#i believe silver’s the type to not let anyone know he’s trying to do something until he’s good at it

[pacifistcowboy]

silver learning japanese while he’s in the future and not telling espio until he knows how to speak at least a full sentence so he can somewhat talk to him in his first language

when silver finally says something in japanese espio is stunned and flattered and smitten and immediately offers to help teach him the rest of the language. they now do a lesson at least once every time silver comes to the present.

[wcnderlnds]

stupid for you | peter maximoff

SUMMARY: you and peter fall out and he makes it up to you in his own peter way WORD COUNT: 928 WARNINGS: some swearing. A/N: idk what this is but writing peter is my fave so he gets all my dumb ideas ❤️ p.s. if the format sucks it’s bc im mobile.

It wasn’t like Peter had meant to upset you. Sometimes his mouth didn’t have a filter and he said things before even thinking about it so when he called you ‘annoying and needy’, he really didn’t mean it. He wasn’t that guy. He wasn’t the type of person to ever want to upset you or anyone for that matter. So when he’d seen you walk away hurt and upset, that had sent him right into action. He just had to make it up to you — make you see how important you really were to him. It gnawed at him inside that he’d been the one to make you feel that way. Never before had he ever felt so bad. So guilty.

He’d spent the whole day trying to think of what he could do to apologise then suddenly the idea hit him. Maybe it was a little stupid, maybe you’d completely hate it but he thought it’d be cool. Different. It’d be something him.

Meanwhile, you’d spent the day moping around the X-Mansion. The training session you’d had earlier had helped distract your mind but as soon as it was over, your thoughts drifted back to Peter. The fight the two of you had had been so stupid. All you’d done is made some comment about Peter needing to slow down for a minute and listen to you and it had spiralled from there. It wasn’t often the two of you argued. In fact, you never really had. In the whole six months you’d been dating things had been going smoothly. Things had been so easy going, so fun — it wasn’t really a surprise that something was bound to happen to ruin that. When things were going good there was always something that had to come along and mess it all up.

With a sigh, you started to head upstairs to your room when suddenly a blur of silver and blue rushed past you. Before you could even blink Peter was stood right in front of you, his hands hidden behind his back. Your arms wrapped around yourself as you looked at him. “Hi.”

Your nerves were mirrored in his face as he spoke. “Hey. Uh…”

The silence fell between you. It was awkward — something that didnt happen often when it came to you and Peter. Just as you were about to open your mouth to say something he began talking.

“Okay, just let me talk for a minute before I chicken out. I’m not good at this shit. I’m not the best at filtering the stuff that comes out of my mouth. That’s why I’m always getting myself in trouble. You know that but the last thing I ever want to do is hurt you. You gotta believe me on that one. If I could, I’d punch myself in the face. I mean, I could but… I can’t break the goods, y’know?” He laughed lightly, trying to ease the tension.

“It’s my fau-“

“Gonna have to stop you there, babe,” he said as he pulled one of his hands from behind his back and held it up to signal you to stop. “Can’t have you taking the fall on this one. It’s all me. A Maximoff fuck up special. That little switch people have in their brain where they tell themselves to shut up before they say something dumb? Yeah, turns out mine is broken. Probably wasn’t born with one actually. I’m not letting you feel bad for this. It’s all on me, okay? I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

A small smile tugged at your lips. “It’s okay. You really don’t have to apo-“

“I do, I really do, though. Felt bad the second I said what I said. You’re not annoying and I love when you’re clingy. I love you wanting to be around me as much as I want to be around you. You caught me on one of those rare days where I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Maybe Scott even pissed in my cereal or something, who knows. Point is that I messed up.”

“Are you gonna stop cutting me off?” You asked, an amused look on your face as you listened to your boyfriends rambling.

“Oh shit, sorry. My bad. The floor is yours.”

“What I was trying to say was that you don’t need to apologise because I forgive you anyway. We’re gonna mess up sometimes and I know you didn’t mean it. It was just hearing it come from you that upset me, I guess. Anyone else I could take it but you? Your opinions and thoughts about me matter the most. Can we just forget about it and move on?”

“Sure, yeah… but first…” he finally pulled his hand from behind his back to produce a Lego bouquet of flowers. “These are for you and lemme tell you, it was hell trying to put this together.”

“…you got me Lego flowers?”

“Duh. This way they last forever and you won’t have to worry about watering them and you can always remember the time your boyfriend was a dumbass.”

You laughed, taking them from him. “How long did it take you to put it together?”

“Might have cheated and used the ol’ mutation but I kept messing up. Some of the pieces wouldn’t fit where I wanted them to and I almost got mad and thr-“

“There’s instructions, you know.”

“Are you gonna stop cutting me off?” He grinned, hands on his hips as he echoed your words from earlier.

”Smartass.”

“And don’t you forget it.”

[yuri-is-online]

The TWST cast from the original Fyuuture Kid timeline is so Cleopatra by Lumineers coded. They just get their (pregnant) joyfriend ripped away from them, cursed, and then sent back to earth, where they can't follow all in one day. That's gotta be a fucking nightmare. They just lose everything at the same time. Bro. Imagine Jamil or Azul, they had to fight for everything and just when they finally, FINALLY, think they have something that will never leave, it's taken away. Imagine malleus or cater or silver; they've already lost so much, silver just lost his dad and now, when he's going to make his own family, they're taken from him too.

TW FOR SUICIDE.

You wrote one time that of Yuu ever died, Floyd would be quick to follow, so. Did Jade and Azul have to put him on suicide watch? My mind is reeling there were NO WINNERS in this timeline Goddamn.

Sorry for the angst dude I just think about this AU a lot

i am so sorry for making you all live with this many thoughts and just waltzing on off to do fuck all

So there weren't any winners in the original timeline no, but the way things went down sort of prevented the type of outcome you are describing with Floyd due to the potential for hope, that most dangerous of falsehoods. In a way that sort of makes it worse though... so lets talk about what went down shall we?

(I'm going to keep this post to more general information, but I did write some specific ship thoughts I'll probably use for another post later on, I just need to think on some of them more...)

notes: they/them used for Yuu, this is part of my fyuuture kid au which can be found under the series section of my masterlist. This post will not contain discussions of suicidal ideation, but will contain major character death and descriptions of violence. If you are curious about what happened to Yuu and Fyuuture kid, look at this post here.

General Original Timeline Facts

To give a brief re-cap of what happens to Yuu, they were arrested by the Magical Marshall's office and sent back to their world, while pregnant, and cursed to forget everything that had happened to them in Twisted Wonderland. Something I didn't mention in that first post, mostly because I intended to imply it in the answer about Riddle's relationship with Yutu but ended up cutting, is that none of the characters actually know that this is what happened at first. They know that Yuu disappeared, but they don't know that the Marshalls were involved or that Yuu went back to their world, which causes a real sense of panic in all of them because holy shit their spouse and unborn child just went missing and they can't seem to get anyone to take this seriously. How the Marshalls went about hiding this information, and what the general public believed happened to Yuu depends on who their husband was, as did the fallout of their disappearance.

For anyone who might be a bit confused, the Magical Marshall's Office is an elite squad of police officers who investigate magical crime, and occasionally deal with overblots. They are the organization that Deuce wants to join one day, which does mean that the people who made the decision to see Yuu as a threat to public safety and send Yuu home were Deuce's own co-workers and friends.

Deuce is the first to suspect that the Marshall's might have had something to do with Yuu's disappearance, but he isn't able to really do much with that. He tries, but he is stonewalled and eventually fired- though by the time that happened monster attacks started getting really bad in the Queendom and Deuce had a whole other set of questions.

Speaking of those monster attacks, the instant Yuu is removed from Twisted Wonderland Grim overblots I have an idea as to why, but it isn't super set in stone. This "Chimera" begins hunting and stirring up monsters, inciting them to attack civilization while it focuses on trying to "wake up" the Phantoms of the Great 7. These phantoms want to re-join with their respective overblot boy, which is an easier task for some of them than others.

The first phantom to re-appear was the Thorn Fairy's. Malleus chose to seal himself and his phantom in an eternal sleep inside the Briar Valley capital after ordering Sebek and Silver to evacuate everyone who lived there, leaving his people truly leaderless and in shambles. He technically also ordered Lilia to go with them, but he refused. He wasn't able to abandon another Draconia to die alone. A lot of nocturnal fae died to the Phantom before Malleus's sacrifice, but because the problem was more or less contained to Briar Valley not all of the other nations saw the monster problem as a threat. They should have.

The second phantom to re-appear was The Queen of Hearts'. Riddle, having been approached by Deuce with his suspicions regarding Yuu's disappearance and outraged by what he saw as a clear violation of the law (if nothing else) was easy prey and re-assimilated into the monster. The phantom then began hunting down each of Riddle's previous dorm mates to corrupt them into card soldiers for its army, eventually fashioning four lieutenants that were a touch more sentient that the others out of Trey, Cater, Deuce, and Ace.

Certain members of the Al-Asim family saw that happen and quietly, without Kalim's knowledge, arrange to have Jamil killed. This doesn't prevent the Sorcerer of the Sands' phantom from reuniting with him, it just means the monster is puppeteering a corpse. And dragging around a second once it gets its hands on Kalim...

Obviously at this point something of a pattern has been established, meaning S.T.Y.X. is expected to do something. Idia does not actually overblot for a second time thank you very much, Phantom Ortho has a mind of his own and he promised to stay in the Underworld until it was Idy's time. His first order of business is to check in on Vil, Azul, and Leona to make sure they're ok. He manages to make contact with Vil, but the Coral Sea proves impossible to get a message through to and Leona is M.I.A. Literally, he and Ruggie have both disappeared while investigating monster attacks around the slums. Idia has a decision to make, and it's not one he really likes, but S.T.Y.X. has a better relationship with the Sunset Savannah than it does the Coral Sea, so it's off to the Elephant Graveyard while Vil agrees to stay behind on the Isle of Woe under observation for his own safety.

It's a decision Idia regrets later. He gets to Leona in time to help him fight and kill the King of Beasts's phantom, but it costs Leona and Ruggie their lives, and while he's there, the Sea Witch's phantom finds Azul and begins using his magic to drain the merfolk dry. Floyd manages to use his unique magic to distract Azul long enough to allow Jade to escape, who only flees because he thought his brother was behind him the whole time. The oceans become polluted with blot, forcing the surviving merfolk to the surface. Many go to NRC and take refuge in the Octavinelle dorm pocket dimension, resulting in the Mostro Lounge being closed to make more room. Somehow that feels more like a killing blow to Azul for Jade than what the phantom did.

Schools like NRC, RSA, and Nobel Bell become sort of centers for survivors due to the large amounts of mages, magical wards, and artifacts that such schools typically have made them safer than most towns. NRC specifically has seen a large influx of magicless people who run a lot of the things the ghosts used to and runs a lot of normal school classes in additional to the magic program, which shifts over time to be more focused on fighting due to the increased monster attacks.

Also Crewel is now Headmage. It would have been Trein but I don't think he needs the stress. I haven't decided if he is still alive or not, but Vargas and Sam are still kicking.

