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imaslutforcuddles · 2 years ago

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DUMB DUMB

EDDIE MUNSON X FEM!READER

Summary: Your a cheerleader at Hawkins high, Jason trusts you exclusively. Well mainly because your his childhood bestfriend. Yet there is something that no one In the squads know. Your a fantasy lover, and hellfire Is the best fucking thing you’ve ever joined. After being tired of Jason’s bullshit, you decide to mess everything up between the two of you. Best thing yet, he never even saw it coming.

Warnings: Swearing, substance use, smoking, angst (jason), bullying, fighting, loss of virginity, SMUT, p in v, oral (f receiving), squirting, unsafe sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), little bit of Dom Eddie :), praise, subby reader, good girl and shit like that, a lot of orgasming lmfao, overstimulation, Eddie is big.

Word count: 2.5k

A/N: OMFG ITS FINALLY DONE. BTW people HAVE SEX IN THIS SO MINORS BE AWARE!!!!!! I’m not in-charge of your media consumption so i can’t make you click off. I WILL BLOCK YOU THOUGH- The title is a song that i found from a movie called Do Revenge (maya hawke acts in it). I fucking love It, def recommend. HERE Is the Spotify official playlist for it, also recommend listening to while reading this. A smut fic bc eddie deserves some pussy.

You reach into your bag grabbing a twenty, “Is it going to be more expensive because I’m friends with Carver?” Eddie chuckles grabbing the cash and hands you a bag of pre-rolls, “Nah, you get a member discount.” You pause looking down, “Well damn.” Eddie raises his brows, “I guess i can’t leave hellfire then.” The both of you start laughing uncontrollably.

You wipe a stray tear off your face while you both get up from the bench you were sitting on. Sighing, Eddie comes closer to you, “Why are you even friends with him?”

“Because I’m going to make him hurt, like he hurt you.”

Eddie widened his eyes and huffed, “Jesus. h. christ.” He cleared his throat and looked away, trying to hide the growing blush on his cheeks. Smiling, you grabbed your bag. “Hey Eds i think we should head back, I don’t want to miss out of the worst fucking school lunch i’ve ever eaten in my life (we can all agree school lunches are vile).” He frowned, but then grinned not wanting to seem too vulnerable.

“Yep.”

Eddie picked through his lunch as always, head in his hand.

“Hey Eddie are you okay?” Dustin frowned as Eddie raised his head and grinned. “I’m just fine Henderson.” Mike and Lucas looked at each-other sharing a knowing look, “Are you sure Eddie because you kinda look like shit,” Dustin continued. Eddie glared at him, “What did you just say?” Dustin widened his eyes and looked away gulping, “I j-just mean you look a bit tired that’s all!” Eddie shook his head scoffing, “Yeah okay Henderson.”

He looked around and caught your eyes. You winked and smiled at him as he looked away embarrassed.

“Hey peach who are you looking at?” You winced at the cringe pet name and your grin became a thin line as you realized who had started talking to you, “No one Carver.” He stared down at you for a minute waiting for a different answer before it turned into a glare, “I fucking saw you wink at him.” He huffed. You kissed your teeth and sighed, “Who are you talking about jason?”

He scoffed, “You fucking know who the fuck I’m talking about Y/n.” Rolling your eyes you turned to meet his, “I actually don’t Jason that’s why I asked.” He tensed up realising you weren’t going to confess. “You were looking at the fucking freak!” He whisper-shouted. Pressing a hand to your temple you sighed, “He’s not a freak Jason.”

“Oh-ho yes the fuck he is! Why are you defending him?” He fought. “You know what jason?” Pausing you huffed out air you didn’t know you had held in. “The only freak here is you.” You looked everywhere but at his face as he frowned.

As you started to walk off, you turned your head hearing one word fall out of his mouth, “Whore.” You widened your eyes and shook your head. “NOW I KNOW YOU DID NOT JUST FUCKING CALL ME A WHORE JASON CARVER!” If looks could kill, he would be dead on the cold and dirty cafetera floor. His tense figure softened a bit as he started to cower at all the eyes laid on the two of you, “I’m sorry Y/n.” Scoffing at his lame apology you waved your hand and walked off, “Yeah you fucking should be. God you disgust me.”

Being in that school was so suffocating that the second you walked out your breath returned to your body, and you could finally breathe.

You dropped your head and closed your eyes. How could he have called you that? He was far from the truth, you were a virgin. You normally don’t take any sort of offense to being called slutty or anything like that, but Jason wasn’t the type you would pin for slut shaming. Or so you thought. And you couldn’t stop the naging words in the back of your mind.

Jason Carver isn’t a good person. He deserves to pay.

“The hooded cultists chant, hail Lord Vecna.” You scoff and look over at mike. ‘tf is this dumbass saying?’ You mouth, mike grins at your comment and shakes his head with you. “Hail Lord Vecna. They turn to you,” His eyes jolt to you and you freeze, ‘God damnit i can’t fucking die first again, Hegla is too precious to me.’ You cry to yourself. “Remove their hoods, you recognise most of them from makbar. There is one you do not recognise, his skin shriveled,” He turns his focus onto jeff and your breath steadys a little as Erica gulps next to you. “Desiccated, and something else. He is not only missing his left arm, but his left eye!”

Your face drops and you look to your right, “WHAT!” you shout with dustin. You have already lost so much to Vecna, and you thought he was killed by kas!

You lift your hands up to your face and start fake crying. though you believe you might actually start to cry, “Venca is DEAD.” “He was killed by kas!” Mike agrees. You rub your temple in defeat, “So it was thought my friends, so it was thought. BUT VECNA LIVES.”

You gasp again and drop your body weight into your chair, “We’re fuckin dead, doomed, through. Pack it up people!”

Eddie chuckles and continues on while others groan and huff.

“You are scared, your tired, you are injured. Do you flee Venca and his cultists?” You grip your chair fuming and hopped up on caffeine and adrenaline, “Or do you stay and fight.”

You all sit in silence for a while, even Eddie gets impatient. “Come on,”

You think deeply about the consequence of running away, ‘you’d be a coward. but, you’d live.’

Dustin holds his hand up, debating a wise choice. “I say we fight;” You look over at him and nod a little, “To the death.” You nod and smile throwing down your pencil, “To the death!” Mike and Erica agree and soon everyone has joined in chanting. Eddie starts laughing and lays back in his throne as you all slam your hands on the table shouting, Dustin leans back while yelling “TO THE DEATH!”

Erica rolls her D8 and D10 while you all lean closer in anticipation; soon your all shout “YES!” and grinning at the roll.

Mike rolls his D20 and you all hiss and yell in agony when he fails.

Jeff’s turn ends up with Eddie smacking his character off the board.

Win to loss to loss again and again, and again as Eddie laughs maniacally at you all.

A timeout is called and as you huddle up gareth says, “Guys i hate to say this but we have got to flee.” Jeff nods and another says, “I concur.” (His name isn’t specified anywhere he literally is just called ‘freak’)

Erica shakes her head, “Didn’t we literally just say ‘to the death’?” “That wasn’t literal!”

Jeff continues, “Vecna just decimated us, we can’t kill him with three players!” (we’re going to pretend your precious Helga survived) Dustin scoffs, “You too?! He only has 15hp left, don’t be pussies-!” Gareth makes a face, “Pussies, Really? Cause were not delusional?” He whisper yells. You slap a hand to your face to try and stop a laugh, “Gareth i swear to god-” “Delusional? How about not cowards.”

“Hey.” Eddie shouts, “If i may interject gentlemen, ‘Lady applejack/Knight Hegla’. whilst i respect the passion, you’d be wise to take Gareth the greats concern to heart. There is no shame in running.. Don’t try to be heros, not today. Kay?” His grin widens. You look from Erica to Dustin as he raises a finger, “One second.” Back to your huddle, “What do you think mike?” “How many hp do you guys have left?” He asks, “Twelve.” You three say in unison, “It’s risky as hell, but your the ones on the battlefield. So it’s your call.” You try not to smile as Gareth's face contorts the hole time mike talks.

Dustin inhails, “What do you say girls?” Erica looks from you to Dustin, “Do you really gotta ask?” Dustin then looks at you, you smile and raise a brow. “Do you think i look like a bitch to back down from an ass whoopin?” Dustin takes a second, “Screw it.”

“Lets kill this son of a bitch.”

Jeff huffs and you all get closer to the table, “Chances of success are twenty to one!” Dustin points a finger, “Never tell me the odds.”

“Give me the D20.”

Eddie smirks and tosses him the dice.

Your all huddled around the table and Dustin as he rolls, eleven. You groan as Eddie waves his head up and down, “That’s a MISS.” You all hiss as you barely miss, it’s all up to Erica.

All eyes are on Erica as she rolls the D20, Gareth crying, Dustin shouting, You slamming your fist into your palm. Eddie leans closer to the dice, twenty! Your all shouting in victory. Eddie was yipping and jerking, his hands clapping while he smiled in surprise and also he’s just a proud DM.

You decided to stay back with Eddie to help clean the room after the campaign was over and everyone else went home. Eddie came over to you and grinned, “Helga’s still alive ay, you should be proud.” Your mouth hung open and your eyes widened as you punched his arm, “You fucker! It’s not my fault you love to kill us all off like daisies.” It’s true, this is the first campaign you’ve survived. You’ve been in hellfire just over three months.

Eddie chuckled and nudged your shoulder, “I know i’m proud.”

You stopped picking up pieces and dice looking over at Eddie, blushing when you realise just how close he was to you. “You mean it?” He smiled stepping closer, “Of course, Its difficult to survive such..” Eddie started leaning in, to the point you could feel his hot breath against your face, “Difficult campaigns.” Your breath hitched when his lips almost touched, “Eddie?” You felt something warming up in your stomach, “Yeah?”

“Kiss me.”

His eyes widened as you put your lips on his. His lips felt so right connected to yours and you felt a moan building up as he deepened the kiss. Eddie groaned into you as you pressed your body up against his, “God your so beautiful,” you smiled, “I bet i’d look prettier naked on top of you.”

He froze, “Are you okay Eds?” “Never been better.”

So here you are in his bed with butterfly sheets that he never bothered to get rid of, naked.

Eddie kissed you on the lips savoring you, “Can i taste you baby? You look so good.” You moaned and nodded, “Please Eddie.”

“Please what? I want to hear you beg.”

