#like he’s around animal characters all the time

[meo-eiru]

Day 3 of Character Trivia Night!

For tonight we have Lavi

Lavi is the son of two high ranking demons

Beauty and power makes you attractive to other demons, so Lavi who had both right from birth was spoiled like no other his whole life

Due to his power and rank it's really hard to summon him so when you did it he assumed you went out of your way to do it and was targeting him specifically

His ideal partner is someone who does what he says and spoils him, if you don't fit that description he'll forcefully make you fit the mold

He likes to stay up late and laze around in bed until lunch time, he'll also force you to follow the same schedule as well

Out of all the boys he's the most likely to visibly get angry at you and take it out on you physically

A lot of stuff makes him angry but there are levels to it and each level brings out a different type of tantum

Low level ones are not including him in something you're doing, not watching the show he wanted to watch, complimenting animals and/or inanimate objects when he's right there, not kissing him as soon as you wake up etc. These don't cause big outbursts but will cause him to act extra needy

Mid level ones are going out without him, forcing him to wear something he doesn't like, not praising him properly, being in a room with other men, not having sex with him as soon as he shows signs of wanting it, not responding when he's talking to you etc. These ones will cause bigger outbursts, often public. He'll be crying, screaming and stomping his feet. He might pull your clothes or hair or physically attack someone near you

High level ones are actually sleeping with someone else, actively ignoring him to pay attention to someone else, badmouthing and/or insulting him, attempting or managing to summon another demon, attempting to exorcise him and/or physically hurting him with holy items etc. With these he'll be mad. It's pretty much over for everyone around. If the offense is tied to someone else like a man you were with or a demon you summoned he'll personally make their face unrecognizable, drag their bloodied body around in hell and hang it on a high spot to set an example. When it comes to you he won't be screaming like his normal tantrums, he'll just grab you by your hair and drag you to a bedroom. If you try to protest he'll pierce your skin with his nails deep and leave bleeding scratch marks to make sure you remember what he'll do to you forever. He might also dig his heels into your skin depending on how much you're fighting back.

He can burn others, charm them or suck out their life energy. He's small but does have inhumane strength and speed

His blood can work as a light aphrodisiac but is addictive

No matter what type of personality you have he'll force you to be on top of him during sex

He really likes it when you mark his skin and if it's for sex you're allowed to choke him too. The next day he'll run out half naked just to make the people around see the marks

Once you tried going to work/school while he was still asleep but he unfortunately raided the building as soon as he realized you were gone and threw the desks around until you let him sit on your lap as you worked

His wings and tail can be quite sensitive

He likes to wrap the tail around your leg while you two are having sex and squeeze it hard

He likes being manhandled if it's for foreplay

He wants you to spoil him and buy him all the clothes and accessories he wants and hasn't asked for yet, he doesn't really care if you end up in debt or something, he can always just drag your soul down to hell with him

But he lowkey enjoys watching you struggle to take care of him

He doesn't need to eat but he loves anything sweet, if a normal human tried eating the desserts he eats on a daily basis they'd die from sugar overdose

He loves to publicly shame anyone who shows interest in him while he's already with you and expects you to do the same

His skin is completely spotless, not a single scar which is something to proud of as a demon. It's one of the reasons why he exposes so much skin

[mvctavish]

𝐑𝐄𝐃-𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃

pairing: john price x medic!reader

notes: ok i know i said i won't be able to post until later in the week but this came to me in a dream and i must share my suffering. i will get to most of the requests this week!! there's a lot more than i originally thought i'd get so it may be a little while

summary: you were one of the best medics in the game. you never lost a soldier you worked on, so what happens when you can't handle the first death on your hands? price tries his best to be there in the moment to guide you — you're a valued member of his team, and he'd be damned if he let the grief suffocate you.

cw: f!medic!reader, blood n gore (general war stuff idk), minor character death (not price or reader), grief, probably medical inaccuracies, hints of pining (from price), some other heavy themes, NOT proofread cause i don't have time i'm sorry! wc: 1.2k

JOHN PRICE had known you for years. You were a capable soldier, and an even better combat medic. Your record was clean. Recruiting you into Task Force 141 had been a very easy and quick decision when it was first formed, and you'd been part of the team ever since. It definitely didn't have anything to do with the fact that the Captain fancied you.

Many new sides of you were revealed to Price now that he was your commanding officer — all of them valuable in their own right. You weren't one to let yourself be pushed around. You had a backbone, and a strong attitude. You weren't afraid to speak your mind — especially when it came to the health and safety of your boys. It was admirable, really. You were practically a mama bear, protective yet soft when needed, truly caring for your teammates and any other soldiers. You always completed objectives to a T, going above and beyond.

But the sight of you now was staggering.

Erratic, panicked, and - for lack of better words - unhinged were the best way to describe you. Your shaking, blood-soaked fingers pressed down hard against slick skin, your breaths panting like a rabid animal. Your gloves had been discarded, and various random supplies has split from your bag when you'd unzipped it to grab the necessities.

It was supposed to be a simple cleaning house mission. Nothing out of the ordinary, but a private had gotten caught in a nasty crossfire — and the result was a bullet skimming the carotid artery in his neck. Even in a proper hospital, a wound like that has a high mortality rate. It's useless, you know, but you've never lost a soldier before. He is not going to be the first.You'd dragged his limp body by the vest and down a hall into cover, immediately dropping to your knees to get to work.

There was blood, so much blood. The copper stench burned your nostrils, causing your hands to grow slippery as you desperately tried to put enough pressure onto the bullet wound to slow the bleeding. Red continued to pour forth, slipping through the cracks in your fingers. “Fuck!” You cursed, chest heaving with your labored breathing. “Come on, goddamn it!” Your voice cracked, one bloody hand gently cupping the soldier's jaw. Your fingers left splotchy marks on his pallid skin, red staining practically everything. “Stay with me, yeah? ‘M gonna fix this. ‘M gonna fix this. It's okay.” Your voice was shaking, and you hadn't even realized the tears that stained the apples of your heated cheeks until the salty tang hit your tongue.

It felt like an eternity, pressing gauze down against the wound, squeezing, doing anything you could think of in your adrenaline high. Fingers trembled, fumbling with the now pink-tinted gauze, the fabric barely stable in your grasp. The raspy, pained breathing of the private had long since halted, but the blood rushing in your ears rendered you deaf to the outside world. A panicked cry escaped you as you shifted on your knees, both hands still pressing against the wound. Tears flow down your cheeks and you choke- a strong hand grips one of your wrists, trying to pry it away. You're insistent, struggling against him as he crouched beside you.

“Let ‘em go, love.” The gravelly voice is familiar, though riddled with seriousness and firmness. He knew this was going to take a while, which was why he'd let Simon take charge, but nothing could've prepared him for the state you're in now. “He's gone.”

“No, no, no!” You sobbed uncontrollably, and it frightens Price. This was unlike the woman he knew - the one he'd fallen for - once level-headed and strong. You're crumbling. It's then that Price firmly grips both of your wrists, using the leverage to yank your entire being away from the body. The air is knocked out of you as you're jerked backwards against the solid plate of Price's armor, falling against his strong form and staying limp.

Price's heart lurches at the sight of you, hands and sleeves stained with blood — not to mention the fingerprints painted across your forehead and jaw, no doubt from you trying to brush your hair out of your face. “You're okay,” Price's voice is still firm, trying to ground you as one of his arms wrap around your back, the other cradling your head. Your body is practically draped across his legs, form shaking with the intensity of your emotions.

"He was just a kid!” You cried out, voice hoarse.

“I know,” Price replied, hand slipping from the back of your helmet to rest on the nape of your neck, fingers gently massaging the skin there in hopes of offering a semblance of comfort. “I'm sorry. You did your best, that's all that matters.”

You sob again, and he tightens his hold around you. The hand on the back of your neck stills and he gently pulls you back to sit you up. Price's gloved hands are quick to cradle your face, forcing your eyes to remain on him and not the lifeless corpse just a meter behind you. His thumbs swipe across your cheeks, collecting crystalline tears and thick blood. “Breathe with me.” His chest rises with a deep inhale through the nose. He holds. Then, releases through his mouth. Price repeated the boxing breaths as long as it took, his fingers gently digging little indents into your cheeks, hoping that the gentle pressure will help pull you back to reality and ground you.

“C'mon, you can do it, love. Yeah, there you go.” A faint smile crosses Price's features when you finally manage to match his breaths, skin crinkling around his eyes. “Good girl.”

The flight back to base is silent between you and Price. The whirling blades of the helo were barely audible with your headset on, muffling the noises around you. It's time like this, when things are quiet and still, that your thoughts get the best of you again. You were not good enough. You are not good enough. If you'd been quicker, thought smarter, and didn't let your panic get the best of you, then maybe-

You're nudged gently, ripped from your doubts, and you look to your left to see Price gazing down at you. There's visible worry in his azure eyes. Words don't need to be passed for the captain to know you're at a breaking point. One of your knees is bouncing, and the grip you have on your seat belt is strong and firm, tension lingering in your body. Price clenched his jaw, catching onto the look you yourself wore. He reached for your hand with his left, glove rubbing against glove as you took hold, his steady grip encasing your own. You look to the flooring of the helicopter, brows furrowing as a tightness in your chest explodes. Your head moved quickly, burying your face against your captain's shoulder. Price freezes, caught off-guard, though he recovers in mere seconds. His free hand wrapped around his front, palm coming to rest over the side of your face to shield you from the prying eyes of the others in the helo.

He knows this ordeal is weighing on you, and the mental burdens you carried outweighed any injuries you could've sustained. Healing will take time, but you won't be alone.

[ariadnes-elixirs]

while i'm working on their actual stories....

fun facts about each of my yans!

characters: yan noble boy, yan neighbor, yan forgotten god

yandere noble boy (oliver)

struggles with people and social interaction

spends most of his time gardening and baking

has a habit of showing up unannounced to the isekaied reader's family estate

neither of your parents mind

in fact both your parents and his parents have been pushing y'all to get married

but he refuses an arranged marriage cause he wants you to fall in love with him organically

not afraid of manipulating you though

very wet cat vibe overall

he has long white hair usually tied with a red ribbon gifted to him from you when y'all were children

isekaied reader has no clue what story they were isekaied into cause both them and elliott are so far removed from the main plotline of the og story

they just kinda live in a neighboring kingdom allied with the empire where Main Plot happens

so reader has no magical advantage from knowing the plot ahead of time :)

probably the least dangerous out of everyone here

he's more of the devoted/obsessed/manipulative type

he would never want to get his dainty hands dirty unless he absolutely has to

does bury evidence of any crimes he commits underneath his flowerbeds though

but yeah he's a wet cat

definitely would try "rizzing" you up by going "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEE"

yandere neighbor (elliott)

he likes spicy food

his hair is naturally black, but he usually dyes it blue

he is an engineer that mostly works remotely from his apartment

is a prodigy, and usually works freelance cause no one can pay him enough to permanently keep him on staff

rich

overworks himself though

takes on too many jobs and sometimes forgets that he is a human being that needs to eat and sleep

but will scold you for overworking yourself

a natural caretaker

he wants to be depended on and loves taking care of people

and when he takes care of someone else he will usually end up trying to take care of himself to lead by example

so his love language (giving) is acts of service

but as you might expect (cause yandere) he is not afraid to create circumstances in which you would be forced to depend on him

he would never hurt you directly

if he does go after someone with the intent to kill, it'll only be a person that has made your life a living hell

then when they're gone he'll be that person you can talk to about it

but usually he just causes some problems with the wiring of some electronics in your apartment when he visits

and then waits like a schoolgirl on his bed kicking his feet up in the air until you call him and ask him to fix it

has the potential be to actually dangerous/threatening, but never to you

yandere forgotten god (cal)

was banished by the gods

has been stuck on his island for so long that he genuinely doesn't remember how long he's been there

loves and takes care of the animals on his island

particularly fond of birds

also a big plant person

loves growing plants and has them absolutely everywhere

they each have names and he will introduce you to all of them if you'd let him

really sweet but being alone for so long has warped his idea of love vs obsession

he's doing his best

literally no one else is around, so he isn't particularly jealous or concerned about someone stealing you from him

he is concerned about you leaving, though

so if you try to leave, he will come up with reasons for you to stay

will start with stuff like "oh there's going to be a storm later today" and later shift to more unsavory approaches

once again, never anything that physically harms you

but will go to other extreme lengths to make sure you never leave (or even want to leave)

he is a god so probably the most dangerous? but because of the situation that side would never really come out

because he would never directly hurt you or attempt to physically harm you

(kidnapping is on the table though if you are PERSISTENT about leaving + actively taking steps to leave + talking you out of it doesn't work)

but yeah he's a silly little guy who has been left alone for too long and is now slightly insane

he's still a sweetiepie though :)

a/n: sorry for all the delays. i keep getting swamped with more work :/ and have been working furiously on that

i will have more free time once that is done though so hopefully the real parts + requests will be out soon (i am delusional)

anyways, i can go more in depth on each character and other details about them i might have forgotten to mention or brushed over if y'all want. just let me know!

[esosage]

I need stone to become a magical girl while working for robotnik, so that he has to watch quitely from the sidelines while the doctor attempts to hunt his magical girl persona down. Like, he wants to tell ivo so bad, but just cant because of dumbass magical girl rules. So he just has to sit back and watch robotnik desperetly try to find the guy thats like litterally one foot away from him.

Also, stone gets a very cutsey magical girl fit because i know that man can absolutely rock it. And Oh! maybe shadow is his animal companion to boot.

(Bonus points if robotnik somehow becomes a magical girl too from trying to hunt stone, but on complete accident. Like one moment he's about to catch this fuck ass magical girl, and then all of a sudden, light errupts around him and next thing he knows he's in the most poofy dress known to man and he HATES it! extra bonus points if its pink btw. Because while men can wear pink and absolutely slay in it, robotnik doesnt think that, and haveing him go out of his comfort zone is very entertaining to me. I think it would be interesting to explore how robotnik deals with being feminine, and femininity in general. Especially since his character prioritizes his image A LOT! at least sm1 robotnik does, and this au takes place vaugly around that time.)

(Oh, And extra extra bonus points if he's now forced to work with stone as a magical girl, due to being one. Hell maybe thats how he finds out stones the magical girl hes been hunting all this time, with stone finnally being able to tell him since theyre on the same team now and all that jazz.)

Honestly, i might write more about this au later down the line: I'm starting to get attached to it lol.

[sorry-not-feeling-it-right-now]

Ohohoho, I see more stp related character ask games. In which case, thoughts on Hunted? Could always use more Hunted content out here

(Ooooo Hunted!!! The silliest of fellas)

(And as I’m writing this my appreciation for him just skyrockets ten fold. He makes me. Let’s just say. Feral.)

(Ask is here!!! vvvvvv Sorry that it looks like this, I’m on IPad🗿)

(Also the reply is getting too long (again), sooo gonna put a cut somewhere here…)

FAVORITE THING ABOUT THEM

Probably how reliable he is in general. I feel like he’s probably the voice that is the most loyal to Quiet alongside Hero. He just really doesn’t seem like the type of character to have any hidden agenda underneath his actions. He’s just, when he thinks of something, he’d just do it instinctively. I love how he just focuses on the now and what’s happening around him, and doesn’t rely on what he sees only. He’s a really simple guy and all he really wants is safety. And I really like that about him. (The contrast between him and Oppy is glaring here)

And also despite the fact that instinct is a big part that makes him “him”, he’s not completely feral and still holds that humanity inside of him. I think he’s pretty darn neat.

LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT THEM

It’s how little he had appeared 😭😭😭

He needs more chapter 3 appearances aside from his own

Both him and Skeptic need more chapters actually.

