#then I would not know if people would be interrested

[chishiyaisasnack]

First time

Hello people! Long time no see. I’ve been suffering from writers block. But now I’m back. Thank you @v3lv3tf0x for the request 💗

I have worked on this fic for about 4 months now I think. It was hard for me to write a serious fic. I usually put in jokes and make everything light hearted, but I wanted this one to be different. That’s why it’s taken so long.

I see y/n (the reader) as 20+. Not as a minor. You can read it however you want though. I also want to mention that loosing your virginity isn’t something that needs to happen in your teens, or even in your 20’s. It’s not uncommon for it to happen later in life. There is no rule to when you should have sex for the first time. Or even have sex at all. Everyone has their reasons to why they haven’t done it, or why they have. Take a deep breath and don’t blame yourself if you feel like you are too old to be a virgin. You are not.

I also chose to make the reader experienced with their own body. Aka masturbation.

Disclaimer! This is a chishiya x fem!reader smut about reader having sex for the first time. Don’t read it if you are to young or uncomfortable with the topic.

”Ugh, I don’t want to die a virgin.”

A simple sentence. A few words that you weren’t planning on saying in the first place. And worst of all, Chishiya heard every single one of them.

”Why is that important to you?” Chishiya didn’t even look at you as he answered, he just kept gazing at the dark night sky in front of you, spanning over the abandoned city of Tokyo that spread out under it. It was just the two of you up on the roof again. It had been a few more people but they had all left already. You weren’t even sure why Chishiya was still here with you. But he was, and you weren’t bothered by it for once.

He had asked why you wanted to survive in this world, why you needed to go back to the real world again. Maybe he just needed some validation, that you didn’t need to be someone special to want to live. Maybe his will to live wasn’t because of some heroic dream, maybe he just wanted someone to not have a big reason. You sure didn’t. You didn’t have any big dreams or plans for your life. You didn’t have someone special to get back to. You just wanted to experience more, live more. And somehow having sex for the first time was the first thing to come out of your mouth.

”I don’t know…” You hesitated a bit before continuing, slight embarrassment creeping up on you. ”It’s just something I want to do, it just hasn’t happend yet.”

”Hmm” Chishiya hummed back, still not responding the way you thought he would. You though that he would at least look at you, maybe question why you were still a virgin, tease you a bit over it. But no, he just sat there, seemingly not caring at all.

It’s not like being a virgin was what embarrassed you, you weren’t ashamed of it. You had your reasons. But talking to Chishiya, out of all people, about your (non existing) sex life was enough to colour your cheeks red.

”The beach is full of horny people” he finally continued, his eyes finally turning towards you.

”People would be lining up.”

There was the signature smirk. He was having fun with this. You were never going to hear the end of this, would you?

”I just… I don’t know, I just want it to be with someone that I trust. That I know won’t hurt me. It doesn’t have to be romantic, it can be casual, but I just want to feel safe I guess.” You took a second to gather your thought before continuing.

”I don’t want it to be with someone I just met.”

You observed Chishiya’s reaction to your words, his eyes sparkled under the night sky, hair flowing lightly in the wind. He looked curious, not teasing but like he wanted to hear more. The way he stared at you almost made you shy, it was like he was trying to read your thoughts through eye contact alone. The silence kept growing, making you squirm a bit to break the weird tension that was hanging in the air. Why would he be interrested in hearing this, it’s not like he would be up for it. It was Chishiya - the annoying, cunning, uninterrested, sarcastic, selfish, smug, arrogant, obnoxious…

”Then how about me?”

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It had been an hour. Sitting outside of the courthouse, waiting impatiently for Chishiya to return from the game that you begged him not to go to.

”I have to go, my visa is almost out. I’ll be fine, don’t worry.”

Chishiya’s words hadn’t been comforting in the slightest, instead they just made that knot of anxiety and worry in your stomach grow until tears were staining the ground you were staring at. Why were you crying? He’d be back soon. Probably. Hopefully. The blimp with the game card was still flying over the courthouse, displaying the king of diamonds for everyone to see. Why did he have to choose a king card, why would he risk his life again, why didn’t he… Oh.

You instinctively put your hand over your face to cover it from potential debris that fell from the now exploding blimp above you, but it didn’t fall anywhere close to where you were sitting, leaning against a lonely tree that were shaking from the blast impact. Or was it you that was shaking? You couldn’t tell anymore.

For a second you hesitated to remove your hand from your face. What if he wasn’t on the other side of it? You hadn’t seen anyone else walk into the game area, so he could be all alone in there. Alone and injured. Or worse. You clenched your eyes shut at the thought. You couldn’t lose him - he had to be alive, he had to come back.

”Are you trying to hide from me?”

That knot in your stomach unraveled and turned into tears as a gentle hand pried away yours, revealing Chishiya’s calm, and slightly amused, expression when he crouched down to look at you. Your tears had turned into full on sobbing as the tension in you released. The relief that you felt was overwhelming. He was back, he was safe, he didn’t seem to be injured.

When the tears finally stopped you let him take your hand and help you off the ground. You must have been still shaking because in the blink of an eye you felt a warm zip up hoodie fall over your shoulders and a pair of hands zipping it up.

”Shall we go back?”

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The walk back to the hotel that you had set up camp in felt like an eternity. Every step was heavy, both with relief that he was back and safe, and with dread that this possibly wouldn’t be the last game you had to play. There were still blimps flying around over Tokyo, face cards that killed more people than ever before.

It felt like hours before you finally reached the room. All you wanted was… actually, you didn’t know what you wanted. It was exhausting. Even just standing there, staring out the window with your hands in the hoodies front pockets.

”Are you okay?” A low voice floated through the thick air around you. When did he get so close? You could swear that he was standing by the door just a second ago. Now, he stood in front of you with questioning eyes staring right back into yours. How were they so captivating? Dark, curious, a hint of worry.

You didn’t have time to comprehend what happend in the following second, all you knew was that two arms wrapped around you and a warm body was pressed against yours. Soft breathing tickled you neck, a soft chin laying on your shoulder. Wait, was he hugging you? It took you a moment to take it all in, but when you did you swore to yourself that you would never let go of him ever again. You let your hands grab a hold of his t-shirt, black fabric bunching up between your fingers, and buried your face in his neck, the smell of him instantly calming your nerves.

You could feel his fingers running soothingly along your shoulders, drawing circles and shapes as he pressed you closer to him. Emotions that you’d never felt before welled up inside you.

”I can’t lose you.” It was just a whisper leaving your lips but every word had so much meaning to them.

Chishiya moved his head back and looked at you with a million different emotions in his eyes but a stone cold look on his face. Had you said too much? Did you get this whole thing wrong? But he hugged you, he comforted you, he-

Then he kissed you.

A million waves of electricity went through your body all at once. It sizzled out from where his lips met yours and flooded every part of you. Forget butterflies, your body felt like it was on fire. All the emotions inside you, all the anger and sadness that you had been holding onto to act strong, erupted with a passion that you had never felt before.

You weren’t the only one to feel that way. Considering how hurried his breath was when his lips came off yours to give you a chance to back off, the quiet gasp he made when you tugged on his hair and pulled him back in, and the strength his hands grabbed your waist with to get you just a little closer - he was just as lost in the moment as you were.

Warm fingers were caressing the back of your neck, raking through some strands of hair, tracing your earlobe and moving down your neck until he hit the zipper of the hoodie and you felt your heart skip a beat in anticipation. For a second you thought that he was going to pull it down, but to your disappointment he didn’t. Chishiya’s hand left it and landed on your waist again, still eagerly kissing you back and pressing his body against yours. Was he trying to be gentle? To not cross any boundaries? Or was it because you told him that you hadn’t had sex before and he didn’t want to rush you? You couldn’t tell. The only thing you knew for certain was that you sure as hell did want more than kissing him and that you weren’t afraid of letting him know.

The kisses grew more intense by the second, it felt like you couldn’t get enough of him no matter how close to him your were or how much you were touching him. You wanted more. You wanted him. If he wasn’t going to take the first step then you would, because the growing need in your stomach was becoming unbearable. Was this what it was like to want someone? It was unlike anything you had felt before, all consuming and powerful, almost drowning out the nervousness that hid somewhere in the back of your mind.

You moved one hand from his neck to pull the zipper down the hoodie. The sound of it made Chishiya react and he let your lips go to stare into your eyes. He was still so close that you could feel the heat radiate off his skin, onto your already burning cheeks.

”We don’t have to do anything” he whispered in a voice so raspy that it made you weak in the knees.

You hummed and shook your head, not having the patience to answer and instead focusing on pulling his hoodie down your arms and letting it fall to the floor, all while looking back into his dark eyes before taking a step back. He watched your every move so intensly that you had to look away before being swallowed.

You didn’t hesitate when you pulled the hem of your shirt up, revealing bit by bit until it was going over your head and falling down, joining the hoodie. He didn’t hesitate to place his lips on yours, kissing you gently before trailing them down you neck.

