#i just wanted to nerd out about my MCs and their bad decisions but everything has been wiped out i guess

[mesherew]

When you're so let down by a game that you have to recreate your MC in another game to fulfill their proper oc destiny

[arcadejohn127-9]

Could you do the Brothers and undatables reacting to MC being poisoned and finding out that Micheal was trying to kill them because he was jealous that MC was close with the brothers. Let me just say your work is great the way you describe the situation before going into the reactions is really interesting. Thank you so much!!!!

I already had this ask half way done but Tumblr decided to delete all my work due to buggy WiFi - I'm currently in pain 😭

I don't know much about poison so bare with me, I just looked at the basic symptoms and went "I'm smart" I've passed out after being ill or just in general quite a few times when younger so I had faith

This also has a bonus Michael part! I've decided to add his response to the boys reactions in its own format or else each one will just have a repeat of the same Michael Response

Warning: angst, implied vomitting, attempted murder, fainting, spoilers of lesson 37 and 16, gore on Michaels part, long

"from Michael...?" You questioned outloud, unsure on how to feel about the parcel you've found.

Your relationship with the angel wasn't a defined one. You didn't hate him but you didn't like him either; there was always something about his presence that made you fearful. You choked it up to be just internalised fear due to hearing the brothers experience of the celestial realm and angels.

You've never met him in person; the first conversation you had of him was when you stabbed yourself with the dagger instead of Lucifer. You saw the light and he spoke to you, surprised and shocked at the love you had for the demons. Even then you never really got to speak to him again, he was a mystery. You've sent a few letters and he's returned some and Simeon is a link between you two. But other than that? You didn't really have a relationship with him.

So why? Why would he send you a gift?

You looked inside to see a packet of apple pieces and herbs inside of a snack shaped teabag. You admired the unique shape and couldn't stop a small smile appearing. It was definitely cute! And you finally got to use the new kettle and cups barbatos got you.

You decided to text Simeon, telling him to thank Michael for your gift. He was surprised by this but agreed, happy you two were connecting.

Whilst your new tea brewed you were trying to figure out a way to repay his kindness. Sure it was simple small gift but he was reaching out - you were giddy! Hopeful this meant he was fully on board to the exchange program.

But you soon would regret drinking that tea. It was so sweet you couldn't stop drinking it; your lips only leaving the cup of a second of breath. It was addicting. The herb covered apples pieces gave it a nice slight bitterness. But it wasn't overbearing but didn't make it taste like sugar in your mouth.

As soon as the last gulp came down; something came up. You hunched over as your stomach churned, a disgusting taste forcing itself up your throat. Your vision growing blurry as you stumbled out of your seat, the light in your room feeling like knives to your eyes. You tried closing them but the effect didn't change. You were barely hunched over on your side releasing everything in your stomach. It stung your throat, your stomach feeling painfully empty.

There was this invisible feeling telling you to go to sleep. You wanted to obey but the light felt too painful. In your dazed state you shakily texted the groupchat a sloppy "help me ASAP, my room" before letting your body go limp, heaving as you just laid there, dragging a nearby jacket over your head and let your vision be consumed by the darkness.

Lucifer:

He's heart broken

How did this happen? You were fine and now you're not moving

Your breathing was faint against his neck as he held you

He saw the parcel and connected the dots, Eden's tea

It was a death sentence for any human, a treat for demons and a punishment for angels

He's started a war once, he can do it again

Whilst he knew he couldn't enter the celestial realm he demanded that Michael show himself

When his demands went unanswered, he was ready to break all rules

"He's gone too far, I don't care for his reasons! I WILL DESTORY THE CELESTIAL REALM IF I HAVE TO! HE WILL ANSWER ME!"

when you received a cure all his angers washed away with relief

Happy to have you awake again even if it was for a few moments

Mammon:

FLASHBACK ARE STRONG

All he can think about his how you looked like in the past; dying in his arms

He immediately went to blame belphie but almost tripped over the parcel

He's an idioit but he knew what this tea was

Becomes feral with rage and overly protective of your unconscious body

He's hunched over by your side at all times just growling at anyone who comes near you

He wanted to hurt Michael but he wanted to stay with you

He'd talk to you and tell you how he was going to get payback

"I should of known he'd do something-! I'll never forgive him- DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!!! I'M DOING THIS FOR THEM!"

As soon as you get the cure he's hugging you and telling you how much he missed you

Levithan:

When he found you, his heart dropped

It only got worse when he found the parcel and realized what Michael has done

he will remind the celestial realm why he is an admiral of hell's navy

He spends time by the sea communicating with any creature he can get; telling them if things go down he'll need them to flood the gates of heaven

When he isn't planning war he's with you, playing games, trying to ignore how dead you looked

He would remind you what buttons to push when your chatacter didn't move

"YOU THINK I'LL JUST LET THIS SLIDE??!! HE'S KILLED MY BEST FRIEND!"

He broke down sobbing when you woke up after getting a cure

He was convinced you were dead but here you were, alive and awake

Satan:

He's a detective nerd so of course he scoped out the scene

When he found the parcel and Michaels name - oh boy

Never met the man and pities him for letting their first meeting be the angels demise

It wasn't long before he had to be detained

Screaming and tearing up anything he could, yelling at his brother's for falling

He blamed his brothers, he blamed Michael and he blamed himself

Hated being locked away from you, would course more of a fuss when he couldn't see you

"I WILL KILL EVERY ONE OF YOU IF YOU DON'T LET ME GET TO THAT DAMN ANGEL!! I HATE YOU!"

He's only calmed down when you are given a cure and he's told you're alive

Is finally allowed to see you and he holds you tight

Asmodeus:

When he found you he was sobbing

It only grew worse when he found out what happened

In Denial

Not of Michael, he believed that but in denial you were dead or were dying

Kept insisting you were just tired and sleeping

Destroyed an entire room when one of them insisted you weren't sleeping

He'd help you get ready and pamper you, telling you it's okay and you can thank him when you feel better

Would be seen wiping your face often in hopes it'll get rid of that death like appearance you have

"They're fine but Michael won't be, when my precious darling wakes up I'll make sure they know I'll make everything better."

When you bad your cure he started crying and laughing, telling everyone he was right

Clinged to you and let you sleep

Beezlebub:

He found the parcel almost immediately

And went into a rage - we all know how his hunger tantrums are

Would've destroyed the whole house if he wasn't restrained

Guilt

So much guilt, his shoulders are always sagging

Sits by your unconscious body so he feels like he's protecting you

Has tried kissing you awake

Hoping you'll wake up like a fairy tale Character and everything will be fine

"I'm going to kill Michael and I won't let any of you stop me....protect (Y/N) For me."

Was so happy and relieved when you got the cure, sticking to your side at all times even when you were awake

Belphegor:

He was quick to help you into bed and on your side

When he found the parcel he was ready to murder

His rage towards Michael massively outweighed his hatred for humanity - even Lucifer!

Beel couldn't keep control of him mostnofnthe time unless he got forceful, belphegor stuck in a headlock screeching bloody murder

Stress sleeping

Like many of the brothers he develops two modes: calm or PLANNING MASS MURDER

Whenever he gets overwhelmed he just forces body to shut down and sleep besides you

"Michael will face me again, I won't let him kill anyone else that I love! He got Lilith killed and he can't do the same for (Y/N)!"

As soon as the cure was found he was by your side

Letting you rest and watched over you

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Diavolo:

Found out through the brothers

Sees this as an act of war against the peace he's working for

He was normally sweet and forgiving but it seemed Michael wanted to rip to his last nerve

Demanded for every reliable demon to search for a cure

Even had Solomon try to make one

"Barbatos, what is the possibility of Michael coming down to the devildom or the human realm? I want 'discuss' with him what his actions have caused."

As soon he he found out you were alive and safe

He didn't stop his plans but let himself have time with you

Barbatos:

So much guilt

Like holy shit

Is just constantly questioning how he didn't prevent this

Asked permission from the lord to just change the timelines so this didn't happen but the brothers were against it

They demanded they didn't avoid this situation and let Michael face punishment

That he couldn't refuse, he was angered by the angel's actions

More than he would ever show

"humans are so fragile and their time is so limited - that's why I'm never going to let anyone cut theirs short again."

Was part of the cure search party, he led the group

Once you were cured he stayed with you

Acting as your butler and made to check each of your foods and drinks

Solomon:

It wasn't a wise decision to piss off a wizard with stupid amount of pacts

To think an angel would do such a thing

But whilst Everyone lost their temper and searched for a cure

He was wondering - why did it happen

He was ordered asked to make you a cure

He was able to do it but the real cure was also found - giving you extra cure wasn't going to harm you

But he did plan to harm Michael

"you'd think he was smarter than this, he didn't even hide he was the one who did it but all it does is make my job easier."

nursed you until you woke up

Making sure you had mini cures to completely magic it out of your system

Simeon:

When he found out he was stunned

Betrayal - that's all he felt

How could Michael do such a thing?

But he knew Michael was a cruel angel, many having to drink Eden's tea as punishment

It burned their insides and had any poor soul sobbing for mercy after a gulp

"Michael you fool, you can get away with things in your league but you've involved the three realms into this....I pray you do not make your demise harder for yourself."

Was apart of the cure search party

Soothed you when you finally woke up, telling you it'll be okay

Let you rest as much as you wanted

Luke:

They tried to hide it from him but he kept demanding to see you

He wanted to know why everyone was acting strange

When he finally found out he was broken

His mentor

His idol

His everything

The person who always went for permission and knowledge

He thought so highly of him but he's hurt you

He's done more than that! He's tried to kill you!

He's been sobbing for days and locked himself away, he couldn't bare to see you after his once visit

He believed you were dead and they were just keeping your body

"Michael....why....why would you do this.... I thought you loved your brother's....I thought you were kind..!"

When he found out there was a cure he begged to help but they wouldn't let him

He only got to see you when you woke up and he was hugging you, crying

+ bonus Character↓

Michael:

The angel knew they'd be upset

But 9 demons wanting his blood? One wizard ready to cause mayhem and even his own kind wanting his downfall?

That he didn't expect

In his blind jealousy he didn't expect they'd all care for you this much

Thinking apart of them would be relieved you weren't there

But no

"You were my brother's before you were their partner, I'm simply doing what is right! It was their time to meet him and finally stop controlling all of you! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LOVE ME! I'M YOUR FAMILY! WHY ARE THEY MORE IMPORTANT?!"

He got his answer

His wings torn to shreds, chunks of flesh bitten off him and slashes all over his body

He was left in human world bleeding and barely recognisable

They didn't hold back

He dread to think what the rest of them would do when they find him

[eleanorbloom]

Moonlight: Part Two

Disclaimer: Open Heart and most of the characters are owned by Pixelberry. Matilde is a creation of mine.

Book/Pairing: Open Heart / Bryce Lahela x F! MC (Matilde Luna)

Word Count: 2.5k Warnings/Rating: Angst, curse words/Teen.

Author’s Note: I'm so sorry for disappearing, adult life has been harder than expectected and only this week I had some spare time to edit this :(

Thank you so much to all the people that read the first part, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Hope you like this as well 😊

A bug hug to you, beauties! ❤

Moonlight taglist: @dalishessence @curiousconch @chocopeppermintcake @utterlyinevitable @secretaryunpaid @kachrisberry @romereadingshop @thegreentwin @blackcatkita @choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

Let me know if you wanna me added to the taglist!

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Part Two. Orbiting the Moon.

First days are always challenging.

They demand a lot of things. Bravery to explore the unknown (whether it be a place, a person, a job, even food); strength to meet new people when you weren’t blessed in the people skills department; patience to stand the new people who turn out to be shitty people; adaptability to adjust your ways of life to other people’s, etcetera.

It’s a lot.

So, it wouldn’t be a lie if I say that Bryce Lahela didn’t cross my mind after we parted ways at the Atrium that morning, even if his appearance can be categorized as ‘unforgettable’.

Between dealing with Aurora Damn Emery and her insufferable attitude and the fact that I almost killed my first patient on my very first day, I had no space for more.

All I could do was cursing internally (at Aurora and also me) and rethink every fucking decision I made that day. Wondering what would've happened if I hadn't been there the moment Annie had the anaphylactic shock, if Varma hadn't shown up to snap out of me when I froze... Endless questions.

All my dreams about being a doctor crumbled at that moment, wondering if I was doing the right thing, if I was made for this.

“You need to have a long, hard think about whether or not you're ready to be here.”

The face of Annie, unconscious, and Dr. Ramsey's words was all I could hear and see throughout the afternoon, intensifying the guilt with every passing second.

First day and I could've killed someone.

I couldn't even shut up the voice inside my head stating the facts.

First day and I am already a failure.

Because they were nothing but the truth.

Do I deserve to be here?

And there was no point in denying such hard evidence.

Right in the middle of a hallway, surrounded by immaculate white walls and shining lights, I felt exposed. Like everyone around me was going to find out the imposter I was.

I wanted to run away. Disappear.

Without thinking too much, I ran to the nearest supply closet I found before anyone could notice me and the state I was in.

Once under the darkness of the room, I leaned against the wall feeling my stomach trembling, my heartbeats resounding in my temples in slow motion.

“No puedo hacerlo,” I sighed, releasing a shaky breath as I was rubbing my hands on my face, “No… Mamá, no sé si puedo… Casi la mato.” (“I can’t do this,”//“I... Mamá, I don’t know if I can… I almost killed her”)

Fighting the tears back, I closed my eyes trying to evoke the face of my mama in my mind: her black and grey long hair, always in a perfect French braid, her dark and wrinkled eyes full of wisdom and warmth, and her thin lips curling in the sweetest smile I’ve ever seen in my life.

“Creo que, no estoy hecha para esto,” I stated, helpless. (“I think I’m not cut out for this.”)

Just as I was trying to imagine what she would tell me in a case like this, what words she would use to calm me down and reassure me, I heard the door creaking.

A tall silhouette was standing at the entry, looking directly at me.

“Hey, Luna.”

Friendly voice. Sparkly eyes. Expensive, seductive perfume.

Lahela.

I stared speechless as he walked towards me, his brows knitted in worry, “Are you okay?”

I froze at his question. The sole fact he was there froze me, actually.

There was no way I’d tell him the truth, but I had so many things bottled up from that day; so many emotions, fears, anger, all that demanding to come out, that for a moment I thought I would spill all out.

And the way he was looking at me, evidently worried, waiting for an answer, made it even more plausible. Maybe I could tell him and maybe he would say something that could make me feel good. Just as good as he made me feel that morning on our short trip to the Atrium.

I opened my mouth to respond...

But I couldn’t.

I couldn’t let myself do that. That was not me.

The risk was too big and I was a fucking coward.

So I gulped. I gulped as if I was swallowing all my feelings about to come out of my mouth, sour as bile, to let them deep buried inside of me, where they have always belonged.

I cleared my throat and I said instead, “Yeah, I'm okay…”

He arched an eyebrow, dubious, “You don't look like it. If you need to talk…”

I shook my head, nonchalantly.

He seemed earnestly worried, but I couldn't say anything. I didn't know him, and I don't talk to people I barely know, much less about the mess I was on my first day. And much, much less to another resident who could doubt my potential and right to be there. A fucking surgical resident that thinks is above anyone else.

He was the worst option in all Edenbrook.

Well, after Aurora Emery, of course.

“Don’t worry, it’s all good,” I insisted with a humorless smile, “What are you doing here, by the way? Need some syringes? Don't let me stop you.”

He shook his head this time, “No. I saw you in the hallway, I needed to check if you were okay.”

“I’m…”

I was ready to reply automatically as before, without even considering my answer. It didn't matter how bad I was, I was used to saying everything was okay even if my world was falling apart in a million pieces inside, because it was just pleasantries, force-of-habit questions, and people honestly never gave a shit about it, and it was okay. But this felt different. I couldn’t lie to him, but I also couldn’t tell him the truth.

Bryce probably realized my intern conflict, despite the darkness of the room -only dimly illuminated by some blindings mildly open behind the racks of medical supplies-, because he took a step closer to me, pensive, “Are you sure, Mat-”

The moment I saw him getting closer, I felt dread. Dread because I realized that I was an insistence away from speaking. From letting my resolve crumble and tell him the truth. Just a simple and insignificant truth that meant hell to me.

Before he could reach me, I slid away from him, and sprinted towards the exit, leaving him in the room without looking back.

What the fuck is happening to me?