You clenched your thighs together, “Please eat my pussy Eddie.” He grinned, “Of course, how could i refuse my good girl? Your going to be my good girl aren’t you?” He looked into your eyes sending shivers down your spine, “Of course Eds!” You nod your head, eager to be touched. He chuckles at your obedience and starts slowly kissing down your body, his touch like fire against your skin. It felt too good to be true. The boy that you’ve liked for years, is going to eat you out? You whined as his lips teased your thighs, he kissed everywhere but where you need the most. “Please Eddie.” He looked up at you from in-between your legs and you melted, this fine-ass man was willing to fuck you. Your whines soon turned into moans as he began to kiss and suck your clit.

You slid your hands into his thick curls and arched your back, “Oh yes! Please!” You almost screamed and he dipped his tongue into your wet cunt, “Fuck Eddie!” He hums into your cunt, “Your pussy is fucking heaven baby.” The flick of his tongue driving you insane and the was his thumb rubs your clit makes you orgasm quicker than you’ve ever cum before. Legs shaking and eyes rolled back you squeal as he continues to eat your cunt like a dessert, “E-Eddie too mu-” He shuts you up with his two fingers sliding into your wet hole.

Moans are the only noise you make, Eddie smiles into your cunt and keeps sucking and kissing your clit. You cry out and start clenching hard on his fingers, “Are you gonna cum for me again baby?” You can only answer with a whine. He laughs at your answer and starts pumping his fingers faster, hitting your sweet-spot every time.

Your second orgasm wasn’t the same as the first, when you snapped a liquid starting spilling out of you in heaps. You hadn’t realised just what made Eddie so surprised and wet. “What?” You whine out, he doesn’t say anything for a solid five seconds and then he pounces on you, attacking your lips. “Please let me fuck you, f-fuck i don’t think my cock could take not fucking your pretty little pussy.” You widen your eyes and nod vigorously which makes Eddie smile, “Your so needy for my cock aren’t you?” You shake your head again, “Say it baby. Be my good girl and say you want my cock inside you.”

“Please put your cock inside my pussy Eddie. Oh please!” He groans at your eagerness to be spread open by him.

He starts to pull his cock out of his boxers and you almost cum on the spot, his dick was HUGE. Like pornstar big, at-least nine inches. His smile becomes wider when he notices your reaction, “Is it too big for you baby?” You frown and shake your head no, “N-no way! I can take it.”

“Good.”

Eddie rubs his tip on your clit and you squirm a little, but Eddie grabs your hips. “Be a good girl and stay still.”

When Eddie first pushes into you it burns, you hiss and he pulls you into him rubbing your back. “Are you okay baby?” He looks into your eyes trying to search for something, “I’m okay Eddie, just keep going. Don’t stop.” After the first couple thrusts it becomes completely crumbing, you feel like you could melt away into nothing. The way the Eddie whispers, “Taking my cock like such a good girl.”

He spreads your legs open wider and you moan loud into his ear, “Oh such a good girl, keep moaning. Let me know just how good i’m making you feel.”

You start getting closer with every thrust into your sopping cunt, and he can feel it. He starts to pound you faster and you scream, “That’s it, cum for me.” You shake and squirt all over his chest and dick, he groans and your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Can i cum inside you baby?”

You bite your lip and nod, “Please give me your cum, i need it!”

He cums with a loud grunt and lays beside you, “I think i might love you.”

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klxudykai · 5 months ago

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all 26 of my drs

soo as my bio says I have 26 drs!! and today I will be talking about each of them

in all honesty I thought it was a bit of a stretch to shift to that many, but who cares? the universe is unlimited so if I wanna shift to 3, 26, or even 100 I should be allowed to (and so should you!!)

anywaysss lets get into it

Anime drs

MHA - this is literally my MAIN DR. its the first ever dr I thought of shifting to and one of my favorites. I can't wait to shift there omg

MHA (fantasy au) - this isn't one of my top favs but it is def a cool one that I would enjoy fs

AOT (modern college au) - this dr is gonna be so fun I just know it

Haikyuu - volleyball is one of my FAVORITE sports so I already know this is gonna be exciting (I also had a haikyuu obsession ever since 2019 quarantine-)

★ ★ ★

Fame drs

singer - I always wanted to be a famous singer so this made inner 9 year old me SCREAM. I live and breathe music. all kinds of it, too. my playlist will go from SZA to Bone Thugs n Harmony to Billie Ellish and then to Deftones real quick

youtuber - this is another career that 9 year old me wanted. I've always looked up to YouTubers so I knew I would have a trip shifting to where I was one too

street racer - okay Im gonna be so honest and tell y'all rn I don't know jack shit abt cars- all I know is that I wanna have a hot pink car and blast flo milli while dusting a bunch of men in races (hot girl shit I fear-)

90s r&b singer - I love the 90s. the music, the fashion, all of it. absolutely amazing. that's it

band dr - I would love to be the lead singer of a famous ass band. I haven't decided if I was gonna join an existing one or make my own yet but one of the options will be happening

★ ★ ★

TV shows/Movies

hogwarts - when I first got into shifting a LOT of people were shifting to Hogwarts and honestly I understand why. it looks so fun there man

alice in wonderland - this is one of my FAVORITE movies. I love the weirdness of it all and its just so creative and calming for me. (I intend on scripting I live in a cute little cottage on a hill with my two headed cow because I have a major obsession with cows)

diary of a wimpy kid - I got one name for you. and that name is rodrick mf heffley. judge me I do not care but that man is FINE (he probably smells tho but I intend on scripting he isn't cause who tf wants a smelly man??). i also like the idea of being in loded diper

twilight - I've had an obsession with vampires and werewolves (ESPECIALLY werewolves) since I was in 4th grade so this move series and dr is right up my alley (I'm team Jacob btw even tho he's hella childish)

the breakfast club - the first time I watched this movie I was like "I'm officially shifting there". I love coming of age movies especially older ones like this so I didn't hesitate to add it to my list

riverdale - this series was kinda interesting tbh. I heard it got really wacky after the 3rd season though but I guess I'll find that out when I rewatch it (or when I shift idk). SPEAKING OF RIVERDALE- I had two dreams about shifting there and it was so crazy. like the first one was when I was in the diner with the characters and I was looking for my s/o, but I woke up before I could find him. and then the second dream I don't remember but I had the sensation I kissed someone???? so I'm pretty sure I found him LMFAO-

spiderman (itsv-atsv) - absolutely NO words for this one. I've had an obsession with this one ever since it came out. and I almost screamed in the movie theater when the producers hit us with that "to be continued" bs. also hobie brown <33

descendents - I was into every single original Disney channel movie that was released and this was one of them. AND I could be the daughter of Tiana like??? sign me up fr

monster high - these are literally THE monster it girls. it would be a crime to not shift there

total drama - this was the first reality tv show I ever watched and I was so here for it. they got real creative with the drama too

victorious - I LOVE arts. acting, painting, music, dance, you name it. if I could go to a school like this in my cr I would've already been there (oh wait I technically can)

power rangers - SPECIFICALLY the 2017 film. I don't feel like we got a backstory on half of the characters and its so disappointing but oh MAN when my boy DACRE got on that screen I almost hollered. this movie served so hard and it deserved a sequel badly.

stranger things - this was another obsession of mine and I couldn't have it any other way. its gonna be terrifying but badass (like nancy wheeler when she had that damn shotgun)

mid90s - this was a decision I made last week because I had JUST watched the movie and it was my obsession for a little bit too. I experienced a little home sickness (more like a lot of homesickness because I was SAD SAD)

★ ★ ★

other drs I thought of shifting to

demon slayer - this seemed pretty fun, but I heard that later down the plot it got boring and sucked pretty bad so I wasn't sure

kpop - I'm not 100% a kpop fan but I LOVE krnb so I was just thinking of making music like that but its still in the works a bit

avatar - I thought it would be cool, but I wasn't in love with the idea like I thought id be. maybe if I shifted to the first avatar I'd like it but idk yet

farm life - like I mentioned earlier I really love cows and thought a farm would be cool, but I kinda fell out of love with the idea so this most likely won't go all the way through

anastasia - this is one of the drs I most likely will still be shifting to because I just love classic Disney movies (and Dimitri was fine..)

ready player one - in all honesty, I completely forgot I intended on shifting there but its a fun ass concept

pitch perfect - okay but this movie was funny as hell plus singing so why not?

tinkerbell - this entire series was my Roman empire. they were my FAV when I was little and still are

10 things I hate about you - early 2000 movies are my favorite so when I watched this, I wanted to shift there asap

★ ★ ★

okay and I think those are all my drs!! this might be a little over 26 too but oh well LMFAO-

i really enjoyed making this and I hope y'all enjoyed reading it <3

stay tuned for more drs because i am always thinking of new ones to go to!!

#shifting motivation #desired reality #black shifters #quantum jumping #shifting community #shiftblr #shifttok #shifting blog #reality shifting

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gods-favorite-autistic · 9 months ago

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I’m too deep into this fandom already

Incorrect Fantasy High:

Kristen: I turned out perfectly fine!

Tracker: Kristen, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast

Kristen: I DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN!!!

Kristen: What do you think Fig will do for a distraction?

Adaine: She’ll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That’s what I would do.

*Building explodes and several car alarms go off*

Adaine: ... or she could do that.

Fig: We need to get through this locked door. Fabian, give me your credit card.

Fabian: Here.

Fig, pocketing it: Thanks. Gorgug, kick down the door.

Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.

Fabian: Shit.

Fig: Wait, three?

Cop: Yeah?

Adaine: OH MY GOD RIZ FELL OFF!!!

Fig: Riz isn’t answering his phone

Fabian: I’ll call

Fig: Adaine and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

Riz: Hello?

Adaine: Dammit, Fig!

Fig: What?! It wasn’t me!

Adaine: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Fabian!

Fabian: Not me either.

Adaine: Oh...Then who set the house on fire?

Kristen: *whistles*

Fig: *Screams*

Fabian: *Screams louder to establish dominance*

Kristen: Should we do something?

Gorgug: No, I want to see who wins.

Riz: You saved me. I owe you my life.

Fabian: No thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.

Adaine: Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor.

Fig: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

Riz: You're my best friend, I would do anything for you.

Adaine: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.

Riz: Absolutely not.

Fig: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Adaine’s been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get her out...

Riz: You know, not every problem can be solved with a sword.

Fabian: That's why I carry two swords.

Kristen: I’d like to offer you moral support, but I have questionable morals.

Fig: I was born for politics. I have great hair and I love lying.

Gorgug: Physically, yes, I could fight a bird. But emotionally? Imagine the toll.

Tracker: So what’s for dinner?

Kristen, staring at the food she just burnt: Regret.

Adaine: What are your goals?

Gorgug: To pet all the dogs.