Slowly, he kissed his way down your shoulder, his fingers gently pushing the bra strap down before his lips followed, leaving a row of goosebumps that were soon covered and soothed under warm lips. Those lips that you had watched so many times, watched and wondered how they would feel like, those lips were pressing against you, so soft, so warm, and so much more than you could’ve ever imagined. Your eyes fluttered closed, instead focusing on how his breath spread over your cheek when he came back up from pushing down both straps. You were hyperfocused on his every move. His hands inching up your waist until they reached the bra clasp, his thumbs running right below it before unclasping it, his hair tickling your cheek… It was all so much - but still not enough. This feeling of wanting someone so intensely was new to you and it was taking some time to wrap you head around it. The logical part of your brain was telling you that the sound of your bra hitting the floor meant that he had full access to your upper body and that you were topless and vulnerable, showing more of yourself than you let anyone see. Yet, the ball of need simmering in your lower stomach made you so calm, so sure that you wanted him to see you. To touch you. And you wanted to touch him too.

He didn’t make a new move, just stood there looking back at you, waiting for your response. You could tell that he was just as impatient as you were, especially considering that hard thing you felt pressing against your hip. It was making you dizzy with excitement that you made his body react like that.

Leaning forward, you put your forehead against his and closed your eyes. His breath was still calm, soothing the nerves that were still in your chest. A hand ran through your hair, long fingers threading through the strands, making you shiver.

”I want you” you whispered against his lips.

Not even a second later his lips were crashing into yours again. There were no slow start, no soft touches, it was hot and desperate and it was taking you by storm. You were so focused on his tounge sliding against yours that you didn’t even notice that he was moving you towards the bed, not until you both spun around and the back of your knees bumped into the matress.

After some struggling to get your limbs to work the way you wanted them to, your head hit the pillows and gave you a clear view of the man that now sat between your legs. He had a clear view of you too, which he clearly enjoyed. His eyes wandered all over you, from your hair that was splayed out under your head, to you neck, breasts (where they lingered a little longer) and down your torso. Before you had the chance of getting too flustered he took his eyes off you, only to pull his t-shirt over his head.

He was beautiful. The closest thing to shirtless he’d been in front of you so far was with his hoodie on, unzipped enough to tease your curiosity with how smooth his chest looked. More than once you’d found yourself observing the small beauty marks scattered over him and more than once you’d wondered how they would feel under the tip of your finger. Now he was here, in front of you with his whole torso on show. Soft lines, more tiny dots, a trail of black hair leading downwards - begging you to follow it. The light shining through the windows made his skin glisten and almost appear golden.

He let you look, let you take in the sight of the captivating man in front of you. You could feel his eyes burning on your face as you reached in, your fingers landing on his collarbone, brushing over it and making their way down his chest until you reached the dark hair trailing to unknown sights. He was just as soft as he looked. Muscles danced under you hands when you stroked them along his waist and ribs. The tent in his pants were evident and you hard to force yourself to not stare. You didn’t know the proper etiquette for how to observe someones dick for the first time, but you knew that Chishiya would definitely tease you forever if he caught you drooling over it already. Caught up in your thoughts about how long staring at someones crotch was still considered normal, you almost jumped when he leaned down and placed his lips on yours again. The weight of his body on yours, and the warmth of his skin made your toes curl. It was such a different feeling, being enveloped by another person. It was comforting and so, so breathtaking. Your fingers tangled through the blonde strands as you pulled him closer to you, only to have the kiss interrupted with a smile, before he placed them on your neck instead. Neck, collarbone, chest - his lips wandered all over you. He lingered when he reached your breasts, one hand carefully cupping one while his tounge ran over the other. You could feel goosebumps spread over you, the sensation so new and so electrifying. You wished he would’ve stayed there longer, but he was in a hurry, desire was probably clouding his mind as much as it did yours. After a few gentle kisses on your stomach, he looked up at you while hooking his fingers under your leggings and underwear, silently asking for permission to remove them. You didn’t think twice before nodding and giving him a quiet ”yes”, cursing that they were still on you and not on the floor already.

The normally calm Chishiya was everything but calm now, dragging the remaining clothes off your legs and throwing them somewhere behind him, his eyes fixated on what he was revealing. You could feel your cheeks heat up again but the desire in you was stronger than the shyness. Without breaking his gaze, he hurrid to remove his own pants. Your eyes followed the trail of hair under his navel, lower and lower and… Oh.

You knew what dicks looked like, you weren’t that innocent, but you had never seen one in real life and certainly not this close in front of you. It was so hard, visible veins running along the shaft, leading up to the tip which seemed to already be wet. Was it supposed to look a bit angry? Then you realised that, oh shit, you were staring at his crotch as if it was some rare animal in a zoo. Just like you told yourself you wouldn’t. And of course Chishiya seemed amused by how intensly you were studying it.

”Do you want to touch it?” he offered with a hint of playfullness, raising an eyebrow at you while the corners of his lips twitched in an attempt not to grin at your eagerness.

Yes. Yes you did. You really did. It didn’t go unnoticed by Chishiya who quickly helped you up so that you were sitting so close to him that your knees were touching. As soon as you felt the heat of him again the lust that had lingered in the air came back down onto you with a vengance. Chishiya’s smile was gone and instead he was eyeing you, reading your every reaction.

”Here,” he whispered and reached out for your hand, taking it in his and guiding it back until they were both wrapped around him. ”Like this.”

It was warm. Smooth. Hard but still soft under your touch. You followed Chishiyas slow movements, up and down, and back up again until he released his grip on you and let you move freely. The world was quiet around you, making the hurried breaths falling out of Chishiya’s mouth loud in your ears. You wanted to know what other sounds he would make. Running your thumb over the tip earned you a small gasp, rubbing it just under the head gave you another one. Would he moan if you ran your tounge over it? When you pried your eyes away from his length to look at his face you were met heavy eyes and open lips looking back at you. He was feeling good, you could tell. What was even more amazing was that it was you that was doing that to him. He was feeling good because of you. You wanted him to feel better, so you started moving your hand a bit faster, feeling how he got wet under the palm of your hand which made your movements smoother. His breath was speeding up even more and you even heard a soft groan in the back of his throat. A groan that went straight into your core, fanning the already burning flames.

All too soon, Chishiya took your hand again and removed it from his length, disrupting your enchantment and almost making you sulk over that it ended that fast.

”Lay back down” he murmured with a strained voice, gently pushing you backwards while following on top of you. As soon as your head hit the pillows his lips met your neck, followed by a whisper just below your ear.

”I want to touch you too. Can I?”

”Yes” you whispered back, excitement mixed with nerves stirring up inside you.

Chishiya didn’t waste any time before lifting himself off you a little and sliding his hand down your body, caressing every part of you on his way down to where you were silently begging him to go. You gasped when you felt his fingers slip in between your legs, to run a line over your folds before dipping down between them, easily sliding through the wetness. His eyes never left yours, he was observing your every reaction to his fingers finding your clit, making soft circles that sent jolts of electricity through your body. It felt heavenly.

You had touched yourself before, plenty of times, so you weren’t inexperienced with that part. However, the feeling of someone elses fingers were a whole new kind of pleasure. How could you ever go back to doing it yourself when he made it feel this good?

Chishiya switched up his movements every now and then, making you squirm underneath him as he circled your clit, drew lines between your folds - and then finally pushing a finger into you. It was just one finger but it already felt better than anything you’d ever had there. With slow thrusts he pushed against your walls, finding your g-spot easily and grinning at you when you begged for another finger. He complied and pushed another one in alongside the first one, spreading them between the in and out motion to prepare you for him. Your eyes were squeezed shut and mouth open, breath hurried and that fire in your stomach growing steadily.

All too soon he removed his fingers entirely. You groaned at him, but when you opened your eyes you weren’t met by the smirk you thought you would see but with a Chishiya impatiently eyeing your chest. It was your turn to smirk now. When he noticed it, you could swear that his cheeks got a bit redder, making the cute flush on his face ever sweeter. But he didn’t let you enjoy it too much. You felt him wiggle around between your legs and realised that he was lining himself up, preparing himself to finally sink into you.

”Are you sure you want to do this?” Chishiya’s voice was filled with desperation. You had never seen him this affected by anything and it filled your heart with warmth.

Running your fingers through his hair and down his shoulder, you gave him the most secure look you could when you answered ”Yes, I’m sure” with full honesty. You watched him swallow hard at the answer.

”Okay” he continued with a low, sultry voice, sounding so good that it made your cheeks heat up even more. ”Tell me if you want me to stop.” Then you felt pressure against your entrance when he finally started to push into you.

For a moment you forgot to breathe. You forgot the whole world around you and the only thing in your mind was the overwhelming feeling of Chishiya, very slowly, sinking into you and filling you up perfectly. You dug your fingers into his shoulders, grounding yourself with the soft skin underneath.

”Are you okay?” Chishiyas voice was strained, but concerned, as he stopped his movements to check in on you.

”Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just… a lot.”

”Can I move?”

You could feel his dick twitch when he asked, clearly enjoying being deep inside you. It was such a strange feeling, being filled like that, feeling every part of him. You wanted more.

”Please.”

