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from-izzy · 1 year ago

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you: my favourite scene | tbz kim sunwoo

» PAIRING: tbz kim sunwoo x fem reader/original female character » TROPE/AU: friends 2 lovers! non-idol au! (high) school au! » GENRE: fluffy fluff, bit (?) of angst, sunwoo is super loving, understanding and patient, hurt and comfort » WORD COUNT: 5562 » ESTIMATED READING TIME: ~20 mins » WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): heavy mentions of food, disordered eating, brief mentions of abandonment, topics on mental illness (implied depression and anxiety)

this was my first story i ever uploaded on tumblr! this gained 88 notes (8 rbs, 80 likes) and that number is still so massive to me. i remember seeing my very first like notification and i was so surprised that it happened within around 12 hours of when i first uploaded it (pretty sure it was midnight tho so i couldn't be as chaotic as i would have really been)

but here it is again!

def better grammar and punctuation (i seriously dk how i let those mistakes passed when i first uploaded it). i did do some editing, replacing dialogue/thoughts to narrative sentences because i didn't want to necessarily post a story that i wasn't proud of (and also because i wanted to keep my stories similar to the original ones before so...yeah).

please remember that all your struggles are valid and i sincerely hope that the world around you is a place full of love, hope and kindness. never feel inferior with asking for help. i believe that asking for help is one of the bravest things ever.

When your roommate texted Sunwoo as a final choice, the boy didn’t hesitate to rush over despite it being extremely early in the morning. He didn’t spare his friends a response when he logged out of the game and ended the call, sprinting over in his pyjamas and a random jacket from his hanger. He probably woke his sister up but he didn't care about the consequences at the moment.

About a year ago at the classroom, Sunwoo walked back to get his wallet, cursing to himself as he had to line up once more at the back of the line and his stomach was not having it after skipping dinner the night before. He caught your friends sighing and was incredibly frustrated at you for not taking care of your health. Sunwoo knew the situation was serious and was about to leave, holding in his anger until after school, not wanting to disturb Choi Jiyeon, his seatmate and new friend. His worries took over when her cries were louder and he approached the scene.

They were pretty much strangers at this point. School had only started for a month and they only got to know each other then. Sunwoo didn't know what took over him to approach the same group back then.

Jiyeon didn’t expect the sudden appearance of the boy, her eyes crying as she kept on denying her friend’s request to go eat something. Jiyeon loves her friends but unfortunately, they are not too understanding of her situation. So when she craned her head up to silently plead at Sunwoo through her tearful eyes, he made up an excuse as they both left the classroom. That day Jiyeon told him about her struggles and Sunwoo remembered promising to himself that he would research and stay by her side; as a seatmate.

But now the following year, Jiyeon's roommate opened the door for Sunwoo, smiling weakly as she gave an acknowledgment nod to the guest. He knocks on the familiar bedroom door before introducing himself and entering the room.

"Heard from a little birdie that you haven't eaten in a while." This situation isn't new for either of them; heck Sunwoo has seen her tearful eyes, full of tears so many times, yet it still breaks his heart to pieces whenever he gets the news from her close friends or roommates that she hasn't been eating for the past couple of days.

The first time it happened again after the day in the classroom, Sunwoo panicked and had a tunnel view to just get food in her stomach, believing that was the most important thing. He didn’t expect the next episode to occur so early and he has not researched the topic very well at that point. But as time went on, Sunwoo learnt certain signals from her, what she's comfortable with as well as to just provide her comfort in the hard time.

When Sunwoo opens the door to the bedroom, he sees the fully covered figure under the blanket, gulping his sadness down. It’s the scene that he hates the most: You just lying down, lifelessly in bed, crying and fighting alone. You would never call him no matter how much he’s offered and it made him worry more as time passed. "Jiyeon…it's Sunwoo."

Sunwoo could see that she heard him, shuffling slightly as a reaction, "Sunwoo?" she whispered too gently for him to hear. Unlike his previous visits where she would make the effort to make eye contact with him, Jiyeon kept herself hidden as the past month, she has established her own feelings towards her friend.

Sunwoo nods even though Jiyeon can't see it. The bed sank a bit as he sat on its edge, "Is there anything that you were maybe wanting for the past few days?"

"I don't know…"

Sunwoo's heart clenches at how dry and lifeless her voice is. Before he knew it himself, Sunwoo slowly pulled down the blanket much to Jiyeon's surprise and she sat up to try and get the big fabric over again when Sunwoo pulled her weak body into a hug instead.

"You're so cold…" Sunwoo held onto Jiyeon tighter than ever, arms around her shoulders, resting his face on the crook of her neck.

Jiyeon's breath hitches at his warm breath against such an intimate place, "S-Sunwoo…" that only led him to tighten his grip on her upper body even more.

"Please let me get something for you…" He couldn’t bear seeing her suffering alone like this.

Jiyeon thought long and hard about something that she is able to put into her mouth easily, also thinking about her ability to swallow the food without feeling guilt, "I…guess I want some meat mixed with vegetables…like the ones inside of dumplings…but I don't want the dumpling skins…"

Sunwoo's face visibly lit up at the mention of the food she wanted, nodding excitedly at the request. He pulls away, smiling at Jiyeon and repeats her order once again, "Ok! I'll be back! Just stay here and I'll be rig---"

"No wait, don't go!" Before Sunwoo could fully let go of her hand that he had excitedly shaken earlier on, Jiyeon clasps her tiny hands on one of his hands, pulling him back down to the bed, "I don't want to be alone…"

"Hey, you're going to be fine." Sunwoo's expression softens again when Jiyeon looks up at him desperately and fearfully. With a soft act of comfort, he uses his other free warm hand to caress her cold cheek, "If you want me to stay, I can order delivery. Is that a better plan?"

Jiyeon nods, tears flooding her eyes at the way Sunwoo was so delicate about the whole situation. She slowly crawls over to the edge of the bed with the blanket rolled up on her hands, going closer next to Sunwoo.

The boy just observes her movements until she sits next to him, taking note of her shivering figure and pale face. Carefully taking the material from her hands, Sunwoo stands up and wraps the fabric around her shoulders, tucking the edges in to stop warmth from escaping.

To Sunwoo, Jiyeon looked like an extra adorable burrito and he couldn't help but blush profusely at the endearing sight. He bends down from his standing position, tucking stray hairs behind her ears, "Do you want me to make the call here or outside?"

"Here…" one of her hands escaped from the warm environment, "could you…hold my hand?"

"Of course, I will."

Sunwoo kept his word, giving reassuring squeezes and thumb brushes on her hand during the whole call. He tried his best to keep the food names short and concise, not wanting Jiyeon to be stressed by the whole situation. When the phone hung up, Sunwoo sat down comfortably on the floor in front of her, still holding her hand, "It'll be here soon."

A comfortable silence envelops them both as they stare into each other's eyes attentively. If she didn't read him wrong, Jiyeon could see sparks of life and happiness in him, as well as comfort and warmth in his eyes. The sight made her heart beat faster though she also worried that her crush on Sunwoo made her delusional about something that wasn't there in the first place.

When Jiyeon downcasted her gaze, she missed the way Sunwoo slightly frowned as he pouted a little, "I'm sorry…" She couldn’t finish her sentence verbally but what she wanted to really say was: sorry for wasting your time and money on me when you could be using it for other things. Why couldn’t she say it? It’s not as if Sunwoo would look down on her in any way. He would’ve done so ages ago if that was the case.

But no.

Sunwoo stayed by her with those gorgeous, patient gaze and that smooth, comforting voice. That did scare her because she fell in love with Sunwoo even more and giving her heart to someone else, is a big gamble. With that, she stayed quiet because she had a feeling that if she ever said anything, he would smile awkwardly, tap her shoulder timidly and walk away without another doubt.

"For what?" Sunwoo didn't get an answer when he realised that Jiyeon started crying, her mind filling up with horrible thoughts and ideas, "Jiyeon." He jumps up from his cross-legged position, crashing his body to hers once again, "I have no idea what you're apologising for but you haven't done anything wrong, so don't apologise."

"Sunwoo…I--" She struggled heavily to form any sentence in her head, let alone in real life. Sunwoo hushed her, cradling her face between his palms, "I just can't…"

"Can't what?" Sunwoo whispers back. Even if his tone was stable, his heart started beating fast at the possibilities behind her words. The words would have ranged from the smallest to the biggest of things and Sunwoo didn’t even want to begin to think of the possibilities. While Jiyeon only shakes her head, not answering his question explicitly, he just nods, opting to give her physical comfort like before, "I'm just going to get the food alright? It should be outside the door."

Jiyeon couldn't answer, feeling numb and tired as the tears just kept flowing down. Sunwoo himself was on the verge of tears. He recalls the day when he was late to the first day of last year when the new student became his seatmate for the school year. Sunwoo knew the moment she flashed her smile that his heart would be in deep trouble yet, he still introduced himself with an entrancing smile anyway.

"I'm not going to leave you alone." The said girl widened her eyes when she heard the slight voice crack in his sentence, seeing how tears pooled in his eyes, "I promise you that I won't. I'll be right back."

"Please come back soon." With shaky hands, Jiyeon couldn't help but cradle Sunwoo's cheek, brushing his skin with her thumb delicately.

"Close your eyes and count to forty-five. I'll be back in front of you when you open your eyes." With a nod and her voice starting, Sunwoo dashes for the door before relocating to the kitchen, washing his hands and peeling off the dumpling skins, putting them aside for him to eat later on. Putting the filling back into the container, he sits down on the floor again whilst catching his breath and when Jiyeon opens her eyes, he's surely there with a comforting smile.

Jiyeon wrapped her arms around her body tighter when Sunwoo smiled warmly at her, "You're actually back…" A lone tear fell off as she worried herself over and over again, "You came back…"

But the thing is, Sunwoo has always come back over and over and over again.

Sunwoo frowns at the comment, feeling his heart clench at the way you were most definitely worn out from your fight. Unlike previous days when she would smile back and thank him, it seemed like there was something definitely on her mind today, "You know I'll always come back for you right?"

