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suzukiblu · 11 months ago

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hi! i have a question for you, if that’s ok? i always try to leave comments on fics i read, especially on ao3 where it’s really easy to do that. in other fandoms i’ve been in, before getting into dc, fic authors often responded to my comments on their works and it was pretty easy to make friends through that and other social media and have lots of fun interactions talking about the fandom and our favorite characters etc.

however, i’ve found with this fandom it seems to be very different? almost nobody seems to respond to comments on their fics and i’ve found it very difficult to make any fandom friends, even in a casual-tumblr-mutuals kind of way. (this isn’t about you btw, you seem like the friendliest person i’ve come across on here so far which is why i’m asking you haha)

i completely understand many people are busy or some authors may find responding to comments overwhelming, but i was just wondering if this is something you or anyone else has noticed? is it a quirk of the dc fandom in particular? or am i just getting older and fandoms in general are changing haha, idk.

anyway sorry for the long ramble, feel free to ignore if i’m making no sense. i really enjoy all your stories (and your art! your art style is so cute!) and i hope you’re having a great day :]

Thank you, I'm glad you like my stuff! Especially the art, that I always feel like I'm worse at, hah. ❤️ I hope you're having a great day too. And asking me questions is always okay, no worries! I can't always get to everything in my inbox, to be honest, but I do my best to respond to as much stuff as I can. Either way, though, I never mind getting questions.

Personally I don't currently respond to most of my comments (I try to answer questions that aren't spoilers, but that's usually it these days) because it's just really easy for me to run out of spoons doing it and end up down a rabbit hole of comments instead of actually WRITING, which stresses me out because then I don't feel suitably "productive" for my imposter syndrome brain, and I also know a few people who don't respond because of anxiety or things like that, but I don't know if it's specifically a DC fandom thing or an overall trend in fandom in general? Every fandom is different, obviously, and also certain SECTIONS of those fandoms are different. Like, when I was into MCU fandom, I never really expected super-involved responses when I wrote Stucky because there was SO MUCH Stucky that it seemed like a lot of people just kinda churned through it and it all blurred together for them, but when I wrote about Darcy Lewis oh BOY did people come out of the woodwork to tell me how much they loved it in GREAT detail. Having a niche in general helps, I think, because if you're doing something that isn't super-common or interested in something that isn't super-common, people will be more excited to see it from you or hear you appreciating it from them.

I WILL say there's only a couple DC authors I can currently think of who I generally assume I'll get replies from when I comment on their fic, but I don't know if that's the specific fandom or just that I'm not reading a ton of fic right now and therefore have a smaller pool of authors I'm commenting on. Like, it's hard to tell, honestly. Also DC is a very widespread fandom and pretty old and established, but there's definitely characters and series and canons that just get ignored by huge chunks of it, so if you're into them you either have a real easy time finding people who are excited to talk to you or a real HARD time, depending on where you're looking.

Either way, I think it's really great that you try to leave comments on everything you read and a really good habit for the fandom ecosystem, I know a TON of authors who appreciate getting even, like, a single friggin' emoji or kudos, whether they respond or not. Literally any not-a-hate-comment comment is good for the ecosystem, imo, even when it's not obvious that it is. I very literally once wrote, like, eighty thousand words pretty much just because someone left a very kind comment on an old fic I'd abandoned. I did not actually RESPOND to that comment, as far as I remember; I just changed my mind about abandoning the fic and went through the long-ass process of getting my brain back into it and then the even longer-ass process of writing another 80k over the next few months/year until I got to the end. So like, I VERY much am a person who believes in the value of feeding the ecosystem, hah.

I am largely a call-and-response type of writer myself, so like, getting comments or people talking to me in my replies/asks/messages is basically like somebody is putting tokens in the fic machine and pulling a lever, and we'll all just see if I write three sentences or 80k or secretly tailor a fic towards things a frequent commenter's mentioned appreciating/being into. It's a surprise every time, with me!! And like, that's just how I work, of course, everybody's different, but I have NEVER met anybody who told me they didn't like getting comments.

When I leave comments myself, I tend to feel like more like I'm just telling the author that I think they're on the right track with the thing they're writing, one way or another, and letting them know it got a reaction or feelings or the like out of me, but I'm generally not really expecting a response from them. For actually making friends, I've found MUCH more luck in talking to people on Tumblr and Discord than on AO3. I've made friends on AO3 on and off over the years, but it's just much, MUCH easier for me to do on Tumblr and Discord. Though I kind of have a cheat code there in the sense that I'm a pretty prolific writer and so I've kinda encouraged people to get into the habit of checking my blog pretty frequently or even put alerts on for it, so generally people have a lot of opportunities to talk to me or be reminded I'm around.

I tend to notice people who show up repeatedly in my Tumblr mentions, personally, especially when they talk in the tags or comment in the replies or send me asks, and some of them I've either become friends with or just, like, secretly adopted as secret faves and sometimes sneak little extra treats of Things I Think That One Tumblr Person Would Like into my writing or pick specific WIPs to work on because I think "hey last time I wrote this [ TUMBLR FAVE ] really liked it, I should write more!" (and then I cackle in triumph/delight when they reblog it later, for that is a Victory, mwahaha), but like, it's a process? I definitely feel like making friends in fandom is generally slower than it was once upon a time, but also I'm a Fandom Old so there's been a few migrations and such over my time online too. And also Discord confuses me, hahaha. Discord is VERY confusing to me.

Ummm . . . okay I got INTO that reply, I guess, lol, but I hope that answered your question? Or at least helped answer it, if nothing else!

#anonymous #rintalk #long post

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danieyells · 1 year ago

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I'm the anon who asked for the Taiga lines, thank you so much for sharing!

I did not have much thoughts on Taiga before, other than him being surprisingly chill despite being a lil freaky but omg seeing his max affinity line along with his line on the ditched future.... the angst is unmatched.

You're stuck with him till death do us part? Whether you like it or not? Especially in a time loop situation, imagine that either of them have a high likelihood of dying within the year. One or both of them have tried to fix it, to no avail. Maybe they were a thing in one of the loops but only Taiga (vaguely) remembers it and that would make the max affinity line extra bittersweet because he's only succeeded at freaking out MC in the current timeline lol.

Maybe Taiga was invested in saving (everyone? himself? mc?) before but no matter what he does nothing changes? iirc he was an exemplary student going on a ton of missions to find anomalies, maybe he thought one of the random anomalies out there had something to do with their situation? But at some point between then and now he stopped giving a shit.

Also I find it interesting how the ghouls are constantly destroying anomalies instead of capturing them. It could be that they just don't give 2 fucks but also can't help but wonder if maybe the older ghouls have some kinda truce like don't bring back any anomalies if you can help it, nothing good can happen by giving the academy/institute more info on these things (bc at the very least Leo in the prologue implies the people up top are responsible for whatever messed up situation they were in, and he's the most likely person to uncover a conspiracy with his skillset + Jin and Tohma want to dethrone his dad as director or whatever his position was, possibly also found out smth behind the scenes)

It's all just speculation but god they are so good a pulling me around by the nose with this mystery when I had 0 expectations of this game (I mean, it still kinda sucks gameplay-wise but the story is so good)

Can't wait for new chapter soon, tho rn I am in gacha hell with wuwa, 18trip and gakuenmas.......

Thank you for being patient about them! I love Taiga so much hahaha

Yeah, the potential is there for this to be something big and for Taiga to be heavily involved in it, or at least the person who's most aware of it so far(Jin's "i know this won't last forever" line also kind of carries the implication that he knows but that has many other explanations.) It would probably be more angst-heavy if his memory weren't garbage lmaooooo THEN AGAIN maybe he'll remember you forever now that he loves you as much as he does haha. He definitely didn't remember you before this, or he didn't show any sign of remembering, so if he knew you in another timeline or you were together in another timeline i suspect he forgot, just like with everything.

As for dying, the PC is going to die within the next year if their curse isn't lifted and the prologue shows that someone else dies in the destruction of the school with the pc still alive(so either before the year is up or after the curse is lifted). So they both definitely have the potential to die in that period of time, if nothing is done to change the future. . ."if death do us part" is something Taiga very well might know will happen eventually. In fact, if his stigma actually does allow him to see the future like I'm beginning to suspect, he might know that that's what going to happen. I mean everybody dies eventually but I mean outside of a natural death.

From what Hyde says(I checked both Japanese and English) Taiga used to play more of an active part in the past, so yeah it seems like he's lost some of his enthusiasm. . .although it's very likely he's referring to that Sinostra's on probation and he can't go on missions at all right now, considering just a few months prior he was on a mission and seemed plenty enthusiastic. But as far as operating as captain goes(he's only been captain for around 6 months as of the start of the Sinostra chapter) it seems like he doesn't put any effort in. . .according to Romeo he only cares about anomalies and gambling, but if that were true he wouldn't care to tell you about the spy because he wouldn't even know. (Romeo also says he doesn't go after humans anymore which is. . .not true, so Romeo may just be blissfully unaware since their relationship is so bad these days.)

It'd make sense if this lack of enthusiasm arose from seeing an unfavorable future and thinking it isn't worth it to try at this point. He does say he's been telling someone(likely Romeo) that things will fall apart if they keep going the way they have been but since that person's been uncooperative with making changes he doesn't see a way things will change. . . .so why should he put in work? I assume he can see the future, not travel through it--hence 'ditch this future' he's simply refusing to play any part in impacting it. Even when he jumps from the ledge in the prologue if you choose to save him, he asks what he could have done to change things. I wonder how long he's been trying.

he doesn't even talk the same was he normally does, so you know it's kinda serious. He would love to know how to prevent this.

As for ghouls destroying anomalies, I think it's a matter of safety in the situation as well as a general lack of powers that can actually capture the anomalies. Most of them have weapons with destructive powers and stigmas that are destructive. But in almost every case capture wasn't much of an option due to safety concerns.

Frostheim had human children present. Jin's stigma only seems to work for a few minutes at best even with the PC buffing him. They didn't have a means to keep the anomaly contained and keep the children safe, not to mention the last living one was about to kill the PC and one of the kids. Like Kaito said, in a situation dealing with monsters it's hard to think to incapacitate and capture them, especially when someone else's life is at stake. To ensure their survival and minimize damage to civilians, the anomalies needed to be killed.

