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gryphis-eyes · 25 days ago

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⊙ ἀγάπη, for you my true love

× who's your next girlfriend~

♤ Welcome to this pick a card~ im kinda doing this pac to celebrate the fact that im finally at peace with my sexuality (and I think that's exactly why I always feel conflicted about the love pac Ive done in the past lol) but I think we deserve more wlw in pick a cards. The person that will be represented in those piles can either be a cis woman or identify as a woman, Ive included the whole ’female spectrum”. In this pac I'll use the myths surrounding the dragon I'll pick to represent your next girlfriend to channel her personality and life story, hope you'll enjoy

Also it wasn't the intention but i did rant sometimes about myths don't worry i'm angry when it comes to dragon slaying lol

♤ Deck used : "oracle des dragons" by secret d'étoile & Illuminated Tarot (dedicated to Apollon, thanks for the gift of divination ⊙)

little note ; i only used court cards and major arcana, it is better to identify someone.

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Choose a picture of my wife, Marie ;

♀ Pile 1

【Cards】 Tarasque & Dreki + The Sun

The first thing that came to my mind are those people who are really fond of the image of the divine feminine maybe it's something that trully changed their life and view of themselves for the better. She totaly got the vibe of a fertility goddess maybe she is even worshipping one, this woman truly feels like Hathor or Brigid because i've eard "she is like Hathor but in a forest". Please do take care of this sun goddess, this isn't a sun that burn but a sun who nurture and deliver a comforting warmth. Being blessed by their love is like being a cat laying on its back bathing in a warm sun ray (lucky you).

It's funny because the two dragons that represent your next girlfriend aren't your typical dragons, they both don't have wings, they're peaceful unless disturbed and don't seek conflict (yes im on the side of the Tarasque fuck those peasants) in this oracle they're called Dreki and the author went on their interpretation of them but it's actually referencing to Lindworm who are dragons that are closer to snakes and who aren't dangerous at all as they feed on dead bodies or random animals. But for those two dragons, once they've encountered men Humans they're instantly considered a menace due to their appearance. The Dreki, as described in this oracle is a dragon that is almost invisible due to their closeness with nature and wilderness by that i can imagine that your next girlfirend is probably shy but i do think it's more about reservation wether they started doing it because of how the world treated them or just because it's their nature. Honestly i'm pretty sure that for most of you, your futur girl is so close to nature some are probably witches or at least worship nature or a deity/spirit who represent the element of earth, the forest and fertility (it can go from Artemis to Demeter or just the fairies). She is very patient and nurturing, probably have the cosiest home you'll ever go to or she has the power to make anyone feel cosy, i know she gives wonderful hugs but you have to deserve them because~

Let's get to the Tarasque side, you can consider it a dark side but i honestly think it's something she's grown into, the Dreki feels like their true self while the Tarasque is probably their "outside appearance". In its legend, the Tarasque attacked annyone who came to close to its territory, it was a furious and scary creature many talks about how terrifying she looked. Just with this part of the story i can see how the world have treated this woman, probably pointing fingers at her pointing out anything that made her different or maybe she's just not conventionaly attractive. Of cours the villagers (her whole surrounding) just wanted the dragon to be slain but one day Marthe (it can be you or someone who's a true friend to her) came in the town, she saw the potential of the Tarasque and not just a furious monster of devastation, lady Marthe appeased the Tarasque and treated it gently. Sadly once Marthe bought the Tarasque to the village those stupid monkey brained peasant decided to kill it in vengeance despite the dragon being now tamed and calm (i'll be salty forever by the way apparently this town sucks now SO GOOD FOR THEM)

With this part of the story i can have two scenarios , this is either the story of your meeting so you'll meet her when she will be in a really lonely place, probably stuck in the place that hurted them (because hey it's not that easy to leave). Or they've already been through all of this and now she is far from those people who harmed her but of course it has consequence on her and her personality so she might come off as rude people might even say 'rude' but don't be stopped by their tough exterior, it's not a mask but an actual outside image of them. Kind of like a bear i've heard, some will think about the fact that they're aggressive and dangerous but actually they're quite cuddly and protective, look at interpretation of the Bear card from Lenormand i feel like it does represent your person quite well or simply what bears represent in your belief system.

Be gentle, be patient because it's not a woman whom you can approach just out of curiosity you'll actually have to seek out in the forest to find her in their most natural habitat and who know maybe she'll charm you. la petite fille de la mer just started playing when i got to this part like wow she is so dreamy i feel like she could hypnotise you like the fairy she is~

my best wishes for you and the fairy princess

♀ Pile 1

【Cards】 Ladon & gargouille + The Sun

It's quite funny that you also got the sun to describe your woman but i sense her to be quite far from Pile 1's girlfriend. She strike me as the sun but in the way of Apollon who represent it, she got a bright side that is bold but warm, she inspire a lot of people as much as she intimidate them because Ladon is the dragon (a kind of hydra) who ended up being turned into the dragon constellation (what a star). And just like Apollon she also has a really dark side, a side of the sun that we often forget about, she is a furious & burning star alone but shining on the world both nurturing and devastating. Your girlfriend is kind of a punk i must say, probably very active when it comes to injustice that just make her blood boil. She probably made herself a lot of enemies but she doesn't care, yes she is alone but she is confident in it (tho i can guess that the loneliness can be heavy sometimes) i can also say that a lot of people probably hate her out of jealousy because she is free and independant while other people are probably too insecure to do anything she does. An other thing i got is that she doesn't care about dressing how she want or being provocative in general "just because she can" i've heard, after all gargoyls are made either scary or provocative in order to scare off evil (like the gorgon images) she assume all of her choices and so she doesn't mind any asshole who come up to try to put her down because if she ever falls on the ground she'll get up to go as high as the stars.

In the myth, Ladon has been slayed by heracles (it's an heracles hater account by the way) during his labours but thing is, Ladon's death has been quite the scandal and made the nymph really sad above of that the dragon was protecting the golden apple tree (thank you for being useless heracles). I can interpret this for your futur girlfriend as her being just protective and supportive of other women (the nymph) but probably about minority in general (the apple tree represent multiple things to protect that are all linked togheter), since the nymph adore Ladon to the point of crying its death she is probably quite popular amongs the girls. Now for the heracles part i think we can all imagine what he represent when you think about the image of your futur girlfriend, (cis)men 100% hate her for sure and some might have been pretty violent about it (what can you expect from such primitive creatures after all).

After being slayed, Hera took Ladon's dead body and made it into the now known as the dragon constellation and the nymph all cried the death of the beast. Your girl is alive don't worry i'm not predicting any death ! I can interpret this part of the myth as despite her being put down by abusive figure she has found the right people for her and who helped her being her true self or just going back to her true self after a big trauma (i mostly get woman figure or a group of woman at least). I can also imagine that as her having a big presence only and so a big supportive audience with some haters.

Your girlfriend actually remind me of Marie, the girl i picked for the 3 piles image so maybe you'd find her interesting maybe read her wiki page or read Innocent (her full name is Marie Joseph Sanson) tho be aware it's a quite violent and dark manga it's not for everyone/every age.

♀ Pile 3

【Cards】 Ouroboros & Quetzalcoatl + Judgement

What the hell ? What have you done to pull out some goddess like that i think you'll date a litteral dragon. This woman has experienced high highs and terrible "death moments" i'm definitly getting someone who's into witchcraft/spirituality but not your little crystal collecting girly oh no, here it's someone who's actively practicing it. Think of the women who worship santa muerte or who are following any chtonian or chaotic god or spirits (like dragons why not). This person kind of remind me of a female version of Griffith but before he became the most problematic character on earth. She looks angelic, like a savior she probably gives wonderful advice and help people get out of wild situation she if harsh in her messages if needed but everything she does serves the ouroboros (the cycle of life and death) most people have met her when being in very bad state as she came by to remind them about the cycle of things or just to shake their world a bit so they start moving again. Tho this angel might be a bit lonely since it's probably really hard for her to find people who match her energy, she isn't afraid of her solitude and darkness because she choosed it, she just fly high knowing that one day she'll meet people or at least someone who match her vibe or who is at least not coming to her while beging for help.

This person is a leader and a messenger she is probably really good with divination it might be her go to thing for everyday trial. Quetzalcoalt was against human sacrifice and with the ouroboros i can imagine that your next girlfriend probably have been through a long and painful cycle of self sacrifice, her surrounding has probably preached how wonderful and how you have no choice but sacrifice yourself for the sake of others and that you should just suffer in silence. Your futur girlfriend said no and stood up against this victim mentality because true freedom cannot be attained when being pushed down to the ground by people, her place was amongs the clouds in harmony with the element of air. She come and goes like the wind, i sense that she isn't particulary extraverted but she doesn't have problem when it comes to interacting with people so she probably speak to random people everytime she goes out however she is quite the loner or at least she is really distant from her friend group, maybe she is very different from them so despite getting along she can't fully give herself to her friendship like she wish she could.

Quetzalcoalt has been betrayed in his myth, again i always sense that your girlfriend's life trial has been made into whole cycle so she could observe and live the problem in all its angles. Has amazing as it sound, this person has suffered a lot through those cycles, yes they come out strong and still standing but don't understimate the pain she went or is still going through, after all Quetzalcoalt killed himself with fire and only his heart was left and became the morning star. I can interpret this has your person using their past experience to teach others about life's pain and how to overcome them but sadly no ones does it for her, it's like she is the first one who always step in dangerous zone to be faced with danger so the others don't despite her fighting to stop this "sacrifice cycle".

Despite being strong they probably needs some company to light up their day (wink wink)

⊙

#pick a card #pick a pile #pac

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kazoosandfannypacks · 7 days ago

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Could u draw when penumbra from ducktales 2017 is shrunk down permanently and can’t be normal sized again and has to live the rest of her life as a tiny moon warrior goddess while webby takes care of her

You know what? I'm going to say something in response to this that I haven't said to a fanart request in a very long time: No.

No.

I don't usually like denying requests. I like the challenge of drawing something I wouldn't think to draw. I like drawing some favorite characters. I like making other people happy.

But honestly? I'm just tired of all this at this point.

Last week, you asked me for a fanart. And then you sent me the same ask five times, some of them even after I told you I recieved your ask and was working on the drawing. And you dm'd me about it. And after I responded to your sixth ask about it and told you it was in the queue, you asked how long until I'd post the drawing.

It seemed clear that you were excited about it. And yesterday I posted it. Where did that excitement go? Did it funnel into a reblog so all your followers can see the art I drew specifically for you? Did you respond with a comment, even just a "thx," or a dm or ask (since you're so fond of those) to show your appreciation? Did you even give me a like to show my efforts to please you were not in vain?

No.

Instead, you rushed right back to my ask box to make another request. Within twelve hours of recieving the art you'd begged so tirelessly for, you sent me four asks requesting another art, a more detailed one. Some of them don't even ask. They just demand.

What do you think an artist is? Is it simply a machine that lies idle until someone makes a request, then kicks into high gear, spits out a drawing at you, and then goes inactive until it gets another request? Do you think they delete every ask they get in their inbox, then go "oh, no, I've forgotten this drawing, if only someone had requested it seven more times!" Do you think we exist solely to supply your demand and respond to your every whim?

I'm an artist. I love drawing things. And embroidery. And painting. And making moodboards. And editing videos. And gifmaking. And writing. And poetry. And bracelet making. And baking. I love art.

But I also love my job. That's right, I work a real job in between drawing things for free for strangers on the internet. And I like to spend time with my family. That's right, I have family, and we have a good relationship, and I enjoy spending time with them. And I enjoy going to church and volunteering and working with kids and playing games and going shopping and driving to work and talking with my friends and watching tv and eating meals. And I do things I don't enjoy, too, like clean the bathroom, fold laundry, do dishes, clean my room. I am an artist. But I am also a human.

And I am a human who does not have time to keep responding to or deleting multiple asks begging for the same thing. I am a human who does not have time to make art on demand only to turn around and have even more art demanded of me without so much as even acknowledgement of the art I made. Not only do I not have time to do these things, I don't like to do them. I don't like being pestered by strangers to make art I don't want to make. I don't like not receiving recognition for my work. And I don't like to have to be the bad guy and set boundaries when someone is treating me like dirt.

I'm a human. I am not a robot. I am not a content-making machine. I have never once been a proponent of ai generated art, but you make me stop to consider if maybe it's a good thing that it exists, just so that no human artist has to deal with people like you who think they're entitled to our time.

Of course, I am still against ai "art," especially because there's something even better that you can do in order to get exactly the art you want: instead of yelling at a plagarism algorithm or harassing a tired human, just pick up a pencil and a piece of paper and draw it yourself.

You have an idea. You know exactly what you want it to look like. You can capture your vision in a way no one else can. Trace screenshots if you think you "can't" draw. Or just keep trying until you're good. That's what I did. That's what all of us artists did. We kept at it until we got good at what we did. Behind the fanart that you spent a week pestering me about because you were impatient is literal decades of practice that I put into my craft. It might be good for you to try it out for yourself, too.

And to everyone reading this and thinking "oh, no, maybe kazzy has had enough and I shouldn't request art from her and I was a horrible person" or anything along that lines: please do not think that for even a second!

