#(it's why i always love being in for plotting for the long haul. s/o to my friends i've been plotting with for literal years)
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i'm 100% that person who has a mental list of hcs regarding how all of my muses would or do get along with each other ( especially muses within the same fandom or who have crossovers ) and will always be up for throwing more than one into a thread if the situation demands it or just plotting big interconnected things that don't just involve a back and forth between two characters
#* / be yourself. everyone else is taken ( ooc. )#also for those who follow me on jack i know exactly how he'd get along with at least 80% of my roster lmao#one day i'll make that extremely niche post on his blog#but threads with multiple muses ? are always a yes#i haven't talked about my proclivity for insane plotting google docs in a while#and my philosophy is always to start small and then build up from there#(it's why i always love being in for plotting for the long haul. s/o to my friends i've been plotting with for literal years)#but getting to build up to the point where we have multiple muses interconnect and it feels like a living breathing /world/#is my favourite thing in the world
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Sleep (A3! Tsuzuru x Reader)
anon:Ā AHH! A blog that writes for a3! š can I request a Tsuzuru scenario of him saying "i love you" to his s/o for the first time
I think I ended up straying from the plot completely and barely tied it together at the end, but oh well. I hope you enjoy the story! Also, please send in more A3! asks because I only have 1 left.
Title: Sleep
Fandom:Ā A3!
Word Count: 895
Pairing: Tsuzuru Minagi x Reader
The clock read ā3:02 AMā as Tsuzuru stared at his dim computer screen. Heād been staring at the screen for the past hour with a blank mind. He looked to the digital clock on the right-hand corner of his laptop in panic, not quite sure what to do. Terrific ideas were swirling in his head and with a little more time and brain juice, he knew he could use the blobs of words stuck in his brain to create a killer script.
Unfortunately, neither time nor energy was on his side. Tsuzuru only had five hours until his 8 AM lecture and his brain was moving at a historically slow speed. He told himself that he wouldāve finished it earlier in the week, but he had to work extra hours for all his jobs. The director was not going to be happy with his tardiness. His eyes begin to burn and he suddenly felt the weight of his incomplete script pushing his eyelids down. It was a sign that he needed a fifth cup of coffee. Although he knew the caffeine wouldnāt help, he stood up from his wooden chair and dragged himself to the kitchen.
Ā It was a small, rectangular room painted an orange color that reminded him of rusted iron. He opened the third cabinet and grabbed the box of ground coffee beans, their smell churning his stomach. For a minute, he stared at the container in his hands. Why was he here again? Wasnāt he supposed to be working on something? What was he stressing about? What day is it? His eyes wandered around the kitchen until he spotted the coffeemaker. Right, Iām here to make coffee so I can finish the script and move on to more important things such as not failing in life, not being a disgrace to my family, and finally go to sleep.Ā
With his eyes half-closed, he made a swampy concoction that was supposed to be coffee but looked more like the gravy of curry that had been left in the open for too long. He wasnāt sure if he forgot to put creamer or didnāt mix it. As he extended his foot to move forward to find his creamer, his legs wobbled. Before he knew it, he was laying in front of the coffee machine, on the kitchen floor, half-asleep.
āTsuzuru! Are you alright?ā A voice came rushing from his left. He peeled his eyes open to see his worried lover standing over him.
āItās no big deal,ā He waved his arm at her with a tired smile. āJust lost my footing, thatās all.ā
āReally? Then why are you sleeping on the kitchen floor?ā They slung Tzusuruās arm over their shoulder and looked over at the coffee mug. āPlease donāt tell me you were about to drink that.ā
āI really need to finish that script.āĀ
āSleeping on the floor wonāt help you.ā
āCan you at least make me a nice cup of coffee?ā
His significant other sighed as they plugged the coffee maker into the outlet. The soft hum of churning coffee beans filled the room, causing him to fall asleep.
His nap was interrupted by the friction of his feet dragging against the wooden floor. He found himself being hauled by his lover to his room, who was lecturing him about taking care of himself. It unfair that the screenwriter always took on piles of responsibility to help others, yet there was no one to help him. He needed to prioritize his health first, and then do his duties towards the Mankai Company. If the director needed a script so badly, she shouldāve hired a professional screenwriter whose characters would magically write the stories themselves.
Hearing that last bit caused Tsuzuru to jerk up. āWait, what did you say?ā
āI said, the director should get a screenwriter whose damn characters write the story themselves instead of bothering you,ā They huffed.
A light bulb lit up in his head. The next play would be about an author whose characters came to life and altered the original story. He told his lover to wait and rushed back to the main room with his computer in his hands. The two plopped on the sofa and began bouncing ideas off each other until Tsuzuru felt satisfied with the plot of the script.Ā
āThank you so much for helping me with the script!ā The writer clapped his hands together.
They chuckled. āNo problem. Letās just hope I can wake up tomorrow without feeling like a zombie.ā
He gave a sheepish grin. āAh, Iām sorry about that. But why were you up in the first place?ā
āI couldnāt sleep, so I thought a glass of warm milk would help.ā
āWhy didnāt you tell me? I couldāve helped you.ā
āTsuzuru, did you not hear a single word that I said earlier?ā
He placed his hand on their cheek. āI know you want me to take care of myself, but if I canāt leave you alone. Even if itās something small, Iām willing to help you.āĀ
They rested their head on his shoulder, with Tsuzuru wrapping one arm around their waist and another on their head. He stroked their waist as his loverās eyes grew heavy. Their vision began to blur.Ā
But before they drifted completely asleep, Tsuzuru heard them mutter something.
He whispered in their ear. āI love you too.ā
#a3!#a3#act! addict! actors!#a3! tsuzuru#tsuzuru minagi#a3! act! addict! actors!#a3 tsuzuru#mankai a3!#a3! fic
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š š šš¦ (Felts) š”š š¼ (Mark) š« š¢ (Panchito)Ā - ā© { @amanymusingsāāĀ } ā©
ā© { Memeā } ā©
š How do they say āI love youā without really saying it?
