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mnoxsk · 2 years ago

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Franky x Male!Reader Headcannons (Pt2)!

*(PART 2 LETSS GOO. I was so happy and nervous to make it cause so many people liked the first one and I was like, “How do I make part 2 just as good??” A DINNER DATEE!)

-Summary: Anya, Yor, and Loid set up a dinner date for you and Franky until a couple of bad guys pop in.

-After Anya met you and Franky, reading both of your thoughts, she goes on her own mission! Get these gay men together! She would most definitely tell Yor to help her and persuade Loid to help out aswell!

- Loid and Anya help Franky practice and gain the confidence to ask you out but once he approaches you he just is a melting blushing mess! Surprisingly though you read his mind and you asked him on a date and he shyly accepts!

-Loid obviously helps Franky with his outfit since he just doesn’t know what he’s doing! Yor helps aswell by finding a good place for them to dine at and through a lot of wine she drunkenly chooses a dinner date at night! She was just so nervous and wanted the best for you both since shes never went on a date herself!

-Once Franky gets to the location he’s so nervous and has spaghetti legs! What if he doesn’t like the flowers?(when I mean flowers I mean your preferred kind and if you don’t like flowers than gift lol.) How do I approach him even?! His mind is all over the place and before he considers leaving here you are! This guy just all red just basking in your light!

-Once you both get to your table at the restaurant you both seem to have your tongue tied with words until you both talk at the same time which causes the awkwardness to cease. You both talk about your experiences with love and dating but while that’s all happening Anya, Drunk Yor, and Loid are spying on your date!

-Turns out Loid had put a microphone device on Franky so he’ll know what to talk about and as much as you even knew you didn’t want to ruin the mood. Plus, you’re having a good time answering the questions so where’s the pain in that?

- After you both left the restaurant you both were hesitant to hold hands but before Franky could even try a couple of girls (from part one lol) and some guys they were with caught his attention.

-He of course tried to mind his business but before you both had a chance to leave those girls seemed to gossip to those guys saying how Franky ‘borrowed’ some money from them but never gave it back so now they’re trying to pick up a fight!

-Before they could even put his hands on him you grabbed that thugs hand, breaking his fingers and threatening them that if they did more that what was needed you’d make it ten times as worse. You didn’t want your date to be ruined!

-Of course they didn’t listen yet you were able to apprehend all of them and Franky was JUST IN AWE. He was just SIMPING over how strong and protective of him you are! He can’t help it! After you were done teaching them a lesson and telling those ladies to get themselves lost with those thugs one of the ladies rudely asked that Franky was gay all along.

-”So what if I am? What does that change that I love him and want to spend my life with him?”

-He was so confidently saying that as if you weren't listening! Good job getting our male reader blushing and getting all embarrassed!

-After that you both officially start being boyfriends and Anya always thinks you both are fighting all the time since you both seem you have alot to say to eachother when you both are just bottling up the fact you both want to say you love eachother so much with so much detail! Even Anya sometimes doesn’t want to hear it!

-Franky is a not very PDA man but in closed doors or with the Forgers he loves holding your hand, cuddling under a blanket, and peck kissing all over your face!

-He will love watch shows with you only just to see your reactions to it. Any expression you make is breath taking! He’ll also get you things he think you would like to see you smile!

-He’ll usually call you sweetheart or my miracle (because he believes that you being with him is such a miracle :(( <3 )

-As for you would call him darling, my little gremlin (when you want to passionately joke with him though he doesn’t like that name lol), my wife (man will blush saying to stop calling him that but he doesn’t hate it and rather loves when you call him that because he wants to marry you and start a family together :)) <3 ), and scruffy (you usually call him that when Anya is around but he hates that nickname lol)

-He will most definitely steal two identical partner rings from a mission with Loid and make you wear one while he wears another with the inside of the ring engraved with text saying, “Together forever.”

-He will constantly find a way to include you in a conversation, often complimenting you <3 Yor: I was actually very nervous trying to subdue the bull... Franky: I bet my boyfriend can easily do it without lifting a finger (YOUR THAT MESMERIZING TO HIM)

-Often times when he spies on you during your missions to make sure you’re fine and because he loves the way you fight! You may be terrible at running because you get exhausted easily but the way you easily dodge the enemies attack and able to break their bones after makes it seem like your sliding and dancing at the same time and he just falls in love all over again! <3

-Despite you being skilled and him being confident you’ll be fine he’s still anxious that one day you’ll be hurt really badly and can’t recover :(( If you do end up slightly hurt like a cut he immediately know what to do and how to do it! He researches beforehand on how to treat wounds so you won’t have to do it yourself, he’s a such a service boyfriend <3

-(OKAY IM DONE NOW WITH PART 2 :D If you have any requests for spy x family or other such feel free to! Have a lovely day!)

#sxf #x male reader #franky x male reader #franky x reader #sxf x reader #sxf x male reader #headcannons

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foreverfangirlalways · 4 years ago

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The Astronomer and The Florist (Chapter 16)

Chapter 16 Title: Flowers and Stars

Summery: Logan and Virgil go on a date to the Botanical Garden!

Ships: Analogical & Royality

Warning: Strong language, Punching, apologies, fluff, kissing, foreshadowing

-let me know if I need to add more warnings-

(To all who suggested botanical garden when I asked for an Analogical date location, this is for you )

*For all the fabulous flower facts, I want to give a giant thank you to Life_and_death223 on AO3! I hope I did them justice*

—-

It’s been about 2 months since the wedding, and Virgil has taken up jogging.

It started as a need for inspiration with bouquets, so he would go take pictures of wildflowers in the woods. Then he just started jogging in the woods every morning, and it became a hobby.

Pausing to take a swig of his water and a picture of some honeysuckles, Virgil bended down and started fiddling with the flowers position.

All of the sudden he feels a hand on his shoulder. His fight or flight reflexes are screaming FIGHT, so he swings around and decks the owner of the hand squarely across the face. The guy fell like a sack of potatoes, and Virgil was able to see who it was.

“Holy shit! Mr. Thomas! Shit! Oh, fuck, uhh, I’m so sorry! Are you ok? You scared me! I’m so sorry! Please don’t kill me. And don’t tell Logan!”

Virgil rushed over and helps Mr. Thomas up. Mr. Thomas busted out laughing, and dusts himself off.

“It’s fine Virgil, I should have warned you of my presence. How have you been?”

“I’ve been great! The shop has been busier than ever, so I’ve had many bouquets to make. I’ve even been crossbreeding flowers to try and make something special. Logan has also been amazing, his students love him and he gets happier everyday!” Virgil sighs happily.

“That is awesome! How have y’all been together?”

Virgil pauses and squints his eyes. “Together?”

“Yeah!” Mr. Thomas says as if it is the most obvious thing in the world. “Like, how have y’all been like a couple?”

Virgil shrugs. “Fine, but we’ve just been pretty busy lately. Tomorrow is the first time we both have off at the same time.”

“Fantastic! Y’all should go on a date!”

Virgil stares. “That’s a great idea! But where? Not somewhere we’ve been before. It’s kinda last minute so no where far, but somewhere we would both enjoy...”

Thomas blinks, and asks, “Seriously? Your kind of oblivious, aren’t you?”

Virgil “uhh” offendedly. ‘How could he! I just punched him, and he says I’m oblivious??’ Thomas saw Virgil’s offended look and immediately backtracked.

“No no no! I don’t mean to be offensive or say that out loud, I just... well, there is an obvious place for a date that’s just across town from the University.”

They stared at eachother. Neither moved. Virgil finally let his curiosity get the better of him.

“... and that place would be?”

“The Botanical Garden! It’s perfect for y’all! Flowers for you, night sky for Logan, and you could even impress him with all of your floral knowledge!”

Virgil smiles, feeling stupid that he didn’t think of it but so grateful that Mr. Thomas did.

“That is a great idea! Thank you so much!”

Virgil hugs him and he laughs.

“You’re welcome Virgil, and please, it’s Thomas. Now, wanna go get some brunch?”

“That sounds awesome! How about IHOP? I could go for some Cheesecake Pancakes.”

Thomas leads Virgil to his car. “Perfect! I’ve never had that, so believe I shall have some aswell!”

-_-_-_-

After brunch, Thomas heads up to the college to see Logan. He walks into Logan’s classroom, where Logan is grading papers.

“Hey Logan! I just found your boyfriend in the woods!”

Logan looks up and looks worried. He sets down his pen and gives Thomas his undivided attention.

“Why is my boyfriend in the woods?”

“Oh, he was jogging, but we went out for brunch, and it was nice. Say, you like flowers and facts, right?”

Logan tilts his head at Thomas, and ponders his strange actions.

“Well, I am a professor and I am dating a florist, so...”

“Right right, of course, that’s great, prefect, wonderful! Ok, well, I’m going to go home, call me later!” Thomas leaves, rubbing his hands like an 80s cartoon villain.

Logan stares after him, confused and concerned. ‘He came all the way up here for that? Perhaps he really did need a break...’

-_-_-_-

Logan gets home after a full day of arguing with baby adults and grading papers. Virgil is on the couch, and hands Logan a bowl as soon as he sits down.

“I could sense that you had a ruff day, so I made you a bowl of your favorite ice cream, made just the way you like it!”

Logan kisses Virgil, then boops his nose with ice cream. Scrunching up his nose, Virgil stuck out his tongue.

“You are adorable.” Logan smiles.

“So, how about a movie night? I brought home pizza, it’s in the kitchen.”

Virgil agrees, and that’s how they found themselves cuddled up on the couch at 1:45 am, surrounded by pizza boxes and popcorn, and the end credits of ‘Hamilton’ fading out.

Logan sleepily kisses the top of Virgil’s head, and Virgil looks up.

“Hey Lo? Did I tell you how I ran into Thomas while jogging today?”

Logan smiles and shakes his head.

“No, but Thomas told me about it when he came by my classroom. I was quite alarmed.”

Virgil paled, and sat up. “I can explain! I was taking a picture of some flowers, but then there was a hand on my shoulder and I didn’t know that it was Thomas! And those fight or fight reflexes were kicking in, so I punched him in self defense. I apologized and payed for brunch!”

Logan sat up as well and tilted his head. “You punched Thomas?”

“In my defense, I didn’t know he was Thomas. He could have been a serial murder rapist that attacks pretty florist taking pictures in the woods.”

Logan laughs and shakes his head. “It’s ok Virgil, Thomas didn’t even tell me about it, so I’m sure he understood.”

Nodding, Virgil snuggled back up against Logan. “Thomas gave me an idea for tomorrow.”

“Oh really? And what would that be?”

“Since we both have off for the first time in forever, we should go on a date. Thomas suggested the botanical garden. I thought it was a fabulous idea, what do you think?”

Logan laughed. “That’s why Thomas was acting strange! And I think that is a wonderful idea! We can go after an early dinner, we’ll spend all day together. What do you think?”

Virgil smiled Logan’s parroting and kissed him. “It sounds like we have a busy day ahead of us, we better go get some sleep. Come on!”

-_-_-_-

Logan woke up first. Since it was there day off there was no alarm set, but Logan has a great circadian rhythm.

He looks down at Virgil and feels this overwhelming sense of contentment. ‘I’m so glad I met you. You completely changed my life for the better, and I love you for it. I love the way that your eyes light up when you finish a bouquet, and the way you convinced Patton that I would make awful fertilizer because I’m too good a boyfriend. I love the way how you said love you for the first time, and I love how we both bond over throwing darts at Michael target when we are frustrated. I love how you spun at the wedding, and I can’t wait-‘

Logan stops his internal monologue when Virgil looks up, smiles, and kisses Logan.

“Good morning wonderful boyfriend of mine. Are you excited for our day together?”

Logan tucks Virgil’s hair behind his ear. “Of course. I enjoy every moment that I get to spend with you. Do you want to cuddle longer or eat breakfast? I vote both.”

They made breakfast together, cuddled and watched TV on the couch, played trivia while making and partaking in lunch, and they even did a clothing montage before dinner to help pick out each others outfits.

After dinner, they head to the botanical garden. Once they entered, it’s like Virgil erupted out of his cocoon. He was positively glowing, and Logan felt himself falling deeper.

They passed by flower after flower, and Virgil is just sprouting facts like a pro.

“Did you know that there are more than 270,000 flowers in the world?”

Logan looks adoringly at his boyfriend. ”I did not, but please tell me more. You are so cute when you sprout off facts. You have this little glow come about you.”

Virgil blushes, but looks pleased.

“Ok, pick a category!”

Logan thinks for a minute then says, “Hmm, how about food?”

“Perfect.”

They walk along the gardens, with Virgil talking animatedly and Logan looking smitten.

“Roses are related to apples, pears, almonds, peaches, plums, cherries, strawberries, and many other types of food!” Virgil says as they pass a colorful rose garden.

“I could start using rose petals to spice up our fruit salads.” Logan joked.

“Certain roses have the taste of green apples and strawberries, so it would definitely be an interesting salad.”

They both laugh, and then Logan motions for Virgil to continue. Typically Logan was the one who sprouts off facts, but he is adoring Virgil’s knowledge and enthusiasm.

“Tulips can replace onions in recipes, and will make a prettier presentation.”

Logan looks at the bright yellow tulips, and turns to Virgil with a raised eyebrow. “I’m sure you’re right, but I don’t know how everyone would feel about eating flower petals with their steak. Patton might kill me for having harmed the flower for ‘aesthetic’.”

Virgil waved his arm, smirking. “I’ll protect you. I’ll say it was my idea, and Pat will be fine with eating some petals.”

Logan took Virgil’s arm and lead him to towards the outdoor cafe. ”That’s wonderful darling, but all your facts are making me hungry!”

“Ooo, did you know that broccoli is a type of flower?” Logan smile and kissed Virgil’s cheek.

“I did not, but let’s get some food that is not broccoli.”

Virgil smiles, and they go and share French fry’s with milkshakes. Sitting at a table under the stars, Logan tells the myth of Leo the Lion.

They finished snacking and go back inside. Logan suggests going to the newest exhibit, and Virgil excitedly drags him there.

The worker at the door said that that guests were allowed to pick one flower, as a promotional thing for the new exhibit.

Logan picks a moon flower and turns to Virgil.

“Did you know that moonflowers only bloom at night?”

Virgil nods. Logan tucks the flower behind his ear, and then kisses Virgil cheek. Virgil turns red, but raises his eyebrows.

“Really? Even after all this time you still mhrms-!”

Logan interrupted Virgil by rolling his eyes fondly before kissing him on the lips, under the sky in a room full of flowers.

Virgil smirks, trying to hide his breathlessness with snark. ”Ahh, you’ve learned”

Logan rolled his eyes and they head to the car. They talk about everything and nothing on the way home, and Logan asks Virgil what seemingly impossible thing he wants most.

“Hmmm, well, probably, no... you’ll think I’m being silly.”

“Virgil, I asked, please?”

“Well... I guess I would love for us to have our own piece of the world, someplace to call our own and cherish... our own little mark on the universe!”

Logan smiles and grabs Virgil’s hand. “Virgil that, that is beautiful!”

Virgil beans while Logan ponders over Virgil’s want.

‘How can I give him that?’ Logan questions, feeling a special ring burning a hole in his back pocket...

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nemo1230 · 5 years ago

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When the rain fell

It was just like any other summer day in Derry. It was August, the day had been hot. The losers hung out, went to the quarry, swam, all that. Not much to do in a place like this. It was almost evening now when they finally decided to go home, after Eddie had remembered that his mom is going to murder him if he's not home by eight. Him and Richie had said goodbye to the other losers and went their way. They didn't really know why, but somehow, at some point, they had fallen into this routine, whenever they hung out with the others, afterwards they'd make their way home together. They had noticed it, but at this point they were too scared to ask, afraid to break this weird security they felt whenever they did this.

As they were walking, side by side, suddenly the clouds started to darken, fading into dark shades of gray and blue. In the distance you could faintly hear rumble of thunder.

Richie and Eddie were walking side by side and bickering as usual. It was their thing. Not that they couldn't have quiet moments. They actually had them quite a lot, if they thought about it. Whenever it was the two of them. But now, they were mindlessly arguing about another one of Eddies health scares. This time he was talking, words coming out mile a minute, about how he and everyone else probably got sunburned because none of them had taken sunscreen with them.