"Yeah…" though it felt unsure. Sunwoo wasn't sure what made her so hesitant but he couldn't help the hurt to flash against his eyes as he nodded at her words dejectedly, "I'm going to give the container to you, alright? As always, I'll sit behind you, back to back and just wait for you, okay?"

Her gut swirls with anxiety and suddenly the white, somewhat translucent takeaway container didn’t seem scary to her anymore. But the boy that held onto it while thoughtfully reciting the plan that they have always adhered to? That made her look away.

"Sunwoo, I think you should go this time…" The fear took over her and she blurted the sentence before she even knew it. All the thoughts that freely swarmed in her head suddenly collided against each other and Jiyeon bought her blanket to cover the lower part of her face.

"W-What?" With no clear answer from the girl, Sunwoo's frown deepens and he gulps in nervousness at her words, "How about if I wait outside? Hm? Is that a better plan?"

"O-Outside…?" She recalls a random day after school when they were both playing basketball together.

"Yah Kim Sunwoo!" Jiyeon fell into a fit of giggles when Sunwoo engulfed her back to his chest with his arms around her waist tight, swaying her around to keep her away from the ball, "This is foul play!"

"Whatever you say!" Sunwoo kept her in his hands for a little more, smiling brightly as the basketball bounced further away from them. When their laughs die down (though their smiles haven't), he turns Jiyeon around to face him. He grins, the corner of his lips stretching widely to the sides.

Jiyeon couldn't do the same however, the comments from her friends that she's falling in love with Sunwoo filled her head. She didn’t really know why she kept on brushing it off. Jiyeon always believed that love would come and she would always tell herself to accept the feeling. But when reality strikes, it feels like all the pep talks and preparation vanished without a trace. Nervously with wide eyes, she looked up at the mischievous boy who only looked at her with a fond smile, "Sunwoo." she whispered to him.

"Hm?" For the first time in a while, he lets one of his arms around your waist go, only for it to fix your hair up a little bit, waiting for your response. Sunwoo lets himself bask in the feeling of being close to Jiyeon, loving how physically close they could be without feeling awkward; or at least that’s how it felt to him. Undeniably, Sunwoo knows he has fallen in love with the teenage girl and though the feeling scared him, he allows himself to let go of his fears at least just this once.

"If, just if, one day I told you that I can't hang around you anymore,” Jiyeon finally looks up at his slowly concerned gaze, “what would you do?"

"What would I do?" Sunwoo crashes his eyebrows together in confusion, "Well, I mean I don't need to think about this because it'll never happen though! I'm too awesome for that!" He finishes with his widest, signature grin.

Jiyeon laughs at the very Sunwoo-like response before continuing, "Just an ‘if’…you never know what could happen in the future."

"Well," Sunwoo didn't even want to think about it; a day where you would push him away indefinitely. He’s definitely thought about it, no doubt. Most of the situation was about how he would confess and it would ruin this friendship that he could never dream of letting go, "it'll depend on the situation but I would wait for you. If it's just during that certain time when you need immediate space, then I would wait outside for you or something. But if it's long term," His hand that was playing with your hair stops, cupping your cheek gently as he looks longingly into your eyes.

Sunwoo knew at that point that he was indeed very much in love with Choi Jiyeon. Days of questioning have finally brought him this realisation and he smiled radiantly with the thought in his head. Jiyeon gives a confused frown but slowly starts to relax it to a smile when Sunwoo’s thumb caresses your blushed cheek softly.

Sunwoo enjoyed this moment where it felt like you were the only ones in the world, all the surrounding noises blurred out from your attention. His thumb that rested on your cheek unknowingly moved back and forth as you enjoyed the soothing act.

Sunwoo's action made the world around Jiyeon stop momentarily. With that beautiful, deep, loving gaze, she waited, "If it's long term?"

He sighs out, "Look, I don't even want to think about the long term. But I know, and I know for sure, that I'll wait for you."

"You…will?" Jiyeon breathlessly confirms as Sunwoo nods with a small tiny smile and half-lidded eyes.

"I will. I’ll always wait for you. So don’t worry yourself over such a thought."

"Promise?" Just like little children, Jiyeon holds up her pinky between their faces, waiting for Sunwoo to link them together.

He chuckles before sealing his words with the old ritual, "Promise."

Jiyeon squirmed at the promise that she practically forced him to make. Yet Sunwoo still kneeled before her with his hands under her smaller fingers and hands. His hands became colder by the second as his grip became just a tiny bit tighter, hopeful for a positive response.

Your response, however, cut his heart like a knife, "I think…you should just go home, Sunwoo…"

The last class before lunchtime commences with the students waiting and hustling about the room, waiting for the teacher. Jiyeon’s seatmate talked to her friends from the row in front, telling her the menu her mother packed for lunch, and her friend responded with something similar.

The discomfort grew too familiar for her and Jiyeon wanted nothing but for the seat to swallow her, hoping that something would protect her from hearing such words about the one thing she couldn’t stand the most at the moment. Or she wished that she could run away like she did instantly when morning break started. When the strict teacher finally came, she couldn’t be any happier at how his booming voice made the whole class quiet instantly and Jiyeon gulped down harshly as a thankful tear came out from her.

In the opposite classroom, Sunwoo clenches his phone underneath his table as his bank account balance is shown once more. He stares at the higher number, furrowing his eyebrows at the transaction made into his account. Further information shows that Jiyeon was the one who did the act and he scoffs in confusion and dumbfoundedness, “What the hell is she doing?”

Sunwoo thought that he knew Jiyeon well: where she would go when she was happy, when she was sad or when she was struggling. But the earlier morning break proved him otherwise as he ran practically through the whole school to find you, both for the relief of seeing you as well as to ask what was in your mind the other night when you said those hurtful words to him.

Looking to his left, where he could see the girl on the other side through the classroom windows, he sees the tired look on her face and that signature lip bite that she always does when she's in a hard time. The class was about to end in three minutes and Sunwoo was going crazy about how impatient he was to run into the other room. He made sure his headphones were connected to his phone, turning up the volume a little bit to hear that it was connected properly without being caught by the teacher in the act.

When class is dismissed, he bumps and squishes through people from both classes to a desk in the middle of the class. Girls were entranced with his presence and the boys were greeting the social boy. However, Sunwoo had a really small tunnel vision, only running to a downcasted figure that when approached closer, was just her trying to hold in the cries with her hands on her ears to block out the noises.

Sunwoo comes around to the side of the desk, his phone and the neck of his headphones in one hand. Amongst the still bustling area, he’s surprised at how much he can hear Jiyeon's shaking even though it actually was really quiet. That made him realise how tense and angry his facial expression would’ve been, his heart softening when he heard her struggles.

Carefully, Sunwoo stood behind Jiyeon, picked a random song and tucked it away in his pocket. His left-hand wraps around her tense wrist softly, lowering it down to her lap, whispering words of comfort before engulfing her left ear with his headphones. He did the same with the right ear afterwards, carefully observing how her body slowly relaxes at the tune.

Sunwoo thought that he knew Jiyeon well: in this situation, he could relax that he actually did.

He waits patiently for her to come back to the present, sitting down on the table directly behind hers as he watches the song change from his phone screen for the next fifteen minutes. Sunwoo feels the pain once again: the pain that he couldn’t take away as he could do nothing but wait for her to acknowledge his presence. Upon last night’s events, Sunwoo was contemplating just leaving his phone on her desk and walking away as he didn’t know how glad she would be with him near her. The thought doubled the pain in Sunwoo’s heart and he decided to click the phone to sleep. Before he could put it on Jiyeon’s desk, however, her body visibly relaxed and Sunwoo widened his eyes and froze, knowing that she’s fully calmed down now.

Jiyeon’s crying eventually ceases, opening her eyes with a final sniff. Usually, when she did let the light back into her eyes, Sunwoo would be in front of her, flashing that beautiful smile of his that she had come to fall in love with. She couldn’t help but feel disappointed that she didn’t see the usual scene. Her hands come up to both sides of the headphones, pulling them down to rest the headband on her neck shakily. She knew all too well that even when she was crying with her eyes tightly shut, it was Kim Sunwoo.

It was Kim Sunwoo that came to her rescue and made her feel safe once again.

It was Kim Sunwoo who waited for her to calm down when everyone knew how much he cherished his break time and food.

It was Kim Sunwoo who made her fall in love all over with him once again.

Jiyeon just stared down at her undecorated nails, pretending to find something interesting about it. In reality, she was just biting her lips, shutting her eyes back and forth in an internal battle to look back at the figure behind her. Her shoulders slumped unconsciously as she recalled her passive actions to Sunwoo the day before, basically kicking him out of her apartment. Jiyeon mulled over her actions the whole night, knowing well that it was so unfair that she pushed Sunwoo out when he most probably rushed over to help.

“Thank you.” Jiyeon says clearly to the person behind her. Sunwoo heard her gratitude clearly, nodding softly still with an incomprehensible face as he just looked at his shoes below him. Noting no response from him, Jiyeon twists her upper body back to see the dejected Sunwoo. Her heart clenches at how he didn’t make the effort to even look up, wishing even more now that he would at least flash her a smile. But that is too much to ask after what happened and Jiyeon knew that, “Sunwoo, I---”

“Why did you send me money?” His tone wasn’t welcoming at all, icy and cold as if he hated the girl. The students that were in the classroom were no more when they heard his tone, quietly packing up and walking away, not wanting to get involved in the drama; though of course, they’ll talk about it outside the classroom.

“I-I just…” Jiyeon stammers, gulping her nerves down. She notices how Sunwoo clenched his fists. The one that held his hand was clenching so hard that his phone was waiting for him to confirm if he wanted to shut the device down, “For delivery last night…”

“You’ve never paid me back. Why now?”