(And honestly I don’t have much “””bad””” stuff to say about him. He’s just overall a very likeable character to me)

FAVORITE LINE

“Does a cat lie to a cornered mouse just to play with its freedom, or is it acting out its own nature?” (You’ll see this line again)

“The Look. We’ve all used it.”

“Looking at her makes me sad.”

BROtp

Gotta say Hunted and Witch. Hunted pairs well with many other voices and vessels, but the thought of two semi-feral characters interacting with each other is kind of adorable to me. Just. Similar brain wave signals. Vrrrrrrrr. Y’know.

Witch would just sniff Hunted and be like “hmmm he doesn’t smell like a liar to me” and she would just be chilling with him with half an eye closed and half of it open. Just in case. And Hunted just sees her as someone who’s gotten hurt. And had to fight back like a scared animal. So I think he would empathise with her. Idk.

Stubborn and Hunted is a good one too. I could imagine Stubborn and Hunted just sparring with each other whenever they could. The battle always ends in a stalemate though, since Hunted just dodges Stubborn’s attacks most of the time. And by the time Hunted is tired dodging Stubborn is tired as well. But knowing Stubborn he would try to throw a punch at him anyway. And then failing cause they have bodies now. Stubborn takes it as a challenge and is thrilled to see what other stuff Hunted could do. Unstoppable force vs Immovable object.

And the mental thought of Stubborn throwing Hunted like a Pokeball and be like “Hunted I choose you” is just so funny to me. And. Just. Hunted riding on Stubborn’s shoulder. So cute.

OTP

He honestly pairs well with a lot of them tbh, so I don’t think I can choose an exact one.

NOtp

I have none hehe

RANDOM HEADCANON

He would sometimes bite the other voices to show affection. If he is feeling really bite-y that day he would just find something to chew on just so he won’t accidentally hurt the others.

Also, the current smaller form you see of him is not his full form. That’s just him holding back his more feral side, and hence why he looks so tiny. He’s way taller and stronger than he looks.

(Sneak peak of his feral form!!!)

A more antsy head canon I’ve got for him is that a part of him always have this urge to consume the other voices since they are technically parts of the same guy. He feels really guilty about feeling this way. When that feeling is too strong he would lock himself away from the flock until it passes.

UNPOPULAR OPINION

(This is becoming less of an unpopular opinion and more of a ramble as I’m writing this, but I’m just gonna keep this here because I think this is pretty interesting)

I feel like he would take an integral role in helping the other voices in fighting against their nature, since he is so used to doing that himself. Many of the fics I’ve read where the voices are starting to become more complex and more than their nature often doesn’t mention Hunted at all. He would definitely take a role in helping the voices manage their own urges in a way that doesn’t hurt anyone, knowing how he empathises with Den despite everything she has done to them.

He shines the most when he is paired with Oppy regarding this. Oppy embraces his own nature, and often times to his own detriment. Hunted wouldn’t trust him, but he would still protect and look after him anyway since he is still a part of the flock. If Oppy ever shows an ounce of genuine interest in fighting against his urge to betray people for his own benefit, Hunted would be one of the first ones to help and encourage him.

“Does a cat lie to a cornered mouse just to play with its freedom, or is it acting out its own nature?”

Nature vs Nurture baby!!!!

SONG I ASSOCIATE WITH THEM

Butcher Vanity, specifically him in Den where he goes completely feral

And also Kaibutsu/怪物. It can be a shared song between Hunted and Oppy, but mostly Hunted.

FAVOURITE PICTURE OF THEM

(I love it when I just draw him like a fu@king creature)

(He’s so derpy-looking here)

[yanderes-galore]

for the 16th rivalry between yandere lmk wukong and macaque?? please

Hm... I can try some rivalry HCs, sure!

Yandere! Sun Wukong vs Macaque

Pairing: Romantic - Rivalry

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Possessive behavior, Overprotective behavior, Stalking, Violence, Attempted kidnapping mentioned, Isolation, Jealousy, Dubious relationship.

I think this is a cool idea considering how their dynamic and characters are portrayed in canon.

After all, Sun Wukong and Macaque are meant to be opposites of one another.

They were once sworn brothers and friends, then after Macaque was left behind they were enemies.

Later on they become 'friends' again... but imagine if they both got attached to the same person while being enemies?

Maybe you meet Sun Wukong first, a known hero who gets all the fame.

You may even be close to the monkey king similar to MK, making you both friends.

In this case, Macaque's obsession over you would be to get back at Wukong.

He doesn't want to see the other monkey happy after just abandoning him.

Then while he's originally hunting you down out of spite... Turns out he can see why Wukong enjoys your company.

Alternatively, If Macaque gets obsessed first, he may also use it against Wukong.

Macaque is naturally manipulative, it would not surprise me if he used you to taunt Wukong.

After all, Wukong is beloved by many, but Macaque bets he isn't adored by a special someone.

This ends up making Wukong curious about you.

At the time Macaque wasn't dating you and was lying to mess with Wukong, which made the monkey king look into you.

Unfortunately now both monkeys begin to fight for your affection because Macaque can tell Wukong is going to take you from him... like he's taken everything else.

Another thing I'd like to note about this concept is the fact they seem rather evenly matched.

Macaque is quite literally meant to be Wukong's shadow, they have nearly the same abilities.

Clones, shapeshifting, although they have different fighting styles, they're very similar to one another with the exception of a few skills.

Their motives would also differ between one another.

Wukong tends to lean protective most of the time, while Macaque tends to lean possessive.

However, that does not mean they both aren't capable of these traits... That's just where they tend to lean towards.

I was going to say their rivalry would be petty, but that's only if they were on good terms.

Since Macaque is scared of abandonment, he'd probably aim to get rid of Wukong permanently if he felt you were going to be taken from him.

Meanwhile, Wukong doesn't trust Macaque to not do anything cruel with you.

They're both scared to lose you to the other, but again, different motives.

Wukong thinks you're going to get hurt, Macaque doesn't want to be hurt again...

Which makes both monkeys decide they should try to keep you away from the other.

I do think their rivalry would get violent but they'd never get to the point of killing one another as one of them will always retreat.

Macaque is always following you around like a shadow, hoping he'll get your attention with his sweet words.

Wukong warns you about him, but he's no better honestly.

Macaque stalks you through the shadows, Wukong 'watches over you' as different animals.

See? There's little difference between them but motive and method.

The two still stalk you, the two still fight for you, they're pretty much the same.

Just because Wukong isn't sly and overly charismatic as Macaque doesn't mean he isn't manipulating you in some way.

Both of them want to isolate you, both of them want you to themselves...

Seriously, is there much of a difference between 'protecting you' and 'isolating you' when it comes to them?

No, No there isn't.

Not only that but their fights are nearly catastrophic.

They're both ridiculously strong and determined to get their way.

It may even be a bit upsetting because Macaque just wants to find someone to give him attention?

He definitely takes this rivalry personally since Macaque thinks Wukong has everything.

When in reality, Wukong is probably in a similar boat.

They both just want attention and love from one specific person.

Which, unfortunately, happens to be you.

I can see them both being clingy and brutal in their obsession.

They both like to be playful and clingy with you, completely unwilling to share you.

They both have their sights on you as their partner, probably even for life if they can get you immortal.

Just imagine how their fights would go...

It would not be surprising if they came out of it bleeding, still growling at one another like feral animals until you step in to break things up.

While they may not kill one another, they often drag you around due to their rivalry.

For example, there were probably many times Macaque tried to drag you off into one of his shadow portals... Only for Wukong to step in.

Or maybe Wukong's trying to keep you on Flower Fruit Mountain to hide you from Macaque... Only for the shadow monkey to know exactly where you went.

I feel the only way to stop this rivalry, or at least make them stop being so brutal, would be after the Azure Lion arc.

By that point they're on better terms with one another, not quite friends but not entirely enemies...

Yet they both can't seem to accept the fact they both love you.

They'd tone down the fighting by this point but you'd still need to step in to soothe them.

For now they can accept the fact you love them both... yet they always want more.

They're greedy.

So even if you can calm them, they're still possessive.

They both want you as their own, to claim you and mark you as their chosen partner.

But, neither of them can get that far as the other one will stop them.

While they will accept the fact they both protect you, they both want you safe, and overall have the same goal to keep you happy...

They aren't happy until one of them wins.

They may not kill one another, but their fights seem to get close.

You worry for them, you really do.

Yet there's nothing you can do but let what's going on play out.

Even if you made a choice on which one you want as a partner, if you're even interested... The other would never accept that choice.

What might be worse is you probably don't even reciprocate.

You don't love them like they love you, you see them as friends.

Even if one of them won, you wouldn't be happy.

Either option still makes you isolated and hidden away from anyone else.

It's funny how similar they are... in a morbid way.

It just depends on what you prefer.

A manipulative monkey who wants to treat you like a toy he can't share...

Or would you rather have a monkey who thinks hiding you away will keep you safe and happy on a mountain?

Honestly, in the end, who wins doesn't matter for you... If there's even a winner.

You'll just be given the same outcome even if there's one who wins...

Maybe it's a good thing if neither of them have you and they continue to fight....

[leporellian]

related to your touch tank post. if don giovanni was to be adapted and everyone was some sort of marine animal what animal would they be

SORRY THIS TOOK A WHILE i had to really think about it

don giovanni himself is a dolphin. I KNOW, i find the people who are like 'omg dolphins are evil and rapey!!' annoying and then i go around and assign The Evil Rapey Character dolphin but i feel it's right in many other ways. the don has to be an animal that is 1) intelligent enough to understand the concept of creating trouble and finding glee in it, 2) able to fuck shit up, and 3) cute enough to initially be unassuming and appealing to women in its charm/"helplessness". and unfortunately the dolphin does check all these boxes

leporello is a remora. guy who will like Die if he doesn't find someone to attach himself to. apparently dolphins find remoras annoying and will fling them off if they can, which really fits the poor sod. they also have that unique sort of silly melancholy in their eyes

elvira is a sea urchin. unlike the others above i dont really have an explanation for this i just like feel it in my bones + i like that sea urchins are weird

donna anna is an orca. they mostly wear black and are one of the non-human animals that understand the concept of revenge. i also feel like orcas are known for GRIEVING, DEVELOPING MENTAL ILLNESS, and AT TIMES WANTING TO KILL PEOPLE which all befit her

ottavio is a stingray. guy who has an ability that theoretically COULD fuck shit up but he spends most of the time ambling about like a living ravioli not really doing anything. + cute in passing but once you see the underside of them you're like... huh actually you're kind of a freak! (THIS SOUNDS SO MEAN IM SO SORRY STINGRAYS)

zerlina is a blue ring octopus. small, pretty and easy to underestimate but is not only smarter than she looks but also could tear you a new one and would probably delight in doing so

masetto is i think a pufferfish. sort of the reverse of ottavio where he COULD fuck shit up but only when he gets pissed/scared enough, otherwise he is really quite cute and a bit silly

follow me for more tips to make the worst aquarium experience ever

[fisheito]

THE YAKUEI FANGAME

for those who don't know: there is a yakuei fangame!! for free!!! IN ENGLISH?!?!? that i am about to ramble about!! It's got great art, ForReal writing, and as much humour/😨 as NuCa itself 😊😊 also, (almost) everyone has animal traits. YE,A BOYE!!!!

The estimated playtime is 1.5hrs, but I spent 4 hrs trying to complete everything without a guide;;;;;;

Expectation: i bet it's a short visual novel! a oneshot but in game form? if the creator REALLY went hard with the gameplay, maybe they'd throw in a few choices? to unlock diff dialogue branches? an hour of content at most, probably. maybe fluff about yakuei living their everyday lives and being cute/silly together 😊

Reality: everyone in the clan is here. they are in character. their lives are all intertwined and there IS a plot. there are puzzles. multiple endings. multiple CGs. you will need to think. OOPS! EMOTIONS!! GET WRECKED!!! eiden is, as usual, in a neverending Situation and you WILL feel the effects. this is a full-ass game with mistakes lurking around every corner HOW LONG DID THIS TAKE TO MAKE??!?!?! i.e.,

Keep Reading only if you are ok with SPOILERS.

Before we even reach the title screen, content warnings pop up for: sexual implications, cannibalism, drug abuse and my immediate response is HAHAHAHA! Of course!! can't have a yakumo game without cannibalism or vore in it, amirite??? aaaaaaahhhh cLASSIC yakumo 😙😆 <- i'm having a giggle but not really thinking about it. oh, but i'll be thinking about it in approximately 3 hours. fool.

Come to think of it, I don't think this game has a Log function. If someone finds it, please share the magic keys 😥 i wish i could have read past text... i've accidentally skipped a lot of stuff... oh well. let this be a warning to my future self: USE ALL YOUR SAVE SLOTS! FREQUENTLY! EVERYWHERE!

HALF SNAKE YAKUMO! HALF SNAKE YAKUMO!! HALF SNAKE YAKUMO!!!!!!!!!! *slams my fists on the table*

having yakumo worming/trailing behind eiden is so cute i'm just gonna walk around in circles on the screen while his tail wiggles

this demon king shows up and i immediately wonder if it's the other Eiden. he has the same goofy dramatic energy. please don't kill Other You, eiden... make love, not war.......

edmond as a horse yokai is PERFECT 😭

the way i YELLED when i saw edmond appear!!!!!!!!! i thought this game was just gonna be yakuei. to have MORE characters included?!?!? AMAZING! MORE THAN I COULD ASK FOR!

i really truly wish to disturb the worker in the fields, . please. please let me disturb them

the FEAR i felt when the bartender said his cookie had alcohol in it=--!! I WAS RIGHT THERE WITH EIDEN, SLAPPING THE COOKIE OUT OF YAKUMO'S HAND. NONE FOR YOU. FORBIDDEN

eiden being respectful and constantly saying "I'm not that nosy" in other peoples' houses?? WELL I *AM*!! LET ME INNNNNNNNNNNNN

"It's empty, like my soul." 🤝 we too

looks like i managed to screenshot morb and aster ? i was probably so enamoured with morvay's roundness that i simply had to take a picture. HURRAY FOR FAMILIARS!!!! THEY'RE HERE!!!!!!! and they're bickering, like usual. these sprites are adorable. i stare at morb a while longer.

aster is EVERYONE's landlord. so powerful and cute at the same time. terrifying. i legit laughed tho because really, the writer has SYNCED UP with the nuca wavelength. plot holes? no such thing. everything is explained, but with reasons across the entire spectrum from Logical to Ridiculous 😆

BLADE AS A FLUFFY SOFT PUFFBALL 😭 AND HOW HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND DANTE'S TSUN-NESS . THEYRE SILLY TOGETHTTEHR!!!! blade dressing up as fluffy sphere is so precious… like how he would wear pajamas even though he doesn't need to sleep!!! he wants to look cute and dress up like his friends!! and have fun sleepovers together!!!!!!!!!

In retrospect, this was where i went wrong. At this point, i had ALREADY COMMITTED A GRIEVOUS ERROR. This early in the game, and i'm locked out of the true(?) ending!! WOOPS;;; I thought the game would be straightforward? HAH! Not to a tomfool such as myself!! This was the beginning of Me Making Every Possible Wrong Decision , thus extending my playtime to a time faaar longer than expected 😅. I am not a Gamer. Nor am i genre-savvy. my poor decisions have doomed me to wander through the assets for eternity, trying convoluted tactics that have no effect on the story, while not noticing the IMPORTANT stuff.

