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hawkmothmoon · 1 year ago

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So my first play through of BG3 was done on easy mode (first time playing a D&D game) to get a feel for it. Next one I’ll go to normal mode.

I played as a high elf sorcerer, with wild magic subclass for most of the game; at the end I respec’d to the weather magic one (tempest?) which I think was the right choice.

Next play through… maybe a Drow or Tiefling? I REALLY love using magic but also like using all the different arrows. So maybe Paladin or Cleric. I dunno! I wanna have high charisma so I can persuade people to not fight me or to give me stuff lol

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Karlach and Astarion were easily my favorite characters/storylines, although each character had a fantastic story. Their voice actors did a wonderful job.

I loved how consent and bodily autonomy and choice were such prevalent themes from the very start. You go under the violation of having a fuckin alien tadpole go into your brain, and then can choose whether to fight against it or go along with it.

Karlach was obviously not a child soldier, but she was kidnapped and pulled into a war against her choosing, enslaved and forced to fight. She’s got a ticking time bomb in her chest. She’s been through hell, both literally and figuratively, and still remains one of the most empathetic and optimistic characters in the game. I loved when she got her engine tuned up and was able to give and receive hugs for the first time in a DECADE. And when she confronted Gortash, you could hear the agony and fury in her voice when she tells the group she was in denial that he could have betrayed her. The motherfucker was her mentor and then threw her to the wolves. Samantha Béart, I want to hug you!

At the end, my character convinced her to join Wyll and return to Hell with him. Idk it felt like if she had a friend with her (and also we had killed Raphael and Hope had taken over the House of Hope) like they could make a difference.

I’m a basic goth bitch so I love a vampire. 😭 that being said… there’s plenty of tropes and rehashed storylines about vampires. So when reading a bit about the game via all the gorgeous fanart posts I saw (which is what got me to buy the game!) and people were like “no seriously this is a REALLY great vampire character” I was curious.

First off Neil Newbon has such a DELIGHTFULLY FANCY voice. He brought so much to this character: the snark, the flirting, and the eventual vulnerability when he reveals the deep wounds on his psyche.

Seeing the “promiscuous sex-loving vampire” trope shifted to “this is a guy who had to use sex to lure victims back to his vampire master and probably had to seduce some pretty gnarly characters but he had no choice because he’d be locked alone in darkness for a year if he didn’t” was… something. Again, Neil’s voice really brought his backstory to life: the fear, the uncertainty, the growing desire to be with Tav while grappling with their many traumas regarding intimacy. It was powerful.

And when he finally confronts Cazador, I chose to stay silent and let Astarion do all the dialogue. In typical abuser fashion Cazador berates and antagonizes, then puts him in the magic binding circle thingy (side note that fight was fuckin HARD and getting yeeted off the platform sucked 😬). I then went with the option to kill Cazador and release the spawn. I loved the dialogue where he brutally murders him, but realizes he’s stopped the cycle and never has to fear him again and could be different than him was wonderful.

Finally, the scene in the graveyard was just super sweet where he acknowledges that the person he was is dead, but he’s ready to begin living.

I loved the humorous banter amongst all the characters. I haven’t played the first two games so I didn’t have familiarity with Jaheira and Minsc/Boo, the latter of whom became one of my favorites.

I definitely feel like I’ve got a much better understanding of the game mechanics now! I’ll be playing it on computer next (played it on PS5).

Anyway here’s some of my game shots. The cheese scene will never not be funny to me.

FINAL RANDOM THOUGHTS:

- for my next playthrough I might want to do the cheat thing where you kill Karlach to get the armor, then revive her and have her join the party; and the cheat where you knock out Minthara to go save the druids and then save her and add her to your party later

- Orin was a really cool villain. She was creepy as fuck. Please dont ask me how many times she bamboozled me with her shape shifting, it’s embarrassing

- those little bombs you can buy anywhere are actually super helpful during fights

- I nuked that dragon with the little bombs lmao

- being able to fly or misty step is VERY helpful

- I do NOT want to fuck the tentacle emperor or a bear but you know what I’m glad the monster fuckers have options, you do you!!!

- I should probably get the eyeball from Volo because the “shroud self” assassin guys are annoying as fuck

- people made it sound like when Orin kidnaps your companion that you have to do it within a certain amount of time or they’ll DIE but I don’t think that’s the case? I got a whole bunch of shit done while Lae’zel was in the crypt.

- ngl I thought Shadowheart was super annoying for like a third of the game, she sounds like she would be even worse if she chose the Shar path

- being able to throw buckets of grease at enemies? HILARIOUS

- enemies (and your party and yourself) slipping on ice or grease and falling over and just lying on their backs staring at the sky? ALSO HILARIOUS

- wild magic sounds cool but tbh it ended up being more trouble than it was worth, although the first time you turn your entire party into cats or sheep is very funny

- also if you wild magic and it turns all your enemies into cats and dogs and they’re low enough health that you can take them out in one shot they don’t change back so it just looks like you carried out a massacre at an animal shelter

- okay what was the deal with that goth dude who was a necromancer in the shadow lands? He felt like he was maybe important but then he disappeared after I got that journal for him

- the fairy in the lantern was very funny

- Zara the mummy seems like she’d be fun to have in the party

- those displacer leopard things are cool as heck

- Mizora was so comically terrible, love her

- owlbear cub!!!!!

#baldurs gate 3 spoilers #baldurs gate #bg3 #Baldurs gate 3 #Astarion #karlach #Mizora #shadowheart

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leffee · 9 months ago

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i know youre mostly focused on the pets and all (especially Vinnie), but I’m curious- thoughts on Blythes human friends? I mean Youngmee, Jasper, and Sue. Maybe even Kora. and maybe even Whittany (even if it was just for one episode)

Ok, listen, back in the day everyone used to say that the pets' part of the episodes were much better because well, the pets were just better, and as much as I agree/d, I think the human side was pretty great too. Honestly? I don't think this show had any bad human characters, a lot of them were just straight-up great. While they were a few pet characters I found annoying or just bad, when it comes to people? I don't think I disliked any. But anyway, Blythe's friends, huh? This is actually something I really wanted to talk about, so thanks for that my dear anon.

Youngmee, oh boy, I love Youngmee. Though I always liked her, only recently I have developed genuine love for her. There's just something about her being nice and kind overall of course, but also mixed with some more "wilder" traits that I absolutely love. When Blythe said in one episode "Reverse psychology doesn't work on her. Neither does normal psychology actually." (or something like that) it was incredible. She has that sort of unnerving trait sometimes, like when in that one episode she kept creeping Blythe out by messaging her whenever Blythe hit new stage of her dad having a date (that we know he didn't actually but that's not important rn). Like, Blythe was just straight-up creeped up, it was great really. She's great. But after discovering that she has the same VA as Biskit twins I can't unhear her talking like them sometimes, it's especially easy to hear when she's laughing, check if you don't believe.

Jasper, I love Jasper, I love him so much, to me he is like Vinnie of the human group, trust me, they'd be bros. The one problem, much like Vinnie, he was often treated like the "stupid and obnoxious friend who talks without thinking" and sometimes it was genuinely annoying. It wasn't his fault though so I don't blame him, and that didn't diminish my enjoyment of him, thank the stars. Where did he disappear in season 4 I do not know, but we need to find him, where is bro. He deserved more, and I think he's my favourite out of Blythe's friends, but Youngmee is not far behind. Oh another thing, I said it before and I say it now, peak outfit design for me on a character is them wearing a hoodie, so like, he gets bonus points for that.

Sue while definitely my least favourite of Blythe's main friends, is still pretty good. I don't like her stubbornness though, it exists in some moments, an example? When in Blythe's crush episode she pretty much forced Blythe, who mind you had no roller skating experience, to ride on one leg. Like, miss, no, you don't force people to do something like that, especially when they can genuinely hurt themselves. And guess what? Blythe did, she ran into Josh and fell. Sure, nothing happened, but it could have. HoWevEr, there is one thing that absolutely sold her to me and to this day I think it was one of the most thought-provoking of the people's part of the episodes. When she praised Blythe to no end and wanted to be just like her, you know, Be yourself song episode? She just threw everything away and wanted to be 100% like Blythe, and if that doesn't speak of some deep insecurities then I don't know what does. You know I love me some confident characters that are actually deeply insecure, so that was my absolute jam. It bordered on obsession, and you know I love obsessions also. My goodness, she's just like me fr fr, wanting to steal someone's entire personality because (maybe) she doesn't like her own.

Kora disappeared ;-;. She was only in her introduction episode, and I think she was somewhere in the Pet Fest episode, but like in the background, and I think once more before that when she was helping Blythe with organizing this thing, but it was never a big role, or heck, she didn't even have any dialogue if I'm correct. Wait no! She was in one more episode in which Blythe worked with her and then bought too much and had to give back money, got it, I almost forgot about it. Still, that's not that much. That's a shame actually, because I think she was a really pleasant character, even if I don't have much to go over. Oh well, what I saw I did like, she's good.

Whittany huh? Biskit twins are great, they are great characters, because if they were real I would smack them upside the head, as characters they are incredible though and definitely entertaining, not to mention have good songs. When it comes to that one episode when they were friends, I must admit, it was very nice, them just talking and sort of bonding was heart-warming. In addition, it provided one of the funniest scenes in lps - Whittany: "This is my soap, just like everything else in this house." Blythe: "Everything in this house is your soap?" or something like that. Maybe it's just me, and now I don't find it as funny, but not so long ago I thought it was absolutely hilarious. Having said all that, I don't believe in that whole "I'm mean to you because Brittany doesn't like you and she's my twin sister," reason at all. Girl, you were there when you first met Blythe, and you didn't like her just as much, plus Whittany's usually the one who comes up or initiates plans against her.

At the end of the day, we all know that Roger is the best human character 😀👍.

I need to overanalize and overthink this show all the time or I'm unfulfilled in life, I'm obsessed with it. It's crazy how the one difference between normal and abnormal obsession (like in obsessive-compulsive disorder) is whether it causes you mental distress. Lemme tell you, lps causes me only happiness and serotonin output that was repressed for years because I had no one to talk about it to.

#lps 2012 #asks

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imaginestuffs · 2 years ago

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Falling Slowly pt.3-Steve Harrington x Henderson! Reader

word count:4515

warnings: language, fluff, season 2 spoilers if you haven't seen it, no spoilers for 3, or 4. Dialogue from the show is used and of course, is credited to the writers and creators of the show.

summary: You and Steve each have a moment of vulnerability that makes your hearts grow ever more fond. And someone from the past comes to the door.

taglist: @fanficfanatic204 @peachycupotea @secretsicanthideanymore @lexiecamposv

Part 1 part 2 part 4 part 5

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You sat on Jonothan's bed with Dustin beside you. “What did you want to talk about?” you asked softly. “Lucas is right… I put the party in jeopardy, and broke the rule of law,” he said defeatedly. “I didn’t know he was a Demogorgon, if I had known I wouldn’t have kept him. None of this would’ve happened if I had just left it all alone. If I had just told someone, it wouldn’t have escalated like this. Now Max probably hates me, hell the whole party probably does,” he admitted to you and you could hear his voice crack. Your heart ached at his words. “Dustin, this isn’t your fault. Ok, we make mistakes, and they have outcomes that aren’t very great. That’s ok because this was an accident, you would never willingly and knowingly put the party in danger I know that. We all know that.” you told him and tucked some of his unruly curls away so you could see his eyes better.

“You don’t have control over what Dart is, you didn’t even know Dustin. You didn’t start this, it was nobody’s fault. It came back for Will. It would’ve come back no matter if you had Dart or not. This is not your fault, do you hear me? It’s not your fault,” you stated firmly. He nodded his head despite the tears on his cheeks. You made him look at you and wiped the tears from his eyes. “You’re so brave Dustin, you’ve been so strong and I am more proud to be your sister than I’ve ever been proud of anything in my life. You’re my brother and that’s more than I could ever ask for. A smart, handsome, kind-hearted, caring, brave, and loving brother. I love you, Dustin, everyone here loves you ok. Everyone,” you reassured him. He hiccuped and nodded his head vigorously. “I love you so much (y/n),” he said and you pulled him into a big hug. You gently swayed the crying boy from side to side. “I love you more Dusty,” you kissed his head.

You wiped his face and smiled softly at him.

“I have one more question,” he said. “Anything,” you answered. “Do you like Steve?” he asked with a playful grin. You sighed and your head fell back in annoyance. “Really Dustin, that’s what you wanted to ask me?” you raised your brow at him. “Yup,” he popped the P.

“You can’t tell anyone ok, especially not him. I’m only telling you because I knew you’d find out eventually. So I’m warning you now, that if you say something I will not hesitate to sell your D&D stuff,” you threatened and his eyes widened in shock. “You would not,” he said in fear. “I would, so you better not say anything,” you pointed seriously at him. “Alright, my lips are sealed,” he said and you chuckled.

“Anything else?” you asked, “No, I just needed to talk to you. Thanks (n/n),” you smiled, “anytime Dusty, I’m always here,” you said and playfully tugged down the bill of his hat.