“O-Oh..I can transfer more. I’m sorr---”

Sunwoo scoffs, his whole face grimacing in anger, “That’s not what I meant.” His fiery orbs finally met down with Jiyeon’s red ones, her tears still escaping here and there. All Sunwoo wanted to do at the moment was wipe Jiyeon’s remaining tears, cupping her cheek and pulling her warmth to him. But not now. It’s not the right time, “Jiyeon, I don’t understand why you pushed me away. Of course, if you need space that’s fine. I would always give it to you if you need it, without a doubt or question. In fact, if you need it right now then I’ll leave. But that’s not the only thing you did. You transferred me money and you think that I’m asking for you to pay after all those times?” He stopped for a second, a million sentences running in his head that he rehearsed last night alone in the confused darkness.

“I just…haven’t been able to pay it back.” Jiyeon didn’t know what else to say. She adjusted her position, turning her body so that the left side of her body was facing him, her foot hitting the rear chair leg. Sunwoo didn’t miss how her small fists were now side by side together on her thighs as she stuttered to find some words, “S-So…yeah.”

“Yeah?” After a short time to finally breathe after his long rant, Sunwoo managed to ground himself back, his emotions no longer heated. But now, his heart weighed heavily at everything between him and Jiyeon, “Don’t pay me back.” Sunwoo’s voice wavered, turning his head to the side, trying to control his emotional state, “I did all those things because I care for you, Jiyeon. I care about you so much that it physically hurts me when you’re crying alone, fighting alone like that. You never let anyone in and although I want to say that ‘it’s alright’, I also want to say that it’s not. You have me. Jiyeon, you have me. But you just pushed me away.”

But it’s hard, isn’t it? To show the side of yourself to someone that you desperately try to hide. It becomes even harder when you try to hide it from someone you like, “I think…” Jiyeon whimpers at the words she’s about to say, contemplating to say it. Is she really going to push him away like this? Will she ever be able to let go of the fact that Sunwoo won’t be her friend anymore? Will she be able to let go of Kim Sunwoo in general? Her heart beats for Sunwoo but her mind is telling her that with all the love Sunwoo receives, why would he ever pick her?

Sunwoo raises himself off the table with the intention of walking away and giving Jiyeon some space. Looking down at the top of Jiyeon’s head, he couldn’t help but blurt out a bit of his feelings, “You don’t know this but I’ve never had a crush on someone before.”

The sudden new topic made Jiyeon lift her head up to face Sunwoo. Unexpectedly to her, Sunwoo was already looking down at her with absolute adoration when he said his words. Jiyeon gasps lightly when Sunwoo starts to lightly tear up, “S-Sunwoo.” Forgetting her earlier thoughts, her body reacted first, standing up to be in front of him, “Hey…why are you crying?” Testing the waters very carefully, Jiyeon slowly raises the back of one of her hands to wipe his cheek.

Sunwoo, of course, lets her do so. He takes notice of her warm hands that completely contrasted yesterday, feeling comforted as he lets out a relieving breath and a small chuckle. Both of her hands were resting on Sunwoo’s cheek so gently, with her thumb wiping motion on his cheek, that he felt like his whole body was being wrapped comfortably by her. He just kept on staring at Jiyeon’s worried expression and the way her lips were throwing out words of comfort, “How am I supposed to ever walk away from you when I’m so in love with you?”

Jiyeon flinches at the sudden confession and before she could back away, Sunwoo quickly places his palms over hers back to his cheeks firmly. His eyes look weak due to his own tiredness from not being able to sleep soundly yet full of strong love for the woman in front of him, “W-What did you just say?”

Exhaling softly at the way Jiyeon looks so unsure, Sunwoo repeats his main point differently, “I’m confessing my feelings for you.” Her once confused parted lips, found each other once again as she searched Sunwoo’s eyes and all over his face for any lies, “I’m not playing with you, Choi Jiyeon. I can see the reluctance in your face.”

“Sunwoo, you have girls lining up for you,” Jiyeon whispers to him, her tone convincing him that something is wrong. “Waiting for you. Girls who are so much easier to be with. Girls that won’t push you away. Girls that won’t make you run out of the house at midnight. Girls that are…not a burden.” In denial, Jiyeon shakes her head, “You don’t lik---”

“Is that what you think you are to me?” Sunwoo counters her calmly, “A burden?”

“I’ve always been a burden all my life. Why do you think my parents left me?” Jiyeon lost all the strength in her arms, and the only thing holding her hands on Sunwoo’s cheek was all his effort, “My grandparents are loving but their lives would’ve been so much easier if I was nev---”

“Mine wouldn’t,” Sunwoo interjected. Whatever it was that she was about to say, it was something to put down her self-worth and he couldn’t handle such things coming out of her. Lowering both of their linked hands, Sunwoo intertwines Jiyeon’s hands with his, “You don’t know how much energy you give me every day. How much motivation you give me throughout the day. How loved and cared for you make me feel.” He shrugs, ignoring the loud beating of his heart, “But now I guess I’m finally telling you.”

The apprehension in Jiyeon’s eyes made Sunwoo comfortingly smile, hoping to ease some of her anxiety. Just like what Jiyeon did towards him earlier, he lets go of one of her hands to rub his thumb on her cheek. It was silent as they were comforting and seemingly communicating with each other through their loving gaze at each other. And so when Jiyeon lets out a small smile, Sunwoo beams brighter than ever, “I like you, Kim Sunwoo.”

“Then date me. Date me and let me love you back.”

Jiyeon blushes at the straightforward statement. Sunwoo flutters his eyes shut as she brushes the hair away from his face, “You won’t regret this?” she breathes the question softly.

Sunwoo shook his head, gently placing his forehead on Jiyeon’s, “Not if you won’t.” He responded in a similar manner.

“Sunwoo.” Jiyeon turns to her side and glares at her boyfriend who has been staring at her for the last three minutes. Not only did it distract her studies but the way that he looked at her so mesmerisingly made it hard for her to even breathe at this rate, “Stop looking at me.”

Sunwoo kept an innocent smile, pushing his face further forward, pressing a quick peck on her lips, “Why?” He playfully asks.

“You said you were hungry! Go get some food!” Jiyeon pushes Sunwoo away by the shoulder, the male dramatically pushing himself back, “Don’t be dramatic!”

“Fine fine, I’ll go.” Sunwoo drags out the last syllable in the sentence, frowning and slumping on his chair a little bit before standing up with his phone, “Do you…want anything?” Jiyeon could only smile softly as usual, stopping her vigorous typing on her computer at his question.

It’s been more than three years since their relationship started and Sunwoo has been so patient in her journey that every single time he carefully asks the question, Jiyeon could feel her heart melt and fall in love with the boy more and more each time, “Give me a kiss before you go.” She puckered her lips to him, tilting her head up.

Blushing furiously at the unexpected request, Sunwoo buffered before leaning down to hug his lips with her familiar ones. His hand was on Jiyeon’s nape, softly holding her head in this intimate moment. Jiyeon melts even further with his attentive actions, smiling widely in the kiss. Before completely pulling his hand away, Sunwoo brushes her hair out from her forehead to press another kiss. Leaning away to face each other with rosy-tinted cheeks, he asks once again, “Anything else?”

“Make sure you have a safe trip there and back.” Jiyeon presses a kiss on Sunwoo’s cheek before ushering him to go. But he didn’t do anything as he just kept on staring at his girlfriend who reflected the same glimmering look of love in her eyes towards him. Sunwoo’s hand, which still didn’t leave her nape, prevented her from turning away, “ Kim Sunwoo, stop looking at me! I'm not that nice to look at…"

It wasn’t Sunwoo’s plan to stare at Jiyeon for that long. He’s just naturally attracted and so in love with her that he didn’t realise that she was the only thing that he would search for in a whole hall of people, with different colours and different noises. Choi Jiyeon finally let her walls down as they overcame life’s challenges together hand in hand. Kim Sunwoo couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have her. "You will always be my favourite scene to look at."

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goldenempyrean · 2 years ago

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sick reader and elizabeth using “It sounds like you’ve caught that bug going round.” and “Naps are only for babies and old people. Im neither.”

Should've Stayed Home

〚 Notes - Just posting the fic I wrote last night :) This hasn't been edited/checked well so sorry about mistakes! 〛

〚 Pairing - Lizzie Olsen x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - You insisted on visiting Lizzie's parents with her, even when you weren't feeling great. But once you arrived there, it seems that maybe staying home would've have been such a day idea. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 1300 〛

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“Maybe you should stay home today sweetheart.” Lizzie sighed as you coughed into your elbow, “It sounds like you’ve caught that bug going round. We can always reschedule, or I can always go visit my parents by myself for a few hours and then come home again.”

But you only shook your head as tossed her the car keys, “No, we’ve been putting off seeing your parents for weeks and I’m not even that sick either, my throat’s just being a little temperamental.”

Lizzie hesitated for a moment, worry creasing her forehead, but ultimately, she relented and took the keys from you. She watched as you gathered your things and made your way out the door, wishing she could convince you to stay home and rest.

As you drove to Lizzie's parents' house, you couldn't shake the feeling of fatigue that settled in your bones. You tried to ignore it, focusing instead on the radio and the passing scenery outside the car window. The coolness of the glass felt amazing against the throbbing which had begun to pound in your temples.

The drive wasn’t too long at least, that was a positive. Not only had your head begun to pound, but you also found yourself beginning to sniffle repetitively, unable to keep your nose from running. Those sniffles only intensified further when your nose itched sharply.

“H’h..h’tschoo! Heh’hupsshooo!”

Lizzie chuckled, reaching over to squeeze your thigh gently, “Bless-“ She started but stopped when your breath hitched again preemptively.

“H’htschoo!” You ducked your head into your elbow as you covered your final sneeze, sniffling wetly in the aftermath, scrunching up your nose as you wiped it against the end of your sleeve.

“There's tissues in the glove box baby, blow your nose.” Lizzie sighed, regretting that she hadn’t pushed further for you to stay home.

You nodded and reached for the tissues, blowing your nose loudly and rubbing at your eyes. The headache was only getting worse, and your throat felt like it was on fire. You tried to distract yourself by looking out the window again, but everything seemed to blur together in a dizzying haze.