"Jesus Richie, how do you not understand, we were exposed to sun all fucking day, UV rays can be really harmful , they can fuck up your skin pretty bad and you can get cancer-"

But Richie wasn't paying attention anymore. He was more concerned about the fact that their hands brushed against one another once in a while. Each touch set Richies skin on fire. More than it already was, because even though Eddies health obsession might be a bit over exaggerated, however about one he was right - they were in the sun all day and now he could feel it's effect quite nicely. "Are you even listening, you dickward, I told you to take the god damn sun-" but Eddies next ramble was interrupted by the thunder which was way closer then before. And then, like the sky was just teared open, rain started pouring, soaking them completely wet.

They shared a look, and then started running. "Shitshitshit" Eddie screamed as he ran, almost tripping. They tried to find a place to hide at least for a while, but right now they were on an open road.

Suddenly, a car came out of nowhere, almost running Eddie over. Several things happened at once. The car honked loudly, Eddie screamed, jumping back, right into Richies chest. While Richie grabbed Eddies hand. Not wrist, but hand. The car drove away, leaving them in the faint darkness of the beginning of the evening. They stood there, stunned, still flush against eachother. Then, Eddie stepped back, brushing out the wrinkles of his shirt with this free hand, a faint blush now decorating he's cheeks. They looked at eachother and suddenly, like a switch was pushed, they started laughing. "Jesus fucking Christ, Eds, your fucking face, you looked like you'd wake up and Pennywise was sleeping next to you or something-" Richie wheezed, not even trying to hide his laugther.

"Shut the fuck up, Trashmouth" Eddie shouted back, but he was laughing too. Their laugher echoed, being the only sound on the empty road, apart from the rain, which hasn't stopped at all.

Then, it died down, their breaths calming. The air around them suddenly changing, as they realized was was happening - trough it all, they were still holding hands. They both looked down on them, suddenly feeling awkward, the air getting clogged. Richie swolled hard, heart rapidly beating, looking back up, into Eddie's eyes, which were still fixed on their joined hands.

"Eddie.." He started, suddenly shy. But he didn't have time to finish, because Eddie was looking up, straight into his eyes with a determination so sharp it caught Richie off guard.

"Richie, I'm about to do something very stupid." He whispered, but his voice was steady and sure.

'Is it me' is what Richie would have responded if this was any other situation, but right now he chose to keep his mouth shut. Partly because he was pretty sure his voice would shake pretty bad. Instead he just nodded, heart now beating so hard that he thought maybe he was having a heart attack.

Eddie got on his tip toes and slowly placed his free hand on Richie's face. It was warm and wet from the rain. Not once did he take his eyes off his. Richie did quite embarrassing intake of breath, but his mind was too occupied by too many things at once to pay any mind to it. Eddie was closing the distance between them and then, it happend. And he jumped back so fast, he almost tripped.

Kissing Eddie was a thing he had dreamt about a bit too much to be considered normal. To be fair, this whole thing was not considered normal, and that's mostly why he'd always try to stay away from Eddie. But staying away from Eddie was a mission he simply could not accomplish. When it came to Eddie, Richie was a gone man. Eddie could ask him to rob a bank, and you bet he's already on his way. He was completely, desperately,irreversibly in love. Completely whipped, smitten, over the head in feels, take your pick. So staying away from him? Impossible.

So now, when a dream Richie had had million times over finally saw daylight ( or rather faint glow from the setting sun, since it was practically evening by now ), he was a little shocked, okay, sue him.

"Oh shit, fuck, god damnit I'm so sorry Richie, I thought, I just- I read this wrong , shit, I'm sor-" But before Eddie could finish that ramble Richie was pulling him back into the kiss. Now it was Eddies time to be shocked. He pulled back, and while rising an eyebrow said " Dude, I'm kinda getting mixed signals here."

Richie's eyes widened and he tried to recover the damage by saying "Fuck, sorry, I just have been wanting to do this for so long and now that it finally happed I just couldn't believe it, but oh god Eds, I want this, I want to-to kiss you. If you'd like." His usual snark was gone, making him a stuttering mess.

"If I'd like? I kissed you first, you dumbass," Eddie replied, tone sarcastic, but then it softened as he continued "but me too. I have been wanting to do this for a long time aswell. And I want to kiss you, if you'd like."

And with that it was settled, Richie went right back in, not wanting to wait any longer, kissing him hard and with all he had. Eddie met him halfway there, and kissed back, just as hard. It was a bit messy, since it was both of their first kiss and long hidden feelings had finally been let out of their cage, flowing like water out of a bottle that's finally reached its limit, no longer being able to hold it all in. But they couldn't stop. They kissed and kissed and kissed. They tried pour all the love they've been hiding into this one kiss, which actually was moving into full on make out territory by this point. Eddies hands found home in Richies hair, tugging it lightly. That little action alone made Richie weak in the knees.

He placed his hands around Eddie's waist. He couldn't quite decide where exactly to put them, since he wanted to touch as much as he could, so he kept moving them up and down.

Rain poured on them still, last rays of sunset making the raindrops almost golden.

At some point they needed air, so they finally pulled apart. They stayed close, both warm, from the sun earlier today, and the closeness of they bodies, breathing the same air, lips still touching and a tiny line of spit between them. Eddie didn't pay any mind to it.

"Wow" Richie breathed. "That was.."

"Everything"

"Yeah"

And suddenly, both still high on adrenaline and love, hearts pounding in their chests, they started to laugh once again. It felt freeing, like letting out a breath after holding it in for a long time. They laughed and laughed, still in each others arms. Richie looked up to the sky and then back down on Eddie. "Eds, you're fucking soaking wet.. like your mom last night".

"Jesus, Richie, shut the fuck up." Eddie replied, with no bite, since the huge smile in his face ruined it. But he couldn't care less. He looked into his eyes, trough them shining nothing but absolute fondness. He stole another kiss from Richie, just because he could now.

They were kissing and holding one another on the streets, out in the open, in a place where practically everyone would hate them for that, for what they were feeling, but in that one pure, liberating moment they didn't care. Maybe it was childhood innocence in all of it's glory, which some may call naive, but that wasn't important. What was important was that they felt free for the first time. They felt alive. Over them, the rain fell.

#reddie #reddie fic #reddie au #it 2017 #it movie #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak x richie tozier #lmao i dunno what even is this #i wrote this in the middle of the night #while listening to emo music lmao #nemo writes

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chessdaze · 5 years ago

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Day 3 of my @khoc-week catch up!

Friends or Lovers? Show and tell who your OC is familiar with! Any friends? A Significant Other? Or maybe an enemy? Draw a picture of them with their best friend(s), enemy, or special someone! Or write a one shot about them interacting or going on a mission together.

OH BOY I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT THIS. But I wanted to focus on two relationships in particular with Atlas - that with his mentor/father figure Wynter and that with his two best friends Kei and Quest (who were briefly shown in yesterday’s prompt!). family figures weren’t really in the prompt but I went with it anyways because I HAVE to talk about Wynter.

Wynter is the reason that heartsmiths exist, he’s an incredibly powerful magic user. He’s also the reason Atlas is even alive, so of course he’s an important figure in Atlas’s life. Including Atlas’s wonderland background which he doesn’t recall, Wynter is the only father figure he’s ever had. Atlas loves Wynter. However, there was a big strain on their relationship during the time leading up to the keyblade war.

Readmore time

Wynter is a keyblade user. I’ve done a piece of him with his keyblade here, besides probably MoM, he’s probably the eldest keyblade wielder in Daybreak Town. However he doesn’t use his keyblade for fighting heartless on a normal basis as it has a very specific trait. It can freeze someone’s heart in time. Thus the name ‘hand of time’. A theme of Wynter’s character is that he’s stuck in time and not able to move forward and his keyblade and it’s power are a reflection of that and how his heart is stagnant - which is like a punch to the gut when MoM is explaining all of this to him (MoM and Wynter are like old buds).

As the keyblade war draws closer it becomes clear why Wynter was given this particular keyblade with this particular power. He aims to have Atlas survive the keyblade war through freezing his heart and body in time. He knows of the dandelions via Quest (who was chosen to be apart of the dandelions - but more on that when i get to him and kei), and wants to freeze Atlas in time and then let the dandelions/Ava know of his location so after the danger has passed they can retrieve him. But things never go as planned.

Atlas refused, almost violently so, when the idea was brought up. In the end. Quest and Kei had to hold Atlas down while Wynter stabbed him with his keyblade. Hence the below picture (which was like one of the first i drew with atlas ever - and of wynter’s keyblade it’s changed a bit since this look):

As one can imagine, this wasn’t great on their relationship. In Atlas’s main story, he ends up drifting with the heartsmith’s shop/forge in the space between (being a ‘mini world’ in its own right), Wynter’s notes being scattered to the worlds (like ansem’s reports - and his notes on heartsmithing is a precursor to keyblade armor being made, but that’s an entirely different ramble), and doesn’t awake until the guardians of light find him 1000+ years later.

After awaking he has so many mixed emotions about his mentor. He’s angry that Wynter took the opportunity for him to help wielders away, he’s angry that he was pretty much forced to have a keyblade he never wanted (in stabbing atlas with the keyblade, atlas pretty much became the successor to it), and being left all alone without his friends or his family was just...sad. He blamed Wynter and his two best friends for the longest time.

REWIND A SEC AND I’LL TALK ABOUT ATLAS, KEI, AND QUEST.

I have dubbed them the ‘ribbon trio’ as their design all involve ribbons. my sister has also affectionally called them the ‘rose buds’ because of this picture below and thinking on it, it fits because of Atlas’s past with wonderland, Quest being from Beast’s Castle, and Kei’s family being florists.

here’s another one because they’re cute

As mentioned above, Quest is from Beast’s Castle. His parents died during the plague and he had been having a rough childhood when he was given the power of the keyblade and was able to go to daybreak town and join a union. Considering the state he was in (practically skin and bones), Gula was surprised when he appeared and wanted to join Leopardos. He had to be nursed back to a fighting health but when he was able he became a party leader and lead the party the Chevaliers (I did a photoset of them here).

Kei is from daybreak town and her family are the local florists (see a picture of her and her sibs here). She was the only one gifted with the power of the keyblade and felt the need to become stronger and stronger so she could protect her family - and so she joined Ursus. She’s known as a ‘party hopper’ because as soon as she thought she learned all she could from a party - or if she became the most powerful one in a party - she left in search of new challenges.

They both met Atlas via the heartsmith shop, and while kei and quest didn’t quite see eye to eye at first - Atlas was the glue that kept them together and eventually they became closer and could consider eachother friends aswell.

Leading up to the keyblade war, the one chosen to become a dandelion was Quest. He was extremely torn over it, not sure what to say or what to do. Some dandelions mentioned that it might be useful to have a heartsmith with them because ‘who knows what could happen’ so Quest asked Ava about Atlas joining. However only keyblade wielders could join - so Quest left to ask Wynter if he planned to pass his keyblade onto Atlas, if he became a wielder then he could become a dandelion.

He was explaining this to Atlas when Kei suddenly appeared and started an argument about Quest picking Atlas over her- and why she wasn’t chosen to be in this special group of wielders. This caused a huge rift between the three. Atlas became too busy with wielders flooding into the heartsmiths shop for repairs and upgrades before the war to really tackle the issue - but Kei and Quest were at odds for quite some time. Eventually they came to terms with eachother and the problem at hand -- and they both quit their unions to become heartsmiths instead.

pictured in the main photo at the bottom is sort of what directly came after that - Wynter stating his plan to freeze Atlas in time and Atlas retaliating. Quest and Kei both agreed it was for the best, and that they would do their best to become even half the heartsmith that Atlas was. But of course Atlas still wasn’t having it - and to save their friend from the war they held him down in a chair while Wynter stabbed him with the keyblade.

The two of them then had a crash course of how to be a heartsmith and not long after the war happened.

I feel like I should say it doesn’t end well for any of them.

Wynter dies before the war even begins. He uses the last of his strength from non stop weeks of working to send the heartsmith shop into the space between after Kei and Quest leave - has enough time to reach his twin sister Crystal (who is the local baker), then dies in her arms.

Kei and Quest both die on the battle field - Kei dies protecting Quest dies protecting a wielder (I’ve plotted it out with friends that he protects the player character pretty much and it’s the reason that the dandelions are able to reach them in time). Kei and Quest’s hearts however find themselves at the heartsmith shop in the space between - and for those 1000 + years, they protect Atlas.

However they get corrupted over time and become phantoms which is where the darkling like designs i made come into play. When the guardians of light reach the shop - they have to fight passed Kei and Quest to get to atlas because they’re still trying to protect Atlas even if they’ve been lost to the darkness.

Kei and Quest are freed from the darkness after they are defeated, and they stay long enough to see atlas being awoken before vanishing from sight.

So as you can tell ATLAS HAS A LOT OF FEELINGS AFTER WAKING UP/HIS TIME BEGINNING AGAIN. And I just....love his dynamic with his friends/mentor so much okay.

And as a fun fact - since trios sometimes have an object that’s related to them. Besides ribbons TM Atlas, Quest, and Kei all have actual keys and armbands that are personalized to them. Kei has a flower design on her key, Quest has a star design, and Atlas has a heart design. Wynter made these all from them - and they’re literally all keys to the heartsmtih shop. Atlas was given one at first but when it was clear how close he was to Quest and Kei, Wynter made the other two keys by hand and gave them to the two. Kei suggested the armbands and Quest found them and atlas fashioned the chains they all hang off of.

Now I’ve rambled enough about that ONTO CANON CHARACTERS.

Sadly the above picture took me forever and I don’t have the energy to draw much else but here’s a small comic I made for a friend when we were plotting things together - because of course Atlas knows Ventus and they probably have a deep connection even if Ven doesn’t remember him. Sadly I never finished this comic but maybe one day....

and honestly I could ramble for hours about how Atlas would mesh well with a lot of the canon KH characters. He’s literally a therapist, it’s his job to talk to people and help them through problems AND BOY DO WE KNOW THE CANON KH PEEPS GOT SOME TRAUMA. and he’d want to help all of them the best he could. I can see him and Riku getting close especially. And he would definitely want to talk with Aqua after all of her time in the realm of darkness.

as a small bonus have the first picture I ever drew of the ribbon trio+ wynter together! Their designs haven’t changed much since this - aside from a few small things. I think the major things that changed is that atlas doesn’t wear his glasses on a normal basis and both Quest’s and Wynter’s hair is longer.

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imagine-a-killingharmony · 6 years ago

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Opposite Talent S/O! (V3 Boys)

I just had another random thought. How would the v3 boys be with a fem s/o that has the opposite talent of them. ( example shuichi with ultimate criminal. Or gonta with a s/o that is a exterminator *poor gonta*) might have to do this myself aswell. Please and thank you.

Thinking of... opposite talents took a while, especially for Kiibo, let me tell you I tried to not sound robophobic I swear... but there’s not a way to make most of these completely opposite so I just did my best ideas I had...

Actually... how do you get the opposite of an Astronaut? Or Antropologist? What I did? Well ehe... I literally gave Kaito a underground (opposite of up up above) S/O while making Korekiyo’s S/O study future trends, considering he studies culture.

(Gives each talent an opposite personality straight in return, oh shucks.)

Kiibo (Ultimate Lucky Student)

Your talent? Easy. You had nothing about you that had been interesting at all, you had gained an letter nothing more... such an average person like you had somehow gained the heart of the most abnormal student in your class somehow... “The Ultimate Robot”.

It was... weird, you both hadn’t any “real” talents to discuss anything over, yet he stood above you because of how he was born, while you only gained an advantage recently because... because of pure luck...

Kiibo was... gentle though, even if you were untalented, he had no restounsing features besides the ones built into him, so it was almost impossible to feel beneath him, it helped that Kiibo was a sweetheart who was new to romance just like you...

You made a perfect couple despite that one difference between the two of you, talking about whatever came to mind, no need to worry about who you were or what you currently are...

Kiibo especially enjoyed not feeling rushed with your relationship, despite Kaede’s optimism, Shuichi’s empathy towards him, Miu’s close bond with him with sharing such a closeness to him talent-wise...

He chose you, he admits it proudly that he’d do it a million times over again.

Shuichi Saihara (Ultimate Escape Artist)

Your talent? Heh! Ultimate Escape Artist, you’ve broken out of many sticky situations, picked many locks, it’s impossible to catch you since you’ve currently been on the run your entire life, until Hope’s Peak accepted you... so you didn’t have to stay in jail, somehow you gained the eye of what should be your rival: “The Ultimate Detective”.