What did I do? I chose to accompany morv through the forest. "i don't want morv to be in danger! At least if eiden and yakumo are with him, there'll be less chance of him getting morvnapped!" WRONG! Morvay is perfectly capable of scouting by himself. i should have believed in him more. i shouldn't have tried to smother him with my love. this incubus is older than me, and i should have respected my elder's independence 😣😩

I do not wander deeper into the forest as a result. Straight to rei's we go. Mr. Science Bird sends me out on plant-picking duty, and I think I'm soooOOoo clever by gathering more plants+flowers than I need.

Rei says he only needs 3 of each, BUT THERE ARE MORE THAN 3 HERBS/FLOWERS IN EACH FIELD. Thus, I shall pick MORE than the minimum amount! Maybe it'll be like the Rainy Day event, where the virtualias will be the key to escaping the yokai realm...?? where every person who needs to escape , needs to have their own flower?? so if i gather up enough to save at LEAST yakumo and eiden, and maybe some others who might be trapped.......

WHY IS THERE ONE VIRTUALIA THAT I CAN'T REACH? ?!!?💢💢 (inhales deeply) it's fine. i'm sure the creators wouldn't have designed that so it would be a game breaker. besides, it's not ethical harvesting to take EVERY flower at once. i need to leave some behind so they can regenerate at a healthy rate. don't be greedy!! don't clear-cut the forests for their strange herbs/virtualia resources!!!!! (i later went back to both fields and clear-cut the forest floor of all their strange herbs/virtualia, since i was paranoid and thought i would need a pair of plants for every clan member in the game. i don't know why i thought that. i didn't even know what the plan was afterward. the numbers don't even work out!!!! i just collected EEVERYTHING I COULD REACH . IN CASE OF EMERGENCY. UNPREDICTABLE PLANT EMERGENCY)

got to pet the dog . Top tier game A+++++

I hand over the plants. Rei shoos me out. I panicked when we first finished chatting with rei because SUDDENLY, THERE WAS NO WIGGLY SERPENT BEHIND ME AND I WAS LIKE YAKUMO? YAKUMO WHERE DID YOU GO? YOU DIDN'T WANDER TOO FAR OFF, DID YOU? IF I GO INTO THE FOREST ON MY OWN, WILL EIDEN DIE? IS THIS WHERE IT ALL ENDS? YAKUMOOOOOOOOO WHERE ARE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU oh./ oh, there you are. HI!!!!!!! phew [yakumo and eiden have a cute lil moment by the campfire and i am relaxed, content, just chillin.]

(once again, in retrospect, i should not have been so attached to yakumo. it's good to spend time apart....)

I can't access the forest paths that I missed earlier, so I go ahead with the plot and tell Rei that the food is ready.

At the demon king's castle, i have a grand time investigating all the assets: - Discount statues - that suspicious bookcase (EVERY bookcase in this game became suspicious after I read that restaurant menu. I kept thinking kuya was going to pop out of one. That, or I had to collect 9 bookmarks from 9 separate bookshelves in order to gain the 9 Leaves of Respect kuya holds for eiden, which would somehow ensure a successful escape). - stained glass windows just like in the Nu World event - ominous clock ticking at me - that massive door that WON'T BUDGE? err.... well maybe it'll unlock after I explore the rest of the castle!

I find it a bit strange that the game would include so many clan members, but not quincy or kuya. maybe... they were too powerful to be dragged into a world like this? or they're super elusive and aren't meant to "show up" as obviously as the others??? <- delusional thinking. quincy and kuya ARE supposed to show up. skill issue.😑

So I explore the RIGHT side of the castle. um. and finally the doubts about yakumo are starting to solidify.

Audience: You're kind of slow, aren't you, Fish?

WELL!! i know that the disclaimer at the beginning said that "following yakumo's advice" would not necessarily get you the ending you desire, ., , , , so i knew that yakumo would have his own goals in mind....... but.................idk, i didn't have a reason to go against his decisions so far in the game?? he and eiden haven't been faced with a huge divisive decision so far, right???

Audience: what about "make sure to stay close to me, Mr Eiden"?

yeah.. when he said that, my instinct was to immediately split off from him in the castle but i... never got the option... 😞

anyway. i'm wandering thru the flesh maze in which i check EVERY dead end. i try to INTERACT with every dead end. idk if there are multiple rooms hiding in here. i gotta be thorough (.there were not multiple rooms in there. flesh-scouring chump.)

Only when I'm standing in the yaku-room replica do i give a SEVERE side-eye to yakumo He won't let me check the thing next to the anemones HOW DARE HE STOP ME FROM LOOKING AT SOMETHING. WHAT AR EYOU HIDING. LET ME BE NOSY. I'LL INVESTIGATE WHATEVER I WANT

what are the red anemones for, yakumo. what are they for? WHAT SECRETS ARE YOU HIDING FROM US?!?!?! HIDING THE TRUTH DOESN'T PROTECT US YOU KNOW, TELL US THE TRUUUUUUUUUUTH

After eiden TRIES😒 to investigate everything and i have a giggle at yakumo weakly yet firmly stopping eiden from talking about their roleplay mirror escapade (yakumo. it's just you and eiden in the room.are you only stopping him from speaking because you'll die of embarrassment? come on 🤣), i leave the room... i investigate the out of place knight statue in the main hall... it tells me about the hidden mirror! and i

ENDING 2/3: WHAT THE FUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ I THOUGHT WE WERE JUST HAVING A FLUFFY GOOD TIME DOING FAVOURS FOR FRIENDS AND ADMIRING EVERYONE'S ANIMAL EARS YAKUMO WHAT DID YOU DO WHERE IS EIDEN ARE WE EIDEN? IS EIDNN REAL??????????? YAKUMO SPEAK TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAA

NOW BEGINS THE TIME OF RELOADING SAVES. REPEATEDLY. AND STARTING ENTIRELY NEW GAMES BECAUSE MY SAVES WERE NOT VERY ORGANISED OR PLACED AT KEY JUNCTURES.

I START COMBING THROUGH *EVERYTHING*. VISITING THE SAME BUILDINGS AFTER EVERY PLOT POINT. TALKING THROUGH THE SAME DIALOGUES AGAIN AND AGAIN. I WILL FIGURE THIS OUT.

Going through the game more carefully makes me realise how many things i missed. This... this is no joke. This game has LAYERS and GrassTheOriginator was noT PLAYING AROUND WHEN IT CAME TO THE DETAILS

FIRST OF ALL!! I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED LUNCH!!!! HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED LUNCH WITH YAKUMO'S BELOVED GRANDPARENTS?!?! i was positively negligent. how could i have not checked in with granma and granpa at every step of the way to make sure that they knew where we were and that they were both healthy and thriving. i cannot believe i only checked the house ONCE in my 1st playthrough. i missed out on eiden bullying yakumo + yakumo getting flustered + grandma's "youth are so lively♥ haha". HOW DARE I!!!!!

When I GET TO EXPLORE the forest paths i missed last time, Discovering the bed in the woods had me go🌲🌲 AHA!!!!!! YES! i knew something was missing from my first playthru!! i did NOT MEET EVERYONE and we all know eiden's not completely happy until we're with EVERYONE IN THE CLAN

mr quinquin hasn't made his appearance. that elusive beast. i must lure him out. for completion's, sake. for EITO'S TRUEST HAPPINESS!!!!!!!!! *RANSACKS GRANDPARENTS' HOUSE FOR SNACKS*

because i saw that ONE little tree glitter with animal essence, i started suspecting EVERY tree that looked like it

I save scummed for a while to see if approaching the ✨tree at different points would bring out kuya or something. or maybe even the tanuki. something that will help me get the good ending?

(it was probably the tapir. i forgot that the game page on itchio mentioned fanciful capriccio until i got to the true end.. so... Past Me thought kuya was jumping from tree to tree to make me chase him around)

i ended up inspecting EVERY LITTLE TREE I COULD TOUCH

yep, definitely a tree.

GET OUT HERE YOU DAMNED FOX YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I HAVENT MET YET!!! GET YOUR UGLY FACE IN HERE!!! OLD MAN!!! BESTOW UPON ME YOUR REALITY-SHATTERING WISDOM, RIGHT NOW!!!!

Quincy SAID you were lingering around. SHOW YOURSELF!!!!

I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THAT GRAVESTONE IS. IN REI'S YARD…. REI, PLEASE…… THERE ARE TOO MANY SECRETS. IS IT MOM? IS IT THE REAL REI? IS IT SOME RANDOM CORPSE YOU STOLE FOR EXPERIMENTS? PLEASE!! I'M LOST IN THE WEB OF LIES

i love how every time i check rei's shelf, i see a new drug. Bone fixing juice (not a drink)? Pure liquid caffeine (maybe garu got into that…)? fox repellant??? 🤣🤣🤣 only the necessities!!

* crawling out of the dirt, bruised and bleeding, after trying slight differences here and there . to try and figure out the true ending for myself* WAIT… I HAVE ONE LAST THING I MUST TRY… THE HERBS… GIVE REI THE WEIRD LITTLE GIFTS!! THEY'RE LUCKY GIFTS, RIGHT? IT'S NOT BAD TO USE GIFTS LIKE THIS, RIGHT..?!??!?!

YEAAAASSSSSSS!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YTEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NEW PATH! NEW THING! I BROKE THROUGH! THAT'S THE LAST CLAN MEMBER YEAH! YEAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!I MIGHT BE ABLE TO MAKE IT THIS TIME!!!!!!! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU STUPID OLD FOX!! YOU'RE INFURIATING IN EVERY UNIVERSE!!! IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND (or maybe i'm just bad at this game. maybe everyone else playing this diidn't spend hours Doing EVERYTHING wrong, before FINALLY doing the ONE correct thing 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣) the whole "seeing kuya's expression all blurry" is such a cool image tho i'm like, of course yakumo is fighting it but kuya is stubborn and will still knock at the glass between his purple self and dream-eiden heheheehheeh ominous purple peepaw is here to insult everyone in a plot-expository manner. finally.

Just taking a moment to appreciate yokai birdy rei putting yakumo through the lab assistant wringer. :) destroy him, sweetie.

.approaching yakumo at the campfire afterward. WAIT NO I COULDNT RESIST AND I MADE ANOTHER BAD DECISION BECAUSE OF THE COMPLETIONIST'S URGE

"don't tell hiim", i told myself. if you tell him, that alerts him to kuya's presence, and your new knowledge,, and he's going to DOUBLE DOWN on keeping you captive and i've only gotten 1 ending despite all my random tinkering so I BET YOU THAT THIS IS WHERE THE LAST TWO ENDINGS SPLIT

Brain: DUDE DO NOT TELL HIM Me: But yakumo keeps saying "Please feel free to tell me if anything is bothering you, Mr Eiden." So why wouldn't Mr Eiden tell him about what is bothering him? :< Brain: YOU'RE GONNA BE SO PISSED OFF Me: [tells yakumo anyway] …….timeskip…………. -> yakumo going "i didn't want to do this to you" Me: SAVE FILE????NOW???????!😨 -> ENDING!!! GET EATEN, IDIOT

Me: 😶 Brain: what did i tell you. i told you not to tell him. AND LOOK WHERE THAT GOT YOU. YOU FOUND OUT WHWERE THE CANNIBALISM CONTENT WARNING CAME FROM, BECAUSE YOU CANNOT RESIST MAKING STUPID DECISIONS Me: but but but isn't it good to keep the line of communication open? how is it a healthy relationship if eiden keeps secrets from yakumo? wouldn't it be more progressive to tell him the truth of seeing kuya, so he can have time to contemplate his actions-- Brain: YOU IDIOT!! YAKUMO IS NOT IN HIS SANE MIND NOW. OPEN COMMUNICATION IS NOT THE SITUATIONALLY APPROPRIATE MOVE. HE'S BEEN KEEPING THIS WHOLE WORLD'S TRUTH A SECRET FROM YOU,, RIGHT??? SO YOU CAN KEEP A SECRET. SHUT UR M OUTH. Reload your save and pick the right answer for once in your life, PLEASE Me: 😔 ….. ………… ok but what if i DON'T reload from the decision of whether or not to share kuya's presence with yakumo……. AND I JUST RUN FROM HIM *NOW*? THERE HAS TO BE A REASON THERE'S A SAVE POINT THERE, RIGHT? if escape was impossible, they wouldn't give you a checkpoint like that, RIGHT??

Audience: you.. you didn't think about running at ALL? Me: Nope Audience: what, so you just let him get you? Me: Yep. Just stood there. I figured my decisions already sealed my fate. The cutscene was just playing out. Audience: After a save point. Me: Yes, after a save point. Audience: Have you... ever played games like this before? the little adventure rpgs with pixel art? Me: No, but i've seen people play things like Ib and Ao Oni Audience: you need to run- Me: right... you DID need to run in those games Audience: after strategic save points. because there's a chance you might want to RETRY that sequence Me: OH..... Audience: ,if you didn't just. stand perfectly still Me: ... i may have zero survival instincts. please be patient. 😂

Brain: OMFG WHY MUST YOU INSIST ON-- Me: I SWEAR I SWEAR!!!!! I JUST WANNA SEE WHAT HAPPENS. IT PROBABLY WONT CHANGE ANYTHING MAYBE. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH RUN TO THE YAKUROOM WE HAVE THE PATH MEMORISED SINCE WE'VE GONE THROUGH IT SO MANY TIMESSSSSSSSSSSSSS

actually. this chase reminds me of something. you remember back on DIK Island and eiden is chasing dante on the beach and if you're foolishly optimistic enough, you can pretend they're surrounded by shoujo bubbles and flowers while they giggle and prance along the shore but reality hits and it's full of claws yeah. Eiden dreaming of a flowery situation while ACTUALLY dealing with something ... a little less peaceful. there's no end to eiden's troubles, huh.

ok. back to it. let's see what's in the yakuroom... ]reads the new description for the anemones[

[hisses in a breath] yikes….///////////.😬 not the "anticipation" yakumo lied about…. uhm, uh,..... maybe i accidentally made it onto the true ending path. maybe it WASn"T about lying to yakumo at the campfire Brain: I am so fed up with you Me: 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔 WAIT!!! NOW I'M IN THE ROOM ALONE!! TIME TO READ HIS DIARY AND GO THROUGH ALL THE STUFF HE DIDN'T WANT ME TO CHECK YEAAAAAAAAAAA Brain: all this hiding stuff ,,, feels like... being held captive in an unhealthy relationship, bro Me: you're a bit behind the plotline dude we just narrowly avoided getting devoured like pull-apart bread Brain: fair enough. carry on.

oh…. yakumo…………. baby………………………..😫😢😭😭😭…………………… eiden was so right… indulgence is NOT necessarily the best step… urrgh,, eiden you are so cool and emotionally smart and skilled and i'm so glad you can navigate these messy social waters better than i ever could..!! especially when so much is at stake 😨

wait. why is there a flesh maze in the first place? Audience: it's yakumo's braaaaaaaaain and what are the weird holes?? Audience: yakumo's brain on DRUGS!!!!! we're running around in yakumo's brain on drugs, full of dead ends. Got it!

then we're talking to yakumo in the shifting void: my expression the entire time is EYES BulGING. FACE FROZEN. MOUTH IS :| I AM SO STRESSED

gets reset

SUNUVA ABITCHUOIGFHFHFHFFIEOFDSRDFKOWAPESOI I ANSWERED WRONG, DIDN'T I I DIDN'T MATCH THE RIGHT NAME TO THE RIGHT ACTIVITY i"M GONA FEAUISRHGOIEFRIEOSGPAWEFISPIPDKAESEPFESFAFPGO 8CRAKCS OPEN YAKUMO'S DIARY we're MEMORISING THIS WE ARE EMBEDDING IT INTO OUR LONG TERM MEMORY. LET'S GO COME ON! WE WILL DO THSI!!!!!!!!!!!

