#modern au or not I love and hate him so much he means sm to me

[voidcat]

PLEASEEE think about making out with bestfriend!narumi 😞🙏 just the way hes borderline desperate to get his hands on you and feel your hands squeeze his shoulders before running down his back just like that one night where you two got intimate that he hasnt stopped thinking about since

Best friend Narumi is sooo down bad on astronomical levels it’s EMBARRASSING so he tries to play it off.. to act cool and nonchalant but ofc he fails, he Is his own worse enemy after all

He sees you with a fellow classmate across the yard one day, both attentions directed on the same thing and deep in thought and tries to push the green away when he sees how your shoulders bump, how one of you will stand up to show and explain with broad gestures, often brushing against the other, arm going over their head, leaning against them to reach something et cetera… he is fuming, he doesn’t even take that class- hell, he didn’t even see who that is you are with just yet but it feels odd, to see you hunched up over an assignment in somewhere that is Not your room, with someone that is Not him you’re brainstorming and get touchy with…

He tries to swallow it all down and walk away. Dont think about how your grip on him was firm and keeping him grounded, how your scent was so mesmerizing he ended up taking in a desk breath every time he dove in for a kiss, how one hand of yours wandered down freely, brushing against the back of his knee, just slightly and soft long grazing against the skin with your nail, how you press your lips against his skin and your hands squeeze his shoulders- as a way of reassurance, saying “I am here” and slowly going down, down and down, applying enough pressure to make him aware of your presence but not hard enough to draw blood.

The thought has him choking on his breath every single time- does he? Does he not? Narumi cannot help but admit to himself in the darkest deepest moments at four in the morning, pitch black comforting darkness of his room that he imagines how you will bite into his lip with such fervor while kissing and suck in the thick liquid reddening his lips—

A firm hand suddenly lands in his shoulder, giving him a light squeeze and he is brought back to earth. Turning, he sees Tachibana with his usual glee and aloof air, talking mostly to himself. Silently cursing his mind off, Narumi does his best to push the thoughts of you plaguing his mind away and get to whatever it is Tachibana showed up to remind him off, groaning about the possible upcoming workload…

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

I love your writing sm <33. I was wondering if you do greasers gang with androgynous s/o? (Kinda like angel from everyone hates Chris) If you don't like the idea, feel free to ignore this 🫶🏽

I get what you mean! I’m non binary and pretty androgynous most of the time/switching from masc to fem and thank you so much for the compliment and yeah I love this idea!!

The Gang x Androgynous!GN! S/O!!!

Ponyboy Curtis

-he thought you were super interesting

-he loved your androgynous look

-he thought is was super cool that you could do all sorts of things

-masc and fem, fem, masc, or neither

-he also gets being made fun of for being different

-but the thinks you’re way too good for him and too cool to talk to him

-but one day you guys get assigned to do a class project together

-and actually get along pretty well and become good friends

-he’s one of the few greasers that wouldn’t need to be in a modern au to respect your identity and pronouns

-he ends up eventually asking you out

-he’s super supportive of you and always tries to learn more about you

Johnny Cade

-you rocked his world when he saw you

-he thought you and your style was pretty unique and tuff

-he immediately couldn’t tell what your gender was, which intrigued him

-you mastered both so well

-you seemed too superior, too good for gender (relatable 😏😎 jk mostly)

-but he’s too scared to actually go up and talk to you

-until one day you’re being made fun of by some other grease gang

-and he stands up for you, and you’re pretty grateful

-and you both start talking

-eventually you end up dating

-he’s supportive and even gives into the more androgynous look himself

-like I think he might start wearing eyeliner or sum, trying to mix a bit of fem into his outfits

-ok i will say this every time but JOHNNY CADE IN EYELINER I NEED IT IN MY LIFE

-I think he’s the most androgynous greaser himself in general

Sodapop Curtis

-he loves your style

-it’s so cool and he wishes he could be more like that

-but he’s too scared about what others will think

-and he really admires you

-he’s surprised when he finds his eyes trailing off you whenever you leave the DX after buying something

-pretty soon after talking about you to Steve he realizes he likes you

-so he gets to know you and asks questions about your style

-he LOVES how you can be neither masc nor fem, or both

-you can switch in the blink of an eye

-it keeps him on his toes

-pretty soon you end up dating

-soooo cute together yall are always showering eachother in praise and compliments

Darry Curtis

-he’s a traditional guy

-so seeing you

-rocks his world a bit

-I mean he can’t tell if you’re a broad or guy

-and that is fascinating to him. And terrifying

-he’s a little wary of you at first

-but eventually grows to really admire you

-and after some encouragement from pony and soda he finally starts up a conversation

-pretty soon you two start dating and are really good for eachother

-pony and soda love you

Dallas Winston

-he probably went up to you

-made some rude ass transphobic joke

-and it took him by surprise when you kicked him hard in the nuts

-he kinda respected after that

-he sort of expected you to be weak because of how you dressed

-he actually started being friends with you

-and protecting you from bullies

-eventually he asks you out and for once in his life he’s nervous

-you grin and say yes

-you guys are such a surprising couple everyone sees you and is like

how tf did that happen

Two Bit Mathews

-he actually loves your style

-he makes jokes about it because

-it’s two bit

-what do you expect

-but they come across as actual questions too 💀😭

-“So what gender did you decide on today?”

-“If I were you I’d be panicked over what restroom to use…”

-“So do I need to call you a bastard or bitch?”

-but he’s so silly

-at first you’re offended by some of his jokes but then you realize he’s not genuinely transphobic it’s his nature

-and you start roasting him back

-when you start dating you guys are such soulmates

-everyone ships you two and the banter you have in class if fuckin COMICAL

Steve Randle

-he’s surprised to say the least

-he’s used to heavy gender stereotypes

-so whenever you walk into his life

-showing up looking like a doll one day

-a mafia boss on the other

-it trips him up

-it’s kind of confusing for him at first and he may act sort of cold and unsure towards you

-but after a while he gets used to it

-and actually tried getting to know you instead of judging how you look

-and you’re actually a super cool person and it makes him appreciate your identity and style so much more

-soon he realizes he feels a bit more than friendly for you

-and asks you out

-he’s really protective and anyone who says shit about your style can find their tires slashed the next day 😊

[allisluv]

Omg Peeta x reader where it's like that one audio from TikTok "I can't believe it's you and me and me and you, just us… and your friend Steve!" Au where Peeta and Gale are best friends (I hate the love triangle sm because they have so much bff potential) and Gale is just Steve from the audio, constantly third wheeling on their dates 😭 Like if it's modern au he comes over for their movie nights or if it's in the Panem au he would come over to the bakery and not take the hints that Peeta and reader want some alone time, but not in like a rude way, yk what I mean 😭

PS pls headcanons form, I didn't specify it and I would LOVE to see you write for Peeta, I don't really like him until they get to CF arena and from then on he's an okay dude but he really has some moments that make me love him (the fan base can be pretty toxic bc I stan Gale and ship Everthrone tho :()

i love this request anon! everyone is welcome on my page, regardless of whether i agree with their opinions or not, so don't worry!! <3

in my opinion, gale is very autistic!coded (and i can go into detail if you need me too) so i think him missing the social cues is very very on the nose 😭

peeta would be too kind to tell gale to leave you two alone, so he's waiting it out and shooting you apologetic smiles throughout your day.

gale is definitely the type of person to invite himself along on your dates and complain when you two act like a couple LMAO

even when you do drop hints, they just fly over his head. like dude is the definition of oblivious

so in order to get some time alone, peeta works around gales schedule. if he's working in the mines, peeta will steal you away for a romantic dinner or a day out in the meadow <3

[likesunsetorange]

Eren! 12 - 21 & 23

character ask game

i think you meant 12 through 21? either way the more the merrier LOL (also feel free to send me other characters besides em LOL from any show thats in my lil pinned post tbh!!!)

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

in canon — i think eren harbors a lot of self loathing and when him and mikasa go to the cabin, he finds it really hard to believe that she truly forgives him for all of his transgressions, so it's hard for him to accept that a lot of it is real (kind of makes me think of the real/not real thing in thg but in a different way - everlark is so engraved into me lol) so he's just a big weepy sap lol

in a modern au — he's probably a music lover, he makes playlists a lot and makes them for everything. i bet he makes mikasa playlists all the time too

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

i feel like eren would love this emoji 🧍🏽

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

eren would only have a sense of style bc of mikasa and carla LOL he probably wears solid color tshirts and/or the occasional nice graphic tee and jeans/basketball shorts and some typical sneakers that are moderately trendy lol. he doesn't look frympy but he's not a fashionista by any means

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

eremikaaaa clearly

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

i feel like this is obvious lol

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

im clearly an eremika truther but i can see why ppl like erejean LOL it's giving typical shonen homoerotic vibes (e.g. bakudeku)

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

i love eren and levi's relationship so much bc of the mentor/mentee relationship, and honestly levi was like the closest thing eren had to a paternal figure following grisha's death. like those tiktoks where it's like s1-s3 levi saying "i'm not your dad" then it's s4 eren saying "you're not my dad" UGH I CRY!!!!! but levi being so hurt/disappointed by eren in s4 just gets to me and i think if we could hear anyone else's paths convo with eren i would wanna hear his and levi's. also bc i wanna see if levi beats his ass again lmao

19. How about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

i wouldn't say i hate annie, but at one point i used to lowkey be an annie hater LOL (now i actually love annie), so i guess in s1, i really enjoy eren and annie's dynamic (prior to the ft arc), especially bc you can see how much eren clearly admires her. i think it's funny how even tho she clearly beats his ass he still wants to learn from her, i think thats kind of noble of him tbh! also i think bc he admired her sm and considered her a friend it sucks to see him so hurt by the reveal of her betrayal

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

armin and eren are platonic soulmates and there's nothing you could ever say that could change my mind about that tbh

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

favorite — i love writing eren's dynamic with carla, i think it's really special bc of what happened in canon. i imagine eren as such a mama's boy (in an endearing way) so it's so sweet to get to write their bond and imagine how that dynamic would be as eren would've grown up

least favorite — i think in a canon universe, i don't like writing some of the more sad scenes, like in the ema au, when i think about eren harboring all the pain of the memories to himself, it literally makes me so sad LOL like im genuinely such a fucking sap so i just cry and cry bc i hate thinking about it 😭

23. Favorite Picture?

canon & fan art (once again im biased)

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

Prev anon here PLEASE say more, I love modern aus sm

*dramatic sigh*

*checks watch* I have hw to do but if you insist

au is honestly the vaguest way to phrase it but I love it nonetheless. I think that the main reason yous all like the tweets so much is they’re 100% my mind without incorrect quotes or anything involved so thank @finchfvkingcortez and the hour long convos we have for that because that shit is BIZARRE

so yeah. sorta modern/social media where the main shenanigans we talk about are race and albert dealing with god damn tiktok comments (cause we all know they can be WILD). the most fleshed out bits are specific character hcs so yous get that first

as per usual with modern aus, the manhattan newsies collectively live in a group home (and milk tf out of it just because it gets funny reactions online). they’re pretty chill with it, and do weekend/morning newspaper rounds for what’s basically pocket money let’s be honest

anyway

character hcs

race - he/him, trans and ‘aggressively bi’. he went through the whole she/her > she/they > they/them > he/they > he/him pipeline and will murder you if you bring it up. he’s dating albert and spot, spot basically on accident after albert dared him to flirt with her and they flirted back and massively just Vibes™️. I feel like I overuse him in tweets but he’s so dumb that he just works here. autism/adhd king, with a sprinkling of ptsd, and he does NOT take his meds ever, driving everyone insane but they love him anyways. italian and very passionate about it. has way too much clout on tiktok and farms his friends for it

albert - he/him, gay, dating finch, spot and race “somehow”. I pretty much combine sky and jacob with him, where he has two older and one younger brother. benji is with a foster family albert didn’t want to stay with and their older brothers are in an endless battle to get custody of them both (he jokes about it sm and they both hate him for it, like “you got custody yet???” “fuck you”). he has too many piercings to count because he does them himself whenever he gets bored and Does Not Learn that it’s a bad idea. dealt with cd when he was younger but it didn’t develop further. he knows like three phrases in portuguese and got into an argument with finch about him being wrong without realising he was speaking spanish once

jack - he/him and bi, dating katherine and davey (after kath put a gun to his head and made him ask davey out). he’s the identified Big Brother of the others and takes it comically seriously while also being exhausted of them all. by all technicalities he’s flagged on every train line that leave the city because he definitely has not made it halfway to new mexico once at 11, but that’s irrelevant he’d never do that again nope. adhd and some mild abandonment issues, hands are always covered in doodles and he also draws on everyone else too whether they want him to or not

davey - he/they, demiboy and gay, dating Jack and has absolutely zero idea how it happened (“I’m going out with jack…” “your sisters ex?” “…yeah?” “ok then🧍”). he’s much more of a weirdo than people give them credit for and comes out with thee most concerning statements completely unprompted like it’s nothing. jewish, autistic with a side of anxiety that the newsies are helping a lot with and be spend 99% of their time with them between school to the point he’s almost dead on his feet. he’s this close to changing race’s twitter password, and is besties with elmer who loves the opportunity to speak polish with someone

crutchie - any pronouns, just chills with identifying as queer and milks ‘had polio in the 21st century’ like their life depends on it because how else are you gonna cope with severe neglect. most people call him charlie in public because they’re all terrified of getting chewed out by well meaning members of the public (crutchie won’t correct anyone). an absolute menace with nerf guns and usually sticks to jack like glue, because they spent time in and out of foster homes when they were much younger together

katherine - she/her, bi, dating jack. she’s practically an inch away from losing her job with how much time she spends not working to hang around with the newsies, is captain of the javey fan club and just all around a legend. constantly gets rich jokes and accepts it as necessary for their friendship. most of what I have for her aligns with canon already ngl

spot - she/he/they, genderfluid and bi, agab is the worlds biggest unsolved mystery that will remain unsolved. always refers to race and albert as her weird looking dogs. lives in a home in brooklyn after spending a few years completely on the streets. ptsd and absolutely no ability to acknowledge it (race and al help), and he’s absolutely covered in both stick and poked and legit but illegal tattoos

finch - he/him, gay, dating albert. he ran away a total of six times and lived in several parks for weeks before someone decided ‘hey maybe we should take him away lol’ and so deals with chronic hypothermia and trust issues. raised a baby sparrow that won’t leave now that it’s an adult, but he didn’t name it so the others just call it “finch’s baby boy”. irish/spanish decent but no real connection to either because it’s a link to his family, which he’d rather not have

morris - he/him, gay and steadily getting over a lot of internalised homophobia. spent way too much time with oscar in and out of crappy homes or their father/uncles ‘care’ so is very dependent on his brother. autism, ocd and cptsd, all of which he gets very little actual support for. he spends way too much money endlessly looping on the subway cause the movement is relaxing. he’s on friendlier terms with the newsies than oscar

oscar - he/it, aroace, probably aligns with agender but doesn’t think about it, autism/adhd (where adhd is significantly more apparent), bpd, aspd, cptsd and mild dyscalculia because he’s my current fav so I have to fuck it over the most. very protective over morris and has zero tolerance for the newsies unlike his brother. it’s camera roll consists entirely of bad candids of morris. taught himself to play a guitar he found in a skip, cannot read sheet music and primarily uses it as stim. I could do an entire thing just about modern delancey’s honestly