By the time you arrived at Lizzie's parents' house, you were feeling worse than ever. Your head was pounding, your nose was running nonstop, and your throat was so sore it hurt to swallow. You tried to put on a brave face when you greeted her parents, but they could tell something was wrong.

As soon as you walked in the door, Lizzie's mom greeted you with a big hug. "Oh, honey, you don't look so good. Are you feeling okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face.

You forced a smile and nodded, not wanting to worry her. "I'm just a little under the weather. Nothing to worry about," you replied, your voice scratchy and hoarse.

Lizzie's dad came over to give you a handshake and a pat on the back, but you winced in pain as the pressure on your back sent a wave of pain through your body. Lizzie noticed your discomfort and quickly intervened, guiding you over to the couch and offering you a glass of water.

You gratefully accepted the water, taking a sip to soothe your sore throat. Lizzie sat down next to you, her hand resting on your knee as she asked, "Do you need anything else, love?"

You couldn’t help but feel your heavy eyes begin to close on their own as you fought to keep yourself awake as you leant your head against Lizzie’s shoulder, “No, it’s fine.”

Lizzie frowned as she felt the heat radiating off of you. She knew that you were running a fever, and she didn't want to push you too hard. "Maybe we should head back home, sweetheart," she suggested gently.

You shook your head, not wanting to ruin the visit. "No, I'm fine. Let's just hang out for a bit," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. Lizzie hesitated, but eventually she relented when she parents joined the two of you in the living room.

You tried your best to keep yourself composed as you chatted with Lizzie's parents. But as the conversation went on, the pressure in your sinuses began to build, and you knew that you were on the verge of a sneeze.

You tried to hold it in, but it was no use. Your body gave in, and you let out a loud, explosive sneeze. "H'tschh!" Your hand shot up to cover your nose and mouth, but it was too late.

Lizzie's mom rushed over to you with a handful of tissues, concern etched on her face. "Oh, honey, are you okay? Do you need anything?" she asked.

You nodded, grateful for the tissues. You blew your nose, wincing as the pressure in your head intensified. You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks as you tried to hide your embarrassment.

Lizzie's dad gave you a sympathetic smile. "It's okay, we've all been there," he said, trying to make you feel better.

“You’re definitely getting a cold.” Lizzie sighed, pressing a tender kiss to your cheek. You could do little more to respond, that insistent itch still lingering in your nose before you eventually sneezed down into your tissues yet again, mumbling out your apology afterwards.

Lizzie's mom reached over to hand you another tissue, giving you a sympathetic smile. "Bless you, dear. It sounds like you're really not feeling well," she said kindly whilst Lizzie wrapped her arms around you, holding you closer to her.

You nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for not listening to Lizzie's advice to stay home. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make a scene," you apologised, your voice still scratchy and hoarse.

Lizzie's dad patted you on the back. "No need to apologise, we understand. Sometimes these things just happen," he said, giving you a reassuring smile.

But you couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment and discomfort. You were starting to feel like a burden on everyone, like you were ruining the visit. You tried to excuse yourself, saying that you needed some fresh air, but Lizzie insisted on coming with you.

Outside, the cool air felt good on your flushed face, but you couldn't escape the pounding in your head or the congestion in your sinuses. You leaned against Lizzie, feeling her warmth and support as you tried to catch your breath.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled, feeling tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. "I didn't mean to ruin the visit."

Lizzie pulled you closer, rubbing soothing circles on your back. "You didn't ruin anything, sweetheart. We just want you to feel better," she said, her voice soft and gentle.

You leaned into her, feeling the weight of exhaustion and sickness weighing you down. "I just want to go home," you said, your voice barely audible.

Lizzie nodded, understanding the seriousness of the situation. She helped you back to the car, settling you in the passenger seat before going back inside to explain the situation to her parents.

As Lizzie drove you home, you leaned your head against the window, feeling the cool glass soothing against your hot skin. Lizzie's hand found yours, squeezing it gently as she drove.

“Maybe you should try and take a nap sweetheart, you look exhausted.”

 “Naps are only for babies and old people. I'm neither.”  You mumbled, but still you found yourself giving in and closing your eyes.

Lizzie chuckled softly. "Well, in that case, you're just taking a rest. You need it." She whispered, her voice filled with sympathy and love.

You nodded sleepily, feeling grateful for Lizzie's understanding and care. As you drifted off to sleep, you knew that you were in good hands, and that Lizzie would be there to take care of you until you were feeling better.

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markipliers-madhouse · 1 year ago

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Hello? Hello Hello?

...Well, this place has been dead for a little bit, hasn't it?

Mentioned a little bit before on that collab piece I did, but figured I'd be better to do a full post bout it here!

So, this AU...has been laying dormant for quite some time, and there's not really any excuses for that. I've just been a little busy with school and life in general, but mainly...haven't had much motivation to do it in all honesty, and their's two main factors to that unmotivation.

1. I kinda realized I'd be needing to write a lot for this story, and though I love writing in general...the scope of this would be like writing a few novels if I continued on, and I just wouldn't have the time or sanity to do that, but more on that later for a solution...

And 2. ...I kinda fell out of FNaF for a moment. Well- Not entirely, I'll always love this series, but I guess it was mainly...the state of the fandom after one certain game...Security Breach. After that game came out, it kinda broke the fandom in half. One half being those who hate the game and left the franchise entirely, now seeing it as nothing but for kids and not taken seriously, and the other...well, actually kids. Y'know the ones. You know.

So that kinda left me kinda unsure for my AU, since I thought if I put stuff out now...it wouldn't really be that appreciated. From the start it was meant to harken back to the original classics of FNaF, but with the fandom mostly filled with newcomers for just this one game, and the original fans gone and unhopeful for the franchise, I just kinda...left this place dorment till I felt motivated again.

...And then the Ruin DLC happened, which gave me a spark of motivation. Seemed this franchise was starting to to head to a better place, getting some old fans back, so that's nice. Got me thinking more bout this AU again...

And then the movie happened, and now i've been slapped in the face with motivation.

SO- Guess that's my excuse for why things have been so empty, but now...I AM READY TO OFFICIALLY SAY IT IS STARTING BACK UP! And not just that...but starting fresh! ...Which, isn't saying much, since I only wrote two chapters for it...y e a h - But there's a reason I'm starting fresh, not just for improved art or retconing some of the mistakes of what I did give out, but mainly because...

I'm turning the AU into a comic!!

That's right! Gonna be drawing the whole thing start to finish! Figured this would be better to me since it's quicker then writing it all, and get to show and improve more of my art, so works out! (You can already kinda see some of that with the new pfp and header) Maybe might get some help in the future, maybe might dable in some animation, maybe a lot of things, but guess we'll just hafta see where it goes from here!

What does that mean for the previous content though? All...f o u r of it? Well, that stuff is gonna be non-canon from here on out! It'll be easier this way since those stuff have either some continuity errors that'll effect the story in the long wrong, or just simply I've changed my mind on some things and it'll be a bit more different! I'm still leaving them up, however! Just cause I think it'll be fun to see how far I've come, and ey some art pieces there weren't bad! ...Too bad...okay like one or two were d e c e n t

TLDR of it tho is this: AU's getting a reboot, gonna be made into a comic now, previous stuff is non-canon, and this page should be a bit more active now!

But yeah! Big things are coming, and I am excited to start up this AU again! I have so many plans for this story that I'm just hoping you guys will love, wanna do justice to both sides of the story! So keep an eye on this blog, might take a little longer, but hoping to get things officially and finally started soon!

And to prove some of that, before I go...you guys deserve a a bit of a sneak peak of what's to come, so...hope you enjoy these redesigns >:]

EDIT: THE SERIES HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN- READ EM HERE- AH-

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clangen · 2 years ago

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FAQ

Are you a ClanGen developer? I am not apart of the development team.

Are you the official ClanGen blog? Nope, the official ClanGen blog is @officialclangen.

Would you ever give the username to the official blog if they asked? Of course, I'd do it in a heartbeat.

Did you make these sprites? I've put the sprites together in a way that resembles the character but the actual sprites themselves were made by the people who've contributed to ClanGen.

Something in the sprites you've posted doesn't exist in my game! You're either using an outdated release of ClanGen or I've pulled something from the development builds that hasn't come to stable versions of the game yet.

I don't like how you made this character look... Sorry, the sprites are made to reflect my own vision of the characters. I may re-do characters exclusive to books I haven't read yet. A lot of my choices are based on impressions, so my vision might change. If your grievance is that I forgot to include an injury, please let me know! I reference the wiki so this shouldn't happen, but I'm always capable of making mistakes.

You didn't answer my ask! Sorry, it's not intentional. This blog has sparked in popularity and with that, my askbox gets new suggestions everyday. If I haven't gotten around to your request, it's one of three things: 1. It's still far back in the queue. 2. The character you've asked for has already been posted/requested. 3. Tumblr simply ate your ask (or the post i've placed into the queue).

How do you make the sprites? I edit the save file of a single cat and use the "zoom-in" profile feature.

How many people are behind this blog? Just one battle cats fan.

Can I reblog your posts onto my roleplay blog and/or tag as kin? Go for it! I don't mind at all.

Can you make my OC? Warriors has a lot of characters, adding OCs onto my plate would be overwhelming if I'm being honest.

What will you do when you finish all the characters? I might leave the blog as is and come back to update it when new characters enter the series. I've thought about doing designs based on rewrites I really enjoy as well. Is the blog dead? If I'm ever gone for a long time without notice it means I'm just taking a break for one reason or another. I'm very particular with my digital spaces and never silently abandon accounts for clarity. Is it okay if I like-spam or reblog-spam? Go for it.

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talesofsonicasura · 1 year ago

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Herald of Ruin

Hello everyone. It's been awhile since I made a post here. Tumblr isn't exactly making things easy especially because I finally gotten asks after so long. And guess who got a glitch which makes it impossible to edit said asks much less one that still hasn't been solved in days?

Nevermind the details although since that isn't the focus. I got plagued with a new AU idea which wouldn't leave me alone. Thus this particular post.