Brain: Wait. How did you answer the clan member section wrong Me: um. i. well, i just based it off memory. i didn't think the number of blank spaces meant anything….. Brain: dude. the number of blank spaces SPELL OUT THE NAME OF THE CORRECT PERSON, SO MAYBE THEY MATTER. Me: oh. uhhhh. ahahahaha. well. it's 2AM. we've been at this for a while. i don't think i'm picking up on obvious clues anymore. um...not that i was picking up on them earlier either….. Brain: facepalm faceslap deskpalmdeskface sigH

oh. OH!! ok, so!! trying it again!! eiden moves closer with every right answer, right?! yeah! so! we might be able to reach yakumo if we-- AH SHITE HE DIDN'T MOVE FORWARD FOR THAT ONE

gets reset

OH COME ON!!!!!! YAKUMO!!!!!!! YOUR LOVE IS WAY TOO INTENSE YOU'RE KILLING ME HERE I'M GETTING DELIRIOUS FROM EXHAUSTION I CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS <- will continue doing this until I GET THE ULTIMATE HAPPY ENDING FOR THESE TWO. DON'T CARE IF MY EYES DRY OUT. WE HAVE TO DO THIS TONIGHT

reloads last save YAKUMOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [YELLING INTO THE VOID]]] YAKUMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PSPSPSPSPSPSSPSPSPSPSSS COME HERE SAD SNAKEY THIRD TIME'S THE CHARM! I"LL GET YOU THIS TIME, YOU ACCURSED OVERBEARING SNAKE

i wonder what happened when eiden locked himself in yakumo's room. did that door slamming in yakumo's face wake him up a little? did yakumo regain a bit of sense, like, "OH NO MR EIDEN DOESN'T WANT TO SEE ME... I'VE SCREWED UP..." because i feel like if he really wanted to, he could... idk, phase thru the door or just break it down or something but he didnt

so, does that mean he still respects eiden's agency in that sense? did he immediately deflate when he lost direct sight of eiden? ? ? like one of those predators in a trance where if you remove the target from their sight they just kinda... flop like fhlkjlbbvvvbvrnrmbrbr.

did yakumo immediately start crying and sulking and wallowing like "ohhhhh i'm so horrible how could i have thought of hurting mr eiden i can't believe i was about to vore him i'm so hopeless and terrible and i've screwed it all up and --- etc.etc."

and curled up into a ball and that's where we find him in the void later? he slinks off to some one dead end of the flesh maze and stews in his silent sadness until eiden emerges from the room and finds him...🤔? and tries to talk to him..? oh please oh please let eiden reach yakumo this time ----

Yakumo: Mr. Eiden--

[I IMMEDIATLEY START SCREAMING IN MANIC EXCITEMENT] YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA BEAT THE LOOP, BAYBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HE WOKE UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA bashing my head repeatedly on my desk at6 the pretty picture AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA :'3 and now i'm smiling… oh…. my heart… they're going to be ok…. yakumo is going to heal…. …… WAIT DID I EVER GET AN OFFICIAL ENDING #3? IS THERE STILL ANOTEHR ENDING?! I HAVE TO GO BACK IN

Brain: you NEED TO GO TO SLEEP

Me: I DON'T NEED SLEEP I NEED YAKUEI ANSWERS goes into an old save ok. what if THIS TIME i DON'T tell yakumo about kuya? ….. ………. OH THE HALLWAY WON'T EVEN LET ME IN. OK 😫 ALRIGHT SO THAT'S NOT AN ENDING BRANCH. but. BUT! THAT MEANS I WAS RIGHT ! Mr Eiden SHOULD feel free to tell yakumo what's bothering him! HAHAHAAH!!!! ONE CORRECT DECISION MADE !!! SUCCESS!!!!! Brain: you could have reloaded a save file where you did something ELSE wrong, you know. it's not like you're actually keeping track of which-- Me: YYou know what. i'm satisfied. i got the good ending after evENTUALLY figuring things out! i played the game!! i did it !!! i can finally check the guide and see what i actually missed. aahhh. what a feeling of accomplishment. my eyes are indeed dry and burning. I REGRET NOTHING!!! I have felt many emotions tonight and i will not forget this Experience…

reads the guide omg i gotta go back in the game and find the extra content THIS IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP

The first time i tried pulling rei out, i felt so bad that i never tried again because why would i want to hurt rei?? the game dialogue actually changed to include his broken bones, so that means i did substantial damage. rei is delicate!! he doesn't like pain! i will treat him gently!!!!!

If you DON'T treat him gently... Does dream rei get so fed up with Eiden's actions that he slams a book on yakumo's head and ends it all? he's like: no more. no more of this stupid dream pain. you have both found the end of my patience. [BOSS BATTLE CHIME, GAME OVER]

But the guide tells me something happens if i try 5 times. so. [does it]

i was laughuing so hard at the "well, now he's got more broken bones" BUT THEN HE ACTUALLY DIED I OH MY GOD REI I AM SO SO RYRRE SORYRR AHHHH NO I MEAN well, i . what did i think trying to . . . how many bones did i break. what a way to go. under a bookcase because a couple idiots were incapable of learning from their actions (me. I'm the couple idiots). oh… REI I'M LAUGHING BUT CRYING HOW DID THEY THINK OF THIS ENDING. WHOHOW>>??? IT'S . SO RANDOM. BUT SO HILARIOUS BUT ALSO I'M SO MAD AT MYSELF I FOOLED MYSELF INTO THINKING THAT REI WOULD BE FINE AFTER ALL THAT PHYSICAL DAMAGE WHY WOULD I EVEN BELIEVE---😂 I'M CRUSHED (not as crushed as rei AHAHAH OHHHHHH oh now i've made myself sad again)

----------------------------------------------------------- ok. time for the last thing i didn't do?

when the game first told us NOT TO WANDER, lest the knights deem us a threat, i was INTENT on wandering "after i meet aster, i'm gonna wander as much as i like!!! they can't stop me!!!! THE LAW CAN'T KEEP ME DOWN! I'm a REBEL"

i was not a rebel. i thought that daring to interact with the knight's tents AT ALL would count as "wandering". so after leaving aster's tent, i investigated all the other tents, expecting to get in trouble for interacting with the king's stuff. But punishment never came? so i thought i was getting away with something >:3 Haha!!! I wandered successfully! No. i just followed instructions without realising. I needed to NOT visit aster first. that's ACTUAL wandering. let's try that. 😑

HOLD ON I THOUGHT the King would ARREST US for trespassing and , maybe we get executed..? BUT I DIDN'T EXPECT DANTE AND BLADE AND FORCE US INTO TRAINING GIVE US A GUN AND SHOVE US INTO THE CASTLE ON A SPEEDRUN 😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣

OMG THE AFTER SCENE DID. DID THEY MAKE ASSETS FOR THE BROKEN STUFF TOO OR--- DID IT ALREADY EXIST---- WELL WHATEVER IT'S STILL FUNNY AS HEUEIFJISJIAOIKPAL oh… OH THIS was tHE LAST ENDING uhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I MEAN I GUESS YAKUEI ARE HAPPY IN THIS ONE, TOO but… wow… gee…….. i'm….. i need to do some thinking about all this… and the ramifications…. and… yeah……….. totters off in a daze

[bones4thecats]

Hello, can do resquest, Poseidon, Hades, Loki and Thor x Valkyrie reader, who is the mother of all Valkyries, This is what it looks like, https://es.pinterest.com/pin/890657263798502008/

❥· Nurture vs. Nature, Multi-RoR × F! S/O

Characters: Poseidon (🔱), Hades (💀), Loki (🐍), and Thor (🌩️) A/N: This is another favorite of mine. I love this thing so much, and I hope you like it as well, @zinnia1506! ✎ Summary: After the loss of your adoptive son, Zerofuku, you made your thirteen daughters, whom were named after your title of the 13 Valkyrie Sisters. But, after the setting of Ragnarok, your relationship molds over with hatred with your oldest.

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Looking at the sky with an empty expression, you took each breath in slowly. You felt empty, incomplete, someone would say. But, in reality, you felt normal. This was your normal.

Each cloud moved by with each passing second. While other Gods and Goddesses would see this as useless, this was the only thing you wanted to do for your pass-time. It was quiet, peaceful.

Small footsteps behind you made your eyes open, there, standing behind you, was the young God you were in charge of watching. "Zero. Do show me, how would you draw that flower?" You asked. The young, child-like god, smiled and grabbed some nearby flowers, using them like crayons on the paper you summoned for him.

"This is how you do it, Lady Valkyrie!" He joyfully said. You watched as he used the flowers to color the pink petals, before searching for a green item for the stem and leaves. As he ran around, your eyes shimmered. For some reason, being around Zerofuku made your life feel more welcoming, open even.

Before you knew it, Zerofuku handed you the paper. You took it in your hands gently and looked over his work. Every detail was there, which surprised you. The way he highlighted the sun's rays hitting the petals to the shadows cast in opposition made your eyes widen slightly.

You breathed out and smiled gently, though it was covered by your mask. Zeroufku felt your mood lighten and he began to shake in happiness himself. "Do you like it?" He asked. "Of course. You did a wondrous job on it, child."

"Thank you!" He replied. "Would you like it back? I'm sure it would be a lovely addition in your home." You said. Zerofuku looked at you and shook his head, pushing the drawing back into your chest. "No. Go ahead and keep it! Besides, you seem to like it more than I do!"

That was when you knew it. You wanted to feel this all the time. So, you began babysitting Zerofuku more and more. But, you regretted the one day you didn't. That was the day he went to Earth and never returned.

Tears fell from your eyes as you sobbed at the same spot as you were that day. You never wanted this feeling again... you needed to find a way around this...

-

🔱 You looked at the aquatic animals swimming around. The blow-fish looked at your finger, following it as you lightly drug it across the glass keeping you separated. Poseidon observed you from behind, his trident on the ground as you observed the fish.

🔱 Poseidon sighed internally and walked up to you, and, once you heard the sound of his weapon, your branch-shaped hair moved slightly, much like the ears of an animal. You turned around and looked into the blue eyes of your husband.

🔱 "What did Zeus do this time?" You asked. He shook his head, "This was not Zeus' doing. Rather, it was your oldest, Brunhilde's." You froze, eyebrows furrowing as you questioned what he meant. After all, Brunhilde didn't speak out against the Gods that often. It was always with you when she did it.

🔱 "She declared Ragnarok. Zeus accepted and is currently scrolling through the nominees for the Gods' Team." He replied, eyes watching the octopus Göll, your youngest, affectionately named Ink. "She opposed the Gods and is fighting for Humanity, isn't she?"

🔱 "Yes." He said. Your eyes went to the floor. This was not something you wanted to happen. For years, you raised those girls to help the Gods. NOT help the humans. The humans that tore your once-beloved son from you.

🔱 "I would like to fight." Poseidon's eyes widened slightly, looking down at you with his grip tightening on his trident. "No. I will not allow it."

🔱 "Poseidon, it is my choice. I'm not fighting for the honor of the others, but for the honor of my son." You said, eyes darkening in anger. "Zeus already asked me to fight in Ragnarok. I will be taking your place. No matter the outcome, the girls will need you. Our boys will need you." He said, motioning to your five sons, Polyphemus, Triton, Orion, Theseus, and Aeolus, running around happily, unaware of the chat between their parents.

🔱 You looked back to the ground, sorrow filling your form. In the action of making your thirteen daughters out of enchanted clay, you wanted to feel the love you felt for Zerofuku, but, Brunhilde threw that away. Like a rag used up.

🔱 Just as Poseidon began walking away to grab your sons to bring inside, you grabbed his loincloth-like fabric around his waist and said, "Please. Just, don't hurt any of the girls." He looked into your eyes, blue into blue, and blinked.

🔱 "Alright." He said, leaning in and kissing your head, in a way to comfort you in this mind-racing time. "The boys and I will be inside soon."

-

💀 Your husband sat beside you in your bedroom. Tears were falling from your eyes silently. That day was horrible. You declared you weren't going to speak to your daughters until Ragnarok was over, saying you needed time to even out your situation during the battle. Hades, your husband, patted your back through everything.

💀 A letter had been delivered by Hermes to you from Brunhilde. In this letter, she declared she, and her sisters -- your other daughters -- would be performing Völundr with their assigned human fighters. You were in distress, you already lost your son, how could you lose your daughters too?!

💀 Hades leaned his head on yours, silently helping you. He could hear the first round of Ragnarok playing in the background on your holographic-television. It was when it was over, that you both heard the announcement of Lü Bu, the first human fighter, dying.

💀 The God of the Underworld's eyes widened in surprise, not at the fact that the human died, but at the fact that one of his step-daughters, that he loved just as much as you did, sacrificed herself for humanity. Were they really that amazing?

💀 "No... Randgriz... my baby..." You sobbed harder now, tears falling heavily as your hands covered your eyes. Hades' eyes began to water now. Randgriz was one of his favorite step-daughters. He loved the light and love she brought to the Underworld, to his life, and the way that she cared for everyone, no exceptions.

💀 A knock on the door alerted you, but, you made no effort to move. Hades, who wasn't crying nearly as hard as you were, stood up and answered. "Who is it?" He asked.

💀 "Papa?" A little voice said. Looking down, there stood your youngest child, Zagreus. He looked up with tears threatening to fall down his cheeks. "Is Randgriz okay?"

💀 You ran up to Zagreus, and enveloped him in a hug. Zagreus, who was surprisingly smart for a child of his age, hugged you back, understanding what was happening now.

💀 Hades frowned and kneeled in front of your both, wrapped his arms around you two and began to cry. Your sniffs pained him, as did his son's. You made those girls to help with your emotions, to keep your happiness around. Yet, you neglected the thought of losing them like how you did Zerofuku. You protected them for years, and, despite all your effort, you were losing them all over again.

-

🐍 Loki knew your daughters well. He was around, what a human would say 20s, in age when they were sculpted by your hands by enchanted clay. You asked if he could watch over them for years when you were busy, and he did so pretty well. Sometimes, it felt like your daughters were babysitting him though.

🐍 You observed as Loki played with your three children, your daughter, Hel, and your two sons, Fenrir and Jörmungandr. Loki danced around them, Fenrir shapeshifted into his single form; a large wolf, while your other son became his only form; a large serpent. Hel just wrapped her arms around her father's neck as he flew around, playing tag with them.

🐍 "Come on, Dad! You're going to high up!" Fenrir called. Loki merely laughed and told them to try harder in catching him. Jörmungandr looked at you and silently asked for help. You smiled gently and called for your husband, making him freeze and call back to you.

🐍 Just then, your sons tackled Loki, making him yell and fall down to the ground. "Gotcha!" The boy-turned-serpent yelled. You kept a smile up, but it vanished when you heard your husband's name being called from behind you.

🐍 Loki looked up and put his daughter on the ground next to her brothers. "Let me guess, little old me is up next?" He asked Thor, who was tasked by his father, Odin, to retrieve his cousin. "Yes."

🐍 Thor looked at you and nodded back to you after you motioned for him to take your three kids away. They happily jumped with Thor, on their way to sit with their Grandpa and their Uncle. You then looked at Loki and then down at the ground, asking him if he was sure about doing this. "After all," you added, "Poseidon, Heracles, Hajun, Hades, hell, even Susano'o No Mikoto now... what if you're next?"

🐍 "Love. I know you lost five of the girls, but, believe me when I say this: I will make sure I get back to you, and... hopefully keep whatever Valkyrie chosen alive." He said, his hands holding your face as he stares into your eyes.

🐍 "I'll come back." He said. "I love you."

🐍 You smiled and kissed him, he hummed happily before taking your hand and walking with you back to his room to get ready for his round.