You picked your way into his heart, Shuichi couldn’t help it he had fallen in love with you despite how... your title caused such a... crack in most of his beliefs.

Of course... don’t think he’s letting you go free, whenever he catches you do something bad, which is a lot he stops you almost immediately after a second of hestitation.

It’s terrible, you’ve been on a losing streak ever since dating him, he’s always so kind of you when you act all nice and good but whenever you do “one” bad thing he’s all up on your case telling you to try to not do it again...!

Guess his sense of righteousness triumphs over your love, but he always reminds you that he’ll visit you each day after your academy days are over in your jail-cell till the day of your release, that he’ll catch criminals that make you look like a knock-off!

How romantic~...!

Ryoma Hoshi (Ultimate Student Counsil President)

Your the Ultimate Student Counsil President, it’s your duty to keep the school in tip-top shape ever since joining and you’ve done it with passion and vigor! It’s uh- too bad the “Ultimate Tennis Player” refused to join, so you... got close to him in attempt to instill moral justice...

You both fell in love, your talents aren’t anything close to eachother, quite the opposite really considering you place justice and studies above all else while he’s... been arrested, using his brawn.

He tells you he doesn’t deserve you, especially with how enthuastic you are about bringing the class together, a guy like him wants nothing to do with most people, you being an special... exception... who’d refuses to leave...

So... you bring him closer with the rest of your classmates much to his dismay, he doesn’t like it but you force him to get along with everybody so you can have what should be the best damn year of your lives... You even make sure he keeps up on his studies, it’s a real hassle having someone so organized take up on your life.

... he won’t admit it, but he appreciates it.

Kaito Momota (Ultimate Miner)

As the Ultimate Miner you dig deep underground, all there is to it you really don’t care about your talent. It’s tiresome as it is but somehow the “Ultimate Astronaut” thought it be a good idea to boast to you about his talent to you, “both of you were explorerers of different frontiers!”

Yeah right. He got too close, it was stupid. You somehow fell for an idiot who say’d he travel new brand new heights, including you.

He doesn’t know anything about being a miner but it’s not like you ever get to gaze at the stars often yourself, so he usually tells you about how “amazing” it is, thousands of glittering speckles up in the sky that one day he’ll be able to cup thousands of those stars in his fuckin’ fist.

You used to think it was stupid, yet looking at the passion in his eyes, brighter- more beautiful than striking gold...

It paces in your chest, what should be a charred-black coal heart.

Rantaro Amami (Ultimate NEET)

As the Ultimate NEET you’ve... gained your talent from Hope’s Peak really wanting to complete it’s set of Ultimate’s, you hated it too considering your parental figure made you go but you never hated anything more than a blasted “Ultimate” who didn’t remember his own talent who insisted you become his buddy and open up.

As if, until he actually, made you open up, fuck- why did he have to be so suave and cool- wahhh- as Tsumugi would say- damned normie step on a landmind and die!!

You hated it, but he would bring you out daily to make sure you had gotten exercise, even tried to make it so you ate better for your own sake as chips and soda aren’t proper nutrients to substain living.

Going on the longest hikes, the longest boat rides which had you walk around so much as he complimented you for doing your best in the end of it all... it was terrible! Awful even...

So why do you keep doing it...? God knows, but whenever Rantaro smiles at you your heart flutters so... fuck he’s used his playboy magic on your heart!

Gonta Gokuhara (Ultimate Exterminator)

Your the Ultimate Exterminator... you live a fucking lie now, you met the Ultimate “Entomologist” who literally asked if you liked bugs the first time meeting him, you were about to answer but then before you could answer he said he “dislikes bug-haters!” with the most horrifying expression you’ve ever seen... so to keep your kneecaps you lied...

To your now-boyfriend who still doesn’t know the absolute truth, so now you live each day in paranoia at your title- and Kokichi-fucking-Ouma snapping and telling him the truth.

Gonta loves bug- you hate them with a burning passion, that’s the whole reason you got the job, most of them crawl on your skin and- it’s disgusting- but he loves them so you go along with him...!

Gonta is... kind... you don’t want to lose that, not ever, not now, not anytime... but your bound to when he figures it out... so you just try your best to find the perfect time to unveil the news...

Especially with the fact you unconsciously stepped on a few bug-friends he had in his lab, which made you grimace.

Kokichi Ouma (Ultimate Friend)

Your the Ultimate Friend! Ah but you could use the word buddy or pal or chum too, whatever works, you’ve made a whole bunch of friends with your entire school and have gained a weird fan base but all of you are equal, “The Ultimate Supreme Leader” calls you the most gullible thing he’s ever laid his eyes on...

Whatever that means, heehee... he asked you out and your dating now, for some odd odd reason he’s asking for tips on how to easily gain the trust of others which you don’t get... like at all?

But he said in return he teach you how to lie... but you don’t wanna lie, but you didn’t want to hurt his feelings either so you said okay! All you told him was you just be super duper nice to them... promise your loyalty for ever! Like... BFFS!!!

Kokichi squinted at you after you said that, you still don’t understand why he asked you out of all people but... he just tsked as he put on that super-cool cape of his that he kept lying around.

“... It’s fine, I’ll just control your already growing fan base behind the scenes sweetie, mwah.” Kokichi presses a light peck against your cheek, you embrace him tightly and lovingly in return.

Korekiyo Shinguuji (Ultimate Trendsetter)

As the Ultimate Trendsetter it was a basic goal to spread the word upon the newest dads and trends, but there was a certain somebody not quite getting the memo... a “Ultimate Anthropologist” who wore an mysteries mask yet... oddly old clothes...

He needed a gentle push in the right direction! Despite how he told you how his attire was quite “fine” you told him that couldn’t be the case, darling- weird mysterious vibes are sooo last month!

With you by his side he was sure to rock this entire school to it’s core! (He doesn’t want to do that S/O.) it’ll be a guarantee everyone will have his eyes locked on him! (S/O please.)

It’s quite difficult to pay attention to the folklore stories that he tells you but it gives you ideas for the newest fads that might be coming along, kimonos were quite cute- shit let’s bring those back in town-!

Korekiyo... always wondered if sister would find your behavior to be... model or just... unacceptable, he’ll need to pay her a call soon...

#mod shuichi #mod shumai #ndrv3 imagines #ndrv3 x reader #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #rantaro amami #ryoma hoshi #kaito momota #kiibo #korekiyo shinguuji #gonta gokuhara

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cottonwren · 6 years ago

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I pronounce you, wife and wife | A.S

Summary: you get married to your girlfriend, Ada Shelby, in a world that won’t let you. It’s a good thing that Thomas Shelby doesn’t believe in won’t, or can’t.

Words: 5016 (my longest ever oneshot!)

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“Tommy, are you sure?” You asked as you sat in the car with him, Ada currently with Esme and John and their rabble of children for a playdate and to talk weddings - she wanted her brother there, but the family was simply too big to transport. Little Aoife was merely two months old and the bumpy car ride all the way to the hotel Tommy had more or less forced them to use was not going to be good for her head. You had a feeling the rabble would show up anyway, or atleast you hoped. Babies were a weakness of yours, and Esme was one of the coolest women you’d ever met.

“I’m sure. I will have Charlie anyway, and don’t tell Ada, but I quite like him. Alfie’s always adored kids - he’s a right softie. Karl’s in good hands. So, are you planning on wearing a suit or a dress? I know that you’re used to wearing suits, so if you want a suit, I can take you to the finest tailor in the country - I’ll get the finest to come here from anywhere, in fact. Same for if you want a dress” Tommy told you, driving back from the venue. He wanted you to see it so that you could organise all the flowers, seating and procession - a job you had decided between yourself and Ada was a good idea for you to have. Your forms and the charts were impressive to say the least.

“Thank you - really, Tommy, there’s no-one we’d trust as much with Karl. Polly maybe, but it’d be a close call. I’ve only heard of Alfie, but Ada and you seem to trust him, which is enough for me - I’d like to meet him, though, before the wedding…. I was thinking a dress, they’re what I wear when me and Ada go out, and I look great in them. Suits are more to get myself more respect in the workplace. The more you look like a man, the more you’re treated like one” You explained, leaning back in the car seat. Tommy was really going above and beyond for your wedding, and even though you knew it was just for Ada, it touched you.

“A dress it is then. I’ve already told Ada I’ll pay for both of your dresses and everything else - can’t have communists doing things like paying for luxuries whilst the others suffer” Tommy narked, making you laugh.

“Tommy, you don’t have to - I’m on good pay, I can afford it, and Ada’s writings are really starting to pick up.” You began to explain it to him, but he was having absolutely none of it as he held a hand out to you and then retracted it.

“Y/N. I know you’re both doing well for yourselves, but I want all of that money to go on Karl, and things for yourself and Ada. Not a big party. I…. I’m going to say something now, and you’re never going to repeat it, especially not to Ada. I fuck up a lot, and ever since the war I have fucked up monumentally towards Ada and her life. I know she won’t accept the money as an apology, because of her fucking politics, but it’ll help ease my conscience. It’ll ease my conscience if I can see you two and Karl happy at the aisle.” Tommy explained, pulling up to the manor.

“She’s already forgiven you Tommy. You’re her brother - the stuff I’ve heard about you from her when she’s feeling sentimental, you’d never guess. Thank you so much. We’d be happy even if it was happening in our apartment with a little cake” Getting out of the car with your bag, you looked at him and then at the other car pulling into the drive after them. “Recognise that car, Tommy?”

Tommy spun round in shock and then let out a sigh “Oh, fuck’s sake, you scared me. That’s Alf. If anyone’s going to shoot us, it’s not going to be him. Anyway, like I was saying - just let me pay for everything. Think of it as a wedding present, if that helps”

“ ‘Ello treacle!” Came a rough holler as you walked up the steps with Tommy. You both spun around, though Tommy took steps towards the voice and you just stood there watching the odd scene. The two men embraced eachother - well, Alfie kind of enveloped Tommy, pulling back only to kiss him and then tower towards you with his cane.

“You must be Alfie - I’m Y/N, Ada’s fiancee.” The title tasted so good in your mouth, but not as good as ‘Ada Y/L/N’s wife’ had under your breath whilst Ada slipped out of bed to go get Karl to stop him from wailing.

“Nice to meet ya, pet.” Alfie nodded, bringing you in for a hug “Congratulations on the engagement. Takes real bollocks to do that, ‘specially to a Shelby”

“And yet I don’t regret it one bit. Make sure he doesn’t work himself into a mess about the wedding he’s orchestrating - I’ve tried to calm him down about it but he’s just got more worried. I have a feeling you’ll know how to do it better than me” You told him quietly, then looked at Tommy with a grin “You going to let us into Chateau De Thomas Shelby or are we going to stand here all day?”

“You can stand there” Tommy told you and Alfie cheekily, then let you in. You walked through, ears picking up like a dog’s when it heard a babe’s laugh - more specifically, your babe’s laugh. And then your wife’s.

You walked through towards the sitting room to see Ada in a flower crown made of baby’s breath, Karl with one to match. Your breath caught in the back of your throat as you fully caught sight of her - it was always as magical as the first time, seeing Ada, and you always fell harder for her no matter how many times you’d seen her.

“Mom!” Karl beamed, reaching out for you, making Ada jump. You practically ran to where they were sitting on the sofa, Karl crawling onto your lap.

“Hi, love” Ada smiled, gently adjusting the crown “How did everything go with the venue? Have you managed to put it all into an understandable flow chart with colour coded markers?” She joked, gently pulling Karl’s socks up.

“Everything went great, seating plan’s ready, I’ve made sure not to put anyone on the wrong table - you lot fight too often, you know.” You chuckled, taking her hand, gently rubbing your thumb over the band on her index finger. “The crown looks gorgeous on you, Ade”

“An’ me” Karl added with a hum, standing on your thigh, his chubby cheeks pressing against your neck.

“How could I forget my beautiful boy?” You gasped softly, kissing his forehead and holding him gently around the middle so that he didn’t fall. He was three, but the thought of him falling off wasn’t a fun one. “How was your day with Auntie Esme and Uncle John, hm? Who gave you those beautiful crowns?”

Ada gave Karl a smirk and he gave one back, making you raise an eyebrow - you knew she’d go dress shopping, Tommy had arranged it all perfectly. Ada had told you, aswell, though your dresses were remaining a secret.

“Good.” Karl giggled, then waited until Ada very obviously looked away until he cupped your ear with his hand and whispered “Mum got a pretty dress”

“The thing about your mum, Karl, is that she looks pretty in any dress. I’ll keep it our secret, don’t worry” You grinned, whispering back to him, catching Ada blush as she pretended not to hear.

“Okay.” Karl grinned and then hopped off your leg, standing on the carpet. “I’m go’n find Tom” He announced, running into the foyer, his little footsteps thudding onto the floor as he went. “Tom!” He squealed, most likely being lifted into his uncle’s arms.

“So, Miss Shelby, got yourself a pretty dress, have you?” You asked, wrapping an arm around her as you sat closer.

“I have. It’s not Miss Shelby for much longer, you know.” She told you softly, kissing your cheek “Can’t believe we’re actually getting married. Everything with Tommy alright?”

“Everything’s great. He says he’s more than happy to have Karl on our wedding night with Alfie and Charlie” You told her, yawning softly “Wanna go home in a bit and spend the last night together before those Lee’s nick you and get you drunk with Jessie?”

“Jessie will look after me, you know. And I can look after myself. Call me if there are any issues with Karl tomorrow night, but I know you’ll be fine.” Ada hummed, tired herself “I’m fucking knackered”

“I’ll surprised to see you in a white dress with a mouth like that!” You teased, laughing “You have fun, don’t worry about us. But for tonight, I’m cooking us a nice meal and then we can have a nice night together.”

“Ooh, look at you, professional chef” Ada hummed “Seriously, what do you think of the flowers? I was thinking maybe instead of a veil? I’ve never hidden anything from you, and I don’t see why we should start on our wedding day. If you don’t like it though, then we can do a veil. What are you thinking?”

“I think the crown looks absolutely gorgeous on you, you look like a princess” You told her honestly, unable to take your eyes off of your bride. “If you want to wear it to the wedding I’d be more than happy… we need to get Kyle a suit, should we ask your brothers to take him or should I take him when I get my dress?”

“I think the boys have already got theirs… when are you getting your dress?” Ada asked, running a hand through her hair.

“When you’re at that march on monday, me and Karl are going to have a day out doing wedding things. If he’s going to be throwing flower petals with Katie, he should help decide on them. I was thinking white roses, and now you’re in the crown, it does match well”

“Sounds good. I think I can hear Alfie feeding Karl, and by the sounds of his giggles, it’s not healthy food either” Ada bit her lip.

“He’s going to be babysat by him, it’ll do them good to bond. Don’t worry about it, it’s not like he’ll get really ill from a couple of sweets. Doesn’t Alfie hand bake them anyway?”

“He does - I’ve seen the amount of sugar that goes into them, love”

The next Monday rolled around and you, Karl and Tommy were standing in the tailors’. Tommy had wanted a new suit for the wedding, and also wanted to pay for Karl’s. The assistant took Karl’s measurements, and you never kept your eyes off of the boy - anything to cause discomfort towards Karl and you would have the demure woman across the table by her throat. Maybe all those years with Ada had rubbed off on you.

Whilst they took the measurements back to the adjustments room, you let Karl sit on your hip as you walked around, the most of the wedding planning done now. Ada didn’t handle planning as well as you did, but the stress was slowly gnawing at your head. You let your eyes flit over the suits on display and saw a peculiar one - it was on a woman’s mannequin, and it was.. Perfect. Fitted dress trousers, a blouse with buttons three quarters of the way up, with a dark blazer.

“Hey, Tommy” You mumbled, unable to keep your eyes off of the suit as Karl propped his head on your shoulder to look at Tommy “Any idea if this is available? What do you think?” You asked as he came towards you two.

“I can get that for you. Definitely. Just talk to the woman and get her to measure you up, tell her you’re marrying Ada Shelby and that it’s going on Thomas Shelby’s bill. I think it would look great, by the way. Want me to hold Karl whilst you get measured?”

