#I did see someone with a headcanon that D has sparkling eyes and that’s why they’re hexagonal

[quibbs126]

Okay but how did D-16/Megatron change his eye colors like that?

I know it was done to show the fall of his character, the loss of D-16 as he became Megatron, but like, how did his eyes do that?

Can they all have their eyes change color? Like could Optimus’ eyes turn purple or something? Or is it just a yellow optic thing? What causes it specifically? Do they just turn red if they get angry enough, or is it a natural optic color? If it’s the former, did that happen to Starscream and other High Guard members?

I just have so many questions about it, and I don’t think that’s all of them

[the-moon-files]

Man, I love the trope of aliens being terrified of humans, and I've seen some fics of human!reader reacting differently to stuff like posions/plants in hyrule, but this is in another level! We are indestructible! I mean, I could live on Death Mountain! With the Gorons! It's literally a dream come true!

Also, the urge this would give me to give them all the hugs and piggy back rides whenever it gets cold/windy/whatever extreme condition.

If Hylians would be surprisingly light, would they be light enough for me to pick up Time? Just get that big ass man with a bunch of armor on my back? Because new need unlocked.

NEW NEED UNLOCKED INDEEEEDDD. (touches my fingertips together like a villain up to no good)

CREDIT FOUND!! (Who did it first!):

IDK who it was but someone mentioned in a rlly old 2023-2022? LU x human reader post abt the hylians being lighter in comparison to humans!! If i find who it is, or if u recognize u wrote abt smth similar pls leave a comment so I can @ you!! /gen

@wayfayrr :D ive been in humans are space orcs fandom (is it a fandom? More like endless AU idea ppl wrote abt on tumblr) for Years, and ofc i never thought to put with Loz this past year or 2 getting into this fandom dammit - UR WORKS AMAZING THANK YOU SM FOR MERGING MY 2 FAVS AND LIKING/REBLOGGING THIS HOT MESS 😭😭

GOD i NEED to play TP bc u can hold cats like this?? and u get to see LINK do it??? 😭😭

Sun: technically Masc! Reader but not explicit (you/he/him), coule be Gender Neutral, Human Reader

Orbit: headcanons-ish

Stars: The Classic Chain of Links

Comets & Meteors: Content: in Four’s desc. mentioned “diving into chest”, & Triggers: none known.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

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A kinda 2nd part/expansion to this post!

no bc the “i can live wherever tf i want” was secretly part of why i wrote that post (so sue me, i wanna be able to follow wild around his hyrule w/o getting nuked)

OMFG SO GLAD SOMEONE WANTS TO TALK ABT HOW AFFECTIONATE YOU’D GET BC OF THIS TOWARDS THE LINKS (anduseitasanexcusehahai mean what? whatd i say??)

There’s only 2 types of Links in this hyrule(s):

Who’s already down with being cuddled at the slightest/not so slightest inconvenience??:

Wild

(unsurprisingly, also if anyone teases him he just teases right back that not only is it “for survival”, but also look he’s “getting Guide Cuddles™️ and You’re Not” lmao,

would sleep right up against ur bedroll every night if u let him, likes when you commit to the cuddle (even if he goes a little red), like wrapping arms + legs around him, adores fireside cuddles, has said on multiple occasions that nothing makes him feel safer than holding onto you, and how he can’t go back to doing things like this on his own anymore 😭😭😭

his favorite cuddle is whatever you give him LMAO u can always count on Wild if your ever feeling like u need to cuddle smth blonde and cute lol - he constantly offers or initiates it himself <33 )

Sky

another unsurprising one, his favorite time to cuddle is when it’s cold outside, or windy, and he can just get under a blanket and take a nap with you,

esp if it’s both and he can convince you to lay partially on him for heated + weighted human blanket purposes, he’s literally staring at you with sparkles in his eyes as soon as a breeze goes by lol

his Loftwing/Crimson wasn’t rlly able to fly u long distances u find out!! :( Hylians are just so light that ofc that explains why they can ride these pelican/ostrich creations for hours, whereas the bird can only rlly manage 20 minutes of low flying with you (+ Sky) on its back, but that’s fine, bc u figured out how to “shield surf” rlly fast down slopes to keep up with Sky flying low, and by “shield surfing” i mean, shocking Wild into jaw-dropped silence as he watches you fly by completely barefoot 👍

(after all, ur skin has to be pretty tough/thick to be able to handle the weather/environmental conditions, and finding out u can withstand lava? yeah this is nothing turns out)

secretly loves piggyback rides, but never asks, u just see him get this look in his eyes, and shuffling in place just behind you lol

Wind

touch starved, but what Link isnt lol

his favorite is piggyback rides, since he was raised by his grandma, and there weren’t a whole lot of close, young adults to pick him up as a kid

so now, he takes FULL advantage of u being able to easily pick him up lol

one time u guys were going uphill while a pleasant breeze was blowing-

actually it was gale force winds.

but ur you, so it took Wind flying backwards into you to realize. he also screeched at you for “ABANDONING ME- YOURE GONNA MAKE ME, A LITTLE GUY LIKE ME, CRAWL UP THIS?? HOW COULD YOU-” you give him piggy back rides whenever it’s windy.

will treat u like his own personal ship whenever ur both in the water, which consists of him yelling sailor terms like “turn starboard! raise the sails!” while sitting on ur shoulders while u get slammed (gently buffeted, really) by waves

Hyrule

shy, shy, shy, shy-

the quintessential:

“👉👈 🥺 is it okay, if we maybe hug rn?? I'm just rlly cold, and i know u said you didnt mind, and I saw Wild and Sky just laying on you, sorry if this is weird-”

Hyrule, sweets, you literally love him more than life itself, of course you’ll cuddle the fairy boy

the more excited he gets = the more likely to jump on ur back/wrap his arms around ur waist happily, esp since he’s an extra cutie patootie and will subconsciously seek u out if the environment gets a little rough

Sets an Amazing example for the other Links, not too clingy when ur busy, great at latching onto ur back when things get tough for him, asks politely and thanks you everytime he gets down <3

Hyrule is eternally fascinated by whatever u do, u just walk thru flood waters like it’s nothing and while the rest are used to it by now, he’s the only Link looking at you like your some kind of god 💗💘💖💕🙈

accidentally squeezed ur arm muscles one time when he saw u doing that thing where u curl ur arm and Wind/Wild were able to hang off of it,

you both just stared at each other for a solid minute before his ears turned down and he went completely red and apologized profusely for 5 minutes, before you just scooped him up too lmao (his face after tho)

Four

depending on the cuddle he gets shy sometimes, even worse if more than 1 Link is looking at you two, in which he will attempt to escape ur arms.

keyword being attempt.

you just wrap ur legs around him and trap him instead lol

likes to cuddle you somehow where he’s not in the way but you can keep doing whatever it is you were busy with

if he splits, then u can fucking bet Red is the first to dive into ur chest- unless there is literally, actively, a threat right in front of him, he’s going for it lol, Green loves to wrap his arms around one of yours and just hang off u all day, Blue will wait until ur sitting somewhere and flop on ur legs to purposely trap u there, the little shit, and Vio just likes hugs. he’s such a sweetheart, he just loves being wrapped up and wrapping you up 🥺

And who must be Convinced. (most to least)

Legend

fully expected,

silly man thinks he’s above love and cuddles, and all the good things in life LMAO came for ur throat again

it'll be below-freezing temperatures, in a cave with a barely there campfire, a blizzard outside, the other heroes complaining at him to just get under the blanket so you’ll get under the blanket,

bc you two are just doing that thing where 2 characters have like a table between them and are fake-out dodging left and right to try and catch the other lmao

is most susceptible to cuddles when he’s tired/injured/sick/sleepy.

it’s a cold morning and u just scootch the Links into a pile and use him as a pillow lol, and as long as no one, not even gods, perceives you two, he’ll let you stay

ok but you definitely caught him from falling into lava one time while on Death Mountain, and had to bridal carry him across half a lava lake back to shore, hehe,

Legend swore everyone there to secrecy on their own graves and favorite items

also refuses to let Ravio know of ur human advantages lol

he just wants the attention on himself as much as he can in between the other Links, no need for more competition

Time

silly man just doesn't think of his needs including affection/emotional comfort,

he only rlly initiates when the circumstances are dire, like gale force winds that he can barely walk thru/starting to slip, desert heat getting to him thru his armor and needs ur cooling touch, etc.

he keeps it as professional as he can, like wrapping an arm around ur shoulders, but you just snatch him by the waist and pick him up half the time, was surprised at first, chain giggled at him, then complained lightly, finally just accepted his fate anytime he touches you lol,

YES you have given him a piggyback ride, when a flood of water burst a dam during a battle/the other Links got out but Time didn't bc of his heavy armor,

so u yoink him up and just stood ur ground against the raging waves and climbed a rock until u weren't submerged anymore, poor guy was so worn out from the battle + the flood that he just let you carry him all the way until u camped for the night, and secretly took a nap 😭

like Legend he can be convinced to rely on u when he’s already vulnerable like sleepy/tired/injured/sick, but he does find himself secretly appreciative someone in the group can just lift his heavy ass in full armor/or someone else if it gets bad enough,

got converted and no longer has to be convinced usually, he just doesn't initiate much so u have to lol

Warriors

YET ANOTHER SILLY MAN!!

whats with all these idiots neglecting themselves, both physically and emotionally??

like boy u cant stand the heat of a desert or blizzard, just let in the cuddles 👹

similar to Time, just more vocal abt how appreciative/advantageous it is to have someone to be able to carry comrades out of harsh conditions or battles easily.

Did Not think abt this applying to himself until you literally swept him off his feet like a classic damsel in distress- mans let out a shriek after taking a second to process everything LMAO-

Loudly and Dramatically complains abt u coming to cuddle him, both just to love on him, and to heat him up in a rainstorm, but hugs you back and holds onto you anyway hehe.

Became the 2nd person to find out you’re immune to lightning.

See, everyone heard Legend talk abt u getting struck in a storm in Wild’s hyrule, but no one really came to full terms with it bc they didn't see it. Warrior is now a full believer. He actually got the closest to pissing his armor he ever has in all of his battles bc he forgot abt the metal in the storm = bad idea, until it was too late and u guys were trying to retreat to regroup, bc there were too many black-bloods, only to get full body tackled by you to avoid getting hit by lightning.

You had to bridal carry him for a minute after bc u just got back up after being hit, (it just felt like you rubbed ur body on the carpet and touched a metal wall, like a full body small static shock) bc he was in such a state of literal horror/shock,

Wars saw your life flash before his eyes 💀

Twilight

HA HA HA- HE NEEDS THE LEAST AMOUNT OF CONVINCING LMAOOO

goofy wolf man has wolf instincts that help ur case as to Why You Need to Pet Twilight’s Hair and Hold His Hand at All Times if Possible.

main reason Twi’s here is bc he thinks his height + weight = him not needing u to hold onto/cuddle as much, and he would be proven wrong HA

actually gets all blushy/shy anytime u pick him up, freezes like a puppy who’s gotten scruffed too lol

likes a lot more casual touch/cuddles, like arm around ur shoulder or his, sitting with legs touching, leaning against u when he’s cold, etc.

omfg funniest thing abt Wars/Time/Twi is that they’re the tallest out of the Links, so they make for extra fun when picking them up, cuddling etc.

but the best thing ever happened one time when Twi was still recovering from the Shadow’s wound, it got reopened/ached so bad he couldn’t run, but u all were trying to retreat at the moment bc Big Boss,

and u just snatched him up into a piggyback ride, his legs comically sticking out, but the best part was that Hylians are light.

so you were able to run full tilt adrenaline powered run, to the point you surpassed the other Links ahead, and had everyone laughing and simultaneously trying to conserve their breath to keep running LMAO

Twi grew up tall/bigger than kids his age, and is another victim of “no adult figures to pick him up when he was younger”, so he gets this little giddy smile when u pick him up lol <3

the first time u put him in a bridal carry for smth like river rushing waters, mans blushed, stuttered abt smth the whole time, and then didnt let go after you tried to put him down, u didnt have the heart to insist, so u just carried him around half of the day 😭

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sorry some have less than others, its nearly 2am I'm just riffing kicking my feet and shit, so I'm not being very thorough

i hope u liked my spiral into blonde twink insanity (well theyre kinda on a spectrum of twinkness)

anyway goodnight, and have a great weekend!!

to the 2 other ppl who sent asks, ill get to you soon and thank you sm for sending stuff :’)

Please feel free to send asks for requests or just to chat :)

Peace out,

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[k-aemi]

alr so if you’re okay with this kind of request i’d like to request a fic in which scara is afab!! i’ve seen many people headcanoning him as transmasc and it kinda grew on me :)) i think he’d be sub and enjoy oral but at the same time also less vanilla things like being tied up, restrained, blindfolded.. idk i’ll leave the rest to you :D

please feel free to ignore my request if it makes you uncomfortable! have a nice day or night<3

this idea is so good anon ! yes i also like to think he would like being restrained...hes always demanding you to eat him out and stuff omg i have so much thought into this. you also have a good day/night! excuse if this seems so messy, ive never written a trans fic... forgive me o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

jealousy┊scaramouche

PAIRING ┊trans!scara x softdomf!reader GENRE ┊ smut. WC ┊ 1.4k+ WARNINGS ┊ (in this case this is wanderer, but i will call him scara!) , praise , pussy eating(receiving and giving.) , needy scara , tied up , lowercase intended!!! SYNOPSIS ┊ partnering up with kazuha to work with your mission, scara gets jealous, thinking you were going to leave him for kazu...or maybe have more fun around kazuha. you and kazuha are good friends, always play fighting and joking with each other, scara cant stand the thought of you enjoying someone else, so he gets jealous and demands you to eat him out. A/N ┊ written by kam , hope you guys enjoy !

the bustling paths of inazuma were alive with activity as you strolled along, your footsteps in sync with the rhythm of the city. your mission for the day was to work alongside scaramouche, but you couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment when you learned he had asked kazuha to accompany you instead.

"looks like it's just you and me today," kazuha remarked with a mischievous smile, his amber eyes sparkling. "let’s make the best of it, shall we?"

you nodded eagerly, having grown fond of kazuha's company over the past few weeks. his carefree nature always brought a sense of joy to any situation. as you embarked on your mission, you and kazuha engaged in playful banter and light-hearted teasing, each teasing comment met with laughter.

little did you know, scara was watching from a distance, his eyes following your every move. He couldn't help but feel jealousy rising within him. his blunt, cold demeanor masked a deeper vulnerability, and the thought of you enjoying someone else's company didn't sit well with him.

as the day wore on, scara’s jealousy escalated. he began to repeatedly mutter under his breath, his words filled with bitterness. "why is everyone drawn to her? can’t they see i’m right here?" he grumbled, unable to hide his frustration.

meanwhile, you and kazu were completely engrossed in your mission, unaware of scara’s growing resentment. the sun painted the sky in shades of orange and pink as evening settled in, casting a warm glow on the city. the mission had been a success, but scara couldn't find any solace in that.

finally, unable to contain his envy any longer, scara confronted you as you bid farewell to kazuha with a hug. scaras features contorted with frustration, his voice tinged with a mix of anger and vulnerability. "why do you always have to seek attention from others? can’t you see i’m here too?" he snapped, annoyance evident in his tone.

taken aback by his sudden outburst, you looked at scara, his harsh words only fueling your confusion. "scara, what are you talking about? kazuha and I were just having fun. it doesn't mean I don't appreciate your presence. you paired me up with him, so why are you being like this?!"

"youre being wayy too fucking touchy with him! and exchanging jokes too like as if you dont have me." he crossed his arms, while he puffed his cheeks out, signifying he was irritated. "scara, were just friends and you know that! plus he already has lumine!" you put a hand on your hips.

"yeah but no need to hug him! if you want someone to hug, im here." his forehead popped a vein, clearly telling that he was pissed the thought of you hugging someone other than him. "ugh, im pissed off now. if you enjoy time with him more then get with him." and that made you scoff.

"scara i never said anything about enjoying more with him! look...are you just..jealous?" you came to that conclusion...why else would he be mad, he never acted this way before.

"im not jealous! it was just a violence impulse that took over for a second." he would scoff before shifting his hat to block his face. "so in other words, jealous." you couldn't help but chuckle, and in that moment, he roughly clasped your wrist.

"well im pissed and pent up now! help me." with an effortless grace, he swept you up in a bridal-style embrace, then lifted both of you, soaring towards the direction of your shared abode. "wha-" was the last word you said before he took off.

sooner or later, you both reached your abode, scara gently places you down, harshly grabbing your wrist again. "ah-scara that hurts." your wrist ached at the sides, but your complaints fell on deaf ears as he continued to pull you into the house, heading for your shared room.

you would sigh, before finally speaking. "what do you want? cuddles? kisses?" the echo of scaras firm footsteps resonated through the house as he led you to the room. he harshly pulled you into the bed with him. "eat me out." his words left your eyes open wide.