-

🌩️ Thor cared for your daughters. He was someone you cared for deeply, and, since he wasn't biologically related to them, it comforted you that he still put effort into acting like a father. Your emotions actually came out with him, and it did make your girls proud when you married Thor and not someone like Zeus.

🌩️ You've been married for years, and for those years, he and you parented Móði and Magni, your twin boys. As you raised your two biological children, Brunhilde began to separate herself from you, leaving you feeling a hole again. And, with no other ideas, you tried to connect with her again, only to be shocked when she told you she didn't want contact again.

🌩️ Odin told you it was most likely due to 'teenage-angst', but, after hearing she proposed Ragnarok, you were heartbroken once again. You looked at her, and, when she eyes connected with yours coldly, you leaned your head onto Thor's shoulder.

🌩️ You stayed with Thor the entire time, only being away from him due to the first round. And, after it was over, you tried talking to Brunhilde, only for her to ask if you were happy with yourself.

🌩️ "What are you talking about, Brunhilde?" You replied. "You know what I'm talking about! Your husband! He just killed your own daughter! How can you pick him over us?!"

🌩️ "I'm not picking him over you, 'Hilde! Do I have to spell it out?! I made you all because I wanted you guys! I wanted children to call my own!" She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. We're nothing but animated clay to you. You were never, and will never be my mother."

🌩️ Your eyes widened in shock as Brunhilde walked away. Shock was all you felt. After everything you gave her; your time, your care, you love, and she just says it was all nothing to you. Your boys just stood beside you, also shocked. You were an excellent mom, they've seen the photos and videos of you raising your girls. Why was she hating you so much?

🌩️ "Fine... have a good rest of the tournament, Brunhilde." You said, walking away with your boys trailing you. Thor, who was watching from behind a nearby pillar, was upset. He saw you care for Brunhilde and your daughters, you just struggled expressing emotions when it comes to loss. How does she not, in her millions of life with you, understand that?

🌩️ "Brunhilde." He said, causing the eldest Valkyrie to turn around and look at her step-father. "What?" She replied. "You've wanted to know why your mother made you, correct?"

🌩️ "Yes."

🌩️ "I think it's time I tell you."

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[bunnwich]

I just found out a Prince of Egypt Musical exists, and one of the addition songs— 'footprints on the sand'— really gives me Leona vibes

(Spotify link to the song)

https://open.spotify.com/track/40PqpFQdrylghRZgY36W8G?si=wATkespmQyar931PNnNc8A&context=spotify%3Aalbum%3A7MOGTYjo3ifwHDBf0EBE71

(Genius lyrics)

https://genius.com/Original-west-end-cast-of-the-prince-of-egypt-footprints-on-the-sand-lyrics

So since you're— at least in my view— one of the Leona experts, I was wondering what your thoughts would be on it!

Not that it fits perfectly; no song ever really fits 100%, after all. But I think it has strong Leona vibes

Leona VS The Weight of Insignificance

(Ahhh sorry I am just getting around to this.;-; BTW DFGHJK I’m flattered that you consider me a Leona expert??)

So this is pretty cool because I didn't realize there was a Prince of Egypt Musical? I’m a big fan of the animated movie and of musicals so I’ll have to listen to the rest someday!

So, I think in general the theme of “Footprints in The Sand” is about the idea of “trying to leave a mark” in life, but feeling like it won't matter in the long run and also exploring the insignificance that we all feel as people.

That being said, I can see why this song made you think of Leona! It brought up some feelings about what being second-born in a royal lineage means and how that can make someone feel insignificant just in concept. The spare heir if you will. 

It's interesting because it also made me think about how Leona has such complicated feelings about his title too?

Like on the one hand, he feels like he's “forever in the shadow of Falena” but at the same time, I DO think a small part of him secretly enjoys the mobility of not having the reasonability of king and therefore the first few lines of the song before it fades into him sounding more melancholic made me think of this.

(AND ALSO since we’ve seen how he would handle being king in his Chapter 7 Dream OOF.) My thoughts on that: X

The second son– My father's wrong (THIS LINE TOO) It's got to be the easiest role on Earth Just play around Just play along Enjoy the bounty of my birth So what's today's amusement For this second son? Which one shall I choose from so many kinds of fun?

I think it leads back to the age-old conclusion about Leona’s character (that his dream really hammered home), is that being king is NOT what he truly wants and it more comes to feeling worthy as a person as if he has to “justify” his own existence of feeling useless. It’s more about the kind of attention he craves. To be useful, respected, adored. 

The song mentions the fear of not leaving behind a legacy and feeling the weight of your own insignificance as a person. I can see how both the characters of Moses and Leona both struggle with “finding their purpose” and not being able to see their own worth like others who care about them do. 

It made me think of the song (also in Prince of Egypt) “Through Heaven's Eyes” which I feel actually continues this theme. The idea that even if you can’t see your OWN value that everyone—has their own innate value as people—and that in itself is meaningful.

A single thread in a tapestry Though its color brightly shines Can never see its purpose In the pattern of the grand design And the stone that sits on the very top Of the mountains mighty face Does it think it's more important Than the stones that form the base?

For Leona—the people he acts as a mentor to like—Ruggie, Epel and Savanaclaw as a whole—have a pretty high opinion of him despite his flaws. And the fact that he can’t always see that and appreciate that value that he unconsciously and consciously brings to them reflects this. He has and will leave an impact even if it's not as “important” as a king. And he could do even more good if he actually tried to do so.

I think it’s a lesson we all struggle with TBH, the whole: seeing our inherent value as people and it’s def why I think Leona is a more relatable character than he first appears in twst. :3

Thank you for sharing with me though! I love finding stuff like this! I hope you have a wonderful day/night!💚

[mydreamyspace]

Logan X Fem! Reader - I'm Gonna Take Care Of You

Characters : Logan, Reader

Summary : There's a fight and you get hurt, Logan comforts you.

Tags/Warnings : a little bit of violence ? Hurt/comfort

Word count : 811

Masterlist

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"This time i get to choose, please"

"Alright doll, what do you want to watch tonight ?"

You browse through the dvd's on the shelf next to the tv. Logan, sipping on his beer on the sofa.

"How about this one ?" You show him the movie you picked

"Anything you want, just get the dvd ready so you can come back in my arms"

You smile and do as he says. You sit next to him and he wraps his arms around you. Your head on his chest, you can feel his fingers playing with your hair.

Logan lowers the volume of the tv. At this time of the night, everybody in the school is asleep. Except for a few teachers.

As the movie plays, you're both eating snacks, Logan still taking sips of his beer.

His finger gently tracing up and down your arm, giving you goosebumps. It's a quiet and relaxing night, just how you love it.

A sound suddenly makes you two jump out of the sofa. Logan, focusing in the sound, realise that it's actually footsteps. A lot of footsteps. Someone broke into the school.

He puts his arm out in front of you, ordering you to stay back, but you follow him quietly. You tiptoe around the room, looking for the intruders but you don't see anybody.

The footsteps are getting closer, so close you can hear them.

"Logan what's going on ?" Storm and Scott just entered the room

"Someone's here" he uses his senses to try and find their exact location.

"This room, they're coming from this room" he whispered.

Logan, Storm and Scott are all in front of you. You try to stay as close to them as possible.

"Hands on your head" Someone from behind you shouted.

"i won't say it again" he points his gun at you, four other armed men come in the room and point guns at Logan, Storm and Scott.

"You don't want to do this" Storm tried to get closer to you, so does Logan.

You can feel Logan's hand on your arm, trying to pull you closer to him. You feel as the whole thing is happening in slow motion. Like you can't think at all. Your breath is heavy.

As the fight finally breaks, the room is filled with chaos. Blood spilled on the walls as Logan uses his claws against them. A gunshot is heard, making everyone in the room stop fighting.

One of the men moved behind you and shot you.

"NO" Logan shouted, he takes you in his arms before you fall on the floor. Storm and Scott still fighting the other men. Your eyes are closed but you're still conscious, still hearing what's happening.

Storm grabs your arm, asking Logan to let you go as she promises to take you to the infirmary. She takes you into her arms and you can hear Logan's rage. You know how he is when he is like this, and you know he will fight like an animal. Killing every last one of them in the most violent way possible.

As the sounds of the fight are getting further and your body weaker you can feel yourself go. Your last thought being Logan's arms around you on the sofa.

*************

The sounds of the machine, a bright light on the ceiling. It's all you hear and see as you slowly wake up, your body still weak. you try to get up but you feel a hand on your shoulder, stopping you.

"Hey, you're awake" Jean is checking your heartrate and your wound, making sure you're okay.

"Don't get up yet, your body is still recovering. Good news is the bullet just grazed you so there's not too much damage you're gonna be okay"

"Where's.."

"Logan ?, just outside, Storm is talking to him"

You hear the door of the infirmary open. Logan taking your hand.

"She's gonna be okay, i just need you to make sure she rests"

"Sure, thank you" Logan smiles at you, relieved that you're okay. You still see some blood on his arm.

He takes you in his arm goes up in your bedroom. He gently puts you in the bed, putting the blanket over you. He sits on a chair next to you and takes your hand in his.

The warmth of his smile makes you feel so comforted and loved.

He places a gentle kiss on your forhead

"I'm gonna take care of you, i promise, i'm so sorry"

"It's not your fault Logan"

"I'm gonna make sure you're okay and stick with you forever, i'm gonna be with you so much you're gonna get sick of me"

You laugh even though you wound is hurting

"get sick of you ? not a chance"

He plays with your hair as you slowly fall asleep in the bed, feeling his reassuring presence next to you.

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[aspenmissing]

Hey this is very specific but could you write viktor + any characters you wish with an reader with ichthyophobia? (Fear of fish)

I know its very uncommon and it sometimes make me feel stupid for fearing this animal, but its the eyes y'know? It makes me panic

ʜᴇʀᴇ ꜰɪꜱʜʏ ꜰɪꜱʜʏ

ᴊᴀʏᴄᴇ | ᴠɪᴋᴛᴏʀ | ᴊᴀʏᴠɪᴋ | ᴠᴀɴᴅᴇʀ | ꜱɪʟᴄᴏ | ᴊɪɴx || ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ|| 6654 ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ || ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɪᴄʜᴛʜʏᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ, ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰɪꜱʜ

ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀ: ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀ! ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴇᴀʀ! ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ Qᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ Qᴜɪᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴇᴀᴋʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʏ, ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰᴇᴀʀꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏ ꜱʜᴀᴍᴇ ɪɴ ɪᴛ!

ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ᴊᴀʏᴄᴇ | ᴠɪᴋᴛᴏʀ | ᴠᴀɴᴅᴇʀ | ꜱɪʟᴄᴏ | ᴊɪɴx/ᴘᴏᴡᴅᴇʀ

JAYCE

Y/N had always kept her fears hidden. Most people wouldn't even know she had them. But deep down, there was one thing that haunted her: fish. Not just any fish—large ones, small ones, fish with scales that shimmered, with eyes that seemed too knowing. It was a fear she couldn't explain, a phobia that had plagued her ever since childhood, but she managed to avoid it as best as she could. Until that day.

The sun was setting over Piltover, casting a warm golden hue over the city. Jayce had invited Y/N to join him for dinner at a newly opened restaurant that had been getting rave reviews. It was supposed to be a peaceful evening, a rare moment for the two of them to relax and enjoy a meal together, away from the pressures of their work at the Academy. It was a chance to unwind, to share time away from their responsibilities—just the two of them.

=

As they walked into the elegant dining hall, the scent of fresh seafood wafted through the air. Y/N felt her stomach twist into knots. She looked around the large room, noticing the massive tanks filled with various kinds of fish, their glimmering bodies swimming lazily beneath the water. The sight, the movement, the flickering scales—it all made her heart race.

"Wow, this place looks amazing," Jayce said, his eyes lighting up at the sight of the stunning décor. "I heard their seafood is top-notch. I know you're not picky, but I think you'll really enjoy it."

Y/N forced a smile, trying to ignore the growing unease in her chest. She couldn’t let Jayce know, not yet. She had always been good at hiding things, especially fears that didn’t make sense to anyone else. As they were led to their table, her eyes darted around the room, unable to avoid the fish tanks any longer. She felt her heart rate increase, her breath growing shallow. The sound of water splashing softly in the background only made things worse.

The waiter ushered them to their seats, and Y/N sat down, careful not to let her unease show. But she could feel the coolness of the glass tank against her back, the fish gliding through the water, their eyes seeming to follow her every movement. She tried to focus on the menu, but the flickering shadows of the tanks kept drawing her gaze.

"Is everything okay?" Jayce asked, his voice soft and filled with concern. He was looking at her now, his brow furrowed in that way he always did when he sensed something was off. He reached for his glass of water, but his gaze remained fixed on her, searching for any signs of discomfort.

Y/N swallowed hard, trying to steady herself. Her throat felt dry, and she had to remind herself to breathe. "Yeah, I'm fine," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She tried to focus on the menu in front of her, but her mind kept drifting back to the tanks, to the fish... their eyes.

Jayce was quiet for a moment, his gaze never leaving her. He wasn’t convinced. The silence between them stretched, but it was a warm kind of silence—like the pause before a storm, a stillness full of unspoken understanding.

"You’re not fine," he finally said, his voice gentle but firm. "I can tell. You’ve been quiet since we sat down, and your hands—" He looked at her hands on the table. They were trembling ever so slightly, but it didn’t go unnoticed. "Y/N, what’s going on?"

Y/N froze. She had been trying to push the fear down, to keep it buried where it belonged, but the weight of Jayce’s gaze and his words made it harder to ignore. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking in a shaky breath. "I... I have a fear of fish," she admitted, the words coming out in a rush. "Ichthyophobia. I know it sounds silly, but... I can't help it. I can't even look at them for too long without feeling like I’m suffocating."

Jayce’s expression softened, the lines of worry smoothing out as he processed her words. His hand moved across the table slowly, gently reaching for hers. He took her hand in his, his touch grounding, warm. He squeezed it reassuringly. "It's not silly," he said softly, his voice filled with understanding. "It makes sense, really. I should’ve realized sooner. You’ve always been so strong, and I guess I missed the signs." He lowered his gaze for a second, regret creeping into his voice. "I’m sorry for not noticing before."

Y/N felt a wave of relief wash over her. It was such a simple thing—his understanding, his care—but it meant more to her than she could express. Most people would have laughed, brushed it off, or even worse, dismissed her fear as trivial. But Jayce... he didn’t. He didn’t make her feel small for something so deeply ingrained in her, something that she had struggled with her entire life.

"You don't have to stay here," Jayce continued, his voice warm and steady. "If you’re not comfortable, we can go somewhere else. We can grab something to eat at my place if you'd prefer that. I don’t want you to feel trapped. I just want you to feel okay."

Y/N looked at him, her heart swelling with gratitude. The tenderness in his eyes, the way he looked at her like she mattered—it made everything feel a little easier. She blinked away the sudden rush of emotion that threatened to overwhelm her.

“I didn’t want to ruin the evening,” she said, her voice small.

Jayce shook his head, his gaze unwavering. "You haven’t ruined anything, Y/N. It’s just dinner, and we can make it better. We’ll figure something out, together." His words held a promise, and his hand on hers felt like an anchor.

With a soft sigh, Y/N managed a small smile. “I’m just glad you’re here.”

He smiled back, his eyes warm. "I’m glad I’m here too." He signaled to the waiter, who was still waiting nearby, and gave a brief apology as they prepared to leave. Jayce’s hand never left hers as they stood up, and Y/N couldn’t help but feel the weight of his support, as though she wasn’t carrying this burden alone anymore.

As they stepped out into the cool evening air, the city lights flickered around them, and Y/N let out a deep breath, feeling lighter than she had in hours. She had always thought that facing her fears alone was the only way, but with Jayce beside her, she realized that she didn’t have to.