Felton is surprisingly affectionate, as long as the other person doesnāt draw attention to this fact. Then he is legally obligated to act like a liāl shit to restore balance. XD He enjoys resting against his partner, moving their hand and placing it atop of his headfeathers, lying his hand on theirs, etc... Silent displays of affection that happens when they are completely at ease around each other. He also enjoys cooking for his s/o, but one of the BIGGEST ways that he shows his love is when he accepts food from them. Because being well-versed in different methods of eliminating others this way, he literally NEVER eats anything that he hasnāt prepared himself... unless a trusted s/o made it.Ā
š Have they ever said āI love youā without meaning it?
NO. I love you is not something that is even really said, let alone felt, in the Negaverse. Even if he does feel it, it takes a whole heck of a lot for Felton to admit it. So, heād never say damning words like that unless he was completely, one-hundred percent in love.Ā
š At what point would they move in with a partner?
Felton would have to really trust his partner in order to move in with them because home is a place that is supposed to be secure. Or at least, where he doesnāt have to keep his guard up completely. It is far too easy to be killed in your sleep, or have your food poisoned, or find a knife in your back the moment you turn it... After heās accepted established that he loves someone, theyāveĀ admitted it to each other, he feels SAFE around them: heās eaten their food, cuddled with rested on them, slept around them... Then heād consider moving in.Ā
š¦ When did they lose their virginity?
Unlike Fentonā who lost his virginity to his ex in college āFelton lost his BEFORE meeting his shitĀ āexā. Although, it wasnāt too many years earlier. He was around eighteen at the time, having been dragged into yet another squirmish by one of the local assholes who enjoyed messing with the small duck. When the fight turned... heated, in another sense. At first, Felton was flustered adamant about sticking to kicking ass rather than giving up his. But after some more rough touches and partially-true taunts that bruised his ego and ignited his temper, he was pressured convinced into a quickie in the alley they had been scuffling in. It wasnāt the best heās ever had, but it wasnāt the worst experience in the world either... After having done it once, Felton found that it was surprisingly easier to do it the next time.
š” What made them realize their sexuality?
Mark's sexuality sort of... crept up on him. While others quickly could tellā much to his annoyance and denial āHE didnāt ārealizeā he was gay until his first year of high school. He knew that he was never really INTO girls before, but he hadnāt paid much attention to boys either. Aside from āusualā things like- noticing they were attractive (no homo) thinking a guy was really funny (no homo bro) really wanting to makeĀ āfriendsā with another (no homo to the max) etc... Itās when the bullying grew worse that he actually started to question whether these statements held any weight. He always knew that they did, but was forcing himself to ignore it. It isnāt until a conversation with his Abuelita that Mark finally starts accepting who he is... Internally. Externally he remained āin the closetā until his first year of college.
š What advice would they give a potential partner about making their relationship last if they could with no judgment?
Mark would tell them that they are going to need patience... a lot of it. And a sense of humor, and a tolerance for clinginess, and to give him LOTS of attention andā Look, heās a chore. Heās A Lot and not everyoneā most people āare capable of handling or keeping up with him. So, heād tell his partner that if they want to make the relationship last, they are going to have to accept the fact that he is bursting withĀ āpersonalityā and neediness. Because if they canāt handle him at his Worst, then they sure as Hell canāt handle him at his Best.
š¼ Could a partner ever change their mind on children?
Mark never really gave children much thoughtā until creating Boyd, but that was more of a calculated plot and not a desire to have a kid āand doesnāt really think heās cut-out to be a parent for theĀ ālong haulā. His own parents are dead, and were dead to him before that even happened... but he wouldnāt say that he doesnāt know how a parent SHOULD act. But this is because the best authority figure he had was his Abuelita, and he doesnāt feel as if heās capable of following her example. She was just... the Best. How could he ever hope to be half as strong, capable, understanding- Heās emotionally stunted in a lot of ways, and heās aware of this. A kid deserves better. So, he wouldnāt want to subject a child to having to deal with him. Hell, he already has reservations about having a partner do it.Ā
However, if his partner wanted kids (or already had a kid) then he'd suck it up... Granted, if the offer of HAVING one was on the table, itād take some discussion, some time, some arguing, and then heād decide that heās willing to take the chance if it means that much to them. If his partner already has a kid, then heās kinda stuck HAVING to do the parent-thing, and Mark would be nervous as Hell but hey, heād do his best... Thatās all he really can do.Ā
š« Have they ever been hit/struck by a partner?
Panchito HAS been struck by a partner before, but the contextĀ is important. Heās a fan of roughhousing and sparring/wrestling/training with a partner isnāt uncommon. Plus, he can be an intense lover and while he doesnāt participate in things like slapping, being kicked off or shoved or elbowed etc... CAN happen if his s/o is into fighting for dominance too. Whenever he is hit, itās either in the thralls of passion or all in good fun. Thereās never any ill intent behind the blows. There have been times when a partner struck him out of anger or because they thought heād just take it, but Panch is quick to put a stop to THOSE kinds of relationships before they can escalate. Hit him onceā even if the other person apologizes and cries and promises never to do it again āand heās gone for good.
š¢ Have they ever been cheated on by a partner?
