#for the youngest child whos closest to their parents and get made fun of by your older siblings for :/

[skitskatdacat63]

Roman not being the youngest is still constantly baffling to me, he is so youngest child coded

[soccer-love]

Wouldn't let you date my child

Tuva Hansen x reader

Besides the girls from the second team, I was the youngest one in the Bayern squad.

Only being 19 and already playing for Bayern München and the German national team was insane.

And even though it didn't make a difference while playing, they still liked to make fun of me for being the youngest.

Not in a bad way, since there wasn't such a huge age difference between me and the other players, but they just couldnt resist.

And then there were Magda and Pernille.

They joint Bayern at the same time as me and kind of took me under their wing.

Something our teammates liked to made fun of too, they said that they adopted me.

And to be honest I cant say that I don't like the thought of that, they are really nice to me and helped me a lot to get used to a new team and city.

"P, who would you not let date your child?" I hear Zadi asking as I put my suitcase into the bus. We are on our way to our away game in Duisburg and I think she got bored of waiting.

She has pointed her phone at Pernille, recording the question and her answer.

"Mhmm....Tuva I think." she then says, laughing.

I watch Zadi asking the same question to some other players and I notice that a lot of them actually say Tuva.

I stay outside until I see Magda coming towards Zaid, cause I am really curious about her answer.

She asks her the question and Magda laughs, "I cant say that, I think it's sorta mean."

"Magda." Zadi complains.

"Tuva." Magda then whispers, making Zadi laugh.

I get into the bus and take my usual spot behind Magda and Pernille.

"Hey P." I hear Glodis shouting, she is siting a few rows before us, a big smile on her face.

"Why wouldn't you let Y/N date Tuva?" she asks, making the others around us laugh.

"Why wouldn't you let your child date Georgia?" she replies and I notice Tuva looking at me.

I smile at her and notice her cheeks getting a little red before she looks away.

We fly out to Duisburg and when we get to our hotel it is already late, we all eat dinner together before going to our rooms.

Since Kathi isn't here because of her injury I get a single room and after I settled in I hear a slight knock on the door.

"Hey there." I greet Tuva, she's already dressed in some joggers and a Bayern hoodie.

"Sorry but I cant come in." she says, but takes a step inside so I can close the door behind her.

"Why not?" I ask, leaning against the wall.

"Your adoptive moms don't want you to date me." she says but by the smile on her face I know that she isn't serious and she comes closer to me.

She places her hand against the wall, next to my head and I look at her innocently.

"Really, well in that case.....maybe you should go back to your room." I say, trying to step aside but she quickly places her other hand also on the wall, so I am trapped between them.

"Or maybe I should just ignore what they think."

As an answer to that, I pull her closer and softly kiss her.

"I think option two is the better one." I whisper in the space between us as we brake apart.

"Good, because I really don't want to brake up with you, like ever."

I pull her into a hug and let my head rest on her shoulder.

"Do you think they really mean what they say?" I ask as we are lay down on my bed, Tuva instantly pulling me into her arms.

"A little maybe, but I don't think anybody from the team would tell their child who they can date and not date." she says, softly pushing some hair out of my face.

"I know I think to much about what people may think of me and technically Magda and P aren't even my parents but, except for you, they are the closest thing to family I have here." I say and she smiles at me.

"Yeah, but I they will always love you. They would rather kill me if I hurt you.."

I laugh at her answer and place a kiss on her cheek, we've only been together for seven months but I love her so damn much.

"Do you really think we are a family?" she asks after some seconds, referring to what I said earlier.

My heart melts at her question, Jesus I have so much love for her.

"Yes, I...I do think that." I say and feel her pulling me a little bit closer to her. "You and also Vilja are my family, and the team of course too."

"Oh yeah Vilja definitely thinks that too, she already loves you more than me."

"That's so not true."

"Oh yeah? You remember our walk last Saturday? When we both called her and she went straight to you."

"Maybe I am just so lovable." I suggest and she laughs, before pressing a kiss to my lips.

"Oh you defiantly are."

I let my head rest on her shoulder and Tuva pulls a blanked around us.

"I wish you could stay here tonight." I say, we talked about this topic a lot already, we thought about talking to the stuff so that we could be roomies but we didn't want anyone to get suspicious.

And even though I had a single room, we didn't want Lea to worry why Tuva wasn't sleeping in their room.

"Me too, but you can stay at my place tomorrow night if you like." she says and I nod.

"I will never say no to that."

She softly starts to run her fingers through my hair and it gets harder to keep my eyes open.

It is always like that with her, she makes me feel so safe and when I am laying in her arms, her running her hand through my hair. And when she then starts to talk to me in her native language, I tend to fall asleep.

"You should sleep, Søta." she whispers and I open my eyes again.

"Only if I get a goodnight kiss." I give in.

"Always." she softly places on hand on my cheek and then her lips meet mine.

I love the way they feel against mine and in the way she kisses me I can feel the love that is between us.

I am so lucky to have her.

"Goodnight." she whispers and gets up.

"Goodnight, Tuva." I answer and follow her to the door, she gives me another kiss before leaving and I quickly brush my teeth and then go back to bed.

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The game the next day goes really well, Duisburg scores in the first half but after the break we score five times and take the three points home with us.

After the next training session I find a small note, tucked inside my shoes.

"Meet me outside, love T."

Tomorrow most of us are leaving for trainings camp with their national team so she probably wants to say goodbye to me.

I quickly change my cloths and collect my stuff, before saying goodbye to the others.

When I exit the locker room I hear Magda shouting something but I cant hear what it is.

I go to the spot where we usually meet after training and as I go around the corner I see her leaning against the wall.

"Hey." I say and for a few seconds I allow my self to get lost in the blue of her eyes.

"I wanted to say goodbye." she explains and takes me hand "But not here."

She pulls me down the hall and into a small room that is normally used for med tests, but there is nobody in it.

I put my bag down and Tuva pulls me into her arms.

"I'm gonna miss you." she whispers against my head.

I take a deep breath and inhale her scent before answering.

"I will miss you too."

She smiles, softly kissing my head.

"You know that we both have a couple of days off, after our last international game." she says and I nod.

"Yeah?"

"I thought...maybe...only if you want to...then..."

"Tuva." I softly say and she laughs, it is more than cute when she is this nervous.

"I could book you a flight no Norway and you could come with me to where I grow up, meet my parents, see my other home." she suggests.

"Other home?"

"Well that place, where my family is, is my home. But you are my home too." she explains and I smile.

"I would love to see your other home."

"Good, I will get you a ticket later." she says and I lean my head against her shoulder.

She places her hand on my cheek and softly rubs her thumb over my skin.

I lean back and softly kiss her, not wanting to let go of her yet.

And as she pulls me closer, my body crashing against hers, the door next to us flys open.

"Y/N I....WHOA!"

Tuva lets go of me but her hand is still holding mine.

"WHAT THE FUCK" Magda says, in a volume that now everyone probably heard it.

"Your good?" I hear Pernille asking from outside and then she comes in too.

"What's going on?" she asks as she sees me and Tuva standing there.

"They kissed." Magda says and points at us.

"Who kissed?" I hear Georgia asks and just some seconds after she comes in along with Linda and Jill.

"Tuva." Magda says, her voice so much deeper than usual that it scares me a little bit.

She takes a step forward and with one arm Tuva shoves me behind her back (something that would actually be really cute in another situation).

"Yes?"

"You are a really good player and I appreciate it that you always have my back on the field....BUT....if you hurt her or do anything to make her cry.....then I-" at that point of her speech, she reaches out and pokes her finger into Tuva's shoulder.

"-will hurt you!"

"I would never hurt her." Tuva answers, grabbing my hand a bit tighter.

"Babe....I think they're old enough to have a relationship." Pernille softly says, smiling at me but pulling Magda backwards.

"Well I guess your child doesn't care what you say about not dating someone." Glodis says from the door, I didn't even notice her coming in.

Magda turns back towards Tuva.

"You better be good Hansen!"

[end3rs-eye]

Trolls Band Together and the Way it Presents Family Relations

Do you ever watch a movie then get possessed and write a 1623 word long essay about the complicated nuances of sibling relationships? ….me neither

Before we get into it I’m just going to say that a boy band made out of teens and children is never going to end well (look up the jackson 5 if you don’t know who they are already). Seriously, who let them do this? Also as a disclaimer I am the oldest of two so I will obviously not have as much experience with the position of the middle child or the youngest. This is written with the rough estimate of bro-zone ages as John Dory (~19), Bruce/Spruce (~17), Clay (~15), Floyd (~14), Branch (~5). Here's why I’m going with these: link. This got a little (a lot) out of hand but I hope you enjoy :]]

John Dory

John Dory’s role in the family is the leader, the responsible one. He embodies the oldest child syndrome, defined as: Obsession, desire for perfection, high self-esteem, or pressure to meet parents' expectations (link). For the most part John Dory is the closest thing they have to an adult (excluding Grandma who didn’t seem like she was doing much). Keep in mind he’s in his late teens in Bro-zone. He’s given this HUGE amount of responsibility of watching his four younger brothers and isn’t really given credit for it, only being “the bossy one”. This is mentioned once in the movie during their fight on the bus, but isn’t really mentioned afterwards or anything. This is pretty typical for the oldest sibling. Having to take on huge amounts of responsibility at a young age. 

John Dory wants his brothers to be happy so he pushes them to be perfect. He forgets there are other ways to be than just perfect. He ended up pushing them and pushing them until he had pushed them all away. Because of this want, this need to be perfect, John Dory ends up not realizing that people, including himself, are allowed to change. This is seen with his constant babying of branch and deadnaming of Bruce. He even says “Well, I wasn’t allowed to change! I’m the oldest. I had to be the leader” 

Bruce/Spruce

Bruce is introduced as the hearthrob with chiseled abs. There are a couple of main features that people associate with the heartthrob character. Hot, irresponsible, and noncommittal. Out of all Bro-zone members, Bruce has the most healthy relationship with his boy band history. He balances what he hated in Bro-zone with what he liked. He disguards his name and any association with the band (although his reaction to John Dory calling him Spruce shows that he is recognized from time to time).  He settles down quicker than any other member, something that goes directly against heartthrob stereotypes and has an (frankly unbelievable) amount of children. But despite separating himself from Bro-zone, Bruce stays in the spotlight in his co-ownership of Vacay Island. 