So to give a run down of where everyone stands in the original timeline in order: Malleus and his phantom are trapped in an eternal sleep, Lilia is dead, Silver and Sebek are alive (at least at first) and trying to help the fae refuges displaced by the Thorn Fairy's Phantom. All of Heartslabyul are overblot phantoms, and actively making the Queendom of Roses unlivable. Jamil was assassinated and the Sorcerer of the Sands's phantom went on to kill Kalim and most of his family. To be clear that wasn't because of Jamil's lingering emotions, but good luck explaining that to most people. Vil and Idia are overblot free, Vil because he is being detained on the Isle of Woe and Idia because of his promise with Phantom Ortho. Leona and Ruggie died fighting the King of Beast's phantom. Azul and Floyd are blot phantoms, while Jade is alive and tending bar at what remains of the lounge at NRC.

Now Epel, Rook, and Jack aren't named in that list. No one really knows what happened to them, but they are assumed dead (or at least Jack and Epel are.) Since this is my AU and I get to give out the information, I'll let you know that Rook is a phantom under control of the Fairest Queen's phantom, Jack is dead, and Epel is alive, but cut off from the rest of Twisted Wonderland by the monsters under the Fairest Queen's control. He's right teed off about that, hey Yutu go get him that ladder he's gonna give Rook a piece of his mind-

I do have some ship specific thoughts but I want to cook with them a bit more... but to maaaybe tease some of them?

Yutu and his friends had to fight the Heartslabyul boys multiple times. Yes this hurt their Yutus a lot, and is one of the main reasons Riddle! Yutu hates his dad so much.

Vil can hear the Fairest Queen talking to him and it's not great for his mental stability. Neither is being cooped up in the Isle of Woe, his Yutu did meet him and remembers it being a terrifying experience.

Jade has a good relationship with Floyd! Yutu, Jade and Floyd are their own people but losing Floyd killed a part of him that was slightly healed by getting his nephew back. He likes to tease Azul! Yutu and told him a great deal about his dad. As for his own Yutu... their relationship is a tad strained by how protective Jade is over his son. He is terrified of losing him and what is left of his pearl...

Not all Yutus are in the same dorm as their father. I haven't decided on where all of them are yet, but I did mention once in my replies that Azul! Yutu is in Savanaclaw. I did not mention that he did intend to transfer but couldn't when he accidentally became the Dorm Leader because he got tired of being mouthed off to and knocked someone out. I have an ask about Cater! Yutu I'm working on but I'll add him here as having been put into Octavinelle, and I think I want to put Kalim! Yutu into Pomefiore but I need to cook more...

[hopeforchanges]

okay hot take here don't bash my head in ... Sauron and Galadriel ≠ Orlok and Ellen

idk am i the only one who doesn't see it? i stayed away from speaking on the topic cause i didn't feel i had all the information to engage in any meaningful convo but now that a good amount of time has passed and I have listened and read other people's arguably passionate stances on this (which is great! i love when people enjoy something, it gives me joy too!!) i must say .... i don't get it lol

let me explain myself:

I get that certain aesthetics or vibes might overlap (dark, brooding antagonist vs. a luminous, female protagonist), the comparison completely falls apart when you dig into their actual characterizations.

Ellen as a Symbol of Maidenhood vs. Galadriel as a Warrior

Ellen is basically a paragon of feminine virtue: she's all about purity, innocence, and ultimate sacrifice. She represents a kind of moral ideal that aligns with the trope of the "selfless maiden." Sure there is darkness in here but like ... where? lol in the words of one of my favorite complicated female characters of the silver screen: "I can't see it, I can't touch it, I can't feel it. I can hear it, I can hear some words but I can't do anything with your easy words."

Galadriel is a warrior, a soldier, a power-hungry monarch. She was born a princess into a life of great privilege. Galadriel is ambitious, vengeful, and actively pursuing power. She definitely embodies characteristics that are more commonly associated with male domination. I love both the feminine in Ellen and the masculine in Galadriel. They just don't overlap imo.

Orlok’s Selfish Awareness vs. Sauron’s Delusional “Vision”

Orlok is unapologetically monstrous. He’s a selfish predator who knows exactly what he is and doesn’t care. He’s not trying to justify himself or claim he’s “saving” anyone—he just feeds on people because that’s what he does.

Sauron thinks he’s doing the right thing. In his mind, his actions are about order, preservation, and the “greater good.” That lack of self-awareness is huge—it makes him a completely different type of villain. Orlok leans into his evil; Sauron justifies it - doesn't even think he's the evil force - definitely not in his story.

The Core Dynamic Feels Wrong

Ellen and Orlok’s relationship is built on fear and revulsion. Ellen sacrifices herself to stop Orlok—she lures him to his doom. There’s no room for ambiguity there; he’s the predator, and she’s the prey.

Galadriel and Sauron are equals. None of them can land the killing blow because they don't want to, not because they can't. Their dynamic is tangled up in grudging respect, power struggles, and even a weird sort of kinship. Galadriel isn’t diminished or destroyed by Sauron like Ellen was by Orlok; quite the contrary. Galadriel was empowered by Sauron, healed through him (at least in the show which is the medium i am basing my opinions on, not necessarily the tolkien legendarium). That's why it's so funny to me that in season 2 he can't figure out why she won't say yes to him when she used to drool over his mortal form and so he transforms into Glambrand as his big fix cause he thinks THAT is what the issue is lol you were her friend, dumbass, that's literally it. you supported her and believed in her when no one did and couched her so she could achieve her goals - helped her self-actualize.

There are no such layers and complexities in Ellen and Orlok's relationship. Plus, the fact that he came to her first when she was a kid gives me the ick, sorry. it's giving phantom of the opera. and i HATE phantom of the opera (the original book by Leroux, the musical kinda slaps tbh)

TL;DR:

Yes, Ellen calls Orlok a deceiver, but that’s where the parallels end for me. Ellen = pure, selfless sacrifice; Galadriel = complex, power-driven warrior. Orlok = evil and knows it; Sauron = evil but thinks he’s the hero. Their dynamics are fundamentally different, and the Orlok/Ellen comparison just doesn’t hold up under scrutiny.

If I’m missing something, feel free to convince me otherwise, but for now? Nah, I don’t see it.

[npookie0]

okay…… i might be onto something or on something, but kc but highschool au !!?

Serial killers but put them in an high school.

Okay so who's what <3 Ronin Beaufort - your bad boy who's a delinquent, he's also mathematically smart and attends literature class for shits and giggles. Angel | Maria de la Rosa - the school's popular girl, interested in media, has a YouTube channel, she's asked by the school's photography club to model for them, attends social classes. V | Valentin Viljoen - Student council's president, helps anyone who needs his help, his morals are strong, too strong sometimes, law and social focused subjects. Misaki - The weird and silly art kid, fails math class, art club's vice president, goes to artistic classes. Luca - The loud sports guy, has a lot of friends, athletic, is friends with the quiet exchange student from France. Feli - French, exchange student, biology and chemistry are her strong suit, she's interested in pyrotechnics, loner, her only friends are Luca and Angel. Vince - Geography teacher and the class' supervising teacher, married and has two kids, his lessons are mostly about his wife, sunsets and kids. Ai Hua - Chemistry teacher, secretive, shipped with prof. Vince, (Married to him but the kids don't have to know that)

Broken lovers. - Angel x Ronin.

"Well, well. Look who it is! The school's queen bee herself!"

His voice rang in Angel's ears as she entered the detention class, it was Maria's first ever detention, and she didn't even deserve it! That guy! He was trying to touch her friend, so she obviously stepped in and if words aren't working, then fists are. And now, she's here. Her phone in the teacher's hands, she could only sit there for another three hours and "rethink her behaviour".

"Oh shut up Beaufort."

Beaufort, the guy who spends more time in detention than any other student, sometimes he deserves it, sometimes he doesn't. He isn't a bad person, Angel thinks that he's just misunderstood but she isn't so willing to see for herself.

"Awh? What got Saint Maria so on the edge?"

He stood up when he saw her going towards a seat far away from his, he was in the mood to annoy someone, and someone who Ronin saw as a privileged girl with the silver spoon was perfect for that. He took the seat next to her and titled his head to the side when he saw how upset she looked.

"C'mon, spill your guts. What could the good girl have done to end up here with the school's filthy rot?"

Angel gave him the biggest side eye she had ever gave anyone, his "edgy buy" type of speech was giving her the ick, how could anyone speak like that and keep a straight face? But he wasn't wrong, she heard the teachers use worse names when they were talking about him, so to call himself filthy rot was almost a compliment. Maria sighed, maybe ranting to Ronin would let her nerves out? She couldn't record a new vlog with this anger boiling in her veins and burning her body alive.

"One of the basketball team assholes wasn't keeping his hands to himself when my friend was telling him to leave her alone, he wasn't listening so I had to use other means of explanation, He ended up with a broken nose and I ended up here." She paused and scoffed, her expression showing anger, irritation. "Fucking hell, he was the one harassing her, but I'm the one being punished? Men are so privileged!"

Ronin watched her outburst, smirk forming on his lips. Oh this is interesting. The school's little miss perfect punching someone? Ronin would never believe anyone if they told him so. He clicked his tongue and looked up at the ceiling.

"I hope his little pathetic ego was broken then. Because how could a big strong guy let a tiny little woman ever punch him?" He chuckled. "If you want your reputation to stay clean doll, I may throw in some punches for you."

He outstretched his hand to her. Angel looked at his hand, then at his face, and with a slight smile accepted his hand.

"Oh? You want to do the dirty work for me?"

She asked in her signature sweet tone.

"Wouldn't want school's favourite girl to get her hands dirty, now would we?"

Angel giggled in reply. What a funny guy, she thought to herself.

And that's how their friendship started.

They met up after school, mostly after Ronin left the detention, he really was there a lot. Their relationship was kept a secret, or so they thought it wasn't hard to notice the small smiles and glances, they should really learn how to keep things a secret. Ronin was intrigued with Maria, for someone who played the role of a saint, someone who's sweet like an angel, she was really blunt with him; swearing and ranting on the guys she has to deal with, shouting from rooftops whenever Ronin took her to one, kicking walls angrily. Her show of emotion was like a reward for Ronin, the stoic girl was raw with him, he could see her true self. Of course he didn't know everything, he didn't know about how hard she was pushing herself to work, how destructive her perfectionist nature was. But he held his secrets too, Maria wasn't aware of his grotesque, she didn't need to know that Ronin was living as someone else in the past, for now at least.

Ronin was sitting on the floor, Angel was sitting on the bed behind him, her hands in his hair. They spent time like this whenever Angel needed to talk about things that she never shared with anyone, be it an annoying asshole or a weird message from a creepy fan she received. Ronin let her play with his hair, make them into little braids or just brushing them with her fingers, it was a pleasant feeling. He didn't need to say anything, of course he wouldn't be himself if he didn't drop a comment in his style, but he knew that Maria didn't need comfort, she just wanted to be listened to, for someone to hear her.

