#Mag writes★

[magnifiico]

due to a couple conversations with some friends today who write muses from other universes i'm curious to explore, i just wanted to drop a quick line that i have a generic "au" verse for mags now! (♡´౪`♡)

basically, for any setting not his own (a universe where Rosas doesn't exist), mags has ended up in that new universe after a... somewhat failed but ultimately successful (???) attempt to break out of mirror jail

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he's broken out buuuut he's not in his own world

the forbidden magic straight-up just trolling him now ( ✧≖ ͜ʖ≖) but it's deserved

[magnifiico]

There were far quicker ways to navigate to their destination—indeed, King Magnifico knew Rosas’s streets as well as the magic to which he’d dedicated much of his life—but he opted for a, shall we say, scenic route. For a purpose that was twofold: graciously offering this man the pleasure of this kingdom’s wondrous sights (that Magnifico had sunk so much effort into creating); and providing the two of them extra time to get to know each other. He was as curious as he was cautious, innocently intrigued as he was deliberately hypervigilant: dual sides of the king that oftentimes reared their heads in the company of a stranger within his kingdom’s borders.

But even so—! It was hardly Magnifico’s intention to frighten the poor man (at least not while he currently had no reason . . . ), and as he caught the faint signs of nerves bubbling beneath the surface, the king made mental note to alleviate those as well as he could. And it was mildly amusing, frankly; the newcomer didn’t even understand in whom’s presence he stood—the very monarch himself . . . Magnifico contemplated how good of an idea it was to offer that information—

Seemed he’d not have much of a choice, would he?

“Ah, a professor,” Magnifico repeated, and though the enthusiasm in his tone may have been somewhat exaggerated, it wasn’t a lie. “No, I don’t suppose I would know you—the name doesn’t ring a bell—but I imagine anyone requesting your audience must mean you’re very skilled in your craft. It’s an honor.” He respectfully ducked his chin, something of a bow even as they walked leisurely on their way, passing fewer townspeople the farther from the city’s center they went. 

By the time it was his turn to offer the same courtesy, he couldn’t help a light chuckle in spite of himself. “Now, I hope this won’t change anything—we’re having a pleasant chat, after all,” he mused, and something playful danced in his eyes as he cast his company a sidelong look, “but I’m the ruler around these parts; King Magnifico. At the very least, you can trust you’re in good hands, Mr. Layton.”

As Hershel continued, he couldn't help but sense a lingering misfortune hanging over his and the modest man's heads. Not enough for the professor to point out, but it made him weary for how he was going to act in the stranger's presence. Hershel wasn't being a bother, was he? Despite being somewhat entitled to directions as a foreigner, either the mood or his own insecurities started to seep the suspicion that he was not welcome here.

In their traded smiles, the slight stiffness of his shoulders diminished. There was a mutual exchange of formality and acceptance. Good, good! Hershel may have been startled by the king's snatching of the invitation, but his confident acknowledgement had the professor heavily nodding. Hershel was going to attempt another smile, but like the letter, that, too, was snatched away by the returned paper in his hands. If this stranger proved anything, it was that he was both fast and forward.

Hershel listened to Magnifico's vague directions closely. A new, secluded street… quite the perfect place for a mystery! And the professor knew he loved a good puzzle. Directions throughout Rosas clearly weren't his forte, but whatever he was requested for surely would be. Hershel was surprised yet humbled that Magnifico offered to lead the way. What a gentleman!

"Thank you again, sir." Hershel nodded again, but when his head rose, Magnifico was already walking away. The most quiet of noises escaped him as he heightened his step to catch up. Side by side now, Hershel perked his head up to give uncertain eyes to the unbeknownst king. Truly, he didn't know why he was summoned either. The question "why him?" didn't matter in the grand scheme of things. If someone needed Professor Layton's help, Professor Layton would help.

