admit I really appreciate your presence. Both as an agent and as a person. I would like to become closer to you, if you agree» he turned to look at her. His black eyes were much gentler than usual, his look full of…happiness? Y/N couldn’t tell.

She blushed, her face was as red as the apples in the still life painted in front of them. She noticed that Ryuzaki extended a hand waiting for her answer. «Of course, Ryuzaki»

Y/N put her hand over his and he kissed on the hand gently. This made Y/N blush even more, now she was truly one of those red apples.

And with that, they set off the beginning of their relationship. Outside work Ryuzaki was a really romantic person: he would rub Y/N's shoulders (he was really good with massages); he would play with her silky H/C hair while thinking or he would simply listen to her after a stressful day at work.

«You can call me whenever you want. Even if there's no reason to, Y/N» and «I like how your hands fit perfectly in mines» were the most romantic things Y/N heard from Ryuzaki. She even wrote them down in her personal agenda.

More time passed and December 2003 came fast. For some time now, criminals from all around the would were dying of heart attacks at an unprecedented rate and all law enforcements were concerned and scared but this. Thanks to some colleagues, Y/N learnt that the greatest detective L was mentioned in one of the many Interpol meetings.

L was considered the best detective in the world. He solved the most complex of cases, even ones that were considered unsolvable. The problem was that nobody knows who L was. And if they existed. According to Naomi Misora they were real and this L was worth their title. It was in that moment that Y/N made a decision: as a FBI agent, she would take part at that case. In Japan, people started to call the main responsible of these killings "Kira" and she couldn’t wait to start the investigations.

«Ryu, I have to tell you something…»

«What is it, Y/N?»

They were on the phone, as often happened when the two of them had work up to their necks.

«I applied for the Kira case. I want to be a part of the task-force»

Silence.

For five minutes neither of them dared to speak. Y/N was waiting for an answer, she was chewing nervously her lips. After a while she heard a sigh.

«Y/N, it's dangerous. It's better if you stay in the States»

«But Ryuzaki! I want to be helpful! You know I can't stay here while there's some mad serial killer around the world that kills with the force of their mind»

«Y/N, such things don’t exist»

«Don’t change the topic, Ryu»

Again, silence. Y/N bet Ryuzaki was playing with his lips as much as she was chewing hers. She knew he was worried for her but she couldn’t stay at home doing nothing. She had to do something.

«Please, Y/N. Consider it again. The Kira case is too much…»

«Ryu, I'm a decorated FBI agent, I can take care of myself. You don’t need to worry»

For the third time, the call fell silent. Ryuzaki was thinking for sure, Y/N could hear the soft sound of him chewing his thumb. «Promise me you'll be careful» he interrupted the silence with his usual emotionless voice.

«Of course I will»

This allowed Y/N to fly to Japan more lightweight knowing Ryuzaki was by her side despite the distance. But another big event was waiting for her: the first meeting with L.

♰ TIME SKIP ♰

After many ordeals (like the death of Y/N's friend Naomi Misora), the main Japanese task-force against Kira was formed: Soichiro Yagami, Touta Matsuda, Hirokazu Ukita, Hideki Ide, Shuichi Aizawa and Kanzo Mogi. And of course Y/N L/N. It was New Year's Eve when the task-force received a message from L:

"I would like to meet the seven of you who have my trust as soon as possible. Do not speak of our meeting, or having met me, or what we will be doing, to anyone who is not in the room now.

Please leave the NPA building to discuss whether you can swear to the above, and whether you can trust me. Only those who agree to work with me in this investigation shall return to the room, and I will send my further conditions for our meeting to this computer."

That was it! The moment Y/N was waiting for a long time! As L explained in other notes left in the laptop, the entire task-force arrived at a luxury hotel where they knocked at the door of a room and were asked to enter. They were about to meet L.

"Oh gosh I'm so nervous!" Y/N though while staying behind the rest of the task-force. Her heart was racing fast and she couldn’t hide the excitement. We were talking about the greatest detective alive after all.

"I wonder…who gave them that title?"

Pink wall-to-wall carpeting, beige couches with red pillows and luxurious black doors. That was the aspect of L's room. From where Y/N was standing she could only see the furniture of that room but she petrified when she heard his voice.

«I am L»

Y/N went pale in one second. The excitement was soon replaced by fear and later by anger. But she had to be sure, she needed to see him. Maybe Y/N missed Ryuzaki to such a point that she heard his voice everywhere.

No, there must be something else. Ryuzaki's voice was too unique and peculiar to be confused with another one. There must be him for sure. And once Y/N made her way through those men, she had the certainty that she had Ryuzaki in front of her.

«Please turn off your cell phones, laptops, and any other electronic equipment you may have, and place them on the table first»

«You think we might have our cell phones on talk mode so someone outside could monitor our conversation…?» Aizawa asked quite annoyed.

"No, he hates when phones rings if he is talking…" Y/N though while doing as L said. She had to maintain a professional attitude despite she was boiling inside. She wanted to cry but to punch Ryuzaki at the same time.

«It's not that. I can't stand it when someone's cell phone rings when I'm talking» the detective replied while "sitting" in one of those fancy armchairs. «But before discussing about the case, I would rather have a talk with agent L/N in private»

The task-force moved in another part of room so Y/N and Ryuzaki would be alone. Silence filled the room, an anger and disappointed silence to be precise. They were still wearing their professional masks.

«Why didn’t you tell me…» Y/N was the first to give in. Her hands were curled into fists, the way her body tremble suggested rage or a desperate effort not to cry. L was aware Y/N was going to lose control if he didn’t explain himself.

«I couldn’t Y/N…you know very well I couldn’t»

«Of course you can! It costs nothing, Ryuzaki. Just few words!» that was it, Y/N lost control.