"Ro… Why is this world built around men?"

She sighed, exhaustion heard in her voice. She was just telling him about how one of the guys from school tried to sneak into the girls' locker room, his argument for that was 'but I'm trans, you're not transphobic Maria right?' Fortunetely the teacher yelled at him and he didn't enter. But if only a man could stop another man from doing something like that, then how could women ever stay safe? Maria tried to bring it up with the headmaster but he just waved his hand dismissively and told her to leave the boys be.

Ronin titled his head back, the top of his head resting against Maria's knees.

"Dunno, wish I knew that too babe." He clicked his tongue. "This world is a fucking trashcan, people mixed up together, paper next to glass, brand new toy next to rotten food."

Angel giggled at his words.

"Again with the edgy bull Ro? Wow, maybe I should write that down and ask your literature teacher to hang these wonderful quotes up?"

She joked and leaned forward, her face hoovering above Ronin's. She felt so comfortable with him, he was the only guy who ever let her be herself with him, gave her this feeling of safety and freedom. Her heart was always beating louder whenever they were in close proximity, Ronin's casual flirting was making her face heat up, and he used it against her. That's when it hit her.

She likes him. She liked this asshole, this annoying bastard who never fails to support her.

Her face heated up when she realised that she was looking at Ronin's lips dangerously long.

"If you wanna kiss me, then do it. Show what a strong girl you are Maria."

Ronin whispered, his eyes locked into hers. This caused a shiver to run down her spine, why did he read her so well?

"Oh? So you want the queen bee to kiss you?"

She answered, her tone teasing after she got herself together.

"Hah, why not. I'll run her with my rot, make it her safe haven, filth will be like a warm home and I will be the centre of it."

"Oh shut up Beaufort."

The exact words she said on their first meeting, now she really made him shut up, with her lips against his.

Chaos Incarnates. - Misaki x Ronin

Misaki would never expect themselves to stand in front of their boyfriend's, Ronin Beaufort's door, breath heavy, tear stains on their cheeks.

They were just done with a phone call with their parents, they just came out as non binary and the only thing they heard in answer was the beeping sounds of the call ending. Their own parents didn't accept them, they blocked their number, blocked them anywhere they had them. Misaki felt so miserable, they just needed acceptance was it so much?

Ronin opened the door to his dorm, his roommate Luca was nowhere to be seen, probably trying to get Feli's attention again. Ronin looked down at his partner, seeing them in that state was definitely not ideal and somehow he didn't need to ask to guess what happened. After all they were happily telling him about calling her parents just yesterday. This image was the exact opposite to how they usually looked, Misaki was usually covered in paint, haired messed, pencils and brushes somewhere in their pockets because they forgot to put them away and a big smile on their face, never leaving.

Ronin and Misaki were the schools chaotic duo, leaving them alone for five minutes would probably result in the school setting on fire. Once they were put together in detention and the blackboard fell to the floor because Misaki tried to show Ronin that they could climb on it, they in fact did… and ended up with a twisted ankle.

But this Misaki was different, they were in pieces, broken by their parents' reaction, by how they couldn't even be told it to their face because they're in a boarding school in the USA and their parents are in Japan, on the other side on the world. They just wanted to hear it, see the reaction, anything but just see that their messages couldn't be delivered.

"Ronin… I… I fucked up."

They sniffed and clung onto him, their arms wrapping around him as they poured their heart out, letting every emotion leave their body. Ronin pulled them into his dorms, kicking the doors close and helping them sit down on his bed. They didn't let go, no, they held onto him like he's their only life line now.

"Misaki, breath in and out."

He said, cradling them and rubbing their back with his hand. They were practically choking on their tears, so breathing was really needed now.

Slowly they calmed down, still sobbing into Ronin's chest.

"I can't fucking believe this… Not only did I probably fail my math exam I also lost my parents util they'll need me for something again."

They sniffed, looking up at Ronin.

"This sucks so much, and hurts… even more than that."

Ronin cupped their face with his hand and kissed their forehead.

"Hey, I'm a professional in losing parents, you're not so alone here."

He said, his tone light, but worry still present in his gaze.

"You're such an asshole."

They mumbled and elbowed him.

"That's what you love about me, my chaotic partner."

"More like partner in crime."

They snorted out.

"Yeah same shit, go to sleep, or you won't make it for that art competition or whatever that was."

"You want to kiss me so bad, it makes you look stupid." V x Ronin

Valentin entered the student council, his gaze falling at the guy sitting in his chair, his clothes dark, spiky, screaming trouble from miles away. Ronin Beaufort. The vile of his existence, the sole school's reputation destroyer and the biggest troublemaker V has ever met. His grin made Valentin want to punch him, but he had to be better than that. Stay calm, don't give in into his provocation. That's what he was telling himself, making sure to remember that Ronin just wanted to rile him up, provoke him.

"So, you're here again Beaufort."

He said and tossed the file of Ronin's documents onto the desk, not even commenting on the seat Ronin chose to wait for him in.

"Awh, we both know how much you missed me, you just love seeing my face dontcha?"

Valentin's eye twitched when he heard that, oh how he wanted to wipe that smirk off of Ronin's face, see him apologise for all he did and get punished, unfortunately he could only wish for it now, but maybe someday in the future he will be the one making sure that Ronin ends up in jail if he becomes a criminal how he's destined to.

"Just fill the report Beaufort, write the usual lie and leave me alone."

He crossed his arms over his chest, a long sigh leaving his lips. Ronin's presence alone was exhausting to V, his loud and vile behaviour were enough to suck out all off Valentin's energy.

"You want to kiss me so bad, it makes you look stupid."

Ronin's words caused Valentin to back away from the desk he was standing by.

"What sort of nonsense are you spewing?"

The warmness on his face was making him feel embarrassed. Great, now that asshole will have a new reason to make his life miserable, how mortifyingly thrilling. He cough, trying to turn the delinquent's attention away from his word's affects on himself.

"Just get the hell out Beaufort, and pray that I won't see you here again."

He said and watched Ronin stand up and walk around the desk to stand in front of him.

"Yeah, yeah, you say the same bullshit every time I'm here." He chuckled and pushed one of V's braids to the side, earning himself a scowl. "See you soon goody two shoes."

The next few days were terrible for Valentin, Ronin was getting himself in even more trouble, ending up in the student council's room even more than before. And the worst part? He was flirting with V, trying to make him flustered and always getting the result he wanted. Valentin was gritting his teeth, trying to appear calm and collected. Of course Ronin saw through that, it was impossible for a person like Valentin to hide his feelings, that's why it was so entertaining for Ronin, just watching the ever so calm and helping Valentin be so angry that he wants to punch him? Oh that was the best thing, the satisfaction was indescribable.

"Oh V, V, poor little V. Come on, we both know you want to feel my lips on yours."

Ronin said when V was giving him another scolding for 'saying nonsense', he would be lying if he said that V wasn't attractive, oh he was. And it made it all even better for Ronin, seeing the burning fire in V's eyes, even if that fire was hate, it didn't matter. What mattered was that it was all meant for him, he was the only one who could get these reactions out of Valentin and he loved it.

"You're delusional."

Valentin said, his eyes never leaving Ronin, even when he stood inches away from him, his body too close to his. That proximity made his face heat up.

"You want me, you know you want me. You want to see if I'm not right, you want to feel my lips and know that you are correct about hating me."

He whispered. Apparently it was enough for Valentin, he really did close the small gap between them, catching Ronin's lips in a kiss. Oh he's terrible, Ronin thought to himself and barely kept his smirk back, he held Valentin by the back of his head, not letting him break the kiss. Ronin was about to give him the best kissing experience of his life.

That kiss was heated, Ronin puling on Valentin's lower lip to slip his tongue into his mouth. V desperately trying to have the upper hand but Ronin wasn't going to give up. He kept Valentin blocked between himself and the desk.

Finally they had to pause, panting heavily, a thick streak silva being the only proof of what just happened.

"Hah, you really did want that kiss, didn't you pretty prince?"

To help a lost cause. - Misaki x V

Per usual Valentin was walking around the library, looking for a new book to find, but instead of a book he found a student. Crying in a corner with a paper next to them, it was a test paper marked '5/80'. Valentin winced seeing that, of course he knew that many students were failing, but he never saw any that reacted this badly. He felt like he should try to do something to help them out. He crouched down next to the student and tapped them gently on their shoulder.

"Um, excuse me.. uh do you need help?"

He asked awkwardly, talking to strangers in situations like these wasn't his strong suit, but he had to push through it. The student looked up at him, their eyes red and puffy from crying, their sweater wet from wiping tears in it, they were shaking. To put it simply, they were a mess.

"And can you make me magically better at maths?"

The question sounded offensive, but V understood that they felt a lot of things at once and could need someone to pour their frustrations onto.

"I can help you study actually. I'm already doing tutoring, I can tutor you too."

He said, the person shook their head.

"I'm short on money, I can barely cover the dorms and school fees."

They said and looked down at their feet, probably ashamed after admitting that.

"I'm not doing it for money, I want to help you…"

"My name is Misaki."

They said when Valentin paused not knowing how to call them.

"So, how about I help you with your studies Misaki?"

He asked.

Misaki thought about it, there was no real reason for them to refuse, he looked like someone academically smart and he offered his help for free… there would be only guilt for wasting his time, but he didn't look like he cared about his time.

"Mmm. alright."

They nodded their head and sniffed. Maybe they could really get better at math? Maybe their parents would be proud?

Misaki were meeting up at the library three times a week, it was supposed to be only one time in the original plan but after seeing how far behind Misaki is in their studies, Valentin decided on three times. The tutoring was a struggle, Misaki was easily distracted, gave up quickly and called themselves stupid for every little mistake. Valentin had to take a few ten minutes breaks to explain to Misaki that it really is okay to make mistakes and to let them get back into studying after that break. It actually worked some wonders, Misaki wasn't so stressed about math anymore, they got slightly better marks, but they insisted on having the tutoring until their midterm exam, afraid of failing it without Valentin's help.

"Vvvv I don't get this!"

Misaki whined after they couldn't get the task right.

"Show me."

He said and looked over their shoulder at what they wrote… well he wouldn't understand if he had to learn from their notes too.

"Try again, but this time slower and plan everything out Misaki, here-" He drawn a small box. "Do this part." He circled one of the beginning steps. "Section everything so you will be able to read it clearer."

Misaki nodded eagerly and got back to work. After a while a happy exclaim was heard.

"Yay! I got it right, thanks V, my hero!"

They chuckled and leaned it to hug him, laughing when he stopped them with his hand.

"Continue Misaki or you'll get distracted again."

Really, they were worse than a curious child when it came to getting distracted, any small noise could make them turn their attention somewhere else entirely. It was really hard to work around but once V got a hand of it, he could control Misaki's attention span and make sure that they're doing their work.

Finally, the big day of Misaki's midterm exam results arriving. Valentin was standing in front of the school, Misaki told him to wait there, and to bring a pack of tissues just in case. He was tapping his foot against the ground, looking for the short Asian in the crowd. Finally he saw them, running out with the biggest smile on their lips, they ran up to him and practically jumped on him. He caught them instinctively.