Clay

Clay falls into the common comedy relief middle child trope. Clay is also the one that suffers the most from stereotyping during the Bro-zone era. The audience's first introduction of Clay is him being told that he needs to continue being the funny one despite his protests. 

This is made even more evident when he’s introduced post Bro-zone breakup. Clay spends the majority of the 20 years apart being the opposite of the fun guy. He feels like he has something to prove. Clay tries his hardest to distance himself from Bro-zone and in the end he dedicates years to it. His entire personality is trying to escape the stereotypes he was put in as a teen.

Floyd

I have SO MANY feelings about Floyd. He’s the one in the Bro-zone that we get the most character development (other than Branch of course). Floyd’s role in the family is the mediator. He’s the one who watches for the other’s mental health and steps in when John Dory gets a little too intense. In the opening scene he not only checks in with John Dory, telling him to take deep breaths, he also helps Little Branch through some first show nerves. It doesn’t seem like this is the first time either. Floyd is also the one that seems most reluctant to break up the band and to leave Branch alone so it’s clear how much he cares for Branch. He ends up being the rock of the family. Branch tells Poppy that Floyd would be the one brother that he’d be willing to go on another adventure for.*

*I’m not sure if this is actually true, Branch also might do this for his other brothers but definitely not as willingly

Comparatively, Floyd changed the least after the band broke up. He takes a mediator role even in Velvet and Veneer’s relationship and continues to show a people pleasing, other-people-first attitude. This proves true to the real life people pleaser experience, these habits stick around long after leaving the environment that created it. Velvet and Veneer stealing Floyd’s talent is a metaphor for the way that people take and take from a selfless person like Floyd until the person is completely burnt out. Some, like Veneer, are more worried about the person's health but still end up taking it. Others, like Velvet, don't care and take it without thought. 

Another key factor with Floyd is his selfless, self-sacrificial nature. During both John Dory and Branch’s visits to him in the dressing room, Floyd insists that they leave him to save themselves despite his life being in danger. 

Branch

Branch is basically abandonment issues personified. Okay it’s a little more complicated than that but when you get down to it yeah. When I think about Branch, maybe 6 years old, in a boyband it makes me think of family vlog channels. IT’S SO INCREDIBLY UNHEALTHY. I promise I’m normal about this (lying).

Of course these problems start with the fact that he was ACTUALLY ABANDONED??? Then these abandonment issues are only accentuated by his grandma’s death. Whether or not Floyd meant to, he put the weight of taking care of Grandma on Branch’s shoulders. This just means he felt worse being the major cause of her death. This creates the feeling that he’s not only been abandoned again (this time in death) he feels like it’s his fault. Fun!

Branch shows a very interesting combination of self isolation and building his life around making people stay. Particularly his brothers. Branch hides in the fear of being abandoned again, first from the outside world and then from Poppy in his refusal to open up. At the same time he says he doesn’t want them [his brothers] to come back into his life then makes a bunker based on the base they wanted to build together. He keeps wearing Floyd’s old jacket and he holds onto the dream they once had. I mean for someone who claims to want his brothers out of his life did you SEE those puppy dog eyes when they told him they were planning to separate after rescuing Floyd.

Branch’s actual place in the family is the baby of the family. Although this label may have fit him 20 years ago, Branch has long outgrown it. Not that anyone else cares (other than Floyd). His family continues to treat him as the baby and ignore his maturity and needs. Upon reuniting with his older siblings Branch is promptly picked up, pinched, and generally treated like a child. Even Clay and Bruce who except each other in the ways that they’ve changed, still treat Branch like a small child. Now he feels like he has to prove that he isn’t a child, i.e. refusing the pacifier from Baby Diamond over and over again. 

In conclusion, Trolls Band Together is a wonderful movie that presents common band stereotypes and the ways that being put in boxes affect the real people behind the band. It highlights people stuck in their boxes, John Dory as the leader and Floyd as the sensitive people-pleaser. It also shows those who try (to vairing degrees of success) escape the boxes, Branch as the baby, Bruce as the heartthrob, and Clay as the funny one.

[lonleyzodiac]

More of what I’m calling Chilhood Games AU (with the help of both @goldenwitherphoenix13 and @skrunklydoo) where Ninjago is a game played by six kids aged 10-12 with what’s essentially character profiles;

Lloyd Garmadon, aged 10, closest thing they have to a leader despite being the youngest by a couple of months. Lloyd really didn’t want to be a ‘good guy’ initially and only wanted to be a bad guy like ‘Lord Garmadon’ aka his dad, was convinced when he was made the Green Ninja.

Lloyd can get super into the game at times and also one of the few keeping track of all their current lore, he has notebooks. Even outside the game the others will listen to him.

Kai Smith, aged 12, someone gave him a match once and he hasn’t stopped complaining they took it off of him. Originally absolutely the worse kid to play this type of game with because he was super ‘I’m the main character’ type but after a few threats of being kicked out by the other three playing at the time he mellowed out and now makes sure everyone is equally involved.

Kai sometimes makes the game rather physical even when it really doesn’t have to be, especially when Nya gets involved. Big brother instincts on the rest of the group

Nya Smith, aged 11, Kai’s slightly younger sister and while no one will admit it she’s utterly insane, she likes getting mechanical project set toys and doing the exact opposite it tells her for fun. When she gets an idea for how the game should go and the others give her to go ahead she will make it happen, anything the adults say be damned.

Another one who can make the game physical by accident, more so then Kai because for her ‘power’ she carries around multiple water bottles.

Jay Walker, aged 10, second to youngest by a few months and tends to be a bit dense on when the others are trying to steer the game a certain way or when an idea is a bit too dark for a ton of pre teens and like Nya will just go for it. Thinks his older brother, Morro, is the coolest person in the entire world at times.

He’s still adopted but no one knows who his birth parents are even Ed and Edna, Morro is also adopted and neither are interested in learning about their bio parents.

Cole Brookestone, aged 12, slightly younger then Kai and is deeply annoyed by how Kai holds this over his head. He’s also a slight hazard to any ‘villain’ they face as his way of wielding ‘earth’ is throwing rocks he finds at people, sometimes these are really big rocks.

He has lots of sleepovers at the others houses, especially the Walkers, and will sometimes sleep in the woods which causes his poor dad a panic every time.

Zane Julian, aged 12, actual oldest of the group and considered a little odd and strange, incredibly blunt and that one kid who comes out with the most random faces ever or completely story/game changing ideas. Likes to pretend he’s an only child despite his older brother Echo being right there.

Like Lloyd, Zane actually keeps track of the game and the extensive lore they have to the point he has a large board in his room dedicated to it.

Ok that’s enough for now lol, will likely do the villains if anyone’s interested but hey if anyone is interested im open to questions and stuff this au is fun and silly!

[nerdiel-has-no-braincells]

A Lifetime | Confessions pt 1

feat: nanami kento x f!reader, gojo satoru x f!reader

summary: yu’s birthday is celebrated with those who have been closest to him. what you didn’t expect was an after party

cw: cussing, make out sesh, unholy handholding

a/n: i’m sorry for the short chapter everyone! i didn’t realize how short it actually was but i wanted it to end on a happy note before we get into the fun

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3 months had passed since you and Satoru visited the cafe. Satoru would regularly go with you to visit Kento. He would be there when you needed his shoulder to cry on and to keep you company. There were more times where the two of you would have a picnic while visiting and you would bring Kento’s favorite food so that he wouldn’t feel left out.

One thing that drove Satoru wild was when you found out about his sweet tooth, you would occasionally greet him with a new treat. Knowing that you always made something solely for him caused Satoru to fall for you over and over again.

Your son was always ecstatic to see Satoru and Yuji, moreso Satoru since he was more on the same wavelength as your 6 year old son compared to Yuji, who would offer to help cook meals and clean up with you. It was amusing to see the difference in personality between the oldest and youngest guests that frequented your home.

Tonight in particular was in celebration for your son’s birthday, so you and and your mother were cooking him dinner while Satoru and Yuji kept Yu busy by telling him stories of his missions.

Your son admired Satoru and Yuji, almost as much as he admired his own father. There were times where you could swear the two of them brought out the innocence and wonder a child has before he goes back to his natural personality that resembled his father as if he was trying to hide acting like his own age.

You were grateful that both Satoru and Yuji were there to help fill part of the void Kento left, but there were nights where Yu would still cry himself to sleep because of how much he missed his father and it broke your heart because you know your child was suffering and there was only so much you could do.

Today was one of those days. This wasn’t the first birthday without Kento, but even though the years have gone by, it doesn’t get any easier for Yu as he was still young and he missed his father greatly. While Yuji and Satoru filled a role in his life, they would never replace the missing presence of his father.

“Have they contacted Yu at all?” Your mother asked, standing next to you while you were decorating the cake. You were making your son’s favorite cake: genoise sponge cake with strawberries and chocolate shavings.

You know who your mother was talking about; Kento’s parents. “No. They haven’t called or seen him at all.”

After Kento’s death, it was hard for them to accept it and in the end, you and your son were put to blame because he would have continued with his corporate job if you didn’t encourage him and he didn’t have a son to feed. Or if you had just gone back to taking missions instead of accepting the role of a stay at home mother.

You didn’t know where it came from because at the memorial service, you felt that they would be there for if not you, then your and Kento’s son at least. But they rejected him.

It pissed you off to no end. Your son was completely innocent throughout all of this and for his other grandparents to reject him solely based on their own grief hurt you. Of course you didn’t tell him the real reason why they stopped coming around, just that they moved away because staying in Tokyo was too painful for them.

The only reason you even knew about it was because you had called them last year to schedule a visit since it had been 2 years since Yu had seen his grandparents and you were told that the two of you were no longer family. Kento’s mother spat vicious venom at you, blaming the two of you for their loss as if you didn’t lose Kento as well.

