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bennett-ametyst · 1 month ago

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For the meme, I present:

The self indulgent tf armada AU where everyone lives in Rome, the Daje AU (part 1)

(Translations under the cut)

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Optimus Prime (25 yo)

-Follows the literature course in Sapienza (the BIGgest uni in Rome)

-Popular among this peers for his "Boy Next Door" charm, his idealism, and the lecture notes which offers for free (most of the time students sell their notes), and his good looks

-"Education is the right of all sentient beings"

-Politically engaged, organize protests and events for the faculty

-Despite this, he is extremely shy

-Has a backpack with an embarassing amount of pockets and useful things

-He did judo, but stopped at blue belt

-He's a tutor to high school students for classical subjects

-Few know this, but he attended the ITIS in Tor Sapienza (a zone in east Rome, unrelated to the university) with Megatron, when they often fought (people in ITIS fight a lot)

-Now he moved to Tufello (a chill zone in north Rome)

Red Alert (24 yo)

-He follows and does medicine at Policlinico (famed hospital and also were Sapienza's medicine courses are)

-Childhood friend of Optimus and Jetfire

-No one ever saw him sleep (medicine students have the most insane schedules, even if the degree course lasts 7 years)

-He doesn't accept less than 27/30 (exam votes)

-Miraculously on time with the exams schedule

-"Imagine how cool it must be living near Uni" (he took an apartment, dormitories aren't really a thing here)

-Since he lives near, they always assign him night shifts

-Consuming inhuman amounts of coffee has made him nearly immune to caffeine, so he purposely invented a more powerful distillate to stay awake

-Sometimes he tells about his special internship at Tivoli's hospital, he remembers it like a Vietnam flashback

-Always pissed off 24/7, but under all of that he cares a lot about his friends

-During the exam period, he smokes like a chimney ("I'll stop when I get that degree")

Jetfire (24 yo) (I think I'm in love with this drawing)

-He follows the philosophy course in Sapienza (literature's same faculty, the name is literally called "literature and philosophy")

-Optimus' best friend since forever

-He lives in Tufello since he was born

-Part of the Young Communist Front and the Congregation of Stoners at Uni

-Once he starts talking about the fight against capitalism, no one can stop him

-He always has a few grams of weed hidden somewere, (where the police will never find it)

-Every situation is a good situation to start stadium choirs (stadium choirs don't always have to do with football)

-On campus he dresses colorfully, but he has a battle outfit specific for protests (he's the one who brings fumogens)

-He's always seen on the Pratone (big ass lawn at the campus were students rest) smoking weed or playing SOAD on his acoustic guitar, nobody knows if he actually goes to class.

-Was an AS Roma die-hard fan before the Captain Totti left, now he pretends he doesn't care about the team (holding back tears)

-He attended the Liceo Artistico at Ripetta (art high school in the center), he wanted to do the painter, however the fact that in Italy this work sector it is not taken seriously or protected at all in which you can't do what you want or studied for a living or else you'll end up under a bridge, the other option it's taking orders from a company to make deceptive graphics, was enough to radicalize him.

-He had an accident with his scooter, breaking both his left leg and the muretto* of his house (for some obscure reason the scooter remained intact and I cant find an english word for *low walls we use with fences)

Smokescreen (26 yo)

-He follows engineering in Roma 3 (another big university in Rome but they forgot to change from the default name)

-Always doing internships at construction sites, "It's to gain experience" he says

-He lives in Rione Testaccio, here he spends Saturday evenings in the movida with his friends or the other workers

-"What are those idiots doing? The next rains will destroy everything" (looking at workers trying to fix something the wrong way)

-He did the professional high school, probably the only one in class that was committed to learning

-Gymbro with a almost infinite set of skills as mason, mechanic, and nutritionist

-"How much do you bench press?"

-Despite his rough appearance, he's a cinnamon roll ready for everything for his friends, expressing it in small jobs in his field, personalized training plans and telling them they should have a healthier lifestyle over every single problem they have (especially Red Alert and Jetfire)

-When Jetfire crashed with his scooter, he fixed his muretto, in exchange Jet would quit smoking for at least 6 months (he didn't succeed)

-His daily routine: 5:30 wake up; 6:00 breakfast with an apple and cappuccino; 6:30 jogging around Mount Testaccio; 7:07 bus up to the construction site; 7:45 coffee with the other workers; 8:00 to 12:00 internship work; 12:15 square pizza for lunch from Pinuccio; 13:00-16:00 course lessons at San Paolo; 18:30 gym; 20:00 dinner with 200g of pasta and rotisserie chicken; 21:00 herbal tea and then sleep.

-Bonus: he doesn't have a car, he always prefers public transport, it's "less stressful" (if course, he lives in the center)

#transformers armada #daje AU #I swear it's very funny #no it's not a dating sim but for some reason looks like it #armada Optimus #armada Red Alert #armada smokescreen #armada jetfire

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blackjackkent · 9 months ago

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Letter prompts - any or all!

Minsc to Hector

Lae'zel to Gale

Rion to Karlach

Shadowheart to Isobel and Aylin

Nine Fingers to Jaheira

(Letter fic prompts!)

TY as always for the prompts, friend! <3 Sorry it took a bit to get them done, but I did all of them bc I loved the ideas so much. XD

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(Minsc to Hector - a note scribbled on a crumpled piece of parchment with one corner slightly chewed off. Left on Hector's bedside table in the Elfsong, three hours before dawn on the cold, rainy morning before the battle with the Netherbrain.)

My friend!

Do not fear to find Minsc’s bunk empty when you wake; know that I have gone ahead to clear the path! The sewers that stand between us and our wrinkly foe are well known to Minsc and Boo, and we shall see to it that they are well-scrubbed of evil that might hinder us in our final journey. A fine tale it would make for us to travel towards a battle for the world's fate and be delayed by a passing bandit!

Should we have no further time to speak before all is chaos, Boo wishes you to know you have been a fine companion, a hero to rank high among all those he has traveled with. And Minsc would say the same, though Minsc does not juggle words with Boo’s skill.

Boo and I have traveled across many years in an instant, and much has changed. We did not think to find a company with which we could feel heroes again, not least after Minsc was made a puppet of the Absolute’s worm. With Jaheira, with you, Minsc has remembered what it is to be alive, to fight for goodness, and this city's every shadow trembles to know it.

Though evil brings the brain, Hector and his friends shall bring the brawn! And Minsc is proud to be among them!

(signed with the letter M and a very small pawprint in ink)

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(Lae'zel to Gale - a note carved in the spiraling gith script into a large flat rock, lacking the fine materials of true githyanki slate, written in camp deep in the Underdark.)

When you can read this, you may consider yourself a true scholar worthy of the secrets of githyanki magic. Until then, cease your inane questioning of matters far beyond your appreciation; my time is better spent in recuperation than in the education of overambitious istik.

A note is attached to the rock, written in Common in careful, precise handwriting: Ever so sorry to disappoint you, my dear sa’varsh, but my inane questioning shall continue unabated. I do, however, thank you for the opportunity to reacquaint myself with Comprehend Languages! I so rarely get a chance to turn that one out for a bit of exercise.

Below these words on the note is scribbled a considerably less meticulous tir’su spiral scrawled in ink: That is *not* what I meant, and you know it, kainyank.

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(Rion to Karlach - a note sent by standard post to the Elfsong, several days after the party's visit to Elerrathin's Home.)

Karlach,

You're kidding me - you're Pluck Cliffgate's kid? I carried messages for him now and again; he talked about you plenty, and I did see you once, maybe seven years old, darting all over the Wide like a little hurricane. Small world, I guess. Odd to think that I’m more or less the same and you’ve shot up to be taller than I am. Elf blood’s a funny thing.

I know you’re hoping for exciting stories about growing up with the High Harper but the truth is I don’t have much to offer. She wasn’t any kind of “heroic adventurer” to me - she was just Mother, and she never much liked to talk about the past, not even about my father. I heard more about her from bards in taverns than I ever heard from her own mouth - and some of it I wish I could scrub back out of my brain.

You ever hear a bawdy called “The Harper’s Head”? Yeah, now imagine that was your mum they were singing about. Awful.

She was good to us, though, in her own way. I know you saw me bite her head off and her bite mine right back; that’s just how we’ve always been. But she saw to it I grew up strong, that I knew how to fight, and how to keep my head down when the time called for it. Harper things, mostly, even though I don’t think she ever wanted me to be one.

She taught me how to take no shit, too. Her mistake, because now I don’t take hers either. But I think she’d rather that than otherwise.

After a while, the other kids just started drifting in - first for a meal here or there, then a bed, then before you knew it, this was their home. Another one in the pack. It’s strange, really. I always knew deep down - even when I was a kid who didn’t have words for it yet, just knew it was confusing and it hurt - that part of her really wanted to be back on the road, not tied down with us in this mess of a city. But somehow every time one of us moved out, she’d found another to bring in, almost like clockwork.

I think she’s been looking for something, all this time. But I don’t think she knows what it is, any more than I do, or what she’d do with it if she found it.

Not an exciting story, like all the tales you’ve heard. But it’s truth; I can tell you that much.

It probably won’t surprise you that I haven’t had a message from her since you left. But you can tell her I’m off to the refugee camp in the morning. We’ll hold our end of things, and see they’re taken care of. Take care of that bloody brain, and maybe I’ll find a better story to tell when you’re done.

Rion

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(Shadowheart to Aylin (and Isobel by proxy); several conjoined messages by a series of Sending spells, dispatched from somewhere on the edge of Waterdeep)

> Aylin… your mother's house is beautiful. I never imagined such a place. It's… foolish, perhaps, but I wanted to let you know I've seen it.

> I still carry the spear with me. Once dark, now light. Like me. Still surprised you didn't crack us both across your knee like Lorroakan.

> You gave me a second chance. I hadn't earned it; I wanted to kill you. The great difference between Shar and Selune. Cruelty versus mercy.

> A lot’s happened since then. I found my parents. Shar's last joke at my expense. You were right about everything. That I had to act.

> So I'm free now. Of all of it. One day I will think of a way to repay you both for your kindness. Your wisdom.

> I don't know what plans call you now, but should you travel near Waterdeep in the next fortnight-- OW! Yes, yes, I'll tell her, calm--

[a slight pause]

> Please also tell Isobel that Buddy says hello. The morsels she used to slip him in camp have purchased her a permanent owlbear friend.

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(Nine-Fingers to Jaheira - a note left in a dead drop at Danthelon’s in the middle of the night.)

Jaheira. You’ve GOT to call off the Rashemaar. He’s driving us all insane trying to teach us the good path; on all the gods, either I’m going to beat the hells out of him or someone else will. I don’t care what you do - take him on an adventure, lock him in the cellar, turn him into a statue again, hold the hamster for ransom. But something. Fuck’s sake.

He listens to you. Starting to think you’re the only one he does listen to. Like a pup with one master. It’d be cute if it wasn’t so infuriating.