I couldn't understand it. I’d always kept my shit inside and dealt with it on my own, and when I shared something, it was with someone I deeply trusted, a trust that could take months to get. But why suddenly I wanted to open up to someone I had met that day? Like a chatty drunk, the words wanted to slip out of my mouth, recklessly.

Maybe it was the fact that he had given me attention. Just a bit of attention and my stupid mind gets intoxicated with it. Drunk.

But I had to know better. I knew better. I knew that nothing good could come out of that so I ran away like the coward I am.

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If I was already confused before he showed up, after that encounter I was a total mess. And the only way I had to calm down that kind of a mess, to overcome such a shitty, stressful day, was with alcohol. Something that could give me a fucking break from my own mind for a few hours. So once my shift ended, I joined Sienna, another intern, to go together to the bar near Edenbrook.

I could've gone alone, or bought something at a liquor store to drink it alone in my room, but I had promised Sienna I would join her as payback for saving my skin from Dr. Ramsey that afternoon. And I liked her. She seemed genuinely nice among a hospital full of fake and selfish people. Besides, you cannot not trust a person who calls themselves a dolphin, right?

When we got to the bar, packed to the brim with people from the hospital, she led me to a booth where there were other fellow interns she had congregated during the day: Jackie Varma, Landry Olsen, and Elijah Greene. A very diverse group of people.

Elijah was a nerd who couldn’t stop throwing Harry Potter jokes at me since he found out I was renting a room under the stairs of a building, and he was really, really nice, so I couldn't even get mad at him for that.

Jackie was… tough. Competitive to a fault, but she was funny and always had some witty remarks to everyone who talked to her, so that helped me swallow her the rest of the night.

And Landry… Ooof, Landry was… Unreadable. There was something about him that I didn't like. And not precisely his lack of people skills, because, who am I to judge, but he had this air of sufficiency I couldn't stand. Something treacherous. I'd always had this sense with people, and I could sense from the start that I'd never liked him, so I just tried to hang out the less I could with him, and focused on getting to know Sienna and Elijah, the people I found more things in common with.

A couple hours later, tipsy and with all my problems momentarily suspended in midair, I reached the bar for the next round of tequilas for the group.

I had just made my order when I felt a bump in my arm, startling me.

“Hey.”

I turned around and a pair of honey eyes were looking curiously at me.

Holy fuck, not you again.

“Hey, ” I replied, looking at him for a millisecond before fixing my eyes on the dozens of bottles of alcohol in front of me, begging he would just go and leave me alone.

“Are you doing better?”

My eyes widened.

Oh no, is he really? No, please no. Don’t.

But the alcohol had made its effect by now. I could lie blatantly at him without feeling that stupid necessity of telling him the truth. Although it wouldn't be a lie because I was doing better thanks to the tequilas.

“I..., Yeah. I’m… I’m doing better now.”

Hearing my own words, I realized I had just snitched myself.

Stupid, stupid idiot. I should’ve just ignored him.

Saying I was doing better implied I wasn't good before, and I didn't want to recognize that in front of him. I didn't want to give him any permission to pry, more than he had already done.

Too late.

“That’s great, Luna, I’m glad,” he said, heartily.

Sincerely.

Why the fuck everything he says seem so sincere to me?

I turned to him to look for some kind of smirk or smugness, something that could tell me that he was amused by what had happened that afternoon, or a hint of "I gotcha" in his gaze, but he was just looking at me earnestly. With a soft, warm smile and eyes beaming with candor.

It was kind of intriguing that someone like him could look like that. Or maybe he was just a good actor.

Feeling bold because of the alcohol I had in my bloodstream, I dared to turn to him and scan him carefully, realizing details I wasn't able to get when I first met him that morning.

It was like I had only been able to get brushstrokes of him or just certain sensations about him: his warm smile, his vivid golden eyes, his imposing yet stunning beauty, but not so much about details.

Details such as the shape of his eyes -delicate monolid traces around amber and honey hues-, crowned with meticulously groomed eyebrows. His lips, generous and soft; his caramel skin, tanned, his face with sculpted cheekbones and jaw, and impossibly smooth skin. His nose, straight but slightly crooked at the bridge.

After a few moments, he arched an eyebrow, “Yes?”

And his hair -with soft golden streaks- styled in a perfect mess to one side, falling casually over his temple when he leaned one arm onto the bar, breaking the height distance between the both of us. Because he was tall. Or maybe not that tall, but everyone in this damn country was too tall to me. With my 5’2 I was a dwarf to anyone and everyone was a giant to me, so that pose let me inspect him even more carefully.

After seeing all that, there's no wonder why he was so damn handsome.

Just then I realized he was looking expectantly at me, as if I was looking at him to say something.

Oh, no, not again. Eres una vergüenza, Matilde. (You’re an embarrassment, Matilde).

“I…”

What does this human being have that always leaves me speechless?

He chuckled, his eyes wrinkling in amusement, “You’re something else, Luna.”

I blushed. Maybe even more than I already was.

What's that supposed to mean?

Without expecting any reply from me, maybe because he knew I couldn't come up with anything, he added, “Wanna go play darts with me?”

My stomach churned instantly, anxiety metabolizing to the speed of light as I imagined what that entailed.

“N-No, thanks. I don’t play darts. I suck and I don’t pretend to humiliate myself in front of the whole Edenbrook on my first night here.”

Bryce clicked his tongue, “Doesn't matter, I can teach you if you want.”

I wanted to say yes, I really did. Like always in other things. I wanna say yes, but a part of me stops me. The fear of embarrassing myself in front of everybody, of being so dumb people will realize I have no fix, or of feel so nervous that I will ruin everything.

And his sincere smile was telling me he really wanted to teach me and he was hoping I'd say yes, like a puppy waiting for his human to take him for a walk. But, ah, once again. I couldn't.

“I appreciate the offer, but this time I pass.”

“Just this time,” he stressed, pointing a finger to me playfully.

I shook my head, giggling, “We’ll see.”

“We’ll see,” he defied, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Five tequilas ready!” a deep masculine voice announced at the other side of the bar.

I turned around, startled, and I found a tray with five shots of tequilas in front of me, “Thanks!” I looked back at Bryce, “Well, I… I have to go.”

“Need any help?”

“Nah, don’t worry,” I shrugged and took the tray with naturality.

“Ah, you know your stuff,” he pointed with an approving smirk.

I arched an eyebrow, kind of baffled by his implicit skepticism, “Do you?”

“I know a cowboy when I see one,” he winked at me.

It took me a moment to catch his drift.

“Oh.”

I nodded, kind of shocked by that revelation. I had imagined he aced Med School with no worries, using daddy’s credit card and all the commodities frat boys like him have. I would’ve never guessed he had to work his way here, just like me.

“Have a good night, Luna.”

“You too, Lahela. See ya.”

He smiled confidently, knowingly, “See ya.”

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Thank you so much for reading!!!

[harunayuuka2060]

I'm just gonna throw myself into this hole and ask this rn. The MC is actually Frisk the Monster Ambassador human who saved the Monsters from the underground, and that they have the power to reset the world, but when they were offered a opportunity to go to school at RAD for one year, they were teleported to Devildom become the human exchange student.

So instead of the whole Barbatos time traveling thing and the MC dying, it would be Frisk using their resets instead, revealing everything to the brothers about Lilith first and telling them about the power of resets. How would the Demon Brothers + Diavolo & Barbatos react?

This is freaking interesting but too bad I don’t play the Undertale game so....

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Frisk! MC

-They were the most hypothetical person Lucifer met and he easily get along with them. As they were also the ones who helped him in solving his problems, it was also rare for him to see any emotion coming from them, like they were a switch and they were react only and only if for specific occasions.

- Mammon calls them “nerd” for being a smart ass in almost everything and that pisses him off honestly. When there was a time that when he was about to do something really stupid, they quickly pulled him off and explained the consequences and proved it by having another creature as an example instead.

-For Leviathan, he was totally creeped out with their whole existence. Like how they easily opened every route in his game and won them with no sweat. He was also the first one who learned about them being a Monster Ambassador but failed to get any information.

-Same with Leviathan, Satan too, was weirded out, especially when they accidentally told him about his birth and where he actually came from. And that led him trying to kill Frisk but was taken aback when they said, “If I were you, I wouldn’t do that... Or unless you wanted me to erase your existence in this world.”

-Asmo doesn’t really care, but all he knew that Frisk was being nice whenever he talks to them. However, he would notice that there was some kind of a double-meaning to whatever they say and that made him to have a headache.

-Beel, on the other hand, seems to understand them more than any of his brothers. He knew when Frisk was being genuine or just pretending. Even so, he was more willing to support you in any way possible.

-Belphie thought that they were naive and could control them easily especially when they decided to help him. And when they completed the six pacts with his brothers, he had hugged them and tried killing them, then later, he had learned... That it was impossible to do that.

-Diavolo and Barbatos were dumbfounded to see Frisk still alive and talking to all of the Demon brothers. They were showing what happened to Lilith and how Lucifer kept it as a secret to protect them all. And when they asked them why did they still help Belphie if they already knew what was going to happen. Frisk answered.

“That is the route that I have chosen. With my ability, dying is possible and impossible. I can easily reset worlds and affect you in my decision to have a better or worse ending in life”. Amd after that, they left them with their mouths open.

[jamaiskookie]

bangtan headcanon: OT7 IN HIGH SCHOOL 📓✂️

☞ genre; fluff, crack

☞ warnings; excessively stupid

masterlist  u wanna talk to highschool!bangtan?

《KIM SEOKJIN》

class clown

always manages to sneak kimbap in class, and stuffs his face despite being in the front row. 

he’s alarmingly good at sneaking food into places. 

cafeteria ladies love jin so much. 

and every christmas he brings in his perfected sugar cookies and never shares them.

(he’s in the cooking club)

((he’s the only one in the cooking club))

will interrupt the teacher to make a bad joke. 

“yes so helium is the fo- oh yes seokjin?“

“i was reading an excellent book about helium, i couldn’t put it down!! ahHAHAHHYUKHYUKAHHAHAHHA“ 

nobody’s?? really sure?? if he’s dating namjoon or not?? it’s the schools biggest mystery, there’s currently a betting pool going on worth about $500

likes to annoy namjoon and yoongi about holding bake sales. 

is surprisingly good at planning parties?? but never hosts them?? hoseok always gets him to plan his parties and he even planned prom!!

he’s particularly proud with the theme he came up with. 

‘zombie meets elegance‘ 

it was actually pretty nicely pulled off (much to the shock of the entire student body) 

《MIN YOONGI》

student council president 

takes his job very!! seriously!! 

fights with the principal on funding daily. 

doesn’t come to school without coffee and resting bitch face.

even the teachers are afraid of this short little emo boy. 

is the only one who actually wears the school uniform properly with the little tie and jacket because that’s how you show school spirit. 

definitely that closeted gay in high school who thinks nobody knows about his homosexuality when in fact, everyone knows.

(nobody has the guts to bring it up to him though)

“hyung why are you staring at jimin’s as-“

 “-NO WHY GET BACK TO WORK” 

actually enjoys doing morning announcements. 

“make sure to check out jin’s dumb bake sale i think he’s selling brownies for some charitable reason anYWAYS time for min’s advice column!!“ 

min’s advice column is yoongi’s free therapy. namjoon suggested adding an advice column to the school paper so now yoongi just judges his classmates’s decisions gives subpar advice. 

“i personally think you have no chance with this girl, but you’re clearly hell bent on asking her out. it’s a dumb choice. good luck.“ 

《JUNG HOSEOK》

fuckboy

throws obnoxious parties at his parent’s huge ass mansion. 

somehow?? is?? the nicest? playboy??? evER??

will respect your girl’s boundaries but also would 300% hit on her when you’re not looking. 

aftercare king wILL cuddle with you and help you clean up or whatever until jimin eventually comes in screaming. 

his school id says “hobi 💦👅” ... noone knows how he managed to do it (taehyung thinks he seduced the secretary) 

surprisingly good at romance even though he deTests dating

“it’s a waste of time, money, and ass.“  “- what?”

gives everyone dating advice whether they want it or nOt- he lives his *shhh very secret* romantic fantasies through his best friends. 

once helped taehyung ask out his girlfriend... they’re still going strong!!

defo has daddy issues that he never talks about,, maybe if a girl finds it sexc™️ in that kind of messed-up-bad-boy-she-could-fix vibe he’ll bring it up

kinda failing science lmao he probably needs a tutor.. but will never admit he needs a tutor for sake of his pride. 

most definitely has had sex in the janitor’s closet a couple times, up until yoongi caught him once, reported him to the school board and got him suspended... for a month. 

(yoongi has no regrets, that was the best month of his life.)

《KIM NAMJOON》

student vice president

honestly would probably be the council president and is the most qualified for it but can’t be bothered.

plus he hates public speaking and the president has to speak at assemblies.  

genuinely enjoys learning!! bUT HATES GROUP PROJECTS

because every single fucking time taehyung and jimin pester him about teaming up and he ends up doing like 75% of the work.

not because anyone forces him to or anything.

it’s because jimin and tae are such dumbasses every time they finish their work namjoon has a sudden uRGE TO REDO ALL OF IT BC THEY GOT IT WRONG.

tries to take all AP subjects.

gives up and drops half of them by the second semester.

great student but also will “no yoongi i don’t want to fucking play basketball i've been awake for thirty hours trying to finish this goddamn essay that’s due tomorrow. wHAT DO YOU MEAN WHY DIDN’T I DO IT EARLIER I WAS BUSY TAKING CARE OF MY BONSAI TREES.“

started the school paper!! it’s called “persona post”

writes about actual relevant things like political events and global problems, but everyone else just writes about school gossip *sigh*

although that one column examining hobi’s sex and dating life was a pretty fun piece of writing to read through. 

he sits in the back of the classroom and never raises his hand even though he knows the answer like 95% of the time.

definitely has a crush on seokjin

《PARK JIMIN》

the one everyone has a crush on

and when i say everyone i mean everyone, even hoseok has had a crisis over park jimin. 

(jungkook is definitely president of his fan club) ((in case it wasn’t clear, he’s dating jungkook))

school’s golden boy, basically gets away with everything with a bat of an eye... and the most infuriating thing is he doesn’t even realise it. 

“omg jimin!! you’re so cute!! this shirt looks sO good on you, can i touCH?” “omg thank you i didn’t think it fit well because it’s my boyfriends but that’s so sweet!!” “boy... hm?”

mom friend: sweetest bitch alive and is always worrying about his friends but everyone knows he’s secretly really fucking kinky.

(again, jungkook has no comment)

the kind of person who celebrates christmas in june. 

literally- he starts putting decorations in his locker and around the school mid june. by november, he’s wearing reindeer ears to school.

*lowkey kind of a nerd* genuinely enjoys studying with namjoon.

“well, studying with anybody else is just too stressful!! plus, namjoon’s so chill. he doesn’t look like it but he actually is super sweet and nice!!!“

“... please take those reindeer ears off, it’s embarrassing.“ 

half of the school would probably cut off an arm to sleep with him. seriously, he gets offers like everYDAY it’s kinda getting tiRING

is considering starting a youtube channel where he just takes videos of all the dogs and babies he meets throughout the day. 

“idk i think vlogging would be fun“

《KIM TAEHYUNG》

art hoe

nEVER FUCKING STUDIES OR PAYS ATTENTION BUT GETS DECENT GRADES.

the definition of bisexual mess, WILL trip when he sees hot people.

exclusively wears wired gold glasses and soft neutral sweaters to school. if it’s a good day he’ll wear a beanie. on special occasions he’ll maybe throw in some fUN loafers.

dyes his hair to match ~the vibes~ of that season. the most recent wild hair colour is cool toned teal. 

jungkook said he looks like leprechaun shit, but tae really likes it. 

tried to go vegan countless times, failed each and every one when he passed by a mc donalds. 

carries his sketchbook wherever he goes. he has that thing around 24/7, 100% would not be surprised if he slept with it under his pillow.

really quiet until he has a point to make;; like that time where he launched into a three hour screaming lecture on how phineas and ferb is an animated masterpiece.

drinks tea purely for the aesthetic of it. 

goes to hipster coffee shops to pretend to study... ends up watching barbie movies and critiquing them on the writing blog that he thinks nobody knows about. 

watches anime in class (he recently rewatched all of ATLA for the third time,, failed his econ class but worth it!!1!!1)

《JEON JUNGKOOK》

preppy jock

once again, everyone is attracted to him, but he’s so whipped for jimin everyone’s crush fades away once they talk to him because-

“oh it’s so cool that you have a dog!! you know, i think jimin kind of looks like a pomeranian sometimes it’s sO CUTE- hm? oh jimin’s my boyfriend.“

... it’s disgustingly adorable. 

plays almost every sport and is somehow always the team captain. not out of obligation or with leadership skills or anything, everyone else just votes for him. 

mess with his friends and he’ll put a stink bomb in your locker. 

his nickname is “golden baby” because he’s good at everything, teachers love him so much. 

grades? sTELLAR. sports? he’s done them ALL. creativity? pAINTED THE SCHOOL MURAL. service? volunteers at a pet shelter whenever he can (the bunnies love him for some reason) 

everyone either is 

a) in love w him, wants to fuck

b) jealous of him but is also secretly gay for him

pretends to not know how talented and cool he is and plays it off super cool

proceeds to fail, the only thing he’s bad at is humble bragging. 