Vagastrom's anomaly was a tulpa and couldn't be captured in the first place. If people kept believing in it it would just reappear elsewhere. People no longer believing in it took it out of existence. No room at all for containment.

Jabberwock. . .well, they know Towa's unstable. Princess Oto severely injured Haru, and Towa wasn't going to let it get away with that. The Kraken and Calamari were allowed to escape because capturing them would do more harm to the ecosystem than good.

Sinostra had to destroy it theirs to prevent the destruction of the casino and prevent harm coming to the general students, Romeo, and the PC. Also Taiga's just a killing machine so--

Hotarubi. . .I kind of think I know what happens with them thanks to spoilers and one of Subaru's voicelines, but I won't spoil it.

If Obscuary doesn't accidentally kill their anomaly because it touches Rui I will be disappointed /joke

I feel like Mortkranken are going to successfully capture their anomaly simply because Yuri wants to run experiments on it. but it does depend on what their Stigmas are. We know that Jiro's chainsaw doesn't actually cut very well(Yuri told him to get them a Christmas tree and he said that his weapon doesn't cut stuff very well) and we also know that Jiro does all of the fighting in Mortkranken, whereas Yuri is ineffective in combat. They have the highest chance of capturing anomalies I think.

so like. I think that ultimately in those situations it was kind of the safest option for everyone present, killing the anomalies. Cornelius acts like 'just capture the anomalies it's easy!' but these are life or death situations. There were so many in Frostheim's case that they had to collapse a building to reduce the risk of them getting back out to the public. On the other hand, Jin probably could have teleported at least one of them back to Darkwick before they collapsed the building or instead of them killing one, but in the heat of the moment that probably doesn't occur to him as an option--also he probably wanted to make sure the pc was okay since he'd never be able to use his stigma again if she died, so going back in there to pull one of them out wasn't going to happen. Also he may or may not be rebelling against his dad, president of the Japanese branch of the Institution.

So I doubt it's something like an agreement between the third-years. I feel like it's just coincidence.

As for what Leo says in the pre-prologue, by then he would definitely be in on the situation simply because he's paying more attention than others and Alan is about as subtle as a firework no matter how hard Tohma tries to keep things secret. But maybe he gets roped in instead, since his power would be beneficial--they just have to make sure they can trust him first. . . . He does say that someone is responsible, but I think he means that regarding that life sucks, not the catastrophe occurring? Although that very well might be referring to the people at the top of the Institute too. . .on the other hand I would assume it's referring to whoever the spy is working with, and the Institute themselves aren't bad people(although Jin's dad sounds kinda like a piece of shit.) That or the Institute is the problem, or the prophecy somehow. . .if I could see the Japanese text I could see if there's a difference lol. . . .

Jin is going to inherit the position of president I'm pretty sure. I don't think that's a matter of usurping or anything like that where "Jin becomes the new president" is like, they take down Jin's father first. Like I'm pretty sure this is a familial inheritance thing--I feel like it's a "you're the eldest son so you're expected to take on the position of running the company" deal. You see it all the time in manga with office/business settings. Even Haku is supposed to take over the shrine his family owns. I don't think Jin and Tohma are dethroning Jin's father, it's just a matter of 'we need to prepare you to be in power here, you need to learn to be responsible and better than your father so you can do better than he does.'

BUT. YEAH. A LOT OF THEORIZING AND STUFF but I'm definitely surprised by how into it I ended up getting haha. My hyperfocus said "yeah I fuck with this" and now I'm stuck here. I don't really remember the abandoned concept they originally had(afair I was more unique than the current one, which is trying to stay in line with what's popular with the industry right now) but I really still would've loved to see it. . .but I'm still enjoying the current result and looking forward to the new chapters. (One week away for Hotarubi!!! Home stretch, just gotta survive one more week of work!) I feel like it's much less of a mystery as more. . .slowly growing suspense haha like it feels like a mystery because of the investigation we do as fandom, but the story itself is gonna reveal everything eventually. . .probably. So it's just anticipation on our parts hahaha. (And yeah the gameplay elements are uh nonexistent haha. Pretty sure the only reason I'm able to keep up with the chapters is because I spent money. 🙃)

Good luck with your other gacha games tho!! Fortunately the only other gachas I play I've got pretty good units for so I'm not so worried about what pulls I do or don't get. . . . I hope all of your future pulls are what you need them to be!!!

#tokyo debunker #danie yells at tokyo debunker #danie yells answers #danie yells with anons

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patchwork-crow-writes · 1 year ago

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I'm not sure if anyone has discussed this, (or whether this discussion feels proper enough to put in an ask box) but during the acid boat ride scene, if you choose the "…" option, you can see Ralsei excitedly say that it's just like Kris to be quiet and laughs.

Most people think that this means that Ralsei is acknowledging Kris as the quiet kid. But interestingly, the Japanese translation adds emphasis to this dialogue, with Ralsei noting that Kris not only becomes quiet, but specifically "clams up" at "times like this." The wording comes out like he's reminiscing some kind of past event with Kris. (I always thought that his reaction is a bit strange if Kris is always quiet all the time)

＊こ…こういうときに黙り込むのってすごくクリスらしいよね。 (TL: It’s very Kris-like to fall silent at times like this, isn’t it?)

I'm not sure what to make of this knowledge, but this scene reinforces the idea that Ralsei seem to know a good chunk of Kris's past memories. These could be Kris's own memories, or perhaps even someone else's memories of Kris. After all, a phrase like 'It's so like you!' feels more natural coming from other person's perspective. Asriel is a strong candidate, but the entire boat ride scene has a subtle romantic undertone that would make an Asriel connection feel a bit…awkward? So Idk, haha…

Okay, so. I ADORE this interaction, because you select it expecting a negative or disappointed response from Ralsei, and instead he effortlessly turns it around with the gem of a line "I guess I like you-like things". Absolutely destroyed me, let me tell you - to the point that it inspired me to write my very first fic for the Deltarune fandom, creatively titled "You-Like" :p

That said, I did NOT know about the Japanese translation, so this is a really interesting new angle to consider! Of course, the sense of familiarity Ralsei seems to have with Kris is there in the english text, but the addition of "times like this" in the translation definitely implies a much deeper familiarity than you might expect for someone who you only met yesterday! And the idea that a lightner's memories might have been implanted into him is also fascinating to consider! As you say, Asriel is a strong contender, but also as you say, the romantic undertone of the scene does kinda raise a question or two about that...

(also, subtle?! That entire sequence is about as subtle as Lancer is! XD) Whatever the explanation, it definitely does strengthen the argument that Ralsei has in some way been associated with Kris pre-canon. Exactly how that turns out to be, and how it might inform their dynamic going forward, is something I look forward to with great interest. Thank you very much for the cool info! :D

#ask #answered #deltarune #Ralsei #Kris dreemurr #Kraisel-adjacent #theory #analysis

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vintersang · 5 months ago

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let me compliment you / accepting / @esmerclda

Pearl, you have been a wonderful friend for me. I rarely ever talk to my dear mutual friends about my troubles since I’m so used to keeping things to myself, though they have always offered to talk to me, but you helped me out so much recently when I decided to talk to you. I really appreciate your patience as well as your help. I didn’t mean to ramble so much to you, especially so close to the holidays, but you met me with absolute kindness. Thank you so much for sending me that little thank you message for following you back. It was such a simple gesture, but your message really helped me to break the ice with you.

Such a tiny message gave me the push to welcome you, so I will always appreciate that moment. I know I often need someone to do the first move since I easily get nervous about starting a conversation, so I’m happy that you decided to message me that day. As you can probably tell, I’m usually pretty good at handling the rest from there since I quickly started to ramble to you shortly after welcoming you. I really hope other people realize that you are amazing because I sincerely want the best for you on both of your blogs, though I might be biased with your Esmeralda blog since that’s where we met.

Can I mention how much I love your revamp? I wasn’t expecting you to use my Christmas gift for you on your entire blog since I made that particular edit for your header, hence the matching background color on the bottom half of the edit. So, when I discovered that you went all out for that header banner definitely made me feel very happy!!! Not only that, but your dash icon as well as your revamped blog is so pleasant.

Your revamped blog is very pleasing to see, hehe. It definitely inspires me to try to revamp my Elsa blog, though my edits for her tend to be slow since I’m still adjusting to have Elsa as the focus of the edits. Either way, be on the lookout for more gifts in the future. I had so much fun with that banner of yours, but I definitely want to push myself more with Esmeralda because it’s genuinely so fun to make something for another muse. It allows me to appreciate the character even more, but it also gives me an excuse to analyze them as well as my choices for the edit. I hope that makes sense, haha.

Now, when it comes to your writing? You definitely inspire me, especially with how much writing you have in each of your responses. I’m incredibly slow, old mutuals already know this, but seeing you keep up the pace with your writing quality is beautiful. Did I mention how much I adore the fact that you wrote a drabble? I didn’t get to finish reading it since I wanted to answer this ask. Anyway, I have yet to do this with Elsa, even with my drabble tag, but you make me want to write more for the sake of writing!

Another thing I want to mention is how you definitely made me more inspired to keep writing without icons. I do plan on using icons in the future because Elsa is gorgeous, but doing icons from scratch on a new muse is so much work. Not only that, but I also tend to write when I’m away from home and my laptop. So, I have gotten more comfortable with writing without icons because seeing you without them is nice. You aren’t the only mutual of mine to not use icons, but it’s still inspiring to see you embrace the joy of writing by itself.

Okay, one more thing before this gets too long—

There are a lot of things I can compliment you on, especially since you made it this far. But what I want to tell you is how much I love your strength in uncertainties. As we both know, things have been rough for you since you weren’t feeling the best on Esmeralda. With this in mind, you still kept going. I hope things are not rough for you now after cleaning up your entire blog, but… I still admire how you kept going.

You could have easily given up, but you didn’t. Just like how you faced your holiday blues by focusing on the positive side of things, you also focused on the good parts on your dash/blog. As someone who easily wallows in sorrow and struggles to see the positive things, your determination is very important for me to see. It makes me want to be better. Not only are you determined to be strong and kind to yourself, but your support towards me and my mental health is something so important to me.

I hope this brightens your day, Pearl.

Stay safe and cozy!