"Ohgodohgodohgodohgod! We did it V! I got the best grade in my class!"

They were beaming, proud and happy. It was a beautiful sight, especially after seeing them so anxious and burned out.

"Thank you so much for your help."

They said and looked into his eyes.

"I will repay your kindness, I swear."

Angelic muse. - Misaki x Angel

Angel was sitting on a chair in the art club's room, Misaki asked her to pose for them, and who was she to turn down her partner when they asked her to pose? They always made sure that she was comfortable, telling her to take breaks, giving her drinks or food. Sometimes Angel walked up to the canvas and looked at how far in the painting was.

"It's so beautiful Misaki."

She said and kissed Misaki's cheek.

"You're such a good painter love."

She smiled and hugged them, not caring about the paint that could get on her clothes or skin.

"Only because of my amazing model."

They replied with a cheeky grin.

"If you're tired we can wrap it up and go out for a walk."

"Yeah I could use a break…"

Angel sighed and Misaki immediately cupped her face with their paint stained hands, worry in their eyes and written all over their face.

"What happened? Are your 'fans' still acting like disgusting creeps?"

They asked, irritation joining in to the worry. Angel's so called 'fans' were truly disgusting, sending explicit 'fan art' or sending messages about how they would love to do things with her. They all made Misaki so angry, but Angel just told them that she accepted it.

"No… it's the guys from the football team, they were just eugh…"

That was enough for MIsaki to understand.

The football team were also really wonderful people, sexist assholes who tried to get girls to date them or have sex with them, Angel being the most commonly picked victim because she's just so hot and wants them. Sometimes Misaki steps in or sometimes they don't need to because the school's biggest delinquent is already dealing with the problem, while breaking his nose and beating him up. Misaki was glad that Angel had a friend like Ronin, at least they could be sure that their girl will be kept safe.

"Oh, so a walk and something sweet?"

Misaki asked and Angel answered with a short chuckle.

"Oh, you're such a sweetheart Misaki, thank you."

"Anything for you, my angel."

Angel blushed at the nickname.

"Who gave you the right to be this cute?"

[sephifrog]

Genesis Rhapsodos alphabet headcanons

A -Affirmations (what he calls you)

 My Goddess, love 

B -Blush (does he blush when you're close by?/How do you make him blush)

Feel Gen only gets flustered when he’s drunk because if you try to make him blush he just turns it right back around on you-it’s worse if you were trying to embarrass him and he just chuckles deeply and sends you a smirk before turning the tables, your usually the one that's blushing and pouting

C -Comfort (how does he comfort you or what do you do that comforts him)

Playing with his hair or singing to him even if you’re bad at it he likes hearing your voice it grounds him, and if you play with his hair he’s putty in your hands

When he comforts you he gets you to cuddle up to him and reads you a book (more than likely loveless), hearing his heart as well as having his arms around you makes you feel safe and calm

D -Dates ( what do you do on your dates)

Wine and diner-he would parade you around - he also has moments when he wants you all to himself however so you’ll have the occasional at-home date and eat his cooking

On your first date, he took you to an expensive restaurant and ordered the most expensive wine he could get, he wanted to impress you (and he was nervous below his cocky attitude and needed some liquid courage) E -End (what would end your relationship?)

Being in Silver Elite -not believing in him, I feel he’s very touched and love-starved and if you start to doubt him it will hurt and he will lash out with his words

F -Fear (what he’s afraid of)

He fears you choosing someone else over him and leaving him - if it's during crisis core he’s afraid you’ll hate him or someone will hurt you

G -Genesis Rhapsodos

An arrogant, prideful man but if he loves you , you get to see a softer side, one that loves Dumbapple pie and reading poems at all hours of the day, he’s petty though so be careful if you upset him he’ll never let it go until he messes up (but he would argue he never messes up)

H -Hold (how he holds you)

Genesis would always hold you from behind loving the feel of your hips in his hands, even if your taller he would just rest his head on your shoulder -he also loves it when you hold him

I -Injured (what would he do if you were hurt?)

He’s a hot head if he saw it happen whatever hurt you is on fire withering on the floor while he checks on you, he would be the type to lash out at anyone except Angeal if they tried to take you from him

J -Jealous (is he Jealous?)

Not really, he knows he's hot shit and that you love him, however, if you show Sephiroth even a pinch of affection he's a sulky mess or about to challenge him to a sparing match he doesn’t play when it comes to Seph

K -Kiss (favourite place to kiss)

He loves kissing your neck and lips

He loves it when you kiss his chest or honestly anywhere 

L -Laugh (something that makes him laugh)

The way you try to read loveless and your brow furrows in annoyance when you don’t understand and have to trot over to him and ask

M -Memory (his favourite memory with you)

When you wore his uniform and pretended to be him

N -Needy

Not as needy as Zack but still quite Neddy especially behind closed doors

O -Over (what is something you had to get over as partners)

His fans, their very upset he’s off the market

P -PDA

He is very open, not caring who is there to see he knows he can protect you from his fan club and honestly wants people to know you tied to him

Q -Quip (can he joke around with you? Do you have inside jokes)You have a few but most of the time his jokes fall flat and he doesn’t get some of your humor

R -Romantic (is he romantic?)

Overly so, it can get too much sometimes so he’s learned when to tune it down

S -Sleep (how do you sleep next to one another)

He holds you to his chest most of the time he sleeps on his back with his arm around you

T -Treasure (what is something he had that reminds him of you and what did he give you to remind you of him?)

 a painting of you both one he had done on your first date without you knowing

You gave him a limited edition Loveless copy maybe someone in your family had it and only a few were made

U -Unlikely (what is something that he would probably never do)

To change himself for you he likes who he is

V -vulnerable

Only behind closed doors he has an image after all

W -Wedding (would he want to get married?)

Man would want the flashiest wedding

X -(e)X (would he be friends with an ex)

No, man is petty, and after he splits with someone he’s done with them

Y -Year (how would he act on New Year's?)

Would take you out to a flashy New years party and kiss you passionately when it strikes midnight

Z -Zoo (would you get any pets?)

Feel a cat just as temperamental as him-

[sleepymarimo]

I saw someone say Toji would never get over his wife dead and would never fall in love again, what do you think about that?

anon!! thank you so much for the message and i'm sorry for the delay, it took me forever to get my thoughts into words. it's a bit of a jumbled mess. i might even go back and add something i forgot lol.

so, i'll break down what i think about this question…

also like mild disclaimer but this is just how i see toji's character! he can be whoever you want 🫡

tldr: i don't think it's impossible, but he's not gonna make it easy for you!

wc: a little over 1k-ish?

so, according to mr. gege, toji gave himself to megumi-mama wholly. he was undoubtedly in love with her and i believe that he fell for her first. given his history with the zen'in clan, one can maybe assume that megumi-mama was just unlike anyone else he'd ever met. to me, it makes sense that toji would fall for her first, whether it was her kindness or other aspect of her character.

minor side note here, but i feel like we don't truly know much about megumi-mama's character. all we know is that she significantly impacted toji's life and honestly, i love her character. if she has no fans, i am dead </3 it's a classic case of real recognizing real, and toji would not be the man he is without her. i

anyway…

following the death of his late wife, plus the time toji momentarily spent as a somewhat proper husband and father, i'd say he's self-aware to the point that he won't allow himself the chance to fall in love again.

that said, impossible is a strong word. i think, given the right person and conditions, he can get himself to fall in love again.

the 'who falls in love first' question is hard to answer. he falls first, he might protect himself and dip before things get too deep. you fall first, start to ask him for commitments, he'll feel like he's suffocating.

if you fall first:

due to his freeloading tendencies and overall lifestyle at this point in the story, he's not above taking what you willingly give him. truly, to me, there's a very sensitive balance that must be maintained when it comes to handling the sorcerer killer.

to hand everything to him on a silver platter would be his dream. he'll stick around, he might even pretend to care. he's not above taking the easy street while keeping his options open. you're good and great, but if someone is offering more, he's off.

while toji has no respect for himself or others, i believe he has a thing for people who can hold their own ground and respect themselves.

remember when todo asks megumi what his type is and megumi's answer was a person with an unshakable character? a person with a moral compass that isn't easily swayed? yeah, i believe he gets that from his dad.

sticking to your guns, not being a complete pushover, catches toji's attention.

if you were to fall in love first, but keep some solid boundaries and don't let him walk all over you, that's a plus. he might try to push a little (since he'd catch on pretty quick if you were crushing on him), but if you hold your ground and don't let him take, take, take… that earns you points.

i like to think of keeping a loose leash, keeping him in your orbit and allowing him to do his thing. he might not even realize that he comes to your place first, that he stops entertaining others. yet, the second you start tugging, shortening that leash, he'll flail and bail.

if he falls first:

if toji gets the feeling that he's, well, feeling things for you, nothing is stopping him from severing the connection right then and there. he can find other beds to crash, other scraps to eat. whether he acknowledges it or not, he's a runner. there's no need to make things complicated when he can simply leave it all behind.

it's an interesting thing because yes, he can be selfish and indulgent, but ultimately he's protecting himself. in my opinion, one of the reasons he's wary about falling in love again is because it requires him to make himself vulnerable. and by being vulnerable, he has to give up control.

he's been vulnerable all his life, whether it was being the zen'in's punching bag or falling in love only to have megumi-mama die, and has been hurt physically, emotionally, mentally, etc.

to fall in love again and have that kind of connection is... a lot. it's easier to brush attachments off, to stay in control and enjoy the fleeting pleasures of life.

but, like i said, nothing is impossible.

under the right conditions, i think toji can be tempted to stick around. not that he has to be forced to see you, but having a link to you makes it a little more difficult for him to leave. some fun scenarios to think about would be:

a reader who works at his favorite food joint. why would he give up the best offal in town?

a reader who is a secretary for one of his clients, maybe a client themselves, someone he frequently does business with

a reader who also dapples in underground work, maybe an informant, etc.

a reader who works at a race track, or somewhere he usually goes to place bets

get the gist? if he just knows you as an acquaintance with no other link, it's easier for him to leave. associate yourself with a place or person that he can't quite walk away from, and it's just a bit harder to walk away.

should this be the case, then i think it would be more likely for him to fall first, depending on your interactions of course.

unlike with megumi-mama, who he gave himself to wholly, he'll give you bit and pieces of him, like a puzzle. even if he starts to get attached, he's hesitant to put all of his eggs in one basket. so over the period of time that he knows you, he'll start revealing more or doing more, and he watches your reactions.

it's not the most healthy, mature thing in the world, but i feel that he'd totally 'test' you.

it's like he's waiting for you to walk away, to confirm the bias he already has that he can't do love again. you'll either pass his tests or confront him about his behavior, both which i think can potentially work in your favor.

eventually, as i mentioned before, he'll start to come around more and see less women until you're the only person he's with.

once he's in, he's in.

i'm just gonna go off topic a bit here but..

will it be different? yes. will he compare to megumi-mama? probably. she will cross his mind, maybe things he used to do with her, he'll do with you and he has to learn how to separate those things. will he feel guilty? there's a good chance. like i said, it's something he has to learn to accept.

like i said, off topic, but imo this man really needs a partner who is emotionally mature. hell, if you're able to talk to him about his late wife, maybe even convince him to go to visit her grave, it would heal him in ways that he didn't even know he needed.

well… i hope that answered your question anon! if you have any more, pls let me know! it means a lot that you asked me and trust my opinion 😭

like i said before, this is just my opinion on toji and how i view his character while writing :P

[twistedroseytoesy]

Could I request Vil and Scarabia with a necromancer reader?

