#I LOVE EVERYONE’S DYNAMICS SM

[verxsyon]

royal au hsr inspired by lord of heroes. monarch!gn!reader.

i blame @baeshijima for getting me back into loh, albeit briefty… i stopped playing again due to starting summer session soon ughhh. but i did have fun tho which inspired me to make this au for hsr.

similar to my royal au with genshin inspired by fe3h, it’ll be formatted as hcs split into multiple installments. reader’s a monarch of a small nation, whose their goal is forming an alliance with other nations to stop dark forces — in this case the stellaron — from overtaking the world.

the astral express = avillon knights

herta space station = friendly stage/already allies

jarilo-vi + xianzhou (luofu) = occupy stages

the stellaron hunters = gallus empire (east)

judging from kafka’s splash art, it seems like there are 8 stellaron hunters aside from silver wolf and blade. and guess what, there are also 8 of the fangs of the empire. so it’s perfect with elio as the emperor who has the ability to see the future.

the trailblazers, caelus and stelle, are like mu and lamba who allow reader to access the archives (dan heng who), a database that contains info about the hsr universe and the people they met. tbs can also help them travel between timelines to prevent the stellaron from destroying the world each time.

space royal au wooo!

[tvisnoton]

top tier character dynamics is when if you mention one character, another character is always associated w them. Ykno, like literally partners. There is not one wo the other. They r not complete wo each other.

[fog-kid]

I want to touch on Q!Etoiles and Q!Roier's friendship a bit because oh my god

Like imagine a bored Q!Etoiles looking for someone to pvp, he's so good it's getting dull to just kill without a good fight, not even the codes stand a chance and it's boring.

So then he dies. It's been so long, and not just that; he's killed. He finds this silly guy and pesters him for a fight, and when he finally convinces him he's killed. And suddenly it's exciting again, because he's mortal and with everything going on, he sometimes forgets he can bleed.

And then we have Q!Roier. Funny, comic relief, a clown in Q!Etoiles words. Except he's not and no one has noticed until he stands over Q!Etoiles body with a stick in his hand and an entertained grin. Q!Roier, who spends his time making jokes and asking for help because "Oh this mob is so strong, guys kill it for me!" and recently it's not enough.

He's tired and that little part of him that sees nothing but red starts to grow. He's been stripped of everything, so much pent up rage and violence that the moment he gets to Purgatory and Q!Etoiles simply looks at him, he knows it's time to let it out.

And it's not just for fun, Q!Roier doesn't fight unless he has to. But Q!Etoiles wants him to, he encourages him to let them all see what he can do, to kill. To kill together, something he's not really used to but he's so sure of it.

Like dude, this right here

That's not just fun that's trust. He believes in his abilities, he knows that he can count on Q!Roier to match every stab and hit. And Q!Roier is giddy with it because he's so tired of peace when there's nothing peaceful about this.

In summary, they are an incredible duo and both have finally found something they needed in each other. Elotoier for the fucking win

[ghost-bard]

Might see if i cant do a little reload to the neve/bellara choice in act 3 (??? Or is it late act 2 i fr do not know) just so i can record davrin stopping deirdre from going after bellara bc that scene and the 3 of them in general live rent free in my head and i was paused right after for so long that the recording i thought i saved was just. My paused screen of elgarnan lmao

[hatake]

love how after winning sanji goes back to his gfs and zoro also goes back to his gf

[byanyan]

much as I really wanted to answer all my asks today... it is unfortunately v improbable that I finish more than the one that has already posted 😔

[wqxianvents]

is it just me and my delusional poly nxx brainrot or are they making nxx supar domestic-like lately 🤨

[moonlightfilly]

i've been totally consumed reading Kaleidoscope of Death it's too much fun i love gay horror

[lveholic]

i miss vlive sm

[toestalucia]

ok granposting before i leave. navi cried in the latest alchstar event. was jealous. rmbrd captain cries in ewiyars newest bday msgs. was a bit less jealous. next story update is when theyll cry in msq it has to be (person whos been daydreaming about the update for days now). cant wait for a messy family reunion (inb4 aunt keeps avoiding us)

[traumxrei-archive]

HAPPIEST BIRTHDAYS TO THE ONLY MYU TO EVER MYU EVER !!!