#❛ ✧ ┊ can you face what the river knows. ooc.#❛ ✧ ┊ she captivated all left in her wake. answered.#❛ ✧ ┊ what do you know about true love. positivity.#esmerclda

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aptericia · 9 months ago

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Hi I'm Octopath-obsessed and was wondering if you accept random asks for your headcanons? I've been doing this lately to people... kind of like ask games but it's just whatever pops into my head at the time and it's all Octopath-related because... I have an issue I think. In any case I just want to ask if you'd like it if I did this with you? It's perfectly okay if you're not comfortable with it, and if you are okay with it and I send something you don't have an idea for I'd never expect a response, they're all just random prompts to answer if you want to answer. Oh and if you DO want me to start doing this, you can feel free to put whatever restrictions on my prompts that you want and I'll oblige (I don't generally do shipping-related prompts in general). Also feel free to do this headcanon-ask thing to me as well, regardless of whether or not you want me to do it to you. My blog is completely blank because I barely know how to work Tumblr (outside of comments and asks) but I'm happy to be super crazy about headcanons anyway. So yeah... um... hi and I'm sorry for being so random. ...I love the stuff you post I was just afraid to make contact before now I guess... but I'm trying to be social... if you'd like me to be social...

oh sure, I'd love to draw some requests or prompts from you!! I'm glad you like my stuff and it's not random or weird at all, it's lovely to hear from you!

I don't have any restrictions on prompts, I'll even draw ships on occasion, but since I do fanart in my spare time there will probably be quite a range in both quality and speed haha. As long as you're fine with that, I have no problem being sent lots of asks!

And I'll definitely take you up on your offer and ask you about your headcanons someday... 😉 Thanks for dropping by!

#thanks for the ask!#I am always ok with requests as long as people don't mind waiting a while (I still have some in my inbox lol)#and I am also always looking to connect with more octopath fans :D

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meezer · 1 year ago

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hi accy i love you so much. i just wanted to say i am a fellow gale lover and i love how he is a complete nerd but also a failure and i relate to it so much. what is your favorite thing about him i must know

SOSHIIIIII I LOVE YOU!!! AND I AM SOOO HAPPY THAT YOU'RE A FELLOW GALE LOVER. shaking with excitement. this was such a wonderful ask to wake up to. thank you so so much for asking. I ALSO LOVE HOW NERDY AND PATHETIC HE IS. every time there's an in-game acknowledgement of how... pathetic he is. that makes me swoon so much.

I love everything about him tbh so it's very hard to choose... when I was just starting to play the game I was Really taken in by how kind and altruistic he is. there's ofc the approval whenever you make a 'good' choice + how he's SO impressed when tav does something heroic! and when he talks about it, you definitely get this sense that he wants to make the world better and holds a ton of admiration for the people who do these grand gestures towards its betterment. when he first opens up to you about his folly he has this self-deprecating tone of "ahhh I'm such a piece of shit I'm the worst man alive... I understand if you don't want me around" it's like. man. it is so clearly obvious from everything you say and do that you care a whole lot about others. you're good. in every way that matters to me you are good. even the thing he did for mystra that resulted in him being stuck with the orb was, in part, because he wanted to do something nice for her, someone he loved. it's hard to fault him for that.

I also looove the way he speaks. besides the fact that he has a pleasant voice, it's the fact that he is SO eloquent and artistic and witty. I'm also thinking about how, if you imagine kissing or going on a walk with him hand-in-hand while you're channeling the weave together, and then you ask him how he felt about what you imagined, he's like "oh, I was surprised. but pleasantly so!!" 😭 and that just meant so much to me as someone who... needs reassurance from the people I love that they aren't mad at me. it's just so considerate of him to say it like that and. yeah it made me really happy. I made a post a while ago like "I'm bothered that when he first introduces himself he says he tries his hand at poetry when the mood strikes him but he never actually speaks any poetry in-game." I was referring to him actually reciting some poetry but like. in many ways I was so wrong because EVERYTHING he says is poetry. ugh don't get me started on the way he talks to a romanced tav because that's ESPECIALLY so. INSANITY. insane how perfect this man is. erm.

OH haha another thing is. when he tells you that the night you spent together was wonderful and that now he wants to live etc and he's expecting a response back you can tell him something like "I'm flattered, but you're putting too much pressure on me, I can't be your crutch" and if you say that he's like "OH NO NO NO you're not my crutch! I'm perfectly okay! perfectly stable! haha!! don't worry about me!!" and I always interpreted that as him... quite obviously lying but just not wanting to lose tav so making himself seem a lot more detached and cooler than he is. I love you so much water sign man... also the fact that if you tell him after your night together "funny you should say that, I recall you doing all the work" he specifically talks about giving tav oral sex. much ink has been spilled on this subject, I'm sure, but uh. yeah. it's such a cute moment. he's the best. he's the cutest and sweetest ever I think, and I would do anything for him. which I guess is lucky, because I'm told the feeling is mutual 😁

AND ALSO I LOOOOOOVE that he is kind of a homebody and a malewife... I'm specifically thinking about that one dialogue where he tells you about how he was planning to introduce you to tara over dinner and how he has a magnificent wine cellar and he makes his own homemade hundur sauce with a family recipe it is just. UGH 😩 it's very effective on me what can I say. also this is a very small thing but lately I've been thinking about how adorable it is that gale has a good relationship with his presumably large extended family ("the dekarios clan is scattered far and wide," he says when talking about sending invites for his and tav's wedding). it's very important and endearing to me especially as a guy who... has never had that kind of familial relationship but does kind of crave it.

the thing that especially strikes me rn is just how much he loves tav if you romance him. like he really falls deeply in love with them and he loves them more than he loves even the most important things in his life: mystra and himself. "With you, I forget my goddess. I love you." 🤪💔 GALEEE. I'M CRAZY. and he loves tav enough to listen when they ask him to abandon his dreams of godhood. can you imagine that? can you imagine listening to someone asking that of you just because you love them SO much that it's not worth losing them for anything in the world? yeah I really love that kind of DEEP DEEP devotion and self-sacrificial love that he has because well, I relate, a lot. and it's so beautiful to me that this experience of love that I've personally felt (though not ever reciprocated) was rendered into a digital format through gale's character. I just know we would be sooo uncannily obsessed and in love with each other. he's legit kind of perfect for me so I am glad we found each other 💗

*scrolls back up* *looks at the length of my response* OH MY! 😳 sorry about the long long response! I have also had some wine so hopefully I am coherent... thank you so much for the ask, I love talking about gale. he makes me happier than most other things in my life rn. love you soshi!!!!

#soshinee #bg3 spoilers #thank you so much soshi mwah!!!#pookie

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solomons-poison · 2 years ago

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Hi Tarren! I read (and re-read) your Geto Suguru + 7. 'Sharing a kiss after not seeing them for an extended period of time' and must say it elicited quite a bit of emotion from me. It cut deep and pulled quite a few tears from me lol 😅 Initially unexpected but then again I did request suguru who is the pinnacle of tragedy and with the upcoming episodes about him, I should have expected a heart ripping romance 😣

I honestly have been slacking on typing this feedback ask because life has been busy (as always 😌) but also because i was indecisive in articulating myself and whether to scale back or just come forward with some personal things that resonate with parts of your writing. Complaining about the cold and pumpkin spices are one thing but more serious things are another beast altogether 😟 In the end, I know it is a matter of comfort levels on both sides so I made sure to re check your pinned posts on both of your blogs before sending this so I wouldn't be crossing any of your boundary lines.

Basically, I related to this a lot. I know all too well the pain of being separated from a lover and being unsure if I would ever see them again only to give them as much love as I can when I am with them before being inevitably parted. It is one of the reasons I actually requested this in the first place. I had gone into this with love for suguru but also for another.

The moments you encapsulated stood out to me in multiple sentences from 'It probably should have been enough of a red flag for you to reject him when he tried to court you. But his levels of charisma were just too powerful' to 'It was just for a few days at a time, but when it happened, he was completly unreachable' to 'As days passed and he didn't show, didn't send you any kind of message, a feeling of dread formed a ball in your stomach, hard and heavy' to 'All you could do was keep moving, keep your mind occupied on anything but your missing lover, before you got overwhelmed with a thousand what-ifs' and finally 'putting on tv or music to fill up the space, make it feel a little less lonely'.

Overall, I am glad you didn't make him into kenjaku (i am never forgiving gege for pulling that on us I swear 😤 why couldn't he have just been a dude with a stitched forehead as either a weird tattoo or healing from a nearly fatal blow from satoru since he did not have shoko to heal him 😭) and I am impressed you were able to convey this all without a single line of dialogue 😮 I already thanked you in advance but I would like to thank you again for writing this. It means a lot to me and I hope that despite my vigilance to make note of your rules, I have not made you uncomfortable with my personal baggage. I noticed another fic with my name on it and I'm definitely coming back with another feedback ask after sleep and groceries 😏 (if you aren't sick of me yet 😖). In the meantime, I hope the rest of the day treats you kindly (as you have with surprising me with another gojo piece 😍)

You are always, ALWAYS appreciated for your feedback!!!!! It means a lot to me to hear people's thoughts on what I write. I don't want to sound egotistical, but at that risk, it's really nice having someone point out particular things I put in and how it impacted them, because as the author, of course it means so much to me that someone noticed. Or especially, that what I did worked as intended/had the impact that I was looking for. And thank you for taking the time to send me this response, too, when you're busy!

Yeah I am also not happy with the Kenjaku route that Gege took (not as in bad writing, but because poor Geto already went through so much and then now to have his body used like a puppet?? Is awful). I couldn't really think of a reason Geto would disappear for a while, which is why it ended up that angsty idea instead haha.

Like I just imagine knowing/loving Geto before he leaves, trying desperately to keep him there before he completely falls to the "dark side". You know that something is wrong, but you don't really know what you can do or how to help. It would just be heartbreaking watching him slowly leaving...

I'm glad I was able convey him! And no worries about it making me uncomfortable, I'll usually be pretty straightforward about what I don't like or isn't allowed, so if there ever is a problem, I'll just let you know. :) and the kiss requests were pretty generic in prompt, giving me a lot of freedom in choosing why you/the reader and Geto would be separated, so it was my fault that it ended up as sad as it did haha, you're not to blame.