Of course! This is a fun idea! Love me a good dnd necromancer! Going to have them be a normal human with some cool powers.

Description

an unfortunate accident happened when you had been casting an ancient spell that you had found in a lich's tome. A mispronounced word or a missing ingredient maybe, but now you found yourself being pulled out of a floating coffin by a strange cat monster. You easily used held person on the creature and learned where you were transported to. uou enjoy the different magic system in this world and how they too have limits. This blot is a fascinating topic for you. You learn of idias connection to it and are fascinated by the non human/cursed folks of the school. Your magic is very different but luckily you still had your spell book so you could participate in just about everything anyone else could. Despite your magic the mirror could not place you saying your magic was similar to a void a deep darkness that requires its own house. Many are wary of you and your dark aura and the rumors of you raising the dead to do your errands.

scarabia

Kalim: this ray of sunshine balances out your dark aura. You two are opposites get work together surprisingly well. He teaches you lighter forms of magic and tries to help you stay away from darker more deadly magics if he can. His whole mentality is that you’re really cool and that “I can fix them” meme. He truely believes your cool zombie powers could be used for good if people whose bodies you are using said it was fine. Poor sweet soul just doesn’t understand. If you ever introduce him to any zombies/skeletons of yours he will be a bit scared but try to find a silver lining. During the whole scarabia book you could tell something wasn’t right with him and when you were locked away you summoned a zombie to your aid. When Jamil overblot end you were able to add to your little army with some extra skeletons you found under the sand.

Jamil: please stay away. As interesting as your magic is to him he does not trust you in the slightest. Does wish to know how to summon his own minions at some point but rather not using those who have already passed. That’s a bit too gruesome for his liking. Tries to keep kalim away from you. Also keeps you at least 6 ft away from himself when possible. During the whole scarabia incident he tried to mind control you and your minions. It only worked for a few seconds. Found that really annoying. When you created your own little army of skeletons to fight him he laughed at it. But the skeletons were able to hold him back quite a bit for the others to hit him enough. Was a bit awkward afterward. But eventually during the SDC you two connect over more scary or feared types of magic usage. He tries to share some of his hypnosis abilities with you and you share some spells from your book with him. Now closeish friends and the banter between you two is crazy. If anyone dares to mess with kalim, let just say that mc is found with a relatively new zombie minion.

with special guest

vil: as a master of poisons he understands how some magics are frowned upon due to their power being too much and far to scary for the public. He doesn’t like how ugly your minions are and gives some tips here and there. If your minions are skeletons he would recommend you paint them to make them work somewhat with your aesthetic. Gets you lots of dark clothing and such. Also bossed around your minions when in your house for the SDC. Rather impressed that once you found out about his poisoning ability you always had your minions try your food to ensure nothing bad happened to you. During Vil’s overblot he melted your minions and saw you truly pissed for the first time. Saw that you weren’t powerless without your minions. Once he’s been defeated he and you connected over some darker magical subjects and you both are incredibly strong despite how weak you are compared to your magic abilities he hopes give you some tips. He also demands you always clean yourself after you make new minions. Also clean them and he provides some clothes for the more zombie like ones. he is fairly proud of what you can do.

[wwouldvecouldveshouldve]

KEYSSS my dear mutual congratulations on 1K likes aaaah you deserve all of them! May I henceforth ask for a platonic BSD matchup? I go by she/her and I don't have a preference for which gender I want to be matched up with :3

Personality: I personally don't know what my mbti is, so I'll just give a short description of my personality. I find myself to be more of a listener, but with the right type of person (really quiet or someone chaotic) I can talk for hours. People say that I'm nice and smart, but I doubt myself sometimes. I am physically affectionate with my friends, and often flirt with them only if they're not in a relationship. My friends like to banter with me and I like to tease them/make them laugh, but if they like to sit in silence then I'm perfectly fine with that as well. Sometimes I am too sacrificial and am bit too much of a people pleaser, but I am working on setting down boundaries and saying 'no'

Hobbies: I like to read books more than I like gaming and watching videos. I also like to learn new things, no matter how hard they are, because I am quite curious about a lot of matters. I can speak English and Mandarin, and I am partially fluent in French. I also love to play the piano because I find it calming <3

Topics I like to discuss: Honestly I can talk about anything as long as it's not something that I'm uncomfortable with (which I only have a few). I normally like to discuss history, books, travelling, and any funny things that happened recently in life

Things I hate: I don't hate a lot of things because I am a firm believer of the quote that love transcends all animosity, but what I really do hate are people who willingly do bad things and do not feel sorry for it. I normally am quite forgiving, but once somebody crosses that line too many times without genuinely trying to improve, then they've lost their chance

Something that makes me unique: I'm actually more of a classics person than a contemporary person. What that means is that I prefer classic books, classical music, classic movies, and old history etc. I do like watching a modern film every now and then, but I find that nothing captivates me more than the antique things. I'm probably one of the few girls my age who is more caught up with the 1700-1900s than the 2000s ahaha. I also am more of a jewellery girl than a clothing girl, and my favourite jewellery is silver jewellery :)

Preference: I'm okay with being matched by a character that commits crime, but as long as they aren't too crazy about it

What I value in others: I value loyalty, respect, and communication in others, as I believe that those are the three key points of any relationship. Bonus points if I find them fun to hang around with, and that they won't twist my morals and lead me down a darker path

Something I can't stand in others: Honestly anything that makes a toxic relationship; dishonesty, disrespect, and not listening to what I have to say

Remember to take your time my dear, and once again congratulations on 1K likes! Let's get that to 1K followers >:D

SILVER I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!! I was almost done with it and then it was literally all lost, but I still got it done. thank you so much, darling, and I hope you don't mind the wait.

I match you up with Tetcho! he's a silly little man, please take care of him.

He loves listening to you. There is nothing he would rather do than listen to you talk about the things that you are interested in, and he is not affected by what other people have to say about your interests. He would be ticked off at anyone that judged someone for their preferences in media and entertainment. He would not force you to try his food, but if you do like any of the combinations he would be glowing with happiness for the rest of the week. He is always a little sunshine, though, and is nothing but supportive. He loves what makes you strange, and he loves that you love what makes him unique, too. He would not let harm befall you. He would rather be stabbed a thousand times than for you to get a paper cut, and would be even more devoted to justice after meeting you because he would want to make sure that no filthy criminals can hurt you. He would not let Jouno make fun of you or your friendship. He would probably stab his ass again, and would start doing it more if you found it funny. Either way, Jouno will eventually make peace with you. He would love to listen to you play the piano, and might even pick it up himself if he has the time. He could also learn another instrument solely so he could teach it to you. He would be a non-judgemental teacher but he would definitely be a little strict. Secretly, he is a little scared that he is too overbearing when teaching you things. Overall, he would value similar things to you in a relationship. He is an honest man who communicates well, if not sometimes too bluntly, but he would do his best to always respect you. If someone else is to disrespect you, however, all hell breaks loose. Jouno and the Huntings Dogs will obviously get lighter punishments, though, and I don't expect them to cross any lines. He would, without a doubt, try to keep you as far away from his occupation as possible. Your safety is his priority, and he could not live with himself knowing that he was the reason why you were targeted by a criminal group. He gets anxious about how you are doing, so he will send a variety of texts about how you are doing throughout the day. It's a little heartwarming knowing that you're always on his mind. Because of his constant worrying about your safety, he absolutely loves to hold you in his arms so he knows that nobody can hurt you. Sometimes, though, he just wants you to hold him instead because he is always dealing with things for other people and he just wants someone to do the same for him.

that's all for today, I hoped you liked it darling! <33 have a wonderful day or night :)

[silvermoonshipping-is-love]

So what’s gaming pastas favorite food, aesthetic fashion style be like?

Now before I answer I wanna get a few things clear:

I don't know much about fashion or aesthetics, I will use what I know to explain as well as what I believe fits the most-

I will not do every Gamingpasta, because otherwise I may lose my mind, I'll just use the “Big 8” for now.

I don't want these to overshadow what this blog is for, aka my self-indulgent need to show my creations due to my ships and AUs. But obviously this doesn't mean I dislike answering Gamingpastas related questions or ramble about my made up “lore” or headcanons. Just be aware that this blog is for many things, mainly self-indulgence. It's more I don't want you to get disappointed due to believing this blog is promising smth different.

Okay, enough of that, let's go ahead.

Ben: Honestly, given his years long imprisonment and abuse, the act of someone making food for him, especially sweets or something warm mean more to him than a favorite food in general. Tho if he had to pinpoint, prolly like doughnuts, pudding and chocolate. He also used to be weary of meat dishes when he still lived in the mansion due to EJ and Liu mainly looking after him, even though EJ of course never fed them human meat. His fashion style is honestly whatever he wants to wear, casual, emo, crazy 90s, even crossdressing. In fact he has a whole closet with clothes he wanted to get cause he simply liked them but never wears, he prefers stealing from Silver or alike lol. But if he had a specific style I guess Scene fits him quite well. The mix of punk or emo with many colours like the 90s, just noice.

Silver: I headcanon him to be a pescatarian , aka he doesn't eat meat, but still eats fish. He likes nearly everything that warms one up or is well cooked, as he enjoys cooking himself (Don't ask why I have that hc I just do). A food coming to his mind quickly is muffins or ramen. He also loves hot drinks, like coco, tea or coffee. He prolly prefers baggy, comfortable casual clothing, not really a whole aesthetic, tho I can see him pull of most alternative styles.

Steven: He likes to share, as he's what most would call a bro or buddy type. Some also like calling him the mom friend despite not seeming like it at first. So he is basic and likes pizza, nearly all variants. I guess his style is similar to Silver, though he doesn't mind if the casual clothes aren't as baggy, big, comfortable. He also likes them being a tad more sporty, in order to walk and move around better.

Glitchy: Glitchy is full vegetarian. There isn't really much to add here, he does like curry. Especially those formed to look like Pikachu. His style is pretty similar to Steven, tho he can prolly pull of like academia vibe if he were to feel like it, but prefers more casual or sporty clothing, once again to move around better.

Sonic.Exe: I'll be easy and basic. He likes hot dogs, especially chili dogs and very sporty clothing.