No, because honestly... It is very difficult TO cheat on Panchito. XD Heās very open in his relationships and doesnāt limit his partners to only him. They are free to see whoever they please even when in aĀ ārelationshipā with him and are welcome to call it off if they find someone that they want to be fully committed to. If heās going to be roaming around finding love wherever he goes, he sees no reason why his partners shouldnāt do the same.Ā
#ducktales-wco-oo#ā Ė Ė ā§ ā ĖĖĖ ā ŹŹį“į“į“ÉŖÉ“É¢ į“Źį“ ź°į“į“Źį“Ź į“”į“ŹŹ ā Ā¦ ć OOC ć#ā Ė Ė ā§ ā ĖĖĖ ā į“į“į“į“ź± į“É“ ź°ÉŖÉ¢Źį“ÉŖÉ“É¢ ā Ā¦ ć Felton ć#ā Ė Ė ā§ ā ĖĖĖ ā į“”ÉŖÉ“É“ÉŖÉ“É¢ Źį“į“ į“ ŹŹ į“
į“ŹŹÉŖÉ¢Źį“ ā Ā¦ ć Mark ć#ā Ė Ė ā§ ā ĖĖĖ ā į“ Źį“į“į“Ź į“Źį“į“į“Ź ā Ā¦ ć Panchito ć#ā Ė Ė ā§ ā ĖĖĖ ā Źį“į“”ŹÉŖį“į“ ŹÉŖź±į“į“ŹŹ ā Ā¦ ć Headcanon ć#ā Ė Ė ā§ ā ĖĖĖ ā É“į“Źį“į“
Ź į“É“į“į“”ź± ź°į“Ź ź±į“Źį“ ā Ā¦ ć Answer ć#amanymusings
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Harvest Moon AU - Zen Heart Events
Black Heart Event
Time: 12PM-6PM; Any season but Winter
Weather: Sunny
Location: Aurora Lake
[You walk into the bottom section of Aurora Lake, which lies south of the Moonlight Mine. Zen frequently can be found practicing the guitar by the lakeās shores, and you walks in on him doing so. He does not notice you at first, and you watch him practice while musical notes appear above his head.]
Zen: They think Iām crazy. āŖ My heartbeat goes up. ā«
Zen: Words cannot express my love for you! ā«āŖ
Zen: Did you ā ack!
[An exclamation point appears above Zenās head, and he stops playing as he notices you.]
Zen: <MC>, I didnāt see you out there! How long have you been listening?
Zen: ā¦A while, huh? Well, I understand. Itās hard to ignore my alluring presence!
Zen: What brings you this far out of town?Ā
> [Choice 1] āItās beautiful out. I wanted to take a walk.ā
Zen: Ahh, isnāt it, though? The sound of the wind, the song of the birds, the smell of the flowers drifting on the breezeā¦
Zen: Itās enough to make a man feel alive, isnāt it?
Zen: Whenever I visit to the lake, I remember why I moved to Mystic Valley in the first place. The fresh air has a way of making my soul feelā¦ clean.
Zen: I always come out here to practice. Would you like to listen for a while? Iāll play you something a bit more polished.
[You nod and walk over to sit by Zen. Go to [A]
> [Choice 2] āI wanted to see you, my darling Zenny-zenā„ā
(Zen blushes)
Zen: Hahaha, wow! Are you a fan?
Zen: Jeez, Iām so luckyā¦ someone as cute as you was looking for me?
Zen: Well, come on over. Iāll play you something a bit more polished.
[You nod and walk over to sit by Zen. Go to [A]
> [Choice 3] āI was headed to the mine, when I heard you playingā¦ā
Zen: I guess youād have to pass me if you wanted to get there, huh?
Zen: Iām surprised you go in thereā¦ but I guess thereās stuff you need in the dirt. Ores for your tools, minerals to sellā¦
Zen: Itās filled with monsters though, right? I hope youāre careful.
Zen: Iād hate to see someone as cute as you end up in the clinic.
Zen: How about you take a break and listen to me for a while? Iāll play you something a bit more polished.
Zen: Back-breaking labor can wait a few minutes, right?
[A]
[Zen plays another song, musical notes appearing above his head as he strums. When heās finished, he looks to you.]
Zen: Thatās one of the first songs I learned how to play. What do you think?
> [Choice 1] āIt sounded really nice.ā
(Zen +200)
Zen: Thank you! I practice every single day. I have to, if Iām ever going to be a success.
Zen: Well, at leastā¦
[Go to [B]
> [Choice 2] āThatās one of the songs in the musical Dandelion, right?ā
(Zen +500)
Zen: Youāre right! Itās the opening number! Wow, how did you know?
Zen: You must really like musicals.
Zen: Itās always been my dream to be in a production of Dandelion. Orā¦ well, any musical really, haha.
Zen: Singing, acting, being on stage ā itās my dream. And every day, Iām out here practicing until I can make my dream come true.
Zen: Well, at leastā¦
[Go to [B]
> [Choice 3] āThatās not really the kind of music I likeā¦ā
(Zen -200)
Zen: O-oh, ahahaā¦
Zen: Itās from a musical, but I guess that sort of thing isnāt for everyone.
Zen: Theyāre what I love, though. Musicals.
Zen: Thereās just about the singing and the dancing ā I feel like you can really feel the heart and soul that the actors put into the production.
Zen: Well, at leastā¦
[B]
Zen: Thatās what I tell myself when it seems hard to keep going.
Zen: The road to stardom isnāt an easy one, and Iād be lying if I said it never got rough, butā¦
Zen: Itās a small price to pay for your dreams, huh?
Zen: I figure youād understand, given that you took over that old farm-plot and all. It canāt be easy, and it also canāt have been a popular decision among your friends and family.
Zen: I mean, who decides to drop society and run off to become a farmer, anyway?
Zen: --Ah, sorry! Donāt take that the wrong way. I meant it as a compliment.
Zen: My familyā¦ wanted me to be plain. Dull. Boring. To just follow along with the crowd, and to be exactly like everyone else.
Zen: I know what youāre thinking! With a face like mine, how could I be destined for anything but show business?
Zen: ā¦But, to them, what was most important... was being normal.
Zen: So anyone who forges their own path and carves their own destiny like you... well! I think thatās a pretty admirable person.
Zen: Anyway, sorry for keeping you. Iām sure youāre busy.
Zen: Come see me any time, okay? ā„ Iām always happy to have an audience.
[end]
[The rest of the Heart Events are under the read more!]
Purple Heart Event
Time: 12PM-6PM; Any season.
Weather: Sunny
Location: Aurora Lake
[You walk into the scene to find Yoosung standing by the water along with Zen. They seem to be in the middle of a conversation.]
Yoosung: In the beginning, you used to come out with me every weekday after practice! Then, it started being every other weekdayā¦
Yoosung: And now that Rikaās gone? You never help me with the Community Center! If I didnāt know better, Zen, Iād say you didnāt care anymore.
Yoosung: But that canāt be true, right?
Yoosung: Of everyone in this townā¦
Yoosung: Youāre the personā¦ who still dreams the most about the day when everything is finished and you finally have an auditorium to perform in.
