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i'm at work but i miss my qpp. :-(
#[francis]#''i miss my qpp'' says man who is in the same system as qpp#she can't front right now because he doesn't feel well this is the worst :-(#usually she calms my nerves but he can't do that today#and i work in a crowded space and there's so many people and i'm bound to be tapped#and i *cannot* handle being touched#but usually it's okay because ren's here!! but she isn't here today :-(
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pspspsp i wanna know about this girlfailure!!
YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW HAPPY I AM TO HEAR THAT
I LOVE YOU ANON, THANK YOU
I'm sorry, but I needed to get this idea out of my system first,,, (I will get to the reference art later, I promise!)
Now, let me introduce you to Cristine "Cris" Mellon...
Unlike Clay (who is almost the shortest kid at school), Cristine is tall. Really tall. She could even compete with Ren in Step 1!
She had a crush on Tamarack literally at first sight but got in terms with it only somewhere in the middle of Step 2 (it was a long road... From thinking "I just want to be her reaaaaally close friend!" to "Wait... Why does she look so pretty right now. WHY DO I WANT TO KISS HER-" and finally to "I hope I will kiss her someday. And maybe hold her hand. Gently.")
Cristine is quite popular at school because she is really pretty (that's usually what her classmates say at least) but she is considered weird and nobody really talks to her in Step 2 because of her "weird and sudden obsession with fish and stuff". She can tell you all about the underwater world and its habitants, starting from their full names to what conditions they need to feel at home in an aquarium, if only you will listen. However, since nobody really wants to hear Cris mumble about some strange things only she cares about, she usually just listens to music on her mp3 player alone. (but if one of her friends is near she will obviously talk to them!)
Of course it's not the only thing she can talk about but the reputation she has is strong and she got tired of trying to change it for the better. So alone time it is.
Things weren't that dull in Step 1, but it's a talk for another day...
Let's get back to less sad things.
When she is really flustered her whole face goes red! Even a bit of her neck and ears too.
Cris can't dance for the life of her, so in Step 1 she tried to cope with it by thinking that dancing was just stupid. She didn't tell Qiu to not upset them. However, she is really good at singing and performs on school events. She is also in a choir.
Has average grades. Like average average. And in Step 2 Cris doesn't really want to study to change that, even though in Step 1 she did try (the attempt was not successful).
She has low spice tolerance! Doesn't like spicy food because of that lol
Cristine isn't really talkative in Step 2, but she will open her mouth to say how beautiful Tamarack looks today. Or to ask Qiu how much on a scale of 1-10 she and Tamarack look like a good pair in their eyes. (okay I am half joking here, again, she can talk about more than two topics lol)
Cris calls Tamarack "Tammy" in Step 2 :3 (While Clay calls her "Tamma" btw)
Oookay, that's all for now, thank you again anon for the question! (not really a question but you get what I mean)
#art#our life mc#olnf mc#olnf#olnf tamarack#tamarack baumann#our life now and forever#cristine mellon the beauty#love them both mwah mwah
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I agree!! aftermaths are ALWAYS my favourite to read during forced pregnancy stories and I actually hate when it ends with the yandere impregnating darling like how do u know if she truly got pregnant? where’s the horror in finding out you’re carrying your rapist’s child(ren)? how does reader deal with that? how does the yandere react to that? (I’m sure he knows but finding out the news from you yourself would surely elicit different emotions) how does he react when you say you wanna get rid of it? how do they both cope as parents? sooo many possibilities!! I’m glad to know the story I requested will not end with epel just impregnating darling!! thank you sm for that <3
also seeing as how both you and the other anon rank epel low I hope to see he be ranked higher in the future >:3
- epel felmier anon 🍎💜
ALL the freaking possibilities! The machinations of the yandere's mind when the baby-trapping (consensual or not) isn't received well is bound to be endlessly fascinating. Idk, stories work well sometimes if you let the reader imagine the hopelessness of a situation, but they work even better if you showcase it.
I'm putting the other stuff under a cut because I'm about to go on a bit of a tangent. Also, I have not read book seven yet, if anyone spoils it, I will temporarily block you until after I have read it.
I ranked Epel a C the first time because I didn't know anything about him at the time, almost every character save for the ones I really loved the designs for were lower than I would put them today, and frankly some were higher. I've done another tier list, this is not the old one. I have a pretty high opinion of most of the characters regardless of their ranking, here's the maker I used.
Okay, so, I feel the need to specifically explain Crewel: I don't like being treated like a dog. Pet play is not my thing, and I do not understand the hype surrounding him whatsoever. Why would I want to hang out with someone who probably smells like a really strong, expensive cologne and refuses to call me anything other than "good boy"? No thanks, y'all can have him. Crowley is self-explanatory.
Riddle, Silver, and Lucius all have their good qualities, I will admit. But I'm the type of person who would avoid both of the people for varying reasons (Riddle is annoying, I don't like being bothered when I'm minding my own fucking business because I'm "breaking the rules" and I don't want to wake up Silver and I don't know enough about him,) and I would get irrationally mad at Lucius for always getting into fights with Grim.
C tier is somewhat similar to D for me. I'd very likely not go out of my way to interact with these guys, but they're either more approachable or less irritating than D tier. I'm sure you can see a trend with at least two of them, but most of these mfs are too high energy or too intense. Sebek is here because while I don't like petplay, I do like degradation and I think he would be excellent at that, given his usual temperament and opinion on humans. Deuce is there because I find him to be a very one-note character. Everyone in this game is well-written, but not everyone can be interesting. Trein is here because I know I'd be constantly getting in trouble in his class for drawing instead of paying attention. By the way, when did people who were 50 become old? Idk I consider old to be like 70+ but maybe that's just because of the people I grew up around.