And yes! I made a second post for Geto for you that has a much happier note haha, that I hope you like~ but no rush to read it, get your rest and errands, and I'll be awaiting your feedback~

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kimbap-r0ll · 3 years ago

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Hi! How are you? Happy to see requests are open again! Anyhow, on with the request! How would Riddle, Kalim, Ace, Deuce, and Jamil react to a female mc who is a nature goddess? A little quirky but feel free to deny this if you so please.

Hello! This was while my requests were open, so sorry this is being answered super late (I'm getting busy again ;-;). This is an interesting concept, thank you for the ask! The nature aspect is just plants for this one (think Flora from the Winx Club haha)

Riddle, Kalim, Ace, Deuce, Jamil x nature goddess!mc

Riddle

He doesn't notice it at first, but if you end up making the roses bloom nicer or if you cause plants to bend in different ways, he might ask you if you use magic. At this point, you tell him what's going on and he is basically shocked.

Riddle asks you about the kinds of magic you use and also the kinds of hurdles you have while being a nature goddess. What are your responsibilities like? Things like that. He doesn't want you to stress too much though.

Speaking of which, he knows how bad pressure can be, and he doesn't want you to be sick from overworking yourself, even if you are a goddess. He's awkward with giving affection, but he'll happily bring some tea for you to relax with.

He definitely enjoys your company, goddess or not. If you ever bring him nice flowers, he'll melt on spot and you'll see him turn red haha.

Kalim

He didn't realize you were a goddess, even if you caused trees to wilt or grow back to life at your will. He only really realized this when you mentioned how you get sick when you see fire.

He's totally interested in what kinds of things you do as a goddess. He asks what your favorite plants are, what you enjoy doing as a goddess, etc. But might bring some plants to you for you to either teach him about or take care of as well haha.

If he sees you getting scared of being close to fire or so, he'll stand right in front of you and keep you safe. He tells you with a big smile, "Don't worry, I'm here for you, blossom!" He's the brightest thing I swear ;-;

Goddess or not, he'll follow you around wherever you go (much to Jamil's dismay). He enjoys being around you when you take walks in the forest but he also loves to take you on flights on his carpet. Either way, you'll find him sticking with you often.

Ace

He had a feeling you were behind the flowers looking nicer and the many times you saved his ass while in the botanical garden. He didn't ask if you were a goddess, rather if you use magic. He didn't expect what you said and almost fell back haha.

He teases you that you should help him more in potionology by working as his partner all the time. But other than that, he'll definitely find your abilities to be super cool.

Similar to Kalim, if you are afraid of things like fire or chemicals that do damage to plants, he'll step in and keep you away. He'll flash you a smile and he might lightly tease how cute you are when you cling to him.

He does think you're really cool as a goddess, and he wants to go on walks with you whenever you need to do your goddess duties. However, he might ask you to help make the roses red haha

Deuce

He didn't know goddesses existed, especially nature goddesses. He just happened to walk in on you reviving a dead tree and he almost fell back at what you just did haha.

He wants to learn more about your work and the kinds of things you do. He does research on his own as well on mythology so he can understand you better. Often he'll just go with you when you need to do work.

If he sees anyone hurting you about being a nature goddess (whether that be pulling at your hair or threatening you with fire), he would go delinquent mode on them. He doesn't mind if he punches people for you haha.

He doesn't mind if you are a goddess or if you aren't. You are you to him, and he wants to keep you safe and happy with him.

Jamil

He didn't think goddesses really existed though he knew that they existed. But he ran into you and basically found out the minute you talked to him about your magic. He was like "Ah, so you're a nature goddess."

He might ask you about your magic and he would want to learn from you. There's definitely going to be herbs and magic that you can teach him, and please do! He also wants to know what he can do to make you feel less stressed, similar to Riddle.

If you show signs of being pressured, he wants you to know that you can come to him for help. He will cook you something but he will stutter out a "get well soon." He's awkward with showing affection, but you can't help feeling warm whenever he gives you a smile.

He keeps your goddess status in mind whenever he does things with you, but overall he doesn't mind. You're dating someone that some may regard as just a servant, you see him as an equal even if you are a goddess. For that he's grateful but he's in love with you for who you are rather than you just being a goddess.

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midgardianweasley · 4 years ago

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hiii i love your fics so much omg! anyway, i have a request that i've been daydreaming about that haha: nat and r get into a really big fight about smth (anything but cheating pls my heart won't be able to take that) and r kind of shuts down, and wanda & carol become super protective of her and follow her everywhere making sure she's ok. (and they're also glaring at nat any chance they get) but then nat comes into r's room one night and apologizes and they make up and snuggle and its soft hours

thank you so much! and of course lovely! here you go<33

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Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha has been missing date nights, leaving Y/N embarrassed for the final time. When confronted, an argument unfolds, but can they come back from it?

Word Count: 4.6k

Warnings: some swearing, some self-neglect

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“Another drink, miss?” The waiter in a smart, black tux asked you for the second time this evening, a part of you felt that it was out of pity as you sat alone at a table for two, and had been for the last two hours.

You were supposed to be meeting your girlfriend tonight for date night, you got all dressed up, makeup applied and hair styled perfectly, which had taken forever, only to be stood up. You wouldn’t have overly minded if this was a first occurrence, you would’ve brushed it off and rescheduled for another night. Which is what you had done, two missed date nights ago.

This was your third night of sitting alone in a crowded, candlelit restaurant as couples around you glanced over with a sympathetic gaze, which had only made you feel worse. Your girlfriend should be here. ‘Natasha should be here’, you thought. You looked up at the kind waiter, giving him a gentle smile before shaking your head.

“No, thank you. I think I'm calling it a night.” You spoke as you hurried to gather your things and get out of there as soon as possible, trying to hold back tears that you refused to let fall, not in front of all of these strangers. You hated this. You hated feeling so exposed. So vulnerable. You couldn’t help but feel anger bubble inside of you, thoughts of Natasha being the only thing currently plaguing your mind, most along the lines of; ‘What was her excuse this time?’ ‘Who is she with instead?’, but, there was one in particular that you couldn’t help but focus on.

‘She promised.’

You hadn’t realised you were crying until you were in the taxi, catching a glimpse of yourself in the rearview mirror when the driver had adjusted it slightly to see the cars behind you, in the process, you’d also caught her eyebrows raise in concern and it wasn’t long before she started conversation.

“You okay back there?”

You laughed somewhat bitterly, but it wasn’t towards her. “Nothing I can't handle.”

Your response didn’t seem to settle her worry as she turned quickly and shot you a sad smile before returning her eyes to the road.

“Boy troubles?”

“Girl.” You rubbed your face, trying to rid yourself of any tear stains that may be lingering and messing up your once really pretty makeup. Not that it really mattered at this point.

“Ah, been there.” She held up her left hand, showing you the shimmering diamond on her finger. “The wife and I have had our fair share of arguments and fallouts, some of them included a situation like this one.”

“Crying in the backseat of a taxi?”

“Crying in the backseat of a taxi.” She laughed lightly, making you smile for the first time tonight.

“It had always worked out though, we’ve never been stronger.”

“Congratulations.” You looked towards the woman “I hope I could be so lucky.” You mumbled, though still loud enough for her to hear. You were mad at Natasha, more disappointed really, but you still loved her, dangerously so. She could stand you up for another 50 dates, and you’d still be head over heels. Angry, but your love would never falter.

“I’m sure you will be. If there’s one thing I've learned over the years, it’s that things have a way of falling into place eventually.”

Pondering her words, you looked out of the car window and noticed that you were pulling up to Stark Tower. It wasn’t long before the car came to a complete stop, the woman turning round to you and beginning to speak again.

“You’ll be okay. It’s obvious you love her, okay? Speak to her. I’m sure it’ll be alright.” She looked at you with nothing but kindness in her eyes, which you did your best to return with a smile. You reached into your purse, handing her the money owed, plus a tip.

“Thank you for the help.”

“Don’t worry about it, go get her.” She winked as you got out of the car and watched her drive away, quickly taking yourself inside to avoid freezing to death as the cold wind blew harshly. Kicking your heels off, you set off with one task at hand. Talk to Nat.

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“Hey, have any of you guys seen Nat?” You addressed some members of the team who were hanging out in the Kitchen, fixing themselves a snack or just conversing with one another. The second they looked up and took in their appearance, you could’ve sworn their faces paled and saddened slightly as if they knew what had happened.

“I think I saw her head off to train a while ago, but I'm not sure if she’s still there.” Carol replied, her face morphing into one of seriousness. She knew about the missed dates, having found you one night looking completely defeated in one of your nicest dresses and heels. She, alongside Wanda, who had found you both later that night, had spent their night comforting you and reassuring you that she probably hadn’t meant it. They didn’t know what to do, they’d never seen you look so sad before, no matter how much you told them it was okay, the pang in their chest for their best friend hadn’t ceased.

You nodded, quietly thanking Carol and wandered off in search for your girlfriend.

It didn’t take long, she was still training when you’d walked into the gym, sweat practically pouring off of her. Your heart softened briefly when you saw her, her fiery red hair tied back into a ponytail with loose strands all over the place, wearing a black t-shirt, grey sweatpants and a deadpan face as she attacked the dusty punching bag with such force that you’re surprised it hasn’t flown off of the chains yet.

She hadn’t noticed you had walked in, still giving all of her focus to her punches. Maybe she just hadn’t heard you?

“Hi Nat.”

Nothing.

“Nat”

All you could hear was the furious rattling of chains, still not getting a response from the redhead. With a sigh, you decided to try another approach. You stepped closer to her, still keeping a little distance, and leaned forward to tap her shoulder, instantly grabbing her attention. She flung herself around, arm still in midair, her closed fist almost coming into contact with your face.

You don’t know what you expected when she turned around and finally acknowledged your presence, but you definitely didn’t expect to be met with a scowl.

“Seriously? in the middle of training? I could’ve hit you.” She huffed as she turned back to her previous position.

“Sorry. I just wanted to come in and talk to you.”

“About?”

You paused, expecting her to look at you again, but she didn’t.

With a small sigh, you continued. “you missed date night again. I waited for you, but you were a no show.”

“Right, yeah, date night” she muttered, seeming to be unfocused as her eyebrows furrowed and her head kept darting around the room, looking anywhere but at you. “I’ll make the next one.”

“This is the third one you’ve missed this month.” You said firmly, wanting her to understand that this can’t keep happening, of course cancellations or rearrangements were bound to happen sometimes, but she’s just not showing up and then leaving you in the dark as to knowing why.