I said more x

feel free to ask stuff about this cause I love developing the nonsense the way I don’t get to just in the tweets

[macabremoons]

Olay I got a weird idea i have to ask writeblrs I like: you can choose either daycycle or honeymoon. I would love to hear about either. What would those characters be an alternative universe? Any type you want, but I would love to hear in like completly different setting like what they are actually

LOVE THIS ASK SM. Okay, okay so, I have so many thoughts on Daycycle as a modern au. Honeymoon is like. it's just a fantasy story. I haven't developed a ton about it but Daycycle's characters are developed enough that they are all people in my head and are therefore easier to pull out of their setting. Though NOT THAT MUCH. So much of Daycycle is the characters being influenced by the setting. Like, if Menodora isn't a chosen one, you have to change her past to make her character work.

That being said: I'm pretty sure I'd make Daycycle like a private school AU. Which sounds niche but it makes sense. All the "chosen ones" are just excelling students, you can still explore some of the themes from the og story in this setting, and you can keep the fantasy elements. I would be very curious to see people try to take away the species away from my characters considering how... important it is? LIKE /GEN ID LOVE TO SEE PEOPLE TRY BECAUSE THAT WOULD HURT MY BRAIN Benjamin as a human makes... some sense but not a ton. I'd go into the themes he deconstructs but that would spoil sm about him LOL.

Apollo, Menodora, and Benjamin could all be from different schools. Apollo would be from public school who got pulled out because he was smart. He hates going to private school pls he just wanted to learn and talk to his friends why does he need the newest uniform or smth to be socially accepted pls.

Benjamin goes to a rival school that is known for being... shady. People there are known for being very mean, but he's very chill. Don't mess with him he doesn't mess with you type deal.

Menodora goes to the same school as Apollo and is one of the top students but not really at the top of the social latter. Maybe she's a transfer student but has been there longer than Apollo. I think in this AU she wouldn't be guardianless for a bit like in canon. Kronos, her guardian in her younger years in canon, is still an asshole though, so she's pretty much developed the same issues she has in canon and would still go through her "okay maybe i can't be an asshole to everyone arc."

Bonnie would be a musician. Emilio and her would be childhood friends. Basically siblings. Emilio would not be in war so the push for him to be a medic wouldn't be there as much. I could see him still becoming a doctor or going into the military . Or both, like in canon.

Thank you sm for this ask OIEOHW im so Sane about these characters. I could go on about this but I'd need to form more thoughts

[just-some-random-blogger]

good morning, love<з i'll try to use 1 (one) message to answer you! first of all!! you made me cry!!! again!!! only with your sweetness!! it's good to know i give you some inspiration. absolutely agree! native english speakers should be grateful we even learn their language! like lol half of the world know at least 2 languages and you? what can you do? accuse me of not using a comma? can u use them in my mother tongue? you'll piss your pants if you see them. sorry, but you make me SO confident TT you really are my comfort person in the internet. i'm SORRY i didn't mean to make you feel like a kid with all this parallelism?? i'm sooo sorry girl. i don't even know why i'd written it?? i believe you know (i'm rereading and i'd typed 'not' instead of 'know'. why???) it. i'm just.. yes.. sorry... 'BIG BRAIN AND BIG BRAIN RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER' sister i love your brain TT our alliance is so big brained we're gonna RIOT. i'd really try not to break your heart. make no promises, though. i've said i have no siblings so i have no clue how it works. you lied to me TT but ok i love you. good for your older brother ig my measured height changes from time to time but like it's 178 cm - 176 cm - 178 cm (5'9''-5'10'')?? my ass always stands (lays?) in the way of measuring. i can't stand straight and press my back to the surface (wall or this measuring shit). it's ridiculous but it's so SAD. and thank you for all your kind wards <з i really appreciate not only your support but advices too! thank you sm!! i know you're the hottest-hottest really hot hottie-cutie and glad you know it too! 'the day they get married for real for with the whole televised wedding shebang would be the conclusion of this whole modern au' OMG i hope it's a promise. 'this is want you meant about taming' what did you mean?!?!? like... my big brain may be a bit slow at times... no really what did YOU mean? i consider myself feminist too and i just agree with every word of what you've written about it. if he wasn't matt smith i'd be the first one to insult the shit out of him. but that very crush from the childhood... [SEND ALL MY LOVE LOVE LOVE BACK] 'us sharing a one brain cell for real' a really big and genius cell!!!! 'FUCK ANXIOUSNESS IT BELONGS IN THE TRASH' yes girl!! throw it away!!! you deserve better!!! 'I WANT TO KEEP YOU IN MY POCKET' PLS GIRL i want it too TT take me away from this cruel world TT 'I LOVE HEAD PATS AND HUGS' and i love YOU a talented hottie-cutie!! you give me so much love i feel bad for not replying it all TT i loveLOVELOVE you and our big brain cell thank you sm thank you for the explanation about fics!! if i struggle with something like that again i'll go to you, hope you don't mind) right now it's 0:27 in my timezone if you're ever interested. hope you sleep well)) what about aemond and aegon... YOU made them so... okok but i guess i have a couple of thoughts. personally, i'd tell them about all this magic thing, esp since they're connected in a way. i just totally don't see them in a romantic relationship with the reader. waiting for 2000 years just to choose another guy? plsss no i HATE this cliche i totally hate it. and if aemond is a really trustworthy person and he's related to the history? idk or maaaybe he somehow learns himself... all these lines reader said before/while/after the call, this obsession with that daemon and maybe some historic rumors about prince's mysterious death, a witch and his pretty wife... maybe he has his suspicions but is reeeally sceptical about it? aemond invests all this story. and aegon just tries to help him (bc cmon it's his fav customer) but somehow just disturbs his brother poor pretty boy. maybe they do stay friends. or maybe their argument is so big it concerns even vyseris. oh will reader tell them?? or is it gust their special bond.. yes of course and suddenly i have plenty of thought. i'll really try to take care! and not tace kare TT you!! you take care of yourself too!! tbh, i feel really more excited and motivated (?) after talking to you. you're my hottie-cutie angel! luv u<з

HELLO MODERN!DAEMON NONNIE

you can send me 13 million asks its fine 😡🥰

here's another love letter!!! <3

lol im honored that i keep making you cry HAHAHHA i am so sweet arent i but remember irl sugar is not good in unhealthily large does, not only will it affect your blood and fat, it also causes wrinkles long term T_T RIP

of course you give me inspiration!!! you and all my beloved anons mean so much to me!! im truly honored to all of you and to have your love letters as well <3 <3 <3

yeah native english speakers BOOO lol HAHHAHA nah its ok that you can speak one language but dont act all superior when you cant even speak your OWN language well //////: stfu.

like lol half of the world know at least 2 languages and you? what can you do? accuse me of not using a comma? can u use them in my mother tongue? you'll piss your pants if you see them.

ROAST EM ROAST EM ROAST EM HAHAHAHHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAH BUT YOURE SO RIGHT THOUGH AHHAHAHAHAH the whole grammar nazi wave was horrible and honestly stupid tbh /: I HAVE BEEN GUESSING SINCE OUR PREVIOUS MESSAGES WHERE YOU;RE FROM AND IM GUESSING ITS A SCANDANAVIAN COUNTRY OR A SLAVIC COUNTRY (i think slavic RANDOMLY THOUGHT OF BELARUS IALSFHASF ok maybe not so random cos i searched which countries are slavic HAHAHAHHA) AM I RIGHT AM I RIGHT (if youre not comfortable in saying you dont have to respond to this part

sorry, but you make me SO confident TT you really are my comfort person in the internet.

iM SO HONORED AND TOUCHED AND PROUD OF MYSELF TO HAVE THAT EFFECT ON YOU THANK YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST IM DOING ONE THING RIGHT but i hope im not inadvertently making you mean T_T im not mean right? just really intense HAHAHHAHAH and I AM SO ABSOLUTELY HUMBLED THAT IM YOUR COMFORT PERSON ON THE INTERNET T_T this is peak i will never recover or get over this

i'm SORRY i didn't mean to make you feel like a kid with all this parallelism?? i'm sooo sorry girl. i don't even know why i'd written it?? i believe you know (i'm rereading and i'd typed 'not' instead of 'know'. why???) it. i'm just.. yes.. sorry...

STOP APOLOGIZING 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 YOU DID NOTHING WRONG IT WAS JUST SUPER FUNNY HAHAAHH i appreciated the fact you clarified it to make me understand <3 <3 HHAHAAHHAH DONT FEEL BAD PLS I JUST THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY AHHAHAH PLLLLSSSSS DONT APOLOGIZE FOR THINGS LIKE THIS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH and again down worry about your mistakes i understood just fine

'BIG BRAIN AND BIG BRAIN RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER' sister i love your brain TT our alliance is so big brained we're gonna RIOT.

SLAYYY BESTIE SLAYYYYY I LOVE YOUR BIG BRAIN TOO

i'd really try not to break your heart. make no promises, though.

TRY HARDER I WILL CRY AT YOU

i've said i have no siblings so i have no clue how it works. you lied to me TT but ok i love you. good for your older brother ig

T_T DID I LIE TO YOU I NEVER LIED TO YOU PLS I JUST SAID MY BROTHER CAN CHOKE aslfgalsfgasf ok i reread my statement its confusing im sorry. i meant i dont feel any need to get the approval of my brother. he can choke on his expectations of me ///: HAHA i hope thats clearer. you can be my honorary sibling <3 except i would never choke you

my measured height changes from time to time but like it's 178 cm - 176 cm - 178 cm (5'9''-5'10'')?? my ass always stands (lays?) in the way of measuring. i can't stand straight and press my back to the surface (wall or this measuring shit). it's ridiculous but it's so SAD.

;ASFASHF SO UR TELLING ME YOU HAVE HORRIBLE POSTURE ALSFHAS

YOU BETTER START STRAIGHTENING UP UR JUST LIKE MY YOUNGER SISTER WHO I TELL OFF SO MUCH FOR BEING SHAPED LIKE A CROISSANT ////: i forgot how tall i am, i think im 171 or 172 UPPIES UPPIES I WANT UPPIES

and thank you for all your kind wards <з i really appreciate not only your support but advices too! thank you sm!!

you deserve it i love you i love you so much

i know you're the hottest-hottest really hot hottie-cutie and glad you know it too!

'the day they get married for real for with the whole televised wedding shebang would be the conclusion of this whole modern au' OMG i hope it's a promise.

yeah i think the only way i could end this is with the wedding lol HAHAHHAH will i ever write it will will they ever have a wedding is the question HAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA

'this is want you meant about taming' what did you mean?!?!? like... my big brain may be a bit slow at times... no really what did YOU mean?

LOL I DIDNT MEAN ANYTHING I WAS JUST CONFUSED OR IG UNSURE ABOUT WHAT *YOU* MEANT LOL HAHAHAAHHA

i consider myself feminist too and i just agree with every word of what you've written about it. if he wasn't matt smith i'd be the first one to insult the shit out of him. but that very crush from the childhood... [SEND ALL MY LOVE LOVE LOVE BACK]

SUCH A MOOD HAHAHHAHAHAHA

me @ matt smith ///: he's so corny for not falling in love with me ///: L

SENDING MY LOVE BACK TO YOU AGAIN LOL

'us sharing a one brain cell for real' a really big and genius cell!!!!

real.

'FUCK ANXIOUSNESS IT BELONGS IN THE TRASH' yes girl!! throw it away!!! you deserve better!!!