To make matters worse, they even threatened to take Yu from you immediately after telling you he was no longer family. They were determined that you would kill their only grandson. But they didn’t expect you to stand your ground and fight them. One of the reasons Kento fell in love with you was because you were forthright when it came to matters that you deeply cared for. As soon as you were threatened with your own child, that was when you put your foot down, causing them to fall back on their threat.

A sigh escaped from your mother, snapping you back to the present.

“How can two people reject an innocent child?” She muttered to you and herself.

“I don’t even know, mom.” You responded. “But it’s their loss because they don’t see the person he’s grown up to be and will grow up to be. Besides,” you looked over at your shoulder to see Yu, Yuji and Satoru playing Mario Kart together that Yu received as a present. Yuji had let out a yell as Satoru successfully used a bomb on him in order to let Yu race to 1st, laughing loudly. The scenery made you smile.

“Everyone who loves him is here where they should be.”

After a few more rounds of Mario Kart, it was time for cake. As Yu made his way to the table with Yuji and Satoru at tow, you noticed the plastic crown on his head, which slid off as soon as he got onto the chair. Thankfully, you easily caught it and put it back on the top of his head.

“Where did you get this, my birthday boy? At school?” You asked, kissing his cheek.

“Uncle Gojo got it for me!” He answered happily. “He said all birthday boys and girls need it.”

You looked at Satoru and smiled at him before looking back at your son.

“Did you make sure to thank him?” You asked, which Yu nodded.

Yuji turned down the lights as your mother came in from the kitchen as you all sang happy birthday. You hugged your son while you sang to him and he kissed your cheek, patiently waiting until the singing was complete before he could blow out the candles.

Once they were all successfully blown, you noticed they immediately lit up again, causing Yu to blow them out once more. Again and again they lit up and the marvel that shone in his eyes was enough to make you laugh.

“Is this magic?!” He yelled, which caused the others to laugh.

“It’s a type of candle that lights back up when you blow it out. It’s meant to be a joke to trick the person they were bought for. I bought them.” Yuji explained, grinning.

Blowing them out once again, the candles began to spark as if they were coming back to life once again before they ceased all action. Turning the lights back on, you picked the candles off the cake before setting them aside.

The rest of the night passed quickly and both Yuji and your mom went home shortly before Yu had to prepare for bed.

Satoru stood next to you in the kitchen helping you clean with you washing the dishes and him rinsing and drying them.

“You know you didn’t have to help, right?” You said.

Satoru chuckled as he put the plate into the cabinet. He’d been over enough to know where everything went.

“I’m well aware I don’t, but I want to.” He responded, reaching for the next plate you were handing him to rinse and dry.

You opened your mouth to respond but were cut off by the running of your now 6 year old.

“I’m done mommy!” He yelled, passing by the kitchen and running into his room with you and Satoru watching.

The two of you looked at each other and giggled before you washed your hands to read Yu a bedtime story.

“I’ll be right back. We have a 2 chapter maximum.” You said as you left the kitchen and headed towards your son’s room.

Satoru wondered what you were reading to Yu, but then he remembered that Kento spent his time reading. Not to mention he was 6 and probably grew out of children's books so you had to read one more age appropriate. Shrugging his shoulders, he turned his attention back to the dishes so that you wouldn’t have to worry about finishing them.

An hour later, you quietly exited Yu’s room, leaving the door open a crack in case he needed you. As your son was falling asleep, he began to cry for his father and it broke your heart in two. You had to hold back your own tears while you gently stroked your fingers through your son’s blonde hair.

Watching his sleeping form, the tears that you tried so hard to prevent from forming fell down your cheeks. You placed a hand over your mouth to prevent sounds from coming out as you cried over the heartbreak of Yu.

Turning around, you didn’t expect to see Satoru cleaning up the living room. You jumped in shock since you figured he would have gone home. Instead, he stayed to clean up and the fact that he wanted to help made your chest tighten.

Dropping everything in his hand, Satoru rushed over to you and gently placed his hands on the sides of your face, worry evident in his expression.

“What’s wrong? Are you ok?” He asked, his eyes searching yours for an answer.

Somehow, that simple action caused your tears to begin flooding down your face before you threw your arms around him, burying your face in his chest.

Satoru froze for a millisecond before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you close to him. He didn’t know what happened, but he was here for you and he wasn’t going to let go until you calmed. If he had it his way, he’d never let you go.

Hoping you couldn’t hear how his chest pounded, Satoru laid his cheek on the top of your head.

“Tell me what happened.” He soothed, gently rocking you back and forth in a calming manner.

Clutching onto his shirt, you sniffled.

“He misses Kento so much and it hurts. No matter how long he’s been gone, Yu cries for his father. And it just breaks my heart so much.” You said, your voice going an octave higher at the last sentence as you tried to hold back your sobs.

Satoru rubbed your back, staying quiet. You didn’t need a conversation or to be told everything would be ok — you needed someone to be there.

In the quiet of the night, the only noises were your sniffles before you calmed down. Yet you didn’t let go of Satoru.

You don’t know when it happened, but he became a source of comfort for you and just being near him brought you that calmness.

Even when you calmed down, Satoru didn’t let go of you, continually rubbing your back with his large hand, cheek on your head. He wasn’t going to say anything until you were ready. He would never push you to talk.

Pulling your head away from his chest, you looked directly at Satoru, who gazed into your eyes with a gentleness behind them.

You don’t know why you did it, but you leaned in, standing on your toes, wrapping your arms around his neck before pressing your lips onto his. You could feel him jolt in surprise, not making any moves before his grip around you tightened and the hand that was rubbing your back rested against the back of your head as he leaned into the kiss.

Lips molding together perfectly as if you were made for each other, Satoru tilted his head to deepen the kiss, his tongue licking your bottom lip for access, which you granted.

Tongues pressing against each other, you felt Satoru lean down with you before his hands were placed on the back of your thighs, lifting you up and wrapping your legs around his waist shortly after. The sudden action caused you to moan.

Satoru walked backwards to your couch, masterfully maneuvering around other furniture as if he had the entire layout memorized. Sitting down with you on top of him straddling his lap, the hand on your back gently traced down before stopping above your ass, careful to not do any unwanted touches before his hand found its place on your hip, gently squeezing and rubbing circles with his thumb.

Breaking away from your lips, Satoru left kisses along your jaw before trailing down your neck and nipping at your collarbone, causing a breathy moan to escape your lips.

Satisfied with your reaction, Satoru left another nip on the other side before pressing a light kiss to it. Trailing his tongue up your neck, he kissed and nipped at your jaw.

“Mmm…Kento-ah!” You moaned before both of you froze.

You brought yourself back down to reality and pushed yourself away from Satoru, standing next to the touch with your back turned.

“(Y/N) I-“ Satoru began.

“I think it’s best if you leave.” You interrupted, not wanting to have a conversation.

Silence enveloped the room once more before you heard a silent ‘ok’. Shuffling sounded and you waited for the footsteps to fade away and the sound of the front door open and close before you dropped to the ground.

What possessed you to do such a thing? Even after you told yourself that you would never move on from Kento, you ended up making out with your friend.

And poor Satoru, you thought, you gave him the wrong signal during a low time and he ended up going along with it. You were the lowest of the low, using a good friend to fill the gap in your loneliness.

You walked to your room, shutting the door behind you before you sat down and cried with your hands covering your face.

You felt like you betrayed your husband. It sounds silly because he’s been dead for 3 years, but in your heart of hearts it felt like betrayal to you.

The next day after taking Yu to school, you decided to visit Kento on an off day in hopes you could get some clarity.

Walking up the hill, you see a mop of white hair standing in front of your husband’s grave, his hands in his pockets looking down at Kento’s grave sorrowfully.

Sensing you were there, Satoru looked at you, seemingly shocked to see you as you were him; which was understandable since you visited on specific days every week.

You turned your head away, choosing to not look at Satoru. Even while he was wearing his blindfold, you could feel his eyes boring into your skull. Fiddling with the hem of your shirt, you opted to come back tomorrow instead.

“I-I’m sorry. I’ll leave you to spend time with Kento.” You turned and began to descend the hill until you felt Satoru’s hand gently wrap around yours.

“(Y/N) wait!” He called out. “Please listen to what I have to say and I promise I’ll leave.”

Without looking back at him out of pure embarrassment, you made no further move to leave. Your fingers wrapped around his to indicate that he could continue.

Satoru looked down and pursed his lips. He fucked up. Royally so. But he still tried so hard to fight his feelings for you until you were ready.

He couldn’t do it anymore. He had to tell you.

“I’m sorry.” He began. “It was selfish and stupid of me to take advantage of you when you were grieving. But I can’t deny holding back my feelings for you anymore.”

Threading his fingers in between yours, he gulped — nervous to tell you in fear of losing you forever.

“I love you (Y/N).”

You were shocked at the sudden confession and turned to look at Satoru, who still was looking down at the ground.

“Satoru, I-“ You began.

“I don’t think I can pretend that I can wait anymore until you’re ready to move on. I know that you don’t feel like you ever will, but we never know what the future holds.”

Slipping his fingers from his free hand onto his blindfold, pulling it down his face as he lifts his head to look at you. You stilled at the look in his eyes; so full of resolve and love as he gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“If you’ll allow me to, I would like to keep loving you. And if the time comes where you’re ready to move on, please give me the chance to show you that I can make you happy.”

The combination of the determination and the confession itself caused your heart to skip a beat. You felt your cheeks begin to heat as if you felt his love in your own body. You couldn’t take your eyes away from his shining blue eyes, staring straight at you.

“Satoru, I. I don’t know.” Your breathing picked up the pace. You felt as if you were panicking. “You didn’t take advantage of me but I took advantage of you. I was comforted by the never ending kindness you’ve shown me and I…” Tears began to form as you spoke. “I’m a horrible person, Satoru. I shouldn’t have used you in that way to comfort my own feelings. And to even say his name instead.”

Satoru immediately stepped to you, letting go of your hand in order to place both hands on your cheeks. Wiping away the stray tears that fell, he gently shushed you.

“It’s understandable. You haven’t been with anyone after him. Your feelings haven’t strayed from him.”

You shook your head. “Of course I love him. He’s my husband but I…I feel something for you Satoru. And it feels wrong, like I shouldn’t be feeling anything except for what I feel for Kento.”