“I told you, i’ll make the next one.” She walked over to the bench, picking up her water bottle and taking a swig of water, looking directly at you, you look back at her and she just looks so, unbothered.

“I don’t believe you, Nat. You say you’ll make it up to me and then I sit there again, hoping that you’ll be there this time, but you don’t turn up. And now I come back and you’re just training. Could it not have waited? Was that seriously more important?” You raised your voice now, all the anger and frustration you’d felt earlier coming back up to the surface.

You just wanted an explanation, or something to justify how she was acting, but she gave you nothing, not even an attempt, only adding fuel to the fire.

“Why are you getting so annoyed? You should know better than anyone that this is my job.”

“I just explained that to you! Which is more than what you’re giving me right now.”

“Okay, fine, forgive me for not making everything about you for a minute.” She spat bitterly towards you, her temper starting to go as the discussion became more heated.

“Seriously? That’s how you’re seeing this?” If you weren’t so unbelievably irritated, you would’ve laughed at her response.

“You’re being selfish. So I missed a date or two, you’re blowing this out of proportion once again, it’s infuriating.” Selfish?

You raised both your hands, as if in surrender. It was one thing to ditch you, it was another thing to then insult you for speaking up about it. With a tight lipped smile, oozing with sarcasm, you decided that you’d had enough.

“I don’t need to listen to this.”

She shrugged her shoulders, adjusting the gloves she’d just put on. “Then don’t, i’m busy anyways.”. This time, you did laugh.

“What a fucking surprise.”. And with that, you turned on your heels and walked out, hearing the echo of punches fill the room once again, every one feeling like a punch to the stomach.

Maybe these are things falling into place, just not the place you’d hoped.

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You were still in bed at noon the next day, unable to bring yourself to get up and face the world. You didn’t need to worry about anything in the confinement of your bed, even more so considering it wasn’t the bed you shared with Natasha.

After speaking, well, arguing with her last night, you went straight to your shared bedroom, gathered some clothes and your essentials, and slept in your old room that you used to stay in before the two of you started dating. It felt wrong. You always spent your nights with a warm feeling of love washing over you as your girlfriend pressed kisses all over your face, tangling your limbs together in the process.

It wasn’t the same. You felt cold, a type of cold that no heating or blankets could solve. You lacked a weight on your waist, fingertips stroking the skin that was exposed due to your top riding up slightly. Instead, the only comfort you had was the small bear you’ve kept for the las year. It was one that Natasha had given you after she won it at the funfair on your third date, and you could never bring yourself to part with it, remembering how happy she looked when she handed it to you, and the butterflies you felt just from seeing her look so pleased.

The bear was a little worn and torn now, it had been ripped in a couple of places, now replaced with a little sewn on patch of material that didn’t exactly match the shade of brown, and one of the eyes had started to fall off, but you liked that it was different. The assassin had tried to offer to replace it and buy you a new one, but you’d always refuse, insistent that you would keep that bear with you for the rest of time. Even now, when the two of you weren’t speaking, you still held onto it with a death-tight grip.

A knock on the door snapped you out of your daydream.

“Y/N, open up, It’s me.” A familiar voice shouted through. Carol.

“And me!” Wanda.

You heard some muttering outside of the door, something along the lines of Carol suggesting they break the door down, immediately being told that it was unnecessary by the Sokovian. Feeling pretty against the idea of having a doorway with no door, you called out for them.

“Guys, it’s unlocked.” You were quiet, but it was clear that they had heard you as the faint talking stopped altogether and you heard them walk in and shut the door behind them with a ‘click’.

Wanda was the first to approach you, kneeling down beside the bed so that she was at eye level with you, pulling the bed covers down a little to uncover more than your forehead. Once she could see your eyes and nose, she sent you a warm smile.

“Hi sleepy. It’s noon.”

“I know.” She frowned when she heard you speak, your voice raspy from your crying through the night. She hated seeing you like this, she loved both you and Natasha, and it hurt to see you so sad because of the woman you adored.

“We should go and eat something, it’ll help.”

“‘M not hungry.” You pressed your head further into the pillow, the last thing you wanted to do was eat, your stomach already feeling like it was twisting with every minute that passed.

“C’mon, i’ll make you your favourite.” the blonde winked, leaning against your wardrobe.

“Your special pancakes?”

“With extra whipped cream.” She sang, playfully trying to encourage you to leave the bed. You had to hand it to her, she knew you too well.

WIth a brief look between the two, you rubbed your eyes and threw the covers off dramatically, sighing and ensuring that they knew you didn’t approve of this. They knew you were joking, even if you weren’t, all they cared about was making sure you were okay, knowing that when you felt like this, being left alone allows you to neglect yourself and get really low. They don’t mind if you dislike them for a little while, as long as you are looked after.

“There we go! Well done.” Wanda stroked your back and led you towards the door where Carol held it open for you.

“No breaking it down behind my back.” You shot towards her, slightly amused at the guilty look on her face as she realised you’d heard her quarrel beforehand. Shaking her head, she nudged you out of the door, and the three of you made your way into the kitchen.

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Carol had stuck to her promise of preparing a sweet treat for you, a stack of fluffy pancakes sat in front of you, topped with whipped cream and two cherries on top. You ate slow, still a little cautious of how stable your stomach felt. You could see your two friends talk with one another, not wanting to stare and make you uncomfortable, but occasionally looking over silently to check in on you.

You were feeling pretty content as you sat at the counter, munching away with the two avengers for company. It was only when you heard a voice that you could recognise anywhere.

“Hi guys.”

Not daring to look up, you ket your eyes focused on the food in front of you, hoping that if you just stay quiet, you’ll be invisible to the human eye.

“Hey Nat.”

“Hi.”

Wanda and Carol replied, wary of any interaction between the pair of you that could unfold into something neither of you wanted or that would lead to any regrets.

You lifted your head slightly, able to see the daggers Carol was throwing at Nat, not impressed with her being in the room. You both had always been quite close, often talking about life before becoming superheroes that protect the planet, in her case, planets. In the process, she’d found herself having a soft spot for you, wanting to protect you from anything that could bring you harm. Which you were grateful for, but her glaring was terrifying sometimes, you were more grateful for the fact that her powers weren’t in her eyes, otherwise you would’ve definitely become single five minutes ago.

You could see Natasha out of the corner of your eye, she was filling up the bottle she used for when she was training, her eyes weren’t on what she was doing, instead, she was trying to subtly look up at you through the hood of her eyes. You subconsciously took the opportunity to really take in her appearance.

Her hair hadn’t been tended to since you last saw her, half of it was hanging out of her ponytail, most of it falling in front of her face. Her eyes looked glassy and bloodshot, like she had been crying recently and you could’ve sworn that was your t-shirt she was wearing. The sight sent a wave of sadness over you, wanting nothing more than to leap over the counter and pull her into your arms and tell her things were fine, that the two of you were fine. But you stayed seated, too nervous to make a move.

You didn’t know it, but she regretted speaking to you last night, instantly realising what she’d done after she came back to her room to find it empty and half of your stuff gone. She knew immediately where you’d gone and would’ve gone through to talk it through with you, but she didn’t think it would help. She wanted you to have your time and space before approaching the situation.

With that, she tightened the lid on her bottle, sent you an apologetic smile and walked out of the room, leaving behind an awkward atmosphere in her absence.

“You alright?” Wanda asked

“Yeah, yeah no I'm okay. I’m feeling a little tired though, I'll catch you guys in a bit, okay?” You stood from your seat, not giving either of the two a chance to stop you as you walked out and back to bed. What a day.

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Hours had gone by now and you were back wrapped up under your bed covers, still clinging onto your bear. You hadn’t bothered to change, you went straight to bed after walking in the door. You’d managed to get some sleep earlier, not a lot, but it was something.

You tossed and turned, trying to find any way of being comfortable so your body could rest and your mind could shut off, but it was deemed to be impossible. All you could think about was your argument with Nat, and how she looked so upset earlier. The thought alone triggered the waterworks again, this time, you didn’t even attempt to stop them.

Only a couple of minutes had passed before there was yet again, another knock on your door. You rolled your eyes, really not wanting any more visitors, you were grateful for the help, but you really wanted to be alone.

“Guys, I’m fine! It’s late, get some sleep.” You called out, waiting to hear retreating footsteps, but they never came. Huh. That’s weird? You brushed it off quickly, assuming that it must’ve just been too quiet to hear, which you wouldn’t put past you due to all the sniffling you’ve been doing in an attempt to silence your crying.

You were wrong. The person at your door hadn’t walked away. They also weren’t Wanda or Carol. Instead, it was who you least expected to be in your room at god knows what time at night after the events that had unfolded recently.

“Hi.” The redhead whispered, worrying that if she spoke any louder, you’d be able to hear her voice shake with nerves, or the huge lump in her throat that wouldn’t budge.

You froze on the spot when you realised who it was, not entirely sure how you were gonna play this. Realistically, you might as well just see what it is she wants, it couldn’t hurt, could it?

“Hey.”

Her footsteps were practically silent but still felt deafening as she stepped closer to you, cringing slightly at how tense and forced all of this felt. It was her fault, she knew that, she hoped you did too. She didn’t want you blaming yourself for her actions, although she couldn’t say anything if you did, she was the one who had insulted you and planted the thought in your head, and she felt every fibre in her body beg for you to forgive her.

Approaching with caution, she walked up to the top of the bed, kneeling where Wanda had been earlier, but unlike Wanda, she didn’t reach out for you. She didn’t feel she had the right. Not now. She quickly took note of your eyes and how they were drooping and red, just like how hers had been earlier, which is how she could know in an instant that you had just been crying. She felt like a knife had gone through her chest at the sight, knowing that she had done that to you. She’d let you down so much that it had brought you to laying in bed alone and crying.

You mumbled something incoherent, completely muffled by the covers that were blocking your mouth.

“Sorry, I couldn’t hear you through the cover, could you tell me that again?”

You looked down a little, debating on doing it or just asking her to leave this conversation for another day. ‘But, she was already here, so you may as well get on with it.’ you thought, and with that, you tugged the covers down a little, letting Natasha see your full face now, unable to stop a tiny hint of a smile creeping up on her face. Your nose was runny, your eyes were puffy, and your face was flushed, but that didn’t change the fact that she still believed you to be the most beautiful woman she’d seen.

