#and/or he's confided in at least one ro about what he really is and it gave him more confidence to exist and be “seen” (?)

[ianthedebonair]

your Halloween drawing is incredible!!! thanks for everything!! Now tell me if HG isn't secretly happy that his little brother is dressing up like him? I bet he took several photos and leaves it in his wallet/phone like a proud mother. while Ricardo must have been deeply disturbed

The earrings also add extra charm. Have Damian thought about joining the Mob Boss style?

In my little headcanon, Damien successfully "borrowed" and "returned" HG's suit without him noticing. But there was a little hiccup:

They're dry clean only and he has very strict standards. Damien had to research about HG's dry cleaning afterwards. The second trip back was fortunately uneventful.

If Damien did go out wearing his suit, HG would have taken whatever he could gather from public surveillance and saved it on his phone before scrubbing the original sources. Ricardo would definitely be disturbed because of the conflicting feelings of wanting to make-out with a well-dressed Damien vs wanting to punch a Hollow Ground look-alike in the face lol.

In terms of joining the mob boss fashion, Damien thinks it's too flashy for his taste. I am planning on a little glow-up in book 3, like neater hair and clothes, and a couple discreet devices that look like jewelry, but nothing that would make him stand out too much.

[darsynia]

Banana (Steve/f!Reader)

MCU MASTERLIST | STEVE ROGERS MASTERLIST | Ro Roll

Summary: Steve unexpectedly stayed over, and you want to make him the best breakfast ever.

Length/Warnings: 1,700 words | sexual contact

It's your ACTUAL BIRTHDAY @ronearoundblindly!! For banaNA, the delicious centerpiece of my 7 Ro Roll stories, we've got an established relationship morning interlude of teeth-rotting fluff. Enjoy!!

Excerpt:

Steve sets his fork carefully onto his plate, lifting up his napkin to wipe his mouth. The look in his eyes is warm. “You’re hoping I stay over more often?”

Two months ago you’d have worried that was some kind of relationship test.

One month ago you would have been scared to admit how much you think about sex with him.

Today you say, “Yes, I am.”

Loving Steve Rogers has made you more confident, and someday you’ll tell him that.

Banana

You really hadn’t expected your boyfriend to sleep over. It wasn’t the traditional date where you dress up in something beautiful and eat out at a ritzy restaurant, then come home and undress to experience something beautiful. It was the kind where he comes by with takeout and the two of you watch movies until you both fall asleep on the couch.

Still, you’d like to make the morning intentionally special for Steve.

You can’t ask him what he likes for breakfast while he's in the shower, but you're sure he has a metabolism-stimulating plate of protein every morning, looking like that. After assessing what's in the fridge, you make the decision to go all-out. He’d been used to mess hall communal meals back in the army, right? Plus, there's a kitchen in the Compound, so he probably makes his own breakfast. You lose a few minutes just picturing that.

Ten minutes later you’ve made him a plate with two kinds of eggs, sausage patties, buttered toast, and a little cup of sliced strawberries. The glass of orange juice ended up using the rest of the carton, but you can always buy more.

You wait with bated breath with your own breakfast, a generous bowl of oatmeal with your favorite fruits garnished with brown sugar. Steve doesn’t need to know those were the only eggs, nor that you made him the last of your sausage.

“Wow that smells great, are you setting up your crock pot or something?” he calls out from the hallway. You grin, excited for the surprise. Soon he’s coming into the kitchen, still drying his hair off with one of your towels. He smells amazing, and everything about the moment is exactly what you’ve always wanted.

Except… he looks uncomfortable.

“Please tell me you’re not allergic to eggs,” you fret.

“Oh, those are for me?”

“Well, yeah, look at the size of the plate! I guess if you want the oatmeal…”

He’s walking into the wide kitchen doorway, disappearing behind the wall for a moment (during which your mind races, thinking of all the things you could have done wrong. Does he dislike pepper? Allergic to citrus? What if he hates sausage? Why did you think this is a good idea!?).

“Are you okay?”

Steve’s got a banana in his hand, along with a fork, knife, and spoon. “Together, we’re a table setting,” he jokes, holding them up.

You almost facepalm-- you’d completely forgotten silverware. “Thanks.”

After the eggs and fruit are gone (accompanied by many enjoyment noises that punctuate your discussion of baseball), he points at the empty bowl of strawberries with a neatly-sliced piece of sausage on the end of his fork.

“You should know, I usually only eat a banana or some sliced fruit like this for breakfast, but this is delicious. Thank you.”

You conjure up the least embarrassed smile you can manage, but inside you wonder whether his honesty is warring with his sense of politeness.

“You’re asking yourself if I’d lie to make you happy, aren’t you?” he asks.

“Guilty,” you sigh. “I’m glad you said something before I made this mistake multiple times in the future.”

Steve sets his fork carefully onto his plate, lifting up his napkin to wipe his mouth. The look in his eyes is warm. “You’re hoping I stay over more often?”

Two months ago you’d have worried that was some kind of relationship test.

One month ago you would have been scared to admit how much you think about sex with him.

Today you say, “Yes, I am.”

Loving Steve Rogers has made you more confident, and someday you’ll tell him that.

He stands, coming over to take your hand and draw you solicitously up to your feet for a sweet, brief kiss. Steve's expression turns more serious, and he looks you right in your eyes.

“I’m hungry.”

You cannot be reading him right. It’s wishful thinking.

“There’s still that bana--”

Steve interrupts you with another kiss. It’s full of passion--a rough hand at your hip, thumb caressing your cheek, teeth scraping out of desperate sloppiness. The man is wrecking your mental health, but you’re right there with him, slowly filling up with heated liquor at every swipe of his tongue. He lifts his head and smiles gently, his lips twitching for a few seconds before he leans his head back and laughs.

Two months ago you would have thought he was laughing at you.

One month ago you’d have nervously played along in confusion.

Now you shove at his shoulder in mock frustration. “Out with it!”

“I can’t pull off that line, I’m sorry! I did my best,” he confesses sheepishly. “I woke up in the middle of the night on the couch with you asleep on my chest and texted Clint about what to do.”

“Oh, God,” you say, trying valiantly to hold back a giggle. “Why Clint?”

He backs up into the kitchen with his hands held up defensively. “I thought I could trust him! I figured Natasha would give me… questionable advice,” Steve says, “--and neither of us wanted me to ask Tony.”

“Oh, God,” you say again, this time in actual dismay.

“Exactly.” He pulls out one of your leftover containers and its matching lid, and holds them up.

He looks so good in his tight pants and form-fitting t-shirt that you gather up all of your Steve-loves-me courage.

“I thought you were hungry?” you say impudently, walking over and taking them out of his hands to set on the counter. Sliding your arms up around his neck, you kiss him with as much fervor as the kiss just minutes ago, letting your hands roam into his hair, down over his arm muscles, and finally to your goal, his waistband. Because you want his full permission before you do anything further, you mouth your way from his lips to his jaw, so he can say something if he needs to. If his enthusiastic participation in the kiss so far is any indication, though, there’s hope he’s up for it.

You circle the button of his pants with your thumb, slipping your fingers past his waistband. He hasn’t put on a belt yet, and there’s something intimate about it that’s beyond anything sexual, like he trusts himself to be not fully put-together around you. Falling asleep on the couch with you is one of those kind of things, too.

Steve whispers your name in a hoarse voice that’s rich with desire.

“Yes?” you question, hoping you’re not pushing too much.

“Yes.” 

Arching up to give him a kiss, you release the button and push the zipper down slowly, as much a caress against his groin as anything else. Steve throws a hand out to the side, and you feel a surge of excitement to think he’s so enthusiastic already.