They didn’t need fancy dinners or luxurious restaurants to enjoy themselves. They just needed each other. And in that moment, Y/N knew that, no matter what happened, as long as Jayce was by her side, she could face anything—even the deepest fears.

VIKTOR

The sun had barely risen, casting a soft, golden hue over Piltover's bustling streets. You and Viktor had just finished a meeting at the Academy, and now, you were walking down one of the many avenues toward the market. Viktor leaned on his cane, his leg brace clicking faintly with each step. Despite the visible signs of the difficulty in his gait, he moved with a quiet grace, always steady, always precise. Over the years, you had come to admire the way Viktor handled his struggles, never letting them define him, always pushing forward.

“I think I may have found something for your next project,” Viktor said with a spark of excitement in his voice. “A new component for the energy converter—more efficient than what we’re currently using. It should help reduce the power fluctuations we’ve been experiencing.”

You smiled up at him, appreciating his eagerness. Viktor’s mind was always racing, his thoughts constantly moving forward, thinking of ways to make the world around him better. It was something you admired deeply, the way his passion for progress never wavered.

“You’re always thinking ahead, aren’t you?” you teased, nudging him gently with your shoulder.

He chuckled softly, though there was a hint of pride in his eyes. “I have to keep the world moving forward. It’s the only way we can truly make a difference.”

As the two of you rounded a corner, the familiar scent of the fish market hit you. At first, it was just a faint trace in the air, but as you drew closer, the pungent odor of salt and seaweed filled your senses. It was overwhelming.

Your stomach churned, the sensation crawling up your throat. The smell—sharp, musky—was enough to send your heart into a frantic beat. You had never liked the market, but today, it was different. The fear seemed more intense, the anxiety more suffocating. Every time you passed by, it was like the fish stared at you—darting in their tanks, their eyes glossy, their gills fluttering in a grotesque dance.

You felt your pulse quicken, and the edges of your vision began to blur. The market loomed before you like a wall, a deep, suffocating fog surrounding you.

"Y/N?" Viktor’s voice cut through the rising panic in your chest. His tone was soft, but there was an underlying concern that you couldn't ignore. You hadn’t realized how tense you had become, your hands tightening around the straps of your bag, your body frozen in place.

You squeezed your eyes shut, willing yourself to calm down. But the fear wouldn’t dissipate. “I... I can’t do it, Viktor,” you whispered, barely able to control the tremor in your voice.

He studied you for a long moment, his brow furrowing in quiet understanding. Viktor had never pushed you to confront your phobia. He had seen how it affected you, how it made your world shrink when you were near fish, and he always respected your space, your boundaries. He never treated it as a trivial fear.

Without a word, Viktor reached out, his hand gently resting on your shoulder. He was slower than usual, his leg brace clicking as he shifted his weight, but his touch was steady, grounding. “It’s alright,” he said softly, his voice like a warm balm against your anxiety. “We don’t have to go through there.”

You swallowed, trying to hold back the wave of emotion that threatened to overwhelm you. You had learned to manage your fear over the years, but moments like this made you feel helpless, exposed.

Viktor gave a small nod and began to lead you away from the market, guiding you down a quieter, less crowded path. The further you moved from the source of your panic, the more your breathing slowed, though your heart still pounded in your chest.

“Thank you,” you said in a barely audible voice. Your words were quiet, but they carried a weight of gratitude you couldn’t express fully. Viktor had seen you at your worst—had seen your fear take hold of you—and yet, he never treated you as if you were broken or weak.

Viktor gave you a slight smile, his eyes softening. “There’s no need to thank me,” he replied. “You’re important to me. I never want you to feel uncomfortable, not with me.”

You smiled faintly, glancing up at him. The years spent with Viktor had only deepened your admiration for him. He was never loud, never overbearing. His presence was quiet, constant, and his understanding of you—of your fears, your vulnerabilities—was something you had come to rely on.

“I know,” you said, your voice a little steadier now. “It’s just... I don’t want to seem childish. I should be able to handle it. I’m not a child anymore.”

Viktor’s expression softened further, and he gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze. “Fear is not childish, Y/N. It is part of being human. We all have our fears, our burdens. They don’t define us, but they shape us. And sometimes, it’s okay to be afraid.”

You looked at him, your chest still tight, but his words eased the weight just a little. Viktor’s calm presence had a way of making you feel less alone in your struggles. He didn’t belittle them, didn’t try to force you to be something you weren’t.

A soft laugh escaped your lips, lightening the mood between you. “Maybe one day I’ll get over it,” you mused.

Viktor chuckled, his eyes twinkling with a hint of amusement. “Perhaps. But until then, I’m happy to be your guide through the difficult parts.” His voice held a quiet confidence, a promise that he would always be there, no matter what.

You smiled up at him, grateful for the comfort his words brought. “And I’m happy to have you with me.”

The rest of the walk passed in comfortable silence, the weight of your phobia slowly lifting as you put more distance between yourself and the market. Viktor, though still dependent on his cane and leg brace, moved with purpose and grace, his presence beside you a steady anchor.

The streets of Piltover were alive with the sounds of the early morning—horse-drawn carriages, the chatter of vendors setting up their stalls, the distant clatter of a forge—but for you, it was Viktor’s quiet presence that filled the space, making the world seem less overwhelming. With each step, you knew you were not facing the world alone.

JAYVIK

Y/N’s eyes fluttered open, the soft light from the morning sun trickling through the blinds. It was early—too early for anything to feel like a disturbance. She stretched, letting out a quiet yawn as she swung her legs off the side of the bed and made her way towards the kitchen.

The apartment was still quiet, save for the soft clink of cups and the occasional rustling sound coming from the kitchen. She padded across the floor, still groggy, and rubbed at her eyes.

As she reached the kitchen doorway, her yawn caught in her throat.

Her gaze drifted to the far corner of the room, where she stopped in her tracks. A fish tank. Sitting there. Cold, alien, filled with swimming fish. Her eyes widened, her breath caught, and suddenly, the air felt far too thick. The sound of water, the flicker of their darting movements—it all hit her like a ton of bricks.

Y/N’s chest tightened, and she gasped, choking on the remainder of her yawn.

Jayce, who had been sitting at the kitchen table with Viktor, immediately looked up, startled by the sound. “Y/N?” he called, concern flooding his voice. “What’s wrong?”

Viktor turned his head at the same time, his brow furrowing in confusion. “Y/N?” he echoed, his cane tapping lightly against the floor as he pushed himself to his feet.

She didn’t respond right away. She couldn’t. Her body had frozen, locked in place as her eyes stayed glued to the tank. Fish. Why?

Jayce stood up, quickly walking over to her with a worried frown. “Hey, you okay?” His hand gently touched her arm, but she didn’t move.

Viktor reached them a moment later, his gaze flicking from Y/N’s stiff posture to the tank in the corner. His sharp eyes observed the situation, understanding flickering in his expression.

Y/N finally managed to tear her eyes away from the fish, her breath coming in shallow gasps. “I... I can’t... I can’t—” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper, the words tangled in her throat. Her body was still locked in place, frozen in terror.

Viktor’s voice, soft and filled with curiosity, cut through the tension. “Fish?” He raised an eyebrow, offering Jayce a questioning glance.

Jayce, who had been sitting at the kitchen table and watching the exchange with a slight smile, now looked from Y/N’s rigid form to the tank, his expression shifting from amusement to shock. “Yeah, I thought I’d get some fish for Viktor,” Jayce explained, scratching the back of his neck. “You know, so when we get tired of hearing him ramble, he can talk to them instead.” He chuckled, but then his smile faltered as he took in the sight of Y/N’s fearful expression. His face drained of color as realization dawned on him. “Wait, you’re... scared of fish?” he asked softly, his voice full of surprise.

Y/N nodded, her wide eyes still fixed on the tank, her body stiff with dread. The thought of the fish—their darting eyes, the slickness of their bodies as they swam in unpredictable patterns—made her feel suffocated. She couldn’t bear it, couldn’t make herself move.

Jayce’s expression softened instantly, his shock turning to concern. “Oh, Y/N... I had no idea. I’m so sorry,” he murmured, his voice full of remorse. "I’ll get rid of them, Y/N. You don’t have to worry. I’ll make sure they’re gone.”

“Hey, we’ll take care of it,” Viktor added, stepping closer and placing a hand on Y/N’s shoulder. His touch was warm and steady, grounding her. “You’re safe.”

Y/N’s eyes were wide as she looked from Jayce, who was already moving to pull the tank away, to Viktor, who was trying his best to calm her with his quiet presence. The tension in her chest slowly began to ease.

“I... I don’t want to ruin things. I know you thought it’d be nice,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jayce quickly shook his head, a smile tugging at his lips as he tossed a reassuring glance at Viktor. “Hey, it’s okay. We didn’t know. We’ll make it right.”

Viktor’s gaze softened even further as he squeezed her shoulder gently. “We’ll fix it together, love. You never have to face this alone.”

Y/N’s breath finally began to slow, her body unwinding just slightly as the weight of her fear began to lift. She was still anxious, still unsettled by the presence of the fish, but with Jayce and Viktor by her side, she felt like she could breathe again.

“I’m sorry,” Y/N said again, more firmly this time.

Jayce smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “You don’t have to apologize. We’ll handle it.”

Viktor, ever the calming presence, leaned in and kissed her forehead. “Always together, Y/N. Always.”

And just like that, with them there, Y/N felt a little lighter, knowing that whatever the world threw at her, she didn’t have to face it alone.

VANDER

It was one of those blistering hot days in Zaun when the sun seemed to burn through every layer of clothing. The kids—Vi, Powder, Mylo, and Claggor—were playing around, splashing in the shallows of the lake, their laughter echoing through the quiet air. Vander had decided to take them out of the hustle of the streets and let them cool off in the peaceful water. Y/N, however, had her reservations. She stood at the shore, arms folded, watching the kids with a smile but keeping a safe distance from the water.

She had always been wary of fish—an odd, irrational fear that seemed to freeze her up anytime she was too close. It wasn’t something she often talked about, not even with Vander, but it was a part of her. So, while the others dived and swam, she stayed back, her gaze flicking nervously toward the ripples in the lake.

Vander caught sight of her hesitation, a playful glint in his eyes as he looked toward the kids. He made a decision then, a decision that would come with consequences, but he couldn't resist.

“Hey, love! You’re missing out on the fun!” Vander called out, grinning. The kids paused in their swimming to look at her.

Y/N gave a nervous smile, shaking her head. “I’m good here, really.”

Vi pouted, “Aw, come on, Y/N! The water’s fine!”

Vander's grin widened as he stood up, taking slow, purposeful steps toward Y/N, who was now trying to retreat further from the water. “You’re no fun, Y/N. You should really give it a try,” he said with a wink. Before she could react, he scooped her up, effortlessly lifting her into the air.

“What are you—” Y/N started, but it was too late. With a chuckle, Vander tossed her into the lake.

Y/N let out a surprised laugh as she splashed into the cool water, the shock of the plunge making her momentarily forget her fear. She surfaced quickly, coughing and laughing, her heart still racing from the unexpected drop. The kids laughed and cheered, watching her splash around in the water.

“See? Not so bad!” Vander called out, his voice full of pride.

But Y/N’s laughter faltered as she felt something brush against her foot. Her eyes widened in panic, and she looked down. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the slimy, wriggling form of a fish dart past her feet. She froze, her breath catching in her throat as her fear washed over her like a tidal wave.

“Vander! Vander!” she screamed, her voice high-pitched and filled with genuine terror. Her panic took over, and before she knew it, she was scrambling out of the water with wild, frantic movements, heart pounding in her chest. She found a nearby rock to scramble onto, her legs shaking as she stood there, breathless.

Vander’s playful grin instantly dropped, his face turning to one of deep concern. “Y/N?! What happened?” he called, rushing toward her with a furrowed brow, his voice filled with worry. “Are you hurt?”

Y/N was panting, still unable to steady her breath as she looked down at the water, her body trembling as if she expected the fish to leap out after her. “Fish!” she managed to stammer, her voice shaky. “There was—there was a fish!”

Vander’s face softened with concern, his heart sinking at the sight of her panic. He quickly approached her, kneeling down in front of her with an urgency that made his usually calm demeanor falter. “You’re not hurt, right?” he asked gently, his hand reaching out but hesitating just before it touched her shoulder.

Y/N shook her head quickly, though she was still visibly shaken. “I’m fine... I just—” She took a shaky breath, trying to steady herself. “I just don’t like them, Vander. I—I can’t...”

Vander’s heart ached as he processed the depth of her fear. He’d known she was wary of water, but he hadn’t realized it was so intense. Gently, he reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder, offering her a comforting squeeze. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Y/N gave him a small, forced smile, though it was clear she was still recovering. “It’s alright... I just need a minute,” she said, trying to calm her racing heart.

Vander carefully helped guide her away from the water's edge, his hand never leaving her back. He could feel the weight of what had happened, knowing it was supposed to be a fun outing for the whole family—but now, he only wanted to make sure Y/N was okay. The kids had stopped playing, sensing the change in atmosphere, and stood at a distance, unsure of what to do.

“I should’ve been more careful,” Vander muttered under his breath, his brows knitted in guilt. “I didn’t realize it would be this bad.”

Y/N, taking a few steadying breaths, looked up at him, her expression softening. “It’s fine,” she said, her voice more controlled now, though it still held a trace of unease. “I just... I really don’t like fish. It’s nothing personal, I swear.”

Vander exhaled, a sigh of relief, though his worry still lingered. “Next time, I’ll stick to more... fish-free activities, I promise.”

The kids, realizing it wasn’t serious but still wanting to comfort Y/N, gathered around her. Mylo, always the troublemaker, flashed a mischievous grin. “Guess we’ll just have to keep you out of the water next time, huh?”

Y/N laughed, though it was a little shaky at first. “Yeah, I think that’s a good idea,” she agreed, her hand resting on Mylo’s shoulder.

Vander chuckled softly as he stood by her, watching the kids return to their playful antics. His heart was lighter, but he couldn’t shake the nagging feeling of his earlier mistake. He had meant to bring some joy, but now he just wanted to make sure Y/N knew she was safe and that he’d never do something like that again.

“Maybe next time,” Vander suggested with a warm, reassuring smile, “we’ll just take a walk around the lake. No fish involved.”

Y/N nodded, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Next time, I think I’ll stay dry. For everyone’s sake.”

Vander chuckled, the sound full of warmth. He pulled her a little closer, his arm resting around her shoulder. They both watched as the kids continued to splash in the water, their laughter filling the air once more. The day wasn’t ruined—it had just become another reminder of the bond they shared, and how important it was to care for each other.

As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow across the lake, Vander and Y/N stood at the edge together, silently enjoying the peaceful moment. The kids had returned to their fun, but Vander and Y/N had a quiet understanding.

SILCO

The night was thick with tension, the distant hum of Zaun's machinery blending with the occasional clank of metal, a reminder of the industrial heart of the city. The alleys of Zaun felt familiar to Y/N, the familiar scent of oil and rust in the air, yet tonight, there was something off about the air. A strange unease had settled over her as she walked, her footsteps echoing off the damp walls.

"You're not feeling it, are you?" Silco’s voice cut through the silence, as smooth as ever, but with an edge that made Y/N pause.

She turned to find him leaning casually against a wall, his usual calm demeanour concealing the storm that brewed behind his eyes. He was always a mystery to her, a man who ruled Zaun with cold precision, but there was something comforting about his presence. He was different with her—less guarded, even if he rarely showed it.

"Feeling what?" she asked, her voice betraying the slightest hint of hesitation.