«What should I have said then? Something like "Hello I'm L, the greatest detective in the world and I think I developed strong feelings for you"» Y/N was going to answer back but L interrupted her by raising the index. «Everything about L is dangerous. My words, my actions, my presence…they all are dangerous for other people. That's why I work alone, Y/N»

«But you weren’t alone when we worked together» now sadness was taking place in Y/N's mind instead of anger. She felt so betrayed.

«It was different back then, Y/N. They were simple cases, neither me nor you were in danger. But this case…Kira is the symbol of danger and injustice, Y/N. I don’t want you to be involved»

«I'm already involved, Ryuzaki. And like it or not, I'm going to the bottom of this» the young FBI agent replied with determination but hot tears started to form on her eyes, clouding partially her sight. «I just…wanted you to be sincere with me» those tears fell over her smooth S/C cheeks.

L, seeing that scene in front of him, felt very bad for his Y/N. That was why he didn’t want her to be involved: he couldn’t bare crying people. But not because he hated them but because he didn’t know what to do, how to soothe that suffering. And the sight of Y/N crying in front of him broke his heart.

He stood up and walked closer to Y/N. And when he hugged her she gasped loudly, meaning she didn’t notice him approaching her. She stopped crying, yes, but sadness was still there.

«I…I'm sorry Y/N. My only intent was to protect you. I know you don’t need a knight in shining armour but when this case came out I knew I had to do something. Maybe you would hate me for the rest of your life but if it meant you would live it was alright. So please…realise there wasn’t malice in my actions»

Y/N hugged him back, smelling the sweet scent of his white shirt. The warmth of his body and the heartbeat were so calming, sadness melted in a matter of seconds. They stood there for entire minutes not moving, just appreciating each other presence.

«You're right, I don’t need a knight in shining armour…I want a detective in a white shirt»

L chuckled and that sound sent chills down Y/N's spine. Gosh, she missed that sound.

«Here I am»

«Do not keep secrets from me, Ryu»

«Never again»

#death note #l lawliet #death note scenario #death note headcanons #x reader #reader insert #x you #x y/n #naomi misora #l x reader #l x you #l x y/n

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nex-ture · 4 years ago

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Hiyaaa I saw your matchups were open and wanted to submit a request! Sorry if this is too long ehehe ;;

I identify as a demiboy and use he/they pronouns, and I’m greysexual & heteromantic

For appearance I’m 5’5, I have a little bit longer than shoulder length hair (I like to wear it in a ponytail a lot!) i have brown eyes, and I’m really skinny, and have pale-ish skin, however it ends up getting tanned super easily.

As for personality I’m an INFJ Virgo, I would say I’m an ambivert, I can talk to people on the spot, but I wouldn’t say I’m always amazing at it- however I can be quite loud and lively with the right people and atmosphere. For other random facts & personality info I’m definitely someone who has morals/ideals, but my relationships and friends are top my top priority. I’m also really, really jealous but shh shh, anyways. I’m also kinda stubborn, and when I get in an argument I’ll end up carrying it out for a couple hours before caving and apologizing, and hoping things go back to normal. Even though I am a stubborn and sometimes downright chaotic person, I have an empathetic side, and I’ve gotten “youre wise for your age” more times than I can count, and I end up being the “mom friend” or “therapist friend”. To quote my friends, "You don’t just make me face my problems, you make me ask the deeper questions that let me solve my problems and cope With pain.” I would want to get in a relationship to feel loved, and so I could devote and help change my partner for the better, or help them get through things they’re dealing with internally.

Now for hobbies! When it comes to sports I’m not that good- being a perfectionist means I’m not the best team player in those types of games, and end up slowing the team down. Because of that I’ve enjoyed more 1 on 1 hobbies, I like playing games, (specifically Genshin ofc), listening to music, and drawing! I love to make OC’s and other types of characters and imagine them in the universe they’re supposed to be from, and imagine how they’d interact with characters from the game or show. One hobby I’ve been really interested in recently is psychology, as someone who’s main ambition and aspirations are to help people that are hurting, psychology could help me become a therapist to help those people or to learn more about the human mind and find new ways to help others.

As for other things (I don’t know if I’m supposed to specify this) I would like a romantic matchup, and a female character :D

Again Sorry if this is kinda long, but I was hoping for it to be as accurate as possible, also for one last fun fact I’m a cat person! Anyways byeeee, and ty!! ^^

{ Fischl }

You are with THE Prinzessin der Verurteilun, you better treat her with a little respect. She's more extroverted and will definitely try to get you to roleplay with her. You can be her knight in shinning armor or her lonely prince she needs to rescue.

She doesn't like arguments but if you do eend in one she's hella petty. She won't apologize until you do and she'll have bennys Adventure team mess with you until you make up.

That leads into another thing, if Bennett and Razor don't like you then I don't think this is gonna work out.

She has some issues and likes to escape into her fantasy world and it would mean so much to her if you would join. Please join her kingdom and help save the world!

#fischl x reader #genshin fischl #Amy genshin Impact #genshin x reader #male reader #male traveler #Demi-boy reader #genshin x male reader #Genshin Impact x reader #fischl genshin impact

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dawn-of-tomorrow · 4 years ago

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PGR COMMANDANT Q & A

FINALLY TOOK THE TIME TO ANSWER THIS-- ssdsjdlksd

link to OG post here! (made by @punishing-gray-raven-ocs)

1) How do you feel about being a Commandant? Are you proud of your job? Terrified of failing at your job?

Higetsu: Honestly speaking, it's nothing new compared to what I went through in the past-- just that now I've become an authority figure that has to lead people. ...Truthfully, however, a little unnerving, but it has to be done, and I knew what I was getting into when I decided to become one.