Suppose they did gloss over any introductions. "Not to my knowledge, no. I'm a mere professor of archaeology with a knack of puzzle solving. I am Hershel Layton, and its a pleasure to make your acquaintance." The air between them may have been heavy, but what he meant his words. "I hadn't quite grasped who you are, either. May I have the honor of knowing who guides me through this magnificent kingdom?"

[meltotheany]

hello friends! i am actually writing this wrap up as my trip to chicago is wrapping up as well! truly, this month was a very good month! not only did i finally get all my yearly medical check ups done (after not doing them for many years because of the pandemic), but i was able to travel back to the east coast for the first time in a little while (also because of the pandemic >.< but anyways)! i am notoriously a bad reader while on vacations, but i was also a bad reader while traveling for this trip because i got a brand new episode of d20 (fantasy high junior year) each plane ride! but i was still able to read six things before i left at the end of the month! while putting this wrap up together i realized that i actually wrote full reviews for four of the six books i read in february! i know i’ve been saying this for over a year now, but i still don’t want to put pressure on myself with reviewing, but this makes me really happy and makes me think i could be truly getting back to where i want to be with book community things! ✨ ✨ The Warm Hands of Ghosts by Katherine Arden ⭐⭐⭐⭐ “It was so much easier to hate a man than a system: vast, inhuman, bloodstained.” i was able to have the opportunity to buddy read this with katherine arden (and a bunch of amazing booksellers and book content creators!) and the amount of research and respect and heart that she put into this novel is so very felt, but i really was lucky enough to experience that so much deeper. i was speechless at how much she knew and how much she dug deeper to learn so many personal stories of families during this time. it allowed me to have an even deeper level of empathy and just taught me so much in regard to understanding what life was really like during this time period all around the world. and i am still speechless that i was about to buddy read this book with one of my favorite authors of all time! ❤️ full review, with trigger and content warnings, on the blog HERE ✨ House of Flame and Shadow (Crescent City, #3) by Sarah J. Maas ⭐⭐⭐1.) House of Earth and Blood ★★★2.) House of Sky and Breath ★★★ i had a good time reading this. I really loved lidia and ruhn’s storylines and they really made the entire book for me. I am also still so very in love with hypaxia, and the things i would do to get her pov. speaking of, I felt a little bored at some povs in hofas – mostly ithian and tharion (i am so sorry to these men, i love them and feel so much empathy for them, but it is true). and bryce’s pov made me feel a range of emotions, that’s for sure, but most of the time it wasn’t the best emotions. ultimately, i think there were too many povs in this book and sometimes the switching between them felt very jarring and unbalanced. i also feel like there was just so much going on, which valid, but instead of it being information that we started to learn in the first two books, it felt like sjm was kind of just throwing out every plot she could think up. and i think this all made the pacing of this book a bit weird feeling. but i did love that baldur’s gate unexpected cursed dot storyline a lot. ❤️ full review, with a spoiler section and trigger and content warnings, on the blog HERE ✨ Faebound (Faebound, #1) by Saara El-Arifi ​ ⭐⭐⭐ this is such a hard book to rate and review, because i truly loved so much of it. the characters, the set up, the setting, the messages and themes, even the writing was so perfect for me. But the plot of this? oh, friends, i was just unable to be captivated by it. i really found myself a bit bored while reading, and while waiting for these things i loved to make a plot that i equally loved, but sadly it just never happened. this is a story about two elven sisters, one blessed with battle and one blessed with prophecy, and their journey discovering that the fae are real when they are banished from their elven homeland. we get to see the underground world of the fae, their bonded animal companions, a really cool tree of souls, and the different magic...