“Thank you, Tommy, but I can pa-”

“-Excuse me, we need another suit, in the style of the one in the glass cabinet that she’s standing by. Yes. After Karl’s is done, then measure her. Put it on my tab” Tommy interrupted you, now speaking to the receptionist, making you grin. So, this was what it felt like to be Thomas Shelby, was it? Rich and never having to want for anything.

You were sure that Tommy Shelby had no idea how rich you felt, though, in the moment that the music began from the organ. You had managed to convince a church to house your wedding, and the sunlight beaming through the stained glass windows was making everything seem ethereal. Your legs began to quake as you looked over the crowd in the pews to see the church doors opening with a flash of white.

There, there Ada was, in her beautiful dress. The dress didn’t matter, though, because her face - oh, my god. You gasped as she caught your eye and the light shone onto her figure, making her dark brown hair glow. The lack of a veil made her able to see you, and when you caught each other’s eyes? You thought you could die of butterflies.

She joined you eventually after Arthur had walked her down the aisle, and took your hands. Only when you saw her up close could you properly admire her - the dress was perfect for her, and the baby’s breath crown she wore made her look angelic. Your whole life was in those eyes.

“You look gorgeous” She told you with a whisper, then looked at Jeremiah, prompting him to start.

“Welcome, family, friends and loved ones. We gather here today to celebrate the wedding of Y/N and Ada . You have come here to share in this formal commitment they make to one another, to offer your love and support to this union, and to allow Y/N and Ada to start their married life together surrounded by the people dearest and most important to them.

So welcome to one and all, who have travelled from near and far. Y/N and Ada thank you for your presence here today and now ask for your blessing, encouragement, and lifelong support for their decision to be married.” Jeremiah began the ceremony, though it was all hazy. The euphoria you were getting from the whole situation was filling your brain like there were moths fluttering about and whispering only her name.

“Will you, Y/N Y/L/N, take Ada Shelby to be your wedded wife, to love and to cherish, to protect and care for?” He asked you, his voice loud in the hall as Karl ran up with the rings securely tied on the cushion he was carrying.

“I do.” You nodded, never more sure of anything in your life, then bent down to thank Karl and take Ada’s ring, ready to slip it on her finger. He gave you his best smile, and it took everything you had not to tell him how well he was doing and kiss his forehead. The little suit looked so good on him.

“Will you, Ada Shelby, take Y/N Y/L/N to be your wedded wife, to love and to cherish, to protect and care for?”

“I do” Ada answered, then did the same, thanking Karl quietly and then offering you her left hand. You slid the ring on her finger and then let her do the same to you, ignoring the voice that told you that you’d wake up soon.

“I pronounce you Wife and Wife, you may now kiss the bride!” Jeremiah announced, cheering along with the rest of the crowd as you pulled Ada in for a kiss as she wrapped her arms around your neck loosely, kissing her like a dying man.

When the kiss ended, you grinned at her “So, Mrs Y/L/N, wanna go have cake and get drunk?” you asked her, receiving a nod and then starting your journey down the aisle. You looked over at Tommy to check that someone was looking after Karl and, thank god, Karl was happily sitting on Alfie’s shoulders.

“Let’s go get fucking hammered, love” Ada gave you a look full of tentative fire and it set you alight too, nearly running down the rest of the aisle to get to the waiting Rolls Royce.

Once you got to the hotel, it was alive with cheers and music - the live band had already started and the boys had no doubt sped there. Ada went off to talk to Jessie for a second, and Tommy took you by the arm subtly, his eyes on the doors.

“Listen - word has got out about you and Ada. Not to the police, or any political arseholes, but if it did you know I would get it so-”

“Thomas if you’re about to tell me that either my grandmother or a deranged family member of Ada’s is going to try and ruin our special day, I will fight them. Or I’ll borrow a gun of yours.” You told him, interrupting him as you watched Ada and Jessie for a second. She was okay. You looked over at Karl. He was with Alfie. He was okay.

“I have a feeling that our dad might show. I didn’t want to tell Ada because she… doesn’t have fond memories of him and I don’t want the thought of him in her head today, but you need to know. You’re Ada’s wife now, even though the law doesn’t say it, you’re Ada’s wife, and you have to look after eachother.” Tommy explained, holding your elbow gently.

“There has never been anything I’d rather do, Thomas. If sending your father six feet under is what I have to do to make sure that she’s safe and happy, I’ll do it. Got it? If you or the boys see him, you tell me, and you make sure that Karl and Ada stay together unless Ada says otherwise and then Karl stays with someone he knows and trusts. Alfie, Polly, Esme, Arthur, Finn, Mi- anyone I would let babysit. Don’t let Karl see blood, don’t keep Ada in the dark if he comes. She deserves to know what’s happening on her wedding day. But for now, Tommy, I’m going to cut the cake with my beautiful wife and son” You told him quietly, smiling as Ada came over to you now with Karl in her arms, Alfie in tow.

“Everyone wants cake” Ada told you, Karl nodding vigorously, “Is everything alright?”

“I was just making sure Tommy would be fine to have Karl until tomorrow lunch - I can’t imagine we’ll be rising early, can you?” You asked her rhetorically “Now, let’s cut that cake! Do we have a cake knife or are we borrowing a peaky cap”

“Cake knife, though Pol doesn’t trust me with it” Ada frowned, making you and Tommy laugh. Karl joined in because he liked laughing.

“I’ve lived with you for quite some time, Ada - I know why. How you haven’t died in the kitchen yet is a mystery to me” You told her with a smirk, walking towards the bar to get the knife from the bartender.

“That’s because you do all the cooking, love” She replied, a pointed finger at your exposed collarbone beneath the open shirt and blazer.

The cake was cut and the party resumed to being loud and bubbly - the band stirred softly, slowing to give a much softer tune. Arthur stepped up to the pedestal with Karl in his arms, gently knocking into the lead singer of the band - a very pretty irish woman called Saoirse.

“Will the brides come together for their first dance” He called, which was yours and Ada’s cue to step into the middle of the empty space the crowd had formed. You extended your hand to her in a proposing gesture.

“May I have this dance, Mrs. Y/LN?” You asked, bowing to her, standing as she took your hand and pulled you closer as the music began.

“You may, Mrs Y/L/N” Ada smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist and beginning to sway.

You danced together, other couples slowly joining you, then Tommy came up to you and Ada - you were half expecting him to take Ada’s hand, but then he looked you in the eyes.

“I need you two to come with me. Everything’s fine” Tommy smiled nervously, then walked away, you and Ada following him into the lobby.

“Where’s Karl, Tommy?” Ada asked, still looking like an angel in her wedding dress as she tightly gripped your hand.

“He’s with Alfie and Poll, don’t worry. We do have a problem, though, because dad’s here. He’s at the gate.” Tommy told you “You wanted me to tell you, and so I did”

“Thank you, Tommy.” You hummed, looking at Ada “Love, you okay? Want to get Michael and Isaiah to h-”

“I’m going to go out there and I’m going to make sure he never fucking comes back.” Ada interrupted you, voice cold “You can either come with me, or you can stay here. I do need your hat, though, Thomas. Or your gun - I know you’ve brought one”

Thomas handed over the hat and the gun quickly - he didn’t comply with many people, but an angry Ada? He did. Quickly. “I’m coming with you. Y/N, Alf-”

“-Looks like we’re all going.” You replied “I’ll use my fists - fitting for our wedding”

“You could be referencing at least two things and both of them Tommy should never know about” Ada told you with a wild grin as you three walked out of the hotel doors, the cold biting your exposed collarbone.

“Oh, here they fuckin come, my beautiful children!” Arthur Shelby Senior roared from his open top car, getting out with open arms but still stopped by the gilded gate.

You felt Ada and Tommy tense beside you and you knew what the man had done to not only Ada, but to the family that had taken you in so eagerly. The red mist began to descend upon you, as it was the Shelby siblings, as the gates opened on Tommy’s command.

Arthur came towards Ada and before she could react, you raced towards him to push him back “You fucking dare touch her” You growled out, feeling Ada and Tommy join you.

“Who the fuck are you, then, eh? Telling me who I can touch, telling me which of my children I can touch” Arthur roared, jabbing a calloused finger at your exposed blouse.

“Get off of my wife!” A high shriek resounded in your ears and Ada had burst forward, getting in between you and her father, walking him into his car “You get back in that fucking car and you leave - you know you’re not welcome here, and you will never be.”

“Wife? My own daughter, a lezzer. Well, got myself to blame for that - was it that bad, Ada?” He bit, now standing with his back brushing the front of the car.

“Right, off ya go, in the fuckin’ car, tha’s enough of tha!” Alfie called, strolling down to meet you, now manhandling Arthur away from the three of you “Now, now, me and you, fella, are gonna have a little talk, yeah, about how we treat people! Because it’s Ada’s fuckin’ weddin’ day, yeah, and we can’t have her upset, can we? An’ I’m assuming no-one would care if you died, so we’re gonna go on a little walk, far from earshot” Alfie was exuding so much confidence that Arthur was struggling to fight back, both verbally and physically.

Physically, Alfie had a hand around his neck and was using it to power him backwards, nearly breaking the man’s windpipe. “Treacle, take Ada and Y/N back, Karl’s with Pol. I’ll come back with an ear or summat”

Ada refused to move as Alfie moved him far away, and Tom sent you a look then left you two alone in the cold of the countryside. You gently walked with her towards a bench so she could sit down, maybe process the information easier.

“Love? Are you okay?” You asked softly, her hand finding yours. “Need to talk? Just need some quiet?”

“He just tried to ruin our wedding, Y/N. I thought they got rid of him entirely” Ada muttered “Didn’t even think of him today”

“It’s alright. He hasn’t ruined our wedding, I’ve still never been happier” You told her with a smile, trying to lighten her mood.

“You shouldn’t have to fight on our wedding day - I shouldn’t have to fight on our wedding day” She protested, looking into your eyes. It was getting close to sunset, and her cheeks were tinged red from tears threatening to fall from her eyes. “I guess even though I’m a Y/L/N now, I’ll always be a Shelby…. Fucking hell, the one day I wanted away from fighting”

“You can’t just run from your heritage, love - your family love you and look how eager they were to protect you. Alfie’s a Solomons, but I consider him a Shelby now. I consider myself a Shelby, to some extension. I’m fine with the fighting, and there will be days without it - remember valentines day?”

“How could I not?” Ada laughed softly, resting her head on your shoulder, taking the crown off and putting it on her lap “Can’t believe he dared to mention what he did…. He didn’t turn me gay. I’m bi, for fucks sake…”

“Don’t have to explain yourself to me, love. I know. I promise you, Ada Y/L/N, I will never let that man anywhere near you or our little family again.” You told her, ears perking up at the sound of a familiar low grumble.

“ ‘eya, he was a proper piece of work - I was jokin’ about the ear, right, but you Shelbies are fuckin’ insane” Alfie told you two, holding out an ear on his palm “Take it or leave it - I’ll throw it in the hedge otherwise.”

“Chuck it in the hedge, Alf.” Ada told him with a hum, quickly wiping the fallen tears from the tops of her cheekbones. “Not a big fan of severed body parts - maybe feed it Cyril?”

“Ay, e’d like that. Listen, your father’s a fuckin’ nothin’. Don’ let him ruin your big day, yeah. Get in there, get drunk, and then have a nice night together without kids, yeah? What’s Karl allergic to? Just so I know for breakfast”

“Nothing” You told him honestly, just wishing the well meaning bear of a man to leave you be. Ada hadn’t gone into panic, like one of her nightmares or flashbacks, but still she was upset and hurt.

Alfie got the message and trundled off back inside to meet Tommy, and Ada looked at you “You know I love you, right? You’re the love of my life. Can’t imagine anyone else by my side”

“I love you too, Ada. I’d do anything for you, you know. Anything.” You told her “I love you, I love our little family. I don’t mind the fighting, alright? I’ll be happy as long as I have you”

“Let’s get back inside, then, eh? Celebrate just how much I love you” Ada smiled, standing up and putting her crown on “Alfie is going to spoil our kid, you know. He’s going to come back looking like a beach ball”

“Oh, good. Deserves a treat” You grinned “A bit of sugar won’t hurt him, you know”

“Oh, shush.” Ada chuckled, leading you back inside. You just hoped she was really as happy as she was appearing to be.

Once you were back in the room, you were greeted by Karl, instantly clinging onto your hip and kissing your cheek with an icing smeared mouth and nose. Tommy noticed you were back in the room and raised a glass to you and Ada, making the room explode in noise and cheers.

The night got quieter and quieter as everyone started to go to their rooms, until you, Ada, Tommy and Alfie were the only ones left at a table, Karl asleep on your lap.

“Still surprised you’ve gone all domestic, Ada” Tommy grinned “I remember when you were at school, and you bit Mr. Hastings’ finger off for daring to tell you off and wave his finger in your face.”

“Told me that proper housewives didn’t fight” Ada chuckled, gently undoing Karl’s waistcoat so he could breathe easier “Little did he know, eh?”

“I met you when you were fighting a police officer, it’s not like you’ve changed much… I think Karl will turn into a fighter like his mum” You hummed, taking a sip of your drink.

“God help us all - It’s the eyes” Alfie commented with a chuckle “Let me know if ya want me to take him, bless ‘im.”

“Will do, thanks Alf. Where’s Charlie?”

“Staying with Lizzie - decided that a late night probably wasn’t good for the tyke, and he wanted to see his sister” Tommy replied.

“What’s Charlie like with Ruby?” Ada asked, another child having been on her mind for a while now. She wanted a babe that had your DNA as well, though it was literally impossible.

“Loves his sister - pretty much the same as we were, but cleaner” Tommy chuckled “Why’d you ask?”

“No reason. You ready to head to bed yet, love?” Ada asked, her eyes growing weary.

“Yeah, let’s head up.” You nodded, kissing Karl’s forehead and then gently handing him to Alfie, ascending up the hotel stairs with Ada, holding her hand as you went. Finally, you were married, in the eyes of your families, which meant that the law didn’t matter that much at all.

#peaky blinder headcanon #peaky blinder #peaky blinders oneshot #Peaky Blinders #peaky blinders imagine #Ada Shelby #ada thorne imagine #ada shelby imagine #ada x fem reader #wlw #you're a queen #lgbt #letsbegay #thank you twistedrunes for encouraging this piece #and to maddie #old writing

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thasmin13 · 2 years ago

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Here is chapter 2 of my fanfic

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The Doctor and Yaz entered the TARDIS again, Yaz closing the door behind them. "So, where are we off to?" She asked, not caring that much anymore about being tired, all she cared about at the moment was being with The Doctor. "Well I was thinking...." The blonde said, typing the memorised coorordinated in to the TARDIS. "No name, a symbol though. Closest word to it is, wait running it through the TARDIS's data banks, is unknown paradise." She said looking at the screen.

"Cool." Yaz replied. "Sounds like somewhere we can relax." The Doctor walked down the console room to Yaz. "Yeah." She said quietly. She really wanted to turn around and runaway but knew that she had no choice now and whatever it was that Dan and the TARDIS had planned, she was gonna have to face whether she liked it or not. She took a quiet deep breath as Yaz opened the door.

Dan was right, it was beautiful. From the door, they had the prettiest view of a field of bright green grass and all sorts of colourful flowers which lined it. When Yaz looked up, she saw a big blue sun hanging against the red sky. Bright silver dots where already visible up above. "Looks like a passion planet." The Doctor said before she could stop herself.

She looked round to see Yaz's confussed face. "A rare planet which is only visible to two people who love eachother, there are only three in the whole unvierse, the purpose of them is to serve as the perfect date destination for the couple, but the trick is..." She explained walking around sonicing the air, trying to avoid eye contact with Yaz. "The two people have to love eachother, and it has to be true, they can't fake it. The planet must be covered in psychic scanners. Yep the sonic agrees." She reported. They both just stood there in difficult silence. "Well" Yaz sighed. "Two best friends can still stay, can't they?" She asked. The Doctor returned her sad smile. "Don't see why not, doesn't look like there is anything here to stop us anyway."

Then out of nowhere, a blanket appeared and out of thin air, several baskets gently landed on the blue quilt. "Picnic?" Yaz asked confussed. "That must be the planet right?" The Doctor approached it cautiously. She then took out her sonic and scanned it. "Yeah, must have been able to tell we were considering staying. The sonic says it's safe to eat so we can stay if you want." The Doctor said to Yaz whose expression was unreadable, like she was thinking. Then she broke out into a huge smile. This is it, she thought, she had been waiting for this oppurtunity for...forever, since she first fell in love with the alien so many years ago, until now.