“Here,” he says, throwing the towel that usually hangs from the oven on the floor at his feet, eyes full of amused apology. “Believe me, I’ll want to hold on.”

It’s so Steve Rogers to worry about your knees.

There’s nothing you can say that won’t sound terribly gauche or overeager, so you kiss his chest and pull his pants down to his feet, kneeling as you go. You look up at him, holding eye contact as you tug down his boxer briefs--but you don’t have the bravery to keep his gaze for your first taste.

Steve’s holding himself rigidly still, but you can feel his leg muscles tighten up even more when you take him into your mouth. It’s validating as hell. You pull back, sucking, loving the feel of him, warm and vibrant and wanting you. 

At that point you let yourself bliss out, eyes closed and fully attuned to him. When he makes a guttural little sound of need after you do something, you add it to the rotation, and when he starts to rock his hips forward, you quicken your pace. Everything is perfect; the crease of the towel digging into your knees, the taste of precum in your mouth, the searing ache between your legs, and most of all, how alive Steve is under your tongue, against your hands, in your throat.

“Ahhhhh,” he groans, and slams a hand onto the counter. You realize you’d hummed in happiness, and god, he’d loved that. You let out a little moan of pleasure of your own at the thought of just how wet you’ve got to be by now.

As a reward for you both, you hum again.

That sends him, starting a glorious chaos of holding on and taking it all in. When Steve reaches down and flails at your hair and shoulder, you let him pull you up and into his arms. Steve holds you tight to his chest, right each there against the counter with his pants around his ankles, each of you pulling as much oxygen and approval into your bodies as you can.

He pets your head and leans down. “Want to know what Clint said to tell you if the first line worked?”

Two months ago you were sure you weren't good enough for him and it could never last.

One month ago you’d have worried this levity was a sign you'd done a bad job.

Now, you glare up at him in utter adoration.

“If it’s something about being barefoot in the kitchen, Rogers, I’m going to go to the bedroom and finish by myself.”

“Never mind,” he says, moving sideways just long enough to get a hand on his pants to tug them up. He does the button but not the zipper, then picks you up, heading into the hallway. At the doorway to your bedroom, Steve fucking Rogers looks down at you with a loving expression and says, “Don’t worry. I’d never leave you behind.”

[taintedsoul-if]

Dangerous Games: Kindred Spirits

You're Shamrock #1 bestselling author. Witnessing the murder of a drug Lord king son has placed your life in jeopardy. A day before you were tossed into witness protection you received a call from your father's trusted lawyer who relayed the news that your father was gunned down by unknown assailants. Without a choice you were forced to move back home to Austin Lake, the place you swore you would never return to.

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🔞 This story is romance based. Mature audience only. 🔞

Romance 1 of 2 ROS

Play as a man, woman or non-binary

Be thrown in a life of chaos - changing diapers, having sleepless nights all the while trying to stay hidden and worst of all trying to meet your deadline.

Can two broken souls really find love again?

Romanceable Options

Massimo Salvatore (Male)

Age: Unknown

Job: Unknown

Origins: Unknown (Recently moved next door to you.)

Appearance:

He stood tall, at least 180cm, with a commanding presence that was hard to ignore. His shoulder-length hair was a rich, dark chestnut, thick and lustrous, framing his chiseled features like a velvet curtain. His eyes were as dark as midnight, seemingly bottomless. While they may have been ordinary in shape, there was something hypnotic about them.

Prominent cheekbones and a sharp jawline gave him a dangerous, yet approachable look, like a wild animal that might just purr in your lap. His lips, a perfect rosebud red, curved slightly in a smug smile, as if he knew a secret joke that no one else did.

But what truly set him apart was his skin - translucent, flawless, and utterly divine. Not a single blemish, freckle, or imperfection marred its creamy expanse, making him an Adonis among men. And that beauty spot under his left eye? The perfect finishing touch, like a tiny signature on a masterpiece.

Calanthal/Calendre Rowanelle (Gender selectable)

Nickname: Calla/Calen

Age: 26

Job: Waitress and Pole Performer

Origin: Austin Lake

Relationship: Ex-lover

Female appearance:

Her golden-brown skin was a masterpiece of perfection, without a single blemish or imperfection to be found. Her eyes were like sapphires, shimmering with a deep blue profundity that seemed to see right through to the soul. Her cheeks were like ripe plums, flushed with a subtle hint of red that added to her allure. And her lips... oh, her lips were a true work of art. Red, luscious, and bewitching, they seemed to beckon all who gazed upon them.

Standing at least 160cm tall, her hourglass figure was a sight to behold, a true masterpiece of curves and contours. She was a goddess, a true vision of beauty, and yet... she seemed utterly oblivious to the impact she had on those around her. She moved with a grace and innocence that was both captivating and heartbreaking, leaving a trail of mesmerized admirers in her wake.

Male Appearance:

His golden-brown skin was a masterpiece of perfection, without a single blemish or imperfection to be found. His eyes were like sapphires, shimmering with a deep blue profundity that seemed to pierce right through to the soul. His cheekbones were chiseled, with a subtle hint of red that added to his rugged allure. And his lips... oh, his lips were a true work of art. Full, luscious, and inviting, they seemed to beckon all who gazed upon them.

Standing at least 180cm tall, his athletic build was a sight to behold, a true masterpiece of muscle and contour. He was a god, a true vision of masculinity, and yet... he seemed utterly oblivious to the impact he had on those around him. He moved with a confident grace and a hint of mischief that was both captivating and heartbreaking, leaving a trail of mesmerized admirers in his wake.

Tags: explicit language. Violence. Explicit sex scenes. Flashback. Babies. Dirty diapers. Normal day to day life. Ex-boyfriends/girlfriends. Stalker. Blood-thirsty male character.

DEMO

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I know, I know. I haven't released my Tainted Soul update yet, but here I am, messing around. 🥹

[the-way-astray]

What's your favorite cannon thing you truly like about Keefe Sencen

I DARE you 😈

i've been dared . . .

definitely my favorite thing is the fact that in flashback/legacy he was 100% not only supportive of sophie and fitz's relationship despite having a crush on sophie, but also actively tries to keep sophie from doing something that could even be interpreted as implicative. there was a poll a while ago about whether people thought sophie and keefe were (even unintentionally) emotionally cheating on fitz, and i answered a hard no. and the main reason for that was because of keefe. he does so much to try to keep sophitz together during that time, including telling sophie to confide in fitz, telling her to tell him about the matchmaking thing, shutting ro down (or at least doing his best to), and generally speaking, he did not have to do all that. like, yeah, any decent person would be supportive and not actively try to break their two friends in a relationship up, but keefe goes way beyond that and actively tells sophie exactly what to do in order to keep her relationship with fitz intact. every time fitz "catches" him with sophie it's lowkey painful to think about what keefe must be feeling because he spends so much time trying to prevent that exact thing from happening. there's even a line in legacy where sophie admits this herself. one of the only times he uses his empathy not dubiously is at the end of legacy, where sophie "tells" him (i use the term loosely) that she and fitz broke up. and he immediately says "i'm sorry", expressing out loud his sympathy for their relationship's end.