I love art requests. I love when someone looks at my art, says, "I would love to see more art like this!" and asks me to draw something they love. It's a HUGE honor! And I do have a LOT of fun drawing things and stepping out of my artistic comfort zone, and I love every single person who sends me an ask for my drawing challenges. I love when you guys ask for characters I've never drawn before. I love that I don't have to worry about art block because I've got a well-stocked tumblr inbox. I love the service you guys provide in requesting art and helping me hone my practice. I even love when one of you sends multiple requests for a drawing challenge! You mean you like my work enough to ask me for multiple things you love? That's an honor!

Thank you all for all your art requests; they've helped make me the artist I am today!

And also. It doesn't really matter if you reblog. I love reblogs, and, yeah, I get a little disappointed when people don't reblog requests from me, but at the end of the day, your blog is your blog. You don't have to reblog everything I make you. You don't have to comment on it all. You don't even technically have to leave a like on all of it. As an artist, I just love to create things. But as a human? It's nice to recieve that validation.

(Especially with requests for incredibly specific things. There are a lot of people who will reblog my art in various fandoms, especially character or ship art, but sometimes the more niche stuff recieves less love. Which is fine! Fandoms are under no obligation to like every art they see! But I know from experience that when people request incredibly specific art that caters only to them, and they have very few reblogs on their blog of anything at all, I'm about to pour a piece of my soul into making something that is about to go unloved. And after a while, that kind of stings.)

The Tl;dr here? I'm not a fan of people who don't treat artists like humans, but I love nothing more than creating art for people who appreciate it.

#kazzy's diary #kazzy rants #kazzy vents #kazzy has opinions (rare)#kazzy answers asks #artists on tumblr

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gz-missfit · 1 year ago

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So I wanna talk about tazercraft cause their characters are so incredibly interesting to me in the best way possible. To preface this I don't speak a word of Portuguese (I'm learning tho! And have been picking up on sentences a lot more) and my native language isn't English so I may get some things wrong and if I do feel free to correct me!

More under the cut:

I'll put this in 3 separate parts, them individually and then their dynamic!

Mike:

Mike is interesting to me, he's definitely the outward instigator of the 2 when it comes to causing trouble and as many have already pointed out the brains behind a lot of it! He's managed to master the create mod in ways I genuinely never expected them to be used and it's a cute way to say that mine (his wife) was also a cause of that as the goddess of creation. To move to his personality more he's definitely the lead talker in the duo, he's a lot more confident in his voice and speaking in comparison to Pac and can often seem like the lead of the duo, tho this is the cause for people missing his weaknesses! Mike is not a fighter, far from that actually, he freezes in danger and fumbles. His hand tremble when he holds a sword and sees mobs closing in and when big threats appear his whole body turns into ice. He gets overstimulated by danger he couldn't prepare for or was the cause of. Just to name 2 examples here, the first is in the dungeon on the day the timer ran out you could hear him panic, he was a lot more shaky and especially his sword being the cause of injuries to his friends is what made that worse, it went so far that he even typed in chat that he was overwhelmed (fun fact to note is that through all of that he basically vanished from pacs pov but I'll get to that). Another example is when the code showed up to him and pac to drop Richas cow head to them, he later on explicitly state having frozen in fear to i think Fit if i remember correctly and even when ttt was typed in the chat and pac had jumped down to follow Richas to make sure he could teleport Mike was again, nowhere to be seen.

His fear of a fight that revolves around his family and death especially is so interesting to me cause it's obvious that a lot of that comes from Richas first death and how he still blames himself for it, the fear of failing his loved ones again being set deep into his bones whenever a danger for their lives comes up. This is why the prison stream actually was even more interesting to me than I initially expected, because his personality in that sense took a complete 180! Now it's been shown time and time again that Mike has an intense distaste of the federation and hasn't been fond of them for a long time, he's incredibly hostile to them and not scared at all when threatened by them to the point where it's a game for him and he's retaliated with threats that could lead to a ban for him multiple times. Before I move on I think the reason as to why this is is because the federation never showed to kill or take lives, I think that's why Mike has a lot more confidence in confronting them rather than things that have shown to be fatal with all intention of killing. Back to the prison though, Mike's personality to threats definitely took a turn in there, from the moment we saw him he looked pissed beyond believe and his tone was always threatening and almost mocking, his mind quickly was set on getting him and pac out as soon as possible and the realization that Walter Bob, someone who both have seen be the first federation worker that showed them kindness and an interest in what they do after willingly showing up for a haircut is what devastated him. Mike sees Walter as a close friend due to that and it showed because as soon as the realization of Walters long term treatment hit him he did everything to protect the worker he maybe met a handful of times, you could see him get more and more agitated the more the guards hit him and ironically enough I think if Walter hadn't been there idk if he would've killed the guard, but he was so set on finally setting Walter free as well as make sure Pac doesn't have to relive the past they shared that he was willing to do everything to get those 3 out and that all is perfectly encapsulated by his behavior once Walter got taken again, Mike wasn't sad or distraught like Pac was, no, he was fucking fuming to the point where he didn't respond to Pac. Ya know, the person he talks to 24/7 and that's attached to his hip to the point where most of their words are shared telepathically above all. It was obvious that he was angry beyond believe and I'm sure he's got a lot more plans up his sleeve now to get revenge. Cause if there's one thing about Mike it's definitely that you do not want him as your enemy. He may be an outwardly social guy who is definitely more focused on making people laugh and showing off the things he and Pac created but he's still a fugitive and would destroy the world for those he holds dear as they help him feel stronger in the moments where fear does get the better of him.

Pac:

Pac is honestly incredibly fascinating just due to how many levels his character has. He's outwardly the person that appears more shy in comparison to Mike and stumbles as well as gets flustered quick. This has also been the main cause of people seeing him as a weaker player (which also got added onto by how during the earlier days he'd be the one to die a lot) which in turn has caused an interesting dynamic between him and a bunch of the others players because he's far from that. Pac is full on the brawns when it comes to situations that mean fighting for someone's life, his brain goes into focus mode once a life is on the line and there's many examples to show that! Which is why I find it so funny that he often gets handed things due to seeming and behaving weaker than he actually is (main example here being etoiles who not only gave him a custom diamond sword early on which Pac has kept to this day but also the Scythe which he nowadays uses as his only weapon).

Now to the examples of how he can very much carry his own weight In fights and how fascinating it is to watch him, the first big show of him effortlessly carrying himself and doing his best to support others was during the timer dungeon, he was at the front with Bad,Etoiles and Cellbit and even when a lot less geared than those 3 with a weapon that did a lot less damage he didn't go down once even tho he wasn't even holding a totem at any point. It's genuinely impressive with how well he carried himself through that and used movement to attack big groups of mobs from behind only to have vanished out of their sight again before they could corner him. The only time he got truly cornered was at a point where even Etoiles had to back up a little and ended up next to him and the way Pac casually mentioned being fine only to instantly jump at the opportunity of humor through small talk sticks in my brain to this day due to him having stayed mainly silent the whole time before that. The 2 other examples are about Richas and how quick Pac is to defend his son, like I mentioned before when the Code showed up to him, Mike and Richas, Pac instantly jumped into aggressive, he wanted to hit it but fell due to underestimating the jump and as soon as he laid eyes in Richas he became Pacs priority sticking to his sons side until he was Tp'd away and only then returning to the Platform. The same thing happened during the dinner! Every parent except for him crashed when the codes revealed themselves and as much as Richas was quick to start running the speed at which Pac laid eyes on the egg and started to follow right next to him was genuinely mind blowing, he stood at that elevator once Richas left ready to die if it came to it just to make sure one of those things didn't follow him, and as soon as Mike relogged he became Pacs priority with the latter hovering around him will he was loading in.

Now to compare this to the behavior in prison is interesting. Pacs still as good as ever when it comes to putting on a persona to get what he wants but I do believe that the prison brought up a lot of trauma for him, from what I know his time in prison was a lot worse than Mike's and you could hear that through his voice throughout the whole stream. Pacs a physical fighter not a mental one. But in the end he still has that survival instinct, he still knows he needs to get out to protect his family and he doesn't want to be separated from his other half and best friend anymore so he plays sly. The way he stole the keys from the guard genuinely is the most slick maneuver ever and his ability to portrait his behavior in an exaggerated way that makes him seem like no threat at all has worked in his favor multiple times during this too. He was definitely suffering through that whole experience but his determination to protect the ones he loved still slipped through, his hesitancy when he called to the guards not to hit his friends only to have his voice go small once he was physically threatened. He's not at all comfortable when he doesn't have anything to fight back with. Pacs underestimated A LOT, he let's himself be pushed around for bits with a smile and definitely enjoys appearing a bit dumber and less skilled than he is just due to the perks of it and not really caring for bragging about fighting skills when he'd rather show off the project he and Mike have spent time on, only those with a keen eye can see how he's got the heart of a fighter (Etoiles being the first to vocally call this out) he's not weak by any means and definitely a lot smarter than he'd ever admit. He'd die to protect his family and the ones he cares about and would never back down if push came to shove for them.

To sum this all up and not make this too long (which it already is pfff) for both of them together their dynamic is very clearly the "do not separate" but funnily enough Mike is the one who definitely leans onto that more. During each fight where he panicked, got overwhelmed and/or froze he was missing from Pacs pov, they were split apart and it was Mike who was terrified of not being able to hold his own, the same happened in the prison just differently. In the prison Mike definitely put on a cold facade but it broke everytime he asked if they could share the same cell, the underlying fear of him having to fight alone lacing his words through moments like that. This doesn't mean that Pac isn't the same tho! He's just less outwardly vocal about it in comparison and shows it more through actions and looks. It was obvious to hear his distress when he called Mike's name in prison but his constant turning around to see where the other is and his hesitancy to go into areas that implied separation are what showed how hes just as scared as Mike is about loosing the other.

To go more into headcanon and theories I'd like to think of the 2 as 2 hearts and a shared soul, their telepathic communication is borderline Canon at this point and it's obvious that the thought or implications of being separated doesn't sit well at all with either of them. Their bodies and life's are separate but they're still connected by a soul. And whether that's shown through jokes like not being able to be in one spot without the other or through genuine things like Mike having to remind Pac that only he can hear him unless he uses his voice or their ability to flawlessly work around the other is up to interpretation of each viewer in my opinion but there's something to be said about the fact that without the other they'd never had the determination or confidence to get out of that prison, that without the other their weaknesses would show a lot more and end up causing a lot bigger of a struggle than they currently are. Without the other they wouldn't feel whole.

#qsmp #qsmp tazercraft #qsmp pac #qsmp mike #character analysis #i think #im trying these 2 are so #genuinely interesting to me #in the best way possible #cause at their core they're still silly guy's #long read #text post #void mumbling

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fxckn-sxck-fr · 7 months ago

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Hello!! Big fan of your writing! I feel like we both have the same brain because the ideas you write about are the exact same I think of to go to sleep at night 💀 can I ask if you have any thoughts on platonic yandere Leon Kennedy with a female reader?

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃��𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒…

!!! Female reader (duh), idolizing, delusional behavior, over-protectiveness, Lowkey touch-starved Leon, surprisingly soft writing from someone like me.

Hmm… there’s honestly many directions you could go with a platonic yandere Leon, and they all depend on the circumstance. When did you guys meet? Was it pre-zombie breakout, during, or after? Did you work at the R.P.D.? Maybe with Umbrella? Are you also government agent post-breakout? What’s the age gap between the two of you? Who’s older?

… Okay, now that I have that all written down, I have so many thoughts on each individual idea but they all keep SWIMMING AWAY FROM ME WHEN I TRY TO WRITE SOMETHING, so lemme focus on a consistent idea.

RE2 Leon might have a tendency to look up to you. Maybe you’re his superior, older than him, or just generally have a leader-like personality that’s reassuring whenever shit goes down. If you have a more caring/nurturing personality, there’s a chance that he’ll think of you as an older sister or even a motherly figure. This is where it spirals into idolization, worshipping the ground you walk on as though you were a goddess sent to encourage him through all his trials and tribulations.

He’ll forever feel in debt to your kindness. Even if you aren’t a particularly friendly woman, his brain distorts any sort of gesture from you — be it nice, neutral, or rude —into something with a deeper meaning. Because of this, he’s fiercely loyal to you, acting as your personal guard dog when trouble comes. No one is allowed to lay a finger on you as long as he’s alive, but not because he thinks you can’t handle yourself; he just wants to share his eternal gratitude with you somehow, and if throwing himself in the face of danger, then he’s more than willing to sacrifice himself to show it.

Meanwhile, RE4 Leon might have a tendency to see you as his responsibility. Maybe you’re a rookie, younger than him, or just generally have an air of confusion and fear around you. His empathy would get the best of him, memories of Raccoon City tugging at his heartstrings as he sees part of himself in you. He’ll still try to maintain his rough exterior, but there’s always a hint of softness in his eyes when it comes to you, and it’s only a matter of time before his resolve completely cracks. You’re his younger sister; a daughter, even… and this is where the paranoia comes into play.