He opened the door and walked out first. You still sat on the bed with your thoughts running wild. You didn’t even realize that someone had walked in until they sat next to you. Your gaze shifted to the person beside you, the familiar scent of bergamot and mint flooded the space between you and it helped you relax the slightest bit. “Is he ok?” Steve asked you. You shrugged your shoulders, “he will be, he just needs some time,” you said with a heavy sigh.

“Do you want to talk?” you asked him softly. “No, I’m ok…” he trailed off. You knew there was a hint of mistruth in his words. “Actually, you know what… Yeah, I think I really need it,” he changed his mind. You nodded your head, “Of course, I’m all ears,” you said and turned a bit more towards him on the bed. You sat in silence for a little while before he spoke up, “I don’t know what to do, I mean I see her there and know that she doesn’t love me. It hurts so badly, it hurts because I love her so much, and you can see it in her eyes when she looks at me that I’m not who she wants,” he explained and your heart cracked at his vulnerability. “Sometimes you lose things just because the right thing is coming your way and you just don’t know it yet. It’s ok to hurt and to feel. It’s ok to love and lose because that’s how things go sometimes, things like that can open your eyes and in time open your heart and be ready to find the love you won’t ever lose,” you explained to him. You tentatively reach out to rest your hand on top of his. He slowly but surely turned his hand around so his palm was facing upward. He grabbed your hand in his, “Do you really think that?” he asked genuinely. You looked over at him and nodded your head. “Yeah, I do. I mean, I think that just because love is lost sometimes it doesn’t make it any less real,” you stated. “I didn’t know you were so wise,” he joked a bit and you chuckled. “No, I think I just really believe in love…” you trailed off and squeezed his hand. He felt his heart thump against his chest as your smaller hand fit so perfectly in his. “You’re gonna find someone someday who will treat you well and love you as much as you love them. You’re too good of a person not to find happiness Steve, you deserve it,” you assured him. “I may not be as great with words, but you do know that you’ll find it too right?” he asked and examined your features. Your beautiful (e/c) eyes, and your (h/l), (h/c) hair. Your shy smile and the lines by your eyes. He seemed to get lost in how beautiful you were, and it just so happened that you got lost in him too. “Maybe it’s closer than we think…” he spoke up softly and your eyes sparkled at the thought. He smiled slightly at the gleam in your eyes. “Yeah, maybe it is,” you agreed gingerly and played with his fingers. He cautiously tangled his fingers with yours and watched a blush cross your cheeks. You squeezed his hand and before he could speak you saw the kids rushing by and into Will’s room.

You sighed, “what are they doing now?” you questioned and let your head drop. “We should probably go see,” Steve said and got off of the bed. You stood as well and he never dropped your hand, it made heat flood your chest as you walked with him into Will’s room. “What are you guys doing?” you begged the question and they turned to you holding a drawing Will had done.

“The shadow monster, it got Will that day on the field,” Mike explained and your brows pulled together. “Ok,” you said, telling him to continue. “The doctor said it was like a virus, it infected him,” Mike said. “And this virus, it’s connecting him to the tunnels?” Max asked and your eyes widened in realization. “To the tunnels, to the monsters, to the Upside Down, everything,” Mike said. “Woah, Woah, slow down, slow down,” Steve said as he took the drawing into his hands to look at it. “Okay, so the shadow monster is in everything. And if the vines feel something like pain, then so does Will,” Mike described, “Then so does Dart,” you added. “Yeah, like Mr. Clarke taught us. The hive mind,” Mike said. “Hive mind?” Steve asked. “A collective consciousness,” you told him. You learned it from your brother seeing as he told you everything he ever learned.

“It’s a superorganism,” Dustin said.

“And this is the thing that controls everything. This is the brain,” Mike clarified. “Like the mind flayer,” Dustin compared. Max, Steve, and you looked at each other, “What’s that?” you asked in unison. “Oh wait, it’s that D&D thing right?” you asked as it popped into your mind suddenly. “Yes,” Dustin confirmed. They grabbed Will’s D&D manual (forgive me if I’m wrong, I don’t know much about the game,) “How did you know that?” Steve asked you quietly. “Dustin doesn’t shut up,” you whispered back, “Oh,” he said and slowly nodded. “Yeah,”

You followed everyone into the kitchen, where Dustin banged the book onto the table. By this point, you and Steve were no longer holding hands but unconsciously stayed close.

“The mind flayer,” Dustin said as everyone looked at the page he had opened up to. “What the hell is that?” Jim asked in confusion at what he was looking at. “It’s a monster from an unknown dimension. It’s so ancient that it doesn’t even know its true home,” Dustin explained. Everyone was just listening as your bother continued to explain. “Ok, it enslaves races of other dimensions by taking over their brains using its highly-developed psionic powers,” he described. “Oh my god, none of this is real. This is a kid's game,” Hopper said in annoyance and frustration.

“No, it’s a manual, and it’s not for kids. And unless you know something that we don’t this is the only metaphor-,” Dustin is cut off. “Analogy,” Lucas corrected. “Analogy? That’s what you’re worried about?” Dustin asked incredulously. “Fine, an analogy for understanding whatever the hell this is,” Dustin said.

“Okay, so this mind flamer thing-” Nancy started, “Flayer. Mind flayer,” Dustin corrected her. She sighed, “What does it want?” she asked. “To conquer us basically. It believes it’s the master race,” Dustin detailed. “Like the Germans,” Steve stammered a bit. You looked at him in surprise, “You mean the Nazis?” you asked, and he nodded, “yeah, right, the Nazis,” he said.

“If the Nazis were from another dimension, totally,” Dustin said. Hopper pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Uh, it views other races, like us, as inferior to itself,” Dustin informed.

“It wants to spread, take over other dimensions,” Mike added. “We are talking about the destruction of our world as we know it,” Lucas stated. You sighed and ran a hand through your hair. “Great. That’s wonderful,” your sarcasm slipped from your lips. “That’s really great,” Steve said in exasperation.

“Ok, so if this thing is like a brain that’s controlling everything. Then if we kill it,” Nancy begins, “We kill everything it controls,” Mike finished. “We win,” Dustin said, “Theoretically,” Lucas stated.

“Great so how do we kill this thing? Shoot it with fireballs or something?” Hopper asked.

“No, no, no, fireballs. You summon an undead army, uh because zombies… you know, they don’t have brains…and the mind flayer, it-it likes brains,” he said and came to the quick realization. “It’s... it’s just a game, it’s a game,” Dustin trails off in defeat. “What the hell are we doing here?” Hopper mumbled and tossed the book on the table before turning around. “I thought we were waiting for your military back-up,” Dustin smarted. “We are!” Hopper raised his voice.

“Even if they come, how are they going to stop this, they can’t just shoot it with guns,” Mike’s voice rose steadily. “We don’t know that! We don’t know anything!” Jim bickered back.

“We know it’s already killed everybody in that lab,” Mike said. “And we know the monsters are gonna molt again,” Lucas joined. “We know that it’s only a matter of time before those tunnels reach this town,” Dustin sprung in.

“They’re right,” You hear a familiar yet soft voice. You turned to find Joyce standing in the living room. Your eyes softened at her state, you knew how much she must be hurting. “We have to kill it,” she agreed. “I want to kill it,” she said and your heart hurt knowing how much she meant those words. “Me too- me too Joyce, ok? But how do we do that? We don’t exactly know what we’re dealing with here,” Jim said to her.

“No, but he does,” Mike said, and walked into the living room. “If anyone knows how to destroy this thing it’s Will. He’s connected to it, he’ll know its weakness,” Mike pointed out. “I thought we couldn’t trust him anymore?” Max asked. “That he’s a spy for the mind flayer now,” she continued. “Yeah, but, he can’t spy if he doesn’t know where he is,” Mike explained.

You began to set up the plan, cleaning out their shed and stapling and taping up the tarp to the windows. Steve worked with Nancy and your heart clenched the slightest bit. You knew it wasn’t your place to feel this way but you couldn’t help it. You had a crush on him, and so seeing him with her hurt a little bit. In spite of your feelings you did wish him happiness and if he found happiness in her and she found happiness in him then that is what you would support.

You were currently in the kitchen with Mike and Max. Mike was rummaging under the sink while you and max were taping cardboard and such to chairs.

“I get why El was your mage now,” she said and you glanced over at her. Mike looked up from what he was doing, “what?” he asked in confusion. “Lucas, he told me about her,” Max explained and it made you smile. “Well, he shouldn’t have,” Mike said bitterly. You glared at the young boy. “Mike, stop,” you said sternly. He looked over at you “He shouldn’t have,” he said to you this time. “She’s trying to be kind you know and you’re not doing anything to help right now. I know you’re upset Mike but there is no reason to take it out on her. She has done nothing wrong, and you’re just being rude,” you scolded him. He looked at you in disbelief.

“Just because she knows the truth doesn’t mean she’s in our party,” he said to you and your jaw clenched. “Yeah, I know,” you heard Max speak up and your heart ached at her tone. “I mean, why would you want a stupid zoomer in your party anyway?” she asked as she pulled and ripped more tape. “He’s just being an ass, Max don’t listen to him,” you told her. She looked over at you and slowly nodded. “I’m just saying. El, she sounds like she was really awesome,” Max finished and you looked at her with sympathetic eyes. “Yeah, she was, until that thing got her. Just like it got Bob,” Mike said before standing and abruptly leaving the room. You sighed and shook your head. “You know Max, he’s just being bitter. He misses her, and he doesn’t know what to do about it. He’s been taking it out on you and there is no reason to. I know I can’t apologize for him but know that you are welcome here with this group and we do care about you,” you tried to reassure the girl in front of you. She smiled softly at you, “thank you,” she said and you nodded. You moved a little closer so you could pull her into a short hug seeing as how uncomfortable the floor was. “You’ve got friends here who will always stick up for you. I just so happen to be one of them alright, I promise I won’t let anything happen to you,” you promised the girl and she held you tighter.

You sat there for a moment with Max before finishing up your task and moving on.

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Nancy stood with Steve ripping pieces of tape while he stapled the tarp. “You and (y/n) seem to be getting along well,” she spoke up softly. He looked over at her, “Yeah, she’s a sweet girl, I like her,” he said. “I was surprised to see you with her and the kids. I bet she was a bit protective wasn’t she?” Nancy asked. “She was, I mean she would do anything for those kids really. She’s incredible with them,” Steve complemented not even realizing the smile that took its place on his lips. “Yeah, she always has been. Especially with Dustin, I mean you and him seem to be getting along pretty well too. I’m sure she’s happy about that,” she said with a small smile. “She really loves the kid and I understand why, I mean I care for him too,” Steve told her. “I’m sure she appreciates it,” she nodded. “She’s usually really shy, but she seems incredibly comfortable around you. That’s a rare thing for her, she must trust you a lot,” she spoke once more. Steve looked over at her with a small glint in his eyes at her words. Despite Steve’s heartbreak he couldn’t help but feel warmed at the thought of you putting your trust in his hands and having faith in him not to break it.

Before anything else could be said everyone joined together to finish setting up the plan and putting it in motion.

They carried Will into the shed and shut the door.

You were all waiting in the house while, Joyce, Jim, Mike, and Jonothan were in the shed with Will. Doing their best to get through to him, while not letting him know where he was.

You were scared that the plan wouldn’t work and scared that more people would get hurt, and this thing would never go away. You watched as your brother watched out the kitchen window obviously eager to know what was happening to his friend. You sat on the couch and watched as Steve took a couple of practice swings with the bat as if he needed them. Your elbows perched on your knees with your head in your hands.

“Everything will be ok,” you heard Steve’s voice cut through the silence. You looked up at him with sad eyes, “I’m not sure,” you said honestly and ran a hand through your hair. “What do you mean you’re not sure?” he asked and set the bat down before sitting on the couch next to you. “I mean, Bob is dead Steve. Will is practically possessed, there are these god-forsaken monsters everywhere and I just can’t keep up anymore. I don’t know what to do, I’m scared, I’m honestly scared,” you admitted, your voice breaking the process. You felt your eyes tear up and you turned away from him. He placed a hand on your back slowly rubbing soothing circles across its expanse. “I know how scary this is, and I know it seems pretty bleak but we’ll be ok. We got through it last year, and we will this time too,” he spoke but you cut him off. “I just don’t want anyone to die, I don’t want anyone to get hurt, we’ve already lost so much, and what if something happens to the kids? God, I’d never forgive myself ever. I would die if something happened to them, I’d die Steve.” you cried and looked over at him with fear in your eyes. He looked at you sympathetically. “Listen to me. I swear to you, nothing will happen to the kids. I won’t let anything happen, and I know for damn sure you won’t either. The kids will be ok, everyone will be ok do you hear me?” he asked and pressed a hand to your cheek. More tears fell down your cheeks as you nodded your head. “Promise me, that you’ll be ok?” you asked him softly. He now held your face with both hands as he knelt down in front of you. “I promise you, that I’ll be ok. I promise.” he said and gently rested his forehead against yours. Wiping away the tears that had fallen, you stayed there for a while just taking each other in.

He pulled away the slightest bit so he could tilt your head down to place a kiss on your forehead. His lips lingered for a few seconds and you sighed in relief at the feeling of him with you.