Yoko: Mhhmm... it's tough, I'm not gonna lie. Sometimes I have to make decisions I personally don't like but the situation demands it, and it ends up not sitting right with me. ...That's why an occasional loophole exploitation here and there is fine in spare amounts, ain't it~?

(Higetsu: Who the hell taught you to think like that-- you know what, never mind, I'd be shooting myself in the foot if I finished that sentence. // Yoko: *giggles, does a victory pose*)

2) Why did you become Commandant in the first place? How did you become a Commandant?

Yoko: Brother and I decided to become a Commandant to honor mom's memory. It sounds kinda childish to have that as a reason to take up a career as dangerous as this, but, at least to me (though I'm sure brother shares the same sentiment as I do), mom was everything to us, so we wanted to experience what she did, see the sights she did-- all the good and bad.

Higetsu: "That person", huh... Speaking of which, the relatively-fresh flowers at that grave--... No, it's nothing. In any case, "that person" took us in as her children after finding us in the remnants of our old home, bringing us back to Babylonia, to her home and husband. Well, things went as you can see, no?

3) How do your Constructs feel about your leadership skills? Are they comfortable with you? Do they fear you?

Higetsu: There's no issues at the moment with either Strike Hawk or Gray Raven. After all, if there was any problem, either Chrome or Lucia would've told me. ...Leading isn't my strongest skill, though, and sometimes they worry me. Actually, scratch that, not sometimes, FREQUENTLY. Haaaahh.

Yoko: Hrmm~... honestly, I'm not entirely too confident with my leadership skills, and the others often say that I'm a bit too lenient when it comes to dealing with Gray Raven, but... they're still people, you know? I don't want them to get hurt too much, but they don't seem to value their own lives as much as I'd wish they do...

4) Do you think the war against the Corrupted will ever come to an end?

Yoko: It will certainly come, I know it. As long as everyone continues to fight for a future, a future where we can all live in peace, then I believe that this war will come to an end. Be it in our lifetime, or the next generation.

Higetsu: ... Honestly speaking, I'm not as optimistic as Yoko. This war has been going on for a century at this point, and we are still barely scratching the surface of our objectives; that and it would seem like a bunch of rats managed to infiltrate the higher-ups. ...In any case, while I do think that the odds are stacked against us, it doesn't mean I don't believe that, one day, this entire hell will come to an end.

5) Are you in love with anyone? What drew you to them?

Higetsu: ....No comment.

Yoko: Brother~~!! It's no fun if you don't answer a harmless question like this~~!! Or do you want me to talk about your ex-penpal--

Higetsu: I evoke my right to remain silent, and DON'T YOU DARE- LIKE I KEEP SAYING, WE WERE ONLY FRIENDS-- Don't make me not let you come to the Oasis with me next time.

Yoko: Hrrmph...! Fiiine~. In any case, I'll answer here right now. I--

Higetsu: It's Lee. We all know it, you're way too obvious in your affections for him.

Yoko: Ehehe... E-Ehem--! I-In any case~~ the things I like about Lee, gosh, there's so many I might not be able to tell everything (and it would take too long)--!

Higetsu: Then just list off the top 3 things you like about him (to shorten the exposition).

Yoko: Hmmm, top 3 things about Lee, huh.... well, for starters, I like his caring nature; it's not that obvious at first glance, but he really does care about the people around him, so much so that while he may gripe and verbally snark at others, in the end he chooses to do good by them and will protect them. Secondly, I like his focus and determination; he's a man of his word, and he doesn't make promises lightly, seeing them as something that must be upheld in sincerity-- ehe, his face whenever he's working on his tools and machinery is something I can't ever not look at. Thirdly, I like him; he's equally easily flustered and annoyed by a lot of things, but at the same time, he's also very serious and earnest in what he sets out to do; he's not honest with himself, but his actions speak for itself. ....That got long, didn't it?

Higetsu: Very much so.

Yoko: Ehe~.

6) If you had to choose between saving your squad, or saving yourself to make sure you would fight on in their honor, which would you choose?

Yoko: Both. I would save myself and my squad. I won't accept any other option; rather, if there's no other option, then I WILL force that third option in!

Higetsu: Logically speaking, both of my squads would tell me to survive and live another day, and I would agree with that. ...However, such a thing doesn't sit well with me. Even if there's only the tiniest sliver of a possibility that I could save them, no matter how reckless or dangerous it may be, then I'd save the Strike Hawks and Gray Ravens.

7) You have to make a difficult choice that will affect your squad and another squad. Which squad do you prioritize? Why?

Higetsu: We can't always save people from out of our reach, so it's best to protect the ones closest to you.

Yoko: But if there's a chance that we could help them, then--

Higetsu: ...I know. ...In the end, it's your choice to do what you think is right, Yoko.

Yoko: ...Yeah. I get it. Brother wants to protect me, Gray Raven, and Strike Hawk, even at the cost of other's lives.... that's why I wish to save the others too.

8) Who is your least favorite Construct/person to be around? Why?

Higetsu: Nanami.

Yoko: EEEHHH!??! Why?! Nanami's fun to be around!!

Higetsu: Shall I list off the reasons?

Yoko: ....Ok you have a point, but she's not at all that bad--!!

Higetsu: True, but the amount of headaches she causes us is just... haaaah.

Yoko: Ah, you're starting to sound like Watanabe. Is Brother becoming an uncle now? (laughs)

Higetsu: ...I'm leaving.

Yoko: Wait I was just kidding-- brother-- BROTHER--!!! (We're not even finished with answering the questions yet~!!)

Higetsu: Just kidding.

Yoko: Really--!! (pout)

Higetsu: (amused chuckle) What about you, Yoko?

Yoko: Eh? Me? Hmm.... I suppose... it would have to be Gabriel. It's a first that I'm saying this but, I really do hate him.