REAL. YOU DO TOO

'I WANT TO KEEP YOU IN MY POCKET' PLS GIRL i want it too TT take me away from this cruel world TT

my love i will always be here 4 you T_T

'I LOVE HEAD PATS AND HUGS' and i love YOU a talented hottie-cutie!! you give me so much love i feel bad for not replying it all TT i loveLOVELOVE you and our big brain cell thank you sm

T_T WHY WOULD YOU FEEL BAD FOR NOT REPLYING ONE OF US HAS TO STOP AND IT SURE AS HECK WONT BE ME. i have like a russia sized heart so i have so much love to give you can have like half of that my heart will just regenerate and make more love <3

thank you for the explanation about fics!! if i struggle with something like that again i'll go to you, hope you don't mind)

im glad i taught you smth about fics too HAHHAHAHAH lol im happy to teach you anything i know knowledge is useless if it not shared and developed. you can ask me anything you want lol and ill answer best as i can

right now it's 0:27 in my timezone if you're ever interested. hope you sleep well))

i tried to fingure out what country your from by using this information but it didnt work my calculations are wonky and i have no idea what time you sent this so 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡 thank u i did sleep well YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN ASLEEP LIKE ME GAAAAAAAAHHHH

what about aemond and aegon... YOU made them so... okok but i guess i have a couple of thoughts. personally, i'd tell them about all this magic thing, esp since they're connected in a way.

interesting thought... i personally didn't think of doing this (or at least not yet cos i havent started writing p3 at all and i usually just see where i go from what i write vs what i have planned in my head) any particular reason why you want to tell them? i think it's pretty useless no? aemond might respect it since he's scholarly and still believes in magic, aegon might not and if he sees an opportunity with reader he will take it. idk i honestly feel like reader is done with explanations of her life and magic she's been alive for 2000 years she's done with that shit AHAHHAH the only person she probably would even want to tell is daemon, and even then lol i think she'd be fine not to tell him because all the matters is she has him again

i just totally don't see them in a romantic relationship with the reader. waiting for 2000 years just to choose another guy? plsss no i HATE this cliche i totally hate it.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH I SEE I SEE NO ROMANCE FROM YOU FOR THEM IG HAHAHHAH i love me a good messy love triangle-square thing tho HAHAHAH also AHHAHAHA IT IS CLICHE BUT ITS SOOOOO GOOODDDD IMMA MAKE IT SO MESSY YOU DONT EVEN KNOW AHHAAHAHAHAHHA i'll give you a real spoiler, i'm going to add daemon's ex HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHA

and if aemond is a really trustworthy person and he's related to the history? idk or maaaybe he somehow learns himself... all these lines reader said before/while/after the call, this obsession with that daemon and maybe some historic rumors about prince's mysterious death, a witch and his pretty wife...

NOW THIS IS GOOD SOUP

WHEN I TELL YOU I WAS SO EXCITED TO READ THIS CAN I USE THIS IMMA USE THIS YOU AND YOUR BIG BRAIN CONTINUING WHAT I JUST SAID IN MY ANSWER ABOUT AEMOND OMG YOU AND ME FOR REAL SO GOOD TOGETHER LOVE LOVE LOVE

I CANNOT STRESS ENOUGH HOW GOOD THIS IS SO SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO GOOD LET ME KISS YOUR SEXY BRAIN SO GOOD SO GOOD SO SO SO SO SO GOOD

also ok to be fair in my head daemon is the only one that's really reincarnated ya feel, and it's kind of like a happy coincidence or ig an extension of the magic that everyone from that time are also alive as well. you get me? like if anything, daemon would be the only one who can 'remember' the past because he's the only one with the past life in my head, you get me??? lol at least that's what it is in my head, cos like aemond and aegon are not royal, so they can't be aemond and aegon from before, also theyre not viserys kids or at least not royal viseyrs who is daemon's brother

maybe he has his suspicions but is reeeally sceptical about it? aemond invests all this story. and aegon just tries to help him (bc cmon it's his fav customer) but somehow just disturbs his brother poor pretty boy.

thIS IS SO GOOD IM LITERALLY SAVING THESE IN MY NOTES I LOVE IT SO MUCH I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I KISS YOU ON THE LIPS AND ON THE BRAIN AND ON THE CHEEKS AND ON THE NOSE AND THE FOREHEAD YES YES YES

maybe they do stay friends. or maybe their argument is so big it concerns even vyseris. oh will reader tell them?? or is it gust their special bond..

omg viserys getting involved with them T_T RIP THE KING GETTING INVOLVED WOULD BE SO SCARY T_T idk if the reader will tbh as i said we'll seeeeeee

yes of course and suddenly i have plenty of thought.

send me all your thoughts im dyyyying to know them

i'll really try to take care! and not tace kare TT you!! you take care of yourself too!! tbh, i feel really more excited and motivated (?) after talking to you. you're my hottie-cutie angel! luv u<з

i'm honored to have that effect on you i will take care always you beTTER DO THE SAME!!! i love you I ACCEPT I WILL BE YOUR HOTTIE CUTIE ANGEL LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU

xxx

[luvlyycy]

for the character ask thingy: 5, 7, + 22 for any character of your choosing ^.^

“5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?”

“7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?”

“22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?”

-🫀

sorry im late !!! havent checked my asks in a bit <33 also, I'll do a few characters for each. uhhh 22. has a incest mention abt childe n dabi n tomu !!

5. law , light , gojo , deadpool.

the first thing that comes to mind when i think about law is his tattoos .. they are so cool !!

for light aaa.. I'd say i like to imagine what our domestic lives would be like.

for gojo, it's just dick. literally just his cawk n balls. him bein mean to me is all.

deadpool is how much of a cutie patootie he is and how he did cocaine (it baffles me).

7. law , zoro , childe , sukuna

for law its they give him vitiligo sometimes !!! I LOVE ITTT , and give him extra super duper many piercings... hes such a emo boy..

god , for zoro... WHEN THEY GIVE HIM HIS FUCKING MELANIN BACK AAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

for childe its vv simple, when they make him manipulative, weird, stalker-ish , n off putting perv.

no curse aus are my fav with jjk so, when they give sukuna piercings and make him like cute stuff..

22. gojo , sukuna , sanji , law , deadpool , childe , dabi , tomura .

what i like for fics abt gojo is when hes really crazed, like his pupils get blown out his normally pale face is flushed pink and hes breathing heavy.. i love crazy men. one thing i dont like abt some fics is when they make it seem like he doesn't care abt anyone but himself, at that point its not gojo its ur oc babe.

gosh, i like so much stuff abt sukuna fics, mostly when they make itadori present cus his dynamic with him is sososo cute, and it'd be funny if itadori saw his uncle with a girl whos so different from him. something i do not like issss when they make reader so terribly babyfied around kuna to the point her speech sounds like shes 10.

i love when sanji is pathetic in fics, hes so down bad for reader that when she kisses his cheek hes almost crying. i love my baby sm. STOP MAKING. HIM. OOC. he would NEVER disagree with reader, EVER.

i love everything abt law fics, every take is good, next.

deadpool fics need to be silly, thank you everyone who makes him say jokes in and out of sex. that said, why take away this mans mojo? its like cutting off a dogs tail... no mojo..

I LOVE. childe . i love when they make him weird, make him weirder pls. he loves stuffing his face in a hamper of your dirty clothes type of weird. of course if he was your brother he'd be into incest, ofc he would. hes so caring abt his little brother that he would kill for him, now imagine if he had a sister?? as beautiful as reader is??? yeah, he wants his sister. that said... please, im begging you, please, make him angrier. hes not a soft baby guyys.

love when they make dabi realistic . like ofc this guy would smoke cigarettes and have a tongue piercing, OF COURSE his whole body wouldnt be burnt in a modern au — its just a big tattoo. yeah, ofc if one of his sisters stuck around for him he'd be so attached to point where he feels actual love for her. why wouldnt he ? he wants sister!reader so bad, shut up. something i hate is ... when they make dabi an insufferable asshole. like guys, i guarantee you do not love and know dabi if you make him act like a prick cus thats not dabi or touya thats a weird third option.

sigh, love when hes perverted and into piss. cus i know hes into piss. he watches porn and hentai all the fucking time, his balls are always full of nasty bitter disgusting cum because he doesnt eat or drink well. yeah hes seen sister/brother sex, why wouldn't he wanna try it? why wouldnt he call his sister mommy? or even call his gf mommy? hes a fucking bottom. when he tops he WHINES. hes a fucking loser who wants to do disgusting things to his sister and his gf. hes a fucked up person but underneath all that, hes a fucking NICE guy. overall, tomura is a gooner. stop taking away these guys mojo. im gonna kill you.

[macncherries]

RAHHHHHH MORE OF IT HAS ARRIVED. I READ THROUGH ALREADY. IM DOING IT AGAIN. RAH. MORE COLLEGE AU FOR VASH + WOLFWOOD AND NOW MILLY AND MERYL. BELOW THE CUT ARE SOME HORRIFICALLY LONG DRABBLES IN RESPONSE.

i wish i could speak more about meryl and milly. don't get me wrong, I love them but I haven't done like true character analysis of them yet. THAT BEING SAID!!! THIS IS VERY TRUE AND VERY CUTE!! for meryl; the coffee addiction? so true. i think she still likes to TASTE the coffee. like, not caramel ribbon crunch kinda girl. but the addiction is there and the addiction is REAL. shes definitely the comfort > style person. fo sho. that 90s mom vibe. agree. she LIKES looking good, but she also likes looking comfy asf. she def likes all the new-age technology things, like an apple watch. and hear me out. i know we talking college, but as a college student, having expensive headphones is like very much still a fake-popular thing. so I just think that she would have those mf apple headphones. like the pro version or some shit. she just seems like the type to favour classy, modern tech stuff. upgrades her phone every time, too. for MILLY!!! that kind of athletic wear style is so real. she would, and I can see it in my mind palace. the MEAL PLANS. RAGGHH. they are so., so adorable. the fact that they do organized necessary tasks together. just meal planning. i know its just meal planning,. but its so cute. i don't know why.

oh my gosh VASH!!!! him being invited to parties. absolutely. you have to remember my friend. this guy (in the of trigun at least) is a huge drunk. he goes out and is batshit crazy like, regularly. every time they stop at a town? bar. he likes having a good time, absolutely. getting overwhelmed is so real though. i think hed be a fucking HOOT for the first couple hours of the party and then someone like, half way through finally goes "hey has anyone seen vash?" bros BOOKED it and no one had noticed for 30 minutes. either that or he's been sitting in the bathtub with the local cat and again, no ones noticed for 30 minutes. him being popular too?!??! ABSOLUTELY. DAWG. absolutely. he's gorgeous, he's tall and blonde and has an automatically kind disposition. people, no matter ND or not, flock to that boy. you cannot convince me otherwise. AND THE MUSIC TASTE. LOL. ABSOLUTELY. as a retired EDM listener. can confirm. sped-up phonk, hyperpop, even dubstep? vash type shit. fo real. the nai name drop <3 I hate dat bitch just a cute amount but I love when brothers fight. so tasty and good. nai being good at cooking agenda. nai being Gordon fucking Ramsey agenda. nai yelling at vash for having ramen two nights in a row agenda. him being a good teacher, too. he's very earnest. i don't think people often give enough credit to the fact he dotes on people so much. yes very in-tune to the discrepancies of other people. everyone is unique. he values the way that everyone learns differently. i think at one time, he struggled with finding what works best for him too. love him sm. THE... THE TENNIS.... YOU CANT JUST LAY THAT ON ME LIKE THAT... MY HEART ALMOST BURST. THINKING THOUGHTS. THINKING SO MANY THOUGHTS. chicken scratch handwriting. yeah. i think its one of those that is like. cursive bad. like not even normally illegible kindergarten handwriting. every single letter is connected and they all look the same. looks like the mf declaration of Independence up in this bitch. WOLFWOOD. RAHHH. dude. the way you unintentionally insert more of my type shit into wolfwood every time you write him. teehee. kicking my feet. THE FACT THAT THE RIP-OFF SANDAL ANECDOTE MEANS.... THAT THEY ALL HAVE MATCHING SANDALS? OH MY GOD. OH GOHWUH UGUGGUUUU. get vash a pair rn. RIGHT NOW. wolfwoods eating habits. me too buddy. love you. please get some help. love you. i too indulge in takeout/ramen/pizza 6/7 days of the week. my metabolism also works too well for its own good. I'm suck at this weight forever baby. i haven't moved from it since freshman year of highschool baby. you my friend are so real for that one. now, I don't think ww is "banned from the kitchen" levels of bad cooking. like you said. he can shop. but 1. he's definitely an improviser. and 2. hates reading recipes and 3. was never formally taught how to cook. this creates some really weird shit specific to his tastes. salads with only lettuce and spinach. scrambled eggs + cheese that are BARELY cooked to a gooey, slimy mush. is it good? of course! to him. only to him. there are some occasional winners, like hashbrown salad. (diced square hashbrowns, shredded hashbrowns, and puck hashbrowns. in a bowl. cursed, and very starchy. but a delicacy among men.) but overall. that is the extent of his cooking. which is why he settles with takeout/trash food. and frankly, no one can complain. that is my take, anyways. MUSIC TASTE, YEA. i gotta hear more about specific genres. this is love by air traffic controller is a REALLL one though. more real than real. shits on my playlist too. hear me out, mans has definitely gotta listen to some metal. not death metal, or like, straight screamo, but the good shit. Volbeat, Ghost, Slipknot (of course), Korn, MUSE? definitely muse. (no im not biased. teehee.) green day, naturally. cant think of anything else atm.