We all want the same thing - this city safe and strong. But he’s got to learn that we don’t all go about it the same way, or sooner or later there’s going to be trouble.

Astele NF

#ask meme #astreamofstars #hector carlisle #minsc #lae'zel #gale dekarios #rion bg3 #jaheira #karlach #nine fingers keene #shadowheart #dame aylin #isobel thorm #these were fun to write c:#hope you enjoy <3 #bg3 fic #bg3 fanfic #bg3 #bg3 fanfiction

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picklebunbun · 8 months ago

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Hello !! I'm here for a platonic request , can you do a Flippy/Fliqpy x sister reader who is in love with someone and is extremely clumsy like , stuttering, falling over her own feet and blushing a lot around that person, while she literally knows everything about that one person , like their favorite color , their hobbies , their favorite food , their favorite place , their favorite pet, exactly know when their wakes up and go sleeping , their size of each body part for make clothes that fit them perfectly (and actually didn't gives the gift to them yet) ,and, makes extremely complicated and detailed plans and explains them to Flippy/Fliqpy even go wake him up at 3am for explain it , if there is very little chance that it will end well

❣︎⁀➴♡︎₊˚⊹ flippy/flipqy + sister! reader

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

pokkan karra

tone rion/kikou ♥︎

⇄ ◁◁ I I ▷▷ ↻

⁰⁰ ²⁵ ━━●━━━━━━━━ ⁰² ⁰⁸

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𐙚⋆.˚- female reader, can be transgender or cisgender, feminine pronouns

𐙚⋆.˚- genre: fluff, not sure if you can consider this angsty

𐙚⋆.˚- fandom: HTF

𐙚⋆.˚- platonic

summary: I’m guessing these are headcanons, the summary is just basically what this lovkey requester said

[ angel’s notes 👼🪽: aghhh, I know this is a late response, I have this major english test next week and other major tests that’ll determine if I’ll pass this year. I have also been updating my little BBEL comic. Regardless, hope you enjoy this]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

headcanon:

first of all, the fact that you’re research about someone, whether it’d be a friend or stranger, and it’s heavily detailed is kind of scary to him. How do you even know that much and how did you acquire that information.

he didn’t believe it at first when people told him how creepy your ability to know someone extremely well, so he put it to the test, he asked you what size his bicep was to which you replied with “14.5 inches”, of course, he didn’t believe you until he actually measured it, you weren’t even off by a bit.

ok… weird, very weird actually, even if you grabbed the tape measurer to see how thick his bicep actually was in the middle of the night, he still would’ve caught you, your his sister after all, you should know he’s an extremely light sleeper.

you started off by recalling all the times that he stood next to something that was approximately the size of the thickness part of his whole arm, you measured that and since the average bicep size for a muscular person is 14 or 15 inches, you made that estimate and then did the exact math. Unless you actually just found a way to work around his light sleeping thing, either way it’s still really terrifying.

Flippy often ponders “how do you know this?” to which you respond “I just care a lot” like what you always tell everyone who asks that.

but there was this one specific person that really caught your eye, it was just the little traits, to the way their nose crinkles when they’re annoyed or disgusted or how the morning sun complimented how they looked, not like you didn’t think that they were beautiful before

previously, you knew everything about almost everyone, but somehow, you knew even more about this person, down to the number of seconds it takes for them to brush their teeth or pick out an outfit.

Flippy wasn’t stupid, he knew when you got a crush, you always had a far-out look on your face, which meant that you were thinking about a special someone, and how clumsy you acted around them, it was like your heart had a mind of it’s own and was trying to humiliate you in-front of your crush

it was adorable to see you like that though, it nice to see you so head-over heels in love with someone, even if Flippy disapproves of them, they still made you happy and that was all that matters

what he didn’t like, however, was how torn you were about this person. Every night you keep yourself up with these little scenarios you played over and over again in your head, it also kept Flippy awake too since you were the one dumping your thoughts onto him.

while he did heavily enjoy talking to his sister, he would rather it to be in the afternoon or late morning than 3AM when it’s a work night, usually he’d just say “you’ll be fine” but honestly sometimes you say the most jaw-dropping stuff about your crush that he can’t help but comment about it

overall though, he looks past that because your his dear sister, the girl that he’s sworn to protect with all his might, even if your habits are really weird

(I forgot how fun it is to write fanfics

#fluff #soundcloud #happy tree friends x reader #happy tree friends #fanfic #fem reader #sister reader #htfxreader #htf flippy #mtf reader #idk if im missing anymore tags #idk how to tag this

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valdiis · 3 months ago

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FFXIV Site Write #23: Cloud Nine

(Includes a short excerpt of actual RP with @briar-ffxiv's Jax.)

"Anyway. The main thing I wanted to talk about is us. You and I."

Daephrin took a sip of his orange juice, then gave Jax a wan smile. "Us. Which, as far as I'm aware, is just friends. Who bang. Repeatedly. Enthusiastically." He chuckled a little, clearly trying to lighten the mood with his silliness. It was something he told himself regularly, whenever he started to forget that what Jax wanted was something casual. Of course, it had long since stopped being casual for him, but the reminders remained necessary.

Jaxon huffed quietly. "We're not friends, Dae." About half-a-second later, he literally dropped his fork in horror. "Wait-- Shite," he said intensely enough that a few people glanced toward their table and he blushed, lowering his voice. "No, wait, please," he said, gripping the other's hand almost desperately. "That's not-- Fuck, that came out so wrong, Lark."

Dae started to pull his hand back, hurt in his expression at Jax's words, but when the other bid him wait, gods...yes...fine, he would wait. But he looked wary of what Jax might say next. His heart was a lump in his throat, his earlier attempt at mirth feeling flat and unwarranted. "Not even friends...?"

A shaky sound escaped Jax. "Fuck, I'm so bad at this. This is why I don't talk about my feelings," he hissed quietly, picking up the fork and setting it down quickly as he realized he was squeezing the poor metal hard enough to warp it. "I didn't mean it like--"

Jaxon set his jaw and visibly steadied himself. "I love you, okay?

And in four words, Jax erased all that hurt and the nerves in Dae's stomach and the fears he had that he was 'too much' for Jax. Dae ducked his head a little, ears going pink as he murmured, "I know. Every time you kiss my temple, I know. I just didn't think you'd ever recognize it."

Brunch continued and Daephrin remembered most of it, but that moment was crystallized in his memory. The point at which his heart catapulted to cloud nine. Those little kisses Jax liked to give him had said what Jax himself could not for months. Sure, he'd known, but it was different hearing Jax actually admit to his feelings - to recognize it himself and begin to come to terms with it.

In the ensuing days, they'd said those words a lot to each other, affirmations that both aching hearts needed in order to mend. They'd cuddled a lot too and Dae had no complaints about that. It was that love that finally convinced him to listen to Jax's advice and write his little brother an apology letter.

That had worked out far better than he expected. Rion and Dae had reconciled - to a degree - and they now had plans for helping Rion regain some agency, if not some healing. Love had a funny way of fixing a lot of things.

As Daephrin laid in bed in Jax's bedroom and daydreamed about the moment Jax had admitted he was in love, he smiled up at the ceiling. It was one of those goofy, besotted smiles and he knew it, but no one would care.

"Why are you smiling like that?"

Okay, one person would care.

Dae turned his head, still pillowed on folded arms, and leveled that smile on Jax himself. "Oh, nothing. I was thinking about your cock."

Jaxon couldn't help but snort. "You're terrible. And probably lying."

"I'm not allowed to daydream about your cock?"

"And smile like it's just told you there's double-chocolate cookies in the kitchen?"

Dae gasped and sat up. "There's cookies?!"

That drew a laugh from Jax. "Yes, I brought cookies." He crossed the room to the bed where his lover sat in naught but flannel pajama pants (it was cold in Ishgard). Bending down, he touched his lips to Dae's temple in the softest brush of a kiss. "But no cookies in bed, Lark."

"Pff. You're no fun."

#FFxivWrite2024 #FFxivWrite #FFXIV #Daephrin Astramente

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gwynbleiddyn · 1 month ago

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for the Rook Q's: 2, 7, 22, and 47 for little Kerros :)

from fifty questions for Rook!

for itty bitty baby boy Kerros let's go

2. How did Rook get the nickname? What do they think of it?

well i technically answered that here but i forgot to say what he thought of it SO I'LL DO THAT

Kerros likes it! it's an old, reassuring thing for him -- like when you get a special nickname from a close family friend or uncle/auntie, you feel acknowledged for your unique bond with that person that resulted in that name, and it's really nice. a little hug every time they call your name, a gentle keepsake you have no fear of losing. at least, that's how it feels coming from Varric!

the wider use of it since then sometimes throws Kerros off. he still answers to Kerros, Kesi, Kes, the things his father called him, the things his clan called him, things that were never Rook. but in a way, it's like his real name is being protected from this big scary end-of-the-world responsibility, he can just be Rook to anyone and everyone, and then 'Kerros' will never be ruined by a legacy he has yet to leave behind.

Varric is a storyteller after all. it makes sense that he knows the power of a name and its associations. maybe introducing Kerros as Rook to the Veilguard was less a force of old habit, and more an intentional device to protect him from the part of the story he hadn't written yet. i like to think of it that way, knowing how much he cares for Kerros and Rion both. a writer's gift, in part, is to preserve a subject in words far beyond the span of its lifetime.

7. Why does Rook agree to join the Veilguard?

it does feel fated that the Inquisitor hands the safety of the world to his son, as though it were a hereditary privilege in the same way the divine right of kings is often touted. but i think Kerros avoids the word 'fate' -- as far as the Lords of Fortune and Clan Severan are concerned, you make your own. it forms part of Kerros' anger towards Solas; he feels Solas' choices have taken his father's freedom to choose how his life should unwind, and that he now must spend his dying years trying to fix a mess that can't be undone.

and yeah, perhaps Kerros is oblivious to the hypocrisy in his anger, but i think most would be when it comes to facing the reality of your loved one's lifetime coming to an end in a way they don't deserve. and even more importantly, this was never something handed to Kerros. if anything, Kerros had to pry it out of his father's hands. it isn't quite daedalus granting icarus his wings, but i suppose you could draw the connection. it is an ill-fated thing, to those with sense, and the doom seems less a lurker in the deep and more a hungry dragon waiting with its jaws wide open.

but hey, good thing Kerros isn't a man of fate, right? all he cares about is that he puts the world to rights - and yes, it's partly because he wants his father to be at peace when he dies, why wouldn't it be? but he's in it for himself too. he's got to live in this world, and he sure as shit doesn't want to live in it with the gods running around.