(one thing i've heard people misinterpret a lot in anti keefe things is the "blond hottie" line, which they say is an inappropriate thing to say about someone in a relationship. that was not said by keefe. that was said by ro. she says that when she's trying to convince sophie that bronte can't be her bio dad, to which keefe then says "unless she gets that from her mom". that's all he says. sophie then wonders whether that meant he agreed with the blond hottie assessment, but that doesn't come from anything he actually says.)

it surprises me that i haven't seen keefe lovers talk more about the fact that fitz literally commissioned him to draw him and sophie in a very romantic pose in a very romantic spot and keefe did it. so i'm going to talk about it. once again, this is not just baseline "my crush is in a relationship, oh well, guess i won't interfere" stuff. this is going above and beyond to keep sophie and fitz together. again, keefe has a crush on sophie. i'm not an artist, but obviously art doesn't just pop up out of thin air. he spent some time making that drawing. and all that time is yet another reminder that his crush is in a relationship. he could've told fitz no, made up some excuse as to why he couldn't do it, and that would've been well within his right. but he didn't. so that's a thing worth mentioning. (i'm going to just say i don't like the argument that fitz knew what he was doing when he asked keefe for the drawing, though. i think fitz just thought "sophie likes keefe's drawings! let me get her one of those" which is sweet in and of itself.)

in unlocked, keefe thinks something like "he definitely should not be happy that two people close to him were going through a rough patch. but, if he was being honest, he wasn't really sad" or something to that effect. and i like that. he has a crush on sophie, so of course part of him will be happy she's now single again. it's realistic. i've definitely talked about this before, but jealousy isn't a character flaw to me. it's only the actions that a character does because of their jealousy that defines whether or not it's a bad thing. but the thing with keefe is that he never allows the fact that he likes sophie to outwardly affect sophie and fitz's relationship in any negative way when they're tentatively dating. sophie and fitz fell apart for a lot of reasons, but the reasons were entirely on sophie and fitz, and had nothing to do with keefe himself. in fact, you could argue they only lasted as long as they did because of keefe.

i complained a lot about how much he doesn't shut up about his hair in my rant. but that was mostly at his humor style and the fact that he literally talks about it at the weirdest times (in his registry file . . . ) more so than the fact itself. and truthfully, he doesn't even talk about it that much. but i think it makes a lot of sense that he takes pride in it. it's the physical manifestation of rebellion against his parents who have controlled every other aspect of his life. he's also an artist, and i think it's a pretty neat thing that that extends to the way he styles his hair. also it looks good. i will die on this hill. just don't look at the laura art. jason chan is my king and keefe's hair is very cool and- *gunshot*

there's also a handful of moments where keefe uses his humor appropriately, to ease tension. best example i can think of is the one katie brought up in this post which is the moment in flashback right before the celestial festival (climax). magnate leto gives them all these sparkler things to light if they're in danger, and keefe sets off a couple prematurely "just to make sure they work" *wink wink nudge nudge* and sophie specifically says the "bit of levity" helped tame the "monster" she's been battling the whole book. when he's able to use his humor appropriately, and not at weird times about weird things, he can be a valuable source of comfort. these moments are unfortunately few and far between, but they do exist.

keefe is also good at calming sophie down when she's panicking, when he's not using his empathy to force her to tell him her feelings. i personally like it more when he's comforting her using his words than his emotional breezes, because that speaks more to his personality than it does to his ability to use his emotional breezes to calm her down. another example katie discusses in the post above is when he's talking to her about the bronte-is-her-bio-dad theory. sophie was panicking because she was thinking about the implications of it (prentice, him acting horrible to her, etc.) and keefe brings her back down to earth with his reassurances that this doesn't change anything about her. when she says bronte can't know she knows, he immediately gets her to reconsider in a gentle way, because like. that's the entire point of her search for her bio parents. he does all this using his words (actually i just checked and he does use his emotional breezes a couple of times but his words do have an impact on their own so we're disregarding that), which does prove that he's very good at knowing what to say to keep her calm.

(also the fact that he was even helping her search for her bio parents is another example of him going above and beyond to keep her relationship to fitz intact. he didn't have to do that at all.)

and lastly, i think i mentioned this in my rant and maybe a couple other places, but i think keefe's jealousy when it comes to family is written very realistically. in neverseen, he's jealous of fitz, biana, sophie, and dex when they hug their parents, and there's a line where he specifically says "i hate watching it. them and della" (them referring to fitz and biana). in unlocked, he's again jealous of dex's family and wishes he'd been born into a family like his. and i think that's written really well. it's pretty subtle and not really shoved in your face, too. i'm pretty sure there's a total of three times it gets brought up: the "them and della" line, one line at the end of neverseen where sophie and dex are hugging edaline and kesler, and then the line in unlocked. very blink and you miss it but i like that. it's one of the few things the narrative doesn't dump a truckload of pity on keefe for, and it makes the few times it is brought up even sadder.

oh, and also i think he's handsome. sue me.

[thewrothode-if]

♡ROs dynamic with A tall Mc vs with A short Mc?

Thyra:

Tall Female MC: She finds it extremely hot. Every time you look down at her whenever you have to tell her something, the heat in her stomach burns. This makes it hard for her to keep eye contact with you, because every time she does so, she wants to (if I may say so) fuck. :)

Tall Male MC: She feels a lot more nervous around your tall form. Having to look up at you always makes her shy, which in turn makes her a lot more irritable. So when she throws an insult your way, she doesn’t actually mean it. She’s just a little bashful.

Short Female MC: She feels the need to protect you. She’s a lot more gentle with you, but her insults don’t stop, especially not if you’re a lively personality who loves to jest around. One thing she loves to do is rest a hand on the curve of your back any chance she gets.

Short Male MC: She finds it adorable. She’s a lot more confident around you, though not to the same extent as with a short female MC. If you’re a very tough personality, she will still be very shy around you, but if you’re a shyer personality, she unconsciously becomes more protective of you.

Gungir:

Tall Female MC: He’s kinda intimidated if you’re taller than him, but deep down he loves it. If you’re tall, but not taller than him, he feels powerful, like he’s won a childish game against you. Even if you’re taller than him, he still wants to be the one who protects and takes care of you. He still wants to be a “man” around you.

Tall Male MC: He doesn’t think much about your height. It’s like he doesn’t even notice it. The only time he would ever notice would be when you try to use your height to intimidate him. If you’re a more shy personality, he finds it funny how different you are compared to your intimidating figure. If you’re a bolder personality, he again, wouldn’t comment because it’s what he would’ve expected.

Short Female MC: Oh boy, if he’s gentle to begin with, he’s even more gentle with a short female MC. He is definitely afraid he might break you if he accidentally runs into you or holds you too tight. As much as he loves the size difference between the two of you, he still worries about it a lot.

Short Male MC: Anyone shorter than him gets treated with a gentler hand, however, not as much as a short female MC would. He knows you’re strong, so he isn’t as worried about hurting you, but he would still try to avoid anything that would result in that. I can definitely see him being slightly smug about having a height advantage on you.

Raud:

Tall Female MC: Similarly to Thyra, he finds it very sexy, but he would never admit it, not to himself and not to you. Whenever he sees you fighting on the battlefield, he gets very hot and bothered. I can see him being shyer around you. This is why he prefers talking with you while sitting down…

Tall Male MC: He notices it, but he doesn’t comment on it (not in the beginning at least). If he gets his memories back, he’s kinda bitter that you ended up being taller than him. Also, once again, he would find it hot. This man just has a thing for tall babes I guess. He loves hugging bigger bodies because it makes him feel safer. So whether he’s doing the hugging or getting hugged, he’s loving every moment of it.

Short Female MC: He has this instinct to protect you. As harsh as it may sound, he wouldn’t have much faith in you on the battlefield. You would need to prove it to him that you can take care of yourself because otherwise he would never let you leave his sight. He really can’t lose you too. I also envision him being more shy with you because he would see himself as having to be the one to take the lead and make advances.

Short Male MC: He’s the same with a short female MC. He wants to protect you. He also ends up worrying a lot about you. He’s still very closed off and shy with you, mostly because he just has no clue how to talk to human beings. Deep down, he would definitely enjoy being taller.

Anne:

Tall Female MC: She’s kinda intimidated by you, especially if you’re a very flirty type. Your flirting would overstimulated her senses and she would end up running away and pushing you back. Growing a romantic relationship with her as a flirty tall female MC would be more of a challenge because of how out of the norm it is for her.