She then calmed down and said, "Only if you want to." The Doctor smiled at Yaz and sat down on the picnic blanket. Yaz sat down opposite her.

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Several hours later, The Doctor and Yaz where still in the same part of the universe, on the same planet and they were both still on the same blanket. Except two things had changed; two of the three baskets where empty and Yaz and The Doctor were lying down beside eachother, looking up at the stars, their tummies full of food and butterflies of happiness. They had been talking the whole time, about their past adventures together, and about the other people they had met on their travels.

"...And then he kept calling me "Mrs Doctor" and I had to keep remindng him that it's just "Doctor", but would he listen, no. He kept flirting with me aswell." The Doctor told Yaz, smirking. Yaz sniggered, which caused The Doctor to snigger and soon enough the pair of them were laughing so hard that their tummies threatened to rip open. "OK, if I laugh anymore, I think that I may have to regenerate." The Doctor joked, as the pair tried to stop giggling after 10 minutes of uncontrolable laughter.

"Same." Yaz repeated, her cheeks hurting from laughing so much, not really taking in the fact that The Doctor had mentioned regeneration.

She then turned her head so she was looking at The Doctor. "But seriously, he was probably just really surprised to hear that you weren't married." The Doctor turned her head so they were looking into each others eyes, both of them no longer laughing. "I mean....I would be too, if it were me, because in my opinion...I think you are far too pretty, smart and way to amazing to be single." She admitted, searching The Doctor's face to see how she would react.

The Doctor stayed quiet then simply stated returning her gaze to the sky, "I'm not single." Yaz frowned in confussion and panic. "What? How? Since when?" She quizzed quickly, her heart racing madly. She knew The Doctor had had a wife, playing their conversation back in her head, she remembered the blonde saying "It was a long time ago, I was a different man back then." So surely that meant that something had happened to her, maybe she died, it sounded like The Doctor hadn't seen her in ages.

The Doctor chuckled and gently elbowed Yaz, "I've got you, haven't I?" She said. Yaz stared at The Doctor, trying to decide if what she had just said was a dream or not. She smiled, deciding that she didn't care if it was real or not, because as long as she and The Doctor where together, it was always going to be good enough for right there and then.

"Yeah," was all Yaz could manage. The Doctor and Yaz stared at eachother dreamily, their faces getting slowly closer to eachother's. The Doctor gazed into her crush's dark brown big eyes, knowing she was so lucky to have Yaz, knowing that she was going to cherish every moment she had with her from now on.

Yaz could feel The Doctor's soft hot breath on her face. She smiled as it tickled her, even the feel off her breath on her cheeks was amazing. Their lips were cms away from eachother when The Doctor stopped moving forward. Yaz searched her face, concerned, then The Doctor suddenly pulled away and sat up. "Come on, we're not done yet, one more basket still to finish." She claimed, while reaching for the red holder. Dan had wrote on the other side of the piece of paper to leave that particular basket until last.

Yaz watched The Doctor sadly, but tried to hide it. She sat up, copying The Doctor who then placed the red box infront of them. "You can open it." She said to Yaz, thinking that what ever was in there was probably for her.

Yaz reached out and gently lifted the lid. She gasped. "Oh no you didn't. How did you know I loved these?!" She exclaimed, lifting out a bowl of strawberries that were covered in nutella. "Well, the planet does have psychic scanners so-" "But it says they're from you." She lifted up a piece of paper with The Doctor's name on it.

Must've been Dan, The Doctor thought. This must be apart of his, and the TARDIS's, plan to make the perfect romantic setting for Yaz and her. "Yeah, I thought you'd like them, but I forget, what are they?" She asked Yaz who looked up at The Doctor with a shocked expression on her face. "You seriously don't know what these are?" The Doctor shoke her head. "Really?" Yaz asked astonished. "Right, you have to try one before we leave this planet." She said picking one up.

She held it up so The Doctor could take a bite out of it. Yaz fingers trembled slightly as she was scared that The Doctor would not take it, because she was holding it.

The Doctor looked at the strawberry then Yaz, unsure if she should or not, but this was their first official date (except from the one underwater) and she had to try for Yaz. And it's not like she didn't want to or anything, she had just never done anything like this with anyone before, but thats how much she loves Yaz. As she knew, from many experiences, new is scary and terrifying to say the least, but it was always worth it in the end, espicially if Yaz had anything to do with it.

The timelord smiled at Yaz and took a bite out of the nutella covered strawberry, making Yaz smile with relief. She sat back and put her hand over her mouth. "You like it don't you?" Yaz asked. The Doctor couldn't reply with words, her mouth was full of goodness, paradise, heaven. She nodded enthuastically. "Your welcome." Yaz said lying back down to look at the stars.

"Hey, you haven't had one yet." The Doctor said when she had finished the strawberry. Yaz sat up and watched The Doctor as she picked the most chocolate covered one out of the small pile.

Yaz sat up again as The Doctor lifted a strawberry and held it up for Yaz. Yaz smiled, she was delighted that The Doctor actually did bite out of her one when she was holding it but was even more shocked, in a good way, that she was now doing it to her. She smiled at the strawberry then at The Doctor. She leaned forward and took a bite out of the chocolate covered strawberry, letting the overwhelming deliciouness of the chocolate delight her taste buds. "Hmm!"

Yaz looked up after finishing her strawberry, noticing the blonde was staring at her. She then seen a rare glow in her eyes that she hadn't seen before. The glow continued as they continued to stare at eachother. Yaz sat up slowly, turning her body around gently to face The Doctor's so she could look at her properly. She knew something had changed, it had suddenly gone quiet and the breeze that had been gently blowing the whole time had dissapeared. This was the planet's way of saying, "I've done my bit, now you need to do yours."

Yaz looked into The Doctor's eyes, her heart thumping hard. The Doctor's own hearts were thumping hard, harder than ever, the fact that there were two of them made it even more distracting. She looked into Yaz's eyes, already having decided what she was going to do, how it was going to to go. She took a deep breath, finally ready to commit to it, and like Dan said, she stopped worrying, even if it was just for now, she stopped thinking about the future and threating about what might happen, because even if the worst was going to happen, she may aswell make every moment she had left with Yaz perfect, she didn't want either of them to leave with any regrets about what they didn't do, that they could've done, that feeling, that dread and regret being the next worst thing, but not quite beating the feeling of undescribable and unbearable saddness the pair of them will have to experience when they part ways, however that may happen.

The Doctor gazed at Yaz, noticing how awkard it was getting, if she was going to make anything happen she'd have to do it now before it was too late.

"Oh, you've got a bit of..." The Doctor mimed pointing to the side of her own mouth. Yaz loooked away embarrased. She lifted her hand and felt around one side of her mouth. "No, other side, here I'll get it." The Doctor said gently.

The Doctor put her hands in her pockets, resuracing with a blue embroidered hackie the colout of The Doctor's t-shirt. She lifted it to Yaz's face and gently wiped at the side of her mouth. Yaz closed her eyes as she let The Doctor clean the chocolate away, the soft fabric relaxing her. She then felt it leave her skin then nothing. She kept her eyes closed for another few seconds then, unsure of what had happened, was about to open them, worried The Doctor had desserted her, but then she felt something soft and light gently press against her lips, afew seconds later leaving again. She opened her eyes to The Doctor who was wearing an expression of uncertainty

Yaz smiled, reassuring The Doctor that it was OK. The Doctor smiled back at her, flooded with relief. She leaned in and kissed Yaz, this time while she was looking. Yaz kissed her back passionately, loving every moment. Yaz lifted her hand and wrapped it around one of The Doctor's braces, helping her to sustain the passion of the kiss.

They then pulled away for air, beaming at eachother. The gentle breeze had returned without either of them noticing it, and the soothing music filled the air once again.

Here is the first chapter of my thasmin fanfic. (The one that I took the lines from.)

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Dan, Yaz and The Doctor had been on loads adventures since saving the world from being flodded by sea devils. From having a sleepover in a world where it rained marshmallows every night to getting sun burnt on the universe's hostest planet.

They were all tired, and had ran out of ideas for places to go. It had seemed like they had visitied every planet in the universe, it had certainly felt that way.

"So, where do you want to go? We can't just hang around the TARDIS all day." The Doctor exclaimed to the two humans who looked like they weren't bothered to do anything. The Doctor understood how they felt, for she herself was exhausted but knew that they would regret it if they stayed in bed all day. "Come on, there must be somewhere yous want to go." The Doctor encouraged.

They both stood there, looking like they were going to fall asleep, again. Dan's eyes then suddenly widened. "Actually, can we go to Earth, I have been meaning to visit me mum and dad, they must think I'm dead by now." He offered. "Yeah, yes great idea, Dan. She tuned to face Yaz. "Will I drop you off home aswell?" She asked. "It's OK, I don't mind. I'll be back for, say...tomorrow afternoon?" She assured the human who looked like she was about to protest.

"It's OK. I want to stay, plus I am pretty sure it is summer on Earth right now and my family will be on holiday and I also told them last week on the phone that I was in the middle of a police thing so they aren't expecting to hear from me let alone see me for another week, so there is no point in me going." She replied. The Doctor smiled at her, relived that she wouldn't be alone then quickly looked back at Dan. "Right lets go." She walked over to the lever. "Actually, can I talk to you first Doctor?" Dan requested, as she followed him out of the console room.

"What's up?" She asked.

"Can you do a favor for me? Well, it isn't for me, but anyway, can you take Yaz here, after you leave me home, if you haven't got any plans." The Doctor looked at Dan curiously. He took out a slip of paper with numbers on it. The Doctor took it out of his hand and looked at it. "Where is it?" She asked him. "A planet that is deserted, but I don't know why because it is absolutely gorgeous." He lowered his voice so it was a quite whisper. "And it is the perfect place for a date." The Doctor looked up at him, not knowing how to react. She looked back down at the paper in thought. "Oh and don't worry, me and the TARDIS worked together. She made sure to pick a safe planet." The Doctor stayed silent, still thinking. "Doctor, it's obvious how much you two want each other, just do it and stop worrying about it and over thinking it. You don't have to do it, obviously, but I promise if you do, you wouldn't regret it. I promise." He reassured gently.

The Doctor looked up into Dan's eyes. "Thank you, Dan." She said putting her hand on his shoulder. "I'm glad you joined team TARDIS." "Your welcome, you two were made for each other." He claimed. The Doctor smiled at Dan. "Come on, lets get you home."

The two of them walked back into the console, Dan joining Yaz on the steps. "Earth here we come." The Doctor pulled the lever and the TARDIS took off and landed soon after. The three of them walked out of the blue box onto Dan's street. "Wow" Yaz said "It feels like ages since we've been here." She enjoyed the feeling of breathing in her planet's own oxygen again. "Yeah, you're right Sheffield, it does." Dan agreed walking up to his house. "See you here tomorrow afternoon?" The Doctor checked. "Yep, see ya." He confirmed and went into his house.

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Second chapter coming soon, depending on how well this one goes down lol.

#thasmin #doctor who #jodie whittaker #thirteen x yaz #13th doctor #mandip gill #my thasmin fanfic #my writing #hope u like it #thasmin fanfic

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howtodrawyourdragon · 7 years ago

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Deranged

Summary: Dagur has never been the same since Heather's disappearance. So how can this little boy change anything? Basically a "why Dagur could be so obsessed with Hiccup" fic.

Author’s Notes: I figured, since I have yet to upload any actual art yet, I might aswell upload some fanfiction.

This was originally uploaded to my account on FF.Net and Ao3.

Innocent. Every child is born innocent. That is what they all say, what everyone believes. Children aren't capable of bad things. They don't know what is wrong and what is right, it is the job of parents and mentors to teach them the difference. Bad deeds or unruly behaviour are then almost always blamed on those who raise them, especially the mother, and only sometimes on the life one has lead thus far. Not many realize that, sometimes, but not too often, a babe is simply born different. A fact not a lot of people are willing to face. Even when the blatantly obvious is staring them right in the eye. Sometimes a child isn't born as innocent as they once thought. And when the day comes that they snap, it is all too often over for them. Such was the case with the young Dagur the Deranged. Born in the remarkably peaceful Berserker tribe, the boy was the son of Chief Oswald the Agreeable and his wife, Helga the Fair. Both were caring and nurturing parents, who only had eyes for what was best for him. He was their heir, their son, the apple of their eye. He had his mother's bright red hair and his father's lively green eyes, a healthy babe born with promise in his future. He was their pride, their joy. Dagur wasn't spoiled rotten, but not much was he denied either. He lived the life any heir should. With every opportunity in life laid out before him, all the food and pleasure a child could want, hearing about the grand history of their blood soaked past from tutors and soldiers. He was an only child, born into a life of wealth with all he could ever want and two parents who loved him more than life itself. The day came all too soon when his little sister came. A small baby they named Heather. She took after their father the most with her raven black hair and bright green eyes. Besides their mother's nose, she was the spitting image of their father. Oswald and Helga were delighted to have a daughter and could imagine how close their two children would become. If something were to happen to them, Dagur and Heather would at least have eachother. Through thick and thing, family was important to any Berserker, both by blood and by heart. As a baby and later as a toddler, their little girl naturally demanded a little bit more attention than her four year older brother, particularly from their mother. Dagur didn't mind. Dagur wasn't a jealous child. He wasn't all that troubled either. In fact, he seemed to relish in his role as big brother to little sister Heather. So he can't quite explain why he did it. Why he looked at the cradle with the sleeping girl inside and decided to send it afloat across the sea. What egged him on? What gave him the urge to do it? There was honestly no rhyme or reason. No one told him to do it, no one threatened him, or forced him to do anything he didn't want to do. He just did it. With one push it was done. Heather was gone and she never even cried. She would wake up sometime later and come to realize that she was completely alone in the middle of the ocean, her parents and her home gone. Dagur watched his only little sister drift away knowing just this, taken by the waves of the ocean, and one single thought ran through his mind the further away she got. What kind of a big brother was he?

Life had never quite been the same for the Berserker chief and his family after little Heather's sudden and unexplained disappearance. Poor Helga the Fair's heart was broken beyond repair ever since that dreadful day when she lost her youngest child and some even claim that was the reason she eventually passed away. From a broken heart torn apart by loss. Chief Oswald grew overprotective of Dagur from then on and never again faced a single new day with a genuine smile. After the loss of his daughter and wife all in the span of just one year, something broke inside the man, much like with the love of his life, though he remained a good leader to his people and the best father he could be to his one remaining child. Something had snapped within young Dagur that day too. Through his inexcusable actions, the young child's mind and heart were in pieces and there was no one who could help him put them back together again. There was nothing to be done. Nothing that could be said. Confessions that he was the one who send Heather away went completely ignored too. Nothing he said could make his father believe he was the cause for all their misery, the reason why his mother and sister were no longer with them. It only served to keep the guilt eating away at him. Dagur was the reason his sister was dead. He had send the defenseless little thing afloat in her tiny cradle with his own two hands. It was because of his actions that his mother never stopped crying herself to sleep every night or locked herself away in their home to never again face the light of day now that her heart was a shattered mess. What made his father come home to an empty and cold house was all his fault. He was just a young boy of only six or seven years old and already carried such a large burden of guilt for actions he couldn't come to understand by himself. Just like the rest of his family, Dagur was never the same. There was a burning hole where his painfully throbbing heart used to be and where his still developing mind was now crumbling to. He was a bad child. He knew so for certain.