Adaine: No, fitness goals.

Gorgug: To be able to run fast enough to pet all the dogs.

Fig: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?

Riz: *chugs entire bottle*

Riz: It’s perfume.

Kristen: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao

Adaine: What did you do Kristen?

Kristen: A MISTAKE

*Fig and Kristen sitting in jail together*

Kristen: So who should we call?

Fig: I’d call Adaine, but I feel safer in jail

Adaine: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Fabian?

Fabian: … No.

Gorgug: I do!

Adaine: I know, Gorgug.

Gorgug: I’m sad!

Adaine: I know, Gorgug.

Kristen: Fig and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us

Adaine: *Sighing* What did Fig do?

Kristen: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...

Fig: Who wants a steering wheel?

Kristen: Are you sure this is the right direction?

Fig: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest!

Adaine: In that case, we're definitely lost.

Sandra Lynn: Jawbone and I are having a baby.

Adaine: That's gre-

Jawbone, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.

Adaine: Are we really going to let Fabian “keep” Riz?

Fig: We kept Gorgug.

Adaine: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.

Fabian: This knife is actually a magic wand.

Fig: Meet me in the Denny’s parking lot for a wizard duel.

Riz: *cocks gun* Magic missile.

Gilear: What the fuck is wrong with you people

Gorgug: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Fabian: Several traffic violations.

Fig: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Adaine: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.

Riz: Also, that’s not our car.

Fabian: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what The Ball will and will not eat.

Fig: Grass? Yes!

Fabian: Moss? Yes!!

Fig: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

Fabian: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Fig: Worms? Sometimes!

Fabian: Rocks? Usually nah.

Fig: Twigs? Usually!

Fabian: Kristen’s cooking? Inconclusive!

Adaine: How did you… test this?

Fig: You just hand him stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if he eats it, he eats it.

Adaine: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Gorgug: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

Gorgug: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life

Adaine: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!

Riz: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!

Kristen: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Fig: My moral code, is that you?

Gorgug:

Gorgug: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mom left me but do you guys need a hug?

#incorrect fantasy high #incorrect dimension 20 #fantasy high #dimension 20 #these guys are rattling around in my brain rent free #autism (mads) speaks #I threw in a couple of figs parents for funsies

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alienaiver · 2 years ago

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Chapter 1: miles

Chapter summary: your father has passed and you must stand up with your head held high as you accept your fate - you mustn’t show the overwhelm on your face. as you meet your new advisor for the first time, hope sprouts in the deepest part of you.

Warnings for this chapter: mentions of parental death, i’m exploring grief but only mildly as it is not entirely the main focus. Otherwise, it’s fluffy and world-building-ish

Wordcount: 8.7k words

Chapter content: fluff, sfw, fantasy AU, royalty AU, mild angst, genderneutral reader (so neutral that both men and women can also insert themselves), poc and bodytype! friendly reader, no use of y/n, tense and offical language from idiot to idiot, budding romance

notes: here is the first chapter!! i gotta admit, im actually very nervous about this. i know its good!!! but like!! does it make sense? to other people? this was honestly an imprompto idea i came up with and decided “heck, itll be good practice for my own fantasy book” and then. sat down LMFAO. ive never written medieval fantasy like this before and i think thats where my nervousness stems from! i also made sure to make the reader as gender neutral as possible since i usually only stumble upon afab!readers in fantasy and i wanted to provide some more <33333

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Truth be told you were never the proper heir you were supposed to have been at 25 years of age. You’d already assumed the title Crown-in-Waiting at the age of 17, marking the official beginning of your training to become the ruler of Karasuno Kingdom.

But with a young father in prime health, the start of your title’s work had been slow. He’d seen no reason to hurry with the preparations of you taking over the throne as he saw himself with many years to rule still. Your education, of course, began in childhood and you were familiar with communications between the territories and you were even with land to steward already. The peace treaty between Karasuno Kingdom and the Nekoma States four years ago were done by yours truly, heralded as such in stories, albeit it was with your crown’s supervision. You’ve been talked of as the Bringer of Serenity by the Farseers and even in the songs written by the minstrels, a Catalyst for Unity. The titles make heat flush to your face and a desire to hide your face in your hands emerge from you, but you’ve been very grateful with the positive tone your kingdom’s had with you so far even with your inexperience.

So when tragedy strikes, you’re taken aback abruptly and the walls that’s been protecting you for your entire life crumbles around you. The physical walls of the Karasu Keep are still very much intact but that does nothing to quell the grief that emerges from deep inside of you at the news. The crown’s death is a shock to everyone from the coastal regions and well through the inland duchies and it strikes the kingdom with sorrow as it hits the keep where you’ve just spent the past few days in practical leisure, awaiting the return of your father.

You don’t understand. This was a routine trip – one to keep up the agreements between Karasuno Kingdom and the Fukurodani Empire that your father journeyed every year to show the kingdom’s appreciation of cooperation. The trading between the two kingdoms had both risen and prospered with the proper and legal routes to jewels, silks, and leathers. You grasp at the necklace around your neck with the Moonstone embedded, gifted to you by said empire as you try to control your breathing. Your drawing room’s filled with servants, all frozen and observing you horribly, unsure of how to help you handle the news that the poor errand boy came running into your quarters with mere moments ago.

“I wish to be left.” is all you can mutter out before you fall back on the armchair you rose from at the errand boy’s arrival. Everyone scrambles to leave except for your closest maidservant and dear friend, Azumane. As silence drapes over the room like a blanket, you belatedly realize you’d dropped the book you were reading on the floor – you’d probably have to search a while for the page you’d reached. You can’t seem to remember what page you’d last counted.

Azumane’s hands are holding your left, drawing circles into the palm in what he hopes is a calming gesture, “I’m so sorry for your loss, your Majesty.” he tries but you internally tut at the formality of his words. Those are words from a servant, not from a friend. And you’d like your friend at this moment.

“Oh, what am I to do, Asahi?” you ask him but you’d be surprised if he had any other answer than the one you already know. You sigh and look out the window to your left, at the unchanged scenery of the mountains that’s currently covered in the whitest snow. No one climbs them during this time of year.

He mirrors you with a sigh and it’s clear he’s struggling to hold back tears. Yours has yet to come. An official declaration has to be called, a notice to mark the Seven days of Mourning before you will have to claim the throne as the next crown. You will have to contact your father’s advisor, the knights, figure out if and where his body might be located so you can go forth with the burial on the seventh day or if you need to reschedule the mourning of the kingdom. You know the errand boy down from the kitchens and you’re convinced of the fact that he raced to inform you as soon as the runner had returned with the news. You might even have been told before your father’s advisor who stayed home from the journey, seeing as it had been a supposedly friendly meet with long-standing and positive relationships. You inhale sharply before you once again rise from the chair with a heavy look in your eyes. You must endure the entire country’s grief as a seed next to your own and handle the duties passed on to you with as much flawless grace as possible as to not rouse any mistrust with neighboring kingdoms.

///

Curiously and almost miraculously, Sugawara has never formally been introduced to you or met you even though he’s been living in the keep almost as long as you, only short of the first 11 years of his life. You and he have even shared the same scribe tutoring you in both letters and numbers when you were younger, but somehow your ways never intertwined growing up.

That doesn’t mean Sugawara doesn’t know you.

You’ve always made your dutiful appearances in the royal court and the lands you’ve stewarded through the years have always described you as proper and good at handling your responsibilities. Your studies are known and remarkable throughout the lands and he’s sure that like every other bachelorette and bachelor in this land, he blushes at your gentle smiles you grace your people with. Your speeches are always bubbling over with love for your kingdom and your people and there’s no doubt in his heart that you were meant for the role you’ve been given in life. You’re a star in your own right.

He's also been blessed personally, a few colorful times in his life as the advisor’s successor, to eye contact directly from you in court or during festivities. It’s taken everything in him always to keep it, to prolong the fortunate moment where the two of you are connected in more than just being in the same hall.

His friends have teased him that he should get used to your blazing gaze connecting with his, seeing how much you’ll be together once you become crown.

In the Karasuno Kingdom, it is not uncommon for the royal advisor of the current crown to resign and pass over their role to their own successor when the crown changes heads. Which is also why, he thinks, that they’ve never introduced the two of you. Both the current crown himself and his advisor were sure of his long life yet, full of vitality and youth. There was no reason to start cooperating between the Crown-in-Waiting and their advisor before it was deemed necessary. Sugawara’s always been impatient since he’s known who he was supposed to work with and support since childhood and looked forward to it with an almost fanatical excitement. But this? This isn’t how he’s ever pictured your meeting before.

Which is funny because he’s always known his supposedly exciting work wouldn’t begin until his crown passed away. He writes it down to the fact that he started his apprenticeship when he was still too young to know what that entailed yet and thereafter hasn’t given the procedure of the start much thought. Much like a child learning they’ll inherit something from a parent when they pass and being excited for that day to come before understanding the implication.

His teacher is pacing around the tower room that has been Sugawara’s study since childhood, muttering curses and grudges to himself. The “this wasn’t supposed to happen” seems to be the most recurring phrase in his current, panic-induced vocabulary. Sugawara wants to be understanding and empathetic towards his teacher who has just learned the news that his superior and dearest friend has passed away in an untimely fashion but he also can’t help but dread how the current situation looks – to the outside, mostly. He knows you’re popular and well-liked within the walls of their keep and in the kingdom as a whole but it’s no secret even across their borders that you’re sitting very much ill-prepared for the challenge you’re going to have to face now. The crown has often – though most times have been in an inebriated state – proudly announced that he kept you off of the usual Crown-in-Waiting duties so that you could enjoy a free life as long as possible.

Sugawara’s not even sure how much practical knowledge you even possess, having not been the one advising you until now (not that anyone has, the position has been formally his since you entered the Crown-in-Waiting title eight years ago.)

His mentor, who’s been very much like a father to him too, takes in a deep, steadying breath and then turns to Sugawara, “I am not allowed to introduce you until the Seven Days of Mourning has passed since it will count as official work not to do with the burial. You must prepare as much as you possibly are able to within the walls of this study but keep your focus on politics, the public relations, and laws so that you will be best prepared in the immediate affairs they might have to deal with.”

Sugawara nods and start to walk towards the bookcases lining the far wall, filled with both books, scrolls and study notes he’s accumulated over the years. The four bookcases had intimidated him back when he just began, so empty safe for a few five to ten books and scrolls. His teacher had proudly told him of how full they’d become when he was done and he’d scarcely believed him. But here he is over 15 years later with books stacked on the floor due to lack of space.