“wow omg lol i got a 100 on my bio test and yesterday i got a hole in one in golf, my first time playing it but it’s chill i guess hahhah day in my life amirite.“

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Live And Die This Way

Pairing: Colt Kaneko x MC (Ellie Whitnall)

Book: Ride or Die (post book 1)

Word Count: ~5900

Rating: R (language, brief 30 diamond content - N*FW, referenced violence)

Summary: How do you create the life you crave? And what is the cost?

Author’s Note: Written for @rodappreciationweek Day 4 - MC. This is a direct companion piece to my Colt entry “He Knew” and will reference many of same events covered there, but it does stand on it’s own. This piece was envisioned first, with my Colt piece kind of springing forth from the future I saw for those two while crafting this fic. In addition to the content mentioned in the rating, content warning for infidelity.

Ellie didn’t know how to feel about college. Not so much about her coursework - that always made perfect sense after years of AP and honors classes. More about her “college experience” or whatever cliche phrase described how it was to just live as a freshman in Turren Hall on the west side of Langston’s quad.

She liked her independence. She could eat what she wanted, go where she wanted, do what she wanted. If the end of her senior year had been more traditional, she probably would have been buzzing from all of her freedoms. She had her first taste of alcohol. She made out with a cute boy at a house party. She ate ice cream for dinner and ordered pizza with Rebecca, her roommate, at midnight. She was enjoying herself.

But her new friends acted like these little things were the pinnacle of independence, and it was hard for her to relate to that. Not when she’d experienced the thrill of pushing the speedometer up over 100 MPH, felt the power of an engine revving at 5000 RPM, and jumped from moving vehicle to moving vehicle at highway speeds.

She liked her new friends and classmates well enough, but she never talked to them about who she’d been in Gramercy Park. She didn’t bring up the MPC and her brief time with them. She certainly never mentioned Colt.

It’s not that she disliked college, she just was struggling to put it all together, the person she was in New Hampshire with the person she’d become in LA. On the weekends, she found herself just going on drives, trying to reclaim that thrill, that rush. She found a county highway about 20 miles from campus where she could floor it and feel the speed settling deep into her bones. She always went on these trips alone, even as she started seeing Chris more and more often. He wouldn’t get it.

Chris wanted to officially be her boyfriend. She’d sensed it for months, but he finally asked her one Saturday in April. His roommate had gone home for the weekend, so Ellie had spent the night in his room. She liked Chris well enough. He was a chemical engineering major, he was cute, and with his short, curly, blond hair, he looked nothing like either of the guys that had turned her life upside down one year earlier. 

The trouble was any connection between them was superficial. On paper, they seemed so similar - both of them had been valedictorian, science and math nerds, only children raised in protective Catholic households. But he only saw “Langston Ellie,” he only liked that part of her. He didn’t have this drive for something more - more thrilling, more adventurous, more stimulating. So she kept things between them casual, and when summer break rolled around and she made her way back to LA, she didn’t feel any guilt about trying to track down Colt.

He must have gotten a new phone with a new number as part of his plan to “lay low” and evade arrest, and Kaneko Auto Shop was still a boarded up shell, scorch marks visible along the walls. But she eventually found him, less than 36 hours before she was leaving, of course. It was almost fitting, seeing him at the sideshow, the place where she’d first met him. She wasn’t sure if he saw her, but she spotted him right away, standing off in the shadows, talking with a couple of men, wearing that same leather jacket.

At some point, he must have noticed her, because he couldn’t just let her dance with Darius and Riya. Instead, he’d wrapped his arm around her waist, and it was like stepping into a time machine, as if no time had passed, as if they’d seen each other last week, not last year. Riding back to his new place and falling into bed with him was the first time she’d felt truly awake in ages.

Any illusion that sex with Colt just seemed better than sex with Chris because he’d been her first and she hadn’t had a point of comparison went straight out the window. It wasn’t that sex with Chris was bad, but with Colt… it was raw and primal and intense, and those were not ever words that could be used to describe Chris. Chris in bed seemed scared he would hurt her, so he just tried to coax her to the peak of pleasure. Colt wanted to stake claim, to possess her, to drive her higher and higher. He knew how strong she really was, and it made her heart soar.

She knew she was heading back to New Hampshire, and that tonight with Colt would be just that - one night. It’s why she didn’t ask him about the Brotherhood. Hearing about his inevitable ventures into bloody vengeance would just lead to a fight, and there was little point in ruining this little moment in time with that. This was a reprieve, not a promise, and that meant some things were better left unsaid. 

So the sun came up and Colt drove Ellie back to her father’s home, but not before adding his new number to her phone. She packed up her suitcase and tanked up the Shokai Fourier and made the drive across the country, back to Langston and a world of academics and being a “good girl.” But now she had another outlet. Anytime she craved that thrill, she would text him. Sometimes it was a bratty little insult. Sometimes it was a barely clothed selfie. But he always responded. And as she started sophomore year, it felt like she might be figuring out a way to merge the two sides of her life.

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Texting Colt became a new form of an adrenaline rush when she somehow stumbled into a relationship with Chris. She knew it was wrong, that Chris didn’t deserve the way she was treating him. Being kind of dull was not failing. But the problem was that “Langston Ellie” didn’t have a reason not to date him. So over Valentine’s dinner, he became her boyfriend. 

It was a balance, that thrill that came from sneaking out for a drive or shooting Colt a dirty little text versus the pit of guilt that sat in her stomach. She tried to justify it to herself when the guilt got to be too much, telling herself that nothing physical had happened with Colt while she and Chris were together, but that was a flimsy excuse.

The issue was that she felt like herself, vibrant and happy, and the more she pushed the boundaries on what was acceptable in her personal life, the more she excelled elsewhere. She was setting the curve in almost all her classes. Her research was going well enough to get approved for the Summer Scholars Program, which came with a generous stipend. It’s like she had to be doing something “wrong” to feel complete, and since stealing cars wasn’t an option at the moment, this is what she settled for. She wasn’t sure what that said about her as a person.

But she kept living her double life for months and months until one day in October, things all came to a head. She got a call from a number with a 310 area code, but she didn’t recognize it, so she let it go to voicemail. When she finally got a chance to listen to it an hour later, after her meeting with Dr. Frisch, it felt like the world might just swallow her whole. Her father was too young, too healthy to have a heart attack, to need bypass surgery, to be in the ICU.

It had taken her 15 hours to email her advisor, request a leave of absence, and receive approval, email Dr. Frisch to withdraw from his research group, and to pack up her room in the off-campus apartment she and Rebecca were renting and load up the Shokai Fourier. She spent far too much of that time breaking up with Chris.

It hadn’t even occurred to her to let him know about Dad until he’d texted her after dinner time, asking if she was still on for an ice cream run to Gilly’s. What followed was him coming over, with hours of talking, of him trying to calm her, tell her everything was going to be fine. She’d gotten frustrated, asked him how he could possibly know her dad was going to be okay. It was messy and awful, their first and last fight, all culminating with her kicking him out and sending him back to his apartment when he dared to suggest she was too emotional to be making these decisions in the moment.

The drive to LA was a long one, filled with tears and regrets. It felt like her fault. She’d put him through hell senior year, only to leave him all alone to flit off to college, where she had just coasted by, chasing down the high of adrenaline in destructive ways. Instead of stopping at a motel to rest, she drove the 3000 miles basically straight through, resting for a few hours in a parking lot in Iowa, but otherwise relying on Red Bull and coffee to get her through the drive. She’d gone to drop off her stuff at her father’s place, but when she arrived, she couldn’t bring herself to unlock the door. Even though the latest update from Dr. Ginde had been that her father was improving, she couldn’t bear to go inside, to see memories of him and her mother plastered everywhere, all by herself.

So she’d driven over to Gramercy Park. The shop was open now. She knew that was the plan, but it was still nice to see it with her own two eyes. She locked her car and went inside, taking in the bustle and the activity, cars hoisted on jacks, an air compressor hissing in the background. If she had recognized any of the people working in the shop, she almost could have believed that no time had passed.

Some guy with dreads went to go find Colt for her as she stood there, feeling both out of place and at home at the same time. Finally, he emerged, grease streaks on his t-shirt and jeans, his hair just a little shorter than she remembered. He took her into his office and listened as she told him what happened. No questions, no platitudes, no infantilization. Just understanding and comfort, and when she told him she didn’t know how to go home alone, he’d just told her to follow him back to his place.

Staying with Colt was like falling back into a former life. She hung around the garage, reconnected with Ximena, and went out racing and to sideshows. She visited her dad every day in the hospital and then in the rehab facility, taking notes on all his doctor’s instructions and researching new, heart-healthy recipes for them to eat as she got him settled back in at home. And even though she and Colt never talked about it, suddenly they were together, with her toiletries tucked into his medicine cabinet, a second towel hung in the bathroom, and her favorite yogurt stocked in the fridge. It all felt comfortable, and she felt at peace with her life for the first time in a long time. She could get that adrenaline rush she craved so badly as she drag raced through the streets, getting to know Colt’s new crew, and she wasn’t hurting anyone to do so. She felt happy, so as October bled into November, she emailed her advisor, preparing to extend her leave of absence.

She never thought Colt would object to her plans to stick around, but he was cruel and livid when she told him she wasn’t heading back. At first, her anger flared, righteous and indignant. How dare he try to tell her what to do. She’d thrown her clothes that were scattered around his place back into her duffel bag and headed straight to her father’s home. He didn’t comment when she tossed her bag into her old bedroom, just pulled out the Parcheesi board and sat down at his usual spot at the kitchen table.

The next morning, she awoke to the smell of bacon sizzling, so she made her way into the kitchen.

“Dad, you can’t have bacon anymore. It’s not on your ‘safe foods’ list.”

“I figured whatever sent you here yesterday might warrant an ‘Ellie special,’” he said with a shrug. “Besides, it’s turkey bacon.”

She bit her lip as she sat down at the table, wondering if she should risk stressing him out by bringing it up, but he crossed the bridge first as he set her plate in front of her.

“I suppose you were staying with that boy with the yellow GT?”

She shook her head. “No, the boy with the motorcycle.”

Dad just let out a sigh and gave his head a little shake. “They’re all still wanted criminals, Ellie. The statute of limitations hasn’t run out. But I suppose you already know that.”

“Dad…”

“Look, I know you’re an adult, and you can make your own choices. But I hope you know what you’re doing here. If you get caught up with him in something again… I won’t be able to spin it that you were just a kid who got roped into the whole thing by a dirty cop who convinced you that you could be an informant and help him.”

“I know what I’m doing, Dad. I’m not stupid.”

“I know you aren’t. That’s what scares me the most. Oh well, you’ll be back at Langston soon enough, I suppose.”

It was Ellie’s turn to sigh as she filled him in on how her plan had been to stay, to work in LA and to help him recover, at least for one more semester. When she finished, Dad just stared at her for a few seconds, eyes narrowed, before he spoke.

“So, let me see if I have this right. This… Colt told you to go back and finish your degree?” As she nodded, he just shook his head. “Never thought I would be on the same side as a little punk.”

She shoved her chair back from the table, abandoning her breakfast. “Dad, it doesn’t matter whose side you’re on, because it doesn’t matter what you think or what he thinks. This is my choice.”

But as the days ticked by, and her dad seemed stronger and stronger, she had to wonder if she was doing the right thing. She’d gotten upset because it felt like Colt was trying to decide what was best for her, but as she thought back on their fight with a clearer head, that wasn’t really a fair assessment. He wasn’t trying to control her; he was trying to push her. At the end of the day, he liked her strong and sharp, ready for the next challenge. And while being back in LA felt good and right in so many ways, just hanging around after her father’s medical emergency wasn’t the way to go about it. She wanted to come back here, but she needed to do so the right way, as an active choice, not a passive situation that just happened.

So she went back to school and worked her ass off, taking summer classes to make up for the shitty schedule with not enough engineering credits she had to settle for after she registered late for classes. She was a semester behind now, but that was manageable. She lost her research position, but that was okay. She didn’t need to build her resume anymore. She had a job lined up already.

When she signed papers granting her 50% ownership of Kaneko Auto Shop, everyone in her life thought she was crazy. Rebecca had pestered her for months with info about engineering firms that were hiring and master’s programs. Riya had told off Darius for telling her she was being foolish, but as soon as he left to go get them takeout, she’d told her she must be out of her mind to legally tie herself to that Kaneko boy in any way. Her father just shook his head and went into his bedroom, closing the door with a thud. But Ellie didn’t care. It was the first time she’d felt fully alive in almost five years.

It was invigorating, to finally be living a life that was 100% her choosing. She wasn’t held back by her father’s restrictions, her peers’ perceptions, her own perfectionistic expectations of herself. She was just… Ellie. She wasn’t bound by anything or anyone. All her fears, concerns, and worries were nothing in the face of all the possibilities ahead of her. Ahead of them.

Colt had always seen her. It was why she’d been drawn to him in the first place. He didn’t treat her like a child that needed protecting. He respected her agency, her autonomy, her abilities. He respected her opinions and suggestions, and slowly but surely, they were able to expand and grow the shop and their territory. Not too fast, as that would attract the attention of both rivals and law enforcement, but steady enough that people had to take them both seriously. He wasn’t just coasting on his father’s reputation, and she wasn’t some sheltered little girl who had slept her way into this world. They proved themselves, and they were thriving. And finally, Ellie felt like she was living the life she was supposed to be. She felt like herself, fully realized and alive.

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It’s not that she and Colt lived in some bubble of pure domestic and professional bliss. They disagreed about how aggressive to be when rival crews inched in on their turf, about whether a drop would be worth the payout, about whether or not the new mechanic was trustworthy enough to drive on their next big job. And when they disagreed, they disagreed. It was never violent, but it was loud and passionate. They pushed each other time and time again. It was just how they worked things out, and they always were able to come to an understanding in the end.

Ellie never questioned their arrangement until she was pregnant. In their four years as equal partners, both personally and professionally, she’d never had any qualms about the life they were living. It was exciting and thrilling, but their risks were always calculated, or so it had seemed. They were smart about things. It’s why their territory had nearly doubled in size over those four years with only one misdemeanor arrest for petty theft for their entire crew over that time.

But when she heard that heartbeat over the sonogram, Ellie knew that she had to change the way she thought about risk and reward, because risks that were acceptable to take when it was just her and Colt, conquering south LA one block at a time, where not okay when there was going to be a child at home depending on them. Colt, on the other hand, seemed to take the opposite approach. He was hungrier and more ambitious than ever. He wanted to move more volume, expand to new neighborhoods, to grow bigger more quickly than ever.

“This will be our legacy. All of this, rebuilt and passed on to our kid,” he told her over and over again. And any of her pleas to slow things down, to take a step back, were met with annoyance and frustration. “If we slow down, we won’t be able to keep what we have now. Others will take notice and swoop in. It’ll be a moment of weakness.”

He worked nearly around the clock, always trying to strike a better deal, to find a better score. Part of her had even worried that he would have left her at the hospital with just her father if he got word of a deal on hot merchandise while she was in labor. But when the contractions came, he was at her side the entire time. He was antsy and impatient, sure, but most of that was probably due to having to spend 26 hours straight in a confined space with Dad. Over the years, that relationship had never evolved beyond frosty tolerance.

When Margot Graciela Kaneko came into the world, 6 lbs 4 oz and screaming like a banshee, Ellie swore she saw Colt wipe a tear away. She hadn’t seen him cry since that awful night in May nine years ago, when he’d had to watch his father sacrifice himself. When she forgot all about how horrible it was that Colt had kidnapped and planned murders because he’d looked so broken and human, not at all like a ruthless kingpin wannabe who had no moral code. With all their shared daddy issues, it had felt cruel to bring up her concerns about his moral compass when his world had just shattered to pieces.