Higetsu: ... Don't worry, I can say the same thing.

9) What other Commandants would you like to meet? (a clear invitation for you to involve any of my Commandants lol, because I'm always up for interacting with others)

Yoko: I'm always happy to meet other Commandants~. It's always nice to meet your colleagues whenever, especially during off-work hours.

Higetsu: Except Vanessa though. I'd rather not deal with her again.

Yoko: Ehehe... Brother, you're making a scary face right now~. In any case, I've always wanted to meet Qiu, Ash, Xiao, Kyrie, and Noir!

Higetsu: Aaaah, them. They're interesting people, not gonna lie.

10) What will you do once the war is over? Will you miss leading your squad, or will you be happy that the war is over?

Higetsu: What will I do after the war is over? ...I haven't actually put any thought into what I would do after this is all over. What about you, Yoko?

Yoko: Hmmm... honestly, I wanna join the Association of Arts, specifically the Archaeological team! Because, you know, by then, there would be no more worry of the Punishing attacking, and we could finally be able to recover in peace the remnants of the Golden Age. I want to see it all-- what other stuff left have we not unearthed from the sands of time, what potential wonders are there left from the past. ...And of course, I wanna settle down with Lee someday too, ehe.

Higetsu: I see. You've really thought about this through, huh.

Yoko: Only a little, and just fairly recently. ...Not gonna lie, I'm gonna end up missing these days; where we're all together, even through pain and suffering, because there are still a lot of good moments to cherish.

Higetsu: But it doesn't mean that you have to cut off your connections, now does it. So long as you still value them wholeheartedly and sincerely, those bonds you hold close to you will never die out.

Yoko: Aaawww, brother, you're being finally honest~! (pokes)

Higetsu: ....Shut it. (pout)

Yoko: What about you, brother? What're you gonna do after the war ends?

Higetsu: Like I said, I don't know, since I haven't thought of it yet. ...But, I suppose quietly settling down somewhere would be nice.

Yoko: Oh, right, speaking of which-- didn't Watanabe extend an offer for us to join the Oasis? ...Don't tell me, brother is thinking--

Higetsu: No, I am not.

Yoko: But you ARE thinking about it, yes?

Higetsu: ....

Yoko: Hehe~. To be fair, the Oasis isn't so bad. The people there are really nice and warm. They really do seem to be people just trying to live and get by, helping and supporting each other.

#punishing gray raven #pgr #战双帕弥什 #パニシング #戰雙帕彌什 #パニシンググレイレイヴン #ocs #pgr ocs #pgr yoko #pgr higetsu #pgr commandant #oc asks

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jeidafei · 5 years ago

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Vol.27 Komui’s Lounge Translation (Part 2/4)

>>Part 1<<

T/N: Before we begin, last time I used a derogatory term to refer to a specific popular meme. I have removed the word, but it might still show up in reblogs prior to the edit. I’m so sorry if I have offended anyone. I did not mean to be racist, or to ridicule and stereotype black people.

I have since educated myself on the practices surrounding the use of the term, and learned that my use of the word was in bad taste and ignorant, and I sincerely apologize. It will not happen again.

Okay, now that that’s cleared up, let’s proceed...

Question 2: Since Lavi wears an eyepatch, he’s practically going through his daily life with just one eye. I’d love to hear some fails.

Johnny: This one’s for Lavi, huh.

Tiedoll: Shouldn’t be any problem, right? Since there’s another man fitting the description over there.

Cross: Huh? I’m not one-eyed. I can see perfectly out of both eyes.

Johnny: EH!? Really, Allen?

Allen: Ah, yes. He’s wearing a mask but he can see normally, it seems.

Johnny: Wow. And I’d always assumed…Very well, then. Why must you wear a mask, sir? //sparkling eyes

Allen: Uh oh. Johnny’s switch is On.

Johnny: Ehehe. Since General Cross practices sorcery, we in the Science Division are also super interested in learning about him. We’ve always theorized among ourselves whether a grand mystery lies under his mask and stuff.

Cross: Mystery, huh? Sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t tell even the women I slept with what’s under my mask.

Allen: I don’t recall ever seeing you take it off. Wouldn’t it get all hot and stuffy if you leave it on at all times? Isn’t it getting stinky or something? //sniff sniff

Cross: Stop sniffing, Idiot Apprentice.

Tiedoll: How about you stop acting all high-and-mighty for once and just let them know? Or is the truth that you simply added it to complete your look even when there’s no reason to…?

Cross: I’d rather it be such a simple reason, though.

Allen: What do you mean by that?

Johnny: I knew it! So there really is a mystery after all!

Cross: Come on. Who cares, anyway, right? Tis a question about Bookman Jr.’s one-eyed fails, after all. Well, when it comes to the Bookman Clan, I reckon they won’t be unduly hindered even with just one eye. Since their physical ability surpasses that of normal humans.

Johnny: Eh!? What’s with that!? Where d’you get that from!?

Allen: Master, you know something about the Bookman Clan, don’t you?

Cross: Just a little bit about their founder. Don’t bug me.

Allen & Johnny: Nuh-uuuuuh~~~!

Tiedoll: Hmm. Full of mysteries as always, the Bookman Clan. Perhaps that physical prowess would explain why Yuu-kun could never beat Bookman when dueling.

Allen: Eh? I mean, Bookman really is a formidable opponent, but Kanda beats Lavi every time, though?

Kanda: Because the idiot never gets serious…

Johnny: Ugh~~! General Cross’s mask. The mystery of the Bookman Clan. I wanna know everything already!

Question 3: Since Johnny has left the Order to go after Allen, who took over his job of making Order uniforms?

Johnny: I’m not the only one in charge of making uniforms; there are other staff on it, too. Since it requires the combined expertise of various fields. But yeah, come to think of it, I was put in charge of design a lot. I reckon Cash would be the one in charge of that, now.