“Why, don’t we clean you up, alright?” he asked softly and you nodded your head. “Okay,” you whispered. He let you go so he could stand back up. Helping you up he nudged you in front of him guiding you with a hand at the small of your back to the bathroom. You entered the small room and turned on the light. He closed the door and you grabbed some tissue to clean off the mascara under your eyes. He saw your shaking hands and took the tissue from your grip. He got it wet and gently wiped the excess makeup away. He tossed the tissue away and for a while, you just stood there, you looked at him and your chest tightened. You wanted nothing more than for him to hold you and you think somehow he knew that. To be honest, he wanted the same thing, so that’s what he did.

He reached out to you and pulled you into him. His arms wrapped tightly around you while yours wound tightly around him as well. His body was warm and it seemed to subside the cold you felt during this time. Your head rested against his chest and his rested on top of yours. You felt safe, and secure in his arms. You felt as if he was a safe haven at this moment because to you that’s what he was. He could tell how much you needed it by how tightly you were holding on and he swore that he would hold you forever if you asked him to.

All of a sudden a knock sounded at the door and you jumped slightly, “Hey, it’s ok it was just a knock,” he said and ran his hand over your hair. “You guys, we need you,” you heard Nancy’s voice and you sighed. “We’ll be right out,” Steve told her and you just squeezed him tighter. “Thank you,” you mumbled against his chest. “You have nothing to thank me for,” he said before slowly letting you go. Before he could open the door you picked up his hand and placed a kiss on it, he smiled at you softly before leaning down to kiss your cheek. “Let’s go, you ready?” he asked and held the door handle. You nodded softly, “I’m ready,” you responded for the second time that night.

He led you out the door and your brother eyed you suspiciously. He saw your puffy red eyes and red cheeks. You stood by him and he looked up at you. “Are you ok?” he asked. You nodded at him, “I’m alright Dustin, just needed to talk that’s all,” you told him and his heart dropped a bit at the thought of you not talking to him. “You can talk to me you know?” he asked and you smiled softly down at him. “I know Dusty, I know,” you said and kissed his head. He was just going to have to accept the fact that maybe it wasn’t him you could talk to about something. “I love you, Dustin,” you said and he looked up at you with furrowed brows. “I love you too, are you really ok?” he asked. “I am, I just wanted you to know,” you said and hugged him tightly. He hugged you back for a few seconds before having to let go.

Steve looked at you and Dustin and sighed. He knew how scared you were and it broke his heart, he was just going to have to be there with you and he would happily do that. He wanted you to feel as safe as you could, and he’d do anything to help you feel that way.

“What’s going on?” you asked everyone sitting at the table. “We think Will is using Morse code,” Lucas informed you. Before you could respond Hopper was already sending it over to you.

Dustin wrote it down as it came through and Lucas associated the letter with the dashes and dots. “Dash dot, dash, dot,” Dustin wrote down and Lucas located the letter.

“Okay, got it. C.” he informed and Nancy wrote it down. This kept on going until you finally got what you were looking for.

“Close gate,” is what it said and your brows furrowed.

The phone suddenly began to ring and immediately Dustin was up, he picked it up and hung it back up to stop it. It started to ring again and acting fast you ripped it off of the wall.

“Do you think he heard that?” Max asked. “It’s just a phone it could be anywhere right?” Steve asked.

There was a pause of silence that was almost instantaneously filled with distant screeching and your heart dropped immediately. They knew where you were.

“That’s not good,” Dustin spoke and you just stood there in shock.

The door opened and in came everyone who was in the shed. Hopper walking in last with two guns in his hands. The kids sat on the couch facing the window, “Hey, get away from the windows!” he commanded and they all got off the couch and into the middle of the room.

He looked at Jonathan, “Do you know how to use this?” he asked him. “What?” Jonathan asked in panic. “Can you use this?!” he asked louder this time. “I can,” Nancy spoke up and took the gun from his hands.

Steve quickly tucked you behind him along with the kids. Immediately you went to stand by them, though you had no weapon you were ready to do anything to keep them safe. To keep anyone safe.

“Where are they?” Max asked in fear. You could hear them getting louder and your heart started to hammer against your chest. They were right outside, “What are they doing?” Nancy asked breathlessly. They snarled loudly outside, it made you jump and turn to face the window.

It sounded like it was groaning in pain almost, like it was being hurt. Your brows pulled together in confusion at the sound fearing what was to come.

All at once, everything went completely silent and you felt your heart stop. It crashed through the window and you all screamed and moved away from it. It looked as if it was dead as Hopper walked over to it gun still pointed straight at it. “Holy shit,” Dustin said as he looked on at it. “What the hell?” you asked as you moved in front of the kids once again. “Is it dead?” Max asked as she looked at it from behind you. Hopper nudged it with his foot and it lay still, it lay dead.

A creak sounded from the door and you all turned to face it. The lock clicked and Steve moved in front of you and Hopper moved to the front of the group. You all stood there in fear, waiting with bated breath as the door opened.

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staygoldwriting · 2 years ago

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First Love, Part III

Summary: Y/N is a senior prep, Nancy Wheeler’s best friend, and quite possibly Eddie Munson’s first love ❤️

Part I 🌹 Part II

Word count: ~970

Warnings: FLUFF, only dialogue (Eddie in quotes, y/n without)

A/N: I decided to try something new for this chapter and make it entirely dialogue because it’s the phone call! I hope you like it, and the next part will be the baking session 🍪 Enjoy, and please show love and support!!

Hello?

“Hi, Y/N, it’s Eddie.”

Hey, Eddie! How are you?

“I’m fine, thanks. Um, how, how are you?”

I’m okay I guess, thank you.

“Why just okay?”

I-um-I miss you.

“Wait, really?”

Of course, silly, I like being around you.

“Wow… thank you. Same here. And I miss you too.”

So, how was Hellfire tonight? Any big moments?

“Oh, just the usual. We’re still continuing the storyline surrounding Vecna, I think I told you about him, and Kas. We’re in the middle of it right now, and we’re at the point where the kids still think Kas is dead and or evil. I’m concentrating on that part because, as weird as it sounds, I really want to pay attention to their reactions. I try to make the campaigns so that when almost all hope is lost, the players have a moment where they have to decide if it’s worth the risk to keep the hope and fight, or just give up. I feel like that shows a person’s true character, you know what I mean?”

Definitely! So, what did the party choose?

“They chose to fight. Can’t say I’m surprised, they’re pretty tough guys.”

I’m sure. Wheeler doesn’t joke around, and he’s probably the easiest going of that freshman bunch.

“Ha, no kidding! Henderson’s a beast sometimes.”

He’s very passionate, that’s for sure. The boys tell me you’re the same, that you really like to get into the game.

“Oh, man, why would they say that?”

I think it’s admirable, and… cute. It’s always good to have something you care about so deeply.

“I guess you’re right. What’s that for you?”

For me, I think it’s writing. I love writing because it lets me escape the world around me, create my own stories, sort of take charge of life. I guess that’s why I like hearing about D&D because it’s like writing in the sense that you can create your own reality; you can be whoever you want to be. And sometimes, you can take that into your real life. You adopt those characteristics and embrace them, and I feel like it makes this world even better. Does that make any sense?

“…Yeah, that’s exactly how I feel about D&D. That’s why I enjoy it so much. I know I don’t make it seem that way, but being pushed into lockers, being called a freak, being forced to be an outsider in my own town… it chips away at my image and opinion of myself. I let their comments and their actions get to me, and when it becomes too much, I go back to D&D because there, I can be a hero. There, I’m wanted, followed… loved.”

I wish people would treat you differently, Eddie, really. I’ve always thought you were a really cool guy, and you’re so nice too. I don’t know why people can’t see it. I’ve tried to explain it to other people, but they just don’t seem to get it.

“Other people don’t really know how to use their imaginations, that’s why.”

I guess so. It’s a shame. When you don’t use it, you miss out on meeting some great people. Like you.

“You’re just being nice.”

I’m really not. I… I like you, Eddie. A lot. I mean it.

“I-um, ha-I really like you too, Y/N. And I really like talking to you. Part of me felt like you had given me a fake number or something.”

I would never! Eddie Munson, is that what you think of me?

“Ha, I can tell you’re joking, but honestly, I think I was a little scared that you were. People often aren’t what you’d expect, especially when they’re as nice as you are.”

Well, I’m only nice to the people that deserve it, so count yourself lucky!

“Ha, I will, definitely… Y/N?”

Yeah?

“When you asked me to bake cookies with you tomorrow… Did you ask me because you like me a lot?”

As in, do I want tomorrow to be a date?

“Yeah.”

Do you want it to be?

“… I mean, absolutely?”

Good, me too.

“So, um, what did you do tonight?”

Well, I was at Nancy’s house for a while. We were just doing homework, and we were going to paint our nails when Johnathan came over and surprised her. That was around when Hellfire ended, so I thought that’d be a good time for me to go and to bring the boys home.

“That sounds like a nice night. I hope Hellfire didn’t interrupt your plans.”

No, not at all! Nancy and Johnathan definitely needed the alone time, you know?

“That makes sense… I’m excited for tomorrow.”

Me too, I can hardly wait! I thought we could make lemon cookies and some snickerdoodles. Do you like snickerdoodles?

“I do, I used to make them with my uncle Wayne.”

Well, if you have a good recipe, please bring it over! I don’t have one that’s worked well for me, but I was hoping that maybe you’d bring me luck.

“I’ve got it around here somewhere. I’ll make sure to bring it!”

Thanks, Eddie.

“You’re welcome. Hey, would you maybe like to get lunch before we bake the cookies? I could pick you up and we could get pizza or something, you know, if you’d like to. No pressure.”

That sounds perfect, Eddie, I’d love to! What’s your favorite pizza topping?

“Oh, psh, that’s a hard one. Sausage maybe? What about you?”

Probably peppers, and always with extra cheese!

“Ha, a sausage and pepper pizza with extra cheese. Goes together well, don’t you think?”

We-I mean, they, certainly do.

“I agree on both… So, should I pick you up around noon?”

I’ll be here.

“Great. Well, I’ll let you get some sleep. Sweet dreams, Y/N.”

You too, Eddie.

To be continued 🌹

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felassan · 4 years ago

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Some DA trivia and dev commentary from Twitter

There’s a lot of different tweets, so I’m just pasting and linking to the source rather than screencapping them all or making several different posts or something. Post under cut for length.

User: Was dragon age 2 your favourite in the franchise?

David Gaider: DA2 was the project where my writing team was firing on all cylinders, and they wrote like the wind- because they had to! Second draft? Pfft. Plot reviews? Pfft. I was so proud of what we all accomplished in such a brief time. I didn't think it was possible. [source] DA2 is, however, also where the goal posts kept moving. Things kept getting cut, even while we worked. I had to write that dialogue where Orsino turned even if you sided with him, because his boss battle had been cut and there was no time to fix the plot. A real WTF moment. >:( [source]

Mike Rousseau: I remember bugging that! And then being told it wasn't a bug, and being so confused. Doing QA for DA2 was an experience. Trial by fire. [source]

DG: So I think it's safe to say DA2 is my favorite entry in the DA franchise and also the sort of thing I never want to live through ever again. Mixed feelings galore. [source]

User: (I personally blame whoever it was for ruining most romance arcs in other games for me; they don't live up to Fenris's romance storyline)

DG: I wrote Fenris, so uh - me, I guess? Or maybe his cinematic designer, who put in the puppy dog eyes. [source]

User: If DA2 had just been an expansion, do you think it would have been better received? There was a lot of great stuff in there, and I think my initial dislike of it was because of the zone reuse. If it hadn't needed to be a full game, would that issue not have arisen?

DG: Hard to say. It was either going to be an over-scoped expansion or an under-scoped sequel. If it had stayed an expansion, it might never have received the resources/push it DID get. [source]

User: I'd love to visit the universe where you had an extra year or so to work on it. You did a very good job as it stands, but it definitely had rough edges. Not just the writing team either. The whole game had hit and miss moments, that just a little more dev time could have fixed.

DG: On one hand, DA2 existed to fill a hole in the release schedule. More time was never in the cards. DA2 was originally planned as an expansion! On the other, if we had more time, would we have started doing that thing where we second guess/iterate ourselves into mediocrity? [shrug emoji] [source]

Jennifer Hepler: This is what I love about DA2. Personally, I greatly prefer something that's rough and raw and sincere to something that's had all the soul polished out of it. Extra time would have helped for art and levels, but it would have lost something too. [source]

DG: Right? I think we could have used some time for peer reviews (and fewer cuts), but I think the rawness of the writing lent a certain spark that we usually polished out. [source]

JH: Definitely. I think the structure (more character-driven) and the tightness of the timeframe let each individual writer's voice really come through. Polish can be very homogenizing. [source]

DG: I should add I'm not, by any means, against iteration. Some iteration is good and necessary. The problem that BioWare often had is that we never knew when to stop. Like a goldfish, we would fill the space given to us by constantly re-iterating on things that were "good enough". [source]

Patrick Weekes: I appreciate your incredibly diplomatic use of the past tense on "had". :D [source]

User: DA2 was my gateway into the series and I’m so happy it is. I love the game the way that it is. It’s one of my favorites of all time. But I am also aware of everything that was said here. If it were remastered, do you think it would change?