“Has something h-happened?” You hiccuped, noticing the frown take over her features as she maintained her eye contact with you.

“Yeah. i was a complete idiot.”

“Nat-”

“No, no, please. I want to explain. I need to explain. Please?” She pleaded, not caring how desperate she might’ve looked.

You paused for a minute before sighing gently, nodding at her and giving her a non-verbal go ahead to continue. She took a deep breath, looking away for a second then looking back at you before you could even blink. You could see her hands tremble a little, and while you were upset with her, you couldn’t leave it alone. You reached your hand out from under the cover and held it out to her, offering it for her to hold. She grabbed it without hesitation, squeezing it gently as a single tear fell, gathering the courage to say her next words.

“I have no excuse for what I did. There is nothing I could say that would make my actions plausible or acceptable, I shouldn’t have treated you like that or said what I did, and I understand if you can’t forgive me, or don’t want to. But I needed-, no, I need you to know, I'm sorry. I’m so sorry, Y/N. You deserve better.”

More tears had fallen down her face at this point, her thumb not ceasing in their circular movements on the back of your hand. She didn’t know if this was going to be the last time she felt your hand in hers, so with every circle, she was savouring the moment, no matter how badly she wished it was under different circumstances.

You shuffled a little so you were in a more upright position, hoping that it would make speaking easier. You’d taken in every word, and while you were hurt, extremely hurt, you saw how remorseful she was. Her face showed no sign of humour or like she was lying. You could always tell when she was lying, her eyebrow always twitched a little, which you would always be in stitches about when she tried to say she didn’t eat your last cookie and her eyebrows would be moving like mad. They were as still as stone when she was speaking this time.

“You really hurt me, Nat. I didn’t think I was asking for much, just some time with you, that was all. And you left me every time, for work and with no notice. It was embarrassing.” She nodded in acknowledgement as she listened. “A-and then to come back and witness you being so, so, hostile, with me, I didn’t understand what I'd done.”

She gulped audibly before speaking again. “You hadn’t done a thing. Not a thing. I-I threw myself into work, into training. The last mission, I was sloppy, I wasn’t on my A game, it almost ended up with other people seriously hurt. So I thought-” She took a shaky breath in. “I thought, if I trained harder, It would mean I would be better for the next mission. But I disregarded everything else on the radar, including you, and then I got so mad at myself for it that I ended up taking it out on you instead. You don’t have a selfish bone in your body, and it was out of order for me to ever say so. It was wrong, and I don’t think I can apologise enough.`` She gave you an apologetic smile, tears streaming down her face steadily now.

“You know, when I came home from the restaurant, I had this driver.” You smiled. “Nice woman, she’s got a wife. She was telling me that it wasn’t easy for them. They had their ups and downs, their fights and bitterness. But they always found their way back to each other.” You whispered so softly that if there was any other noise in the room, Natasha wouldn’t have heard a word.

“And, when we argued, I really didn’t think we were going to be able to come back from that. I thought that maybe our time had expired.” You sniffled, your own tears trailing their way down your cheeks. Without thinking, she wiped them away, her palm pressing onto your warm cheek as you nuzzled into it, still finding comfort in her touch.

“I don’t want us to expire, Nat.”

There it was. There was the sentence that turned silent tears into fully body wracking sobs, your hands instinctively going to pull away and cover your face, instead, Natasha brought herself up to sit on the side of your bed, hastily bringing you into her chest and her free hand combing its way through your hair.

She rocked you back and forth, letting you get everything out of your system, no matter how much it hurt to hear.

“Shh, I’ve got you. I’m so sorry, moya lyubov.”

Your sobs soon died down with Nat’s help, sobs turning into faint pants with how tired you were and how much energy it had taken out of you. You looked up at her softly, as she smiled down at you.

“I love you, Natty.” You murmured, the words making the assassin’s heart grow fonder for you, if that was ever possible.

“I love you more.”

“Can you stay with me tonight? I can’t sleep without you.”

“Of course. Anything for you.” She leaned over you, bringing the blankets back up and over you, catching a glimpse of some brown fur among the darkness. She knew exactly what it was. She picked up up with the blankets and handed it to you, happiness overtaking her as she saw your eyes light up at the teddy she won for you.

“Thank you.”

“No, thank you, Detka.” She pressed a kiss to your temple before settling down, holding you tight in her grasp, refusing to let you go for anything or anyone, not that you were complaining, you’d missed this.

Nothing had to be decided tonight, there was no rush for discussion. Sure, there were still things to talk through and work out, but that can wait. All that mattered right now, was that Natasha was there. She was holding you in her arms and you felt every ounce of love and apology she could give you. And that was enough for now.

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duckletranslations · 3 years ago

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Sweets Club (Tsukasa Idol Story)

Cast: Tsukasa, Sora, Shinobu, Souma, Izumi

Writer: Yumasu

Associated Card

Season: Fall

Tsukasa: So it’s my turn now—hah!

Sora: Haha~ ♪ The menko[1] was flipped~ Shinobu-chan has nothing left in his hand, so Tsukasa-chan wins!

Shinobu: To have defeated me with your newly-learned menko hitting techniques. Suou-kun, how impressive~ ♪

Tsukasa: It’s all thanks to the kind teachings from both of you. By the way, where did you learn this?

I’ve always known it was a children’s game, but I have never tried it in this way.

Shinobu: I learned it for ASOBI club activities. Specifically when we were requested to teach kindergarteners traditional games.

Tsukasa: As expected for Circle activities—

Ahh oh no, I had completely forgotten…!

Shinobu: Wh, what is wrong?

Tsukasa: I am responsible for the sweets at our next Sweets Club meeting, yet I am still struggling on choosing something good.

Until now, I’ve been taking Sweets from my favorite shop, however the number of candidates is decreasing.

If you know of any decent Sweets shops, would you mind telling me?

Sora: Decent dessert places~.... Sora can’t think of a single thing! What about Shinobu-chan?

Shinobu: U~um, I don’t have anything either. The only things that come to mind are cheap sweets or snacks. Suou-kun, I don’t know of any Western sweets shops that you might like.

It might be good to ask friends? If we ask everyone, I’m sure you’ll find a good store…..♪

Tsukasa: Ah no no, you needn’t go that far for me. It would only cause more trouble.

I will think of it as seeking out a new store and continue my search.

Sora: ….Ah. Sora just had a good idea~♪

Tsuka-chan, bring an apple pie that Sora likes!

Tsukasa: Apple pie?

Sora: Sora loves apple pie, but recently it was gifted to him by Senpai!

HiHi~, it was super delicious! Sora was blown away by the perfect combination of sweet and sour~♪

Tsukasa: To the point that you were blown away…. I would like to try that as well. What store is this Pie from?

Sora: It wouldn’t be sold in any stores though~? Because it was baked for Sora!

If you’d like to eat it, you could try asking! He’s a nice senpai, so he would definitely make it for you~

Tsukasa: I’m sure he’s busy, and he would prefer not to be bothered by anything outside of work.

Handmade…would even a novice cook like me be able to make it?

Shinobu: I will look it up on my phone. “Apple pie” “recipe”....

Oh, a lot came up!

Tsukasa: Let’s see…it seems that if you want to make a pie in earnest, you would first need to make the dough.

It’s a lot of work and seems difficult…

Ah, you’re back, Kanzaki-senpai. You’ve worked hard today.

Souma: Yes, “I’m home now.” What are you two looking at with your heads huddled together like that?

Sora: A recipe on a cooking website! Tsukasa-chan says he’ll attempt to make an apple pie~ ♪

Tsukasa: I have not decided if I will attempt it. I also lack confidence that I can do it well.

It’s one thing if I alone were eating it. I cannot even fathom making something passable enough to serve to the other Sweets Club members.

Souma: Hm…. I know a little about apple pie making techniques.

As we are roommates, I will help you.

A few days later

Izumi: —Okay, so why am I being caught up in Kasa-kun’s problems?

Souma: That would be because Sena-dono is a member of Niki’s Kitchen.

Do the activities of Niki’s Kitchen not include airing a cooking video to the “internet”?

I suddenly remembered that Shiina-dono always says that he would like to have Sena-dono be filmed whenever you return.

Izumi: I don’t have free time, so if you don’t tell me about a filming ahead of time, it’s not happening?

….Well, I don’t have anything scheduled right now so it’s fine. And I don’t hate cooking.

Sora: Oh oh? You don’t have free time but you say you’ll do it?

Tsukasa: It is because Sena-senpai has difficulty being honest.

Izumi: Hold up, Kasa-kun, I can hear you?

Come to think of it, how do we get started again? You know, the part where Shiina does a silly greeting.

If Shiina isn’t here, doesn’t someone else have to do it? I seriously don’t want to be the one though.

Shinobu: Sena-dono, you’re actually being quite involved?

Tsukasa: Fufu. Naturally, he can’t be honest…. ♪

After some time

Izumi: —Have you sprinkled all the powder? Then lay out this dough and beat it with a rolling pin.

Sora: Got it, Sora will do it! Tap-tap, tap-tap…. ♪

Izumi: No no, a little harder.

Gimme the rolling pin….Like this!

Shinobu: Oho. So you put strength into it like that.

Izumi: If you wait around too long, the butter will melt and make the dough too tough. Keep beating it until it becomes easy to stretch.

Tsukasa: (...It says to add sugar and fry when the apples become soft, but what kind of condition does “soft” refer to?)

(The dictionary mentions “smooth and tender” but what in the world is a smooth and tender apple…?)

Izumi: Kasa-kun, you shouldn’t let your mind wander while cooking. If you get hurt it’ll be a mess, y’know.

It’s definitely soft enough. Can’t you start adding sugar now?

Tsukasa: …Sena-senpai, somehow you look like you are enjoying yourself. You seem so full of life.

Izumi: It’s ‘cause dessert-making is a specialty of Knights. Although you’re an exception.

Tsukasa: Ugh, right at my weakness… I apologize for my poor performance.

Izumi: Don’t be sorry—instead, work hard. Everyone’s a beginner at first, right?

The first time I held a knife, my hands were shaking so bad. And by the time I got used to it, there were a few times when I got carried away and accidentally cut my fingers.

Growing up by failing over and over again, you have memories of that kind of experience too, right? Cooking’s no different.