With tears lining his lower lash line, he starts reading up on the most recent border and trade laws engaged with the southern duchies, guessing trouble might rise there first.

///

It is the Seventh Day of Mourning and tomorrow he will have to work side-by-side with a grieving Crown-in-Waiting turning leader of a whole kingdom. The burial of the king has finished a mere few hours ago and Sugawara’s currently in the servant’s kitchens with his close friend, head of the Royal Guards, Sawamura Daichi, drinking ale and eating the simple feast that marks the end of the Mourning.

There will be days of preparation before the crowning will commence. All the coastal and inland dukes have to be gathered and publicly announce their agreement and support to the Crown-in-Waiting for the coronation before they can presume their role as the rightful ruler of this country. However, Sugawara is officially able to be announced your advisor tomorrow as it requires a much smaller ceremony, one that mostly includes a few elected officials and his own teacher. And most nerve-wrackingly,

You.

“I hope the precious Crown-in-Waiting is prepared for what’s coming.”

Sawamura sounds bitter and Sugawara’s actually surprised he doesn’t put his mug down harder than he does. He raises an eyebrow silently at his friend, deciding to give him the free space to vent his rage. He knows it’s not about the Crown-in-Waiting at all. Sawamura slurs out some more profanities and when he’s about to mutter out words that border on the line of treason thanks to the amount of ale he’s taken in, Sugawara shuts him up, “I know you feel guilty but you’ll be banished if you utter out any more words.” He takes the mug from the head of the Royal Guard calmly as if looking for a fight but his friend lets him, lets him wrap his arm around his shoulders so he can carry him back to the barracks. Sawamura is one of the important people meant to oversee his friend’s own inaugural ceremony as the official royal advisor so Sugawara would like him in proper shape.

Outside in the courtyard, Sawamura gets queasy and Sugawara sighs over the fact that he didn’t stop him from drinking sooner. He lets him bend over a bush and turn away from the sounds of his friend spilling out his emotional guts.

“Are you ever punished if you get vomit on the armor?” he asks his best friend to lighten the mood, halfway to the barracks. Sawamura grunts in response and gags again, this time with a low, self-deprecating laugh following to signal he’s just messing with Sugawara. “Daichi.” Sugawara says sternly as if to remind him that he’s currently doing him a favor, dragging him away before he makes a mess or even loses his title and work.

“You’ll protect the new crown too, right?” Sugawara can’t help but ask as he eyes the lights of the entrance. He knows his friend would never betray the Crown no matter who wore it but he fears he feels too guilty to serve properly. When Sawamura doesn’t answer he says his entire name in a reprimanding manner, hoping to get a proper response. Sawamura drags his arm back from Sugawara and he lets him, watches him bend down to a squat next to him on the ground, “I killed him, Koushi. It’s my fault.”

It’s all he lets out and Sugawara has to drag him back up again with a reprimand of too much ale. Luckily, a few of his Guardsmen, Tanaka and Nishinoya are enjoying the fresh air of the night and casual talk outside the barracks and spot them when they’re near. They thank Sugawara for his help and promise to get their commander back in bed safely.

The walk back to the keep isn’t far, especially when you aren’t carrying your heavy-hitter Royal Guard Commander of a friend over your shoulder. Sugawara sighs out as he looks up at the sky. The stars are visible tonight and he tries to recall the constellations he was taught once. He almost wants to laugh at himself for his inability to use the stars – he hopes he doesn’t ever have to guide his crown through wilderness with only the stars to guide him. He’d never get them to safety. If he makes sure Azumane is with you, he’s convinced you’ll be fine. He sees his own breath in the air and chases it with his hand, reaching towards the sky as if asking for guidance.

Still, Sawamura’s words haunt him. Everyone knows it wasn’t anywhere near his fault that their crown has tragically passed and no one is accusing him of the death but Sugawara thinks that he can understand the knight’s pride. He was with the crown when he passed, surrounded by savage bandits of unknown origins, unable to protect his sworn crown and get him home safely and alive. Sugawara feels a shiver run down his back from the thought of the pain he must be going through -and the survivor’s guilt that must be pooling in his gut, gnawing, growing, and taking form. He knows Sawamura would’ve given his own life had it saved the ruler of their beloved kingdom. He’s suddenly glad that Sawamura has other knights to take care of him too, people who will get his devotion and hurt better than Sugawara, a meager advisor who has scarcely left the Karasu Keep growing up except for going to the three nearby and local towns. A man who’s never known the blood or the decisions of the battlefield. He bows slightly and mentally thanks Sawamura’s men in the guard for also guarding him as he gives the stars a final look.

The sky outside is clear and Sugawara can faintly hear the birds from the big oak tree outside of the stained-glass window in his study. Like many nights before, he’s taken to sleeping in the quarters of his books and parchments, comforted by the scent of his candles and the endless pages. The calm doesn’t last long before the door swings open and his mentor hurries inside and closes the door with a back-kick, “I’ve been looking all over for you, Koushi! You must prepare for the ceremony at once!”

He’s tutting at him but he nonetheless places a tray with breakfast in front of him – one of finer quality than Sugawara is used to seeing and he can’t stop himself from tracing the veins of the wood. It’s carvings is compelling and beautiful.

He hears his mentor scoff at him, “Koushi! No time! Eat your fill – I know you’re prone to a bigger filling of grain but I know you. If you eat too much, you’ll be nauseous during the ceremony!” he sits down on the chair opposite of the desk and pushes air out through his nose, “imagine that! So focused on your own stomach you won’t hear a word being said to you by the crown!”

Sugawara laughs cheerfully and pulls the tray closer to him, delighted at the sight of a cup with flower tea. His mentor has always treated him to this exclusive tea during milestones of his training. “What? Are you speaking from experience?” he jokes as he takes the first bite of the bread from the side, already buttered. Based on the fillings, he suspects it’s the kitchen matron who’s prepared this. She’s always enjoyed treating him, complimenting him on his polite and kind behavior (when he in truth was sent on a test by his mentor to test his conversational skills in regard to intercepting information not given easily or for free).

His mentor scoffs again and jerks his head up in mock-offense, “I know of no such thing.”

Sugawara laughs and reaches for the glass of water. It’s cold and newly pumped and he feels he’s in for a treat with this lavish breakfast he’s being given. His mentor sighs out before he relaxes down into the chair, “is there a particular reason you did not sleep in your quarters tonight?” he asks, his fingers intertwining on his lap. The question is calculated, his eyes drilling into Sugawara who winces. “It’s better here.” Is all he can really come up with and his mentor smiles before sighing again – a nostalgic one, one that reminds of good old days. For a moment it feels to Sugawara like time has stopped and it’s just the two of them, in the study, as it has always been. “And so we all know that feeling. I’m going to miss our days together, young lad.”

Sugawara swallows a spoonful of grain thickly at the weary words. He knows this is his awkward way of saying his goodbyes before the world starts turning again. In a matter of moments after his breakfast is finished, he will have to go straight to Kinoshita to be fitted so he can adorn his newly embroidered uniform and meet you in the royal court for the séance that will put him under you officially.

The robe that he’s wearing fits him to a T. He doesn’t expect it not to with the master dressmakers on board. Azumane was originally scouted and traveled to the Karasu Keep in order to be trained to become head seamster for the royal court but gained such a deep connection with the Crown Child that he chose to become their maid servant and simply oversee the needlework made. His mentor had left him in rage then, traveled to another kingdom in search of a new heir but Sugawara knew that Azumane never regretted the decision.

Still, just because the robes fit him doesn’t mean it’s not uncomfortable. It’s weighty, long and the sleeves are bigger than what he’s used to. He knows it’s a formality and that he will most likely only have to wear this for official appearances in court and at meetings but he fears how he will handle ink and glasses of water with this garment on. A creeping panic suddenly dawns on him; is he supposed to always wear this in your presence? As he looks at himself in the looking glass, he tries to fix his hair – the tuft of hair sticking up looks out of place in such delicate robes.

There’s not much time to think any more fearful thoughts on the fabrics bestowed upon him before Sawamura enters the room, all noise and intimidation from the sound of him walking in the Royal Festive Armor. Its black and sleek and Sawamura’s holding the helmet under his arm. His surcoat is in the new orange colors adorning the crow’s head made to be used for your reign. The former crown’s design was very much similar and varied only in color and pose of the crow. The helmet under Sawamura’s arm also resembles a crow’s head but only enough to be able to tell if you knew.

It's generally an impractical armor and Sugawara’s glad he doesn’t have to wear it – quietly doubts if he’d be strong enough to keep standing with the weight of it. He keeps that thought to himself as his friend gives him a hug and a pat on the back. “Your new uniform suits you,” Sawamura muses as he gives his friend a look-over, “you’ve finally grown into your title.”

There’s a smirk on his face as he teases Sugawara with that compliment. It wasn’t too long after Sawamura got instated as the Royal Guard Commander that Sugawara had wailed to his friend over mugs of ale about how he wanted a title soon too and how he felt left behind. Sugawara sticks out his tongue at his friend, “at least my robes are way more comfortable than all your shiny garments!” he retorts and Sawamura simply shakes his head at his friend and lets him have the win. Sugawara scoffs at the patronizing act but visibly still relishes in the win.

The seamstress bows at him as he proceeds to pack down his kit of threads that he used for the minor adjustments. Sugawara can’t help but notice the abundance of golden and silver threads too, straightening his back at the realization that he’ll also be doing your final fitting. He leaves with yet another bow and he smile tensely at his leaving form. He’s not sure he’ll get used to the formalities of his new title – after all, he’s been the errand boy for most of the keep for so many years, never regarded as anything more than another young boy running from the stables to the kitchens in search of adventure and possibly an opportunity to steal a light snack before supper. Kinoshita, the seamster taking care of his gown, was one of the boys he used to run around with. It’s odd, he thinks.

Sugawara is pulled out of his stupor by the door being thrown open in haste, much like this morning in his study and he is in no way surprised to see his mentor beam at him proudly, a tear threatening to spill from his lash line. He lifts up his arms as he approaches, “oh my young boy,” he starts and Sugawara laughs and reciprocates the movement of extending his arms before he does a spin to show his beloved mentor and parental figure his new uniform and start of his new life. He’s enveloped in a tight hug and sees Sawamura cackle off to the side at the display of a proud parent embarrassing their child in front of their friends. He rolls his eyes and hugs back, “thank you for everything.”