DG: I'd be surprised if it was ever remastered. If it was, do you really think they'd change things? Do remasters do that? No idea. [source]

User: Both sides got undercut as I recall. Didn't that whole sequence also end with the mage leader embracing blood magic? It was very much "a plague on both your houses" moment, at least for me.

DG: Yep. Orsino was supposed to have his own version of Meredith's end battle, which only happened if you sided with the templars. That got cut, but the team still wanted to use the model we'd made for him. So... that happened. [source]

DG: I would personally say that DA2 is a fantastic game hidden under a mountain of compromises, cut corners, and tight deadlines. If you can see past all that, you'll see a fantastic game. I don't doubt, however, that it's very difficult for most to do that. [source]

PW: I love DAI with all my selfish "I worked on this" heart, but DA2's follower arcs and relationships are probably my favorite in the series. [source]

User: As I've expressed many times, I love the game, especially it's writing and characters but, for me, the most impressive aspect of it, in consideration of it's lack of time for drafts and revisions, is the 2nd act with Arishok. What amazingly complex character and fantastic duel

User: Just played it again and I have to agree. Though he is bound by the harsher tenants of the Qun, he makes valid points about free marcher society. Though it is obvious that he and Hawke will come to blows eventually, the tension builds gradually and understandably

DG: Luke did such a fantastic job with the Arishok I found myself sometimes wishing the Qunari plot had just been THE plot. [source]

User: What do you think would have changed, story wise, if you had more time for DA2?

DG: I would have taken out that thing where Meredith gets the idol. It was forced on me because she needed to be "super-powered" with red lyrium for her final battle. Being "crazy", however, robbed her side of the mage/templar argument of any legitimacy. I hated hated hated that. [source]

User: I deeply lament that there wasn't/couldn't be some sort of DA2 equivalent of Throne of Bhaal's Ascension mod.

DG: I'd have done it, if DA2 had allowed for anything but the most rudimentary of modding. ;) [source]

User: I mean, and I think I understand where you were trying, but how much legitimacy did the Templars and her as top Templar have after they're keeping the mages locked up against their will in the old slave quarters? Feel free to not reply.

DG: I think it's the kind of discussion which requires nuance, and which discussions on the Internet are not prone to. [source]

User: Was a compromise that the quest lines don’t branch? It felt like it was supposed to be that way but then you end up in the same place later regardless of what you pick. Like I hoodwinked the templars so good to help the apostates escape but in Act II they were caught anyway.

DG: I remember us having a lot more branching in the initial planning yes. Most of this got trimmed out in the first or second wave of cuts, in an effort to not cut the plots altogether. [source]

DG: "If you could Zack Snyder DA2, what would you change?" Wow. I'm willing to bet Mark or Mike (or anyone else on the team) would give very different answers than me, but it's enough to give a sober man pause, because that was THE Project of Multiple Regrets. [source] I mean, it's the most hypothetical of hypotheticals. It's never gonna happen. I wouldn't be surprised if EA considered DA2 its embarrassing red-headed stepchild. We'd also need to ignore that in many ways DA2 was as good as it was bad BECAUSE of how it was made. But that aside? [source] First, either restore the progressive changes to Kirkwall we'd planned over the passing of in-game years or reduce the time between acts to months instead of years... which, in hindsight, probably should have been done as soon as the progressive stuff was cut. [source] I'm sure you're like "get rid of repeated levels!" ...but I don't care about that. All I wanted was for Kirkwall to feel like a bigger city. Way more crowded. More alive! Fewer blood mages. [source] I'd want to restore the plot where a mage Hawke came THIS close to becoming an abomination. An entire story spent trapped in one's own head while trapped on the edge of possession. Why? Because Hawke is the only mage who apparently never struggles with this. It was a hard cut. [source]

User: I would LOVE to hear more details about this! I don’t suppose there’s any chance of a short story?

DG: I don't even remember the details of the story, sorry. There was a fight, and you caught the bad guy and then realized none of it was real and woke up idk [source]

DG: I'd want to restore all those alternate lines we cut, meaning people forget they'd met you. Or that they knew you were a mage. Or, oh god, that maybe they'd romanced you in DAO. So much carnage. [source] I'd want to restore the Act 3 plots we cut only because they were worked on too late, but which would have made the buildup to the mage/templar clash less sudden. Though I don't remember what they were, now. Some never got beyond being index cards posted on the wall. [grimace emoji] [source] As I mentioned elsewhere, I'd want to restore Orsino's end battle so he wouldn't need to turn on you even if you sided with him. And I'd want an end fight with the templars that didn't require Meredith to have red lyrium and go full Tetsuo. [source] Heck, maybe an end decision where you sided with neither the mages nor the templars. Because it certainly ended up feeling like you could brand both sides as batshit pretty legitimately, no? That was never planned, tho. No idea how to make that feel like an actual path atm. [source] Maybe an option to go "umm, Anders... what are you DOING?" 👀 [source] And, of course, a Varric romance, because Mary took that "slimy car salesman" character we'd planned and did the impossible with him. I can feel Mary glaring at me for even suggesting this, tho. [source] Lastly, the original expanded opening to the game which allowed you to spend time with Bethany and Carver BEFORE the darkspawn attacked. And, um, that's about it off the top of my head. Zack Snyder, WHAT PANDORA'S BOX HAVE YOU OPENED. [source] Shit, I remembered two more things: 1) Restore the "Varric exaggerates the heck out of the story" at the beginning of every Act, until Cassandra calls him on it. Yes, that was a thing. 2) Make DA: Exodus. Yes, I am still bitter. [source] God damn it, I meant "Make DA: Exalted March". The DA2 expansion, NOT Exodus since that was DA2's original name and makes no sense. Because the expansion ended with Varric dying, and that will always be on my "things left undone" list. [source]

User: Whaaaat?

DG: Well, you know that scene in Wrath of Khan where Spock goes into the dilithium chamber because he's a Vulcan? Well, imagine that but with Varric and red lyrium and because he's a dwarf. ;) [source]

John Epler: I distinctly remember referencing the bit from MGS4 where you crawl through the microwave corridor in the split screen, while cinematic battle rages on the other half. [source]

DG: It would have been glorious, John. Glorious. [source]

JE: I don't think I've ever been so certain what a shot should look like as I did Hawke coming in and finding Varric in the broken throne, just like when he was telling Cassandra his story. [source]

DG: It would have come full circle! Auggghh, it still kills me. [source]

User: Lord, you folks are a little too good at this.

JE: The true secret behind videogame narrative is knowing how to make yourself seem a lot more clever than you actually are. [source] 'Oh, we TOTALLY planned that.' [source]

User: Ok, this thread [the DA2 regrets thread, which is the big chunks above] but Inquisition.

DG: My regrets about Inquisition are, more or less, the normal kind. Nothing so dramatic, I'm afraid. [source]

User: You can keep your Varric romance, I want a Flemeth romance goddamnit!

DG: I would allow for one flirt option, and then a recording of Kate Mulgrew laughing for three minutes straight. [source]

User: I had a hypothesis about the repetitive caves in DA2. They're repetitive because it's Varric telling the story and he didn't consider them important. They're like sets in a play. (Okay, I really suspect it was a time/money/resources thing but I like my fake explanation better.)

DG: Hang a lampshade on it, maybe? Cassandra: "But that's the exact cave you were in last time?" Varric: "Whatever. They all look the same, I'm not THAT kind of dwarf. Can we move on?" [source]

User: that makes sense, hypothetically to make Varric romanceable and keep his arc—that had to happen for the main plot—I imagine you would have to make double the content (or more)? which would've been a tall order given the time/budget constraints the game was under

DG: Right. When it comes to "romance arc" vs. "follower story arc", we generally only had time to do one or the other. Never both. Romancing Varric would have meant not getting the story of his that you did. [source]

Mary Kirby: The one exaggeration I really, REALLY wanted, that we never got to do was Varric narrating his own death scene with Hawke weeping over him, then cutting to Cassandra's pissed off glaring at him. [source]

DG: Haha! The one I wanted was Varric's plot where he takes on the baddies single-handedly, sliding across the floor like Jet Lee, action movie-style, until finally Cassandra gets irritated and he has to admit Hawke & the rest of the party showed up to help. [source]

MK: We did that one! (He didn't do any Jet Lee moves, though.) Jepler gave him letterboxing to get The Good, the Bad, & the Ugly showdown vibes while he shot a ton of mooks single-handed. [source]

DG: Wow. Shows how much I remember. [source]

JE: I found it! I remember seeing this sequence as my treat for doing a bunch of much more challenging work. It was fun to see how far I could push our limited library of animations. [link] [source]

DG: Heh awesome. I could have sworn it was cut, honestly. I think I was even in that meeting. [source]

User: no disrespect but that’s surprising and rich of Mary “Hard in Hightown” Kirby to think DA2 shouldn’t have had a Varric romance when she wrote an entire book of Varric’s self-insert character pining over his Hawke insert character… HIH is the reason we had VHawke Summer 2018

DG: I can't *really* speak for Mary, or how she feels about it now compared to back then. I only know how she felt about it back then, and I'm not sure it was as much the concept of the romance but that Varric's entire story would be bent to "romance arc" ...a very different thing. [source]

JH: I remember pushing to have the first DLC start with Hawke having an option to ask Varric, "Did you tell Cassandra about us?" and if you picked it, Varric would answer, "Of course not, baby. I told her you were sleeping with X..." and then proceed as if you had had a full romance. [source]

DG: I still wonder how that would have gone over. x) [source]

JE: Okay, one more DA2 thing. Putting together the cinematics for this scene was a blast. [link] [source]

MK: These lines are my greatest legacy. I want "Make sure the world knows I died... at Chateau Haine!" inscribed on my tombstone. [source]

JE: I was so glad no one said 'no' to the crane shot. [source]

MK: It needs that crane shot. It's the perfect icing on that cake made from solid cheese. [source]

DG: The designers were all "we need more combat" and I think we were all "I think you underestimate just HOW interesting we can make this dinner party". [source]

JE: And finally. I think @SherylChee wrote the one-liner. I think we had a collection of like, 20. [link] [source]

Sheryl Chee: Yeah! Something like that! I remember submitted a whole bunch and Frank said you only needed one. Wish I'd kept the other fifteen. [source]

JE: A random chooser where, each time through the scene, you get a different one-liner. [source]

JE: DA2 is the project I'm the proudest of. I also absolutely get that it didn't land for a lot of people. But I don't think it's inaccurate to say that, in a lot of ways, DA2 defined my career. [source] Everyone spent a year working at their maximum ability. I was a fresh cinematic designer and was given all of Varric's content, as well as the Act 1 Finale mission. It was a lot for someone who had been doing the Cinematics thing for literally 6 months. [source] There's some stuff in there I can't look at without wincing. And there's some stuff I'm genuinely proud of. Not to mention, it was my introduction to most of the writing team. Several of whom I'm still working with today! Albeit in a different capacity [source] Also, weirdly, one of my most enduring memories of Dragon Age 2 is how much Bad Company 2 we'd play at lunch. It was a LOT. [source] Every game I've worked on has a game I played attached to it. ME2 is Borderlands. DA2 is Bad Company 2. DAI is DayZ. I, hmm. There's a progression there. I don't know how I feel about it. [source]

User: Is DA4 going to be tarkov then?

JE: I've kind of churned out of Tarkov for now. Probably Hunt Showdown, at least right now. [source]

User: I think people also don't take nuance into consideration -- like I FULLY acknowledge the flaws in my favorite games and will openly criticize them, but that doesn't mean they're not my favorite games anymore??? You can like and thing and still be critical of it.

JE: A lot of my favourite shit is deeply flawed! I acknowledge it and I think it's interesting to dissect the flaws. [source]

User: I still wish Justice was an actual character in DA2 rather than a plot point.

DG: There was a moment during DAI where we *almost* put in you running into Justice with the Grey Wardens, and he's all "Kirkwall? I never went to Kirkwall" [source]

User: Does that imply that Justice was shoehorned in to DA2?

DG: Nah, it was an in-joke where we thought it'd be fun to suggest that "Justice" was simply some demon that tricked Anders in DA2. Wooo those tricky demons! We didn't do it, though. [source]

User: [about templars] except, I don't think it had very much legitimacy to begin with. keep in mind, we interact with other characters with the same argument. The one that comes to mind is Cullen, a sane templar in power. The templar's side of the argument is inherently flawed.

DG: I don't doubt that many people agree with you, and yet people can and do argue on behalf of the templars as well. My place isn't to pick a side, but to provide evidence that players can interpret for themselves [source]

User: Can you shed some light for us on how DA was able to do multiple same-sex romance options for different genders but the Mass Effect team treated them like the plague? What process existed for your team that just wasn't their for the other tentpole franchise?

DG: Different people making the decisions, almost different cultures. I don't know what it's like now, but for many years the Mass Effect team and the Dragon Age team were almost like two different studios working within the same building. [source]

User: It truly boggles the mind. Kudos for doing demonstrably better on consistent queer representation than the ME teams. Y'all never needed us to make petitions to try to get the studio's attention and ask them to do better by us. That's the fight we're once again embroiled in now.