THE DRINK PREFERENCE. DUDE. I COULD DO TED-TALK LENGTH THEORIES ABOUT PEOPLES STARBUCKS ORDERS. wolfwood. exclusively refreshers with coconut milk + cold brews. nothing else. absolutely nothing else. "why don't you try something else" no. eat shit and die. how dare you let those words come out of your mouth. blasphemy. his favourite, imo. FEEL FREE TO DISCUSS... salted caramel cold brew, pumpkin spice cold brew. for refreshers, yea pink drink, absolutely. the dragonfruit coconut one too. he doesn't like the lemonades because they tend to be too KICK-y. too powerful of a flavour. coconut milk good. 

i wrote so much that tumblr is lagging. have a good day. im glad you like the arts of this au too.

College AU Thoughts (cont.)

Writing more college au solely because ONE OF THE COOLEST PPL EVER @macncherries did Wolfwood art (here check it out), but have some more random college au thoughts

TAGS: @lune010 @h4venpha @vashfantasy

-Meryl probably has some really nice gel, ballpoint, colored pens that she literally abuses all the time. Sometimes her notes aren’t even totally neat she’s just sleep deprived and highlighting/underlining the important areas of her textbook as she listens to her lecture

-Vash definitely has to listen to audio playback of lectures- does he try to take notes in class? Yeah. But they look like chicken scratch, his handwriting pales in comparison to literally anyone else’s T<T listening while he does smth else really helps w/ how he learns (autistic vash) (cough)

-Meryl and Milly have matching pairs of rip-off Birkenstocks they found at like Marshall’s then saw a pair w a marijuana leaf and Milly went, “Reminds me of Wolfwood!” So they got it (to Meryl’s amusement and dismay). Wolfwood wears them often

-Ok, I’ve been debating on this hc that Vash sometimes gets invited to parties, considering he’s a bit of a campus celeb. Handsome, athletic (tennis player legend), but he can easily get overwhelmed. He’s having fun with the fame for like a good 30 minutes to an hour and then he just kinda tires out more as the night drags on.

-Meryl’s outfits consist of her wanting comfort yet maintaining her usual feminine flair. Yoga pants with a cami and a simple jacket, or on nicer days more of a fitted sweater. Perhaps a jumper and a baby tee/turtleneck underneath- I think when she’s feeling it she def likes Monica Helper’s looks from Friends. A casual, yet still sweet vibe.

-for accessories she probably has an Apple Watch and the staples- hoop earrings, her classic dangle/rectangular earrings, some silver hardware if she’s feelin extra funky and a classic black belt because I do believe she hates it when her jeans are too low it’s a big thing that annoys her to no end.

-On the other hand, Milly’s outfits are less fitted and I think she’s more laid back in her appearance, preferring some of the crew necks she’s collected from several events her siblings have been to or hand me downs from her country family. She wears vintage athletic wear though, it’s cute on her and it suits her well.

-she has a few simple scrunchies she remains loyal to, not wanting to cut her hair short and often tying it up. When she feels more femme she’s got some cute necklaces that pair well with any cute sweaters she has- she also has some maxi skirts she wears too! :) (can’t find an exact image of what I have in mind + I have a 10 image limit on mobile lol)

-Meryl avidly has to live off of coffee. Girl is always so organized but truthfully she’s half alive due to the fact she’s a frequent visitor at the campus cafe and is familiar w/ some of the baristas who often cut her slack if she ever needs a pick me up.

-Vash is like a crazy good teacher, to some people’s surprise. He can word concepts in a way that breaks them down easier, sometimes he even has some little memory hints he uses lol. For any other ND kid in class who’s a bit bashful they usually flock to him, he’s got such a charming aura and never fails to make anyone feel a bit more comfortable.

-Wolfwood teases Meryl for her aforementioned coffee addiction, but I’d imagine he takes a liking to something like a pink drink. Like- usually that stuff is too sugary for him, but smth about it has him coming back for more!!

-Meryl has an array of podcasts she listens to- I think she def dabbled in true crime maybe?

-Milly and Meryl’s shared dorm is actually really chill. There’s some clutter on each side but they’ve got a shared mini fridge (Meryl got it but doesn’t mind Milly using it because she likes her) it’s stocked with pudding cups

-Milly got Pinterest after Meryl wanted to share ideas for food ideas on weekends (they’re both on a meal plan but still need to eat on Saturdays and Sunday’s lol) so they usually end up going out for some cheap takeout w/ Vash and Wolfwood or make something in a rice cooker they found at a thrift store that works kinda ok… for the price they got it.

-Like they’re cutting up spam, eggs, tossing rice on there, some veggies they got and sometimes they splurge on cheap fruit like bananas and apples

-They both like to eat well and unlike Vash and Wolfwood they won’t live off of instant ramen and takeout (although Vash eats pretty well considering he lives with Nai, who makes sure he regulates his diet due to sports and Vash’s long list of medical concerns)

-Wolfwood eats like shit though I’ll be completely honest

-The guy knows how to shop. But he doesn’t want to. So he lives off of cup noodles and old pizza, takeout and shit, and thanks to crazy fast metabolism he works it off whenever he does some form of working out and whatnot.

-Will agree that he has the best of the best songs, his music taste is unparalleled. Like he’ll be busting it down to 6up 5oh Cop-Out (Pro/Con) by Will Wood from his middle school days then some new metal he’s gotten into (he peeked over Knives’ Spotify playlists) OO OR OR THIS IS LOVE BY AIR TRAFFIC CONTROLLER (I’m def not protecting w/ what’s on my Spotify rn I’m shit at song names I just know vibes)

-Vash likes hyperpop and rave typa stuff it stimulates his brain in just the right way tbh

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

More Kuu information

Kuu actually introduced Eliza to the concept of polyamory because why have one loving king when you can have more princes to sass. He also helps her with more modern day stuff when she doesn't get it or needs help with it.

Kuu isn't malicious by any means until someone (Crowley) thinks they can boss him around then he's out right cruel.

His teeth became natural sharper due to his transformation into a ghost. His fangs are razor-sharp especially the biggest two that appear whenever he's grinning.

Kuu forgets that he's ghost and that he can float, so majority of the time, he can be seen walking. It's only until Eliza or one of the other Ghosts reminds him that he can float around/he is a ghost.

Eliza hates Crowley for the way he treated her beloved during his time of the living as do most of the ghosts.

Rook calls him "Roi des Fantômes" meaning King of Ghosts.

His favorite place to hang around is between Sam's Shop and Ramshackle.

♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤

Blot Monster AU (Name: Aibek)

This verison of Blot Monster actually fully has Kuu's body in his possession. Aibek became Kuu and Eliza's unofficial or official son since Kuu didn't want to leave the blot alone with the boys or Crowley. Aibek is much like Kuu in terms of personality, but very irresponsible when it comes to using his powers/magic. Unlike the other Blot Monsters, he can't change his form to look like someone else, but due to the blot ink, anything that should be considered poison to the body (like sm*king, or dr*nking) doesn't effect him. He doesn't mind help people, but he actually charges people for his service and for how long they can hang around Kuu and Ramshackle.

"Incorrect" Quotes with Aibek and Kuu

♧

Vil: *in the shower* WHO TOOK MY MAKEUP?!

Kuu: Let me guess.... Vil didn't want to pay.

Aibek: If he thinks he's gonna run shit around here and criticizing everyone, he's gotta another thing coming.

**Everyone in Ramshackle hearing a loud shriek noise**

Eliza: Please tell me Aibek...... *smiles* You did not replace Vil's water with Blot ink.

Aibek: ..... *smiling cheekily*

♧

Malleus: Child of Man, I figure out a way to change you back.

Kuu: *visibly disgust on his face*

Aibek: *glaring at Malleus*

Eliza: That's not happening.

♧

Aibek: That'll be 800 madols!

Ace: Why are you charging us?! We're literally your friends.

Aibek: *blank stare like he's in The Office*

Kuu: That's just his discount. He and Eliza rob Crowley for way more. *glaring at them*

Aibek: Beside, where you all when Kuu was kidnapped, hm? We're not friends and you should be lucky that I didn't rob you like I did with Kalim earlier.

Poly blot monster harem when tho ????

Jk jk.....

Unless.....

Okay but fr I adore your stuff! Thank you.

[all-hail-the-witcher]

geralt ramsey

I've been screaming about this with @toss-a-coin-to-your-lesbian and @toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account for like days so you've heard of chef!geralt, now get ready for geralt ramsey because I've been watching way too much hells kitchen and kitchen nightmares

-so geralts a witcher. been alive since like the middle ages.

-but the monsters got few and far between and he dabbled in some careers before going to culinary school

-jaskiers especially surprised that he's good at it cause he remembers geralts tasteless campfire rabbit from 1238 thank you Very much

-also no one knows how old he is

-someone asked him on twitter once

-he said “852″

-everyone thought he was joking

-but anyway geralt somehow becomes this Really Good Chef

-hosts hells kitchen, masterchef, masterchef kids, kitchen nightmares, all of them and owns all the restaurants has his fancy lil michelin stars okay he's Good

-everyones scared of him

-he wears his hair in a bun, pen behind the ear

-arms crossed, usually scowling 

-wears a black jacket instead of chefs whites cause jaskier says it makes his “hair pop”

-intimidating To The Max

-but he's secretly the biggest softie

-but no one really knows it

-cause if you undercook his scallops? oh man you're gonna get it

-jaskier kinda thinks its hot

-speaking of jaskier

-hes one of the hosts on great british baking show

-valdo marx is the other

-No One Knows That Jaskier And Geralt Are Together Much Less Married

-jaskier makes them get married in a new place every time it becomes legal there

-geralt hates it but he puts up with it cause it makes jaskier happy

-but anyway

-no one knows they're together

-jaskier cant cook to save his life

-hes essentially the joey batey baking video irl

-every time he cooks geralt says a prayer that he won't get food poisoning

-like gordon does on kitchen nightmares

-jaskiers specialty is dino nuggets

-geralt pretends to hate them but he loves munching them after a long day

- “if word got out that a 16 michelin star chef liked dino nuggets id be done for julek, how dare you even suggest such a thing”

-one time on kitchen nightmares he lets it slip that he has a husband

- “even my husbands food is better than that!!” 

-and immediately goes “fuck”

-the whole internet is like you're MARRIED???? you're GAY??????

-cue hunt for the elusive husband

-jaskier thinks its fucking hilarious

-lambert teases him relentlessly

-there are many theories

-but alas, no one guesses the host of gbb

-one time

-its one of their many anniversaries 

-geralt forgot cause by this point they have at least 150

-that night on hells kitchen he goes “listen up. my husbands here tonight. its our anniversary. don't fuck this up.”

-everyone (including contestants) tries to figure out who the husband could be

-but they cant

-the only person of any remote significance is that hist of gbb sitting in the red kitchens vip booth

-eventually tho it Does come out

-in like

-the most ridiculous way possible

-theres this big fire in one of geralts restaurants 

-on the night he happens to be there

-everyones pretty much fine

-but geralt (along with most of the other kitchen staff) inhaled a fuck ton of smoke

-jaskier shows up just as geralts hacking and trying to sign the waiver to refuse care

-cause hes a “fucking witcher, jaskier. ive survived way worse with your slapdash first aid and back room healers i don't need modern medicine” 

-jaskier is Beside Himself

-meanwhile everyones like tf is the host of gbb doing here

-jaskiers arguing with geralt and everyones like :o cause you Don't do that

- “dear heart. you can’t breathe. you are GOING to the hospital if i have to drag you there myself!”

-everyones like....dear heart????

- “julek-”

- “no! you're my husband!! i fucking care about you, you oaf! modern medicine was invented for a reason!!!”

-everyones like oh. oh my god. that's him. that's the fucking husband.

-and geralts just like

- “i used to fight monsters i can survive some sm-” and then he just starts coughing

-and jaskiers like. instantly soft as heck. 

- “cmon dear heart, lets go talk to the emts, alright? I know you can survive without their help, but it would make me feel so much better if you listened to them.”

- “....fine”

-and jaskier gives him a forehead kiss and wraps his arm around him

-everyones Shocked

-cause it was bakeoff dude all along????

-geralts kinda annoyed 

- “now i gotta share you, julek”

- “there's enough of me to go around”

- “hmm”

- “if you're so annoyed we could always stage a divorce. we can afford one, we are legally married in like 16 countries”

- “no, jaskier”

-lambert teases them about it

- “really geralt? no one had Smoke Inhalation on their betting list for how the world find out you were together! now what are we supposed to do? the pool was like a million bucks!!”

-geralt ignores him

-but after it comes out

-jaskier occasionally surprises geralt at work

-and everyones So Shocked that grrr mean chef geralt is actually so soft with his husband??

-and jasper also talks about geralt on bakeoff 

-he tells cute stories

-i just love this au and i could talk about it for hours okay

[ilovehimbos]

wait guys stfu anderperry dancer au omg

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omg so todd would so be a ballet dancer idc argue with the wall.

the andersons r a long line of successful and extremely talented ballet dancers. this means that todd was immediately pressured into becoming the best ballet dancer possible as soon as he could, as per tradition. however, this pressure turned into neglect aswell, after jeffrey proved to be a rlly gifted ballet dancer !!

todd anderson is a transfer student to welton academy, which is basically like a dance school or a theatre school, at the beginning of the fall semester, having transferred from balincrest academy, a famous ballet school.

he meets and befriends neil perry and the dead poets and they all become rlly close quite quickly and confident w them!!

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neil would be more of a swing dancer, the charleston is his favourite dance, but he’s also rlly gifted in ballroom upon his father’s orders ! he’s also secretly studying musical theatre and practicing acting/singing

the perry family r like newly established wealth which is one of the reasons mr perry pressured neil into ballroom and classical music, in order to appear fancier then they r rlly. neil, subsequently, hates being forced to do ballroom dancing but doesn’t necessarily hate the actual type of dance or the waltz etc

neil is one of welton academy’s top students and he has a rlly bright future ahead of him, no matter what ave he goes down !!