Tails Doll: Doll never bothered much with interests, due to insecurities as he is a doll and was abandoned. But he is often seen drinking like tea and coffee. Perhaps someday he'll allow himself to fully try out life and try things to find a favourite food. As for clothing, I think whatever fits best at the moment, tho he is very interested in steampunk. Lots of gears, perfect for mechanics, suits and like to still look fancy, nice fall colours, it seems made for him.

Dark: Don't tell anyone, but Dark secretly really likes candy, especially the Japanese star candy. He used to often bring it to Ben and would eat some by pretending to only do it, so Ben won't eat all as that's unhealthy for a growing boy. He also likes most meat dishes. Fashion style is definitely goth. Black always, lol. Except for the rainbow friendship bracelets Ben gave him.

Brine: Also pretty basic, he likes meat dishes, mainly steak and very casual clothing. Never really cared to find out his style of choice.

Oof, I hope you're satisfied, anon. Plz let me know via some love ^^

[miss-boss-bitch]

Prologue

Kyubi Kitsune smiled as she raced her Lamborghini down open roads, with no destination particularly in mind. Everything about her said she was all business, from her tight, crisp white blouse, down to her smart black skinny slacks with a matching black belt and its silver LoveMoschino buckle and her sky high Louboutins, one pressed firmly on the accelerator. Her pink hair was practically glowing in the early evening sunset, like it was made of cotton candy and looked extremely exotic against her Asian features and petite frame. And although she was smiling, it was not full of warmth, but rather it was the smile of a predator.

Her designer clothes and luxuary car would make anyone meeting her believe she was a high level executive, or a socialite born into a wealthy family. But Kyubi was neither of these. She didn’t need a job that she had to get to, or people she had to associate with. The only people she interacted with were those who could entertain her particular style of amusement. Instead, her affluent lifestyle was funded through…other means. Her life required her to do nothing that she didn’t want to do, and right now all she wanted to do was explore and see what new ‘adventures’ she could encounter. As she reached a junction she decided to take a left on nothing but her gut impulse that something fun was down that way. Soon wide open roads surrounded by vegetation started turning into clean streets, surrounded by buildings. After a few minutes of speeding along, she heard a loud siren and looked in her mirror. She cursed to herself as she saw a police car right behind her. Kyubi pulled over the side of the road and rolled her window down as the officer came up to his car.

He was stocky, even for a tall black man and he sounded pissed off as he berated Kyubi. “Do you even know how fast your were going?! We have you on radar going over twice the speed limit here. Do you have any idea how badly you could of hurt yourself or someone!? You keep this up and you’re gonna end up destroying lives one day! License and registration. Now.”

Kyubi knew she could get out this – easily. But she was bored and wanted to play. As she handed her license over to the officer she smiled at the officer without bothering to look for the registration.

She batted her lashes at him and leaned out of her window towards him. “Are you sure you want to write me up a ticket?" she asked, her voice almost oozing sickly sweetness. “What did you say Miss? Are you trying to tell me my job? ” he barked back to her through the window. “Just get me that registration while I write you up.” The cop growled as he walked off and Kyubi rested herself into her car seat, her small frame sinking into the thickness off the material. She began to smirk to herself as she decided how to play this out. As ideas formed in her head, she left her car and strutted over to the patrol car behind him. “You know what officer? I think that actually you’d rather just tear up that ticket and forget about this whole thing.” Kyubi said, standing almost as tall as the officer in her skyscraper heels. She smiled at the patrolman as he spun around, and placed her soft hand on his check, almost stroking his face with her perfectly manicured nails. “Officer, deep down you really don’t want to give me a ticket. In fact, you’d rather clear off any logs you made of stopping me. So, go ahead and tell me when that’s all done OK?” Kyubi said as the cop’s eyes focused on her. He typed a few keys on the computer in the car and cleared the readings off the radar system. “All done, Ma'am.” The policeman said to Kyubi.

“Very good sweetie. It makes you so happy to be understanding and let people off for all sorts of things like this. You don’t want to write anymore tickets – ever. Actually, you honestly don’t even want to be a cop anymore. You are so depressed in your job that you have started to drink while working. A lot. So much so that after we are done, you’re gonna go and immediately drive to the nearest liquor store and buy a six pack of beer. Then you will get back in your car and drink it all down very fast, while you’re still parked in the lot. And after you’ve done all that, you will take your police car and crash it into a car in the parking area there. I don’t care if there’s anyone in there in not, but do your best to fuck up your car as badly as you can. And when the police come for you, you’ll let them find those empty beer bottles in your car and you will admit to them there and then that you are an alcoholic. You will go ahead and resign from the force and take up a minimum wage job somewhere. You will work there for the rest of your days. Do you understand all of that, officer?” Kyubi said as she giggled to herself. “Yes, I understand ma'am. I am an alcoholic and will drink beer, crash my car, and do as you said.” The man droned back to Kyubi. “Very good officer. Oh, is that a picture of your wife up there on the dash? You want to tell me about her and your family.” Kyubi asked. “That is Candice, my second wife. We have been married for 10 years, and four kids from my first wife who I divorced. She’s a waitress at a nice restaurant downtown.” The cop said to Kyubi. “Hmm, she sure is cute. Too cute for a pig in blue like you. So I think you should go ahead and call her up and tell her you have a friend—me—you want her to say hello to. You want to do that right now, officer. Then just give me the phone and ignore anything I say to her.” Kyubi said as her mind was flooded with ideas. She was annoyed at getting pulled over, even though she had gotten out of the ticket, she was still going to get some more payback. After all, there was nothing more fun than destroying lives, even of those not directly involved with whatever had pissed her off that day. She watched as the officer called his wife on the phone and took it as he handed her his phone.

“Hi there Candice, this is Kyubi, a good friend of your husband.” Kyubi said as she tried not to laugh. “Well, ahh, hello. How do you know my husband?” Candice asked. “Oh, we are drinking buddies. Now Candice, you want to listen closely to everything I have to say. And you really want to do everything I tell you to do.” Kyubi said. “Of course. I will listen to you and do anything you tell me to do.” Candice replied. “Very good, Candice. Now, remember how much your husband drinks. You hate him for it. Over the years in your horrible and abusive marriage, you have come to realize he is an alcoholic. You have told him that you will leave him if his alcoholism causes any more trouble. And later on tonight you will hear about more issues because of his drinking problems. So after you hear that you are going to leave him. You will pack up your stuff and move away. You will quit your job at the nice restaurant as what you really want is to start working at some of the strip clubs in the city. The really dirty and sleazy ones. Go in tomorrow and audition at a few. After the incident with your husband later, you will think of yourself as nothing but a hot, sexy stripper from now on. And you will dance like the best one they have. You have a very dirty mouth and mind, you love talking dirty to horny men and if the pay is right, which it always will be, you’ll even sell your body for extra cash too. You have always been this way, a cheap and dirty slut, and you just want to have guys slide money in your thongs you’re gonna start to wear and take you in back and fuck you. So tell me what you really are, Candice.” Kyubi asked over the phone. “I’m a fucking stripper and part time slutty whore. I love dancing real good and teasing guys for any money. I’m going to get a new job stripping in the shitty clubs downtown.” She said, sounding very dirty to Kyubi. “That’s perfect Candice. Feel free to come up with a new, sexy stripper name when you get your first club job. Something like Kandii. Candice is way too posh for some gutter trash like you. And spell it with two i’s so everyone can judge what an easy basic skank you are. You love being nothing but a stripper and a whore, you will remember it’s what you always wanted to be. You love wearing lots of makeup just like all those dirty street whores you picture in your head right now, it’s what you want to look like so bad. A slut. So don’t worry about applying it perfectly, you’re just a dumb old fuck that is too stupid to think, so make sure to plaster it all over your face from now on and start looking like the slut you are…and love it…the sluttier you look the more you love it. Oh, if you don’t smoke, make sure to pick up a pack of cigarettes. You’re gonna start smoking a pack a day, ‘kay?.” Candice nodded in agreement while listening to the details of her new life over the phone. “And remember Kandii, all of this is who you really are. So have fun, fucking and stripping you little bitch.” Kyubi said as she hung up the phone and threw it at the back of the officer’s head who had ignored the whole call as Kyubi had told him to do.

“Ok, Mr. Policeman. Remember what you are supposed to do now. I’m going to go back to my car and drive away first. A minute after that you will head to that liquor store and do what we talked about. Do you remember and understand still?” Kyubi asked him. “I remember and understand.” He droned back as Kyubi removed his wallet from his pocket. She took a look at his ID. Officer Denzel Remington huh? She gazed down at his address, going there to see "Kandii" could be fun, but also this guy had four kids that she could systematically destroy. “That cop wanted to warn me about destroying lives?! Destroying lives is what I do best” she murmured to herself, as she strode back towards her car. “So, let’s go ‘home’ and see what other trouble I can cause to teach that arrogant officer a lesson.” As she started up her car, she heard the officer’s car start to go in the opposite direction. Kyubi speeded towards her new destination with a big smile on her face. It didn’t matter that the officer would never see the full consequences of pulling her over, as the lives of everyone who knew him would be twisted into new versions, all that mattered was she was about to have some fun doing what she does best. As she got back up to speed she burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Today was turning out to be a good day.

———

Based on: Crystal Power Corrupts by Dr Fakes at Mcstories.com

[moonfurthetemmie]

Starling & Hoatzin

Starling

Starling’s the odd one out (ignoring Hoatzin, who’s past is a mystery to pretty much everyone except her and she seems content to keep it that way), because rather than training for or being in a military-type organization, he was just doing martial arts. For fun. Some of it was actual lessons, and some of it (namely the mounted arm blades) he was trying to figure out on his own from a video game he and his brother had been playing. He found he really enjoyed it, too.

And one day, as he was practicing, Rayonnant found him. And he was very impressed.

He 'asked' Starling to join him and, being mostly sane with no interest in really hurting anyone, Starling said "Hell no"

So Rayonnant went ‘aight, bet’. Killed his brother, kidnapped him, and sweetly informed him that if he doesn’t want to end up like his brother, he best do as he’s told. sadly none of Starling's weapons were actually sharp or useful in a real fight, so he had to get new, shiny, sharp ones. he'd be really hyped about it, if it weren't for the fact that he has to actually use them in real combat.

If he could, Starling would chuck him face first into a cliff face for what Rayonnant did to his brother. Unfortunately, Rayonnant would kill him for even trying.

In general, though, he's very talkative. Not quite as much as OG Paraiba, but enough that some of the team find him annoying. and by 'some' i mean everyone but Hoatzin, who just doesn't have the fucks to give about it. she's just like 'uh huh. yeah. really? wow. mhm.'

While he's come to enjoy Hoatzin's company, he still finds something about her just a little odd. But he knows a little about her issue with feeling emotions, so he kinda brushes it off. The fact that she seems to like hanging out with him and listening to him talk makes him much less uneasy around her.

Hoatzin

Hoatzin’s situation is actually closer to OG Killer than Silver (both meaning "she’s closer to killer than she is to silver” and “she’s closer to killer than silver is”), but still not the same.