For his part, Dad cried openly when she told him his granddaughter’s name, forgiving the use of Kaneko as her surname when he realized she shared her middle name with the abuela she would never get to meet. For a moment, they felt like a normal family. Not a detective father who had to turn a blind eye as his daughter and her boyfriend ran one of the ten largest auto theft crews in LA. Just three adults who loved a little baby girl more than anything.

Colt was always a loving father. He adored Margot, and she wanted for nothing. Toys and clothes and books littered her nursery in their new two bedroom house, a home security system installed with door and window alarms, motion sensors, and security cameras. He took pride in every developmental milestone she reached and bragged about her constantly. The office at the shop was covered with her drawings, and when she started 4K, her first attempts at writing letters and numbers joined her colorings and paintings.

He just didn’t seem to have any desire to strike a work-life balance. It didn’t exactly surprise Ellie. They had both thrown themselves into that shop for years, their only goal and purpose. For both of them, work had been their life. But now, she felt like they needed to handle things a little differently. More cautious, less aggressive in their growth schemes. It was a point of disagreement between them regularly.

“I don’t understand what your problem is, Ellie. I’m building this for us. For her. Since when are you fucking timid about growing the shop?”

“It would be nice if you could eat dinner at home with us more than a couple of times a month.”

“Just bring her for dinner with the crew.”

Round and round, over and over. Her asking him to take a step back and spend more time with Margot while he dove deeper and deeper into his work, acting like bringing Margot into that world as a preschooler was a solution. At times it felt like her own personal Groundhog’s Day, her living the same day with the same damn fight time and time again.

She’d been venting to Mona one afternoon in a coffee shop as she waited for a contact to bring them info about a new shipment that should be passing through over the weekend. It was a little risky, combining her work with a meeting with Mona now that she worked as a consultant on grand larceny cases for the LAPD. Initially it had been a condition of her parole, but it ended up suiting Mona just fine. She was a free-lancer at this point, so she only took the cases that she wanted, and she was well paid for it. Not as well-paid as Colt and Ellie, but without the overhead and without the risk. 

“He just is so single-minded, and he doesn’t understand why it bothers me.”

Mona laughed at that. “He’s Kaneko’s kid, Ellie. I don’t know what else you were expecting when you picked him over Logan.”

It was strange to think about it like that. She knew that Logan and Colt had both wanted her back then. And for a while, she and Logan were happy. But while Logan had tried to shield her from his world, Colt had encouraged her to immerse herself further. He saw potential in her, and it had been so liberating, being seen as a woman, not a child. And once it came out that Logan had only pursued her at Kaneko’s instruction, she’d just been done. She felt like a pawn and a fool, hurt and violated, so she’d turned to the only person she could count on to be blunt and direct, to respect enough at least for that.

“Have you heard from Logan at all?”

Mona shook her head. “I think he made it to Detroit, but that was years ago.”

“I hope he’s doing okay,” Ellie said as she took a sip of her coffee. Mona just raised an eyebrow, but didn’t push that topic any further. She was right. The traits that drew her to Colt in the first place were wrapped tightly with the ones that frustrated her now, all of which were proof that he was very much his father’s son.

“So other than Colt being an ass, how’s life?” Mona asked, drawing Ellie out of her nostalgic musings. She pulled out her phone and showed her a video of Margot cruising around on her new balance bike. For better or worse, this was the life she had chosen, and for all its frustrations, she knew she still had plenty to appreciate. She wouldn’t have wanted a different life, anyway.

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Margot was heavy in her arms as she rang the doorbell, praying that he wasn’t working tonight. He really wasn’t supposed to be working nights at all anymore - his cardiologist’s recommendation as part of numerous lifestyle changes - but Ellie knew he would still pick up an overnight now and then. She’d never really felt like she was in a position to question his judgement given her own career choices.

She rang the bell three times before she saw a light flip on the hallway. She let out a sigh of relief. She hadn’t wanted to have to pick the lock. A few seconds later, the door cracked open. Her father looked disoriented, his hair sticking out in numerous directions, wearing blue plaid pajama pants and an old Honor Roll Parent t-shirt.

“Ellie? What’s going-” he started, but dropped his voice to a whisper when he noticed Margot passed out against her shoulder. “Are you okay?”

Ellie nodded. “We just need a place to stay.”

He opened his mouth, clearly wanting to say more, but after a second, he just nodded and stepped aside, letting them pass through the door. He followed a few steps behind. Ellie could feel him staring at her as she carried her daughter into her old bedroom, tucking her in on the far side of the bed.

“I need to go grab our stuff from my car. Can you stay with her? She’s going to be confused if she wakes up and isn’t in her bed.”

Dad just nodded again, sitting down on the edge of the bed and running his hand soothingly over the back of his granddaughter’s head. When Ellie returned with the duffel bag and tote bags she managed to fill, all she knew she could carry at the same time as Margot, she dropped them on the floor. Anytime she had come to stay before, she’d only brought a couple days worth of clothes, so she knew the amount of luggage she’d brought was going to attract attention. He was a detective, after all.

“How long are you staying?”

All she could do was shake her head, willing herself not to cry. She felt lost and heartbroken, but more than that, she felt stupid. Stupid for ignoring everyone’s warnings about Colt, for thinking that she could have the thrills and excitement of that life without causing serious harm, for having a child with a man who could order the murder of someone without batting an eyelash.

Dad stood up and crossed over to her, wrapping his arms around her, and she couldn’t hold back anymore. She started sobbing into his chest, feeling like a child all over again. But the pain kept pouring out of her, and her father just took it all, even after everything she’d put him through over the past 13 years. And when the tears finally slowed, she let him guide her to her old bed and tuck her in right next to her daughter.

The next week was filled with rounds of Candyland and Guess Who, drives out for ice cream and donuts, and trips to the park with Abuelo. All things that Margot loved, things that would hopefully keep her happy and from asking questions that Ellie wasn’t ready to answer. How do you tell your four year old that her Daddy, the man she thought was the best on the planet, had decided to make some phone calls to end a man’s life, so they couldn’t live with him anymore? Ellie just wanted to put off that conversation for as long as possible.

But Margot was bright and curious, and all the distraction in the world wasn’t enough to make her forget her home and her father. Ellie stumbled through it the best she could, telling her that Daddy had done something very naughty that he thought was the right choice, but that was actually something really bad.

“Is Daddy in a timeout?” she asked as Ellie tucked her in, her brown eyes wide with wonder.

“Kind of, sweetie.”

“How long do Daddy’s timeouts last?”

“A long time, Margot. A very long time.”

She nodded, like it all made sense to her now. Ellie knew she couldn’t keep her from Colt forever, but until she felt like she had her feet under her again, this was probably the best approach she could hope for. She dropped a kiss to her daughter’s forehead and flipped off the lights, gently closing the door and making her way into the kitchen.

The Mancala board was set up this time. While the days were filled with fun activities for Margot, the nights had been a series of board games, just her and Dad. Just like the old days. He hadn’t asked her many questions. Ellie suspected he was so glad she had left Colt, that he didn’t want to push his luck and say the wrong thing that might send her running back to him. But tonight she was going to have to broach the subject.

“Dad, can you watch Margot tomorrow night?” she asked as she dropped her stones down, one by one, working her way around the board.

“Why? Where are you going?”

“Probably to the shop or our house. I’m going to have to talk to him at some point.”

“He’s… been riding by on that... bike of his,” Dad ground out, glancing up across the table, his eyes flitting nervously. Like she hadn’t known that was the case. She knew exactly what his bike sounded like. Besides, she knew it would be his next step. She had dozens of voicemails and unread texts from him.

“I know.”

“Do you… what I mean is… what do you want me… are you… Ellie-”

“We’re done, Dad. I don’t want to see him.” She interrupted his ramblings, and glanced up from the Mancala board at him. His shoulders visibly relaxed at her words. “But we have a kid together. I can’t just pretend he doesn’t exist.”

He let out a little hum as he contemplated his next move. “Ellie, what happened?”

She shook her head. No way he wouldn’t feel obligated to turn Colt in if he heard that he’d ordered Shaw’s shanking. “I really can’t tell you.”

“If he did something that-”

“-I still own 50% of the shop, Dad. Plus, he’s Margot’s father. This is going to be hard enough on her without him behind bars.”

She could practically feel her father’s stare, attempting to bore a hole in the top of her head as she kept her eyes on the board. She knew he wanted to know more, wanted to say more. Finally, he said, “I know you don’t want to hear this, but if you’re looking at a custody battle, him behind bars would be very helpful.”

She turned her head up and frowned. “I’m not going to throw him to the wolves. It won’t make things better, trust me.”

“Honey, you say that now, but when custody battles get going-”

“He’s not gonna fight me for custody,” Ellie interrupted. “Not as long as I let him see her every now and then.”

“How can you know that?”

“I’m gonna let him buy me out of the shop well below market value. That’s always been his priority, anyway.” She’d been mulling it over in her mind, and it seemed like her best move. They both got what they wanted. As long as she promised not to do what his mother had done, to take his kid and move as far away as possible, he would probably agree. He got his father’s legacy and a relationship with his daughter. She got the chance to shield her daughter from the harshest realities of the world where she was born. It was win-win.

She knew she was screwed professionally at this point. She’d spent the nine years since college in a job that would do little for her resume. It was a small price to pay for her daughter’s safety and well-being, though.

“Hopefully I’ll be able to get enough to get a little apartment for us, at least until I figure out what I can do for work-” she started explaining, but Dad reached across the table and grabbed her hand, cutting her off.

“You’ll both stay here as long as you need.”

“Dad, you’ve already dealt with so much of this drama. I’m not going to ask you to house us indefinitely.”

He shook his head, still holding tight to her hand. “I know you could do it on your own if you had to, Ellie. You are bright and resourceful and so determined when you need to be. But I’m your dad, and this something I can do to help you out and keep you safe.”

Tears welled in her eyes at his words. His desire to protect her from a harsh world was still there all those years later. And while it had been the bane of her existence as a teenager who thought she could handle everything that life would throw her way, his attitude felt different now that she had Margot sleeping in her childhood bed, a direct result of her own attempt to protect her child.

“Thank you, Dad,” she choked out, forcing a smile as a couple of tears spilled over onto her cheeks.

“Of course, Honey. You’re both my girls, always.”

He was right, more right than he could know. Because if Colt was cut from the same cloth as his father, well, so was she, at least where it counted. She would protect her daughter and as a family, they would get through the bad times. She hadn’t always made the right choices, but she had her daughter and she had her father. And for the time being, that would have to be enough.

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Personality / Brief history / important things about MC / Reader for my fanfics or when I make requests.

Okay, I decided to do this more for myself when I make a request to someone, but this is also useful to let you know a little more about the MC / "reader" of my fanfics.

The MC is a cis-woman of almost 1.60cm in height, (age may vary) but generally the age will be between 20 and 23. She is heterosexual/straight (I don't know if there is a difference between the two things, but I don't understand why I would have two words for the same thing) and usually in fanfics she has never had a boyfriend before the character she will be together with (be it Jake (Duskwood), Jason (Todd), Spencer (Reid) or any other character). 

She was born in Brazil and lived a large part of her life there, and depending on what story she is in, she makes an interchange trip abroad because of college, and because of that she lives far from her family and lives alone, but she has her faithful companion, a male Schnauzer dog (his name in fanfics is undetermined.)

MC has always been a lonely person, because after several events in the past she does not trust people easily, and the only people she does trust are her family, but she still has trouble talking about her problems to them.

Furthermore, MC is a very shy, introverted, anti-social person and suffers from social phobia, which of course, is a perfect combo to be an alien in society and not be able to make friends, even if she wants to.

MC also doesn't know where it all started from, but she does know that she has probably suffered from anxiety for many, many years, even though she only discovered it a short time ago, and went to get help even less time ago.

Because of anxiety, she ends up being stuck in her own world, or I should call it, hell itself. Her mind is a mess, bad, unreal and meaningless thoughts invade her mind all the time, and because she has been this way for so long without help and not knowing what to do, her situation has worsened to the point where her anxiety starts to change into a depressive anxiety.

However, as much as she has been suffering with her own mind for years, she can always count on her family whenever she needs them, even if they are distant from each other, they are inseparable. 

Her father, as much as he doesn't understand most of the things she goes through, supports her and wants the best for MC, and so he does what he can to help MC pay for psychological treatment, and even though he doesn't understand, he always makes her smile and laugh, even when the situations are bad, even though he was always busy because of work, he always did what he could to be together, even in the simplest things, like family lunch, playing video games, watching movies, shopping together.

Her mother, on the other hand, has been through similar things like MC, and always try to help her the way she can, always speaking encouraging words, helping MC to do her things when she couldn't, sleeping next to the MC when she couldn't sleep because of anxiety, always being by her side, always supporting any decision, no matter the situation, MC's mom will always be there to hear her, either to hear about something that MC wants to do a lot or when she has some fear. 

And there is also her younger brother (3 years younger), as much as they ended up arguing for silly things, he is her best friend, maybe her only true friend, always having fun together doing what they like, protecting each other, always being one for another, even when it was not known which words were right to say.

MC is blessed to have such an amazing family, and as much as she couldn't say "I love you, you are everything to me" to them, she loved them with all her heart and soul, and she couldn't say what would happen to her if she lost them, but probably something really bad would happen.

As much as it seemed that MC doesn't care about other people, maybe looking selfish and boring to others, she cares a lot about others, but she knows that this is also one of the big reasons why she suffers from anxiety, caring for others more than for herself, and for her own mental health, she had to try not to think so much about the problems of the world that she cannot solve. 

Some people may think that she was wrong in doing this, but she wanted to have some sanity, even if little and trying to recover, than to go crazy with things that are impossible to fix, at least impossible for her to fix.

(Some other things about MC, but now simpler, because I'm out of time and too lazy, help me)

- Very distracted

- Very clumsy

- Nerd

- Dreamer / lost in her own world

- Impulsive

- Impatient

- Think too much about everything

- Studious

- Lonely

- Forgotten

- Problems with deadlines, do everything at the last minute.

- Avoid fights / arguments with people she doesn't know, but if it's someone close and it's a silly fight, she'll defend that she's right until the end, if she's wrong in the fight, she'll just be quiet for a while. If it is a serious fight, she will argue for some time until the tears stop her from continuing, and then she will be silent for a long time.

- Too stubborn

- Sarcastic with the closest people

- Always try to look for the good in people, but it is impossible for her to achieve kindness in certain people.

- Pessimistic

- Very sensitive / hurts / cries easily

- Perfectionist

- Very insecure

- She cannot express in words what she feels for other people

Likes:

Chocolate

Coffee

Rainy days

Winter

Music (Mainly, pop and  rock)

To drive

Flowers

Taking pictures (mainly of landscapes)

Animals

Old things, like things related to the 60s, 70s, 80s and 90s, or things from centuries ago

History

Books

Learn things

Horror stuff (games, books, movies)

Mystery

Horseback riding

Nature

Farms

See the city lights at night

Night

Games (both video games and board / cards)

Comics, Movies, Series etc about Superheroes

Mexican food

Travel

Psychology / Understanding the human mind

Buy drawing materials and books (even though she will never use / read them)

Big clothes

Wind

Ride a bike

Explore Abandoned Places

Dislikes:

Summer

Hot days

Insects

Spiders

Her mind

Who annoy her

People fighting

See things or people comment on things related to death or illness

Having to be patient

Who speak ill of her family

Working in a group

That people belittle her feelings

Parties

People

Delays

Alcoholic beverages

Buy clothes

Make up

High heels

Short dresses

Physics

Fears / Phobias / Things that bother her:

Spiders

Falling / High height

To drown

Die

Getting seriously ill

Dark / Night

To sleep

People

Speak in public

Losing her family

Stay alone

Crowds

Closed places

Tight clothes (Because she feels they are suffocating her)

Arrive late

Forget things

Having a car accident

Never be loved / Stop being loved

Future

May her fears come true

Skills:

- To draw

- Write

- Cook

- Game programming 

- Sing

- Play keyboard and guitar

- To compose

- To dance

Hobbies:

Basically, it's her skills + reading + playing video games + taking pictures of the landscape.

Job:

Usually she either works as a waitress in a coffee shop or works in a supermarket (working at the checkout or replacing products on shelves)

As much as many find it strange, MC is very happy in her work, and does not mind working in "simple" jobs (basically jobs that earn little), and as much as she doesn't have much money, just enough to live reasonably well, she is happy with what she has and doesn't care about the money.