[magnifiico]

He’s allowed this. I’ve allowed this; I’ve permitted this—

Practically a mantra on repeat behind the king’s stoic facade, bleeding through the faintest cracks of that composure: the clench of his jaw, the flex of his fingers in their neat tuck behind his back. He reminds himself that the musician is only here on his own authorization, that he’s oh-so-graciously welcomed a foreigner knowing full well he’d not be a threat. And he wasn’t. He isn’t. But something about that knowing spark in his dark eyes…

Well, as king, it wouldn’t be right to exercise violence against his people—much less a guest. One man to another, however, and Magnifico would rather enjoy seeing just how long that smirk on his face would last… Hm. Imagination did wonders; he’d survive this exchange yet.

“Oh, I’m not worried,” he answers in kind, appraising the man with a pointedly slow once-over to truly sell his point. His smile reflects that of the other, and his head cants just slightly to one side with a silent provocation of his own: What, in anything I’m seeing in front of me, is there to be worried about? (Though whether this is to convince himself or his guest, he declines to consider.)

Then, as if breaking from a spell, King Magnifico clears his throat, rolls his shoulders back as he listens to the entertainer’s grandiose claims. A thoughtful noise thrums right into the first syllable of his reply: “Certainly. Who am I to stop you from spreading the one thing you know best?” There, lurking in layers of his tone is the sentiment of The only thing you know. “I only ask that you not take it too personally, should the people of Rosas find no reason to remember you once you’ve taken your leave.”

AH ... check ... and mate . it would seem his defiance has certainly reached its target , if the king's reaction is anything to go by ... for what is it but a man summoning a crumbling composure ? boy , does he love getting under someone's skin ... just for fun . truth be told , he has little clue as to why he's being so foolish . it's not like his own security guards can shield him from the punishment of royalty , wherein the word of magnifico goes above his own , so long as he graces his territory ... but since the king has deigned to grant him such a ... warm welcome , how could he ever deprive him of his sincere gratitude ?

pinche cabrón . canalla . hijo de pu -

wait wait wait . he'd best stop every curse that rattles away in his mind in the musician's mother tongue . whatever it is he's looking for in the king , it certainly cannot be obtained by breaking character . it is no different than stepping into the role of a fool in a film ... this is easy .

❛ tch ... bueno , su majestad , how can i wear out a welcome that's been scarcely given to me ? you know , you should be thanking me . after all , we are not enemies , so you can stop clutching that pretty little crown of yours so tightly . not everyone is out to rob you of ... well , your most precious treasure , ❜ ernesto says , gesturing with one hand at magnifico , a sly little smirk upon his lips .

❛ but . everywhere i go , people want for entertainment and refreshment for their souls . your people are no different , and that is why i am here , aaaaall the way from mexico . you see , i am here to inject just a little bit of life into this lovely little island , which ... may i just say ... is nothing short of paradise . i can readily see why you are so proud . indeed , one has to wonder why a king so proud of his achievements would feel so perturbed by the presence of an outsider ... after all , i am simply a celebrity , señor . a mere aficionado of music and art . ❜

[forgedcold]

★ FILL IN THE QUESTIONS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE.

TAGGED BY: @localseeker 

TAGGING: @blacknpurplewarpster, @haltandhug, @autobot-scout-riella, @martyrix, @swordbearing, @mnemoiisms, @big-ultra-mags​​, @resignedwarlord​

BY REQUEST OF @localseeker​-- Interviewer: Starscream

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?   “You’re joking.”

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?   Optic roll. “I do not have the patience for your games, Starscream.”

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU’RE CALLED THAT? “What, annoyed? Irritated? Violent? You tell me.”

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? Facepalm. 

5. WHAT ARE YOUR POWERS AND ABILITIES? “If history has proven anything, I am always paces ahead of your scheming, but my true power is my intellect and ability to continuously abandon and betray those who believed in me.” A pause.  “I do hope you have enough processing power to recognize sarcasm.”

6. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? "Really, Starscream?”

7. HAVE YOU EVER REPAINTED YOUR PLATING? "You try my patience.”

8. DO YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY MEMBERS? "No.”

9. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? "...I have glitchmice.”

10. TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE. Looks at Starscream and laughs.

11. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES OR ACTIVITIES YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME? "Thinking, scheming, sometimes writing.”

12. HAVE YOU EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE? "I don’t know, Starscream. Have I?” There’s a particular gleam in his eye.

13. HAVE YOU EVER… KILLED ANYONE? “Mmm. I have what Rodimus calls a ‘meme’ for this. Here.”

14. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU? "Monster is a more appropriate descriptor, wouldn’t you agree?”

15. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS. "You.”

16. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE? “Yes.”

17. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL? “...I do not mold to human identifiers of sexuality.”

18. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL? "No.”

19. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS SOMEDAY? “...Why do you ask me human rituals for life commitments and procreation? I am not capable.” 

20. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANS? Huffs. 

21. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF? “You don’t get to know, Starscream.”

22. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR? “Displeasure.”

23. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE? "Only a concept: happiness.”

24. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? “Criminal and Captain.”

25. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE? “Some.”

26. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE? “I’d rather not get into mathematical concepts.”

27. FAVORITE DRINK? "Anything but fools energon.”

29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE? "Anywhere that’s silent and I am alone.”

30. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE? “Another concept: recovery.”

31. WHAT’S YOUR DICK SIZE?

32. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN? “Neither.”

33. WHAT’S YOUR ‘TYPE’? “Your question is ambiguous.”

34. ANY FETISHES? “Being left alone.”

35. TOP OR BOTTOM? DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE? "Ask your next question carefully, Starscream.”

36. CAMPING, OR INDOORS? “I have no preference.”

37. ARE YOU WAITING FOR THIS INTERVIEW TO BE OVER? “Was it not for my vow of nonviolence, I would have crushed your throat in response to the first question.”

[callmelovergirl]

I HAVE ONE *clears throat* How about Irina (on phone so don't know if I spelt that right (new to fandom lol)) as a carer/guardian? So she lives with a student cuz they're foreign or don't have parents

omg Irina would be the best like sister like guardian

Mom? | Irina Jelavić x Kid!Reader

this is not in anyway romantic this is Irina sista shit

Being an assassins has its perks. Being a kid assassin doesn't. You have tried and tried to be a normal kid, but the adult life is forced upon you.

Coming from Russia without parents to Japan was the hardest thing you have had to do, and you've done a lot (murderous wise). Living alone at 10 has been proven to be difficult. Although you don't love living alone, you finally get the chance to be a kid and go to school. Well you couldn’t say normal school. Since you're quite the popular assassin, the Japanese government brought you in to try and kill an.... OCTOPUS?!  This was definitely something new. You never really ever saw your mom. So when you saw a hot woman sitting in your kitchen, you flipped. You grabbed at the knife you always keep on you, clinging onto the wall and creeping towards the entry to the room. Right as you were about to pounce around the corner, a voice catches you off guard.

“Didn’t they tell you I was coming? They gave you a second room in this shit hole for a reason,” a bitchy voice asked from the room you were just about to enter.

“Um no they just sent me out here for an assignment and didn’t give me many details,” you hesitantly answered.

You heard a chair screech and light footsteps approach your perch behind the doorway. What you weren’t expecting was a younger woman, looking in around her early twenties, with a skimpy tight blue dress on. 

“I’m Irina Jelavić. I’ll be your guardian until we kill this bastard or whatever,” the tone ‘Irina’ had was pissing you off.

The only helpful thing Irina had done this morning was explain what she was doing here. This is going to be a long ride.

The first week had you exhausted and a little confused. Like you got a few scratches and limbs off, but they just grew back. This definitely was not no ‘can you please help me find my daddy’ teary eyed mission. Irina warmed up to you in a few days. With matching hobbies, well only being assassins, helped the comfortable banter between you two. The understanding you both had, both being assassins at a young age, of the hardships of being assassins created a dynamic one could possibly call a sisterly bond. Yes there were times where you looked better in her shirt than her, and times where she drank all of your juice that you labeled as yours, but you could proudly share that you liked Irina.