With this apple pie today, won’t your repertoire grow? I’m saying it’ll work out if you build up one by one.

If you do that, one day you’ll be good at cooking too. You’ll become able to say “it’s a specialty of Knights.

Tsukasa: Sena-senpai….

Izumi: Just that, I think it’ll take quite a long time….. ♪

Hey now, I said no breaks. Put on the rest of the sugar, then fry it on high.

A few hours later

Tsukasa: Marvelous ….☆ Both the shape and taste are exquisite.

Could it be because it was just freshly baked? Out of all the Apple Pies I’ve had, this is the most delicious….♪

Souma: Part of it may be that it was freshly baked. However, it is undoubtedly due to being handmade.

Sora: HaHiHuHeHo~♪ Sora also likes how this tastes! He thinks the Sweets Club members will like it too!

Shinobu: Agreed ♪ My hands can’t stop~, munch-munch….

Tsukasa: Thanks to everyone, we were able to make an exquisite Apple Pie. Going off of this experience, I will try to make it myself next time.

Izumi: You’ve set your sights high. You’ll be fine without our help?

Tsukasa: Yes. If I succeed, that will be the end. If I fail, though, I will keep on trying.

One day, I’ll puff out my chest and say “this is the specialty of Knights.” Please wait, Sena-senpai….♪

*menko is a traditional Japanese card game that dates back to the 17th century. Menko also refers to the cards used in the game. Basically, players try to flip over a card on the ground by throwing down a card of their own. Wikipedia page: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Menko

#enstars translation #enstars tl #enstars #tsukasa suou #izumi sena #sora harukawa #shinobu sengoku #souma kanzaki #duckletranslations

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linawritestwst · 3 years ago

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Ahem, now that I'm done making a fool of myself expressing my gratitude to you, I'd like to make another request please! How about Trey, Jamil, and Idia with a younger sibling reader that is a bit of a brat and has mood swings a lot, kinda like Floyd? (Haha...I'm totally not projecting here) They're such reliable big brothers, right~?

trey, jamil and idia with a chaotic younger sibling headcanons (gn!reader)

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thank you for waiting, i hope you like it! (also congrats on 1k followers, aurora!~)

trey clover.

♡ trey is a responsible and reliable big brother and he loves you just as much he loves all other siblings. but you sure are.. unique. other siblings don't get into trouble as much as you do. trey has to watch you all the time, so that you won't do anything dangerous or something you will regret doing later.

♡ you like to ask (well, not really ask, it's more like you force him to do it) trey for more attention, he has so many siblings, what if he forgets about you? sometimes you pull pranks on him or annoy him just to get a reaction out of him. but trey stays calm most of the time anyway.

♡ trey is even kind of thankful to you, because with a sibling like this he's prepared for anything. if someone asks "woah, trey, how did you know what to do in this situation?", oh, he most likely knows it because you've done something like that in the past and he had to deal with it. if trey hears someone calling guys like ace and deuce troublemakers, he thinks of you and he just goes "oh, you haven't seen y/n yet"

♡ trey really, really wants to be more strict with you, but he just.. can't do it. he just can't say "no" to you, you are his sibling and he loves you! also, sometimes things that you do are actually very fun and he may even join you. or at least, watch you do it, so that you won't get hurt or caught.

jamil viper.

♡ why. why jamil has to suffer like this. he already has kalim and najma isn't exactly a "cute and soft" little sister. and he also has to deal with you. give jamil a break, he deserves it.

♡ you really like to annoy jamil and prank him, because come on, jamil not looking so serious and calm as usual is so funny! you like to catch him off-guard and do something he definitely didn't expect from you. (he just doesn't know what he's supposed to expect from you anymore) jamil WILL remember what you've done and he WILL have his revenge. he will either try to prank you back or he will just say something like "oh well, i guess i won't cook for you anymore". but you have to admit, that his attempts at getting back at you are actually quite impressive sometimes.

♡ if najma is around, she will totally join you. you two are unstoppable together. but if jamil notices you, you two run and you don't even try to protect each other. you and najma would definitely point fingers at each other and say things like "she did it!" "no, they did!" "i'm telling you, it was her!" but it doesn't matter, jamil knows that you both are guilty.

♡ even though you like to give jamil a hard time, jamil still loves you, because you're still his sibling and you're still a part of his family. he usually looks very tired around you, but he actually thinks that you should never change. if you become more serious and mature, it will get kind of.. boring without you teasing him and pranking him all the time.

idia shroud.

♡ ortho? a cute and adorable younger brother, very nice, very kind. you? EVIL. JUST PURE EVIL IN IDIA'S EYES. can't you just leave him alone for at least one minute? no, one second! JUST ONE SECOND, PLEASE. this guy just wants to be left alone in his room, he wants to play games, HE DOESN'T WANT TO DEAL WITH YOU.

♡ your mood swings?? he has no idea what to do when they happen?? he will be absolutely lost and try to calm you down and will actually worry about you. you can take use of it and manipulate him, if you want.

♡ a chaotic younger sibling with random mood swings that won't leave him alone? that's bad. a chaotic younger sibling with random mood swings that won't leave him alone AND WHO'S BETTER THAN HIM AT GAMES? EVEN WORSE. he absolutely HAS to win. if ortho sees you two gaming and yelling at each other, he will just.. look at you like this :( ortho going :( is the only thing that can stop you and idia from arguing.

♡ if idia sees you spending time with ortho, he's taking ortho away from you. ortho doesn't need your bad influence. he's a pure baby boy, what if he learns something from you?? but even though some people might think that idia obviously likes ortho more, he loves both of his siblings equally. you're just.. quite a difficult person to deal with, you know? but it doesn't mean that idia hates you. sometimes he does say something like that (things like "why are you always so loud?" or "can you stop being so annoying??"), but he doesn't really mean it.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #twst headcanons #so like i'm adding the x reader tags but like. IN A PLATONIC WAY YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN #twst x reader #trey clover #trey clover x reader #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader

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thechaseofspades · 2 years ago

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For the Real Writer Ask: 💝🕯️🤲

💝 what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

I'm not sure if I realized the overlap of a-spec Ducktales enjoyers until I wrote "My Head is an Animal". If I didn't then, I definitely did after the fact. That story really came on a whim, and it ended up being a huge influence on my aro journey (as well as my connection with Violet). So I guess in a way, my own reaction was also unexpected!

🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn't think it would take you?

I had "Lena's Groundhog Day" loosely mapped out from the beginning, in that I had an idea of how I wanted it to end, and some of the beats I wanted to hit. But the rest was kinda "seat of my pants". The biggest detail that came out of that was the angst on Webby's end of the story. I think it added a lot of emotional impact to the story, and emphasized the isolation Lena had been feeling throughout. My funny haha Groundhog Day homage turned into kinda its own thing which was pretty neat.

🤲 what do YOU get out of writing?

I've always had a knack for writing. In real life, I write non-fiction stuff. So to write fanfiction gives me a nice creative outlet to balance out my work. On top of that, I've never felt a connection to a show like I have for DuckTales, and obviously I love the characters, so it lets me continue the adventure. Especially with how the show ended, implying that there will be more adventures.

But more than all of that, I write because it's fun. I like sharing my stuff with the kind folks on the internet. I like being somewhat involved in or at least supportive of all the fandom stuff. I've had a great time in the year-plus of existing in this space, and I look forward to how things go in the future.

Thanks for the ask!

#fic writer asks #ask game #ridiculously self-indulgent ill-advised vanity infodump about my writing #that's actually the reason i write and no other reason #so i have an excuse to talk about myself at any time forever

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katyasrussianaccent · 4 years ago

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i don't wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips (corpse x reader)

Summary: Corpse suggests you flirt with each other to mess with the fans. What happens when you suddenly catch feelings?

Authors Note: This has been in my brain for so long so I decided to write it. May or may not write a part 2, im not sure. Lemme know what you think! My requests are open for fic/headcannons aswell 💖

It should have been simple.

Flirt, mess with the fans a little, sit back and relax.

It should have been simple.

You remember Corpse coming to you with the idea.

“Why would we do that?” you had asked, frowning at your phone screen. It had been another late night phone conversation with him; something that was starting to become a regular occurrence.

You pictured him shrug as he answered. “Fun?”

“Are you so bored you wanna make a fake relationship with me?”

“Not a relationship. Just do what we do now, but like, more.”

You had agreed before your brain had even registered it. On paper it was straightforward. You already flirted a little anyway, you were naturally a flirtatious person, and so was he. It made sense; or at least you had told yourself that it did. You knew the fans already shipped you together, you saw the things they tweeted as you occasionally lurked the ynhusband tag on Twitter. It was just innocent fun right? No-one was going to get hurt.

For a little while that was true. For a little while he called you baby and you called him darling and it meant nothing. Your face didn’t feel flush when he commented on your latest Instagram post and your heart didn’t do a little flip when he would call you just to see how you were. The phone conversations were your favourite; curled up in bed with the phone on your pillow, trading secrets into the night. He had suddenly become this constant in your life, this almost routine familiarity like brushing your teeth or going to get milk.

You weren’t sure what changed, when it had gone from being innocent fun to meaning something. It was like someone had flicked a switch, and Corpse was no longer a warm glow but this bright, blinding light that hurt your eyes to look at too long. It was almost cruel, the way you wanted something so unobtainable; the universe’s idea of a joke had no humour in it. The thing with Corpse was he was so unaware of the power he had. He was mysterious yes, but he was faceless among a sea of faces; of course people were drawn to him. And you were just another.

You started to pull away. You played different games with different people, you ignored his tweets. It was easier, if you never interacted with him, you could pretend there was nothing but shallow feelings instead of the crashing waves that threatened to pull you under. The fans had started to notice; your streams were filled with questions that you refused to answer.

“Where’s Corpse?” you read aloud as you scrolled down the chat. “Probably in his house? Go ask him.” Your tone was bitter even to you and you inwardly cringed. He hadn’t contacted you in 2 weeks, and while you were thankful, you were hurt by it. It was stupid and hypoctritical of you to be upset by something that was your own doing, and you weren’t sure what you had expected from him. He had other friends, other people to talk to, why would he have cared about you anyway?

Your phone lit up next to you, and you ignored the pang of disappointment at Rae’s picture flashing up.

Rae: Among Us???