"seriously..? now?" you eyed at him, intertwining gazes. "im pissed about that kazuha dude, so help me out here!" he can already be seen taking off his garments, till the only armor left visible on him was his black under-suit. "hurry.." he would grab your head, lowering it down to his aching pussy, begging for you to lick and suck on.

"dont order me around." you push his hand off you with a sigh. "ill make it up to you alright..? even though it wasnt my intents to make you jealous.." you whispered the last part. "well then hurry up! need to cum, and we havent been able to do it for so long since you were so fucking busy with missions!" you let out a chuckle. "i know im sorry."

you would move the suit that would cover his heat, revealing his pussy, pustulating on nothing but air. "so eager to be touched already." "mmh hurrryy." he would buck his hips towards you, running out of patience. "now now, no need to hurry, lets make this more exciting for you, mkay?" you eyed at him, before heading to the nearby table stand, you deftly opened the drawer, revealing two soft, neatly folded cloths. with a quick and precise motion, you reached out and secured them in your grasp.

scara rubs his thighs together, looking so...excited. he was biting his lips as he couldnt contain his thrill, he always loved the thought of being tied up. "do you want to try th-" "yes, please." he said with no hesitation. to be honest, you didnt think he would be up for this, so, there you bind his wrists together and then secure a blindfold over his eyes. the thought of not knowing where you would touch next had aroused him so much.

before scara can even say 'hurry', you tongue was already on his clit. sucking and swirling the soft muscle on it. "mmghff~!" scara muffled out, shuddering in pleasure as he moans out. traveling both of your thumbs to his folds, spreading them as you glide your tongue sensually along it. emitting pornographic moans from scaras lips. thighs quivering from the way your tongue skillfully pleasures him.

bucking his hips towards your face more, you take this as in he wanted more...inserting your tongue inside while your thumb caressed small circles on his clit, it sent him into an intoxicating whirlwind of pleasure. eliciting moans here and there. his head thrown back as his hands tried to find something to take hold on.

scara could almost cum on the spot right now...just a bit more and..there you halt your movements. "huh..? hey, whyd you stop..." he would whine, bringing his own fingers to stimulate his clit, but you slap it away. "no touching yourself, plus, im all worked up too." you say and he can hear the sounds of clothes shuffling and falling onto the ground. "lay down." you commanded and he obliged.

and there, youre on top of him, you ass facing him, laid on top of his heat as his arms were secured around you, creating a 69 position. "do it together mk?" he nods eagerly and already starts eating you out like he hasnt eaten in years. your thighs trembles, but that didnt stop you from sucking his clit again. sucking, licking, and fingering his bud had him feeling satisfied, even forgetting why he was pent up in the first place.

moans emitting from your mouth due to the way hes sucking your clit, not even stopping to take a break. stimulating you so hard youre almost at your climax, but you hold it in, wanting to come together with scara. the smell of sex and sweat is filled in the air, tasting his sweet, sweet juices, the flavors dancing delightfully on your tongue. "nnghf! y/n...gonna cum..!" he mutters out, sending vibrations to your clit.

"together..!" were the last words you said before both of the individuals squirted on each others faces. sucking and lapping up the juices that were dripping out. moans and grunts escaping from your lips, and scara tried catching up with his breathing. he let out a sigh, his breath escaping in pants. wet patches staining the bedsheets.

getting off of him, you plop your worn out body next to his. "enjoy?" gently removing the restraints, you tenderly caress his soft cheeks "yeah, whatever." chuckling before kissing his lips. "im tired. lets sleep now." he would mutter out before snuggling himself to your neck. cuddling him to sleep. you guys were exhausted already and you could always clean up the next day. scara forgot all about kazuha, now his worries were gone.

requests open!

[shiroichiban]

could i request how the boys would act if they had a crush on someone and how would they try to pursue that person? thanks!

4Town having a crush headcanons~

Robaire:

took him awhile to realise it honestly, he’d probably only gain a crush on someone he’s known for a long time, i.e. good friends/best friends with. but when he does he falls down h a r d

definitely the type to act confident on the outside, he’ll be chatting with you casually and the moment you walk away from him he’s just a mess like “idsmmsdinxks oh my god they’re so cute god, why are they so cute, they’re a fuckin angel I swear to god dismsjdms”

baby you are my… ANGGGEEELLLLL hamtaro meme vibes

once he realises he has a crush on you he definitely acts on it immediately, giving you small gifts like chocolates and flowers, my dude goes all out sappy hopeless romantic in his pursuit of your heart! you two hangout every now and again on a “is this a date?? it’s the two of us together doing mildly romantic, couple-esque things this must be a date right?? but do they think this is a date?? are we dating?!”

yes robaire, you’re on a date.

the two of you love checking out new cafe’s on your “date-not-date” outings! if they offer some kinda couples discount you’ll jokingly take it and smile at robaire as he fucking dies inside cause god he wishes you two were an actual couple

his wish comes true eventually when he confesses to you the day after pandapocalypse 2002!

Jesse:

his kids help him come to the realisation that he likes you, the two of them are just casually colouring on the floor or something as he drinks his coffee then they ask, “daddy are you and (name) in love?”

he nearly does a spit-take and has a whole reflection over whether he has a crush on you or not and once he finishes staring into the abyss for a few second the result is… yeah he fucking does oh lord he’s screwed

honestly not really sure how to go about it since his first relationship with his ex (the one that gave him the twins) didn’t really end up the best, but he figured if he really wanted to try and pursue you he’d do it wholeheartedly

it starts out with him just asking you to do more things with him and his family, accompany him while taking his kids to that new movie they wanted to see, going with them on a walk to the park, visiting the zoo and the aquarium with them and of course taking them to his concerts (he hooks you guys up with free vip tickets everytime 🤩)

one day one of his kids inevitably spills the beans on jesse’s high key obvious crush on you and that’s how he ended up confessing <33

Tae Young:

que twice’s what is love here because tae young’s crush on you was obvious to him from the moment he met you, his cheeks get all pink and he ends up acting cuter than he usually does for no reason at all!

now of course him being cute is a given but he ends up vying for your attention even more!! he wants your love and affection even if it’s just platonic for the moment 24/7

(the 4Town members are all in on their little tae tae’s secret crush so they try to give him a lil push and shove every now and again by giving you two alone time)

he invites you to help take care of his doves all the time and at one point you jokingly said “aww we’re like their parents”

and tae young deadass looks at you with sparkles and hearts in his eyes like, “does this mean we’re dating?!”

you kinda blink for a bit, then you go “yeah sure babe.” before kissing him on the cheek and tae young proceeds to implode

(i’m just kidding he doesn’t implode but like he gets on the verge of fainting from happiness so it’s almost the same thing??)

Aaron T:

honestly aaron t doesn’t even realise he has a crush on you, his thought process is kinda just “oh being around them makes me extra happy so I need to be around them all the time!!”

(he’s just a lil himbo please love him 🥺)

animatedly tells you stories about things he’s seen or heard, or something the other members did that he found funny that day and you love listening to him talk about that! you’re one of the few people out of the 4Town members that genuinely accepts aaron t for himself, excess energy and all

he’s happily talking about you to aaron z when z deadass just tells him, “are you gonna ask them out?” and t just freezes like, “huh why would I ask them out?” z cannot believe t is this oblivious but he continues nonetheless and says, “cause you like them.”

aaront.exe has stopped working

“SO THAT’S WHY I FEEL LIKE I’M ABOUT TO THROW UP SPARKLES WHENEVER I SEE THEM OH MY GOD IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW”

(slight exaggeration of what he said but same vibes yk)

he literally does not wait to call you and confess like it’s 3 am and this damn boy calls you up like “(name) i love you!!” and you’re like “ok bitch i love you too??”

Aaron Z:

he and aaron t are two sides of the same coin, he deadass needs someone to tell him that he has a crush on you for him to realise it

aaron t shows him a video recording of a very risqué choreo that he just finished making and says, “you should send this to (name) i bet this’ll make them blush!!”

aaron z did not envision himself realising he had a crush through aaron t telling him to send you a video of himself dancing—

once he’s made aware of his crush he kinda gets even more reserved and quiet, but also extra blushy which is fun cause you low-key love teasing him 😚

but after a few days of this you get kinda concerned so you corner him in one of his practice rooms and ask him what’s up and when he tries to deny anything the two of you end up getting really close only flustering him even more (i want to imagine you pinning him to the wall and interrogating him but he’d probably overheat if you even attempted that)

“WHAT? DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ME OR SOMETHING JUST SPIT IT OUT?!” “…did you read my mind?” “wait what—“

the two of you are both blushing messes throughout your confession and aaron t may or may not have a picture of you holding hands when you left the practice room

[fallasleepscenarios]

𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓾𝓹 𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼 [bnha headcanons]

what pick up lines do they choose to use when they're on a dare to hit on you? including: bakugo katsuki, kirishima eijiro, todoroki shoto, iida tenya, midoriya izuku, kaminari denki

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bakugo k.

cringes at all of the pick up lines he could find online, but uses the coolest ones he could possibly find... "coolest" according to the guy who nicknamed himself Great Explosion Murder God. shamelessly pulls them off.

─Something’s wrong with my eyes, because I can’t take them off you.

─ Do you want to commit a sin for your next confessional?

─Well, here I am. What are your other two wishes?

─I’d like to take you to the movies, but they don’t let you bring in your own snacks.

─I think there’s something wrong with my phone. Could you try calling it to see if it works?

─If looks could kill, you'd be a weapon of mass destruction.

─What does it feel like to be the second hottest person in the room?

─Did your license get suspended for driving all these guys crazy?

kirishima e.

chaotic neutral energy, as always, kirishima has ZERO (0) shame and his confidence actually pays off "cringe" doesn't exist in his vocabulary. picks the manliest yet cutest lines he could find.

─Do you know what my shirt is made of? Boyfriend material.

─I was wondering if you’re an artist because you were so good at drawing me in.

─If you were a vegetable, you’d be a ‘cute-cumber.’

─The sparkle in your eyes is so bright, the sun must be jealous.

─Do you have room for an extra tongue in your mouth?

─Are you cake? Cause I want a piece of that.

─Did you hear of the new disease called "beautiful", I think you're infected.

─Your lips look so lonely... Would they like to meet mine?

todoroki s.

tries his best to find at least some smart pick up lines, knowing he couldn't find any that wouldn't be cringey. somehow manages to look cool and unproblematic

─You spend so much time in my mind, I should charge you rent.

─I swear someone stole the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes.

─They say nothing lasts forever—so would you be my nothing?

─Are you a time traveler? Because I see you in my future.

─Your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you.

─You must be tired from running through my mind all night.

─Do you have a bandaid? I scrapped my falling for you.

─If you were a triangle you'd be acute one.

midoriya i.

he suCks at picking lines, sucks at using them. at least isn't as bad at this as Iida. 30% probability of success, he's too cute OBVIOUSLY STUTTeRS

─You know, I’m actually terrible at flirting. How about you try to pick me up instead?

─I hope our love will be like the number Pi: irrational and endless!

─Even in zero gravity, I would still fall for you! (a/n: where my izuocha stans at)

─My mom thinks I'm gay, can you help me prove her wrong?

─Do you want to see a picture of a beautiful person? *holds up a mirror*

─You’re so beautiful that you made me forget my pickup line.

─Remember me? Oh, that’s right, I’ve met you only in my dreams.

─Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?

iida t.

is so so bad at this,,, acting natural when assigned anything isn't an option for him his bad and corny choices of pick up lines can only prove how wholesome he is, although he obvs lacks some emotional intelligence in that matter uses formal speech ofc

─I just had to tell you, your beauty made me truly appreciate being able to see.

─You’ve got everything I’ve been searching for, and believe me-I’ve been looking a long time.

─Are you a magician? Because when I’m looking at you, you make everyone else disappear!

─Do you have a map? I keep getting lost in your eyes.

─I hope you know CPR, 'cause you're taking my breath away!

─If you were a library book, I would check you out.

─Are you an astronaut because I think you’re out of this world.

─If you were a tear drop I would never cry for fear of losing you.

kaminari d.

just like kirishima, he has no shame in his choice of words.  however,  there's a thin line between funny cringey and repulsive cringey and that's denki veeeery ambitious

─I can’t tell if that was an earthquake, or if you just seriously rocked my world.

─Any chance you have an extra heart? Mine’s been stolen!

─Are you an electrician? Because you’re definitely lighting up my night! (a/n: lmao ironic i love it)

─I think there’s something wrong with my phone. Your number’s not in it

─If I had to rate you from 1 to 10, I'd rate you a 9, because I'm the 1 you're missing.

─My love for you is like diarrhea, I just can't hold it in.

─If I followed you home, would you keep me?

─I am no criminal but would you mind keeping an eye on me?

special mention:

mineta m.

as expected, overly sexual..borderline offensive tries his best, but not for the best cause

─I was feeling a little off today, but you’ve turned me on again!

─I lost my keys... can I check your pants?

─Are you a trampoline? Because I want to bounce on you.

─Your clothes look so uncomfortable, why don't you let me help you take them off?

[angel-anoetic]

Hello! May I please have fluffy headcannons of Foolish and Punz (separately) having an s/o who loves golden jewelry? Any pronouns work, thank you!

Of course! Thank you so much for requesting; it has given me so much motivation to write! I hope you like them :D

Genre: Fluff Headcanons, /rom

Warnings: None

Foolish

At first, he thought you were a simple person, someone that would never enjoy extravagant items, gifts, or places. Compared to his lifestyle, he loved to get away and go to your house, a small cottage on the edge of Snowchester.

Until the day you came to his summer home. He was nervous, worried it would be too much. But he was so wrong.

“Foolish! This is amazing!” From that moment on, you never wanted to leave the large builds comforted you, and he enjoyed having you around. He began to notice your fixation with gold detailing, the way you studied gold more than any other block.

Today he had come home, more giddy than usual.

“Foolish! Why are you so giggly?”

“You’ll see later!” He had rushed to his private room, not allowing you to come in at all. It wasn’t until dinner that he emerged and entered your bedroom, sitting on the bed in front of you.

“I know that I have been busy lately, and I am sorry for that. However, I think all will be forgiven once you see why.” From his back, he revealed three boxes varying in sizes.

You gasped, “Foolish, you didn’t have to!” He shook his head and laid the boxes on your lap.

“Open them. I really hope you like them.” He smiled.

You took the first box, the smallest of them, and unwrapped it gently. Inside was a small golden ring, sparkling even in the dim lighting of the bedroom. “Oh, Foolish...it’s beautiful!”

“Open the next one! Come on, and I wanna see your reactions!” You grabbed the next one, opening to find a layered gold necklace with multiple golden pendants attached. You had no time to react as Foolish handed the final box to you, by far the largest and heavier.

Once the box opened, it was revealed to be a headpiece similar to the Pharoh build adorned. This left you awestruck. Foolish had been collecting as much gold as he possibly could to make you these gifts.

“Foolish, these are amazing. Thank you so much.” You jumped forward, pulling him into a soft kiss. After you pulled away, you rested your forehead on his.

“I love you...I would do anything for you.”

“I know.” You responded, “I love you too.”

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Punz

It was your love of gold that drew him to you. He never once saw you without some gold adoring you, whether it was earrings, rings, bracelets, name it, and it was almost certain that you had it in your possession. The first date you had begun when you showed up to his tower, asking for one more gold block to finish a piece you had been working on. He had provided it in exchange for an answer: Which is better, gold or silver? Your five-minute rant turned into hours of conversing and debating, which either of you minded.

Eventually, he found pieces of his jewelry missing, all his golden pieces would be gone one night and suddenly being worn by you by the next morning. He loved it, seeing the rings glitter on your fingers, the bracelets and necklaces being too big for you as they were perfectly sized for him.

“Y/N, guess what?” You pulled away from your desk and looked towards him, his face gleaming with pride.

“What’s up, babe?” You stared at him as he handled his shulker box, taking out three small items. “Today, I went mining, and I hit the jackpot!”

He kneeled in front of you and stuck out his hands, holding three rings and a bracelet, all made of gold.

“Punz! Oh my gosh, where did you get the gold for this?”

He shrugged, “Told you I got lucky.” He stood up and placed each piece on you, making sure they fit snuggly.

You admired every piece, the glimmer and shine. “Now you can stop stealing my stuff and where your own.” You scoffed and gave him a peck on the cheek before making your way out of the room.