Satoru jolted for a split second before pressing his forehead against yours.

“(Y/N). It’s ok, don’t force yourself to feel anything for me, even if it’s the tiniest. I’m willing to wait for you no matter how long it takes. I won’t ask you to stop feeling your love for him because I don’t want you to.

It just shows me that when you love, your love is so strong that it transcends anything; even death.”

You closed your eyes as your tears continued to spill.

“Thank you Satoru. For everything. I don’t want to lose you though, even as a friend.” You cried.

“You won’t. Ever. Even if you’ll never feel anything for me, I won’t ever stop being your friend. You’re too important to me.” He responded, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

“You’re important to me too, Satoru. You and Yuji are such great influences for Yu and he loves you so much. I’d hate for him to lose you. I don’t want to lose you either.”

“You won’t. Neither one of you will. I promise.”

You nodded and looked up at Satoru. His crystal blue eyes never once stopped looking at you and it was as if after his confession you could clearly see the love resembled in them. How could you ever ask anyone to keep their feelings to themselves? You understood why he confessed and it would be wrong of you to pretend he never had.

The relationship between you was forever changed whether you liked it or not. But it was a change you were happy to welcome. Maybe not now, maybe not soon, but eventually.

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[thenerdnextdoorxo]

can i request an AOU avengers cast x teen!reader. so the reader is starring in the movie as wanda’s like badass kid sidekick sister or whatever role you come up with and she’s the complete opposite of your average kid bc she’s so quiet reserved and uptight like even with rdj jokes she’s just straight faced bc her parents are rarely around bc they’re very successful in Hollywood but when they do get the chance to be around her they always criticize everything she does and generally dog her(mainly her mom) so the cast just wants her to have a different experience from that and have fun while shooting a film

This is an old request, sorry for taking so long T-T also this gif is adorable

You worked with marvel ever since you were ten, they were basically family to you. You were the youngest there, so naturally you were cared for by everyone. When you don't have anywhere to stay, one of them would offer you to stay at their place. If you want to go somewhere but don't want to go alone, just call one of them and they would immediately go with you. The fact that your parents are not always around makes them even more protective of you.

Your parents are famous Hollywood actors, and for that, they never really where around. They were always traveling and leaving you alone most of the time. When you where younger, you were convinced that you didn't need an adult in your life at all, so whenever some adult tries to help you, you would get annoyed. Frustrated even. You feel that way with every adult except the cast of the Avengers. They never made you feel that way.

Today, you were expecting to see your parents. You were not excited at all. With the new avenger movie coming out, you knew they would criticize the shit out of your performance. They did that every time a movie you were in came out. You would think that the amount of time that they criticize you would make you numb to their comments, but you weren't. You felt each and every one of them. But you hopped that they won't do the same thing today because you thought that you did amazing in the movie. Apparently you were wrong, they started criticizing you about literally everything.

You were confused, you did the best you can, is it not enough? these thoughts has been haunting you even the next week when you had an interview about the new movie and while you were preparing for it, the cast noticed how you were more quite than usual and looked like you were deep in thought about something. Some of them, like Robert and Scarlet tried talking to you to cheer you up a bit, but it didn't work. Then they decided to tell Lizzie about it since she is the closest to you. "She isn't alright I can tell, she didn't even laugh at my jokes, everyone likes my jokes," Robert said.

Lizzie started to get concerned about you, that was not your nature, what is going through your mind? She walked up to you while deep in thoughts and sat next to you. "Hey," She said. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine," You said, not even having the energy to look at her. "Is there something wrong? You know you can tell me. It's okay," She said slightly rubbing your shoulder. You couldn't hold your tears back. How could they be so nice to you when you probably ruined their movie because of your bad performance. When you started crying, the cast gathered around you to know what is going on. When they heard your explanation, they all were heartbroken. How can your parents do that to you? You were their child!

They kept on reassuring you that you did amazing and the fans loved you so much, there is no need to listen to your parents because they are dead wrong. The cast refused to let you live with your parents because they didn't appreciate you at all so they made you live with them and brought you with them to go to trips to make out what you were missing from your parents.

Quality time.

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Guess who has a final tomorrow but decided to write a fic instead of study? meeeeee

my requests are open :)

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[opaleyedprince]

dorian lorepost 3: friends, family, and fun (for me - not he)

under a cut bc this is L O N G and i mean. essay length probably

family

apart from his birth mother (roza), dorian has five members in his immediate family: his father (stephan), his stepmother (carmen), and three older half siblings: eduard, andrei, and isobel. the rest of dorian's family lack his dark hair and eyes, with all of his sibling having dirty-blond, red, or brown hair, leaving dorian to stick out like a sore thumb in family portraits.

his father was not expecting another child, much less one that inherited the family crest, and his relationship with dorian has always been awkward. as a child, dorian was very pushy about whether or not his father even cared about his birth mother at all, and for a period of several years refused to speak to him after a particularly bad fight. despite this, they are currently on speaking terms, with stephan teaching dorian how to properly activate/wield/manage his crest. he also ensured dorian was given proper combat training, along with scholarly teachings involving history, strategy, and politics.

dorian was very shy around his stepmother for months after being rescued from the bitter cold, and in turn carmen was conflicted about dorian and everything the child represented. but she was the first to notice the way dorian shivered at the slightest hint of a chill, his hesitance when it came to touch and his refusal of skin on skin contact despite how obviously he wanted connection. for his fifth birthday, she gifted him a pair of gloves that served to help alleviate his fears, and in turn he began to view her as a parental figure.

she took him under her wing - he was about a year behind her youngest - and raised him as her own. while his father provided dorian with lessons based around his future responsibilities as an inheritor of the family's crest, carmen ensured that he had not only a well-rounded education (expanding his lessons to include the arts and practical skills like cooking and sewing), but that he had hobbies as well (he took to things like dancing, poetry, embroidery, and fencing).

of dorian's three half siblings, the eldest is eduard, who took the addition of a new sibling in stride despite the fact that he was being raised to be the future head of house konstantinov before dorian's abrupt arrival. he doesn't have an adversarial relationship with dorian, but neither does he have a particularly close bond with him; he's always been distant and cold. since he's several years older than dorian, he has no real idea how to have a proper conversation with him. most of dorian's memories involve eduard talking about how dorian has to be perfect, exemplary, without flaw so that he does not bring shame upon their house. this sentiment comes from a place of genuine care, it's just that eduard hasn't made the effort to actually get to know dorian, absorbed as he is in his duties.

andrei is the middle child of dorian's half siblings, and the only one who has taken a wholly adversarial view of him. they find dorian's presence shameful and used to bully him relentlessly when they were children. it was only after their parents intervened that andrei backed off, though their relationship has never grown any warmer. andrei is a performer who travels throughout faerghus and is often on the road. they're generally a bit stuck-up and very proud, with a soft spot for their two siblings and no one else. secretly, both they and dorian wish to bridge the gap between them, but andrei has no clue how to go about apologizing for the way they've treated dorian in the past. despite no longer holding any real animosity towards him, they continue to be combative.

the youngest of dorian's half siblings - and the one closest to his own age - is isobel. she's just a year older than him, and took to dorian like a duck to water when they were introduced. the pair quickly became thick as thieves and would often get into trouble, with isobel becoming more outgoing around dorian (who managed to be even more shy than she was). out of his entire family, isobel is the one dorian is closest to; he writes letters to her regularly and hers is always the first opinion he seeks when he needs advice. a gifted and talented mage, isobel has chosen to spend her time teaching others using her skills. when she's not travelling throughout the kingdom offering herself as a tutor she spends her time honing her magic and putting her lessons on paper. as of dorian heading to the academy, she hopes to make copies of her work available within the next five years.

friends

as a member of house konstantinov, dorian grew up mostly hearing about the other houses in the holy kingdom via proxy - due to his status as the only child of the family that bore a crest, he was raised mostly secluded on the konstantinov grounds. on rare occasions when other nobility visited, he would spend most of the time in hiding due to his shy nature. he happened to meet several of the blue lions briefly throughout his earlier years (felix, ingrid, and dimitri). dorian had very few friendships apart from his close bond with his older sister.

due to his house's close relationship with the church of seiros, dorian is very used to being around knights and other members of the church, including even the archbishop herself. before the events of three houses, he had been to visit the monastery multiple times, and thinks of it as a safe place without needing time to settle in once the academy phase starts. he's friends with flayn and views seteth as a sort of older brother figure, and keeps up his swordplay skills by dueling the knights in their spare time.

dorian is capable of getting along with almost anyone, but as of the academy phase his circle of friends includes felix, mercedes, dedue, ignatz, linhardt, and tentatively dimitri.

lil misc details

dorian is deathly afraid of heights and the cold, often wearing more layers than is strictly necessary and refusing to look out of high windows or over railings

dorian's favorite animals are those often considered to be pests: vultures, ravens/crows, and foxes

dorian's room always has a large fire going in it, even during the warmer months

dorian is considered mysterious by others his age who don't know him (he's actually just shy)

dorian likes going on horseback rides and was given two hunting dogs when he came of age

when he's unable to sleep, dorian can be found going on walks outside or playing piano

so, about that crest

since it's stated that the nabatean's blood was a required component in giving the elites their crests, constantine likely already was in possession of a crest when they defected. however! since the game doesn't elaborate on the exact methods i chose to believe it was some sort of magic-laced blood transfusion, one which constantine was notably on the lesser receiving end of; because even in their elevated status they were still just an ex-stablehand.

so at some point i do think - as a form of hazing - constantine was forced to drink blood. which did suck but also well. you did betray your friend dude maaaaybe you should not have done that? and this is why the konstantinov crest behaves differently/the way it does.

anyway- effects of this! constantine's hair was probably run through with streaks of gray by the time they switched sides again to support seiros, and by the end of the war their hair was almost fully white. it was only with rhea's help that they were able to better manage the effects of their crest on their body and psyche.

among these effects was the ability to hear the other relics, or rather to hear bits of who they had once been. their own weapon, which beat in their hands to the tempo of the crest stone imbedded within it, whispered to them in the voice of the friend they'd allowed to be killed. even after the war, constantine was seen as a mysterious recluse, driven mad by their own guilt and oath-bound to the church in a form of eternal repentance.

constantine lived far longer than any of the other elites, becoming a pale shadow who lingered at rhea's side and served her faithfully as one of her very first knights. upon their passing, they were entombed by their family in what would become the konstantinov mausoleum, located in the cold frostbitten mountains where the family grounds was also constructed.

now, decades and decades later, their crest still allows the inheritor to hear the whispers of the hero's relics, though said whispers have grown quieter and rarer over time.

even individuals that do not inherit the konstantinov crest still find themselves preferring their meats rare, and some have been born with particularly sharp senses or found their incisors growing in more pointed than before when they lost their baby teeth. depleting ones' energy by overusing the crest will cause the user to crave rare meats, and outsiders who know the workings of their crest often refer to them as vampires as a joke (they don't actually drink blood - except in cases of desperation orrr well. what partners do is their business and not anyone else's mkay).

dragon and blood imagery is prevalent outside of the family's coat of arms, and dark maroon is the most common underlying color when it comes to decorations or things that are associated with the family, such as a flag or a handkerchief. rather than ordinary gargoyles, the mansion sports draconic ones, along with dragons incorporated into the architecture or furniture inside, with the primary accent color being gold or golden-bronze.