We all know about Optimus Prime. The heroic leader of the Autobots, a kind and gentle mech who battles those that dare threaten the peace. Yet one part of him we really see is his humble origin as Orion Pax. The bot before the war truly war began.

In multiple iterations, Orion is depicted as a dock worker, a miner, or for this AU Prime's archivist version. What do I have in store for him? Let's begin. (Part 2 can be found here.)

Orion Pax didn't exactly know where he was. It definitely ain't Cybertron from the vibrant greenery, bright blue sky and the peculiar fauna that roamed around him. An organic world instead of metal.

His memory core being a massive mess didn't help either. Orion could access some datas like who he is, where he came from, his function, and even a few individuals but everything else is engulfed by errors. All the archivist could do at the moment was walk.

Thus Orion Pax took his first steps into this strange colorful world. A directionless path past red cliffs, small pools of water, and the various wildlife that watched from a distance in curiosity. It all led to a peculiar metallic emblem embedded in the one such cliff.

A large vault that bear an eerie vibrant purple symbol that glowed as if reacting to him. Without word, Orion Pax approach the strange landmark. His vision flashing constantly to a dark abyss that held a faint blue light before his outstretched servo.

Time began to stretch into constant flashes until contact been made. Orion Pax barely blinked before he found himself on the ground back to the colorful world around him. And it didn't take long to see amber eyes peer down his optics.

Narrow gaze full of skeptical curiosity in what embodies a pure ancient grudge woven in wooden tablets decorated by dead leaves. The kind which had Orion remembering a phrase hidden by broken processor. Knowledge is power. A treasure that can bring peace...

Or RuIn.

Yup. We are delving into the world of Pokemon as Orion Pax just encounter the Ruinous Tablets: Wo-Chien. In Scarlet and Violet, there are four unique seals scattered across the region. These contain the Treasures of Ruin, powerful Pokemon that brought disaster onto Paldea long long ago.

Wo-Chien is the wooden tablets used by a grudge filled scribe to write the deeds of a corrupt king. The Pokemon doesn't attack Orion for one sheer reason: curiosity. It never seen anything like the archivist before.

The potential of untold knowledge leads to an unspoken alliance between the two. Something which later evolves into a powerful bond. Orion names the Wo-Chien 'Blackbox'. (Black boxes are devices that record and contain important data.)

It doesn't take long until the two come across a Pokemon Trainer named Roc. (This trainer fills the main character role for Scarlet/Violet.) After a misunderstanding which involves a language barrier and mistaking a Cybertronian for a Pokemon, Orion Pax's path is laid.

Travel the Paldea region alongside Roc, maybe even help him on his journey. By doing this he could piece together the answers to what led him here and maybe get back home. For now Orion learns about this strange new world.

Travelling across Paldea is gonna require a mix of alt mode, holoform and alternate fuel sources. Orion's alt mode is gonna be a cargo truck since my headcanon height for him is 19 ft. As for alternate fuel, it takes the forms of Tera Shards.

These shards are crystallized energy only found in the Paldea region and responsible for a phenomenon known as Terastallization. Roc made a desperate attempt to save a energy drained Orion by having him consume a Dark Tera Shard. These items become vital for the Cybertronian until he can fully perfect a recipe for Synthetic Energon. Success varies.

For Pokemon, Orion only catches those who wish to join him unless a situation calls for it. Like the safety of the creature in question that leads to no other option. Otherwise Orion leaves them be. The same goes for battling as well with the exception of spars.

Our archivist will have a team like any other trainer and I'll be going over the main ones. His signature team basically. Let's start with Orion's first Pokemon.

Blackbox: Wo-Chien

Type: Dark/Grass Nature: Serious Tera: Dark

Ability: Tablets of Ruin- reduce the ATK of all other Pokemon on the field.

Moves: Growth, Ruination, Giga Drain, Dark Pulse

This grumpy book snail of a Wo-Chien prefers to quietly read and nap in peace. He's not above using his ability to intimidate someone if irritated enough. Blackbox isn't fully heartless though as he cares for Orion alongside his close companions in subtle ways. Harm them and this Wo-Chien will drain those offenders dry.

Purrlee: Purugly

Type: Normal Nature: Jolly Tera: Ground

Ability: Defiant - Boosts Attack when stats lowered.

Moves: Play Rough, Hone Claws, Dig, Bulldoze

Orion's second Pokemon, this Tiger Cat is surprisingly very friendly, snuggly and energetic despite the species. She was abandoned by her former Trainer after evolving from Glameow. Purrlee has a tendency to bowl over others for surprise nuzzles. No one stops her though, not even Blackbox.

Vos: Gligar

Type: Ground/Flying Nature: Impish Tera: Poison

Ability: Hyper Cutter- Prevents Attack from lowering

Moves: Cross Poison, Swords Dance, Bulldoze, Fire Fang

A wild glutton who serves as Orion's third Pokemon. He joined the team back when he was a Gligar that gotten lost from his group and slept in the archivist's cabin. Vos' name is coined from a lost memory that the Pokemon had accidentally triggered. He loves sleeping in Orion's cabin or hang off him like a perch.

Shard: Quaquaval *Shiny

Type: Water/Fighting Nature:Timid Tera: Ice

Ability: Moxie- boosts Attack for each Pokemon they defeat

Moves: Aqua Step, Ice Spinner, Counter, Hurricane

Orion's fourth Pokemon is a shy dancer who wishes to perfect her craft. Shard started as a very timid Quaxly who evolves over the span of the adventure. The dual type has gain more confidence upon becoming a Quaquaval but still hides behind Orion if spooked.

Noctis: Grimmsnarl

Type: Dark/Fairy Nature: Naughty Tera: Fairy

Ability: Pickpocket - Steals an item if physically attacked

Moves: Spirit Break, Play Rough, Drain Punch, Crunch

A loyal yet mischievous powerhouse that became Orion's fifth Pokemon. He started as a self destructive chaotic Morgrem who absolutely loathe the archivist until one fateful incident led to Noctis not only evolving into Grimmsnarl but try to better himself. The dual type still pull pranks, thankfully these aren't as dangerous like back then.

Vector Prime: Steelix *Can Mega Evolve

Type: Steel/Ground Nature: Gentle Tera: Steel

Ability: Sturdy - Cannot be knocked out with 1 hit KOs

Moves: Dragon Dance, Iron Tail, Psychic Fangs, Metal Burst

A mysterious Pokemon that can sense space-time anomalies serves as Orion's sixth Pokemon. Vector is a grandfatherly soul who tends to dote on everyone and provide comfort or wisdom if needed. His name stems from a triggered memory like Vos. Vector can mega evolve with the Steelixite Orion earned if need be.

Crimson: Koraidon

Type: Dragon/Fighting Nature: Hasty Tera: Dragon

Ability: Orichalcum Pulse -Turns the sunlight harsh when entering battle. The ancient energy thrumming through this Pokemon boosts it's Attack in harsh sunlight.

Moves: Collision Course, Iron Head, Dragon Claw, Shadow Claw

A hyperactive and affectionate Legendary that is Orion's emotional support Pokemon. He was entrusted to the archivist by Professor Sada as a Ride Pokemon, although she's unaware of him not being human. Crimson spends most his time munching on sandwiches and making others laugh than battling. Doesn't mean the Koraidon is unable to curb stomp those who wish to cause trouble.

I can't forget about Orion's human companion. Roc is a 23 year old trainer who tends to be quite carefree but also equally reckless. He aspires to be a Frontier Brain and run his own facility. To do so, he must compete in the Battle Frontier which will pit him against trainers who can match even Pokemon League champions in skill or strength.

Roc explores various regions to gain experience that could aid in his quest. He accidentally mistook Orion for a Pokemon on their first meeting and it took Blackbox stealing the man's Rotomphone to stop the fight from escalating. (There's a language barrier which can be resolved by the data inside the device.)

Roc is an enabler when it comes to Orion. From the limited info he got out of the bot's fragmented memory, the young man felt angry about how his new friend lived back on Cybertron. Something Roc decides to rectify by giving Orion a chance to experience life.

It does put a dent in his wallet but the price is worth it when the archivist gets to attend a carnival or read whatever book he wants. Orion tries to pay him back however Roc usually refuses. The time he doesn't is by asking to learn stuff from the bot in exchange.

Such things consist of reading/writing/understanding Cybertronian, history and other subjects on the planet that isn't functionalism. Roc's penmanship definitely approved upon trying to write Orion's language. He did roll his eyes when the bot mistook his handwriting for 'clocker' scratch. (Cybertronian Chicken)

I will be drawing Roc. For holoform design, either design my own or use the TFA version. Orion Pax is participating in all the events of the main Scarlet/Violet game and Teal Mask/Indigo Disk DLC alongside my OC except for the Pokemon League. Now this is the first half of my AU explanation.

The second will delve into the Transformers side and why it's called 'Herald of Ruin'. Do know that Orion Pax is gonna be quite different from his canon counterpart throughout this. I will drive a wedge between them and see how the character can molded.

That's all I got for now! Until next time folks, I'll see you back in Paldea. Now transform and roll out! Here's a Trainer Card that I made on Pokecharms.com for Orion Pax and Crimson(Koraidon).

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akira-yui · 1 year ago

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Hello ^^ this is my first post, I'm new to writting so it may be a little bad, I'm not an native english speaker either so be aware of possible mistakes! Have fun reading!

Content: Fluff

Character: Ghost (Form COD)

Art by:Nintendo blood (Got it in Pinterest)

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In the quiet darkness of the night, you found confort in the warmth of Ghost's embrace. The moonlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow upon his rugged features. His piercing brown eyes held a sense of calmness as he held you close, his strong arms providing a sense of security that you had never experienced before.

you layed together on the couch, the events of the day seemed distant as you focused on the present moment, the rise and fall of his chest soothing your racing heart.

"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice a gentle whisper that danced across your ears. You nodded, your fingers intertwining with his as you looked up at him.

