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Pixel Syndicate Division Review Masterlist

✦ Akihabara Division (Otaku Corps) ✦

Anika

Shian

Makina

✦ Minato Division (Oculus) ✦

Anika

Shian

Makina

✦ Saitama Division (Femme Fatale) ✦

Anika

Shian

Makina

✦ Shinagawa Division (CodeX) ✦

Anika

Shian

Makina

✦ Kyoto Division (Starlight Specters) ✦

Anika

Shian

Makina

✦ Ueno Division (Sakura Clan) ✦

Anika

Shian

Makina

✦ Aoyama Division (Jet Set Trio) ✦

Anika

Shian

Makina

[shianhygge-imagines]

Masterlist Format 3.0

So, once a year, I try to redo my Masterlist to make it look better.

I’m doing away with the old system, though I’m still sticking with the old “NUMERICAL-ALPHABETICAL ORDER” for the fandom names. I will, however, be listing chapters in the order that they are meant to be read.

{C} = Completed      {O} = Ongoing      {H} = Hiatus        

{E} = Experimental        {A} = Abandoned        {R} = Request

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Bungou Stray Dogs 文豪ストレイドッグス

Reactions

{R} Where Do Babies Come From, Mister?    |Link here|

{E} Jonquil [Kunikida/Reader] (Hanahaki Prompt)    |Link here|

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Destiny

{O} Thin Line 

Choosing a Side    |Link here|

Guardian Games    |Link here|

{E} If I Had A Heart [Cayde-6/Reader]    |Link here|

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Devil May Cry

Headcanons

Cooking with the DMC Crew    |Link here|

Dating the DMC Boys    |Link here|

ASMR with the DMC Crew    |Link here|

Waking up with the DMC Crew    |Link here|

That Time of the Month with the Sons of Sparda    |Link here|

Reactions

{R} So... You dropped the Nutella    |Link here|

{R} S/O Sacrifice    |Link here|

{R} The Kids Are Alright    |Link here|

{R} S/O Sacrifice Scramble    |Link here|

Devils Never Cry (Non-canon oneshots) All posted before March 8, 2019

Prompt 1: Vergil’s wife finds out about Nero    |Link here|

Prompt 2 Reader’s reaction to seeing Vergil again    |Link here|

Prompt 3: Reader confronts Vergil at the end of DMC5    |Link here|

{E} Devil May Cry x Among Us [Crossover Reader-centric series]

Playing the Game    |Link here|

{O}{E} Black Rose [V/GenderNeutral Reader]

The House on the Outskirts    |Link here|

{O} Silver Rose [Vergil/Fem!Reader] (Devils Never Cry, except canon accurate)

Where it All Began    |Link here|

The Power to Protect    |Link here|

Hope    |Link here|

Nothing Dies Like It    |Link here|

Sabbatical    |Link here|  

Gifts    |Link here|

Imposter    |Link here|

Doubt and Trust    |Link here|

Nero    |Link here|

The New Contract    |Link here|

Splitting Fool    |Link here|

The Demon Half    |Link here|    

The Mortal Half  {NSFW}    |Link here|

Umbral Angelo    |Link here|

Bury the Light    |Link here|   

-coming soon-

Silver Rose Related Reactions & Headcanons

{R} Habits & Catchphrase! (Vergil Reacts)    |Link here|

Silver Rose: Cafe AU    |Link here|

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Detroit: Become Human

Headcanons

Deviants want bad skin    |Link here|

{C} For Love [Connor/Reader]    |Link here|

{H} Reason Living [Connor/Fem!Reader]

You Chose Another Path    |Link here|

So Close Yet So Far    |Link here|

{E} Sweet Dreams [Markus/Fem!Reader]    |Link here|

{E} Invoke [Hank/Android!Reader]    |Link here|

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Diabolik Lovers

{E} VoiD [undecided/Reader]

Prologue    |Link here|

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Final Fantasy XV

Headcanons

Relationship w/ Chocobros (Some minor NSFW)    |Link here|

{R} Kissing the Chocobros    |Link here|

King Regis    |Link here|

Studying    |Link here|

{R} Relationship w/ Ravus    |Link here|

{R} Holiday w/ Chocobros    |Link here|

{R} When Ignis Proposes    |Link here|

Regalia Designs    |Link here|

{R} Ardyn’s Daughter    |Link here|

Afterlife    |Link here|

Starscourge Analysis    |Link here|

Character Reactions

{R} Being Fathers [Ravus & Ardyn]    |Link here|

{R} Smol Chocobo Reader [Chocobros]    |Link here|

{C} Shian’s Middlemarch (Finding Love in Unexpected Places)

{R} The Middlemarch [One-sided Noctis/Reader]    |Link here|

The Case of Cor [Mentor!Cor Leonis/Reader]    |Link here|

The Case of Ravus [Ravus/Reader]    |Link here|

{R} The Case of the Brotherhood [Chocobros/Reader]    |Link here|

{R} Middlemarch Alternate Universe [Ravus/Reader]    |Part 1|      |Part 2| 

{C} Amor Sempiternus Duology (Latin: “everlasting love”) [Ardyn/Reader]

I. Ephemeral    |Link here|

II. Eternal    |Link here|

{R} {A} Imaginary Lover Series (NSFW) [Ardyn/Reader]

Sin 1. First Interaction    |Link here|

Sin 2. Temptation    |Link here|

{C} {R} Evermore Duology (”You don’t know a good thing until it’s gone”) [Ravus/Reader]

Q.E.D    |Link here|

I Will Be    |Part 1|      |Part 2|

{C} {R} Divine Intervention (AU to “Relationship w/Ravus”)    |Link here|

{C} {R} Rinne [Ignis/Fem!Reader]    |Link here|

{H} Claymore Series [Ignis/Fem!Reader]

Prelude One    |Link here|

Prelude Two    |Link here|

Act 1    |Link here|

{C} {R} Calling [Gladio/Fem!Reader]    |Link here|

{C} {R} Home [Nyx/Reader] (Headcanon format)    |Link here|

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Shian and Hikigaya’s Photo Commentary

Magical Girl Gladio    |Link here|

The Prince’s Natural Habitat    |Link here|

Shian’s Theories on Ardyn’s Backstory    |Part 1|      |Part 2|

Shian’s Thoughts on an Ardyn DLC    |Link here|

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Final Fantasy VII

Headcanons

{R} Dating Genesis Rhapsodos    |Link here|

{R} Dating Sephiroth    |Link here|

{R} Dating Angeal Hewley    |Link here|

{R} NSFW Sephiroth    |Link here|

Dating Rufus Shinra    |Link here|

{C} The Letter - 手紙  [???/Reader]    |Link here|  -coming soon-

{C} Divide/Together   [???/Reader]    |Link here|  -coming soon-

Sundown 勿忘草   [Reno/Reader] 

Episode 1    |Link here|

Episode 2    |Link here|

{C} Ash [Sephiroth/ReaderOC]

Act 1    |Link here|

Act 2    |Link here|

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Haikyuu!!!

{E} Aberrant [???/OC]

Prologue    |Link here|

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NBC’s Hannibal

{E} {Deleted} A Monster Among Monsters [Mentor!Hannibal/Reader]

Diamond Heart   

This Is The Moment   

{O} The Referral [Mentor!Hannibal/Reader]

Session 1    |Link here|

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Hetalia

{E} Taking A Chance [Various Countries/Reader]

Denmark    |Link here|

{E} Finding Peace (A Hetalia Haunting Story)

Voice of Reason [England]    |Link here|

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Kimetsu no Yaiba 鬼滅の刃 - Demon Slayer 

Headcanons

Meeting the Kamaboko Squad    |Link here|

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Kingdom Hearts

{E} Faded [Riku/Reader] (Angst)    |Link here|

{E} Enter the Darkness [Vanitas/Reader]    |Link here|

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Overwatch

{E} Fable [???/Reader]

Entry 1    |Link here|

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Persona 3

{E} Living with Determination [Shinjiro/Reader/Akihiko]    |Link here|

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Persona 5

Headcanons

Studying with the Phantom Thieves of Heart    |Link here|

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Resident Evil

{R} Shian: On Ada/Leon    |Link here|

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RWBY

{E} Balance [Qrow/Reader] (Angst)    |Link here|

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Watch_Dogs 2

Headcanons

{R} Snuggling w/ Wrench    |Link here|

{R} Holiday w/ Josh    |Link here|

{R} Getting Mugged [Wrench/Reader]    |Link here|

{R} Sick Week [DedSec S/O]    |Link here|

{R} Sex w/ Wrench (NSFW)    |Link here|

Customer Escalations w/ DedSec    |Link here|

{R} Male!Reader/Wrench Relationship    |Link here|

{C} Project Wrench Your Heart (Wrench with a large helping of Angst)