No one is allowed to touch you. No one is allowed to speak to you. No one is even allowed to look at you (and yes, he enforces this rule by sending those who try a serious death glare). He’s fiercely protective of you, not above beating the shit out of anyone who he deems a threat to your safety. He may also get a bit controlling, doing things like ordering advising you to change clothes should your outfit be revealing, or talking mad shit about people you express fondness for (not necessarily because he wants you to only have eyes on him, he just doesn’t want anyone to have eyes on you).

What connects these two Leons is their craving for physical touch. While RE2 Leon doesn’t feel worthy for it, he absolutely melts whenever you put a hand on him. I am a big lovesick puppy Leon fan (BECAUSE PLATONIC YANDERES CAN ACT LIKE LOVESICK PUPPIES TOO), so you know this man will be giving you the puppy dog eyes for head pats. And RE4 Leon would rather die than admit this, but he likes it when you nervously hang onto his bicep while you walk side by side. Also, imagining him holding you on his lap, his coat engulfing you as he glares daggers at anyone who even looks your way makes me so soft.

… You know, this was generally very tame for me. I think part of it has to do with how general I’m being, but I think it’s also cuz platonic yandere Leon makes me melt. If y’all got any fucked up ideas about Leon, hit me up.

#❥ CALL INCOMING: DO YOU LIKE SCARY MOVIES?#❥ TW: YANDERE #❥ YANDERE CHARACTER #❥ PLATONIC YANDERE #❥ YANDERE LEON KENNEDY #❥ YANDERE LEON KENNEDY X READER #❥ FEMALE READER

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linkemon · 1 year ago

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Voice line headcanons 2

Friendly reminder that English is not my first language. You can check my Masterlists both in English and Polish here.

Paimon and Aether demand information from you! Who is [Reader]?! Being discreet? Excuse me, Paimon is very discreet and will get to the truth!

Arataki Itto

✧ [Reader]? They're my greatest enemy. Did they arrest me? Don't be ridiculous. No one could capture the great Arataki Itto. Except for Kujo Sara... er... Huh? I didn't say anything. Of course it's about beetle fights. [Reader] can't beat me, so I still graciously agrees to let them try get back at me. Lie? Can those eyes lie, lavender melon? Hahaha! If you want, I can take you to them. It'll be the perfect excuse to see them... How do I look like? Give me a minute, I'll fix my hair and we can go!

Yelan

✧ Information has a price. What's yours like? Why the long faces... Of course I was joking. After what we've been through together in the mines, I'll answer your question. Remember when I mentioned once that I took the fur meant for Tsaritsa in exchange for the lost bracelet? Regrator, also known as Pantalone, participated in this operation. [Reader] works with him. It was under theirs care that the entire cargo was lost. As far as I know, they didn't die. They've been looking for information about me for some time. They're really persistent. Apparently the Harbinger business is keeping them away but I'm sure they'll be around sooner or later. If you want, I'll let you know when I see them.

Kujo Sara

✧ [Reader] is the best carpenter in Inazuma. They used to make furniture but eventually took up small handicrafts. Their works are masterful. I have many myself. I'm a little surprised the two of you are looking for them. Ah, are you looking for a figurine? That's the wrong word. Downright offensive. It is a lacquered sculpture of Her Majesty, the Mighty Narugami Ogosho, Goddess of Storms! How long is a name? Everyone here knows that respect is needed. You should be careful. There are serious consequences for offending our archon. I will not hesitate. Give you one when I have many? No way, especially after what Paimon said. And you'd better be nice to [Reader] or we'll talk differently...

Qiqi

✧ Hmmm... Qiqi doesn't remember at the moment... Qiqi will see the diary.... Nice person... Sometimes they come to the pharmacy when Qiqi sells medicine. I don't think they like Dr. Baizhu. They teach Qiqi to use a sword but Qiqi forgets that she can fight...

Shenhe

✧ [Reader]? I haven't seen them for a long time. I wonder how they're doing. Time spent meditating flows differently. Especially in the mountains. It would be good to see them again. Oh, I got off topic, sorry. [Reader] is not an exorcist but they are very fond of learning more about how the spiritual part of this world works. They took some techniques from me. Of course, only the most secure ones. They even managed to talk to adepti, which is not given to everyone. They work as a ritual helper. You should ask Chongyun if you want to find them.

Kuki Shinobu

✧ And why exactly do you want to find them? Just don't tell me someone in the gang did something wrong again. We're friends, so I guess it won't hurt if I tell you. [Reader] is also part of our team. You probably haven't met them yet because they often work in the field. At least you don't have to clean up the mess after it. Itto told you we're a couple?! I can't with him! Always talks too much. Blush under the mask? You just imagined it for sure...

#genshin impact x reader #arataki itto x reader #yelan x reader #kujo sara x reader #shenhe x reader #qiqi #headcanons #voice lines #over teyvat

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zeldabf · 5 months ago

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even MORE MM/light OOT hcs

lots of kishin this time, dunno how that happened! (lie)

WF stands for written for, which just means i've had the time to explore the idea a bit in writing.

kishin is very fond of rabbits, due to their connection to the moon. additionally, he’d also be very fond of blupees!

(WF) the interior of the moon was a gift from the goddesses, to kishin specifically. he had cherished it as a meditative ground and a sparring space when given the time to shrink away. it used to have more things in it than just a tree.

(WF) after the events of the game, he often brings link and occasionally skulkid and the fairies up to let them play or teach them things.

link tends to have odd sleeping hours, and is often up several times a night. i like to think there’s some kokiri-rooted remedy for it, seeing as they’re all children, who would likely have somewhat weird sleep patterns — perhaps the great deku tree happened to come up with something for them that grows in the woods?

kishin and tatl do not particularly get along, she’s too mouthy for his liking, and he’s older than dirt.

(WF) tael greatly admires both link and kishin, and is prone to following them around out of curiosity. he wants to learn courage, but he’s much too shy to ask them directly.

link has learned how to tell time from the position of the sun or moon in the sky, similarly to a sundial. this was learned loosely in OOT, and was helpful in MM. he has also gotten used to tracking time in the back of his head, starting immediately every reset. maybe the spirits help with that?

because he is still alive, kafei’s fate is reversed when majora is put in place again, so he and anju end up a normal, wed couple! by the time link returns to termina (about a few months - a year after,) they’re running the inn together.

also, i like to think link asked the banker to leave any of his remaining savings to anju, to fix the inn up. not knowing what was gonna happen after, he at least wanted something nice for her. she’d constantly leave one special room open for him, hoping he’d return one day.

romani initially called link “fairy boy,” but he was very adamant on the fact that tatl is not his, and insisted on a different name - hence romani analyzing him as a person, and getting “grasshopper.”

as confident in his speech as he is, link tends to be rather quiet. partially out of prior bullying and shyness, but also because changing ages and forms so drastically makes him feel awkward about his voice.

also, he likely has some little speech impediment due to what i’d imagine is a very limited vocabulary among kokiri. at the very least, some words would simply not come to him easily, no matter how well he knows them.

the boy doesn’t bother with cutting his hair anymore, and actually quite enjoys braiding it, as it gives him something to do. also, he likes accessories. little trinket hoarder.

also also, maybe it’s part of kokiri culture to just… be decorated. i’m definitely still working on thoughts for them, but i like the idea of them being very proud of what they collect, and enjoying showing it off. maybe it’s a status thing too, i dunno.

fairies would play into that, often bringing their kokiri things from the woods or outside world overnight! saria and her fairy always brought link gifts, maybe even giving the illusion of things being left for him in an innocent hope driving manner.

(WF) link tends to pick at things to keep himself busy, especially when stressed or simply being spoken to, as children often may. for example, he might look away and twist grass around him if sitting down talking to someone, or will begin to fuss about his outfit, adjusting his gloves or belt with absolutely no reason aside from keeping busy.

(unsure, still brewing) skullkid and link meant their “friends forever” pact. i like to think the skullkid we see in twilight princess is a sort of changed form of the one in majoras mask (either due to twilight or other means)and he leads that game’s link to the master sword as part of a promise he made with the hero’s shade, who is still so disturbed by his experience with the sword that he cannot bring himself to do it.

kishin takes link under his wing so quickly and with so much enthusiasm and protectiveness because he sees much of his old self in link, both in ways that make him feel proud/happy, but also deeply upset for the boy. plus, he never got to be a father in his own time (probably,) so link is healing for him in that aspect as well.

majora still likes to dance, and kishin still has his drum. perhaps certain lunar events in termina are tied to this? i’d like to give them more involvement in the moon’s behavior.

kishin has very questionable, old eating habits. as he likely does with everything… being gone so long, he’s still learning how to live again, especially in a new time.

link thrives for puzzles. this started as an adult in ocarina of time, likely in the forest temple, and he came to LOVE them! as such, he’s a pretty good problem solver. if he can think straight, that is.

link experiences frequent déjà-rêvé (already dreamed.) his prophetic dreams ended up watering down into itty bitty glances at the future. eventually the seen snippet happens, and he just kind of sits there like “oh, hey, i dreamed i’d have this exact conversation with malon last week. freaky.” and then moves on.

speaking of malon, he helps her out on the farm and comes to see her often. talon tries to make link something safe to eat, but link usually makes sure to eat before he goes, or will pack some food.

even though he isn’t a kokiri, fairies ADORE link. they feel drawn to his kind spirit - they simply cannot stay as bound companions. he doesn’t mind traveling with them, though.

kishin is oddly expressive with body language in comparison to hylians and terminians, just in more subtle ways. his ears tend to move more often and drastically, and he’s a person that talks with his hands. remnants of being close to his people, and having to be clear when explaining things to them. probably just a god quirk. i also don’t see the deities having much of a gender going on, they’re just kind of whatever, whenever. majora especially though.

keatons know a lot, probably too much. so, perhaps they were given their signature closed eyes at some point to prevent them from snooping in the gods business as much as they might have in the past. i think they’re also probably symbols of majora, in some way…

link still hangs out with the bombers, and even got them on better terms with skullkid after the game. having friends to play with while link’s away helps keep him busy! i like to think link managed to get lots of clock town’s residents to warm up to him eventually, and skullkid to behave a little better.

(WF) kishin has a very soothing voice, and will often hum some song to link or one of his friends if they are upset. it’s a grounding method he learned as a warrior ages ago, and it works quite well on link in particular.

#majoras mask #hcs #ocarina of time #loz #legend of zelda #zelda #tloz #link #kishin #fierce deity #mm link #what no i dont have favorites why do you ask

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blackbirdswhispers · 1 year ago

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It is time for a mostly done with Act 2 Astarion ramble. Spoilers, discussion of trauma, and general too much thinkery ahead

So I ended up redoing a chunk of Act 2 specifically so I could turn down the drow and get the alternate dialogue for Astarion’s romance scene. I’ve seen both cutscenes ahead of time. Games with this many choices and so many things that can be missed give me mad anxiety, I just plan my route ahead of time to remove the stress of missing specific moments I want to see.

I’ve seen it said that some people strongly prefer one course of action over the other, and of course there is a lot to dig into in the first real steps Astarion takes to be more genuine with Tav. Personally, the drow related dialogue for me hits well because it isn’t just him rambling at Tav again.

He’s nervous in both scenes, but in the non-drow conversation he’s particularly unsettled. He’s working through what he has to say but it comes off to me as he’s been overthinking for so long he just had to spit it out.

Full disclosure I think both sets of dialogue are peak writing, truth be told. I have a fondness for each of them for different reasons. But it’s the clarity with which Astarion thanks Tav for standing up for him that really gets me. There’s a little bit of awe in it, which I think is what makes Astarion so afraid still.

How do you really admire someone but not become beholden to them? He, who has had no one to admire in two centuries, fell in with a group of people who are all beholden to gods and devils and ideals. And they’ve, most of them, been betrayed already or are in the process of being wounded by those very bonds.

I haven’t played with Minthara but, obviously she’s been trapped by the Absolute. I think Halsin is the only one Astarion might see as truly free from the shackles that hold everyone else.

I also think it’s why he shows so much dislike when Tav is quick to do the good thing selflessly. The lack of self preservation! What if you get tangled up in some horrible trap! What if you piss off the wrong bad guy!

And we all know the Bad Guys are much, much worse than the Good Guys can ever counter. Who in 200 years was Good enough to help him? Who in 200 years even touched an evil so great as Cazador?

But here comes Tav, doing good (depending on the playthrough, but accurate enough for mine) and surmounting a curse laid on a land for a century. Even at this point where we haven’t made it all the way to the end of Act 2, we’re really doing it.

And for my Tav (Zane), he’s been helping the companions break free of their bonds through it all. Encouraged Wyll to try and get out of his pact. Scolded Gale for thinking of following Mystra’s plan. Stood by Lae’zel as her goddess outcast her. Implored Shadowheart to really think about following through with Shar’s murderous request. Sought out the metal to help Karlach to boot, with her ‘master’ yet to be handled.

Their futures already on a knife’s edge with mindflayer tadpoles buried in their brains, yet Zane’s out here quietly demanding they talk on personal growth as well as worldly peril. And isn’t that just life for you?

Sooo yeah, why *wouldn’t* Astarion be terrified to find himself catching feelings for someone like that? At first it would have seemed the safest option, bait the bleeding heart to bleed for you. For you alone if you could manage to captivate them well enough.

And bleed they do. Bleed right into your mouth each and every evening just to keep you Happy.