Allen: By the way, there’s another question for you, Johnny. Is Johnny’s scrunchy the same as Cash’s?

Johnny: Uh…yeah (blush). She gave it to me.

Allen: Really…? //making assumptions

Tiedoll: Aw, how charming. Don’t you agree, Yuu-kun?

Kanda: What?

Cross: Leaving behind a woman to chase after my idiot apprentice. You Science Division folks really do love to suffer, as always.

Question 4: Krory’s a baron and he seems educated, after all. Does he play any musical instruments? The piano or violin seem to fit him.

Allen: He can play both the piano and the violin. And he’s also a very good singer, Krory.

Johnny: I know, right? Back at the Order, I saw him discussing music with Marie a lot.

Tiedoll: How wonderful. I’m sure that makes Ma-kun extremely happy.

Johnny: There’s also a question about Krory’s cooking skill. How should I put this…Back at the Order, I’ve only ever seen him order food and dine at the cafeteria.

Cross: Oh, he’s a great chef. Though not as good as his grandfather, Arystar Krory the First.

Allen: Eh!? You’ve tried Krory’s cooking before!? Where!?

Cross: At his castle. He treated me, that time I went to give him that man-eating flower I’ve been safekeeping for Krory the First, Rozanne. (*Volume 5)

Allen: Oh, Rozanne!! I remember now! So that was it!

Master, have you known from the start that Rozanne was an Innocence? That flower was how Krory became an Exorcist, you know?

Cross: Idiot Apprentice, who the hell do you think I am? Of course I knew!

Allen: And you also toted your so-called friendship with Krory’s grandfather to swindle money off Krory, too, didn’t you?

Cross: Eh? Don’t remember any of that.

Allen: You did!!

Cross: Really? Well, you pay him back for me, then.

Tiedoll: You’re the absolute worst, Marian.

Allen: Krory is my beloved friend, and you taking advantage of such a kindhearted person…you...Idiot...Masteeeeeer~~!!

Johnny: A-A-Allen, calm down! Please! //sweating

Cross: AH!? We’re discussing his cooking here and I’m answering properly, aren’t I!? What, you wanna fight, brat!?

Johnny: Ah…uh…ah…//sweating profusely

Right! There are more questions! Here, “Please tell us the impression Kanda and Krory have of each other, since they don’t have that much to do with each other.” Kanda, you’re up!

Kanda: Huh? Nothing in particular.

Johnny: Eh? But, back then when Didi was wondering whether Krory’s teeth or Mugen is sharper and stronger, you seem like you really wanted to chat...

Kanda: N-no, I didn’t…

Johnny: But you kept glancing this way when he mentioned that Krory stopped Lavi’s Hammer easily with his teeth, right?

Kanda: Grrrr…..Tch!

Tiedoll: To translate that, Yuu-kun’s thinking he wants to have a go with Arystar-kun, correct?

Johnny: I knew it!

Kanda: Just take it whatever way you want!

Cross: Must be an easy life with such a tongue-tied apprentice. Mine’s such an annoying nag, it’s intolerable.

Allen: And whose fault do you think it was that I turned out like that?!!

(to be continued)

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Sirius x Reader- Ruin

I don’t have anything too specific but would it be possible to do a pure angsty argument with a young Sirius...(wait for it) ... in the rain (Ik I’m sorry I’m so cliche). Idm what about. Just arguing outside in the pouring rain outside of Hogwarts. Maybe it started inside and then you storm (eheh) out and he follows you and just yelling at each other and all that jazz. Idk if I want it to be too cliche with a rain kiss and a makeup or just mega heartbreak and a breakup, it’s up to you I trust ya

You groaned in discontent as you listened to the persistent fall of rain, bringing your sheets up tighter around your chin as you tried to block out the cold. Your body ached and your nose was stuffed. You sniffled and cracked an eye open to see that your dorm room was entirely empty. How odd, usually the girls made quite a ruckus while they got ready.

You bolted upright but regretted it as nausea rippled through you. Falling back against your pillows you let out an exaggerated sigh. You felt miserable and you had missed two of your classes already. That just meant you had more homework to make up and less time to relax.

Today was not your day.

Blanket drawn over your shoulders you settled deep into the corner of the couch, the fire blazing before you but doing nothing to ease the chill you’d felt since waking some odd hours earlier. Your legs ached, having been tucked underneath you as you tried to stay on top of homework, Lily bringing you all you needed. You hadn’t even needed to ask, she had just been kind enough.

It made you smile, but even her act of warmth couldn’t seem to cheer you up and make you feel better. You were still feeling quite ill and the rain hadn’t let up one bit. You hadn’t even changed from the night before, still in pajamas with wild hair and tired eyes. Voices floated down the hallway and caught your attention, bringing you from the daze your boredom had cast over you as you wrote a paper for herbology.

Peter and James were laughing over something, the latter’s voice far louder than the few students who trickled into the common room behind them. Your eyes were focused on the entrance, a smile playing at your lips but falling as you watched Remus round up the stragglers of the night, portrait swinging closed behind him.

“Remus-” You started, catching the boy’s attention but he was quick to read your expression, settling beside you on the couch.

“Sorry love, I’m not sure where Sirius ran off to,” He admitted with a kind but reserved smile. You tried not to show how disappointed you were.

“It’s fine, just thought he’d visit or that I’d at least catch him in here some time today,” You sighed, fiddling with your quill and chewing on your lip. Your boyfriend was usually so attentive, and never ever had you dealt with the dilemma of an absent Sirius Black. He was usually right beside you, arm wrapped around your shoulders no matter what either of you had going on.

You got sick often and he was always right there, skipping class no matter how many times you scolded him, taking care of you. Why was today different? One word from Lily and usually he appeared like magic.