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it all begins when todd transfers from balincrest to welton. he meets neil perry and the boys and he and neil pretty much become inseparable from that point on !!

however, as much as todd gets along with the boys, he still remains in his shell, apprehensive and shy.

btw the dead poets meetings still happen except they discuss music and dance along with their poetry.

todd still remains shy while doing his ballet privately, feeling bad about it bc how he will never compare to his older brother or manage “to fill his big shoes” in his absence.

neil however feels he can't express himself properly and that he's trapped in a life sculpted for him that he will never shape. he wants to live and be free and dance how he wants.

mr keating, a new teacher who teaches poetry/music and kinda dance??? inspires the boys and bit by bit, they all start to bloom under his influence.

todd starts to believe in himself more and allows the other boys into his life properly after the gay scene with neil

and todd???? actually is rlly good at ballet???? which surprises the guys when he finally dances for them??? bc he was so shy about it????

they cried bc it was so pretty and then he cried bc they were crying

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the poets, crying bc holy hsit that was so beautiful they didn't know dance could be that graceful:

todd immediatley tearing up: omg y'all hated it i'm sorry

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but it was rlly bc his parents drilled it into him that it wasn't “up to their standards” and he didn't prove the long anderson bloodline proud.

neil starts being happier and freer in his dancing, and begins to swing dance and the like more often!! infact, he even auditions in school productions and gets the lead most often !!!

and todd starts doing lowkey things with his ballet but by next yr he would be much more ok with shows n shit

todd has personal beef with mr keating after he made him do a billion pirouettes

neil makes todd charleston with him and despite his poise and grace as a ballet dancer, that boy has two left feet omg

he left with sm bruises that day

charlie’s favourite dance is the charleston bc he thinks he's funny. he's not!!!! becuase i Said so

cameron can ballroom dance but actually prefers to play the music and he's literally like a scholar with the piano, its v pretty!!

knox does everything bro. he's just there??? any type of dance??? he's probably done it??? its honestly pretty intimidating

meeks again prefers to work behind the scenes as he's a bit better with more technical stuff but he and pitts r a more free ans modern dancing duo

i love them sm

[ackerfics]

hellooo i love ur works sm <3 ! can you do reader decluttering her space then finding handwritten letters from her ex, erwin? i just wanted some angst today 😩

they stare at me like souvenirs — erwin smith

— erwin smith x female reader (modern au | college au)

— warnings: angst

— summary: you are starting over in a place. as you are packing your stuff away, you encounter a pile of letters that you never thought you'd open after cutting ties with the person who called you their 'one and only'.

— word count: 3.4k

— notes: ahhh thank you !! <3 this is my first time writing for erwin and i am excited tbh djwdnj i hope i capture the atmosphere of your request, anon. this is actually a very similar situation with my roommate back in senior year of high school and i can't help but miss those times when we'd buy drinks (if you know what i mean ;>>) from the convenience store so that she can vent and let loose in our room, just bc she saw the handwritten letters her partner gave her. with that little fun fact aside, happy reading !! <33

Graduating from college can be a bittersweet moment if you look deeper into it.

As much as you can finally breathe after stressing for four years, constant days of suffering from sleep deprivation and coffee palpitations; you can't also help but long for impromptu road trips, late-night Facetimes, and worrying over your grades with your best friends. They were moments that you want to rewind for the sake of experiencing them again. Your entire room shows so many trinkets that are connected to the memories that made your college years golden. As you are standing in the middle of the messy four-walled space, your eyes skim over the photographs pinned on the board positioned above your desk.

Large smiles of Hange shine through. The jaded expression of Levi looking at you in some of the pictures becomes a contrast to the rest of the friend group. Mike's corny poses which remind you of your dad.

And you, wrapped in the arms of a contented Erwin, caught in the middle of a hearty laugh.

You quickly look away, taking a deep breath while rolling the sleeves of your blouse to your elbows. Final days in the University of Paradis meant moving out of residences, your chosen field far away from the place you called home for four years. Final days meant saying goodbye to so many people that made you feel special and welcomed. No matter how much you prepare yourself from crying at the thought of moving away, you still feel that something is missing. Something that's in the shape of broad backs and tight embraces, of golden locks and azure jewels, of dancing to retro tunes in the kitchen and whispers of settling down in a newly-bought house. You didn't know it was getting hard to breathe until you feel your throat clog with the hundredth sob.

Nanaba will scold you if she sees you like this.

You shake your head in an attempt of anchoring yourself to the reality that Erwin's promise of being his 'one and only' was never for you. You didn't have hair that smelled like flowers at every whiff. You didn't have a smile that's akin to a siren's song. You didn't have a voice that sounded like a foreign, enrapturing melody.

Transparent flower petals glided on your cheeks, bouquets of cyclamens and yellow carnations making space in your chest. It is only a matter of time that they will overflow, the blossoming pain already spreading through every part of your body. Your hands clenched around some of your clothes, breaths becoming ragged as you tried to regain your bearings. You hate yourself for feeling this way --- how Erwin ruined anybody for you. Nobody can make you feel so alive the way Erwin did. Nobody can enlighten the cosmos for you the way he willingly did. Nobody can compare to him. Not even the people who admitted to having feelings for you way before you started your relationship with the blonde Adonis.

You can never love anybody as the intensity of emotions you feel for Erwin.

The huge suitcase is openly sitting beside your bed, already half-full with the clothes that you choose to bring to your destination. With your closet already done tidying (Levi should feel proud), you turn your attention to your desk. A dry chuckle came out of your lips when you picked up a pile of papers from the most bottom drawer, papers that you pour your sleepless nights to. You skim over every stapled document and full-on laughed when you flip on an annotated essay. It was a miracle how you passed that class. You are convinced that Shadis was a military general before becoming a college professor. Every single paragraph you wrote in sophomore year is marked with a bright red pen. You place them in a box meant for junk and unused supplies. Seeing some of your previous papers lifts your somber mood.

Until you come across a small glass jar filled with small pieces of paper inside the topmost drawer.

You know what's inside of that jar. Even Hange and Levi knew about it, being the ones who suggested it to Erwin.

With a tentative hand, you took the jar from its home, and brush your hand over its lid as if it can take you back to when it was given to you.

In your junior year, you were typing away on your laptop, the stress brought by an elective course visible on your face. You were alone in the confines of the library booth, having excused yourself from Hange in the most gentle way possible because you need to concentrate if you wanted to pass this class. Hange whined about it but if it wasn't for Levi's hard tone, they would have tagged along with you. With a small smile, you thanked Levi, waved goodbye to Hange, and went your merry way to one of the more modern-styled libraries in your university. The only exception to this jovial mood you had was the prospect of squeezing your brain to think about coming up with an exceptional essay. So, here you were, slumped on the plush armchair you picked, the soothing tunes in your earphones contrasting with your stressed-out face.

"I finally found you," the voice you always dreamed of waking up next to whisper in your ear.

You tilted your head to give Erwin a million-dollar smile. "Hey, where were you?"

He occupied the armchair in front of you and took out his reference book, alongside his binder and highlighters. "I was with a study group. You know, the one I told you about --- for Biochemistry." He flipped his binder open, his pen twirling in his dominant hand. "You should've come with me. There was this person that I'm sure you'd love being friends with. You two share this crazed love for sappy romances. I'm thinking it's a great bonding experience if ever you two become friends."

You chuckled. "Give me their number, then. If I'm free, I'm also thinking of giving this a shot and hang out with them."

"Okay, I'll ask her."

You slightly paused. Erwin made friends with a girl. You didn't think much about it since he's friends with Nanaba and a few others so you focused on your computer again.

"I have this idea."

"Hmm?"

Erwin looked at you with the most crystalline eyes, taking your breath away. "Okay, I admit that I didn't think on it by myself but it's the thought that counts, right?"

"Did Hange and Levi help you out?"

He scratched his head with a sheepish smile. "Yeah, you got me." Then, he cleared his throat. "Here goes nothing. For every day starting tomorrow, let's write something on a piece of paper about the things we love about one another, it doesn't matter if they're nonsense or if they're random things. We put these small letters in a small jar we will be picking up in the university mall later when we eat out for dinner. We do this until the day of our anniversary next year. And when that day comes, we exchange the jars. It's up to you if you read one letter per day or if you read them all in one sitting, as long as the messages reach you, that's all that matters to me."

His words ring in your head, the small jar on your lap. You're afraid of what you might find inside. You never opened it, no matter how hard and curious you are. Levi mentioned that if you really wanted to do it, you should but you also shouldn't push yourself. You took his advice and the small jar collected dust in your desk the moment Erwin broke up with you, which was the day after he gave the jar to you. You didn't open it, thinking it will protect yourself but it's inevitable all the same.

You pick one pastel yellow paper, your small heart immediately pinches with that familiar pain you associate with everything Erwin left behind.

--- Everything about you mesmerizes me. I don't know why but the moment you were introduced to me by Hange, you're instantly the captor of my heart.

("Erwin! Levi!" Hange shouted, pulling along a stranger to the said young men.

Levi scrunched his face in distaste, the source of his headache coming closer. "Oh, God, they're here. Bye, Erwin, I have something coming up---"

"Hold it right there, Levi! Sit down." Hange pointed his previously occupied seat, their grip on the person's hand still tight, never letting go, much to the black-haired man's displeasure.

"Stop talking to me like a dog."

Hange ignored Levi and turned to Erwin, who was glancing at the person behind their friend. It was only the start of the second semester but it looked like that Hange found someone they deemed worthy as a friend. Erwin chuckled at the thought that Hange was the designated social butterfly in their little trio. Beside him, Levi was grumbling about being late in his part-time job, which was working as a waiter in his mother's restaurant. Erwin shook his head and fixed their gaze on Hange, anticipation visible in his smile.

"So, care to introduce us to your new friend, Hange?"

The brown-haired person perked up, placing their hands on the stranger's shoulders, putting her in front of them. "This is [Name]! She's so kind, you guys. I invited her to lunch with us since she's been my sitting buddy in our class with Zackley. I know it's only been a week in the second semester but," they blew a raspberry that garnered a pretty laugh from you, "who cares about that. I think I found my platonic soulmate in her. And I almost forgot to mention, she's so pretty!" They all but gushed.

Your cheeks flamed, smile directed at the two men gawking at you. "Hi, I heard so much of you two. You're Levi, right?" The said man nodded with slightly wide eyes. "Nice to meet you." Then, the most beautiful blue eyes met with your curious ones. "Hello, Erwin."

Erwin breathed a dazed laugh. "Hi.")

The next letter came on a pink piece of paper.

--- I love how you place your hand on your chest every time you find something cute. If only you see your face, I think it's the most adorable thing I've ever seen. It looks so pretty on you, that delighted and awed look you got when you do it.

At the message, you purse your lips, your breath shaking as another memory plays in your mind. It's mocking you but you still let it replay. Because God damn it, you now know why that dog was given the name Sunshine. Everything comes back to the reason why Erwin broke up with you.

(You kneeled in front of the puppy with stars in your eyes. It wagged its tail at the attention, tongue peeking through its mouth as it tilted its head to the side, curious of the new person. You cooed at the golden fur and the flopped ears, your hand already reaching out to scratch the puppy's neck. It was a last-minute decision to adopt the dog, with Erwin impulsively turning back to the pet shop without a single word. You were puzzled when you followed him, of course, but when he presented the golden retriever puppy, snug in his chest, you were beaming.

Now, you were sitting on the floor of Erwin's newly-acquired apartment, eager to make acquaintances with the puppy he named Sunshine. You figured it was the perfect name since the dog seemed to embody everything positive with its energetic yet playful nature. You were being gentle with the puppy to make it get used to your presence, with your tactic working.

"Erwin! He's in my lap now!" you gushed in joy, the puppy looking at you with calm eyes. "Aw, look at you, you're such a good boy!" The puppy barked as if he agreed with your words, making you put your hand in your chest from the cuteness. "This is too much for my heart right now. Wait till Hange sees you, Sunshine."

Erwin smiled at the sight of you and his dog playing with each other. Sunshine was nuzzling his head in your neck, something the blonde man also loved doing. With a slight laugh, he called out, "Sunshine, don't take away my favorite person, okay? That's my spot right there you're laying your head right now." He walked to you, sitting behind you with his chest pressed against your back. He put his head on your other shoulder and inhaled your fruity scent. It's strawberries this time. "See, stop hogging my space, Sunshine."

His deep voice resonated on your back, making you tilt your head a little to meet his eyes. "Oh, come on, let Sunshine have his fun. You always nuzzle into my neck every time you see me."

"But he looks cozy there."

"How about this, why don't I stay over tonight so that you can have all my hugs instead, hmm?"

Erwin kissed your temple with a hum. "That's perfect.")

--- You are the personification of the butterflies going alive inside my body. You caused them and molded them into the shape of you. With that, I can't get you out of my mind because every single monarch fluttering its wing against my ribs is each little thing I love about you.

("Erwin, give me your hand."

He looked up at your random request. "Okay?" He still did it.

"Place it against mine."

You hovered your hand in between you, palm facing your boyfriend. He followed your instruction.

"I'm always amazed how big your hand is, Erwin." You giggled, making Erwin's cheek flush with a beautiful shade of rose. "It makes my heart warm for some reason, thinking you can cup both of my hands in yours." You noticed that Erwin was still staring at you with a funny look on his face, almost like he was feeling so many things at once. You laughed, shyly asking because of the intensity of his stare, "Why are you looking at me like that, Erwin?"

"You're so fucking beautiful, did you know that?"

Your face became warm at the compliment. "Oh, stop it. There are so many girls around campus who are leagues better than me."