Zen: Thatās true, butā¦
Yoosung: But what? But youād rather not get your hands dirty and instead let me do all the work?
Yoosung: Is that it?
Zen: No!
Zen: Yoosung, do I seem like a lazy guy to you? Itās not that at all!
Zen: Itās justā¦
Zen: V alreadyā¦ told us to stop working on it. And he has the deed - without his approval and that damn cat-mayorās permission, we canāt even think about opening the building!
Zen: Yoosung, I want a stage more than I want to keep breathing.
Zen: But we canāt do anything until we convince the two of them! Otherwise ā
Yoosung: I thought you liked breaking the rules!
Yoosung: Liked flouting authority, liked proving that everyone elseās opinions didnāt matter! When did a stupid piece of paper start scaring you?
Yoosung: How are you going to get famous if you donāt have a stage to play on?!
Zen: ā¦
[The two of them finally notice you, and sweat-drops appear before both of their heads.]
Zen: <MC!> God, you really have a habit of walking in on things, huh?
Yoosung: U-uh, hi, <MC!>
Yoosung: Iām sorry, Zen and I were justā¦ talking about the old community centerā¦
Yoosung: You know, that big old ruined building a bit north of the bakery?
Yoosung: Back in the day, Rika, V, Zen and I used to have all of these plans of fixing it up and using it to hold town-wide events like classes, art-shows, and, yāknow, playsā¦
Yoosung: Things that might encourage more people to live here and help the townsfolk connect with each otherā¦
Yoosung: But all progress has stopped, and the woodwork has been left to rot.
> [Choice 1] ļæ½ļæ½Do you want help fixing it?ā
(Zen +500)
[An exclamation point appears over Yoosungās head.]
Yoosung: What, really? Is that a serious offer?
Yoosung: Yes, absolutely! It honestly gets really, really, really depressing working on it all by myself!
Yoosung: ā¦So depressing that I sometimes skip out on it and play video games insteadā¦
Yoosung: Come on! Iāve hauled the tools up there already, and I brought a cooler full of soda, too!
Zen: W-Wait!
[Question marks appear above Yoosung and your head.]
Zen: Er, well, I guess I can take a break from practice, tooā¦
Zen: Letās go buy a pack of beer, though. You canāt drink soda when youāre doing construction work!
Zen: Thatās just lame.
Yoosung: Thatā¦ kinda doesnāt sound safe?
Zen: Oh, come on, itāll be fine. It makes things more fun!
[You walk off screen with Zen and Yoosung. The screen goes dark, and when it comes back, the clock has been set to 6PM and youāre outside the community center with Zen and Yoosung. You can control your character now, but if you talk to them before leaving, you get some unique dialogue.]
Zen: Donāt worry, Iāll get him home. Jeez, he really canāt take his booze, huh?
Yoosung: Zen, your hair is so pretty and your skin is so soooooftā¦ I want to wear itā¦
[end]
> [Choice 2] āYou should probably just let it collapse. Itās kind of ugly.ā
(Zen -500)
Yoosung: Itās, itās not ugly!
Zen: It kind of isā¦
Yoosung: Thatās only because no one will help me fix it! Itāll be like a beautiful butterfly coming out of its cocoon when itās doneā¦ youāll see!
[A sweat-drop appears over Zenās head.]
Zen: Lookā¦ if it means so much to you, I can come help for a little bit.
Zen: But we have to get V to agree to the repairs. Okay? Otherwise, Iām just going to spend my time practicing.
Yoosung: You know heās never going to agree to thatā¦!
Zen: Itās our best shot. Thereās no way the mayor will intervene; that guy doesnāt care about anything other than cats and money.
Yoosung: Sighā¦
Zen: Hey, maybe one day one of your chickens will lay a golden egg and weāll just be able to throw tons of cash at Jumin.
Yoosung: Thatās geese, and I already tried that!
Zen: ā¦What.
Yoosung: Yeah! The wizard on the hill said if I got a goose and did the macerana in front of it while balancing a melon on my head and jumping up and down, itād lay a golden egg after a month!
Yoosung: But it didnāt work!
Yoosung: Maybe I didnāt do it right...?
Zen: S-seriously, kidā¦
Yoosung: Anyway, letās go!
[Yoosung and Zen walk away, but Zen stops by you before he goes off the screen.]
Zen: Sorry <MC>, I wonāt be able to play for you today.
Zen: It might be a lost cause, but Yoosung is my friend. I have to help him out occasionally or he gets pretty hard to deal with.
[end]
Blue Heart Event
Time: 6PM-11PM; Any season.
Weather: Sunny
Location: Meteor Hill Peak
[Meteor Hill is where the Wizard 707 lives ā and itās also the best stargazing spot in town! When you enter the area, the camera pans up to Zen standing by the very top of the mountain, and you walk up beside him.]
Zen: Oh, hey there, <MC>ā¦
Zen: Sighā¦
[Choice 1] āYou look sad. Whatās wrong?ā
Zen: Sad? Hmn. I suppose I am a bit gloomy, but nothing is wrong, donāt worry!
Zen: Itād be crime against the world itself if anything bad happened to me. ā„
Zen: I was just thinking about some things, thatās all.
[go to A]
[Choice 2] āThatās not a very energetic greeting.ā
Zen: Haha, sorry, youāre right.
Zen: Hey there, <MC!>
Zen: Is that better?
Zen: Itād be horrible for me to deny you my beautiful, smiling face. Thoughā¦ isnāt there something tragically beautiful by a gorgeous, sad man under the stars?
[A laughing face appears over Zenās head.]
[A]
Zen: Anyway, the sky is so clear tonightā¦ why donāt you join me?
[You walk up and sit beside Zen, and he turns to face the sky once more.]
Zen: Looking at the sky makes you think, huh? About how small everything is, how tiny and insignificant we are compared to the starsā¦
Zen: Yet, we humans have managed to touch them, havenāt we? Weāve launched rockets to the moon, weāve made telescopes that can see distant planetsā¦
Zen: And through art and literature, weāve managed to, as a species, achieve heights that our ancestors could only dream of.