“He’s just been busy,” Remus supplied but you knew he also wasn’t sure what his friend was up to. It unnerved you more than if Remus had known, yet chosen to keep it from you. What could Sirius be up to? You didn’t have time to let your mind wander again as Remus interrupted. “Feeling better?”

You nodded slightly as the gryffindor brought the back of his hand to your forehead, testing your temperature. A concerned look passed over the boy’s features. “You sure you’re feeling alright?” His hand trailed from your forehead to stroke your cheek and you sighed happily, his cool skin refreshing against your own.

“I’m feeling pretty good now,” You teased, keeping his hand against your cheek. It was practically like holding an ice pack to your skin. Remus chuckled, thumb brushing over your cheekbone comfortingly.

A stern and gravelly “ahem” came from the entrance and your attention was drawn to the familiar voice.

“Sirius!” You grinned, pushing up from the couch to embrace your boyfriend. You were quick to wrap your arms around his middle but after a moment you realized he hadn’t done the same. “Siri?” You questioned, pulling back as Remus stayed on the couch, saying nothing.

“Oh!” Sirius chimed in as if it had been the first time you were speaking to him. You couldn’t put a name on his expression but it left you feeling like your stomach was in knots. “Didn’t realize you’d noticed me, don’t let me interrupt!”

His voice was sickly sweet and you bristled at the tone. “Excuse me?” You asked, needing clarification.

“Don’t be like that,” Remus sighed, voice soft and you finally started to realize the reason for your boyfriend’s odd behavior.

The wind howled against the castle, pushing the torrent of rain harder against the glass and nearly drowning out your friend’s chiding.

“Don’t be like what, Moony?” Sirius asked, the nickname being spat out like it was poison in his mouth. “I didn’t mean to interrupt you making sure that- oh what’d you say love?- Y/N, my girlfriend, was feeling good. Please, continue making her feel better,”

“Sirius!” You scolded at the implications. “What’s gotten into you?”

“I could ask the same thing!” He argued. “I think the answer you’re looking for might be ‘your best friend’.”

You gaped at him, mouth wide open in shock. “Sirius Black how dare you!” You seethed. “At least he has the decency to see how I’m doing! Don’t be mad just because Remus is a decent guy,”

“Guys, come on” Remus begged softly, not wanting to see you two fight-let alone over him. “Sirius, I wasn’t trying anything with her-”

“Sure looked like you were,” Sirius growled. “Whatever, doesn’t matter to me. Have fun with your ‘decent guy’ Y/N,” And with that, your boyfriend was strolling out of the common room.

Your mouth was dry, throat tight. What was Sirius going on about? You couldn’t wrap your brain around it. You gaped at Remus who was pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. “I”m gonna-” You motioned towards the portrait, not really sure of what had just unfolded.

“Please do,” Remus sighed. “And Y/N? Make sure he knows you didn’t mean to compare him to me,”

You winced but nodded. Sirius and you had been together for nearly a year and a half, longer than anyone thought, including yourself. He was amazing and you had been so terribly happy, but dating a notorious Black came with it’s ups and downs. Sirius had been destroyed by his family, his self worth and ability to trust taking the largest blow. It had been something you had both agreed to work on together, months ago.

You knew it was an uphill battle. Fifteen months in and he hadn’t yet uttered those three words you longed to hear. You knew it was a difficult thing to be allowed into your boyfriend’s heart but you had thought you had slipped past all of his defenses long ago. You had started to question whether or not you would ever be told you were loved by him. Before tonight, Sirius had always been good at showing he cared, but you supposed caring and loving were two entirely different things.

You more than cared. You more than cared and so that was why even if you were sick and dressed in a pair of thin pajamas with no robe, as you had forgotten to grab it from the back of the couch on your way out, you were chasing Sirius down the shifting stairs and out of the school.

He hadn’t looked behind him yet and you hadn’t yet taken a full enough breath to call for him, intent on catching up with him. You were slowed by the force of the rain, the icy sheets falling hard against everything beneath the inky night sky.

The moon was shielded by thick, weeping clouds and your hair was quickly plastered against your face. Your squinted against the storm but found it was no easier to spot your boyfriend than it had been a moment ago. “Sirius!” You called out, running out blindly in search of him.

Lightning flashed brilliantly against the sky, the bone rattling grumble of thunder following quickly after. You caught a silhouette that had to be Sirius’ not too far out but his long legs were carrying him quickly.

Your slippers were soaked and you kicked them from your feet, deciding they were only going to slow you as you sprinted after Sirius. You called his name again, chest tight and throat aching in protest as they had been all day long. He must have heard you over the onslaught of rain as he paused in his tracks. With burning eyes he looked over you, posture tense.

“Sirius, please,” You huffed, coming to stand beside him, still needing to raise your voice over the raging tempest. “Talk to me,” You begged.

“About what? How you and Remus were-” He started but you stomped your bare foot against the sodden ground impatiently.

“No! We weren’t doing anything,” You insisted. “Why are-”

“You were obviously doing something!” Sirius cut in as you tried to find the root of the problem. “Why else was he so close?”