"Yeah, just needed this," you replied, a small smile playing on your lips. You couldn't see his face because of his mask but you knew Ghost returned the smile, his thumb brushing against your cheek.

"I'm here for you, always," he murmured, his lips meet your forehead trough his mask giving it a soft kiss. The world around you seemed to fade away with that little kiss, it was enough to ease your worries.

Ghost pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes locked onto yours. "You mean everything to me," he confessed, letting you see that vulnerability he hasn't shown anyone else.

"You're my savior, Ghost," you admitted, your fingers tracing the outline of his mask. "In this chaotic world, you're the one who keeps me breathing."

His gloved hand cupped your cheek, his thumb caressing your skin. "I'll never let anything happen to you," he vowed, his voice unwavering. "I'll always protect you."

With Ghost by your side, you felt a sense of reassurance that you had never known before. His presence alone was enough to quell the fears that had plagued your mind, his touch erasing the worries that had crept into your heart.

As the night continued to embrace you both, Ghost pulled you closer, his fingers lacing through yours. With your head resting against his chest, you could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat comforting you.

"I love you," you whispered, the words carrying the weight of your feelings. Ghost's grip tightened.

"I love you too," he replied, his voice a gentle murmur, it was short but enough for you to see all his feelings.

In that moment, as you lay entwined with Ghost, you felt an unbreakable bond between you two. The world may have been filled with uncertainty, but you knew that as long as you had each other, you could face anything that came your way.

As the night drifted into dawn, you found yourself drifting to sleep in Ghost's arms. The rise and fall of his chest served as a lullaby, his presence wrapping around you like a protective shield. Filled with his warmth and love, you knew that no matter what challenges awaited, you and Ghost would face them together.

And so, as the sun's rays began to paint the sky with hues of pink and gold, you found comfort, you had found your safe haven.

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k0k1ch1111 · 9 months ago

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Plsss tell us about ur oc Hoshiko!

AGH!!! AAA!

Alr alr lemme copy the info I just edited into the previous post and then I can add extra !!!

This is a dice insert oc so main part IA about her and ouma ♡♡

Tgey met when they were both 8, hoshiko was making a mad dash away from her old orphanage and she jumped a wall and her dress got caught on a point part of the fence and when she ran she fell face first into his back and knocked him over onto the floor and almost got trampled by the other dice members She literally looks up from the ground and sees herself surrounded by a bunch of 7-12 year Olds in creepy clown masks and basically clutches her purse thinking she's gonna be robbed amd starts freaking the fuck out like "DONT TELL THEM I RAN AWAY PLEAXE DONT TAKE ME BACK I DONT WANNA GO!" ans starts spiraling into oblivion while ouma (8) is like stomping his feet throwing a hissy fit over her knocking her over and knocking his mask offMeanwhile some of the older (12 yr old) members are helping separate them hoshiko looks at him and is like oh my GOD he's so cool!?!??! (He isnt) she makes an attempt to ask who they are and gets a response of like "were a SECRET EVIL CRIME GROUP and were SUUUPER BAD so you CANT JOIN US 😡😡" and he makes them all run away, but forgets his silly little mask. Which she grabs and stashes in her bag, then runs after them Once she catches up she basically has been yelling after them for like 10 minutes so her voice is honestly kinda shot and she like whisper screams "you forgot ur scary mask thing!!!!" To which she gets a like begrudging "ugh... thanks :///" because In my opinion ouma is very picky when it comes to friends, it's either love or hate and she hasn't made it on the good list yet so all she was is a stranger who PUSHED HIM!! (Faceplanted)She she looks around at this group of people and suddenly tye urge to join them.hits her like a brick and she immediately asks if she can be their friend (which earns her a few smiles) and ouma kinda just... glares at her like :/// what do you add to the group ://///Little does anyone rlly know she's a very talented little pickpocket and she does a little rudimentary trick and steals something outta his pocket and that's her ticket in :>

Ok now onto more

Her first true friends in dice were 2 of the girls from the dice portrait in v3 (brown hair girl and blonde twintail girl. I named them Mika and Yui.)

She rlly wanted to get along with ouma but he made an effort t9 avoid her for a few days after she joined bc he was still annoyed that she made him trip and look stupid

He kinda started seeing her as a talented liar and a good person to be around when she started showing admiration for him

Like when she was designing her little uniform she decided to wear her scarf like he does because "it's suuuuper cool :]"

she proved herself to be a good thief and a pretty good liar so she ended up being the go to for schemes when her and ouma became friends

She has a very codependent personality so she puts like all her trust in him (mistake)

Other members warn her about it but she's already too deep in and starts mirroring his personality until it sets in and they're super similar to each other

Some silly little details I think about with her and ouma specifically

After they get close and hoshi becomes more of his like. Right hand man / second in command they end up talking a lot

Ik it's cliche as hell but they don't rlly lie that much to each other bc they can see through eachothwts bullshiy there's no point

As more group members join they try and split responsibility over like. Group chores.

They both have a commanding presence so whenever they like. Sneak into an abandoned apartment complex for shelter they kinda split responsibility with how to organize it

Theyre kinda sibling like but they aren't rlly related they just look similar

She has an insane amount of shit on him it's not even funny

Id love to write more silly hcs or stuff about her in her respective KG at a later point ♡♡

#oc #danganronpa fangan #kokichi ouma #phantom lore #Phantom asks :]#hoshiko kimura #Talking about her is so fun #It makes me so giggle and kick my feet #I grin like a moron

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oceanlipgloss · 7 months ago

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was belial’s h scene voice acted? ik that he can’t actually “speak” without jjyu but i still really hope there was a voiceover of what he was “saying” through touch >_<

Hey there, anon:) I'm sorry for the atrociously late response. I've been logged out of Tumblr and on hiatus, ongoing.

[THE UNWANTED INTRO]

To answer your question and please prepare to be disappointed, I'll say that I have no clue :P that's because, while I do swing between playing story scenes often with no audio to rarely with low audio, I always dive into H-scenes with my volume on zero. To me, that makes it more effective and easier to focus. I'm also not very interested in the 'erotic' genre of voice-acting, if you will.

Actually, the game altogether has been on mute for a loooong time now lol a bonus pro that comes with that is the option to listen to music of my own (were I in the mood to do so) as I get daily/weekly achievements done.

+fun fact: the only game I play with both BGM and voice on is Mystic Messenger; it's not merely a game to me, but one of the dearest things to my heart.

[THE SEMI-ANSWER]

Now I'll get to the subject at hand, so: if I were to use logic and give an answer, I'm inclined to assume that Belial's H-scene most likely had very little to no voice acting (i.e. the 'husky moan' part may be voiced), though it would be pretty cool if what he wrote on MC's body was voiced—as in, those were his 'thoughts' and 'intentions.'

However, it's noteworthy to mention that Belial can, in fact, talk without Jjyu, but the deal here is with how his voice sounds, something which makes apparent the reality that his vocal chords have been subjected to certain trauma. For citation: his voice is described in-game as though 'coming from a damaged pipe,' (and that description was made when he said Solomon's name before he and MC broke their contract, I believe).

He also did talk a whole lot before his H-scene (while he was in the hospital), which is a reason as to why I was confused once it was mentioned in his H-scene that MC had 'never heard him talk.' Perhaps that was meant to refer to how, since his voice is damaged, MC had never heard his 'healthy' voice.

[THE SECOND BABBLE]

Either way, PB should please forget about Panty Party for a minute and make an editing and polishing party for the writing 'cause it thirsts for needs that quite desperately, man lol

Improvement was made in the latest chapter, in Gamigin's event, and in Leraye's event despite the frightening mistakes, which of course is better than nothing, but damn...

And although I have no clue about the severity of the linguistical horrors that surely haunted (Selfie) Lucifer's prologue + story and (Uniform(?)) Leviathan's I didn't bother to read the prologues or pull for the cards and unlock the stories, I can definitely guess :P

[THE UNRELATED NOTE]

Belphegor's appearance fucks, and he hasn't even been entirely shown yet.

The double iris + pupil? The black, apparently slicked-back hair? The numerous silver piercings?

His eyes on their own are quite eye-catching horrific pun intended and unique. And the little pieces of trivia sprinkled about him in chats made me like him. He seems to be pretty strange lol

+edit: PB's latest post about him? He's likeable material for sure. I mean, the literal embodiment of sloth—who cannot be bothered to leave his room other than once in a blue moon and deals with a mass of stuff as quickly as possible before holing himself back up in his room—spends time and energy making a mask because he read a comic. So boyish and quirky. He then threatens to kill anyone who dislikes his craft. He's a cute one.

#ask #the teacup

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zeonmainacc · 1 year ago

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Would anyone be interested if I try to do some researching and try to write down about local laws in europe and such?

I know this often brings debate in the community, because this can make people emotional who would really like to own stuff etc.

But trust me there are alot of things that can be owned legally, tho I am also guilty of doing mistakes.

I just, it's been 8 years. And I find this topic really interesting and I feel like there is a great lack of some proper resources put into one post.

And only things I usually see are people mentioned MBTA the moment an American collector shows a bird. Even tho laws are strict everywhere, but I think it has always been mostly towards Americans where people point fingers at. Atleast in the English speaking side of the Internet.

But I could mostly only research about birds because that's my main interest, I don't know much about mammals or fossils.

Insects I don't know much either tho, alot of stuff seems legal (please some insect collector tell me their perspective, I am curious), mostly honey bees are protected etc.

(Maybe one day I'll start an insect collection, there are sooo many gorgeous invertebrates out there, so many shiny and pretty insects!)

I hope it's alright for me to try and maybe write something cool and informative that could be used as a reference when obtaining things. I just find this topic very fascinating/interesting and have been wanting to make something like this for ages. I just have no clue how people would react.

Since in a previous post I mentioned that I don't share my stuff that much outside of my local discord friend group anymore, I have no clue what's going on on other social media sites XD

I have my final exams soon so I won't have much time to write something but perhaps afterwards (probably in two months it depends)

edit: I saw quite a bunch if people already did a bunch of similar things, so ofc I don't want to copy what they did, maybe I can find something that hasn't been talked about thus far. But I'll look around when I have time.

