#pspspspspsps look at these men

[fungifanart]

Romantically Bankrupt

Characters: Male reader, Yuu!reader, Ruggie Bucchi

CW: Blood/fatal injury, death, heavy angst/whump, hurt/no comfort, angst with a sad ending

Word count: 2.8k

Notes: Happy Pride Month, my fellow queers! Sorry it took me so long to get this done, but I promise it's worth the wait! Also, props to you if you get the reference to a certain other Ruggie fic of mine! ( @lemonchuu / @leichor pspspspspsps) ( And @nemisisnemi pull up a chair)

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Ruggie genuinely can't remember a time when he's felt happier than he does now.

Living comfortably with a stable, high-paying job at the Sunset Savanna palace, thanks to Leona.

Being able to move his grandma into a nicer, safer part of the kingdom and work with government officials to slowly but surely close the gap between the rich and the poor.

And last, but not least: Doing this and so much more with his beloved husband by his side. The man who came to this world with nothing, but still rose from the title of Janitor to the Prefect of Ramshackle dorm and then eventually to the Headmaster of NRC itself.

Y/n.

His handsome, loving Y/n.

The man whom he's sworn his heart and soul to for the rest of their lives.

The man for whom he's used all of his built-up PTO to spend a whole week with starting today, their five year anniversary.

Ruggie flops down into a chair at the kitchen table after finally finishing making his and Y/n's anniversary dinner and waits patiently for his love's return.

Fifteen minutes later, Ruggie's ears perk up at the sound of footsteps approaching and then the front door to his and Y/n's shared living space opening.

"Ruggie, I'm home! Sorry I'm late, I had a phone call that--" Y/n's sentence ends abruptly as Ruggie runs up and surprises him with a tight hug while he's still in the doorway.

"Shihihi! Welcome home!" Ruggie exclaims while nuzzling his face into his husband's neck, "I'll forgive you for being late just this once, seeing as how it's our anniversary! Not to mention how I'd hate for the special dinner I made to go to waste!" He finishes lightheartedly while motioning towards the kitchen.

"Like I'd let that happen! But first, I got something for-" Y/n moves his hand from behind his back only to just realize that it's empty and looks back at Ruggie to see him happily sniffing the bouquet of rhododendrons, begonias and chrysanthemums he'd bought for him.

"Shihihi! You know old habits die hard!" Ruggie quips before placing a tender kiss on his husband's lips, "I love them, dear. Thank you so much."

This tender moment continues in the kitchen where the two men eat their dinner while discussing all manner of things, from how their days were to how their friends are keeping up to how Grim will do as Acting Headmaster while Y/n is away, until the food is finished and they fall into a comfortable silence. A silence which Ruggie breaks upon seeing Y/n begin to fidget nervously.

"Is something wrong, love?" Ruggie asks while placing his hand on the other man's in comfort.

"N-no! It's just that I got some amazing news earlier and it's getting harder and harder to contain myself!" He says with excitement rising up in his voice.

"Well, don't keep me waiting, then! Lay it on me!" Ruggie urges, his curiosity at it's peak.

"Ok ok! So do you remember that phone call I mentioned that made me late?" The other man begins before taking both of Ruggie's hands in his own with a big smile, "It was from the adoption agency! The papers were accepted!! We can adopt a child!!!"

All time seems to stop in the moment it takes Ruggie to process this information before resuming as his face breaks into the biggest smile he's worn all day and he reaches across the table to wrap his husband in a tight hug.

The two remain like this for several minutes, hugging and crying from happiness until they've calmed down enough to separate and look at each other with eyes full of love and adoration.

"I'm so happy that I get to adopt a child with you, Y/n!" Ruggie says elatedly.

"Me too, Ruggie!" The other man responds, "Now, all that's left to do is--"

"W......... ...p..."

Ruggie blinks for a second, unsure of what he'd just heard, "Uh, what was that last part, Y/n?"

"Huh? Well, I was just saying how we need to--"

"W...KE U..."