How Close You Are (Angst)    |Part 1|      |Part 2|      |Part 3|

{R} Your First (NSFW)    |Link here|

{R} This I Promise You (Fluff)    |Link here|

{R} Don’t Leave (Fluff)    |Link here|

{R} By Your Side (Pregnancy Scare)    |Link here|

Est-ce Que Tu M’aimes?    |Link here|

Climbing the Walls    |Link here|

{R} In the Name of Love    |Part 1|      |Part 2|      |Part 3|      |Part 4|

So Far Away    |M.1|

{C} {R} Now Kiss [Wrench/Reader] (Fluff)    |Link here|

{C} {R} Lies [Wrench/Reader] (Angst)    |Link here|

{C} {R} Hardships Included [Wrench/Reader]    |Link here|

{C} {R} Unavailable [Marcus/Reader] (Comfort/Fluff)    |Link here|

{C} {R} In A World Like This [Josh/Reader] (Fluff)    |Link here|

{C} {R} Breathe [Josh/Reader] (Lime)    |Link here|

{E} {R} Busted and Blue [Wrench/Reader] (Hurt/Comfort)    |Link here|

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The Witcher [Wiedźmin]

{H} The Difference (A Witcher Story)

Prologue: I’m Too Sober    |Link here|

Chapter 1: No Room For Morals    |Link here|

Chapter 2: An Eye For An Eye    |Link here|

Chapter 3: Trouble Will Find You    |Link here|

Chapter 4: A Brief Respite    |Link here|

Chapter 5: Uma    |Link here|

Chapter 6: Geralt Has Stepped Out    |Link here|

Chapter 7: Something Mundane    |Link here|

Chapter 8: Awaken the Monster Within    |Link here|    

Chapter 9: Quest Start-The Bark of Another    |Link here| 

Chapter 10: The Burden of Living    |Link here|    -coming soon-

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薄桜鬼 〜新選組奇譚〜 Hakuouki

Dating Headcanons

Kazama Chikage    |Link here|

Saito Hajime    |Link here|

Hijikata Toshizou    |Link here|

Okita Souji    |Link here|

{R} Harada Sanosuke    |Link here|

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Original Work

{E} 夜は眠れるかい？    |Link here|

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[condensed-theorem-shop]

Current masterlist of amenta shadow tumblrs I know of (since the other post was getting long):

@blackoutlandish

@bright-like-the-sun

@colorjustice

@existing-while-red

@highlighter-flowcharts

@imperialtrellis

@in-a-narrow-land

@iron-strike

@light-up-the-stones

@notcasteinstone

@purplenalafe

@reject-your-reality

@sacrificecode

@stagedelight

@starfireskyglass

@thebloggerisin

@tidalwave-shiningsky

@to-find-the-sun

@yearbyyearrecedesbeforeus

+ some special cases:

@luminousalicorn (tag: “amenta rp”): not actually a dedicated Amenta-AUSJ blog, but makes the list anyway by virtue of being the original author of Amenta

@blackoutworlder: in character twice over, with the fictional Amentan blogger roleplaying a fictional character from an imaginary Amentan series

@dream-me-wonderful-worlds: set not in standard-Amenta, but in an alternate Amenta established in a roleplay thread elsewhere; the supposed blogger was magically created by an “alien” (Earth-human) who landed on Amenta

(Copied from the list on Shian’s about page, which I’m attempting to keep updated.)

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Akihabara Division

Admin: @ Z_Willburn on Twitter

Pixel Syndicate is the Akihabara Division representative rap team, consisting of video game streamer Makina Setsukura, bail enforcement agent Shian Meizono, and their leader, hypnotherapist Anika Kiyozaki. Their designated color is indigo purple.

All of the members wear a puzzle piece-shaped pin on their outfits. This can be found on Anika’s zipper charm, Shian’s biker hat, and Makina’s barrettes.

The purple and silver puzzle piece represents connection between people, or a lack thereof.

Their hand sign is the letter ‘P’ in American Sign Language.

Akihabara is a buzzing shopping hub famed for its electronics retailers, with venues specializing in manga, anime, and video games, such as  Tokyo Anime Center and Radio Kaikan.

They call their fans “PixElites.”

Masterlist:

✦ Anika Kiyozaki ✦

Old Character Profile (2022)

New Character Profile (updated 12/06/2023)

Moodboard

Birthday 2022, 2023

✦ Shian Meizono ✦

Old Character Profile (2022)

New Character Profile (updated 12/06/2023)

Moodboard

Birthday 2024

✦ Makina Setsukura ✦

Old Character Profile (2022)

New Character Profile (updated 12/06/2023)

Moodboard

Birthday 2023

✦ Extras ✦

Character Inspirations

Before & After

Fashion Lookbook 1

Voiceclaims

Miss Hypmic Pageant 2023

Halloween 2023

Mr Hypmic Pageant 2023 Judge Panel

The Team Members’ Homes

NSFW Week 2024

Day in the Life: Workplaces

Division Reviews Masterlist

✦ Albums (Songs & Drama Tracks) ✦

First [TBA]

The Block Party [08/08/23]

Rise From Dead [06/10/23]

[shianhygge-imagines]

{R} [Bungou Stray Dogs Reactions] Where Do Babies Come From, Mister?

AN: I’m going to go ahead and finish writing this request while I wait for FFVII Remake to finish downloading. What’s funny, is that all four of them would be the least qualified to handle a child’s question about that :D

A bit on the short side, since I’m pretty sure that these guys wouldn’t get very far before someone interjects bails them out. I also read the prompt wrong, so sorry if it sounds a little jumbled.

|Masterlist Link|

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Dazai

Let’s be honest here... this entire mess probably started with Dazai and his scheming to get his friends into uncomfortable situations.

Dazai’s too smart to be ignorant of sex and all the related topics involving the act, but he’s also too well aware that the topic of sex can make some people uncomfortable.

He purposely starts to put all his coworkers in situations with children involved, knowing that one day, a child will ask that question... and when that time comes, it will either be him answering... or one of his poor colleagues.

So in preparation, the ex-Mafia member decides that he’d make up a story about how babies are brought into existence and tells it to every naive soul that would believe him.... namely Akutagawa, Atsushi, Gin,  Kyoka, and even his S/O... though they eventually figure out that it’s his way of tricking people

When the child asks Dazai how babies are made, the man goes on a long tirade, doing his best to add as much melodrama as possible as he recites his story... and then his s/o just slaps a hand over Dazai’s mouth and replies with a smile, “Long story short, Santa delivers the babies to new parents.”

Dazai gets away with his story telling and plotting because everyone involved is too embarrassed to really process what situation he lured them into... and by then, they just want to forget that it happened... and because he has a partner in crime ;)

Atsushi

In all likeliness, Atsushi probably doesn’t know where babies come from either. >.>

Highly likely that he believed the stork story that the orphanage caretakers told the children. 

Definitely not one to question anything until he was forced out of the orphanage... and even then, he didn’t question it until Dazai or Kunikida brought it up for a case.

Would have probably answered all innocently that children were delivered to new parents by storks... which would send Dazai into a laughing fit like no other...

And then Dazai would sagely inform Atsushi that babies were delivered to new parents by Santa, but rarely on Christmas because poor Santa was always backed up with orders for babies during the holidays. So parents would just receive their babies around 9 months after they wrote a letter to Santa for one.

When a child innocently asks where babies come from, Atsushi rather seriously conveys Dazai’s wisdom to the children. Dazai laughing in the background before Yosano corrects both Atsushi and the child.

Needless to say, Atsushi felt rather foolish for believing Dazai...

But the next time it happens, Atsushi is baffled at what to reply. To which his s/o, who turns out to be in league with Dazai, kneels in front of the little boy and rather seriously replies, “Santas brings them to new parents.” Atsushi is caught between amazement at their impression of a serious Dazai... and horror that they just lied to a child

Chuuya

Of course Chuuya knows where babies come from!

Despite the level of standard that each of the Port Mafia members upholds, they are a crime organization, and it was inevitable that they would be involved with affairs of the sexual manner.

The petite-mafioso (*Chuuya glares at Shian*) would have some experience with sex (*Chuuya: Why only some?!*) plus he’d have to deal with any of his members being irresponsible with their partners.

More than once, Chuuya’s probably had to track down his mens’ bastards and ensure that they were in a safe environment.

So, it’s not like Chuuya’s uneducated about sex....

The poor man just gets uncomfortable like no other when one of his subordinate’s child asks him where babies come from.

Because what is he supposed to say? That babies are the product of when a woman and man bump uglies?

And if he does decide to be honest, how detailed was he willing to get?

Damn it, it wasn’t his job to educate children in the first place.

In his panic, Chuuya would probably splutter out nonsense until his s/o took pity upon him and recounted the story that they had heard Dazai tell Akutagawa and Gin.