Tall Male MC: She’s a shy babbling mess. She really can’t take any form of flirting, especially not from such a handsome, tall, rugged man. If she decides she likes you, she would follow you around like a puppy, subtly begging you for attention. When you’re together, she would show you off any chance she gets.

Short Female MC: She feels powerful and is very overjoyed. Finally there’s someone who’s shorter than her. You will never hear the end of it. She will constantly tease you about your height, fondly resting her chin on the top of your head. She would be more daring around you, but only when you aren’t firing shots back. ;)

Short Male MC: She is once again, overjoyed and filled with superiority. She would be more hesitant to tease you but deep down, she’s coming up with so many jokes about your height. She would still not flirt with you outright, because even if you’re shorter, she would be too shy to do anything more than a subtle bashful smile.

???:

Tall Female MC: His first thought would be that he wants to see you kneel. The only thing he can ever think of is always somehow related to sex, so there will be a lot of sex jokes around you. He would feel a lot more powerful to have a taller female MC by his side. He will never stop bragging about being able to bed you (if he manages to).

Tall Male MC: Just like with a taller female MC, he finds it extremely sexy and his whole being urges him to make you into a submissive little doggy he can command around. Having a huge male MC by his side is just as amazing as having a tall female MC by his side.

Short Female MC: He always hooks up with shorter women because that’s just the norm. The women are usually shorter than him so he doesn’t really bat an eye when you are as well. Though, he will enjoy it if you’re a bolder type. A feisty tiny goblin is very fun to play around with!

Short Male MC: This he finds very interesting. He loves it. It makes him feel powerful in a way he can’t really describe. Every time you’re forced to look up at him, he squeals with joy on the inside. You will never be free from his teasing, I promise you that.

[riptide-if]

How competitive would you say each RO are in general? Like which ones should you never play a game with because they take it too seriously

from most to least.. hmm.. hilo —> lee —> n —> arlo

HILO is extremely competitive in literally everything they do. i wouldn’t say hilo is like prideful but they’re very confident. the type to find out someone they don’t like is good at something n picks in up to be better than them. they had a one sided rivalry w/ aria over who was a better friend to MC from like ages 12-14. do not play a game w/ them unless ur partners

LEE isn’t immediately competitive but they’re competitive as soon as in they’re in last place LMAO. in board games they will blatantly cheat if the others arent paying attention. surprisingly they’re less competitive music-wise, they wld rather just share music than worry abt popularity charts n such

N might be a little shocking lol. though they do surf competitively they aren’t all that worried about scoring first place every time. they’d rather place like sixth knowing they tried their best than overwork themselves over placing higher. they do get a little competitive over like silly games like. that corn hole game

ARLO really isn’t competitive at all! he isn’t very confident but he’s sure of himself. he knows what he’s good at while also knowing others are probably better. playing games w/ family n friends and such he doesn’t really care

[tricitymonsters]

Okay so this is getting into my HC territory with my own MC. I like to imagine she has a very tight-knit family back where she is from, and I guess left to make something of herself. Her parents understood, they even traveled as young adults! Her mom and dad are definitely the types to take care of everyone and are very loving people. Every one of MC's friends called them mom and dad because their house was so welcoming. They have baby pictures all over of MC and even some of MC's friends through the years. A little embarrassing since they're very affectionate and her mom especially likes to tell stories about kid MC. They'd take in any of the boys, no questions asked.

How are the ROs reacting to meeting them for the first time and then just being taken in so easily?

Oooooh this is gonna be a little bittersweet!

Mori - expects to not make a very good first impression (he rarely does) and he knows most parents wouldn't think he's good enough to be partner material for their kid. Might be a little extra chaotic or loud at first as a way to sort of bolster his own confidence but when he's treated with acceptance and amiable respect instead of being judged he'll get very comfortable very quickly. He's also likely to find himself looking forward to more parental visits after the first.

Amir - is very charismatic so even if people don't like his style or presentation he's usually so good at being charming they can't outwardly hate on him without losing face. Amir shows up with a gift, always, (wine, flowers, some kind of luxury sweet, etc) and is a great conversationalist. In truth he's very guarded because he cares about you and doesn't want to accidentally become the target of contention or cause rifts. But ALSO he's like taking so many mental notes because this is the most alien, freakish scenario he's ever SEEN. What is this supportive parents loving their child NONSENSE he's only read about this in FICTION.

Akello - LOVES family dynamics and will mesh quickly and comfortably if left to naturally. He will take over cooking dinner, typically brings a side dish even if told not to (or at least drinks/beer). Akello is prone to get going really fast too so like two stories from your parents and he's gonna spend the next hour embarrassing both of you.

[heavyisthecrown-if]

Hi! I hope you don’t mind if I have multiple questions😅

What do the ROs think of one another? Are any of them friends?

How angsty are the romance routes? And how fast are they?

What are the characters families like? How about their upbringing?

Lastly, can you share more about MCs family?

Sorry if you can’t answer all of them, I’m just so curious!!

What do the ROs think of one another?

I think I'll let the player figure this out in-game, but, as of chapter one, none of the ROs are friends.

How angsty are the romance routes? And how fast are they?

Angst (Most to least)

Derrick > Z > Alex = Talia

Speed (Slow to fast)

Z > Derrick > Talia > Alex

What are the characters families like? How about their upbringing?

I'll talk about their families, but their childhoods are a little spoilery.

Derrick - He's quite close with both parents, more so with his father than his stepmother, Margaret. He's very close with both his half-sisters, Anne and Lucretia. Margaret is a very proper, sweet, and caring lady. She's known Derrick since he was seven and has loved that boy like he was her own. Lucretia is somewhat in her angsty teenager phase, but she's very sweet and takes after her father's extroversion. Anne is much more introverted but just as kind as her sister. She really looks up to Derrick, though she'd never admit it. Information about Atticus, his dad, and Mundir, his uncle, can be found in the Important Characters post.

Talia - She has no siblings, only her parents, with whom she's very close. Her father, Fabian, and her mother, Anneliese, both work in the church, though Fabian is a regular shmegular priest and Anneliese is a healer. Both parents are caring and affectionate, but aimed to let Talia live as freely as she wished outside of her teachings. She had no siblings, but the other kids that were raised in the church are like family to her. Her parents are very open people and are rarely even slightly worked up over anything, and they could only wish Talia had this trait as well.

Alex - They're amicable with their parents and close with their siblings, besides their oldest sister, Selene. Their father, Heinrich, is a fisherman and their mother, Steliana, is a scrivener. They never built that close of a relationship with their parents due to how busy their schedules were, so they grew closer with their siblings as a result. They have four other siblings, including Selene, with them being the second youngest. In order of age: Selene, Vera, Simon, Alex, and Anghel. All of their siblings remained back home, or, at least, close to their parents.

Z - Z, like Talia, is also an only child, but they're quite distant with their parents. Leopold, like in many of his other pursuits, treats Z like an extension of himself and wants them to follow his every move, even though they're obviously disinterested. Rebecca is colder than her husband, but she's always tried to coddle Z despite her failing attempts later in their life. I will reveal that they had a lonely upbringing and they continue to feel that way now.

Lastly, can you share more about MCs family?

I was waiting for someone to ask this lol.

Cyprian is your annoying, but doting, brother and the new king. He's naturally a nervous fellow but hides it under many layers of false confidence. He cares deeply for everyone in his life, maybe a little too much with how hesitant he is to break some ties. Despite this, there are ways to decrease your relationship with him, but I wouldn't recommend lmao.