B tier is characters that I am aware I am sleeping on, with the bonus of Vargas, who I actually like quite a bit. Not enough to put him in higher than B tier, though. Ortho and Idia are sort of a package deal, but I do like Ortho less than I like Idia. Azul pisses me off but I am a sucker for a pathetic man.
EPEL!!! THE ONE WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR!! Epel is like Deuce, if Deuce had more of a twisted view of himself. Reading though his little dilemma in book 5 didn't make me sympathize, but it did endear him to me. I can understand getting upset because you are literally unable to express yourself in a way that you would like because of reasons outside of your control. Beyond that, I love it when characters have a secret rough side (sorry Deuce.) Two-faced characters are my favorite thing.
A tier is characters I would like to put in S but I am too scared of them to do so. While C and lower are characters I would avoid because they're annoying, A tier is literally just characters I would avoid because they're freaky. I think people forget that the first interaction we have with Leona is him threatening to beat the shit out of us because we accidentally tripped on his tail. While Trey is sweet, he's the absolute definition of a two-faced character and he's way too observant to be comfortable around. Idk, maybe that makes him boyfriend material. I feel like anyone who has been on this blog at this point already understands my viewpoint of Jade, Floyd, and Rook. They scare the mess out of me and I love them for that.
With S tier, I'm actually going to specify a couple things: Sam is up there because I know I'd constantly be in his shop, buying things with thaumarks I should save just because I know his shop would smell like home. I feel like where a lot of people see Sam and think "this man can FUCK," I see Sam and think "big brother material." The sibling that I am closest to is literally just barely a year younger than Sam. Also, to clarify, I'm Black with family from the south. Grim is also sibling material. He's like a little brother, and I love him for that even though he pisses me off.
Now back to the WHORE KNEE. I very desperately want to bring my personal Vil series to this blog. I think maybe someone else would enjoy it, because what's more lovely than a man who sees what he wants in a person that isn't what he wants but forces to be what he wants anyway? I love that shit. Lilia is prime fodder for coercion fics, and I'd love to see more of those because he's very wise (because he's old as hell) and he's had a lot of practice at being a sweet talker. I think with a gullible reader?? Oh my god??? I'm not shy about my opinion on Malleus, Jamil, and Idia, and I think I talk about Idia a bit too much. Jamil stole my heart from the minute he was all sweet and kind in book 4 because he is so obviously two-faced that only the overly trusting would fall for that. Also, Jafar was something of an awakening for me. Who cares about Aladdin? I want the old man. As for Malleus, I like that he fills out the gap moe trope, but not overly so. He absolutely strikes me as the type to assume he knows best for both parties involved, and if he doesn't assume, he decides for you.
Anyway, knowing me, this list will have switched all over the place in a month's time. Thanks for reading my garbled nonsense.
#twisted wonderland#tw: dark content#tw: dark themes#tw: yandere#twst#the blot talks!#the blot gets personal???#the blot rants!#anon asks#anon answered#thank you for sending an ask!!#disney twst#yandere#this is really long#i'm so sorry
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Currently contains Persona 5 G/t one-shots, but other/longer works may come soon. Happy to start postin my junk :>
One-Shots
all to make you mine - 4.5k
Ren Amamiya is a borrower. A tiny, magical creature, only about four inches tall. He's confident in his role as the specialist little guy on the planet. All of his friends agree!
Well—almost everyone. Too bad one particular human is being more of a prick today than usual. Too bad he's leaving Ren to suffer the torture of being ignored.
Too bad Ren still doesn't know how to tell his target he might want to be more than friends.
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Catch - 2.3k
She’s safe, as long as Ren’s around. He’s got her.
No matter what, Ren won’t let Futaba fall.
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Flinch - 1.7k
Ren’s palms swelter. He calls up, “We could do something else.”
“Like what?” Ryuji scoffs. “It’s pissing rain out there.”
It is. It was the reason Ren came to Ryuji’s house. He climbed up the carved-in ladder on the side of the cabinet, perched on an upturned coffee mug and made light conversation. Before they knew it, it was dinnertime, and Ryuji agreed he could hide in his pocket to avoid the storm.
Ryuji is currently not letting Ren in his pocket.
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Heist - 2.9k
“Just give me a minute! Almost got this bad boy open,” she calls. She just needs to grab him, hack the internal door in his cell, and lead them to freedom. She hopes he’s excited. Really, how could they keep a 16 year old in here for half his life?
“‘Open’—What’re you doing? Are you—“ Joker swallows. “Oracle, stop. Tell me what’s going on.”
Joker’s voice sounds wrong begging. It makes Futaba drop the screw—only because the last bolt is loose enough to untwist with her fingers.
Futaba understands him. She, too, used to fear the outside world, of interacting with anyone after her mother vanished. But, thanks to her key, jailbird item, she’s maxed out her social stat. She’s ready to face the world—with Joker by her side.
All she wants is to give him that same confidence.
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Instinctual - 990
Every second that passes is another second Goro want to fling himself off Ren’s hand, to take a match and gasoline and burn Ren’s skin to a crisp.
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Microorganism - 1.9k
She knew Ren was big, sure, but seeing it from any angle lower then his shoulder always gives her butterflies.