The rest of Class 3-E did not know about your closeness with Irina. The friendship never really puckered through when you guys were at school. So when Irina kept pestering and consoling you for throwing a football at Karma’s face because he was an asshole, you couldn't help but make some rude retorts. One in particular caught the rest of the classes’ eye ear. 

“Ok mom leave me alone,” you were completely oblivious to the mistake you made. This comment was normal for you two, but not class 3-E. 

Nagisa gave you a funny look, and Isogai asked what the hell was that. They were used to all of the formalities and respect with the teachers, not moM! 

You looked around confusedly. “What? Did you guys not know that she lives with me? Get with the program tsk,” you responded. The cacophony of WHATs and WHEN DID THIS HAPPENs had you and Irina rolling on the floor for days.

hey guys! it’s been so long and I’m so sorry for that 😅 I hope you liked this one, and my inbox is open so send in whatever!

[magnifiico]

“What's the point, if not victory?”

@experthiese || meme

The words bring Magnifico to cock his head over his shoulder, blink slowly—processing, really, what that in fact means coming from a man like . . . him. “With all due respect, my dear Lupin”—oh, and how he chooses that phrase very deliberately, leaving it entirely up to interpretation how much of that is actually due—“I can't in confidence agree that your version of 'victory' quite lines up with mine . . . or many others', frankly.”

He turns around fully to face the other, appraises him with a slow onceover while he deliberates his next words. “Surely you know not all of us have the luxury of selfishness.” His tone sharpens ever so slightly, though whether it's directed at the thief or himself . . . even Magnifico doesn't spare the time to find out. “There are bigger things than the next great heist to satisfy your juvenile need for a thrill.”

[callmelovergirl]

I was wondering if you can do fruit basket request a Kyo x reader where the reader is depressed and she gets bullied but she also has a similar curse like kyo she the year of wolf the reader family knows about her curse and disowns like they think she a disgrace abuse her and doesn’t want her and she feels so worthless she gets to a point where she feels not good enough and that she completely loses control of herself and her wolf urges and turns into wolf or monster version wolf and kyo he tries to help her snap out of it I hope this makes sense maybe in the end it’s all cuteness fluff

Note : kyo and the reader known each other since childhood and they both like each other but don’t want to admit there feelings

I aslo got inspired by the movie called wolf children I definitely recommend watching it

I hope this is ok if not I can change it

hi!! thanks for the request I can totally do this. I watched Wolf Children just to get a better feel, and it was the best movie ever. Totally DID NOT make me sob.

Safe Haven ~ Kyo Sohma

masterlist

tw: angst, bullying, mentions of abuse, depression

Sticks and stones break bones, but words will never hurt me.. right? Well whoever wrote that is a big fat liar. Words actually hurt more than broken bones, and I have a right to say that. Especially when it happens at the same time. 

Parents are supposed to love and be there, well they were there but not in the right ways. They were constantly over your head, on your arm, on your throat (literally). Now they’re not here. Thankfully, you left, now living off of dollar store ramen and cheap hotels. They’re not physically here, but the scars and the trauma they left is. Haunting words hunt you down in your dreams. How you’re never good enough, a freak, always going to be alone. All of the screaming and the violence, in words and actions, were etched in your brain. 

You had never told anyone about your past. The past of hate and regret. All because of some unlucky child, me. Your parents always wanted a child, until their child possessed a wolf spirit. Your parents, aunts, uncles, and grandparents all hated me due to the year of the wolf living in their newborn child. Growing up in a world of hate, you never knew love. Until you met Kyo when you were 6. 

As a kid, you were never let out, but you were able to sneak out to your special spot under a sycamore tree. One night while you were out, weaving flowers, a strange boy walked up to your hunched figure. That night had been one of the bad ones, the bruises were already showing, and the cuts had dried blood and in risk of infection. This strange boy, now known as Kyo Sohma himself, is your best friend. 