"But they're not you, though."

"... Okay, what do you want, Erwin."

"I just want to compliment my girlfriend, that's all."

"... I hate you."

"I feel the opposite, darling.")

You crumple the small paper and pick another one.

--- You paint me with so many colors all at once. These colors signify what I feel for you. Color me all you want, [Name]. I want the rest of my life to be your canvas. Make me your masterpiece.

God, why is it that when Erwin says or writes something, flowers come out instead of words? Your jaw clenches at how easily this came from him. How can he casually write this when another person is beginning to worm their way into his heart? You read the small message again and you cover your mouth with your hand, the cries you carefully disguise as sharp breaths, coming out as you expect them to. There's no memory for this one because what he made you feel when you were together, until today, is the same as his message. You let him color you the way he wanted, too, and you didn't even know there was someone else in his mind the whole time he did it.

You feel cheated.

You furiously wipe the tears on your cheeks, choosing to torture yourself once again. As each message becomes crumpled on the spot beside you, your chest hurts so much. Why are you doing this to yourself? If your friends see you right now, they might never want anything to do with you. Here you are, crying your heart out to the messages Erwin left in this little jar, clutching on them like they're your lifeline.

--- You cradle me with so much care that I smile so wide even if I feel blue.

--- You are the most beautiful girl I know, now and forever.

--- Eternity is the word I think of when you come to my mind.

--- When you wear my clothes, it develops something warm in my chest. What would it be like to see you in our future kitchen together, dressed only in my shirt as you make your special breakfast? Just the thought of that sends me to celestial heights. I love you so much.

--- What would it be like to finally wake up beside you in our shared home? I've always dreamed of that ever since you said yes to me.

--- You're so kind.

Kind enough to let everything slide. Kind enough to be friends with the person he suggested, Marie. Kind enough to advise Marie on her unrequited love with a person you didn't know at that time.

--- I love the patience that you have.

You're so patient with Erwin, waiting for him to tell you the truth that he doesn't see you as his 'one and only' anymore. You waited so hard, looking at him with your star-filled eyes but he never said anything. You knew it from another one of Marie's friends, Carly Stratmann. How Erwin became even closer with Marie and how pitiful you look, like a kicked puppy because Carly mentioned that Erwin called Marie 'Sunshine' --- you also discovered that it inspired Erwin to name his dog that.

You didn't even know if what you felt was patience or denial at that point.

--- You have the biggest heart among the people I know.

You have the biggest heart that you forgave him and told him he did nothing wrong when he talked to you for the last time.

--- I don't know why but I ache at the thought of losing you.

He did.

Hange and Levi didn't know what to do and whose side to choose.

Hange chose to stay in the middle.

--- I'm sorry.

Were the words he said to you when he poured out that he started gaining feelings for Marie months after they started going together in this study group.

And it's the last piece of paper you read from the small jar.

The world outside you starts to pour. How fitting. Everything starts to become cold, seeping through the walls of your room until the chill reaches you, creeping through part of your body. You curse Erwin in your head for making you feel this way. However, you claw your chest when you realize that Marie doesn't deserve to have swords thrown at her. She has the biggest heart --- so kind, patient, caring, beautiful, and a girl worthy of the word eternity. It hurts so much that you can't be angry at such a sweet person. Instead, you direct your anger at yourself. You start blaming yourself for not breaking ties with Erwin sooner, knowing how much Marie became his object of adoration the moment he told you how she liked the same genre of books like him.

You don't know how long you've been crying.

It lasts until your eyes give out, only staring at the barren board you pinned your pictures on.

"I knocked on your door but you didn't answer." A tentative voice comes from the entrance of your room. "I just let myself in, if you don't mind."

You turn your head to Levi --- his declaration of having a crush on you during sophomore year echoing like a migraine.

"Hey," he murmurs, making his way to you and sitting on your bed. He wraps his arm around you, placing your head on his chest. "Let it out." Levi lets you cry again, hands clutching the fabric of his top, with him not caring if his sweater becomes stained with your tears. He gently leans his head on the top of your head as your sobs make him tightly close his eyes. "I don't care if I know Erwin first, seeing you hurting ... my mind's telling me to stay by your side instead. You shouldn't feel this way. If it were me --- fuck, what am I saying? You don't need this bullshit right now." He says in your hair the next moment, "I'm always here --- remember that, brat."

Cyclamens and yellow carnations slowly become delphiniums and proteas.

[ncssian]

A Favor: Part Fourteen

Nessian Modern AU

Masterlist

a/n: my quickest AND longest update to date?? who am i??

merry christmas for real this time. thank you sm for reading i never voice my appreciation for yall but it’s there i swear

tw: abuse mention

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Cassian’s plan to grab his stuff and get the hell back home is intercepted by Feyre, who pulls him aside and proceeds to spill everything about her fight with Nesta to him.

His heart hurts for Feyre—he of all people knows what it’s like to feel unwanted by your biological family. But what did she really think would happen? Their entire friend group is about placing chosen bonds over blood bonds. Feyre can’t be that offended if Nesta prefers the company of her friends over her little sisters. And trying to talk to Nesta about her therapy? Jesus.

But Cassian has a feeling it’ll take both Feyre and Elain a long spelling out of things before they can begin to understand Nesta the way he does, and he doesn’t have time for that right now. He’s too distracted to even provide the comfort Feyre came to him for.

Somehow, he makes up an excuse and detaches himself from the conversation, leaving to find his coat and keys. Azriel spies him on the way to the door and gives him a look.

“Not a fucking word,” Cassian growls as he passes. Everyone else is engrossed in a game of poker and getting progressively more drunk. Feyre now sits on Rhys’s lap, once again content. Azriel only smirks but shakes his head, letting Cassian slip out of the penthouse unnoticed.

He takes the long way home, needing the night air and flashing headlights to clear his head. Once he gets off the freeway leading to town, though, he picks up his phone and calls Nesta.

She doesn’t pick up.

On the fourth call that goes unanswered, Cassian gives up. Fine. She doesn’t want to talk to him tonight. But still he finds himself driving past her neighborhood, once, twice, as if he’s listless without being able to talk to her. He has too many feelings he needs to get off his chest, and she’s the first person he always goes to for those things.

Try to consider her feelings.

It’s that thought that forces him to turn around and drive back to the cabin. They’ll both feel better in the morning, anyway. He can find her and talk as soon as the day starts.

It’s past midnight when he finally pulls up to the driveway, and still he’s disappointed to not see Nesta’s car there. Still he’s disappointed to enter an empty cabin.

The Christmas tree they decorated together sits unlit in the corner of the living room, their presents untouched under the fir leaves. Without turning the lights on, Cassian trudges upstairs and heads straight to bed.

Any sleep he finds is short and restless. His eyes shut sometime around three in the morning, and when they next open, early dawn light is streaming in through the windows. Snow flurries gently against the glass.

Giving up on the prospect of genuine rest, Cassian accepts that he’ll have to seek out Nesta with dark circles and a half-functioning brain today.

He already has a list in his mind as he heads downstairs: get coffee and breakfast for Nesta, get dressed, be at her door by the time she wakes at nine.

Then he reaches the foot of the stairs, and realizes none of that is necessary.

Straight out of his dreams, Nesta is sitting cross-legged on the ground before the coffee table, inspecting a puzzle piece in the cutest sweater he’s ever seen.

Cassian freezes with his hand on the banister, wondering if he’s still asleep. He watches her bite her lip intently, trying to fit the puzzle piece into a corner of the puzzle. It doesn’t fit.

“Fuck,” she swears softly, tossing the piece aside. Cassian clears his throat.

Nesta’s head shoots up, her focus broken. “You’re awake.”

“You’re in my house,” he says dumbly.

“That’s what the key you gave me is for, isn’t it?”

Hesitantly, like he’s approaching a wounded bear, Cassian walks farther into the living room. “Are you—I mean, are we…?”

“Use your words, baby.”

He breathes a sigh of relief. She doesn’t seem upset. There’s so much he wants to ask her: did she sleep well? Where did she get her Christmas sweater from, and does it mean she’s secretly been a fan of Christmas all along? Does she want hot chocolate or coffee with her breakfast?

“How was your night?” he settles on. He moves to sit across from her at the coffee table.

“Find where this goes,” Nesta demands, handing him a new puzzle piece and pointing to their nearly finished puzzle.

Cassian obeys, and Nesta talks while he works. “I was pretty pissed when I got home last night,” she says. “I wanted to tell you all about this stupid fight I had with my boyfriend, and how I knew he was right but I was still furious at him, until I remembered that you were my boyfriend, and I didn’t want to see you.”

Cassian pretends to focus on the puzzle, letting Nesta get her words out.

“So Gwyn called to say thank you for her present—you were right, by the way, she loves it—and then we ended up talking the whole night, and I told her everything about my sisters and,” she waves a hand, “the other shit.

“And at one point I realized that I was telling her the stuff I needed to be telling you. So I came here as soon as I hung up with Gwyn.”

Cassian looks up. “When was that?”

Nesta shrugs. “Five in the morning?”

“Nesta,” he scolds. “You’ll fuck up your sleep cycle.”

“Will you let me get to my point, damn it?”

Cassian shuts up and sits back.

Nesta is staring down at the puzzle, fiddling with her fingernails. Carefully selecting her next words like an attorney would. “I wanted to apologize for—the things I said last night. I was projecting my insecurities onto you, and I’m sure you already know it, but that doesn’t make it okay.” She looks up, face serious. “My sisters and I bring out the worst in each other. We always have. But I let that affect how I treated you when you had nothing to do with it.”

“But you were right.” Cassian can’t stay quiet anymore. “I mean, a lot of what you said was wrong, but at the heart of your point you were right.” It took Cassian all night to sift through what Nesta had said, to separate the truth from the meaningless words of hurt. He finally sees it now.

“I should have watched out for you last night, even if I couldn’t claim you as my girlfriend. I know how you are in new environments with new people and I left you to the wolves.” The wolves are his most trusted friends, sure, but they aren’t Nesta’s. And he was an idiot to forget it.

Nesta fixes another puzzle piece into place, and for the first time this morning, true regret passes over her face. “I didn’t enjoy hurting you. I hated every second of it while I was doing it. So as long as you know I didn’t mean any of it, I’ll be fine.”

We were good distractions for each other in your lonely little cabin, but deep down you know we wouldn’t last a day in the real world.

You were sad and desperate for acknowledgement when we first met, and you’re the same way now.

Cassian nods once. “I know,” he says softly. “You could never lie to me.” Even if some of her words had struck a little truer than they should have. Cassian realizes bitterly it’s because her insecurities are the same as his.

“So are you going to tell me about what the real problem was yesterday?” He dares to broach the elephant in the room.

Nesta stiffens, refocusing on the puzzle to avoid his gaze. “I already told you,” she says. “My sisters and I bring out the worst in each other.”

“There’s more to it than that, though.” When Nesta doesn’t respond, he adds, “Feyre told me her side of the story. It probably wasn’t all of it, but if it makes you feel better, I agreed with you.”

Nesta snorts derisively. “She was being unreasonable, but I made it worse. You know that, don’t you?” She raises a brow. “You know how I am.”

Cassian remembers their screaming match from the time he tried to get her a doctor’s appointment, and oddly enough, smiles. “I know you hate it,” he says, “and I know it’s frustrating as hell, but people stop taking your arguments seriously when you start flinging insults. It probably isn’t fair, but you’ve been in a courtroom. You know how it works.”

Nesta grimaces. “Believe me, the future lawyer in me is not proud of how I held up in last night’s fight.”

“Right there.” Cassian slides a section of green pieces over to himself and fits them into place, completing the rolling hills of the landscape scene. There’s only a handful of pieces left, all in the sky area. He waits for Nesta to be ready to speak.

After several moments of working in silence, she says, “My sisters have never really accepted me the way I am. I used to think Elain did back when we were kids, but then I stopped prioritizing her and she stopped understanding.”

Cassian knows Elain is pissed that her once-closest sister no longer cares to talk to her. But what he wants to know is why Nesta stopped answering her calls. Why she pulled away and went into isolation, and wouldn’t come out for anyone until a few short months ago.

Nesta clears her throat. “I was not a well-adjusted kid. I’m not a well-adjusted adult, either, but—I was even worse in my youth. I had a deadbeat dad, who I hated while my sisters adored him. I hated the life we had to live because of him, and I let that hate seep everywhere. Into everything and everyone else.” She blows out a breath and shakes her head. “There was no place closer to hell than that fucking one-bedroom apartment. I hated the person I was in that place—like I had no control over my emotions, my tantrums, my entire self. I was stuck in this childlike state of rage and I couldn’t move on, couldn’t grow up.

“No one could figure out what was wrong with me, so I had to take care of my issues myself. I read more books, I went out more often, I always had headphones in—I learned how to escape. I learned how to limit the destruction. Once I did that, I could care for Elain more openly. I could have civil conversations with Feyre, too. That’s where we went wrong, I think. I gave Feyre hope that I could be a better person, and once she latched onto it, she refused to let go.” Nesta picks at the sleeves of her knit sweater. “She never understood that I was cold and removed just because I was. She always had this belief that deep down, I secretly had a heart of gold and a shit ton of love to give. I never bothered telling her she was wrong, so her expectations of me grew. And so did Elain’s. And then I graduated high school.” She shrugs.

Cassian frowns. “That’s when you left your family and moved here?”