#I'd love to write stuff down regarding safe to buy shops #websites that sell you stuff legally #safe to buy shops from other websites? ya know like etsy and ebay tho there is a big grey area here #and this grey area can turn into a big debate #I'd mostly focus on talking about what to keep an eye out on and what to avoid #oh also a reference list where you can check what protection status an animal has #I don't know if I forgot anything #Maybe touching local laws from european countries and how some are very different compared to others?#there are aloooot of things one can still aquire even if laws feel like a headache #vulture culture

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angeldanshi · 20 days ago

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Welcome to Angel♂'s JP → ENG song translations blog!

Masterlist

About

Hi! I'm Angel♂ or AngelDANSHI, and this blog is dedicated to translating Japanese songs into English! This mainly pertains to songs from franchises/sources I'm interested in, such as Ensemble Stars and Vocaloid.

Please note that this is not a translyrics blog, simply a translation blog! This means my translations are not suitable to be used in English covers as they are just translations. If you wish to use my translations to create translyrics, please read my rules below!

I don't make translations often as I only make them if the song is either new and hasn't been translated yet or if the song is obscure and hasn't been translated yet. Thus, posts on here will not be frequent.

I'm not 100% fluent in Japanese but I'm an amateur and still learning, so I use tools such as jisho.org to assist me in translating. This means I may make mistakes sometimes, so please let me know if you spot any! I try my best to make sure translations are accurate and thus all translations on here are subject to change/editing at any moment.

Rules

You can use my translations as reference for creating translyrics, you don't need permission to or credit (but credit is appreciated!).

Please do not repost my translations (to a wiki, to social media, in a lyric video, etc.) without acquiring my permission first. If you wish for my translations to be added to a wiki, contact me about it and I will most likely add them myself. If I do give you permission to use my translations, please credit me when using them (link to the post or blog please, no plain text credits such as "translations by angeldanshi" or "translations by angeldanshi on tumblr").

Requests

I do have requests open, but as translating a song takes much more time than romanizing, I will be less likely to accept requests, so please keep this in mind!

If it's a song pertaining to my interests (Ensemble Stars, Vocaloid, etc.), I'll be more likely to accept the request!

Thank You For Reading!

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gurofushi · 5 months ago

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strike 2,000!

𝜗𝜚 kenji sato x cameraman/woman! reader (fluff + crack)

summary; kenji does an oopsy daisy and accidentally breaks your $2,000 camera 🤷🏻‍♀️

warnings; i know nothing about baseball. im pulling every single word i wrote out of my ass ^v^ pls don't come for me

a/n; crazy how this man has singlehandedly brought back my passion and will to write (#needthat)

🦷 (apologies for any grammar mistakes, english is not my first language^^)

the crowd goes silent.

everyone had their eyes locked onto the game– some on the white leather ball, some on the man who had his baseball bat sitting on his shoulder, unmoving, like a predator waiting for the right moment to strike and feast on it's prey.

the atmosphere was stuffy and nerve wracking as the famously self proclaimed ‘greatest living player’, kenji sato, had the future of his team weighing on his shoulders.

though he calls himself the greatest, sato hasn't been playing up to his title for the past few games. okay, maybe not few. most of his games.. well, for all of his games. but i still had some sort of hope.

for once, he almost looked nervous. of course, any normal person wouldn't see such a difference in his stance and expression. he was always so neat, always masking his features in that usual hard and determined look whenever he's on the field. it looked so different from the cocky, almost egotistical one that he has on during interviews or fan meetings.

then again, people don't ever really care about the underlying emotions that famous people must have. netizens only judge, like and hate on what they see.

which is why i'm here.

my heart thumped rapidly in my chest, the rhythmic beat of it sounding out loud– so loud, that i swore everyone in the stadium could hear it.

this could either be one of the best moments in baseball history– or one of the worst. either way, i made sure that i was going to catch it on video.

slowly standing up from my seat, i squint my eyes and position my professional camera so it would sit on my shoulder comfortably enough for me to hold it up through the entirety of these last few minutes.

the pitcher raises his arm. i zoom in to the face of kenji sato, focusing on him entirely as he takes a breath. in a moment of synchronicity, i catch myself inhaling and holding in a breath as well.

in no time, the ball goes flying up in the air, looking like it's going a hundred miles per hour as it charges towards sato.

thump.

“strike one!” a wave of mumbles and sounds of displeasure break out in the crowd as the ball lands onto the glove on the catcher behind him. i almost click my tongue audibly at them. have a little patience, could you?

thump.

“strike two!” okay, maybe i'm hoping for too much here. exhaling all the breath i've been holding, i slump my shoulders a bit, not feeling so enthusiastic anymore as i was sure that what i was about to record wasn't going to disappoint anybody more than mysel–

thwack!

‘oh my god? oh my god. oh my god!’ immediately straightening up my posture again, i hold the camera as steadily as possible as i continue to catch, probably, one of the greatest miracles i've ever witnessed.

the crowd erupted in ear-piercing shrieks, the same people who boo'ed and whispered now screaming out ken sato's name like a prayer.

a wide smile unconsciously made it's own way onto my face as i watch the whole scene turn lively. and the best part is; i caught it all on video! excitement bubbled in my chest, knowing how much engagement i would get from posting the recording– maybe that way, i could get more job offers, more people to hire me as their videographer!

i knew, that as soon as i calmed down from the euphoria of witnessing this in real time (and being able to record it), i would get home, edit the footage, then post it for everyone in the whole wide world to see how magnificent and great kenji sato really is–

crack!

‘what just happened?’ a sudden force knocked me off of my feet, causing me to end up on the ground, butt first. i winced, the pain from the fall hitting me like a kid on their bicycle, not looking at where they were going.

“hey! you okay?” a big, tall figure loomed over me, casting a shadow that covered my whole entire body. i looked up, and i swore to god, i felt like my heart was going to have it's own little panic attack and climb out of my body through my ass hole.

there he stood, in his full, entire glory. it was kenji sato, standing over me in his beautifully made baseball uniform, adorning the number 7 with his name etched above it.

“i– i'm okay!” i stuttered out, quickly scrambling back onto my feet to save myself from the embarrassment. but as soon as i got up, i regretted my decisions as i just lost my one true chance to experience that k-drama moment i've been longing for.

“sorry 'bout that. i didn't realize how much strength i put into that swing. i swear i'll pay you back every cent to get you a new camera.” he said, with a hand rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes reflected an apologetic look, complete with a worried smile.

i've personally never seen him with such an expression. to see such a vulnerable look on his face, honestly made me feel a bit special. i flushed, not only from that revelation, but also from the close proximity between us, and from how softly he spoke to me.

a little voice in my head bragged about this little interaction i'm currently having with the ken sato. even though only i myself could hear that voice, i knew that every single fan girl that watched us from the stands with a scowl could hear that same little demon whispering in their ears.

shaking off my running thoughts, i smile back at him, albeit a bit nervously. “it's all good. my camera is–” my camera. my camera is.. my camera! where's my camera?!

i let out a gasp, my head suddenly whipping all over to place to spot my camera, which suddenly disappeared from my arms, probably during my fall.

“i think.. this, is what you're looking for.” moving his hands from behind his back, he shows me what he'd been holding on to this whole time.

my camera, my professional $2,000 camera, now in bits and pieces, as it was probably the thing that got hit and sent me flying onto the ground.

“oh..” my smile dropped, eyes looking at nothing else but the broken shell of my beautiful camera.

“well, we can still save the usb memory, right? i swear i'll get you a new one by– hey, hey! medic! i need a medic!”

ken sato watches in horror as i start to fall, all my limbs going limp. the camera is, once again, thrown onto the ground as he quickly moves to catch my body.

is this really the way i'm going out? well, at least i can truly die peacefully in kenji sato's gorgeous arms.

i blink. once, twice. i wanna know.. know, know know.. what is love? did i die? am i in heaven?

as i opened my heavy eyes, i was met with a bright yellow light that shined straight into my eyes. that traumatizing smell of doctors and medicine filling my nostrils as i slowly regained my conciseness back.

“you're awake, thank god.” i look to my side, and there i saw ken sato sitting on a chair nearby, now wearing more casual attire– fitted in a black tee and jeans in the same color, a silver necklace hanging around his neck, as well as a pair of earrings that usually goes unseen whenever he wears a baseball helmet.

for a moment, i truly believed that i was looking at an angel.

he was looking at me with a warm smile, though his eyes still pooled with concern. before i could say anything, he started talking again.

“look, i'm really sorry again. for your camera and such. medic said that you probably passed out from shock and distress. that camera must've meant a lot to you.”

i immediately sat up straight, still looking straight at him. “wait, how long was i out for?”

“about an hour and a half, maybe?”

i let out a breath, running my fingers through my hair as i recalled everything that happened prior to my faint.

“oh god, i'm so sorry.” groaning, i stuff my face into my arms and quietly wished that i actually did peacefully pass away in his arms. that way, i wouldn't have to deal with the embarrassment of passing out in front of ken sato!

judging by the comfortable change of his clothes, he really must've cared enough to wait here till i woke up. honestly, the thought of that made me feel all fuzzy inside.

he laughs, a sound that brought a shiver up my spine. trying to peek at him through the gaps of my fingers, i spot him looking right at me with a somewhat amused look on his face.

“hey, there's no need to be embarrassed now.” his laughs turn into a chuckle, as he slightly raises his hips and slides his chair closer to the bed i was on.

“if anything, i should be the one embarrassed. really, is there anything else i can do to make it up to you? other than giving you the replacement money for your camera, of course.”

‘i don't know, take me on a date maybe?’ ..i thought, huffing a bit as i lower my hands from my face.

“a date? i don't see why not.” he grins, standing up from his seat. once again, he looms over my frame, tilting his head a bit as his eyes look down at me with the slightest look of interest. i could melt from how hot he is.

did i really just.. say that out loud?