Kyo knows you inside and out. He may not show it, but his love for you is overflowing. He cares for you more than life itself. So seeing you storm out of your house, clutching your hand when you were 8 he knew something was up. After weeks of pestering and pleading, you finally gave in and confessed about your home life. Kyo had never felt so mad and helpless. The abuse from those around you didn’t stop when you had entered school.

Being possessed by the wolf spirit carries on your human form, in smell and habits. Much to your despair, and Kyo’s, your classmates caught onto your forest and hairy smell. Their taunts didn’t cease as they grew up. They grew as they did, and sooner or later you would snap. 

“Ew dog girl”

“Learn your place animal”

“You’ll never fit in with us”

Their words rung around in your brain. Your parents degrading words, and your classmates’ sharp retorts have you feeling helpless and gone. You ran out of the classroom after a particular taunt. Tears flew out of your eyes, and your breath staggered as you made it to the outside. A woody aroma swelled through your senses. 

“Y/N please wait it’ll be ok I’m here,” Kyo hurried behind you in attempts to help calm you down. The words won't stop running through your mind. Your heart raced. You couldn’t even hear your best friend at this point. Your best friend who you loved more than words. Your best friend who dried your eyes, and kissed your tear stained cheeks. Your best friend who yelled and fought at the kids who threw taunts and punches at you. Your best friend couldn't ever bring you back.

You could feel the pushing of claws at the end of your fingers. The speeding of skin for ears. The anger that follows the relentless spirit that is within you. 

A hand grabbed your shoulder, and you lashed out with those striking claws of yours. Drawing blood from Kyo’s right hand, he stepped back. Looking up, your e/c eyes met his. Kyo’s auburn eyes, filled with concern for the one he loves so much, pulled you back. Now aware of the situation, you sobbed. You sobbed for your hurt best friend. You sobbed for the hurtful words threw at you. You sobbed for the feeling of helplessness. You sobbed and screamed at the spirit that had consumed your mind. 

Kyo pulled you into his chest. The closeness enveloped you with warmth. You cried out your apologies for hurting him. His understanding and encouraging words lead to your end of crying. Looking up to catch those auburn eyes again, you smiled. You realized the closeness of you two and furiously blushed, and your eyes averted his. 

“Here let’s go out, my treat,” Kyo suggested. Kyo has always known how to make you feel better. It’s almost like he wants you to gain 200 pounds with his ‘treats’. 

Walking 10 minutes to your favorite ice cream store was a common thing that you and Kyo did. He told you to wait by the door while he grabbed the sweet treats. As he walked back you admired him, his lean body, his fluffy red hair, his stunning eyes, and his cheeks. You’ve always been in love with your best friend. How could you not? You were in love with him. You were unconditionally and irrevocably in love with your best friend Kyo Sohma.

I hope you guys like this one! I love writing it so I hope you love reading it!! I’m finally with WiFi, so I’ll be able to get back to my requests so my inbox is open <3

[callmelovergirl]

Hey there may I request a Kureno Sohma scenario where after graduation for high school (maybe like secretly because of akito) he not like proposes but ask her to marry him thank you :) :)

Totally! Thank you for the request!

New Beginnings ~ Kureno Sohma x F!Reader

masterlist~

tw: none :)

You had dreamed of graduating the second you had stepped into the Highschool. You had never really gotten along with your classmates, so you spent most lunches alone. You never really minded, you normally kept to yourself. Through the years it had always been you, and you liked it that way. You were a person who liked to stay constant. In your straight road of life, a mysterious bump caused you to stray off track. That mysterious bump turned out to be the best mistake you've ever run over (and out).