22. Most embarrassing memory as a teenager:

thinking he was hot shit for smuggling a small crate of rum for a small gang of friends. he pilfered it from his grandad's stash, first of all -- rookie mistake, given grandpa Amrun is what one might call a well-salted sea captain -- and second of all, he was convinced his heist would land him a reputation of being cool as fuck amongst his fellow teenage delinquents.

technically it did work, but he got caught red-handed seeing as he couldn't handle his first foray into alcohol very well and wound up sick as a dog in the neighbour's garden. Cullen had to fish him out of Old Lady Sol's parched rosemary shrubs in the wee hours of the following morning, along with a very suspect bottle. Amrun was furious, if ever so slightly amused, and Kerros ended up scrubbing decks for weeks. but it also sowed the very first seeds of his eventual emergence into the Lords of Fortune a few short years later.

47. What’s Rook’s temper like?

you know, i'm not so sure 👀i don't think he's brash and hotheaded, but i do think he has a tendency to be a little snappy when he's irritated. he just kinda spits and bubbles away like an unwatched pot on the stove, but he's easy enough to calm down. like one of those little dogs that just goes rarghraghhh until you put their little jackets on or something

i think genuine anger for Kerros - usually that kind so closely intertwined with his pre-emptive grief that it's hard to discern which is which, for the record - is a lot quieter and more insidious.

#c: kerros severan-laidir #da veilguard #da rook #THESE GAVE ME BRAINWORMS thanks #10/10 selection

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monitorchakas · 2 years ago

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343 Guilty Spark Mega Fan Girl DUMP

Hi welcome to my trash takes that started sometime before 2007 and has continued well into the future

Fyi: I will talk spoilers without warning for both forerunner saga and rion forge trilogy

Part 1- Bungie Era

Yes I loved 343 Guilty Spark before he got any of his big character development. I'm a huge fan of scifi robots I was also obsessing over portal and hal 9000 around this time. I defend hal 9000 too lmao read the books to find out why

He's round hes cute hes really just following protocol ok leave him alone.

I VIVIDLY remember my highschool friend being like BUT WHY DO YOU LIKE HIM??? and me responding :

I've always been in love with the "mystery of the forerunners" especially in Halo 1 where we are just walking around this ancient beautiful place with 0 knowledge of it. Guilty Spark has always been the one connection we have to forerunners and that makes him awesome.

even before 343 industries made those (absolutely perfect amazing) terminals we knew that Guilty Spark had been alone for 101,217 years on a ring, he witnessed everyone who was susceptible to the flood die as planned.

Halo 3 Era we learn all he knows is his halo ring because his makers limited his knowledge to only about his ring thru

compartmentalization

(which is clever mention at the end of primordium. I know bungie didn't intend it, I don't care still think it's neat) (halo 3 the ark cutscene)

He's always been interesting to me, he never meant to be evil, he's just programmed to be the way he is. He literally doesn't know any better

"Protocol dictated my response"

"Now I have only one function to help you reclaimer as I always should have done"

"The installation was my responsibility"

"I take no pleasure in doing what must be done"

P.S. I've watched the halo 1-3 cutscenes so many times that I can recite some of them word for word. Lmao

I legit made a cardboard foam version of Guilty Spark during this era (and tim dadabo saw pictures of it online!!!) Also wore a Guilty Spark dog tag to school for many days. It was confused a few times with Wheatley and sometimes I just let people think it was Wheatley lmao.

Also NO JOKE First time I played the library (I was in middle school mind you) had a dream about walking around in the library (empty of flood) and finding a broken little guilty spark. Weird takeaway but Im convinced the universe was foreshadowing my blorbo obsession lmao

Around this time I made a Master Chief costume out of cardboard and got my helmet signed by Steve Downes. I was around 15yrs old, this was literally the greatest thing to happen to little me

Part 2- Forerunner Saga

I really didn't expect my beloved blorbo bleebus the one skrunkly mofo that everyone else seemed to hate to get content past Halo 3's Saddest Anime Ending. Yet here we are!

Prelude: the halo 3 terminals. I definitely printed the transcript out and read them in class instead of actually paying attention in school lol I remember being obsessed with Mendicant Bias. Funny that he'd later be involved in killing Chakas...

Jan 4, 2011, 2 days before my bday, 1 day after my best friend's bday, Halo Cryptum was released. During the time before this day I was major hyped about this book. I was caught up with all previous halo books, I wanted the mysterious forerunner lore, and best of all here is the chance to get some lore of my favorite Guilty Spark.

I remember preordering this book without paying the extra amount to get it signed. I remember being very confused as to why I'd pay to have a book signed before I had read it. I'll regret this for the rest of my life.....

I absolutely adored Cryptum. I love adventure books and the beginning half is just so amazing and special!!! I remember being slightly disappointed that Guilty Spark never showed up (lol to my knowledge at the time) but the book was SO GREAT that I didn't even care. Also Chakas name was so funny at the time I had recently seen "shaka when the walls fell" - Star Trek TNG

I started stalking when the next book in the forerunner trilogy would release because I MUST KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO CHAKAS RISER AND BORNSTELLAR MY POOR BABIES also hopefully Guilty Spark will show up?? Haha!! I remember someone asked 343i in some panel if Guilty Spark had any lore in the forerunner trilogy and they responded something along the lines "we have something big planned for him but we can't elaborate"

Needless to say my hype was astronomical

Later that year GUILTY SPARK CRASHED COMICON!!! HALO CEA (my favorite halo game) REMAKE WITH TERMINALS!!!! SCREAMING AGCTJCDYUC!!!

I watched this video about 101,217 times:

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Also hey!! Primordium is releasing Jan 3, 2012 on my best friend's bday!!!

A Great Time For Guilty Spark fan like me

I watched the first few terminals in early Dec then went on vacation and had to finish the rest later which unbeknownst to me worked nicely because this meant Id be reading Primordium and watching the halo cea terminals side by side which made me suspicious of the chakas/guilty spark connection because

Guilty Spark in the library and the maw terminal speaks VERY FONDLY of the Librarian, and Chakas also just speaks very FONDLY of her thru most of the book. Plus Chakas is revealed to be a monitor at the beginning of the book so I definitely was thinking THATS SUS!!!!

Going back to Dec I remember reading the preview first chapter of primordium on vacation at the top floor of my grandma's house by stealing neighbors internet and I don't know why I remember this so vividly I must have really enjoyed this moment

When Primordium released I spent the entire book going "Is Guilty Spark Chakas? No it can't be thats stupid" because reasons explained above and also every time a monitor would show up id think "uhh Guilty Spark???" Thought the same of Genemender lol.

Also forgot to mention: I was at first very upset that they had killed my boy Chakas like what the heck they mean saying he's a monitor How Dare They??? LOWKEY STILL UPSET

FUN FACT: I WAS 18 YEARS OLD WHEN PRIMORDIUM RELEASED

I remember being like WOW CHAKAS IS around the same age as me!!!! Which just makes his death ever more tragic.

I've said it before I'll say it again, even before the Guilty Spark reveal, I genuinely enjoyed Primordium. I like adventure books and I like character development. Walking around aimlessly on a halo ring by characters Im already in love with from the previous book is great. Also Gamelpar.... he's so absolutely great.

Remember when people started using Salty as a term? Well I found that silly and slightly annoying so I started telling anyone who would use that word "WELL THE GODS PISS SALT THATS WHY SOME ANIMALS LIVE BETTER IN SALTWATER" Nobody around me understood and my explanations only caused more confusion and I still think thats hilarious.

Anyway book ending. I immediately recognized

COMPARTMENTALIZATION

Because this is legit my favorite Halo 3 Guilty Spark cutscene. He looks so absolutely adorable here. Look at him!! He does a twirl!! Cuteee!!!! AAAA!!

I definitely was very happy that my earlier suspicions were correct, but very sad that my boy's human life had ended. Such conflict, much sad.

Also HOLY SHIT HIM TAKING CONTROL OF THE RUBICON I LEGIT ENJOYED THAT ENDING WAY MORE THAN I SHOULD HAVE

Anyway I made this 343 Guilty Spark plush this year (2012) lol

So lets talk about primordium releasing in 2012 and renegades releasing in 2019. Do you know how long 7 years is to a nerd like me? Yes Silentium Continued part of the story, but holy shit getting spark back in the current halo timeline then waiting 7 years to continue

I begin to understand how guilty spark felt after the halo rings were fired just waiting alone for 100,000 years just like me waiting alone for 7 years gosh this is so corny lmao

Silentium was great my favorite part was when Monitor Chakas rescued Bornstellar and said the whole "chakas could have murdered you back on erde tyrene and he didn't" because you know BEST FRIENDS SO PRECIOUS

I have lots of fond memories of listening to the forerunner trilogy audio books during long car trips. One time we were on our way to take a ferry to an island and I jokingly went "I hope they are playing the right songs" to which my brother rolled his eyes (I was referencing the merse lol). I associate a lot of my adventures with halo audiobooks and its awesome.

I remember Halo 4 came out and I thought for sure we'd see Spark when we saw the Librarian

Lol Nope. Not mad, Halo 4 is a masterpiece and I will forever miss that era of halo especially now that we have the train wrecks that are 5 and 6.

When Halo 5 came out, I didn't buy the game. I watched the cutscenes on youtube, was horrified and didn't interact with halo for about a year or so. I fell behind on the halo books. I'm still behind.

I still occasionally stalked Guilty Spark's Halopedia for that possible Primordium sequel but this was much less often than before. I was very upset at what they did to our Cinnamon roll Cortana.

Part 3- Rion Forge Trilogy

So May 11 2019... I check Guilty Spark's halopedia page because hey I haven't done this in years what the heck

and I see the Armiger...

So after waiting 7 years. I finally got my book.... But Im almost 3 months late...

Needless to say I went that same day to Barnes and noble and bought the book. Started reading it and didn't get very far. I still had not read Smoke and Shadows so lol didn't make much sense. I couldn't find a local bookstore that had it so I got the digital copy. I hate digital copies.

I genuinely LOVED Smoke and Shadows I was very upset when they killed Cayde and its cool that Rion is Halo Wars Forge's daughter. Also FINALLY SOME EVIL SPACE CIA LORE. I hadn't enjoyed that since back when hunt the truth came out

On to Renegades: I was so genuinely excited for this book after 7 years, we got the sequel, And what a great sequel it was.

I love how organic and down to earth these books are. It's own style not something epic and out there like Greg Bear. It's the perfect place in time for Spark to regain touch with his own humanity.

I love the relationships of all the characters! I love watching them all forced interact with Spark whether they wanted to or not (Niko sure wanted to lol)

Gonna list some highlights from the book in no particular order:

When they went to Myer's Moon and Spark sat on top of a rock waiting for the right moment to shoot a fish out of the water. You don't understand. I grew up near the ocean, sitting on top of rocks waiting for an opportunity to catch a fish (which I later released)... this is absolutely great and so oddly close to me...

When Spark compared himself to Niko, where he said something along the lines of "the life and friendships stolen from me (chakas) since he was Niko's age when he became Spark. Also him wondering if his mom and sisters ever looked for him, if they thought he died in a knife fight. My brother is now near Chakas age. So that hits differently now...