Happy Birthday Yuu!! 💐🎉💜💛

[toyherb]

jesus christ turning down cecilia hurt

[lewisvinga]

my real reaction | charles leclerc x fem! sturniolo! reader !

summary; when the sister of the famous sturnilo quadruplets gets exposed for dating the golden boy of the grid sends the internet into chaos

fc; lani pliopa

warnings; age gap ( 6 yrs ), hate comments

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minkyungseokie @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote

note; requested !

masterlist !

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liked by charles_leclerc, yourbestfriend, and others !

yourusername; my real reaction to being stalked and having my relationship exposed

charles_leclerc: ahhh chérie you’re too funny 😂

yourusername: some may say i am the funniest quadruplet tysm my love 😁🥰

nicolassturniolo: HOLD YOUR HORSES MISSY yourusername

username: i love her sm

username: she’s so😭😭

christophersturniolo: y/n come home NEOWWWWWWW🤬

yourusername: no i’m warm in bed w my boyf in monaco 😇😇

matthew.sturniolo: SO THATS WHY U KEPT GOING TO MONACO??? 😟😟

nicolassturniolo: group meeting NOW. aSAP

username: did THEY NOT KNOW???

yourusername: if they did , you all would’ve found out within 1 hr of me telling them 🥸🥸

username: LMAOO

username: girl……

username: tbh she doesn’t seem like a good fit for charles, all of his gf’s have been models and she’s just an influencer😭

username: i thought the same thinggg, all she does is eat in her car and say stupid shit w her brothers 💀💀

username: she’s so unserious wtf

username: she’s so unprofessional why tf is charles dating someone like her

username: i know! i assumed he’d be w someone private and a model! not someone like y/n😭😭

yourbestfriend: so true bestie liked by yourusername !

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liked by yourusername, francisca.cgomes, and others !

charles_leclerc: my one and only love. the only woman who truly makes me happy and frankly, if you all were truly my fans then you’d be happy that i found the best woman in this universe. she never fails to leave me in tears from laughter. she never fails to make my heart flutter from a simple kiss on the cheek. she’s my whole world. je t'aime, chérie❤️❤️

tagged; yourusername

yourusername: chaaaaaa☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

yourusername: i love uuuuuuu soooooooo much☹️💓💓💓💓 ur the best man itw , i couldn’t have asked for a better boyfriend !!!!

charles_leclerc: i love u alwayssss❤️

nicolassturniolo: best man….. u shared a womb w 3 i’d say we’re wayyyyt cooler

yourusername: charles_leclerc don’t mind nick, he’s just annoyed i didn’t tell them earlier abt u

matthew.sturniolo: yes i am annoyed too u fake bitch yourusername

christophersturniolo: WE’RE ALL ANNOYED😒😒😒

username: I LOVE THE STURNIOLO QUADRUPLETS DYNAMIC😭😭😭

yourusername: my real reaction when cha posted this : 🥺🥹😭 liked by charles_leclerc !

yourbestfriend: can confirm i was there she cries

username: get u a man who will defend u like charles liked by charles_leclerc and yourusername !

username: she’s scute everyone is just bitter 😕

username: y’all don’t get her like i do💯💯💯

username: besides, y/n is an ADULT, she’s probably more mature than her brothers who cares if she’s 6 yrs younger !!!!

yourusername: so true tysm bestie i am more mature than my brothers 😁😁

matthew.sturniolo: oh you bitch😒

yourusername: matthew.sturniolo keep talking or else u won’t get paddock tickets😒

username: y/n has always been HER💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

username: you can never make me hate them ‼️

[crunchycoookies]

Art for my country Branch au 🥰 Details abt it under the cut ⬇️

Here's my silly little au! So basically Branch ran away from Pop village because everyone (minus Poppy) treated him terribly. While exploring he stumbles upon the outskirts of Lonesome Flats, where he trips and sprains his ankle. Delta finds him and is like "What tf you look weird but ig ur my son now." And from then on she takes care of him. Somewhere along the way Branch starts to call her Mom (or Mama/ Ma). Clampers is born at some point, making her Branch’s cousin. They love/hate each other and have that unhinged sibling dynamic. They just turn into a cute little family and I love em sm.

Delta also helps Branch regain his colors, although they are slightly muted tones of his true colors. Because the county trolls are so adept at dealing with grief, Branch is allowed to process his grandmothers death and his fear of singing with a good mentality. This leads to him slowly gaining his colors back (hence the blue streaks in his hair) and learning to be happy again. He does start to sing again but it's a mix of country and Pop. (Which comes into play during TWT, but more on that later).