DG: Honestly, I don't feel like tut-tutting the Mass Effect team. They did their part, and if they were a bit later to the show than the DA team they certainly did more than almost every other game out there -- and willingly. [source]

Updates begin here

User: So what was the reason for naming Dragon age 2 "Dragon age II" and not using a subtitle?

DG: As I recall, that was purely a publisher decision. I think they wanted to avoid the impression it was an expansion. [source]

User: Is there no chance of ever remaking DA2 under better circumstances? -Somehow remove the repetitiveness of gameplay by making changes and updating the tech and adding much more to the storyline. It could almost be a new very exciting game.

DG: I'd say there's zero chance of that. Let's keep our hopes up for the next DA title instead. [source]

User: I am a little confused here, help me out here please! How exactly was the cut boss battle with Orsino supposed to work out? How it would've kept him from turning against the player?

DG: It means that, if you sided with the templars, the entire boss bottle at the end would have been against Orsino and the mages. No fight against Meredith. The end decision would have been more divergent. [source]

User: I do remember that one of the reasons going around for that, was that resources were going to the transition to Frostbite. I'm still not fully sold on that having been a good choice. I felt that more time should have been given for that transition considering it was made for FPSs

DG: We didn't transition to Frostbite until DAI. Given our time frame for DA2, I don't think we *could* have transitioned to a new engine. [source]

User: Since your talking about the what could have been for DA2. Could you say what your script was for Anthem? Cause I remember reading that you wrote the plot on that game.

DG: I created a setting for Anthem and scripted out a plot - but, as I understand it, almost none of that ended up being used. So it's a bit pointless to talk about what I'd planned, as that'd be for some completely different type of game. [source]

User: [in reference to the exchange above where DG said “Being "crazy", however, robbed her side of the mage/templar argument of any legitimacy. I hated hated hated that.” re: Meredith] except, I don't think it had very much legitimacy to begin with. keep in mind, we interact with other characters with the same argument. The one that comes to mind is Cullen, a sane templar in power. The templar's side of the argument is inherently flawed.

If I missed a tweet, got the wrong source link or included a tweet twice, feel free to let me know and I’ll correct.

Edit / Update: Post update 22nd April

#dragon age #bioware #video games #fenris #the Fenaissance #long post #longpost #cassandra pentaghast #my lady paladin #dragon age 4 #the dread wolf rises #da4 #mass effect

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wangxianficrecs · 4 years ago

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1. Hi, I'm looking for an Untamed fic, maybe you'll be able to help. It's a canon divergence AU in which WWX doesn't lose his core, Jiang Fengmian lives and it's implied that his core was transferred to JC (heavily implied; JFM retires as the Sect Leader after that). This is absolutely not the most important part of this fic but it's a paragraph that I've got stuck in my head and now I'm searching for the rest @_@ Thanks in advance! ~ @otemporaetmores

FOUND! by @notsobabblespace, who was reminded of I’m aching and I know you are too by edenwolfie (part 3 in series, M, 23k, wangxian)

FOUND! by @jim-is-spocks-thyla, who suggests ❤️ to arrive late is better than not to arrive at all by Moominmammashandbag (M, 35k, wangxian) [ETA: Oops, not this one. JFM has no core, but he didn’t give it to JC]

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2. Hi Mojo! I’m in need of you/your followers help in finding a fic that I read a little while ago. It was a fic where Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi lived together in Cloud Recesses and their children were Sizhui and an OOC that was younger than him. I remember SiZhui faced a lot of criticism for not being the chief cultivator’s real child? And they were happy he had a younger sibling that would be sect leader in the future because he was blood. Come to think of it, this is probably an ABO fic too. Thanks for your time 💜

FOUND! @andidontmeanto believes this is Blue Blood by PotterheadAvengerDemigod (T, 91k, wangxian, my post)

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3. Aksks it's like 3 am but I just remembered a fic and I can't find it?? I'd really, really appreciate your help. It was a wangxian fic, maybe a oneshot idk, and lwj was kind of a nerd and wwx a badboy? So basically lwj has a massive crush on him and dresses up like wwx etc. (i think he even got an undercut) and after a party they sleep with each other at lwj's place?

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4. i’m looking for a fic set in the where lwj’s mother killed his father? i don’t think that was a main plot point but it did show up in his backstory - any idea what this might be? ~ @thehype

FOUND! @rentslirott thinks this could be ❤️the best of you by sysrae (E, 42k, wangxian, my post)

FOUND! @castaways-logbook offers The Right to Care by travelingneuritis (E, 39k, wangxian, WIP)

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5. ... same as #6 ...

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6. Hello friend, sorry for the inconvenience but I wanted to see if you could please find me a fic that I lost but I only remember more or less the final part, it goes more or less like this, lan zhan and wei ying are kidnapped by jin guangyao and lock them up if not I'm wrong in some cells next to lan xichen after the fights jin guangyao dies but lan xichen did know how bad jin guangyao had done and he didn't care and then to get revenge he wants to kill wei ying but lan zhan kills him and sizhui gets scared It was more or less like that, please help me ~ @isa0123lol

FOUND! by @wangxiansfics who says that tragically it’s no longer available, but @dulachodladh found it on WaybackMachine here: Thread and Needle by haysel (M, 86k, wangxian)

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7. Hi, Mojo! I'm glad that you're back but I hope you enjoyed your time off tumblr! Can you and/or your followers help me find a fic? I think the summary was talking about wwx and somehow they were asking mingjue for help since he's the only one who can help. The summary was in italics and it's a dialogue from some guy? And a shorter summary below. Sadly this is the only thing I can remember but I hope you can still help me

FOUND! @alwayswenning suggests love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, has it’s own fanfic here, I just finished this last night!, my bookmark)

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8. Sorry to bombard you as soon as you're back, but this one's driving me crazy--a modern AU where they met online. WWX thinks LWJ is an old man from how he talks. I don't remember much except the excerpt made it seem like he still was amused by/enjoyed talking to him, and Wen Qing was telling him it was a bad idea and to stop. It's not How to Fall In Love With a Catfish, tho that one is brilliant! (Also any top notch identity porn would be great) Hope your break was restful, you deserve it! Thanks

Here’s my #identity porn tag, but I’m not sure about this exact story.

I'm the anon for #8 on the fic finder. Though I'm excited to read it, the suggested fic isn't the one I was looking for. I swear I thought I saw it on here around a month ago or slightly more, but searches have failed me.

FOUND! Rating: General Audiences by Mishaa (T, 18k, wangxian WIP) - mysterious author LWJ (speculated to be an old man because of his formality) and infamous artist WWX paired up for an Untamed Big Bang (in an AU where JGY was the series’ antiheroic protagonist; this fic was written before the release of CQL.)

FOUND? could you be looking for Something Real by Latios (G, 5k, wangxian, my post) - wwx thinks lwj is an old man, but there’s no WQ. There are many pictures of bunnies.

SIMILAR! @emilysidhe thought of ID Bro Saga by Bowandtie (T, 39k, wangxian)

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9. Hey, how are you? Could you help me please? I've read 3 fanfics once, but I can't find them anymore. 1 - Nanny Problem, Wei is going to be the babysitter of A-Yuan, he is an omega and Lan is an alpha. 2 - Doctor Perfect, Yibo is an omega nurse and Xiao is an alpha doctor. 3 - The Baby of my Omega, Yibo is omega and Xiao is alpha, both of them are bodyguards, but Yibo has to protect Xiao in the beginning. I think they were at ao3, but I really can't find them. Can you help me please? Thank you!! ~ @weallmad

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10. Hi! Im happy you’re back. I hope you had a good break. I missed your recommendations, but at the same time i got a break from fics and actually studied to my tests haha. [Ah! I’m glad to hear your time was spent productively!] I’m looking for a fic like Linger in the Sun by etymologyplayground. In the fic im looking for wangxian slowly lose their senses instead of all of them at once. Like they lose their hearing, then touch, sight etc, They can’t see each other or hear each other. I’m sorry i can’t explain very well.

FOUND? Could you be thinking of ❤️shadows in the sun rise by Yuu_chi (E, 25k, wangxian)? Only lwj losese his senses one by one in this one, though.

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11. heyyy im trying to find this fic where wwx died the first time he was thrown in to the burial mounds then 10 years later he gets resurrected or something. I can't find it on AO3 and it's been bugging me for days. Thank you!

FOUND! Well, @moku-youbi offers both of these as possibilities:

Did I Not Explain Why the Sunset Turns Red? by 3988Akasha (E, 100k, wangxian)

we're starting at the end by Miss_Enthusiasimal (M, 95k, wangxian)

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12. Hi I am looking for a fic where wwx is a witch (/mage?) in a world where magic is being persecuted (especially in Gusu) except for Yunmeng/Lanling I think but they're still frowned upon nonetheless. Then after accidentally hurting Shijie, wwx runs away, and ends up hiding in Gusu pretending to be a servant to lwj (lwj is a prince, lxc is the emperor) but lwj actually knows of his identity and tries not-so-discreetly to protect him from being caught. Thanks!

FOUND! by @bibliobasilisk who gives us Witchfinder by misbehavingvigilante (E, 86k, wangxian)

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13. Hi! Firstly, I'm glad to see you're back, and I hope your break was a good one! I'm trying to find a LWJ/WWX story that I had planned to read and ending up losing before I could. It was set in the immediate aftermath of the 33 lashes, LWJ is in the Jingshi recovering when a healer(?) discovers he's pregnant (by WWX). It may have been a/b/o verse, but I'm not 100% on that. Part of the story was a flashback to when WWX was still alive. Thank you!

FOUND! by nonny themself. It’s Unexpected Surprise by Glucose_Gremlin (E, 4k, wangxian)

SIMILAR! @mondelgel suggests my heart is kept as pure as ice in a jade vase/一片冰心在玉壶 by Daledesu (M, 21k, wangxian, WIP)

SIMILAR! from @impending-cuttlefish: something new, something white, something blue by ariskamalt (E, 140k, wangxian, WIP)

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14. I'm trying to find this one fic where Jin Ling finds this diary that Wei Ying wrote as the Yiling Patriarch that basically reveals everything, including the golden core reveal and it even has training tips that helps Jon Ling improve. When Wei Ying comes back, he tries everything to keep him there because he is THE best uncle now. I need to find it because it is a N E E D.

FOUND? by @theladypeartree who says, “The Truth (Untold) is jl reading jyl's journals, not wwx's though. And mordant is jl returning wwx's journals that he found, not grew up with. Neither fit #14 properly, but I seriously could not find anything closer after two solid days of searching. Good luck!“

The Truth (Untold) by anxiouswreck0_0 (g, 3k, wangxian, jin ling & wei wuxian)

or this one on ffn:

mordant by tennisnotensai (M, 18k, wangxian, here’s the link for mobile)

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15. I have heard tell of a Sizhui/Jingyi fic where the boys end up going to Wangxian for advice about how to be intimate. Can you help me find it?

FOUND! @manaika-chan says this one is On Advisement by LaMachina17 (M, 19k, wangxian, zhuiling, chengyi)

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17. Hi! Sorry, do you happen to know that nsfw fic where wwx is still studying in the cloud recesses and he’s reading a novel (im not sure if it was from nhs) that features a cultivator couple and there’s a scene in the book where the woman was pegging her husband? Basically wwx got curious about this and tried fingering himself. I remember he was hiding in the back mountains and then lwj eventually caught him

FOUND? Could you be thinking of Deep in the Woods by malkinmalkout (E, 5k, wangxian, my post)?

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18. Ahhh I'm going crazy trying to think of a fic that I've read where Lan Zhan killed Wen Chao in a locker room and nie huaisang stood guard outside the door! Then lan zhan went to lan huan and said I killed someone and he said did they deserve it? Then it's fine. And I can't remember the name of the fic! Have you heard of it? ~ @uchihaautumn

FOUND! @artemisisdiana offers So Full Of Love (Wouldn't Know Where to Start) by witchupbitch (M, 54k, wangxian, WIP)

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19. Hi, I was wondering if you could help me find a fic. I read it a while ago and I don't really remember all the details but it was a modern au where Lan Wangji was a police officer in this small town and Wei Wuxian comes back after years, having left the town due to some stuff. Thank you in advance.

Btw love your blog. I live for your fic recs. [Thank you!]

FOUND? Could you be looking for medium blues by dark_and_terrible (E,193k, wangxian)? It appears to be taken down atm, but it might come back (it’s done it before).

FOUND! by @grannyweatherwaxshat who offers When a Bird Flies, It Leaves Feathers by Bem_Kofi (not rated, 75k, wangxian)

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20. Hi mojo!! First of all I luv your blog Thank you so much for all those ficrecs. [You’re welcome!] Actually I’m looking for a fic I read months ago. I probably found the fic from your blog. But I can’t seem to find it now 😢 it was a modern au wangxian fic (inspired by call me by ur name?) wwx was like 5 years older than lwj. (And lwj was like 16?) Wwx lives in another city but he spent around a year in cloud recesses with lwj in the past. And wwx yanli and jc visits cloud recesses again and wangxian gets 2gether

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[My ko-fi.]