Four years later, the incident was all but forgotten. The pain he had caused had not numbed even a little bit. His heart ached and his mind had grown rampant mulling over that day time and again with his every waking moment. How it was his fault that his family would never again be complete is something that will haunt him for the rest of his life. The boy was rotting from the inside. He felt like he was. But one visit to Berk, the first one he had ever gone on, might put together that which was ripped apart. That was when the ten year old Berserker heir was introduced to the six year old heir of the Haddock family. Dagur looked at the young boy his father had introduced as Hiccup, who was still stubbornly seeking safety behind his giant of a father, with a look of wild curiosity and wondered if Heather would be this small now. They did look like they were of the same age. They had been formally introduced to one another by their fathers, as was customary for heirs for the first and every time they met. Their fathers were good friends and loyal allies. They hoped their sons would mean the same for eachother. It would be good for both The Hairy Hooligans and the Berserkers. "Come on, Hiccup, don't be stubborn. Chief Oswald and I have important matters to discuss and treaties to signs. Go play with Dagur." Chief Stoick, a man larger than life, shoved the boy forward with utter ease. It was much to this Hiccup's dismay and no amount of strength put into those tiny heels digging in the dirt could stop the little boy from facing Dagur directly. His lips were pursed in a nervous pout and he stared at the older youth with the look a cornered animal would wear. One Dagur quite enjoyed. There was such fright to be seen on his chubby and freckled face. But above all, beneath that voluminous mess of browns, a pair of very green eyes were looking back at him and the older child wondered silently if his sister's eyes had been this green too. They were very similar. So much so, in fact, that something once again changed within the Berserker heir. For once in his life since Heather's mysterious disappearance, Dagur felt the hole in his heart fill up. Four years of relentless agony and unanswered questions, one young boy made it all go away. And all he needed to have were those familiar lively green eyes. "Come with me, Hiccup! I have to show you something!" Grabbing Hiccup's much smaller hand and dragging him away from the two conversing chiefs despites his protests and calls for his father, Dagur felt like a big brother all over again. He would not let this one go.

#httyd #how to train your dragon #fanfiction #dagur #hiccup #dagur the deranged #hiccup haddock #angst #family #drama #riders of berk #defenders of berk #rtte #rob #dob #race to the edge

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pinktatertots99 · 7 years ago

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ménage a trois - nanbaka fic

inspired by this post (cause I have nothing stopping me). anyways, human kaguya au (also a honeyxkaguyaxtrois fic cause fuck yeah!)

rated: M/E (sex basically. also threesome. and language cause duh.)

synops: ready for an evening in kaguya's night was about to change with an invitation from an old friend, and an event she'd never forget.

kaguya's eyes widened as she looked up at the exquisite mansion looming over her. the fanciful architecture taking her breath away before feeling a hand on her shoulder.

"don't waste your excitement just yet." she looked to see trois, an old...friend so to say she'd known since high school, giving her an entertained look from her reaction. "save it for inside. there'll be much to be excited over in there."

she then followed him as they made their way to the front doors. honestly when he brought up the invitation to this event kaguya's interest got the better of her as she accepted it quickly. only because his visit was limited and it was just nice to go out once in a while. no other reason whatsoever, well, that's what she distracted herself with atleast.

dressed in her strapless and backless gown, along with a matching black satin mask she waited as trois slipped the invitation to the small slot in one of the doors. in about a minute the double doors opened as kaguya's gaze was met with the eye astonishing inside of the party, along with so many guests dressed in similar formal attire...and some not so dressed up as much. as in halfway dressed.

as they strode around however she noticed something peculiar about this setting. for one thing half the guests seemed disheveled, especially ones coming from upstairs. not to mention very obvious public displays and she spotted atleast three couples making out animalistically while no one batted an eye...even some couples that were doing more then making out no one seemed to give a care.

she tugged on trois's sleeve. "trois." she started. "this event..."

"hm? it's lovely isn't it?"

"what's with all of this though?" she asked, motioning to some of the people and couples around. trois hummed before seeming to come to a realization. "oh right. I guess you wouldn'tve known would you?"

"know what?"

he leaned down a bit smirking. "this party's called a ménage a trois. you know what that is, right?"

"right it's-" kaguya paused as her eyes widened at not only the meaning but also at what trois was getting at on what kind of party this was. with also the smallest question on why exactly he decided to take HER to such an event. he smiled as he took her hand. "let me show you around."

he then proceeded to showing her around. apparently these parties were a monthly occurrence and he'd gotten the invite from one of the regulars to these occasions. how exactly? well, that information was apparently classified, along with any other pressing questions kaguya had. the less questions the better.

making it upstairs it had a few open rooms while the hallways were littered with doors to private rooms. before continuing any further the French man was pulled away from kaguya by a small group of people. "go and mingle i'll catch up later." he said as he started to leave. now she was a bit lost on what to do exactly, considering no one's tickled any fancy for her kaguya decided to take this bit of time to the landing. bending over on the railing she sighed. this wasn't the kind of evening she was expecting she thought. although, she wasn't really complaining about it either. though maybe it was due to the fact she didn't know how exactly to react to this.

"ah, what a lovely sight."

she looked to her right and stood up a bit. standing near her was a man about her age group, wearing a formal dark purple suit with a matching purple mask that complimented his eye catching green eyes, which were sideglancing her in a way that made her a bit flustered. he seemed to have noticed it as well as his smirk got wider as he strided towards her.

"only once in a blue moon does one find a new sight to behold~." he flirted, taking her gloved hand and kissing it. to say she was taken aback was an understatement really. something about him stuck with her though, his suave and flirtatious aura got to her in some way despite being smart enough to look through it. maybe it was the interest that was enticing her more into his web.

"how about we get to know eachother?~" he asked. kaguya thought it over and nodded, deciding that this could be something to fix the boredom. wrapping around his arm the two walked off to one of the hallway doors, checking the doorknob till one turned unlocked.

walking inside kaguya looked around the small room. despite it's size it was rather fancy, the bed was wide and next to it was a nightstand with a wine bottle and glasses, which the luxurious gentleman took quickly, popping it off and pouring two glasses for them as he sat on the bed, holding a glass out for her.

"your definitely new here." he said as kaguya took the drink, taking a seat next to him. "there's always new faces here, and yet it's always nice finding a unique one."

"guess if I'm new here then you've been to these more often." kaguya replied, taking a sip of wine. "mmm, a regular if you will." he replied, taking a sip of wine aswell. "so, how's your first time here going?"

kaguya seemed unsure of how to respond. "honestly...I'm not even sure what to feel." she decided to reply with. "I mean, I'm just NOW finding out what this whole thing is and even now my head's buzzing and it's not from the wine."

the man hummed in reply. "well, you have a regular sitting next to you. I have basically any answer you need."

kaguya looked at him relieved for someone to answer her questions. "alright, well then firstly what's your name?"

there was a short pause before he replied. "honey."

"...honey?"

"yes dear?~"

kaguya rolled her eyes, snirking a bit at the obvious pun. "so this is a nickname only kind of event?"

"only for some. just first names are enough though." he answered. kaguya stirred the bit of wine her glass, mulling over what her next question should be. "so, this event. does it give people the option to have affa-" she was cut off by honey's finger on her lips. "I'm afraid, some questions I can't answer." he replied, his tone more serious then before.

she took his finger off her lips. "so, there a Mrs. honey?"

"do these fingers have any ring marks?" he asked back, holding out all ten fingers, none of which had any ring or mark. she inspected them a bit. "guess not."

"mind if I take a spin on some questions?" honey asked. kaguya nodded. "lovely. now, what name should I call you by?"

"kaguya."

honey sighed. "just as lovely as you~."

kaguya looked away, blushing lightly. "your just full of charm aren't you?"

"it's how I came into this world." he replied suavely. "anyways, tell me about yourself."

kaguya raised a brow. "I thought first names were just enough?"

"this is a private meeting. whatever's said here we don't talk about out there. just simplify it if you want."

kaguya hummed to herself. "I'm majoring in the scientific field."

"oh?"

"though I side job as a nurse for my father."

"nurse huh?~"

kaguya smirked. "I figured that'd interest you."

"I'm just interested in general."

"you sure jumped a bit at the nurse part."

"what can I say? I love a woman in uniform~." he sighed dreamily. "or in nothing at all, whichever."

she rolled her eyes at him, something inside starting to spark. "so, is there anything about you I can know?"

honey sighed putting his empty glass back on the nightstand. "bartender. I can make a lovely tequila."

"oh?" she replied, taking a last sip of her wine. "think you could make one up for me sometime?~"

"hmm, with a nice tip perhaps~." he hummed, leaning forward towards her. kaguya smirked, leaning away a bit to tease him.

"sure there's no other way?~"

"there's always a way~." he purred, reaching a hand out to grab her face as he leaned further in to kiss her. both falling onto the bed as their tongues danced to the sensual beat. kaguya's hands petting his face whereas honey's seemed to wander all over her body, seeming to find her lower assets more enticing.

breaking away the two panted as their visions became clouded with lust. "...would that...suffice as a nice tip?~"

honey hummed to himself as he analyzed her body, rubbing the sides of it up. "maybe...although, a bit extra..." kaguya then sat up, giving him a short chaste kiss. "I don't mind~." pushing him down she started making out with him again, the two rolling around, touching and massaging eachother. as they started to undress they barely noticed the creek of the door opening.

"my my, guess you've really warmed up to this whole thing huh?~"

kaguya froze as she looked up to see trois at the front door, watching them with a coy look. "I did say I would catch up, didn't I?"

honey scoffed at him as he rose up. "can't you wait?" kaguya looked at him confused. did he...know him?

"but I've waited long enough apparently." trois replied, closing the door and locking it. "besides you love me being around don't you?~"

"your always hogging the moment though." he replied, arrows starting to come out of his head. "anyways how the hell did you even know?"

"word gets around when the oh so handsome honey takes in one of the new girls." he answered, taking a seat. "anyways I can share."

"tch. like last time?"

"I made up for it gradually. after all YOU didn't complain about it~."

sitting up kaguya watched the two of them before jumping into the conversation. "you two, know each other?"

"unfortunately." honey scoffed.

"we're friendly rivals." trois replied. "course, 'friendly' is a bit of a loose term so to say."

"don't pride yourself."

"how can I not after making you mewl like a cat-"

"shut up!"

now things were starting to become clear to kaguya as she continued to watch them. "anyways," she then felt trois hold her arm. "mind if I join?~"

"wait your turn." honey replied quickly, holding kaguya's other arm. trois pouted. "daaw but I've been patient enough."

"you can wait."

"just a little taste?"

"no."

"honey your just no fair."

"hold it." kaguya interrupted the two's bickering. "why even bicker about this? this whole party IS for fun times isn't it?"

"of course it is. honey just likes to bicker."

"do not!"

"see?"

"well then we can improvise." kaguya intervened. looking to trois. "after all, you DID call this event a ménage a trois, right?~ why not live up to the name?~"

both stared wide eyed before smirking down at her. "my, definitely a change from last time we re-met." trois mentioned leaning into her. he looked up to honey. "what spell did you put on her?"

"a glass of wine and nothing more." he replied, tipping kaguya's chin up towards him. kissing her lightly trois took the advantage to kiss up her arm and towards her neck, sending her shivers as he French kissed it. honey soon joined him in tasting along her luscious neck, both leaving red marks here and there and causing her to shiver and bite her lips.

"don't tell me..." she panted. "you two...are competing are you?"

both their actions slowed a bit. "old habits." honey murmured as he lifted his head up, a hand ghosting over her thigh. trois similarly detached himself from her neck, his hands snaking around her waist, close to her chest. she sighed as she petted their cheeks as they subtly groped her assets.

she huffed out a breath feeling trois's teeth nip at her earlobe lightly as honey kissed her cheeks, the two luring her more to lay on the satin sheets. she sighed as the two situated themselves, trois laying next to her, groping her chest as honey situated himself ontop of her, taking her in for another kiss. feeling his tongue protrude she complied opening her own mouth, letting him inside.

"mmm, is he still as sloppy as ever?" trois asked. honey leaned up glaring at him as the French man turned kaguya's face to his, passionately French kissing her. honey huffed as the two kissed hungrily till they came up for air. "better?~" trois asked. honey growled, reaching out and gripping the other's tie in his hand to pull him up and kiss him, their tongues ghosting into the other's mouth hungrily till they pulled away.

"so, how sloppy was that?" honey asked aggressively. trois hummed to himself. "I suppose you've been improving. but it takes a true Frenchman to do a French kiss wonders." he teased as honey let go of his tie, pushing him away lightly. "with that attitude of yours you can just wait then."

"why of course. after all ladies first~." he replied as kaguya sat up slightly to meet his lips, pulling him off guard as their tongues danced together. honey took to kissing the back of her neck, trailing down the visible back that her dressed showed. finding the zipper he grinned as he started to unzip it down further.

feeling her dress loosen kaguya instinctively started to shimmy the top off, her breasts bouncing out visibly towards trois. he looked to them starved and started to grope them, rubbing over the nipples as kaguya sighed. "such a shame though you couldn't wear a cute bra underneath." he sighed mournfully.

"maybe next time." kaguya sighed, her arms leaning back to hold around honey's neck as the other played with her chest. "if that's the case, I wonder what's down here~." honey purred as he lowered the dress more, revealing a bit of purple and pink striped panties. "ah, what a lovely surprise~."

"honey's a bigger perv then I my dear~." trois teased as the other clicked his tongue. "sue me for appreciating the finer wines." he replied, moving to where kaguya had to unlock her arms around his neck, locking them instead around trois's as the other took a small trip down, removing the rest of her satin dress.

separating her legs with ease he raised them up a bit, kissing her inner thighs to make her shiver. eyeing her clothed flower he seemed to almost be salivating, moving forward till he felt her light pink foot tap his shoulder. "don't think I'm that loose to let you comply with your...interest." she stated.

he sighed dejectedly as his hands reached to her panties band. "too bad. perhaps next time i'll have to catch you in a looser mood to let me~." he purred as he pulled them down, leaning closer to kiss her folds.

kaguya sighed contently as she leaned back a bit into trois, who was currently occupied with kissing the back of her neck and toying with her nipples. "oi." honey spoke up, eyeing the mint and blonde headed male. "stop trying to cover my tracks."

"hmm, but purple just isn't her style~." the other teased. honey 'tch'd as he went back down on her, kissing and licking her sickingly sweet folds. it was heaven for the girl, the pleasure mixed into the two gents minor competition with the other was the perfect mix for her pleasure.

feeling honey's tongue then enter her, wiggling inside had her gasp in surprise before moaning out. on top of trois's hand then trailing down and tapping her clit had her in pure ecstasy. she breathed heavily as they quickened their actions.

"h...h..." she huffed before pulling herself out of trois's grip. "hold it." she sighed out, causing honey to stop and look up to her. after catching her breath she continued. "I'm here for more then just an eat out you know." she smirked, pulling their faces closer to hers with just the smallest movement of her hands moving them forward. "you two are quiet competitive. why not put it to a better use?~"

both stared at her wide eyed before honey grinned, raising himself up. "and you say she's not even like this?"

"not even in the slightest." trois replied, moving them onto the bed more as honey got on it. "I think she's a double~. the kaguya I brought here rarely acted so rash~."

honestly kaguya herself didn't even know how this complete one-eighty in her personality happened. maybe it was the atmosphere, the way everyone was so freely induced to sex with no guilt that brought her out a bit, maybe it was the fact she was sharing a bed with two narcissistic but handsome bastards, or maybe she could blame it on the wine, either way she loved this new energy coursing through her as she laid near the bedframe.

"only real question though is whose going first?" honey commented. "unless you can take two~."

"obviously I'M going first." trois replied before honey put a hand on his shoulder. "and what makes YOU think YOUR going first?"

"you had your fun and it's MY turn."

"she's YOUR plus one, have her after you leave or something. i'll only get this chance once a month."

both then looked towards kaguya for a response. somehow she could feel her face warm up more and her façade fading a bit on the decision making. "guess...it makes sense for honey to...go first."

honey gave a victorious smirk as trois pouted and sighed. "fine then. but save some energy for me." he replied as he moved away a bit, who he was referring to neither knew but had an idea it was both as honey got down to business undressing himself. once he took off his suit coat she sat up, gripping the other's collar kissing him fiercely as she helped unbutton his shirt, hands roaming down his chest.

pulling him back down with her the two were too lust driven to do much else except kiss and roam their hands over the other's body's, honey seeming to take in favor her lower half. she heard the other grunt as he looked away to see trois behind him, his hand grasping his clothed hard on as he was apparently dry humping behind him.

"you seriously can't wait can you?"

"excuse me for finding you two so delicious over here." he complimented. "not to mention, you didn't complain last time I did something similar to this~."

"alright alright i'll hurry it up you horny mutt." honey replied, sitting up a bit to take his pants and boxers off, sighing in relief as his protruding length popped out. kaguya flushed a bit at such a sight. honey leaned to the nightstand, opening one of the drawers and pulling out a tube of lube and rack of condoms. "oh I love when they stash the good stuff here."