When they got their stuff back from ONI and Spark snatched up Rion from falling and him later snatching up the siblings and lecturing them to be more careful!!

Spark going back to Erde Tyrene.... holy shit. I remember him asking to go back in Silentium...

Spark telling the librarian that "the greater good is merely an excuse for the strong to make decisions for the weak"

Them doing the ritual at the end and Spark letting go of his friends....pain...

This book was definitely very special to me. I'm really glad they put so much thought and love into this redemption arc. (Even though he didn't need redemption in my eyes lol)

I remember how EXCITED I WAS for Point of Light

I remember just doing the weirdest most EXCITED scream when I saw it announced. And I mentioned it before will repeat I legit was freaking out internally when buying this. I was legit stupid levels of excited. I remember vividly how I felt when buying this...

I loved the connections we got in point of light to forerunner trilogy. I said this before but for the sake of this post: To prepare for this book I had reread a month or so before the forerunner trilogy and the two Rion Forge books and that was so absolutely rewarding especially since..... poor Spark got sent back to Zeta halo by the librarian. What a great mom!! /s

Gonna list some highlights from the book in no particular order:

Spark's redesign for this book is not only lore accurate but he looks GREAT much better than renegades

Spark and Little Bit interacting. I wish we got more....

The as was before place or w/e where Spark liked to pretend he was still Chakas on earth

Going back to installation 07 was great (horrible for Spark) but great to read, the silent cartographer.... omg... why wasn't it in infinite...

There were a few moments where Spark was doing "cool ai stuff" like when he destroyed all of ONIs bugs and trackers

Spark's (brief) interactions with Veridity (lowkey mad we didn't see her in infinite

When Spark was explaining how Chakas (innocently) thought he could trick the primordial/mendicant bias and escape

The ending.... where Spark says goodbye to Rion as Chakas and does a smirk..

Fun Fact! At the beginning of this book Spark talks about how his mom says to not dip you toes in still water since there's crocodiles and I read this a few days before I had plans to go kayaking in a swamp with gators and I was already pretty spooked about it and this didn't help lol.

Anyway I could continue but I think this enough random incoherent babbling from me. If I forgot to add anything Ill reblog or something

Thanks for coming to my SparkTalk

Ill leave you with my custom figure of Spark ❤

Never forget that he's baby lol

#halo #343 guilty spark #halo shitpost

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okieize · 2 years ago

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( felix lee, demi man, he + they ) — look what the werecat’s dragged in! if you take a look at our records, you’ll find that RION KWON is a/n TWENTY THREE year old PÂTISSIER that’s been in cromerth woods for TWO YEARS. according to this file, they’re a DHAMPIR hailing all the way from MACKAY. that must be why they’re ALLURING and INTOLERANT. if you ask me, they remind me of stars that couldn’t quite fit into his eyes, so they splattered across his cheeks + dancing queen by ABBA playing in the distance while someone bleeds out on the bathroom floor from 17 stab wounds + the sexual tension between a healthy portrayal of emotions vs saying, “ i think i am going to die ”. they are allied with THE DIAMONDS.

YOU’RE THEIR FIRST LOVE, DON’T BREAK THEIR HEART. all they ask is for love & care. THEY DON’T GET TO CHOOSE from where it comes. close your eyes. go ahead, do it. imagine ━━ imagine, disappointment lurking at every corner, always standing PROUD and at the READY. you’re their first love. DON’T BREAK THEIR HEART. their parents don’t follow this rule. he’s a shiny new toy ….. something to dress up & flaunt. they don’t get to choose from WHO it comes from. why’s it his responsibility to be so exceptional?

OUTLINE. past.

born 19/12/00 in mackay australia.

would visit his dad’s hometown of sujeong-dong, busan, during holidays & such. for this reason, he grew up speaking both korean AND english.

has a twin sister ( ryhan ) who is precisely thirteen minutes older than him.

always was a bit of an oddball. liked jabbing his fingers into the eyes of any & all plushies he could get his hands on.

which steadily turned into making makeshift executions for all of his sister's toys. ( his favorite being the decapitation of her dolls )

both his parents are human BUT they both also have ( had ) mutants in their family ancestry.

rion took an early interest in sparring and weapons which led to his parents enrolling him in taekwondo.

started out in introductory gymnastics at three & then moved into taking taekwondo once he turned six.

once earning their 9th belt, rion was able to fine-tune his dual specialties.

it was originally thought that ize was a quick learner ( which he actually IS ) but, it’d later be revealed it was an added perk of his mutation ability.

OUTLINE. psychological mastery & doppelgänger physiology.

isn’t sure when his mutations truly manifested themselves.

it’d be chalked up to him being either incredibly good at reading others or him being a swift learner.

rion himself became self-aware of the mutation at around eleven.

due specifically to their psychological mastery, rion tends to be overly paranoid & suspicious of others. leading him to develop some pretty gnarly social anxiety in his teens ( that they're still trying to overcome fully) and to become overly picky about the intake of his foods.

in short: he picked up cooking as a means to appease this paranoia.

also uses it on an everyday basis because it’s constantly active.

the doppelgänger physiology is believed to have actually been caused by his sister, who has the same power. instead of being a true clone/copy of ryhan though, he came out more so flawed ( if you would ). he is taking on more of the mythological route & truly being the evil twin.

having developed psychological mastery, they use it on an everyday basis. it comes in handy when having to put the schmooze on those unlucky enough to warrant a visit from him.

OUTLINE. vessel.

around 16 or 17, he figures “fuck it” & ventures out on his own. if he isn’t acceptable enough to his family, then they can kick rocks.

his relocation takes him to sydney to stay with a close ( i.e. ONLY ) friend, that he’d met through various competitions.

myles ( the friend ) is the son of the founder / president of vessel & is the one to recruit rion into the organization.

not truly understanding the severity of agreeing, they do it anyways.

just as with taekwondo, rion quickly moves his way up through the ranks & becomes the most sought-after employee, for clients & members alike.

by november of ‘22, rion ( at the request/demand of the founder ) tags along to chicago, to the newest location of vessel.

when not on a call, their time is spent working as a patissier @ self care. not that the money is really needed, considering where he stands with the big boss. BUT. it keeps them occupied.

#intro ♡#quick fact: they go by rion on the usual BUT.#uses his alias ( IZE ) when dealing with anyone/thing affiliated with the diamonds !#or if they're just being a troll & doesn't want to release the government name ♡#i will re-edit the background check EVENTUALLY

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justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms · 2 years ago

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Hii! ♥️ Could I have a matchup for AoT, BSD, & Demon Slayer? Thank you!

Rion (They/Them). I’m a demiromantic omni with a nonbinary & male lean! — (So preferably neu/masc unless you feel like one character that happens to be fem really fits!) — I am polyamorous but it’s not necessary for a relationship. My sexual attraction to others fluctuates in severity. I am an ENTP 1w2 Virgo. I have a naturally red shaggy mullet that I usually put into a ponytail. I’m 5’1.5” / 156cm & midsized with thick thighs. I have freckles spaced out across my body. My eyes are grey-blue-green hazel. I have a multitude of scars on my arms & legs.

I’m generally quiet person unless with friends. I laugh like a hyena. I can come across as intimidating and apathetic to people who don’t know me. I’m very open minded. I can be very stubborn & determined. I can be too independent to the point where I begin isolating. I have a dry & sarcastic sense of humour - I’m often called a smartass. I would do anything for the people close to me but I’m quick to tell someone off if they’re unnecessarily disrespectful. I struggle with showing affection & letting my guard down. I easily upset more sensitive people even though I don’t mean to 😭. I used to be pretty cruel & manipulative in my younger years which hurt a lot of people. I’ve done my best to make amends and grow as a person.

I love to dance, draw, listen to music, and organise. My favourite colour is gold, my favourite animals are snakes & owls, and my favourite food is chicken lo mein. I love learning about psychology, law, & genetics. I have a tendency for morbid interests. I struggle with sensory issues & emotional empathy.

I’d prefer older/non-minor characters, please! ^^

Hi Rion! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took a while. I hope you like your matchups!

In Attack on Titan, I match you with...

Levi loves that you're quiet! Please, he already has to deal with everyone in the 104th (as well as Hange) so being around someone who's mostly quiet is such a relief.

People often can't believe you two are a couple. Neither of you are great at showing affection so it takes a while before they realize you two are together.

You can help each other out with emotional empathy. You might pick up on things Levi misses and Levi's also slowly getting better at understanding people.

Levi's not a super sensitive person so nothing you say will really offed him.

Understands your interest in more morbid things. It's no so much that he likes that stuff as well but he's surrounded by that sort of thing a lot so he won't be weirded out by your interests.

Levi appreciates that you are trying to become a better person. He's got a pretty shady past so he knows how hard it can be to change yourself . He's proud of the effort you've put in.

In Bungo Stray Dogs, I match you with...

Kunikida is another one who won't really get offended by anything you say. If he thinks you make a valid point (whether you intend it that way or not) he'll make a note in his book.

Like Levi, Kunikida's not great at showing his emotions. But please never doubt that he cares about you. If he ever notices that you're questioning his affection, he'll take you out to your favourite restaurant and treating you to your favourite meal.

One he other hand, Kunikida will never doubt that you care about him. He's confident that you wouldn't be with him if you didn't care about him.

Doesn't really get your interest in morbid things. But he won't make fun of you or think you're strange for having those interests. He appreciates that everyone has their own interests.

Kunikida loves that you're more on the quiet side. He already deals with Dazai, Atsushi, and the rest of the Armed Detective Agency all day. He appreciates the peace and quiet when you're around.

In Demon Slayer, I match you with...

Rengoku is the extrovert to your more introverted nature. He's emotionally connected so he can help you out with showing your emotions more.

Will probably just laugh off anything you say that most people would be offended by. He's confident in himself so nothing you say will really affect him.

Super affectionate. No one doubts that you two are together even though sometimes people ask you whether you're aware you're in a relationship since you don't publicly reciprocate his affection.

Whenever people ask that, Rengoku will always defend you. He knows you care about him and he won't let anyone talk to you that way.

Likes running his fingers over your scars (as long as your comfortable with that). He finds it relaxing and it's his way of showing that he loves everything about you.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #attack on titan #singeki no kyojin #levi ackermann #bungo stray dogs #doppo kunikida #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #rengoku kyojuro

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versadies · 3 years ago

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CHAPTER ONE // WILLOW

SYPNOSIS (of chapter). in which you try to look for your plus one who can go with you to the wedding.

CHARACTERS. kamisato ayato, (later) diluc ragnvindr

CONTENT. mentions of break-up, fluff/angst, no cw as far as ik !

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After having a few thoughts on the invitation, you were starting to have second thoughts on going to the wedding.

Not only were you unsure of the fact that you’re ready to see the man who broke your heart – let alone see him for a week before he marries another person – but you were also unsure if appearing is the best thing since, who on earth would invite their ex to their wedding?! You dread causing a scene just because of your relationship with the groom, not to mention how there’s a high chance that people would raise eyebrows at you for coming to his wedding if they ever find out about you being Ayato’s ex.