Zen: Beautiful paintings. Music that can move you to tears. Acting that takes you into another time, another place, thatās so convincing that it makes the characters appear real.
Zen: Weāve made light of the constellations; we ourselves have become stars.
Zen: Sighā¦
Zen: Do you ever think about how the people that might be watching the same sky as you? People youāve left behind, people who might not even remember that you existā¦?
[Choice 1] āI do.ā
Zen: You should tell me about them sometime. Iād love to hear about the kinds of things you think about in the darkness of the night.
[Choice 2] āI donāt.ā
Zen: No? Thatās probably for the best. It means that youāre not chained by your own regrets, that you can face the present without looking behind you.
Zen: Myself, on the other handā¦
Zen: ā¦
Zen: Iāve left a lot of people behind over my life.
Zen: My friends. Myā¦ family.
Zen: They didnāt believe that I could amount to more than a āpretty-faced, shallow thugā, so one day, I ā I got on my motorcycle and just drove. And drove. And drove until the city was behind me, and all that I could see, for miles and miles, were green, rolling fields.
Zen: I didnāt have a lot with me. I only brought my jacket, my guitar, and a small knapsack filled with some of my clothes and my wallet.
Zen: I started living simply, just playing and singing in towns. Iād buy a bit of food - whatever I could afford - with the tip moneyā¦
Zen: And then I moved on.
Zen: I donāt know what I was looking for.
Zen: I donāt know if I was even looking for something, in the end, it was more likeā¦ it came looking for me.
Zen: Haveā¦ I ever really told you about Rika?
[You shake your head.]
Zen: Well, I came to Mystic Valley on a rainy day in the summer. It was pouring, I was soaked through, and I didnāt have enough money to stay anywhere. But! It was warm, so I thought, oh, Iāll just find someplace to wait out the rain and just sleep outside.
Zen: Hehe, can you imagine that? I was kind of like the prince of the forest in those daysā¦ sleeping under the open air. It was nice, sometimes.
Zen: I mean, sometimes it wasnāt, but look on the bright side, right?
Zen: Anyway, you know how the restaurant has that great porch? Well, I took shelter under there, and since I was bored, I brought out my guitar and started playing.
Zen: After a whileā¦ someone came out and saw me there, dripping on one of the chairs and playing away without a care in the world.
Zen: It was Rika.
Zen: She was astounded. She told me my music was the most beautiful thing sheād ever heard, and she dragged me inside to introduce me to V. And V, that guy could really fret up a storm, you know? He got me a change of clothes, something warm to eat, and he also offered me a place to stay.
Zen: Free of charge. What a guy, right?
Zen: Anyway, they were both so excited. They asked me a million questions about myself ā who I was, where I was from, what I was doing out here ā and when I said I wanted to be in show business, Rika saidā¦
Zen: āV! Letās let him play here! Heāll bring in customers!ā
Zen: ā¦Those were really fun daysā¦ the restaurant was packed whenever Iād play. Everyone was laughingā¦ I brought smiles to all their faces.
Zen: Even that damn mayor came out of his ivory palace to listen. Haha.
Zen: Weād even talk about how, when the community center was all fixed up, Iād even be able to put on playsā¦ I could have a whole theatre-troupe, and achieve my real dream of telling a story on stageā¦
Zen: ā¦
Zen: ā¦Butā¦ that all stopped when she died.
Zen: V justā¦ retreated into himself.
Zen: He didnātā¦ ask me to stop playing, really, but whenever I tried, I just remembered when Rika and V used to be there at the counter laughing, andā¦
Zen: After she was goneā¦
Zen: ā¦
Zen: Itā¦ made me think of my parentsā¦
Zen: And how they said everything about me was just temporary. My pretty looks, my hopes and dreams ā
Zen: āWhy on earth would you want to be an actor, Hyun? Even if you do make it, which you wonāt, people will forget about you as soon as someone new comes along. Why not do something thatāll make a permanent difference in the world?ā
Zen: And ā even though I didnāt want to ā when I remembered them smiling, I asked myselfā¦
Zen: Didā¦ I really leave anything lasting, even when people loved me?
Zen: Because in the end, those smiles disappeared.
Zen: And now, Iām nothing.
[Choice 1] āYouāre not nothing!ā
Zen: Hahaā¦ Thatās sweet of you to say, <MC>. And itās not really fair of me to whine to you about all this; you do keep visiting me. You are a fan. And please, believe me, I appreciate your support more than you know.
Zen: When you smile at meā¦
Zen: When you look at me as Iām playingā¦
Zen: When you visit me, day after day, and sit beside me by the lakeā¦
Zen: I reallyā¦ feel it. How much I love this place. How much I love being able to touch people with my voice.
Zen: I want to be heard, <MC>.
Zen: I want to be listened to.
Zen: I want to tell people the things they need to hear, the things that will make them smile and laugh and feel like the world is alright.
Zen: I want to be the light for those who are struggling.
Zen: I want to show them thereās something worth fighting for!
[go to B]
[Choice 2] āYou should keep trying.ā
Zen: Keep trying? Iām notā¦ sure what Iām trying to do anymore.
Zen: What did I think would happenā¦? I ask myself that all the time. I feel like such a wash-out. Do I really have any actual talent? Part of the reason I wanted to be an actor was because women kept telling me that I was so beautiful I sparkled, and that I ought to be on the stage, but ā
Zen: I donāt want to be looked at because Iām pretty; I wanted to be looked at because I have something to say!
Zen: Something for people to hear!
Zen: Something that, when people listen to it, makes them feel!
Zen: I want to make people happy!
Zen: I want to make people smile!
[go to B]
[Choice 3] āWhy donāt you go back to the city?ā
Zen: Thatās a fair question to ask. If I want to make it big, then playing in a small town probably isnāt the best route to that, right? Abandoning this place, going back and trying my hand at the theater businessā¦
Zen: It makes sense. But. Something about that ā I just canāt do it.