[blis00ya]

eruhan family

my most ambitious modern au headcanon for my most precious rarepair, the lineup for their children was finalized 230911 bcs 9 kids soothe my eyes

the family tree: hange-smith

the parents: erwin smith and zoe hange

bit of a background: they were classmates during kindergarten and he immediately grew a crush on her, but he had to go back to the UK due to his family's business. they met again during college and immediately hit it off and started dating despite a 3-year age difference.

hailing from a big family, zoe wanted to recreate it; crushing on zoe so hard, erwin wanted it too.

he eventually inherited his parents' companies and she became a scientist in many fields.

irish twins: eren and armin

while eren was planned, armin was definitely NOT. the former was a honeymoon baby while the latter... well, blame erwin! they have a 1-year age gap.

zoe thought of their names because she wanted it to sound like erwin's name. eren's green eyes are from both his grandmothers' eyes which made him all the more adored while armin took all of erwin's features, making him erwin's favorite. zoe was the main caretaker of the two but they're undeniably daddy's boys.

eren will be a firefighter and armin the sole heir of erwin's businesses.

the golden child: sasha

sasha was born 5 years later, inheriting all of zoe's features which erwin absolutely loved, making him see that she does no wrong in his eyes.

the couple decided to concentrate on the irish twins before having her who was her brothers' dream come true since they had been wishing for a sister. she's spoiled rotten and eremin does not allow her to do any household chores despite teaching her how. zoe was her main caretaker but she's both a daddy and mommy's girl.

she'd grow to be a baker and open her bakeries.

the triplets: pieck, marcel, porco (PMP)

6 years after doting on the favorite child, the couple decided it's time for another, although this time, they didn't expect it to be triplets. while they were overjoyed, zoe's siblings were stressed for her but erwin's parents were excited for them.

pieck had her the hair color of zoe's mother, but both grandmothers and zoe's sister declared her as their favorite, also armin's because she's smart; marcel is eren's favorite because he's very diligent, quiet, and observant, ever the peacemaker; porco is sasha's favorite because he used to follow her around and obey her every request just to get her approval. erwin is their main caretaker but they're very much the babies of their eldest siblings.

pieck would grow to be a journalist, marcel a diplomat, and porco an air force member.

fraternal twins: zofia and falco (ZF)

after 4 years, the couple again didn't expect they'd have another set and zoe's OB wanted to smack the shit out of erwin.

erwin named zofia because he wanted something similar to zoe's name while armin named falco because he felt like it. the triplets joked that the ink went dry with the twins' hair (and the two absolutely believed it). falco adores eren the most while zofia idolizes armin so much even if he's always making her cry for the fun of it. erwin was their main caretaker but the triplets helped the most.

zofia would be an astrophysics major and falco a literature major.

youngest: ymir

the result of erwin's request to zoe 7 years later and she agreed because she also missed having a baby in the house.

eren named her and declared her the sister he didn't know he was missing, she's closest to him and the twins; her grandparents liken her to a cat because she's always curled up with her parents. shy and distant with the triplets, the couple were her main caretaker with the rest of the siblings helping out.

she'd grow to be a pediatrician.

[lady-lazagna]

So I just saw that you have the oc ask and well I couldn't help but to wonder how this would go since my only oc's are fankids. And well, since Hoshi has gone back to the workshop since I made her a clone, I would like to throw little Tae into your hands to see what happens.

Fankids are where all our separate continuities get real fucked up😎 luckily for Tae, I have no Yuki or Motti fankids, so he slots right in!

Obviously Madina will never be done bullying his father for his nerdish ways, but Tae gets a pass since he seems to have inherited his mother’s zest for life (and is also. y’know. a child, and Madina’s an adult now). Maybe she could take him for a spin on her motorbike if it doesn’t give his dad a panic attack. She's the designated babysitting parent for most of the gang's kids, so if Yuki dares to join in on that trend, Tae's getting a lot of lessons on Street Smarts and the Real life advice.

Madi and Tsubasa have three children of their own. Idk when Tae was born so idk who he'd be closest in age to, but I think he'd be most likely to get along best with the youngest, Yuna. She’s very quiet but loves playing make believe and is also incredibly intelligent. Her best friend is Ashanti and Benkei’s more loud and hands-on daughter, Nana, so Tae could hang out with the both of them. They love to explore and do “experiments” while they play, so I’m sure he’d fit right in, given that he seems to be a smart and adventurous kid.

If he's closer to the middle child Kyoko's age, then this is very close to a Madina and Yuki 2.0 dynamic. She's teasing his ass every way to Sunday, but also this is HER nerd to make fun of, so don't come for him >:( Really, she won't be that bad, since she's a bey mechanic so she's also got that Nerd Brain. But we love a bit of ironic hypocrisy in this house.

And if he's closer to the oldest, Koa, that'd be fun! Koa is a very kind and personable boy, so he tends to get along well with most people (if they don't fuck with his family). He's a classic cool dude with a passionate blader's spirit and all, and as far as I can tell Tae is also choc full of the BS, so they can be good blading pals/rivals. Typical blader friendship.

[thatweirdguyinenglish]

AOT oc that has been stuck in my head

Just so people know none of the anatomy isnt mine it all belongs to @Mellon_soup on patreon.

This is a random oc i havent stopped thinking about since i started season 4 of aot- dunno what their story is but i thought of some random bullshit about them so it'll be listed bellow the drawings.

(For now his name shall be Alaois) *JUST A LITTLE INFO* Alaois is gay (very well known hes basicly the king twink in the cadets), Pretty chill going while still being pretty prideful and will reck the shit out of you if you come for his friends.

(He also has ADHD and Autisim)

He was born into a wealthy family (With 2 older siblings) in the Ehrminch District in Wall Sheena, but due to the family having little care about him (Due to his siblings making money) became quite the rebellious and adventurous child. This eventually lead to a fight with his family and he (In rage, ofc) joined the cadets, planning to prove his family wrong. His family also was belivers in the walls and died in the fight between Annie and Eren, Alaois had very mixed feelings about this. He wouldn't look at Eren for a few days after that.

The people hes closest to is Ymir, Jean and Eren.

Hes the youngest out of the Levi squad (Hes a year younger).

He offen will tease Jean about Mikasa, and Ymir about Historia.

Ymir and him are gossip gays (And the Historia protection duo)

When Ymir died(/ dissapeared) Alaois would go to her grave (Or where ever they hung out most) and would just talk to her.

Alaois and Eren during boring meetins have staring contests, they almost always get out of hand and Hange makes bets with Levi about who will win.

When he first met Levi he was ecstatic and really interested about him, Levi was surprised to be on eye level with someone.

Jean and him where paired together for look out most days, so they made ODM race arenas around the areas.

He enjoys listening to Armin ramble while he does things.

When Alaois first joined the cadets, he came out almost instantly, and people made fun of him.... until he beat them all in test scores.

Speaking of test scores, he was just in the leading scores, and is one of the most trustworthy scouts.

He has a death stare, and has no idea.

He hates dual weilding his blades, so he offen kills with one hand.

Hes the Levi squads on field nurse, and during Erens hardening experiments he took care of Eren constantly.

Prob would kill someone if it was asked of him, and he has.

AND NOW, season 4 Alaois.

Onyankapon is his favourite person from other nations.

He grew out his hair for an experiment of hanges, but ended up not letting her do it because he liked it too much.

Alaois had always thought Armin was a perfect fit for commander, and constantly dropped hints to Hange and Levi.

Levi taught him how to knife fight (After about a year of Alaois begging him to)

He considers Hange and Levi his parents. They know.

When he saw Eren again he was compleatly shocked, he debated going to see him but ended up not because he was too scared he'd be what people said.

(This is compleatly headcannoned btw) After the rumbling, he joined Jeans squad as his leading solider.

He and Renier became closer after everything.

Ok thats it bye

[wickedsrest-rp]

Name: Gideon "Sully" Sullivan Species: Human (Non-powered) Occupation: Kindergarten Teacher Age: 29 Years Old Played By: Chandler Face Claim: Noah Centineo

“Well, I for one know everyone's a little different. We all deserve an equal chance.”

Gideon Sullivan grew up in a coastal town with his parents and older sisters, an average life for an average human. As a child, he and his siblings would roam the streets and beaches, and as long as they were home by nightfall they had free reign to do as they pleased. They thought themselves to be regular explorers, the simple roads and shores were like unknown land for them to discover. 

There was a house by the beach that they all avoided, and not just them, but the entirety of the town seemed to give it a wide berth. No one knew who lived there, or if anyone did at all, but it gave everyone the creeps. Something about it just felt… off. And of course, when something seems off limits, the children of the town made it a game to see who could get closest, who could touch the door, who could look in the windows. But no one dared to enter.