Also I made Gary (the remote Imao) into a goat critter. He's stupid and I love him. Delta has an ongoing feud with Gary bc he constantly tears up the garden but she can't do anything brash because Branch absolutely loves him.

There is more but that's it for nowww! Feel free to ask questions and I’ll do my best to answer them! Give me ideas for this aus name pls I have nothing

[sorrowfulsidekick]

▸ // A gasp, soft and low, to the start of the other’s answer. Every logical conclusion yelled that the one before him was literally different, that hurt emotional core remained as illogical as always. Was he truly that forgettable? The other boy he apparently loathed so much didn’t remember him, just as the world forgot him, or even he himself…

…

▸ // A familiar nausea clung to him, a panic almost took hold, until the words continued, practically knocking the fennec upside the head. ‘ Cool ’ ? Back straightens, The comment a jolt to the system, forcing waning focus back to reality. Chewing ceases, distracted as wide eyes threaten to fall from sockets.

“ I uh– You think I’m…? ”

▸ // As sodden, rice covered, cheeks grew rosy there was no denying the flash of restrained joy- a soft light returning to lifeless eyes for just a moment, fleeting before features fall, shadowed once more as shoulder slump. That downcast gaze observes dirt riddled gloves. Fingers twitch as if calculating an answer; counting. Each day a finger, lifting and lowering in attempts to recall. After a round or two he clearly loses count, doubting himself as the time and events blurred.

Then he goes still, once busied fingers curl together into fists.

“ No. This is just like before. ”

▸ // Hostility coil itself with each word, they come out unbalanced and weak in a twist of sluggish anger.

“ What do you care? No one ever cares. E-everytime anyone’s been nice it’s always because they want something. “ He scoffs with a shake of his head. Though his words were fiery and his guard strengthened one could note how odd it was that his weapon remained inactive at his back, leaving him uncharacteristically open.

“ So, then, w-what do you want ? “

— ;; Recalcitrance swiftly turns to acquiesce, and as he watches the other gorge brazenly. Of course, he’s filled with a sense of relief at the sight, but his heart twinges with sorrow all the same. How long, he wonders, has it been since the poor kid’s last meal? Curtailed, he sees himself, young and helpless, sitting there scarfing down any kind of sustenance he could scrounge up after running out of food in the cabin.

❝Nah, don’t know you,❞ confirming with the added shake of the head, Tails finally moves to sit with legs crossed, peering out into the dusty emptiness around as he tries not to ogle Kit during his moment of vulnerability, ❝I think I’d remember someone as cool as you.❞

— ;; Plicating arms allow fingers to tap against their opposing biceps, and he finally splays out to rest his back against the hut. Should he interrogate the kid? Absolutely he’s not going to let him walk off on his own with no food or shelter again, but judging by his initial reaction, he doesn't seem too keen on trusting Tails.

Well— maybe lightly prodding about his circumstances could be inoffensive enough, as long as it doesn’t get personal. 

❝So… you’re out here by yourself, huh?❞ Inconspicuously as possible, chilling his stature further by resting his arms behind his head, he quizzes, ❝how long’s it been since you went off on your own?❞

[hxney-lemcn]

Old Gods — deity! Vil Schoenheit x gn! reader

summery: a mortal has stumbled upon an abandoned shrine, only to find that the God of beauty and love still resides.

tw: power dynamic? I mean he's literally a God so no matter what I think there's gonna be an unbalanced power dynamic. Otherwise this is just fluff lol. religious themes as well but that was a given.

a/n: inspired from @ceruleancattail and their deity au! I had to do one on Vil because I love him sm <3

wc: 1.1k

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Vil could do nothing but watch as less and less people trickled into his shrine. When the last few had switched to the newer deity he could feel his anger simmer, growing hotter and hotter with each praise of the beloved Neige. That anger festered over the years as the new deity soaked up the attention. Vil’s shrine had started to crumble, vines taking over the now ancient temple. He had no idea what people saw in Neige. The good for nothing tried too hard, unable to please all his followers yet still they flock to him. Vil had half the mind to get rid of the mockery, but before he could put his plan into play a strange mortal had lost their way.