Zen: Mystic Valley has its problems; but it gave me a place to call home when I couldnāt find one anywhere else. Rika, V, the entire town ā they liked me because my talents brought them joy. It wasnāt shallow, it wasnāt just because of my appearanceā¦
Zen: They heard something in my voice that they loved. Not my face; my voice.
Zen: For once, I felt like I was heard. And now? I want ā
Zen: I want people to judge Mystic Valley not by appearances, but instead by its heart!
Zen: I want everyone to remember whatās so good about this place!
Zen: I want to put it into a song, put it into a story so I can convey it to them, what I feel! And to help them remember how they felt, once!
[B]
Zen: I want - !
Zen: ā¦
[Zen stands up, and then exclaims to the sky - ]
Zen: I want everyone to feel like they can wish again!
Zen: What am I doing, sulking up here on top of a mountain? Man ā what have I been doing all these months?
Zen: Playing by myself in the woods, waiting for people to stumble across me and discover me because Iām too afraid of bringing pain rather than joy with my work?
Zen: What the heck; thatās dumb!
Zen: You know what, <MC>? Iām going to march right down to the bar and tell V, straight up, that he needs to let me play there again!
Zen: We need to hold concerts there again!
Zen: Sure, something bad happened, but we canāt be sad forever!
Zen: Sure, the town is having trouble, but ā
Zen: There are beautiful things out there, waiting to be seen!
Zen: Like me! Like you! Like the stars ā I want everyone in this town to remember that they can be happy!
[Zen pants, and then turns back towards the path leading down the mountain.]
Zen: <MC>, thank you! I feel like Iāve been born again as a new man.
Zen: Itās gotten so dark, so please, let me walk you home. After thatā¦
Zen: Iām going to go talk to V.
[The scene ends with a heart appearing over your head and you walking back down the path with Zen. After this, Zenās schedule will change, and heāll start routinely playing at the bar.]
[End]
Green Heart Event
There is no event at the green heart level, however to see the final two heart events, a token of affection must be given in the form of a āheart gemā to the object of your affections. This makes the relationship āofficialā, and the rest of the town acknowledges you as dating your chosen candidate.
Zen: Is this ā is this for me?
Zen: Really? Really, really ā youāre giving this to me?
Zen: <MC>, I could kiss you! Can I kiss you? I really want to kiss you!
Zen: Goddess, you have no idea how many times Iāve imagined this happening. You confessing your love to me... and then me sweeping you off your feet and carrying you off to the moon!ā„
Zen: Ahh, Iām happy! Iām so happy! I want to go tell everyone that <MC> likes me!
Zen: Me~ā„ Me~ā„! Iām the luckiest guy in the world!
Zen: <MC>, let me take you on a date today! Anywhere you want; my treat!
Zen: Iāll do anything at all for the cutest, sweetest person in the world.
[Hearts appear over the both of your heads, and the scene fades to black. When itĀ comes back, youāre standing outside of your farmhouse, in the evening, with full energy.]
[Note: After this heart event, if you interact with theĀ ājournalā in Zenās room, itāll be filled with love poems and sonnets.]
Yellow Heart Event
Time: 8AM-4PM; Any Season.
Weather: Any
Location: Meteor Hill
[You walk onto the screen to find Zen in front of the door to the Wizardās house. When he hears you, he turns around and an [!] appears above his head.]
Zen: <MC!> Just the person I was hoping to see!
Zen: This has to be fate. Come on! Letās get our fortune told together.
[You and Zen walk into the towerā¦ Where youāre greeted emphatically by 707, whose voice resonates through the house even though you canāt see him initially.]
Seven: Ooohh!! Whatās that, I hear? Is someone knocking at my door and summoning me, the magnificent wizard Seven-oh-Seven?!
Seven: Well, actually, you didnāt knock, which is awfully rude.
Seven: How about you try that again?
[Zen turns to the door, and though he doesnāt leave, he knocks on it.]
Zen: Is that better, oh Great Wizard?
Seven: Much, thank you!
[Seven suddenly appears, sliding down banister the spiral-staircase which lies in the center of the ground floor. When he lands, he poses and sparkles.]
Seven: What can I do for you, humble children of men? What great secrets can I reveal; what darkness needs to be banished with the unrelenting force of light?!
Seven: Tell me, oh noble petitioners, so I may aid you in your quest for glory!
Zen: Pffthahaā¦ I just want the usual, Seven. Though I was hoping you could have a two-for-one special? See, I have my partner here, andā¦
Zen: Wellā¦
Zen: Iād like our compatibility rated.ā„
Seven: A compatibility rating? Oh joy!
Seven: And may there be joy to you both! At least, if the stars will it.
Seven: Sit down, then! And present your offerings, so I may be compensated for my just and true work.
[Zen walks up to Seven.]
Zen: Here you go, pal. Fresh from the supermarket.
Zen: I got you two packs since there are two of us.
Seven: Ah, the sweet nectar of life! The ambrosia of the gods! Liquid manna straight from heaven ā
Seven: PhD Pepper!
Seven: This will do. Now, weāll begin!
[You and Zen sit together in front of Sevenās crystal ball, and he walks on the other side, beginning to make hand gestures. The screen darkens a bit, and the blips of Sevenās dialogue get a different cadence.]
Seven: Now, let us peer into the futureā¦
Seven: The future of you and Zenā¦
Seven: Abra-cadabra, alakazam, make me more than what I am, show me the heart of the golden landā¦
Seven: Bim-bam-boom!
Seven: . . .
Seven: The starsā¦ have spokenā¦
Seven: Hyun Ryuā¦
Seven: <MC>ā¦
Seven: Ah, what happiness is thisā¦? Itās so profound, I can almost taste it.
Seven: Yours is a relationship that fills the other with love.
Seven: Stability. Support. Inspiration. You work harder for the sake of the other, and through that work, you both make the world a better place.
Seven: Wherever you go, your love will plant the seeds of new beginningsā¦ not just for yourself, but for those around you.
Seven: Yours is a love that will touch others who view it. And it will be viewed by others!
Seven: A life of seclusion, of being a recluseā¦ is not an option to you. And neither do you want it to beā¦
Seven: Because through being seen, youāll ultimately make others happy.