He wants to say more, express more feelings but his mentor pushes him back to arm’s length and inhales sharply, his eyes screwed shut. He exhales slowly before he takes another look at the boy I front of him, all grown into the man he helped him become. Words would not suffice for any of the emotions both of them are feeling and hums out an affirmation that his feelings have reached him. It’s an entirely intimate moment for both of them before they hug again, fast, as a finality. This will be Sugawara’s new path. His own path, on his own two legs. He hopes he’s strong enough to carry the will of you and the kingdom with him.

///

You’re pacing around the room, anxious and fidgeting. Besides your beloved father and former crown’s funeral, this will be your first order of business – which feels immense and heavy, even if no decisions are put on you except for the appearance to ordinate your new advisor’s role. You envy him for being a thousand leagues more prepared than you. You hope he’s kind.

You know he is.

He’s never been a stranger to you in all fairness. You’ve observed him, embarrassingly often. At first it was genuine curiosity in childhood and young adulthood about the boy who was supposed to become your right hand, your biggest support and confidant. When your curiosity had become too obvious to play off as you aged, Azumane had gladly provided you with stories of his friend and eased your fear of the unknown.

The biggest reason for your worry is more embarrassing than any of the actual causes of concern, ludicrously enough. Because with all the wonderful and heartwarming stories you’ve been provided by both your maidservant, the kitchen maids and other tutors in your life, your heart has spun another story of his own, one of rose colors and stargazing.

In your defense, Sugawara Koushi is a very handsome young gentleman who’s always kind to anyone he encounters and diligent in both studies and work. In his spare time, he helps the scribe, Takeda Ittetsu, tutor the Keep children in both numbers and letters. He engages in the conservation of documents and is an active part of both the maps and the libraries’ keeping to.

It’s a very favorable image of a person meant to become so close to you. Not to mention that his smile always makes your heart skip a beat. Azumane often scolds you for reading too many romance novels and not enough educational works to prepare you better and at a time like this, you think you should’ve listened to him more.

You’re not supposed to be in love with your advisor.

Not to mention, a royal advisor whom you’ve never even met.

The seamstress urges you to stand still again, fitting the hem of your newly tailored dress shirt, sewn for this purpose. You’re sure you’ll wear it again for some other occasion, enamored by the pattern of silk on the elaborate sleeves. It’s a deeply saturated, royal red with orange embroidered in with immaculate attention to detail, the cuffs closed by obsidian-like cufflinks. You straighten your back at the seamstress’ request as your father’s royal advisor goes over the ceremony with you.

You’ve practiced the speech and rituals since learning this would one day be your first role to fulfill, excitement vibrating through your bones as you were going through old scriptures and scrolls telling of this deeply traditional-bound ceremony. He praises you as you repeat the words back at him and you preen, your back straightening even more in pride. He shakes his head with a chuckle, proud of what you’ve become even if none were prepared for the timeline to be pushed as such.

///

No one prepared Sugawara for just how many people would actually attend his ceremony. It’s probably not as many as he feels, but the eyes all on him makes him queasy and he silently thanks his mentor for restraining his breakfast just a little bit for him. It’s obviously not as many people as will attend your coronation, but it still makes his heartrate spike to see the many attendees turn their heads at his arrival in the court. He’s announced by the speaker and stands where he’s been told, clearing his throat to alleviate some of his nervousness while he awaits your entrance.

All eyes turn to you as your arrival is announced before you then then do something unexpected that almost makes him laugh out loud. He manages to keep it to a cut-off chuckle but you bow. You bow to the court as if you’re not supposed to become the crown of this kingdom in a matter of days and there’s a few gasps, giggles and various reactions sprinkled throughout the audience and you smile sheepishly before pacing your way to stand next to the throne.

On top of your head is the same crown that Sugawara often saw adorned on your father and his heart aches. He knows it’s been fitted to your exact measurements but he can’t help but be amazed at how well it suits you.

The kingdom’s opinion of you is at a crucial tipping point at best right now but seeing you stand there, your head held high and back straight, he feels that everything will turn out alright. He relaxes his own shoulders as you start your speech meant for your father’s royal advisor, telling anecdotes of growing up watching him and your father in the courtyard and finishing by bestowing upon him the Black wings of the Crow, the highest honor the royal family can award anyone, as a way to cement you and your kingdom’s gratefulness to all of his years of service.

Sugawara’s heart soars with happiness to see him receive such honors from the crown themselves and straightens his back again, overly conscious of how he’s posing in your presence. He hopes it’ll get easier with time.

Sugawara is being presented to the court of officials and his eyes search for Sawamura and relaxes. In the corner he also sees Azumane send him a discreet thumbs up and lets out a grounding breath. He stands before you and bows, his head bent down, trying not to stare at your feet too much but using it as a focus point. You’re wearing black leather boots with heel that resembles your father’s usual style very much. When he thinks back, he’s sure your father’s had a designed pattern on them but yours are curiously bare except for the straps and pins closing it around your ankle and shin.

You recite the ancient tongue that is regarded as the first lines from the first ever inauguration ceremony of this kind, cementing the bond between ruler and advisor. Sugawara’s heart is beating hundreds of beats per minute as he tries not to do something that’ll ruin this magical moment. That doesn’t stop his brain from providing him with fears he didn’t even know he possessed; imagine if he lost balance and fell (he’s on his right knee with an arm supporting him), what if he has to sneeze (he knows how to control them) and the oddest one, what if you look at him and decide you don’t see him as a good fit? He’s got no counterpoint for that one, and that’s the scariest part.

He feels your palm on the top of his head and hears the acute way your breath hitches before you speak loudly and clearly,

“Do you swear to keep the benefit of the kingdom always in your heart, in your mind and in your body? To stay true to me and me only, as we work to make our kingdom prosper?”

Our kingdom.

Our.

He tries to ignore how your hand is lightly shaking on the crown of his head as he swallows thickly. He knows the reply is as true from his heart as it comes out of his mouth,

“Yes, Your Majesty. I vow to always stand by your side and support you in making your kingdom flourish.”

There’s a moment of silence as you retract your hand from his head and shuffle before him, presumably getting his pin ready. He’s too scared to raise his head, anxious about fulfilling the ritual properly. He can feel the temperature on the top of his head where your hand’s been burning into his skull.

“Sugawara Koushi, you may now rise.” you instruct him and he does so slowly, standing directly before you for the first time and now officially yours. When your eyes lock with his, he swears he sees a sparkle of stars in yours. They shine in a rich and earthly way he can’t seem to find human. In your hands, a golden brooch is resting with an emerald stone enclosed that Sugawara knows is valued much higher than his meager life. No matter how the light touches it, it looks breathtaking. You step forward and he almost takes a step back from the sheer overwhelm of being so close to you. you smile gently at him, reassuring him as you start speaking again, in a volume meant for the court to hear as well.

“I bestow upon you the crown’s pin to establish the physical link between us, with our kingdom as witness. You have sworn yourself to me and to the Karasuno Kingdom and this pin will be the proof of your allegiance and duty.”

As you say your practiced lines, your hands reach for his collar and Sugawara hopes he’s able to keep his blush down when your knuckle brushes his throat. You lock the pin and take a step back, mouthing a silent “well done” and he nods at you with a grateful smile, bowing ever so slightly. Sugawara’s heart skips a beat at the bashful smile you send him before you turn your attention toward the court, cementing your words one final time.

There are more formalities to get through but even if you held a sword to Sugawara’s throat, he would never be able to recite anything else happening, too preoccupied by standing next to and so close to you while the rest of the ceremony commences. He knows Sawamura is supposed to do some kind of honors now, but he can’t focus on it, he only bows when he’s supposed to. There’s something inherently intimate about the way an advisor is sworn in and he’s still reeling from saying those lines directly to you and not just to himself in his looking glass. There’s something about swearing his life away to someone that makes his stomach swirl in pleasant squiggles, the finality of his teachings and educations coming to fruition. He’s glad it’s you.

///

The silence is thick in the late crown’s map room as your fingers gently sweep over the ashen wood desk littered with containers spilling ink, feathers, and unfinished maps. Neither of you are even sure what the purpose of the current map that is splayed out is, but you’re both aware of your father’s penchant for mapping. Sugawara’s unsure of whether it’s appropriate for him to say anything and the happiness he felt emanating off of you during the ceremony is nowhere to be detected in the current gloom that’s sucked you in.

“I always imagined I’d arrive at the throne due to his retirement. That he’d witness my coronation and ease the two of us into our duty.”

Sugawara swallows thickly at your words. You’ve done it several times now, addressing your title and work as ours – as if you saw Sugawara as your equal and not a delicately trained and placed pawn to use as you saw fit. He clears his throat and tries to speak when you continue, “something isn’t right about his passing. My father taught me everything there is to know about sword fighting. I can’t imagine he’d go down due to a simple group of bandits.”

You look up at Sugawara and the pleading in your eyes makes his hands clench behind his back. You’re looking for reassurance, for someone to believe in you. His heart aches at the thought of how many people might’ve dismissed your hypotheses the past week alone. He agrees with you. Everything in the official reports, Sawamura’s detailed accounts and the mere fact that they succeeded in assassinating the crown himself speaks to something more organized. Something far more sinister.

He nods and walks towards the table, towards you, “Your Majesty, I fear your assumption may not be entirely incorrect. An ambush of that level isn’t common in those areas and according to local reports gathered by my predecessor, not heard of neither before or after the attack on His Hig”- Sugawara clears his throat once more –“your father.”

Your eyes fly from the overflowing inks to Sugawara’s at his choice of words and Sugawara’s breath hitches silently at the grateful smile you return him with. He smiles back and mirrors your hand by putting one close to yours on the table, staying neutral as your hand flinches upon his nearing. He rests his hand on the map, feeling the texture of the paper on his skin, “what would you like to do, Your Majesty?”

Your eyes stay locked onto the table, your position frozen for a few moments. Sugawara notices how you’re nibbling at your bottom lip. It’s a cute quirk, he thinks and subconsciously bites on his own until he stops himself with a straightening of his back. You retract your arm from the table and the fabric of your puffy sleeve gently sways with your movements as your hand reaches your own chest. You look up at Sugawara, determined, “I demand a full investigation that I’ll be part of. I will not rest until I know what truly happened to my father.”

Sugawara nods and bows, “as you command, Your Majesty. However, I will advise this to be done in utmost secrecy. Throwing the kingdom into a state of fear is not what is needed publicly of you as of this moment,” he straightens his back and looks squarely at you, “if I may be so bold as to suggest this, I’d recommend that you pick out a group that you trust to do this quietly as you calm down the nation.”