At least, Vil thought you may have been lost. The path to his shrine had become overrun by vegetation, and besides, who would even remember his shrine’s existence? Everyone was too busy trying to please Neige to pay the older God a second thought. Yet you had looked upon his broken down temple in awe, hands gliding over the ivory pillars that held chips, fingers gently holding a few ivy leaves to inspect. At first, Vil tried not to think too deeply about how he felt his shoulders relax in your presence, or how he watched you with just as much curiosity as you held for his sacred land. He tried not to question why his heart leapt when your eyes landed on his now decrepit statue, how your eyes wandered over the marble that had hoya carnosa’s trailing up his visage. At the very least they were in bloom, the pale pink flowers accentuating his beauty. 

“Beautiful,” You whispered out as you kneeled before his shrine. Shrugging off your bag, Vil watched as you dug through it, eyebrows scrunched as you searched for what you wanted. It was that moment that Vil realized how much he missed this. How much he took for granted his previous followers, growing more snarky and ignoring their wishes. Perhaps his downfall was his own doing…but he could never forgive that cheesy buffoon for taking advantage of his mistakes. Yet you, a mere mortal, nearly had a God on his knees, something he would never admit out loud. 

A bright smile overtook your face as you fished out some flowers along with some incense. After you lit the incense, you clasped your hands and bowed your head. Your wishes had rung through his head, and when you finished, you surprisingly didn’t leave right away. No, instead you spoke.

“I’m not sure if you’re real,” You stated, the sun painting your face perfectly. “But I had read a lot about you and wanted to see your shrine for myself. It's a shame this temple is left alone, it's absolutely breathtaking. If you are real, thank you for listening to my troubles, I’m sorry to bother you. I don’t have anywhere else, and Lord Neige has no time for a commoner like me.”

As you stood up, Vil felt his heart plummet. He didn’t want you to leave just yet, please stay. Yet he kept himself hidden, not wanting to scare you off. As you left, you felt just a bit better, at least you got your problems off your chest, and you had found your own sanctuary to hide out in. 

Vil thought that would be the last he saw off you, but he appreciated the incense and flowers nonetheless. Yet the incense burnt out after a few hours, and the flowers started to wilt after a few days. Still, you had managed to surprise the deity as you came back, a new batch of flowers in your hands. So in turn, he had decided to bless you, his silly little mortal. As you rested the flowers before his statue and kneeled, he decided to reveal himself. When you opened your eyes, you were startled when you saw the most beautiful man you had ever seen. He seemed familiar at first, and when your gaze rose to the statue that's when it clicked. It was none other than Vil, God of beauty, love. 

He couldn’t help but smirk at your awe, relishing in your newfound devotion. “Hello dear,” Vil greeted, lilac eyes watching your every expression with pride. “What do you wish to share with me today?”

Opening and closing your mouth, you had no idea what to say. A God stood before you, what was the proper protocol? You shouldn’t be staring at him should you? What if you said something that would cause him to smite you and your entire lineage? Your cheeks felt warm when he smiled down at you, and you held your breath as he drew closer, sitting on the altar that you currently kneeled before.

“No need to be scared,” He hummed, his voice soothing you in ways you didn’t know could be soothed. “You are the first mortal to step foot in my temple, let alone leave offerings at my altar in a century. The least I could do is lend an ear, no?”

“You’re so pretty,” You mumbled without realizing it. You seemed to snap out of it when Vil let out a small chuckle, greatly amused at your praise. Yet it also affected him more than he’d like to think about.

“Of course,” Vil smiled, something he hasn’t done in so long that it felt strange. “I wouldn’t be the God of beauty if I didn’t look the part.”

“R-right,” You stumbled, looking anywhere but him. Oh what a sight for sore eyes. “I-I can’t believe you’re real…” Vil only watched on as your brain struggled to believe the current scenario, and he took the time to admire you. In your prayers, wishes of looking beautiful and wishes to be loved had rung clear, yet Vil failed to understand why. You were nowhere near as beautiful as him, and you could use some touch ups, but for a mortal you were quite stunning.

After that day you had started to visit regularly. Now that you knew a lonely God was awaiting you, how could you keep him waiting? Every time he’d give you a lotion, serum, accessories, clothing…it seemed the more you visited the more extravagant the gifts became. When you wore something he gifted you he’d shower you with praise, if you kept up with your skin care routine he’d gently run his fingers over your skin, sharp eyes shining with affection. You turned from becoming his pet project to becoming something more, and you had never felt more loved than when your God treated you as something more than just a mere mortal, but someone who was not only worthy of his attention, but longed for yours.