Seven: You see each other for the beauty in your spiritsā¦
Seven: Ahh, it makes me jealous just to look at you!
Seven: If I had to give you a compatibility ratingā¦
Seven: It would be the fluffiness of a rabbitās fur! Very soft, very nice, would definitely pet again!
Seven: (Though, itās nothing compared to my beautiful Elly!!)
[Sevenās blips turn back to normal, and the screen lightens again. A heart appears over Zenās head.]
Zen: Hear that, babe? We have the wizardās blessing!
Zen: This is such great news!
[A heart appears over your head.]
Zen: Thank you, Wizard! Iām in your debt.
Seven: I can only tell you what the stars have been telling you all along. But, you are welcome!
Seven: Now go! Be free! Be happy!
Seven: And sing of your love, to anyone thatāll listen!
[You and Zen walk out, but the camera lingers on Seven for a final line before going dark.]
Seven: Heh-heh-hehā¦ heās going to be unbearable from now on. Oh well! Thatās for the rest of the town to deal with.
[End]
Pink Heart Event
Time: 6PM-12PM
Weather: Any
Location: SeƱor Saguaro (Vās Restaurant)
[This heart event is preceded in the morning by you getting a letter. Itās from Zen, saying that heās set up a special concert at Vās restaurantā¦ and heād like you to attend! You can walk in any time after 6, and the event will be triggered.]
[Zen is on the stage, and the camera follows your character as you walk up and take a seat at one of the tables near the front. Zen doesnāt stop playing, and finishes up the song before addressing the audience ā which is pretty large. Larger than any of his performances so far.]
Zen: Thank you all for coming out here tonight. It really means a lot to see so many faces out in the crowd!
Zen: Especially those of you who are smiling and in love.ā„ Thatās my favorite kind of expression in the world!
Zen: ā¦Iāll be honest, in the past, I sometimes hated looking at couples. Thereāve times when Iāve been jealous of otherās happiness...
Zen: Times when Iāve been sad and confused about what to doā¦
Zen: And times when Iāve just wanted to give up and say, āyou know? My dreams arenāt worth it!ā but, in the endā¦
Zen: There was someone beside me who told me to keep trying.
Zen: There was someone beside me who kept pushing me to succeed.
Zen: And that, my friends ā
Zen: Is our local farmer, <MC!>
Zen: Everyone give <him/her/them> a round of applause for being a stellar member of the community, an excellent human being, and, dare I say it ā
Zen: The best partner a guy could ask for.
[You blush as the crowd reacts in various ways. Some laugh, some clap, and some shake their heads because Zenās kind of a moron.]
Zen: Anyway, this goes out to you, babe.
Zen: ā¦I really, really love you.
[Zen begins to play another song ā which is a finished version of the one he was singing in the very first heart event - and the screen fades to black after itās completed. When it comes back into view, you and Zen are standing outside of SeƱor Saguaro, and itās very dark.]
Zen: Thanks for coming tonight. I really appreciate it.
Zen: And, uh, sorry for gushing about you in public there, I just really couldnāt help myself.
Zen: ā¦Soā¦ Iāve, uh. Iāve been talking to some people in town.
Zen: And ā uh. We petitioned Juminā¦
Zen: And while heās still saying that we donāt have the funds to make progress on the community center, he did say that he has some pretty big rooms in his manor that we could use to practice, and, well.
Zen: Maybe put some small shows in, too.
[Choice 1] āThatās exciting!ā
Zen: Isnāt it? A place to work that isnāt out in the middle of the woods! Itās like a dream come true.
Zen: Jumin says he has some props we can use, too!
[go to A]
[Choice 2] āMaybe Juminās not totally heartless after all.ā
Zen: Pft, I wouldnāt go that far, he said heād want some of the proceeds from the show to go to the town coffers.
Zen: ā¦Though, on second thoughtā¦
Zen: I guessā¦ he probably would use that money to help the town, huh?
[A sweatdrop appears over Zenās head.]
[A]
Zen: Anyway, Iād really love it if you came to some of the practices.
Zen: Maybeā¦ youād even want to try acting yourself?
Zen: No pressure! Butā¦ itād mean a lot for you to be there.
Zen: Iād like you to see how far Iāve come.
[A heart appears above both your heads, and then Zen leans in and kisses you.]
Zen: ā¦Thanks for being you, <MC>.
Zen: Shall I walk you home? I think itād be a good way to end the night.
[Another heart appears over your head, and you and Zen walk off together.]
Marriage:
After seeing Zenās final heart event, you can propose to him using a Prismatic Letter Opener, which is a longstanding tradition in Mystic Valley. A few things change after marrying Zen. He moves in with you, and heāll practice on your farm instead of going out to the lake. He and Yoosung also start working on the Community Center as part of your daily routine. Zen also will write you letters that you can find on your night-stand in the evening, telling you how much he loves you and appreciates you.
After marriage, an event chain is unlocked with V and Jumin regarding the community center, and that starts the post-marriage content of fixing it up.
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How would the Chocobros react to their shy and short beloved, S/O, being a Shiva-like fairy (as well as Shiva's baby sister)?
I got an order of frosty apostles coming right up!
Noctis wasnāt quite sure what Gentiana meant when she had once told him that heād have a fragment of herself to always watch over him. Maybe if she said she was watching over him in spirit butā¦ thatās not entirely what she meant.
It was only until much later that he figured it out; a friend, who only very recently went steady with him, had to disappear for just a short while- Only to return and appear out of nowhere, by Gentianaās side. And only to appear just to freeze a whole squadron of MTs and daemons and without the use of having to toss out a bottle of elements like any of them had to he had to.
Noctis is a smart boy, it doesnāt exactly take him long (not even a whole 2 seconds) to realize what this means.
The gig is up and they show themselves for who they really are, and Noct has so many questions. Mostly of why they never seemed to be there to help when it counted most- like the incident surrounding Leviathan. āI can not interfere with the plans and wishes of the other Astrals.ā Okay, fine. But what about the train then?