With a careful pace he pulled back, almost out of you, before pushing back in. His eyes were glued on your face, observing every expression you made - and you couldnt help to stare back at him. He really was beautiful. Silver hair falling down the sides of his flushed cheeks, full lips open and waiting to connect with yours, and those eyes that hid so many things yet gave away so much at the same time. He was hovering right above you, close enought to feel his entire body against yours but without putting his weight on you. He was so warm. So soft.

Chishiya quickly found a good pace, rocking into you with a steady rythm that made small whimpers leave your mouth in time with every push against your sweet spot. You couldn’t help but to put your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you until his lips were back on yours, soft but needy. The delicious drag against your inner walls combined with his lips against yours made your head spin. Was it supposed to feel this good? Shouldn’t it be more awkward? You didn’t know. And you sure didn’t care either. All your senses were filled with Chishiya. His warmth, his smell, his quiet moans forming in the back of his throat once he buried his head in your neck.

”Fuck, sorry, I’m gonna come.” Chishiyas voice was rough as he was apologizing, even though there were nothing to apologize for. A wave of electricity hit you in the pit of your stomach at the thought of him feeling that good. That you made him feel that good. Instead of answering you decided to cross your legs around his waist - a wordless act to ask him to keep going. And he did.

Chishiyas thrusts started to become a bit erratic, abandoning the steady pace he had before and giving in to his body’s wishes. It didn’t take long until you heard a soft moan, followed by his hips stuttering, cock twitching and warmth filling you up inside.

You both stayed still like that for a while. Your hands raking through the back of his neck, puffs of his hurried breath mixed with soft pecks on the side of yours. You two were a panting, sweaty mess as you laid tangled together on the bed, but you didn’t want it any other way. You savoured every last bit of it before he lifted himself up on his hands and slowly pulled out of you. The sudden emptyness made you wince, already missing the fullness and connection he had given you.

You thought you were done, happy to lay back and bask in the afterglow of this experience, but Chishiya seemed to have other ideas. Even though he moved off of you and laid down on his side, he kept his lips on you, placing lazy kisses on your neck and shoulder. You felt his hand travel down your stomach, soft caressing until he reached the apex of your legs - and it wasn’t until then that you realized that he was going to try to make you come too.

”Wait” A soft whisper from you made him his action and look up at you with a confused look on his face.

”But you didn’t get to come” Chishiya answered more as a question than a statement, but removed his hand and placed it back of your stomach.

”I don’t need to. That was amazing”

”Are you sure?” He still wasn’t convinced, which made you quietly laugh.

”Yes I’m sure.”

”Fine then” Chishiya rolled over onto his back, still close enough to your that your skin touched. In the corner of your eye you could see him smirking while staring up at the ceiling. His hair was a mess, some strands standing straight out, but he was still gorgeous laying there. You wondered if he knew how pretty he was. Probably. And he most likely used it as a manipulation technique. Wait, why was he looking back at you, and why was the smirk bigger than ever.

”So, I guess you can die happy now”

[rowretro]

𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖉 𝕱𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗

Warnings: mentions of blood, angst

✧CHAPTER 1✧

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It's just a harmless crush. Babe Yang's massive crush on Park Jongseong of course. It's pretty much old news, everyone knows about her crush on him, except Jay himself of course. Babe is known for being sweet to everyone, always sharing her sweets and snacks with anyone, and just genuinely being nice.

Everyone knows her best friend is Lee Aram, and she puts all her trust in the girl, it's no surprise that they see her drop Aram off, and treat her at random restaurants, as if they were dating. She's such a sweetheart.

So why didn't Jay notice her? Why didn't he love her? Who could possible reject the sweet charms of Babe?

"I don't get it- How is he not getting the hint?" Babe huffed in annoyance, a small pout adorning her glossy lips. Aram smiled sweetly t her as she pat her head "Maybe he might not be interrested?" She suggested as Babe frowned more.

"Not interrested? then why would he accept my gifts and be really nice to me? why would he still engage in conversations with me and why would he say I have W rizz? no one has ever said that to me except from my ex crush." She said As Aram sighed. "Well I don't know... You've been trying him for over a year now- aren't you tired?" She asked as Babe aired her lips.

"No I love that boy with all my heart Aram... you know this, no matter what Ill never give up, I have a good feeling about this!" She said as she walked off, seeing Jay. Aram watched as she happily walked along side Jay.

She felt as if she was watching a video of the people boarding the titanic, she knew what they were getting themselves into but they didn't know. It annoyed her how Jay was still being friendly to Babe.

. . .

Babe smiled as she walked alongside Jay to class "God your handwriting's so uneat how could you even read that?" she asked frowning as she tried to ready the messy notes "Here let me write-" she said as she neatly wrote down the small paragraph he wanted. Jay smiled as He read it out loud, clearly.

Sunghoon sat in the far corner, smiling at Aram who glanced at her a little. The male had developed a small crush on her... he doesn't know why or how. Perhaps from the time they were paired together to work on a science project?

He was rather observant. He watched how she stared at Babe and Jay, she seemed like such a supportive best friend to her. Of course. Everyone knew they were practically inseparable. He couldn't help but smile at the girl's actions.

As the teacher walked in, the class went silent. The students opened their exercise books all ready to take notes. Which Sunghoon was practically already doing, whilst admiring Aram. The way she pushes her hair back when she lowers her head to write, was a sight he loves. Its the only thing he could see from back there.

. . .

"Wow I never knew the scary quiet guy he beat the shit out of Cheung would be this shy to talk to his crush!" Babe exclaimed as Sunghoon glared at her. "I-I- sorry... I'll help you... just wait here- Im gonna try and ask Jay out.... he's usually alone in this classroom afterschool time" she said with a smile.

Yet she froze at the entrance. A sight for sore eyes. Her heart felt as if a monster was chewing on it, ripping it to pieces. Lee Aram, her best, most trusted friend was Kissing Jay. "What are you going to do about babe?" she asked with a pout as Jay scoffed.  

"Just tell that bitch already Aram... She's so fucking annoying it pisses me off, if you don't tell her I will." Jay spat as Aram snickerred. Fuck that fucking hurt. Sunghoon tried to pull her back, despite feeling hurt, himself. His own brother dating his crush?

That's fucking brutal. But it didn't hurt too much, after all its a small crush nothing more, Sunghoon has money, a nice house, a strong mafia business, why would he need a pretty girl to share that all with?

He was too focused on consoling himself he almost forgot the real problem at hand "You could've told me Aram. So much for being fucking friends. I would've backed off, and You... you could've told me you aren't interested but no, you spent over a year leading me on?!" Y/n yelled catching the 2 off guard.

"I- Y/n... Y/n wait-" "No Aram just shut the fuck up. We're done. I don't want to see your fucking face ever again... you don't know what girl code is?! even then, you could've fucking told me- i would've moved on happily."  with that, y/n ran off, Sunghoon following somewhat behind.

As the girl reached an alley way that was pretty far from the school, she paused, her head ringing, tears falling, as she coughed. But it wasn't a normal cough.... she coughed up blood, and a white flower petal. 

What the fuck? a fucking flower petal? she frowned, assuming it was probably from one of those times she got hungry and took a bite out a flower in the vase, not too bothered, she ran home, her heart broken.

Sunghoon stopped running, not wanting to upset her further, hopefully she'll come to school he can comfort her then right?... Wait why the fuck would he want to do that, he mentally slapped himself, he's never taken interest in any other girl, or any human being in general, with a sigh, he walked to his car, an inch of him worrying for the small girl...

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[hanafubukki]

Hi ! Here cottage life with Lilia and the Knight of Dawn as Silver mom in the past Anon (I think I will need to find myself an smiley-)

First, thank you ! I'm happy this idea please you and other people 😊

But yes this OT3 is so so cute- My brain run free for it since then.

The relationship those three have...it's just melting my heart 🥹 The perfect trio. Lilia is a bit jalous that the first baby isn't from him -bat boi have his pride- but he just love Silver so much it doesn't matter much 🥺 Little funny fact about Lilia/Knight bromance: before Silver birth, him and the Knight (need to find a proper surname for him-) had a discussion. Like they didn't know who was the father between them, they had a unique way to deal with it: after the baby birth- when who is the father will be more clear- the guy that isn't the bio dad would name the baby. So no one would felt left away from the family.

Lilia blessed the baby at birth, and like in Chapter 5, the baby hair turned white. So Silver's name was back like that 😂

So much things about them...like, rumors runs fast thanks to the forest fairies. But the little family -except when Lilia is called to the castle- don't go often outside to not scare any fairy. So...one day, a toddler Silver ran away to the famous "Castle" were "Dada Lilia" was kept against his will by "This cruel brat of a Princess who want him to "babysit" (Something really cruel and scary from Dada Lilia word-). So Meleanor first encounter with Lilia rumored "son" was this child -monkey- pleading her to -politely- give his Dada Lilia back.

And this is only some funny story 😭 The guilt our time traveler could felt is also interresting. Silver was born and will grow up way before what he was supposed to do. Did this child is -will be- even the same Silver she knew ? And he will never met Sebek in this life. Will this child will be ressentful ? What kind of right does she have to change history -fate- like that ? What will happen if she dissapear, like she came- and go back to her time ? What will happen to her new found family, her husbands, her child ?