However, your boss would beg to say otherwise.

“You have nothing to worry about, ( Name ).” Ei spoke with a reassuring tone as the two of you enjoyed the cafe’s delicacies. “Perhaps he invited you because you two were best friends back then since college, and not because you were his first love.”

“What makes you say that?”

Ever since Ayato broke up with you, you’ve started spending more time with the quiet student council president that many students in the university admire and respect, Ei. If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t have move on from the heartbreak your ex gave you.

Before Ei could answer, someone else chimes in the conversation. “It wouldn’t make sense for your ex to only invite you right?” Yae Miko suddenly comes back from the cash register with two foods in her hands. “Luckily for you, we’ll be going on the wedding trip as well.”

Your mouth opens agape. “Wait, you guys are invited as well?!”

“Yes, strangely.” Ei opens her bag and brings out her very own wedding invitation. “We also found out that a few of our old friends from the university are also invited, so I suppose Kamisato must’ve invited us in hopes of a long-time reunion?” She guesses.

You let out a sigh. Although you’re more than delighted to hear that you’ll have the chance to meet with your old friends, the next thing you have to worry about is to find another plus one who isn’t invited to the wedding.

Suddenly you felt Yae’s hand on your shoulder. “You have no need to worry about this whole thing. Remember, you’ve moved on already. Don’t let all of your hard work go to waste because of that man.” She spoke with an encouraging smile. “Besides, you have us and our old friends — and don’t think about backing out! Ei has already told all of our colleagues and subordinates that we’ll be taking our leave for a week. We’ll have Ei’s sisters, Raiden and Makoto, to take care of our work while we’re gone.”

“Of course you did.” You said with an unsurprised look on your face before sighing in defeat. “Very well then, I’ll try to survive one week. Only because you guys are going as well and the fact that it’s a free week trip.”

Yae places her hands together with a satisfied smile. “Good. It’s been a while since we’ve taken a long-break anyway.”

Ei gave the pink-haired woman a blank stare. “You had a three-day off last week–”

Yae immediately cuts the woman off with a loud laugh, paying no mind to how the customers in the restaurant look at the woman strangely. “What’s in the past is in the past, Ei.”

As the three of you continue to converse with one another, you couldn't help but trail off to thinking about what to do for your plus one. If you could choose one person who can spend a week with you and know about your situation, who would it be?

You can’t exactly bring Beidou, your colleague, with you since she’s currently on a business trip with Ningguang. You can’t bring Heizou either since he’ll most likely cause mischief as well as Hu Tao (who’ll surely advertise her funeral parlor to the guests). You also can’t bring Scaramouche either due to him traveling abroad.

…Are you seriously going to be alone?

While looking around the room, you noticed a certain cor lapis on a necklace that one of the customers are wearing, and your eyes sparkle from remembering a certain someone.

“Ah, ( Name ). To what do I owe you the pleasure to come here?” Zhongli asks with a surprised tone as you stand in front of his doorstep after arriving at the apartment from your meetup with Ei and Yae.

“I hope I didn’t bother you with anything, but if you’re free right now, may I talk to you?” You explained with an apologetic smile.

Zhongli didn’t have to think about it and opened the door wide for you to enter. “Not to worry, I’m free for a chat.”

Besides Ei, Zhongli has become one of your close friends ever since he moved into the apartment you live in. You often helped him out with certain inconveniences in his unit to the point where you’re now familiar with his unit. The two of you bonded whenever you helped and since then, you started to visit the man to simply hang out.

As you settled down on one of the stools by the kitchen counter, your neighbor walked towards his tea kettle. “What would you like to talk about?” He asks.

“Remember what I told you about my first love back then?” You asked, tapping your fingers on the counter. “He uhm… He invited me to his wedding next week.”

“Quite bold of him.” Zhongli comments, pouring the tea on his cup. “Are you planning on going there?”

You nodded slowly, swallowing the air. “Yeah… Only because I don’t want to waste a free week trip to Mondstadt and because my old friends will be there.”

He hums in response. “That’s good then, at least you won’t be alone.”

You smiled cheekily. “Not exactly… Is it possible if you could come with me?”

You watched as he stopped pouring his tea, turning around to look at you in surprise. “...I beg your pardon?”

“You did say you’re willing to do anything for me after I helped you with the problems in your unit, right?” You ask, watching as he nodded in confirmation. “Then I would like for you to take a week off and come with me to a trip to Mondstadt for my uh… Ex’s wedding.”

“Why exactly?” He requests for clarification.

“Well… The invitation requests the guest to bring a plus one and the ones I was supposed to ask have their own plus ones.” You explained, tapping with your foot. “It’s alright if you’re too busy or not available! I was just wondering since you’re one of the only people who knows about my situation.”

The man places a hand on his chin with deep thought.

“...I suppose that I don’t exactly have many things to do for the week, and I am not one to reject a friend needing my help when they have helped me.” He says with a gentle smile. “Just let me contact my boss and let me know the full– oof.” You eagerly wrapped your arms around your friend, relieved that you finally found yourself a plus one.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you! I’ll make sure you’ll have a great time on this trip, I promise you that!” You said in excitement.

Zhongli lets out a chuckle before hugging you back as well. “It’s no problem, ( Name ). I’ll make sure that you’ll have a great time as well. Besides, I have a friend who lives in the City of Freedom who will surely take us on a tour around the city.”

Your face beams. “I’ll be looking forward to that then.”

After meeting up with your neighbor, you came back to your unit and immediately threw yourself to your bed, letting out an exhausted sigh as you closed your eyes. Now that you’ve settled with a plus one, all you need to do is to pack your things and prepare for the airplane ticket next week.

You couldn’t help but remember one conversation you had about Ayato when the two of you talked about marriage, something the both of you fantasized about when it comes to talking about the future.

“Ooh, perhaps we should pick Mondstadt as our location! Won’t it be sweet if you and I get married in Mondstadt? I hear they have romantic sceneries that are a wonderful sight.” You said as you scroll down your phone through pictures of the seven lands with Ayato watching you, his arms wrapped around you from behind.

He lets out a chuckle. “Whatever makes you happy, love. It’d be great if the cathedral is available by the time we’re ready, I hear that it can make the wedding altar sceneric with how the sun reflects through the windows.”

“It seems I’m not the only one who has researched.” You teased, closing your eyes as you feel Ayato’s lips planted on your temple.

“Of course. You’re not the only one who’s looking forward to our future together.” He retorts with a smile, relishing your presence with a happy sigh. “Nevertheless, even if things do not go our way, I’m sure we’ll be prepared for everything.”

But you weren’t prepared for you falling out of love. You thought, covering your eyes with your arm. How silly of us to even imagine getting married… You slowly put your arm away from your eyes, staring up at the ceiling above you.

Perhaps things wouldn’t be like this if he had told you why he fell out of love instead of avoiding you like a plague and ignoring your existence. Maybe you would’ve understood more and perhaps the two of you still could’ve been friends–

You immediately slapped yourself. “Don’t think about him, he’s not worth it.” You mumble to yourself, sitting up from your bed. “You worked yourself hard on moving on, you cannot–”

You inhale deeply when you remember more moments of him. “You cannot go back to that year. You cannot go back to that year. You cannot go back–”

As you continued to chant the same words over and over, you decided to stand up from your bed and try to find something that can distract you from the overwhelming thoughts about him in your room.

Packing it is then.

Everything has been a blur since then.

By the time a week had passed, you found yourself standing in front of Mondstadt’s Goth Grand Hotel, gulping nervously. If it were not for Zhongli, you would’ve instantly turned around and headed to another hotel instead, not wanting to be involved with the wedding.

“We’ll.. We’ll be okay, right Zhongli?” You ask your friend, who glances at your way in confusion. “Of course, is something plaguing your mind?” He asks.

You nodded honestly, letting out an uneasy breath. “I… I don’t know if it’s really best for me to attend.. Should I just make a run for–”

“( Name )? Is that you?!”

You and Zhongli turned to the stranger’s call in confusion, only for your eyes to widen when you see two familiar women walking towards you.

“It is you! It’s been so long since I’ve last seen you!” Yoimiya giggles as she rushes over to where you are, followed by Ayaka. “You look so different! You look way more attractive in real life than your social media!”

Just listening to your old friend’s rambling easily makes your worries wash away, a smile starts to grow on your weary face. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you as well, Yoimiya. I’m glad you’re still as happy as ever.”

When you look at Ayaka, the both of you share bows as greetings with smiles on your faces.

“It’s nice to see you again, ( Name ).” Ayaka said. You started to realize how the woman in front of you looks more older and elegant than before when she was still in high school. “I hope you are doing well over the past years.”

You nodded. “I have, I hope the same goes with you.”

Before Ayaka could reply, Yoimiya instantly interrupts the conversation by putting both her arms around you and Ayaka’s shoulders. “Enough with the small talk! Mind telling us who’s that guy beside you, ( Name )?” She asks, gesturing towards Zhongli, who was watching the three of you interacting.

“My name is Zhongli,” He answered politely. “I’m ( Name )’s neighbor and plus one for the trip. I’ll be looking forward to getting to know you both as well as ( Name )’s other friends.”

“Woah, what a polite man!” Yoimiya commented without a thought, causing Ayaka to feel embarrassed by her friend. “I’m glad ( Name ) choose the right person to come with them to the wedding, especially when the gr–”

“When the groom and the bride are currently by the lounge area greeting the guests!” Ayaka interrupts in a panicked manner, thinking that Zhongli isn’t aware of your situation with Ayato as Yoimiya covers her own mouth with her hand from that realization. “Speaking of which, I shall take matters and lead you both to them. I’m sure Ayato would be uh, delighted to see another old friend of his.” Ayaka explained before calling one of the bellmen nearby to grab your luggage.

You helplessly watched as she headed towards the entrance, giving you no chance in telling her that you’re okay in going inside to where Ayato is without her support.

There’s no going back now…

“Shall we go inside and greet the couple then?” You asked Zhongli, who nodded in response. “We shall.”

As the both of you enter the lobby, your eyes widen in awe from your new surroundings. The place looks even better than the pictures on their social media!

Everywhere you look, there’s always a dashing gold by the fancy furniture and walls, followed by linens on the ceilings that have fairy lights above it, making the place bright and strangely magical. Not to mention how the music playing in the background is truly euphoric to your ears.

The awestruck look on your face immediately disappears when your eyes land on purple ones.

Not too far away from where you are stands the man who had broken your heart with no words exchanged, staring at you as though he has seen a ghost. He looks just the same as you remembered, just older and more mature.

It felt like you were back to being the same college student who’s helplessly in love with a man who loved them back.

Reality suddenly washes over you when you feel Zhongli’s concerned voice calling you, causing you to look away from the blue-haired man to look at your friend. “Are you alright, ( Name )?” He asks.