But they keep bleeding for everyone else too. They aren’t afraid to ask for help. They cheerfully stroll up to Shadowheart every morning, shamelessly asking to be restored after you’ve taken a chunk out of them, again. Everyone knows it’s happening! It should feel like you’re the one keeping them! But does it?

They keep taking requests for everyone they meet. They drag you out and about for far far too long each day, making you party to their endless favors.

One night they come to you, bruises all over them, their eyes shadowed because they were literally beat to death in a fight, spared by Shadowheart because you were on the other side of the room handling some other Absolute minion. They come to you in such a state, and offer again to bleed for you. What a freak, how can you not feel for them?

And then you get to this drow, and they’re another person asking for a favor. Another person wanting something. Sure this time it’s specifically from you but, it’s not even a hard task, from the outside. You’re a vampire, biting other creatures is literally what you do. And she wants it for a boon to the party.

Surely they’re going to try to convince you. It’s not even a task you have to fetch anything for! You’re standing right there with them! And when they express their surprise to you, of course you get defensive and brace yourself for the worst!

Part of you starts to crack a little as the Good lays it’s oppressive hands on you. Of course this is how it’s going to go. When has it ever gone differently. There are ideals to uphold. Tasks to help with.

Then you look them in their eyes, and they’re looking right back, careful and a little sad, watching as you prepare to put up a fight or give in to despair. And they’re speaking and….genuinely mean it when they tell you it’s your decision. To do what *you* want.

They subvert all your concepts of Good. They don’t call you selfish, they don’t even push back at all. They just support your decision. They don’t make you do the one thing vampires do best. They don’t hold it over your head. They just, let you make your decision and carry on with the rest of their life.

Oh gods you were going to obey them if they ordered you to do it. You would have, but why? Your natural order is to be under someone’s thumb, but the whole intention was for you to have them under yours. You slipped into your place without a second thought, even while panicking about getting stuck back there again.

For me, the romance conversation happened the same night. My next long rest Astarion was immediately pulling Zane over to thank him. To thank him!

Not the through gritted teeth thanks for helping him fulfill his deal for Raphael. Astarion genuinely desired to express gratitude. He still gives some background as to why he’s making such a show of it, but it feels less hurried and anxious. Or at least it did to me.

Anyway this is another hot mess post by 2am me so it’s time to sleep. I will not be reading over this before I post so sorry for the absolute stream of consciousness, or near unconsciousness as it were.

Good night

#bg3 #spoilers #astarion #a big long ramble #that may or may not make sense #act 2 #I just want to love this pixel man #I didn’t even get to a point I wanted to make but I’m too tired to carry on

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valdrinors-writing · 1 month ago

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some amber & luna roleswap au notes

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2024 ADDITION

amber talbot - luna derbyshire

luna's still the same kind, sweet and introverted girl as in canon, but she's slightly less insecure and more confident

unlike amber, her mom (here an identity for astraea) is still alive and her dad walked out on her when he found out her true identity as a goddess

astraea doesn't really mind, because she loves luna and prospero 'perry' dearly

luna's closer to her mom then in canon and learnt her powers from her - because her mentor was alive and wasn't her neglectful grandfather, luna's much more aware of her abilities - she's also aware of the dangers of overcharging

meets freddie when she spots him watching her soccer team train - she asks him if he wants to take part to which he points out his leg wound - gives the same song and dance about victor hitting him which immediately luna is concerned over and tries to call cps

freddie quickly clarifies its a joke and luna throws aside the large rock decides not to call cps lol

she asks if freddie would like some training to help with his leg and freddie says 'sure why not' because he doesn't have many friends at school and yeah, luna is 3 years older than him but she seems to care about him

definetly starts looking up physical education and rehab for injuries - she lacks amber's photographic memory but she does have a lot of passion and is very good at note-taking - really wants to make sure his leg is okay (probably comes across as a bit annoying)

when freddie is chosen to be the wizard's champion and shows up in her backyard in his super form, luna nearly wakes her brother up with her excited squeal :')

they go on a quick fly around philadelphia and luna gets so excited that she ends up letting out a photon beam :') that's how freddie finds out about luna's powers

luna is so hyped about learning more about freddie's powers and when she and billy end up becoming his 'sidekicks', billy is... significantly less excited

yes, their argument still happens, but its because billy believes that 'the blue cyclone' is acting childish and freddie believes that the blue cyclone 'needs someone to look after him' - luna's just like "can't we all just get along?!"

so sivana happens and later, luna meets the mk system

i have like 2 ideas for mk system and the one that's on my mind right now is while marc is still the host, its steven who made the deal with khonsu - marc is taking medication to try to 'silence' his alters, so when steven comes back he's shocked

luna is much more empathic towards marc than amber is - she really wants to help him out and is horrified when steven basically tells her 'oh after all this is over, ill just disappear'

"NO! THAT IS NOT A NORMAL THING FOR SOMEONE TO SAY! WHAT THE FUCK?!"

i also imagine that luna gets jake out quicker than amber does - mostly because she encourages the mk system to be more open with each other

when she moves back to philadelphia she sees there are spots open for a roommate position with a girl she vaguely knew from high school - enter amber talbot

luna derbyshire - amber talbot

amber is introverted and cold - doesn't really like talking to many people - has kind of locked herself in her room and kept herself away from other people due to her father's death and her grief

she doesn't really open up to anyone unless she has to, which usually means that she's much less of an open book - still a major overachiever, but not as prone to showing it off

she really hates the idea of people pitying her, which is why she fell into books and tv - specifically the master who series (idk if that's the title lol)

she's fond of the master, who's an ubergenius who uses his intelligence to save the world from alien threats, including the rebellious doctor

due to having watched the show on a night where she was suffering from exhaustion/depression from her father's death and her need to prove everyone that she's fine, her latent psychic abilities activate and she's brought into the tv show

amber never knew she was a mutant - her mom was were the mutant gene came from but their powers tend to activate due to stress or strong emotions - amber's mom has a bad habit of bottling up her emotions and has indirectly taught amber that's healthy (its not)

so finding out that she's not just a mutant but something called the 'constant companion' is a huge culture shock for her

gets along best with delgado and gomez master

she reminds the master of his mentee romana (who switches with susan as the first companion) and it was romana who encouraged amber to form a psychic link with the master, for research purposes

they both bond over feeling like they'll never be enough for themselves or others

okay now onto the doctor aka the biggest tragedy - same backstory, they're the timeless child and they took it... poorly

gallifrey was much less openly corrupt in here then in canon, so the doctor was just seen as a child lashing out at nothing

the master still ends up destroying gallifrey during the time war, a fact that keeps him up at night and leads to him confiding in amber about his trauma

but the doctor survives the war and puts his consciousness into a pocket watch which leads to uh... utopia

tennant is more like a scientist trying to encourage first contact than a politician (idea stolen from this art) - i also dont imagine he makes the 'doctor race' or whatever in end of time

(tbh that art inspired the hell out of this part of the au lol)

amber hates the doctor moreso than luna hates the master, but more because he shows pity for her - the doctor is naturally empathic, and he sees that she's grieving, and he basically calls out the master for not 'breaking through to her'

which leads to amber - in a fit of rage - nearly causing pertwee master to regenerate from a massive psychic shock - amber hates the idea that someone so evil pities her, and it just confirms her suspicions the only people who pity her and her grief are just bad actors trying to use her

at one point - during a break from traveling with the master - amber decides to move out and move into her own apartment. she places an ad because her mom is encouraging her to 'make some real friends', which is how she and luna meet

#ocappreciation #ocapp #ochub #queerocs #ohc2024 #OC: Luna #story: eighth wonder #OC: Amber #story: electric feel #this roleswap au is my favourite #look at these dweebs i love them so much

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catt-nuevenor · 1 year ago

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Same person who sent the initial bg3 ask here! I absolutely love your analysis of Shadowheart! I agree with you about her big act 3 choice (trying to be vague just incase others don't want spoilers). I was surprised that the majority of online opinions I've seen argue that the other choice is the better ending for Shadowheart. I just want her to be free and happy—even if the journey to happiness is rocky lol.

"It's the same bg3 person again b/c I also love gushing about this game and I ran out of room lol. As far as starting a Dark Urge run, I 100% have to recommend romancing Astarion. Though, it's 100X better on a run where you decide to be good and resist the urge. It's actually surprisingly wholesome and low-key so much better than romancing him as a normal Tav. He's surprisingly supportive and there's so many great moments where you talk about resisting and becoming better people together."

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Glad you enjoyed my responding gushing and rambles. I do think the framing of the last scene with Shadowheart's questline perpetuates a lot of the opinions on her parents alive being the better option. I suppose it's neater too, since the game ends a relatively short time afterwards and unlike BG2 we don't get long epilogue cards describing what happens in the long term. No chance to see the full consequences of what being the unfortunate plaything of a vindictive goddess does to a person.

"I felt the wound last night, while you were sleeping. Like some sadistic child, de-winging a fly."

A lifetime with that isn't one I'd wish on anyone.

Onto the Dark Urge playthrough. Astarion and I have a hate/tolerate relationship. If I could lean wholly into the darker options (to get Astarion to the point of liking the Main Character enough), or a straight romance, I'm sure it would prove very entertaining, especially from what I know of the events and 'incidents' involving the Dark Urge. As it is, I was planning on romancing Lae'zel.

I'll popcorn my way through Astarion's excellent personality and romance through the medium of Youtube in the end, I suspect. Tens of hours, even with a quick playthrough of BG3 (I've never been good at speedrunning games), is a long time for me to 'play straight' or otherwise cuddle up to a chap if I had someone other than a female main character.

I will forever adore Astarion's response to Araj (the drow potion lady) in the city:

Araj: "Ah, and the heart-stopping bloodsucker. I hope you've changed your mind. My neck is yours, any time."

Astarion: "And I will keep refusing until the end of 🎵time🎵!"

But we make snarky allies at best.

The end of his questline makes me overall begrudgingly fond of him. Like a great fluffy Persian cat that you just know is going to take the utmost pleasure in biting you, but you still let snuggle up to you regardless.

#asks #BG3 #baldur's gate 3 #non story content #bg3 spoilers

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HOME | CHARACTERS | VER. 2.0

FEATURES ADDED:

♡ OST is available.

♡ Story Event will be uploaded between version updates.

POLL RESULT:

♡ At Kuroo's Place

SONG REFERENCES IN THIS VERSION:

• クライマー (Climber) by Galileo Galilei

• Radio Song by LOVE PSYCHEDELICO

a/n: first (ofc), i would like to thank @shut-up-you-guys-are-12 for being so patient with me (pls my drafts can be so messy). thank you sm bro! second, in this fic you'll see a time range at the end of one of the paragraphs below and that refers to the specific seconds in the song in which i am referring to in the paragraph. trust me, reading and imagining the scenario gets better if you check it out. it will (hope so) immerse you more in the fic. and yes, the first song is part of Haikyuu!!'s OST i have to include it for pun lol. enjoy.

taglist: @thechaosoflonging @alienvarmint @phoenix666stuff @citrustsuki

THE LABYRINTHS

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It was a chance encounter, as Bokuto worded it, to cross paths with you after classes yesterday when they, The Labyrinths, were thinking of a way to talk to you outside of class hours.

It was right before you left your college department that you saw Bokuto with someone with contrasting features. His eyes were evidently sharp, slicing through a point ahead as though he was ready to pierce through someone’s soul should they happen to displease him, but when he meets your gaze, his drastically softens. The corners of his eyes mold into a friendly greeting.

He’s beautiful and elegant in a way that’s almost perfect to be hung on a wall of a museum.

On the other hand, Bokuto’s greeting is nowhere near poised. He heaves a relieved breath as his palm caught a bead of sweat sliding at the side of his face. “Thank god, I ran into you.” His statement earns an arched brow from his company.

“That’s a step for someone who’s agnostic.” The stranger pointedly says. The remark did not sound near humorous, if anything, just blunt. Nonetheless, Bokuto giggled.

“I was thanking Benzaiten, the only god.” Your extra units on Japanese literature paid off as you catch on to what they’re talking about. Benzaiten or Benten is one of the seven gods of luck. She is also known as the goddess of music and arts alongside wealth and wisdom.

Bokuto’s friend seemed to notice you awkwardly standing, waiting for Bokuto to tell you whatever he had to. He flickers his eyes from you then back to Bokuto as if to remind his friend of your presence, which surprisingly worked.

“Oh! right, right.” Bokuto’s nails scratch lightly on his nape, “Are you free tomorrow at around five in the afternoon? We have band practice and everyone’s looking forward to meeting you.”

A chance encounter. Bokuto must be right about it since Tuesday is the only day in the week you do not have classes in the afternoon. Benzaiten must really be on Bokuto’s side.

Hence, you agreed and the conversation ended with Bokuto saying he looks forward to hearing you sing. With that, both boys resume their pace away from you, with Bokuto waving you goodbye as he walks next to his friend.

As you watch them leave, you wonder to yourself. Could that guy Bokuto failed to introduce you to be also part of the band? You recall him having an enamel pin from the Department of Letters on his tote bag. A band member from the literature department, huh? A lyricist, maybe.