So, yeah. She's officially have The worst time of the team (her, starling, thrush, and cassowary). I haven't decided yet how Rayonnant found her, but presently he's using his aura to keep her under control by keeping her in a constant state of fear and anxiety. She is not allowed to feel anything else, aside from the occasional Nothing. She knows he's doing it, but she thinks it's unintentional. And that’s probably on purpose.

Starling is able to help some, but Hoatzin’s too fucked up because of the whole thing to understand that it’s not Starling that's helping, it’s staying away from Rayonnant. In her defense though no one else does either, except for Rayonnant himself. He lets her have her ‘friend’, because it helps keep her in line.

Starling, not being of particular interest to Rayonnant and being a big fan of not hanging out around him, usually stays as far away from Rayonnant as possible. This means that Starling usually is the farthest away from Rayonnant's aura. So by hanging out with Starling, Hoatzin ends up being at least on the fringes of Rayonnant's aura, if not outside of it entirely, most of the time. And like I said; neither of them realize that it's not Starling himself.

She's a vicious fighter, though. Even the rest of the team can hardly believe the unfeeling, cutthroat Hoatzin they fight with is the same anxious, jumpy Hoatzin that they live with. Thush and Cass are more than a little afraid of her. They think she's a little insane. Thrush genuinely wonders why she's not Rayonnant's second-in-command.

Hoatzin is more than okay with not being Rayonnant's second. please god let her stay where she is jesus christ

[xaracosmia]

ꕥ — WELCOME TO NEFE COSMIA, GIOVANNI SAKAKI. 🌓

ꕥ  — OOC INFORMATION;

name / alias: Twin  Age: 21+ Pronouns: she/they ooc contact: Twin_Destinies on Twitter other characters in xc: Nicholas Rush, Hermes, Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera

  ꕥ  — IC INFORMATION;

Name: Giovanni Sakaki Age: 35 Pronouns: He/Him Series: Pokemon  canon point: Between red/blue/yellow/firered/leafgreen and Gold/silver/heartgold/soulsilver

app triggers: Child neglect/abuse/abandonment, kidnapping, animal (pokemon) abuse, animal (pokemon) death, implications of gore, gangs, exploitation, world domination, death, murder, general dark themes.

  personality: Giovanni is, of course, the kind of man people want to follow. He’s charismatic and easy to look to as someone who knows what he’s doing. Whose ideals should be followed. He’s confident and ready to show the world what he and Team Rocket mean to do at any given moment, no matter how many times he fails. If he has one thing going for him, it’s an unprecedented level of determination and self-confidence that’s difficult to come by.

  But with that confidence comes arrogance, and he is not someone who plays well with others. He wants to be top growlithe, and he won’t let anyone stand in his way. He believes in his plans and ONLY his plans and it’s difficult for him to see reason, or to ever admit that he might be wrong about something. His cocky, smug attitude is not just a front- he really is an asshole most of the time. That’s what gets him the respect he craves.

  He is a very selfish man who wants what he wants and doesn’t care who gets hurt in the pursuit of it. He has a hard time understanding compassion and tends to blame everyone but himself when things go wrong.

  Is there anything redeeming about him? Giovanni is actually a bit more complex than just a villain for the sake of being a villain. Yes, power and using pokemon to take over the world are super important to him, but he values personal growth and can see the strength in others. He enjoys a challenge and more than once getting knocked down a peg has caused him to reevaluate himself and his goals. There’s a certain noble quality to him and even he is willing to aside his goals for the sake of something bigger. He is extremely loyal to his team and seeks ways to ensure they grow collectively.

   There’s something inside him, clawing to get to the surface, but so far he has managed to keep it contained. He may not seem to care about much, but there’s a reason he became known as Giovanni of the land. If nothing else, his fascination with ground-type pokemon has made him a formidable trainer who knows the value of hard work. Does he care about his pokemon?

  Hm hm. Who knows.

  something your muse struggles with: Doing what he truly thinks is right, Facing his issues, Changing his ways.                      

your muse’s greatest strength: Leadership qualities, Coming through in times of need, not giving up no matter how many ten year olds beat him.  

  history / background:  

  Over the years, Team Rocket became known as the largest threat within the Kanto region. There wasn’t a city, port or town that didn’t know about the criminal group or its intentions to use pokemon to take over the world. Team Rocket spread fear throughout the region, and even into other regions as its activities continued largely without conflict. No one seemed willing to try and take Team Rocket down, and even those who did usually met with failure. As the team continued to flourish, Giovanni found himself feeling dissatisfied with his life. Perhaps he had started to realize he had ended up falling for his mother’s wishes, or maybe he was just the type to always crave more. Either way, he started to look for other means of entertainment.

  While the Team Rocket Boss was feared by many, no one knew who that man actually was. Giovanni had done well to keep himself directly out of the limelight and anyone who suspected him really had no proof to back it up. Whispers on the wind. It was a golden opportunity, he realized. Why not use his anonymity to further his ambitions? He decided once again to focus on his training, though gone were the days where he thought he might become a normal trainer and have a happy life. Now all he could see were ways of using his skills as a trainer to get whatever power he wanted.

  He decided to set his headquarters in the city that started it all- Viridian. There he became the city’s ground-type gym leader, the last stop before proving your worth in the pokemon league. An incredibly difficult gym to battle, and the perfect cover to hide all his criminal acts behind. It seemed to ease the restlessness of his spirit, perhaps because it granted him a portion of the life he had always wanted but had never managed to get hold of. He was a gym leader. A real trainer. He fought trainers and saw their potential as the final challenge before the hardest stretch of their pokemon journey. In the years that followed, his gym leader life felt more like a separate persona rather than a means to hide his underworld dealings. He engaged in it whole-heartedly, even creating the Earthquake TM to give to trainers who managed to defeat him. His training with ground-types continued and he expanded the knowledge of ground types in general, going as far as writing a book for the younger generations to use as a means to strengthen their own ground-type pokemon. Hell, he was the first person to discover that Rhydon could evolve into Rhyperior. Part of his cover? Or a man getting lost in the fantasy of a normal life?

  But of course his criminal activities never stopped during that time. Even as he situated in his role as gym leader and progressed the standards of ground-type training, he continued to run Team Rocket, and their reputation continued to spread. It was on a heist in Johto that he encountered something that didn’t fit either of his current personas- love. He met a woman, a trainer, who ended up captivating him like no other. The two fell quickly in love and Giovanni found himself once more facing a complication in running the largest criminal organization in the world. How could he risk loving someone when so many people wanted his head on a platter? But he was still young and foolish, deciding that he could face anyone who tried to mess with his personal life. A decision that was, ultimately, the wrong one to make. After he and his wife had their first son, a red-headed boy he had named Silver, his wife was murdered in a raid. A painful reminder that the criminal world was no place for real happiness. After her passing, Giovanni fell further into the darkness he had created for himself, devoting more of his time to his criminal ways and less towards the things that now seemed like nothing but risks. Giovanni felt he had no choice but to continue leaving his mark on the world. There was nothing left for him but his legacy certainly would be made to linger. He focused his money and resources on a new project:

  Creating a pokemon so powerful no one would ever be able to stop him from whatever it was he wanted to do with the time he had left. He funded experiments led by a scientist named Fuji into the development of an all-powerful legendary pokemon recreated and enhanced from the DNA of the mythical pokemon known as Mew. 

  Eventually, a young trainer popped up and seemed the only one willing to try and stop Giovanni’s schemes, even managing to thwart a couple of his plans. While it really shouldn’t have bothered him, as a couple of foiled plans really weren’t enough to impact a large organization like Team Rocket, he found himself wondering if maybe he was losing his edge. Or was it his interest? He had been the leader of Team Rocket for so long and what had it gotten him? Death, loss… maybe even the illness that plagued him. He was disenchanted. Jaded. Tired. And the trainer… there was something special about them. The trainer had a spirit that reminded him of his own youth. Of his short-lived attempts to escape his criminal destiny. If he had succeeded, would he have turned out the same? A strong-willed trainer with a deep love of pokemon that was clear to anyone? He returned to Viridian after his failure to take over Silph Co, and he found himself seeing the gym as if for the first time all over again. How long had it been since it had last been open? Since he had last dawned the persona of Gym Leader? After running around away from the gym for so long, he returned to be challenged by the same trainer who had stopped him a couple of times before. The gym, for him, had turned into nothing more than a front for him to use to keep Team Rocket’s operations going, but somehow he was eager to fight the child who was responsible for ruining his little plot for Silph. He exposed himself as the leader of Team Rocket, no longer hiding the fact and giving up his gym’s cover in the process. Everyone would know that he was not just Giovanni of the Land, but also Giovanni, the leader of Team Rocket and one of the most feared men in Kanto. Of course, he ultimately lost against the trainer after an intense and prolonged battle that brought back all the memories of his past that he had allowed to be buried for so long, and as a result vowed to disband Team Rocket and rethink his position. He pondered whether or not he wanted to keep the team going, or if, just maybe, he had been wrong to use pokemon only for profit. His entire world was now in an upheaval. 

   He vanished from the world’s view for a long time. Giovanni went on a search to rediscover himself.

  For three years, no one heard anything from Team Rocket. But suddenly, they were back, and desperately trying to reclaim their name and call their leader to their side once more. They appeared in Johto, taking over the radio tower there to try and call him out of hiding. Their efforts, however, were useless. Though Giovanni was there, he didn’t appear, and they were stopped without him ever acknowledging them. 

  powers / abilities: None!

  inherent abilities: Nothing remarkable, he is a smart guy but not genius-level. Good marksmanship.

items / weapons:

Key stone (A stone that allows a pokemon to mega evolve if they also have a mega stone matching their species) 

Sync stone (A special stone that allows him to sync with a pokemon he has a deep bond with)

Z-ring (A device that allows a pokemon to use a powerful move known as a Z-move if they are holding a Z-crystal), 

Dynamax Band (A device that allows pokemon to Dynamax and Gigantamax when exposed to compatible power sources)

Portable PC (Allows him to swap pokeballs when needed.)

Rotom Phone  (A phone powered by a Rotom that has a multitude of functions including acting as a pokedex.)

  And uh. The pokemon.

  starting ability: None

starting item: Mewtwo

  extra: None

discord id: PokemonThief#9271

[sanemistar]

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 ‧₊˚ ⋅ a blurry encounter — sunday

ᡣ𐭩 pairing: sunday x gn!reader ᡣ𐭩 genre: fluff ᡣ𐭩 warnings: none ᡣ𐭩 wc: 1k+ ᡣ𐭩 a/n: as someone who has to wear glasses at all times bc i have bad sight myself, this was a bit self indulgent, and i had a fun time writing this so i hope you enjoy it !!

𝜗𝜚 synopsis: reader who has bad sight accidentally bumps into sunday on their first day in penacony and casually asks him for help, not knowing who he is. requested. 𝜗𝜚 back: hsr m.list

it’s your first time in penacony, the land of dreams. you’ve been wanting to visit for a while, and now that you’re finally here, you’re super excited to explore around. there are so many places you want to visit, but you don't know from where to begin.

just when you're too caught in your own thoughts, someone bumps into you and your glasses hit the concrete, resulting them to shatter completely. you can't believe that this has just happened the moment you step in a foreign city, where you're all by yourself. with no one to help, your trip has been already ruined.