“That's all I get? I kiss for all my hard work and love?” He wailed dramatically.

“Duh, I have to go show Puffy, she’ll love these!” He stood dumbfounded, and you rolled your eyes and made your way back to him, kissing him one more time.

Both of you held each other close, feeling only yourselves, alone and peaceful.

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[levisgirll]

hi cutie! 💖🥺

i got request for u because i know you'll make an awesome work 🥺 what about Levi's marriage proporsal headcanons/fic? i just thought he will be so sweet~ :D

you don't have to do them if you don't want to!~

take care mina, have a good day 💖🥺✨

𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢'𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

text: Heya An 🥺 tysm for your sweet words and for this amazing request!! and I would GLADY do this request :,) (i rlly hope you like it 💖) Also have a great day!! and make sure to take care of yourself, love you! ✨. this really gave me feels writing this i-

synopsis: Levi has decided to propose to Y/N after such a long tough journey and finally out of the walls. The end of the battle and the war. He wanted to live outside the walls with his only special Y/N. How will he proposal Y/N though? And how will he act?

soft & cute fluff, modern au ♡ —

Finally...Levi is going to do it 'Today'. No more backing away. He had it all planned out and everything. Why was he still...hesitant?

"I wonder how Y/N will react....will they even like the ring I got for them..?" Levi said as he was hold the ring box and looking at it.

'Wait....Will they even say yes?' He put it back on the drawer and start pacing around.

'Ugh...I cant believe this...I am actually being nervous? Fuck...I find killing 40 titans at the same time way easier than this...so much for used to being called humanity's 'strongest' solider'. Fucking hell.'

He stopped, and turned around. 'No...If I don't then someone will take Y/N away from me.' That got him back up and he finally took out the ring box he had there for a month now. He will do it. Today.

Levi is such a private man and he loves that only between you guys. Not really a big fan with bringing everyone together and all, he couldn't even think words clearly when he looks at you and stutters, so how will he do that with EVERYONE here while proposing and saying what he thinks his ‘cliché’ speech? Hell no.

He wanted it to be so special. He wanted to remember this memory and grave that in both of your minds. He was going to propose to his lover this evening.

He had the idea already figured out, and it took him around a month to prepare it and get it perfect. He was doing this all while seeing you everyday, and had to try and hide it from you. Which kind of made you a bit of suspicious. He would usually go out during the afternoon to that 'same' expensive ring shop and stand there for 3 hours trying to pick the perfect ring.

"Um...Sir, I can help you if you would like?" The retail assistant would say as she approached Levi who had such a serious look, as if he was making a life or death decision. "No. I need to pick this, cant be someone else." He would say and his eyes glued to the collection of beautiful rings. He takes a long time to buy that ring just for 'you' that day. Nothing but full of his love all poured into it as he finally picked one.

He called up the people to set up and get ready with the preparation today at 10pm.

After he hanged up, he went to his contacts and pressed 'My Dearest'.

Y/N picked up, “H-Hey Love, how are you hm?" Shit. Why did I fucking stutter, I hate my life. He would say cursing himself under his breathe.

You picked that up, and started to chuckle which made his heart flutter. "I'm alright love! Just out with Sasha and Christa shopping....Is something wrong?"

Levi: "No. Can I see you tonight at 10pm? I will pick you up." Please say yes for this....

"Hmm...Yup sure! See you then, Love you!" You said that so cheerfully that he wanted to see you 'now' and hold you.

"Great. I love you too Y/N." He said that and he was holding his phone so tightly. This is it.

It was 10pm, and Levi has picked you up. You looked so amazing and beautiful to him, that he just stood there and gazed at you so lovely, losing his focus.

You started to blush, "Levi..." you said as you waved your hand at him.

"Oh...Um...You look gorgeous." Fuck Levi why do you keep messing up, I haven't even take them there yet.

Levi then took you to one of the top 10 hotels that they had, but this one was special. It was a beach resort hotel! When you both got in to check in, everything was made in glass, sparkling everywhere. But you were the one sparkling beautifully to him.

"Oh my god Levi...I did not expect this! If you told me we were going to a beach resort I would have dressed up so pretty."

“Tch, dont be silly. You are already pretty.." He said that as his cheeks had a faint red blush.

As you guys checked in, you sat and laid on the bed on your back. “Hmm, so what is the occasion Levi?" You go straight to the point which got him off guard. Of course you would ask.

"Nothing, Just that I remembered you wanted to come here so I decided to take us both here today" His heart was now racing. He was actually going to do it. You looked outside and saw the beautiful beach shore.

“Oh lets go check it out!!". You got excited and got up from the bed.

“No! Not now...lets get comfortable and change. I even bought you a gift. If you want to wear it...and we can head to the beach shore, Hm? Ill see you there.”

Weird. Levi would always go to places with you and he has always waited for you, but today was different.

As you changed to the outfit Levi bought for you, you went towards the sliding glass door to open it and stepped outside to find Levi.

As you stepped outside and wore the sandals that was there, you headed  towards the beach shore which was kind of dark. Not much lights.

“L-Levi..!!” You yelled out, a bit nervous. As soon as you called out his name, lights started to brighten as you were approaching the shore and you see beautiful decorations that was hanged up, full of beautiful roses, lilies and others that were glooming with the light.

You see Levi standing by the shore, and he turned around. “Y/N.”

He called out your name instead of ‘love’ which meant that he was serious.

You started to get worried. What's going on? You stopped and stood beside him looking at him.

“Remember...When we first saw the ocean...and first stood at the beach shore.” He said that as his grey eyes were looking at the waves that were driven by the wind so calmly.

“Yea...I do remember it clearly. It was one of my best moments.”

He continued. “We...won, and some of our comrades survived, but...we did it and got through it and I am glad you are here alive with me.” He started to sound....sad? “I never expected this new lifestyle and to be honest, I am glad I am living it with you by my side....You.” He stopped and turned around to look at you. “Stood by my side till the end Y/N, and believed in me, but...not only that but you also saw me as a human being while everyone thought I was heartless. You gave me hope, and you started to make me feel that I deserved to be loved, and I don't think anyone would have made me feel like this if it wasn't for you.”

You stood there so startled, you eyes started to widen. Is Levi really saying this all...? You knew he was a bit talkative with you only but, this....this is different.

Levi then took out what looked like a seashell..? He was looking at it then, handed it over to you.

“Oh wow, this is so pretty!” You said amazed by how it looked and you looked back at Levi.

“Levi, Thank you for your sweet words...I am so happy hearing that from you.” You said while holding on to it, you couldn't stop smiling.

Fuck just say it Levi. “Y/N, I know I have been the hardest to love....so I want to recreate this beach shore memory with asking you something....”

As he was saying that you noticed the seashell, could open? So you did that...and you saw a beautiful diamond ring shining. You froze.

He held your free hand with both of his warm hands and caressed it, “Y/N, will you...m-marry me?” He said that as he looked directly to your eyes that was open up.

Silence. This made Levi worry so much. He looked down but then noticed tears dripping, which made him look back at you so quickly and you started tearing up as the wind started to blow your hair and the ocean waves crashing.

“Yes...I want to be your Mrs. Ackerman. I want to live the rest of my life with you!!” You said that while crying and this made Levi panic, and he quickly hugged you, covering you with his muscular arms and....he started to cry with you too.

“Y/N, thank you. I won’t fail you, I can’t wait to have moments like this for the rest of our lives.” He went back, and looked at your beautiful face, and proceed to kiss your forehead so lovely.

“Y/N!!! Levi!!” You both got startled and looked to the other side and you saw...all of your friends!

“Oh my god....guys!” You saw everyone from Levi’s squad including Hanji who was screaming out your names and all your friends started to run towards you guys.

You then noticed, the whole beach shore started to brighten and you saw beautiful wedding decorations hanged up, heart balloons, a huge long table filled with delicious savory, desserts and drinks while soft jazz music started to play.

Connie and Sasha rushed with celebration poppers and popped that to everyone and confetti's were all over both of you and everyone started to laugh including Levi.

He actually rented out the whole beach shore just for this special occasion to make a special experience, and even planned a surprise celebration after that with all of your friends.

This went on for what left like forever, and everyone headed back after congratulating both of you and you both went to your beach resort room.

You guys did not sleep that night and actually stayed up together talking about how this special evening went, about the future while holding hands, being cuddled up and leaving each other soft kisses throughout the conversation.

Now, everytime you think or even go to the beach shore, you think of Levi’s amazing romantic proposal. This man really took a long time figuring this out and wanted it special cause you deserved that.

And, whenever you look at his steel grey gaze, you saw the love he had for you, and you saw your soon to be husband that you will spend the rest of your life with.

ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴀɴᴅ it ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇʟᴛᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ !! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅs ᴛʜɪs ᴄ: IF ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ! ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ 🥺 ♥

[occasionaloneshots]

Flowers and Birds

Losers club x Platonic! Fem. Reader (Mainly Stan based, won’t lie)

Watching her cry was something new to the Losers but they would all be there for her. Based off of my Being the Youngest Loser headcanons (I am adoring of my own headcanons and I’ll probably use them again) 

CW: De*th mention/de*th anniversary/birthday of a de*d loved one, pennywise canon mention, Sort of a hurt/comfort maybe you’d call it more mutual comfort?, the word “suffocating”, a (Y/n) who cries early in (I know a lot of people hate that but I’m sensitive and also will cry over “Are you okay”, so sorry)

Word Count: 1.4K

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    The losers club was a safe place for (Y/n), that was something she quickly learned. And in theory she knew that they would understand her being upset about things. Feelings weren’t a silent topic, she had seen Stan and Eddie cry at least twice in the year she knew them, but she didn’t want to show hers around them. She wasn’t exactly sure why she didn’t want them too see her when she was upset. Maybe it was because she was the only girl in the group or maybe it was because they all called her the baby. But regardless of the reason, the girl was stubborn about it. She could handling being with the guys for a few hours, put on a fake smile for them, then she could go home and sob while ignore her jewelry box like it was the plague. Backing out of plans was never something she did, it would tip off the guys that something was wrong. She shouldn’t be alone all day today anyway, right?

      So she put on her best fake smile as she climbed down the clubhouse ladder. The voice of Richie Tozier met her ears as soon as her feet hit the ground. “That’s where that shirt went, thief!” “You gave it to her last time we were at the quarry smart guy,” Eddie’s voice quips back just as fast and on any other day she would laugh about it. “Do you want it back, Rich?” He paused, looking deep in thought, “No, go ahead and keep it. looks better on you anyway. Plus people will think I have a really hot girlfriend.” The wink that followed the words actually earned him a slight smile back. “As if anyone would believe she’s your girlfriend, Richie. People already think she’s kidding when she says that she’s friends with us,” Stan scoffs over at the dark haired boy. He turns back to give her a smile, face falling as he looked at her, “Are you okay, (Y/n)?” 

      The question seemed to break a dam in her. She knew if anyone asked that she would break down and Stan was on the list of people who could read her like an open book. And suddenly she was tearing up, looking away from him but accidently locking eyes with Bill. “Hey, w-what happened?” The second question had her sobbing, she didn’t fully know what triggered it. Before she knew it she could feel some one on all sides of her. Mike rubbing her back and Richie cupping her cheek, Stan and Bill both holding her arms to keep her steady. Eddie trying to force a tissue into her hand and Ben resting a hand on her shoulder. And she was thankful for the fact that she had friends who were that worried about her, but the six of them adding to the already existing heat of the clubhouse and the heat being created in her face made her feel like she was suffocating. “Can I,” she takes a shaky breath, “Can I get a little space?” The guys nod, backing away, she did however take the tissue Eddie was trying to give her. 

      “What ha-happened?” “It’s June tenth,” she gave Bill a sad look, being met with a soft look from him. “Oh,” his voice was soft as he reached back out for her and the girl leans into him. Shaking hands finding their way to the back of his shirt, clinging to the fabric. (Y/n)’s face was pressed into his chest, not crying as hard now but still sniffling, a few tears joining them. “What’s June tenth?”  Bill looks over to Ben with a soft smile, “It’s her sister’s birthday.” It’s also the day that clown got her, (Y/n) thought, finding her fists tightening more around the fabric of his flannel. “You have a sister? Why haven’t we met her?” Ben’s cheery voice held a hint of confusion. Why would someone cry over a sibling’s birthday? “She disappeared on her birthday two years ago,” (Y/n) took a deep breath, “They found her body near the end of that summer with uh,” her eyes cut up to Bill’s, “The other kids who disappeared that year.” Then came the pity. It was a small town, she assumed the other kids remembered the missing posters but then again there was so many who could blame them. 

       Bill rubs her back, not wanting to talk about it, she couldn’t see the way the six boys shared a panicked look. “Hey (Y/n), you want to go get some fresh air?” Stan’s voice was shaky, desperate to get out of the new energy that had been introduced in the clubhouse. “Yeah, yeah, please,” she nods, patting Bill’s arm. He presses a soft kiss to the top of her head before softly pushing her over to Stan. The leader falls back into his seat beside Mike from before, watching the two leave. (Y/n) swears that she hears a soft “do you think she knows about it” from what she thinks is Eddie’s voice but then again maybe she was imagining  it, projecting. Stan lead her towards the park, neither trying to make small talk. And when they got there, he just fell to the ground, legs crossing as he did, almost as if it was habit. The girl followed his actions before pausing, “Would it make you uncomfortable if I laid on you?” Stan shook his head, honestly desperate for some sort of comforting touch. So she laid with her head on his crossed legs,  looking up at his face as she pulled her legs up towards her. 

       “Do you want to talk about her?” The boy was obviously on edge and it bothered her. Did she cause that? “Not really no, the wound’s still kinda open, you know?” He reaches up to touch the scars that line the sides of his face, “Yeah, I get that.” She watches the motion in confusion, “How did you get those?” His shoulders stiffen, “Oh uh, dog attack when I was a baby, I’m still kind of freaked out by them.” She nods, reaching over to grab his bird book off the grass beside them. Stan watches as the girl opens it, laying the bird book on her own chest, “What type do you normally see out here?” He lets out a soft laugh, “Good job changing the subject.” The girl pouts, “No I’m serious, I wanna hear about them, we never hang out alone.” The boy’s dark eyes sparkle a little, the stressed energy seeming to relax off of him in a way that made a small smile rise to her lips. 

     The duo wasn’t sure how long they were there before their friends showed up if they’re honest. Both sort of lost in their own activity. Stan was trying to explain to her what birds were native to their part of Maine but the girl in his lap was honestly lost on the difference between them. Most of them looked like little brown birds to her but she was trying at some point. Now however she was plucking the little flowers (weeds if she was being honest) out of the grass around them, trying to balance them in his curls. Stan trying not to laugh at her actions. “Good to see you two calmed down,” Mike’s voice made them both look up at him. “He’s very comforting,” She nods, “What are you two doing here?” “You two have been gone for two hours. We came to make sure you were okay,” Ben rubs his arm as he speaks, careful of how he choses his words. 

     “We were ga-going back to my how-house to watch a movie, do you ta-two want to join us?” “What movie?” The girl sits up as Stan moves his book from it’s resting place on her. “D-Do you want to choose?” She smiles at him, “You have the Little Mermaid?” “A Disney movie? You really are the baby,” Eddie shakes his head. The girl scoff as she stands up, reaching out to help Stan up, “That’s tough talk for a guy who cried while we watched Dumbo last week, Eddie.” He sputters about to respond before Richie cuts in, “That’s so sweet, our little ones watch Disney movies together Mike, we truly are dads now.” The other boy rolls his eyes, “Sure, you guys ready to go watch a movie now?” (Y/n) and Stan didn’t realize it then, but flowers and birds would soon become their escapes for when they were stressed, and it lead to a closeness that made her feel safe to cry around the boys, her boys. 

[strawberryvanillablast]

Lyrical Dissonance (Giorno X Female!Reader) (Slight NSFW)

For @bebeplum​ 

Sorry, I couldn’t find any other gif that matched :’D

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When he first met her, Giorno thought of her similar to a fairy or a pixie. Delicate, tiny, and innocently adorable with her (e/c) eyes shining. It did come across as a little odd as to why she would want to join the mafia, but Giorno chalked it up for her own personal reasons. After all, he was the same way. But when she joined, he promised to protect her from those who were willing to harm her. Just like he was when he needed to protect Trish. After all, she was a sweet, innocent, cute, and lovely girl lost in a sea of wolves (and Trish). 

Not that she’d ever know, of course. 

After all, it wasn’t as if he had a crush on her or anything. 

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It was a beautiful summer day in Naples and Bruno decided that they would all head out to Libeccio’s for lunch. As they made their way down the brilliantly hot highway, the radio was playing out a tune to occupy their while. Giorno gave an extremely small raise of his eyebrow at the song currently playing. It had some, ah, interesting lyrics to put it mildly. 