Having left your thoughts unanswered, you decided to shrug it off and wait for the following day.

The next day comes and you are on your way to the address of the rental studio Bokuto told you about yesterday. You are coming from your apartment since you decided to spend the afternoon before band practice at home to prepare a song to sing with the band (in reference to the previous agreement you made with Atsumu and Bokuto).

Turning a corner, you notice an old woman in her late seventies busy in her yatai, a tiny movable food stall that she manages. Over the time you have stayed in your apartment, you have grown fond of the old woman and her delicious dishes that carry decades of culture and experience. You always make sure to drop by and greet her whenever you’re on your way home from school or your part-time job.

With her back on you, a smile adorns your face, ready to greet her. However, the second you see the plaster on her temple, your plan to ambush her in a high-spirited manner suddenly halts as your eyes round at the sight of a fresh wound covered with gauze.

“Grandma! What happened to you?” You hold her at an arm’s length gently as though you’re afraid to cause more damage, examining the material on her forehead. “Are you okay?!” Your voice increases in worry.

“The doctor said I’m okay.” The old woman waves her wrinkled boney hand in the space between the two of you as if dismissing your concern.

“But what happened?” You look at her deeply in her eyes, leveling your height to her craned back.

“I collapsed yesterday.”

“YOU COLLAPSED?!” It was not your intention to cause a scene but somehow the sudden increase in your voice attracted attention from the bystanders.

“Hush down, child. You’re hurting my ears.” Grandma still has the sass in her. Perhaps, the doctors are correct. She is indeed alright.

“H-how? Why? Were you with someone? Where was your grandchild? Was he with you?” You remember grandma telling you about her kind hearted and almost flawless (of course, coming from a proud grandmother) grandchild that she never misses to talk about on every opportunity she has.

“I am old.” Grandma chuckles. “It slipped my mind to take my medicine. The doctor said it caused my blood to drop…or rise? What was it again? Ah, I can’t remember.” She sighs before looking up to you with a gentle smile. “And yes, my grandchild was here. Oh, I’m ashamed! You keep pestering me with these questions now I am reminded of it again!” Grandma puts a hand over her forehead as the memory from yesterday flashes in her mind.

She continues. “My dear grandson has to hurry away from class because of my carelessness. I don’t want to be an old woman who needs to depend on someone for basic responsibilities such as taking medicine on time. He was so worried yesterday that he flooded my inbox with texts. Oh, that child is a bit too much sometimes. I wonder if he got it from my son, or me.” Despite the unpleasant incident, talking about her family still stretches the smile on her face. She must really adore his grandson.

“Your grandson must love you very much.” You comment, making the old woman laugh in delight.

“I guess he does, but he never tells me.”

“Saying it outloud is sometimes…embarrassing, you know.” You wrinkle your nose at her. You add, “So, I totally get it.”

Grandma laughs, holding your arm and squeezing it as she says, “Young people.” She shakes her head. “You should meet him! I told him stories about you.”

“I’m assuming it’s all positive. Right, Grandma?” You give the old woman a soft nudge before shooting her a playful wink.

“Mhm, let me think about that.” Grandma teases.

One of the many qualities that made you grow attached to her is her witt. She has the right mix of cheekiness and tenderness. She always seems to have a witty comeback and it never fails to render you speechless. Overtime, you have come to appreciate her as more than just the old woman at the corner of the street selling sweet and savory treats. Her comfort reminds you of home, and whenever you feel homesick you find yourself chatting with her as you gnaw on food.

Before you leave her humble yatai, you write your phone number on a paper candy wrapper in case of an emergency. You told her that she can rely on you and that asking for help is not a sign of weakness. Grandma gladly accepts your kind words, quickly batting away a tear threatening to roll on her cheek. If there’s one prominent trait that you could name about the old woman is that she is reluctant to show emotions. She would rather present herself as strong and daunting. However, her tough exterior is nothing but a facade to her warm heart.

Walking to the studio building near your university, your heart begins to thump against your chest akin to the muffled sounds of drums from outside the studio rental building. As you push the glass door open, the scream coming from the girl behind the reception area was first to welcome you. Her voice startles you more than the echoes of the heavy electrical instruments.

“Shut the door!” She shouts in an authoritative manner. A distant ‘sorry’ coming from one of the rooms down the corridor followed by a soft click of a door knob locking is heard. The girl hisses. “Damn, these brats.”

You remain unmoving at your spot until she notices you, nodding her head in a casual greeting. It's just then that you notice that one of her legs is propped on a chair as her other foot dangles in the air. She chews on her gum loudly as she waits for you to speak.

“The Labyrinths?” Bokuto instructed you to say the band name to the friendly (though ‘friendly’ might not be the best word to describe her) woman behind the counter upon entering the studio rental building.

“You’re new.” She says, eyes traveling from head to toe as she blows and pops a gum. “Left side. Last room before you turn right.”

“Thank you.” You mutter, shuffling your way to the end of the corridor until she stops you for a moment to say, “Goodluck.”

You continue your way to the room at the end of the corridor. The muffled sounds of musical instruments, vocals, and people talking loudly resonate from each alternating door in the hallway. Then, you find yourself hesitating as you stare at the last mahogany door. Behind this door is a leap to change your mundane life. There’s nothing you can do to control this; nothing you can do about the anxiety building up in your stomach. The only way to overcome it is to enter the room just as you promised and show up. They’re expecting you, they’re waiting.

You swing the door open gently.

What are they like?

“WHO TOLD YOU TO TOUCH ROBERT?!” A seething voice booms in an instant. A raven haired boy with soft curls turns red as he angrily yells at Bokuto who’s currently sitting on the floor.

Uh, bad timing?

Should you leave？

“You’re so ungrateful, Sakusa! I did you a favor!” Bokuto bites back.

“A favor?! You call that a favor?! Why don’t you fucking mind your own business, huh?!” Sakusa challenges. A pair of gardening gloves covers his hands as vents his anger on a water bottle, gripping it tightly into a disfigured shape.

…Yep, maybe you should.

Just when you were about to retreat, Bokuto whips his head in preparation to dramatically whine back, but instead sees you standing by the door. Just as you're thinking it couldn’t get worse, everyone finally sees you. The room falls silent and in that very second, you wish to disappear, for the ground to swallow you whole.

You clear your throat, your neck is stiff with tension.

“Hi. I’m (y/n).” Your eyes briefly scan their faces and when none of them spoke, you continue, stuttering. “I-It’s nice to meet you all.” and still, no response.

Can you leave and redo the introduction when they’re not at each other’s throats?

Fortunately, just before you were about to run out Bokuto breaks the ice.

“(Y/n)! Sakusa is accusing me of killing Robert when all I did was water them!” Water? Bokuto points at the three tier shelves at the corner of the room. You take a small step forward to look at the potted plants he was referring to. Then, realization strikes you.

Robert is a plant.

It took you an immense amount of self-restraint from stopping yourself laughing at the unusual name for a plant. However, upon realizing what he did and the kind of plant Robert is, your eyelids peel wide.

“You watered a cactus?” You say, gesturing to the potted cacti of different shapes and colors. Some of them are flat and tall while others are round and small akin to a barrel. A number of them have purple and red flowers about to bloom. Now, you understand the wrath of the caretaker.

“Was I not helping?” Bokuto tilts his head to the side as he asks.

You shake your head from side to side. “I’m afraid not.”

As Bokuto’s pout becomes prominent, his shoulders hunched forward in shame and defeat, Astumu makes an effort to redirect the conversation.

“And that’s a welcome from The Labyrinths.” He casually states as he sits on one of the amplifiers on the floor, his legs stretched forward. He wears a plain shirt tucked on the waist of his jeans. His hair is unruly, probably from the number of times his fingers ran through it.

That’s it? He could have said something more to reduce the awkwardness of witnessing two members argue about a probably dying plant named Robert since he practically was the one who recruited you into the band. That's basic courtesy, right? You thought.

As if the boy next to Bokuto could read your thoughts aloud, he pushes himself off the wall and walks up to you. A smirk plays on his lips as he scrutinizes you from top to bottom, oddly reminding you of the girl from the front desk. He offers a handshake. “Suna Rintarou, rhythm guitar. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“The pleasure’s mine.” You shake his hand and offer him a close-lipped smile.

Suna rolls his eyes and snorts. “Pfft, let’s quit being so formal. Come on, I’ll introduce you to the group.” Suna catches you off guard as he swings an arm over your shoulder then points at Bokuto sulking on the floor. “Bokuto Koutarou, drummer and a dramatic piece of shit. You already met him.” Suna moves to the person whom Bokuto referred to as Sakusa earlier. “Sakusa Kiyoomi, bassist and a don’t-touch-my-shit piece of shit, as you can already tell.” Sakusa frowns at Suna who seemed unmoved by it. Then, he points at Atsumu who’s at the other side of the room. “Atsumu Miya, lead guitarist and a…” Suna ponders on the right word to describe him, running his tongue over his teeth before exclaiming in confidence. “Ah!” He announces in conviction. “A piece of shit.” Suna wraps it up by flashing you the fakest smile you have ever seen in your entire existence. Although his effort seemed to lift the tension in the room.

“That’s quite the introduction.” You let out an airy laugh, glancing over to Suna who still has his arm over your shoulder. “So…this is everyone, I assume.” You throw a random gesture in the air which causes Suna to curve a brow.

“Yes, were you expecting someone?”

“No, not really, it’s just that yesterday Bokuto was with someone and I assumed he was also a part of the band.” Your voice fades into a whisper upon realizing how stupid you must sound. Just because he had an enamel pin from the Department of Letters and is friends with a drummer doesn't mean they both work on music, idiot. However, your revelation piqued Suna’s curiosity.

“Is that so?” He muses, a dangerously cheeky smile grows on his mouth as he directs his gaze to Bokuto whose expression is akin to a deer caught in headlights. He asks you, though his line of sight is still stuck on the drummer. “What’s his name?”

“I didn’t get his name.” You say cautiously, your vision jumping from Sakusa to Atsumu who had a similar expression on their faces. What the heck is going on? Suna keeps you hooked.

“Well, what does he look like?”

“He, uh…” You hesitate when you see Bokuto’s pleading eyes, practically begging you not to speak. But Suna is better at distracting you. For heaven's sake the man does not know about personal space. Using the tip of his finger, he turns your head so you're forced to lock eyes with him.

"I asked." He states in a low tone. "Ignore Bo." You swallow hard, biting on your molars as you stare back at a pair of glowing olive irises. You have never been this close to a boy (let alone someone you barely know) before, (other than Daichi whom you shared a large fraction of your life with.)

"Well, h-he's tall." You glance at Bokuto feeling like a total ass for snitching on him. Unable to handle pressure, you found the guts to ask. "Is this okay? Am I not putting Bokuto in a life or death situation?"

"Trust me, this benefits him." Suna unwraps his arm on your shoulder to cross it over his chest. You look over at Sakusa then Atsumu and see them both nodding in agreement. This makes everything even more confusing. What is going on?

"See? They agree." He tilts his chin. "So, tell us. What does he look like?"

With your lack of choice (actually, you do technically have a choice, but your intuition tells you that Suna won't drop the topic until you spill the details), you gave out a general description on Bokuto's friend's appearance. How his hair is styled, face, and attire. You also include the enamel pin on his canvas shoulder bag.

After you're done, Sakusa removes his gloves in a manner that makes a loud snapping sound. On the other hand, Suna guffaws, clutching onto his stomach.

"An important affair." Atsumu draws quotes in the air using his fingers. "I should have known."

Sakusa slow-claps. “You big fat liar. You were on a date with Akaashi!” Bokuto’s cheeks instantly turned warm.

"It's not even a date!" Bokuto argues back, but something with the way he presses his knees on his chest makes you wonder…aloud.

"You like him, but you have never confessed?" Your question earns a nosy and cheeky "ooh" from Suna.

"Sounds like someone's an expert in the field of dating." He shoots you a look that makes you regret speaking your mind.

"I'm not!" You protest though Suna completely ignores you by jesting,

“Why don’t you give our hopeless romantic drummer advice on how to secure a relationship?” Suna cackles to himself, enjoying you cornered and bashful. On the other hand, Sakusa asks in a serious tone.

“Are you seeing someone, (y/n)?” You weren’t informed that you signed yourself up for a late night show interrogation and not as a vocalist of a band. Ten minutes in since stepping into the room and the only information you know of them is that their bassist has cacti and their drummer is pining on a friend and now, your zero dating experience is about to get spilled.

Nonetheless, you shake your head to the sides and utter a “no”. Sakusa nods his head in understanding and for some reason you feel the weight of a pair of eyes looking at you in your peripheral vision. Instinctively, you turn to look at the source and see Atsumu peering at you through his lashes. He did not budge, not straying his eyes away, even when you caught him looking. In some kind of twisted role reversal, you were the one who felt caught red handed for catching him looking at you. You couldn’t hold his eyes any longer, so you switch to look at a point ahead from him, masking it by tucking a stray hair behind your ear.

“Shall we begin?” Sakusa cuts to the chase. He doesn't wait for the response of the group as he walks over to the bass guitar lying on the floor. As he untangles the wire next to the guitar, he looks over your shoulder. “Did you prepare a song? We should first play a song we regularly perform, then go with your choice of song next.”