Stefan is your similarly anxious father, but he actually shows it unlike Cyprian. He was a very good king, leaving your brother with some big shoes to fill, but he's never pressured you two to be anything but yourselves. He's kind to practically everyone, but he's especially sweet with his family. Even so, he can and will enforce rules and discipline unto you should you need it.

Mirela is your distant and relatively stuck-up mother. She married into the royal family and she's been blinded by the wealth and luxury of her new life. She's never been particularly affectionate with neither her kids nor her husband, preferring to retreat and do her own thing. She's sterner than your father and has always encouraged you to act first and think later, lest you let an opportunity fall through your fingers.

[anathemafiction]

Helloooo! I was wondering how do the ROs measure up self esteem wise? Like how do they see themselves? Do they think they’re attractive? Ugly? Why? What’s their favorite and least favorite quality about themselves? Please answer as much or as little as you want! Thank you <3333

Hadrian is close to oblivious to his own good looks. He doesn't suffer from any self-esteem issue, nor is he self-conscious about any part of himself — he just doesn't feel any sense of pride about it either. He's never really thought about it. He didn't have a reason to for most of his life. 

Now that he's a mercenary and experiencing more of the world... he's starting to become more aware of his appearance, but so far, Hadrian is still pretty clueless. He's a conventionally attractive man, but I don't think he'd called himself so. He wouldn't call himself ugly, either. To him, he's just... he's Hadrian. 

Alessa isn't so oblivious. She knows she can attract eyes, and that's something she has used to her advantage before. She doesn't like it very much, though. Alessa would rather not be noticed a all, and she does a pretty good job of it. As what she thinks of herself? Alessa likes her eyes and she likes her body — because it's healthy and able, and she can run fast, jump or duck, or do whatever she needs to stay alive. 

She... tolerates her hair. She's seen women with long, midnight locks of silky hair, and jealousy is for fools, but Alessa felt something akin to it. Sometimes, while she's brushing her hair, she wishes it could be longer and darker and softer too. She wishes her hands, scarred and wounded, could be as delicate as those noblewomen. She wishes...

But wishing is for fools, and Alessa wishes nothing at all. 

Alain thinks himself extremely handsome. It's not even a front, the man really believes it. And, to be fair to him, he is. He looks good, he feels good, Alain has no self-esteem issues — not when it comes to his looks. 

Ysabella is very much like Alain, although she wasn't always so. As a young girl, she wished she could have freckles — she wished it so hard for months on end. But then freckles weren't half as important as having a bottom nose, all delicate and full and so unlike hers. She prayed every night by her window, with her eyes shut tight, but alas, the Lord never granted her a different nose. It didn't matter though, because young Bella saw a beautiful, beautiful girl with braided golden hair, and oh! She suddenly wanted hair the color of gold too. 

With time, Ysabella stopped wishing for any other body than hers. Which wasn't very hard to do when you look like her. She likes what she sees in the mirror, although, I wouldn't say Ysbaella considers herself beautiful. Charming, yes. Lovely, even, but not beautiful. But there's no one part of herself that she'd change. 

The Pirate King doesn't think he's particularly good-looking, but that doesn't matter a bit because attractiveness, he's found, comes from how one carries himself. And there are few things women answer as strongly as confidence. He's scarred, his hair is wind battered, his skin rough from the sun, his teeth crooked in places — and even so, the Pirate walks with a swagger, hands firm on the handles of his axes, and he doesn't feel a little bit ashamed. 

Plus, he thinks he's got a great sense of style. He isn't ugly, and if there's one thing he likes about himself is his muscles. He knows he looks good naked. Other than that... if fate had granted him just a little bit of extra height, he wouldn't have opposed it. 

Neia is an interesting one. On one hand, she's very aware of the effect she has on women. She doesn't need to try very hard to win someone to warm her bed, it usually just entails a sharp look, a slow smile, and a nudge of the head. On the other hand, Neia barely looks in the mirror. She just doesn't care. She has a deep scar on her cheek, twisting her lip in a perpetual snarl, and she couldn't care less. She has broad shoulders, thick thighs, and harsh hands, so unlike what's expected of women — and again, she thinks nothing of it. 

Has she been called ugly? No, but who would call the head of the Inquisitor anything but "Your Excellency"? But if some suicidal fool did call her ugly, Neia would think nothing of it. She wouldn't call herself that, though. 

Lance will tell you he has no balms about his appearance. Look at him, he'd say, with his arms opened wide. Look at his vest, his hair, and the gold on his tooth. He wants to be seen, and why would one want to be seen if one didn't think one was worth seeing? His smile is wide and pleasant, his eyes amused, and you wouldn't think for a moment that the spy was lying. 

But lying he would be because Lance has parts of himself that he doesn't like. Or maybe like isn't the right word. There are parts of himself that Lance can't even look at. Is he ashamed of them? He is. Would he change them? In a heartbeat. 

Does he consider himself handsome? He does not. But, then again, what do looks matter when compared with talent? And if there's one thing Lance knows he has, is talent. 

Rafael thinks he's... Rafael doesn't like to think about himself much. To be honest, the bastard doesn't think he's very good-looking, no, but in the grand scheme of things, that doesn't matter much. His character flaws — his choices — are the things Rafael is truly ashamed of. So what if people don't like his hair or insult his goatee, or say his cloak needs replacement? He'll sneer at them, maybe throw an insult or two, and put them off his mind. 

He doesn't care. He doesn't care at all. But he flinches every time, and when he's talking to someone he finds attractive, Rafael will sometimes have trouble holding their gaze. And he avoids smiling too, because there's a gap in his teeth, and when he takes off his shirt, he's aware he's too scrawny. He's too goddamn—

Doesn't matter though. To hell with them all. Rafael doesn't care.

[x-galactic-star-x]

J Maya - Machine Learning 🎶x Cayde 6

He always tought that all exos hatw bwing in this metal frame they call a body, but he is he to judge? living a long life can make you think a lot.

all his years of being a Guardian, he never asked to be one yet he co ti ues on and lived, not like he could die, cause at least he wasnt alone. He had Sundance with him. Most likely the only motivation he had.

Then he met Andal, Shiro- and so many other guardians. he made friends, memories, he got attached. He also made a name dor himself, the Recless hunter who go into danger.

He isnt a stranger with death. more like an old friend. so when he kept loosing people he cared about he was just putting on a brave face and keep going. He took his Buddy's job as a Vanguard as he lost his bet, and went to do a job he was never ready for. so he jus became the fun lookin Vanguard.

He didnt meant to become a motivation for other Guardians. Yet here he is, with so many listening and hang around him like he's the cool kid in school. Of course he is sarcasric, a jokester in front of them. but privately he is anything but. he sulk in himself , hating himself and what he is. wish to feel anything on his fingertips instead of hiding his entire frame with gear.

He writes in his journal like he's the o ly onw who understand himself. like no one else can u dertsmad him.

Lets face it. he's a people pleaser.

he put on a smile and do as his fireteam , his friends ask of him.. mostly. but other than that he is lonely.

He wish he can dream. nice dreams. but Exos dont really have that. i mean. they can have passion, like an idea 'dream' but its not exactly the same.

sometimes he watches the Guardians hang out and have a little fun aftwr a mission and sometimes he wishes he could feel that happiness again.

one day, one of his Hunter approached him, she seemed shy, but she smiled and just handed in her bounty to get her revard. she seem to hang out with other guardians who called her over. she seemed ro hesitate like she wanted to stay a bit longer but then sighed and jogged over.

it didnt really bothered him that much but then he saw her again. She carried a few stuff while her most likely fireteam was talking to eachother, not even bothering to help her.

he raises an eyebrow at this many times, watching her doing people favors, or helpong them even if she looked tired.

no one seem to notice it, not like they cared ro check.

when he was about to sneak out of the Tower he saw her sitting on the edge of the tower looking up at the traveler.