“He was checking my temperature, Siri,” You explained, eyes wide and pleading as he continued to glower. “Nothing more, he was just being sweet,”

“Right, sweet, like Rem always is,” Sirius rolled his eyes, a bitter scoff spilling past his paling lips as the chill of the rain bit at him. “He’s just such a ‘decent guy’,”

“That isn’t a bad thing! A-and I didn’t mean that you weren’t a good guy, you’re the best there is, you’re my guy,” You promised as he was intent on using your words against you. “That was unfair of me, but you are being unfair right now too,”

“Me?” Sirius scoffed in disbelief. “How am I being unfair? You were practically in his fucking lap! I ought to be upset, if I was acting like that you’d be livid,”

“I wasn’t even close to being in his lap!” You yelled, throat raw. “I trust you Sirius, I would talk to you before assuming anything,”

“Of course you’d say that, make me the bad guy for not trusting you! I bet you’re just trying to keep me under your thumb while you go around with all my friends. You’re smart Y/N, really smart.” He laughed bitterly. “Get the broken fool to trust you and then whore around with his best friends,”

The rain was harsh and stung but nothing hurt as much as Sirius’ words. Your jaw fell slack as your lip began to quiver. Hot, fat, tears rolled down your cheeks and burned a path through the chill the rain had coated you in. “I- You- How could you say that?” You finally croaked. Your arms were tight around your own waist, hugging yourself as if you would be protected from the hurt you were experiencing.

“How could you lie?!” Sirius begged the question. “I don’t need to put up with this! I don’t need to put up with you,”

It felt like you’d been pushed down a flight of stairs and then kicked in the chest. All the air was stolen from your lungs. Your heart beat slowly after being stopped by Sirius’ cruel words. An apology was stopped in your mouth as Sirius continued to see things through his own misguided eyes.

“I love you,” You found your voice was but a whisper, knees weak and stomach churning. “Sirius please, listen,”

“No!” He sniffled, and you couldn’t tell if it was from the cold or if he was finding himself in a similar emotional state as you. If only you could get near and wipe the rain-or tears-from his cheeks. “Whatever you have to say is just going to be more lies. You were a mistake, w-we’re over!”

A pitiful whine broke free from your throat, high and haunting. Your heart was breaking in your chest and you weren’t sure how to combat it or save yourself from the pain. It was unavoidable and sharp and you felt as if you couldn’t breathe. You doubled over, a choked sob ripping itself out of your lungs as your legs gave out from underneath you, knees sinking into the mud. Your feet had gone numb long ago and you wished the rain could numb what you were feeling on the inside.

“Please,” You choked out, finding it hard to take a full breath. “Sirius, please,” Please listen. Please don’t leave me. Please tell me what’s hurting you. Please let me make it better. Please know I love you.

You were cold and exhausted, rain assaulting you from every side as the wind continued to freeze you and your heart pounded in sharp beats. Your chest grew tighter as you gasped for air. Your nose was blocked, lungs fighting for more air as you sobbed harder. “Please,” You tried again, with more urgency.

Please stay by my side. Please notice how I’m hurting. Please realize I can’t breath. Please help me. Please, I can’t breathe. Please.

Your pleadings were unheard as you couldn’t voice them. Silver sparkles danced in your vision as the rest grew darker than the night sky. “Sirius-” You muttered, seeing his expression change quickly from anger and hurt to confusion and then worry.

“Y/N?” He asked, having not realized until just now that your lips were blue against your pale skin. Your legs had been shaking earlier but now you were on the ground, hands drawn tight against yourself. Sirius spoke your name again as your eyes darted around, stopping on him for only a second before rolling around in their sockets. Whatever you were going to say was interrupted as your arms fell limp, body giving and falling against the saturated grass.

“What the hell did you do?!” Remus roared as Sirius ran back into the common room, a muddy and equally sopping wet Y/N in his arms.

“I-I-” Sirius fought for an answer, wracking his brain. You two had been fighting and he had been seeing red, he hadn’t even been sure of what you or he had been saying. He had been blinded by his jealousy and hadn’t noticed the signs that you weren’t well enough to be out in the cold for so long. “We broke up, well I broke up with her, and then she was passed out,”

“Fucking idiot,” Remus worried as his friend laid you in front of the fire. Sirius winced at the fury in Remus’ tone. Stepping back, Sirius watched as Remus brushed your hair out of your closed eyes, your consciousness not coming back to you get. “She needs to get warm,” Remus observed.

Sirius stayed frozen on the spot.

“Blankets, now!” Remus ordered. Sirius sprinted to his bedroom, grabbing any blanket he could find.

The ruckus seemed to escape the rest of the castle, drowned out by the continuing gale. Sirius followed Remus’ every order, still unsure as to what was happening. He had been so out of his mind coming back to see you and Remus so comfortable that he had snapped and only now was he returning back to himself.

Sirius realized he was scared, as he watched Remus tend to you with gentle hands. Everything about Remus was gentle and stable, loving and tender. He was far more than a decent guy, he was a brilliant man that could outshine Sirius in every way, shape and form. Sirius was scared that you were going to realize that and leave him behind, the shamed son. So, instead of letting you hurt him, he had to hurt you. At what cost? He wondered as your body was overtaken by violent shivers even as your eyes refused to open.

Sirius sat back on the couch, hands clasped tight together as his blunt nails dug into his skin. His clothes were soaked but he hardly noticed. “I’ve fucked up,” He muttered, tears spilling over as he ran over the past half hour of his night.

“I can’t disagree,” Remus said bitterly as he stepped away from your makeshift bed in front of the fire, falling into the couch beside Sirius. Remus looked tired. “What in Merlin’s name possessed you to think that either of us could ever betray you that way?”

Sirius rubbed his eyes furiously. “I just- I don’t know” He replied honestly. Sirius was stuck on how you had begged him to listen, begged him to see. The more he thought on it, the more sick with himself he became. “I snapped a-and I don’t even know why... She’s the best thing to ever happen to me and I fucked it all up,” Sirius choked on his words.

You were the best thing to ever happen to him without a doubt. He had been so hesitant to accept you into his life, to let you pick his walls apart brick by brick. Yet, with one smile he had been too enraptured to realize his walls had crumbled with the aftershocks of your beauty and kindness. Sirius Black loved you and it had scared him shitless.