She nods. “The distance helped. For a short time, I thought I was free. No responsibilities or people to answer to. But then I met Tomas—my ex—and Feyre and Elain followed me to Colorado not long after my dad died. And even then I stayed optimistic, because most people would be lucky to have their sisters and boyfriend all in the same place. I thought I could finally have all the relationships a normal person my age was supposed to have if I just put in the effort.” She meets Cassian’s eyes. “I never told you much about Tomas, did I?”

His stomach sinks, but he shakes his head.

“It was not a fun first love. But the only reason I didn’t tell you about it earlier was because I didn’t know how to describe it myself.” She rubs her palms down her thighs, but it isn’t enough to hide their tremble.

“I know what to call it now,” Nesta says. “It was abusive.”

Cassian says nothing. He can’t. But his hands curl into hard fists under the coffee table.

“Lana made me work up to using that word.” She rolls her eyes, like the whole thing annoys and embarrasses her. “He was abusive: physically, verbally, emotionally. I’m not going to go into the details or anything, but it’s what was happening to me during those college years that my sisters needed me to be there for them.”

Cassian would never in a thousand years ask Nesta for information she isn’t ready to give, but in that moment he’s overwhelmed with the need to know everything—every little thing that’s ever been done to her, so he can draw up a list and exact calculated revenge for all of it. His voice is rough against the lump in his throat, out of fury or despair he doesn’t know. “Nesta…”

“I promise I’m almost done.” She holds up a hand.

Take your time. Tell me everything.

“This isn’t about him,” Nesta says. “This is about my sisters. Because even if I hadn’t been stupid enough to let that man waste almost four years of my life, I would have ended up in the same place with Feyre and Elain. They’d still be disappointed when they realized I couldn’t be what they wanted me to be.” She wraps her arms around herself in a hug, and Cassian wishes he’d sat beside her so those could be his arms.

She shakes her head. “I did my best so I wouldn’t be cooped up with them, wouldn’t be lashing out at them… and it still wasn’t enough. They wanted me to be nice, friendly, talkative. So I tried doing that too, even though I hated it. But around the same time things with Tomas started to get unbearable, Feyre found Rhysand and you guys. So now I had to hang out with my sister while she had a group of strangers constantly surrounding her, and go back home to a man who hated me at the end of the day.” She looks up at Cassian then, and her blue-gray gaze hits him with the force of a truck. “As soon as Feyre moved away to Velaris, I saw my way out. I finally broke up with Tomas. I gave up on all my relationships and I let go, and I don’t care if you or anyone else thinks it’s pathetic, or the bare minimum. It’s all I had to give.”

Cassian swallows roughly, unable to find his words. “It’s not pathetic, Nesta,” he finally says. “There’s nothing pathetic about doing what doesn’t come easily to you.”

There’s a million other things he needs to say to her, to make sure that she knows she isn’t stupid, or embarrassing, or not enough. But it all floats right out of his head when she heaves a big, dramatic sigh, as if a great weight has been lifted off her chest. As if Cassian’s measly words were all she needed to hear to feel alright.

She snatches up the final remaining puzzle piece and clicks it into place. “And we’re done,” she declares.

Cassian looks down at the table between them, which is now fully lit by the beaming morning sun outside. His eyes land on an empty space near the corner of the landscape, and his face falls. “There’s a piece missing,” he says.

“No way, where?” Nesta leans closer.

Cassian is already on his hands and knees, checking under and around the table for the missing piece.

“This is all your fault,” Nesta is saying above him. “You bumped into the table that time we were making out and all those pieces went flying.”

“Well, how fucking far could it have gone? Help me find it.” He’s serious now, searching the floor with intent. They can’t leave the puzzle unfinished. It was the only thing he could find in his garage all those months ago that could distract Nesta from anticipating her MRI results. And after the diagnosis, it had been a way to lift her mood, to give the two of them an excuse to spend every evening together—

“Sweetheart, it’s just a puzzle.”

Cassian sits up straight at that. “Just a puzzle?” He narrows his eyes at her.

“Well, it’s either that or an overextended metaphor for our relationship—are you crying?”

“No.” He blinks quickly. If there’s wetness there, he doesn’t know how Nesta glimpsed it.

He’s had a hard twelve hours. Nesta even more so. “I just feel really bad, about last night and everything else.” Because even if she acts like what she just spilled to him isn’t a big deal, he’ll never forget it.

He looks up to find Nesta laughing. Hand-over-her-mouth cackling. Before he can ask what’s wrong with her, she’s climbing up onto the coffee table, breaking up the puzzle and sending pieces scattering as she crawls across it. “Nesta—” he starts to protest.

She drops into his lap, winding her arms and legs around his powerful body. And she leans in and kisses him, long and deep and sweet. His hands settle into the curve of her hips, where they’ve always fit perfectly.

She breaks the kiss to fit her palm to his cheek. “I’m sorry,” she says. She never says that. “I didn’t mean to make you upset.” Her lips quirk up teasingly, but real guilt from the night before lingers in her eyes. Cassian realizes in that moment that Nesta could never hurt anybody more than she hurts herself.

“Don’t waste your apologies on me.” He nudges her nose with his. “Save them for people who’ll actually need to hear them.”

A real smile starts to bloom on her face. “I’ll try.”

Pride and love take his breath away, but he manages to say, “Thank you. For sharing so much of yourself with me.”

She makes an embarrassed noise and waves him off, but emotion shines in her eyes. Just to spare her, Cassian changes the subject. “Now what in the world are you wearing?”

She glances down at herself, frowning. “You don’t like it?”

“I love it.” The sweater looks hand knit, bright red with a green Christmas tree in the center. Balls of colorful fuzz decorate the tree as ornaments. “I want you to wear it every day,” he says.

“Over my dead body. I’d rather you help me take it off.”

Nesta’s hips feel especially snug against his as heat rushes to his crotch. She smirks like she caught him on a hook and leans in to whisper, “You look tired. Did you stay up thinking about my dress last night?”

Cassian swallows roughly. It might have crossed his mind a few times—not just the dress, but the fact that she had picked it out for him. He didn’t know that Nesta cared about things like that.

She rubs a thumb under his weary and reddened eyes. “After your anger faded, did you think about all the make-up sex we were going to have? Because I did.”

“Nesta,” he groans, dropping his head to rest against her chest. Either she plays him too well or he’s too easy to play, because Cassian is half a second away from damning everything to hell and dragging her to the living room carpet.

Until Nesta’s stomach growls loudly.

That’s when he remembers: it’s Christmas morning, he’s with the love of his life, and they’re both starving and sleep-deprived.

He looks up to find her eyes screwed shut in frustration. Before she can protest, he warns, “Don’t even think about it.” He pats her thighs. “Let’s get some food in you.”

***

Cassian makes them chocolate chip pancakes, and Nesta, feeling clingier than usual today, hangs piggyback off his body the entire time he cooks. She hasn’t slept in almost twenty-four hours, yet she feels like she was born anew this morning.

In the middle of breakfast, Cassian’s phone vibrates. He hardly even glances at it before turning it over.

“Who was it?” Nesta asks through a mouthful of pancakes. She hasn’t asked him about how his own night went, but she expects that his friends will want to call and talk to him at some point today.

“Feyre,” he says without looking at her. “She asked where I went last night.”

“Why’re you ignoring her?” She raises a brow.

Cassian looks a little surprised. “I thought we were mad at her.”

“No.” Nesta sets her fork down. “I’m mad at her. What’s your excuse?”

He shrugs. “Solidarity. I’m mad that you had your Christmas Eve ruined. I know what it took you just to show up there.”

“You’re the only one that knows.” Nesta supposes that not everything has been cleared up with Cassian after all. “Listen,” she tries to soften her blunt tone. “Whatever is between me and my sisters… you don’t need to concern yourself with it. You’ll never have to choose sides between us.”

He watches her closely, carefully. “Even if I want to defend my girlfriend?”

Her stomach flutters at that inconsequential word, but she doesn’t show it. “Even then. Feyre looks at you like an older brother. I’m sure Elain does too, a little bit. Don’t let me get in the way of that.” He probably feels guilty every time he texts Feyre, the loyal bastard.

Cassian looks at his plate, then nods resolutely. “I can do that.” He adds a moment later, “For what it’s worth, I do get where the girls are coming from. Even if they had a shit way of going about it.” His eyes darken as he remembers.

Nesta doesn’t know what he was told about the fight, but she chuckles at his moody face anyway. “I expected you to. You’ve always loved spending time with your family, and you’ve never known anything different. But the reality is this: the closeness you have between you and your brothers isn’t something that can be forced onto every group of siblings. And the more Feyre and Elain try to force it, the more I push against it.”

“It sounds stifling.” His face is open, understanding. “To feel like you’re always too much but never enough.”

Nesta pauses, stunned. Cassian is almost too empathetic sometimes, like he carries a thousand past lives within him. Maybe he spent his time learning Nesta by heart in those lives.

Or maybe she’s getting too damn sentimental. She chokes out a dismissive laugh, going back to her pancakes. “Just text Feyre back. Then we can have the rest of the day to ourselves.”

***

Late morning brings heavy snowfall and a chill that infiltrates the walls of the cabin. The Christmas tree in the living room is lit—something Cassian didn’t notice earlier when he came downstairs to find Nesta in his house. Realizing that she’s the one who lit it up first thing in the morning does something to his chest, but he pushes the feeling down where it can’t scare Nesta away.

The weight of the past day must finally catch up to her, though, because by the time Cassian finishes lighting the fireplace, she’s knocked out asleep on the couch.

“No makeup sex then, Nes?” he says softly. Getting up from the hearth, he goes to pull the fur couch throw over her body. Cassian settles at the end of the couch near her feet, taking care so she doesn’t wake, and picks up his laptop from the coffee table. He’s been slacking with his work ever since he got with Nesta, and he might as well catch up on it now before Rhysand takes notice.

The first email that pops up in his inbox is a corporate reminder about the annual New Year’s Eve fundraiser gala, hosted in some high-class hotel in Denver this year. Cassian reads the email once, twice, three times before reaching for his phone.

Rhys answers on the first ring. “Oh, so you don’t hate us,” he drawls.

“What?” Cassian is confused.

“Because with the way you’ve been acting at family events lately, one would have reason to think you don’t want to be around your family much.”

“Oh—no, this isn’t about that.” Cassian refuses to let Rhys linger on this topic. “I called about the New Year’s party.”

“What about it?” he says. “Other than that tacky hotel.”

Cassian decides to spit it out. “I’m not coming.”

Rhys is stunned silent over the line for a moment. “What do you mean, you’re not coming?” Cassian never misses company events, no matter how much he hates dressing up and driving out to the city to schmooze with donors.

But too many of his holidays have gone to Rhys instead of Nesta this year, and he finds himself unwilling to give more.

“I’ve been stressed as hell lately,” he lies, trying to stay quiet for Nesta. “I’m always the one driving hours to see everyone else, and I can’t go all the way out to Denver for another party. I’m sorry.”

“Bullshit,” Rhys responds. “You have nothing going on at work and nothing going on outside of it. What could you be stressed about?”

Cassian makes a mental note to find a hobby that doesn’t include his brothers, if only so he can use it as an excuse to spend time with his secret girlfriend in the future. For now, he has to settle with the truth. “I can’t tell you.”

It’s a petty card to play, but it’s a valid one. No matter how nosy his family might be, they know how to back off when a line is drawn, no explanation required.

Rhys’s voice softens. “Is it serious? Is it a health issue?”

Cassian nearly laughs, even though he feels bad for making Rhys worry. “No, nothing like that. But I still can’t come.”

“What can I do to make it easier for you?” Rhys tries again. “New Year’s isn’t the same without all of my family in one place.”

Cassian snorts. “Come over to my place then.” He says it half-jokingly, but then Rhys doesn’t answer, as if he’s thinking.

“The gala guest list is too big to fit in the cabin…” he ponders. “But I guess I could have it narrowed down at the last minute. The Mayfairs certainly won’t be happy about it, though.”

Cassian’s eyes widen, and he looks over at Nesta’s sleeping form. “Uh…” He scrambles for something to get him out of this.

“New Year’s at a luxury cabin, all of us reuniting at your home for the first time in months? I love it,” Rhys declares. “Better than fucking Denver, that’s for sure.”

Cassian coughs, then covers it up with a forced chuckle. “I’ll have the place ready by next week.”

The call is over before he knows it, and all he can do is stare at the phone in his hand wondering what the hell just happened.

You didn’t entirely lose, he thinks to himself. You’re spending New Year’s with Nesta.

Yeah—New Year’s with Nesta and his entire family. He drops his head back against the couch and groans quietly.

***

Nesta wakes up late in the afternoon to Cassian presenting her with a mug of eggnog and bad news about New Year’s Eve.

The idea of another party, especially one with her sisters present, so soon after the last one makes Nesta’s very bones ache. But she supposes she’ll just have to take the next week to recover and prepare, because she isn’t missing out on a holiday with Cassian for anything.

The way she’s started romanticizing simple things like the new year should probably alarm her, but it doesn’t.

They sit down to open presents with the TV playing lowly in the background. It’s nothing serious, and Nesta isn’t expecting to get anything much until she unwraps her present.

It’s a vinyl record packaged in an elaborate sleeve with the words Nesta’s Mix etched across it. She slowly pulls the record out of the sleeve, staring at it. “What’s this?”

“It’s called a vinyl.”

She spears him with a look. “I got that. What’s on it?”

Cassian turns sheepish, sprawled out across from her on the carpet. “I stalked your Spotify to figure out what you listen to. Then I made a playlist based off what I thought you’d like and got it turned into vinyl. It’s all new music…” He trails off at the look on her face. “But if you hate it, the B-side has your favorite songs on there. You can listen to it either way.”