'no no no, this can't be happening... i'm doomed, i can't see anything without my glasses..' you mutter in your breath. you've been suffering from bad sight your whole life, so glasses are basically essential for you. without them, everything looks very blurry.

it’s so hard to walk around with bad sight, you’re unable to recognize your surroundings and you’re worried about looking dumb. you desperately try to navigate your way at night when it's pretty dark without your glasses, forced to wander around looking for a shop so you can get new glasses. but your vision fails you as you keep bumping into random strangers while muttering a series of apologies for not being careful.

'this is the worst...' you feel like crying when you bump into someone for like the tenth time or so, but this time, they stop. they don't pass by while yelling at you like the rest. your vision is very blurry, but you can tell he seems like a young man. his most notable feature is his silver hair, it shines beautifully under the moonlight.

"are you okay there?" his soft voice puts you in a trance. you haven't heard anyone ever speak like this, his voice holds a kind of elegance that you haven't heard of before. the aura around him also seems much more sophisticated than anything you've ever witnessed. you can't help but feel so lost in this mysterious man in front of you.

"well then if you excuse me." you snap out of your thoughts right before he walks away, as you decide to take the chance and ask this man to help you out since you know nothing here in penacony.

"wait!" you, not realizing who you're talking to, yell as you subconsciously grab the sleeve of his coat, causing him to stop moving. you can't properly see his facial expressions, but it seems that he's taken aback by your actions.

“i’m so sorry, sir. but can you please take me to the optical store? my glasses broke and i don't know my way around here. i will forever be in debt to you if you do.” at this point, you're begging for this stranger's help. normally, you wouldn't talk to random strangers, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

on the other hand, sunday isn't exactly the type to help out random strangers he has no relations to whatsoever, but something about you piques his interest, so he decides to follow you around and see what happens. very uncharacteristic of him to do something or make a decision on a whim.

"forever in debt you say.. fine, i'll help you out." he accepts your offer and you let a subconscious squeak in return. you begin to follow sunday, holding onto his arm for dear life. you just don't want to be separated from him and get lost in this big crowd, and for some reason, sunday never pushes you away from him.

on your way to the store, you get the strangest looks from all the passersby. obviously, you can't see their piercing stares because of your bad sight. everyone is shocked to see someone holding onto sunday this close. they can clearly tell that you're not a penacony citizen, given how you look and act. because if you're really someone from penacony, you'll know better than to act like that around someone as important as sunday.

after some walking around, you and sunday finally reach the store and you grab yourself a pair of new glasses. which sunday decides to pay for even after you insisting that you have the money for it, but he pays for it anyways. the moment you put the glasses on, you let a big sigh of relief now that you can see properly again. so your trip hasn't been completely ruined after all.

"thank you so much, sir! how can i repay yo-" you begin to thank sunday when a man rushes to you running.

"i've finally found you mr. sunday! i've been looking for you everywhere. the family needs you immediately, something urgent came up." you freeze in your tracks, did this man just say sunday? as in THAT sunday from THE family? even for someone who's not from penacony, you're well aware of the family's wide fame and strong impact, they're known to be the most important and influential people in penacony. everyone respects them, and to think that you've acted around him so casually without knowing who he is.

"well, things happened and i had some trouble there. but it's all good now. right, traveller?" he teases playfully as he looks at you. you immediately look down trying to hide your face from embarrassment.

"y-yeah. sorry for the trouble i've caused you, mr. sunday." you, being the trouble in question, apologize for all that has happened earlier. not daring to look up for once.

"if you really feel sorry, you should make up for it by going on a dinner with me tomorrow night. you'll pay though, remember? you're in debt now." he gives you a piece of paper, written on it is a restaurant's name, the time and brief instructions on how to get there. before you even get a chance to say anything else, sunday disappears along with the man. leaving you completely dumbfounded as you try to process what has just happened.

who would've thought that one blurry encounter would lead to you going out on a dinner with sunday out of all people? this has surely never been on your bucket list for this trip, but you're still willing to go and see what happens.

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[alsjeblieft-zeg]

112 of 2024

Created by brelee

Have you ever written a song?

Yeah, when I was a child. It was so lame omg.

What was the last drink you had?

Some Fanta.

Do you ever feel numb?

Yeah, but like, comfortably numb.

Which do you think would be scarier to experience, an avalanche or tsunami?

Both, I can't choose.

Do you currently have a honey jar in your pantry?

We have like four different types of honey, and we teat them as natural medication.

Do you always find a silver lining in bad situations?

I tend to. I'm rather hopeful by nature.

Do you prefer being inside or outside?

Outside. I love the sea in particular.

When did you last use a lighter or matches?

Today. I went to the church and lit a candle for my workplace.

Do you think the ocean needs more exploring?

I don't have any opinion on this.

Do you ever experience panic attacks?

No. If I do, it's typically a seizure (some resemble panic attacks very much).

Have you ever had to call 911 or your country's emergency number?

Yeah, quite a few times.

What was the last conversation you had about?

My stepson's college, he just started this year.

Are you doing okay?

In general, yes. Just concerned about the future of our workplace.

Do you know an Olivia?

Yes, a daughter of someone I used to work with.

Is there a past relationship/friendship you miss?

If ever, then only with Nielsje. I'm feeling weird about that situation with my workmate, too.

Do you like mangoes?

Nope, I hate them. As much as other melon-type fruits. The smell and the taste make me sick on my stomach.

Last song you listened to?

Mouth by Paradise Lost. Frequently on repeat, to be honest. One of my favourite songs.

What do you believe in the most?

That everything needs to be proven.

What was the last movie you watched and enjoyed?

I don't watch movies at all, let alone enjopy them.

Do you use captions when watching TV?

Sometimes, especially when I don't want the TV to be too loud.

What was the last app you used?

GIMP on my laptop, Moises on my phone.

What's your most used app?

Besides Opera, I think GIMP and Audacity.

What percentage is your phone battery on?

59%. Time to charge.

Are there any recipes you'd like to try?

Yeah, I'd love to make my own waterzooi.

Did you use Vine when it existed?

I didn't know about its existence back then.

What decorations do you have in your bedroom?

Fake plants and framed photos of our late older cat.

Who is a celebrity you'd like to hang out with?

I can't think of anyone, but maybe Amy Lee from Evanescence? She seems cool.

How many amusement parks have you visited?

A few, but I don't like them very much.

Do you prefer chewy or crunchy textures more?

Ew I hate crunchy food. Sensory overload.

What last broke your heart?

Thee most of all, death of my beloved cat.

What is happiness in your own words?

Being able yo enjoy life no matter what.

Do you still live in the town you grew up in?

No, it's been long time.

Are there any events coming up you're looking forward to?

Yeah, probably October fair in Oostende and Christmas at my parents, if possible.

What's the most random collection you've had or known someone to have?

Probably my collection of pens is the most random ever.

Are you currently wearing anything green?

No, not at all.

Do you google your symptoms everytime there is something wrong?

No. I prefer to ask the doctor.

Have you or would you ever go see a psychic?

I don't believe in such things.

Who is the strongest person you know?

There are a few, I would count myself, too. I overcame most of my disability.

What's your go to Chinese food order?

Chicken soup and nasi goreng.

When was the last time you visited family?

This summer, I finally met my sister.

Do you currently feel restless?

Not in particular.

What is something you're naturally good at?

Making people laugh.

Have you had coffee or tea today?

No, I can't consume caffeine.

What flower did you last see?

Probably a wild rose.

What's your favorite fictional book?

Anything about Pelle Svanslös, that Swedish kitty without tail.

[annwrites]

⸻ happy birthday, billy. ⸻

· pairing: billy hargrove x fem!reader · type: outtake from this series · summary: you give billy a b-day gift. · tw: mentions of domestic violence · word count: 685

When you enter class, you’re filled with nerves. This is a stupid idea. But Billy has given you a handful of moments of kindness—something he doesn’t seem to tend to show toward many others—and they mean something to you. A great deal. A greater deal than you want to admit. 

Some nights, you lie awake with your door locked as you listen to your father yelling and breaking things in the other room while tears stream down your face and your body shakes in fear that he’ll finally turn toward your room, break down the door, and make you his next target. 

And during those nights, your thoughts often drift to those memories of him. Billy. His moments of honest vulnerability toward you. Somehow, going away into your mind and reliving such events comforts you. 

You want to repay the favor. Today is his birthday. Eighteen, you believe, he’s turning.

Maybe he’ll make fun of you for it. Maybe he’ll throw the gift back in your face and tell you how much he hates it; that it’s ugly. To take it back. 

Maybe he’ll tell you that you’re stupid to think those moments of kindness ever meant anything, when, in reality, they’re his way of trying to get in close to you to finally get between your legs. That’s what it seems he desires from most girls at school. And he always seems to get it, too.

What if he thinks it’s you finally showing…that kind of interest in him? Or he perceives it as you trying to lead him on? What if he makes some smart-mouth comment about it and causes a scene, thus giving your classmates the wrong impression?

You sigh. He can think what he wants. What’s important is that you know why you’d gotten it: to say ‘thank you’. 

Billy smirks as you come closer to your desk, then glances to the small black box, complete with a blue ribbon wrapped around it, in your hand. He nearly frowns then. 

Did someone—some douchebag here at school, perhaps—give you a gift today? It’s not like it’s your birthday. He’d checked the calendar at the front of the classroom for it a week after coming to Hawkins, and it had turned out that it had passed a month before he ever even joined the class. 

It’s his, however, but it’s not like anyone pays enough attention to care. Not even his dad. Or his ignorant step-mom, or pain-in-the-ass step-sister. He tells himself it’s just another day, anyway. Doesn’t fucking matter.

After setting your things down on your desk, you set the box atop his with a warm, gentle smile. 

“Happy birthday, Billy,” you say quietly.

He stares at you, speechless, his mind now blank from just those three words alone. And then he looks at the box. 

Finally, he sits up, plants his feet on the floor and he picks it up. 

He wants to make a smart-ass comment—needs to—because the way he really feels right now…he can’t let you see that. That this means…so fucking much to him. 

You’d…you’d remembered. Had gotten him something, packaged it, even. This had been planned.

He keeps his mouth shut as he pulls at the blue ribbon before letting it fall to his desk, and when he opens the lid, he finds a plain silver chain-necklace inside.

He looks up to you.

You shift on your feet, your right hand coming to grab your left forearm. “I…I wasn’t sure what to get. I saw your ring and just thought… If you don’t like it, the receipt is in the box. You can always return it, or—”

You watch as he gingerly picks it up, unclasps it, and then fastens it around his neck. 

You grow quiet then. 

“Thank you,” he says, glancing up to you, then back down to the box as he places the ribbon inside before closing it and shoving it into his jacket pocket. 

You smile again. “You’re welcome. Are…are you eighteen, then?”

He nods.

You do as well, just once, then sit before class starts.

He doesn’t pull your hair that day.