A quiet snicker leaves you and Sugawara tilts his head in confusion at your reaction as you grace him with yet another warm smile, “I expect you to be bold enough to suggest me things, my dear advisor. That is, after all, what you’re here for.” You turn around to look at the map of the kingdom that your father proudly made when you were just 12 hanging on the wall. In the corner of the northern duchy you can still see the ink stain you accidentally made as you observed him making it back then – you’re sure he could’ve removed it or started over since he had just begun with said northern duchy at the time, but he chose to let it stay and it fills your chest with warmth. Behind you, Sugawara blushes at your obvious statement. “But that is most reasonable. However,” you turn back with what Sugawara can only describe as a dignified pout, embarrassed to admit this out loud but with your shoulders squared and head held high, “I’m not at all sure who to entrust such a task to. I know many in our keep but I am unfamiliar with who to trust in the political court.”

Sugawara nods and tries not to embarrass your admission further by not reacting outwardly. He was ultimately expecting this to happen. “If you so trust me, I shall gladly help you gather a small company but while I do gather intelligence about who we can truly trust,” Sugawara braces himself for the next part, “I must ask you to keep up appearances around the public investigation. We must not throw suspicion or we might lose important trails to find the true executioners. I know what I ask is dire and under normal circumstances I would never think to expect anyone to follow such an outrageous request but alas,” he looks at you and trails off, seeing your steeled expression. There is no doubt in his mind that this pains you, but he can feel your resolve for the greater good of your kingdom – the kingdom your father loved as well.

The next few days pass by Sugawara in a blur. He trails around next to you and instructs you in political influence, watches you mourn in silence, tests your knowledge and as you’re eating lunch in the former crown’s map room that you’ve ordered not to be remodeled or repurposed, talks about the investigation you’ve brought on.

Sugawara knew that he’d become physically close with you once he’d be sworn in, but he hadn’t expected that he’d be sharing so many meals with the crown of his country. It was awkward at first. There was luckily plenty of practical subjects to go through, so the silences never lasted too long and smiles seems to come easily when Sugawara cracked a joke or two. Your knowledge of the southern duchies and of the bordering countries surpassed what he expected, but you were lacking in regard to in-country laws and especially the western duchies’ customs were you unfamiliar with. He's continually amazed by your ability to remain unfazed when it comes to the public investigation of your father’s passing. No crack in your mask reveals that you’re in doubt of the public acknowledgement. Sugawara knows differently though, as his heart aches in his chest. He knows of the fire burning steadily, consuming your sleep and appetite. He tries not to say too much, knows Azumane is next to you when he is not.

Preparations for your coronation also took up a great deal of your time but Sugawara never hears any complaining as he drills knowledge and political pawns into your beautiful head. The talk and flow of the Karasu Keep has become lively and light, excitement buzzing in the air as the coronation draws closer. All the dukes and their families have gathered and many travelers from across the kingdom will be arriving as well over the next coming days. The attitude towards the new crown is generally positive, which greatly relaxed Sugawara.

“I’d keep an eye on the Hiashi duke. He and his coterie seem to celebrate a great deal differently than anyone else.”

It’s whispered to Sugawara while a mug of ale is being placed in front of him. It’s Shimizu, the matron who runs both the servant and guard kitchens. She’s soft-spoken and never indulges much of anything, but Sugawara knows her to gather intelligence from the people of the keep like nobody else. She was one of the first people he entrusted his secret task to and it seems to have paid off already within the first week. He doesn’t outwardly react to her sentence but simply takes a sip from the mug placed before him. You’ve given Sugawara the afternoon and evening off, much to his chagrin, as you’re being fitted in your coronation outfit before there’s a dinner with the dukes of the kingdom, so he’s set to investigating further.

He walks down the hallways of the upper quarters as he plans to excavate information on the duchy of Hiashi, which is one of the northern duchies, near the border. He’s heard of squabbles with the area, of his mentor mentioning agriculture issues. The northern duchies as a whole supply most of the farming for the kingdom and the drought six years ago has yet to heal them completely, try as the former crown might’ve. It’s also only a stone’s throw away from the attack on the crown, which makes Sugawara’s brows furrow as he’s leaned over some documents. It wouldn’t be a stretch to make that connection. He’s pulled out of his thoughts with a knock upon the door and is surprised to see his mentor there.

He looks disheveled. There’s no other word that can describe what Sugawara sees before him, except a broken man.

He’s seen a lot of them lately.

Wordlessly, he takes a seat on the opposite side of the desk and lets out a gruff laugh, “he used to love staying in here, holed up with his maps.”

Sugawara opts to sit down as well, figuring he needs to say something. he sighs and sinks further down into the chair, bony fingers gripping the armrest. “It suits you,” he mutters and sends a look towards the pin next to Sugawara’s cravat that he feels too stuffy in but is unfortunately comes with the uniform. Sugawara’s hands instinctively travel to it, feeling grounded by its presence. The silence stretches out for some time, Sugawara unsure on how to breach it – if he even should.

“I should’ve gone with him.”

The confession hits like a brick to his face. The grieve of his mentor is one thing, but to know he feels guilty? It pricks at Sugawara’s heart like knives. He stayed because Sugawara felt ill, if anything, it’s Sugawara’s guilt to bear.

Before he can articulate any of that, an arm is raised dismissively, “it has nothing to do with you. Rationally, of course,”- he gives Sugawara a knowing look-“it wouldn’t have made a difference. It was just a routine visit, I wasn’t needed there. I was needed with you, here.”

“I’ve had fevers before.” Sugawara tries, sucking in his upper lip. His mentor croaks a laugh and shakes his head, “yes but none as bad.”

“You say that every time I’ve ever had a fever.”

He shakes his head and gets up from the chair, rolling his shoulders, “ah. Talking to you have lightened my mood. See, sometimes I need you like you used to need me.” He winks at him and Sugawara pouts, “that’s not fair.”

A solemn smile crosses his face as his eyes stay on the map in front of Sugawara, “I know. I just came here to remind you that it had nothing to do with you and wasn’t your fault. I can see the guilt you try to expertly hide when you stand next to the crown. It’s heavy on your shoulders, isn’t it?”

Bull’s eye.

Sugawara’s breath hitches as he tries to conceal a sob. His mentor puts his arms behind his back and looks at the walls, lined with maps and art made by the former crown, his former friend. “And so it is so. So many souls carry the burden of this death. Heavy are the crow’s wings, my son.”

As Sugawara’s left alone in a room drowning in the touch of their former crown, he finds himself making a fist to control anything that might slip through his own walls.

His father-figure is still here. He’s not the one losing a family member - you are. He will have to pull it together.

“What are you doing?”

His fist untightens as he gasps in what he hopes is a low enough volume when he hears your voice from the other side of the desk. He hadn’t even heard you come in.

“Uh,” he fumbles around a bit, pretending to look for a specific map. “Uhm, one second,” he tries as he searches his brain for a way to sniffle without making a sound.

He hears you giggle and freezes on the spot, your laugh putting out the fire in his nerves. “It’s okay, Sugawara, you can take it easy with me.”

He inhales slowly, “right. I apologize, your majesty.” And finally looks up at you and smiles. You walk around the desk to stand next to him, “what are you looking for?” you ask, your hand tracing the top document, one being a map of the agricultural areas of grain from the Hiashi duchy. He shakes his head to gather his thoughts again as he points, “I got a tip to look into the Hiashi. There was a drought six years ago that devastated most of their crops.”

You raise your eyebrows, “you think it’s got something to do with my father’s passing?”

Sugawara’s unsure whether or not he should confirm that suspicion to you. After all, you’ve got a dinner with said duke in just a few moments. Out of the corner of his eyes, Sugawara can see you’re well-dressed and ready for the small banquiet. “Your majesty, maybe we shall discuss this after the dinner has been completed.”

You turn your head to him in confusion, staring daggers into his skull. He can feel them and he’s almost afraid to face you, fearing he might’ve overstepped. “Sugawara,” you say to catch his attention and he looks up from the parchments in front of him in equal parts confusion and fear, “yes your majesty?”

You put a hand on his shoulders, “the dinner has ended. I came here to find you before retiring for the night. You weren’t in your study.”

Huh?

Sugawara’s eyes must’ve popped out of the sockets with the way you retreat, a hand to your mouth. “Good Gracious, have you not gotten any of the rest I ordered you to?”

He blinks owlishly at you, his mouth in a tight line, “pardon, your majesty?”

You groan dramatically and to Sugawara’s surprise, flicker your pointer finger at his forehead, “I gave you the night off so that you could rest! You’ve been looking more and more exhausted and I understand that acclimating to your new job title requires adequate rest and care!”

Huh?

He sits down with his palms pressing his forehead, where you hit him – without holding back. You look at him with your eyes furrowed, “it’s part of your job to follow the crown’s orders.”

Sugawara laughs then. He laughs loudly and unabashed as his hands travel from his forehead to his cravat to loosen it up. He laughs with his mouth open wide and eyes closed. You wonder if he’s lost it before you grab the stool in the corner to sit next to him.

“I apologize deeply, your majesty. Since you’re technically still Crown-in-Waiting, I assumed the order wouldn’t apply until after the ceremony.”

You huff out a disgruntled laugh at his joke before you sigh out, “I shall be more clear next time. Well then, show me what you spent the last few hours on, if you won’t mind following an order from a simple Crown-in-Waiting.”

The mirth in your eyes makes Sugawara laugh again and lean over the table with you, pointing at the different farms and explain how the drought hit and the other specifics. He’s so caught up in his lecture that he hardly registers the way you yawn halfway in or the way you slowly but steadily sway towards him.

The weight of your head collides with his shoulder and Sugawara tenses up like a pulled spring. Slowly he turns his head to find you soundly asleep, the quill you’ve been writing notes within your hand now displaced and rolling over the map, spreading ink in its wake. He clears his throat after a moment too long before he dares speak but before any words can leave his mouth, he sighs and tries to relax his posture to make it more comfortable for you. You’re right, acclimating to a new job title requires care and proper rest. He takes a moment to be selfish like he never is and slowly, silently breathes in your scent, moving his head slightly to admire the way your mouth moves in tandem with your slow breathing. He feels like he has to physically restrain himself from caressing your soft cheek and it proves harder than he thought until he gathers his courage to address you and try to gentle stir you awake, “your majesty?”

A mixture of childish whines and grumbles leave you as you cuddle closer to him, your arm encircling his and he swears he feels his soul leave his body at your behavior. He steels his resolve for a moment with a few breaths before he decides. “Can’t be helped then,” he sighs and gently pats the top of your head, deciding that if his own royal highness, the soon to be crown sees his shoulder as an adequate resting place, he is not one to make disputes. You deserve as much rest as anyone else and if he can provide even an ounce of comfort to his beloved crown, he’ll sacrifice whatever it’ll take.