I’ll make you hot Make you rock I’ll leave the world in shock  He chanced a glance at Trish who was lip-synching to utter perfection along with Narancia trying desperately to follow along. But as he turned his glance to [Y/N], he blinked in slight shock. She was lip-synching as well and was just as good as Trish. As she continued to sing (or rather lip-synch), Giorno focused on her. 

Lip gloss and lollipop. The way her glossy (h/c) (h/l) hair bounced in time.  Let’s rock I wanna pop. Her plump lips, covered in a gentle pink lip gloss. Can’t take your eyes off of me. The little crinkle of her nose dotted in freckles.  I’m all that you see. The sparkle in her eyes that managed to take his breath. 

“Giorno,” Fugo’s voice whispered. “Giorno, you’ve been staring at [Y/N] for quite a while now. Are you alright?” 

Giorno blinked and turned to Fugo, who raised an eyebrow. Feeling a slight heat to his cheeks, he nodded and turned to look out the window, hoping that nobody would notice. But Narancia and Mista did and they looked at each other with the most devious of smirks. Narancia whispered something in [Y/N]’s ear and [Y/N], bless her heart, nodded with a happy smile.    It was about ten minutes that Giorno’s emotions cooled down some that another song began to play. This time, Narancia, Mista and Trish were singing quite loud at the chorus, to which Giorno and Fugo looked at each other in confusion. Now what was going on? Suddenly, the scent of coconut shampoo made itself known to Giorno. 

“H-Huh...?” 

My lips like sugar.  My lips like sugar.  This candy got you sprung. This candy got you sprung.

Her voice, soft and rich like velvet, was whispering in Giorno’s ear and down his neck. Immediately, his eyes widened and he turned to see starry (e/c) eyes. The plump pink lips that were begging to be kissed smiled in a purely wonderful way. 

So call me your sugar. So call me your sugar.  You love you some.  You love you some. 

She leaned in and whispered in a breathless hush, “I’m sweet like sugar~.” 

Giorno’s heart was racing as that beautiful face neared his, teasing him as those long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings in his face. As his mind overloaded a mile a minute, he felt sweat run down his body and heat flush his face and neck. 

. 

Everyone, sans Bruno who was driving, watched as the Don of Passione himself was turning redder than a hot raspberry pie in the oven. His expression was that of a flustered man who had absolutely no idea what to do in a situation like this. 

A far cry from the stoic boy that brought Passione back to its heroic roots. 

“Giorno,” Fugo waved a hand over the Don’s face. “Giorno, are you okay?” 

“Oh my gosh,” Mista put a hand over his mouth in awe. “I think he’s in shock.” At that, he looked to Narancia who had a similar expression on his face. “I think we might have actually broke this poor man for the very first time.” 

“This just in,” Narancia chirped. “Giorno.exe has crashed for the first time in like ever! Put this down in the calendars or something!” 

 “No need,” Abbacchio smirked, holding a camera. “I recorded the whole thing.” 

[Y/N] frowned. Broke Giorno? She didn’t want to break Giorno. She thought that it would be a great bonding exercise for all of them. Determined to right this, she gently placed her hand on his cheek and caressed it. Oh, it was so smooth! She looked into his eyes, which were in a new dimension. 

.

“Giorno,” [Y/N]’s sweet voice chirped. “Giorno, can you hear me?” She pulled her bottom lip out in a pout and her eyes sparkled. “Oh, Gio. I’m so sorry! I thought it wouldn’t be that big of a deal.” 

“O-Oh, um,” Giorno blinked, looking at [Y/N]. They arrived at Libeccio now. “It’s fine, I promise. None of you meant any harm by it.” He gave a reassuring smile. 

“Thanks, Gio,” [Y/N] smiled. “It means the world to me!” 

And then, she finished it off by giving him a nice, deep smooch on the forehead. 

.

Bruno couldn’t see what was happening, but he heard everything and couldn’t help but smile. Even though Giorno was the Don of Passione, he was still just the same age as Trish and [Y/N], so there was no helping some boyish crush. He hoped that one day, Giorno would be comfortable enough with his emotion brain that he could tell [Y/N] about his true feelings. 

But for now, it would have to wait. Maybe there could be a chance at an internal self-discovery of the romantic heart. 

“A-Ah! Giorno, are you alright?” 

“Quick! Get some water!” 

“Buccellati, Giorno’s brain performed an illegal function and needs to reboot! He fainted!” 

...Or maybe there could be an intervention. That works too!

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I always headcanon Giorno at someone who is very new to the world of romance and thus has no idea what to do. He may be adept at fighting. Romance on the other hand...

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Ikemen Vampire x Reader - “Residents In Modern Times”

Requested by anon: “Hello glorious author-chan! I have a request for you. I have a fun little imagine for you. Can you make an Ikemen Vampire imagine of what their reactions would be like in modern times?”

A/N: I honestly don’t know what this is, like it ended up as the child of a drabble and a headcanon.

Warning: implied smut and nudity (come on Arthur is here)

Napoleon Bonaparte:

He’d be shocked and in awe at the same time.

Wanting to know EVERYTHING about how people live in the 21st century.

Is it a better, easier life? Is everyone treated equally and safe?

He’s astonished by the night lights as well, so bright and beautiful.

It’s absolutely unforgettable and he stays up at night a little longer to watch the busy city below, drinking the beautiful view until he falls asleep. 

Also more content with the clothing fashion.

Yes it’s very unusual to him since he’s not used to it but clothes used to be so uncomfortable, especially for women.

Though he really didn’t feel comfortable with such revealing clothes. 

He’s very cute about it around you though, hiding in your neck with flushed, embarrassed cheeks. 

Leonardo Da Vinci:

Doesn’t show his amazement as much except through his tone of voice.

Wants to know how a phone works.

Surprisingly -- or unsurprisingly --  not having to explain it regularly, he picks up on it very quickly.

He’s very impressed. 

Your days were divided into visiting shops, showing him technologies, public transport, probably every single thing about the city and cuddling in bed and showing him how the TV works because “the mattress is so comfortable”.

Even though you know how comfortable a surface is, never stopped him from falling asleep.

He really likes it in the modern day.

I think he would be one of the residents that would fit in rather quickly and easily. 

Comte De Saint Germain: 

It’s not that much of a shocker for him for obvious reasons but because you’d spent your life in modern day, he got to see your view and had a much positive outlook on it.

Not that it was negative to begin with, he just didn’t pay as much attention to it before and now that he has, it’s eye opening, in a way. 

He loved the sparkle in your eyes as you rejoiced in the things you used to know before you travelled back in time. 

It was a sight for sore eyes. 

He enjoyed visiting with you, even though he spent more time seeing the twinkle in your eyes than being happy over the smaller things. 

Comte is much more open about PDA for obvious reasons and he feels the modern day is something the both of you share as a precious memory now.

Arthur Conan Doyle:

His demeanour is one of someone who’s seen everything already but the huge smile and eyes just showed that he was a little boy excited about discovering everything.

Arthur dragged you around to tell him how things work if he couldn’t pick up on by himself. 

You went to a mall and Victoria’s Secret caught his eye so fast it was S C A R Y.

“Try this sweetheart, and this and this-” 

Yes, despite all your protests, you spent the whole day in the store trying on clothes for him. 

He enjoyed it very much.

Arthur promised he would discover something new with you that didn’t involved being naked.

How nice of him *chokes*

It was a tiring day for you since you did all the standing, changing and displaying for him.

But the night provided to be very rewarding hehe

If you know what I mean

;)

You know what I mean, why am I saying this.

Theodorus Van Gogh: 

He has a similar behaviour to Arthur at first, indifferent behaviour but very curious eyes.

You can tell he doesn’t want to ask questions but wants the answers. 

So you just start talking and explaining things.

He’s a little flushed because he would have told you to stop talking by now but he doesn’t since you’re informing him on everything.

Theo would keep visiting until you got tired and wouldn't hesitate to carry you back to your place and cuddle up on the couch.

Showing him how the TV works but he prefers sleeping in your bed because it’s so comfy and he can hug you.

Vincent Van Gogh:

“WOW!” *sparkly eyes*

Asks you about EVERYTHING

Holds your hand the whole time.

Also he apologises for always inquiring about everything.

Reassuring him that it’s alright.

Proceeds to go back to questioning everything.

Politely asks if you guys can go to an exhibition the next day to see paintings and saying yes.

Very gladly cuddling in your neck and saying how amazing everything is.

He’s too cute T-T

Vincent was smiling in his sleep because he got to discover so many new things with you and he couldn’t express how content he was.

Your heart is constantly melting as he acts like an overjoyed puppy.

He’s forever thankful to you and this will always be engraved in his memory.

Amadeus Mozart:

The pianist can’t physically hide his amazement. 

“Can we go to an instrument store?” 

Holds your hand tightly and keeps you close like he’s protecting you.

When in fact it should be the other way around given that you have lived your entire life in the modern day.

But you already knew that 🤦‍♀️

His eyes light up more than they already did when you enter an empty store and there are three or four pianos. 

Mozart let his fingers caress the smooth surface, taking in all the details of the instruments.

He’s relieved that they didn’t change as significantly as everything else in the world. 

Lowkey wants to buy all the pianos because he wants to try them. 

A very confused boy at attire.

And blushing at how more ‘revealing’ they are. 

He could get used to this.

Jean D’Arc:

He would be in silent shock, staying close to you and looking around in amazement. 

Jean would be pretty shy about asking too many questions, not wanting to bother you.

Reassuring him that it was fine, similar to Vincent.

Jean was somehow more considerate about it, not wanting to bother you with his inquiries.

Whispering questions and trying so hard to try and make sense of things himself, sometimes it works, kind of!!

Like Napoleon, he’s relieved the world is happier and fairer. 

It was a huge shock for him at first, everything was different, but he was fortunate enough to be with you.

Now he reminisces of the experience as a magical moment that will forever be engraved in his memory.

Isaac Newton:

Absolutely astonished.

He has so many questions but he didn’t know where to start.

Similar to Jean, he was a little shy about asking questions and trying to solve things on his own.

Being surprised at how complex things turn out to be.

Isaac has mixed emotions about knowing that the foundation of physics are his three famous laws. 

Because the world seemed overwhelmingly unknown and huge, he nearly clung onto you.

You locked your arm with his, seeing his unease but also not wanting to trouble you.

He felt better instantly and silently thanked you, blushing in embarrassment. 

The first thing you taught him was what a phone was and about the kindergarden/school system.

You reminisce about how he went along into town with Napoleon to attempt to teach children.

It wasn’t a particular detail he would have inquired about but he feels strangely relieved about it.

He was touched by the small details you remember about him and he keeps it in mind.

It was an unforgettable experience for him to have with you.

But something he does not want to let go is the bed, it’s shockingly comfortable for him.

Osamu Dazai:

“Wow, are you seeing this (Not Y/N)-chan?” 

“That’s not my name-” 

“What is this?” 

No shame about asking whatsoever. 

“Miraculous!” 

A lot of him grinning and praising everything and anything, including you.

“You’re delightful (Y/N)-chan, such an interesting answer!” 

“D-did you just call me by my nam-”

“Are you coming (Not Y/N)-chan?” 

“Nevermind,” you grumble, pouting as you follow behind him.

He chuckled, finding you so cute before cupping your cheeks and openly kissing you in public.

Dazai finds even more amusement with how flushed you are for a while as you clung onto his arm, answering questions with a breathy tone.

Despite his second degree humour throughout everything, he’s actually thoroughly enjoyed spending time doing this with you and becoming a treasured memory.

William Shakespeare: 

He was actually rendered speechless for a long while.

Which was unusual for him obviously.

But it was a little disconcerting for him since he always had something to say. 

You couldn’t help but eye him admiring everything.

Despite his unnerving silence, the way his eyes lit up was something that you didn’t know you needed to witness. 

It looked like he found something to look forward to in life. (can’t relate lol)

That thought alone made you hopeful and sad at the same time.

He was always very polite and considerate about inquiring about things. 

As in, he always read the ‘room’ before asking, wanting to stay in your good graces, even though he is already in them.

Finding the bed in your place being painfully heaven-like.

If he wasn’t as invested in learning about the modern world, he would totally examine and savour the beauty that is a bed.

Without you knowing, however, he would spend a lot of time studying you as well.

It was fascinating to him, seeing you enjoying yourself in your natural habitat.

Sebastian: 

I mean he lived there before so there isn’t much to say.

He does reminisce a lot though, all previous memories rushing back.

Just as if the residents were a long dream. 

One thing that surprised him a little was that he enjoyed spending time with you in the modern day so much that it’s in a smal, different compartment in his brain altogether.

Basically nostalgia but also happy new memories.

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FFXIV Write 2021 Day 1

// FFXIV Write Info // Prompts // Master post //

(Heads up, this is LONG. I got kind if carried away as this is an ORGIN STORY! : D Set before ARR so Kien is 18 but is not known by that name just yet. Mentions of  speculated physical and mental abuse if you squint. Some of my personal headcanon’s of Meracydia are present in this! I hope you enjoy!)

Day 1 Forster

bring up (a child that is not one's own by birth).

encourage or promote the development of (something, typically something regarded as good).

Ranald had been to his fair share of places since becoming a merchant, but no place struck him as interesting as Meracydia.

It was a place people scarcely traveled to as it had been rendered a wasteland ever since the Allagan Empire declared war there during the last years of the Third Astral Era; a lot of regions were still uninhabitable to this day and those regions that could be lived in consisted of a rather recluse population that would attack any outsider on sight. However, some of the natives were still open to trade as certain materials from Eorzea were highly sought after and the rare gems found on the southern continent could sell for a hefty sum of Gil in Eorzea but one wrong move in the eyes of the natives meant an ambush or death, so Ranald never stayed for long or ventured too far from the shores whenever he decided to come around to try his luck with a trade.

With every visit, the Hyur could never quite comprehend how natives still lived on the southern continent. The water was always cloudy and murky and the sky was ochre in color with the sun permanently hidden behind a thick haze. The land itself was barren and dry—what remains of standing trees were bare and splintered while the rest were deduced to blackened stumps. In some places, there were remains of structures but none of them were in one piece and most of them were reduced to rubble, but he certainly felt prying eyes on him at several instances and he shuddered to think of who—or what—could be roaming around the ruins.

He and his three fellow traders had been in Meracydia for the better part of three nights with no luck when Ranald finally made the decision to call it quits and leave before any sort of ambush befell them; It was already risky enough to travel without a tribe’s trust to trade with and staying any longer than the initial welcome was just begging for an attack. As he turned to follow his fellow shipmates up the ramp, he felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end; someone had been watching him.

“Who goes there?” Ranald quickly unsheathed his daggers and whipped around, expecting to come face to face with a tribe ready to ambush them but was mildly surprised to find a young Miqo’te staring back at him. He seemed just as startled as Ranald was, his own bow drawn at the ready and a hand resting on the quiver on his back as if he was about to draw an arrow.

“Wait! Wait!” The Miqo’te said hurriedly but still didn’t lower his weapon. “You’re a trader, aren’t you?” His accent was thick but his Common was easy to understand causing more confusion to the Hyur. Usually, it was always the other way around; the natives expected outsiders to understand their language when trading, it was unusual to meet a native who could speak and understand Common.

Questions bubbling, Ranald arched an eyebrow at him. “I am. What have you?” Behind him, he could hear his shipmates rush out to see what going on, but he cocked his head to the side in a silent request to stay back to which they obeyed.

The Miqo’te looked even more nervous than he was before at the sight of the three other people but didn’t move. “I did not come to harm you; I only want to trade…an exchange, if you will.”

 Ranald almost wanted to laugh. “Then why are you brandishing your weapon at me lad?” He asked, watching as the Miqo’te’s expression twist from concern to confusion. “This has better not be a trick and no one else comes out to attack.” He said firmly, watching the Miqo’te eyes widened.

 “I—I wasn’t trying to catch you off guard, but when you suddenly pulled out your daggers, I panicked.” The Miqo’te confessed. “I—I’m not really used to talking with people outside my tribe, so I was unsure how to approach you.” He slowly lowered his weapon and pulled his other hand away from his quiver of arrows. “I promise you, I am alone, and I only seek to trade with you.”

Ranald eyed the boy a bit longer before slowly relaxing his stance and sheathing his daggers. The Miqo’te, who had been watching him carefully, seemed to sag in relief and he quickly returned his bow to his back. Without a weapon shielding half his face, Ranald could finally see how young the lad was compared to him—he looked as if he was in his late teens, maybe the same age as his own son but somehow older and wiser just based off the energy he had about him. His shaggy black hair fell almost completely in front of his right eye, giving Ranald barely a glimpse of it which he could see was amber; a color not like his left eye which was green. He seemed to be traveling somewhere himself as two bags sat behind his feet, and he looked as if he hadn’t gotten any sleep the past few days.