College: 

She studies digital game design

I think that's it, there are some other things that I only do when I'm writing specific situations, for example, MC's opinions on certain subjects, and honestly I don't have time at the moment to make the MC's different opinions, and just say that she tries to be as neutral as she can, because she knows that extremes are never good, and that when asked which side she is in a situation (depending on what it is, but usually she says), she says doesn't have a side because it doesn’t identify herself by either side, because both are extreme, and this usually leads people to think that it’s on the fence, but it’s not like that, it’s more or less. "You were teleported to a place, there are two paths, one on the right and the other on the left, at the beginning of each of these paths there is a person, each talking about their paths and talking about why their path is the best of than the other and why you should follow their path. And then you must make a choice of which path to follow " But MC does not agree with either side, and will not wait there to see which side gives her the best benefit as many would do, she goes there and moves on, where there is no path, where there is no one, because she doesn't want to be on anyone's side, she wants to make her own opinions, and not follow what a group is saying. 

Oh, and one of the philosophies she follows is of yin and yang, which says something like "There is good and there is evil, both need each other to exist, there is no good without evil, and no there is evil without good, and that nothing can be completely good or evil, since, however small, there is evil in good, and there is good in evil. "

Some phrases she would say:

"You can say anything about me, but don't come and talk about my family"

"I can't always do it, but I always try to be balanced, because I know that nothing comes out of extremism, no matter which side."

"I'm a Christian, I may not have proofs but I believe in God, but I don't believe everything in the Bible because it was made by humans, and I know that many of them used and still use people's faith to do very bad things . "

"Sorry, but I suck at remembering names, in fact, I suck at remembering."

"Shit, I knew I was forgetting something."

"I hate logic, most of these things don't make any sense!"

"At least I have you with me here DN" (DN = dog name)

"There is nothing that is not so bad that it cannot get worse"

"I think I celebrated too soon"

"I sleep! But no matter what I do, I will be forever sleepy!"

"No matter what I do, my thoughts disturb me from the moment I wake up until bedtime, and even while I'm asleep. And it happens every day."

"Sometimes ... I think ... people would be better off if I didn't exist. I just hinder and hurt people." 

"I don't know when or how it started, I just know that I have been scared forever"

"I don't do it because I want to! It's not my fault if I'm easily distracted"

"I think writing is the only way to say what I feel"

"Yes, I know, I'm crazy, you don't have to tell me that"

"I'm not a normal person. Maybe I'm not even a human? What if I'm an alien and I don't know? A synthetic human? A robot with high artificial intelligence that is identical to that of humans?"

"I don't like to be afraid, but I love to see and read horror stuff."

"I love old things, they are so fascinating"

"What day is it today?"

"I just wanted to have a little courage that other people have"

"I have no hope of anything, as always, every time I had hope, very bad things happened, close people and pets died when I had hope that they would survive. For me, hope has long since died."

"I think, in a way, I am a miracle, just like my brother. I mean, it was almost impossible for my mom to have a baby, and look, here I am."

"I'm not cute!"

"I'm not short, I'm average height, it's the rest of the people who are very tall"

(Maybe I wrote a lot? Did I overdo it?)

Sorry if there is something confusing or errors in English 

[birdeedee]

Andromeda Six Actor!AU - Background Info

*Slams fist on table* Nobody asked for this but hERE WE GO (under the read more because I got carried away)

Cal: Was originally a model before he got into acting. Started off mostly with photo shoots and print photography before he blew up after he landed a job with a particularly big brand that used his face everywhere. He decided to branch out into acting as a hobbie (*cough* his agent told him to *cough*) and took an Intro to Acting for the Camera class - where he met Aya. Him and Aya have known each other the longest out of the entire A6 cast.

Aya: Started off on broadway (because of course she did) right out of high school. She wasn’t much of a singer and stuck to more dance heavy roles and shows (think shows like Cats, where you don’t watch for the plot, you watch for the amazing performers). After a few years of doing on and off broadway shows, she decided she wanted a change of pace, but she knew she wanted to pursue acting still. So she signed up for the first Acting for the Camera class she could find, because she knows stage acting and camera acting are very different, and the first person she pesters is the grumpy hot guy brooding in the corner (they become instant best friends- from Aya’s point of view).

Damon: Absolute heartthrob, I’m telling you. He’s always been extremely charismatic and he knows it. He landed his first acting job when he had just gotten out of highschool, a CW like show that lasted a few years before it got canceled. The role got the ball rolling on his career, and with a few appearances in small films and tv shows, he solidified his image as the “charismatic bad boy” (which is to say he definitely had a casting type). He’s absolutely done a few photo shoots with Cal, but the two never really got to know each other that well besides work related stuff.

June: Has been in the public eye the longest out of all the cast members. He started out as a Canadian country artist (i will die on this hill. you cannot convince me he was not) but it took him a while to gain traction in the industry. He had a small following for a good few years before one of his songs got extremely popular- but only really in Canada. He always had loved acting, he performed in all his local small town productions when he was growing up (June is from the praries, fight me) and so he decided to give acting a go. He’s starred in a few Life Time movies, the cheesier the better, but still was only popular in Canada. Until he landed the role in A6, that is.

Bash: Always thought he was going to go into a STEM field of some kind, it was always what interested him from the get go. But he was also known as the class clown where ever he went, and he was extremely charismatic. Whether he used that charisma for good or not, who knows. As his interest in science, engineering specifically, grew so did his love for comedy and stand up. He would watch old stand up shows and analyze them for what exactly made a joke a good joke (bash is a closet nerd!! He is the epitome of jock-nerd and that is final!!) and he realized that so many comedians went into acting, which led him to go down many, many rabbit holes. He still went to uni for a bit, as it didn’t quite register in his head that he could actually pursue acting and comedy as a career. He took training here and there because he loved it so much, but it wasn’t until after university that he really started to view it as a career option.

Ryona: Loved, loved, loved acting when she was growing up. She begged her parents to let her audition for local productions and would always try out for her school plays. But as she got older her passion for acting slowly dwindled and was replaced by the passion for helping people, aided by the fact that her parents were both doctors. She ended up going to nursing school, and in her first year she found out her uni had some extra courses, one of which was an acting course. She took it thinking nothing of it at the time but once she got a taste for it she realized that, as much as she loved helping people, acting was something she really, really loved as well and absolutely wanted to pursue it. She and Bash dated briefly when they both went to uni, but it ended on a good note and they’re still friends!

Vexx: Was a child star, something a kin to the Olsen twins. He was too young to remember most of it, but the public loved him. He was adorable as a baby and because of that he was in everything. But as he got older and his parents allowed him to make his own decisions he decided to stop acting all together and live a normal life. He stopped appearing in anything around his early teens, so he got to finish his high school career without any major public scandals. He got a degree in English literature but once he graduated he found himself wanted to revisit his acting career, and he’s determined to breakout of his child star image.

MC: Besides the fact that they come from a very big actor family, they’re a complete nobody in the business, they don’t have any major titles under their belt and A6 is the first show they’ve worked on as a lead. Previously, the biggest role they’ve had has been actor roles, but they’ve mostly just done background work. When they landed the role for A6 it was a major shocker because most of they’re family is so well known in the business that the public didn’t even know they existed (because anybody who is worth knowing about would have already made themselves known, right?)

I might revisit these later on and tweak them, but they’ve been stuck in my head for so long I might as well share them.

[alixsgardenofnope]

What The Music Does: To You, To Me

I did some more writing, because I felt like it, and it’s a good way to waste time while I wait around for a delivery.

[Warnings moving ahead: Kind of sad/ominous undertones, brief depiction of a mild panic attack.]

With this in mind, please proceed at your own discretion.

. . . . .

If Havve still had a normal stomach, he might have felt the dread pooling in the pit of it as the navigation system chimes and a robotic voice announces their arrival in the atmosphere of MC-473. The planet is small and devoid of intelligent lifeforms, so far as the scanners can tell, but they’ve been wrong before, and MC-473 has a habit of doling out unwanted surprises, looking away from the computer screens, Havve’s gaze land on Sung, only to find himself locking eyes with the other before both stiffly, and awkwardly turn away.

Sung remembers this place, too, then. 

Havve shakes his head to clear his mind and returns to his work.

As they descend as quickly, and carefully, as they can manage, Havve hears a sharp inhale of breath to his right and instinctively snaps his head in that direction, seeing Phobos, golden eyes wide open, as he stares, unblinking, out the observation window at the planet’s surface below. It’s hard to tell from this distance if the sound is one of shock or amaze.

MC-473 is arguably a very pretty world, a many colored canvas of strange yet beautiful plantlife, littered with massive crystal structures that catch the light of the sun in just the right way to paint the afternoon sky a soft pink, making everything glitter and shine. Looking at it now, Havve can see why researchers had come here the first time; the brightness and sparkle of it all must have seemed promising back then, but looking at all the abandoned labs and abandoned mining equipment, it’s obvious all this accursed place is is a giant, glimmering lie, and a beacon of false hope.

It takes around two hours after they land for the group to exit the ship, though Havve would rather not leave at all, having to stick to protocol and make sure everything is secure and in place before getting feet on the ground. Looking around at the rest of the group, Havve has to tap his hand on the window to draw Phobos away from it, watching the man startle slightly as he looks up at him. 

Tentatively, Havve signs to him, “Are you feeling sick?”, furrowing his brow as much as his face will allow.

Phobos shakes his head, adjusting the collar around his neck, fiddling with a button on the side before replying with a clipped, “All good.”

When had he turned his translator off? Why was it off? Havve pats the smaller man’s shoulder, nodding to him before signing loosely, “Ten minutes.”

Phobos hums, hand still pressed to the collar, twisting it side to side.

‘He’s fidgeting.’ Havve sighs internally, ‘Something is wrong here. I’ll have to keep an eye on him.’

As they make their way across the landing platform, Sung is busy chatting with Meouch, who had been quieter than usual upon arrival, much like Phobos had been, but it’s a different kind of quiet, almost remorseful in a way, but when he looks over to their friend, his face doesn’t show even the slightest hint of sadness or guilt.

‘Am I projecting his feelings onto others again?’ Havve wonders, scanning the nearby outbuildings for any signs of life, and then rescanning them as they walk away. Nothing.

‘There’s nothing here, thank the stars.’

Just as he lets his shoulders drop, the tension leaving his body, he feels something press against his back and startles, twisting around at light speed, hand already reaching for the gun on his hip, but he freezes when he sees Phobos’ head hanging there.

“I can’t...” Phobos wheezes, “I can’t...” 

Havve turns back to call out to the others, but they’re already out of range, examining a bent over and rusty looking radio tower, and something tells him that drawing more attention to whatever is wrong with their companion might just make it worse.

Carefully, Havve shifts, looking back at Phobos once more before turning around to face him head on, hand shakily reaching out towards him before dropping back down to his side. No, he shouldn’t touch him, it’s like when Sung has one of his bad days, touching isn’t a good idea, he has to...

Lowering the volume on his mask, Havve makes lets out a little cough, drawing Phobos’ attention up to him, Havve winces as he sees Phobos’ eyes through his visor; they have a noticeable darkness to them. Physically, Phobos is very much in front of him right now, but mentally he’s somewhere else.

Although it’s definitely not the best decision in the world, Havve claps his hands together, making Phobos jump slightly, and watches as his vision clears.

“Havve...?” 

He nods.

Phobos looks around them, “Meouch and Sung...?”

Havve gestures ahead of them, thankfully the others are still examining the radio tower, discussing something quietly between one another, he signs, “Sick?”

There’s a pause as Phobos reaches a hand up to his neck again before lowering it, raising the other and moving them both inward, palms facing his chest, “Afraid.” he replies with his hands.

Havve’s lip twitches, “Why are you afraid?” he asks, watching as Phobos flexes his fingers.

“Familiar.” is all he says before a cheerful voice breaks the silence.

“Hey, ya nerds, pick up the pace, we have a rover to collect!” Sung calls out, waving at them enthusiastically, “If you don’t hurry up, I’m gonna go explore this unfamiliar and dangerous planet without you and get eaten by a lizard monster or something~!”

Havve wants to tell him there aren’t any lizard monsters on MC-473, but honestly he doesn’t know what could be living on this godforsaken rock nowadays, so he stays quiet, looking to Phobos, “Are you alright with going further?” 

Phobos kicks a loose rock with his foot before placing his hands on his hips and nodding determinedly, “I’d rather march into potential danger with friends than be alone right now.” he admits.

Havve nods, but then signs between them so the others can’t see, “Tell me if you need to return to the ship and I will go with you.”

As they continue their journey across MC-473, with Sung leading the way, chirping out a random tune in a language that Havve recognizes but no longer understands, Phobos remains a bit out of it, but is less noticeably distracted as he joins in with the peculiar song their leader is singing.

“Whatcha guys singing?” Meouch asks after they reach the third or fourth verse, “It’s starting to get a bit creepy.”

“I don’t know!” Sung laughs, “Or more like, don’t remember~!” 

“What?” the cat frowns, “Then why...?” he gestures vaguely, looking to Havve, who merely shrugs.

“More to the point, how do both of you know it?”

Phobos, who is still dully humming the song, pauses and looks up at one of the large crystals piercing the ground, gliding a hand across it thoughtfully, “It’s... It’s hard to explain. I just... know it? Not here-” he taps the side of his helmet, “-but here.” he hits his chest lightly.

Sung nods, folding his arms, “It’s just there.”

“Well, can you stop?” Meouch asks, voice wobbling slightly, “The lyrics are ominous as hell.”

Havve tenses, ‘Meouch can understand it?’

“Really?” Phobos muses aloud, “I think it’s kind of comforting in my opinion.”

Sung nods in agreement with Phobos, the two looking at each other with some weird sense of understanding, before they ultimately stop singing... The song, however, continues and the group stills.

Havve closes his eyes and listens, audibly releasing a sigh of relief and uttering, “Echo.”

“Makes sense.” Sung says, hitting a nearby crystal with his knuckles, “These things are like glass, they carry vibrations well... That’s good to know moving forward, despite the looks of these things, they’re not very sturdy, making too much noise might cause them to break.”

Meouch crosses his arms, “No more singing then?” he asks, visibly nervous.

“No more singing.” Sung confirms, continuing forward, “It was a catchy tune though.”

“Yeah...” Phobos murmurs almost wistfully. 

“Again, it was freaking creepy.” Meouch says, following after Sung, “How can a song about death and destruction be ‘catchy’ or ‘comforting’?”

Havve looks between them, raising an eyebrow as Sung splutters out, “It’s not about something like that, it’s about hope!”

“How is it about hope, when it uses the line ‘all was lost and never to be found again’??” 

As the two argue back and forth, occasionally elbowing the other, Havve turns his attention to Phobos, whose mood has lifted significantly from earlier, tapping his arm, signing, “What does the song make you think about?” as they climb up to the top of a hill, looking out over a sea of glowing crystals, “Hope?”

Phobos smiles, “Home.”

Despite the relaxed tone of his friend’s voice, Havve feels his stomach twist.

“I am... home.”

[cynicaljapanophile]

HPHM Theatre AU Headcanons P. I

I'm shit at writing and my memories of theatre are bad but here we go with some high-quality trash headcanons about the HPHM cursebreaker squad as theater nerds

Hana Kim(MC)

Doesn't remember why she joined in the first place

Is that kid that always gets the lead role no matter what

Really likes musicals but doesn't like performing in them a lot

If someone messes up she makes everyone start over

Hold the record for fastest costume change

Once changed in a dark room with Talbott in it

Memorizes dance routines in five minutes

Can't sit still when she's getting her hair and makeup done

Once auditioned for a play Merula was auditioning for just to spite her

She only wears cast t-shirts

She is always stressing out the stage manager

Owns 11 pairs of jazz shoes and 14 pairs of tap shoes

Regularly calls people by their characters names

Charlie Weasley

Joined because of Andre and Bill

Does "Basic" things

Paints sets

An incident happened a few years ago known as the cord incident

Doesn't like to speak about cord incident

Gets upset when people leave the costumes around

No one other than the main cursebreaker squad has seen him get upset

He spent a week making posters and 3 days putting them off only to be told it was canceled

Rowan is still traumatized

Sits in during auditions

Can actually sing

He just has bad stage fright

Is usually stressed because he's always working with idiots but when his family comes by with Fred and George...