You blinked a few times, letting out the breath you didn’t know you were holding until now. “Ye.. Yes, I’m alright.” You assured him, giving him a small smile. “I just need to–”

“( Name ).” Your breath hitches when you hear his voice.

You slowly turned around to see Ayato, who’s now right in front of you with his future wife beside him. “It’s.. been a while.” He spoke. “I’m glad you took the time to come here, I hope your trip was alright.”

Still formal as ever, you thought. “It’s been a while as well, Kamisato.” You then looked at the bride, who gave you a heartwarming smile. “You must be the lucky bride, I’m–”

“( Name ), right?” The woman interrupts, her eyes beaming. “I’ve heard so much about you! Ayato here told me how you two were best friends for such a long time! I’m honored to meet you, I’m Hiiragi Chisato.”

Ouch, best friends?

You tried not to look confused, thinking that Ayato must’ve not told her about your past relationship with the man. “Yes. I’m honored to meet you as well, Miss Chisato. I hope you’ll enjoy your stay here – Mondstadt’s a beautiful place for a wedding.”

Hiiragi giggles, her cheeks turns red. “Oh I know. Ayato couldn’t stop telling me about how he had always wanted to get married in Mondstadt,” You watched as she wrapped her arms around his arm. “And how could I say no to this man? I’m glad I didn’t, the hotel surely made me amazed.”

You laughed lightly in response. “Ah I see. Oh, I forgot to mention,” You then gestured to Zhongli. “This is my plus one, Zhongli. He’s my close friend and neighbor.” You explained, watching as Zhongli lightly bows at the couple.

“Pleased to meet you both. I’d like to send my congratulations on your wedding.” He spoke smoothly.

Ayato hums in acknowledgement. “You have our gratitude, Mr. Zhongli. Though, I can’t help but point out how you look… familiar. Have we perhaps met before?”

You raised an eyebrow from the groom’s words, shooting Zhongli a confused look.

Zhongli clears his throat, still smiling politely. “Ah well, I don’t think I recall. You must’ve mistaken me for another.”

Before the blue-haired man could persist, Hiiragi instantly interrupts the conversation. “Oh Ayato, look! Your parents have arrived at last, we should greet them!” She said excitedly before looking at you. “Excuse me for a moment. I hope you guys will enjoy your stay!”

“Likewise, Miss Chisato. We’ll be going to our room then.” You said, watching as the bride happily walked towards Ayato's parents eagerly as they both opened their arms to welcome her.

You couldn’t help but wonder what could’ve been if you were in her place.

“...I’ll be going now as well,” Ayato spoke. “It’s nice seeing you again… ( Name).”

You nodded slowly, watching as the groom walked towards where the bride ran off.

You aren’t sure if it was because of you that his smile doesn’t reach his eyes anymore.

“I told you you’ll be alright.” Zhongli spoke with a proud look on his face. “You just need to continue this for the rest of the week and you’ll be okay.”

You chuckled. “I suppose you’re right… I guess I underestimated myself a bit there.” You then pointed at the elevator nearby. “We should check out the room, I heard that the rooms are to die for in one of the hotels’ reviews.” You said enthusiastically.

Zhongli hums. “Is that so?” He asks, and you nodded.

“Then let’s go there. I’m sure you must’ve been exhausted from our trip to the city.”

Before you could respond and start walking, someone accidentally bumps into you, causing you to yelp as Zhongli holds you back from falling to your steps.

While fixing your balance, you suddenly hear the stranger let out a huff before he continues walking to the opposite direction, causing you to raise an eyebrow and turn around to the man who bumped into you, his red-hair striking your eye amongst the busy crowd.

“He’s not even gonna say sorry?” You mumbled.

“I’m sure he has business to do. Let’s go to our room now.” He urges.

You continued to stare at the red-haired man walking away before looking back to the elevator’s direction in defeat. “Yeah whatever, let’s go.”

Unnoticed by you and your friend, the red-haired man stops his tracks and looks back at your direction, his earpiece that’s on his ear has now turned off.

Ah… I should’ve apologized.

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linnoya-writes · 3 years ago

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Zutara “Valentine’s Day” High School AU

February, Day 1

Katara and Sokka are young WaterTribe students who recently moved out of their homeland with their naval-commander father, to start fresh as a 9th grader and 10th grader at Fire Nation Academy after the recent death of their mother.

Headmaster Iroh is aware of this sad news, and takes the liberty of assigning his nephew Zuko, a sullen-but-sharply-dressed 11th-grader, to show the new students around campus on their first day.

This is right at the beginning of February, and while Sokka can’t stop asking Zuko questions about Mr. Mechanist’s engineering lab hours and Geography Club (”I do like expensive atlases!”)... Katara remains quiet. She’s culture-shocked by the amount of pink, purple and red paper hearts bannered and dangling along the hallways of the school. She’s also mesmerized by how Zuko’s face -- that scar, dressing most of his left side -- carries the same tones and hues of that school’s decor. Unlike herself, Katara says nothing throughout that entire tour, holding her backpack straps tightly... and Zuko glances at her as they return to the headmaster’s office.

For the first time, Katara notices the rustic gold of his eyes.

Zuko frowns. “Any last questions?” His face moves to obscure his left side.

“Wh--” Katara gestures to the hallway with her nose. “What’s with all the decorations?”

Zuko blinks, giving her this look that says ‘you’re kidding, right?’ and when he turns over to Sokka, it’s clear that these WaterTribe siblings have no idea what sappy Fire Nation tradition this is. Zuko sighs, his eyes back on Katara.

“Valentine’s Day,” he rasps, almost like a groan as he turns on his heel to finally bid them goodbye with his shoulder and quick wave of the hand.

Katara watches him leave, puzzled.

February, Day 5

Throughout that first week, Katara finds herself making more friends with the teachers than the actual students, offering to help Mr. Piandao organize his library while discussing ancient military combat techniques, drinking tea with Mr. Jeong Jeong and talking about Eastern philosophies, and stopping by Ms. Ursa’s office to talk about poetry homework... but more just to say hello, because she’s so nice. Katara has no idea how Sokka’s managed to make best-friends in the span of a few days, but there he is... laughing away with Chan and Rion Jon in the hallways, discussing boys’ volleyball practice. Sokka’s never even played volleyball. Who is this person?

There is one 9th-grader, Ty Lee, who seems sweet and willing to get to know Katara as a friend, but she wonders if it’s all to try to get closer to Sokka.

Because wow.

Katara can’t keep herself from chuckling by the handful of girls already looking for her brother’s affection. Must be the eyes, Katara thinks, because if she had a copper piece for every time someone complimented her on her blue eyes, or her wavy hair, or the natural tan on her skin that first week of school...

Zuko hasn’t, strangely. Not that she cares.

Occasionally, Katara sees him walk the hallways, holding hands with a girl with a matching gloomy face as they head to class together. Katara thinks about her parents... how they used to hold hands like that... how they never looked gloomy when they did. Katara shrugs. Perhaps love is different with everyone.

When Katara attends a Student Council meeting that week, she finally understands what “Valentine’s Day” is, thanks to the Student Council President Azula. The council has themed activities planned out for the entire week. Katara has been assigned the Valentine’s Card Crafting Table before school, during lunch, study hall and after-school all throughout that week. She feels slightly excited about this, as crafting was something she and her mother loved doing together.

But, glancing at the mountainous array of colorful glitter, gel-pens, markers, scissors, glue, construction paper and stickers all mixed around in these various plastic containers... Katara also understands why this was the assignment nobody had volunteered for.

She spends the rest of that Student Council meeting hour organizing all the materials to have them ready for the next week. Nobody stays after the meeting to help her. When Sokka’s Geography Club gets out and he finds her on the floor, alone, knelt with a pool of multi-colored construction paper that’s being organized by shade... Sokka approaches her sadly. He doesn’t even open his mouth when she instantly holds a palm to him. “Don’t say a word,” she says sharply, still looking down out at her mess. “I just need a project.”

Sokka quietly puts down his schoolbag, kneels next to her, and assists.

February, Day 8

The table is all set up in the morning as students arrive. Sokka is there helping her set up, but then immediately dodges Ty Lee’s advances when she shows up to support Katara’s first day behind the Valentine’s Day craft table. "Who wants to make me a Valentiiiiine??” Ty Lee shouts in her bubbly song, and a couple of boys head over to the table a proceed to make a card for her.

Katara instructs them on how to best cut out a heart out of construction paper with crafting scissors. They compliment her on her eyes.

She braces herself for the lunch period, and a few girls from Student Council stop by to make cards for each other and their own friends. Katara chooses to not make hearts but instead a mixed-media card with little ice-huts and snow-men and penguins... which looks slightly ridiculous in the shades of pink and purple. They love seeing Katara feel in her element with all of these crafting supplies, and tell her so, and the girl feels somewhat more comfortable behind that table. Just as she’s about to ask them about fun things to do in the Fire Nation, the girls leave with their cards, and Katara remains alone at the table.

Just as she’s watching them all leave, she notices Zuko standing there at the doorway to the cafeteria, serious. Katara’s face immediately winces down, back to her work. But Zuko then approaches the very edge of the table.

“Did Azula make you do this?” he rasps.

Katara shrugs, grinning to herself. “I volunteered.” In her salesman-type voice, she looks back up at him and says: “Would you like to make a Valentine’s Day card for your Valentine?”

Zuko stares at her, and then at the array of crafting supplies on the table, and then at her mixed-media card of her Water Tribe home, and then back at her.

Saying nothing, he takes a seat at the table and grabs a piece of paper.

"Mai’s gonna love this,” is all he says, attempting to cut a symmetrical heart.

‘Mai’ must be his girlfriend, Katara thought, but she notices the furrow in his eyes, the thinness of his mouth as he works quietly. Perhaps love is different with everyone.

She returns to her own card. In certain instances, she can feel Zuko looking at her. After a quiet set of minutes, he asks her about what exactly she’s making on her card, and Katara tells him. They spend the rest of that lunch hour talking, and crafting.

Zuko doesn’t compliment her on her eyes.

Not that she cares.

February, Day 9

“... and next thing we know, Sokka’s yelping like a baby seal and running from the wolf-pups... and he sprains his ankle and trips into this 20-foot ice-canyon. My mom and I had to run to the neighboring village to help get him out.”

“Wow-- all for some seal-jerky?”

“Dad told us to leave all the food back at camp! Ugh-- Sokka’s impossible.”

“I’d be happy to trade him for my sister--- Hey, can you pass the stickers?”

“Sure-- the pink hearts?”

“The white ones. Mai hates pink.”

“I like the border you cut for the card. You can add dots of glitter if you want, to give it some character.”

“Maybe. What are those swirls of green and yellow that you’re making?”

“Oh-- it’s called the Southern Lights... when we were kids, Sokka and I would go swim to the closest iceberg to see them up-close.”

“You’d swim there? Wouldn’t you freeze to death?”