But a single giggle of her lovely silver haired baby is enough to make her worries dissapear in a smile. How scary it is, to be so happy at the point you fear the day it will be end.

(References: Fanfic, Ask 1, Ask 2)

Hello Cottage Life Anonie 🌻🌺💚

I’m labeling you Cottage Life Anonie until you find a emoji or nickname you prefer ☺️🌺 please feel free to choose whichever that makes you comfortable and happy.

Anonie you have no idea how happy I was when I saw you in my inbox, I was already kicking my feet in excitement ☺️🌺

Hehehe my evil plan of getting more people to like this OT3 is working 😈🙌 lolol I’m really happy that you and others like it. It makes me happy and I’m glad I can share these thoughts with others who like it too.

A knight of dawn x reader x lilia vanrouge pairing has so much potential and routes that I’m just thrilled at all the possibilities 💞💞

Lilia being jealous of the first child not being his is adorable. I can just see him make that face that says he’s pouting but denying it 😂 but he adores Silver so much and he’s also your child, so how could he no love him? Baby Silver with his glittering eyes and you just being so loving with him is perfect.

I adore that agreement Knight and Lilia had about naming the child. It’s so sweet and smart! And another way to include the mutual partner! No one is left out and everyone is loved 🥹 it’s so sweet!! (We need a name for Dawny, I hope we get one for him in twst 🙏)

Oh oh Anonie! Now that you mention the hair color change, some theorize (because of the sprite) that the upper layers of Knight’s hair is blond and the bottom layers are silver!! So if that’s the case, Lilia just turned Silver’s hair fully silver which is also what Dawny has on his lower tresses so this bromance keeps getting sweeter and the connection is still there 🥹

Absjsjshs tiny Baby Silver just toddling away to the castle to save his Dada Lilia like a true knight in shining armor!!! That’s so freaking adorable 🥹💞😭 I can imagine that the little fairies that love Silver and love mischief helped teleport him to the castle where he meets Meleanor and Lilia. You have this sweet child asking so nicely and the Queen’s heart just melts (she also adores his bravery). Meleanor then tries to smite Lilia because of the “bratty” comments 🤣🤣

Now I can imagine Meleanor require a weekly dinner with everyone, she can see Baby Silver, and if malleus is hatched, he can have a playmate. She can also meet the Knight and the Reader (not on the battlefield for once). It’s awkward at first but nothing that time and Silver’s bubbly laughter can’t fix 🥹💞

There’s so many angst potentials! Ahhhh the guilt of the time traveler wife. Silver not growing up with Sebek, not living in the same timeline ( would his friend be mama zigvolt in this case? 🤔).

Would wife tell the husbands about her situation? What happened in her timeline? I feel like if they knew they would understand, and their hearts would ache from the sacrifices she made to have them be happy. 🥹😭

I want to focus a little bit on the if she ever went back to the present, well, this new present that’s the same yet so different. I feel like if YN did go back she would at first be devastated once she realizes she’s back and what she lost. But but but, we have powerful fairies on our side. 👏🙌

I believe in this case, with the help of Meleanor and Lilia (maybe even Levan? He’s smart so he might know more about it). They would put both Silver and The Knight of Dawn to sleep until they are reunited with YN 🥹💚

So, this would solve a few problems actually! Sebek would be in the picture again, and we have Malleus and his parents, and of course, we have Lilia too.

Lilia could be waiting for YN at the spot she said she was teleported from the first time and they could have their reunion before waking the other two. 🥹💞💞 The reunion would be so sweet between the four. Lilia was waiting but at least he had his sister and baby malleus and the rest of his family and friends while he waited. He can go to that cottage and relive memories and remind himself of his loves.

The way this OT3 AU has a grip on me 😭💞💚

Anonie, Anonie, I am shaking you.

“How scary it is, to be so happy at the point you fear the day it will be end.” This line!! This line!! Oh my heart. 😭💞💞

Thank you for sending this in Anonie 💚🌺, ahhh I’m enjoying this so much and my mind is whirling with so many possibilities. You’re my partner in crime now ☺️🌺

[stromuprisahat]

You came here for Ravka. I came here to chain you to my stove.

Siege and Storm- Chapter 18

Skip your duties (that can help feed the country) to watch me be cool doing stuff! Anyone less important would do it for me!

This could've been sweetly melancholic if:

a.) The country they live off weren't collapsing and a few of Alina's lightballs could grant them at least a drop of much needed resources.

b.) Grisha don't get sick... and what has Alina's childhood, adolescence and life in Cofton been like? Malyen truly isn't bothered by it, is he? Either he's an idiot, who didn't connect the dots, and doesn't see it as weird, that Alina HAD been sick for such a long time, or he simply doesn't give a shit.

c.) Other Grisha... if he can't have her as ordinary otkazat'sya, he's willing to settle for ordinary Grisha. As long as she's NOT special, and has plenty of time to focus on him.

d.) As stupid as their party date was, it could've been something to distract Alina from her duties and the pressure put on her. This wouldn't be even spending time WITH Mal, just watching him be the skilled cool guy.

e.) Of course he hates the place that made Alina MORE than him. If it weren't for her time in Little Palace, she wouldn't even think about wanting more than to follow him around like a lost puppy.

Perhaps put some effort in it?

If Mal can so miraculously fit in everywhere, what's stopping him from taking his duties seriously? Not just mope around near Alina, but try to truly become captain of her guards? Learn about strategies and best ways to protect her, exercise and train action with the twins, look for more guards, train them and WITH them, consult Botkin...

Do more than just go where he's invited, act as if he WANTED to PROFESSIONALLY protect Alina instead of playing hero, when others can see it?!

Not to mention he can make himself useful even at those parties. If he does notice nobles hate Grisha, he can at least make a list. They're careless around him, why not listen? Why not consult with Nikolai to learn who they might need?!

He isn't there for Alina, he's there to drag her back into obscurity as soon as an opportunity arises.

Now, that he's doing something FOR Alina, he misses their period of stagnation, when she was slowly killing herself.

He admits it, while caressing her self-mutilation scar aptly representing their relationship.

And here Alina should pull: Never deign to deny. Instead her puritan shame kicks in.

I know Malyen isn't friends with anyone in Os Alta, but if he weren't such a jerk, he could've catch Nikolai for a moment and discuss a strategy. It's not like Kolya doesn't have an interrest in this too. ...and knows how to deal with Court gossip.

I think "We need to discuss what to do about everyone thinking you're a whore." could be added to post-strategy discussions with Alina too. If Malyen can sit in Alina's council AND act like her captain of guard, they deffinitely DO have to spend time together.

If only he'd become interested in reality and its requirements, quit seeing himself as a knight in shining armour, destined to save feeble helpless Alina, and acted according to her actual needs and requirements.

Perhaps sort his priorities differently and instead of bringing up his one-night-stand with Zoya and inviting Alina to make fun of Suli focus on your damn fucking job!

And you didn't read my mind!

And Alina accepts all the blame.

This could be Malyen spiralling. Or simply jumping to another reproach as soon as Alina attempts to address the previous one.

valid concern

digging into Alina's fear of corruption

reminding her right after she chose it (so the stress is really her own doing)

Yup! This is the crux of the matter.

Alina might operate under faulty assumptions, she had to be physically dragged back to Ravka, but eventually she's attempting to DO something.

Malyen saw what the system does to people like him, to his friends... so he decided to pack his gf and bail on it all. And when he finds himself back in the middle of it all, he's simply waiting to drag her away from it again, no matter what SHE wants.

The Collar is temporary, her position of Saint is temporary, her leadership of Second Army too.

They reacted to life-changing events in a way that made them two diametrically opposite people, but Mal's sticking around in hope for Alina's regression. And eventually he gets exactly that for all his trouble.

I'll keep the rest for an extra post since some extra shady bitch is chiming in.

[iamfujoshiwe]

Unhinged Pete idea:

Imagine Pete being obsessed to Vegas even before the canon timeline. Lets make Pete likes Vegas from the first time he became a bodyguard of the main family.

The reason can be simple love at first sight. Like, Vegas had smiled at him? Or Pete had accidentally stumbled upon Vegas torturing their enemies? Or maybe Pete listened to Vegas talking in english in his smooth voice and Pete just melted all over

At first it was a simple love, or mere idolizing. Vegas is someone he wanted to be. Confident, doesn't care about people's opinion, charismatic, etc etc. When he found out Vegas' relationship with his father he felt even more connection because they basically have the same experience. Overtime he became more and more obsessed to the point of worshipping.

Pete knows all about Vegas. From his personal information, schedule, even his boytoy (sometimes even uses the boytoy himself, bc hey Vegas' leftover is worth it)

He has a few bodyguards and staffs in the minor family blackmailed so he knows Vegas' every move. They even take photos of him too.

Of course he's still the Sweet Pete, Sunshine Pete, unassuming and flat. Not interresting. Not attracting attention. But he's actually very clever. He can keep his obsession secret. He can sneak out of his duty undetected whenever he wants to see Vegas when the man visits main family compound.