Fred and George were responsible for the cord incident

Is concerned how seriously how everyone takes amateur theatre

Questions his decision to join every day

Rowan Khanna

Joined with Hana and Ben

Her acting is 7/10 and her singing is 6/10

Performed once as the understudy of an understudy

Isn't a fan when they have little kids perform in their plays

Doesn't perform but is really passionate about theatre

Has written three original stageplays

Holds record for second fastest clothing change

has a personal grudge against Merula and doesn't try to hide it

Gets annoyed when Merula "drags on"

When this happens she just moves the spotlight

Might have had something to do with the cord incident

Has played RATM on the sound system at full blast

Gets genuinely excited during performances

Listen in onto Merula talking shit about everyone through her mic

Regularly sleeps on set

Is just happy to be involved

Bill Weasley

Probably one of the main actors

Is always stressed by the literal three second changes

Almost broke his arm trying to change

He sprained his ankle though

He is terrible at musicals

It isn't even as if he is a bad singer

He just can't hit those high notes

"How the fuck did you hit that note"(Probably directed towards Penny)

Probably that guy that says you shouldn't take theatre seriously and you should just have fun but  will get frustrated quickly if you mess up the choreography

Gets to excited

Is obsessed with Les Mis

MC : We did Les Mis a year ago stop singing."

Really popular

Ben Copper

Has the voice of an angel but screams like a siren on stage

Has terrible stage fright

Originally auditioned for a role in The Sound of Music but fainted and just decided to become a stagehand

Helps with makeup

He unintentionally calms everyone down

He doesn't perform but he gets the most stressed

Will ask the same question twelve time s

Gives the occasional singing lesson

Helps Bill out the most

Is a really good actor

Acting is 10/10 and his singing is 10/10

Ben is just 10/10

Was once an extra and nearly threw up

He's an amazing actor and singer...

But he can't fucking dance

Despite this, he really likes elaborate dance numbers

Works with Charlie and Rowan the most

Gets excited once everything starts

Is appreciated like he should be

Nymphadora Tonks

Originally actress but started to be a stagehand lately

The theatre does a lot of musicals and romance plays so she doesn't perform as much

Is tone deaf

She never checks in

When she does get a role she never practices

But can recite all of her lines perfectly opening night

Always wears wigs

Is a fan of newer musicals

Wants to do a "horror" play

Has done nineteen roles

She also can't fucking dance

Makes bad "creative" decisions

"Why is the tree pink"

Encourages everyone

Can cry on demand

Is really good at improv

First timers at the theatre are always confused because she is only referred to by her last name

Is popular, especially amongst kids

Tulip Karasu

Joined because her mother kept telling her to join an extracurricular activity or get a job

Can't act to save her life

She is also a trash singer(I love her but... She can't fucking sing)

She usually just paints sets

But when doing sound design hse does dumb shit

She once blasted All-Star on the sound system

When the theatre did The Frog Prince she replaced the frog puppet with Dennis

Always gets in trouble with the stage manager

Never works with Merula

Occasionally choreographs dance numbers

Originally a prompter

But the stage manager "fired" her when she found out she was feeding the actors wrong lines

Penny Haywood

Is always typecasted

She prefers musicals to plays

Knows how to tap dance

She has relatives on Broadway

Owns 19 pairs of tap shoes

Has never missed a cue

Does a lot of improv

Is bad at memorizing her lines

Has stolen a prop

Called Merula by her character name for a week because she forgot her name

Is terrible at painting props

Is occasionally the prompter

Helps others practice their lines

Andre Egwu

Is the only costume designer

Is always judging everyone's fashion sense

Will give them death glares hen giving them their costumes

His "office" is covered with corkboards with pictures of colors and outfits connected with string and tape

Has a costume planner with 173 sticky notes

Has acted once or twice

Is extremely passive aggressive

At the end of every rehearsal, he questions what he's doing

[momestuck]

Epilogues

Oh boy, we’re back.

So if anyone’s not heard The News this 13/4/2019, Homestuck’s gone and done its epilogue(s) at last.

I am now several hours behind the hype curve, so no doubt the kind of person who reads this blog has already read the upd8 and developed an Opinion. Nevertheless, the duty falls upon me to liveread this.

So, it starts with an AO3 joke. Obvious comments out of the way:

“oh hey it’s well known fanfic author Cepheid_Variable” (which answers my question of whether Hussie’s still the only author: no)

“damn that’s a hefty content warning”

“this is a nice way to repeat the theme that ‘canon’ is less important than the personal and collective understandings developed by each reader, by presenting the ‘canon’ ending as just another fanfic”

of course, not every interpretation is created equal in terms of its social reception. Homestuck has already touched on discourses of ‘good fandom’ vs ‘bad fandom’ with the Calliope/Caliborn dichotomy; no doubt, with Hussie inviting a fanfiction writer on board, he took care to make a choice of a generally respected author

It continues the joke by being straight up prose. Physics terms are thrown about like a series of slightly dubious similes. The prose gets purpler and purpler until...

Your name is John Egbert, and you have just had a terrible, deeply pretentious nightmare. You snap out of bed, soaked in sweat, your heart hammering like a fire alarm. It is just as you feared. You’ve been dreaming in anime again. And you have no idea what it could mean.

Haha, got you again, suckers. Cake: had, and eaten. (Also, act 7 was literally anime so... yeah, sure thing.)

[ @drc4ble tells me there’s another level to this troll, in that Cephied_Variable is quoting a part of her own fic in this intro.]

You’ve always been confused about what, exactly, they contribute to the global economy. But it’s pretty cute how much they love playing at being suburban businessmen.

“cw: capitalism” indeed

So, in the idyllic world we saw in the credits upd8, all is not so well for the beta kids. John is 23, which means it is now, in canon as well as out, 10 years since the comic began.

Rose starts dropping some exposition, drawing on her Seer of Light abilities; of note is the ‘breakdown of boundaries’ between the different incarnations of the kids she describes:

ROSE: It’s not about gaining additional power, so much as the gradual dissolving of the boundaries between your own awareness and that of your many doomed selves who perished in other timelines.

ROSE: It’s a slow and apparently rather uncomfortable accretion of knowledge. Perhaps I’m the only one to notice any change, since my aspect explicitly relates to knowledge.

Jade has apparently detected that godtier!Calliope destroyed the Green Sun, ‘from this frame of reference’.

In much more important news than the end of the universe(s), we get confirmation of Jadedavekat OT3, or something like it:

she’s been gallivanting around with Dave and Karkat under whatever perplexing social arrangement they have settled on.

Another interesting turn of phrase:

ROSE: You will need to travel back into canon and defeat Lord English.

‘Canon’ is certainly a choice of words, given this is being presented as a fanfic. This is spelled out, which I’m going to quote at length:

ROSE: In other words, there is an important distinction between events which can be considered to occur inside canon, outside canon, and those which are not canon at all.

ROSE: The day we went through that door and claimed our reward, we passed a threshold between continua marked by differing degrees of relevance, truth, and essentiality.

ROSE: Those are the three pillars of canon.

JOHN: what?

Rose shoots you an irritated look. You know what that look means. It’s reserved for the sort of bozo who just said “what” once too often.

ROSE: Any event said to take place inside canon will have nonzero values of relevance and essentiality, while maintaining an absolute foundation in truth, by definition.

ROSE: Whereas events outside canon have diminished values of relevance and essentiality. Or, for the most part, can be considered neither relevant nor essential at all.

ROSE: But such events can’t be said to be untrue either. Instead, it’s better to regard their truth value as highly conditional.

ROSE: Are you still following?

In short: what happens in the ‘C’ universe, stays in the ‘C’ universe; it is not ‘essential’, either in the carefully-constructed-timeline sense, or, I think it’s implied, in the development of plot and theme in the story. This is one perspective on how John, Rose etc. choose to return to ‘canon’, but we are implicitly invited to come up with our own.

More precisely, everything after ‘today’ is declared non-canon, which is to say we have completely free rein; everything before ‘today’ is outside of canon, meaning we have explicit invitation to decide what happens ‘off screen’, but I presume we need to accept such things as, e.g. Rose and Kanaya getting married and the rest of the credits upd8.

But because they’re about to enter the 無 state of non-canon, they must tie up the comic’s major loose end, and deal with Lord English - since their ‘escape’ depends on that being canon.

It’s exactly as dumb-clever-convoluted as I want Homestuck to be, at this stage.

Further caveats on this whole ‘canon authentication’ gig: by reaching the ‘victory state’, Rose and all the other main characters have relinquished their ability to play a major role in canon, so John - who retains his retcon powers - has to go it alone. Or not quite alone - he has to pick up different versions of the MCs, from different points in the timeline.

So this is going to be a total fanservice fest huh. But then, I mean who would come back three years later to read a Homestuck epilogue but the kind of nerd who cares very very much about minute details of canon?

Anyway, that aside, back to shipping discourse. Roxy and Callie’s relationship is underlined, while being explicitly vague about the details of that ‘weird, ambiguous’ relationship. The narration has John dwelling on unrequited feelings for Roxy. Also there’s a mention of the ring of life, which is a plot detail I had totally forgotten about. Three years, huh.

Going to highlight this quote:

Suddenly, Calliope bolts upright.

CALLIOPE: of coUrse! what was i thinking.

CALLIOPE: this decision is far too important to be made on an empty stomach.

Callie is exactly right to check if her friend has eaten when he’s suffering an anxiety attack :) :)

Unfortunately she then makes him make another decision... which might imply Homestuck is going to return to a reader-prompted format, or at least a poll, which they’re testing out here. I don’t know. Anyway, the ride never ends, etc. etc.

[reifromrfa]

RFA guys + Minor Trio are Vampires

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Yoosung

Yoosung protects

Seriously though, all he wants to do is make sure you’re safe and happy, so having superhuman strength and speed gives him the ability to do just that!

So?? Adorable???

Uses his powers to save cats from trees

SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK

Lol ask him to bite you and watch him have a crisis

Super speed helps him with his studies and gives him more time to play LOLOL

Maybe if he makes you immortal you won’t leave him like Rika did welp

He can see well in the dark, so no need to be afraid of the dark anymore!

Still checks under the bed for monsters though this cutie

Shapeshifts into a bat when you’re mad at him because damn it he’s just so cute you can’t yell at a little bat

With the wrong type of encouragement, you’ll have yourself a full-blown possessive vampire boyfriend, which is someone you will never be able to leave, so make this choice wisely~

If you make the decision to be with him forever

He would be so!!! Excited!!!

It’ll be like an eternal sleepover with your best friend!

Zen

Stereotypical gorgeous vampire much?

He was already handsome as a mortal, now it’s 100x harder to keep people away from him ;;;

Guess this explains the red eyes

Still an absolute theater nerd

“Careful, babe,” he’ll say with a fanged smile, “you wouldn’t want to release the Beast.”

Hates to be hungry in front of you, it makes him...hungry ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) you know exactly what we’re talking about

What if he hurts you? Or what if he frightens you? What if you find him revolting?

“Hyun, let’s be honest...you’re not revolting. You’re THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON ON THIS PLANET.”

Oh God he’d be shedding tears of joy

He doesn’t feel cold anymore, but when you guys go to the rooftop to gaze at stars he always makes sure to bring a jacket and blankets for you

Would definitely ask you to consider living an immortal life with him and he’d be elated if you agree

Of course after you’ve turned he wouldn’t be afraid of hurting you anymore and omg imagine all the broken furniture after he unleashes the beast  

Jaehee

You’d have to be nothing less than superhuman to be Jumin’s assistant

So efficient in everything she does, so graceful, so breathtaking!

But you do not want to get on her bad side

Her glares alone are enough to curdle blood, but threaten the RFA and she will dispose of them without a trace

Jumin recieves a fresh bottle of red wine

When you come into her life she is shook

For so long she’s suppressed her human side to be the perfect assistant, but then here you are, supporting her and making her laugh and she’s experiencing feelings she hasn’t felt in a long time???

She gets so flustered and slightly clumsy around you especially when you compliment her it’s so cute

Going to midnight showings of Zen’s works together!!!

Is unimpressed with vampire jokes, if only because Mr. Han and Seven use them all the time

But if they make you laugh she’ll begrudgingly allow them

She’s so grateful to have you in her unlife, she will always make sure to tell you so

Teaches you all about vampire strengths and weaknesses, including ways to deter them just in case

“Feel free to use pepper spray on Seven if he bothers you too much.”

Any amount of time she spends with you is a blessing

If you bring up wanting to stay at her side forever, she’ll sit you down for a ~serious discussion~

Giving up mortality is a big decision! What if you grow tired of her? Or can’t handle outliving the world around you?

But you want to stay by her side! There’s no changing your mind! You want to protect her as she protects you!

She’s not crying, you’re crying

Okay you’re both crying

Jumin

Tells the most vampire puns, in a totally flat voice and with a totally straight face

“MC, who do you think should be my...necks victim?”

-____________________- Jumin no.

Loves hearing your heart beat faster when he’s close to you

So classy, he drinks blood from wine glasses

It makes sense that’s he’s so rich, he’s had a century to accumulate his wealth

Neck fetish

Jaehee gets a heart attack everytime she enters his office because it’s always so dark

You once visited him in the office and when you came in it was dark

And Jumin whirls around in his chair, stroking Elizabeth the 3rd in his lap with a sinister smile on his face

“Velcome to my lair, MC.”

*facepalm* *roflmao*

But you love this man so much

His staff would be afraid of him but they’re so jealous at how he seems to look effortlessly young and handsome all the time

Regarding immortality, he would want to spend the rest of his life with you but of course he would ask for your consent first

And maybe ask you to sign an agreement contract or two ;;;

Saeyoung

Can be goddamn brooding if he’s alone with his thoughts for too long

Mixes lingo from different eras on purpose

Abuses his godlike strength by constantly sweeping you off your feet

Ask him if he sparkles like the vampires in Twilight

He’ll roll around in glitters and take you to the park, where everyone can marvel at his sparkly skin put your shirt back on you’ve made your point Saeyoung

LOVES cosplaying as Edward Cullen

“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb” *eyebrow wiggle*

Saeyoung stahp

He will have his broody moments though and he’ll try to push you away because he’s dangerous

An immortal hacker/secret agent,you sure know how to pick ‘em MC

Drives Vanderwood insane because he can make a dozen dog robots in two hours but not finish his work???

If you try to ask him any vampire-related questions, you will never get a straight answer

“Are you afraid of garlic?”

“GAELIC??? MC I KNOW HOW TO SPEAK GAELIC WHY WOULD I BE AFRAID OF IT??? GOD SEVEN FEARS NO LANGUAGES!!!!”

Sigh. “What about running water?”

“Jeez, MC, if you think I stink just tell me. No need to be rude.”

You give up

On a more serious note, he’d go back and forth between wanting you to be with him forever and wanting you to live an actual life

Contents himself with just being around you for a short while, he’ll bow out at soon as you seem to grow tired of him

To prove your love for him, you make him turn you into a vampire, that way you’re also indestructible and you can live out the rest of your life with him

V

There’s something poetic about someone who can’t show up in pictures and old mirrors putting his heart and soul into recreating the world around him through art

With immortality in play, he wants to catch as many moments as he can before they pass by

If you sketch him, he will be so moved because A. he hasn’t seen his own face since becoming a vampire and B. he’s never been the model

Omg V if only you knew you’re as beautiful as your photographs

Have you ever wondered why V is his nickname?

He has to change aliases every few decades and he decided to use the letters of the alphabet; he’s on V now lololol

Knows all the best places and he’ll take you around the world with him

His vampire abilities will only be used for good and for helping others

And also taking photos

“V, please don’t lean so far off the edge” ;;;

“I’m fine, MC. You don’t have to--”

Falls off the cliff

It’s a good thing he doesn’t bleed. Or die.