As a Vanguard for Hunters he should check up on hus hunters. as much as he dont want to care that much he does. So he offered her to join him.

it felt less lonely to have seem to undsrstand. Everyone needs a break here and there. Talking to her made him realize she always try to avoid talking about her problems, or about herself.

Everyone have a story. he knows that, so she must have one too.

He incourage her to be herself instead of trying to please people. he knows the feeling. he knows the steps. he's lucky he can make it look natural, that he's fine. he wished he wasnt such a good actor.

she stayed and listened as they sat on their sparrow. that night was everything to her, but maybe just another act to him. he just put on a smile and gave her a pat on the back.

After that night he watched her slpwly grow confident and grow a voice. Good. she needed it. she left her previous fireteam and joined a better one. it was nice to see her grow out of her shell.

He wish he can do it too. Brave enough to go out there. be himself with nothing stopping him.

But he's just a machine, who mastered to please.

When she approached him with a gift box. he was pleasently surprised. She smiled brightly yet her eyes were sad. he always wondered why she admired him so much.

the Gift was a bracelet, and a letter.

he read the letter later when she left, yet he wished she stayed. but he cant tell her that.

'You dont have to hide your true self all the time'

he loved it yet hated it, he never took the bracelet off. but sadly he cant show his real toughts. he's a simbol, a role model.

he's a machine. wanting to be more.

[broken-clover]

Safe Harbor

The problem with trying to write something as you play a game is that it's really hard for things to synch up nicely. I wasn't sure if there would be a point to finishing this now that we're out of Neksdor, but I really liked the idea of having some little plot tweaks and I couldn't help myself. There's another one right after this about the start of the Fae Realm (as I mentioned I want to also redo the meeting with Bang) but it seemed wiser to do it as two separate ones

She noticed how the smile escaped his face as soon as dinner ended.

These humans were strange. Blue wasn’t even sure if all of them were humans. The only one she felt reasonably sure of was their so-called leader, yet he seemed the strangest of all. Them, all four of them, they had only known one another for a brief amount of time. Even moreso for her- in the eons-long tapestry of a Diamond’s existence, this was barely more than an absentminded blink. It felt foolish to say that she knew all of them incredibly well.

Though she had at least understood the cursory basics. I-no, the red one, was quite fond of trickery, and possessed a short temper when things bored her or went incorrectly. Taokaka was the energetic one with strange ears, so vibrant at times that Blue wondered if she and Pink would have been the best of friends. And, of course, Phoenix. Puzzling Phoenix. Of what she did know, he…’wore his heart on his sleeve,’ as humans tended to say. He made it very easy to tell when something upset him. Lies came out stilted and unconvincing. His aptitude for planning frequently interrupted by a lack of confidence. Fretful, but analytical and detail-oriented. He would have made a quality Agate. Perhaps, with a bit of work on his persuasive skills, even an Emerald?

Blue shook her head. No, no, Gems could be whatever they wanted now, the caste did not mean anything of substance now. Remembering that could be difficult still. In any case, Phoenix was human, a squishy, peculiar thing that even something as majestic as a Diamond struggled with understanding. He made it very clear that their journey of ambiguous purpose frightened him greatly, but still their little group traveled across the desert, and he poorly masked a look of terror all the way.

So when he made no attempt to hide his frown, it had to mean something unpleasant.

Would it be impolite to say so? Sometimes, being impolite was a necessity with humans. They could tiptoe around issues rather than speaking frankly and simply. Even if they made their intentions obvious. Such as with their current sleeping arrangement.

Phoenix had clustered them all close together. Even the horse was right next door, every odd snort audible through the wooden wall. It was distracting, but it was clear that was intentional. No matter. Any sleep she had was voluntary. A few hours of waiting until sunrise was an easy task, she’d done it last night, too. Just pantomime what the organics did. Climb into the bed, lie down, and close your eyes. Simple. Rather comfy. 

Just a matter of time until his attempt at a facade cracked. 

“Blue?”

Tiredness was tangible in his voice, but he was clearly still awake. Worrying about things made it difficult to sleep, or so she had heard.

“What is it?”

He squirmed under the covers until his face pointed toward her side of the room. “Can I talk to you?”

“Is that not what we’re doing right now?” She asked. “What is bothering you, Phoenix?”

The bed creaked as he flinched. “I- y-...that obvious, huh…”

“Indeed.”

“Well…” The man mulled over his words.  “Are you okay staying in Neksdor for a while?”

Blue thought for a moment. “I take no issue with it, why?”

Once more, he hesitated to speak. “What happened last time, when we left Greenhorne…that’s when I lost them.”

Ah, yes. His prior group. Phoenix spoke plenty of them. Joe the very handsome cook, Sin the very loud knight, and Ro-myo the bothersome mage. Though some of their epithets weren’t particularly flattering, he spoke of them with such warmth that it was clear how close they had been. Something had happened upon his arrival to the desert. That ‘Dark Lord’ individual had whisked them away to who-knew-where. Phoenix’s constant fretting over her, Taokaka and I-no had seemed quite clearly to her some extension of that.

“If we leave Neksdor, I’m worried…” He swallowed. “You aren’t…you’re not gonna…”

Blue looked at the man in silence. He turned away from her, staring up at the ceiling again. “We’ll stay here. It’s safer here.”

What was it that he planned to do here? Though it was true, she was fine with staying, all her time spent with these people was through the lens of battle. What was there to be done with it ended so abruptly? 

“What of the Dark Lord, then?” She wondered aloud. Maybe he had thought of that already…? 

His expressions shifted in the dark. From off the bedside table, he plucked the strange, shiny charm that she’d seen him carrying around. A scarce bit of moonlight caught the metal and illuminated it.

Phoenix unceremoniously hurled the trinket away. It narrowly missed the open window, thumping against the wall and clattering against the ground.

“Forget it. Someone else can save the world.” With a huff, he bundled the blankets up to his ears and twisted to face the wall. “Good night, Blue. See you in the morning.”

As she tried to think of some sort of response, nothing particularly helpful came. “...Goodnight, Phoenix.”

Back to feigning sleep. Of course, she could still hear him shifting uneasily in his bed, and the words he tried to mutter under his breath.

“I’m not losing you, too. I can’t lose more friends.”

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“Mornin’, Blue.”

Phoenix sat up from his tangle of pillows, blankets and messy hair. A hand attempted to push away the hair and blurriness from his eyes.

“Blue?”

Her bed was empty, blankets pushed back. 

“Guess she got up early…” He mumbled, feeling for his glasses and slipping them on. Based on how high the sun was in the window, dawn must have been hours ago. 

Everyone was probably at breakfast already. Might have even finished. Hopefully they were polite enough to leave a bit for him. Phoenix left the bedroom behind him and headed for the stairwell down to the dining room.

“Blue? Tao isn’t giving you too much trouble, is she?”

The table was empty. An inn employee was sweeping the floor, but there was no sign anything had been put on the table and cleaned away.

If Blue wasn’t there…

“Y…you’re just in the bathroom. Yeah.”

Gems had no need to eat, and thus no real reason to use that, either. He had never seen her step foot in one.

“I- I’ll, I’m gonna go check on the others, okay?”

The inn was quiet. Even the sounds of the staff moving about felt muted. No, that was just his imagination. He was just imagining things. His mind tended to get carried away when he was nervous, everything would be fine as soon as he saw his friends and realized just how ridiculous he was being.

“You up, girls?” When the door to the next bedroom from his was within arm’s reach, Phoenix gave it a hearty knock. “Rise and shine! Breakfast is gonna get cold, Tao!”

That should have gotten her attention immediately. When he pressed an ear to the door, though, there were no scuffling claws, no eager kittyish chirps.