"oh?~" both looked to see trois with an opened nightstand drawer, holding a pair of fuzzy handcuffs and ball gag. "I think we scored the jackpot of rooms~." he then gestured them to honey. "so, when it's our turn-"

"already on my list." honey sighed as he gave kaguya the lube to prep herself with, already mostly prepped with it. sticking two fingers into the sticky substance she sighed as she traced them around and inside her warm core. she was already too turned on to prepare so much.

once removing her fingers she felt honey lean forward, feeling the tip of his length teasing her entrance as he slowly pushed in. both humming in relief as the other slowly started pushing further, rocking his hips to find her inner spot. as he did so kaguya felt like her face was to implode from the blood rushing towards it and such an intoxicating feeling burning inside her. not even noticing trois taking the lube away as honey moved almost all the way out of her and shoving back into her, causing a loud gasp to echo the room followed by a sharp moan.

"...trois..." honey panted out, starting slow. "...you gotta...invite more plus ones..."

"hmm, I suppose I can share." he replied, slicking three fingers with lube. "just make sure you two have enough energy for me and we'll have no problem."

honey rolled his eyes at the other but kept his focus on the lovely mistress's body reacting towards him, which was reacting very well as he picked up the pace. rubbing into her pleasurable spot she muffled a scream. he leaned down, taking her hand away.

"relax. these walls are sound proof anyways." he reassured. "now, lets try that again~." he then motioned to her spot again, holding both her hands down as she moaned out in pleasure. "that's better~." he then continued his merciless thrusts, straying away from her spot to keep it going longer before moving back towards it.

it felt like jolts raced through her as kaguya couldn't keep her mouth shut from squealing out in pleasure. she then felt a hand turning her head, kissing trois who was half naked by now. as they kissed she could feel his hand clench her breast as a warm quickening started to become more and more apparent in her.

"....I'm....c-cl-..." she stuttered out. she then felt the other start to slow down his thrusts, whimpering as he did. opening her eyes it looked fuzzy as she watched him look at trois, seeming to be looking for a hidden signal. the other nodded, honey nodding back as he went back to continue his thrusts. it didn't take long for kaguya to feel the quickening shake her as she let out a scream, orgasming on the spot.

as she laid on the bed catching her breath she could feel honey pull out of her, whimpering in response. she felt her face pushed to her side again to see trois smiling brightly at her. "do you have maybe one more in you?~" he asked. despite it all she still felt the energy to go again.

she nodded breathlessly, moving to lay on her side as the two kissed. trois pulling her body closer, rubbing his own protected length to her entrance. with little trouble he slipped into her easy. the pink and blue haired mistress sighed as he did. wrapping his arms around her curved frame trois moved her on top of him, and then sat up, resituating them to a different setting as he laid bit towards the bed post.

he started to move her up and down his length. kaguya, wrapping her arms around his neck, started to moan loudly as he did. the familiar warm rush coming back to her as he started bucking his hips up, multitasking. she couldn't help but wrap closer to him, burrowing her face into his neck as he continued this routine.

she could feel it come closer more then last session. "...close...close..." she whispered. trois huffed lightly in response, his hips moving up faster and faster till she could feel the ripening of her orgasm come undone. she panted hard as she sat in his lap, a bit of pain going through her due to the overstimulation but really it felt eutrophic to her. this kind of pleasure she hasn't had in so long, it was nice.

she could feel trois attempt to pick her up, helping him in getting off with a hiss. "so how was it?" he asked as she took to laying on the bed. exhausted she hummed in agreement, watching as honey started to nibble on trois's neck. sighing softly he looked back at her, "good. glad you did." he responded breathlessly as honey took advantage on him.

she watched as the two kissed heatedly, both still having hard on's from the earlier sessions. they seemed to fight for dominance as they kissed, falling onto the bed as honey grabbed the cuffs and gag from earlier. with little effort he was able to cuff the Frenchman and gag him.

trois seemed rather pleased however as honey re-prepped himself. setting his length to trois's pucker he slowly eased in, huffing at the new sensation. both seemed impatient however as trois's hips attempted to move down, forcing honey to keep him still.

"you can wait." he stated, gaining a muffled disagreement from the gagged man. he slowly eased in and out of trois easily. he grunted whereas trois moaned through his gag. both looked like they were in heat. rightfully though she assumed since the sessions and teasing would kinda do that to them.

honey's manicured hand then leaned in and gripped trois's length, stroking it as their moves became more jagged. gasping for air they both came as she watched their bodies quake. they both laid there panting hard as honey got up slightly, taking the cuffs and gag off trois and throwing them aside.

feeling a bit of her body again kaguya started to shift towards them a bit. the two seemed to have taken the hint and moved closer to her, situating to where she laid in the middle between them; facing honey while trois hugged her from behind.

all three laid there as honey pulled the satin blankets up a bit to cover the trio up. "...say." kaguya said, gaining both their attention. "whatever said in here is just between us, right?"

both looked at her as honey responded. "right."

she hummed in response as she grabbed both their hands. "such a shame this is a once a month kind of thing."

"a travesty." trois agreed. honey nodded in agreement.

"hmmm..." she hummed. "wouldn't it be nice if we did this kind of thing more then that? maybe...whenever we wanted? at any day, of any month, of any hour?"

both boys looked at her then at eachother and back at her, continuing this motion for a few more times before settling for kaguya. "are you suggesting what I think your suggesting?" trois asked. kaguya seemed to be moving herself further under the blankets. "all depends if your both not too scared for dates."

honey still seemed shocked as he looked at her then at trois who was giving him a flirtatious look. "what?"

"well? what do you think?"

honey flushed a hue of pink and looked away. trois raised a brow teasingly. "oh don't act so coy."

"I mean, not like I'm chicken to go on a date but..." he sighed, not certain what to say. sure maybe a date or two with her, and to some extent trois, outside this event would be nice. although, how would it affect it if they got closer?

he felt his hand get squeezed as he looked to kaguya. "it's not like I'm asking you to marry me."

"thank goodness. I mean, I can't blame you I'm quiet the catch, just how fast it'd be."

"so, would a date hurt then?" she asked, her tone teasing him playfully. he took minor offence to it as he looked to trois who seemed to be on the bandwagon as well. after a bit he sighed, leaning over to find his pants and pulling out a card.

her pink hand took it out of his as kaguya looked to see the name of a bar on the front. turning it there was a number on it. trois raised a brow. "now why would 'give-limited-knowledge-of-himself-as-possible' honey keep something like this around?" he teased as honey looked for his button up shirt.

"maybe I had someone in mind to give it to." he replied nonchalantly, eyeing them. he smirked as he saw trois flush red quickly, his façade fading a bit as he did so. "I'm gonna get something to eat from downstairs. don't move."

kaguya raised a brow. "almost everyone here's half dressed. why even bother dressing up?"

"I have my own reasoning." he replied as he left the room. kaguya could feel trois's arms snake around her waist as he sat his head on her shoulder, pouting. "can't believe he did that to me. throwing me off like that should be illegal."

kaguya just hummed as he simmered embarrassed. this was possibly the craziest thing she'd ever done, and yet, something felt right about it. maybe this event was changing her a bit, but, she did find them both rather intriguing to her. it wouldn't be that bad to get to know them at least. she kinda liked it. this was the kind of excitement she secretly found intriguing, maybe even wanting of a bit.

as honey walked back in with plates of food the whole idea clicked with her fully. maybe this place wasn't so bad~.

the breaks on the limo slowed to a stop as it parked infront of the large mansion. a small group of footsteps walked out and onto the stairway. knocking the door two invitations were slipped into the slot of one of the doors. after a few minutes the door swung open.

"I see we have a new monthly visitor hm?" the man opening the door replied, eyeing the pink and blue haired mistress who was arm in arm with the two men with her. "the allure always brings someone back. changing peoples minds." he continued. looking up with her golden eyes she gave a sly smirk, looking back and forth between the two handsome men standing with her. "one could say my mind's been changed. once, twice perhaps~."

the three stepped in, golden, lime green and ruby red pairs of eyes staring at each other playfully as the door closed behind them.

#sfw #nanbaka #fanfiction #honey x kaguya x trois #the pink one speaks #i made this

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akutasoda · 9 months ago

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hello!! Hope you're having a nice day. Can I request a Sunday x business partner! reader angst where theyre both in denial of eachother because theyre scared that theyll lose whatevers going on between them? Sort of inspired by the line "and then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like I love you." From somethin stupid by frank sinatra. If its too confusing pls ignore thank youu

just business right?

synopsis - business partners may develop a deeper connection, but do they act on it?

includes - sunday

warnings - gn!reader, angst no comfort, misunderstandings, two people who suck at feelings, maybe ooc?, wc - 894

a/n: hi!! im having a great day! hope you are aswell? absolutely loved this idea (don't think i did it enough justice)

penacony was a prime planet for businesses and a massive area for further clients. so who wouldn't want to work alongside the planet of festivities? and therefore the family had many business partners that worked inside and outside the dreamscape and among some of them was you.

your original client that you had been associated with was the family's very own sunday. he had in fact reached out to you upon the family's request and so he becane your original client inside penacony, so it only became natural that he continued to work closely alongside you and your business.

you and him interacted on an everyday occurrence. work related conversations became mixed with genuine asks, such as how the others day was, and even more genuine intrigue about the other person outside of work. eventually even conversing outside the dreamscape on a regular occurrence.

encounters became less formal, no longer did it feel as though you two were restricted to work based topics and soon after a wave of embarrassment washed over the two of you. the sudden realisation made sunday immediately turn back to strict work related conversations with you - it didn't help that you also did the same.

it pained the both of you. eventually you really couldn't stand that the both of you had deemed eachother as nothing but business partners and so you confronted him about it. so what if you both were business partners, surely that shouldn't restrict the fact that you both could be friends aswell?

and so you both agreed that to make it more natural, you two could converse as friends outside of the dreamscape. it may sound like a form of business deal but you both could tell that there was something there. a genuine connection between the two of you that would work outside of business mettings and contaracts.

sunday practically wanted to thank you for being the one to snap him out of his distant attitude at the very first sign of getting close to someone. he enjoyed each and every second he spent with you even more as it was no longer obliged of him. instead it offered a small respite in his ever busy schedule, a time where you two were no longer business partners but friends. and one the most genuine he'd ever had.

somewhere along the line sunday had noticed his feelings shift. the compliments you'd usually give him now made him blush and force him to curl a wing around his mouth to hide that stupid lovestruck smile he formed. he'd diligently memorised each and every one of your likes and dislikes and whenever he saw something similar his mind immediately went to you.

but little did he know, you were also harbouring similar feelings. you had caught yourself staring at him whenever he was in the vicinity, regardless if what he was doing. more often you were messaging him to join you in whatever menial task you had to complete if he wasn't busy.

however you weren't so blind to what this meant. you knew you had developed a crush on your business partner, i mean who could really blame you? but you were faced with a rather difficult situation. you knew how he reacted the moment he realised you two were becoming something more than business partners and the very last thing you would want is too loose this friendship. so, painfully, you let it be - in hopes he'd have the same feelings and confess to you.

sunday wasn't fairing much better. most relationships he built with people were strictly business related or ones that gave him an advantage, the only exception up to now was his sister. he wasn't exactly dumb when it came to what his feelings were so he denied them. but you had fitted so perfectly into his life that it scared him. and so he chose to bury his feelings even more.

many times had he caught himself in the middle of composing a message to you inviting you to a fantastic restaurant or cafe or even to a spot that may be of interest to you - practically asking you on a date. and when he caught himself he immediately backtracked and turned his phone off before cursing himself internally.

he oh so desperately wished he could just ask you out. but he was too scared. scared you didn't feel the same way or scared that something would happen. and so he tried to convince himself that he was fine as your friend, fine as your business partner but he wasnt.

you had tried to convince yourself with a similar lie, same result. it really had become a stalemate. you both could see the longing in eachothers eyes for something more but you both would convince yourselves that it wasn't anything beyond the friendship you'd built. what would it take for either of you to realise? to not care and finally take the risk?

#x reader #x gender neutral reader #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr x you #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail sunday #hsr sunday #sunday x reader

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fthisimkmsing · 5 years ago

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My notes cause I don't need them anymore (not a hail Mary attempt)

To the girl I've spent countless hours and days with I still love you more than life itself even though I may not need you i want you in my life your cute little smile when you fuck something up or when you can't reach something and you need my help your laugh and smile is euphoric and your character as a whole is amazing i love spending every waking moment with you you have been so helpful and kind to me hell you got me through many tough times and I'm sorry I am so inactive and don't like going out much I'll try to work on that but i just wnant to hold you in my arms forever and keep you close to me and safe you are absolutely drop dead gorgeous you will make a wonderful mother one day to our children or otherwise and I envy whoever you end up choosing if it's not me there's a couple of things i want to do again with you like another concert where it feels like just you and me or another round at the fair itd be wonderful i love you Rebekah so much I hope you know that and I miss you a lot too its 2 am so im gonna go to sleep goodnight i promise if i have anymore to say ill come back and add on sleep well my beautiful angel <3 funny thing is im typing this to make myself feel better like im talking to you even though you probably won't ever see this i pray that you will find what you need in life you mean so much to me i told my new coworker about you and how gorgeous and smart you are i really wish i could just tell you all of this but you want me to stay away i really hope we find our happily ever after whether it be together or apart but you will always be so many of my firsts and so many of my fondest memories <3 today I told my new coworker how proud I was of you getting your car and how you bought it yourself i really miss hugging you and cuddling you and seeing your gorgeous ass self you are really amazing and i love you so much I'd die/take a bullet for you in a heartbeat but today i really came to a realization you probably won't like to hear if you get back together with me i realized that even though im a little chubby and should really work out more i am the whole package I will be a great husband and have a great future and whomever decides to come along for that ride would really enjoy it i feel so if you weren't to come back you're missing out on a guaranteed great husband and great future which yes i know confidence much maybe almost downright cocky but I'm happy with what the future holds for me and whomever decides to come with me and if I've said it once I've said it a thousand times i wish it could be you i really do cause despite my being scared of you potentially cheating I have faith and deep down i know you won't cause you are honest and real with me (unless you weren't in which case awwwkwaaarrrdd) but yeah you'd be a great mother and whoever you marry will be lucky and happy they have you and same thing for me :) you know the funniest thing anytime i text anyone and so ok i love you too your name pops up first in my next word choice box cause that's what I did i loved you hell i definitely still do and for some reason if you asked me to marry you there would be no hesitation no i need time to think just one word yes cause that's who i am and that's how head over heels i am for you i want to hug you bad hell I'd give away my paycheck to fucking see and talk to you again and make you fall in love all over again you did something no one and nothing could do you made me truly happy like true true happiness i love you so much Rebekah sleep well baby girl I hope you have a fantastic day tomorrow you are the bestest ever forever <3 lol today was my first ever college football tailgate with my church college group in Greenville today was also one of those days I was sad but i wasn't at first i was fine just felt a little out of place but quickly threw myself in and i got away from everyone for a bit and checked snapchat and saw that you finally got your tattoo and I was so happy for you but sad at the same time cause I wanted to be with you maybe get one with you but sadly i missed that milestone