“how 'bout.. tonkatsu tonki? at 7? i'll see you there, pretty.” he says with a toothy grin, before casually walking out of the door like he did nothing wrong at all. meanwhile i was sitting here, so shocked that i felt like i could pass out again.

a date? with the ken sato? he doesn't even know my name, and yet, i'm going out to dinner with the ken sato, all thanks to my runny mouth.

at that very moment, the $2,000 camera didn't really feel like it meant that much anymore.

a/n (2); THE ENDING IS SO CHEESYYY (ㅠㅅㅠ;) to be completely honest, i realized that in the middle of writing this that i had no idea where i wanted to go w the story, but i was just so determined to finish it while i was still in the mood for writing 🙍🏻‍♀️ ended up with this little imagine that i subconsciously filled with not so funny jokes that i may or may not have laughed at myself for sooo i guess thats gonna be as good as it gets (stan twice btw). thanks so much for reading, hope you enjoyed it! 🩷🩷

#⭒ 𝒻𝓊𝓈𝒽𝒾 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓈 ⭒#girl dad appreciation post #ultraman: rising #ultraman #kenji sato #kenji sato x reader #kenji sato imagines #kenji sato fluff #ken sato #ken sato x reader #ken sato imagines #ken sato fluff

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gu6chan · 4 months ago

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A few more of these I just remembered and may have mentioned on my old blog, Drakengard 2 edition:

A majority of the drakengard 2 characters are named after computer viruses (Nowe, Gismor, Zhangpo, Yaha, etc.) (I just found this out after seeing it posted somewhere and while I haven't seen it mentioned officially, my judgment says it's too many to be a coincidence)

Hanch has an older sister named Alm. (Possibly a reference to ALM/Application Lifestyle Management, which is a software term referring to the "creation and maintenance of a software application until it is no longer used") (Interviews, Memory of Blood ALSO iirc....?)

Zhangpo was originally meant to be a dwarf (as in fantasy race), this carried over to his design but he ended up just being a human with an explanatory backstory as to his smaller stature instead. (Memory of Blood)

I have NOT found the source to this slightly cursed trivia yet (I'm going to assume the novel, since I haven't found it in Memory of Blood either), so please do take it with a grain of salt as it's all but been properly sourced, but according to just about everything I've read on the Japanese side of the fanbase from Twitter posts to forums to Wiki pages, Seere suffers from horrible life-ending sexual repression throughout Drakengard 2 because his mind has matured but his body has not, and who ever learn to love a beast..... 😔😔

2-in-1, Eris VERY briefly had the mark of the Goddess of the Seal when she was an infant before Angelus took it, and she was given up to the Knights by her family (Who came from a background of nobility) when she was 7 (Memory of Blood, and the first bit of info is from the novel I believe! Please do take it with a grain of salt since I've just seen it mentioned myself though...). This is theorized to be half of why she climbed up the ranks of the Knights so quickly, but it 100% does have to do with why she was so prepared to take it up in Ending A. Angelus was just delaying the inevitable.

More just an observation, but most the guides out there make a point that the only people Yaha HASN'T slept with are Oror and Seere, and I notice how Gismor's included on literally NONE of those lists. I notice.

The fourth and fifth one (Mainly the last regarding Eris as an infant, the other half IS written in Memory of Blood iirc and Seere's fun fact, as I've said, is all but properly sourced) aren't completely verified, so if there are any mistakes I'll be sure to edit and correct them!!! But DOD2 is filled with so much fun little trivia this really is only the tip of the iceberg...

Cursed obscure Drakengard factoids i need to share so im not the only one suffering over them + sources so you know I'm not insane

Seere and Manah aren't human, the "Rock-wielder" people they come from, while they LOOK human, are their own separate species (This is from the Materials, I believe?? I'll have to check on this one again my memory is blurry)

Gismor's name isn't actually Gismor (World Inside)

Legna in Angelegna isn't the guy, but the puppet (Memory of Blood)

#drakengard #gu6chan's reblogs #drakengard 2 #drag on dragoon #drag on dragoon 2 #AAAA i wanna translate the novel so bad but if i do it'll probably get a limited release at best until AL shuts down and/or #this fanbase gets its shit together bc i am NOT doing that again after magnitude negative. that was awful enough on its own I'd hate to see #the shit they'd do with dod2 lmao

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fluffytriceratops · 3 years ago

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Dating Headcannons - Donatello

Note: This has kind of been sitting in my drafs for literally months now. I was originally going to add more to it, but a friend of mine told me I should just post it already lol. SO- here we are! This isn't any specific version of Donnie, so feel free to imagine it as whichever one you want. I kinda just merged them all together for this. I have the other brother's written out as well, but I'm just going to wait a bit between each post. ^^ Also- this is all over the place, it's really just me writing random drabbles and headcannons lmao. If you notice any grammar or spelling mistakes- just pretend they aren't there. I'm too lazy to edit this. XD Thanks for reading! <3

Warnings: mature/sexual themes, nsfw mentions, mature language,

- We all know that this mother fucker is a coffee addict. So if you were to get him coffee or mugs (either as a gift or just in general because why not?) he would be eternally grateful. He'd already worship the ground you'd walk on, let's be honest, but he'd absolutely adore you even more if you catered to his 'needs'. He wouldn't let anyone else use the stuff you gave him and probably keep it hidden away in his lab somewhere. And if you got/bought him a coffee machine, bitch it's about to go down- ;)

- Similar to the coffee thing, this man never sleeps. In his mind sleep is for the weak. Occasionally Splinter or one of his brothers are able to coax him out of his lab and force him to go to bed. Especially if they know it's been a good long while. But with you around, there's little hesitation. He loves to sleep next to you and cuddle with you, so if you're sleeping over you can bet that he's most likely going to be sleeping with you. His brothers definitely know this, and often get you to sleep over if they notice Donnie hasn't been sleeping. And on the odd occasion that you aren't sleeping over, or he just doesn't go to bed even with you there, you would have to march into his lab and force him to bed. He might be a bit sour about it, but he'll do it with little complaint.

- I feel like Donnie's a sucker for those, wrap around from behind; sneak in a quick kiss type of embraces. I see him doing it all the time. Whether you're in the kitchen making something, he'll quickly pull that move to greet you. Or if you're talking to one of his brothers and he's walking by. And you can bet your ass that he's gonna do it in front of Casey (mostly the 2012 version).

- Donnie's not much for PDA, but when it comes to the bedroom I feel like he could be into some kinky shit. And he'd KNOW what to do, because he probably researched it at some point. I also feel like he's pretty open to trying new things, if he likes it, great you guys can do it more often, if he doesn't well then at least he gave it a shot. At first he'd get pretty flustered when doing more intimate things with you, and when he's trying out new 'techniques'. But over time he'd get more confident and it'd become second nature to him once he's adjusted.

- Definitely a switch. He doesn't care if he's bottom or top. He'd probably secretly want to dominate you, but would be too shy to try it unless you encouraged him a bit. Also, he'd adore it if you dominated the fuck out of him.

- He's very easily flustered, specially when you guys first start dating. But I think over time he'd gain his confidence and enjoy surprising you by doing something he normally wouldn't and flustering the shit out of you. Especially in front of others. He'd enjoy watching you squirm, especially if you were squirming because of him.

- He'd definitely make stuff for you all the time. Little gifts that he'd hope you enjoy. Maybe a flower he made out of metal scraps. Or he hand crafted a piece of jewelry you like. Or drew something for you (I've noticed that some versions of Donnie can draw and some can't, so the actual quality of the drawing depends on that).

- Need help with anything? He's your guy. Homework, done. Technical issues, resolved. House work, completed. He'd also like doing this kind of stuff for you. He likes the feeling of you relying and counting on him to do something. It makes him feel important and needed. He also likes it when you praise him (however you decide to do it) afterwards.

- Total flower guy. I can see him buying/picking you flowers all the time. And he'd love it if you did the same to him. (He can't afford lots of things, but he feels like he needs to give you things because 'that's what good boyfriends do', so he often tries to give you little things like this).

- Movie/tv show marathons. We already know that this guy is a night owl, so I feel like he'd enjoying doing things like this with you. He'd also probably enjoying learning new things about humans and their world (top side) and movies and shows are a good way he can learn about it. He also wants to learn more about you, so if you're watching something you really enjoy he'll o play close attention and will watch just about anything with little to no complaint.

- If you have a favorite music genre or just favorite songs in general, he will listen to them repeatedly. He might not like it at first, depending on what it is, but eventually it would grow on him and become one of his favorites. (Mostly because it reminds him of you).

- He's probably really cheesy, and a bit of a hopeless romantic. He'd watch rom coms (and other things with romance heavily involved) just so he could get a better understanding of how to be a good boyfriend and what he should do in the relationship. Honestly, he'd probably look it up online as well. And I can see him doing cute romantic gestures all the time.

- His main focus in life is your happiness. He would go out and beyond to ensure that you're happy.

- Loves it when you visit him in the lab. He adores it when you sit on his lap while he works.

- He'll make you coffee/tea randomly and would have a secret stash of your favorite snacks somewhere the other's couldn't find them.

- He'd love it when you asked him questions or if he got the chance to teach you stuff.

- Loves cosplays, he'd enjoy it if you dressed up during sex. O.O He also definitely has an obsession with your pleasure. He'd know all your switches and what you like when it comes to this stuff. Likes boobies a little too much--

- Donnie would have multiple nicknames for you, probably too many.

- Loves to leave you voicemails and voice messages. Isn't into sexting, he kinda hates it. It's awkward for him. Not very good at dirty talk either.

- Adores pictures of you, even the gremlin looking ones. This man will be caught staring at them for hours. Always his mesmerized by you, respectful bb though.

- Loves to help out, with literally anything. Will even shave your legs for you. Also he loves taking care of you, for example, brushing your hair, applying lotion on you, helping you with facial care. He'd even help with your makeup and be good at it.

- Will gush over you randomly, writes little sappy love notes. Enjoys kissing, literally everywhere. Hugging you from the back is his favorite. He likes to hear about your day, even the little things and is pretty much a therapist for you.

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