'There it is again. It sounds far away, but close at the same time...and what is it trying to tell me?' Ruggie thinks as he attempts to clear out his ears with his finger to hear better, "Sorry, my ears are acting weird suddenly, could you say that again?"

The confusion on Y/n's face is quickly accompanied by concern as he reaches forward to check Ruggie for a fever, "Dear, are you feeling alright? Maybe you should--"

"PLEASE, RUGGIE!!! WAKE UP!!!"

The hyena's surroundings begin to melt away into darkness as he hears the voice loud and clear, that of the real Y/n begging him to wake up from this apparent dream, the last thing he sees before doing so being dream Y/n's concerned face dissolving into the darkness.

Ruggie floats in the void of unconsciousness briefly before he feels a pair of hands shaking his shoulders frantically and his eyes flutter open to see the real Y/n's face looking back at him, contorted in desperation that turns into immense relief upon his awakening.

"Ruggie! Oh my god... oh my god. Thank goodness, you're okay!" The Prefect says while pulling the hyena into a tight hug with shaking hands.

"Y-yeah...sorry for worrying you! I'm okay now, though!" Ruggie says while shaking off the drowsiness caused by Malleus's spell and returning his boyfriend's hug.

Ruggie would've preferred that this nice moment go on for a bit longer, but it's instead ruined by the sound of a spell being launched at the two of them and the Prefect instinctively rolling them out of the way.

"Crap, I was so relieved that I almost forgot." The other man says while helping Ruggie stand up and staying close to him protectively, "We managed to severely weaken Malleus in the dream world, but he's not down just yet. Will you help us finish him off?"

And here Ruggie was just getting used to being awake again and suddenly he needs to fight. Typical.

"Shihihi, anything for you, Y/n!" Ruggie says while shaking off the last of the drowsiness, "And besides, I need to pay that guy back for teasing me with something that hasn't happened yet!"

And so, the fight continues as Ruggie and the others lob spell after spell at the weakened fae prince until Malleus's stamina is seeming to reach its limits, which his dormmates and the Prefect use as an opportunity to try to reason with him again.

"MALLEUS-SAMA, PLEASE YOU MUST UNDERSTAND--"

"Malleus, it hurts me too, but this isn't the way to--"

"Malleus, just give it up! This can't go on forever--"

"Lostie, please! This isn't who you are--"

"SILENCE!!!" Malleus yells in one last fit of rage that sends a barrage of thick and sharp thorn vines out in all directions, one of which speeds towards Ruggie faster than he can dodge.

Ruggie closes his eyes and braces for the feeling of the vine tearing into his flesh, when suddenly--

"RUGGIE!!!"

He instead feels a hand pushing him away, hears the Prefect’s voice calling his name in sheer desperation and opens his eyes just in time to see the thorn vine drive itself directly through the other man's stomach as he lets out a blood-curdling scream in pain.

Ruggie's vision turns red at this and the next moments go by in a blur until he comes out of it to the sight of an unconscious and now normal Malleus at his feet.

He has no time to wonder how that happened as he whips his head around to find where his boyfriend is and sees him collapsed on his back in a growing pool of blood with Grim crying his name next to him.

"Y/N!!! No no no no no no--" Ruggie says as he sprints over and slides on his knees to a halt next to him and holds him in his arms, uncaring to how much blood would get on him, "Y/N! Hey!! Talk to me!!! Grim! Go find Professor Crewel or Riddle or someone who can help!"

The direbeast sprints away as the Prefect stirs in Ruggie's arms.

"...*cough* R-Ruggie? You're alright?" He looks at Ruggie with barely focused eyes and coughs up blood on top of the blood already gushing from the gaping hole in his stomach.

"Forget about me! Why'd you do that?!" He practically screams as he shoves his scarf into the wound in a desperate, but vain attempt to stop the bleeding, all survival knowledge having left his brain due to panic.

"S-sorry...*cough* when I saw the vine coming at you, my body moved on its own. I just couldn't bear the thought of you getting hurt..." Y/n says with a small, pathetic smile.