“What’ve you got to trade?” Ranald asked as he descended the ramp back onto the shore. The Miqo’te wordlessly picked up the smaller of the two bags and opened it, inviting Ranald to step closer and look inside. Still a bit weary, Ranald leaned forward to peer inside the bag, nearly gasping aloud at the abundant sparkling gems inside.

“You cannot find these anywhere outside of Meracydia,” The Miqo’te began. “At least, that’s what the other traders told me when I traded with them before…I’ve been collecting them for several years.”

Ranald could hardly believe it. There had to be at least twenty or more gems inside the bag and the Miqo’te was right: they were rare ones he’d never found in Eorzea before—this was more than what he’d ever traded in the past. But…he knew he didn’t have anything worth the amount offered in goods to trade. He looked up with a questioning stare. “What can I give you in return?”

“Passage on your ship,” The Miqo’te replied confidently as if he had rehearsed the line several times before. “While I do not know where you’re bound to next, know that I you needn’t worry about lack of provisions as I have my own and I will do any necessary work during the journey.” He spoke with confidence but once again his fidgeting hands and tense shoulders gave away to his nervousness—had he been denied before? What fool would turn down a bag of rare gems for an extra passenger on the way back? Nay, there was something more to this and Ranald felt a need to know why.

“What’s your name lad?” Ranald asked but the Miqo’te stayed silent as he bit his lip in hesitation. Ranald’s expression softened, deciding to not press it further. “Well, you can tell me when you’re ready—it’s a long journey back to Eorzea so there’s plenty of time to share life stories.”

“Eorzea…? The place I’ve heard stories about…have seen in...” The Miqo’te trailed away and bit his lip to prevent himself from speaking any further. “You’ll have me then?” He looked back up; hope swimming through his eyes that caused Ranald to smile warmly.

“Aye, climb aboard!” Ranald smiled as he gestured to the ship. “These three here are Mikiah and Arlix,” he gestured to the short brunette Hyur to his left and the tall blonde Elezen to his right before turning to the brunette Miqo’te standing at the top of the ramp. “That there is U’vhana Tia and I’m Ranald.” The three friends all raised their hands in a gesture of greeting looking confused but welcoming all the same. Ranald watched as the young Miqo’te eyed them wearily before nodding his head in greeting. “We leave as soon as we fire up the ship, don’t want to lose any more of this daylight—if you can call it that.” He waved his hand absently with a smile as the Miqo’te gathered his remaining bag and followed them up the ship and they took off.

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For the first half of the journey, Ranald watched the young Miqo’te bemusedly as he seemed to go through an array of emotions over the course of seconds—fear from the airship beginning to fly, excitement when he saw a blue sky, probably for the first time in his life, and then, he seemed to settle into his thoughts as the ground below grew smaller and smaller and they sailed through the clouds.

As the day stretched into evening, the Hyur left the Miqo’te alone, sensing he was still nervous from everything that had just occurred while the man himself was still in bewilderment of it all. He essentially just helped a kid run away from his family, and his friends didn’t even question him! He wasn’t what exactly possessed him to agree to such an absurd trade but judging by the relief on his face once he invited him on board, he supposed he couldn’t blame him for wanting to get the hells out of the wasteland. But what about his family? Wouldn’t they be searching for him? Would it even be safe to return to Meracydia again knowing there may or may not be a tribe on the lookout for their lost family member? And that scar on his eye…Ranald hadn’t missed glimpsing that but chose to not ask him about it either. Was that why he wanted to run away from his family?

The Hyur sighed, running a hand through his graying hair. Such speculative thoughts would have to wait! Mayhap he could get some questions answered over dinner. Deciding to do just that, he ensured his friends were all tended to with the ship and made his way up to the deck where he spied the Miqo’te leaning over the ship wall and watching the stars. Just as he made way to approach him, the boy suddenly went rigid, his hand flying to his forehead as if he was in pain. By the time Ranald was able to get to his side to help keep him steady as he staggered, he was coherent again but a little pale.

“I must’ve gotten too excited and gave myself another headache, but it passed.” The Miqo’te looked down as if he was ashamed and slowly stepped away from Ranald’s hovering hands. Ranald furrowed his brow and gently placed a hand on the Miqo’te’s shoulder, not failing to notice the slight jolt that went through him.

“Another headache? These’ve happened before?” Ranald couldn’t help voicing the question aloud and the Miqo’te flinched as if he was expecting to get yelled at. Ranald’s face softened as he quietly asked, “Are you alright?”

That question seemed to take him by surprise, and he looked up to meet Ranald’s worried expression, blinking in bewilderment. “Ah—I—I’m fine,” he stuttered before looking away again in embarrassment. “Sorry, could I maybe sit down for a bit? I’m feeling very sick.” Ranald carefully guided him down to a chair and quickly fetched one of his water skins, offering it to the boy with a gentle nudge. He cautiously accepted it and took a few sips before leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes.

 Ranald watched him carefully for a bit, trying to figure out the right then to say as he sat down in the chair across from him. “Have you heard of the Echo before?” He finally asked. When the boy shook his head, he smiled warmly. “I don’t know much about it myself unfortunately, but I’ve heard what it can be like—headaches—like the one you just had—and if I’m not mistaken, you saw something, didn’t you?” The Miqo’te’s brow furrowed as he nodded his head.

“How—how did you know?”

“Your eyes glazed over for a good minute as if you were watching something,” Ranald explained. “When you’ve been traveling around for as long as I have, you meet a few people with the Echo every now and then. Who knows, maybe you’ll become one of Hydaelyn’s chosen and save Eorzea in her time of need like those ‘Warriors of Light’ did during the calamity five years ago!” He chuckled fondly, a memory of his son excitedly talking about the fables springing to his mind.

“Hydaelyn’s chosen? Warriors of Light?” The Miqo’te questioned.

“Aye, the rumor goes that they’re the ones who the Mother Crystal chose to bestow her blessin’ to and they showed up during the Battle of Carteneau and promptly vanished after some big ol’ flash—no one has seen ‘em since. My son would always tell me about an adventurer he met—Kieron, I think—he believed he may have been one of those warriors.” He smiled fondly. “My son was frail and sickly; he didn’t get to travel around as often but Kieron would trade with me often and helped fill that void for him—kept him company and told him all about his grand adventures before taking off on the next one.” He paused, feeling his heart twinge in sadness.

“My son passed away before the calamity, bless his soul for not having to witness that battle, but… I cannot help but wonder if Kieron really was a ‘Warrior of Light’ like my son thought he was because after the calamity, I never saw him again either.” Ranald let out a sigh as he brought his gaze to the starry sky above. “I’d like to think he and my son are off on their own grand adventure somewhere now—mayhap I’ll see them both again someday.” He fell silent as turned his gaze back to the Miqo’te. “Can I ask you why you won’t tell me your name?”

The Miqo’te hesitated for a moment, his eyes casting down to his boots as he wrung his hands. “It’s Roh’to,” he began quietly. “I rather not be called by it anymore…I just want to get away from my tribe. They…did not make me feel welcomed and I’m not proud of my tribe name. I just want to start anew.”

Ranald reached up to scratch the stubble on his chin with a nod, his speculation about the relation to his scar and family slowly piecing itself together. “Then I suppose we’ll have to find a new name for you then.” The Miqo’te looked up, his expression a mixture of confusion and awe. “Take all the time you need to think of it but what I really need to know is what you plan to do once we get to Gridania.”

“I—I don’t know,” The Miqo’te confessed as he looked down again. “I truthfully didn’t even think I’d get this far in the first place…not a lot of traders were as willing as you to believe I wasn’t trying to trick and ambush them.”

“Used to be a pirate,” Ranald laughed. “Easy for me to tell when someone is lyin’ to me.” He leaned forward and clasped his hands together. “Tell you what, you can stay with me for a bit, just until you get yourself situated. There’s a few people I think you should meet anyways in regards to that Echo of yours.”

The Miqo’te jerked his head up and stared at him in disbelief. “Truly? I…I won’t be a burden to you?”

Ranald shook his head with a laugh and leaned back. “O‘course not! ‘Sides, I could use the company with how quiet my house has been lately.” His expression softened, somehow knowing this was the right decision to make.

The Miqo’te seemed on the verge of tears as the corner of his lip tugged into a small smile. “I promise to do my part and help out in anyway I can, you won’t regret this.”

“No expectations, just be yourself.” The Hyur smiled and stood, giving a small nudge to the Miqo’te’s shoulder, noticing that he didn’t flinch this time, a sign that he was already feeling more comfortable than before. “You take all the time you need to figure that name out, and I’ll get some dinner prepared…get some sleep too, it’ll be a while before we get to Eorzea.”

He turned on his heel to retreat down into the hull, but before he could descend the stairs, he heard the boy call out, “Ranald?” The Hyur paused with a hum to indicate he was listening. “I thought about what my new name could be.”

“Oh?” He turned to face the Miqo’te again.

“Kien.”

A smile spread across Ranald’s face, his heart filling with warmth. “Well Kien, it’s nice to finally meet you.” 

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Teeth || Demetri Volturi x Reader ||

A request from @volturidoll13 that is continued from this headcanon right here ——-> Demetri Reacting to a Stimming Reader <——-. I hope I’ve done you justice once more with this one chickadee :D </b>

Part 2: This fic

Part 3: Control (fic)

Warnings: TW for anxiety. Readers stimming will stem from anxiety, if you are having a rough time with yours right now be careful reading this one, and please know you’re not alone! I guess maybe a warning for biting to? There’s some biting going on.

Words: 2620

Summary: It’s been a little over two months since Demetri discovered your stimming. He’s remained vigilant ever since, keeping your anxiety at bay with a whole host of tips and tricks he’s learned over the course of your time together. The one thing he cannot stop is the march of time, and yours is running out fast…

You weren’t sure what had made you so nervous back then, why Demetri finding about your autism was such a big deal, why you were so afraid your stimming would be an issue between you both, that your anxiety and it’s side effects would somehow ruin his perception of you. In reality, telling Demetri the whole truth had been the best thing you had ever done. His sensitivity was astounding to you, because he really was diligent in checking in with you and keeping things as calm as possible in your now shared room – your baths had become a now weekly occurrence. He never treated you like you were made of porcelain either despite all his little interventions, no, he whole-heartedly encouraged your every attempt to explore and integrate yourself into the Volturi with your new found confidence, but when you needed the support he was always prepared.

Your newfound confidence came with a price.

After just a week of venturing out of your shared room you had been called to the throne room, a terrifying moment in itself given you had met them only once before to explain why you hadn’t been bleeding out with the rest of your tour group on the floor, and Aro had taken your hand with a sickly smile before joyfully exclaiming something in Italian you had had no idea how to go about translating. That was two months ago, and now you had only a single month left to live before you joined them in their immortality, perpetually frozen as you were, never moving forward, never evolving. The concept was terrifying given the stories you’d heard of newborns. You didn’t want to hurt people or be that volatile little newborn who became violent on a whim. You didn’t want to feel the inferno in your throat begging you to commit unspeakable acts of cruelty against a race you were currently still apart of.

A month left of mortality.

A month left before you became someone entirely new.

Felix’s sudden grunt snapped you out of that particular reverie, and you blinked at the bright sunlight invading your eyes despite the shade you had situated yourself in under a twisted old red maple, planted in Didyme’s honour oh so long ago and still going strong thanks to Aro’s tender loving care. They had chosen to sit beneath the branches simply because it made their skin sparkle less, which was far easier on your eyes and far less distracting since you had a tendency to try and rub off Demetri’s sparkles, like they were glitter on his skin you could just remove. Jane was smiling at your giant friend, whose teeth were clenched tight before he suddenly relaxed and shot her a glare.

“Now now children play nicely.” Demetri chided from beside you. He’d been sat a while, smoothly redirecting conversation from you when he saw your attention falter. You had been zoning in and out a lot the past few days, your mind clearly elsewhere. He’d kept half an eye on you as the twins debated a book they’d been reading the past week, Felix teasing them as was his usual manner until Jane caved to the temptation to cripple him with her trademarked glare. You clearly were not okay, but you hadn’t come to him to say as such just yet, so he’d not pressured you into talking. Perhaps after this afternoon he should? You usually jumped at any chance you got to spend time with them all, enjoying the social interaction after the long days you spent either studying Italian or with them absent performing duties you would soon help them undertake.

“What do you think Y/N? You said you’d read The Hunger Games before, what do you think of the idea that the death of Primrose is symbolic of the death of the last of Katniss’s innocence?” Alec questioned. The boy was equally as perceptive as Demetri, having found himself insatiably curious since the day Demetri had quietly spoken with them about it to ensure they didn’t harass you, and consequently had gone on to read everything he could get his hands on about your condition. It was painfully obvious to all of them your head wasn’t in the conversation but none of them brought it up, instead finding ways to lead you seamlessly back into the group when you wandered off. Your brows furrowed as you tried to think over Alec’s question, but your mind was pulled in too many directions at once. You were so focused on the dark thoughts swirling around your future immortality that your mind struggled to conjure the image of the book cover, never mind its contents.

“Erm…I don’t really…she lost it way before that.” You stumbled your way through the answer and it was audible to everyone there the way your teeth clanked together when your jaw clenched. You did your best not to flinch as Demetri cast you a concerned glance. You’d been doing that a lot, your teeth gnashing and grinding as you clenched your jaw over and over. It was a tic he had seen before, though not quite as frequently as this, and it set alarm bells ringing in his head as a thousand articles and memories hit him full force. Alec hummed, not looking entirely like he agreed with you while Jane grinned, triumph in her eyes.

“Ha! See brother, I told you!” she didn’t seemingly notice the way you flinched, teeth gnashing audibly once more at her exclamation. Alec’s face was immediately taken over by a scowl, and the pair were bickering once more while Felix watched on with obvious amusement. Demetri had given you his sole attention instead, tuning out their argument to instead take notice of the way the muscles in your jaw moved, your gaze distant and entirely unfocused as you lost yourself to your thoughts again. He didn’t actually think you were aware of the way your hand moved until he gently snatched it mid-air. You blinked, staring uncomprehendingly at the frozen fingers clasped around your wrist, centimetres from your open mouth that you quickly snapped closed. Demetri made no comment after that, sliding his hand up to intertwine your fingers together and squeeze your palm lightly.

You squeezed back with a weak smile, mentally already berating yourself for your behaviour. You hadn’t even noticed you were about to bite yourself but now you had you could feel the way your jaw ached, the entire lower part of your jaw tense from the amount your stimming had overworked it that afternoon. Demetri soothingly ran his thumb in circles over your knuckles but even his cool touch wasn’t enough to drag you from your misery today. You had less than a month to live and there was so much you wouldn’t get to do after that. You had always wanted to travel to try some of your favourite foods in their home contexts – you could only imagine how good authentic Chinese food would taste. You wanted to sleep in a five-star hotel just to see what a memory foam mattress might do to improve your sleep.

It was all trivial stuff (you were painfully aware since Caius had told you so when you’d brought it up) but they were simple things for your bucket list, you dared not even consider the big dreams you had because they would be impossible once you were-

“Ah ah ah.” Demetri caught your hand again. He still held one in his grip but the other had whipped up to make it’s way into your mouth. You completely disregarded his warning, a burning need inside of you driving your head forward in an effort to clamp your teeth around your finger, sure in the knowledge it would bring some relief if you could manage it. Demetri didn’t let you, and your head quickly turned for his hand instead. He didn’t comment when your teeth almost broke trying to break through his skin. You immediately recoiled, both horrified and mortified at what you had done, but despite the fact you wouldn’t meet his eyes, Demetri pulled you close to his chest and kissed the top of your head.

“I’m sorry, I-“

“What have I told you about apologising to me about this?” he tutted, lifting your chin with one of his index fingers. He quickly had to let go when your hand flashed up to your mouth again, desperate to chew down on something.

“To stop apologising. Sor-er…I…” you cringed, the apology ready to fall from your lips but your fear of disappointing him latching it’s claws into you and making you bite down on your tongue instead.

“You never need to apologise to me for this my love, I love every part of you, even the parts of you you struggle to love yourself.” Demetri assured you quietly. Your teeth began to grind once more because what if he didn’t see you that same way after your change? What if your crimson eyes and still heart were abhorrent to him since he revered your human-self so much?

“Can we go?” you mumbled, your head spinning with all the worrisome thoughts tumbling about it. Demetri searched your face briefly as he nodded, very well aware that this wasn’t something he could encourage you to keep fighting and you needed to tap out now and recover.