#wangxian fic finder #wangxian #mdzs fic finder #wangxian fic rec

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twistedmusings · 4 years ago

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What Are You Writing?

A/N: JOKES ON YOU GUYS, I'M AN OBEY ME WRITERS BLOG NOW. Nah not really, I mean maybe I might start thinking about making one in the future but I see all these awesome writers in that fandom and I get i n t i m i d a t e d. Nevertheless, I did want to pull a harmless prank on my readers so...enjoy a labor of love and possible regret as I now have to work on other requests ó uò

How would the brothers act with a Writer MC?

-He almost jumps when you walk into the room, practically shouting his name as you go to stand next to his desk and take a peek at what he is working on.

“Can I help you? “You certainly can.”

-You place a notebook next to his stack of paperwork and take a pen out, opening it up to a blank page before staring at him and building up your courage to ask the next question.

“What would you do if I suddenly asked you to be my fake boyfriend for a day?”

-You certainly were keeping up with your role in being the one human he isn’t able to pin down, huh?

-He asks what in the world you are talking about and you squat near him so that you can explain what you were doing. RAD proved to be a lot more stressful than you thought and you didn’t need to remind him that you were playing therapist to seven demons so you needed some sort of break.

-You tell him that in the human world you had a habit of writing ideas, snippets and even random bits of dialogue when you got stressed so you had asked Satan to lend you a notebook and a pen so you could unwind but you had gotten stuck in one scene.

-The character you were writing was loosely based on Lucifer so you decided why not ask him what he would do in order to get some inspiration!

“So here I am! I don’t need an entire synopsis I just want to know because maybe that will spark something inside of me.”

-Pen to paper, you look up at Lucifer ready to write anything down and even though you were looking him straight in the eye you were not paying attention to just how hard Lucifer was staring at you.

-You really had no idea how he felt about you, did you?

-Even with the pact making, the Hellfire Newt Syrup incident, the countless of times he had tried to flirt with you to the point that anyone without eyes could tell how he felt about you, your human brain did not seem to accept the fact that the eldest of the seven demon lords had fallen for you.

-Was this just another way of torturing him? Who would have thought that you would be such a cruel master?

-If only he wasn’t bound to you by the pact. Not that he regretted it but without the pact the ‘need’ to submit to you wasn’t as strong, all he would have to do is grab your chin, turn your face towards his so that he could tell you explicitly what was going through his head every time he saw you--

“...I would walk you to class, first and foremost. We would leave the House of Lamentation together and arrive together as well. Maybe some impromptu dates. Free tutoring as well.” “That’s tempting~ Would you let me hang around in your study?” “You are already welcome to do that.” “Aw, when did you get so soft?”

-Get the hint already!

-Your hand is scribbling down every idea he says, making quips here and there as you both talk extensively about your fake dates would play out. The idea of having you all to himself without his brothers around was already so tempting yet here you were talking about it like it was just a passing thought.

-That wouldn’t do.

-He grabs the top of your pen and smiles when you look up at him in confusion.

“At end of the day, I want to make you feel like the most important person in my world. I don’t want there to be a single doubt in your mind that you belong with me. Pact or no pact, you changed me in ways I couldn’t even fathom, MC, and I am doing everything in my power so that you will see just how important you are to me.”

-Your eyes are staring up at him, wide and with surprise as he dares to cup your cheek.

-He did it. He had gotten through to you! All he had to do was lean in and--!

“Can you repeat that one more time?! Oh my god Luci that was so good! I’m showing this to Satan when I’m done! Thank you so much!”

-Lucifer’s hand drops to his lap as he watches you pick yourself up and run out of his study, his fist clenching in his hand as he thought of just how blind you could be for not seeing what he had tried to convey with those cliched words! Of all the humans--!

-He stops as he hears your giggles outside of the hallway, unclenching his fist and sighing as he tries to look at the positives.

-There had been a flush on your cheeks, of that he was sure. Which meant that in some way...his words had made an impact. He hoped it would take just a few more cheesy lines for you to fall for him.

”Mammon!!!!”

-From the top of his head to the tip of his toes, Mammon could feel himself shiver as you called out his name. Ever since he made that pact the way you would call out his name would send a pleasant shiver down his spine as he turned to greet you.

-Levi told him that you had been looking for him and he had practiced his greeting at least five times to make him look as cool as possible.

“Yo MC! I heard you were looking for the Great Mammon!”

-See? Wasn’t he cool?

-The brothers watched as you didn’t even greet Mammon, you just grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the living room telling everybody that you needed to talk to him privately.

-Privately? As in you two alone? Together?

-Well of course you wanted to talk to him alone! His awesome ways had probably finally gotten through to you and you were about to confess to him. Suck on THAT Lucifer!

-You push him into your room before closing the door and turning to look at him.

“I have something I need to ask you. Do you think you can help?”

-The words escape him before he even thinks them.

“Anything.”

“I want to go out with you. Tonight. Almost like a pretend date.”

-Fireworks go off inside his head as he feels tears prickle at the corners of his eyes. This was real, you were asking him out! You had picked him out of all his brothers despite how many messes he got you in and how much trouble tended to follow him--

-Wait, pretend?

-You proceed to show off your little book of writings, explaining to him that you had gotten stuck in trying to describe a hidden date between the protagonist and the love interest.

“They are trying to hide the fact they are dating from everybody so that they won’t get in trouble. I figured that a human and a demon going on a date is already somewhat of stigma as it is so I just want to see how it feels so I can describe it better.”

-He can’t really describe the sadness that he feels when you tell him it would all be pretend. Too much for dropping Grimm on wishing wells. He was going to go back and fish them all out tomorrow. What a letdown!

-Here he was, the GREAT Mammon letting a human toy with his heart like this!

“You won’t get in too much trouble if we do this...right?”

-The worry in your voice is what makes him look into your eyes. Your hand was on his as you looked for any signs of discomfort from the Avatar of Greed. Your eyes were entirely on him.

-Mammon’s subconscious: More of that please.

-You looked so worried for his well-being. Mammon had no idea who had told you that humans and demons were not allowed to date but they had clearly lied to you. There was no stigma whatsoever. And in retrospect he should reveal that to you now so that there would be no misinformation on how much he wanted to take you on a not pretend date.

-But all your attention was on him. Your body was facing his way, your hands on his as you licked your lips nervously. More, more, more, more he needed for you to look at him more--!

“Tch. Making such a complicated request. You could really get me in trouble for this, MC!” “You’re right, I shouldn’t push it--” “But I guess if you are asking me, I could spare a couple hours...for you.”

-You both share a smile as you hug him close, his arms wrapping around you tight as he tries to keep his smile from breaking out into full blown giggles.

-This worked out for him as well! He was going to give you the best date of your human life so you would have no choice but to fall for him! You better get ready!

-You wrote some fiction, he wrote TSL fanfiction, Levi was probably already aware of your talent once he asked to beta one of his other works and you came back not just with some beta but with some actual USEFUL feedback unlike Satan going on about his spelling mistakes. -So you are already in his room when you ask for his help, grinning as you hold up the small ideas that you had written for your proper introduction into the TSL fandom.

“I want to write an AU about Henry and the Lord of Shadows in an arranged marriage!”

-The premise was simple. You wanted to write about the Lord of Shadows and his Henry having to marry each other in order to bring peace to both of their kingdoms. The marriage proposition was sudden and each of the seven brothers was against it but you wanted to show just how much Henry was willing to sacrifice to help the people who he cared about the most.

-And you loved drama like this.

-You hold up your book as you keep ranting to Levi, the other caught up in your plot as he closed his eyes in order to better imagine it.

“And I want a moment where the Lord of Shadows tells Henry that he doesn’t have to do this. That he wants him to be happy and doesn’t want him to be stuck with a reclusive Lord for all his life.”

-Of course, of course. The Lord of Shadows had always hoped for Henry’s happiness and he had also sacrificed a great many of his previous ways in order to gain his best friend’s praise! Levi was proud, you understood these characters so well! So he pipes in with his own thoughts.

“I bet Henry turns to him and asks why he is so against the idea! It would push the Lord of Shadows to confess that he has secretly longed for Henry’s affection and attention all this time!”

-You both grin before you stand up, putting on a fake sad face as you take Levi’s hand in yours before pressing them to your chest.

“Am I not worthy to be your spouse? Do you hate the idea of marrying me that much?”

-Levi is caught up in the moment that he doesn’t even notice how close you two are, instead moving even closer as he cupped your cheek.

“You? Not worthy? It is I who is not worthy of you. After all you have done...can I be selfish enough to call you mine?”

-Oh this was practically writing itself! You really hoped that Levi remembered some of these lines. You pull away from his touch dramatically before sighing as you decide that this scene would be a good catalyst moment for a confession.

“Have you ever thought of me that way? More than what we have now? I’m embarrassed to admit it but...I have on many occasions longed for something more.”

-Levi’s expression softens in a way you haven’t seen before, keeping a hold on your hands as he follows up with you seamlessly.

“If I told you about my fantasies...about the deep need I feel to keep you away from prying eyes and hoping that yours would remain on me despite the others who so badly wish for your hand. Would you still see me in such high regard?”

-Shit he was good. The prying eyes bit was perfect! Now to end it with a bang! You feel Levi pull you by your waist so you are pressed against his chest, eyes looking down at you as if begging for your reply. So you do what you have read in many other books and take his face in your hands.

“Keep me. Forever.”

-You both stay that way for a few seconds before you pull away and let out a giddy squeal, rushing over to your book and writing down the lines that you could remember, gushing about how Levi had just given you the best ending ever.

-What you didn’t see was the poor demon standing there, arms still pretending to hold someone as the spell broke for him slowly. He needed to process just what the hell just happened.

-He had held your hands, touched you, had you close enough that he could feel you against him and you hadn’t even moved away! Levi could still see how warm your hands were on his cheeks and the words that you had said to him were now slowly coming back to him as he remembered his embarrassing replies!

-You jump and turn when you hear a clatter behind you, turning around to see that Levi had fainted and was now slumped against one of his many manga bookshelves, face all red and a dopey smile on his lips as he repeated your words over and over.

-If you had a writing buddy in Levi, then you got a plot bunny buddy with Satan.

-With the amount of books that he has read and the number of genres he is into, you are surprised that he finds your ideas mildly interesting. They were all just cliches and purely for your enjoyment so when he asked you if he could read some of what you had written you were too shocked to notice that he had already taken the book from your backpack.

“A love story...interesting.”

-You two were in the library, looking for a certain book about black magic casting as well as some examples of ritual circles that you needed to complete for your next assignment. Or rather you were looking for the books, he was just following close behind you as he read your latest entry.

“How are you stuck in this scene?” “Huh?” “How the main character meets the second love interest. It’s pretty obvious.”

-Well excuse you for having writer’s block. You know that he was trying to be helpful but his help always came with some sort of sarcastic twinge that, while endearing during some situations, was incredibly annoying when he was criticizing your writings. You turn back to look at him as you stop at the spot the book was supposed to be in.

“I haven’t necessarily fallen in love with anyone lately, you know! It’s too specific a feeling!”

-Satan’s eyes take in the way you tip-toe to try and reach the book, cursing under your breath as you struggled to get it from the highest shelf. Devildom libraries were notoriously famous for having ridiculously large bookshelves and only a ghost attendant would be able to help you. He looks down at your book and then back at the small scene before smiling as he snaps the book shut.

-Surely a bit of inspiration is all you needed, correct?

-You feel a hand on your lower back, another brushing the hand reaching out for the book and grabbing it for you. Satan smiles as he holds out the book to you.

“Black magic casting...and you needed something about ritual circles, right? It seems the perfect book is right next to you.”

-He ‘accidentally’ brushes your cheek when reaching out for the book behind you, humming for a moment before he puts it back and looks down at you without moving his arm out of the way. Satan had just effectively trapped you in a rather flawlessly executed Kabedon.

“...Satan...the book…” “It wasn’t the right one. Or maybe I just wanted an excuse to get you in this position.”

-Your eyes were shining, the book was pressed right against your chest, he could even see the small blush adorning your face as the situation became quite clear to you. Now he wouldn’t tell you that he had practiced this sort of scenario by himself in his room just in case you ever asked him for help finding a book, better for you to believe that this had all been just a ‘happy’ accident.

“You are looking at me so seriously, MC.” “I know what you are doing.”

-He dares to move closer, his shadow casting over you as if to hide you from prying eyes. If you made the first move, there would be no one stopping him.

“Yeah?” “This would be perfect! A library setting! Gives me a chance to make the character like a cool librarian type!”

-Satan stays silent as you grab the books you need and snatch your notebook from his hand, stating that you were going to check these out immediately and then head home. He turns back to look at the place you were just standing at, the place where you had been completely at his mercy.

-Dammit, he should have blocked the other side too.

-Asmo was ecstatic when you asked him for his book collection.

-It annoyed him to no end when people thought that the only way he consumed his erotica was through personal experience and porn. In his opinion, after personal experience, the best way to enjoy his usual favourite activity was reading erotica. The descriptions, to get into the thoughts of the inner characters and seeing how they essentially lose their minds to the pleasure. It was thrilling.