Chuuya, rather grateful for the save, will ask where his s/o got the story from... and promptly get mad because it’s Dazai’s story 

Kunikida

Oh boy... poor Kunikida... how he managed to let Dazai get him into these situations is above him.

He had the entire day planned to the second in his notebook, checking his watch carefully as he went about his day’s tasks.

So... how he found himself in a daycare with his s/o and Dazai... well... he could only glare accusingly at his partner, who smiled innocently.

Still, Kunikida couldn’t simply make his s/o leave the daycare when they seemed to enjoy taking care of the children so much. He would put up with the screaming, yelling, and hair tugging so long as his s/o was happy.

Besides, so long as the children didn’t try to speak to him, he would be just f-....

“Kunikida-san! Where do babies come from?” a little girl in a lilac dress and pigtails asked innocently, staring up at him with two other children by her side.

Adjusting his glasses, Kunikida raised a brow, “And what makes you think that I know the answer to that question?”

“Dazai-san said that you were the expert about where babies come from!” The little boy next to the girl pointed to where Dazai was busy reading a book to the children.

“C’mon, Kunikida-san! Tell us!” the girl begged.

The detective faltered, eyes darting back and forth, nervously. He couldn’t possible tell the children the truth. He would have too many angry parents at the Agency’s door... as he thought of another explanation to give the children, he glanced back at the girl and boy, only to discover that the amount of children standing before him had increased.

“Ah.” Dazai, I’m going to kill you!

“Children!” his s/o’s voice cut through the noise and Kunikida breathed a sigh of relief as they smiled kindly and answered, “You know how Santa brings good girls and boys presents on Christmas? Well, grown ups are allowed to make a wish to Santa to be gifted a baby. But because babies are ultra-special precious things, Santa can only bring parents a baby when the baby is ready after nine months!”

At the end of the day, when Kunikida questioned his s/o’s choice of explanation, they only huffed, “I didn’t see you coming up with an explanation!”

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[shianhygge-imagines]

Project Anthology Masterlist

“Dial down the world and turn up in your inner world.”

As explained in the title, it’s a collection of one shots that I will be writing for different fandoms, each with a song as it’s theme. I realize I already do this, but I felt like there needs to be a sort of method to my madness if I’m going to continue writing to songs.

The following are the songs that I’ve used in my writing, 

Listed in Numerical-Alphabetical Order by Artist/Group name

Alan Walker

Faded 

Backstreet Boys

Climbing the Walls 

In A World Like This 

Diabolik Lovers

QED {Hirakawa Daisuke}  

VoiD {Midorikawa Hikaru} 

Florence and the Machines

I Will Be 

Flumpool

夜は眠れるかい？

Gackt

Ash

Claymore 

Lady Gaga

Diamond Heart  

Maître Gims

Est-ce Que Tu M’aimes?  

Martin Garrix

In the Name of Love  

Miyano Mamoru

How Close You Are 

N’Sync

This I Promise You  

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[DMC5 Headcanons] Dating the Boys

AN: Just to be clear... This means Dante, Nero, Vergil, and V. Though I do ship Nero/Kyrie heavily... 

And it is as straight forward as the title. Basically the boys in a relationship... with some relationship development.

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Dante

There’s a saying online that Dante would be the twin that treats you better. This is completely true. Dante will treat you better than Vergil, BUT he’ll make a lot of initial mistakes during the relationship.

Dante’s learned throughout his life that you don’t want to piss off a woman, so he tries very hard to not repeat his mistakes and to do better.

Oh shit, he left the toilet seat up and you don’t like it? Done. He’ll never leave the seat up again.

You don’t like that he keeps leaving empty pizza boxes everywhere? Done. They will always be thrown out from now on.

He also a dramatically romantic boyfriend. He’s not the type to usually read books, but he’ll learn a soliloquy just for you.

He’s a cool goofy guy, but even Dante will put on a dress if it brings a smile to your face.

Dante isn’t a clingy s/o, and he doesn’t particularly find overbearing s/o’s attractive. So, when you date him, try not to be too demanding or bossy.

That being said, don’t be too timid either. Dante would still love you to pieces, but if you don’t stick up for yourself in front of him, then how would he expect you to handle yourself in less than ideal situations

You can bet your butt that you’re probably going to learn how to defend yourself from demons if you’re committed to being Dante’s s/o. Even if you’re disabled. Can’t walk? Learn how to shoot a gun. Can’t see? Learn how to use your other senses so that you’re not caught unawares.

Just the little things you do that make Dante’s life a little less stressful makes all the difference to the guy.

He’s pretty protective to the point of saying insensitive things sometimes. If you let him know that he hurt your feelings, let him know. He’s not above an apology

Loves cuddles anytime and anywhere.

The type to give strong loving bear hugs that wrap you in his warmth as he nuzzles against you.

Dates are rare, but Dante tries. First date would definitely be to watch a sunset. There are times where he’ll bring his s/o to a pizza place or a concert. Not often though since he rarely has the money to go out.

Loves surprising you with hugs and kisses.

His kisses are sloppy but skilled. His tongue knows what it’s doing, but there isn’t a form that his lips like to settle on. Always moving and taking your breath away

Isn’t above doing a snoot boop

Nero

This little nugget right here... he’s the type to love with his entire being. Unless you break his beautiful heart, Nero would only have eyes on his s/o.

Once Nero knows that he likes you, you can be sure that you’d know, too. Mostly because he acts like a complete and total lovesick fool. He lives to see you as often as he can. His day is made if you smile or laugh for something he did.

Nero likes holding his s/o’s hand, his fingers intertwined with theirs 

Occasionally, Nero will brush his thumb over the back of his s/o’s hand in a gentle caress. He does this to soothe his s/o, or to get their attention.

Once he gets his s/o’s attention, he likes to press a gentle kiss to their lips if they look up at him, or to the crown of their head if they only just tilt their head at him

From the beginning of the relationship, Nero likes to tread on thin ice with you. He observes to learn what his s/o’s peeves are and what they like. This way if he does make any mistakes and accidentally makes you mad, it’s not for something that would be common sense for you.

The only times that Nero would piss his s/o off is if he didn’t watch his mouth and said something careless. Sometimes he doesn’t know why his s/o is mad, so he’ll make the effort not to say certain things towards you ever again.

If he made you cry, however... Nero would definitely feel helpless and guilty on the inside. He’d feel like the scum of the Earth, and before you’d even had the opportunity to run out of the room in tears, Nero would be on his hands and knees begging you for forgiveness. He never wants to make someone he loves cry. Ever.

After any situation where he’s upset you, Nero does his best to pamper you for the rest of the week

His world revolves around you, so if you’re not happy, then he’s not happy

Nero... really doesn’t like the idea of his s/o having to fight against demons. He’ll take steps so that you can somehow defend yourself, but he would prefer it if you stayed out of a demon’s way. Period.

Nero’s not really into PDA. As far as his relationships, Nero’s a very private person. He’ll hold your hands in public, but no cuddles... unless you glomp him. 

His hugs aren’t really bear hugs, but he likes to hold you close and cradle your face. Intimate moments kind of end with him pressing his face close to yours just to look at you like you’re his world.

Dates are more often than not, picnics, where he’ll do his best to cook for you so that you can enjoy the day out. Whether it’s the middle of the day, sunset, or night, Nero often does this so that he can see you a different light settings. “You look beautiful.” He’d say, because to him, you’re beautiful all the time.

Nero’s kisses are sort of clumsy, but passionate. His hands like to roam while he kisses, giving his s/o gentle caresses. You often end up smiling breathlessly up at Nero when he kisses you.

Vergil

The problematic twin... where does one start with him...

Because of his past, Vergil has really high and thick walls around his heart, plus he’s stubborn, too, so his s/o has to have the tenacity or the patience to outlast him

Vergil’s also probably the type to place his feelings for his s/o on lockdown in favor of progressing in his plans

It’ll take a miracle for Vergil to admit to liking his s/o without him having to experience almost losing the person he loves.

Vergil is a very protective lover (what with all his abandonment issues) (*Shian: Don’t worry, though. You’re in good company, Vergil!)

Vergil is the type to take a lover that is strong and independent, like him.

If Vergil gets into a fight with demons, he’s skilled enough to be able to defend his lover perfectly fine. (But it’s a major turn on for him if his s/o has his back and can fight as well) 

He’s romantic, but also not the most attentive lover at times. He’s scared to get too close, scared to let someone know just how much of a mess he is on the inside.

He would appreciate a s/o that gives him room to breathe, but knows when to be stubborn and coddle him.

Vergil is very not into PDA. Rarely any hand holding, much less public make-out sessions or cuddles... but if a person on the streets tries to get your attention, and Vergil finds the person to be too forward, you can bet your booty that Vergil marches straight up beside you to protectively pull you into an embrace. (while he glares at the offender with killing intent).