“Of course. Excuse us you three.” He glanced to them briefly, knowing they’d have heard your quiet conversation anyway so to lie would be pointless. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at them, too embarrassed by your stimming today to meet their eyes. You’d bitten your vampire mate in front of them, after all.

“Thank you.” You mumbled, keeping your head down as you walked along beside him. Demetri hadn’t let go of one of your hands, squeezing gently every now and then to try and encourage you to channel your anxiety into your hand instead of your mouth. Perhaps he ought to buy you a stressball? You’d liked the last one, though it had disappeared somewhere around the castle and sadly, his gift only worked on people and not tracking down inanimate objects.  

“Don’t thank me yet, might I give you some advice?” he enquired. You looked up at him, your expression inviting him warily to speak, though you weren’t sure what he could add since this was your lived experience, and one he had only read about. “As you go to bite down open your mouth a fraction wider, it will allow you to clamp your teeth into a wider surface area and hold your prey stiller.” He advised, half a smirk dancing on his lips. He was failing abysmally at trying to hide it.

“I – excuse me?” you were somewhat astonished he’d given you advice on how to bite yourself better. What happened to your caring mate? The one who did his best to help you calm your anxiety. The one who held your hand on nights it felt like you couldn’t breathe?

“I thought it would be sound advice,” he said, giving up on his efforts now to fight back his smirk, “As my little vampire in training, you need to know how to bite down properly. If I had been your prey just now I would have easily escaped, and you would be left hungry.” You stopped stock still, eyes bugging a bit in your head as your brain just…stopped working.

“What…did you just call me?” you asked. Demetri had walked on ahead as if nothing was wrong, but he paused to turn back towards you now with a shit-eating grin on his face, crimson eyes sparkling.

“My little vampire in training. Unless of course, you would prefer puppy? They chew on things to, no?” he tilted his head at you while your jaw dropped. Just for a brief moment there was clarity in your head, the sheer absurdity of his comment punching through all your anxious thoughts. You felt you should be insulted, was it an insult? Coming from someone other than Demetri maybe it would be but this was the man who listened to every little thought in your head, wiped away every tear and held you while you cried. No, Demetri could never do you harm, whether it was with words or fists he was bound to protect you always, he was incapable of insulting you meaningfully.

“Your little – Demetri!” you scolded. God did your jaw ache. He chuckled.

“Alright alright forgive me…though can I say, I feared your bite far more than Felix’s.” he held out his hand to you and you automatically sidled up to slip your palm against his, Demetri turning you both back in the direction of your shared room before you began to walk once more.

“Felix’s has bitten you?” you asked, your curiosity sparked.

“Oh yes. You see, when I first joined the Guard Felix was assigned to my combat training. He won every round. I, however, am a quick learner, and once I began to pick up his teachings I won my first spar against him quite easily…and the one after that, and the one after that…he gets bitey when he loses.” He revealed. You bit your lip, fighting back a smile as you imagine the hulking man tossed onto his back by your own, lithe tracker. It was a funny enough sight in itself, but adding the image of him lunging with teeth barred to gnaw on your mate was even funnier. It should have been frightening but you knew the gentle giant too well to think he would ever attack his comrades with any malicious intent.

“Alec best watch his back then, he’s getting close to Felix’s high score on Crash Bandicoot.” You mused. Demetri snorted briefly.

“Yet another fun story…Alec once locked himself in his room for three whole days when Jane picked up one of his games and completed a level he’d been stuck on for weeks on her first try.” He told you. Your smile grew a little wider, stretching across your face as you imagined the calmer witch twin throwing said hissy fit. Demetri continued his stories long after you entered your room, laying on his side with you opposite him as he regaled you with one story after another. Aro had once dropped a book on his foot after a late night of studying, looked around to ensure nobody had seen, and stuffed it back on the shelf so fast he had placed it back upside down. Jane had a beautiful singing voice but had been startled so badly by Felix interrupting her once she’d slipped right up the scale on the last word and tortured poor Felix for a whole hour straight for ruining her song.

Story after story you listened, enraptured by his smooth baritone while he played with your hair, soothing your turbulent mind as you focused on his words and his words alone. You might wake up tomorrow and find you were once more trapped in the cycle of anxiety that you were hard-pressed to escape one it got you in it’s clutches, or maybe this blessed moment of relief would last and tomorrow you would be free once more for a little bit longer until the next moment something you felt was too big too manage came along. For today, Demetri had lulled you to sleep against his side, your breathing slow and even for the first time that day. Whatever you had to face next, whatever challenges might come your way, you knew on your worst days Demetri would always be with you to help you overcome them, armed with all the latest mummyblog advice for you to rebuke.

[itsyourbby]

Hey yo, so if you write for Overhaul too that would be really noice. So, I'm sorry if that's like against some rules but in your blog I didn't found them so I'll just go straight with it: some headcanons or a fanfiction (depends on you :D) where Overhaul and his S/O travel around the world! Sorry for the cringe alright, but still thank you :3

Alrighty then! I’ll get to it :)

(In this a/u it’s still the normal my hero academia scenario but the only difference is that chisaki isn’t a villian but instead he’s the 5th top hero in Japan!Sorry bunny girl but I had too 🥺 anywho your a top hero too! Well not right now but you will , your about to debut as a hero, your 20 as chisaki is around 21. Teehee enjoy!)

You looked down to your ticket as you waited for chisaki, you noticed your hand shaking a little bit so you bit your lip to try and stop that action as to take your mind off of the topic that is making you tense.

you wouldn’t say you were nervous but more like .. anxious.. this was your first plane ride after what happen that other time . Chisaki called your whole anxiousness worry but deep down you both knew it wasn’t worry, you both knew it was PTSD , still you can’t blame him and yourself for trying to hide the fact that it’s that. You couldn’t believe that chisaki still wanted to be right beside you after what happen , you told him that he had a chance .. a chance to leave you behind because you knew that all this was to much for him but as stubborn as he is .... he chose you over everything . You don’t know if it was because he felt bad for you or because he still loves you after everything horrible that has happen to you , maybe it was both but no matter what you knew that you’ll always love him.

“Oí (y/n) let’s go , were about to board the plane . Hurry up . “

You looked up zoning out of your thoughts , your eyes widened as your lover came to view. His ombre burgundy colored hair glisend against the sun light , his eyes sparkling with out him intending to and his muscular arms flexing against everything . It was as if he was apart of those kind of edits where a character walked in slow mode and it made them look both hot and cool . His black suit just made his whole profil look even better.

(He’s wearing the second choice! He’s not holding that gun on the side of the character teehee.)

“Ah!” You blushed a bit as you realized that you were starring at him for to long , you must say you got yourself a keeper , you can’t help but wonder how lucky you got with him! He’d always have these good looking girls in his instabam (notice the difference heehee :3) dm’s but he’d always just politely tell them that he’s happily taken with the woman of his life and to them they are just his fans. He had so many beautiful girls wanting him but he chose you , your unorganized , shy self , why would he choose you over them? They looked better then you in everyway, better body, better hair, better life style , better everything .you once asked him why he chose you over everyone else . You can still remember the soft smile he gave you , his eyes looking at you with so much love , he just chuckled and said “because your better then the rest of them love! Just because they waisted thousands of dollars for breast implants or a butt implant still does not justify that they are beautiful. Your beautiful in the inside and out . I love you for who you are.”

“Oi (y/n) ... you ok?” Chisaki said as he bent down to you face to face .

“I’m fine I’m fine! I’m just thinking about how lucky I got .” You said as you smiled at him, you deadpanned as you realize that he was bending down to your hight.

“Chisaki stop making fun of me and get your luggage !” You said a bit annoyed .

He laughed at your cute reaction and soon got both your luggage and his , he looked at you once again but with a bit of worry .

“Are you ready ..? Because if your not we can always just cancel this and get ahold of other tickets next month you know..”

Taking in a deep breath you tried to push those flashbacks to the back of your head and looked at the tall man in front of you with determination. “Chisaki I know how badly you want to go to Europe and just because I have a bit of PTSD doesn’t mean that it’ll stop me from boarding the stupid plane! You’ve already given me so many things that this is the least I can do to repay you..”

“(N/n) I did all of those things with love , I didn’t do it because I was bored , I did it because I don’t wanna see you in pain anymore , as your handsom boyfriend it’s my job to make your life easier.” Chisaki said as he once again gave you those lovable eyes.

You giggled and said “I know .. but still nothing is going to stop me! I love you and I want you to be happy so this is just a ‘hey I’m sorry for putting you through so much and so this is a happy thank you gift from your lovable girlfriend !’ Gift you know “

“....fine.... but if you feel bad or you wanna go back home just tell me .. alright..? I don’t want you to fall into depression again ..”he looked at you with concern again , his eyes filled with concern twisted your heart into pieces , you didn’t like that look his eyes give because it meant that he was feeling a bit of pain , it just hurts you to think that the person you love the most in the world is hurting right in front of you.

You placed your soft small hand on his cheek and caressed it, you looked deep into his golden eyes and give him one of the biggest smiles you can pull off, “don’t worry about me darling! I’m going to be fine, I’m fine! I have you by my side which means that I’m perfect, im not hurting anymore so don’t worry about me. I may have a few nightmares or flashback time to time but it’s slowly leaving .the worst thing that can happen is if I just go insane or fall into depression again which I won’t because I have you by my side! I have My wonderful amazing handsom boyfriend!!”

He squeezed your hand gently as to say “alright” . He bent down a bit and place a big kiss on your forehead.

“Flight 185 is boarding ! Flight 185 destination to Europe is boarding this is the last final announcement on the 185 flight to Europe!”

Both you and your boyfriend eyes widened realizing that you both are already late to your flight, he took the luggage’s and you took his right hand as to not try to get lost . Both of you ran to the gate as fast as you both can , saying your “excuse me”s your “sorry!”s through out the hall pushing and bumping into people.

Once you both made it , you showed the drooling attendent both of your passports and tickets . You gave this woman a death glare as to try and tell her to keep her dirty hands off your boyfriend. She soon realized the glare and a bead of sweat left her forehead trying not to get you madder.

“S-seems like both of you are fine haha..! you b-both are good to go...”

“Thank you lady..” you said with a bit of poison in each word.

~. .~

You slowly walked to your seat which is in front of the plane, you were lucky you weren’t stuck with the same seat number as you did last time..it would of been a mess if you have gotten the same seat from before.

You gripped chisaki’s hand with a bit of force . You took a deep breath and slowly ex hailed as to not get a panic attack in the middle of getting ready to blast off. Chisaki reasured you with a grip back and gently smiled to you . He took his hand away trying to fit your bag on the storage above both your seats.

A small 5 second flashback of what happen before came to your mind but you shaked it off trying not to get chisaki’s attention, you didn’t want to ruin this experience for chisaki , you didn’t want to make it worse for him .

Getting comfortable with your first class seat you twisted and turned trying to get the right position, you couldn’t just sit like a normal person because it’ll just trigger you a bad guilty feeling from the Trauma you have. So you just laid your head on chisaki and tried to calmly breath .

“Attention this is captain Levi and I’ll be the person to bring you to your destination. Please don’t leave any .....”

You tried to pay attention to the announcement the captain was trying to give out but it all just faded away in the background as you were paying attention to the pattern of chisaki’s chest inhaling and exhaling. It was a usual thing you would do , it’s like a excersize you would do to try not to think about your past. You didn’t want to trigger something and and make this bad.

You felt your eyelids getting heavier and heavier to soon close them and fade into internal darkness.

—. .—

A blood curdling scream was all you can hear.

Your ears weren’t popped which made you uncomfortable.

You lightly and gently opened your eyes to the blazing sun , you tried to cover your eyes from all the brightness but you couldn’t as the pain from moving your arms were to much . The brightness soon gave you a pain aching headache which made you groan out loud.

“MEREDETH”

You heard a woman scream out for someone.

All you can think of was about the weather , was it going to snow later ? Or was it going to rain later ? Who knows and who cares .

You heard another ear piercing scream which made you go insane.

You instantly got up on your feet ignoring the pain you felt , the only explanation as to why it doesn’t hurt as much as it should is probably because of all the Adrenaline your brain is giving you.

You looked around you and all you can see is scattered airplane parts and blood everywhere. You were in the woods... you were surrounded by tall trees and a huge mess.. you were nowhere.

Your eyes widened as to the fact that you have a huge piece of airplane craft piercing you in the abdomen , you could of bled out if you kept moving but you didn’t care, all you cared was about finding other people.

“MEREDITH GET UP , GET UP “

You head towards the female voice you were hearing .

“C-“

Blood came gushing out of your mouth as you were trying to get your friends name out of your mouth.

“(Y/N)”

She walked towards you and gasped as she saw your state. She just couldn’t get her eyes off of the big trauma in you.

“I- are you ok...?”

“I-I’m fine....it’s the adrenaline thats ...” you groaned in pain.

“That’s letting me move and talk ...” you coughed and saw more blood coming out of your mouth.

“W-where mer..?”

“She’s laying on the ground Shocked as we are...” she went back to Meredith and tried to bring her up.

“I....ill go see if the rest are ok..”

You limped your way to the other side and saw the huge plane scrap on the ground, the ear hurting scream getting louder and louder .

The loud impact came hitting you as your ears popped, now you could hear everything.

People grunting was heard, other loud yelling was heard but the yelling that was happening close to you was the loudest one, people yelling out each other’s names along with people coughing up blood but the one sound that stood out amongs the others was the sound of your heart pumping blood into your body.

All you could now pay attention to was you heart pumping blood , you focused on it as you were trying to get your mind settled on what happened.

“WHERES MY SHOE?”

“DEREK?”

“LEXIE COME ON DONT LEAVE ME”

“IM STUCK”

....

.....

This whole thing was just driving you Mad.

“SHUT UP .. JUST SHUT THE HELL UP.. “

You screamed to the sky not caring if it hurted your lungs or if who ever heard it got offended.

You took a deep breath and noticed that it was quite.. all you could hear now was sobbing and groans.

You limped around the huge plane craft and notice the woman who was screaming those ear piercing screams.

��A..arazona..”

“Hhh....hhhh...hey” she tried to say as you noticed her blond hair was covered with dirt and other dirty things.

You looked down at where she was sitting and the first thing you noticed was all the blood she was trying not to let out, her leg was half opened along with the inside of her thigh almost coming out.

It’s for sure she’s getting her leg amputated..

“D-do you need help..?”you said as you got a big tree branch to hold you up.

“...Just..wheres everyone..?”arazona said with a tired voice

“Meredith and Cristina are over there , they don’t have any serious injuries other then mer having a thing stuck inside of her leg... b..but she’ll be ok-“ you said quickly trying not to through up a lot of blood which back fired, you soon spited up clumps of blood.

“Get the rest..I’ll be ok..but in pain at the same time..”she said .

You lightly chuckled and walked around noticing a man laying stomach flat to the side of a wing of the airplane .

“Look Lexie .. once we’re out of this I’ll leave Julia just don’t leave me..”the guy with gray hair voice cracked , you could just hear the pain in his voice , his dominant male voice that you knew was now weak and frail filled with voice cracks and grunts.

“M-“ you clenched your teeth feeling the air craft that impaild you move a bit, you panted for a second.

“...mark..?”you said with all the strength you had.

He didn’t even turn around , he was to focused on the woman in front of him.

Trying to get a good view you moved a bit to the side to see what was occupying him.

You gasped at the sight in front of you.

There , under the heavy wing of the airplane , laid a young pale woman you knew as Lexie, her skinny body was in half as a huge part of the plane pierced into her.blood was covered all over her as she kept gasping for air, her eyes...you couldn’t even look at her eye to eye.

She didn’t even try to scream... who knew how long she laid there before you woke up.

Every second that pass might be the last second she’ll take her last breath , which honestly scared you.

“Hold....hold my h-hand..”Lexie said to mark as she placed her arm in front of his face.

“Tch Im not gonna hold your hand because your not dying..” mark got up and tried to lift the heavy wing off of her.

‘It’s no use..’ you said in your head.

He let out a paining scream trying as hard as he can to lift it off of the woman he loves.

After him realizing that he’ll need more people to lift it with him he laid down on his stomach and holded Lexie’s hand. The pale woman gave him a soft smile.

“..I love you.. “ mark hitched. he said as Lexie’s head shaked slowly .

“I’ll always be in love with you “

“Yeah?” Lexie said as her grip on marks hand tighten.

“which is why you have to stay alive “

“No, you can’t die ok?”

She gasped in pain.

“You can’t die, because we’re supposed to end up together..we’re ment to be “

Lexie smiled as she repeated the last 3 words mark said.