“Are you still asleep?” He felt for the handle. The door was unlocked. Phoenix let himself in.

No signs of life. Both beds as equally empty as Blue’s.

Phoenix approached what he assumed was the cat’s bedside, based on the numerous bananas piled on the floor close by. He pulled the blankets back as far as he could. She wasn’t hiding beneath them, ready to surprise him for her own amusement.

“...Tao’s just playing with Fluttershy.” Sweat was already gathering the curves of his palm. “I-no just went to go buy a new spear. She’ll be back soon.”

Phoenix was a poorer liar to himself than he already was to others. Dryness in the back of his throat joined the clammy palms. He tried to keep his breathing even. Tried. Failed.

“This isn’t real. This isn’t real. I’m just dreaming.”

Back to bed. Under the covers. He’d wake up soon enough, and all four of them would laugh over the ridiculousness of it over breakfast. Tearing out of the room, the door to I-no and Tao’s room slammed shut only after he’d already made it back to his own. The world went dark as he shoved his head under the pillow and clenched his eyes shut. 

Time failed to function in his cramped little cocoon. No matter how he tried to close his eyes and dredge up any tiredness, Phoenix stayed awake, but he refused to climb out again. The feeble hope of dreaming was all he could think to cling on to.

Though not an impatient man, there was still a point where he recognized that he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep. It just didn’t come. No, forget it. He’d meet everyone on the road. They were waiting for him. They had to be. How rude of him for making them wait.

The blankets were pushed aside again, and he grabbed his lab coat from its place tossed over the footboard.

His lab coat felt…wrong.

When a job’s set of garments matched, there was a subtle, energizing aura it instilled in the wearer. Though he knew they were just lab coats and fabric vestments, that little hum under his skin told him that he would be protected. He knew what it felt like. And he knew what it felt like when he was wearing something that didn’t work.

He knew how it felt.

Because that’s how it had felt the last-

In a frenzy, he tore across the room to where the mirror was hanging. Every inn had one lying around. Useful for admiring new armor when he bought it. He had looked at this set not too long ago, recently enough that he immediately recognized how awkward and bulky it now looked on his shoulders.

The lab coat slumped to the floor in a sad pile, letting Phoenix get a good, long look at what was underneath it.

Plain clothing. Traveler’s robes.

[radiokathryn-if]

How do the RO’s feel about an MC who has very low self-esteem? Like “Why do you like me/want to even known me” low self-esteem? (why does this hit too close to home tho lol)

hits home so hard plsssssss

(I can't stress enough how much of a dick he is so to be nice I'll give you guys a twofer on this one!) Current!Nate would fucking laugh. He might even agree. He'd say something like "you're good for something, at least" and then not talk to you for a week just. He can't have that kind of negativity ruining his vibes, man. Past!Nate is a different story because past!Nate is a teenage boy/young adult who's battling his own self-worth demons. He'd take you by the hands of hug you tight and tell you all the words he wants to hear himself. It might be a little selfish of him but if he can reassure you than maybe you'd be able to reassure him.

This is a sentiment Eva has had to deal with a lot, and even though she's grown to a place of confidence in herself, it's still something she struggles with sometimes. She's very empathetic and while she doesn't exactly encourage you to talk about it she does pull you into her arms to comfort you. If you seem particularly down trodden, she'll whisper some of her own insecurities she's faced, to let you know your not alone in your feelings.

Mica's knee jerk reaction is to remind you that they're your best friend for a reason─or rather you're their best friend for a reason─and might even insult you playfully. The second they realise you're being serious they also get serious, they'll being up memories the two of you share as examples of why you mean so much to them and will learn in to comfort you in a tight embrace as if anchoring them to your side──like a reminder that they're there and always will be.

Detective Han's response is surprisingly emotional. "Because I do." It's so short but it's a phrase bursting with emotions. They're saying that knowing you, liking you, is something they acknowledge and they like. "Because you're you." It's so sweet even though it sounds so matter of fact──like the thought of not liking you hadn't even occurred to them.

Our sunshine José, well their heart just breaks when they hear you feel like that. They know they're a little fast in the emotions part of a relationship so they instantly think your 'thoughts' had arisen because of a lack of communication so they ask to talk through it. They get more serious when you tell them that it's more of a self-esteem issue than a communication issue──they tell you that feeling your emotions is never wrong and that you're allowed to feel the bad ones too but they want you to know that you don't have to only feel the negative ones. They list all the reasons they have for wanting to be in your presence (not just as your partner) and ask you to try and talk to them every time you start feeling like you're unworthy of them and they'll gladly remind you again and again, over and over──even after you don't feel that way anymore.

With Ji Han it's a little different. He's surprisingly quiet for a while. He takes your hand and starts drawing patterns on your skin. It might be a little unnerving──since he always seems to have the answers to everything──but somehow it's just comforting. After a time of just being in each other's spaces he whispers small words of affection and affirmation. It kind of strikes him that you feel that way. He's so quiet because he's processing what he could've done to make you feel that way──before coming to the realisation that sometimes people just feel that way. Ji Han would encourage you to talk through what you're feeling with him, to work through it together. He wants to help but he doesn't want to smother you...

So Fauve doesn't really do the deep emotional talks very much, she doesn't like talking about self esteem because then she'll have to come to terms with her own self esteem issues and how she feels disconnected to her body (because she uses it as a tool rather than an extension of her being) and she... can't do that yet. She'll try to brush you off with short reassurances, she'll smother you in kisses if you'll let her but don't expect deep conversations about insecurities and emotions till you're VERY deep in your relationship.

Jackson has been closed off emotionally for a long time before you met or even got together. He knows wha it feels to think you're not worthy of the relationship you're in. He takes your hands and sits you down (on the comfy chair) to talk to you seriously──it's probably one of the first serious emotion talks you have in your relationship and Jackson takes it so... seriously. He gently asks you to expand on your feelings, and tells you his own struggles. He ends out with a statement of "lets work through this together" as a sort of promise to you and your relationship──he's not going anywhere.

??? is no stranger to self esteem issues. They might not be the most comforting person──they're awkward about emotions, especially deep ones that they also struggle with──but they try their absolute best to let you know that you're more than enough for them.

[nostalgic-bee]

Hi! My turn to send a character ask! How about the Blight twins? (You can do both or either) :)

Hello!! I decided to do both! This became so long I’m so sorry!!

Emira:

Favorite thing about them: Her relationship with Amity is my favorite thing, I love that it goes from strained/not great to being amazing. I love that she fully supports Amity as Amity tries to improve. I love that she’s supportive but still teases her sister. She’s a wonderful character.

Least favorite thing about them: honestly I can’t think of anything!! I’d say how she acted when we first see her but she grew and improved!! I’ll say my least favorite thing is that she didn’t get her own screen time

Favorite line: ‘is that so bad? You weren’t happy before’

Brotp: Can I say the Blight siblings?? All three of them are SO important to me and I love them with my whole heart, I need more blight siblings content!! her friendship with Luz is fun too.

Otp: I don’t really ship her with anyone but I know she was shipped with Viney during season 1 and I guess that’s cute!!

Notp: her with any family members/ her with anyone in the hexsquad/ her with any adult character

Random headcanon: Was incredibly worried about Amity when Amity was in the human realm but felt she needed to be the strong one (sorry for the angsty one, I love thinking about what it was like for her and Ed when Amity was gone)

Unpopular opinion: my only one is I wish we saw more of her, we had Ed b plot in reaching out but we never got the same with her!! I want more Emira!! (This probably isn’t even unpopular though)

Song I associate with them: ‘Surface pressure’ from Encanto (I have a vision and I hope someone sees it) (I don’t think we ever learn if her or Ed is older but she gives me older sister energy)

Favorite picture of them:

SHORT HAIRD EM!!! She looks so cute and happy I love her!! (I also love the moment of her spinning Amity in FTF)

Edric:

Favorite thing about them: I LOVED HIS B PLOT IN REACHING OUT it was a bit too relatable tbh I loved it so much, I love that we got to see more of him!