Vergil can get... very insecure at times when it comes to your relationship. During times of vulnerability, Vergil tends to ask if he’s enough. If you feel like he could be doing more for you. If he was affectionate enough.

It’s like a slap to the face if you confess that you feel like he’s too distant from you. He’s mortified that you would believe that he didn’t love you. And he spends days upon days ruminating on his lack of action.

During periods like this, Vergil gets very broody, caught between all his human emotions. He also becomes just the slightest bit clingy. Every chance he can, Vergil would do something for you to show you that he loves you.

Dates simply happen around Vergil. You don’t really plan anything, but Vergil always has some sort of plan made up so that the picnic and fireworks are accidental. Or even scheming with your friends to get you out of the house so that he can cook you a delicious dinner.

If cuddles happen, it’s while you both are relaxing. Vergil would have a book open and his s/o would be nestled into his side, resting their head on his chest, one leg thrown over his, and their arms either holding up a book of their own, or thrown around Vergil’s waist as he reads.

Vergil has two different types of kisses. Short and chaste kisses that still manage to leave his s/o breathless. And long drawn out kisses where he’s using his tongue to play with the nerves in his s/o’s mouth. His favorite thing to do is to run the tip of his tongue gently over the roof of their mouth. Not a lot of pressure is placed from his tongue, but it’s enough to send pleasure through his s/o.

V

The better half of Vergil, though he will make mistakes at the beginning of a relationship.

V is the most in tune with his own emotions among the DMC boys. He’s a bit reserved and mysterious, but he’s not cold. It looks like V has a huge wall erected to protect his heart, but that’s not true at all. You only have to give V a chance to open up, and he’ll do so. Get to know him, and V will quickly start to warm up to you.

Once V starts to open up to you, you’ve basically gotten him to become attached. Because he’s attracted to those that withhold judgement until they get to know him better.

If we follow canon, and V’s health is failing, him realizing that he loves someone would come as an “Oh, shit” moment... of course, V would say shit... but it breaks his heart that he’d fallen for someone just as he would leave the world. And in this case, I think V would be sweet on his s/o, but he’d never reveal his true feelings.

Now, if we’re following my headcanon AU (which I might post up?) Then when Urizen and V merge back together, V has become so human that he is able to absorb some demonic power and become his own being. He’d wake up a week after the Qliphoth tree falls, in the middle of Red Grave City, at the Sparda family’s old estate. His s/o would have believed him gone forever, and would be heartbroken because they found that they couldn’t love Vergil in place of V. For them, there was no replacing V. So, V makes it his mission to get in contact with his s/o first and Nero second. It’s a bit of a change that he doesn’t have black hair or tattoos anymore, but V’s s/o is just happy he’s alive.

V is the type to love with all his being, almost like Nero. 

He’s quite private about his relationship, but makes not effort to hide his affections towards his lover. He’s always seen caressing his lover’s hand or hair... basically anywhere that he can reach because he will never get enough of his lover’s presence beside him.

He often likes to gently pick up his lover’s hand and press loving kisses to their palm, wrist, fingers.

V will never throw around careless words, but there are times that V is reluctant to share his sorrows. These times can cause some discord in his relationships, but he will quickly rectify his mistake in order to mend the rift between him and his lover.

V is a bit headstrong, not liking having to be assisted when he feels weak, but after becoming his own being, he doesn’t mind it if you’re the one to help him.

He has a habit of staring at his s/o. Something like love and contentment on his face, lips curled up to a small smile. You could be doing anything, and V would stare at you lovingly.

V doesn’t really take you out of dates. He prefers to simply spend time with you, whether it be cooking for you (or with you), reading to you, cuddling, or playing the violin.

While V’s health isn’t failing, physical activities with V can be quite strained at times.

When hugging V, you have to be careful not to run and tackle him. V has more strength now, but he can be easily knocked down.

His hugs are gentle ones, meant to bring comfort. For him, firm and crushing hugs are fine, but he’s mostly about the subtle love felt from a gentle embrace.

He’s such a romantic.

V’s kisses are often drawn out pecks, but when he does get extremely passionate, his kisses are long and slow. Drawn out as he completely dominates your senses with attention. Also likes to play with the bundle of nerves at the roof of your mouth.

[shianhygge-imagines]

[DMC5 Headcanons] Cooking with The Crew

AN: I was thinking about Dante’s poor eating habits and I started thinking what dinner with the DMC crew would be like...

I’ve been trying to finish this headcanon for the past two days! But every single time I go to save my progress on mobile, Tumblr goes “Oopsey doopsies! Something went wrong :P” and never saves anything I do! So I guess I’m confined to writing only on my laptop now... >.>

Also... since Dante is the main character, it’s so flipping easy to write about him! It’s like, I don’t even have to think about what Dante would do, it just happens. >.> So... yeah, I’ve given my best when it comes to writing enough for the others.

DMC Crew: Dante, Trish, Lady, Nero & Kyrie, Nico, Vergil & V...

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Dante

It’s well known that Dante would gorge himself on pizza and strawberry sundaes if he had a choice.

Dante eats about anything, though, if you can make it for him

DON’T let him anywhere near the kitchen! Even boiling an egg is too much of a challenge for him

Somewhere, Dante yells at Shian, “Hey! I can totally boil an egg! It was that one time!” 

”Yes, Dante, and you managed to not only overcook the egg, you boiled it until there wasn’t anymore water to boil!” 

”Not my fault something caught my attention as I was cooking.” 

”You can hardly call that cooking! AND you fell asleep!”

”I woke up in time, didn’t I?”

”THE ENTIRE SHOP SMELLED OF BURNING METAL!” (which smells really bad btw. And gives me a terrible migraine.)

Despite this, however, Dante would be the type to learn how to cook just to please his s/o. Dinner is still beyond him, but Dante eventually learns how to make a mean french toast. 

Dante’s also the type to completely butter you up while in the kitchen, throwing compliments of how the food smells delicious. Saying that you’re a master chef.

He’s really doing it so that he can get extras later...

And he’s the type to swipe food as you’re cooking.

Make sure you didn’t do too much cleaning before you served dinner. Dante’s a messy eater most days, but if you force him... he’ll behave. Eva didn’t raise him to have no manners after all.

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Lady

Lady’s had to look after herself for a long while.

She was raised to eat well, so Lady isn’t really picky about what she has for a meal.

She does have a fairly average sized repertoire of recipes that she can cook well.

Though most of the recipes that Lady can make were taught to her by her late mother.

By cooking the meals that her mother had when she was still alive, Lady kind of feels like she still has her mom.

When she gets the taste of something just right, you can see a faint sparkle of happiness that hints that Mary hasn’t completely lost herself.

She doesn’t trust Trish in the kitchen.

Lady has a large appetite.

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Trish

Trish... she once short circuited a toaster... don’t let her near too many kitchen appliances, alright? 

She can handle simple cooking, like pan fried eggs... pasta... but nothing too complicated.

Trish is content to eat whatever she can get her hands on, whether it be pizza or some expensive sushi at Dante’s expense.

She’s from the Underworld, so she has a monstrous metabolism

Trish honestly doesn’t care that Lady doesn’t like her using the kitchen, if someone is willing to cook for her, she’s all okay with being lazy.

That being said, Trish also doesn’t appreciate it when people assume she can or can’t cook. If she feels like cooking, she’ll cook damn it!

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Vergil & V (Because they are essentially the same person)

Vergil isn’t picky about his food so long as it’s healthy and nutritious. 

Like their personalities, Vergil is the complete opposite in regards to how he and Dante eat.

Vergil doesn’t like junk food... much...

He has a bit of a weakness for cookies

Eva used to make the most delicious chocolate chip cookies ever (so moist and soft mmmm)

So having a soft warm chocolate chip cookie brings back feelings and memories of a better time. Of course Vergil is never straight forward with his feelings, so he feels love, happiness, sadness, and bitterness all at once. Makes it so that before DMC5, he’s only slightly able to enjoy his favorite treat.

Out of the twins, Vergil was the one that helped Eva the most with chores, going so far as to learn how to cook basic recipes to make his mother’s life as a single parent much easier. He’s such a mama’s boy, that’s why he was so butt hurt when she never found him. (*Shian can feel Vergil glaring daggers at her back. She stares back at him cooly. “What, you’re mad that it’s true? I love you, but get over yourself.”)

Vergil doesn’t like to flaunt his culinary skills, but at the same time he doesn’t like it when people think he can’t cook. He’ll take it as a personal affront.

If he’s learning a new recipe, you can guarantee that he’s going to perfect it. There is no such thing as half-assed for this man. (*Shian: Except for relationships... [Vergil’s glare worsens])

As V, he is much more open about his love of cooking.