Pete often spends his days off stalking Vegas. He has an apartment outside of the main family compound (ofc nobody knows) specifically to collect anything related to Vegas (lighter, used shirt, used bottle of water, etc etc). The walls are full of Vegas' photos taken by minor family bodyguards and ones he's taken himself when stalking him over the years.

A few times when he's lucky, the minor family's bodyguards smuggled him to Vegas' closet in his bedroom. Pete would spent all night staring at Vegas' sleeping form from the gap of his closet, surrounded by his clothes. And Pete swears that was the happiest moment in his life.

Oh and this one time when he sneaked in, Vegas was having a boytoy over. Pete watched Vegas doing the do in bed with his boytoy and Pete imagined himself in the boytoy's place. Pete was so turned on he almost passed out.

Pete has spy camera installed in Vegas' bedroom and in the shower. Let just say that our Pete is so smart that he can tamper with technology that even Vegas doesn't realize there're cameras. The recording is in his appartment. He plays it over and over whenever he's there.

Only Tankhun knows about this. Pete almost killed him for that but realized that the man meant no harm. Tankhun confronted Pete in his own unhinged way and found Pete's obsession hilarious (ooh I love your drama. That devil cousin of mine has a stalker? And he has no idea at all? Good for you Pete! Keep going!)

[rarepears]

For Shen Jiu get spirited away in ancient Greece AU:

You know the whole Luo Binghe tracking down Shen Jiu in Greece to make him his husband give me an idea for a scenario with Aphrodite! X) :

Luo binghe:(Wandering around Greece and thinking obsessivelly about Shen Jiu)

Aphrodite(Feeling Luo Binghe's love(?)/obsessive desire for Shen Jiu): Oh my!~ A dark handsome young man INTENSELY desiring the new cold beauty god? Now that an interresting ship!~

Aphrodite(Appearing before Luo Binghe): Hey there hot stuff! Wanna some tips and tricks which will 100% sure permit you to get your beau?~

Luo Binghe: TELLMEEVERYTHINGINEEDTOKNOWRIGHTNOW!!!

It's only right that Aphrodite, who wants to be Luo Binghe's best wingman, only manages to make Luo Binghe look worse.

Aphrodite: Look, if you're looking for a grand entrance, just emerge out of the ocean butt naked. That will definitely get his attention.

Aphrodite: Look, you can make your life easier with all the annoying gods if you go and marry Hera already! No one really cares about who's married to who, honestly. We're all banging other people on the site and it's no big deal.

Aphrodite: Oh you need a distraction? Drop an apple in front of him. Here, have this golden one.

Aphrodite: Oh man, you're progress is actually going backwards - how can you be so bad at this? Here, wear my magic girdle. Hera borrowed it a couple times and it really helped spark something in Zeus - haha, pun intended!

Luo Binghe: ... Luo Binghe: I never asked you to help me. Or for your commentary. Can you stop stalking me actually?

Aphrodite: If you weren't the new king of gods, I would turn you into a goat for that offense.

[More in #Shen Jiu gets spirited away to Ancient Greece AU]

[inouvasplace]

Imyril Luisohin for the WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS - 11, 24, 32, 43 & 45

11. If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference? - It's very hard to impersonate someone that is deaf and comunitcates via sign language unless they are that themselves, so yes, I would say people would notice that whomever was trying coud clearly hear things.

24. Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it? - He did, he loves sweets of any kind, and it would be the chcolate chip one if there was one.

32. If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why? - Most likely sneaking into the restricted section of the Sharlayan liberary before he was the current head librarian. As for why, because books he had never read, of course!

43. What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding? - They have a thing for thinking that people just should learn to read, and can get a little surprised that people do not know. When he realizes this though, he quickly offers to read for them, and if they seem interrested, he offers to teach.

45. What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately? - People not cleaning after themselves. Be it books, or say at a cafe if people spill or make a mess and just leaves it. He just feelt its unnessecary and very rude of them!

[nothingtherefornow]

Something I'm worried to see happen in the future of Miraculous Ladybug

So ... I've noticed something interresting in the Miraculous Special Paris, when Alya scrolled through Sabine's contacts to call Marinette after her own phone has been destroyed, Sabine's main contacts shown on her phone are Nadja Chamack, Caline Bustier, Mr. Damoclès, Agent Roger, Mr. Bourgeois, Alya Cesaire, Gina Bianshi (Marinette's paternal grandmother full name), "Chéri" (her husband Tom Dupain), Marinette, Rolan Dupain, Maître Wang (Sabine's uncle/Marinette's gran uncle) and Lila Rossi ... Lila freaking Rossi.

I don't know about you, but I personnally find it very disturbing and worrying that among the people that Sabine's knows, she included Lila among her main contacts sometimes between the end of season 4 and the epsiode Destruction of season 5.

While we only ever saw Sabine and Lila interract with each other during painting lessons for a few weeks, it seems that it was either enough for Lila to really grow closer to Sabine, or that they've been seeing each other outside of those painting lessons, and Lila made herself lovable enough for Sabine to grow fond of her, and totally ignore or forget the fact that Lila almost got Marinette expelled and still find room to criticize her ("Its such a shame that your daugther Marinette don't bother to take advantage of all your have to teach" and seriously what kind of mother stay unmoved when somoene who's not even friend with said daugther makes such condescending comment about her ? As loving as you are Sabine, you're really too passive for Marinette's own good -_-)

I'm now even more scared that during season 6, Lila may really manage to create tensions between Marinette and her parents by manipulating them, and especially Sabine. Otherwise why would have the ML writter even bother to make Lila get close enough to Sabine for the woman to accept a hug from her, while Lila was bold enough to say to Sabine "you're like a mother to me" ? But then to not have Lila exploit that friendship with Marinette's mother to further hurt the poor girl during season 5 ? To me this can only mean that they plan to make Lila use her past "friendship" with Sabine to make those worries of me come true in season 6, or later in season 7.

There's no way the ml writters won't make Lila, Cerise, Iris or wathever her true name is, make use of what she may have potentially learn from Sabine, or make use of the fact that Sabine was was fond of the girl named Lila Rossi, to find others ways to further hurt Marinette.

[peachshadows]

We need to see a lot of thing in SV rip off :

The difference of power between Macaque and Wukong when Liu’er transmigrates. Like, Mac is the favorite disciple while Wukong is supposed to be weak but how big is gap between them ?

The other disciples’ reaction to Liu’er treating Wukong right and supporting him, cause he wasn’t acting like that before, so why the change?

Liu’er being like :  « I know this one is gonna kill me in the futur and I gotta make sure it doesn’t happen real fast for my own sanity, but- look at this, this is the non-darkened protagonist, a little cinnamon roll, gotta protect this CiNnAmOn RoLl At AlL cOsT-

Liu’er training Wukong and pointing some things out so he can progress faster.

Liu’er boosting Wukong’s confidence, because that ain’t just going to do, it ended up dropping so low that it made a hole in the ground and the end can’t even be seen.

Liu’er litterally saying to Wukong that Macaque should have treated him better, and it ticked it off for the longest time so he was gonna do it now. Wukong then starts to be more confortable around this new Macaque.

General Liu checking on Macaque and Wukong and being weirded out by Macaque’s change of heart.

General Liu hiding behind a tree and observing Wukong and Liu’er because he’s gonna find out what happened. Wukong would like to know why General Liu is hiding being the tree in front of him and looking at him and Macaque like that.

Liu’er to Peng when he ask ‘bout his new behaviour : « … So, did you like my acting skill as villain? »

Peng being a little shit.

Peng ending up bullying Liu’er cause, what the hell, I can’t let you go to this guy, I’m gonna pull you twintails

General Liu being frustrated that Wukong is indirectly endangering Macaque.

Liu’er sucking at knowing when people are romantically interrested in him. Ironically he knows Peng is into him.

Wukong rubbing to Peng’s face that Mac choose to be him and not Peng. The girls are fighting. Rin Rin get to watch drama with pop corn.

The system commenting EVERYTHING that Liu’er does. Liu’er wonders if the author of the OG work was as fed up with him as he is with the system. Parts of him think it’s karma, the rest know he’s not regretting.

The system rubbing to Liu’er that it knows that the OG work sucks, and that Liu’er should really put some better work into this, cause it ain’t gonna make that effort.

General Liu having wrongly figured out why Macaque changed. Since he can’t get the position of king, he’s setting for the second best, the position of queen ! General Liu is panicking there.

Liu’er lending his scarf to Wukong. Did Wukong sniffed the whole thing until Liu’er’s smell wasn’t on it anymore before giving it back? Who knows, Rin Rin surely does.

(Is that why he’s horrified that Not Mayor ends up having it? Who knows, Rin Rin surely does)

Rin Rin being the one to discover Liu’er acting/dancing/singing’s hobby. Does she ends up mentionning it to Wukong so he can go to Liu’er to ask him to teach him to dance? Who knows, Rin Rin surely does.

Liu’er showing some idol dancing. Wukong mostly found it weird, cool but weird. Liu’er saying he got the best for the end and conclude by doing dirty dancing. Wukong will assure you he looked very respectefully.

Go on, take what you want.