Im sorry for missing your first tattoo I wish i couldve been there for you and with you im so proud of you cause your tattoo couldn't be truer you are coming from nothing and making big strides that's a big accomplishment I love you hell maybe I'll get a tattoo soon you never know i saw the flirting posts that i "liked" so i unfollowed you on everything cause it hurt so much i like instantly started crying and what do they have i don't you are killing me it broke me all over again i did everything I could to make you happy i tried so hard and it feels like you're really not fighting or trying to better yourself it feels like you just want to get with someone else cause I wasn't enough for you my efforts meant nothing today a Sunday night i was with my small group and you "accidentally sent me a video of you showing off your new tattoo the day or so after i removed you from all social media since i found out unfriending doesn't make me disappear on your end so i blocked you sorry but i have to thank you for understanding and being respectful so recently I've really been going after God and it came to my attention that i was wanting you to be something you can't be and weren't designed to be aka i wanted you to satisfy me completely which is impossible only God can do that also i lusted after you so much even though i had so much love for you aswell but my lust being me using you for my benefit aka my happiness and stuff was wrong i should've been more loving aka sacrificial of myself to benefit or help you and I'm so very sorry about that i wish i couldve been a better leader for you sadly for right now at least it seems i am too late hey i just wanted to say even if we don't get back together I'm really glad i met you you were a wonderful first also you'd be proud of me i was gogogo for 17/18 hours from 4:50am to 9:53pm thats kinda insane for me lol I'm so happy today like i feel hella blessed and loved and it's not necessarily from a person i just feel so in touch with God rn i know ur probably like smh but for real im like on fire its awesome but i just wanted to let you know even though you might never see this and if you do its been a hot minute lol but it's not to hurt you it's to show you i guess my self improvement slash progression of life in general i suppose also just wanted you to know but im sure u already do you are a really beautiful woman and I am saying that cause i can appreciate a beautiful woman you don't have priority anymore but i just wanted to let you know that god bless that was hard to explain but even that is obscure IM NOT HITTING ON YOU IM JUST APPRECIATING GOD'S CRAFTSMANSHIP BAM there we go ok so just looked at pictures of us on my phone and hot damn you fine lol (still appreciating the craftsmanship) hey its been a bit i went on a retreat with fuse and it was amazing i met a lot of guys and girls and am continuing to talk with some of the girls but the more i talk with them the more i miss talking with you i really wish we could at least be friends again but i guess not :( I'm glad I met you Rebekah you were a fantastic first girlfriend I just want you to know im not mad with you i respect your decision wholeheartedly you were great and hell I'll say it I miss you you were really fun to hang with i wish to tell you this but alas I'm here and you're nowhere to be seen in my life and I can almost guarantee you're not as affected and definitely not to the degree I am (it's not so bad for you you have to journal your experience of life without me) part of my heart is with you and always will be because the sex we had same thing with you part of your heart will always be with me and im sorry for that today i thought about you and when you told me that you imagined us sitting on the porch in rocking chairs and it kinda made me think and i was like you probably gonna come back and I hope you do but if you don't that's highly unfortunate it's felt like months since we saw eachother last but it's only been like 1 and a half longest month of my life tbh

Its 9/23/19 I'm gonna talk to your mom tomorrow after i get off work to check up on how everyone is doing you will probably hear a little or everything that's going on with me it may not attract you in fact it's very possible it'll repel you but hey it really doesn't matter you're an awesome girl and I'm a pretty cool dude lol if you decide to go separate ways that is your choice and I'll respect it even if it saddens me because I'm moving forward which is something else I never thought I'd be where i am today this early but I hope you you do come back you did make my life happier but now I'm happy even without you which is awesome I swear to never rely on you for my happiness I will look more towards the Lord and walk towards him with you by my side and no more big mistakes oh btw I talked with your mom and I'm glad I did your mom is a good mom I really miss you and your family and I keep praying for you guys and for clarity of who I'm meant to be with or if im not supposed to be with you at all and last night I dreamed about you so I think that was God telling me i need to be with you but I don't know I want to be with you don't het me wrong but I don't want to misinterpret my dreams it's now 9/27/19 and it hurt me to hear you were dating someone tbh but I'm glad you are getting out there and I'm happy for you regarding how well you are doing at church what I don't think is good is that you're dating someone that doesn't know the lord he has someone for you that knows and loves him thus you shouldn't be in that relationship in my opinion but as i said I just want the best for you

" we do bible shit"

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multistoty · 6 years ago

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No fling could stand the test of time like they had. From cenred to Morgana to Uther. In fact, it was almost humorous how many times Gwen had been sent to Camelot’s dungeons. His family had not been the most happy with her as a choice. Gwen clung to the belief that the queen would have liked her. It was something her beloved blonde had spouted off in thought back on that picnic blanket.The safety of eachother was never in question though. Even without romantic feelings, it wasn’t like him to cast someone aside without some sin on their part. His head might be lost a few times, but she would get it back. Even if Merlin had to aid in that respect. The manservant had called both of their bluffs many times. As odd as he could be, there was no denying how he worked his way into their hearts.

The world seemed right again for a moment. She would revel in the small instance of one another as long as possible even though the idea of running back into that room for another battle seemed like something to sob over. If everyone else saw the worst in her, Arthur would think good enough to equal it out. The warmth of his battle warned hands against the soft skin of her cheek would never hesitate to make her heart speed up. Everything with him felt so familiar and like nothing else. Remembering the kiss that Merlin had given her back when they first met, no one would kiss quite like Arthur Pendragon. “I can’t lie to you about my pain anymore, my love. I don’t want to hurt you further, but those words staying trapped inside of me like they don’t hurt isn’t good. It gives their small minds more power. Your , right, if I had magic some people would certainly be hexed.” His Uncle would certainly have been booted from the kingdom long ago. And Arthur would have been stuck in his chambers forever. That was a luxury they didn’t have. Camelot deserved such sacrifice, but magic could surely clone him. Brown eyes brightened at the idea of a young Arthur. It seemed so vividly different and yet something she could picture. A small reimagining of his strong features reflected in a small child. As much mischief and intelligence as he had now being chased by the likes of Gauis and other tutors. The idea of how similar her own children would look to that pouty face had her smiling further. “You ran from your lessons?” It seemed so decidedly unlike the dutiful prince. Her nose crinkled. “I guess wonders never cease- mabye we are right for eachother and- this place will always be here when needed. If a much older man hates lessons and his wife hates not being able to clean the floors daily.” The garden kept the former queen’s finger prints. Uther had planted her favorite flowers years ago and the servants kept them in bloom. It would make sense for her son to be drawn to her spirit. It was part of why Gwen hadn’t sold her home yet. The cinders of the blacksmiths last creation still breathable in the air. He seemed to be aswell. Executed people were not given marked burials. “I don’t know what possessed you to do it in the first place, I had no doubt cleaned those floors in the morning- and Merlin deserves human decency.” Teasing made the air less thick. “It’s just that you have such a big head. At least it’s a handsome one.” The small touch of lips would last her for a bit. That spark never got old. No matter how indecent it was to do in front of everyone, each kiss reminded her that Arthur too chose her.

“Thank you- for all of this.”

The thought dawned her though and it couldn’t be held back. Locking her tanned fingers with his own alabaster ones and kissing them lightly. “Do you think they fear me of hereby because of my father? Mabye I’ve judged your people to unfairly.”

Arthur had known her well. He was the only one who seemed to see past the facade.the way their eyes had locked, his blue ones held concern and understanding.Growing up as a servant, the gardens had been a nice respite. People never asked if you had some job to do or you were not supposed to be there. Outdoor work was rough and often made someone vulnerable to the weather. As a child, Guinevere could remember pretending to be a princess running through the palace grounds without a care in the world.Arthur had announced their engagement to the people. Gwen was a strong girl. She could hand snide remarks or angry glances. It wasn’t until she heard Arthur’s name dragged around. Could she really let her love ruin him? Ruin Camelot? The faith in his rule had never left her heart. Arthur would outdo everything Uther had done. Tradition wasn’t an easy thing to break. The girl could see why they had a problem with such a union. She’d tried to convince Arthur to let her go and cling to their memories of stolen moments. A servant girl dressed up as a queen. The emotions had pulled and tangled into her until her feet went without her brain. Seeking solace. The wind pulled harshly at the beautiful gown donning her dark frame. The most beautiful dress ever covering it. Couldn’t Arthur see how wrong a servant looked like this? Yet, her name rang all around the room.

A sigh hung on her lips. Their red rouge lightening slightly. The man she loved was not easily pacified. One watching the knights train could see just how stubborn and resourceful the knew king could be.The need to be alone still pulled , but her body stayed. Arthur only wanted to help and had probably sent out the hordes of Camelot to track her down. “Tonight- I wish that you were a dollop head (as Merlin calls you) so I could be completely cross with you. “ Gwen started. The teasing notion dying on her lips. A tear sliding down her face before it was able to be stopped. “Will they ever understand? I won’t drag your name through the mud,Sire. I won’t. There is no hope to help change their minds and I am tired of fighting.”

@sonofpendragon

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bublp0pr · 7 years ago

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UT time rant

i realised that i never actually discussed my rantings about undertale’s time vagueness, did i? Ohhhhh yessss. This is going to be a fun waste of an hour (insane and evil laughter with conveniently timed thunderstorm in the distance)

Where do i even start?

201X

Ok. How about i start with something obvious? 201X. What the hell does that even MEAN? It’s genius on Toby’s part. Having released the game in a year whose first 3 digits are 201, we can interpret it to just mean some year within the decade beginning in 2010 and ending before 2020. But if someone was dedicated enough to the game to still be playing it all those years later in say 2021, then there’s a whole plethora of choices available to you to justify how you intend on interpreting it. How about i break some of them down?

Well, the most simple view would be to just assume that the date is still maintains that meaning - that Chara fell into Mt Ebott within the previous decade under my hypothetical example. But if we’re letting this date exist in a time other than the present then why stop there? Everything that occurs within the game to give us some sort of indication of a time reference is circumstantial because the game is set some indefinite time AFTER 201X with Chara falling.

Now, that being said there are likely some arguments to be made for certain objects we know existed at the same time as Chara - such as a video camera. BUT- and here’s another BIG THING we need to consider here, how do you know that monsters weren’t just more technologically advanced than humans? Look at the technology introduced in the game! The ramifications of a trans-dimensional box in your PHONE! A mass geothermal power system placed directly in the CORE of everyone’s city but that is SO SAFE that no one even worries about it! Technology that literally operates in tandem with MAGIC -by which i mean THE ESSENCE MANIPULATED BY THE SOUL ITSLEF- in some circumstances! This is startlingly advanced stuff. If we assume that monsters WERE more advanced than humans, then do we really have ANY reference to what time era Chara existed in on the surface? My opinion is no. You could argue that were it the case that Chara existed in a time that significantly predated certain concepts than integration with a society who did have this stuff would be difficult but- and again, TIME STUFF TOBY! TIMEEEEE- we have no idea how long Chara stayed with the Dreemurs before they died. So things like the video camera could have been completely foreign to them BEFORE they fell and they just slowly learnt about them down in the mountain.

‘But wait!’ I hear myself saying because i’m not presumptuous enough to assume anyone is actually going to read this and ask this question lol. ‘The 201 still needs to mean SOMETHING though right? That narrows down possible dates a little...’ Ohoho I’d be wrong. First: the date could be set in the past, in like the year 201 AD, 201 BC or any year within the decade 2020-2010 BC. OR it could be set in the past/present/future of 2010-2020 AD. Second: the X is a vague substitution that, without context can mean ANYTHING. That means it can mean more than one digit which makes the possible date as infinite as the possible values of X (i’m tempted to say more infinite because obviously there’s an AD and BC version for each value but that’s not how infinity works. Figured i’d say so for perspective anyway). Third: since when was 201X a year???? Take another look at that moment in the opening menu flashback, because i assure you that the vague number below the picture of a mountain has NO OTHER INDICATION TOWARDS ITS MEANING WHATSOEVER. 201X could be a day and month, it could be a month and year, heck 201X could just as easily be the geographical location of the mountain by some reference standard. X stand to mean ANYTHING AT ALL. It doesn’t have to be a number.

Is your mind sufficiently blown yet? Because there’s a few other possibilities i haven’t even dared to go into yet. We can’t say with 100% accuracy haha but it’s a good bet that Undertale isn’t actually the reality of our history. Which makes the game a work of FICTION within a FICTIONAL universe. With that comes creative freedom in how time works in general! How society came to agree to understand, measure and interpret time; how history uses time as a reference to the present etc. And even worse, there isn’t even enough evidence to say that it’s set in a real world setting either in terms of humanity. History could be completely different! So would having a date really mean anything to us?! Ok, ridiculous stuff aside, let’s assume that this is the real world again. So what if the date was how monsters measured time instead of us? Do they measure time the same way? Maybe they’re measuring from when they were trapped underground. How would we know?!

Final conundrum (and this one was actually brought to my attention by a really good web comic actually) : what if the use of determination to reset time didn’t apply to the outside world? The interpretations of this piece of information alone are vast, like the underground exisiting in a closed time loop or having a separate line of time running parallel to the surface that becomes more delayed with each reload or reset. However you consider it, it makes using time from one world not relatively correct to using time in another. (We are not given evidence that Chara actually ever does use determination to alter time within their life underground but there is evidence to suggest use of resetting occurring because of the 6 souls which sufficiently messes us up if we want to use the date as any sort of reference for anything)

So basically, giving us the 4 characters 201X at the start of the game might as well mean nothing to us.

Lengths of time between events

Ok. I want to say now that 201X is the ONLY time we’re ever given any date. So the fact we can’t even use that means we have no idea exactly when anything happened. But that doesn’t matter so much right? I mean, who cares as long as you can follow the stretch of time the game actually does exist in. Right? Hahahahahahaha.

I’m just going to list all the lengths of time we DON’T know in the game. Take a minute to think over each one.

How long was the war between humans and monsters?

How long did monsters exist underground before the first human came?

How long did Chara stay underground before they decided on the plan with Asriel?

How long after Chara made plan with Asriel did they actually go through with it? For all we know they could’ve been older when they actually carried it out. (not that OLDER means anything when we don’t know how old they were when they made the plan lol. But atleast we knew they were kids then)

How did it take after Asriel died for Toriel to leave Asgore and go to the ruins? Or, to pose a better question, how long had Toriel been in the ruins when Frisk eventually came around?

How long after Asriel’s death did the next human arrive in the underground?

What sort of lengths of time were there between each human falling underground?

How long did each human spend in the underground before Asgore eventually killed them?

How long after Asriel’s death did Alphys inject enough determination into his flower to awaken Flowey?

Depending on the answer to that last question, did Flowey actually exist as the same time as any of the humans who fell? Or was Frisk the first they met? (i’m not counting Chara obviously)

As a rough estimate, how many resets do you reckon Flowey went through before Frisk came in and messed with that?

Unless you think about one of the theories about surface time and underground time not occurring exactly simultaneously because of determination tampering with things, obviously waiting for Frisk had been the longest run Flowey had ever done. How long had he had to wait in that run before they fell? [This one i find really interesting because it gives me an idea of how long he spent playing in each run normally before he would reset too]

How long did it take for Frisk to go through the underground? Is that length of time the same between pacifist and genocide timelines? Can we use real game time as a reference or not?

How long had Napstablook been abandoned by Mettaton for when frisk fell?

How long did it take for Alphys to conduct the amalgamate research?

For how long had Alphys been keeping the amalgamates secret from their families when Frisk fell?

For how long has Papyrus been training under Undyne?

How long has Undyne been head of the Royal Guard?

Are you thoroughly concerned about how little you know about the game yet? These are all things that would give more meaning to the storyline as well. Now, on some of these points you might think, well obviously we can use lifespan as a reference. BUT WE CAN’T. Because

We don’t know a damn about monster life spans

The only info we’re given is based on boss monsters. And that conveniently tells us that THEY DON’T AGE WHEN THEY DON’T HAVE LIVING CHILDREN. And since Asriel is dead, well we have nothing to work with. What really messes me up though is that the only constants we know for sure about across the two points in time, Chara’s and Frisk falling, is Asgore, Toriel and Gerson. Asgore and Toriel teach us nothing because THEY DON’T AGE. With Gerson aswell you might think haha i’ve got this cracked until you realise you have no idea how long a monster’s life span is, how long it takes a monster to reach old age and exactly what stage of aging Gerson is at. May i point out that NONE of the other monsters were mentioned?! That means that for all we know they weren’t born yet. But we have no idea. Were most of the monsters we know alive during the war? I’d have to say probably not but at the same time i have no substantial evidence either way. Another down side of this is that we don’t know how old any monster is in the game, how old the monsters are relative to eachother (like, is sans older than papyrus for example? we don’t know) and how old monsters are relative to Frisk. Because it puts an entirely new spin on everything if the only reason Frisk was called kid and my child was because they were younger than 100, for example, which was the age bracket of a child in their eyes. But we also don’t know Frisk’s age so who the hell knows anything?

Let’s sum this up

The point of this game is that we don’t have reference for ANYTHING so that we can fill in the details our self. It gives a fan infinite freedom to customise the experience however they want. What this has resulted in is a large community of differing opinions about everything, with everything being technically valid which some consider bad but i just consider fascinating. It’s the best of all worlds really. I hate how vague things are at times when i want a canonically pure origin point for an argument, but i really shouldn’t complain. It’s beautifully done to be honest. And if you never asked these questions you’d never even know how sneaky it is. That’s how good it is.

So yeah. Time. Undertale seems to have an issue with it.

#essay #undertale theory i guess? More like analysis but whatever #undertale #ranting #overthinking and overanalysing things

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