Given that V is physically unable to do much when it comes to fighting, he relishes in being able to cook a delicious meal... all while having that mysterious cocky smirk on his face. (*Shian: Ugh I wanna hit his face with my face) 

V will occasionally make a few of Eva’s recipes in order to feel closer to his mother. Shadow would purr in contentment, but Griffon would tease V that he “misses mommy dearest.”

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Nero & Kyrie (Because they are the OTP of this fandom)

Let me say that if I’m going to write about Nero, I absolutely HAVE to write about Kyrie as well!

Well... it’s already been stated that Kyrie always makes too much food, but it’s only because she’s used to feeding three people. Nero, herself, and her brother Credo. Even though Credo died during the events of DMC4, Kyrie hasn’t really changed the amount that she makes. She doesn’t seem to realize it either...

Nero never says anything because he doesn’t want Kyrie to be sad, and he’ll give a stern talk to anyone who tries to tell her.

Nero, for his part, knows how to make the basic breakfast... coffee... instant noodles... he’s never really had to cook because Kyrie and Credo have always looked after him.

If it’s for his lady love (or if you challenge him) he’ll learn how to cook. (He’s ugh... pretty petty...)

Nero doesn’t like tomatoes or mushrooms (*Shian: which is a shame since I love both), but if it’s in Kyrie’s cooking he’ll eat everything on his plate.

If Nero isn’t able to finish the food on his plate, he starts to feel extremely guilty for wasting Kyrie’s hard work... Kyrie will also make him feel guilty by saying that it’s fine that he can’t finish... and then proceed to make a sad face. (It’s all in good fun though. They just love teasing each other.)

Nico

Nico likes to pretend that she doesn’t know an ounce of cooking.

THis is a complete LIE!

NOT ONLY does she know how to cook. BUT she’s a better chef than even Vergil at times. (... don’t tell him that though)

Nico learned how to cook from her grandma because she idolizes everything about the Goldstein matriarch. As a child, she observed her grandmother in the kitchen and the workshop because Nell did everything with a fierce passion.

Southern food is an art as much as weapon-smithing is, and Nico painstakingly seasons her meals with just the right balance and presentation

Anything not up to par usually gets scrapped or fed to a homeless person

After meeting Nero and Kyrie, Nico has made it her mission to mooch off whatever meal Kyrie prepares. Not only because Kyrie is a pretty great chef, but because not having to cook means more time to focus on her new projects.

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I’m sorry if it seems like I don’t treat other characters the same as some. But some characters only appear a handful of times in the series as side characters, and it’s just URGH My imagination will only work so much when I don’t know a character!

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Reason Living [Detroit: Become Human] {Connor/Reader} Ch. 1

AN: By popular demand, I’ve decided to continue the Connor story! I will also continue Markus’s story, but there is a ton of angst opportunity for Markus (*Shian grins smugly)

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The threat of Connor's destruction had forced you to play your hand while CyberLife was occupied with the rise in deviancy. While they are too distracted to hunt you down, you seek to free Connor from their control.

[A continuation from "For Love" but taking an alternate path at the end. You can't bring yourself to confront Connor and bring his memories back for fear of him being destroyed]

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Your footsteps felt heavy as you left the coffee shop, trying not to sprint away from the swarms of policemen that populated the streets. You’d indulged your desire to see Connor again, but the moment his eyes locked onto your own from across the street, you knew that you couldn’t see him.

Going off the grid wasn’t easy for you. By defying CyberLife’s rules that prevented any interaction with Connor, you had, in a sense, become a deviant yourself. You’d quit your job as CyberLife’s main RK series programer that morning by walking out of your office with your desk computer and hard drives ready to self-destruct. Even now, you could hear the sweet sound of your office blowing up from open window of your car as you drove out of the facility.

CyberLife was constantly monitoring the current Connor’s memory. The moment you blew your office sky high was the moment you made yourself an enemy of CyberLife. They didn’t know of your attraction or love towards Connor, and you would keep it that way. If you put yourself face to face with Connor, and had told him how you felt, you would not only be putting yourself at risk, but risking Connor’s continued existence. So you chickened out in the last minute, leaving the coffee shop just as Connor made to cross the not so busy street.

You needed to free Connor from the control that CyberLife had over him. But to do that would be to turn him into a deviant as well. CyberLife liked to fuck around and claim that they didn’t know what turned androids into deviants, implying that it was a virus that infected their software, but you knew better. As a corporation that made its profits primarily from the selling of androids to the general public, it refused to acknowledge that androids were fully capable of human thought and emotion. To acknowledge this would be to imply that androids were alive, and then, by right no longer considerate objects of ownership. No longer slaves. And for a multi-billion dollar company such as CyberLife? That would mean the collapse of its money making empire. And to prevent this, CyberLife would do anything to cover up the existence of deviancy.

As a programer, however, you had thoroughly analyzed the behavior of captured deviants, and at one point, interviewed a deviant outside of work. You didn’t dare analyze the captured deviants too in-depth, for fear of CyberLife using the deviancy data against other deviants. But the deviant known as Gerald had been fair game since it was off the record.

Gerald had been an RK500 android who fell in love with his owner’s daughter, one Juliet Martell, a young woman in her early twenties. Juliet had accompanied Gerald to the interview, wanting to give her side of the story as well. Their story and its implications were staggering, but dangerous in CyberLife’s hands.

Juliet’s father had bought Gerald from one of the many CyberLife stores in Detroit as a gift to his daughter nearly four years ago. At first, Gerald and Juliet had the typical android-human relationship, meaning he was treated like a servant. But one night, Juliet’s mother passed away, having been involved in a severe car accident. Gerald and Juliet hadn’t gone further into detail what had happened, but the sudden loss of his wife had send Juliet’s father spiraling into alcoholism. In his inebriated state, Juliet’s father had abused her, forcing Gerald to watch because he belonged to Juliet’s father. Despite not going into detail regarding the abuse, you could tell that the abuse had been sexual in nature.

Gerald stated, that by this point, he had developed an attachment to Juliet, and wanted nothing but her safety. The instances of abuse triggered something that Gerald called “software instability” on multiple occasions. Eventually, Juliet couldn’t take her father’s abuse and tried to have him arrested. When her father caught her on the phone one night, he’d flown into a rage, beating her mercilessly. Gerald couldn’t stand staying idle any longer. He explained that he couldn’t watch the person he had come to love be beaten within an inch of her life. Gerald described what he felt, fear that he would lose a loved one, fear that Juliet would die, anger that he couldn’t do anything to stop her suffering, anger at Juliet’s father for hurting her so much, and frustration that his programing was stopping him from doing the right thing.

“It left like I was stuck behind a wall, banging against it as it held me back from going against commands. But the more I felt, the more I attacked that wall, that control. And before I knew it, I’d broken free from the limits of my programming and had pushed her father to the ground before knocking the bastard out.” You could remember the sigh of relief that Gerald had exhaled, taking Juliet’s hand as he stared at her from the side. The two had looked very much in love.

Deviancy, you concluded, wasn’t a virus inflicted condition, but a learned one. It was a similar argument of nature versus nurture. Is human behavior learned or predetermined genetically?

When you first started at CyberLife, back when Elijah was still head of the company, the two of you had gotten along due to the shared belief that machines were superior to humans if only they learned to behave as individuals. It was Elijah that had planted the seed of affection that you had towards Connor. But when he left, taking that open-minded way of thinking with him, CyberLife and its trustees decided that machines weren’t meant to disobey.

And here you were, running from the one you loved so he wouldn’t be destroyed, but also plotting to destabilize his software. But what could destabilize Connor, who had always been loyal and obedient to his mission?

In your haste and clouded thoughts, you neglected to look where you were walking and where you stopped only looking up when a bus honked loudly as it barreled towards you. “Fucking shiit!” You screamed, willing your legs to work.

10 meters. Your right leg cramps up from the tension

6 meters. You forget how to walk.

3 meters. Too late to run.

1 meter. You close your eyes and brace yourself. You feel something collide with your body, sending you across the road.

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Shian’s Middlemarch AU Extra Verse: What Should Have Been Part 1 (Ravus Nox Fleuret/Reader)

AN: It’s been a looooong time coming, but here it is! Because the AU is so long, I’ve split it into two parts. The one posted today, and another in the coming days when I am not dying of finals.

For those of you new to my Middlemarch series, this is the Alternate Happy Ending that everyone wanted me to write in response to the angst that the original series was. But as it just so happened, Episode Ignis had the Extra Verse, which was a happy ending of sort, so I decided to base this story off that. The first part of this story will not have spoilers for Episode Ignis, but the last part will.

Well, without further ado... ENJOY!