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Rune & Written Wizardry

Ft. Jeonghan + gender-neutral!reader

AU: magic bookkeepers

Word Count: 963

A/N: Leave it to me to make a 1 word prompt into an unserious-but-still-totally-serious fantasy au lmaoo. @loving-doyoung you requested this so long ago that your url is different LMFAO

It’s a quiet day at your family’s bookstore. Not many people have come in today—go figure, it’s a Tuesday morning—so your father sent you to the back of the store to take inventory of some older books. Predicting a slow day, you invited your friend Jeonghan over to help.

The both of you were upstairs in the attic; Jeonghan is cleaning some shelves while you’re re-cataloguing books so to be moved downstairs.

The next book you’re logging is a cookbook:

Signora Orechietta’s Razzling Recipes… Mmm, pasta.

This isn’t an ordinary cookbook, though, which is evident as you open to a random page and the warm smell of pie hits you in the face. Another page spread has a richer smell of soup. It’s almost like the food is right below your nose—every word your eyes take in is like another tasty bite.

Smells just like Mom’s cooking…

Your daydreaming about lunch is only interrupted by a loud “OOF!” followed by echoing thuds.

“Are you…okay?” You ask aloud, leaning back to look through the doorway beside you.

“Do I sound okay?” Jeonghan grumbles, kneeling down to pick up the stack of books he had dropped.

“Har har,” you say, rolling your eyes. “Okay, but like, seriously.”

“Yes, I’m fine. I finished clearing out that bookshelf over there,” Jeonghan responds.

Jeonghan walks up to you, adding the books to the precarious stack accumulating at your feet. There’s a lot to sift through, which is exactly why you need an extra pair of hands.

“Why’d you need my help, though?” Jeonghan sighs, reclining on the slightly dusty (but comfy nonetheless) armchair behind you. “Wonwoo would love this place! We both know he’s more bookish than I am. Why not ask him?”

“Mm, I like you better,” you tease.

“Okay, but like, seriously.” Jeonghan replies, mirroring your previous words.

“Because he’d get distracted and forget the point of what we’re doing,” you laugh, “and besides, he doesn’t know about the family business.”

“I’m sure he’d understand.”

“Maybe, but my dad wants to keep this as secret as possible. You found out by accident, remember?”

“True. Introducing him to magic books will probably be a disaster, anyway. We’d have to drag him out of here!”

You laugh, closing the cookbook, which cuts off the smell of home cooked meals. Picking up a pen, you jot down the details of the book in a logbook.

TITLE: Signora Orechietta’s Razzling Recipes

ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED: August 12, 1957

CONTENTS: variety cookbook

ODDITY: enchantment; can smell recipes by reading the words

Once the cookbook is properly catalogued and sorted into a stack, you pick up another. Your family’s selection had anything from flying books to spell books and everything in between. You had read most of them throughout your childhood, though your parents prohibited you from reading any high-level spell books for your own safety. Taking inventory may just be your chance to take a peek at some more complicated magic…

Before you can attempt to grab an even remotely dangerous book, your father shouts something from the staircase.

“We have a problem!” Your dad yells, stumbling up the steps.

“Careful, Dad!” You shout, running up to him. “You could’ve tripped on the way up!”

“It’s the Society, they said—wait, who is—?”

“It’s just Jeonghan, Dad. He knows about the Society already, remember?”

“Hi, Mister L/N,” Jeonghan greets, having sat up straight once your dad came into the room.

“Oh. Right. Well, good, because we have a problem! The Grand Grimoire was spotted just earlier today!”

Your heart drops at the name—black magic was at play.

“Who’s that, a magic criminal?” Jeonghan raises a brow, “You act like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“What, not who. And, demon, actually,” your father quickly corrects. “The Grand Grimoire is one of our Society’s most feared books. It gives the reader control of black magic and can summon otherworldly demons, which is why I need to make sure it’s here!”

Your dad begins looking through a bookcase to the right of Jeonghan’s armchair, with you waiting behind him. You lock eyes with Jeonghan, the younger man starts feeling the tenseness of the room.

“Why would it be here, Dad?” You ask. “How could we possibly have it?”

“Y/N, our family is the world’s longest and strongest bloodline of Rune and Written wizardry. They entrusted your great-great-great—actually, forget it. The point is, it was locked in this very building decades ago! I need to check if it really has been stolen.”

“But—but you just had black magic hidden under here? This whole time? I grew up in this place! I could’ve—”

“I know, honey, but if we told you, it would only put you in more danger.”

Jeonghan stands up beside you awkwardly, tapping your shoulder.

“So, should I…uh, leave?” He whispers, not wanting to distract your dad.

You can’t find the words to respond, so you take Jeonghan’s hand instead, squeezing it tightly.

“I’ll take that as a no.”

Before you can argue with your father any more, he finds a particular book that slides the bookshelf further to the right, revealing a small opening in the wall. You have no recollection of the opening being there, even though you swear you’ve checked every corner of this place.

The opening reveals a curving stairwell heading to a lower flower. Your dad peers down into it, carefully. He doesn’t even need to take a step before he turns back to you, his face already pale.

“Dad?” You ask, squeezing Jeonghan’s hand tighter.

Your dad quickly moves the bookcase back.

“It’s gone,” he stammers, “I don’t know how anyone could’ve gotten down there! Oh, what is the Council going to think…”

You turn to Jeonghan, nibbling on your bottom lip. Jeonghan has only one thing to say:

“Oof.”

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owlbelly · 2 years ago

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i'm waiting for Jey to read each book of Fitz & the Fool before i start it because a) i am much worse at not saying anything spoilery, b) i've been reading these books at night & liveblogging my reactions to Jey over Discord & that is fun for both of us, & b) it feels rude to surpass them lmfao they had a 9-book lead on me before i was consumed by brainworms (clownpilled)

but i'm still in a voracious reading mood so i have to find other things to occupy me until i can go back to RotE. i grabbed The Raven Tower by Ann Leckie at a thrift store maybe like 4-5 years ago & it's just been sitting on the shelf so i picked it up last night (i haven't read Imperial Radch but it's been on my to-read list for a looong time & i saw this was her first fantasy novel so i was curious). not passing any judgment on it yet, i'm not that far in, but i'm excited to read fantasy with a trans guy protagonist? i would have said i wasn't that into fantasy as an adult before RotE came and fucked my whole shit up, but now i'm realizing that there's probably a lot of stuff i'd be into that falls in that category?

anyway rec me fantasy books if you want! i strongly prefer them to include queers, i'm less into YA but if it's really good i'll check it out. the weirder & further from standard Tolkien-style high fantasy the better i think but who knows! i'm obsessed with Locked Tomb but that's sort of sci-fantasy. i wanna know what's out there!

#realm of the elderlings #the raven tower #ezra reads #why not put this in some tags & see if fantasy appreciators talk to me #i've read 14 books this year whereas last year i think i read 3 #robin hobb what have you DONE to me

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feuqueerfire · 3 months ago

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Cherry Magic TH Live Blogging

Couldn't decide whether to watch Blank Season 2, The Boyfriend reality show, or jump into the first 2 eps of 4 Minutes even though I can't watch it as it airs next week. Wasn't really feeling any of them fully though, so there I am with Cherry Magic TH which I've been meaning to watch for a while. One of the only recent GMMTV series that I've heard pretty much only positive things about because Last Twilight, the other GMMTV BL I've been meaning to watch, had a divisive last few episodes.

About TayNew, I thought their Kiss series side ship was alright but didn't really like Dark Blue Kiss, was annoyed by all the characters. However, I like Tay as a person and have liked him as different characters since then + I was quite impressed by New in The Warp Effect. So I have high-ish hopes, especially because of the general positive buzz toward them for this show even from non-TayNew fans.

Also, it's a long weekend so I can just watch it grey on my laptop for these 3 days and my beloved uorigin.

Ep 1 (Aug 3)

ah, office settings, how I hate them. tend to avoid watching office BLs, esp boss/employee romances because there's nothing romantic about that setting to me but I wanna watch this one.

It really is a little strange to watch this remake because I'm like anticipating things that will happen before they happen. it kinda feels like when you know spoilers but I know more than a random scene that will happen sometime in the show, it's like I'm waiting for the events/sequences like getting his power -> the elevator scene etc. but good thing kinda is that I don't actually remember the Cherry Magic JP much, so it won't be like this for long.

Achi smiling to himself as he tries to find who Karan is complimenting lmfao only to be confronted by the realization that it's him

not Achi finding the Cherry Magic manga during his search. so that also canonically exists?

aww a cute surprise party for Achi from the 2 women whose character names I don't know yet. but hello Jan <333

ahhh Karan looked through reviews for a month to find this cake for Achi omg

the friend's name is Jinta? I just think of 1) Triage mystical Jinta and 2) DFF Jinta myths

loll so fun how everybody also slinks away as soon as the boss leaves. anyway i think i'd pass away if i had to work like that

girl what the hell the samples arrive at 10:30pm and they have to confirm the order in half an hour? After just one person has seen them? omg

Karan and Achi are sooo cute to me already

not Karan's condo romance fantasy lmfaooo

I kinda remember this sleeping in Kurosawa's condo thing but I thought it happened a little later tbh

Good start, very cute.

Ep 2 (Aug 3)

hehehe bonding over manga despite Karan trying to keep up the cool appearence

pajamas Karan specifically bought for Achi?!?! he's crazy lmfaooo

I'm cryinggg Karan is actually so obsessed, the doodle is of Achi's ear and mole?!