-Water

WATER ANON U ARE A LIFE SAVER FR THANK YOU FOR THESE

[izayoichan]

2, 4, 7, 17, 30, and all creator questions for my boi :)

For the boi!

2. How easy is it for your character to laugh? Very easy, he is the type that can laugh about almost anything, even when they hit their toe against something sharp, they just can't help but laugh, even though it fucking hurts. He also has a very contagous laugh, the type that if he starts and really gets the chuckles, no one in a room could either not smile, or start laughing too.

4. How easy is it to earn their trust? He is far from the worst with it, although I think he is good at giving people some trust to begin with, and then let them prove to him that they are worth more trust that just that little bit in the beginning. So you have to work a bit to get into that proper inner circle of trust. Outwardly that makes him seem really trustful to most.

7. What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling? There are two things that are equal for him nostaliga wise. (this is a bit of a spoiler, but ah well) watching pairs skate is something that triggers nostalgia for him. After him and Ye-Min's accident he never got a new partner to skate with, but went solo. He doesn't mind that feeling, but it is bittersweet for him. It's hard to wonder what if. The other thing is helping out at the shelter. It brings back all the memories he had a child, and he loves the feeling it gives. It's simply comforting. So yes, he brings his daughter along, to hopefully give her the same feelings as he has when there.

17. Are they easily embarrassed? Suprisingly yes. He has learned how to hide it well due to his job, but yeah, he is quite easily embarrased. He doesn't blush easily, but a tell tell sign is shuffeling of feet and twiddeling his fingers when he gets embarrased.

30. Who do they most regret meeting? Hmh... I don't know if he regrets meeting anyone, he has been lucky that way. The only thing that comes to mind, is some of the kids that were bullies when he were younger, saying that his love for figure skating wasn't good. And then for me: A: Why are you excited about this character? Because he is so different from the normal character I make. I tend to make the happy couples and all that, and Rylan simply deviates from that norm, and I adore him for that. B: What inspired you to create them? He kinda did himself, I do play the kids a little, I made him a teen, and no matter who flirted with him, no one was interrested. So first I was thinking a bachelor, to find that spark, but after talking about it with @mahvaladara i realized I didn't feel that was right. He shouldn't have to fall in love with anyone if he so clearly did not want to. C: Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story? Yes, because my brain followed my standard they shall find someone and live happily ever after in the end, but they wanted differently. D: Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look? They aged up pretty much the way they looked now, I had to add the horns, scales hair and eyes, but other than that he is basically just how he grew up. E: Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you? Yeah, I think we would get along, We share a few traits, and some ways of thinking.

F: What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)? A half a year ago: Frustration, because i did not know what to do with them, none of the original idea felt right. Now, exitment and pride in who I feel they chose to be.

G: What trait of theirs bothers you the most? He is a athletic one.. so he always wants to exercise, mostly skate tbh, but its every single time I try and do something, like poses, he breaks out and does pushups, goes to skate and so on.

H: What trait do you admire most? His devotion to his family, specially his daughter and her mother. Even though they are not together, he cares deeply for both of them, and his family in general. He is very very family oriented.

I: Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe? I don't mind him going a bit in the fantasy direction on occasion, or an AU if it comes to mind. As long as his little one can come with, I'm happy with whatever my silly mind can come up with.

J: Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character? Luckily not. He had no big canon other than being part of the story I have.

thank you for asking!

[esosage]

Okay im going to go on a little rant here, so forgive me if this is messy, but i NEED robotnik to be in the third sonic movie and let me explain why.

(Also slight spoilers for SA2 i guess.)

Anyways, i mainly want him in there for the sheer amount of character developmwnt that robotnik gets in SA2. Like up untill now, robotnik hasnt really had any personal stakes in the fights other than his pride and ego. But SA2 changes all of that, as its the introduction of not only his grandfather, his cousin (aka maria), but also shadow who is technically his uncle but more on that later.

Its bassically an introduction to robotniks family, which is immensly important to robotnik as a character because hes an orphan. Which brings into question how hed react to this. Robotnik, who ussually shuns any form or humanity or family, now learns that he actually has one. A family. People related to him by blood. But their dead. And the ironic part is THEY WERE KILLED BY THE GOVERNMENT HE WORKED FOR! The last remaining family members he had, were killed by the very same people he spent YEARS of his life working for. Now would he feel about that?

Robbed maybe. Angry. Sad. Or maybe hed try to ignore it in an attempt to not have to confront the human parts of himself. Because family is a sore spot for robotnik as he is an orphan, and often times we see his most emotional reactions being when hes talking about his family. But robotnik hates emotions, viewing them as horribly human, so when hes met with this side of this family, that he could have known and talked to and bonded with. Something he had longer for, for years as a child, taken away and killed by the people he worked for, that has got to cause some reaction. And how he deals with that emotion would be immensly interesting to watch, as hes bassically forced to confront this very human side of himself that hes never really had to deal with before. Or at least for a long time.

I honestly think robotnik would be a rollercoaster of emotions, angry and sad at the loss, yet trying to ignore and supress that greif in turn for keeping himself in his own eyes as perfect. Infalluable. Because admiting he cares about this, is admitting some part of him is human, and some part of him can be hurt and i think that would terrify him. So hed avoid it, obviously.

But then there comes the best part, shadow. Shadow is one of robotniks last LIVING family members, as hes technically robotniks uncle. (Because hes gerald robotniks son, so that would make him robotniks uncle.) And i find it intteresting how robotnik would view shadow. Does he know how realated shadow is to his family from the start, or does he learn as the movie goes on?

Lets say he learns as he goes on because i find that the most interresting. I think at first robotnik would see shadow as nothing but a mere weapon to be ussed against his enemys. After all, thats kinda what shadow was made for (kinda). But as the story goes on and as robotnik learns more about him, perceptions might change as he realizes just how connected shadow is to him. As shadow is his last surviving family member, to the family he once pressumed as dead. Meaning shadow is the only link he has left to his family. The last surviving connection he has to his relatives.

And how would he react to that? Would he ask questions, wanting to at least feel connected to the family that was robbed from him. Want to know more about the family he never met. Or would he shun shadow? Seeing him as sort of a physicall manifistation of his humanity, as shadows very existance forces him to confront things hes never had to, nor wanted to confront before. Shadows bassically the shadow of robotniks past, of his family, and when the doctor is faced with so much emotion and possible greif about his family whenever he looks at shadow. Would he push him away in an attempt to avoid those emotions? And to him, to cut out the last peice of humanity he has left, because robotnik sees the emotions he has and is forced to face about his dead family as painfully human, as vulnerable. And he hates that. And in attempt to cut that out of himself, hed try to cut shadow out, to push them away so he doesnt have to deal with that confrentation of his past. And it really gives them an interesting dynamic.

Like would robotnik try to push shadow away but eventually cave and begin to try and bond and discover more about this peice of his past he didnt know about? And if so, what would cause him to cave and try to bond with that?

Well maybe its his grandfather. Because in the games, robotnik is shown to have a major admiration for his grandfather. Like he is the only person robotnik probobly, genuinly, praises ever to the point where he strives to be like him. And what would happen if that part of robotniks character transfered over to the movie version of robotnik? Would he admire his grandfather at first, secretly liking the connection he feels to his long gone family member (despite him never admitting it) because of how just similar they are? Would he praise him just as much as his game counterpart? Would he be the one part of robotniks history that he likes? Would he be the one part in robotniks past/family that robotnik views as good. Kind of like a beacon of light in the rest of robotniks mucky past. Something to strive twards, to emminate. Would he cling on to the image of his grandfather, because he views him as such? And how much would the fact that shadow is his grandfathers creation effect their how robotnik views shadow and treats him? How does robotnik feel about gerald as a whole?

And would his admiration for gerald be influenced by the other stuff going on, outside of his emotion termoil. Because robotniks ego is also on the line in the third movie.

Because at that point robotnik has already lost to sonic twice. And as a narccisist who prides himself on being perfect, how could he take that? Maybe he denies being defeated by sonic, saying it was really a draw since he almost killed sonic in the second movie. Or maybe hed be absolutely vistiouse. Maybe hed go a bit crazy. Throwing everything he can at the headgehog in a despret attempt to salvage what little bits he has of his ego left. In an attempt to feel superior again, to feel in control. Maybe he does both? Like he viehemently denies sonics win, but deep down, in his heart of hearts, he knows sonic won and he just cant take that. Because sonic winning means that hes better tham him, and if someone is better than him that means hes not perfect. And robotnik had bassically built himself up on being perfect so thats like a slap to the face to him, twice.

Which this combined with the family issues might cause him to go on a downwards spiral. Viehently denying and bottling up his emotions as he despretly tries to find a way to salvage his ego. To convince himself that hes not a failure, or what he views as a failure. Trapping himself in a web of lies just to keep his mental health a float, which shadow breaks sometimes as he forces robotnik to conftront all the emotions he has about his family that hes activly avoiding.

Which i think leads to two things.

The first being him pushing shadow away in order to avoid his feelings and the second one clinging to his grandfathers image out of desperation.