-So when you come knocking at his door one night and ask for one of the books you usually catch him reading, he is both excited and curious.

“Which one do you want darling? I have the first volume of ‘Eternal Dom Love’, ‘Baring My Soul to a Demon’, ‘Captive Human’--” “You have anything like...with dirty talk?

-Oh now he is really excited and curious.

-He looks around his small library and pulls out the book he thinks is best for what you desired, holding it out for you to take but pulling it back quickly with a grin. Asmo wasn’t going to just let you walk away after telling him something so interesting~

“I’m a bit possessive about my books, MC~ What are you going to use it for? Recreational reasons?”

-You blush and cover your face with your hands, not really embarrassed for asking but instead embarrassed that you were about to tell him what you were going to do with it. But you steel yourself, you had heard Asmo flirt in the club before and from how quickly his dates had insisted on taking it to a more ‘private’ area, you knew he had the thing that you desperately needed.

“I…” “Yes?” “I’m-trying-to-write-the-prelude-to-a-sex-scene-in-one-of-my-stories-but-I-have-no-idea where-to-start-so-I-need-material!”

-Asmo blinks before grinning as he got in your face, pushing the book into your hands as he asked you what the story was about, who were the characters, had you based them off of anybody and just what kind of sex scene where you planning?

-He had no idea you had that kind of talent, where had you been hiding that all this time?

-You slowly explain the plot to him, getting a bit more into it as you see how much attention Asmo is paying to your every word. Out of all of the brothers you didn’t expect him to be so interested in one of your stories! The scene you have in mind is somewhat clear to you so you try to explain to him just what you think is missing.

“It is a demon and a human. They are clearly not supposed to be doing this. Yet that is--” “What makes it all the more appealing.”

-Asmo had played this out perfectly given the little time he had to work with. The more you talked, the closer he got to you. The closer he got, the more you moved away subconsciously. Your body instinctively wanted to make room for him and give him his space but you let out a small ‘meep’ when the back of your knees hit the side of his hanging chair and you find yourself sitting down as he kneels in front of you.

“They both know that if they take such a intimate step with one another they might not be able to go back to how they used to be before. Everything will change.”

-You nod as Asmo touches your leg, hand moving towards your thigh as he rests his chin on your knees.

“But what is so wrong with change? You said the demon is a charmer so they would want to charm them throughout the whole thing. It would start out slow, teasing even, probably testing out the waters as they see what their human likes and doesn’t like."

-He scoots closer and traces your fingers, the digits wrapped tightly around his book as he continues..

“They would eventually lose control, wouldn’t they? The passion would be too much for them to handle and they both would lose themselves to their lust. Although it wouldn’t be just lust…”

-Asmo looks up to meet your eyes, straightening out as he leans in closer to the point that you are shutting your eyes and leaning in as well--it’s not that you haven’t had experience with kisses but surely the demon of lust’s kiss would spark something inside your head--!

-You open your eyes when you feel the book leaving your hands.

“I changed my mind. I think this would be a much better title for what you are looking for, Sweetie.”

-He holds out your hand for you to stand up and you almost want to ask Solomon to cast some sort of spell that would make you forget everything that happened in these moments. You closed your eyes like some highschooler waiting for their first kiss--you were better than that!

-You thank him and make your way out of his room, running back to yours as fast as you can without noticing Asmo’s mischievous smile as he waved goodbye. It was always good to play the long game~

-You two had stopped at Madame’s Scream because Beel had complained about being hungry yet again. Besides you both had done rather well on an examination so--why not celebrate?

-You only had a small fizzy drink while Beel had ordered himself something called ‘The Herculean Parfait’, something about it holding 25 scoops of ice cream plus whip cream, nuts and some waffle cones at the bottom. Now the waiter had brought out two spoons but it was clear that Beel would only be needing one.

-This was rather normal for you two, Beel eating his fill while you stared at the blank page of your small notebook. You were trying to write a cute scene with a couple sharing a dessert at a coffee shop where they first met but you were struggling to think of a fluffy scenario.

-Was feeding your partner considered cheesy nowadays? You tap your page twice before looking at Beel. The second spoon remained untouched, some ice cream specks stuck to the shiny, concave surface as the Demon of Gluttony continued his ice cream carnage. You grab the spoon and take some from the side that had yet to be eaten.

“Hey Beel”

-The demon stops eating and looks at you as you hold out the spoon to him, his hunger suddenly stopping as he looks at the sugary contents stacked high on the spoon you were holding out for him.

“Say aah!”

-Beel blinks but doesn’t think twice the moment you give him the command, opening his mouth and eating the sugary confection off the spoon, his smile growing as you let out a small giggle.

“Did it taste good?" “Mmm~!" “I’m glad.”

-He abandoned his own spoon as you scooped up some more, opening his mouth as you kept on feeding him. Beel had no idea what had brought this on or why you were suddenly feeding him. It wasn’t like he was complaining, however. Yes your pace was slow and such a giant parfait would surely melt with how slow you were going but he didn’t care, instead opening his mouth wide as you kept on feeding him.

“So Beel…” “Mmm?" “Does it feel any different when I feed you?”

-Beel frowns when the spoon stops but decides to answer your question so that he could go back to eating. Why would it feel any different? Well, it somewhat did? He didn’t know how to describe it but he does feel a lot fuller than before. He is actually tasting the food as you take your time scooping up some more. He had picked out so many different flavors and he could taste almost every single one.

“I wouldn’t say different...but food certainly tastes better when you give it to me.”

-You immediately stop and put the spoon down, smiling as you start to writing down what Beel had just said. You could essentially build an entire scene around that! What a good idea coming here--

“MC?”

-Your pen stops as you look at Beel, your pen falling from your hands as you see the puppy dog look he was giving you. He looks at your hand and then at the spoon.

“Why did you stop?”

-Beel smiles happily as you go right back to what you were doing, the notebook forgotten as you continue to spoil your demon. You had a feeling that this wouldn’t be the last time you were doing this.

-Belphie yawned as he cuddled you closer, your hands moving so they would be wrapped around his neck but still holding onto your phone. He closes his eyes and tries to drift off but frowns when he hears your fingers tapping on your screen. He could probably sleep through the sound but he didn’t want to.

“Turn around.” “Huh?” “Just turn around.”

-You do as he says, now pressed against his chest as you continue to type. Belphegor was close to falling asleep, pressing his nose against your shoulder as he breathes you in---

Tap tap tap tap

“Fuck this.”

-He grabs your phone and drops it off the bed, your protests being muffled as he wraps his arms around your neck to pull you close. You tap his arms twice before wiggling out of his hold, sitting up on the bed and looking at him while he glared back at you.

-What did you think you were doing typing away on your phone? Belphegor never really asked you for much but when it was cuddle time it was cuddle time. You weren’t supposed to do anything *but* cuddle during cuddle time so you clearly needed to stop being distracted.

“What do you think you are doing?” “Taking care of your distraction.”

-You both stare at each other as he sits up as well, clearly letting you know that if you were to go and dig for your phone he wasn’t going to let you. At this point, it really was useless to argue with Belphegor. As the youngest, he was used to getting what he wanted with little setback. So you lay back down, ignoring the triumphant smile Belphegor gave you as he went right back to cuddling you.

“I was writing something.” “It can wait till later…”

-Belphegor yawns and wraps his leg around you, ignoring the little ‘hmphs’ you were giving him as well as the words you were muttering to yourself. But what good would it be if you weren’t cuddling up to him as well so he decided to give in as well.

“What were you writing about?”

-Oh this was new. You turn to face him, talking about the scene you were working on. This couple had just had an exhausting day and they were eager to lay in bed together but their work or other responsibilities were keeping them from cuddling at night. You explained how you wanted to describe the exhaustion one was feeling from not having their partner with them.

-The demon of Sloth hummed when you mentioned how tired the character was and speaking up about how he knew how they felt. You chuckle and mention that it seemed that everything made Belphegor exhausted nowadays. He shakes his head, opening his eyes so he could look at you.

“No. I mean that everything gets heavier when you’re not with me.”

-You try to cut it in and ask him what he is talking about but he beats you to it.

“I get more energy when you are around. I actually want to do things aside from sleeping. “Are you saying you like hanging out with me more than sleeping?” “Don’t push it, MC.”

-Both of you laugh, your body cuddling closer to the demon as you yawn. A part of you was still annoyed that Belphegor had shoved your phone to the floor because now would have been a prime time to write that he had just said but as your eyes grew heavier you just hoped that you would remember it by the time you woke up.

-Belphegor opens his eyes once he feels your breathing evening out, smiling as he leans in close and presses a kiss to your forehead.

“You weren’t far off...I do like you more than sleeping...sometimes…”

-He yawns and wraps an arm around your waist. What a good idea it was to lock the door so none of his brothers would bother you two. Your nights were his, after all.

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Tu m'appartiens // g.w.

pairing: george weasley x reader

requested: no

word count: 3.4k

warnings: some jealousy, somewhat steamy dialogue?, fluff

A/N: Ahhh! I’ve been wanting to write this for like two weeks now, and thanks to my brain deciding 3am is the perfect time to remember my high school french lessons and create a full french conversation as I’m trying to go to bed, I figured why not write it today when I’ve already got a good portion of the french out of the way. It also helps that my laptop magically started behaving again for me so I could type on here instead of my phone. I’m very excited to have this done, and I really hope you guys like it too. I feel like I’ve lost my touch for writing so I’m just trying to get back into it. disclaimer - I have never and will never claim fluency in french. All the french in this is simply from my memory of how things should be formatted with help from the internet. If you fluently speak french and notice there’s errors, don’t worry about letting me know. Just be kind about it. That or you can just ignore it for me, that’s be cool too. Anyways, I hope you guys like this!! Xx

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*Translations added after each phrase!

"Mon Cheri! (Honey) I'm home. How was your day today?" Your father asks as he apparates into the kitchen. You smile, closing the fridge door as you grabbed a bowl of grapes.

"Bonjour, papa. I've been good. How about you? How was work?" You ask, taking a seat at the kitchen island while your father busies himself with taking off his jacket and getting comfortable.

"Good, good. You remember that eccentric coworker of mine I was telling you about? Arthur?"

You nod, popping a grape into your mouth. It was one of the first things he had told you about after moving here to Britain and starting work at the Ministry. You had to admit that the man sounded interesting. Bright red hair and obsessed with muggle inventions. He sounded like he'd be a fun person to talk to. Not to mention, your father had said he was extraordinarily kind and welcoming. You were glad he had met someone to get him acquainted with the new job.

"We were talking today and I had mentioned that you were going to be starting at Hogwarts beginning of September, so of course he was wondering how old you were. So I told him, and guess what? It turns out he has two sons - twins - your age."

"Vraiment (really)? That's cool, papa. You think they'll be able to help me adjust to Hogwarts?"

"I'm hoping, mon cheri (honey). Arthur invited us over for dinner to introduce us to his family, and so you could meet his children. Says he's got the twins that are your age, a boy two years younger, and a daughter a year younger than that. At the very least, you can get to know some kids before starting school, yeah?"

"Of course. It sounds like fun, papa. When did he invite us over for?"

"Sunday. Is that alright?"

"Perfect! Can't wait!"

~.~

When Sunday finally comes around, you're a mess of nerves and excitement. You nervous about meeting new people, especially kids you'd be going to school with. You didn't have any problems with school or having friends back at Beauxbatons, but being in a new country, you weren't sure what people would think of you.

It's not like you weren't a kind and friendly person, but there was the worry of people teasing you for speaking a different language. You knew English well enough, but you still had the French accent which you were sure sounded funny to others.

"Are you ready, y/n?"

You look up to see your father poking his head into the room. You smile and nod, taking a deep breath to calm your rising nerves. You weren't usually this nervous about anything, but you could feel your heart racing and palms sweating. You only hoped you wouldn't make a fool of yourself in front of the Weasley family.

"Yeah. As ready as I can be I guess."

He smiles, motioning for you to follow him out. You quickly grab your jacket and bag, taking one last glance around the room to make sure you weren't forgetting anything. Sighing, you decide that you've got everything you think you'll need before following your father out of the apartment to your shared car.

Since you hadn't yet been to the Weasley's home, you decided it would be best to drive there instead of apparating or using the Floo. You weren't sure exactly how far away they lived, but it couldn't have been too far.

~.~

Reading road signs, you smile as you drive through Ottery St Catchpole as it's a quaint little town with few houses spread across the land. You figured it was as beautiful a place as any to live, better than in the middle of a larger town like you and your father did. Out here you got to hear birds and nature, whereas the town rang loud with cars and chatter. You could never find any peace in the city, but there was no shortage of it here.

"Well that's nice." you hear your father compliment, looking at the slightly lopsided house in front of the two of you.

"Is this the Weasley's?"

"I believe so. It's a nice home they've got, isn't it mon cherie (my dear)?"

"Beautiful. It looks like it'd be homey inside." You smile, getting out of the car as your dad turns off the car.

"y/d/n, I'm glad to see you. This must be your daughter?" A red-haired man asks, smiling at the both of you as he comes out from the house.