Achi's heart beating faster at the good night + smiling when he realizes Karan practiced making the egg for him

ah, Rock got broken up with but also gave Achi more fuel for his am-i-taking-advantage-of-karan's-crush crisis

why did the boss not have any thoughts played

trying to remember if the side couple had an antagonistic beginning like they're doing here.

not Jinta also hearing the cat's thoughts!!! lmfao

ahh the office party and forehead kiss already? Why do I feel like things are happening faster than the Japanese version or do I just not remember. In my head the scene where Adachi has to placate the boss who needs that dessert happened before this scene but maybe not

ahh my poor Karan feeling bad about liking Achi and making him uncomfortable

ahh i love the rooftop convo (and thoughts)

Ep 3 (Aug 3)

almost kiss

Achi ended up accidentally giving Karan more hope than he's ever had

I can't remember anything about a resort or beach trip in Cherry Magic at all so I can't figure out if they invented it for this version or not

Karan buying the drink to give to Achi + making the executive decision to switch seats with Rock + wishing for every misfortune that would delay the bus so that he could sit beside Achi longer lmfaoo

god, Karan being too good at stuff that he wants just as hobbies. wish I had that problem so bad

We didn't get to see Rock and Mr.Tanaka but it's funny that Rock keeps getting stuck with him

We don't get to hear Karan's presentation about Achi?

we're supposed to believe New isn't built?

why do i have to see women being harassed? and was this in the OG Cherry Magic? can't remember

Karan saviour

yayyy Karan bad at singing

oh, Papang appearance. Did I know he was in this? I don't think he'll appear again

yaas let's go Pai. and hope the guy's fiancee breaks up with him too

oh, we do see the presentation final

cryinggggg at Karan's internal screaming at Achi leaning his head on his shoulder that startles Achi awake

Ep 4 (Aug 3/4)

Jinta's heart beating faster because Min thought he smelled nice nad like his grandpa lmfao

okayyyy the client incident is here, idk why it left such an impression on me, I'm looking forward to this rendition of the scene too

Pai likes Achi too?

Achi feels nothing towards Pai but his heart beats for Karan

I think there was a storyline about Kurosawa's sister coming into the picture and being mistaken as his fg right? and lived in his house for a bit? Did Kurosawa sleep over at Adachi's house during that? I'm vaguely rmring some things

I feel like there was a scene of Kurosawa getting jealous/misunderstanding Adachi and his friend's relationship, was that supposed to be here and they didn't do it or a later time?

I thought the heartbeat pen was gonna give Karan's increasing heartbeat away when Achi does something cute

time for sleep, i'll watch the last 15 mins tmrw

oh lol we kinda get Achi's racing heartbeat w the pen

not Pai being a fujo which is fine and expected but the screaming and running out at Karan and Achi being cute is so wtf lol

not Achi passing out when he thinks the sister is Karan's gf

Ep 5 (Aug 4)

ahhh Karan thinking about wanting a keepsake for their first boat ride and Achi doing an origami for him

cryinggggg, not Jinta's sasaeng Hira tease

Karan being jealous of Rock is so cute omg and is also a type of angst that i like a lot where it's not like overdramatic considering what it is but is still a little sad and achy

now Karan's gonna get jealous of Jinta? plss

were Rock and Min in that band from before? I can't remember if this was also in the Cherry Magic JP live action but it probably was, right?

Rock and Min are cute but too long, let's go back to Karan angst c'mon!

omg Karan confessing !! but I wish there weren't random people in the both who can see/hear them

This was such a sad Karan episode! I thought it'd just be a little cute jealousy towards Rock but I love that it's a more melancholic, deeper thing.

Ep 6 (Aug 4)

ahh confession

man it always hits whenever somebody apologizes for being queer to their parents or for having queer feelings toward somebody... it speaks to me

i feel like this scene + Karan walking away needs like a kdrama OST right now

wait Ms. Kem is Gun/Li Ming's very attractive mother, hellooooo

not them letting Karan be sexual harrassed! and being basically given as a sexual favour!! >:(((

my poor fucking Karan T.T

it makes sense that Karan started liking Achi after this

Karan seeing Achi take care of the office and doing small things to take care of Achi is soooo cute omg

and Achi even figuring it out!

cryinggg Pai takes her fujo duties so serious, letting the motorbike driver keep her id and stuff hostage so that she can drive Achi to the airport

enough Rock and Pai, take me to Karan and Achi, the episode is almost over!

I'm gonna pretend they didn't say there were 40 minutes left before the airplane lands and i also don't get why he has to catch Karan at the airport like just go to Karan's place? talk to him tmrw? smth??

aw, confession from Achi too

Ep 7 (Aug 4/5)

5 am?! for a full day date?! girl

Karan buying an expensive shirt for Achi for their first date, that'd stress me out so much if I was Achi

Achi's gonna be nervous about sex all day bruh

interesting contrast between Karan-Achi's highly planned but kinda meh date vs Jinta-Min's impromptu cute date

did OG cherry magic also have a dating prohibition among coworkers?

this ep kinda reminded me of PeteKao's Our Skyy episode lol. in general a kinda meh episode for me even though i get why it's needed and what it's conveying. I ended up doing 1.25x about 20 minutes in and might continue with that tbh

Ep 8 (Aug 5)

naurrrr not Ms. Kem >:(((((((

she wants Karan to kneel and apologize?!?! i'm so mad and even more so bc i would love love loveeeee to see Tay Tawan play a role where he kneels in front of women but not like thisssss D:

I kept waiting for the boss to speak up but why did he not do it until Karan was already kneeling and had his hands together and was already basically apologizing >:(

I have vague memories of the mind reading thing happening in either Adachi or Kurosawa's home in the JP version, so I can't tell if they'll fr reveal now or if it'll be like haha joking

They should not have had Karan go through with all this with Kem, I'm so aghhh >:(

Ep 9 (Aug 5)

lol yeah Kurosawa also took the mind-reading thing extremely well

ohhoooo they're so cute after moving in together and Karan constantly touching Achi and being like test, test hehehe

Jinta-Min is so cute and funny lol suchhh an improvement from the jp ver.

"The scariest thing is to limit myself because I'm scared beforehand." I need to believe this fr...

kiss! and it's pretty good to watch too, not too awkward/stilted (though i was like ok n stopped paying attention halfway through)

Ep 10 (Aug 5/6)

I wishhhhhh that this was still on Youtube so that I could easily down it for my commutes.

practice time apart... for both the couples

ooh, I do enjoy a celeb-ish/non-celeb couple where the fame and celeb culture affect the relationship, like Jinta being jealous that Min's being shipped with another member of his group

aw, Min's group didn't win

Achi doing something nice for Karan

Ep 11 (Aug 6/7)

idk if Achi not telling his new coworkers about dating Karan will come bite him later but I fully get why he doesn't say

Karan goes to sleep at 8pm???

Min reading hate comments, I can't believeeee this show is randomly giving me idol or celeb dreams and the things that come with that!

aw the coworkers are fine with Achi having a bf

i have neutral feelings about Pai and Achi together, though a bit sad about losing our aro queen from the jpn version but this is annoying

i’m on the subway, so i’m not watching 12 mins onward - to watch at home

okay update from home later: *thumbs up*

Ep 12 (Aug 7)

goodbye Achi’s magical powers

i’m skipping through Rock and Pai scene

i wasn’t expecting Too Much of a hassle with the parents but doing the fake-out “they come out and the coworkers/parents seem upset at first but aren’t actually and it’s just a funny thing” twice back to back (11-4 and 12-1) is like give it a rest. i wish the parents had at least some sort of reservations regarding the queerness or were affirming in their support, not this jokey thing like we Just got that last ep!

Min telling fans that Jinta is his bf the day he gets confirmed to debut like let’s chill and think and plan first

lol author fansign basically

okkkk angsty meeting the parents with Karan, i was wanting a bit of this

okay nvm ig bc they’re like ok as your parents we support you but like… why was the mom saying on the phone that they’re busy then? and they acted quite cold with karan and achi too

okkkk yes the parents don’t want Karan to tell others that Achi is his boyfriend

let’s go Karin

goddd, Karan wanting to put his hand on Achi’s but turning around to see his mom looking at them and so keeping his hands to himself and they’re shakinggg

Karan tearing up in happiness/relief at hearing Achi and his parents talk wuahhh

“I didn’t disappoint you, did I?” one of my fave lines in general when it comes to coming out and parents ahh

aw marriage proposal even though it’s too quick for meee but theyre in true love and will be together forever so it’s okay

i loveeee a gay double proposal

the cherry theme for Jinta’s novel, Min’s band name, Achi and Karan’s wedding is killing me like lol

and Achi Karan do get to register there marriage now, aw

i’m quite meh about weddings in shows in general but this was is cute enough

so cute Min thinking like D: is he that serious about me? and Jinta jolting from his sleepy state to be like i only haven’t proposed bc of your idol dream, pls come and propose to me whenever you’re ready

on the other hand, don’t give me lovey dovey Rock and Pai

ah, mentioning the mind reading powers again, I did feel like it had disappeared without enough acknowledgement

Was I more picky and annoyed watching the first half of ep 12 because it’s like 8am and I’m on the train to go to work?

Overall:

I had watched the Japanese Cherry Magic live-action, which everybody seemed to love but was pretty meh and forgettable to me, but I’m glad that I ended up liking this adaptation better. I was quite unsure about the whole thing when it was announced like 1.5 (almost 2?) years ago, so I’m eating my words.

TayNew’s BL work after multiple years apart and they were both better than their Dark Blue Kiss days I think, helped by the fact that they’ve individually done a bunch of acting work since then. Karan and Achi were cute and endearing (and felt more human/real to me than Kurosawa and Adachi I think? but i can’t remember much from CM JP to say it with certainty). The ship is kind of “boring” in that there isn’t much angst between the characters, not as much tension, they don’t end up breaking up 3/4 through, etc. and I find that it can be hard to care about those sorts of couples for 12 whole episodes but Karan and Achi were cute enough and had enough outside struggles to pull it off.

i’m so charmed by Jinta and Min actually, a vast improvement from the japanese version’s equivalent. How cute and endearing and I liked getting my little taste of celeb/non-celeb dating and typical idol show problems bc I enjoy these tropes, even though they weren’t fleshed out at all in this instance (I will love Thame-Po forever if they actually give me a good, proper show but idk if they will lol esp considering what I’ve heard about Only Boo!). I watched Mark and Junior first in their Midnight Museum storyline and it was good enough, a bit heartbreaking the way the stories in that show were but not mind blowing and I don’t think I’ll be watching Perfect 10 Liners, but I’d still be curious to see them in something different later on.

On the other hand, I didn’t care about Pai and Rock whatsoever. I knew they were gonna end up together based on people’s comments + the SingJan ship but it’s a shame that they didn’t keep aroace Pai though i know she’s not aroace in the OG manga). Even without that, I just didn’t care about it, I just wanted Rock to give up and leave Pai alone. Pai is great and I liked her putting her ex his place and choosing happiness etc but not the part where she screams whenever her real life coworkers Karan and Achi do anything cute like okay you ship them but keep it in your head pls.

I enjoyed the adaptation and how it had the Japanese touches (the company try work for specifically) while also introducing Thai elements (religion, festivals, dialects). Great improvement on the kissing department and I’m glad they also squeezed the wedding in there.

Another of those I enjoyed it and it was well-made but I doubt I’ll be thinking much about this and it didn’t give me any soft of brain worms.

Rating: 6.5/10

#ep by ep commentary #cherry magic th

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