One day, as the sun was beginning to descend in the sky, Sully and his siblings were hanging out on the beach with some neighborhood kids. And, of course, their fun turned to the classic truth or dare. When it got to Sully, they dared him to not only open the front door of the house, but to go inside. He looked at his siblings, wondering if he should switch to truth, but knew that they would never let him live it down, and turned to walk to the house. He walked up the creaking steps to the door, and it was as if it was waiting for him, because it simply swung open when he tried the handle.

Going inside, the place looked completely abandoned. It was a tiny home, a few doorways leading off to different rooms, but what really interested him was the hundreds of water logged books in the main room. They were scattered around, stacked in piles in a large semi-circle. He crept forward to look at them, entering the circle, not noticing the worn out chalk lines on the floor, and as he did everything stopped. He heard a sound like thunder under water, as of waves were crashing around him, and everything went dark.

When he woke up, he was soaking wet, his sister's shaking him and looking terrified. The house was dark as the sun had set outside, and they had obviously come looking for him. With him awake, they took him home, and they never went near the house again.

His life seemed to resume normalcy after that. It wasn’t until he was in middle school, pulling an all-nighter for a history project, that he realized something might be… off. He went into school that morning, exhausted, and sat down in his first class of the day, only to look at his teacher and see scales. And teeth. He rubbed at his eyes, trying not to stare, but he couldn’t believe his eyes. In the end, he chalked it up to his exhaustion, thinking it was only a hallucination. But then it kept happening. Any time he was tired, any time he stayed up a little too late, he would see things. Monsters. People he had seen for years, strangers, people just passing by. They would all suddenly be different.

This continued through high school, and into college. He even took a minor in mythology to try and make sense of it, and it did help, at least a little. It didn’t exactly give him a reason, but it made it easier to accept. And it gave him direction. Every so often he would hear mention of a place called Wicked’s Rest, and if he was going to find out why he could see the things he could, he figured he might as well start there.

Character Facts:

Personality: Compassionate, enthusiastic, empathetic, paranoid, timid, stubborn, naive, soft, ambitious, selfless

He is the youngest of three, he has two older sisters named Agatha and Magnolia. They are fraternal twins. They love making his life hell.

He has been writing a children's book called "Everybody is Special" over the past year.

He has two cats named Atreyu and Falkor. They are his best friends.

His last relationship ended badly, with his long term partner

[daydreaming-ace]

The Darcys (P&P OCs)

More info is under the cut, but here's the basics:

In order of oldest to youngest, their names are: Benjamin Edward, Elizabeth Cassandra, and Anne Evelyn.

They all inherited the Darcy 'tism (tm), because the headcanon is fun.

I'm assuming that P&P takes place during the later part of the Napoleonic Wars (1803-1815), so they exist during the late Georgian Era (1714-1837) to the Victorian Era (1837-1901).

Elizabeth and Benjamin are the only ones that can look for potential spouses, though Benjamin is the only one doing so.

The picrews I used were made by fronounxes and baby_carrot_art. Both of these picrews have characters that are facing forward, meaning they can probably trigger scopophobia.

Benjamin Edward Darcy

Age Range: 19-21

Birthday: February 28th

He is biromantic and nebularomantic, though he's a hopeless romantic.

He primarily wears brown and neutral colors, since he is a simple/humble person. His outfit also makes him look warmer than his father, who wears cool colors.

"Benjamin" is the closest thing his parents could get to naming him "Bennet"; the Bennet family was not notable enough to name their child after, so "Benjamin" was the compromise. His middle name is derived from Mr Gardiner's name, since he signed one of his letters with "Edw. Gardiner".

He is commonly nicknamed "Ben" or "James", though he prefers "James" when in public.

Due to an accident from when he was younger, he uses a walking cane. No one is really sure what happened, with the only known detail being that he injured his left knee.

Ben is very shy, though his overt kindness makes it seem endearing. This kindness is usually interpreted as romantic by potential suitors, though he usually means nothing by it.

His shyness is caused by social anxiety. This has resulted in him not trusting his judgement, as he thinks it's just his nerves.

He knows how to play the pianoforte, and often plays his own songs. However, he primarily does this when there are no guests.

Elizabeth Cassandra Darcy

Age Range: 16-18

Birthday: February 14th

She is a lesbian.

She primarily wears light green, especially mint green. It's mainly because her father wears dark green, but it could also be read as being associated with her homosexuality... it could also be because green was a popular color.

She was named after her mother, as she's the oldest daughter. Outside-of-universe, she was named after Jane Austen's sister, Cassandra Elizabeth Austen; her middle name being "Elizabeth" was a happy coincidence, and I ran with it.

She is commonly nicknamed "Beth", "Betty", or "Cassie", to differentiate from her mother's nicknames of "Eliza" and "Lizzy". She is mainly referred to as "Beth", though those close to her call her "Cassie".

She wears glasses due to being nearsighted. Without them, she can't tell the difference between a person and a door.

Beth is rather blunt with her thoughts, since she doesn't want any miscommunications. Surprisingly, this has caused miscommunications.

In the past, she has accidentally turned down potential suitors because they were being too subtle with their feelings. Multiple people have tried to pair her up with a suitor, because of this.

She writes poetry whenever inspiration strikes her. She mainly writes about nature and the people she encounters, though she recently has started writing about an unknown person (known only as Beloved).

Anne Evelyn Darcy

Age Range: 9-11

Birthday: August 23rd

Due to her age, she hasn't had any romantic experiences. As a result, her romantic orientation is unclear for now.

She primarily wears light blue, though she thinks it's a darker shade. It is primarily associated with freedom, which is something Anne wants to have; blue is also associated with purity and serenity, which are traits adults would want her to have.

She was named after Lady Anne de Bourgh, since she couldn't have children of her own. Her middle name comes from the family midwife's surname, as she's been with the Darcys for decades.

Due to her name being short, she usually isn't referred to by a nickname. However, she is occasionally called "Annie" in an affectionate manner.

Her eyes are usually closed, since her eyes are sensitive to light. She does have a pair of shades, but they're too small to actually work.

Since she primarily hears interactions, she has learned to pick up on changes in tone. She has often made mistakes, though, due to some vocal cues sounding similar.

She's still trying to figure out how life works, and how she fits in the world. This is difficult, due to her sources ranging from "rich man raised rich" to "unmarried servant-class woman".

She loves watercolor painting, though most of her paintings are abstract. Once in a while, she has painted a landscape or a portrait, though.

[msommers]

1, 2, 7 and 15 for Riya and her bros

thank you!! 💜 // sibling relationship meme

1.) Who was the favorite child?

daimon is priscilla’s favorite and she doesn’t hide it. she spent decades rebuilding what had been lost of the family’s wealth and wanted one of her children to inherit the business she’d made prosperous again, so naturally her favoritism was immediate when daimon showed an interest in the work after the two sons before him couldn’t care less. a lot of her allotted family time was spent with her focus on him even if the others were there.

loren dances around the question because he knows the impact priscilla’s clear favoritism had on the rest of the children (even if they refused to admit it aloud). but like,,,everyone knows it’s riya. even if he hadn’t clearly spoiled her the most, the brothers could tell by how much time he dedicated to teaching her magic. he was justified as he was the first person to notice what she struggled with in studies and found ways to change how she learned so information actually processed, but the special attention was still noticed. (mostly by the youngest two boys, the other two were old enough to not really mind.)

2.) How ride-or-die they were as kids?

— regulus and riya are the closest despite the 13 year age difference, he probably bullied a kid or two in her younger days because they upset her lmao. they can and would commit crimes for each other to this day, which regulus very much did!! but we’re not snitching. the best brother of them all. — magnus and riya were never close, he was too serious and “boring” for her. he’d rather study than deal with whatever issues she had going on tbh — daimon is riya’s second favorite for numerous reasons, one of them being that he’s like their mother in the way that he can quickly discern how to tear someone down and then does it with the utmost style. it’s the flair of it all when he sticks up for her that makes it all the better — sebastian can choke lmfao he was fun when they were both young because he struggled with studying as well and would take riya’s side when she was talked down to because of it, but then his attitude started to get worse and soon after the chantry sunk its teeth into him and he’d now sooner throw her to the wolves rather than take her side.

7. ) How affectionate they are?

sebastian is the only one who doesn’t take part in the sibling affection because he thinks he’s above the entire family at this point. regulus and daimon receive the most gestures because 1) riya likes them the most, and 2) they actively return them and initiate affection themselves. magnus doesn’t mind a hug here or there but that’s about all he enjoys.

15.) Which of their parents each is most like?

— regulus leans towards being like their father. both lively and dramatic, they are vocal about their desires and won’t take part in something they’re not interested in. both excellent story tellers with a habit of embellishing the details for a bigger reaction. — maybe their mother? for magnus?? he doesn’t super take after either of them, but he has her strong sense of responsibility and unfortunately inherited priscilla’s flaw of being rather detached. they’d both rather focus on their work instead of attending family dinner :// — daimon’s funny because he took after mama priscilla when it came to work, but so much of his personality comes from loren. the arrogance, the dramatics, the charm and ambition. more work-focused but still knows how to have fun, unlike priscilla lmao — sebastian is a piece of work and nobody knows where he got it from. (which is a straight-up lie, he got his determination, temper and ego right from his mother but she refuses to admit it because he’s using them all against her.) — riya is almost a copy of her father it’s not even funny. her defiance, loyalty, passion and humor all come from him and those are just the most obvious traits. she also got his impatience and arrogance but literally who’s looking at that it’s the matching smiles that matter most

[shxfting]

the royal "we" part 2

under the cut is mei's generation of the family!

caius, the future king.

fiadh and cassius' oldest. arguably the most responsible in his generation. but there was a phase where he was absolutely unhinged. there was a bit of a scare when he took things too far and it was enough to make him get his shit together. he takes his future seriously and spends a lot of his time soaking in as much knowledge as he can. he hopes he'll be the kind of king the people love more than they fear.

felix, the partier.

fiadh and cassius' second child. extremely close with cassia and is usually the one in possession of their shared brain cell. here for a good time and a long time, but never anything overly reckless or outright harmful. felix uses he/they pronouns and prefers to be referred to using gender neutral terms (ex: person over man).

cassia, the people's princess.