By run over, I meant run into. On the second day of the second week of your second year of Highschool, you had bumped into Kureno Sohma. Well obviously you didn't know his name at the time, but it was him. After profusely apologizing, he laughed it off and said it was fine. Finally straightening your back, you took a good look at the stunning stranger. Catching his eyes was the greatest gift the heavens could've given you. You hadn't noticed that he was trying to get your attention.

"Excuse me, I need to go now," he politely excused himself. Not wanting him to go, you grabbed onto the sleeve of his shirt. Surpised by your sudden actions you gave out a little yelp.

With every ounce of confidence you had left, you asked if you could see him again. He looked flustered beyond belief. That look was the cutest expression, it was imprinted into your mind and dreams. One meeting lead to another. But on your third meeting, Kureno Sohma didn’t look like the dreamy new born faun you had run into. He had looked panicked and anxious. His expression changed your mood immediately. Quickly trotting up to meet him, your hands met his chest in a silent frantic way of needing an explanation.

“Please have you told anybody about us meeting?” the rushed words coming out in a blur, but you were able to understand them.

“No I would never without letting you know first, what’s wrong what’s going on?” you shakily let out. He explained the situation. Long story short, the family doctor’s partner’s memories got erased after the doctor let the family head know that they were together. 

You were relieved that he didn’t want to end things with you. Although the thought of losing Kureno was frightening, you telling other people wasn’t on the agenda. After reassuring him about the security of the secret, you two headed into a cafe to grab a bite to eat. 

A year and a half had gone by, and now it was graduation. A year and a half of a closeted and healthy relationship with Kureno. You had never been happier. Looking around at the kids who had been around you for years, you decided that you were happy to leave. Stepping out of the building, the soft spring breeze hit your face. Looking behind at the doors that had held up your building of education, you said your final goodbyes. 

You walked toward the pier as Kureno wanted to meet you for a walk to celebrate with you tonight. Seeing as he wasn't here yet, you leaned over the edge and looked out towards the darkening skyline. The sun just beginning to disappear under the horizon distracted you from the steps approaching you. The presence beside you didn’t startle, as you were expecting company. Not bothering to look over, but you knew Kureno was leaning over watching the sunset with you. 

“It’s finally over,” you quietly let out. 

“What are you planning on doing in the future?” Kureno asked giving a glance over his right shoulder to look at you.

“I’m thinking of taking a few years off, but other than that I don’t know. Do you have any suggestions?” You were serious for the first part but letting a little joke in won’t hurt right?

“I could imagine us in a small cottage by a river on the countryside. I see you in my future. I mean it,” Kureno fully turned towards you, “stay with me y/n. marry me in the future. let’s make it happen. I know we can.” He had that cute flustered look that you loved so much.

Shocked by his response you gasped. You also turned to your lover, your happiness, and took in what he said. He wants to marry you, he sees you with him in the future, he wants you there. Your eyes welled with tears, and a gentle hand caressed your face. 

You leaned into the warmth, finally letting out “of course Kureno, I’ll be here till we’re both old and withered.” Letting out a chuckle, Kureno smiled eyes filled with love. Finally reaching your neck up for your lips to meet his in a finalizing kiss.

“I love you Kureno.”

“I love you more”

hey guys! I hope you guys liked it ;-;

[magnifiico]

Magnifico has met plenty of young royals in his lifetime—but never has he come across one quite as… unabashedly enthusiastic as the youth in his company now. Oh, sure; there are the energetic and cheerful ones, the calm and stoic ones—and most everything in between—but the common thread tying them all together would always be a detectable trace of a very specific kind of desperation: a need to prove something. To themselves, to their people, to the neighboring kingdoms keeping a watchful eye, wondering if an alliance is worth the trouble. Most take a considerable amount of time to find their footing and feel comfortable with the choices they are making and would continue to make for the good of their subjects—yes, even King Magnifico himself had been there, once upon a time—but Leon…

Magnifico’s no fool. He knows the brightest lights can cast the longest shadows (and so Galar’s prince must face his own collection of doubts somewhere), but genuinely… he senses that radiance is nothing short of true. Pure. Leon knows precisely what he wants for his kingdom—with a conviction Magnifico can’t deny is massively admirable.