Sakusa turns and misses you nodding to him in agreement. The others began to pick up their instruments, which left you standing, doing nothing but watch them prepare.

“What kind of songs do you usually sing?” Sakusa glances at you to let you know he’s talking to you.

“Any, but I'm hoping you’re not expecting me to whip out a Mariah Carey or Whitney Houston song, right?”

“AhHhH I~” Bokuto joins in by singing the first notes of the song in a falsetto, which makes you and Suna chuckle at his attempt to sing.

Sakusa notices you doing nothing so he juts his chin to your left. “The microphone and stand is over there.”

Following his orders, you take the microphone and its stand and place it at the center of the room and in front of them. Bokuto raps notes on the drum loudly and suddenly you feel your heart thump in nervousness in rhythm with the drum. Clipping the microphone on the stand, you breathe out the building tension in your stomach and shut your eyes to calm yourself. The next thing you know is Atsumu standing next to you.

“You okay?” He asks. His palm spread out before you, facing the sky. You gaze at his hand wondering what the hell he means by it. Is he offering his hand to comfort you? Hold… Hold hands?!

He notices you confusedly staring at his hand and clarifies his intentions before you have the chance to embarrass yourself. “The microphone wire. I’ll plug it in the amplifier.” He pointed at the wire of the microphone hanging and swirled on the floor.

“Right.”

What were you even thinking! If there’s only a way to make yourself disappear in an instant you would have done it without thinking twice.

To your luck, Atsumu seemed unbothered by your delay. Once he has the wire to the microphone he leaves your spot.

“So, what are we doing first?” Suna asks the group.

“I know!” Bokuto chirps and all heads turn to him. “Climber? (クライマー). Do you know that song, (y/n)?” You answer an immediate ‘yes’ and Bokuto exclaims. “Great!” Right then, He raises both drumsticks in the air. He hits it three times to set the beat and cue everyone to prepare.

One. Two. Three.

Sakusa slides a note across the frets and everyone begins playing their instrument. Bokuto doesn’t miss a beat as he hits the drums with all his strength while Suna’s fingers move naturally between strings and fret, head nodding to the upbeat rhythm. Then suddenly the three instruments: bass, drums, and rhythm guitar softens as Atsumu, who’s playing as the lead guitarist of the band, takes the spotlight. (0:07-0:13)

His confidence shows as he skillfully plays the electric guitar with minimal effort, as though he has done this a thousand times. He repeats the riff twice, fingers pressing on the strings quickly at a blink-and-you-miss-it pace. When the drums thunder once again, you’re reminded of your cue. One more set and you’re up to sing.

Despite your heart hammering against you chest akin to the vibrations of the loud music in the room bouncing against the walls, you were able to sing on beat on verse one. Although you had to admit, your voice came out shakey. However, you were quick to recover when the song hit the bridge. By the time it reaches the chorus, you find yourself enjoying the song. Your body is swaying with the beat, one hand on the microphone as you sing your heart out.

It’s your first time to perform a song with them, but it already feels natural. Technically speaking, perhaps they were able to adjust to your amateur skills, or something else like that. Before them, to you, singing was all about perfecting the notes, getting the right tempo, and being conscious of how you present yourself to people. But in this enclosed space you feel liberated. You aren’t thinking of the consequences of making a mistake.

You are actually enjoying yourself.

Before you know it the song ends and the only thing remaining with you is the evident grin on your face as you look at them. The rush of adrenaline is still in your veins making you feel pumped to sing the next song.

“You did well, (y/n).” Sakusa praises you therefore making you stretch the smile on your face. He continues. “What’s the song you prepared for us?”

“The genre is a bit different from the first song. It’s called Radio Song.”

“I know that!” Suna declares. “It is different from what we’re used to playing and that makes it better. We can explore other genres and styles.” As Sakusa and Bokuto nod their heads, Atsumu remains silent in his spot. He whips out his phone from the pocket of his jeans, running this thumb on the screen.

“Tsum, is there a problem?” Sakusa asks. “Are you not familiar with it?”

“I can think of another song-” Atsumu cuts you off.

“It’s fine. Give me time.” He plugs in a pair of earphones, places the phone on top of the amplifier, and begins picking strings on the electric guitar. He has his back turned on everyone as though he has entered a bubble of his own world.

“I’ll let you in on a secret.” Sakusa startles you by leaning towards you from behind. He whispers. “Atsumu is the best among the four of us, heck, his musical skills are up to par with professionals. He’s sick.”

Before you could come up with a reply, the topic of the conversation speaks, surprising you. “I’m ready.”

“I told you.” Sakusa mouths to you before walking back to his spot, adjusting the strap of the bass hung across his torso. It's not long till Bokuto starts the counts with his drumsticks, and Atsumu begins with the two consecutive notes.

“Well, now baby you left me. It was meant to be…” Unconsciously your eyes draw to Atsumu's direction who, for the second time today, is already looking at you. This time however he nods his head as if to tell you to 'keep going'. Hence, you turn your focus forward, enjoying the song like you did previously.

Soon the song finishes and Suna proposes a break (a smoke break, to be exact). Bokuto announces to everyone that he had been keeping his pee in this whole time ㅡ (a bit TMI for the taste of everyone present). As Bokuto exits the room, he sings the chorus of the song you picked. The rhythm of it stuck in his head.

Thus, you are left with Sakusa, who is currently draining water off his cactus - and Atsumu, who sits on the amplifier, guitar in his hand as he plays random tunes. Your first impression of him when Bokuto and he went to your room to talk about the band is different from who he is right now. Initially, reserved and mysterious was far from who you thought him to be but with the random glances and eye contact with him makes you curious as to what he is thinking about. There’s definitely more to know about.

Bokuto is quick to return from his restroom break and immediately approaches you when he sees you sitting by yourself.

"Feedback?" He smiles at you sweetly, sitting next to you on the floor. May his god bless his pure soul.

"Well, First off you guys are amazing and second, I enjoyed it." You mirror his smile, emphasizing the next words you said. "Very much."

"So…" He nudges you using his elbow in a playful manner. "Are you in or out?"

"Who's in or out?" Suna barges in, a trail of smoke following him and the smell of tobacco reeking from his presence.

"How about you Rin? How's the first two songs?" As Bokuto questions him, Sakusa turns to focus on the two while Astumu remains unbothered.

"It was fun." He pops a gum in his mouth.

"You said the same thing as (y/n)!"

"Jinx." You shoot Suna with a grin and a finger gun who in turn smiles back at you.

"No, seriously. It's a fresh breath of air. I like this better. Aren't you guys tired of the gloomy bitter songs we used to play a lot? Rei was so obsessed with it." The moment the name was dropped both Sakusa and Bokuto's eyes were rounded.

"Hey." Sakusa warns, eyes pointing knowingly at Atsumu who chose to ignore them. Bokuto changes the topic.

"So," He chuckles rather too fakely. This man does not know how to play dumb. "Are you going to join the band?"

With a steady heart and an eager soul, you answer the question more confidently than when they asked you to sing for them, the day Bokuto and Atsumu came over to your class. "I look forward to working with all of you."

Bokuto and Suna were first to shove their phones at you, asking for your number, followed by Sakusa leaving his device next to you.

"Ring your number after you're done with those two." Sakusa says, turning to finish draining water off his plants.

"Welcome to The Labyrinths! You are officially a Labyrinthian!" Bokuto's positive energy never fails to make you laugh.

"Please don't say that again." Suna cringes his nose at Bokuto.

As the two bicker, you catch sight of Atsumu in his spot, unmoved by reality. You figured that there's more to know about them as individuals (and as a group) and maybe now is not the time to get closer to Atsumu.

—

On your way home, you realized that it had gotten later than you expected. You had a great time experimenting on different songs with the band and figuring out which style suits best for your voice and their style of playing.

As you leisurely walk under the light of the cheap lamp post, shoes lightly tapping on the sidewalk, you gather your thoughts about the members of the band. Without a doubt, Bokuto is the easiest to get along with. He isn't afraid to start conversations in a sense that whenever he sees you by yourself he makes sure to accompany you by starting small talk. Suna is a close second. Although he isn't as talkative and loud as Bokuto, his reluctance to use honorifics and constant teasing makes you feel comfortable sharing conversations with him. You didn't have to think about holding back a playful counter on his teases because you know that he enjoys it as much as you do. Sakusa, unlike the first two, does not goof around, but he opens topics with you mostly related to music or his plants. You learned that he majors in Biology (which probably explains his green thumb) but other than that everything is all about The Labyrinths. As for Atsumu…well, maybe you need more time to get used to each other’s orbits.

About a couple of meters away from the street where you rent a dorm, you see grandma standing outside of her yatai. She instructs someone, pointing fingers at the boxes on the ground.

"Grandma!" You jog towards her. You ask the obvious. "Closing up?"

"Yes. You're out late. Your part-time job is on Wednesdays and Fridays, right?"

"Usually, yes but I had band practice this afternoon. I'm a vocalist of a band now." You proudly say. It feels surreal to even say that.

"I didn't know you had a talent for singing."

"One of these days, I'll sing for you grandma and you’ll be so amazed that you’ll brag about me to your customers just like how you do with your grandchild." The old woman laughs wholeheartedly. Hearing sounds of metals cluttering in her yatai, you offer. "Should I help?"

But grandma stops you. "No need. My grandson is here and we're almost done. My dear, are you alright? Come out here for a second let me introduce this lovely person I told you about."

"Wait." Her grandson answers but grandma's patience is running thin, as always.

"Well, hurry up!"

Contrary to grandma's narratives on his grandchild being hard headed and stubborn, she was able to summon him out at an instant. However, what you see before you is the last person you expected to meet and with the way your bottom lip falls, eyes unblinking it’s no denying how shocked you are to see him.

Tsukishima?

"Kei, this is (y/n). Lovely, aren't they?" Grandma introduces you to him but you are too stunned in place to offer a handshake or utter a hello.

Grandma chuckles, "Seems like you two know each other." She adds, horrifying you even more. "It's late. Kei, why don't you be a good boy and walk them back to their apartment and I'll finish the rest here."

The air is knocked out from your lungs and you are once again trapped at the crossroads of a decision. Should you accept grandma's offer and let Tsukishima Kei, the boy from the cafeteria and your groupmate, walk you to your place or should you make up a white lie to decline the offer? Whatever you choose, you have to decide quickly, before the awkward silence stretches any further.

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based on the results on the previous poll, kuroo gains a red heart!! man, wasn't easy to get a heart from him? well, in this fic you have to be aware of their personalities. some characters are harder to get red hearts than the others. similarily, in real life, some people fall in love quickly than others. so, be careful! if your goal is to closer to kuroo then congrats to you my friend but if not then... *evil laughs* *clears throat* it's just a one heart. don't worry i'll include more scenes to give (y/n) opportunities to interact with the other leads :)

anyway, HERE IS THE POLL!!

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mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune · 2 years ago

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My Thoughts Of A Impossible Hazformers Ship Called “ShockDust”...(Don’t Have To Take The Ship Seriously....It Just Pop Into My Head.)

[Note: do NOT reblog without permission....Oh, And Reading This post that talks about ShockDust is Optional....I had to log back in to edit that part in, that reading this post that talks about ShockDust, is optional. so only read it if you want to.]

I know a ship between those two might not even possible, but anyway yeah I love Blitzy-Blitzwing’s Hazformers by that way and I’m glad that I am catching up on some chapters and will be reading the newest chapter after I watch Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Ah My Goddess, some Transformers Shows and Movies...

and maybe play a little bit of video games as well.....then again, maybe I will finish reading the chapters first before I do that whole watching those shows and movies, as well as playing Undertale and Deltarune....

anyway I guess I did end up having a little bit of the thought of wanting to ship Angel Dust and Shockwave, and I guess thanks to watching that whole meme....

I can’t help but picture Angel being the one who tried to give Shockwave a kiss, but now, Shockwave wont let him go....

which I know that ain’t possible, which is why I know it is a Impossible ship.

the ship name “ShockDust” is kind of cool though....

like Angel could say that he “fell into a trap, and he went for a kiss...”

and now Shockwave has him and that “he wont let him go...”

well I guess it is better to be weird to have that whole ShockDust ship thought, and it might be weird, but I kind of like it, but I know it isn’t possible.

at least I’m better from how I was feeling before.

and I guess it was a good idea that I got that idea to post that Nonbinary-Woman/Girl Flag with the New Design for Aroaceflux Flag...

otherwise I wouldn’t of ended up figuring out that Ozzie x Fizzy match a Blue Rose, and the whole ShockDust wouldn’t pop into my head.

like picture Blitzwing, Husk and Alastor coming into the room and finding that...

and just like the meme, Angel explains that he fell into a trap, and he was only going to to give Shockwave a small kiss, just to tease him....

and now he has him, and he wont let him go....

like possibly to get back at him for trying to tease him with the kiss.

maybe Angel could complain how much he can’t stand Shockwave, even after him only teasing him about the whole kiss thing, like he could of still ended up giving him a kiss, but Angel views Shockwave not letting him go, as payback.

once again I know this is impossible ship, and it be me weird shipping.

like picture Shockwave following Angel, but Angel is telling him to go bother someone else, and if Shockwave is bothering Angel, it would be just to mess with him and not because he has grown fond of him, because we know he isn’t crazy about organics...

it might not stop Niffty from shipping ShockDust, which might end up peeving off Angel, who will yell Niffty to “BURN THEM.” and by burn them, he means any of the ships that Niffty has made that involves him and Shockwave and their ship name “ShockDust”....

anyway this is just me being weird, and plus even if the ship name is kind of catchy but I know it would be a impossible ship in Hazformers....

now Megatron x Starscream, that isn’t impossible....

wait, in any Timeline and AU of the TFA in Crossovers in the multiverse, if Megatron and Starscream, did end up together in a romantic way and got married........wouldn’t that mean that Sari would have THREE DADS?!!