You hesitated for a second. The likelihood of Corpse being there was high, but you knew deep down he wouldn’t say a thing to you, not on stream or in front of your friends. You could just ignore him, like you had been doing and it would be fine. You weren’t sure you believed yourself anymore.

“Guys, you want to watch me play Among Us? I’m not sure who’s playing, other than Rae.” You looked at the fast flowing stream of affirmatives and emojis. Guess you had to do it now. You opened up the game and joined the lobby.

“-yeah she looks really fucking cute,” you heard Corpse say as you logged in. You looked down at your outfit,; he definitely wasn’t talking about you in your oversized t-shirt and sweatpants. You had been on stream for a few hours now; your eyeliner was smudged a little and any lipstick had worn off with the constant drinking and licking your lips. No, he definitely wasn’t talking about you.

“Hey guys,” you said tentatively, swallowing down the feeling of jealousy at Corpse’s previous words.

A chorus of greetings hit you, and you smiled at their enthusiasm. You had played with Rae, Sykunno and Toast a few times before, but Felix, Jack and Ash were new to you, though you knew of them.

“Hey Y/N,” Corpse said. You had hoped after 2 weeks he wouldn’t still affect you so much, but the way your stomach turned said otherwise.

“Hey Corpse,” you replied, hoping your tone was casual.

“I haven’t seen you in a while, how are you?” he asked.

“Oh. Uh yeah, I’ve been a bit busy I guess, how are you?” You looked down as you answered, picking at your nail polish. You glanced at the chat that was filled with messages.

corpsesbaby: You can always tell when someones lying coz they look down” llamadelrey: why is this so awkward lmao arent they friends??” simpsforrae: This is like is a breakup i swear

“I’ve been okay, thanks” Corpse answered, drawing your eyes off the chat and back to the game. You nodded as you muted your mic to go back to your stream.

“I hope I don’t get imposter, I always suck at that so much.” You watched as the screen counted down and the word IMPOSTER flashed up alongside Corpse’s name. “Guess I jinxed it guys.”

Great. Not only were you imposter, you were imposter with Corpse, which meant you would have to actually speak to him. Maybe you wouldn’t have to.

You both followed Rae as she walked up towards Greenhouse, and you cornered her while she did her task, killing her quickly.

“Everyone seemed to go right, so we should vent back towards cafeteria to avoid suspicion,” Corpse said.

“Okay,” you answered. You vented together, and you muted your mic to laugh. “This is kinda cosy guys.” You said to your chat. You briefly imagined what it would be like in real life to be so close to him.

You moved to Admin where Toast was doing his task. Before you could say a word, Corpse had already killed him and you both vented outside Cafeteria. “Fuck, that was so close,” you muttered, chuckling a little.

“Don’t worry, I got your back,” he replied, making your heart sing a little.

“Oh my hero,” you said, making a point of swooning to your chat, your voice high and airy. “How will I ever repay you?”

He chuckled, “You shouldn’t ask questions like that.”

You flushed at the suggestive tone he had taken, and you hoped it wasn’t noticeable but judging by the comments in your chat, it clearly had been. This was another issue you had with Corpse; he always made these type of comments with you and it was really annoying. You knew there was no chance he was being serious, and sometimes you wished he would stop it purely because it got your hopes up.

delilah: shes BLUSHING dreamofme: uWu yn uWu

You opened your mouth to respond when Dead Body Reported flashed up, bringing your thoughts back to the game.

“Toast and Rae are dead,” Sykuuno said. “I found Rae in Greenhouse and Toast in admin.”

“I was in balcony, I went there from the cafeteria,” you said confidently. You hated being Imposter, especially being teamed with Corpse, who was so good at the game, you had a lot of pressure to do well.

“I was in MedBay, I didn’t see you YN,” Ash accused.

“You only see if they enter through the left door. She entered through the other door,” Corpse answered for you.

“And how do you know that?” Felix asked.

“I was in Cafeteria,” Corpse replied.

“You could’ve vented YN,” Jack said.

“No I couldn’t have, if Ash was in MedBay, she would have seen me. Unless she wasn’t in MedBay,” you suggested, smirking to your cam as you muted. “It’s not going too bad I don’t think? Always feel like I’ve been arrested when I’m Imposter.”

“Little sus of you Ash to say you were in MedBay when you weren’t,” Corpse said. You gaped a little at how easy it was for him to manipulate the situation, it was almost scary.

Ash argued as the other players began to agree and discuss among themselves. You smiled in success at the text on the screen.

Ash has been ejected.

You split up this time, and while you hadn’t really spoken during the game, you kind of missed Corpse’s astronaut next to yours, and you said that to your chat. “Haha, our colours did look cute together, I agree.”

Any previous trepidation you had had disappeared as soon as you had heard his voice; and you realised how much you had missed him. You would simply just need to deal with your feelings; they would go away eventually anyway. You just hoped it wasn’t too late for you to start again with him.

You walked to MedBay with Skyunno, making small talk as you did.

“I’m glad to see you playing with us, it’s been a little while,” he said and you felt bad that you would have to kill him. As you turned towards him, ready to kill as he did his task, Jack walked in. You mouthed oops at the cam.

“What’s going on here?” Jack asked, suspicion in his voice.

“I was just saying how nice it was to have YN here,” Sykunno replied. You stood and faked your task, watching the green bar fill as you did. It would be too risky to kill here.

“Ah yeah, Corpse has been asking after you constantly,” Jack said. You blinked at the response, it had caught you off guard.

“Oh?” you replied simply. You mentally shrugged it off. Of course he would have asked about you, you were friends, that was all.

DEAD BODY REPORTED

“Felix was dead in Reactor,” Corpse announced. “Oh Corpse, you’re taking a risk here” you said to your chat.

“I was in MedBay with Jack and Sykunno,” you replied, smiling as they agreed. “Where were you Ash?”

She sighed sadly. “I was in Labs, but I was doing a task, I swear!” You all agreed quickly that Ash would be the next voted out.

“2 to go,” you said triumphantly. “I thought I was gonna drag Corpse down, but it’s going okay!”

The round started again and you could feel yourself getting tired. Hopefully this wouldn’t be too much longer to finish the game.

You circled round Corpse a few times, hoping that he would understand your signal. Luckily he did, and you both vented to Decontamination where Skyunno and Jack were. The room had already started to emit steam, making it extremely easy for you both to vent unnoticed and kill them both.

You grinned at the Victory message that flashed up.

“Good game guys!” you said. The others congratulated you and Corpse on your win and you smiled at the sound of your names together. You had it bad.

“It was all YN,” Corpse said.

“Pfft you ssh being humble, it was all you,” you replied, taking your hair out of your ponytail and running your hand through it.

“Your hair looks nice,” Corpse commented and your eyes widened. Your heart started to beat a little quicker. How long had he been watching your stream?

“It’s bad to watch someone’s stream without telling them,” you replied, making a show of pouting for the camera.

He laughed a little. “What can I say, I’m a bad guy,” he said, singing the last words. You laughed at the sudden Billie Eilish.

“Guys, either play another game, or get a room,” Felix interrupted. You blushed a little and rolled your eyes, the chat going crazy from the corner of your eye.

“And that’s my cue to exit,” you said, yawning. “Bye guys, have a good night!” You wished everyone and your chat goodnight before closing the stream and leaning back in your chat. You couldn’t believe Corpse had been watching you. You hadn’t said anything too incriminating, but still.

You prepared for bed, settling back into the softness of your pillows as you grabbed your phone - a terrible habit you really needed to stop.

Corpse: Can I call you?

You gulped at the message that appeared on your screen, a gnawing feeling of nervous clung to your throat as you typed yes. His name came up almost instantaneously and your hand shook as you pressed to accept the call.

“Hey,” he greeted.

“Hey, what’s up?” you asked, trying to keep your voice even while your heart beat erratically in your chest.

“It was nice playing with you again,” he commented.

You sat up a little as you held the phone against your ear. “Did you call me to tell me that?”

“I haven’t spoken to you in a while.”

You sighed a little. “Yeah, I’ve been a bit busy, sorry - “

“You’re lying to me and I don’t know why,” he replied. You had never heard his voice like that before; so angry and hurt. You tapped your foot against your mattress as you thought what to say.

“I -”

“Did I do something?” he asked. You had been so selfish; blocking him out to avoid being hurt, but you hadn’t thought about his feelings. He was more popular than you were, you had assumed he would be fine, that he wouldn’t care if you were around or not.

“No, you didn’t do anything, I swear -”

“Then what? Because I thought we were friends, close friends and then suddenly you pretty much disappear. But you’re still streaming with other people. It’s pretty shitty of you.”

You chewed the inside of your cheek and looked up, the sting of tears threatening to fall. “It was really shitty of me, I’m sorry.”

“What happened?” he asked. “Please just tell me.”

“I don’t know what I’m meant to say,” you replied softly.

“What do you want to say?”

You blinked, the anticipation of unspoken words caught in your throat, making it hard to swallow. The taste of them was bitter on your tongue. “I...I have feelings for you.”

There. You had said it. There was no taking it back now, and you felt like your heart was about to shatter with every single second of silence that passed. You could hear him swallow on the other end of the phone. “Are you saying you’re in love with me?”

You bit your lip, taking in the meaning of the question he had asked. It wasn’t something you had thought of, you hadn’t conceptualised your feelings for him, not put them in a box labelled love or anything. “I don’t know. I feel something for you. And it kinda sucks being your friend and having those feelings. So I pulled away.”

“Why does it suck?”

You laughed bitterly. “Why wouldn’t it? Feeling something for someone that doesn’t feel the same is fucking shitty.”

“I asked you to flirt with me YN -”

“Yeah, for fun,” you interrupted.

“No, I said for fun, but really I just wanted you to,” he replied. “I feel something for you too. How could I not? Has anything I’ve ever said to you sounded like it was just for fun?” You smiled at his response, your heart no longer on the fit of breaking, but suddenly doing flips and soaring through your chest, radiating warmth through your body.

“Oh,” you said, your brain was overloaded with thoughts, and was apparently no longer capable of coherent sentences.

“Oh? That’s a great response, thanks,” he teased, but you could tell he was smiling as he spoke.

“I wasn’t expecting you to say that, I don’t really know what to say honestly,” you replied.

“Well, baby, how about you say yes to a date?” he asked.

“Yes.”

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