Maybe itās a little unfair to be unloading all of those pent up feelings though, even if they do have a relation to the almighty Glacian and that happens to grant them power beyond most anything.
But above all else heās mostly unsure about them just due to this newfound knowledge. Knowing that the Astralās are tied to his family and his destiny; there is a difference of them being involved in his life and fate, and actually being involved with him. Surely they know what lies in store for him? But if thatās what they want then might as well let them enjoy he ride while it even lasts.
The time of darkness came to pass, and it didnāt take too long for Ignis to start getting back to feeling like he had his old life back- as least as far as fighting and cooking went. All that was mostly thanks to Cor and his love for trying to help him get back on that track.
But once he had gotten back and was trying to fight on his own again, that was when they started to disappear on him. Even though he was sure they were more than capable of taking care of themselves, this was a world filled with daemons. It was had to not worry. Especially since anymore he hardly got to see them- it seemed like they were out fighting almost 24/7. While that was noble of themā¦ Ignis was ready to plead with them to sit back and take a moment to take care of themselves before they worn down and got themselves hurt- or worse.
In fact thatās what he had set out to do when he had Talcott drive him to the destination they were last in. Itāll be the first time in a couple of weeks that he even got to hear their voice in personā¦
Lo and behold, when he found them they were in the middle of a fight. Ronin, Arachne- thatās all the monsters he could hear. But as soon as he stepped up to aid them, throwing his daggers into the spine of Arachne, more trouble came to try and stamp on them. Just from listening he could hear it was a terrifyingly large hoard, and they were closing in around him. But then the air around him turned cold, the sounds of the monsters stilled and quieted, and all of the sudden all he could hear was shattering. Whatā¦ just went on?
āMy dear, would you mind filling me in on what exactly just happened? Spare me no exclusion of detailā¦ā
First Leviathan was the plot-twist in his life and nowā¦ One of the pieces to Shiva? Did the Astrals have it in for him or what?
Ignis reserves his belief for a second until a cold palm touches him and icy breath blankets over his jaw and he can feel the shards of ice forming on him already. He pulls back away from their touch.
Ignis is skeptic about them now. For what business does an Astral have with him? Any business they have with a human, outside of the kings or the oracles, likely canāt bode well. And if they were here just because they wanted to be with him- what a silly notion; a lifelong relationship to him will seem like a brief summer fling in their life. Theyāll outlive him for a good long time, so what were they coming to gain from something that will be so short lived?
Gladio thought there was something a little different about them. They always seemed to be up at all times of the day and they never seem to get exhausted. They had knowledge of times that had long since passed that was never in the history book that he knew and it was almost like they were a scholar. Extreme heat didnāt seem to bug them, come to think of it he never caught them really sweating, and holding their hand through the hot and humid streets of Lestallum they still felt relatively cool.
All of it he brushed off. Some people needed less rest. Maybe their body was really good at regulating itās own temperature. And itās not impossible for people to have read or heard a different (sometimes more correct) spin of history. The only part that started to make him think something was a little different was every now and then their eyes seem to flash another color.
What finally gave it away was after Gladio had went through Gilgameshās trial and emerged victorious. Wanting to test his newfound strength, they offered to spar with him. They had greatly underestimated him to begin with, so lord only knows how unprepared they were when Gladio hauled off after them and put all of his power into it.
Before they knew it they had to hold off his greatsword with their own hands. As soon as cold steel made contact everything in a short radius was covered in snow and ice- and through the cloud of frost that puffed out he could see the glowing of their eyes- they were an entirely different color again- and patches of their skin changed too.āThe hell?āāFar better than I was expecting. Oā shield of the one true king, the true trial of your merit is nigh.ā
Gladio certainly didnāt expect for them to have transformed on him like they had. But one thing was for sure, it actually explained a whole lot.
I donāt imagine Gladio gets himself too excited for it. Heāll prod them over their past, after all who wouldnāt be curious? But he doesnāt make too big of a deal. (Though he is proud of himself for getting a chance to be smashinā whatās essentially a deity by Eos standards. Who else has that kind of bragging right?)
āI have a secret to show you.ā They coo playfully into Promptoās ear. Prompto loves secrets. He likes to poke his nose in where he can, like with how he tried to peek in Noct and Lunaās book or when he was trying to listen in on more of the scoop about the Nifs from Aranea. He often eaves dropped as well, both accidental and purposeful, and it was something he just couldnāt help but to do! Now that they have a secret for him? He was all too happy to let them lead him by the hand just to learn something juicy about them.
āUhh, babe? Why are we outside?ā For some odd reason they lead him outside, drawing him deeper into some woods and stopping by the lake. They gave no verbal answer, they only told him to āstay there, and watchā while they stepped closer to the body of water.
A polar wind started to blow and a sudden frost started twirling in the air. The clothes on their body had begun to disappear and suddenly their hair and skin started to turn into the colors of an iceberg.Were they? No- canāt be? But they are?
The lake had gone frozen, and they were standing on top of itās ice. āApostle of Shivaā they call themselves and beckoned him over why extended out their hand for him to take. He does- skin felt colder than the dead.
Prompto gets struck by wonder and awe first- who would have ever thought someone as cute and as meek a them would have been- āOh. Em. Gee. I need to get a couple shots of this!ā He says excitedly as he reaches for the camera. Prompto is a curious one; non-stop clicks of the camera, trying to capture every angle, and as he does so heās full of nothing but questions. Whatās it like? Have you ever shattered anything- a person? Do you cool your own glass before taking a drink? Letās say if I licked your handā¦ would my tongue get stuck? What are the others like? What the Shiva herself?
But the sense of wonder eventually fades and a sense of unease rests in his belly. Being in the presence of someone who was god-like was awfully daunting, even more so than being around royalty- he feels lowly. And all of the sudden he feels so small.
Donāt get him wrong, itās cool and all, but out of all the people in Eos, why did they choose him of all people? A lingering thought keeps coming back to haunt him of what if this was some kind of even the Gods of Eos were just wanting to use him as some kind of amusement.
#FFXV#Headcanon#Ignis#Prompto#Gladiolus#Noctis#though I feel like any height it would be the same result regardless
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