—Not entirely the bad kind, mind you, which is why she’s here. Her first Official Hang-Out Date. She’s trying not to be too nervous. She hasn’t known them as long, but she’s determined. She will make a good impression on her girlfriend, and her other girlfriend, and her partner, and her girlfriend’s girlfriends, and her partner’s partners—
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Run - 997
Okay, this is fine, this is fine. Ren’s doll-sized chest stutters, his tiny fucking form sucking in even tinier breaths—
Ryuji begs, “Don’t panic, dude, ‘else I'm gonna panic. Please.”
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sacrifice - 1k
Akechi freezes, warning lights blaring in his mind. His hand twitches for the sword at his side. With a tremendous amount of effort, Akechi retracts it. He must soften his edges, appear something like innocent, for his mission.
This—flirting is dangerous. The longer his enemy does so instead of showing his true, monstrous colors, the more dangerous it becomes. Akechi shouldn’t be this close.
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G/t July
ev'ry mem'ry i'll keep - in progress
To Goro, some things were to be expected in Maruki's realty. Seeing the residents of Tokyo be lobotomized? Sure. Seeing a dead woman resurrected and realizing he might be the same? Why not. Having the madman try to convince him to give into the delusion? Of fucking course.
What isn't expected is waking up in Ren Amamiya's palms, shrunk to a fraction of his original height. What isn't expected is having to fix this situation while barely being able to pick up a pencil. What isn't expected is the strange, terrifying vulnerability Maruki's forced him to display, and the consequences of going without the mask he's worn all his life.
Ao3 Day 8 Day 14
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and i know - 2k
You'd think, against a teenager that has the power to change size on a whim, the Metaverse's shadows would be less keen on fucking around and finding out.
They're not.
Ao3 Day 20
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at the end of every tether - 3k
“I’m not one for consolation prizes,” Akechi’s cognition boomed, Ren craning his neck up, up, up, just to see past his crouched knees. Before he could even flinch, a massive, gloved hand filled his vision, Akechi’s warped face regarding him with a possession he’s never seen on him in his life. “Though, who am I to deny ownership of a new toy?”
Really, Ren should’ve known something was up the second they confirmed Akechi’s third keyword as "beanstalk".
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After giving himself as hostage to the cognitive ruler of Akechi Goro's palace, Ren's biggest concern is distracting him long enough for his thieves to form a plan, hopefully getting them and himself out of this castle, alive.
It'd be a lot easier if Akechi's shadow wasn't so honest.
Ao3 Day 19 (2024)
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standin’ strong (as the waves roll over) - 1.1k
It’s because of their continued, casual contact that Ren doesn’t jolt when, crouched down in front of Suzui Shiho’s hospital window at 3 a.m., Ann climbs onto his back. It might as well be another Wednesday night for her. Ren can almost feel the evening chill through his thin pajamas.
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Ann wants to see her girlfriend before she leaves. Ren's a little taller than average. It works out.
Ao3 Day 25
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take me home (what a wonderful way to go) - 3.2k
On a cold, winter night, Ren's desperate. Only one option is available to him, and it's someone he's never before had to admit his feelings to—even if that's just admitting that he needs help.
Set after all to make you mine.
Ao3 Day 9 (2024)
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wake up where the clouds are far behind - 7k
“It’s bad!” Oracle’s voice cracks with panic. “He’s gaining power by the second! He’s almost maxed out, but that doesn’t matter when the palace is about to—!”
A sudden, deafening boom shakes the earth.
Ryuji throws his arms in front of his face. Wind whips at him, rubble and smoke pooling into his lungs. He coughs, eyes watering, looks up to find—
A massive, blood-red glove, followed by a sleeve as dark as night, protrudes from the roof of the second building. A second glove reaches upwards, knocking over towers, clawing past prisons, reaching up, up, up, towards a sky as red as itself.
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The heist itself is the most important step in stealing a person's heart. Ryuji knows that. He does. But—it's difficult, staring into the golden eyes of his best bro. It's difficult, with how ill-equipped Ryuji is for this situation. It's difficult, considering this battle might be their toughest one yet.
Ao3 Day 31
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stop calling it stupid. that's probably what his therapist would tell him, too. he can't hear her voice in his head much these days. that's probably the only sign he needs to call her, but it's just that – it feels stupid. it feels like it shouldn't even be a problem, and if it is, surely it's one he can deal with on his own. the guy he was sleeping with needs space. so fucking what? jinyoung just needs friends right now, and that's all joomi can be for now. why is that the end of the world? it doesn't make sense. he still can't understand it.
"okay," he relents anyway. he'll try to stop calling it stupid, even if his feelings on the matter won't change so easily. at least sua doesn't think it's stupid, too. you feel things. that’s what we do. she's right about that much. it just feels so small, compared to everything else he's been through. this isn't his birth father calling him useless, or the first hands that ever cupped his face to kiss him leaving bruises after the rosy romance faded. it's just jinyoung needing space. why does it hurt so much, then?
usually he can think things through, or write a song about it, and it'll bring him clarity. everything will fall into place, and he'll understand, even if the thought process or event was irrational. he can't get to the bottom of it this time. he just feels insane, and frustrated, and he exhales to calm himself down, because his chest feels tight and he doesn't want to cry about this, especially not in front of someone else.
sua's feet across his lap are, oddly, welcome. a little grounding, maybe. sua is here. she may not be jinyoung, but he's not alone. he's not. that matters. he has the dead calm boys, even if they don't talk as much anymore; dohyun and ren and stevie, too. he has good friends. thank god. he still has more than he ever did before.