fiadh and cassius' third. extremely close with felix. she has ever thought a single thing she's done through once in her life. not malicious, but just doesn't really care. that being said, she's very charming and most of the court adores her. she's not as closed off as most of the family and even if she's not the most savvy, she tends to be able to read the court's mood better than the rest.

aeliana, the orphaned.

fiadh and cassius' youngest. she's adopted and biologically cassius' niece. her parents were murdered by her mom's jealous lover. it was...messy. and everyone decided it was better for to be raised away from their court. all things considered, she had a pretty decent childhood. she loves her siblings, even if they can stress her out. she's closest with caius. very apt at court politics so he runs a lot of ideas by her.

carys, the romantic.

saoirse and rhys' oldest (by about 2 minutes, but it still counts). emrys' twin sister. very bubbly, very open, very much a 'strangers are friends we haven't met yet' type of girl. sort of has her head in the clouds. down for a good bit of fun no matter what, but does not have a single mean bone in her body. the least cutthroat in the entire family.

emrys, the wanderer.

saoirse and rhys' youngest (according to carys). carys' twin brother. he's incredibly sweet, but he can't sit still. the fae world is a bit more risky, someone would definitely say something and he'd get busted for sneaking out, so he pops off to the human world any time he can feasibly get away. he doesn't tend to get close to mortals, he mostly likes to observe.

belle, the illegitimate.

tadhg's daughter. her parents used to rule a court but heard there was a coup coming. tadhg was a trusted friend so while they were on the run, they brought him their daughter. as far as she and most of the world know, she's tadhg's illegitimate daughter. she's a bit aloof and not always the best socially, but she would always help someone who needs it. she also has pretty strong magic that hasn't always been the easiest to control.

lorcan, the despondent.

eamon and flora's only child. his life was pretty perfect up when he was a kid. his parents were deliriously in love and doted on him, making sure he never wanted for anything. and then his mother got murdered. and his father couldn't cope. his aunts and uncles tried to fill the void, but he was young and grieving both parents in some ways. and then his father got remarried and had new children and he saw pieces of the father he remembered. things are better, but there's still a black hole of emotion he can't quite deal with.

líadan, the liar.

eamon and lin's oldest. as part of her parent's marriage arrangement, once she was a teenager she was sent to live with her mother's family. so she's not involved in the court and she doesn't come to visit. there's not much she misses, except maybe her father. but things were always weird for her in the court. the family knew she could lie since she wasn't full fae and it made hard for any of them to trust her. she gets it, but god it fucking sucked. at least where hse is now, they all accept her.

mei, the bold.

eamon and lin's youngest. mei is easily the most outgoing in her family. she has this natural energy about her and has so much love to give. down to do almost anything once. if there's a revel, she's there. but she also knows the importance of the royals and takes her role seriously when needed. probably the most adept at court politics outside caius and aeliana, which surprises a lot of people because it's not a skill she tends to flex.

[ldss-interactive]

At Alter’s End: A CYOA Novel

Overview:

Trentworth, Maine. A town of ten thousand southeast of Ellsworth and North of Bayside. Its only bragging point since its conception in 1867 was being a shoreline city and cheaper than any of the other big tourist towns. Nothing ever happened here, besides the occasional drowning or fishing trip accident, until the killings started. They lasted five years in total and 48 people were lost to the killer’s sick desires. Robert Hall terrorized this small town, slipping under the radar by focusing on those considered “undesirable”; sex workers, orphans, drug addicts, and the like. Now ten years later, ten years after the killer has been put behind bars, murders have begun again. A copycat killer has come to Trentworth. And they seem to be targeting the ones left behind, still trying to pick up the shattered pieces of their lives…

You take the role of a highschool senior; your parents having died in a home fire shortly before the killer was put behind bars and now under the care of your workaholic aunt. Make allies of your classmates or attempt to go it alone, clear your parents’ name from their believed involvement with the killer or fight to put the past behind you, deal with the skeletons in your closet and mind or bury them deeper... Oh, and make sure your history project is turned in on time. With two young siblings depending on you and a whole host of problems a highschool student should never have to deal with, can you survive this nightmare made real?

Trigger Warnings: This game will go into very heavy topics including the following; murder, death, various mental health issues (such as PTSD, depression, and anxiety), abandonment, gambling, various types of drug addiction, self harm mentions (not happening to the MC or shown in graphic detail), suicide, sex work, child abuse (mental, emotional, and physical), and dangerous situations. This is a murder mystery/thriller, it is NOT intended for audiences below 18.

Hello! Thank you for showing interest in At Alter’s End. This is a Choose Your Own Adventure style novel in the Thriller and Murder Mystery genres. It would also fit nicely in the Drama genre as well, but Drama is not the focus. This will be a rather lengthy project, with fifteen chapters plus a prologue and epilogue planned.

You take on the role of a senior at Trentworth High. Join an after-school activity, take care of your younger siblings, prepare for finals, get a part time job, find a date to homecoming, and survive your worst nightmare come to life. The copycat killer is targeting the students of your school and no one is safe. With the police dragging their feet, no help coming any time soon from any higher up law enforcement, and the locals refusing to acknowledge the possibility of a copycat killer, it’s up to you and your classmates to find the person responsible...before it’s too late.

- You can play as female, male, nonbinary, or trans!

- You can be straight, gay, or bisexual!

- A highly customizable MC including hair color, eye color, skin color, hair length, height, and personality and interests!

- The ability to choose which mental illness the MC suffers from due to the trauma of their past from the following:

Anxiety, Depression, or PTSD.

- The MC is deaf in their right ear ear due to the way in which their parents died; this is not something that can be changed.

- Choose from 7 different official after-school activities! Trentworth Volunteers, Up and Coming Artists, National Debate Society, National Honors Society, Co-Ed Varsity Basketball, Creative Writing, and Trentworth Gardeners!

- Bond with your classmates, explore your town, and help raise your younger siblings!

- Rescue your parents’ bakery from corporate clutches or let it go!

- Find the killer, stop the murders, and put a stop to the rumors that have plagued your every step for 10 years!

Vanya: Oldest adoptive twin sibling to MC’s adoptive siblings, 6 years younger than MC. Strong-headed, intelligent, and always getting into trouble. She looks after her brother and MC in the ways she can.

Ajay: Youngest adoptive twin sibling to MC’s adoptive sibling, 6 years younger than MC. Nearly completely blind since birth, he enjoys painting and other artistic endeavors. Obedient yet opinionated.

Aunt Emma: The workaholic aunt that takes custody of MC and their younger siblings after the death of their parents. Well meaning but absent most of the time on business trips or at the office.

Kwan Hall: An adoptive relative to Robert Hall; aloof, intelligent, and completely ostracized by Trentworth as a whole. When the killings start again the town’s attention is immediately turned on Kwan. He’s the first to begin investigating the killings when the police prove their incompetence. He is of Korean descent, standing at 5’6” with dark hair and dark eyes. His most notable feature is the long scar that stretches from his forehead’s hairline, down his left temple, and ends just below his jawline and the constant disinterest on his face. He is asexual in that he doesn’t experience sexual attraction at all. He is also bisexual.

Alessia D’Agostina: Trentworth High’s school president. She’s clawed her way tooth and nail up to earn the respect of both the school faculty and her fellow classmates; she’s strong-willed, dependable, and always looks at things through a logical lens. When she sees her classmates dying, she takes it upon herself to try and stop this once and for all. With dark skin, deep brown eyes, long braided hair, and standing at 5’8” her confidence and sense of self always make sure she stands out from the crowd. Alessia is bisexual.

Georgiy Kuzmin: Twin brother to Anastasiya Kuzmin; he is, in the kindest way possible, not the brightest bulb in the box. Yet he always means well and is more than willing to offer a helping hand. As the co-captain of the basketball team, captain of the baseball team, and the star of the swim team, Georgiy is one of the most popular and well beloved students at Trentworth High. When he realizes his friends are in danger, he willingly throws himself into the investigation to do all he can to help. With fair skin, dirty blond hair, bubbly green eyes, and standing at 6’1” he cuts an approachable figure to anyone who knows him. Georgiy is gay.

Anastasiya Kuzmin: Twin sister to Georgiy Kuzmin: she and her brother are alike in so many ways apart from just appearance. Anastasiya, who goes by Ana more often than not, is head of the Co-Ed Varsity Basketball team, the Girls’ softball team, and the Tennis team. Just as popular and loved as her brother, Ana may not be the smartest but she makes up for it with passion and dedication. Like her brother, she has fairer skin, dirty blond hair, and bright green eyes. Also like her brother, she felt she couldn’t just sit around while her friends were put in danger and agreed to join the investigation. Ana is gay and demiromantic, meaning she only gains feelings for someone after having a strong relationship with them.

Lillian Triano: A quiet, withdrawn girl who mainly keeps to herself. Due to the fact that Trentworth High demands for every senior to be apart of an elective, she is mainly seen in afterschool reading club run by Ms. Habeeb. She’s MC’s closest friend, having been one of the only people who didn’t believe the rumors that MC’s parents were assisting Robert Hall in his murders. She has an olive complexion, brown eyes, a heavy dose of freckles, and stands at 5’1”. Lillian is gay.

Jasmine Abernathy: Jasmine is Trentworth High’s self proclaimed “Best news source!” After the school newspaper was disbanded, Jasmine took it upon herself to keep freedom of the press alive. She’s fierce in her pursuit of the truth and never one to back down from a fight, though her rash attitude can get her into some sticky situations on occasion. With vibrant red hair, dark brown eyes, and standing at 5’3” she puts the term “fire” in Fire Signs. (She’s an Aries in astrology!) When the copycat killings began, it was no surprise when she took the case head on. Jasmine is bisexual.

Asa San Nicholas: Asa is the oldest of a set of triplets; they’re the type to march to the beat of their own drum, often not listening to what anyone has to say about themselves or their interests. Asa is a firm believer in the paranormal and it isn’t uncommon to find them indulging in their interest in various ways. “The spirits are distrubed. These deaths aren’t meant to happen.” Asa’s reason for getting involved seems to tie directly back to their “connection” with the spirits of the town. Asa has black hair, most often tied in a ponytail, hazel eyes, and an olive skin tone. At 6’4” they tower over most everyone...something they seem to enjoy a great deal. Asa doesn’t see gender and is interested in people regardless of how they present.