“I’ve been distant lately,” Sirius spoke again as Remus sat stiff beside him but his expression was softening as he watched Sirius cry. “I’m sure Y/N’s noticed. Today especially. I just realized how much she meant to me and it freaked me out, In what world could I ever have a girl like her?”

Remus was about to cut in when Sirius cursed loudly. “Christ! I called her a- oh merlin, I am dead,” He shook with the force of his regret.

“You called her what?” Remus questioned and whatever warmth had crept back into Sirius was sucked back out again, his skin paling as he thought over all he had accused you of.

“I called her a whore, Rem,” Sirius cried out. “I’d fucking hate me, I do fucking hate me. What am I supposed to do? She’ll never forgive me now-”

“She shouldn’t!” Remus seethed but put his arm over his friend’s shoulder nonetheless. “I understand- Well, no, I don’t. But! I know how much she means to you, even if everything you have done tonight is in complete opposition of that. I’ve pushed people away too and sometimes they never do forgive you,”

Sirius chewed on his lip to keep another wave of emotion from knocking him on his ass. He didn’t expect you to forgive him. He’d called you cruel things, neglected your needs and made you chase him into the blasted storm. You’d pushed harder than you shouldve and now you were here, shivering and unconscious on the floor.

He slid to the floor, crawling towards you as he searched for your buried hands, making sure your blankets stayed wrapped tight around you. “My darling,” Sirius cried, fingers intertwining with your own still frozen hands. “I am so sorry,” His head fell to rest on your stomach as you lay still.

Remus watched, anger still plenty present but he shoved it to the side. “If anyone is going to forgive you for the shit you just pulled, it’d be her,” He spoke truthfully, knowing you loved Sirius with all you had-even to a fault. “That girl adores you Sirius and she would never hurt you the way you hurt her. You may be in pain, but she is one of my dearest friends, she is like family, and if you do it again-”

“I wont,” Sirius promised immediately, understanding what Remus was meaning to say. “I swear, if she gives me another chance after this, I won’t ever hurt her again... B-but you seem to care a great deal, are you sure you aren’t better for her?”

“I meant what I said,” Remus sighed. “She is a friend, nothing more. Y/N’s the sister I never had. When you treat her right, you are best for her,” Standing slowly, Remus clapped Sirius on the back. “Take care of her,” And with that, he was going to his room.

Sirius noted that your shaking had subsided, the color in your cheeks returning. Your breaths came out slow and measure, but raspy. Your voice had been scratchy since he’d confronted you and he remembered Lily mentioning how you’d been feeling like rubbish all day. Remus had only been taking your temperature. Sirius wanted to scream at himself.

His hands shook as the smoothed your hair, gently releasing any tangles that had formed while you dried out and warmed up. He sat for another hour, watching you take those same wheezing breaths before your hand twitched in his. Sirius held his breath, not wanting to wake you. You settled back down and he shut his eyes, replaying the scene of your fight again.

The way you had asked “How could you?” tore at his chest. Indeed, how could he treat you the way he had and still claim to love you? Maybe he was a Black after all...

“Siri-?”

He froze. Your voice was washed out and delicate, a whisper agains the crackling of the fire, but he had heard it. You blinked tight, your nose wrinkling in a way that he was so very fond of. Even after all that had happened his name was still the first on your lips.

“I’m here,” He promised, hands squeezing tight around yours as you fought to open your heavy eyelids.

“I had the worst dream-” You started but as you came to you realized you weren’t in your bed and you were cold, pajamas still slightly damp despite having dried significantly. You stiffened considerably. “It wasn’t a dream, was it?” You asked hesitantly, voice cracking as tears surfaced almost immediately.

“It was a terrible nightmare,” Sirius choked out, hand pulling away from yours to cup your cheeks. “This entire night has been a nightmare all because of me. I have no excuse other than I was scared and that’s why I acted so monstrously. I am no gryffindor Y/N, I’m the biggest coward there is for treating you like I did. I can never apologize enough-”

“No,” You agreed, looking around the common room instead of into his eyes. “You can’t,”

Sirius let go of you but couldn’t move away. “I barely realized what I was doing until you were unconscious and it all came crashing down around me... I had been wandering through the halls wondering how to tell you something and it had been making me anxious and when I came back, seeing you two so close, I fucking lost it. I-I had no right to question your loyalty or your love, and I am so sorry,”

You watched as Sirius broke down in front of you. You’d never seen him cry before now, yet he couldn’t seem to stop. His voice was as raw as yours and he wiped at his eyes every few moments, as if he could will himself to stop how he was feeling. How was this the same man from your fight?

“What made you anxious?” You asked instead.

“I wanted to tell you I loved you,” He answered immediately and you couldn’t help but scoff. “I-I know how that sounds now... But really, I mean it. I love you Y/N, but I am not what you deserve. I know that anyone else would be better for you and tonight proved it. I brought you here from outside not having a clue what to do but Remus took care of you and- it might not be him, he explained how he feels about you, but someone else is going to come along and love you better,”

“What are you talking about?” You sighed. “I don’t want anyone else, no matter what you just did....”

“But I-” Sirius was stumped. “How can you forgive me?”

“I don’t completely forgive you,” You admitted after thinking for a moment. “I’m hurt and that isn’t changing any time soon, but I do love you Sirius. Despite all that has happened I still love you. You’ve properly ruined me, it can only be you.”

“I’ll fix what I’ve broken, Sirius promised, pressing a searing kiss to your temple as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“You better,” You sniffled. “Now lets go to bed please,”

Sirius rubbed your back, pulling you into his arms as he took you to his room, not daring to tell you no.

As you both got comfortable, you realized that the rain had let up. Only a light pitter patter could be heard against the window pane.

It was a new day. Not a perfect day, not even a good one, but it was a new start regardless and Sirius was next to you- holding you like he would never let go again, and you hoped that he never would.

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