jinyoung was just...all-consuming. he got too far ahead of himself with him; too hopeful. too comfortable, too confident in the longevity of whatever it was they had, like it would always be that good. somehow, he thought, with both of them training at delta, that it might last forever.
he didn't mean to; joomi, so typically aware of the temporal nature of good things. it wouldn't hurt this much if he stayed rational about it – reminded himself that it wouldn't last, never entertained the idea of always. he thinks of halloween in the axis building, laying his head on jinyoung's shoulder, asking am i going home with you today? half asleep. don't you always? jinyoung said then. he knows those words didn't mean a thing to jinyoung. he's almost positive jinyoung doesn't even remember saying them. for joomi, it was one of the only times he let always settle in his mind long enough to make a home there.
in the end, he isn't sure if he regrets it or not. a few months of the happiest he's ever been in his life in exchange for the devastation of the present, or keeping love, and maybe by extension, happiness, at arm's length? it's not fair. it's annoying. why can't he have joy without inevitable pain to follow?
that's just the human condition though, isn't it? loving and losing, over and over and over.
sua validates his feelings, which he appreciates; permission to feel this pain, too. that brings some relief, actually. sua asks him if it was this bad before, next. he almost asks before what? before jinyoung? "i don't know. i feel like it had to be, but back then...before the past year, i didn't really have anything good to compare the loneliness to. it was just the baseline, i guess. so i didn't know any better. now that i know better, it feels worse," he chuckles, looking down at his lap.
"and then, i can't fucking decide what to do now. like, do i move on? do i just...hang out, and see if he comes crawling back to me when he feels better or whatever...? i don't know." it's frustrating. "it just...fucking sucks, dude," he grumbles.
with joomi indecisive, sua lets out a sleepy hum. “okay. lights off then,” and then proceeds to plop right onto the couch and curl herself up in the corner. she pats the space near the side of her with a foot. she tucks it back underneath her when he does make a move to sit.
he doesn’t speak for a moment, and sua shifts a little, grabbing at her tablet to fiddle with it. he gives thanks, and sua turns her head to look at him, blinking as she frowns. “s’no issue,” she mumbles, shifting so she can prop herself up more to not tempt her fatigue. joomi doesn’t immediately continue, so sua eyes him from her peripheral, frowning in thought.
does he even want to talk? he doesn’t have to. maybe he really just wants her company while he’s lost in his thoughts. should she say that? maybe she should make it apparent…
her eyes snap to him when he starts, straightening up as she listens. and joomi…he talks a lot. he starts and for a second, he doesn’t finish. there’s pauses and movement, but sua stays quiet. pensive, considering. she does learn a lot in the things he confesses– more things about joomi, more info making pieces fall into place in her mind. he says it’s stupid, and melodramatic, but sua can’t find it in her to agree. she doesn’t find it stupid, she just finds it sad.
“stop calling it stupid,” sua mumbles through the folds of her blanket, nudging them out of the way tiredly to peer at joomi with a frown. “and it’s not…being melodramatic. you feel things. that’s what we do.” if she weren’t so comfortable, she’d flop over onto joomi and glare until he agreed with her. instead, she stretches out her legs and kicks her feet up across his lap. sua’s too awkward to initiate a hug, not much of a hugger under emotional duress– but offers what physical support she can that’s within her comfort zone.
though she’s not sure what to say. there is a part of her that riles up in irritation at whatever damage that jinyoung has caused to joomi– even if joomi dismisses it as okay. and well, yeah. things that are trauma related– she’s sure it can’t be helped. and if joomi insists they’re fine, they’re okay now– she can’t really argue a point there. even if it does frustrate her.
still, to sua– it’s obvious that jinyoung is the root of the problem. or issue. whatever the hell it is.
“i think it’s okay to be upset about it,” she murmurs quietly. “even if there’s reasoning for it. if it hurt your feelings, then that’s what it did.” the loneliness though– she’s not sure what can fix that. if she knew, maybe she’d be able to fill the hole inside of herself as well. “was it…this bad before?” sua inquires, hesitating a bit before getting it out there.
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Journal Entry #18
Shirayuki
Hi everybody! Welcome to the Yuki Okamoto show! Today, we're coming to you live from my brother Yuri's house.
Okay, this isn't really a live show. It's really just Victor and Yuri's online journal, but Victor said I could put something in here if I wanted to. So, I'm sharing my thoughts about what it's like to hang out with Yuri and Victor at their house.
It's a lot more fun here than it is at my house, mostly because my sister Hana isn't here, but also because Yuri and Victor are super cool. Yuri is bossy sometimes, but it's okay because he's not mean about it. He bosses Victor around a lot too. Victor calls him ‘Mr. Bossy’, but it sounds almost the same as when he calls him ‘sweet baby’ or ‘cute boy’, so I think that means he actually likes being bossed around by my brother.
I've been here two and a half days now, and I'm going to be here till the end of the week. No horrible Hana for a whole week! Yay! My sister is rude to everybody, and she's always especially mean to Yuri. I don't even know why. It makes me angry and sad, and I told her on Saturday that if she doesn't stop picking on Yuri, I'm going to find a way to make sure she gets in really big trouble. I don't know how I'm going to do it exactly, but I'll think of something.
My parents left for their boring business trip on Saturday morning, which meant that Hana had to take me to my violin lesson. Neither one of us was very happy about that, but I think Hana was glad to bring me to Yuri's house afterward.