Leo San Nicholas: The middle of the triplets. They are genderfluid, okay with any pronouns. Leo is, for lack of a better word, eccentric. A bit of an adrenaline junkie, you can often find them cliff diving or giving their siblings heart attacks by playing russian roulette with a chocolate gun. To them, it isn’t fun if there isn’t a little danger involved; naturally, an investigation into a serial killer scratches that itch quite nicely. Their black hair is clipped short, multiple piercings visible on each ear, and their heterochromatic hazel and green eyes are often stated to stare through a person. Although Leo is genderfluid, they are only interested in people who present as female.

The demo is upcoming! When it is available I will make a post announcing it! I will also update this post with the link! This game is written in choicescript; the demo will be published on Dashingdon and the final game will be published for free on itch.io. I am open for questions regarding this game/novel and once the demo is published I will also be publishing a link to my Ko-fi! Until then, please don’t hesitate to ask if you have any questions!

[yuyupowers]

aristocrat!seonghwa

aristocrat!seonghwa x fem!reader

genre: fluff

trigger warning(s): patriarchal society mostly. let me know if there’s anything else!

author’s note: none of the pictures are mine!!

for reference, i’m using british peerage (hierarchy). there are five ranks: baron, viscount, earl (count), marquess, and duke - the highest being duke, and the lowest, baron.

second son of a duke

i imagine seonghwa to be someone who values tradition

unlike hongjoong who finds who finds the numerous aristocratic mannerisms pointless, hwa believes upholding these (rather stringent) rules is a sign of respect

perfect gentleman pt.1

excellent in swordsmanship, horse-back riding, and hunting

well versed in poetry, literature, art, and finance

(can maintain a conversation about politics but honestly it kinda goes over his head)

a bit on the shyer side, but a decent conversationalist

good at keeping the flow and mediating in case anyone becomes a little too heated about their opinions

definitely cares about his and his family’s image

naturally caring and tends to dote on those close to him

(translates into excellent manners)

holds the door open, offers his hand when stepping out of carriages, makes sure to walk on the side closest to traffic, diverts conversation when things are too “distressing,” wouldn’t be caught dead alone with a woman that wasn’t related to him or his fiancée/wife

and surprise, surprise !!

this is where you come in

you’re the second oldest daughter, fourth child out of six; born to an earl

hwa’s family had the highest title bestowed upon aristocracy

whereas your family accumulated more wealth and land than the park family

and since both you and hwa were prime marrying age™, your parents decided upon a mutually beneficial marriage

the first time you met seonghwa was under the watchful eye of both your parents, when the park’s invited your family for dinner

tbh, you were pretty relieved when you met him

“prime marrying age” was different for men, so you were just glad he wasn’t some old geezer

and he seemed like a decent person !!

a well put together gentleman, and his image was only consolidated throughout dinner

all in all, you didn’t have much to complain about from the initial impression

though it was kinda annoying when your little sister would not shut up about how he was the handsome man she’s ever met

even if you agreed

and didn’t she say that when she met woo?

anyways

after the first meeting with the park’s, both your parents set up multiple occasions for you two to meet

whether that be evening walks, picnics in the park, etc,,,

you learned a great deal about seonghwa 

how his favourite is black, how he loved the stars and that his favourite planet was mars

how he loved kids and doted on your youngest siblings (much to your sister’s glee)

how he enjoyed spending a quiet afternoon with you reading dickens, discussing afterwards the contrast between carton and darnay

how he was always considerate of your feelings and opinions

you liked to think you were a decent judge of character and thought overall that seonghwa was a kind and caring person

but you also noticed a few characteristics that-

you wouldn’t say it was off-putting or anything but,,,

it might bother you in the future

see, you were pretty good friends with hongjoong

and while you weren’t as extreme,

(you didn’t sneak out weekly to hang out with a bar maiden that you definitely did not have a crush on)

you certainly agreed with him on certain points

like hwa, you thought that abiding by certain mannerisms = display of respect

but unlike him, you didn’t care all that much about your image

okay, that was a lie.

you couldn’t say you didn’t care about your image

(social ostracization isn’t exactly fun ya feel)

but you thought it was,,,exhausting

it’s one thing to be respectful, but it’s another thing to say things you don’t mean

to fake humility

to undermine people that are supposed to be your “friends” or “one of you”

to be perfect, when “perfect” was such a subjective term anyways

it just felt so fake and that left a bitter taste in your mouth

even now, you could see all the efforts seonghwa made to constantly keep his image of a “perfect gentleman”

with perfect mannerisms and perfect answers and perfect-

yeah, it kinda frustrated you

not to mention how obedient he was?

of course you didn’t fault him for being a dutiful and filial son, but his loyalty blinded him

and it wasn’t like his parents were bad people !!

no, you’d say they were much kinder than the average noble family

especially considering their status

but when they made important decisions for their son without consulting him,

(because they were more experienced, because they knew better, etc,,,)

and he accepted whatever decision they handed to him?

well,,,

nevertheless, despite being his fiancée, you, by this point, had realistically had known seonghwa for a couple months

and you didn’t feel like it was your place 

(at least not yet)

to point this out

so the two of you continued your cordial but emotionally distant meetings

that is until “the incident” (as hwa fondly likes to call it)

okay, so-

one day you paid hwa a visit and the two of you decided to take a walk in his family’s garden

chattering about this and that

a lovely time !!

it was a bit overcast, but it didn’t look too threatening

so the two of you ignored the clouds looming in the horizon and wandered deep into the garden

big mistake

the weather took a turn for the worst, and soon it was pouring

by this point seonghwa was a little panicked

he knew that for women, getting ready could be excessively long and tenuous task

(courtesy of his little sister’s complaints)

and now !! you were getting rained on !! because he didn’t bring an umbrella !! just in case !!

!!!!

he turns to you, ready to shield you with his jacket and lead you back to the manor

but he’s at a loss by what he sees

he had expected you to be upset, to huddle closer to him, to,,,idk, maybe reprimand him for this thoughtlessness??

but instead, he finds you staring up at the dark sky, eyes shimmering with barely contained glee with the biggest smile he’s ever seen from you adorning your lips

he likes your smile

and if he was already confused (he was), he was about to become even more so

because the next thing he knows, you’re hiking your dress in one hand and grabbing his in the other, running through puddles of water and mud and everything in between, laughter falling from you like the rain

up until this point, you had been acting like the perfect (you hate that word) lady

polite, demure, charming-

in public settings, you only spoke when spoken to, with a voice that was purposely soft and soothing

you chatted with his mother and sisters about traditionally feminine things over tea with impeccable manners

whenever you two met, you were always prim and proper; never a strand of hair out of place

but here you were, getting not only yours but his clothes soggy and muddy, laughing without a care about how pleasant it sounded or how loud it was

seonghwa liked to think he wasn’t a judgemental person-

he wasn’t repulsed or anything by your sudden change in demeanor

just.

really confused

and when you looked back, you could tell,if his expression was anything to go by

but your grin only grew wider, because you could work with this

he wasn’t enjoying himself per say; a bit too confused and bit too stiff to do so

but he wasn’t horrified or disgusted

okay maybe he was a little grossed out; he liked to be clean thank you very much

you could work with this.

and so over the next few months, you showed him things he never dreamed of doing

some of which he liked, some of which he didn’t

some he was willing to try, some, less

like sneaking into the restricted section of the library (he’s never been so scandalized in his life)

or visiting the kitchen in the middle of the night so you could teach him how to make some basic recipes (which he surprisingly enjoyed)

or meeting hongjoong

(“of COURSE it matters if they got the colour wrong?! lord help me you’re the most insufferable person i’ve ever met-”)

and the more the two of you explored, the more he,,,real he became.

and vice versa.

gradually, the mask of perfection he worked so on hard to maintain was slipping before you

don’t get me wrong, he’s still kind and caring and a gentleman

but sometimes he would whine and complain when you encouraged him to do something he was less than enthusiastic about (usually something that involved getting him messy)

or he made The Face™ (the disgusted one) to you and when he didn’t like something or someone

or he would be stupidly stubborn about some random fact that you KNEW was wrong but he just WOULDN’T admit if even when you showed him proof

(“seonghwa for the last time toads don’t give you war-” “LALALA I CAN’T HEAR YOU” “eye-”)

once, he even playfully stole the strawberry from your cake

(big mistake. he’s never doing that again. he never knew a woman could move so fast or be so scary.)

it made you so, so happy because the two of you were finally getting to know each other

actually know each other

then one day, while the two of you were reading underneath a tree at the park

“,,,hey love?” (hwa)

“yes?”

“why are we doing this?” 

“what do you mean, dear?”

“i mean,,,i’m not complaining, but i guess,,,why did you decide to show me this part of you? the part that runs around in the rain?” hwa

you don’t reply right away

instead, you shut your book and idly stared at the willow swaying over the pond, wind running its fingers through its drooping leaves

after a few moments of silence

“,,,i wanted to know you and what you believed in. actually believed in.”

seonghwa tilts his head slightly to the side

“love, i hardly think my convictions have changed”

“but do you know what your convictions are?”

and you know when you hear something that resonates with you?

something that strikes deep in your core and makes you rethink everything you’ve know?

yeah,,,this is one of those moments

now it was seonghwa’s turn to set his book aside, falling deep in thought

after an unnaturally long stretch of silence, you began to panic a little

because ?? maybe you misread the situation and got a little too comfortable-

cause i mean you were questioning his core values, which is something he takes very seriously

o god you messed up didn’t you o crap you need to apolog-

“will you help me figure it out?”

“,,,huh??”

“will you help me figure out my convictions?” he asked

and you swear, you’ve never seen such a smile from seonghwa

one that conveyed a plethora of emotions, ranging from honesty and vulnerability, to confusion and loss, to lightness and warmth

it filled you with an unnameable feeling

like something sliding into place, fitting perfectly; like it was always meant to be there, filling you with comfort

shyly intertwining your hands for the first time, you looked up to meet his gaze with a pattering heart and a smile matching his own

“,,,of course.”