Least favorite thing about them: I honestly can’t think of anything!!

Favorite line: ‘I don’t care I’m gonna hug my sister! SIBLINGS :D’ OR in LIL after Emira says he’s allergic to dairy and he’s like ‘wow just expose me’ OR ‘bold move sister’

Brotp: Same as Emira, I loved his dynamic with Eda and King in RO so that’s definitely one

Otp: I don’t really ship him anyone tbh, none of the ships with him really appeal to me so none I guess?

Notp: him with any of his family/him with any adult

Random headcanon: When him and Emira were stood up at grom he 100% did everything he could to make Em feel better about it

Unpopular opinion: I don’t think I have one!!

Song I associate with them: I don’t really have one but bc of my answer for Em I’ll say ‘Waiting on a Miracle’ from Encanto

Favorite picture of them:

This one it’s really cute i love king just befriending the blight siblings, idk i just love this one for some reason I’m glad that Ed finally feels confident and feels like people are taking him seriously.

Heres of a bonus picture of one of my favorite pictures of the Blight siblings.

It’s so funny to me, why are they posing like that? Have they practiced that? I love that Amity just lets it happen it makes me believe it’s happened before.

This is long sorry thank you for the ask!! :D

[theancienttombsoftime]

Care to share some facts about the ROs?

Yup, here are some facts about them.

Alec: He's a night owl and lazy compared to all the other deities; he could be considered the weakest since he doesn't put a lot of effort into things; he'll take the easy way out of things. He considers the other deities his family, though some don't feel the same way. He likes to drink a lot and tends to make excuses for himself. He hides behind his godly powers because without them he would be nothing. 

Martha: She's all for taking risks. She's the first to jump in the face of danger; she loves pie a lot and came from a big family, so she's very friendly and tends to make friends with anyone she meets. She's always confident and would be the one you go to for motivation; she's got a smile that makes even the saddest of people feel somewhat better. She even names her weapons.

Ash: They are more of the skeptical type; they don't believe everything they hear; you need to prove it. Their emotionally closed off; at least that's what they tell themselves. Their family hates them. They tend to think logically. They'll stop talking to you if they think your speaking rubbish. They outright dismiss anyone who they find annoying or stupid. They scared of danger and tend to avoid it.

Cory: They're too kind for their own good, sadly making them somewhat forgetful in certain scenarios. They tend to be accident-prone. Despite this, they manage to run a bakery and love baking and tending to flowers. They don't really have much of a family, as they were adopted by kind-hearted humans who taught them to trust others easily. They tend to give everyone they meet a nickname to remember them by.

Brook: Very hot-tempered and tends to be blunt when talking; they don't really care about other people's feelings; they only care about money; they want more of it. Their family hates them because of their attitude, but they tell themselves they don't need anyone as their own. No one truly understands Brooks, and they like it that way; they're usually the ones starting fights over random things. They have a soft spot for food.

[heavy-is-the-crown-if]

ROs have had a long day, so MC who cooks really well surprises them with their favorite food! Reactions?

Merlin : "Tell me, Mc. You haven't done anything to get us into trouble have you?" They ask, spoon raised halfway.

"What? No! Why would I get us in trouble!

"Because you're trouble! At least to my heart," they stammer, necks burning as they shove the spoon into their mouth.

Arthur : A moan escaped Arthur's half-closed lips and his eyes closed in delight as he removed the fork from his mouth.

You smile, "Is it good?"

"What do you think?" He exclaims happily and you laugh.

"Save room for dessert," you smirk.

"Oh, what do you have planned?" He asks candidly.

You approach him gently and brush your lips over his, retrieving a bit of sauce that had been left there.

"Something sweet," you murmur as he ignites.

Guinevere : "You know, they say gluttony is an ugly flaw," you tease as the carmelid amazon stuffs her face.

She wags her knife in your direction. "You're just envious!"

"Envious of what? I'm the one who cooked the meal!"

"You're getting angry now?" She laughs.

"You're not even taking the time to savor the dish," you pout as she shoves her fork into your mouth.

"Gluttony, envy, anger, I bet by dessert we'll be talking lust." She snort, a dangerous gleam in her eye.

Morgana : There's nothing better than watching Morgana eat what you've prepared. Not because she holds her spoon gracefully and elegantly, not even because of the sounds of satisfaction, just because she's eating what you've prepared.

"Do you like it?"

She smiles, free, confident. "It's delicious."

"I'll make you some more."

"You don't have to, I know you're busy."

"You're busy too and it makes me happy to see you eat."

Her cheeks flush pink. "This is embarrassing."

You rest your chin in your palms. "No, it's nice."

Pushed by an impulse she kisses your cheek and continues her meal. You smile wider. There was a time when fear of poisoning kept her from eating her fill, but not anymore, not with you by her side.

Lucan/Lucia : "Did you use spices?" They ask as they finish a bite.

"Is it too spicy? I thought you loved it?" You question mischievously.

They raise an eyebrow. "Why do I get the feeling you don't talk about cooking?"

You step back palm up, "You're the one going off on this kind of thinking, I was just asking an innocent question."

"Please, there's nothing innocent about you."

"I'm outraged."

"And I'm in love."

"You...what."

Your mind goes blank and your eyes fix on them. Whose smile has turned teasing. "And you question my innocence!" You laugh out loud.

[fervency-if]

What would it take to have long lasting deep relationship with the ROs? Because I feel that certain someone route will be very tricky (I am looking at you Narciso!)

Ps: I love him though and will do my best in his route ❤️

Aw, I'm ever so glad that you love him - and so is he! 🫶 I'm putting this below a cut, for spoilers (not entirely, but hints, so to speak!)

When it comes to the Physician, it's about trust. Deeper and deeper connections and conversations. A willingness to share secrets with one another, or at least confide in one another. A faith in one another.

Aubrey wants someone that makes him happy. Someone that he can share the delights of life with... and someone to be weird with. He also wants a spark, something passionate - it doesn't need to be sexual, of course; emotional passion is absolutely enough. A sort of intensity. Living in the moment while loving one another fiercely. Seize the moment, and all that.

Vesa might be the easiest one. She loves easily, sure enough - but if one treats her right, she loves deeply. She wants someone to share her joys with. A good and strong connection, plain and simple. She want someone to be a 'team' with.

You're correct indeed! Narciso's route is the most tricky one, seeing as he finds relationships difficult - especially romantic ones. The best way to gain and keep his love and affection is to be kind, patient, and understanding. (One can be a completely immoral person to society at large, he doesn't care about that... But being good to him, treating him sweetly.) He wants to be accepted, and he wants to be seen as the man that he really is - he wants to be seen as a well-rounded human being, not glorified, idealised, and so on, but entirely humanised - flaws and virtues alike, as well a being treated patiently and gently. He would rather be told that this and that about him is bad instead of being put on a pedestal. (As a bonus... to make him soften even more and touch his heart, doing nice things for him - sweet gestures of love or care - works well. He isn't used to people doing thing for him without selfish intentions.) What he doesn't like is invasive questions.

Roswhen enjoys someone to share things with, making connections by finding common ground even if their personalities are different. Being on the same wavelength and a sense of understanding and happiness.

Elan wants to feel safe and secure. Someone to come 'home' to in the 'home is where the heart is'-way. A comforting presence, someone who accepts him. He likes softness and kindness, whether it's merry or melancholic, and he also likes people who enjoys joking around and who aren't afraid to tease.