I mean robotniks at rock bottom right now wether he admits it or not, and his grandfather might be the last beacon of hope he has to reclaiming who he was. Maybe he views his grandpa as the end goal, that when he is exactly like his grandfather he'll be fine. That when he becomes like him, maybe things will go back to normal. Maybe he could feel like himself again, rather than the failure he innevitiabbly feels like.

Maybe its that despret idolazation that causes him to follow his grandfathers plan to use the eclipse cannon. Beliving that it was a gift from his grandfather to him, to help him reclaim his rightfull place. The eclipse cannon, and his plan to use it, giving him one last shred of hope that he can still win. That he isnt failing, and he isnt a failure... only for the broadcast of his grandfather, the man he adored and idolized, the one part of robotniks family that he didnt scorn or push away, to play out as his grandfather reveals that he intends to destroy the entire planet. And robotnik is helpess as he watches. Destroyed as he watches all the blind trust he put into his grandfather, that he probobly put into anyone ever, completly shatter.

And honestly, i think this might be the catalist that causes robotnik to explode. That causes all of the trapped that he had been bottñing up for years, probobly decades even, to just burst out. With him forced to be vulnerable, forced to confront the feelings that hed been running from for so long, at the most innconvinient time possible.

And even worse, he might be forced to cry infront of sonic, infront of his enemies, and maybe infront of everyone. Which is the worst part to robotnik. For the man who has refused any sort of human connection for years, is suddenly forced to be very vulnerable and very emotion, possibly in front of his greatest enemy no less. That had got to be terrifying to robotnik. Having a full mental breakdown after so long of covering up his emotions as an attempt to seem perefect, under the eyes of everyone around him. Its bassically robotniks worst nightmare come true.

And if somehow he manages to pick the peices of himself back up to help stop his own gradfather, hes going to have to work with sonic. Which is basically salt into his already gapping wound. Forced to bear the most vulnerable parts of him on display to sonic and then forced to work with him. The one, which he views, as the catalist of his downward spiral.

And then shadow dies. Well maybe he lives in the end of the third movie, (it hasnt come out yet by the time im righting this in november) but if wwre going off of the SA2 story line, then shadow dies. And robotnik is forced to watch. Watch as the only family member he ever put his blind trust, and possibly love, into betray him to destroy the world.. and forced to watch as the last remaining connection, the only person who could tell him what they were like, their habbits, who they even were, dies. Dies saving the world that shunned robotnik for so long, that left him out to dry. And robotnik is cant to anything but watch. Hes helpless.

Left to pick up the peices of himself as he grapples with the greif of his idol betraying him, and his last surviving family member finnally being put six feet deep. Thankfully he has stone there to help him through it.

I could probobly write more about this, as i have alot of thoughts. The main two being robotniks morality, and his relationship to shadow and how it could develop throughout the story. As there is alot more things i wannted to get into about them, especially about how hed feel at his grandfather trying to ending the world, and the parrallels between him and shadow. But this is long enough so ill leave it here.

Sorry for any grammer mistakes btw as this was really more of a rant than anything else.

[time-travelling-chaos]

I spend a lot of time creating stories in my head, where I include some of my favorite characters but sometimes I wonder what would happen if I actually got to meet them in real life. And the chance that we would not interact at all, or that they wouldn't like me. Because in my stories there are always some kind of circumstances that lead us to interact, but if they were simply sitting at a table with me and other people for example I don't know how it would go. I'm struggling a lot to interact and to speak with people so I probably wouldn't be able to find any way to say something to them, or to find something to reply at them if they were to initiate the conversation.

For example, if I take the Doctor, they are often pictured sponteneously interacting with more extraverted people, that reply quickly, react quickly to new situations and are able to express themselves. So, if I was sitting at a table with them, and another group of people, I'd probably wouldn't be the one interacting with them. And it makes me kinda sad to think about this.

Also because in real life, I've met some interresting people, with whom I haven't been able exchange more than a few words, despite wanting to start an actual conversation with them.

To be fair, if I take Aziraphale as another example, we might have a better chance of getting along, staying somewhere away from people with books, but one of us would have to start the interaction which is not given either.

[sayuricorner]

ROTTMNT x Monkie Kid crossover prompt idea: Teenage Mutant Ninja Monkey - EXTRA 2 - Snippets dialogues

Warning: English is not my first language so sorry if it’s confusing.

Here’s a bunch of snippets for my  ROTTMNT x Monkie Kid  prompt! ^^

The first one is a rewrite of a dialogue from the first ROTTMNT episode while others are 100% made by your truly! ^^

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From the episode “Mystic Mayhem”

Raphael: "We just defeated a boss villain! We're heroes! We deserve a name like "Mad Dogs"!"

(The turtles, Sandro, April, and Mayhem look to the side in dramatic poses as the name "Mad Dogs" flashes across the screen and a dramatic music sting plays.)

Leonardo: "Mad Dogs? You don't think something like "Ninja Mutant Turtle Teens" or - I don't know. Maybe -”

Sandro: “Hum-hum!”(Sandro interrupt Leo with a fake cough and stared at his brother with a deadpan expression while his tail is pointing at April and Mayhem.)

Leonardo: “Riiiiigggghhhhttt... We'll keep brainstorming."

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Distraction:

Raphael: “Okay guys! We had to infiltrate this building without getting caugh! All we need is a distraction!”

Sandro: “Oh! Me! Me!Me!Me!Me! Pick me Raph please! Please!Pleeaaasssseeee!”

Raphael: “Okay! Okay! But please try to be subtle Sandie! We can’t create too much of a commotion!”

(Spongebob voice off)

*A few minutes later*

(Poeple are screaming in confusion as they fall through shadow holes and are thrown out of the building, from inside the vents the Mad dogs are looking at the scene with wide eyes.)

Raphael(whisper loudly at Sandro): “You call that ‘subtle”?!”

Sandro: “Well, the panic “subtly” keep those people from noticing us!”

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Debate:

Leonardo: “Come on Sandie, you know I’m right!”

Sandro: “Uh, na-ha! Absolutly not!”

Leonardo: “Yes, you do!”

Sandro: “There’s no way that hawaiian pizza is the best pizza existing!”

Leonardo: “How?! You love pinapples! You love pizzas! I’ts the best of both worlds how can’t you like it?”

Sandro: “Just because I like both doesn’t mean I like them mixed together! I mean pinapple with margarita sauce and cheese? blerg!”

Donatello: “Sorry to interrupt this "interresting discussion" but we're litteraly in the middle of a fight so can you PLEASE report this debate to later?”

(In the background a giant plant monster is rampaging around, it holding in its tentacules Raphael and Mikey who are screaming for their lives)

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"Negociator"

Leonardo : “Don't worry hermanos! I'll do the talk with Big Mamma, I'm the face man after all!”

Raphael : “Yeeeaaaahh... Maybe take Sandro with you for the talk? You know just to be sure!”

Michelangelo : “Yeah dude! Sandie is like a master manipulator! He could help to avoid any trick!”

Sandro(Fake shocked gasp): “A manipulator? Me? Honestly, this is very exagerated!(smirk) I prefer the word "negociator".

Donatello: “Like the time you "negociate" with this pizzaiolo to give us free pizzas by telling him that the foot clan ninjas we were fighting in his pizzaria were send by a rival pizzaiolo who wanted to sabotage him?”

Sandro: “Hey! It was a thank you gift, it would have be rude to refuse! And I didn't see you complain about the free pizzas!”

Donatello : “... Touché! “

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"Cowabunga"

Donatello(looking through his binocular) : “So, looks like Hypno had decided to crash this Magic show and is now making a mess!”

Raphael : “Well if he want messy he's gonna get it! Okay, here's how we're gonna do this-”

Leonardo : “Uh, Raph? Mikey and Sandie already beat you to it!”

Michelangelo and Sandro(Jumping from the bulding roof while telling excited): “COWABUNGA !!!”

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"YOU!"

Sun Wukong and Macaque (When seeing Draxum): “YOU!!!”

Draxum (Deadpan): “And here we go... (Get tackled by the two angry monkies) Gha!”

Sun Wukong (Furious): “Give us ONE good reason why we shouldn’t pound your head in the ground repeatetly?”

Draxum (Speak with difficulty): “Well, maybe I could think of something if I hadn’t two staffs pressed against my throat!”

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Taunt

(Raph, Leo, Mikey and Sandro look deadpanned and confused at Donnie and Red Son showing off their tech to each other, beackering and wierdly taunting each other) 

Mikey: “Am I the only the only one who is wondering is they’re taunting each other or flirting?”

Sandro: “I... Don’t know...”

Leonardo: “Is there really a difference?”

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Better than me (warning: angst and sad fluff, rottmnt movie spoilers)

(Sandro is sitting on a cliff on Flowers Fruits Mountain, looking sadly at the horizon, Sun Wukong appeared from behind him and sit by his side)

Sun Wukong: “Heyyyyyyy... There you are bud! I knew I would find you there!”

Sandro: “...”

Sun Wukong: “You know, you ran off rather spontaneously! Your family and the others were worried!”

Sandro: “...”

Sun Wukong (Sigh): “If this is about today’s training, honestly you shouldn’t think too much about it! You were-”

Sandro: “I was bad at this!”