"The pressure," Silco replied cryptically. "You're tense. Uncomfortable."

She looked away, focusing on a flickering streetlamp as her unease deepened. The truth was, she hated being near the water. Ever since she was a child, she'd been haunted by a fear she couldn’t shake, the irrational terror of fish. The sight of their glistening scales and sharp teeth paralyzed her with anxiety.

"I remember the first time I saw you like this," Silco continued, stepping closer but keeping a careful distance, his gaze sharp yet warm. "You froze when we passed by that vendor with the tanks of fish. I never took you for one to freeze at something so trivial."

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat, the memory of the last time she'd been near water flooding her mind. She had tried to be brave, to push through the dread when a fish tank in a shop window had caught her eye, but her heart had raced, and her body had frozen. She had felt trapped in the moment, her breath shallow and her limbs heavy, unwilling to move, to breathe. Silco had been there, watching from a distance, but she hadn't been able to stop the panic.

She remembered the way he had approached her after, his presence like a quiet anchor, his steady eyes never judging, only waiting. His silence had been the only thing that kept her from breaking down in that moment.

"I don’t know how you do it," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "I can’t even look at a fish without freezing. It’s like they’re watching me. Waiting for me to slip."

Silco studied her for a moment, his eyes narrowing as if considering his next words carefully. He was a man of few words, but when he did speak, it was never without purpose. "You think I don’t have fears, too?" he asked, his voice low and filled with something deeper than just the question. "I’ve seen the depths of this city, the monsters that lurk beneath the surface. I’ve learned to live with them, control them. But I never forget they’re there."

His words struck her harder than she expected. For a long time, Y/N had thought of Silco as invincible, a man who was beyond the reach of ordinary fears and weaknesses. But hearing him speak so candidly about his own struggles—his own demons—made him seem more human, more real. It made her wonder if the fears that bound her could ever be understood by someone like him.

Y/N shifted uneasily, the tension palpable between them. She had never shared this part of herself with anyone—not even Viktor or Jayce, who knew most of her other vulnerabilities. To let someone in this far was frightening, but Silco wasn’t just anyone. He was the man who had seen her at her weakest, and yet, never once had he shown pity. It was his strength in that silence that had kept her steady.

"You think I’m weak because of it?" she asked, her voice edged with self-doubt. She was afraid that in confessing her deepest fear, she might lose the respect she had fought so hard to keep.

Silco’s expression softened, but only for a moment. “No. In fact, it’s your strength to confront your fear that fascinates me. Most run from it."

There was a strange intensity to his gaze, the way he saw right through her, peeling back layers she had worked so hard to keep hidden. For a brief moment, Y/N forgot about the fear that had held her captive for so long, and all that was left was the way Silco made her feel: seen, understood, and somehow, not so alone.

"You don’t have to face it alone," Silco added, his voice low, almost a growl. His words carried a promise, a subtle invitation. "The world has a way of throwing things at us. Things we fear. But we can fight them together, if you want."

His offer was like a lifeline, something she hadn’t expected from a man like Silco. She had always seen him as distant, hardened by the brutality of his world, but in this moment, there was something softer, a side of him that she wasn’t sure he even knew he had. It was tempting. More than tempting—it was everything she had ever wanted in a world that had often felt too cold to be vulnerable in.

Y/N nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. It was terrifying to face her fears, but there was something oddly reassuring in the idea that maybe, just maybe, she didn’t have to do it on her own. With Silco by her side, the thought of confronting her fear didn’t seem quite as impossible.

"I’m not asking you to fix me," Y/N said quietly, her voice filled with resolve. "I just… I just want to try. I want to be stronger than this."

Silco’s lips twitched in a rare, fleeting smile. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to let her know that her words had meant something to him. "Then try. You’ll find that when you face the things that haunt you, they lose their power."

The air between them shifted, and for the first time that night, the tension seemed to ease. In that moment, Y/N realized that beneath the surface of their lives, full of fear and uncertainty, was something far stronger—a bond she hadn’t expected to find, but now couldn't imagine living without.

"Thanks," she said softly, the words hanging in the air like a promise, a weight they both understood.

"Anytime," Silco replied, his gaze still lingering on her, knowing that their path forward would not be without its trials. But with him, at least, she wouldn’t have to face it alone. And that, in itself, was a form of victory. Together, they would face whatever came, whether it be the monsters beneath the surface or the fears that threatened to drown them. With Silco at her side, Y/N felt a strange sense of peace, as if, for the first time, she could breathe without the suffocating weight of her fear.

POWDER/JINX

It was late in the evening, and the glow of Zaun’s ever-present industrial lights cast long shadows against the grimy walls. Y/N had grown accustomed to the chaotic, buzzing city over the years. The constant hum of machinery, the clattering of metal against metal, and the sharp stench of burning oils and chemicals had become background noise. But there was something else about Zaun that still unsettled her—something that had been with her for as long as she could remember.

It wasn’t the noise or the smell. No, for Y/N, the thing that haunted her the most was the gnawing fear of fish.

Her ichthyophobia had started when she was younger, back in Zaun’s deep, grimy canals where the water was never clear and the fish were twisted things—scavengers that fed on the waste of the city. She had never been fond of the water, but the sight of those strange, flickering creatures swimming in the muck was enough to make her heart race. It wasn’t just the appearance of them—it was the way they slithered, the way they moved, and the way their eyes always seemed to follow her.

As much as she tried to block out the occasional fishy odor that lingered in the air from time to time, it still managed to creep up on her. The stench that came from the damp alleys or through the cracks in the walls would twist her stomach in knots, and no amount of distractions could make it go away. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d told anyone about her fear, and honestly, she didn’t think it was something she’d ever admit. In a city like Zaun, showing weakness could get you killed, and she wasn’t about to risk that for something as silly as fish.

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Today, though, she'd ventured deeper into the heart of Zaun, looking for materials she needed to continue her work. Jayce had warned her to be careful, but Y/N was beyond taking it easy. She’d spent enough time hiding in Piltover or in the Academy, and today she just needed to get her hands dirty. So, she navigated the maze of streets, past the smoky factories and underground markets, until she found herself in an area that still felt wild, untamed, and full of danger.

It was there that she encountered Jinx, the whirlwind of chaos and mischief that had become an unexpected, yet oddly fitting, part of her life. Jinx was always unpredictable, always bouncing from one extreme to the next. She wasn’t someone Y/N had ever really expected to be friends with, but over the years, they’d grown to know each other. Jinx’s chaotic nature seemed to balance out Y/N’s more grounded demeanor, and despite everything, there was a strange understanding between them.

“Boom! Surprise!” Jinx shouted from behind, and before Y/N could turn around, a loud pop echoed through the air, followed by a strange squelching sound.

Y/N spun around, her heart leaping into her throat, only to find Jinx holding a fish—big, slimy, and wriggling like it was a prize she’d just won.

“Whoa! You scared the heck out of me!” Y/N gasped, pressing her hand to her chest as her mind raced to calm itself.

Jinx stood in front of her, grinning wildly, her usual manic energy unmistakable. “Oops! My bad!” she said with a giggle. “But hey, you’re looking a little tense! I thought you’d love a little bit of fun!”

Y/N, her eyes still wide, quickly looked at the wriggling creature in Jinx’s arms. Her stomach dropped, and her hands shook slightly as her throat tightened. The fish's scales shimmered under the dim light, its tail flicking in the air like it could leap at her any second. It was exactly the kind of fish she hated—the ones that looked like they could crawl out of the water and into her world.

Instinctively, Y/N took a few steps back, her eyes never leaving the writhing creature.

Jinx tilted her head, noticing the subtle shift in Y/N’s posture. The grin on her face faltered, replaced with curiosity. “Hey, what’s up with you? You look like you saw a ghost or something.” She wiggled the fish in front of Y/N as if it were some sort of prize. “You don’t like my new friend?”

Y/N’s heart pounded in her chest. She tried to swallow, but her throat felt dry. “Uh... no, it’s not that,” she said quickly, forcing out the words. “I just... I don’t really like fish.”

Jinx’s grin grew wider, but there was something else in her eyes now—a little flicker of understanding. “Ohh, I see! Fishy-wishy got you all freaked out!” she teased, but her tone wasn’t mocking. There was no laughter in it, just a light-hearted curiosity.

Y/N’s breath hitched, and she could feel herself retreating inward. “Yeah, something like that…” Her voice trailed off, unwilling to admit how much it actually terrified her.

For a long moment, there was silence between them. Y/N couldn’t bring herself to look away from the fish, which seemed to mock her by wriggling closer to her feet. The smell of the creature wasn’t helping her nausea.

But then, to her surprise, Jinx paused. The manic energy that always seemed to buzz around her flickered just for a moment. Jinx lowered the fish to the ground, watching it flop around uselessly on the dirt and grime of the alley.

“Okay, okay, no fish for you,” Jinx said, her voice softer than usual, though still with that edge of mischief. “I get it. No fishy-wishy today.”

Y/N exhaled, her shoulders relaxing just a little. The tension that had been gripping her was starting to ease, but she still couldn’t shake the lingering discomfort in her chest. She’d never told anyone about her fear before. It always felt so... ridiculous. But there was Jinx, someone she knew to be unpredictable, not always kind, and still, she had been more considerate than Y/N expected.

“Thanks, Jinx,” Y/N said, her voice quiet but sincere. “I really appreciate it.”

Jinx’s grin returned, broader and more mischievous than ever. “No problem, Y/N! You’re safe with me. No fish gonna hurt you. You’re my friend, after all!” she said, giving Y/N a playful shove.

Y/N chuckled, shaking her head, feeling the last bit of tension slide away. “Yeah, I’ll take your word for it. And, uh, maybe something a little less... explosive next time?”

Jinx made a dramatic pout, crossing her arms over her chest, but it was all an act. “Lame!” she exclaimed, bouncing on her heels. “Fine, I’ll keep it low-key. But I can’t promise no bangs in the future!”

Y/N shook her head, laughing softly as Jinx took off down the street, skipping like a child, her infectious energy carrying her away.

As Y/N continued her walk through the streets of Zaun, the weight of the encounter stayed with her. Jinx had shown her a side of herself that Y/N hadn’t expected—a surprising kindness buried underneath all the chaos. It wasn’t much, but for the first time in a long while, Y/N felt a little less alone in Zaun. She didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but for now, she could breathe a little easier, knowing that not everything in this city was as harsh as it seemed.

In a world where survival meant toughness, Y/N had learned something new: sometimes, kindness came from the most unexpected places—and maybe, just maybe, that could be enough to change things.

[averagemoxxiestan]

Omg- pls write something more about Josh x alien/e.t.!reader

Like imagine your just a cute green alien gremlin girl who landed on earth and is like-

“I WANT THAT ONE” >:D

“😨”

I honestly love aliens! One of my favorite mythological creatures ‼️

Reader is seen as having no gender or gender neutral until said otherwise

You were pretty popular from the start. Your spaceship crashed in the street in the middle of the night and the loud noise woke a lot of people up, except for Josh.

Josh soon woke up when the sun rose and then he saw you in the corner of his room, staring, which freaked him out and he tried to cover himself with his blanket but could still feel your gaze on him

He went to his mom and told her about you but she didn’t believe him at first, that was until you appeared right next to her and said hello in your alien language (she almost passed out.)

They help you try to blend in and try to make it seem like you’re a foreigner but it’s kind of hard when you keep getting curious about stuff and wander off easily

You have a tail, like animals, it matches how you’re feeling and your emotions. (You are happy almost all the time.)

Josh told his friends about you on accident due to him being sleep deprived since he was trying to get you to sleep (you have a very irregular sleep schedule) they thought he was joking or delirious until they went over to his house one day and saw you eating out of the fridge

They think you’re really cool 😼

You watch tv 24/7 because Josh wants you to try and learn the English language and you don’t mind because you get to watch colorful characters be silly on the screen

Bill and Pete definitely teach you how to say the most out of pocket shit. Like, imagine Bill dragging you to his friends and Bill is like ‘E.T.!Reader has something to say’ with the most smug evil look on his face and then you just say a slur

Bill is the type to manipulate you since you have no idea how humans work

Josh likes that you try to calm him down whenever he’s angry, you just wrap you cool temp body around his and coo at him in your alien language

Gum is your favorite snack

You have telekinesis. Josh found out when he was trying to look for something and you noticed him struggling to crouch down and get back up again, so you lifted all the furniture with your powers

You killed someone once but it was on accident! they were a bully and Josh taught you that bullies aren’t good people and should be punished, so you broke into the bullies house and melted their face off

(The form you are in is to appease to the human eye, your actual form will make them fearful of you.)

Your sweat has a slimy texture to it so whenever someone tries to touch you, all they can feel is something slimy. (Jerry had the unfortunate experience of trying to tap you on the shoulder why you were sweating)

You seem very weak but your are very very strong, you picked Josh up without a struggle and even ran while he was in your arms

Josh’s mom loves you and loves how kind you are, she finds you very helpful

You are fascinated about the human body.

Josh once caught you staring at him while he was sleeping and almost pissed himself

Done!! I hope y’all like this one because I didn’t have many ideas for it 😋

K bye (might post something for Valentine’s Day)

[doubledeadstudio]

Hey! Hope you’re having a great day

My question is that for any/ all of your games, do you have any cut content? As in like, events, concepts, characters, backgrounds, dialogue, etc etc that were originally meant to be in the game but for one reason or another was cut out from the final product? If so, why were they cut?

This question is deeply exciting to me, and the answer is: Tons and tons. (I won't mention the ones that could be spoilery about future plot developments.)

Reanimated Heart

Cut content:

I think the most memorable one is Black's HATE tattoo around his collarbones. As I developed the game, I started disliking the design, so I switched to seraph wings. A lot of people wanted it back, so I moved it to his abs.

Got a lot of complaints about the usage of "guy/dude" in a gender neutral way from women, lol. I just scrubbed most of those instances from the script now.

Florentin was supposed to be the 4th LI in Reanimated Heart. He was supposed to be the doctor that had the potion to reanimate Black. I still wanted to do something with him, so you got Pygmalion's Folly. (This was so early on that there isn't even concept art.)

Another early concept thing... You were supposed to be able to choose from three different backgrounds for the MC, like you were a former criminal, etc. I thought it was restrictive, so I cut it early.

Crux had a rotating last name for a while, hence why he didn't have a last name on the Itch page, lol. He's the kid of two OCs, but I didn't like the last name Knight for him? I didn't think it was fitting. I like the current one.

Vin's second romance scene was already pre-written. MC was supposed to have nightmares about him. I thought it was pretty unexciting, so I re-did it to the current one, which I'm extremely proud of.

Crux's third romance scene was supposed to be the "date", and he takes MC to an abandoned theme park. I then realized I didn't want to draw an abandoned theme park for one romance scene.

Crux's "date" scene was supposed to be him taking MC at a cafe and interrogating them and remembering all their answers in a really dynamic sort of way? I didn't think it was worth it to code, so I scrapped it.

I was going to do a point and click feature where random scenes would have something "hidden" in the background, and they'd be part of an easter egg hunt that your chosen LI will give you. That was too weird to code, so I scrapped it.

I got suggested an animal sidekick that gives you hints and stuff... I played with the idea for a bit, but decided it didn't fit the tone.

Content I might cut in the future:

Redoing the prologue. "Might" is an understatement. I'll be redoing it in a more simplified manner, which is easier to read.

I'm really thinking of cutting the MC character creator. Most of the complaints I get are from people demanding different, really specific skin tones. One of them even hatebombed my other games. Not great.

It's hard to get in contact with my programmer, so I'm thinking of lessening the item shop's presence in the future or redoing it entirely. It's sad to lose the beautiful current iteration, but I just don't know how to code it myself.