Would love to spend forever with you but he would never pressure you; would also feel guilty for even thinking that ;;;

But when you reassure him for the millionth time that you love him and want to spend an immortal life with him he finally turns you into a vampire

He spends eternity marveling at the beauty of the world with you and he will do whatever it takes to make you happy and keep you by his side

Saeran

Typical secluded vampire, prefers to venture out in the dead of night

Embraces dark aesthetics

Death toll rises when he’s in a bad mood/thirsty

So intimidating, nobody will ever dare messing with you even when he’s not around

They learned the hard way

He loves looking at the sky so being under the sun doesn’t bother him

He loves looking at you more though

And he’s so stiff and awkward around you because he doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you

Like that time when he held your hand and you ended up at the hospital coz he broke your fingers ;;;

He’s cold to the touch so he doesn’t know what to do when you’re shivering

Will wrap you in a blanket as slowly and gently as he possibly could

By the time he’s done you probably have icicles hanging down your nose lololol

Or he would wear a jacket or a coat when you guys go out so he could offer them to you if ever you get cold

He wants you to stay with him forever and will probably be the least shy or guilty about it

You’re the only person who understands him and accepts him and he’s head over heels in love with you

The thought of living forever without you seems lonely and desolate

He doesn’t even remember how he spent all those centuries without you

Your becoming a vampire would mean the world to him

And omg get ready to experience Saeran in all his glory ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

No more holding back! He’s been dying lol no jk he can’t die to hug you and now he holds you every chance he can

Saeran smiles more now and he sincerely looks forward to your future together

Vanderwood

Super speed is used to clean Saeyoung’s room faster

Super senses to track down Saeyoung when he’s avoiding work yet again

Will probably compel Saeyoung to finish his work when he’s desperate ;;;

He’s equivalent to ten bodyguards so you’re always safe

He has a lot of enemies thanks to his job though, so Vandy prefers having you in his line of sight at all times

Even if it means stalking you sometimes ;;;

He gives you his favorite taser so you can defend yourself

Pfft you wouldn’t have to though, Mary Vanderwood the 3rd has you covered

He’ll be like Saeyoung sometimes, trying to act detached and say mean things to get you to stay away from him

But he’s the one who can’t stay away from you

Won’t encourage you to become immortal like him because he doesn’t want you to regret it after a century

But if you choose to be with him, Vanderwood will be so happy and he will love you and protect you for all eternity

[raguna-blade]

Getting Closer to actually daily rambling

So, I am, slowly, quite slowly, achingly slowly, working my way to doing a big ole analysis of Persona 5 Because that’s the exact kind of nerd I am but one thing has kind of stuck out to me in Persona 5 as a weird problem.

Like, in a game that starts out with a PRETTY FUCKING DIRE stance on sexualization of young women, what the fuck is going on with Ann?

LIke, it’s weird that the game starts off so strong on that front, and then from that point forward in regards to Ann drops the ball like a lead weight into a blackhole.

Seriously, the statement is made rather objectively and clearly, Don’t Sexualize the young lady and then...proceeds to kind of do that the entire game right? Unless I’m misremembering things rather badly which is quite possible.

And I got a little mini essay thing of notes hidden away elsewhere right now looking at it, but this one thought came to mind semi recently and well...

Ok, let’s talk about themes in the persona games, at least in the last three mainline ones alright? And specifically, we’re gonna talk about said themes in relation to Shadows which are of varying levels of importance throughout the series. Honestly, I should one day do the first couple of games to get a full picture of it but...

Still before we go further, Quick definition. Fans will know, unfan’s won’t, but either way I want to be clear of the definition I’m rolling with here. What the flip fuck is a Shadow? In series, a Shadow is basically an embodiment of well...You. It’s all the stuff you repress about yourself, and in series that’s pretty universally negative.

Thing is though, the thing about that, Shadows in Jungian Psych aren’t. As I understand it anyway, they’re not inherently negative. Shadows are basically just whatever you repress about yourself, good or bad. It’s whatever you refuse to acknowledge, either because of trauma, danger, ignorance, actual refusal, whatever. Anything and everything about yourself that you don’t ever want to deal with and you shove off into the negative space of your mind halls so you don’t have to deal with it ever again becomes a part of the Shadow.

Got it? Cool.

Now themes though. Persona 3 has a pretty cut and dry theme (more or less, and drawing from rather old memories at this point) involving Death, Mortality, and the fact that you are absolutely positively going to kick the fucking bucket one day so you better live up and be the best you you possibly can be of yourself. You see it in all of the Persona’s and how they evolve going through the game’s story line. Inevitably, as they have to deal with things that they’ve struggled with in a unvarnished and straightforward way, they have to integrate these new truths into themselves and basically become better people, more whole. And in doing so, their persona’s grow up and become stronger.

Now as far as shadows go, they never really make an appearance in the game formally (in the sense of specific shadows relevant to the characters themselves. You spend the entire game putting foot to shadowy ass, much to your detriment) EXCEPT FOR, Strega and those who use the drugs to control their personas. Which is weird, because they’re still personas right? Except that a Persona is EXPLICITLY a tamed shadow, yourself put under your control more or less, so for Strega and the other drug users, They haven’t actually done the proper actualization that the rest of SEES and them do to get their persona’s under their control. They haven’t exactly confronted themselves and overcome it, thus why, occasionally, their Persona Flip out and try to kill them because YOU STILL HAVEN’T GOTTEN THIS SHIT UNDER CONTROL YOU NINNIES.

Make sense? Cool, we move forward to 4.

Four has a rather explicit and subtle theme about reaching out to the truth and cutting through ignorance to find the heart of things, and as regards shadows and self, acknowledging your true self. The more you do it, the stronger your persona becomes etc etc, but unique here is that everyone (and I include MC here because I am DAMN certain that Teddie is his castoff shadow but that’s a whole other story) literally confronts their shadows before making them into their personas, and what we see universally is that their shadows are...Kind of raging assholes yes, but also none of them are exactly you know...EVIL. Kind of dickish, and playing up fears and such, but that’s kind of what happens when you don’t deal with your shadow. Let it fester and you start getting weird neuroses about things and start tearing yourself up about such minor things as you know, hating the town you live in, the distinct possibility that you’re nowhere near as straight as you thought you were, the disquieting thought that you’re basically whoring yourself out to make a living, or that you’ve got a distinct and actual problem with Gender In Regards to your desired profession and/or yourself.

You know. Minor Teen things.

But Inevitably, you confront yourself, you confront the situation, you integrate, and your shadow becomes your persona. Cool Story.

Now I’m going to pause here and mention something that only explicitly becomes a thing here in four and that is that Shadows are shown universally to have bright yellow GLEAMING eyes, and that’s going to become SILLY important in about 20 seconds.

SO WE MOVE ON TO PERSONA 5, with it’s themes of rebellion and freedom, and being your own authentic self all times everytime, anytime. Symbolized, rather explicitly, by the outfits each and every one of the Phantom Thieves wear when they enter a Palace.

Which is cool, but I hear you asking, but what of the shadows? WHAT OF THE SHADOWS MAN.

Where the fuck are they? I mean, yeah their persona but...

Hey.

Hey buddy.

You remember every single time the characters transform for the first time their eyes turn into that gleaming yellow color in their eye spaces?

Why it’s almost like they’re...Almost like they’re becoming their shadows?

Why yes, that is exactly what I think is happening here, because TO A MAN, every shadow summon we see has them saying some frankly OMINOUS SHIT. Like...One second let me just rip from the SMT Wiki right quick.

Listen to this shit Arsene Says when he’s summoned.

"What's the matter...? Are you simply going to watch? Are you forsaking him to save yourself? Death awaits him if you do nothing. Was your previous decision a mistake then? Very well...I have heeded your resolve. Vow to me. I am thou, thou art I...Thou who art willing to perform all sacrilegious acts for thine own justice! Call upon my name, and release thy rage! Show the strength of thy will to ascertain all on thine own, though thou be chained to Hell itself!" 

Now if Persona Are Shadows, an established fact in canon, the fact Arsene is saying this to Akira is KIND OF FUCKING CONCERNING, and as I realized like yesterday pretty explicitly foreshadows the bad end. Because well...Do what I want for my own justice? yeah no way that can go wrong it’s not like anyone else in the game is doing that no sirree.

But this is about Ann right? And her frankly kind of weird sexualization that’s going on throughout the game?

What’s Carmen Got to say?

"My... It's taken far too long. Tell me... Who is going to avenge her if you don't? Forgiving him was never the option... Such is the scream of the other you that dwells within... I am thou, thou art I... We can finally forge a contract... There you go... Nothing can be solved by restraining yourself. Understand? Then I'll gladly lend you my strength."

That’s...Actually relatively tame. Stop restraining yourself. Uh...ok. Guess that has nothing to-

WAIT A FUCKING SECOND WHO’S CARMEN?

Hey now, short story, Carmen is the heroine of the titular play, and she is a woman who is rather handily in control of her sexuality even when it ends up destroying her (admittedly, because two idiots couldn’t stop being you know...dumb. But anyway). Critical thing though, Carmen is basically a femme fatale, and as Ann says in her Social Link, those were always the kinds of characters that she wanted to be like. Those sexy, kind of devilish lady villains from kids cartoons and you know what, that’s pretty cool. That’s a level of absolute self confidence and such that cannot be denied I think so fair’s fair.

But uh...Have...have any of you seen Ann seduce anyone in the game? She’s....She’s really fucking bad at it guys. She’s actually, consistently awful at it. And yet, Ann is also consistently, continually, stated and shown to be the hot one of the group, such as it goes.

Which, fine, but still...Why the ball dro-

Have you seen her social link? The one where she more or less throughout finds that things she’s been doing on automatic require real genuine effort more than what she was doing? Like say, consistent diet and exercise, skin care, etc etc etc if she wants to be a model? Things she was absolutely not doing? Things she was, in fact, kind of really stunningly, amazingly ignorant of?

I...I almost feel...I almost feel like there’s a parallel here, something something...

Well, Their Shadowverse costumes are explicitly their idea of rebellion, and transforming into it, at least for the first time, has them apparently transforming however briefly into their shadows.

Which says to me, that functionally she, and the rest of the Phantom Thieves, are TRYING ON their shadows. That is to say, they are actively, knowingly, willingly embracing their Shadow Selves, in opposition to the previous groups who more or less suborn the shit out of their less repressed halves. And why wouldn’t they?

I didn’t bring up themes for no reason you know, ramble though this is. The Story is obssessed with being free, breaking the chains that bind you, and outright rebellion. How could they POSSIBLY keep on theme with that, if the first thing that happens upon awakening your persona you shove your shadow in a box and never talk about it again because Hey Y’all, it’s under control, no need to deal with that den of horrors and things I don’t want to think about.

Ann is, effectively, just as everyone else is, trying to directly integrate her shadow self into her. And for her, that involves sexuality rather explicitly. Which is probably even more of a problem for her (for all that it’s not explicitly brought up again ever by anyone else in the game because you know...Rape/Sexual Assault, whether threatened or actual is kind of stressing? Especially if it’s by someone who’s an authority figure and you were supposed to respect and was supposed to protect you? Just...Yeah.)

I mean I’m not an expert by any means, but holy fuck would I think repressing thoughts of myself being sexual in any way shape or form especially when I really wasn’t trying to be and up until that point wasn’t consciously aware of how I was would be absolutely understandable if not justified especially given proximity to the event.

But with that said, She, and the rest of the cast for all of their less than stellar attributes as expressed by their outfits and persona, are actively trying on those parts of themselves, rather explicitly being the version of themselves that they don’t feel they are, or don’t exactly want to be, and have hidden away for one reason or another.

And for Ann, that’s well...being a sexual person. Which notably, no one else at all seems to struggle with save perhaps Makoto but that is arguably a different story (her blanket lack of understanding of love does lean towards inexperience in relationships, which I absolutely get, but on the other hand, her first action upon awakening is to put on a full leather outfit, call herself queen, and immediately mount and ride her [female who pretended to be male] persona out of the mind bank ufo of a dude who kind of threatened making her with prostitution(not strictly in that order), not to mention that her Arcana Card has a lady checking out a questionably clothed model but uh...It’s a different sexual issue shall we say? Although, now that I think about it, does raise some curious questions if my Makoto is the other actual protag thing ever bears fruit.)

Now mind, this doesn’t exactly excuse the camera antics involved, that’s something else entirely, but otherwise, it’s actually pretty consistent from what I recall of it all, So you know...There’s that.

Still mostly a ramble, as there’s a lot missing here but still.

Gotta get into the habit if I’m gonna make a right and proper daily ramble yah?

[rainydayswriter]

RFA + Minor Trio as Vampires

Another writing collab with the wonderful @reifromrfa! She’s so incredibly talented, check out her blog for so much more Mystic Messenger writing! It was a blast to write, so I hope you enjoy it ^^

Yoosung

Yoosung protects

Seriously though, all he wants to do is make sure you’re safe and happy, so having superhuman strength and speed gives him the ability to do just that!

So?? Adorable???

Uses his powers to save cats from trees 

SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK

Lol ask him to bite you and watch him have a crisis

Super speed helps him with his studies and gives him more time to play LOLOL

Maybe if he makes you immortal you won’t leave him like Rika did welp

He can see well in the dark, so no need to be afraid of the dark anymore!

Still checks under the bed for monsters though this cutie

Shapeshifts into a bat when you’re mad at him because damn it he’s just so cute you can’t yell at a little bat

With the wrong type of encouragement, you’ll have yourself a full-blown possessive vampire boyfriend, which is someone you will never be able to leave, so make this choice wisely~

If you make the decision to be with him forever 

He would be so!!! Excited!!!

It’ll be like an eternal sleepover with your best friend!

Zen

Stereotypical gorgeous vampire much?

He was already handsome as a mortal, now it’s 100x harder to keep people away from him ;;;

Guess this explains the red eyes

Still an absolute theater nerd

“Careful, babe,” he’ll say with a fanged smile, “you wouldn’t want to release the Beast.”

Hates to be hungry in front of you, it makes him...hungry ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) you know exactly what we’re talking about 

What if he hurts you? Or what if he frightens you? What if you find him revolting?

“Hyun, let’s be honest...you’re not revolting. You’re THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON ON THIS PLANET.”

Oh God he’d be shedding tears of joy

He doesn’t feel cold anymore, but when you guys go to the rooftop to gaze at stars he always makes sure to bring a jacket and blankets for you

Would definitely ask you to consider living an immortal life with him and he’d be elated if you agree

Of course after you’ve turned he wouldn’t be afraid of hurting you anymore and omg imagine all the broken furniture after he unleashes the beast  

Jaehee

You’d have to be nothing less than superhuman to be Jumin’s assistant

So efficient in everything she does, so graceful, so breathtaking!

But you do not want to get on her bad side

Her glares alone are enough to curdle blood, but threaten the RFA and she will dispose of them without a trace

Jumin recieves a fresh bottle of red wine

When you come into her life she is shook

For so long she’s suppressed her human side to be the perfect assistant, but then here you are, supporting her and making her laugh and she’s experiencing feelings she hasn’t felt in a long time???

She gets so flustered and slightly clumsy around you especially when you compliment her it’s so cute

Going to midnight showings of Zen’s works together!!!

Is unimpressed with vampire jokes, if only because Mr. Han and Seven use them all the time

But if they make you laugh she’ll begrudgingly allow them

She’s so grateful to have you in her unlife, she will always make sure to tell you so

Teaches you all about vampire strengths and weaknesses, including ways to deter them just in case

“Feel free to use pepper spray on Seven if he bothers you too much.”

Any amount of time she spends with you is a blessing

If you bring up wanting to stay at her side forever, she’ll sit you down for a ~serious discussion~

Giving up mortality is a big decision! What if you grow tired of her? Or can’t handle outliving the world around you?

But you want to stay by her side! There’s no changing your mind! You want to protect her as she protects you!

She’s not crying, you’re crying

Okay you’re both crying

Jumin

Tells the most vampire puns, in a totally flat voice and with a totally straight face

“MC, who do you think should be my...necks victim?”

-____________________- Jumin no.

Loves hearing your heart beat faster when he’s close to you

So classy, he drinks blood from wine glasses

It makes sense that’s he’s so rich, he’s had a century to accumulate his wealth

Neck fetish 

Jaehee gets a heart attack everytime she enters his office because it’s always so dark

You once visited him in the office and when you came in it was dark

And Jumin whirls around in his chair, stroking Elizabeth the 3rd in his lap with a sinister smile on his face

“Velcome to my lair, MC.”

*facepalm* *roflmao*

But you love this man so much

His staff would be afraid of him but they’re so jealous at how he seems to look effortlessly young and handsome all the time

Regarding immortality, he would want to spend the rest of his life with you but of course he would ask for your consent first

And maybe ask you to sign an agreement contract or two ;;;

Saeyoung

Can be goddamn brooding if he’s alone with his thoughts for too long

Mixes lingo from different eras on purpose

Abuses his godlike strength by constantly sweeping you off your feet

Ask him if he sparkles like the vampires in Twilight

He’ll roll around in glitters and take you to the park, where everyone can marvel at his sparkly skin put your shirt back on you’ve made your point Saeyoung

LOVES cosplaying as Edward Cullen

“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb” *eyebrow wiggle*

Saeyoung stahp

He will have his broody moments though and he’ll try to push you away because he’s dangerous

An immortal hacker/secret agent,you sure know how to pick ‘em MC

Drives Vanderwood insane because he can make a dozen dog robots in two hours but not finish his work???