He doesn’t even realize his own smile has softened until Leon’s impassioned speech reaches a natural end.

“Well.” That one syllable hangs in the air for a beat, gentle as a rose petal drifting in the breeze. “I doubt you need me to tell you this, Your Highness, but your people are exceptionally lucky to have a generous and selfless prince keeping an eye on them. I hope they show you gratitude for it—and provide the support you deserve in return.” He turns to look out at Rosas fondly, and the pause between his words allows for a deep, contented breath.

“You know,” Magnifico continues, sidelong look exploring his guest’s profile. “I’ve heard about your courage and heroism—that you, ah… unhesitatingly”—some might say recklessly—“face head-on any problems Galar may experience. I understand. And I commend you for it. But.” A stitch forms in his brow, and his head cocks just enough to meet Leon’s eye. “There’s nothing wrong with relying on others all the same—people you can trust. Being King doesn’t mean doing everything yourself.” His lips quirk. “Believe me, I’d be utterly lost without Queen Amaya. Rosas wouldn’t… be without all the ways she’s influenced me and its people.”

@magnifiico; continued from here.

Leon listens attentively, managing to bite back the comment on the tip of his tongue about 'well, it wouldn't be the first record I've set!'. Instead, he returns the smile with a small, polite one of his own, something that only grows as he listens until that small smile has transformed itself into a genuine beam. Delight shines out of him like summer sunlight, warm and radiant and golden. Even his eyes seem to glitter with it, alive with a passion that only ever comes from talking about his kingdom (or his dragon).

❝ I feel the same way! ❞

He can't say he's entirely surprised, for of course a system founded on the idea of manifesting others' desires must surely demand a fair amount of selflessness to envision and bring to fruition, but it's still nice to hear it said out loud.

❝ Hope is the strongest motivator, I've found. It's not possible to live a life entirely devoid of misfortune, nor is optimism ever going to be a miracle cure-all, but it's easier to keep going when you've got support behind you. That's... What I try to be. I may not have magic, but I have my people, and it's my duty as crown prince to serve them well and make sure they never have to face their hardships alone. ❞

❝ I don't know what Galar's future looks like, but as long as I've got Char with me, we'll keep doing all we can to make sure it's a bright one! ❞

[callmelovergirl]

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Dates with Kim Namjoon are fever dreams. You’re floating. Rising above the checkered blanket. Your mind is blank, your hair taut. The sweet smell of nearby strawberries fluttering around with the bees. Namjoon smiles at you. The sun in envy of the warmth he gives. His smile brings your racing heart and mind back down to earth. 

The red checkered blanket covers the dewey grass from dampening your rose colored dress. Namjoon offers you a smile and reaches out to present a bright red strawberry to your lips. He takes the opening curve of your mouth as an invitation to stick the sweet fruit into your awaiting mouth. Chomping down on the treat, you hum in content. An idea graced your mind, eyes gleaming in excitement. You took the strawberry from the tray and cut off the green leafy tip. Placing the strawberry between your teeth, as Namjoon had, you leaned forward. You grasped the back of his head, intertwining your fingers with the soft tufts of his light blue hair. At the light tug at his nape, Namjoon leaned forward in anticipation. Now you had a glint of mischievousness. As his lips neared yours, your lips tugged upwards in a slight smirk. A millisecond away from the juicy bite, you sucked in, taking the fruit with it down your awaiting throat. Namjoon groaned, “You tease.” The humor and childish complaining laced within his words made you throw back your head in a loud barkish laugh.

After your moment of glory, he caught you in is eyes. Locked in, he reached behind you to grasp at your neck. Pulling you close, your heart raced. Eyes still connected. Your gazes’ deciding to break only when your lips met.

[callmelovergirl]

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