“Haha! We had thermal suits. I’m actually thinking of joining the Girls’ Swim Team here, but they’re not fancy national champions, like the Boys’. They sound like snobs.”

“They’re not all like that.”

“You know the whole team?”

“I’m on the team.”

“... ... ... oh.”

February, Day 10

“You’re staring at it again.”

“Wh--What? No, I wasn’t.”

”You were.”

“I wasn’t! Your sister was passing by, and she gave me a weird look!”

“Whatever.”

“Fine-- Don’t believe me.”

“ ...Do you wanna know how I got it?”

“Um... only if it’s okay to ask.”

“It’s nothing crazy. Azula and I snuck into our father’s fireworks supply for the Summer Solstice party at our house. They were a surprise, but my sister always finds out about these things. She loves fire. She wanted to light some up in our backyard before it got dark. She was only eight... my mother was tending to the party, and our father was supposed to be watching us, I guess. I knew, the moment Azula lit one up, that she was standing way too close to it... so I pushed her out of the way, and it got me.

“I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. My parents split up, soon after that. He didn’t fight for custody.”

“...Do you miss him?”

“No. Sometimes. I don’t know. --Where’s the glue?”

“Here.”

“Thanks. Anyway... Uncle’s always been more of a father to me.”

“Iroh seems really great.”

“Yeah. He tells the best jokes. There’s this one, about tea leaves...”

February, Day 11

"She was always more my person, you know? Not that Sokka wasn’t close to her, or anything, but... it was just different. He still has Dad.”

“I know what you mean. My mother and I have a closer thing, compared to Azula. She doesn’t talk about it, but I can tell.”

“Yeah. Hey, are you done with the silver gel pen?”

“Sure-- here.”

“Thanks. Anyway... I can’t talk about it, with them, at least... because I don’t want to make them feel like they have to watch out for me, here.”

“You seem like you can take care of yourself quite well.”

“Thanks-- I mean, I have to. Dad’s got work, and Sokka’s... you know... joining a bunch of clubs and playing volleyball, and making girlfriends-- it’s not funny!--”

“I wasn’t laughing.”

“You’re smirking!”

“..the scissors were jammed.”

“Ugh--whatever. The point is-- I can’t be anyone’s little girl anymore. I have to grow up, keep all these feelings in, and just do what I can to keep us all going.”

“I get it. It’s like you have to constantly hide a part of you to just survive each day.”

“It really does. Do you feel that way, too?”

“Oh, constantly-- By the way, I think these scissors are busted.”

“Here-- I’ll trade you.”

“Thanks. Anyway-- after a while, you kind of stop seeing your life as your own, and you begin to accept whatever it is that people want from you.”

“Yeah. Don’t worry, though. I won’t go down that slippery slope.”

“Good. I don’t think there’s a force of nature that can tackle your kind of strength, anyway. Not even my sister.”

"Thanks, Zuko. And... I hope it’s not too late for you.”

“What?”

“You know... to still turn things around? Figure out what you really want?”

“I-- I don’t know. Maybe there’s still time, I guess.”

“Good.”

“Yeah. Um... so, what are those? Icebergs?”

"...Yeah! And this tiny thing is a canoe. My brother and I would go out fishing in the mornings...”

February, Day 12

With it being the last day of school before “Valentine’s Day Weekend,” the craft table is more or less abandoned, and classmates are bee-lining along their lunch tables, passing around chocolates and carnations, cards and heart-shaped balloons.

Devoted to her assigned task, Katara remains seated behind that table after school for fifteen minutes before she finally begins to pack up all of the materials and officially consider her shift complete. She hears all the laughter and smiling faces of students closing their lockers for the day, reminding her of the Winter Solstice celebrations back at home... the way her tiny hands would be so eager to take that warm cup of cocoa from her mother’s palms...

“Need some help?”

She blinks at the sound of Zuko’s voice, surprised to see him there with his messenger bag. There’s nothing celebratory about his face or his dress -- it’s his usual serious look -- but Katara thought he’d be somewhere sharing chocolates with his girlfriend. She decides not to bring that up, and just nods.

They pack up the materials appropriately into the plastic containers, making sure that the supplies don't move about inside and thus become a mess for the next person who’s assigned Valentine’s Day Craft Duty next year. Between the two of them, Zuko and Katara are able to carry all of the boxes into the school’s supply room in one single trip.

When Katara locks up the supply closet, she sighs a deep breath of relief, and Zuko chuckles.

“You know? This whole Valentine’s Day thing isn’t so bad,” she smiles at him.

Zuko just shrugs. But in his hand, there’s a card with an envelope.

The color of the envelope is an unfamiliar rustic gold -- not like the shades of pink and white that Katara saw in her craft bins all week. Zuko must’ve found this envelope on his own.

“What is that?”

Katara mentally kicks herself when Zuko raises his brow.

“Your Valentine,” he says flatly, bringing it out to her.

“But...” she feels a lump in her throat, “... I didn’t make you anything.”

“It’s okay-- just take it.” Zuko insists, his hand gesturing with the card.

Katara does. She gazes at the envelope with both hands and proceeds to turn it over to slice it open.

“Not yet--” he rasps so suddenly, her hands flinch. “You can’t open it until the Fourteenth.”

“Oh- so you’re superstitious, now?” Katara raises her brow, laughing.

Zuko groans, pinching his nose. “Forget it. Open it, don’t open it. Do what you want.”

They walk back out to the student hallways quietly, back to the noise of students and closing of lockers.

“Are you doing anything special for Mai?” she asks him, out of courtesy.

He says nothing for a long second, and without turning to her, he speaks. It comes out of him like invisible torture, of mumbling sounds and a syllables.

“We’re... um... we’re-- not together-- anymore.”

Katara turns to him, over to the scarred side of his face as they walk. It’s impossible to read what exactly he’s feeling by that almost-permanent frown, but she tries to, nonetheless.

“Oh.”

That’s all that she says, and Katara kicks herself again. As they walk, she can feel the words sitting idly in her throat, the I’m sorry and What happened? and Did she hurt you? and She doesn’t deserve you, you know that? and Sorry, do you want me to just stop talking?

But before any of those words could come up, Zuko chimes in, turning his good side to her.

“See you around,” and there’s a tiny, almost secret grin that catches her eye as his face turns to leave for the parking lot.

“See you-- thanks for your help!” she calls after him, and she can tell he heard her by the way he waves his hand.

February, Day 14

She waits until the official stroke of midnight to finally open the envelope, and it feels like a bunch of paper-heart confetti that falls out of it.

Five large pieces of confetti, to be exact.

One card for each day of the week that Zuko had been sitting there at that table. She sees the monochromic card from the first day, and the small patches of red, purple, and pink showing up on the cards the following days. Nothing is written on them, but that is fine.

That is still enough to make Katara smile.

And she sees a creme-colored folded piece of paper attached to the last card.

She unfolds the paper nervously, fidgeting as to what kind of handwriting... what kind of words, what sappy poetry would be in store for her big blue eyes.

It reads:

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Katara.

I’m really sorry about your mother, but I hope that you will find something to call home here. You should definitely join Student Council and try out for Swim Team; the girls could use more talent (I say that as a fellow swimmer -- not as a rival, or anything). Thanks for teaching me how to craft these cards - they’re actually not so bad.

Would you want to keep talking, maybe? At lunch?

Anyway-- I’ll be around, if you need me.

Zuko”

#zutara #zuko and katara #katara #katara of the southern water tribe #zuko #prince zuko #zutara highschool au #zutara Valentine's Day #zutara fic #atla fic #avatar the last airbender #zutara fanfic

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chaosandstardust · 3 years ago

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They're trying to claim that antis didn't understand the reason Rion got compared to Rin. That it was just meant to highlight the difference between why the two girls were watching the respective guy. Completely glossing over the fact that it's bizarre to have that be such a big part of Kirinmaru's story in the first place. Why write in a whole arc that ultimately compares someone's relationship with their daughter to someone's relationship with their wife??? It's such a weird take and they just refuse to get it. Of course they won't address the way Rin is drawn either lol. That's not how the adult women in the series are drawn, nor is it the way the older teens are drawn. Why are her eyes taking up more than half her face and why can't they settle on an eye shape??? They're using a classic eye-head ratio for portraying a child with her and they can't figure out what eyes to even give her. I wouldn't mind her being so short if she had a grown face, but she's a whole child. I feel so sad for Rin!! ;____;

I’d love to know why they think that Rion got directly compared to Rin then, because that choice absolutely baffled me. Like you cannot tell me that the only comparison they wanted to make was to "highlight the differences between the two girls". Especially considering the critiques they’ve gotten over SessRin. Why would they compare her to a little girl who has the same name??? Like it just makes no sense. When I saw it, I legit had to pause the show and walk away, because I was laughing so hard in that “I can’t believe this” kind of way. I was watching it with my best friend and she completely lost it. LIKE WHY? WHY WOULD YOU COMPARE RIN TO A CHILD WHEN IT'S BLATANTLY OBVIOUS THAT THE SHOW IS EXTREMELY AWARE OF THE CRITICISM IT'S GOTTEN??? WHY?

(The whole scene was “women and children don’t belong on the battlefield”, a line that was originally thrown Kirinmaru’s way by Toga. Which is absolutely hysterical coming from an Inuyasha sequel, when half of the main cast were powerful women. But anyway, is the show trying to imply that Inukimi, icon that she is, would’ve gotten with a man who spewed garbage like “women don’t belong on the battlefield” and hasn’t seen a few battles in her lifetime? Like Sesshomaru literally tackled her when he saw her??? YOU TRYING TO TELL ME THAT HE JUST DID THAT JUST BECAUSE AND NOT BECAUSE THEY HADN’T DONE THAT KIND OF THING BEFORE?)

(i have sooooooo many thoughts on the stupid ‘sexism is bad’ storyline they did with Setsuna and saying that Sango has been the only female demon hunter ever before her, like BABES! I’M 99% POSITIVE THAT AT NO POINT WAS IT IMPLIED THAT SANGO WAS THE ONLY FEMALE DEMON HUNTER EVER! Also the idea that Sango wouldn’t train her own daughters in demon hunting and only in making hunting gear is fucking stupid, and EXCUSE ME, WHAT ABOUT MIDORIKO? PRIESTESSES CANONICALLY FIGHT DEMONS ALL THE TIME? 😭).

And yeah, Rin definitely looks really young.

I'm guessing what happened is that rather than trying to come up with new designs to reflect the ages of the characters (WE WERE ROBBED PILF INUKAG AND MIRSAN) they just kept them as close as they could to the original. So they attempted to do that with Rin, but she just looks like a slightly stretched out version of herself in the first episode. I’d rather just have some new designs.

I wouldn't even care about her looks if they had developed her more or developed her and Sess, as well as deepened her relationship with Setsuna and Towa. Sunrise are asking me to be emotionally invested in SessRin and their family without giving me a reason to be, and on top of that, trying to get me to care about Rion and Kirinmaru by using Rin. Why would I care about the relationship a villain has with his daughter, which is an extremely basic “i love my family but we’re on opposing sides” trope, that much when I don't care about the main characters relationships with their parents?