“I don’t hate it.” Nesta blinks her burning eyes rapidly, staring down at the gift in her hands. She’s not used to receiving thoughtful gifts—or pricey ones. “Thank you,” she says plainly, trying to let her feelings speak for themselves in those two words. “I love it.” She knows she should be saying more, damn it, but what can she say?

Cassian reaches out to put a hand on her knee, his thumb stroking circles across her leg. She looks up at him and realizes she doesn’t need words. Leaning forward, she lands a kiss on his cheek and can only hope that it’s sufficient. “Where am I going to play it?” she asks.

“I was close to getting you a record player when I remembered I already have one. I’ve never used it in my life.” He looks at her more gently now. “So it’s basically yours.”

Nesta’s chest tightens painfully. Not because he’s giving the record player to her, but because he’s suggesting they own it together.

“My present is going to look so stupid next to yours,” she says quietly.

Cassian grins. “Now I really need to see it.”

Nesta buries her head in her hands in humiliation while he tears open the wrapping paper of his gift, and only looks up when she hears him laugh aloud.

He’s holding a copy of one of Nesta’s favorite romances, and the first of many of her books that he’s ever stolen from her and read. He turns the vintage paperback around in his hands. “I remember this one. I totally had a sex dream about it.” He gazes in reminiscence at the busty blonde on the cover.

Nesta snorts, but scoots closer to him eagerly. “Look inside.”

He flips it open to find dark scribbles along the margins, in every single margin.

“I annotated it,” Nesta says hesitantly. “With my thoughts and analysis on each scene. It’s probably dumb to critically analyze a ninetie’s erotica novel, but I thought you’d find it funny.”

Cassian is flipping through the pages more slowly now, taking his time to read each one. “I don’t think it’s funny,” he says after a moment, his eyes still on the book. “I think it’s more than anything I could have asked for.”

“Well, that’s a bit dramatic for a romance book—”

“Not the book.” He looks up at her with something in his eyes. “It’s all your thoughts.” He looks back at the book in wonder. “Written out for me in detail to keep.”

He starts to smirk, searching for a specific page. “I already know how you feel about the boat scene, but now I need to read about it.”

Nesta makes a noise of protest, grabbing for the book. “Don’t spoil the good parts yet.” She can hardly believe it. He finds her joke present good. “You always spoil the good parts first and get sad about it later.”

He makes a face. “True.” He lowers the book, growing serious. “Nesta.” He clears his throat, and her heart starts pounding. She can hear the words before he says them—

“You’re a really good gift giver.”

Nesta’s breath shudders out of her, in relief or disappointment she doesn’t know. Cassian is still staring at her in amazement, and she can only respond by throwing herself at him, her arms holding him tight.

He doesn’t falter under her weight, but pulls her closer. “Thank you,” he says into her ear.

She pulls back far enough to see him. His beautiful face is outlined with too many emotions for her to read, yet somehow she knows exactly what he’s feeling.

Overwhelmed, she leans in to place a soft kiss above his upper lip, then on his mouth. “Merry Christmas,” she whispers against his lips.

“Merry Christmas, Nesta.”

***

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[cloudy-leonhart]

Marleyan Warriors with a Filipino S/O!!

[Author Note: this is literally a re-do of my headcanons bc tumblr’s being mean and deleting my drafts, anyways trying to rush another finished bc outta here 😭 also! Reminder that my requests are OPEN, don’t be afraid to send in any requests!!]

Summary: Marleyan Warriors with a Pinoy S/O!

Recommended Song: Titibo-Tibo by Moira Dela Torre

TW: Swearing.

Theme: Fluff, Modern AU.

Characters: Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie, Zeke, Pieck, Porco.

Annie Leonhart

Annie knew, she actually met you at an event for those with cultures, and saw you dancing with your friends to traditional filipino folk music.

She was kinda hesitant to go when you asked her to accompany you to the Philippines, she didn’t like traveling.

She was kinda shocked on how welcoming your family was, your mom and dad hugged her out of nowhere and she just let out a squeak.

Your little sister forced her to go to SM mall with her omg- She literally came home with bags of candy.

Yes, Annie has a soft spot for your family, she probably almost spent all her money on them.

Buchi rivals her love for donuts. She looked like she discovered a new universe after eating one of them thangs.

God, help her when she’s watching filipino movies, your family encouraged her to watch movies with them, and by the end of it she was a mess, pretty sure she cried into your shoulder after watching Seven Sundays.

BUT LIKE SHE ENDS UP BEING ABLE TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOUR PARENTS.

You see, Annie is a really fast learner, she was bound to learn to be able to speak some point in her stay.

You were shocked when she spoke back to you in tagalog, like ‘dropped my stuff out of shock’ kinda way. 

IT WAS A PAIN GETTING HER INTO A BARO’T SAYA. But bribing her with Buchis got her to keep it on for like 2 hours so like..good enough.

Her favourite filipino song is Porque.

Everybody acts like it’s a concert for every karaoke night because she’s there, like she’s just THAT good.

Reiner Braun

This man was so awkward. He went on a trip with Bertholdt to the Philippines, and met you.

He didn’t think you would understand him, so he just stared at you while you talked with your friends, until you were creeped out enough and asked him if he had a problem.

When you and him started dating, you convinced him to travel all around the country. 

Firstly, you guys visited your family, your dad absolutely loved him, your mom was a little bit hesitant in letting him in the family, he was blonde, big and buff. Filipinos are bound to worry. Until Reiner cooked with her, then she started to warm up to him.

Okay but why did your family’s chickens like him so much??

He likes the feeling of being around your family, him not having a dad left an impact on him and he felt complete being with you and your family, he swore to himself that he’d marry you.

He almost fainted when he found you battling with one of the kids with your pet spider, mf was deathly afraid of your spider, it was like the size of your hand pls-

I think he’d be fairly good at speaking tagalog, he’s got an accent but people can understand him. 

He eats like a tito omg- You lost him at a party once and when you found him, he’s already eaten half of the barbecue. 

Everyone thought he was really old, because of his beard so everyone called him tito Reiner. 

He’s somewhat good with the village kids, you could see Reiner playing soccer with the kids or goofing off.

He says he doesn’t like watching Manny Pacquiao but it’s his guilty pressure.

He doesn’t really listen or watch anything filipino, but he will listen to old filipino bands if you play them in his car.

Bertholdt Hoover

HAHA PLs- you got mad at him for eating your cake and started cursing in filipino. He was confused because he thought you were just blurting out nonsense.

One second you’re explaining what you were saying and the next second y’all are on the way to the Philippines.

He sweats like a waterfall, LITERALLY. Everyone would like move away because he sweated that much.

You had a private island..because y’all were RICH rich. he was kinda awestruck, you literally just said out of nowhere.

“oh yeah, we have a private island.” ‘YOU HAVE A FUCKING WHAT??”

Poor baby was kinda intimidated by your basket-ball player of a brother, he was taller than Bertholdt omg-

You’re always worrying him somehow, he’s be on the toilet and he’d just hear you scream and he comes running down with his boxers, just to see you watching a telenovela and you had to tell him that you were just gushing over the drama.

He has never felt so embarrassed.

Am I the only one who thinks he looks amazing in a Barong?? Like he’d rock that shit- 

He loves eating filipino food, he likes when you guys stay in the country and you go out to buy bread at the nearest bakery.

Like every filipino, he too, dips his bread in coffee.

He ended up learning guitar while he’s in the Philippines, the country’s filled with people who can sing amazingly, he’s bound to learn guitar.

His favourite filipino song to play is Tadhana, it’s also the only song that he knows to sing to, like he absolutely butchers pronunciation for words but this man covers it up with this song.

Zeke Jaeger

He bumped into you and you cursed at him in tagalog, he basically just fell for you at that point.

I just know your family secretly hates this man, he slapped your ass once around your mom and your dad, it’s always tense when he’s around now.

You don’t have the heart to tell him your parents saw because one afternoon, he was gushing and praising your family, you didn’t want to ruin his happiness, his dad’s barely around and his mom passed away. he’d obviously be attached.

Yes you had to talk to your parents about it, a lot of filipinos are very kinds and forgiving, so your parents were very understanding, and made sure he felt loved around the family.

He actually almost cried when your dad told him to marry you already.

He calls your parents nanay and tatay.

You got him to buy a pet spider please- You would catch him fighting a kid’s spider to the death in a match, he’d feel bad though so he buys them new ones after.

Hey this man looks so hot in a Barong, please. You guys had to book a hotel for a night for some alone time yk.

Lord help this man, he tried to do the tinikling dance and he tripped, in front of everyone.

Every night, he comes to bed all shirtless, you could just hear the air conditioner buzzing as he tells you how fun it was playing with the village kids, or talking about he and your titos had a drink while watching a boxing match.

He more so listens to various artists, he doesn’t have a favourite.

but he will replay Joseph Vincent’s filipino covers.

Pieck Finger

She was on a business trip in the Philippines, and you were coincidentally at the same bar they were celebrating at. You were by the karaoke section and she kinda just, fell in love with you. right there and then.

Honestly some people thought you guys were siblings, Pieck can be mistaken as a filipino easily so, you guys expect it from time to time.

She likes to ask from time to time to teach her guitar, your mom probably has a lot of pictures of you and Pieck.

She loves eating the food in the Philippines, she thinks the adobo is great and if you lose her in public she’s probably by a street vendor eating food.

You guys dance to old filipino songs, a replaying song for you guys is Mabagal by Daniel Padillia and Moira Dela Torre.

She learnt Moira’s Part while you had Daniel’s part. 

GUys she looks so beautiful in a Baro’t Saya. And she knows it, she flaunts it so well.

You guys probably have a vacation house in the Philippines after leaving with her to go back to her country.

She helps you with packing balikbayan boxes for your family, she makes handwritten letters, she’s both good at writing and saying anything in tagalog. 

Her favourite artist is definitely Moira Dela Torre, she just loves her airy voice.

Favourite Filipino Movie? Yes.

You cannot tell me she doesn’t have a shelf full of filipino movies you guys watch.

Her favourite street food is probably qwek-qwek. She likes the sauce she dips, and she probably bought almost twenty bucks worth of the fishballs.

Porco Galliard

UGh honestly he’s a little cringey when it comes to the culture, for some reason I can see him accidentally disrespecting it somehow, I can’t help it.

Your family owned a sari-sari store, and he could not help for the love of him, he ended up being the one stocking it up while you chatted with the customers. 

Like Pieck, he and you dance when you’re alone, he probably learnt from Pieck too.

He listens to modern filipino artists, like Ex Battalion, Skusta Clee.

He tries hard to really be respectful, he butchers the way he says nanay and tatay but your parents appreciate the effort.

I can see him being able to secretly make amazing filipino desserts, his ube cake is bomb.

He watches Basketball with your dad, and they both drink during the match.

I can also see him being the type to scream out curses when he hurts himself, a ‘PUNYETA’ comes out of his mouth.

he doesn’t enjoy the hot weather in the Philippines, and due to that, he wears sandos all the time at home, and when he goes out, every girl always looks at him because he’s ripped, yes you’re jealous, but as you should, he’s your mans-

He also knows how use a barbecue grill? You can find him helping your family members while they’re selling barbecue.

he hates going to SM?? He just really hates going, because you genuinely just go for the food court. They sell hella good food.

One time he got chased by the village dogs, so he doesn’t go out without you or a family member.

He secretly loves watching telenovelas with you.

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headcanons for liyue characters! in school…

tags! modern au!, school, mentions of math (gross), pretty much all younger liyue characters

includes: chongyun, hu tao, xingqiu, and xiangling!

chongyun!

tbh he would be a good student but def the “too gullible for his own good” made OBVIOUS by xingqiu (i literally hate them bye/p). his grades are average and he would probably like sitting in a more secluded area maybe in the courtyard or in a classroom. xingqiu would obvi sit w him and prob tell him some ghost stories. also i feel like chongyun would be superstitious abt ghosts in the school and hu tao would prob make fun of him.

xingqiu

my fave guhua geek or whatever. OBVI a try hard but in the cool way. but honestly he’s definitely that one super smart kid who will try to help u out if anything, he gives off that vibe yk? definitely spends most of time in the library always picking up new books to read and his best subject is defo literature tho he’s pretty much good at everything bc of his business background. although he speaks with eloquence he’s definitely more of a little shit head then you might think. his words definitely carry a second meaning and that definitely comes out when he’s messing around with chongyun or hu tao (although hu tao catches on much easier).

hu tao

i feel like she would honestly be a secret try hard. she likes trying to keep a less tied down point of view in life but i feel she still strives to do her best yk? though i feel as if her smarts come naturally. more of a social type but people sometimes find it hard to communicate with her. luckily she has chongyun, xingqiu, and xiangling by her side. i feel she would try turning to zhongli when she needs help with more personal matters (i love their dynamic sm ). like i’ve mention like ten thousand times she definetly loves pulling pranks and teasing her friends, especially the more gullible ones in the group xiangling and chongyun who seem to fall for anything.

xiangling

my faveee ever i love her sm <3. anyways xiangling would definetly strive in more…creative arts, but would 100% be lost in things like math and science. tho lowkey i feel she would try apply cooking to science and i feel as if that’s her main way of trying to learn the subjects. like hu tao she slider on the social side but she would much rather spend her free time with the group. i feel she would be one of those girls who brings like cookies and cupcakes to school and just gives them out to her friends, she’s just nice like that. a little gullible sure but she doesn’t take it to offense and enjoys the pranks as much as anyone else does. plus, who ever said she didn’t ever get payback with some of her more… questionable dishes ;)

a/n: idk this just came up in my head but i had sm fun writing this i think i might make some scenarios for this group if friends they’re all so cute :( <3