When we got there, she banged on the door and yelled for Yuri and Victor to open it, like she was the police on American TV. Like, she has no manners at all. Everyone knows you're supposed to ring the doorbell and wait.
Yuri came to the door, and Hana didn't even say hello. She pushed me a little bit and said, "Here's our stupid sister. Try not to drown her or give her food poisoning or anything."
I could tell Yuri didn't like that. "Yuki isn't stupid," he said. "Don't say that about her."
"Yeah," I said. "You're stupid, Hana."
"Did Mama and Papa have anything in particular they wanted us to know while Yuki's here?" Yuri asked.
Hana shrugged. "You were talking to Mama, weren't you?"
"Yes, but I thought she might've had something else to say this morning before they left."
"She didn't mention anything," Hana said. "Or maybe I wasn't paying attention. Whatever. I have to go. I've got skating practice."
"I hope your skates break," I told her.
Yuri's face made it seem like he was kind of mad and kind of amused at the same time. "Shirayuki—“
"Well, she deserves it," I said.
"Brat," Hana muttered. Then she turned her gaze toward Yuri and smiled. "I'll probably see your friend Ren at the rink, Yuri. His practice time is usually just before mine. I'll tell him you said hello and that you miss him."
"I'd rather you didn't," Yuri said.
"Who's Ren?" I asked.
"He's a boy I used to know," Yuri replied, and I knew by the way he said it that they were not friends. "It's nothing you need to worry about, Yuki."
"Are you sure? Because you look kind of worried."
"It's nothing," Yuri said, but I was sure it definitely was.
"He’d love to see you again," Hana said. "Sometimes he stays to chat with me while I'm putting my skates on, and I tell him about you whenever he asks. He's such a sexy man, and so willing to please. You really let a golden opportunity slip through your fingers there, you know."
I wanted to ask what Hana was talking about, but Yuri was looking at her in a kind of scary way, so I decided I'd better not.
"Yuki," he said. "Why don't you go inside and say hello to Victor? I have a few things to talk to Hana about that I don't think you should hear."
I might be a kid, but I know what that means. My parents say that a lot when they're arguing about something. Papa yells when they have disagreements about stuff, and I never like listening to that. I didn't think Yuri was going to yell at Hana, but maybe she was going to yell at him, and I didn't want to be there in case he cried because of it.
Sometimes Mama cries after Papa yells at her. I think she doesn't believe I notice, but I do, and it makes me so mad that I want to kick him for doing that to her. But then sometimes he cries afterwards too, and then I feel guilty for being mad at him. It’s really confusing and scary, and I wish things at our house could just be normal.
I felt like I might want to do something extra bad to Hana if she made Yuri cry, and I knew I wouldn’t even feel a little bit guilty about that, so I went inside like Yuri told me, to avoid a 'situation' as my Uncle Kaz would call it.
I found Victor watching TV in his room. I tried to watch with him for a little while, but it was boring, and it was in English so I didn't understand a lot of it. I'm learning English with my tutor, but she's kind of annoying and I don't like her lessons that much. I think Victor could teach me English a lot better than my tutor can. At least it would be fun.
When I told Victor I didn't want to watch TV, he didn't seem annoyed or anything. He asked me if I wanted to play with his action figures instead. Sometimes, I think Victor forgets he's a grown-up. Honestly, I wish there were more adults like him. He knows about following the rules and everything, but when he asks me to brush my teeth or put my plate in the sink, it's not like when my mother tells me to do it. It's like if one of my friends said, "We'd better not forget to brush our teeth before we go to bed!"
A big reason why I like it here more than my house is because, with Victor around, there’s always someone to play with. We played outside almost the whole time while Yuri was busy with his work today. Then, I helped him cook dinner, and that was kind of like a game too, because we pretended we were on a show on the cooking channel. We decided it was called Yuki and Victor’s Magical Food.
Victor said the reason it was magical was because even Yuri could make it disappear. And you know what? He did! That’s how I know Victor was right, because Yuri’s not that good at making regular food disappear. Obviously he needs the magical kind that Victor knows how to make.
Tomorrow, Victor has to go to his job, which is at the fitness center, and I’m going to be at home with Yuri. He has to work too, but he said he'd think of things for me to do, and he'd take breaks so we could do stuff together.
Then, when he's done work, he has his swimming lesson. It's at the fitness center and it just so happens that Victor is his teacher! Victor said it's okay if I come and play in the pool, because there's a lifeguard there and also a few other people will be having lessons too. Since Yuri's lesson is the last one of the day and Victor will be finished work then, we'll all go home together.
I’m really excited about that, because it kind of feels as if we’ll be like a family on TV. You know, one parent picks up the other parent from their job, and they sing along to the radio in the car, and everyone gets along with no fighting and with nobody being scared to talk to each other.
Anyway, tonight after dinner, it started snowing. I kind of wanted to go back outside, but it was dark and Yuri said it was too cold. So, we all played video games instead. Victor is really bad at SimGolf. He lost every round. He said he likes games where you have to kill zombies, and he also likes his snowboarding simulation game. I'm not allowed to play games where you have to kill things. It sounds scary to me. I prefer SimGolf, and I'm super good at it.
I'm not really sure what was going on in the evening. After we finished our game, I went upstairs to read my new book for a while. Yuri told me that bedtime was supposed to be nine o'clock, and I was trying really hard not to break the rules, so I kept looking at the clock. When it was nine o'clock, I thought Yuri would come and tell me to get ready for bed, but he didn't, so I went to look for him.