I still think Sari’s Past Baby Protoform Self aka Hatchling self came from Megatron, and he was in that very same lab that Isaac found Sari’s Protoform self in.....they were both in the same lab...O_O

even if Sari’s CNA did come from Megatron, and her Human DNA came from Isaac....I’m still going to view Megatron as Sari’s Mom, even if technically he would be Sari’s Cybertronian Dad, while Isaac is her Human Dad...

also in my next post, I will talk about the similarities to TFA and Steven Universe.....one of them having to do with Project Omega and The Cluster, and how the Autobots on Cybertron in the TFA, are technically The Bad Guys....

and how Elita-1 becoming Blackarachnia, may have been Karma....

cause she was possibly cheating on both Optimus and Sentinel, and the two didn’t know they were both seeing her at the same time.....I can talk more about that theory along with the whole TFA x Steven Universe Theory in a post around maybe tomorrow....

anyway even though I know ShockDust wont become a thing, cause well at least I think so, I can still like the idea, even if it is just well ya know.

also reading a bit of some info on Shockwave, it turns out he was part of some form of experiment by Blackarachnia, but it was slightly different from what she did to Blitzwing.....ya know what nickname Blitzwing should call her...?

B*tch-Arachnia.....and just in case I’m placing the whole “mature audience only” and “not for kids” tags, because of that....

I guess the Karmic Justice Tag (which I think I will use that tag in the next post, I was going to use it in this one, but change my mind...), could mean Shockwave teaching Angel a lesson by playing the whole “lovesick fool” card and saying that Angel is “his”...

as well as the whole mentioning that Elita-1 may have been two-timing Optimus and Sentinel, but making the two of them promise not to say anything to the other that she is dating them, because it might upset them....dang it, I need to wait to talk more about that theory later....but if it is true, then her becoming half-spider & half-robot aka Techno-Organic could be Karma for her....

anyway it’s okay that not everyone likes the idea of ShockDust, like I said and like how it is implied in the title, I know it is a impossible ship.

even if I find the idea interesting, it doesn’t mean everyone would.

plus who knows what Shockwave’s Demon form looks like in his Longarm form, but I guess even in both forms, he could appear very charming....

Angie, Shield Your Eyes From Shockwave/Longarm’s Charm! It’s A Trap! O_O

*covers Angel Dust’s Eyes from Shockwave/Longarm’s Charm That Is Over 9000.*

oh and PS: Blitzy-Blitzwing, keep up the Awesome Job on “Becoming a Demon”

and it’s okay if ShockDust doesn’t become a real thing, like I said, I know it is a impossible ship and the idea just pop into my head.

now on to reading the chapters, and then I will go watch Ah My Goddess before watching the Other Shows and Movies I mentioned.

#shockwave tfa #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazformers #crossover ship #fanon #I'm weird #i don't care i ship it #b*tch #mature audiences only #not for kids #do not reblog without permission

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star-on-a-beach · 2 months ago

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I never did get around to this

Welp

Better late than never

Icia

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He's the sweetest, most unintentionally charming, most adorable man I could ask for. Every little touch of his makes me smile, every word brings peace to my mind... he's my king, my bello, my best friend, and my true love. I can't imagine him not being my first and last for everything. He takes care of the house and my emotional well-being, as well as our family... what more could a working woman ask for?

I still can't believe we found each other here. But I won't leave his side again, and I swear to that. It's so lovely to see him happy and hear him talk about Conny in the way that he does, even if he's a little lovesick puppy about it. I feel so terrible about not being there for him throughout all that he went through... I find myself wanting to make up for it a lot despite his insistence. But it's just him and I now. And we're reunited in this new home of ours.

We clicked as soon as she arrived, and she loved talking to me about anything and everything. She shared all her recipes with me, showed me how to use magic, and we even modified a language for us to speak. If that's not friendship, I don't know what is. She's like my sister, though, and seeing her and Starro get along so well just warms my heart.

It's hard to look at those bandages, knowing what's under them and what they mean. I know he can't help it. But it always makes my heart ache, the idea of what suffering he goes through as the person he is. Regardless, he really is, as Duni says, a cinnamon roll. I think of him like a brother figure and a brother on the battlefield. It's difficult to talk deeply with anyone else like I do with him.

Ahhhh, the dragons are so fun! And it's so fun being able to lift him up as high as I can, he's always able to make me laugh and smile. I care for him and respect his dedication deeply.

My brother in arms, my ally from the moment he arrived.... he did so much for the kingdom, as much as he could. He deserves to heal from that tragic accident... even if death is the only thing that can heal him. He even saved Lance.... I owe him so, so much. Even after he put me through "the incident".

They're so elegant and refined.... I derive a lot of my mannerisms from them, actually. It's nice to have someone who really understands quality in the finer things. I hope one day, they're more comfortable truly being themselves.

......... I miss him so much. I still feel guilty about it. I can't even think of him without remembering his face and the way he reached out to me. He was truly like a grandfather figure to me.... and I killed him.

I don't have much to say about her, but I really ought to give her some credit. Being a goddess is hard, I don't know if I could handle it..... she handles it like a human. And I believe that is admirable.

He's my son! Of course he's one of my favorite people, I love him so much- I never realized I would enjoy being a mother in the way I am, it's like all the best parts and none of the worst. ..... I just wish I could be there for him more.

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She doesn't deserve a large monologue. Everything she did was to make us suffer.... and while I regret killing him, I will NEVER regret killing her.

..... I suppose my feelings are mixed. I do hate who he became and what he did, betraying us for her.... but I wonder how it still happened. I often rouse myself from oversympathizing with him, which happens more often than I care to admit. I don't want to hate him, though... he's suffering, too. On a more lighthearted note, I'm also not particularly fond of the idea of being a middle child, heh.

She fucked us over, she fucked ALL of us over. I don't care if she's my mother... I have a right to hate her. Nothing more to say there... I hope she saw the error of her ways, though.

He scares me. I don't understand what logic he lives by. Do I regret what I said at the vacation house? Yes. Very much so. Do I think his 'pranks' and antics are too far? Also, very much so. The bomb prank was nothing less than cruel. There's no trusting that man or whatever logic he follows.

Starro

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Ohhhhhh, she's so sweet, and kind, and polite and soft, and I always just wanna cuddle her forever and never let her go! Her touch is unlike anything I've ever felt before, and I always crave it when I don't have it, and her voice is like fluid silver, it's so gentle and sweet.... ohhhhh, and the way she is with Pic, I just can't, she's too cute and- ohhhhhh I feel like I'm gonna explode-!!! Aaaaah!!!!

I was bitter about her disappearance, but I never could hate her. I can't believe I didn't see it from the start.... small world, huh? We found our way back to each other, and now everyone else... except him.... is gone. It's weird and scary.... she seems to know what she's doing though. And she'll hold my hand and guide me while we get used to this life. If that's not the best sister I could ask for, I don't know what is.

We clicked so. Fucking. Easily!!! And just like that, I feel like a kid, running around and playing tag or "Would You Rather" with her. Her magic is some of the most entrancing things to watch, and I just love trying all the desserts she makes. Ohhhhh, I wish she was my sisterrrr-!!!

... I miss him every day. Viv says he's watching us and would be so proud.... I like to imagine she's right. I like to imagine he's in the audience at my shows, cheering me on.... ..... I wish I did something to stop it.

We haven't talked in a while, but he's still really cool and fun. Viv could learn a thing or two from him.

...... It's so odd thinking about how enamored I was with her before and how that feeling's basically just... vanished. I still think she's super cool, though.

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I can't forgive her for what she did to Viv and Dunite. She can rot in hell, I don't care how many times I'm told to not say that. She can rot for all eternity.

I still don't know how to feel about it... I really am the baby of the family, huh.? I mean of course I trust Viv but... I dunno. It's weird. This whole thing is weird.

...... fuck her. I hate saying that but fuck her. She doesn't get to call herself my mother.... a real mother would have supported her whole family instead of waiting for her golden child to come back and lashing out on her husband and son.

........ wait, who again?

Dunite

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Hehehe, sweet as sugar, that's how he got his nickname! I think I've been good for him, he laughs and smiles a lot more now. And he lets me change his bandages sometimes.... I like kissing his hands and scars. That's not weird, I swear. It's just a cute way to show affection.

She may seem really refined, but she's also able to have fun, and that's the best part about her! She's willing to be silly with me and throw out the formal act for a bit, just to have fun! I love dressing up and talking and doing magic with her, and maybe I don't like her the way I used to, but she's still and forever's gonna be my best friend!!!

He's just a silly energetic man, and I fucking LOVE it!!! He's so silly and easy to tease, and his giggle always makes me laugh too. It was easy to crack him out of his shell, and now he's basically my brother. Man, I wish I could introduce him....

Speaking of!!! These three are all together. I know they miss me.... I miss them too. But I know they're doing good without me, this is the cheaper option. I can't wait to show them how I am!!

He and his dragons are THE BEST!!! We get along super well, and he's fun to roughhouse with. Riding the dragons is also super fun, and they're all really well trained. I should hang out with him more.

They're really cool and refined and fancy and elegant.... we actually used to fight a lot, Icia kinda had to be a mediator. But one night we got to talking in the observatory and I started to really like them. They ought to have more confidence in themselves, though, not just their music!

She's fucking kickass, definitely SUPER cool. A bit too apathetic, but still pretty bad ass.

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SHE CAN BURN IN FUCKING HELL, AND SHE IS, HAHAHAAA!!! DING DONG, THE WITCH IS DEAD, THE WITCH-O-BITCH IS DEAAAAAD~!!!!!

He KILLED me. I hope he rots FOREVER. He deserves it. He shouldn't get a second chance after all that abuse.

......... I dunno how to feel about her. I don't know why I'm jealous, she's his best friend from his past. Does that make me toxic? It probably does, doesn't it..... ughhhh, she doesn't deserve that.

Odette

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They are both most certainly very bright, even if one is overly cautious and the other is overly careless. They balance each other well, and always put forth their best effort into their work. I am very pleased with how I've been able to watch them grow into the young men they are today.

I never would have expected my music to attract the deaf, I believed that to be simply an expression. But I am glad my music is appealing to him, it has led me to a new perspective of my arrangements and how I can present them accessibly. A very well-mannered, kind young man indeed.

She and I often had tea together or would wear formal dresses and traverse through the kingdom or castle together. I will forever be grateful for her and the team she led to free us.

She is the brightest young girl I have ever met... she reminds me of my sister. I do wish she did not have the understanding and mind that she does.... it is too much suffering for even an adult to bear, yet her methods to cope are still childlike. Perhaps I should talk to her soon.

I have slowly started to trust men more... and it all started with him. He was everything I was terrified of and disliked, yet also ended up being nothing of what I feared. His strength has provided nothing but aid, comfort and protection for me. His wandering eyes always eventually met mine while conversing. And the beasts he trains, he trains like a father, teaching his kids how to be good people in this cruel world. I may be choosy with messes, but I will never have a problem with getting a little muddy while helping him in the stables.

She and I did not get along well before.... but in time, that has changed. I have enjoyed learning magic from her.... how interesting, being the pupil and not the mentor now. I can tell she relishes in being the expert in such a field.

..... he deserves better. He had his karma, but he did not deserve the excess that he was put through.

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His touch always brought back horrible memories. His screams remind me of screams from my past. He is the reason I still do not trust men, and I doubt I ever will.... he will never earn my trust, or my peace of mind, or the right to even so much as move me out of the way of a projectile. I would rather take the hit.

...... the things that were done to me....... he..... .... I wish to not say more, it hurts to talk about.

She is dead.... there is nothing more to say. Good riddance.... it is time to heal.

Chase

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I hate her. I hate her, I hate her, I hate caring for her, I hate loving her cooking, I hate when she treats me like her brothers, UGH, I HATE HER!!!!

He's not all there... I think he got struck by lightening or something. But he's pretty nice, and the tail is cool.

..... I don't think she's coming back. And that's alright. I didn't think she would. She's fine, though.... really sweet. I still remember how she held me when I died like that. It was.... motherly? I don't know how to feel about it. ..... okay, fine, maybe I miss her a bit.

I dunno why she keeps following me, or what her deal is.... but whatever, not my place to figure out what kinda mental disease she got going on. Plus... she's actually pretty nice. Crazy, obviously, but nice. I could get used to her company.

I want them back. I want them all back. Or at least for them to know I'm okay, I.... .... I really miss them. They deserve to know what happened to me.

....... she really didn't deserve me and whatever is wrong with me.