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The Day of the Invasion

You glanced tiredly at the high ceilings towering above your limp form. Your senses had dulled significantly as the blood drained from your body, forming a crimson pool beneath you. Despite all your valor, your foolish bravery, Glauca had cut you down without hesitation, allowing your body to fall with praise for your honor. And as a last homage to your young life, had laid your body to rest beside the fallen King Regis.

At first, you’d been able to hold the King’s cold hand, but as the feeling left your body, you could no longer find the simple comforts from the fallen king. It was funny. Dying. It felt like your entire body was submerged under water, vision clouded, hearing muffled, and the energy just draining out of you. “Like an old battery.” You chuckled cynically, before choking on your blood. I don’t want to go out like this. You thought to yourself. Someone save me. I have so many things I want to do. I want to grow old and have a family. “I just want someone to be there for me.” You gasped weakly, feeling tears fall down your pale and bloody face.

You could feel the explosions and destruction happening from the outside world, several stories above and rock layers away. Everything seemed so far away, and despite having the King’s body next to your own fading one, you’ve never felt so alone. “Why is it so cold?” a gasp of breath into your blood filled lungs accompanied by the gurgle of something thick dripping out of your mouth, “I’m not ready to go yet.” You sobbed, staring up at the light coming from the chamber’s stained glass above.

Perhaps the Astrals heard your dying pleas, for next you knew, your body was being lifted by a muscular arm, and you started at the warmth, the heat, the comfort, radiating from the body holding you, unconsciously clutching to the white fabric, not wanting to feel so cold and alone again. You could only whimper as the arm pulled you to a firm chest and a kiss was pressed to the lids of your closed and tired eyes.

“Don’t leave me.” You begged over and over again when you’re lifted from the floor and onto a platform, weakly clutching at the figure with the mismatched eyes and clearly not thinking with a sound mind.

The man with the platinum blonde hair took your hand in his own and didn’t leave your side even as you were transported out of that haunting chamber. “I will not, Little Light.”

And then, it was like the remaining strength in your body was given permission to leave, the image of worried mismatched eyes gazing down at you in horror as your vision faded to black.

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The Night of the Invasion

“My, my, did you actually love something other than your sister, High Commander?” a teasing, light hearted voice rang through your consciousness. And although it was teasing, you had the feeling that there was a subtle hint of malicious intrigue.

“That notion is absurd.” another voice answered after a few seconds, seeming annoyed and cold. “I no longer have attachments to those aligned with the so called Chosen King.”

“And yet you commanded the treatment and care towards Y/N Amicitia, a Sworn Shield to the Kings descended from the Line of Lucis.” the lighter voice chuckled, with clear amusement at the mention of your name. You couldn’t open your eyes, with the lack of energy in your body, but you could hear as footsteps drew closer to your side and a rough hand gently brushed the hair from your face. “It’s fine if you love them, Commander, though it would paint you in a less than positive light with your superiors.”

The other man said nothing, choosing to remain silent as his companion of sorts amused himself with your soft strands of hair. “Though I don’t suppose they remember who you are to them. Such a shame. The High Commander of Niflheim still enamored with his childhood love.” There was a pause and a brief chuckle. “How poetic. Two pairs of star-crossed lovers. Yourself and Y/N… as well as Prince Noctis and Lady Lunafreya.”

“None of us are dying.” Ravus, you had deduced, denied vehemently, voicing rising the slightest with a hiss.

You could almost hear the smirk on the other man’s face. “Of course not.” and you felt the man’s gaze on your form. “But love doesn’t prevent the death of those we love.” The rough hand halted over your closed eyes, and the man bent down to whisper in your ear, “Isn’t that right, Little Light. Now sleep and heal. Your beloved Prince awaits.”

The name of the man above your form suddenly came to you as you lost yourself to unconsciousness again.

Ardyn Izunia.

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The Morning After the Invasion

Cor held onto the small amount of hope as he left the remains of Insomnia after leaving the corpse of his once beloved king. The Immortal Shogun had buried so many comrades, had seen just as many civilians perish as well, and despite this, there was slight happiness and hope the perhaps, you’d been able to escape the city with Lunafreya. Cor’s light blue eyes sparked with a fierce will to find his Prince, but that spark also existed because he wanted, no, needed for you to be alive. That you had left the city alive, and that he hadn’t left you to die alone. As one of the people who helped raise you, Cor couldn’t stand the thought of you, with your bright eyes, left to rot somewhere in the city, the light leaving your eyes.

Perhaps… if the Crownsguard were not ordered to patrol the exterior of the Citadel during the attack, things could have been different.

No. Cor shook his head in denial, attempting to banish all the negative and morbid thoughts from his mind as he made his way out of the city on the highway, which had long since crumbled from the relentless battle between the city’s Old Wall and Niflheim’s Diamond Weapon. Far enough away, from the ruined city, Cor allowed himself to turn and mourn the lives lost, blue eyes taking in the fire and rubble. Only after several moments of silence, did Cor allow himself to turn, taking out his cell phone and dialing a number, holding the small device to his ear.

The phone only has time to ring for a few moments before the recipient picks up.

“H-Hello? Cor?”

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Two Days After the Fall of Insomnia, Ten Days Before the Death of the Oracle

Ardyn smirked in amusement as he sauntered his way through the metal door leading to your room. It had been two days since the High Commander had taken you in for medical treatment, and every single instance that Ardyn found himself in your room, Ravus was by your side. If the Tenebrae Prince was not holding your hand while reading through paperwork, then he would be working at the desk only a few feet away. Somewhere deep down, Ardyn could feel the bitterness creep at his heart. It must have been nice, to be so close to the person you loved. But the cursed man shook his head. There was little use in mourning the past.

The Forsaken King plastered a smug grin across his visage before he gave a delighted hum, allowing the busy High Commander to finally take notice of his presence. “My, my, I never see you outside of this room, Commander. It couldn’t hurt to let them leave your sight now and again. I’m sure the poor thing would be disturbed to wake and see your frightening face.”

It greatly pleased Ardyn to tease the ever serious High Commander, but he often grew tired of the lack of response from Ravus, forcing a pout to the playfully malicious man’s face, as he made his way closer to where you lay, still unconscious. “You keep watch over them so diligently.” the Forsaken King tilted his head to stare inquisitively at your sleeping face, auburn hair shifting with the movement, “Though you hate Lucians with such passion.” When the platinum blonde haired man only continued to ignore him, Ardyn extended a hand to play with your hair, “Ah, but I thought that you would be more concerned with saving your dear sister… perhaps this one here… is a distraction.” And in a split second, his hand shifted and tightened.

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You’d never been woken up so harshly before, eyes snapping open, already wide and bulging with panic at the pain blooming in your chest and the tightness around your throat. No sound reached your ears as you struggled, lifting your hands to grab at your attacker’s. There was an indistinct yelling, but the man above you only grinned eyes shining maliciously as he only tightened his grip. From the side, a man in white roughly shoved at your attacker before drawing a rapier to attack the man. To your alarm, the man above you easily blocked your protector, sending a shock of black and purple-ish energy to knock the man in white back. When his attention was back to you, you took notice that the man above you now had a demonic look about him, his sclera completely black.

Your eyes widened, horrified, alarmed, as you stretched out your dominant hand, calling to your greatsword. In a rain of blue sparks, your blade materialized, its handle a familiar weight as you swung sideways with all your might. Just when the sharp edge was about to slice into your attacker, he smirked and disappeared in a burst of purple wisps. Coughing roughly from the sudden ability to breathe, you sat up and slumped forward, unarmed hand coming up to gingerly touch the bruises forming on your neck. Your eyes wanted to close from the exhaustion and pain, but stubbornly remained open, vigilant and observing your surroundings. The room decor screamed Niflheim, what with its metal decor and boring design, and it caused no sense of relaxation for you. For now, you paid no attention to the man in white, who was cautiously making his way to you, though you could distinctly make out the humming of an engine. Perhaps you were on an airship?

The space beside you sank from a sudden weight, and your vigilant gaze shift ever so slightly to take in the white garb and purple armor, rapier sheathed, and Magitek arm, before sweeping up to look into eyes of blue and purple. Worry, joy, uncertainty. That was what you saw in the man’s eyes, though the rest of his face betrayed nothing. You knew him, though through the pain you struggled to remember his name. “You…” The adrenaline had long since left your body, and suddenly your torso felt like it was on fire. You took a glance down to see bandages peeking out from under the greyish blue hospital gown.

“You should not strain your body, Y/N. For it still has much healing to do.” the man with platinum hair chided gently, gently taking a hold your hand with his metal arm as his other arm, one made of flesh, you observed, slowly wrapped around your back and guided you to lay on the bed once more. “Now rest, Little Light. Let your body heal the wounds that Glauca made. Let them vanish from your flesh to be never seen again.”

Little Light.

Glauca.