I guess he needs an earlier bedtime, because I found him in the sitting room, and he was already asleep. It was funny, because it looked like Victor was trying to hold him in his lap like a baby, but of course Yuri is way too big for that.
"Victor," I said. "It's supposed to be my bedtime at nine o'clock."
"Is it nine right now?" he asked.
"Yeah. Yuri said he'd tuck me in."
Victor smiled. "I think someone needs to tuck him in, don't you?"
"Grown-ups don't get tucked in," I said.
"Don't they?" He looked surprised. "You mean, all the times I've tucked Yuri in, I've been doing this whole grown-up thing all wrong? I had no idea!"
I giggled. "You're funny, Victor. You don't really tuck him in, do you?"
"Not every night, but sometimes I do. Tonight I probably will, because I think he needs a little extra attention."
"Why?" I chewed my lower lip, which my mother says is a bad habit. "Is he not feeling good? He didn't seem like he was sick earlier, but... Did he say his belly was hurting? Was it something to do with what we cooked?"
"Don't worry, Yuki," Victor said. " He didn't say anything was hurting, so I think he's feeling okay. He was a little upset about something Hana said when she was here on Saturday, and we were talking about it while you were upstairs. He wanted cuddles, and I guess he was really tired, and he fell asleep."
"Stupid Hana," I grumbled. "She always says stuff that upsets him. She's so mean. I don't like her."
"I don't think Yuri likes her all that much either," Victor said.
"Because she's so awful to him all the time. I wish she wasn't our sister any more. I wish she'd just disappear forever!"
Victor got a really weird expression on his face when I said that, and for a second, I couldn't tell if he was shocked or mad or maybe even about to cry. He looked like he was the one with a belly ache all of a sudden, and I felt a little bit scared.
"Yuki," he said, very quietly. "Don't ever wish for that."
"I... I'm sorry. It's just that she's so horrible, and—"
"No, I'm sorry," Victor said. "I didn't mean to scare you. I guess you caught me off guard for a second, and I thought about my sister."
"You have a sister? What's her name?"
"Caroline, but she's not here any more."
"Not here? What do you mean, not here?"
"I mean, she's with the Watcher now, and it happened really suddenly, and..." He stopped and took a really deep breath. "Listen, Yuki. This probably isn't the sort of stuff I should be talking about with you, but I'm going to say it anyway, okay? Every person's life is important, even the lives of people we don't like."
"I know," I said.
"I hope you really do know that," he said. "I want you to think about something, okay? Next time you're really mad at Hana and you wish she'd disappear, try to imagine what things would be like without her. Not for you, but for other people who love her."
"People like Mama?"
"Yes, and Yuri too."
"But, Yuri doesn't like her."
"Maybe not, but I know he still loves her and he wouldn't want her to disappear from his life. Besides, she might learn how to change, and she deserves a chance to do that, right?"
"I guess so."
"Well, just think about it a little bit, okay? Don't get stressed out about it, but try not to forget either."
"Okay."
"Okay. Now, it's definitely past bedtime for you and Yuri, so what do you think we should do? Should I wake him up so he can tuck you in, or should I just carry him up to his room and tuck both of you in myself?"
"You tuck us in," I said, mostly because I was curious to see how it would go when a grown-up tucked in another grown-up.
"Got it," Victor said. "You go upstairs and put your pyjamas on, and Yuri and I will be up there in a few minutes, all right?"
"Are you really going to carry him?"
Victor grinned. "It wouldn't be the first time."
"He's just like Sleeping Beauty, except she was a girl. Princesses are always girls."
"True," Victor said. "But, remember what I told you last weekend at the festival? This castle doesn't have a princess. It has two princes."
"Oh! But you do have a princess right now!"
He laughed. "My apologies, Your Royal Highness."
"You are forgiven."
"Thank you. Now, off to bed, Princess Shirayuki. We've all got a lot to do tomorrow, and we need to recharge our magical power, and you know that only happens when we close our eyes."
I love it here so much. Yuri and Victor are my favourite people in the whole world, and I wish I could live with them forever and ever, happily ever after.
#ts4#sims 4#eagames#snowy escape#victorandyuri#Shirayuki Okamoto#stargazersims#victorsworldadventures
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Hey Guys, I just wanna share a very old story and arts that I did regarding on how Baira Sharma, my oc, and Koumei Ren first met in their early-mid teens. This will also show how Baira's personality was like before he disappeared/kidnapped for 6 years which will change quite a bit, but never lost his feelings/love/hopes for Koumei. Although there will be changes in the story in the future. Sorry if I had a couple of them out of characters. ^^'
Okay! Let get on with the story and remember that this is very old arts and story.
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The Day We Met
Story and Oc Created by Durtle on March 24, 2019
Magi is not mine obviously, and this is for fun!
Do not steal my oc or my storyplot!
Location: The Kou Empire Palace's royal stable for the horses.
Kouen was dragging his little brother, Koumei, to the royal stable after kicking him out of his own bed and it was already past noon. Koumei was not looking forward going to the stable because he was too tired to do anything and wanted to be lazy. Koumei let his body go limp to send a message to his big brother that he wanted to do nothing today, but it did not stop Kouen as he kept dragging him on.
Koumei: Why are you taking me to the stable, Brother?... * he whined a bit as he tilted his head over*
Kouen: Because a bird told me that you had not been practicing your horse back riding, Koumei.
Koumei: ...and this bird doesn't happen to be Hakuren?