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I don't give a damn about who you are, if you don't respect women, then suddenly I don't feel so bad about cannibalizing. Fuck you for doing that to dusk. Only thing your bitch-ass is good for is soup.

Haven't seen those two in a while.... I don't get what's up with them. They're nice enough, but I also don't feel like I should trust them much..... whatever.

....... I-I don't wanna talk about them. At all.

Slyn

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......... I want her back. I don't care how bad she was to me and everyone, I want her back for me..... but also the fact she was actually him too.... ugh, I feel sick just thinking about it.

..... I guess I have mixed feelings. She's my replacement, so of course I despise her..... but in the past, she was good to fight alongside. We bickered often, but somehow could work together.... such is the nature of siblings, I guess.

...... I miss him. How can an AI be a better parental figure than literal humans is beyond me.... but I miss him. I kind of hate her for killing him.... but she didn't know. I can't blame her even if I wanted to.... and trust me, I wanted to.

He didn't deserve that. He really didn't deserve me turning around on him like that.... maybe we actually would have been something like he wanted. I shouldn't have done him like that.... I regret it now, but at least he's happy now. We probably wouldn't have been a good couple anyway.....

..... I feel like I shouldn't have overheard the conversation between those two, it makes my blood run cold every time I remember the way he talked about it. He used to be so cocky, kind of a bastard who I was always at odds with.... but.... god, I don't even know. I tried helping him at least a bit before the kingdom was taken.... guess I wish I could talk to him more now. Before he's gone.

Why does she still care for me? Why? Why did she give me this stupid fucking plant that I love so much? Why, after everything she's been through, does she not hate me? At this point I wish she did. I don't deserve that kindness from a kid.

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Fuck them both. Especially her. They can rot for all I care, giving me up and replacing me. Do they not realize the HELL of that orphanage?! Or not being wanted by ANYONE?! ITS ALL THEIR FAULT!!!! ALL OF THIS!!!!

....... I don't want to talk about her. I'm just glad I'll never see her again.

How the hell did she 'claim' the kingdom..? How does that work? Who does she think she is, and how did this happen? How did she see into my dreams? How does she know any of this? Who is she? Why won't she just let me have a nightmare???

This is all the characters I'll do bc this takes way too long

Hope you like it tho!

i’m going out and doing things today, soooo…you get your daily question early! As usual, all credits to autumn for the idea ^^

DAILY(?) QUESTION 3, ELECTRIC BEEGALEE:

Have your oc describe their favorite person/people! Optionally, have them also describe their least favorite people.

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amostimprobabledream · 2 years ago

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*pops gum* Could I, like, get headcanons of Dazai with a fem s/o who is a famous beauty guru? I just imagine him popping up in the back of her vids and people asking for his skincare routine. XD Dazai: "sake, lack of sleep, and suicidal thoughts!"

You bet your sweet bippy you can!

Dazai may be a handsome bastard, but it cannot be denied that the man doesn't take the best care of himself. From his constant suicide attempts to his purposefully winding up Kunikida to the point of getting smacked around by him, he generally doesn't put his own wellbeing in high regard. Thus, watching someone practise self-care like having a beauty routine and knowing enough about makeup to teach others how is quite a stark contrast.

He seems to take at least some care of his appearance - his outfit is always clean and he dresses well, and he must change those bandages every day to keep them fresh. Plus you know he smells good - women don't like a guy who stinks. So watching you transform yourself with some mere skilful uses of contouring and colour intrigues him.

He hypes up whatever look you go for, but tbh I think Dazai has a secret weakness for that "fresh-faced" look - like clear mascara, lip tint, a little concealer and blush. He likes the doe-eyed, innocence you give off, even if your personality is the total opposite. But he also thinks you look great with dramatic eyeshadow, so he's not difficult to impress.

Yes, he does willingly sit for a "Doing My Boyfriend's Makeup" video. Dazai's a very indulgent boyfriend and he loves that cute little concentrating look on your face as you gently dab foundation on it. And he looks fucking amazing with just a little bronzer and highlighter to emphasize those cheekbones of his. "Am I pretty?" he'll tease you, knowing full well he looks great. Feel free to poke him.

He'll pipe up with, "But Bella, you don't need makeup! You're a goddess even when you're fast asleep and snoring, aha!"

Dazai doesn't have a lot of personal possessions of his own so he's astonished by how much equipment makeup requires - like why are there so many different brushes?! He'll pick up an eyelash curler and remark about how it looks like those gadgets the Port Mafia used to use to peel off fingernails. (Tmi, Dazai.)

Thinks the fan-following you have is cool and it fills him with a funny warm feeling when he reads the comments and sees people gushing about your new look or people telling you you've given them the confidence to try that lipstick shade they've always wanted to. (If he finds mean comments directed at you, Dazai makes them...go away before you get to read them. He's protective of you but he keeps the more unethical ways he expresses that on the dl.)

He'll whistle when you're going through products you recommended. Beware because he does not care he's on camera - he absolutely loves to fluster you, because this is Dazai fucking Osamu we're talking about. "I'd say that facial serum you're so fond of is a waste of money, lovely." "Huh? What do you mean?" "Because! We both know that the best facial you could ever have is my cu-" "DAZAI OSAMU, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!"

#Dazai Osamu #BSD Dazai #Bungou Stray Dogs imagines #Bungou Stray Dogs headcanons #Dazai x Reader #Blogging

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the-insomniac-emporium · 3 years ago

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RE8 Ladies + Love Languages

While this isn't terribly long per character, I am putting it under a read-more for the combined length. Some characters have more details than others, partially due to how much I've written for them (and therefore had time to think about how they show their affections). For once the contents are not in alphabetical order. Crazy, right? PS there's a very, very brief implication of NSFW in Daniela's section.

Features the entire Dimitrescu family, Mother Miranda, Donna Beneviento, and as a lil bonus Ava.

Cassandra Dimitrescu:

Primary Love Language: Physical touch

Secondary Love Language: Acts of Service

Examples: Constantly wants to be touching some part of her lover, even if she sometimes pretends otherwise, from hand holding to making them sit in her lap. So goddamn touch starved. Preferably sleeps with her lover sprawled out on top of her, weighing her down, soothed by the constant pressure. Seriously, this woman needs someone to hold her as close as possible, running their fingers through her hair, pressing soft little kisses along her neck + shoulder. And then repeat. Every single day. For life.

Treating her lover’s wounds, or bringing them tea to soothe their nightmares, or monitoring their health when they're sick (see: Bound Blood + We Don’t Talk About That). Cassandra hates feeling like she owes someone, and isn’t fond of others owing her (because when they pay her back, she might end up owing them “the difference”). When it comes to love, however, all debts feel paid as soon as they are incurred. She does things for her beloved because she cares for them, expecting nothing in return. Sure, she’ll complain about the effort, but it doesn’t really bother her, and she truly hopes her lover knows that.

Mother Miranda:

Primary Love Language: Acts of Service

Secondary Love Language: Gift Giving

Examples: Despite the decades she has spent as a Goddess, commanding the willing masses, Miranda doesn’t put much emphasis on words. Instead, she values actions above all else. She doesn't care if someone says that they are devoted to her, she wants to see the effects of that devotion. In turn, she much prefers to show her affection rather than voice it, even if it leaves her lover less sure of her feelings. One must keep in mind that she is the leader of an entire region, and the fact that she chooses to personally take care of something for you means a hell of a lot. Even if it’s just making you a cup of tea whenever she brews some for herself, or something as big as setting up a studio for you and your personal projects, or simply ensuring that your favorite meals are added to the rotation.

Similar, in some aspects, to her preference to showcase her love rather than announce it, Miranda takes pride in her ability to select gifts. She remembers just about everything you ever tell her, easily memorizing things you express interest in. Though she won’t make a big deal out of it, you’ll often find little gifts from her lying around, casual reminders of how much of her attention is devoted to you.

Daniela Dimitrescu:

Primary Love Language: Words of Affirmation

Secondary Love Language: Physical Touch

Examples: What can she say, she loves to be worshipped. Having someone look at her with eyes full of adoration, one hand cupping her cheek, as they list a thousand reasons why they love her? That’s all she wants. Or sitting with her lover’s head in her lap, listening to them recite poetry that reminds them of her, while she runs her fingers through their hair. Ooh, or hearing them cry out her name like something holy as she all but buries her head between their legs. But don’t worry, she’s just as eager to return the favor, singing soft praises dedicated to her beloved. Admittedly, her compliments are sometimes a tad roundabout (so to speak).

“Mmm,” she’ll hum, “I’m the luckiest woman in the world. Living in a castle, my every need catered to, endless life, and, of course, the most darling little pet I could ever ask for. What more could I want?” Then she’ll pull her lover close, a kiss against their pulse point to claim them as her own. It’s impossible for her to determine her favorite place to touch her lover. There are little spots that elicit sweet sounds from them, then there are places where their warmth is a tad fiercer than normal, pure bliss against her own freezing skin. Wherever she touches them, it’s a silent declaration of her love.

Bela Dimitrescu:

Primary Love Language: Quality Time

Secondary Love Language: Words of Affirmation

Examples: It doesn’t matter what she does with her lover, as long as they are together, in the same room if not actively pressed against each other. Any hobby of theirs is one that she’ll instantly take interest in. An academic at heart, she loves to learn, regardless of the subject, and takes endless delight in learning from those close to her. There’s something incredible about the feeling she gets when she gets a chance to show her lover how much she remembers, and she sees that spark of joy in their eyes.

Considering her fondness for classical literature, it’s no surprise that she adores using language to convey the depths of her affection. Whether she’s quoting Sappho or Shakespeare, she often relies on dead poets to express herself. In turn, she cannot even begin to describe the feeling she gets when her lover returns the gesture, especially if they go so far as to write something original for her. More than once she’s tried to craft her own poetry, but has found herself lacking (at least to her own standards). One thing she enjoys is memorizing poetry written by someone from her lover’s home country, assuming that they’re not from Romania.

Alcina Dimitrescu:

Primary Love Language: Gift Giving/Physical Touch

Secondary Love Language: Quality Time

Examples: Considering the era in which she was born, it’s not terribly surprising that Alcina’s affection often manifests in less obvious ways. A hand on her lover’s back, guiding them along, or letting her knee touch theirs when they sit next to each other, or gently reaching out to give one of their hands a soft pat during quiet conversations. On top of that, she gives out gifts almost constantly. Oh, her lover very briefly mentioned enjoying a local artist? Well, Alcina will be certain to purchase several (or most) of their recent work. Did her beloved muse out loud about not having much jewelry? That won’t do! She’ll get them a large assortment, including plenty that bear the crest of House Dimitrescu. Everyone will know who her lover is, if only for the way that they are adorned with her loveliest finery.

Much like her eldest daughter (who likely takes after her mother), Alcina also enjoys the barest of interactions with her darling. With the endless stretch that is her potential lifespan, she knows that she has all the time in the world to learn new skills, or experience all that the village has to offer. Nothing warms her heart quite like the idea of getting to enjoy those things with the people that matter most to her- namely her partner and her children.

Donna Beneviento:

Primary Love Language: Quality Time

Secondary Love Language: Gift Giving

Examples: An odd mix of shy and calculating, Donna Beneviento is not one to rely on words, nor does she often take grand actions where others may observe. Instead, she works (and weaves) within the shadows. When it comes to love, she prefers to let her priorities reveal her feelings. Day after day, she chooses to spend time with her partner, regardless of the activity. If they ask for her company, she gives it without hesitation. She invites them to join her in the garden, or give input on her latest creations, and ensures that they are readily involved in just about every aspect of her life.

Being as talented as she is with crafting (both the overall art of doll-making and the somewhat related ability to sew all sorts of clothing), ‘tis not surprising that she also turns to gifts to express herself. From knitting hats in winter to soft blankets when her partner is sick, she provides for them in the easiest way she knows how.

Avaskian Caldwell:

Primary Love Language: Physical Touch/Words of Affirmation

Secondary Love Language: Quality Time

Examples: Arguably the most touch-starved person ever to exist, xer only possible rival being Cassandra. Struggles to strike a balance between hating being touched unexpectedly and wanting constant physical attention. Will give affectionate shoulder/back pats, loves forehead kisses/bumps, literally cannot sleep without cuddling someone/something (such as a stuffed animal). At the same time, a lifetime of severe anxiety has made it so that xe often relies on verbal encouragement from others to feel good/motivate xerself. Xe craves compliments, and defaults to poetry as a way of expressing love for others. One might think that being selectively mute might put a damper on this. However, if anything, it just furthers the value of xer speech. You know that xe cares about you if xe not only writes you poetry, but reads it aloud for you.

In true introvert/anxiety-riddled-bean fashion, Ava is also more than content to just chill with loved ones. Xe grew up in an admittedly fucked up family, but some of xer happiest childhood memories are of xerself sitting with xer brother, watching while he played through videogame after videogame, or sitting together on the big couch and reading. Years later, xe has a strong instinct to want to recreate those moments with xer new (slightly less fucked up) family.

#alcina dimitrescu x reader #bela dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu x reader #mother miranda x reader #donna beneviento x reader #original character x reader #oc x reader #avaskian caldwell #resident evil: village #re8 village

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