“M....meant to..be..”

You watched as the whole thing played out, you couldn’t believe that the woman right in front of you , Lexie , one of your friends was going to die, right in front of you , you didn’t even get to know her well...

You finally focused on Lexie, your hand coming to your mouth as you saw the life in her slowly leave her eyes. Now all you saw in her was emptyness in her eyes.

Marks hand shakingly came to her face as he softly caressed her cheek and slowly closed her eyes.

You heard people coming so you turned around and saw Cristina and Meredith, they both looked ... dead inside .. maybe it’s the fact that this whole thing just doesn’t make sense.

They stopped abruptly when they laid their eyes on Lexie’s dead face.

..Heh..she looks as if she’s peacefuly sleeping..

Meredith let out a loud gasp and seconds later she started crying.

You walked closer to the now dead body.. you couldn’t believe that someone you knew just died in front of you...did she even try to fight for her live..? Did she knew that she was going to die the whole time..? What about mark? Is he going to give up on life now..?

You felt a hot tear come down your eye... you just accepted the pain now...Lexie was dead .. even if you didn’t get to know her as well as mark did she still was a huge impact in your life . You felt more and more clumps of tears come down your face as if there was no tomorrow , you didn’t care who saw you , you just cared about the fact that a person died right in front of you you fell to the ground and face the sky asking god why he was cruel. Lexie never did anything bad...she that type of girl whod talk really fast because they were nervous , she was the type of girl to eat none stop if they were stressed. She was your type of person.

Mark looked to the ground now hiding his face.

He wasn’t the type of person to cry but ...who would blame him if he cry’s right now..the love of his life just died right in front of him.

But he didn’t.

He hold the pain in.

You made the unfortunate mistake to move your stomach to side.

You were just trying to look at Meredith but instead all you did was move the sharp thing inside of you and puncture your lung.

Meaning.. your lung collapsed...because of you..

You gasped for air every second you could .

You were to busy trying to breath that you couldn’t even notice the fact that everyone was screaming your name trying to see what was wrong with you.

“n)....(y/n)...?!”

Your eyes widened as you heard a familiar voice call your name.

“Ch-chisaki..?” You said.you lifted you head and noticed that there was a few wet spots on chisaki’s shirt.

“What the...” you then noticed the damped spots on your face . You were wet...

( not that way you nasty gorl)

You touched both of your upper cheeks which were near your eyes..w-were you crying..?!

“(Y/n).....”

“Hn..?”

“Are you alright..?!”

“I-I’m fine just had a little nightmare that’s all ... did I cry in my sleep again..?”

“Yeah ... you were also gasping none stop... I thought your lung failed on you again?!” He said with concern in his eyes.

He grabbed both of your small hands and kissed them while looking at you .

“I..that happen..?” You whispered to yourself , you then clenched chisaki s face and looked at him with all the seriousness in you.

“H-hear me out..it wasn’t as bad as the other ones I had...it’s slowly getting better so don’t worry .. this only happened because were on .. this thing you know “ you said as you were refrensing to the airplane.

“Anyway why would my lung fail on me..? It was a perfect lung and it’s being a champion for making me breath silly so don’t worry. I told you if I feel worse like I did before then I’ll tell you as soon as possible, I know myself and if I tell you that I’m alright then I mean it!” You kiss chisaki’s cute nose and gave him a close eyed smile.

He looked at you shocked for a second , he was surprised at how calmly you seemed to be . He ended up hugging you tightly and letting go of the breath he didn’t notice he was holding in. He’s scared to lose you but now that you reassured him he felt warm and calm .

You hugged him back, he felt so warm and cuddly so you hold on to him for a bit more since you knew he’d like that. Man you really loved this man, he’ll always be here for you no matter what .

“Hey Kai..?”

“Hn..”

“Guess what..?”

“Nani..?”

“I love you silly..!”

He chuckled.

“I love you more (y/n)”

Both of you left each other’s embrace as the attendent came with snacks and refreshments , chisaki already knew what you liked so he ordered the lady what you wanted and what he wanted.

You went on your phone to try and see if you could at least send your mom a text .... but you finished realizing that your on a damn ....airplane...frick..

“Oh my! Your the Top 5th hero in Japan aren’t you?! Your overhaul!! Can I get a hug and a photograph from you sir..?” The attendee said as she pushed her hands together trying to get kai’s attention towards her breast.

“Éto...” Kai looked at you to see if you alright with him giving a hug to the attendee.

You looked up from your phone and starred at the attendee,you let out a sigh and looked at Kai with a assuring smile.

He looked back at the attendee and hugged her distantly and cold towards the attendent, she noticed that and got closer to Kai .

“Teehee, your handsom overhaul~kun! “ she pushed her breast closer to his chest . He put his hands behind him and stared at the woman with a deadpanned face, it’s obvious he didn’t want to be rude with the attendent since she is one of Kai’s fans but still.

“Ma’am your plastic breasts is on my Gucci limited edition authentic button up black shirt.. I respectfully ask if you could take those things off of me, I feel very uncomfortable.” He said with a cold voice .

You just gently smirked watch the whole thing play out.

“W- ...NANI?! my breast are as real ! How dare you accuse me of plastic surgery....I’ll still excuse you tho mr.overhaul~kun. You did say that I was on your Gucci limited edition button up shirt and I am sorry for that..can I still take a picture with you tho..?”she said as she was trying so hard to make her voice all cutesy and high pitch .

Kai just groaned under his breath trying to get the whole thing over with , he faked a smiled towards her camera.

The attendent places a peace sign and pressed the button on the phone to take the picture .

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She quickly kissed kai’s cheek and giggled.

‘She’s dead...lemme pray to god real quick..’

Kai’s eye widened when he realized what she just did.

A killer aura came raidiating oof of him as he opened his mouth.

“What in the hell is your name....?!”he said with poison on every word .

“Ú-uno kamia e-ekori-I mr.overhaul..w-why?!”The girl you now know as kami said with fright.

“Because I’ll be talking to the corporate you are in and make sure they fire you.”he said as he looked at her with cold eyes.

“w-wHAT?!”

“I bet your corporate would love to hear how amazing you’ve been with me. It’s true that they don’t accept you attendents to bother the people on th plane right? Isn’t it a protocol...? “ he said as he sat down next to me and looked at her dead in the eye.

“Not only did you just kiss me with your filthy mouth but you also did it in front of the woman I love.”

I grabbed a tissue and gave it to Kai as he grabbed it softly from me and try to clean the place where the woman left her lip gloss on his cheek.

“Get out of my sight.”

The woman hurriedly walked away from him trying to hide her tears from falling in front of him.

“Don’t you think you were pretty rough on her Kai..?” you said softly.

“As if. You just saw her harass me , she thought she’ll get away from it .tch. Especially the fact that she did it in front of you. Everyone knows that you can’t do that to me, I love my fans and all but there’s a difference with harassing the hero and being nice to them.” he said throwing the tissue away.

You giggled at him for the way he reacts , this wasn’t the first time he did that, it happen plenty of times it was at the point where the fans knew not to do anything else other then give him a quick hug and a fast picture.

You placed one hand on his chest and and got a tissue , as you were cleaning the spot Kai forgot to clean he looked at your mesmerizing beauty.

“..God..” he said

“Nani?” You were to consitraighted on trying to get the red lip gloss of of his pale cheek you didn’t notice he was looking at you.

“Your just a beauty...” he placed a hand on your cheek and you felt his thumb softy carcass your bottom lip.

You blushed at the soft affection and pouted.

“Kai don’t you see I’m trying to get this disgusting lip gloss off of your cheek!”

“I knowww~ I just can’t help myself. How did I ever get lucky with a woman like you (y/n). “ Kai smiles at you and placed a kiss on your soft lips.

__. .__

At the end of it all you both landed saftley in Europe and soon went about.

You both went shopping and sight seeing along with going to meusiums and art gallery’s. You both loved it very much , loving the new environment but also loving each other’s company.

It was in the third trip where chisaki Kai proposed to you. You both went to New York and watch the ball drop , as it did he confessed that he couldn’t live with out you and in came a huge diamond ring. Ofc you cried and said yes .

After a year of being married you ended up pregnant with twins! A boy and a girl , Kai was happy about it in fact he was ecstatic . He couldn’t believe he was going to be a baby daddy!

He said that it was up to you on the name of the babys because he was just thankful for twins and your health.

You soon chose to name your babys lexie and mark, if only they had the chance to see them grow up.

Any who it’s a happily ever after!

Guess where Meredith , Cristina , mark and Lexie come from😏 if you do find out where they come from then that’ll person would end up with getting a shout out from mwah!

Love you all so much!

M

[himbowelsh]

Lovely Lydia, could I request a Valentines Day Headcanon for our lovely Romus Burgin from The Pacific? Juno xx

anonymous asked :   Burgin and valentine's alphabet pretty please?

valentines day alphabet  ( accepting! )

A   :   AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

He’s not above encouraging words, to lift someone’s spirits when they’re feeling down; Burgie’s the sort of guy who genuinely enjoys giving compliments wherever they’re warranted. He’s also generous with his free time, willing to help a friend with something whenever they ask; if Burgie drops everything to help someone, it shows he really cares for them.

B   :   BOUQUET.   does your muse like flowers? which ones are their favourite?

He’s no expert, and definitely couldn’t name them by sight. Burgie knows the bare minimum about gardening, and that’s only from his Mama. While he’ll get a nice bouquet should the occasion demand it, and present it like a gentleman, he’s no good with flowers on his own.

C   :   CHOCOLATE.   does your muse like chocolate? which one is their favourite?

He has self-control, so no, he’s not about to eat an entire box of Valentine chocolates in one sitting. Sure, he likes the occasional piece of chocolate, but he’s not a huge fan.

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

Let’s go out dancing! Not that Burgie’s the type to really throw it down on the dance floor, but he loves seeing his partner having fun; he loves it when they laugh, especially when he’s able to join in. Dancing is something they can both have fun with. Moving in tandem to the music, their bodies working in sync, his hand comfortably on their waist while they grin up at him...  yeah, that sounds like a delight.

E   :   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

He’s a very affectionate hugger, drawing someone in and giving it his all; Burgie’s hugs are personal. He has this reflex where he’s always a little startled by being hugged, even when he sees it coming, so he can’t help chuckling out loud; but he never leaves anyone hanging, and always hugs back.

F   :   FLIRT.   is your muse good at flirting? how do they flirt?

He’s got a grin that could melt chocolate, and a sparkle in his eyes when someone strikes his fancy. Resisting Burgie’s charm is a feat. He’s a polite boy, so he won’t come on too strong  ---   his go-to move is striking up a friendly conversation, peppering some compliments in there, and seeing where things go.

G   :   GIFT.   is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

A very thoughtful gift giver who tends to lean towards the practical. Burgie notices everything people around him need...  so, if his mother needs a new pot holder, he’ll go out and find one in a pattern she’s find of, or if his brother’s shoes are wearing through he’ll buy him a new pair. While he doesn’t waste money of frivolities, he always gets something people appreciate.

H   :   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

Burgie really goes by instinct. If something feels right, he trusts it; while of course there’s virtue in being cautious, not letting your heart get ahead of your head, sometimes he just can’t help it. Life has taught him to be warier about opening himself up to raw feeling...  but he’s also learned that when something’s good, you keep it close. Burgie doesn’t rush into love, but doesn’t drag his feet either.

I    :   I LOVE YOU.   does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

He...  would have to get to a point in the relationship where he feels comfortable and confident that it’ll last. Once they’ve hit that point  ---  he’ll say it once, he’ll say it a dozen times, as much as his partner will tolerate him saying it. These are three of his favorite words, and he loves just being able to say them.

J   :   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship?

Nah...  you know what, he’s chill. Chill dude, has some solid self-esteem, very much not the paranoid type. Even when other friends mention something about his partner, like “they’ve sure been hanging out with Steve a lot lately”, Burgie won’t take it as a red flag. He trusts his partner enough that them betraying him would never seriously cross his mind; if it became a serious concern, he’d sit down and talk about it with them. (This is a man who’s never been cheated on before. Never been burned, never learned.)

K   :   KISS.   is your muse a good kisser? why / why not?

Burgie’s a gentleman who won’t even touch his partner without their consent at first...  but, given some encouragement, his kisses turn from controlled to heated quickly. He’ll tug them close, a broad hand venturing to their back, massaging gently to the rhythm of the kiss. When he dares to suck his partner’s lip into his mouth, it’s just to test their reaction. If it’s good, he’ll push it further, seeing where he can put his mouth, which places he can devote attention to, before he gets them to gasp his name. Burgie is gentle but determined  ---  his favorite place to kiss is right over his partner’s pulse point, measuring their response in the rapid rhythm of their heart.

L   :   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

His family is very, very dear to him; all his brothers are precious, but he’s very close with J.D., and is a mentor to his little brother. Of course, all his friends hold special places in his heart, and Burgie would do anything for them. He cares deeply for people. Once Burgie chooses to let them in, it’s very easy for him to love.

M   :   MOONLIGHT.   is morning or night a more romantic setting?

The gross sort of morning person who’s always in a good mood   ---   he’s got energy to spare, and will gladly wake his partner up with breakfast in bed if it means coaxing them awake at a sensible hour.

N   :   NAUGHTY.   what is your muse like in bed?

He takes it slow. With Burgie, it’s all about the build-up  ---  running his hands over his partner’s thighs, getting a good feel of their curves, mapping their body in his mind before taking it any further. He makes love like a strategist, measuring out each sensation...  and sometimes he likes when it gets a little too much, just to hear his partner whimpering and gasping his name. Feels most comfortable doing it in bed, either early in the morning or at night by candlelight, though he’s gotten frisky in the bathtub before too. Short bursts of energy, devoting all his attention to one place, before returning back to his easy momentum...  and after a while, when it becomes too much, he loves to hold them when he goes over the edge.

O   :   ODE.   does your muse have a way with words?

He’s...  well-spoken, in a simple way. He doesn’t believe himself to be overly-eloquent, so he doesn’t try for fancy phrasing. Burgie gets to the point.

P   :   PARTNER.   what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

Someone with a wonderful laugh and a good sense of humor; he has a thing for eyes, bright and beautiful ones. Someone with a sense of style, but who isn’t too high-maintenance, not expecting more out of life than life’s eager to give. He has a very realistic outlook on life, regarding what he’ll be able to offer them, so he’d like someone who can make the best of any circumstance   ---   a resilient spirit. Somebody who isn’t afraid of the outdoors. If they’d like a big family, that’d be nice.

Q   :   QUESTION.   would your muse ask the big question or expect their partner to?

Oh, he’d absolutely ask, when the time was right. Burgie’s the classic “do it over dinner” type  ---  he’d be too nervous to put the ring in food, just in case one of them accidentally swallowed it, but he’d plan an extra little surprise for dessert.

R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

He’s a romantic, and not ashamed for a second. Love sounds like a wonderful thing, and Burgie is eager to try it out. He may not have a lot of money, but any way he can make his partner smile, he’d do it  ---  whether it’s buying them something they liked at the store and surprising them with it later, making dinner, setting a bath for them, learning how to put together a scrapbook just for a nice birthday gift... life’s no fairytale, but he’s got a romantic soul, and Burgie would do his best to be a proper prince for his partner.

S   :   SWEETHEART.   did your muse have a childhood sweetheart?

He had his first kiss in the fifth grade, outside the ice cream shop with Belle Haskill. A week later, she wasn’t talking to him, and Burgie had absolutely no idea what he did wrong. At that point, he decided girls were too confusing, and closed the book on romance for the next six years.

T   :   TRUE LOVE.   does your muse believe in true love?

For sure. He’s yet to experience it, but the day he does   ----   part of him believes he’ll just know, you know? He has limited personal experience with true love (his grandparents had something special, and the couple who run the supply store down on Weston Street always look so happy together...) but he imagines it will just feel...  right. Being in love will feel like the most natural thing in the world.

U   :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?

Never. He’s still pure, not yet broken. (Not in that way. Like...  he’s been emotionally impaled in plenty of places, but never in the love machine. Yet.)

V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

The idea strikes him as a little silly, but if his partner enjoys it, he’ll do his best to give them a memorable night out. Just don’t put the bouquet of roses too close to the candles  ---  a lesson he learned the hard way.

W  :   WEDDING.   would your muse get married? why / why not?

Absolutely. His mama expects it of him, and Burgie expects it of himself. He wants to love someone enough to spend the rest of his life with them, so long as that person is the right person.

X   :   XOXO.   does your muse use / like pet names?