Beside that, I am perfectly capable of riding a horse, Brother.
Kouen: *shot his brother a harsh glare as he asked him a very good question* and exactly when was the last time you ridden a horse?
Koumei: !!! ... I can't recall when the last-
Kouen: -then you practice! That's final, Koumei!
Koumei: Noooooo... I don't wanna...
Kouen: TCH!
Koumei: Why do I need to practice that badly?
Kouen: I am pretty sure horse back riding was one of the requirements if we wants to serve Hakuyuu and Hakuren. Beside, they told me that the one of the princes from Hindrica, Prince Baira Sharma, loves it and wanted to invite us along on trails. Take it as a huge honor to ride with the princes, Koumei!
Koumei: Geez... You takes this too seriously... Why is that Hindrica Prince here again? Isn't his country an isolated kingdom with big walls that will never allow anyone in or out without the King's permission?
Kouen: Yes, Hindrica have walls that our empire can't defeat and they are on oversea lands, so it will be very complicated to claim the territory. The Hindrican Prince is here because his grandfather, King Anupam, and our Emperor reach to some agreements where we could unite our forces one day. Every summer, King Anupam will send his grandsons, Baira and Sachan, to here where they can learn our culture as we learn theirs. Although we are not allow to enter Hindrica just yet.
Basically, we just need to spend some times with them and teach them our ways.
Koumei: *sighed dramatically* Why can't they get this over with and sign a peace treaty than wasting our times playing horsey rides?
Kouen: I agree with you, Koumei. Now get on!
Koumei: Huh?! *Koumei realized he did not noticed a grey Hidaka stallion which was already saddled in front of him until now. He felt uneasy because it had been a while as he might slip off and injure himself.* Can we do this another time, Brother? I don't feel well...
Kouen: Get. On. The Horse!
Koumei flinched at the last word of Kouen's as he finally gave in to his naggings. The messy redhead went to the stepstool that was set there next to the horse, and it did not even notice him. Koumei grabbed on the horn of the saddle with one hand as the other guided the stirrup to one of his feet. When he put some weight on his foot with the stirrup, he tried to move his second foot over to the other side of the saddle gently, but unfortunately he lost balance as he accidently slouched down harshly, startling the stallion.
The Hidaka Stallion swiftly stood up on its two legs as it neighed wildly like it was being attacked. Koumei panicked as he unconsciously held onto the horse. Kouen almost panicked as well, but he kept on a brave face for his brother as he ran straight toward the frightened stallion to grab the reins, not caring he might hurt himself. As soon as he grabbed the reins, the horse bolted as it dragged Kouen across the ground, causing his fingers to slip off the reins and left him behind. Koumei was still on the horse as he screamed for help!
Koumei: HELP! PLEASE! STOOOOP!
Kouen: GRAB THE REINS, YOU IDIOT!
The Hidaka Stallion kept galloping, yet it seems like its does not know where it going as it stayed in a straight line. From a distance, there was a group of three princes minding their own business, strolling with their horses. The two imperial princes of Kou Empire had their own Hidaka stallions, and Prince Baira had brought his Marwari Stallion along from his country. The princes halted their horses as soon they heard screamings as they looked over their shoulders as saw Koumei on a runaway horse.
Hakuren: Is that Koumei?!
Hakuyuu: Oh dear...
Just before the imperial princes had a chance to think, the Hindrican Prince already made his move as he commanded his steed to follow the rouge stallion. Just when the Marwari Stallion got close enough, Prince Baira quickly got up on the seat of the saddle with his feet as he skillfully kept his balance. Koumei did not notice someone was trying to save him until he felt something just jumped on behind him.
Baira: I got you!
Prince Baira hastily reached for the reins as Koumei tried his best to stay out of his way. Once he grabbed a good hold of it, he started to redirect the stallion to calm down and it worked because it was slowing down along with the Marwari Stallion. The frightened horse had finally stopped. Koumei let out a huge sigh of relief, but only to earn some chuckles behind him. The messy redhead turned his head to see who was his savior, and the only thing that captured him was the Prince's gorgeous golden green eyes. Koumei felt his cheeks burns while he can feels his heart pounding as he tried to break the gaze, but failed.
Baira: Are you alright? ... Koumei? Is it?
Koumei: !!! *snapped out of his gazings* Y-Yes! I am safe, thanks to you-!!! ... I am sorry, but who are you again?
Baira: *let out a heartly laugh as he slipped off the horse* Why I am Baira Sharma. One of the princes of Hindrica~
Koumei: Ehhh?! You are- I mean! Your highness, I apologizes for my carelessness that frightened the horse and wasted your times upon me. *bows his head furiously toward him*
Baira: *laughs again* Don't worry about it, Koumei. Here allow me. *Puts his hands on Koumei's side to help him to get off the horse and he let him* And beside, it's not your fault that you frightened this creature.
Koumei: It's not, your highness?
Baira: *gently grabbed the Hidaka Stallion's noseband and guided its face toward Koumei* If you look closely, the mane had not been groomed for a long time and the hair covered its eyes. So it's not surprising that this horse got startled.
Koumei: !!! I did not realize that...
Kouen: Koumei!!!
Koumei and Baira looked over to a direction where Kouen who had hitched a ride with Hakuyuu with Hakuren trotting toward them.
Hakuren: Are you two alright?