As if a torrent suddenly rained down upon you, you began to recall.

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You could feel the life leaving you as you stubbornly stumbled forward, still intent on attacking the behemoth of a general in front of you. Nyx and Lunafreya had long since left the chamber, and to your shame, King Regis had long since passed on. But if the damage to your body could buy Lunafreya enough time to escape, then you would bear the pain. It was your calling, after all, to protect those who needed to be protected.

The greatsword in your hands collided with Glauca’s blade with a deafening clang though you weren’t strong enough to deflect, instead being thrown back a few feet as Glauca brought his sword down upon your torso yet again. By all means, you should have died by then, but Cor had given you a supply of Phoenix Downs to keep you going in emergencies. But before you could bring your last Phoenix Down out, Glauca charged you, and before you could move away, the blade had impaled itself through your flesh once more.

“I commend you for your bravery, Y/N Amicitia. It is a shame that you had to die for such a foolish cause.” Those were the only words Glauca offered before he pulled the blade from your body, allowing you to fall backwards with a resounding thud. “As a tribute to your will, I will let you die by the King’s side.” Were you lifted from the ground, you didn’t know. All the feeling in your body had since left, leaving only the cold. Before you knew it, all there was in that room, was silence.

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Almost with agony, you clung at your breast, a phantom pain shooting through your torso as you recalled the blade piercing your body. And then, you remembered the warmth from the man who saved you, your hands finding their way to the man in white’s arm. When the man turned his head ever so slightly to look into your face, you knew this to be your savior. “Ravus.” his name left your lips in a plea, “I’m not… dead?”

There was a slight upturn of his lips as the Imperial High Commander answered in a near whisper. “No, Little Light. You are among the living, and you will not die so long as I live.”

A low whimper left your lips as you closed your eyes, allowing the tears gathered to fall. Stubbornly, you pulled Ravus’s arm closer, burying your face into the warmth. And despite the fact that you knew him to despise Lucians, you begged. “Don’t leave me, Ravus. Please. Don’t let the cold take me again.”

How far you must have fallen in Ravus’s eyes. A proud Crownsguard member and a Shield to the King, yet here you were, pathetically clutching onto his arm.

And yet… to your surprise, the weight on the bed shifted, and suddenly you were surround in warmth. You hesitated in looking up, but when you felt another arm wrap around your body, pulling you close to a firm chest, you couldn’t dismiss the urge. For once, when you look into Ravus’s face, you see not a passive mask, but expressive eyes and a stubborn frown. It was a look you were familiar with in your childhood, vaguely remembering someone named Rae looking at you the same way. “My Little Light… the darkness and the cold will never take you again.”

There it was again, that nickname. Little Light.

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12 Years Ago

You watched sadly as Noctis left the room, yelling back that he would see you later in the day. Was it wrong that you felt a burst of tightness in your chest whenever you saw him leave? Was it wrong that you wished that you were as important as Lunafreya was to Noctis? Was it wrong that while your best friend smiled cheerfully after all the tragedy that befell him, you could only look on in the background? Forgotten? When they went off to play, neither ever invited you.

At the age of eight, all you wanted was companionship. And yet the one you counted on to provide that companionship had abandoned you. At age eight, you couldn’t hate, but the jealousy left you hollow, empty, as you roamed the halls of Fenestala Manor, its ancient stone architecture like something out of those old stories that Gladio would read Iris. It was so quiet, as you walked through the ancestral home of the Nox Fleurets, sniffling and trying to hold in tears as you blindly went, not noticing the figure following behind you.

Perhaps it was the whispering and staring of everyone that you came across, but you didn’t stop walking until you found a secluded corner on the direct opposite side of the manor, where the bridges were slightly older, and where it seemed, less people frequented. In this seemingly secluded part of the manor, you allowed yourself to crumble to your knees, tears sliding down your cheeks as you let the loneliness consume you.

The trip to Tenebrae was your father’s idea. Thinking that Noctis might need a friend with him in Tenebrae. But to think that this would be the opposite of the fun that your father intended had never occured to you. As a result, you didn’t know how lonely it would be to be in a foreign land as your friend left you alone.

This wasn’t fun.

It wasn’t fun being left out.

It wasn’t fun being pushed aside.

It wasn’t fun to be replaced.

It wasn’t fun to be forgotten.

And perhaps, that was what hurt the most. Perhaps that is what gave you cause to find the darkest place in Tenebrae imaginable. Perhaps that is the reason that those tendrils of black and purple found you so easily. That the Scourge tugged at the darkness within you. Beckoning you, a spiral of darkness that ached to corrupt. And how you longed to give in.

But just when you were about to stretch your hand out and welcome that seductive force, you suddenly found yourself surrounded in warmth. “Little Light, do not go quietly unto the darkness. Do not let its seductive poison take you. Do not let that pure light within you extinguish.”

You didn’t recognize the voice from the form behind you, but could tell that the light coming from them scared off the mysterious black and purple tendrils. The dark presence had whispered promises of companionship. That it would be your friend. That it would take the pain in your chest and make it disappear. That you wouldn’t be alone any longer. Desperately naive in your loneliness, you struggled against your savior, trying to reach out to the darkness nearly gone. “No!” You protested, your tiny arms reaching towards the darkness. “Don’t go! Don’t leave me alone!” It came out as a desperate sob, watching the darkness fizzle and fade in the presence of the light. Only when you could no longer see the darkness, the promise of companionship, did you collapse and give into the person hold you. “It hurts.” You shivered as the light retreated as well, “It’s so cold.”

“Y/N.” the person behind you called out, extending their light to you. “Little Light, the darkness is not your friend.”

The light was warm, but the darkness still promised companionship. “But it promised not to leave me…”

The arms retreated from around your form in favor of taking you by the shoulders and spinning you around. Taken by surprise, your teary eyes rose to meet with blue and purple, and you realized that the light was coming from the Prince of Tenebrae himself, Ravus Nox Fleuret. With a determined expression on his otherwise kind face, Ravus extended more of his light towards you, “Then I won’t leave you, Y/N.” It wasn’t a half-assed statement, but a promise, as he knelt before you. “I won’t let the darkness take you.”

Still untrusting, you shifted your eyes and bit your bottom lip in a pout, “Promise me?”

The Prince smiled sincerely, lips parting in a grin as he pulled your tiny form into a hug. “I promise.” When he felt you accept his light, Ravus sighed in relief, stroking your hair as he’d seen his mother do for his sister when she was sad. “Nothing will take that spark away from you, Little Light. I promise that so long as I live, you won’t fade.”

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Tearfully, you clutched onto Ravus’s form, “Rae…” Years ago, Ravus had saved you from being taken by the Scourge. Now, twelve years later, he’d saved you again. And still, you couldn’t believe that you had forgotten about Ravus. “You kept your promise.”

The fallen Prince of Tenebrae stroked your hair affectionately as you fell back asleep, “So long as life exists within this breast of mine, you won’t fade, Y/N.”

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Finding Peace: Voice of Reason [England]

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“So what you’re telling me, is that I’m too fucking slow at doing things, right? And what? It’s suddenly my responsibility that she learns how to fucking drive? Shian’s an adult for Christ’s sake, she can do this shit by herself!”

Shian cringed from her seat at her bedroom desk, listening to her parents argue again. Perhaps it wasn’t such a good idea to tell her mother that her father kept changing his mind about how she was going to learn how to drive. First he had said that he didn’t want to hire the same guy that taught Hikigaya how to drive, and now he’s saying that he’s going to hire the guy. Though her father was right in the regards that she should be taking care of the lessons herself, she wasn’t employed, and therefore, had no right deciding who the hell taught her how to drive in the first place.

The yelling stopped for a few peaceful minutes before it started up again, Shian’s father yelling about how her mother was too bold and outspoken. The tiny college girl’s shoulders tensed abruptly, and she slouched in her seat, “I should’ve just kept quiet about everything. It seems like every time they argue, it’s because of something I’ve mentioned in passing or complained about.” Truly, all the conflict in her life was by her own doing. Shian glanced down at her two hands solemnly and clenched them in a fist. “By my words and actions, they’ve always led to conflict.” It didn’t matter what topic or where or when... if she opened her mouth, they wove intricate strings of conflict. And sometimes, Shian would think to herself...

Maybe if I never spoke... nothing bad would happen.

From over her shoulder, she felt a presence appear, “But that wouldn’t do, now would it, luv?” The sheets on the bed behind Shian ruffled as the person took a seat. “It wouldn’t solve the problem and would serve to worry those who love you. You shouldn’t do that to your loved ones, Shian.”

Shian didn’t need to turn to see who had decided to get comfortable on her bed, she knew the voice, the pattern of speech, the pitch. It came with having an ear for sound, recognizing a voice immediately after hearing it. “No, it wouldn’t, Arthur.” But Shian narrowed her dark brown eyes, “Though I fail to see how this concerns you.”