Might change the Chapter 1 title and art...

Another Rose in His Garden

Cut Content:

There was going to be a "Cheating" route with Abel and Calvin where you end up with Calvin, and he traps Abel in his office and start removing his body parts and replacing them with mechanical parts. That was a wild one, lmao.

Pygmalion's Folly

Cut Content:

Originally, I was going to have Emily specifically be a third ghoul... but I couldn't really justify that, honestly.

There was supposed to be a part where MC could call his police station by stealing his/Flor's phone, but I thought it was a boring ending.

There was supposed to be a vivisection sex scene but I couldn't justify it with the short time frame. Maybe the DLC?

[class1akids]

Not that I don't entirely agree with your take, but I kinda feel like you're over-exaggerating just how Uraraka's "good' treatment is and that it might mostly be misdirected anger?

Like sure her fight with Toga was one of the most well-treated moments of final arc and 431 was unnecessarily centered around her, which sucks because we had more important things to focus on, but honestly I don't think her having it kinda good at the very end of the story makes up for how her character was paid dust for the majority of the anime/manga and how she wasn't allowed to exist in any substantial way beside being the Female Lead™

Like I understand talking about lets say Bakugou or Endeavor (which you do a lot for the later and I respect that) in the way you do, but Uraraka? That poor girl isn't the first person that comes to mind when I think about characters receiving special treatment form the anime or Horikoshi.

Precisely because Uraraka's arc is such a nothingburger for most of the manga, I find it excrutiating how much the epilogue focuses on her so overwhelmingly. She has more panel time than Bakugo and Shoto added together. This is not only about 431. We didn't need 2 out of the 7 epilogue chapters focus on Uraraka. We didn't need more panel time dedicated to Uraraka's shoe in 431 than most Class A characters. We didn't need most of the Volume 42 corrections to be adding more fat to the Uraraka scenes - there were plenty of scenes that needed more corrections or additions. And we certainly didn't need 431 try to convince us how Uraraka is saving the world with a fluffy counselling program, while her higher ranked classmates are all uselessly dying out as a profession.

I also feel a certain meanness how Horikoshi tried to draw Uraraka extra beautiful in 431, while for example, Monoma who pushed her out of the Top 10 got a controversial adult design, along with other male characters (e.g. Shouto).

I think it's normal if fans who stayed around or supported the manga for other characters wanted to see more focused balance, wanted to see their fave succeed and not be used as a cheerleader for Uraraka-sama (like Tsuyu or the UA Big 3 are). It creates resentment and gives a bad impression of Horikoshi, who just decides that now at the end, he can throw away the popular characters who contributed so much the popularity of the franchise.

The anime also gives Uraraka special treatment. I mentioned the OP of S6, but as a Shouto fan I will never forgive bones for cutting scenes from Shouto's climax and cutting the Rising title, while at the same time adding anime-only scenes to the Togachako fight, with the director admitted that she sabotaged Shouto's episode so the emotional emphasis can be on Uraraka, instead of adapting both contents with honesty and let the fans decide. That's not her place.

And yes, I'm angry for all the crappy merch where they insert Uraraka into Shouto-merch to push her, where they force blind merch on fans because she doesn't sell that well. I do feel that Horikoshi was resenting the fandom for not liking Uraraka as much as he does and the epilogue is his pettiness on display as he denies the content fans wanted (like bkdk talk, Shouto getting comfort or hugs from his family, the only hero agency we see is Uraraka's, etc.) for the end.

I compare this with the ending of Haikyuu, where Furadate made sure to give us little glimpses of all the characters post-timeskip, gave all the main ones dedicated chapters and most importantly made everyone feel valid and important for the choices they made.

I feel like Horikoshi is only paying lip service to being grateful to his fans and was not at all interested in giving an uplifting good-bye to his fans in general, only certain fans. And Act 3 Uraraka is the embodiment of this attitude.

The truth is, it's his fault to never committing a theme to Uraraka's character, never making an actual arc for her - always just putting her on unearned pedestals, with fluffy content. Pushing her character so hard in the end just leads to resentment and a feeling of betrayal.

[kawoala]

sorry, wrong number! — tanaka ryuunosuke. chapter seven; chrome tf up.

contents word count; 2,353. UNSAFE DRIVING PRACTICES; i do not endorse having more people than seats in a car while driving, please be safe. piercings. profanity. weird laugh nishinoya supremacy. making fun of kuroo’s age… again. oh also, kagehina implied.

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“Well, that was bad.”

You can barely resist the urge to roll your eyes. “Yeah, no shit. I can’t believe I talked all that shit just for us to lose. Horribly.”

Nekoma lost. Somehow, they managed to lose 25-12 in both sets. They didn’t need to play a third because of their loss in the first two. The whole team had walked to the locker room dejected, but Karasuno had practically skipped into theirs with delight.

Tetsuro leans against the wall, and you mirror his actions, crossing your arms over your chest. Just down the hall, you can faintly hear the song Sticky playing on a speaker, paired with a few voices screaming along to the lyrics. It makes you want to roll your eyes even more. Cocky sons of—

“It wasn’t that bad,” Tetsuro tries to argue, shrugging his shoulders. “Kenma had a few good sets. ‘Tora  looked like he was working overtime. I bet he’ll feel that shit tomorrow.”

You don’t answer. Your eyes are trained on a poster in front of you, of the volleyball team. You take a few steps closer and scan the paper—not looking for Tanaka. But, your eyes do happen to land on him, and you don’t look away.

If you’re going to be honest, he looks stupid. His grin is too wide and his eyes are squinted shut and his chin is pointed up and his biceps aren’t even that big so you don’t know why he’s flexing and—

“Ramen? Again? Brother, you gotta get some real food in you, or you’re going to keel over and die. Seriously. I bet Saeko will make us some food tonight.”

It doesn’t sound familiar, but you know who it is. It doesn’t sound like how you pictured it to sound, but you know it’s Tanaka’s raspy voice bouncing off the walls. 

And when you try to look in his direction, you can’t.

It’s like your feet are cemented to the ground, head stuck in one place. You’re not even staring at the poster anymore, just spacing off into the wall. You don’t know why you’re suddenly so nervous, but you hate it.

“Kuroo? Holy shit, no wa—” The voice cuts out and somehow you know his eyes are on you. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?”

The cringe that shoots through your body is enough to shake you from your nervous state. Your face scrunches up and you turn around to finally look at him. “What are you, an anime character?”

He opens his mouth, probably for some stupid retort, but his words die on his tongue. For a long, stretched out moment, he just stares at you.

Awkwardly, you clear your throat. “What? Do I have something on my face?” He shakes his head and you look away, nodding once. “Okay, cool.”

“Dude, you’re being lame as shit right now.” A whisper, a different voice. Tanaka makes a sound of pain and from your peripheral vision, you can see Nishinoya elbow him in the stomach. “Chrome the fuck up.”

Tanaka scoffs, but it kind of turns into a snicker. “So, uh,” he clears his throat, shifting his backpack on his shoulders, “what are we waiting for? Aren’t you guys coming to my house? For Saeko, or whatever?”

“Kenma,” you and Tetsuro say at the same time. You share a glance, then shake your head. “We’re waiting for Kenma,” you say. “He takes forever in the locker room.”

Tanaka nods, rocking on his heels awkwardly.

The situation almost makes you laugh. Tanaka was so brave over text, and now? He’s acting like a middle schooler. You have to look down at the ground so they don’t see the smile on your face.

Finally—finally—Kenma comes out of the locker room, bag slung over his shoulder, eyes glued to his phone. What an iPad kid.

“You’re such an iPad kid,” Tetsuro says, rolling his eyes. “We’ve been waiting for, like, fifteen minutes. How difficult is it to change clothes?”

“I’m a minor, please stop talking to me.” Kenma doesn’t even look up from his phone. You snicker slightly and bump his shoulder as he walks past. At that, he looks up. “Are we leaving, or what?”

“If by leaving you mean going to Tanaka’s, then yes.” You nod, then look over at Tanaka and smile. “Well? Lead the way.”

You don’t know how or why, but somehow you pick up two more kids on your way out: Hinata, Kenma’s orange-haired friend, and Kageyama, Hinata’s freakishly quiet friend. Though, you use the term friend loosely, because you don’t think they can really be friends when Kageyama looks at him like that.

And then, somehow, Tanaka convinces everyone to pile up into one car. Seven people in a five-seater car. Tanaka is driving, you’re sitting in the passenger seat, and Nishinoya and Hinata are sitting on the ground in the backseat, while the other three sit in the actual seats. It’s not safe, by any means, but it is fun when a good song starts playing and everyone starts belting the lyrics. They’re all yelling over each other, Tanaka can barely keep his eyes on the road, the two on the floor are complaining about their backs, Tetsuro keeps saying that they’re going to get pulled over, and you haven’t stopped laughing since you got in the car.

You keep glancing over at Tanaka, though not on purpose. It’s like there’s a string that keeps pulling you towards him, a feeling you’ve never felt before. He’s so . . . in his element. He’s making people laugh, surrounded by friends—this is what being truly confident in yourself looks like. And he has that right, to be 100% confident. Admittedly, you watched him on the court more than you watched your own team. There’s something so enticing about him. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him.

Eventually, you make it to his house. It’s a small house, but it’s nice. The inside isn’t decorated too much, but there are quite a few pictures hanging on the walls and sitting on various end tables and cabinets. Tanaka and his sister when they were younger, them and their dad at theme parks, school pictures—you can’t help but notice the lack of a mother in the pictures. You press your lips together and stop looking at them.

All of the boys pile into the house and it suddenly hits you that you’re hanging out with a bunch of teenage boys. You scrunch your nose up and quietly sigh. Where’s Saeko when you need her?

“Saeko! Your client is here!” Tanaka’s voice is much too loud for how close everyone is to him, but he doesn’t seem to care. When no one calls back to him, he takes a deep breath and shouts louder. “Saeko!”

The sound of a door crashing open echoes throughout the house, then stomps coming from further inside the house. You’re all still standing by the front door, talking about different things. 

“What do you want, you little twerp?” A voice rings out. Saeko. You smile at the name calling. “I try to have a little peace and quiet while you’re gone and—“ she stops talking when she comes into view. “Oh.” She blinks a few times, taking in the teenagers in front of her. “Yeah, thanks for telling me we had guests, Ryuu.” She smiles sarcastically and you snicker. You love her already.

“Hi,” you say, bowing slightly. “I’m Y/n, it’s nice to meet you. Thank you for, uh, agreeing to pierce me? It was very nice of you—especially since it was such short notice.”

“Oh, I like you.” She smiles and hums. “Also, please don’t bow. I’m older than you, but I’m not old. Just treat me like a friend. Actually, we’re friends now. You can call me Sae. Come on, let’s get this shit set up.”

She turns on her heel and begins to walk the way she came from. You glance back at Tetsuro and raise your brows. He shakes his head and sighs dramatically. “Mom is so going to kill us,” he mumbles.

And then your eyes unconsciously flit to Tanaka. You’re half-surprised to see that he’s already looking at you, a small, crooked smile on his face. You can feel your face heat up and you look away. It’s so pathetic how he makes you feel. You follow Saeko’s footsteps, to where you think she went.

You find her in the bathroom, where a few piercing tools are laid out on the sink. You swallow hard upon seeing them.

“It’ll be fine,” Saeko reassures as she pulls on a pair of black medical gloves. She pops a bubble with the gum you didn’t know she was chewing. “You look like a tough cookie.”

There’s a stampede of footsteps down the hallway that stops right before the door. You turn around to find all the boys staring into the bathroom, eyes wide.

“Hey! Don’t you guys know what privacy is? Jesus, get outta here!” Saeko flails her arm in their direction and a few of them flinch.

“No, no. It’s okay!” You reassure, laughing a little. “They can stay, I don’t mind. But if they make fun of me for crying like a baby, will you kick their asses for me?”

She snickers, and nods. “Hell yeah.”

One of them audibly swallows and a wave of laughter rolls over the boys. You laugh too, glancing at Tanaka to see him smile. Jesus, you are so screwed.

“Okay.” Saeko claps her hands together and sighs quickly. “Can you sit on the counter for me? I have to sanitize your nose.”

You nod, not hesitating to hop up on the sink. She wipes your nose down with an alcohol wipe. It kind of burns, but you don’t say anything. She tells you that the instruments she’s using are sanitized, which is why they’re in a bag.

And then she puts a dot on your nostril, where she’s going to pierce. You look in the mirror, check the placement, and accidentally catch Tanaka’s eyes. He gives you a small, encouraging smile and it really does calm you down. 

“Looks perfect,” you say to Saeko, smiling nervously. “In your professional opinion, how much will this hurt?”

“Not at all.” She shakes her head. That doesn’t really help much, though, because she has about thirteen visible piercings and you’re sure her pain tolerance is much higher than yours. She puts the clamp in place and raises her brows. “Ready?”

You glance to the doorway, where all the boys have worried looks on their face, and take a deep breath, letting your eyes fall shut. You keep them like that and say, “as I’ll ever be.”

The next few seconds seem to pass in slow motion. You can’t see anything, but you can sense her hand coming closer to your face. The needle touches your skin and you almost flinch, but resist. There’s a sharp pain and then—

“I’m gonna put in the jewelry now, ‘kay?”

There’s some more jostling of the clamp and then something else slides into place. The clamp leaves your nose and then you can no longer feel her hands by your face.

Slowly, you peel your eyes open. Saeko is smiling at you, wide and almost unhinged. “All done,” she says. “Take a look.”

You turn around and look in the mirror once again, the blue dot now replaced by a stud. There’s redness, but no blood. You turn your head a little, looking at it from the side and from the front. It looks good—you look good.

A small giggle escapes your mouth and you smile, wider than ever. “Oh my god,” you mumble. You turn back to Saeko and laugh. “My mom is going to kill me.”

“You look so cute, though,” she shakes her head, pressing her lips together. “Maybe if you wear a Kakashi-style mask, she won’t notice.”

“A sheisty, if you will.” It’s the first time Tanaka has spoken in a while, but his comment gets a giggle out of you and makes him smile. God, that stupid, stupid smile. 

“If you will,” Nishinoya repeats, doubling over in laughter. Was it really that funny? His laugh is weird and loud and so ridiculous that everyone else starts laughing. When you laugh with them, you feel like you’re where you belong.

“Okay, who’s hungry?” Saeko asks, halting the laughter of everyone. Simultaneously, everyone’s hands shoot up in the air. “Right. I’m cooking for a small army, got it.”

The food Saeko makes is ridiculously good. The boys practically eat the Tanaka’s out of house and home with how much they consume. The table is completely full, more laughter filling the house.

You belatedly realize that Tanaka is really funny. You also realize that, yeah, you like him. And it’s not some huge moment, where time slows down and a romantic song plays in the background. 

You realize it as he looks at you, smiling, and you snort out a laugh when you spot some food stuck in his braces.

“What? What’s so funny? I didn’t even say anything.”

“You have—” you can’t even finish your sentence. You gesture to your mouth, hoping he gets the hint, but he just tilts his head. “There’s— oh my god.”

He laughs too, but it sounds more confused than yours. “You’re starting to freak me out, Y/n. What are you laughing at?”

“There’s food in your braces!” You finally manage to say. You have to set down your bowl so you don’t spill anything—that’s how hard you’re laughing.

His face turns bright red and he moves so fast that he spills his bowl of food all over his lap. He stands up quickly, hissing at how hot it is. And, of course, that only makes you laugh harder. 

And then it hits you. You like this kid. You like his stupid jokes and his stupid smile and his stupid braces and the stupid way he moves on the court and the stupid way he’s able to make you laugh so easily.

You are so astronomically fucked.

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