Baira: Yup. This little miss here was shaken, but she is alright. Ha! *pats on Koumei's messy hair*
Koumei flinched as he heard Baira's last sentence. Baira thought he was a girl. Sure, he got long hair and pinkish clothings, but still! He slowly turned to the Hindrica Prince and he never felt so furious and embarrassed at someone before.
Koumei: I am not a girl! *kicked Baira's in the knee*
Baira: Huh?! *not even phased by the kick because it felt like he was being attacked by a small pigeon against his knee*
Kouen, Hakuyuu, and Hakuren: !!!!!
Koumei: Wahh! I hate you!!!
Kouen: What the heck!
Hakuyuu: Oh dear...
Hakuren: Koumei! Noooooo!
(At least we knew where did Kougyoku got the dramatic meltdown from. LOL JK)
The two Imperial Princes and Kouen got very nervous because how else will they explain to Emperor Hakutoku if King Anupam decided to call off the arrangements with such simple assault against Baira. What even more shocking was that Koumei, out of all the people, was the one who did the assault. When Koumei realized what he had done, he took his cue to run for it back to the palace in a hurray to hide his embarrassments. Kouen tried to called Koumei back to apologize to Baira, but he apologized on behalf of Koumei instead along with Hakuyuu and Hakuren as they hope nothing will affects anything in the future. Baira reassured them that he was not the type of person who would tattletale over silly things, and he said it was his fault for upsetting Koumei. The Kou Princes and Kouen felt so relief that Baira was such a honest and selfless person.
As the time for the supper of the day approaches, Koumei decided to stay in the garden to hide as he sat on the ground near the bushes. He did not wanted to show his face at dinner, especially with Prince Baira there. He never felt so ashamed of his childlish act toward him. He thought he would not dare to lash out like that, but it was Baira's fault for upsetting him. Yet, he never felt something like that toward to someone before.
Koumei: That jerk...
Baira: Who is the jerk?
Koumei flinched as he slowly turned to see Baira, but this time he was not wearing his head wrap as his hair was in full view. Koumei got nervous because he thought he was going to get some scolding or yelling, but Baira sat down next to him with a laugh.
Baira: I am just kidding. I know I was a jerk before.
Koumei: But your highness, I never usually-
Baira: You can drop all that "your highness" nonsense since we are friends now. Ha ha. *gets closer*
Koumei: F-Friends?
Baira: Yup! I also wanted to apologize for assuming you being a girl. It's just that during my studies with language, I learned that Koumei was a common name for girls.
Koumei: Ohhh... The name. That makes sense. I guess you were a bit too deep in your studies for that kind of assumption, but interesting observation though. Thanks for apologizing... and I apologize for kicking you when you did not deserve it.
Baira: No apologies needed. I got plenty from your brother and your cousins nonstop. Ha ha ha! And you know what... Koumei really suits you! The meaning-
Koumei: -ah *rolled his eyes* The meanings of my name. I know. It's being a bright person I am. Nothing new.
Baira: Yes, but...
Baira pulled up his hand toward Koumei, but the redhead shut his eyes, expecting some kind of impacts for being a smarty-pants like usual. Yet, there was no impact and Koumei only felt one of his cheeks being gently caressed. Koumei opened his eyes and look up ahead, only to see Baira looking at him so sweetly. Koumei was confused and he wondered if this was one of Hindrican greetings.
Baira: Koumei, there is a part of your name that means "Beautiful," and it really suits you!
Koumei: !!! *blushed*
The feelings that Koumei had when he first saw Baira's eyes came back and this time was because of his kindness and intelligent. Koumei couldn't believe his ears and wondered if Baira's blind. No one had ever called Koumei beautiful before. Just weirdo or mop head, but not beautiful. Koumei never thought there would be a boy who was kind, intelligent, selfless, athletic, and most of all handsome would called him beautiful.
Baira: So... Is this is the Kou Empire way of bonding as friends, Koumei?~
Koumei: !!!?
Koumei took it back because Baira was a complete clueless, oblivious idiot who don't know how to read the mood!
(He will learn the moods in the future though LOL JK)
Koumei was not amused, yet disappointed, as he pushed the prince's hand off of his face, but he understood that Baira was trying to be friendly. Maybe too friendly.
Koumei: If you just wants to be just friends, then friends don't just go caressing each other's cheeks.
Baira: They don't? *tilted his head over like a confused puppy*
Koumei tried not to laugh at his adorable facial expression as he tried to cleared his throat.
Koumei: No, they don't, Baira.
Baira: .... !!! Oh! Oh crap! I am so sorry! *blushes a bit as he just got the idea of what he just did* But I really did meant that you are beautiful.
Koumei: Never mind that! *tries to hide his blushing face with his sleeves*
Baira: Sorry... back in my country, we don't have many friendly public gestures in a long time, and I just went with the flow here. But hey! Now, I have you as a friend, you can teach me all about it!
Koumei: Eh?! I am not sure if I am suited to teach you that kind of thing since I don't have many friends.
Baira: Then we will learn together! So what do you say? Friends forever? *put out his hand for Koumei to shake*
Koumei sat still for a minute as he thought about it. He wasn't very sure of it since Baira was a bit childish for a 15 years old, but he was so sweet and would not mind to spend more times with him at all as the redhead took the prince's hand and shook it.
Koumei: Friends Forever.
Baira smiled gleely like a child and Koumei could not help it but laughed at him. From that day on, the two boys became good friends and grew closer as years goes by.
Hope yall enjoyed this. :3
#magi#magi oc#koumei x oc#ren koumei#ren kouen#cannon x oc#original fiction#original comic#original character
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