"She is. It's nice to see you, Arthur. Thank you for inviting us to dinner."

"Yes, merci (Thank you) Mr. Weasley." You smile, curtseying lightly at the older man.

"It's nice to meet you, dear. Y/n, right?"

You nod and smile, shaking the hand that Arthur holds out to you.

"Oui (Yes). It's nice to meet you too."

"Well come on inside and meet my wife and our children. Get comfortable." Arthur invites, leading you and your father back to the house.

Upon entering you're met with a hug from an older woman, who you can only assume is Mrs. Weasley. Already you're liking this family, but you can't help but notice that she too sports ginger hair.

"Hello, Hello. It's so nice to meet you. You must be, y/n?"

"Uh, yes. Enchanté, Mrs. Weasley. It's nice to meet you." You smile, a small blush coming to your cheeks.

Your father was an affectionate person, but this was a whole new level. You can't say you didn't mind it though. You hadn't even been inside the house for five minutes yet, but you already felt welcomed and cared for.

"Oh, dear. Call me Molly. I'm so glad you and your dad decided to come tonight. Arthur hasn't been able to stop talking about his new French co-worker and daughter."

You nod, chuckling a bit. Your dad has been the same way about Arthur. It's no surprise that they were friends.

"When I found out how old you were, I just had to invite you all over. My children are...somewhere around here. Let's introduce you. Fred and George are in the same year, so I thought it'd be great for you three to get to know each other before classes start."

"Of course. I appreciate it tremendously, Molly. It'll definitely be nice to know at least someone when I start."

"Of course, dear. Here, one second."

"Fred! George! Ron! Ginny! Come meet our guests!"

You smile, taking the time to look around the house at all the pictures and personal touches. There was no denying that this house was full of love.

"Guests?" You hear someone ask, footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Yes, Fred. I told you all we'd be having your father's work friend and his daughter over this weekend." Molly sighs as two identical boys come into view.

You can't help but chew on your lip as you smile lightly. The two boys were definitely attractive, but you didn't want to think about that right now. You weren't looking for a relationship.

"Boys, meet Y/n." Molly introduces, motioning towards you.

"Hi. Enchanté."

" Enchanté?" they ask, brows furrowing in confusion.

"Nice to meet you. It's a standard greeting, guys." You hear someone else call and your attention is drawn over to the doorway where yet another ginger has appeared with a blonde attached to his arm. You're not quite sure why, but the blonde seems even more comforting than Molly.

"Bill! I'm glad you and Fleur and could make it!" You hear Molly smile, pulling the man into a hug as the blonde smiles, greeting the woman with a small hug.

"Ohh. It's nice to meet you too. I'm George." one smiles, holding his hand out for our to shake.

"I'm Fred." The other introduces, giving you a cheeky smile as you blush lightly, shaking both of their hands.

You try to find any differences between them, but there's not many. You can tell that one, George if you remember correctly, has a bit more of an oval-shaped face compared to his brother, but that’s about all you can tell right now.

“Ah, Salut! Bon soir.(Hi! Good evening)” The blonde greets, excited at having another French women in the place. She loved Bill and his family, but she did miss France. She could only imagine how overwhelmed to must feel.

“Bon soir.” You greet, smiling as she quickly kisses each of your cheeks in typical French greeting.

“Je m’appelle Fleur. Tu t’appelles est...?” (My name is Fleur. Your name is...)

“Y/n. Enchanté (nice to meet you), Fleur. Comment ça va (how are you)?” You inquire out of politeness, realizing now why she seemed so comforting to you when she walked in - she was French which was familiar, hence comforting.

“Enchanté. Ça va très bien! Et toi?” (Nice to meet you. I am very well! And you?)

“Eh, ça va. C’est trés fou (eh, okay. It’s very crazy)” you chuckle, earning a small chuckle and nod from her.

“Ah, oui (yes). You get used to it though, y/n.”

You sigh and nod, looking around at all the people currently occupying the house. You definitely did not expect this when your father had told you that you'd been invited over for dinner.

~.~

"So, y/n, dear. Are you excited for Hogwarts?" Molly asks as you all sit down and eat dinner.

"I am. I'm a bit nervous though. Never really thought I'd be transferring schools this late in my education, especially to another country."

"That's understandable, dear. Hogwarts is wonderful though. All of my children have gone there, and you'll have these four to help get you situated." She smiles, nodding towards the twins, ron, and Ginny, who you met shortly after Fleur.

"Absolutely! It'll be so much fun having you around." Ginny smiles, taking a bite of her food.

"What did you think of hogwarts when you visited, mon ange (my angel)?" You hear Bill ask Fleur.

You furrow your brows, not expecting Fleur to have attended Hogwarts.

"It was nice. Different to Beauxbatons, but I don't ‘ave any complaints." She smiles.

You nod, feeling a little better knowing that someone else had had a good experience with the school having come from another country.

"Fred and George, I'm sure, will have no problem showing you around and introducing you to people. And they'll behave for your sake." Molly indirectly threatens, a chuckle leaving Fred's lips.

"Of course, mum. We won't scare the poor girl. Not right away at least."

"Pardon (excuse me)?" you ask, a little worried about who your classmates were already.

"Ignore him, y/n. They like to pull pranks around the castle, but if they ever pulled one on you, I'm sure they know that I'll be coming for them, don't you guys?" ginny questions, cocking a brow at her two older brothers.

"Of course, Gin. We wouldn't dream of pranking y/n here." George states, both him and Fred looking a bit nervous at their sister's warning.

You chuckle, smiling at the ginger girl who is quickly becoming your favourite weasley. She sends a small wink your way, enjoying the hold she has over her brothers.

~.~

You sigh, gulping back nerves as you look at all the students around the platform. You knew that Hogwarts wasn't a small school, but you had never really stopped to consider just how many students there would be.

"You doing okay?" Fred asks, him and George coming to stand either side of you.

"Just perfect." You quip, your eyes dancing with worry as your heart pounds out the

song.

"Breathe, y/n. We'll be here and so will Ron and Ginny. I'm sure Hermione will be by your side too once she gets to know you." George reassures, resting his arm on your shoulder.

"Y/n!"

You turn at the call of your name, lighting up when you see Fleur and Bill coming your way. You luckily made friends with Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny pretty quickly, but you were beyond grateful you had made friends with Fleur as well. She has truly been the one keeping you calm and getting adjusted to Britain so far.

"Fleur! I'm glad to see you!" You smile, hugging her.

"Respire (take a breath/breathe). You'll be fine, I promise."

"Ahh, Je suis très nerveuse (Ahh, I am very nervous)." you admit. She gives you a small smile, noticing the worry in your face.

"Je sais (I know). just breathe."

You take a deep breath, watching her anxiously as she sends you a small smile.

"You will be fine. Je le jure (I swear)."

"Y/n, we better board the train soon if we want a good seat." George calls to you, nodding towards the train behind him.

"I'll be right there." You sigh, a smile playing on your lips as you watch the ginger twin you've become friends with.

"Y/n...Que penses-tu de lui (what do you think of him)?" Fleur asks you, taking notice of how much you've seemed to calm down while looking at him.

"Qui (who)? George?"

"Ah, oui." She says, as if it was obvious.

"Oh. Uh, Je ne sais pas. Je veux dire...Il est très mignon." (oh. Uh, I don’t know. I mean...he is very cute.)

She smiles, glancing back at Bill as she replies, "Je le savais (I knew it)!"

"Fleur! Shush. It's not like anything's going to come of it."

"I wouldn't be so sure, Y/n. Anyways, you need to get going! Bonne chance (good luck). You'll do great!"

You huff, frowning as Fleur shoves you towards the train and where George is standing. You adore her, but she sure is frustrating at times. How could she possibly think you have a chance with him?

He smiles when he sees you, grabbing your hand with his as he pulls you on to the train, barely giving you a chance to catch your balance from when Fleur pushed you.

~.~

"Tu es un idiot (you are an idiot), george." You sigh, shaking your head at the redhead as he makes a stupid joke.

"Hey!" he laughs, understanding what you said thanks to you teaching him a bit of French here and there.

After noticing how you spoke in french from time to time, George asked you to teach him just for fun. That and he kind of wanted to know what you were saying.

He truly enjoyed it too. He loved listening to you speak french and loved it even more when you complimented him on his pronunciation. He couldn't help but feel proud when you smiled at him because he finally understood a word or started pronouncing it right, either.

You two have become really close since you started teaching him, too. You could easily say that he was your closest friend here, but you would never complain about it. George was amazing to talk to and hang out with, always making you laugh and smile.

Although, as you had at Beauxbatons, you easily made friends here at Hogwarts. You might not have been close to any of them like you were with George, but you almost always had someone you could say hi to in the halls.

George was glad you could make friends so easily as he knew how anxious it had made you, but at the same time, he was a bit jealous. He's not sure why or when this happened, but he found himself not wanting to share you. He didn't want you being friendly with other guys, and he surely didn't want them being friendly with you.

George wasn't blind, nor was he dumb. He knew how attractive you were, having been taken aback when he first saw you that night at his house for dinner. He knew that others would find you attractive, especially since you were a new girl and had this beautiful accent. On top of that, you were just overwhelming charismatic. Not only were you kind, but you were brilliant and confident. You easily captured the attention of a room wherever you were, and maybe that's why George was so jealous. You were no longer his little secret, but rather a well-known personality among everyone.

"Are you ever nice to me?" he pouts, jokingly as you. You purse your lips in thought, following in the joking tone.

"Ehh, parfois (sometimes). I did teach you French if you remember correctly."

"That you did, ma lapine (my bunny). " he smiles, bumping his shoulder with yours.

~.~

"Yeah, if you'd ever like to study together, we could get together..."

George fumes as he watches Roger Davies shamelessly flirt with you. He knew this would start soon enough, but that doesn’t mean he'd like it. He's still jealous whenever some guy says hi to you, not that he has any right to, but he does.

As he watches you smile and agree with Davies, he can't help but start clenching his jaw together, absentmindedly grinding his teeth.

He should be the one you're talking to and flirting with, Not Davies nor anyone else. He should be the one to be bring a smile to your face and a laugh from your lips. He should be the one you're with, not anyone else.

In all reality, he's the one that fell for you first. Surely you have to see that. Or at least feel that. Otherwise why would you smile at him the way you do? Why would you spend your nights with him, even when you have Ginny and Hermione and your roommates to hang out with?

"Bonjour, mon amour (hello, my love)." you greet, having taken to calling him your love shortly after he started calling you his bunny.

"George? Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?" (what’s wrong?)

You frown as he looks upset, angry. You can't recall him looking this angry over anything before. Sure you've only known him since July, but that's still a lot of time for you two to see each other in a number of emotional states.

You pout, eyes filled with concern as he wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you tight to his side before you start walking to merlin knows where.

"Hey, y/n, Ma lapine."

"yes, Qu'est-que c'est (what is it)?"

You watch as George leans down, lips barely ghosting over your ear. The only reason you know he's there is from his hot breath fanning over the crest of your ear. You gasp a little, trying to contain a shiver as you feel your heart rate quicken at his proximity. You've liked George practically since you met him, but you never expected anything to happen between the two of you. He's got your mind spinning right now, however, with his actions.

"George" You mumble, turning your head slightly towards him.

"Tu m'appartiens (you belong to me)." He nearly growls, your knees becoming weak at his statement.

"Pardon (sorry)? George, what-"

"Comprenez vous? Tu m'appartiens (Do you understand? You belong to me)." He states again, butterflies erupting in your stomach as your mind blanks to anything aside from him.

"Oui...Oui (yes), George. Je t'appartiens (I belong to you)." you answer, quietly, not quite believing what you're hearing. You belong to him? Please, that's a dream. A very, very, very pleasant dream.

"Good. I don't like seeing other guys flirt with you, and I don't like seeing you so friendly with them back. I like you, y/n. Je t'aime beaucoup (I like you a lot)."

"mon dieu (my god)." You sigh, your knees still weak and the desire to kiss him only intensifying with each passing second.

"You okay, ma lapine (my bunny)?"

"You will be the death of me, george weasley. I like you, too, and merlin I want to kiss you."

He chuckles, the sound melodic to your ears, as he leans closer to you with a smile resting on his lips.

"Yeah? Can you ask me that in French?"

"The death of me, weasley." You sigh, loving the soft chuckle coming from his lips.

"embrasse-moi, s'il te plait." (please kiss me)

"I really love when you speak French, darling." He smiles, a soft groan leaving his throat before he's pressing his lips to yours.

You smile against his lips, not quite believing this is real until he nips at your bottom lip, drawing a soft whine from your body and a blush to your cheeks.

"I really like you, George. I'm so glad we met when we did." You smile, looking up into his beautiful brown eyes once you pull away from the kiss.

"Me too, darling." He agrees, pressing a quick kiss to your lips again before suggesting you go find your friends, or at the very least get out of the halls before a teacher catches the two of you.

You can't help but smile as he slides his hand into yours as you walk, squeezing your hand gently as if he needed the reassurance that you were there and real. You honestly never expected to find a boyfriend when you moved, but you were quite happy with the chain of events that led you here.

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