If you try to ask him any vampire-related questions, you will never get a straight answer

“Are you afraid of garlic?” 

“GAELIC??? MC I KNOW HOW TO SPEAK GAELIC WHY WOULD I BE AFRAID OF IT??? GOD SEVEN FEARS NO LANGUAGES!!!!”

Sigh. “What about running water?”

“Jeez, MC, if you think I stink just tell me. No need to be rude.”

You give up

On a more serious note, he’d go back and forth between wanting you to be with him forever and wanting you to live an actual life

Contents himself with just being around you for a short while, he’ll bow out at soon as you seem to grow tired of him

To prove your love for him, you make him turn you into a vampire, that way you’re also indestructible and you can live out the rest of your life with him

V

There’s something poetic about someone who can’t show up in pictures and old mirrors putting his heart and soul into recreating the world around him through art

With immortality in play, he wants to catch as many moments as he can before they pass by

If you sketch him, he will be so moved because A. he hasn’t seen his own face since becoming a vampire and B. he’s never been the model

Omg V if only you knew you’re as beautiful as your photographs

Have you ever wondered why V is his nickname?

He has to change aliases every few decades and he decided to use the letters of the alphabet; he’s on V now lololol

Knows all the best places and he’ll take you around the world with him

His vampire abilities will only be used for good and for helping others

And also taking photos

“V, please don’t lean so far off the edge” ;;;

“I’m fine, MC. You don’t have to--”

Falls off the cliff 

It’s a good thing he doesn’t bleed. Or die.

Would love to spend forever with you but he would never pressure you; would also feel guilty for even thinking that ;;;

But when you reassure him for the millionth time that you love him and want to spend an immortal life with him he finally turns you into a vampire

He spends eternity marveling at the beauty of the world with you and he will do whatever it takes to make you happy and keep you by his side

Saeran

Typical secluded vampire, prefers to venture out in the dead of night

Embraces dark aesthetics 

Death toll rises when he’s in a bad mood/thirsty

So intimidating, nobody will ever dare messing with you even when he’s not around

They learned the hard way

He loves looking at the sky so being under the sun doesn’t bother him

He loves looking at you more though

And he’s so stiff and awkward around you because he doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you

Like that time when he held your hand and you ended up at the hospital coz he broke your fingers ;;;

He’s cold to the touch so he doesn’t know what to do when you’re shivering

Will wrap you in a blanket as slowly and gently as he possibly could

By the time he’s done you probably have icicles hanging down your nose lololol

Or he would wear a jacket or a coat when you guys go out so he could offer them to you if ever you get cold

He wants you to stay with him forever and will probably be the least shy or guilty about it

You’re the only person who understands him and accepts him and he’s head over heels in love with you

The thought of living forever without you seems lonely and desolate

He doesn’t even remember how he spent all those centuries without you

Your becoming a vampire would mean the world to him

And omg get ready to experience Saeran in all his glory ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

No more holding back! He’s been dying lol no jk he can’t die to hug you and now he holds you every chance he can

Saeran smiles more now and he sincerely looks forward to your future together

Vanderwood

Super speed is used to clean Saeyoung’s room faster

Super senses to track down Saeyoung when he’s avoiding work yet again

Will probably compel Saeyoung to finish his work when he’s desperate ;;;

He’s equivalent to ten bodyguards so you’re always safe

He has a lot of enemies thanks to his job though, so Vandy prefers having you in his line of sight at all times

Even if it means stalking you sometimes ;;;

He gives you his favorite taser so you can defend yourself

Pfft you wouldn’t have to though, Mary Vanderwood the 3rd has you covered

He’ll be like Saeyoung sometimes, trying to act detached and say mean things to get you to stay away from him

But he’s the one who can’t stay away from you

Won’t encourage you to become immortal like him because he doesn’t want you to regret it after a century

But if you choose to be with him, Vanderwood will be so happy and he will love you and protect you for all eternity

[what-even-is-thiss]

I don’t have a favorite sanders side. Therefore, I have a lot of things to say about all of them. I gushed over Patton in a reblog to a post that was talking about how he’s under appreciated. @darude-sanderstorm asked if I could talk about the others too. My Patton bit was just copied and pasted from that post.

Patton/Morality

-He’s the reason Thomas is so gosh darn nice. Do you know just how accepting that man is? Patton makes him see the best in people, be excited over dogs, love everyone, and be the best person he can possibly be.

-He’s so proud of everyone. He is a proud dad. He’s proud of himself (the other sides and Thomas) he’s proud of Thomas’ friends. He’s proud of us. He’s just a great dad.

-The inner child and the dad. Who doesn’t love the innocent character? Endless source of misunderstandings.

-Way smarter than he appears on the surface. Able to compromise and notice things that the others don’t. He knows big words and also doesn’t know some simple ones. He knows what they need at times and just generally seems to embody most of Thomas’ emotional intelligence.

-His memory problems are so relatable. Like, seriously. Forgetting what your own apartment looks like? Yeah.

-Being the sense of morals can’t be easy. You have to find a balance. You have to make some tough decisions. You have to realize what questions are best left unanswered. There are no set rights or wrongs and Patton is the one that walks that line.

-Dad jokes are amazing and he is a walking cartoon character. Even more so than the others and all of them are cartoony.

-He knows how important all of them are. He knows he’s important and is really sad when he’s pushed aside and irritated when Anxiety is pushed aside. He seems to view the importance of each of them the most accurately.

-Off topic slightly, but have you seen the dad character in Thomas’ vines/shorts? Those are some of the best ones. They always make me smile.

-He knows how to distract and redirect a conversation. Absolute pro at distracting.

-He’s so genuine. You know when he’s sad, scared, or happy. Even when he’s distressed when he’s smiling he says so. You know what’s happening. There’s a lot to be said for a character that’s an open book like that. It’s not a sign of weakness.

-He has the ability to be serious when the situation demands it and he’s genuine with that too.

-If Anxiety and Roman cover Thomas’ self esteem issues and what self hate he has, Patton personifies his self love and that is so important. It’s really clear how much he loves the other sides and it’s shown through him just how much Thomas wants to accept all of himself. And he’s trying really hard to do that. I’m proud of him.

-He’s just really great and just as wonderful as the others. Being happy and relatively simple doesn’t make a character bad or uninteresting. He’s still just as important and wonderful as the others and deserves just as much appreciation.

Roman/Creativity

-Oh my gosh is he extra. Half the stuff he says is so dramatic I love it.

-Who doesn’t love an egotistical character? It’s funny and makes him flawed and interesting and causes some useful conflict.

-All the Disney, mythology, and pop culture references. I live for that kind of thing.

-He has such amazing phrases. Bitterly jittery and not very glittery. Gosh darn song dang. Great Odin’s eyepatch. He says a huge chunk of the things we all quote regularly from the videos.

-The best at insults. I cannot come up with insults that good.

-He’s probably what gets Thomas to do impressions, sing, perform, and come up with interesting and/or hilarious things for videos. Patton may be why Thomas started making vines but Princey probably comes up with most of the ideas.

-Thomas has so many cool hopes and dreams. Becoming a cartoon. Performing. Being in a Disney program. It’s amazing.

-I really like his name. I didn’t name myself after him, I’d like to make that clear, but he did influence my decision somewhat. Roman. I just love that name, even if it does cause confusion sometimes since I decided to call myself that.

-The way he moves and talks grabs your attention immediately. The way Thomas plays him, he’s really fascinating and entertaining to watch.

-Creativity is necessary for many basic everyday things. Getting to stuff you can’t reach, talking, etc.

-He’s representing Thomas’ struggle to love all of himself and get past some of the things society has engrained in him. I’m very proud of how far he’s come.

-Thomas says he represents his femininity, or what society would normally classify as that. Yes. Cis guys expressing their feminine side is a great thing and should be done more.

-He may be the ego and be a jerk sometimes but he means the best and he’s improving. And if he had less influence we wouldn’t have the Thomas we have. I love theatre people. Roman is great.

Virgil/Anxiety

-He’s a good guy sometimes yes, but he can also be the bad guy. Everybody loves a villain.

-He’s just trying to protect even though he doesn’t always go about it the right way.

-He’s really closed off even when he wants to be open. He’s uncomfortable feeling positive and can’t accept compliments. I’m like that too. He’s really relatable in that way. And it’s not necessarily a bad thing that he’s like that.

-He’s slowly accepted as a part of the group. He works his way in and is brought back when he ultimately decides to leave. The accepting of the character is slow and feels very believable.

-So done with everything. So edgy. I love that. Seriously.

-He has such a classical name. As a mythology/history nerd I seriously love it a lot.

-Seems to cover Thomas’ apathy, which is great. Slouching and barely trying. Making “your mom” jokes. Hissing. Endlessly entertaining.

-Notices the weird things Logan does. Probably because he’s filmed last and a lot of Logan’s lines are improved. “Is anybody going to acknowledge that he just dabbed?”

-He has an interesting character arc. He goes from being comfortable in his role to doubting to feeling a bit useful to feeling completely useless and eventually leaving to beginning the process of accepting his existence.

-He’s not trying hard sometimes but in his case that can be a good thing. He’s trying to protect Thomas and that is great. Even if he makes a lot of mistakes along the way.

-He just has a really entertaining personality. He’s so dark and determined to feel left out even when the others acknowledge that he added something good to the. Conversation.

-Actual proof that there’s a part of Thomas, however small, that is edgy and emo. He’s Thomas’ inner emo. Gotta love that.

-The emo villain character has only been in two shorts but I really liked them. He was so confused when the prince character wanted to be put to sleep and was so reluctant to give up the rabbit. It’s amazing, honestly.

-He’s just super relatable, entertaining, interesting, and occasionally evil. Really great and interesting.

Logan/Logic

-He info dumps like crazy. I also do that. Exposition dump characters are really important.

-He’s got some malapropisms and those never get old, honestly.

-Random facts galore.

-Does not understand emotions fully and often times is held back by them. Is practical and objective to a fault and doesn’t always take feelings into account. Going so far as accidentally calling the others unimportant when he was trying to say he loved them.

-I like the way he talks. He talks fast and even stutters sometimes and yet is really interesting to understand. Like any good teacher he is very good at simplifying difficult concepts and making them easier to digest.

-I’d like to have him as a science professor, tbh. He likes dogs and makes things easy to understand. Plus his temper could get interesting.

-He gets into conflicts with all of the others but doesn’t seem to hate any of them. His frustration is usually directed at the situation.

-He’s on his way to realizing that he’s not necessarily the most important. I feel like sometime soon he’s going to gain a bit of humility and that is an awesome thing to look forward to.

-He’s really learning more lately how important Patton is. He’s learning to accept being wrong and he’s doing so much better. Character development, people. Love it.

-He’s serious all the time and sometimes he’s really not serious and he flat-out denies it. Just admit you make teacher jokes. Admit it!

-He studies so hard and still doesn’t understand slang words. Characters that don’t understand slang words. Endless source of comedy.

-Some great lines. Teacher jokes. Unintentional dad jokes. E=MC scared. Tomato. He is such a nerd and I love that.

-He’s such a huge nerd and is the friendly local exposition dump character. A great teacher and he’s so proud of himself when he learns new things. Did you see his face when Thomas learned things at the end of negative thinking? He’s a great proud teacher. He’s got a character arc going on even if it’s not obvious or it’s slow.

Okay I think I’ve talked enough. I could say more about all these guys. They all have really great things about them and I truly don’t have a favorite. I’m so fond of all of them in such different ways. Thomas made such amazing characters. I love them so much, you guys. Seriously.

[jumindoesisgay]

HELLO MON FREUND! I'm Chuuni! (:DDD) and I saw!! You liked!! LLSIF AND FREE OMG. So I had to come over and ask. How about RFA+V/Saeran reacting to an S/O who is an idol girl? Like maybe she's the ARISE type who graduated and then became professional idols. Ahhh I'll be around messaging you more ideas for reqs yayyyy!!! :DDD

imIM ALWAYS A SLUT FOR IDOL ANIME I JUST STARTED BANG DREAM I LOVE KAORU SO MUCH also i love free but fr kuroko no basket has been taking over my life for the past year., literally all i listen to is the character songs OTL

Zen

He’s your biggest fan

He’s always been your biggest fan

Like he’s not super into the idol crowd but he was walking around town and he sees one of your lives playing on an animated billboard and he just. stops

Ever since then he goes to every one of your shows and is always in the front row

And when you join the RFA hoo boy

All bets are off he disintegrates

And if you knew who he was or were a fan of him

Double Disintegration

Once the two of you start dating, he makes sure every fan of yours knows that you’re his and to back off if they try to make a move on you

Of course, he realizes that the idol industry isn’t perfect, and there will always be people that are angry at you for dating him and will still try to make a move on you

But he trusts you and he’s happy that you chose him

Yoosung

He’s, so intimidated by this

Like he’s super impressed and proud of you for following your dreams and being able to preform on stage in front of thousands of people

But he knows about the idol industry

And how you’re not allowed to date people while you’re an idol

So once you join the RFA and he starts to get a crush on you, he’s devestated that he can’t act on it

Unless you make a move on him, nothing will happen

But he’ll support you throughout your entire idol career and make sure that he can go to all of your shows

Jaehee

She’s such a nerd

Like have you seen how much she’s into Zen’s musicals?? There’s no doubt that she’s super into idols

And you’re her all time best girl

You know how she acts around Zen in the chatrooms?

You are not prepared for how much of a fan girl she will be around you

Like she’s a stuttering mess at first and half the time you can’t even make sense of what she’s saying

But after a few days of it sinking in that oh my god you’re in the RFA now she’ll be able to talk to you all the time what did she do to deserve this???

She tells you how big of a fan she is and that she’s so honored to be able to meet you and she loves going to your shows

Just like everyone else, she realizes the idol industry forbids idols from dating anyone, and she respects that

Of course, with how against she is with MC and Zen, she realizes that it would be career suicide for you if she was in a relationship with you

And she just wants you to be happy

So even if it’s not through her that you find happiness, she’s thrilled that you can be happy being an idol

Jumin

Doesn’t know what idols are

So when Seven and Jaehee are freaking out that you’ve joined the RFA, he’s just sitting there the enitre time like

???

After Seven explains to him why it’s such a big deal that they’re meeting you, he’s just kinda like

Hmmm

He definitely has a lot of respect for you being able to preform in front of thousands of people and how hard working you must have been to get to where you are

And once he finds out how toxic the idol industry is, he takes immediate action

He can’t have you being being held up to such unattainable standards all the time

So

He immediately goes to your producer and demands negotiates with him and makes it so that he can become your producer

Once the two of you begin dating, he makes sure that all of your fans know it

And God help anyone that trys to make a move on you

Seven

Frick

He’s so into idols

Literally has spent tens of thousands of dollars on merchandise and loveca

Much to Vanderwoods displeasure

Anyway once you’ve joined the RFA, nearly all of the chatrooms that he’s in is filled with him fangirling about you

And it’s double if Jaehee’s in there with him

It’s quite obvious that he’s in love with you

And he’ll still flirt with you all the time

But with how supportive he is in everyone elses routes of your relationship choices, he’ll be respectful and supportive of you being an idol and be conscious of not trying to form a relationship with you

Of course if you do get together

He’ll stand up to anyone that tries to say anything bad about you for being with him

He’ll fight the sun if he needs to

V

Yet another pleb that knows nothing about idols

But once it’s explained to him, he’s incredibly impressed with how much you must have done to get to the point you’re at now

He’s so proud of you for putting so much time and effort into your dreams

Such a proud mama hen

He makes sure you know that if you ever need anything, to just ask him and he’ll do everything in his power to do it for you

He gets a little upset when he finds out more about the idol industry

But he understands that it was your choice to pursue that career, and he can’t make decisions for you

So he won’t say anything about his feelings for you

But he’s sure they’ll remain until the day you stop being an idol

Saeran

This is his guilty pleasure

No one can know how much he loves idols

So when he finds out that you’re MC, he just about has a heart attack

He tries to keep his cool, tries to make it so that no one can tell that he’s dying inside from being able to talk to you

But of course, Saeyoung is the worst person in the world to him and is able to see right through him

And immediately outs him to everyone else

He doesn’t care about the idol industry

Once everyone knows he’s into idols, he makes it obvious that he has a crush on you

But in his own tsundere way

He won’t outright say anything to you about getting together

So Seven takes the first step for you

Once you get together

Your fans better watch their back

He will glare down anyone that tries to make a move on you

And if you’re not around and they’re being especially gross/creepy

Let’s just say he’s definitely gotten into a few fist fights