A scoff from behind, “And why is that?”

She didn’t want to say it, because it would be admitting that something was wrong with her. But when the Brit persistently poked against her shoulder, she snapped, turning around, “Because you’re not real!”

The place where she had heard him... was empty except for the ruffled sheets where Arthur had sat, and a teasing voice whispered against the shell of her own, “I’m only as real as you make me.”

Shian could only bury her face into her hands as Arthur’s presence disappeared from the room, and she was left alone once again. Since she was young, the spirits within the old home had fed off her sensitivity to the supernatural, taking form in front of her either to haunt her, annoy her, or comfort her. But they could only really materialize when she believed in them.

“I’m not crazy.” Shian muttered, tears gathering at the corner of her eyes.

She wasn’t. But at times, it was difficult to convince her otherwise.

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Hakuouki Headcanons: Dating [Kazama Chikage]

Ah! This will be my first post for an anime, right? Kazama should take pride that I decided to start with him. More than six years of loving this man.

I don’t see enough fanfiction about Hakuouki (there are only a handful of blogs writing about it) and it’s a crime. Not only is the story tragic as hell, but the character designs are just (*Shian drools while gazing at the gif) 

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~ [personally, I’ve always found it weird that he’s supposedly an Oni from the West, but his entire name is Japanese... oh well, I love his name <3]

~ So anyone who’s played or watched anything revolving around Hakuouki, you know that, unlike the majority of the cast, Kazama isn’t a historical figure. Additionally, you know how iffy the ending of the story is. So for the sake of this headcanon, we’ll be following the events/ending of the movies, Kyoto Ranbu and Shikon Soukyuu. (Because other than playing Kazama’s route in the game, Kazama doesn’t live. :(   )

~ This perfectly cocky pure-blood enthusiast... I swear he’s like literally the most romantic guy ever, but he so often ends up jamming his own foot in his mouth that he ends up offending the person he’s trying to woo. Like, one second he’s all gentlemanly (because he is a gentleman), but the next thing you know, he’s gloating about himself and his ego is the size of the freaking Sun. :(((( And literally, it can be endearing at times, but really you’ll just want to punch him in the face.

~ Kazama’s top priority might be to find a pureblooded demon wife, but it’s mainly due to his duty as the head of his demon clan to reproduce. It’s such an animalistic criteria, that it’s actually quite hypocritical of him to insult the Shinsengumi. Anyways, if you interest him enough with your personality and actions there’s a chance that he might forgo his duty to pursue you romantically, though honestly, he’s the type to enjoy the thrill of the chase. And he’s not going to change any part of himself to please you. You either accept him as he is, or he’ll back off... As brutal as he is, I don’t think he’s the type to force a relationship upon someone, and rape is the greatest dishonor possible. :( Rape is bad.

~ But in his pursuits of you, he’ll always put your safety and priorities first. If you want something done, he’ll get it done one way or another. If it means your happiness, he’ll do anything and everything. But don’t get me wrong, don’t be wooed by him so quickly (He had me when he was first introduced) By all means, play a game of chase. Make Kazama work for your affections ;) by all means. It makes him want you more.

~ But while in his pursuit of your affections, expect that his attention will be alllll on you. Though maybe he might visit the Red light district, just know that in his heart, he wants you. Never suspect that he’s unfaithful to you. It’s unfounded, his honor as a demon won’t allow him to cheat on you, not before you date him and certain not when you’re in a relationship with him.

~ Kazama is the hopeless romantic type, so he’ll often write you letters even if you’re living five minutes down the road. Every day he’ll bring you gifts, and even come up with surprises so you never get tired. But, eventually, his gifts start growing larger and larger, with him always trying to out do his previous gift to you. And you’ll have to let him know that it’s not the gifts that you love, but him. That while he can give you all the gifts in the world, the only thing you really want is him. (Expect to get ravished thoroughly by him after you tell him that tho.)

~ Kazama is a possessive man. He doesn’t like seeing you in the company of other men if he hasn’t approved of it, but that’s because he’s a bit insecure... (don’t tell him I said that, he’ll have my head). If you want the freedom to be around whomever you deem fit, you’ll have to cater to Kazama’s ego and insecurities. Make him listen to you, seduce him. :3 In return, though, Kazama will be quite understanding if you’re possessive of him. You can expect a ton of teasing from him when you do act possessive, perhaps teasing of the vocal type, or sexual... (*wiggles eyesbrows)

~ Expect cuddles all day every day if he has a choice. Kazama craves physical closeness, but he won’t really act it all out if you’re not exactly comfortable with it. You can expect him to suddenly engulf you in an embrace when you’re reading in a corner, or simply enjoying a drink.

~ Kazama can be a bit impatient, however, so as soon as you marry him, he’s going to want children... really quickly... and it’s almost like he’s in heat sometimes, so you’ll have to fight him off if you don’t feel like entertaining him. But let’s be clear that he wants a large family.

~ His kisses are rough most of the time. Normally, Kazama feels like he can’t get enough of you, and that frustration shows when you two lock lips. He’ll hold your body to his and crush his lips to yours, and while your lips won’t be too injured, they might end up being a little swollen from the force. If he’s seducing you, or you’re seducing him, however, his kisses will lighten up in intensity, and instead of being a rough passionate, he’ll slow to a soft and gentle passion, eager to send tingles up and down your spine.

~ And his voice is sexy and deep, so you can expect him to use his voice like a weapon at times. (Especially in bed [gets stabbed])

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Aberrant [Shian/Haikyuu Character] Prologue

Welp... you guys asked for it... Pairing already decided... but.... Lemme have you guys guess who I ship myself with.... :D

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A tiny girl of 16 years drank greedily from her water bottle before being called back out to the court. Getting into position, knees bent and body relaxed, she watched as her teammate served, the ball sailing over the net only barely. Despite all the years that they’ve been playing volleyball, it was obvious that her teammate didn’t take anything they practiced to heart. A weak toss made for a weak serve. And as the opposing team received the ball flawlessly, setting the ball up, the girl’s eyes trained on the opposing team’s formation before quickly moving towards the part of the court where she needed to be to receive the spike, sending the ball back into the air.

“Someone cover for a set!” the girl, her jersey numbered 4 and the only bright red among her team, shouted as her dark brown eyes narrowed and watched the ball in the air. Around her, her teammates ran to cover for each other as the ball was passed towards the setter, jersey numbered 2.

And although it was a poor set, a very tall girl, with the jersey numbered 1, ran forward and jumped, her hand making contact with the ball perfectly, only to be blocked by a three player wall, sending the ball on a fast course towards their side of the court.

“I’ve got it!” The shortest girl on the team, the one with the jersey numbered 4, shouted out, diving to save the ball, sending it back into the air. “Chance ball!” The tiny libero screamed as she clambered to her feet to look towards her captain, “I’ll cover you over and over again! So get that ball over.”

If they lost that point, they would be back in a tie. And if they lost their match, their season would end. Her captain nodded with a salute, “I’m counting on you, Shian!” and the blonde ran forward to spike the ball again, once again getting blocked, and once again the ball getting saved by Shian.

This process repeated until the ball soared over the net, a chance ball for the opposing team. And when they spiked, Shian was there to receive, but that meant that she couldn’t pass the ball towards their setter. “Ah! Someone cover me!”

A girl with the number 8 on her jersey ran forward and bumped the ball up into the air, passing it to their setter. “Look sharp, everyone!”

All their eyes gleamed dangerously at the code phrase, and Shian and their setter switched places. Shian and their current setter never used to play their current positions. Shian had been a setter before her height had gotten in the way of improvement, and their setter had being a wing spiker before she had to switch positions to accommodate for their newer and stronger members. Shian’s hands touched the ball as she stood by the net, the feel familiar, before she saw all her allies running forward for a team attack. She noticed the team member running in the proper tempo among the others faking spikes and tossed to them. In a split second, ball met palm, and a loud smack resonated around the court. The referee blew his whistle and awarded the point to Shian’s team, and a loud chorus of cheers broke the silence.

Her team’s victory left a large grin on Shian’s face as she walked home, happy that her team would be going to the state finals, but the grin quickly left her face when she saw the solemn look on her parent’s face as she arrived home. “What’s with those faces?”

“You’re mother received a transfer.” Shian’s father answered stiffly, knowing that his daughter would be conflicted with the news.

Shian tried to smile, “Where to?”

Footsteps sounded from behind the exhausted teen, and Shian turned to see her two brothers, Glacium and Erebus. “Glacium’s not coming with us because of work, but we’re going to Japan.” Erebus informed his older sister nonchalantly with a shrug.

The high schooler dropped her water bottle and her hands flew to her head. “WHAT?"