Sun Wukong: “Hey! Don’t be like that! Sure you still had a lot to learn, but I wouldn’t say you were bad!”

Sandro: “But I was! During the whole session I made a fool  of myself and I didn’t made any progress!”

Sun Wukon: “Come on bud! It’s okay! It’s just the begening, you will end up progressing!”

Sandro (frustrated): “You don’t understand! In my family I’m the Sneaky Guy! I’m the one who’s supposed to be on the look out for possible ennemies, traps and dangers! I’m supposed to see things coming and anticipate any threat and to be fast and strong enough to face them to help my family to protect themself, to protect them! But too many times I’m taken short and end up need to be saved! Even when the Kraangs attacked, I got caugh and used as a living batery before I could warn the others and I was the one who needed to be saved! All this because I wasn’t fast and strong enough! And I’m supposed to be the clone of two of the most powerful monkies existing and I’m not even able to control my powers! I even get stuck in my own shadows! If I can’t do any of that! If I can’t even help to protect the ones I love... What am I? What good am I for? I’m... (sigh and curled himself) I’m really a disappointment!”

Sun Wukong: “Kid... Don’t say that about yourself! I know it can be frustrating but that doesn’t mean you’ll not manage to control your habilities! You’re young and still had a lot to learn! MK also had difficulties when he forst became my successor! Heck when I was your age I was still learning! Sure, I was a first learner but that doesn’t mean you must be one too! Everyone had their own pace and you just need to go at your own! So don’t beat yourself about it! You’re not a disappointment, no one think this of you! Not me, not Macaque not MK and the others and certainly not your family! And you know what? There’s even one thing you are WAY better at than me! A very important one!”

Sandro (Confused): “How could I be better than you in something?”

Sun Wukong (Smile sadly): “... You keep your ties with your loved ones strong!”

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[writingforatwistedworld]

Unusual question, what if your favorite brother Grim story?

Mine is the bird who stole the worm eyes

Do you mean that one story about a nightingale and a blindworm who live happily together but only have one eye each? To attend a wedding the bird took the worms eye if I remember correctly…

But my favorite story?

To be honest, I can’t tell. Their stories were a constant presence in my childhood so I would say that most of them (there were probably some I was not interested in) are liked by me. But if I had to choose one it would probably be Rapunzel or the golden goose. I remember always asking to have one of the two read to me until my parents had to convince me that the other stories were also good. Don’t know why little me liked stories about gouged out eyes and people being forced to follow you. Meh, was most likely interrested in the high tower and the golden animal.

[islandofthemisfittoy]

This sort of just turned into a ramble/rant, but I'm gonna post it anyway because atleast then I can finally feel like I've told someone, and they actually care so... 🤷

Growing up there was a period where I thought characters in books couldn't be black. Not because I tought there was something wrong with black characters in books, there just were none in the books i read, so I didn't think it was something that happened.

Now, if I'm being perfectly honest, I did, and still do, have a tendancy to forget character descriptions, or make my own image of the characters that just overpower whatever descriotion is given, so some of this might be my own fault. But (almost) everyone around me were white, the overwhelming majority of the characters in the books I red were white, and the ones who weren't described as any specific race were always asumed to be white, so as a kid I assumed that unless it was made abundantly clear that a character was, indeed, not white, they had to be white.

I think this might be why I loved, and still do love, movies and tv shows so much, because there is nodoubt wether or not a character is black. And even tough I didn't have many movies or shows growing up, I loved the ones I did have with a passion.

Kids would talk about who the best princess was based on their stories and love interrests, and I woul have already chosen Tiana, because she looked like me. I would love wactching Jessie and Shake It Up, because there was one character in each of those shows that looked like me. When I discovered Fresh Prince Of Belair it felt like I discovered a whole new world.

I honestly know what the point is, or if there even is any. I don't know if this makes sense, and maybe I said something stupid and now seem like an idiot, but it's just something I've been thinking about for a while, and I don't feel like I can share this with anyone I know because I feel like they'll think I'm stupid, or make fun of me. And they definitely won't understand.

Idk. People say kids don't see race, and I guess that was true for me to, in the sense that I didn't care what race people were. I wouldn't like someone less because of their race. But I would like them more, maybe not real people, but a character that looked like me would always make me want to watch a tv show or see a movie, because not judging someone based on their race and know that I'm different than most people around me aren't the same, and when when someone made me feel a little less different, a little more the same, that ment the world to me... and it still does.

Ok, I have oficially no clue what I'm talking about anymore, and at this point I'm just rambling, so i'm gonna stop now. I just watched Into the Spiederverse and yeah... IDK.

[hertzdo]

Wait, why am I even writting this

Finally guetting to watch the Hollow Crown (just after watching Archipelago from 2010, just putting the info right here) and I don’t understand, I think, a half of what is going on ‘because it’s old english drama Shakespeare and it’s NOT my mother tongue so I haven’t what, had english litteratury classes?, so nevermind (I wish I had, somehow, maybe ? The thing is, I’ve actually started reading an old Penguin Book I bought one day at an air-open second hand bookstore on my way back from work, and it’s English poetry, OLD English poetry, and it’s fun to read, even though I don’t understand half of what I’m reading, but it’s okay, it’s fun ‘cause you can learn while reading : it’s poetry (verse) so it rhymes, (yay, that’s, okay nevermind)

 AND THERE IS NO SUBTITLE 

So i’m just like watching something I half understand with my favorite actor* in it; trowing faces and expression and voices (sometimes it’s like he was singing or doing slam poetry/music) it’s fun, (he’s not the only one, but I bet it’s the art’s genre), it’s a play, it’s pleasant to the ear, it’s comedy, trajedy, classical, history) (bravo my dear, you can connect your 2 neurons from time to time) 

Just to clarify, usually I don’t specially need subtitles, but it’s easier for me to understand, but when I really really pay attention, with a good sound etc, for example with interviews I think I can get about 80% of the info I’m watching/hearing without subtitles. 

BUT HERE, HECK,

just don’t know what the fuck is going on mate (50%), and just seeing his face doing things, (and his voice of course), it’s just pleasant to watch (or not), like you don’t have to fully understand wtf is going on to appreciate what you are watching.

And I think it’s beautiful, to be able to, at the same way, communicate with your audience with emotions and not necessarly words ( that’s what we are searching here, with the sounds, the voices, the visuals, emotions, DRAMA, with a capital D, everything here is complementary I think I could pause at every scene and get something to describe like a painting or a figure de style from a writting, and so go on, that’s why I love art in its every forms)) did I just talked about cinema here ?

And also to be able to connect people, at some point, through space and time, to feel things through a media, without even knowing them.

*cough* 

sorry, got carried away

And so, I had to share this ‘cause, I don’t know, I don’t understand half of the words used in the show, but the facial expressions of Tom Hiddleston in this, (of Tom Hiddleston in general you are going to tell me), I mean, they do help a lot, to understand the fuck is going on. That’s one of the reasons why I consider him to be a good (or even, very good) actor. 

Because I’m pretty sure I’m gonna find these f^cking subtitles and even then translations because, YEAH, i’m french, not british, and no, i didn’t pay to watch the show, but I am poor (I’ve lost my job, I can barely afford a roof above the head, I’m burned out by multifactorial problems) and I do believe art should not be reserved to those who can affort it, so yeah sue me, (and I’m making art so bnlnlnlnl if I could pay I would)

again, I digress,

I’m gonna get these subtitles and I will get the details and the rest of the info, like a puzzle, and I will learn culture, maye history, words, language, and I think it’s one of the best ways to learn something, and to get to understand some ways of thinking. In the world. Even today. Even later. This is classical shit, I did some literature in French, a few boring shit actually, but some of them did hit me, in the gut. I also did Latin, a bit, very little lol, my teacher was the best for it. 

And I think it’s interresting to get to know why a person is so important in the eyes of others. I think it’s interresting to get to or at least to try to understand, what it is to be from somewhere else. I think it’s important to try and connect the dots between things. 

And in the end I don’t even know why I’m saying all this, because it must be obvious, or just lame or I don’t know, this is not my field, I’m not doing art for a living, I’m an aborted scientist, with emotional outbursts and utopian political ideas, (or radical, I never know, it’s always changing, they never tell you the same thing twice)

I think I’m doing philosophy at some point, at each appointement, with my psychiatrist. And talking about politics, and Douglas Adams.

But I am glad to be able to enjoy, today, these kind of things, I am glad to be more interested in English litterature thanks to this man (and many other human beings) I am glad to be more interested in litterature in generals, I’m sure we can use these kind of materials to make english classes for example, go, take a ticket, go to the theater with  your class, make some young souls sensible to art, make them sensible to their emotions. That’s how you make humans, that’s how you forge humanity. (wow, that’s some strong words, even for me)

And now bring your friends, and make them discover your passions, because this is what makes us alive. 

* I am watching his filmography because I’m hyperfocusing because I’ve ADHD, don’t mind me

Anyway, thank you for reading, I hope I didn’t boooore you with my thoughts, sorry for this shitload of spelling and grammar errors, I am currently writting other articles, I hope one day I will finish what I’m starting, may the force be with you, take care