#yashahime #hanyo no yashahime spoilers #hanyo no yashahime #anti yashahime #anti sessrin #anti rinsess #anti sunrise #sango #setsuna #rin #anti sesshomaru #miroku #mirosan #inukag #inukagmor

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leossmoonn · 3 years ago

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Can you do where the reader is singing in the shower and stefan walks in and hears you sing for the 1st time and he's just obsessed 🥺💖

(Btw love your writing 🥺✨💖)

yes, this is such a cute idea! and thank you so much :))

masterlist

pairing - stefan salvatore x gn!reader (tbh i was gonna include something that would make it fem, but after i got done writing it i realised i didn’t include it at all, so i made it gender neutral!)

type - fluff

warnings / includes - mild language, you getting embarrassed and throwing deodorant at him. italics is your voice when stefan is listening

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“Baby you’re highlight of my lowlife. Take a shitty day and make it all right.” You sang softly as you lathered your body in soap, scrubbing your skin so it was clean from all the supernatural activities you had taken apart of.

“Oh, in every circumstance. Yeah, you make the difference. Baby you’re the highlight of my lowlife.” You finished the song with a little riff you had made up on the spot. You rinsed your body, basking in the warmth, letting the water relax your muscles that you had been using to throw arrows and knifes.

“I got a man, but I want you. I got a man, but I want you. It’s just nerves, it’s just dick. Makin’ me think ‘bout someone new…”

Stefan furrowed in his brows as the dulcet tones of your voice awoke him. Of course, he didn’t know it was you specifically. He sat himself up on his elbows, using his vampire hearing to try and single out your voice.

“And you’re right. You’re right, I got my guy. But I, I can’t help it. I want you…”

His eyes widened in surprise and he got up, following your voice to the bathroom. He creaked the door open, quickly closing it so you wouldn’t see him. But you didn’t hear the noise, your music, singing, and the shower all drowning out the sound. He nudged the door open a tiny bit, poking his head in and setting his eyes on you. He smiled widely as you saw you dancing and singing, using the loofah as a microphone.

“But this sex would cloud your memory. A couple strokes to put it in, then you belong to me...”

His brows raised in pleasurable surprise as your voice carried off the note so smoothly. Your voice raised a few pitches, going off into the next few lyrics. He didn’t do anything else but lean against the door frame, staring in awe as you sang the next song.

“Oh, I’m scared if I look into your eyes, I might see your soul...”

The rich, sultry tones of your voice resonated through the bathroom, bouncing off the walls and flowing through Stefan’s ears like a lullaby. He fell into a trance then, paying no attention to Elena, who walked into his room, looking for some makeup that you had borrowed the other week.

“Hey, Stef, do you know where Y/n put my eyeliner?”

Stefan didn’t answer her. He just waved her off as he listened to you with a star-struck smile.

“Stefan?” Eleną frowned, walking over to him and poking him. “Did you hear —”

“Yeah, yeah. It’s somewhere,” Stefan spoke quickly, not tearing his gaze from you.

Elena raised a quizzical brow, peering into the bathroom, her mouth coming into an ‘o’ shape in realisation. She smiled and awed. “She has a beautiful voice, right?”

“Yeah. I can’t believe I haven’t ever heard it before. And we’ve been together for a year. And I’ve known her for three.” He turned his attention to Elena for a few moments.

“She usually sings in the car with the girls and I. I wonder why she’s never shown you. She’s very proud of her talent.”

“Well, I found out. Nothing she can do to hide it now,” Stefan grinned, turning back to you. His dead heart soared in his chest as he saw your head tilt back into the water. Your mouth opened, singing softly, but also projecting. You looked and sounded like angel. Stefan was sure had never been so obsessed with someone before.

Elena smiled at him, walking away quietly to leave you two. You still hadn’t notice the two, much less Stefan, standing and admiring you. You were in your own little world, pretending you were on a big stage, singing to all your fans. Your friends would be in front, cheering for you the loudest out of everyone. And Stefan would be next to you on stage, taking advantage of his dance classes he took as a boy, spinning you around and singing with you as his voice was also a treat to listen to.

“When you told me you didn’t need me anymore. Well you know I nearly broke down and died…”

Your voice changed from silky smooth to raspy and more free. You sang the Beetles’s “Oh! Darling”. A song that Stefan didn’t think you would ever sing because of the soft, controlled, and clear voice you had been projecting all this time. But here you were, impressing Stefan even more by doing a completely different genre, and crushing it, of course.

You reached down into your throat, growling on some of the words, adding riffs and making the song fun and filled with emotion. You were using your whole body to perform, spinning around, stomping your feet on the ground, bowing your head down and bringing it up to make the song more dramatic. Your voice was still clear and controlled, impressively so. You hit each note perfectly. The high-highs and the low-lows.

This was one of Stefan’s favourite songs from the 60s. He didn’t even realise he had started singing with you, accompanying your voice in harmony, when you stopped singing. Your head turned to his, eyes widening to fear and shock as you hoped he hadn’t been standing there the whole time. Stefan stopped singing at once, his face twisting in confusion as he didn’t hear your voice anymore. He looked to you, pulling an apologetic smile together.

You opened the shower, immediately wrapping a towel around your body as you stepped out.

“W-Where you listening this whole time?” You asked.

“I was,” he nodded. “You shouldn’t be ashamed or anything, I —”

“Get out!” You yelled, pointing to the door. Your body was hot and shaking with anger and embarrassment - mostly embarrassment. Your grabbed a bottle of deodorant, throwing it at him in hopes that that would get him out. But of course, it didn’t. He caught it with ease, setting it down beside him.

“Y/n, I swear, I —”

“Stefan, please!” You begged.

Stefan shook his head, walking up to you. He took your wrists into his hands firmly, but gently, bringing you close to him. You rolled your eyes, adverting your gaze from him. He put one of his hands under your chin, lifting your head so your eyes would meet his.

“Why didn’t you tell me you could sing?” He asked softly.

“I dunno,” you mumbled. “It’s not something worth telling.”

Stefan scoffed, not believing your words. “Liar. Elena said you were very proud of your singing voice.”

“You talked to Elena?” You brows raised. “Only for a second. She came in to look for something. Anyways, why are you being so modest?” He asked.

You shrugged. “I guess I just get shy around you. I don’t know.”

Stefan grinned at your explanation, thinking you were the cutest thing in the world. “You’re usually not, you know.”

“I know, but this is different.”

“Well, I don’t think so. And I think you sound beautiful. Like, seriously. I don’t know if you noticed, but I was practically drooling.”

You giggled, “I did notice. Your reaction gave me butterflies, you know.”

“Well, good. You know, if you ever want to sing me to sleep or something, go ahead. I don’t care. Or sing while I’m doing work. That would be good, too,” he suggested.

“Hm, alright. You gonna pay me, though? I don’t sing for free. I charge a hundred dollars per song.”

Stefan laughed, “How about a hundred hugs and kisses?”

You pursed your lips, pretending to be deep in though. You looked into his eyes, smiling widely. “I guess that could work.”

“I’m glad. Now, I need to shower, too. Would you like to be my music?” Stefan asked.

“I would love to.”

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REQUESTED: "Never requested something before but maybe the reader is in love with James but he is in love with lily and she thinks lily will never say yes but she does. Maybe Remus comforts her as she tells him how she is not good enough or something but little did she know that Remus was in love with her"

SUMMARY: reader finally realizes james will never lover her, but luckily remus is there to comfort her.

WARNINGS: mentions of heartbreak, but i promise it's fluffy

WORD COUNT: 712

A/N: so i changed it a little bit... i hope it's okay👀

"I just- you wouldn't understand! She's so beautiful and so smart! She's perfect, you know?" you kept on nodding as the bespectacled boy besides you kept on rambling about his crush, Lily Evans, "But she doesn't like me... does she? No she doesn't."

"James, anyone would be a fool not to like you!" you placed your hand on his thigh and looked him deep in the eyes, hoping he would eventually understand.

"Do you really think so, y/n?" he looked back at you and you felt your heart beating faster than ever, "Do you think i should ask her out?"

There it was; disappointment. You knew James never cared about you in that way, in the way lovers do. You held his hand countless of times, but it was nothing more than simple friendship. He cried on your shoulder so many times you thought there would have been something more between you. There wasn't.

"I-" you stopped yourself, you weren't going to confess your unrequited love to a boy you knew would have never been what he was for you. "Yes, James. She won't say no, who would?"

You tried comforting him with a broken heart yourself. There was still hope, hope that Lily didn't feel the same way, but you had the same talk with her. She liked him. He liked her.

Only you were left alone.

"Thank you y/n! I'm- i'm going to ask her now!" you smiled as the over-excited boy went running to find her true love, leaving you alone.

Silent tears began to run down your face, there was no use in stopping them now. You denied them for so long, it felt freeing to feel them wetting your face, a face that could finally display all the pain you felt inside.

"Y/n, what happened?" full of concern, Remus appeared in your line of sight.

You waited so long to let your tears out, you wouldn't have stopped now, even if it meant showing how vulnerable and broken you truly were.

He sat down next to you, unsure of what to do. He awkwardly put his arm around your shoulders, stroking your arm up and down, hoping that that simple gesture could have lessened the strength of your sobs.

You slowly started to regain your ability to speak and, with your voice still hoarse, you explained everything to the boy sat next to you.

"I'm an idiot, i know, you can tell me." you said, chuckling darkly; the awful humor an attempt at masking your even-more-awful condition.

"You aren't." he said, bringing his thumb to brush away your tears, unsurely. "The only idiot here is James."

"He's your friend, you can't say that!" you said, shoving him playfully, the smile on your face not quite reaching your eyes.

"I can, the fact that he's my friend doesn't rule out the fact that he's an idiot! Anyone would be a fool not to like you!" he said scoffing and something in your head clicked.

You turned around and stared at him.

"What?" he looked uneasy, but you needed to know.

"What did you say?"

"I said he's an idiot-"

"No, after that." your tone was desperate, had you been so blinded by your love for James that you hadn't noticed him?

The boy that had been your solace whenever you needed it, the boy that made you laugh so much even with the simplest things, the boy that no matter what always helped you. He had been for you what you had been for James; unrequited.

"I said anyone would be a fool not to like you, i-" you cut him off by slinging your arms around him, "Woah, are you feeling better now?"

"Remus, i'm sorry." his soft brown eyes softened even more while his brows furrowed, silently asking a reason. "I've been an idiot."

"Y/n, i told you, it's James that-"

"No!" you shut him up, placing your index finger in front of his mouth, "With you."

His eyes widened slightly, but he smiled.

"You- you know?"

"I should have noticed sooner, but i know now."

"And... what do you think?" he asked with hope laced in his barely-whispered words.

"I think i'm an idiot who very much likes you too."

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