Yes, he does, and he’s an absolute dork about it! “Sweetheart” and “darling” are his go-to’s, but he’s not afraid to play on people’s names, too  ---   his little brother’s been called exclusively by his nickname for so many years that the kid sometimes forgets what his full name is. Who gave him that nickname, when he was just a babe in his cradle? Yup, you guessed it.

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

Protectiveness and jealousy are two different things. Burgie doesn’t tolerate the people he cares about being threatened; he will step in and intercede if he senses a situation going too far. Words are usually more effective than fists in these situations, but if the other person swings first, he’ll take ‘em up on the challenge.

Z   :   ZZZ.   how many people has your muse slept with?

Shhh, he’s a good boy, okay? Burgie doesn’t sleep around. He had one girl towards the end of high school, and exactly two in Melbourne  ---  but one was Snafu’s idea, and he remembers only fragments of that night anyway. Hell, Snafu may have been involved. In summary, 3 partners, hopefully not counting Snafu.

[odissey061]

Motonari's route

Chapter(s) already posted:

1. This freak won't have me

Chapter 2: Kick him in the teeth

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I and Hideyoshi walk side by side in Azuchi's chaotic streets. It's the first time I have the chance to visit this city, so my eyes try to notice as much as they can about the Sengoku life: I'm going go stay here for three mounths, so I need to adapt quickly. The street are really crowded, is almost impossibile walk without  bumping in someone and around me I hear a lot of voices: some people is complaining about the high prices and the merchants negotiate. But what catches my attention are the different form my time: in this period the air is more clean, without smog and pollution; when I breath I can smell the flavours of this place, but most importantly people watch aroud them, they look interested in what are gazing at. And I see two children smile at me when we pass close to them. And I start to wonder how many episodes like these I had missed looking at my phone and I start to feel inexplicably guilty.

"y/n" Hideyoshi recalls my attention, "I apologize from the bottom of my heart for the cold treatment I gave you in this week: I suspected you were a spy, came here to watch us, but now I understand how I was wrong". His apologize is really unaspected and it takes me by surprise, but I'm glad he doesn't think me ad a Please, forgive me" and he deeply bows. His bows is really unaspected and it takes me by surprise, but now I see how much he's sorry and I'm glad he doesn't think me ad a threat as I accept his apologise.

"Thanks very much for your apology, I gladly accept but you didn't need to bow. I mean, I can understand why you thought I was a spy. I hope we can be friends from now on" I smile at him and he does the same. Hideyoshi shows to me all the concern he usually deserve to the others:"Is everything okay in the castle? I hope you are fine and you aren't overwork yourself: is bad for your health. If Masamune tries do to funny things to you or Mitsuhide gives you trouble, come to me immediatly: I'll manage their misbehave". His worries leaves me a little bit puzzled:"I'm okay Hideyoshi. Thanks for your care, but you don't need to be so concerned about me, after all I just arrived" I reassure him. When I talk he glares at me as I just offended Nobunaga in front of him:"Don't say such a silly things! As long you are in the castle I worry about you as much I do with the others".

I always thought Nobunaga was the master of the castle, the one who commands the others but now I remind some days ago he took Nobunaga's favourite candies and the pouty look he gave to Hideyoshi. Just now it looks to me like Hideyoshi is the mother of all of us, whose cares are above Nobunaga himself.  For a second in my mind flashes the imagine of a hen Hideyoshi walks followed by a bunch of chicks warlords behind him and I start to laugh.

"Did I say something funny?" he asks perplexed and I shake my head in denial: Hideyoshi could never understand the fun thought of a girl from the meme era. We pass in front of a fabric shop and my eyes sparkle with joy. "Hideyoshi, is a problem if I enter in this shop?" I demand exited like a child in a candy shop and he respondes:"No, it's fine. I had no idea you were a girl who love fancy dresses".

"In fact I'm not. The truth is I love make dresses and before I came here, I was going to become a kind of sewer" I correct him and he wonders:"Why do you like so much sew?". "The first time I sewed was for a friend: a long time has passed, but I still remember her joy when I gave her the dress. Since then I sewed to see other's smiles when they wear my clothes. This makes me happy" I explain and he pats my head:"You really have a kind heart y/n". He continues with a kind smile:"If you want you can be a sewer in the castle, you know?", I exclame overjoyed:"Is that really possible? Thanks Hideyoshi!". His face turns serious:"Yes, but at two conditions: the first, you mustn't overwork yourself too much, otherwise sew will be forbidden", and his eyes soften a bit, "and the second is that I'd like your first work is for me". I agree at all the condition as we enter in the shop.

I'm so overjoyed that mayby I buy too much fabric and when we go out I start to feel guilty: after all Hideyoshi bought all with his money. We walk for some minutes, talking about the commission he gave me but then a man approach us and asks to speak alone with Hideyoshi.

He sends me an apologetically look and I smile:"Don't worry Hideyoshi, is fine. I'll go to watch some stalls over there to match with a kimono of mine" and I leave.

My gaze is cought by a jewelry seller's stall a few meter away: on the ground there's a white sheet full of shining jewels.

They are really beautiful and, even if I'm not a craftsman, I can see their valuable workmanship: they are simply perflect.

I gaze at a gem: it's a brilliant blue, probably is a sapphire. It is flawless and shining,  around the jewel there's a gold frame. Is really beautiful, but surely the price is out of my economical possibilities.

A familiar voice says:"You can touch of ya want, princess" and I stare at him: he is the white aired man I saw the night I arrived in Sengoku period. His relaxed back leans on the wooden wall, a leg lays straight on the ground and an arm is on the other knee.

"You are the man from that night" I reconize him, "So we meet again, Princess. I'm glad you remind me" says the man. "So you are a merchant, uh?" is the only thing that pops in my mind after some second of silence and I regret it as soon as I talk. "Nice to meet you, m'lady. I'm Motonari Mori, a humble merchant who travels around the world. And what about you?" he introduces himself. "I'm the Oda Princess, y/n. I'm a distant relative of Nobunaga. My family sent me here to find a husband. I'm glad to meet you" and I do the same, hoping he doesn't ask more about me.

As soon as I say I'm a Nobunaga's relative, it look to me to see a flash of interest in his eyes, but it vanishes too soon and I'm not sure about it. "I know very well the Oda family, but I didn't know Nobunaga had a princess" he says serious and a shiver runs down my back.

Did he notice I was lying? How? I'm sure I acted the most credible as possible.

I'm a bit nervous and I feel my hands sweating under his gaze, but I manage to look relaxed:"I always lived in a isolated country but, as I have alredy told you, I left my family to find a husband". And when I speak, his smile returns to be slightly ironic like before and he chuckles:"I was joking: I trust your words, Princess. But let me advice you since you'll stay with him for a while: Nobunaga may be really different from what you think. You should keep hight your guard around him".

I'm going to ask him what he's talking about, but he glares over my shoulder and says:"Don't worry if ya haven't the money right now: ya can keep the jewel and pay me in other ways. I have to with a colligue of mine". Puzzled I take the sapphire and I leave the stall. A man talks very close to him. I don't know what are they talking about, but they act like they share a dangerous secret. At some point Motonari looks at me with a spooky smile, but I don't see it because I turn to search Hideyoshi. When I find him, he tells me straight:"We have to return at the castle immediatly: a daimyo started a revolt against Lord Nobunaga"

Although all my protests and my escape attempts (failed for Mitsuhide's fault) two days later I'm on a war field with some Oda force members. Nobunaga, judging the rebellion small, sent Masamune, Mitsunari and Ieyasu to take care of the ribellion and he requested my presence as lucky charm. His words were:"You are a lucky charm: you will go with my vassals to bring them luck". And I wanted kick him in the teeth.

I'm in the backways to heal the wounded, but the grief rises in my chest: if the revolt is small, why it still going on?

While the time passes always more injured men come to be healed.

My fingers shake as I'm overhelmed by the fear of not be able to save them all: I know the basics of medicine but if they increase more I won't be able to do anything.

A man walks in the tend and speaks to me:"Lord Ieyasu says you must go to Nobunaga and ask for other troups" and I blink twice to be sure I heard correctly: I have to do what?

"We discovered that the situation is different from what we expected: this is a war not a revolt. He says you are the only one who can go to Azuchi" he continues seeing my puzzled look. I understand why I'm the only one: nobody would send a woman on a battlefield, so if the enemy' d catch me, they'd let me go; but this is still sheer madness. But as I watch around me I understand if I won't go all the wounded men will dies, so I declare with conviction:"Give me a horse!"

When we went on the battlefield, I rode with Ieyasu and I asked him how to ride and he explained it to me, obviously not without his salty tone and sarcastic words. So somehow I arrive safely an unharmed to Azuchi castle. Nobunaga listens my request and immediatly later we ride back to the field followed by twenty five troops.

Nobunaga leads the horse in the middle of the field (with me on) and takes side by side to Ieyasu and he comments:"I suppose the girl is more strong and brave then I thought". Should I take this as a compliment or as insult?

"My lucky charm did an excellent work, Ieyasu. Where's Masamune right now?" Nobunaga says proudly. I try to find Masamune in the turmoil of war, but all I see is death and devastation around us. I hear the artillery's shoots, men shouting orders to the soldier and the screams of dying man. I don't want be here!

I close my eyes and cover the ear to don't assist to this cruel and horrible show. But Nobunaga whispers in my hear:"y/n, open your eyes and uncover your ear: now we are going in the middle of the battle and you need to hold thight on the reins if you don't want fall" and I do what he suggests, even if the tentation to close the eyes is really strong. Nobunaga leads the army and in a blink of eyes I'm in the middle of the chaos. Some warrior become pale as they see Nobunaga, but the most of them start an assault. "He brought a woman on the field. Let's aim at her: she's is weak point!" screams a man, "You'd like it" I wishper and I kick him on the chin, making him fall by the horse. I can't lean on Nobunaga's protection in this moment, so I must count only to myself. An enemy soldier draws his sword at me, but Nobunaga cuts his hand:"This is my lucky charm and I don't allow someone to hurt her" and he starts a ferocious duel with his opponents. The time looks to quicken, due to adrenaline, as I see a lot of men get killed and I feel their blood on my face, but in some hours we win the war.

Once at Azuchi castle I lock myself in my room to coming to terms with the fact that I went to war and saw people die. The next day I go in Azuchi city, hoping that a bit of shopping will help me. I sit in a restourant and I eat a fish when a cat steals it from my plate. I follow the cat until he enters in a deserted and darker street. My female intuition suggests me to go back, but I'm too hungry to listen it. And I regret it when someone grabs my arms in a strong grip. I understand I'm in big trouble and I start to feel panicated when my mounth and my nose are covered by a tissue. I stop to breath to don't inhale chloroform and I squirm violently as much as I can. "Keep quiet if you don't want be hurted, little girl" says a male voice close my hear. I give him a head butt on his chin to free myself, but the grip on my fists os more thight and painful:"Unlike my captain I'm not a very patient man: if you keep on with your vain and useless resistence I won't so kind like now". I scream, but from the mouth exits only a low, muffled breath. "I told you to behave, little girl" growls the man and my head is crushed violently against the wall until I loose conciousness.

Posted on 8/11/'19

[datura-foxglove]

Akira/Ren-Ren?

Anon, you have to know when I saw this ask I was tempted to sit here on my laptop and gushed out about this gorgeous boy. Unfortunately it’s already 12 am and I was running out of energy because I just pulled an all-nighter yesterday. Now that I still have about 55% of my energy left after a full day, let me throw a whole essay at you (just kidding, my friends already stuffed my mouth plenty of times with snacks just so I will stop rambling about this boy. I won’t put you to the same pain)

First impression : Eh... doesn’t look that impressive. From design only, Minato is still unbeatable as protagonist. (I managed to avoid all the goddamn spoiler on youtube, though I get spoiled that there will be a traitor on the team)

Impression now : HE. IS. JUST. SO. GORGEOUS??? ON THE OPENING HE THREW HIMSELF OVER THE WINDOW, WHAT IS WITH THAT SLOW MOTION AND BEAUTIFUL SPARKLES. NO, MY HEART----

And then at the end of the game, I was just crying my eyes out and screams “OH MY GOD HE SHOT A GOD IN THE FACE WITH A GUN.” as an avid SMT fan, that was the last bullet needed for him to completely steals my heart. Damn that was awesome. As in general, I just love double-faced characters? (why am I not surprised that I usually like Gemini characters) But from all the Persona protagonists, the execution of Ren’s double faced characteristic is executed so well with his double life as Joker and Ren? As a bonus, his dialogue choices are so wild compared to Minato’s apathetic and Yu’s chad ones. So he is like the combination of everything I liked in a character : double-faced, a troll, great empathy, not hesitant to make his ideal a reality despite having to dirty his hands, repressed anger that blew up in cold fury, black and messy hair, quiet but his body movement speaks more of his moods, absolutely excellent with his hands, stupidly brave, and many more that I have to cut before this truly became a 10k words essay. And his smiles. HIS SMILES. That means his soft, shy smile, his proud grin, his arrogant and cold smirk, EVERYTHING. Oh my god he is truly a debonair with his smile I CAN’T--- I also love how people keep saying that he has a catlike attitudes : love jumping from high places, breaking things, probably will purr if cuddled, sheer grace and amazing flexibility plus balance... as a cat owner, those really attract me. He loves reading books, playing games, and a great cook too how could he be so perfect---

*cough* Uhh... yeah, I love him. I also love how he essentially adopt his friends and confidants? He is like ‘oh, society doesn’t want them anymore? They are mine now, no return.’. His whole groups and confidants are people who the society rejected but he accepted them all. He doesn’t give up on them like how most people are and his confidants returned that loyalty by... well, being his confidants. Though his loyalty to his confidants also means that he is stupidly self-sacrificing and I can’t--- everytime I played NG+ I have to see him being beat up by the police and I’m absolutely livid and sad that he has to go through that. He also knows flower language because he works in flower shop oh my god Ren if you any more perfect than this I will go down my life from now on disappointed that no man will ever be like you--- okay, I seriously has to stop. This is getting too long and you all will see me crying for this boy at this point.

HE LOOKS SO GOOD WITH RED AND BLACK AAAAA--- (DATURA STOP----)

HE WEARS HEELS---- (You guys thought my post about Hibiki is long? Well once I started talking about this boy I can’t stop save me aaaa----)

Favorite moments : THE WHOLE GAME? Ehem, well if I have to choose, his last fight with the last boss is my favorite. It’s just so satisfying to see him breaking the chains around his Persona (which can be a symbol of how he breaks down the chains that society has bound him with) and evolved it to his ultimate Persona which then proceed to shot a god in the face. Plus his last words of ‘steal it, Satanael’ and ‘begone’ are just like cupid arrows to my heart. Aaaaaa---- the ending where he discarded his glasses is also really melting my heart. It’s like he is telling us that he doesn’t need his mask anymore. Also that moment when he jumped down the window, and don’t forget---- (STOPPP--)

Idea for a story : Well, I’m working on a time travel fix it fic. I already got 3 chapters worth of at least 5k words, but I won’t post until I got at least 10 chapters because I have this terrible relationship with multiple chapters fics and commitment. So yeah, probably have to wait a bit with that one. I also have that crossover plot bunny with Devil Survivor, and the obligatory vampire!AU because I’m a sucker for that trope ever since I was in middle school damn it :’D

Unpopular opinion : I prefer his anime name, Amamiya Ren, than his manga one, Kurusu Akira. Both have nice meanings, but I like Ren better mostly because lotus is my favorite flower beside datura. Not to mention despite it’s flaws, I still like the anime better than the manga (my favorite is still Mementos Mission though) and Akira feels like such a common name in anime/manga that Ren feels more unique.

Favorite relationship : As a ship? Akechi. Well to be honest I love them as a ship or just as friends. I love them because they acted as foils to each other really well. Does it excuse Akechi for nearly killing Ren? Oh hell no (why did you think I write Akechi suffering in all of my fanfics?), but that also gives more complexity to their relationship. And I love angst. Which this pair gives really, really well. 75% of their fanfics are angst and I’m living to be torn asunder again and again. The sheer potential the two of them could have is absolutely interesting and my curious mind can’t stop thinking of what we could have had with two wildcards in the team. Atlus, why. (Here is hoping P5R will give me everything I want).

I also love Ren with Futaba. Futaba is just the best little sister material that I enjoyed their relationship so much, as siblings. Well Sojiro had basically adopted Ren at the end of the game so they are canonically sibling anyway. ALSO DID YOU SEE THEM DANCING IN P5D, THEY ARE SO ADORABLE.

Favorite headcanon : Ren is an absolute cat lover and when Morgana joined the team he was ecstatic inside. His phone is filled with Morgana’s cute photos and that is why he submitted to all Morgana’s orders to go to sleep. But he is also a cat and he absolutely purrs if someone plays with his hair.