"I-- That's-- Y-you shouldn't-- I-I'm not--" Ruggie tries to argue, to say ANYTHING, but, looking at the ever growing pool of blood around them and hearing the sound of the Prefect’s breathing becoming more labored, all words die in his throat and all he can do is look into his love's eyes while tears pool around his own.

Just as the tears begin to fall, the Prefect reaches up his hand to caress the hyena's cheek, which he takes in his own trembling grasp.

He's scared. So scared.

Ruggie's finally found something, someONE, that his childhood self could only dream of finding and now here he is, slowly but surely slipping away.

His spiraling is interrupted by the Prefect’s weakening voice, "R-Ruggie, there's actually-*cough* s-something I need to tell you in case I-*cough* don't make it..." He says as his words grow more forced.

Ruggie's eyes widen, "H-hey! Don't talk like that! Grim's gonna get Professor Crewel here and you'll be patched up in no--"

"Ruggie...please just listen..." The Prefect says in a weak tone that overpowers the rest of Ruggie's sentence, "If I don't make it, I want you-*cough* to go to my room-*huff* at Ramshackle. T-there's *huff* s-something in the very back of the drawer in my desk that I-*cough* want you to have, ok...?"

Ruggie nods nervously as his grip on his boyfriend's hand tightens, "S-sure, but that's only if you don't make it! Which you will! I mean it!" He says, unsure whether he's trying to convince the Prefect or himself.

"Y-yeah...of course..." The other man responds while turning his gaze straight upwards, "Hey...would you mind-*cough* telling me what you dreamt about...?"

Ruggie blushes in embarrassment thinking about it, "Uuhh...w-well...you and me, we were...uh...living together. I was working at the palace and you were the Headmaster here and...we were...really happy. I'd really like it if that could be our reality someday."

The Prefect continues to stare upwards as his eyes glisten with tears, "That-*cough* sounds wonderful...*huff*...I'd like that too." He rasps as Ruggie can see the tears threatening to spill over, "H-hey, Ruggie?"

"Yeah...?" The hyena responds.

"You k-know I love you, r-right?" He says with a weak, but geniune smile causing Ruggie's heart to skip a beat.

"O-of course! I love you too!" Ruggie responds plainly with no hint of sarcasm or false bravado, just the honest truth.

However, this one statement is what makes the Prefect's tears finally spill over, "Th-that-*sniff*-makes me-*cough* so happy to hear. I love you, Ruggie." The next part, he says in a barely audible whisper, "I wish I could’ve...*huff*...shown you how much..."

Time slows down to a crawl in this moment as Ruggie watches the love of his life close his eyes and feels his hand go limp in his grasp, seemingly at peace.

But not Ruggie.

Ruggie is anything but at peace.

All sound is cut off in this moment to the point that he can't even hear his own voice as he desperately calls out Y/n's name and shakes his shoulders, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

He only stops upon being pushed away by someone he vaguely recognizes who tells him something he can't hear before putting their ear to the Prefect’s chest and trying all manner of tactics to resuscitate him.

But it's too late.

Ruggie had already guessed this, but the confirmation saps the color from the world around him as the person and a small animal still work feverishly for several minutes.

But it doesn't work.

The end of those several minutes of fruitless work is marked by the person placing their fur coat on top of the Prefect's body.

Ruggie goes fully numb at this, his brain barely registering anything about the world around him and even his own actions as he only realizes he's started walking away upon seeing the faces of people he's pretty sure he knows as they either are only just waking up or nursing their own injuries.

How lucky they are to walk away with their lives, unlike a certain someone. Unlike the one person who mattered.

Ignoring the questions of his peers, Ruggie exits Diasomnia and continues walking.

To where? He doesn't know or care anymore. It's not like Y/n will be there to greet him after all.

The minutes pass by in a blur as Ruggie walks until he finds himself at the gates to Ramshackle, 'Oh yeah, that thing Y/n wanted me to have.' He thinks numbly to himself before entering his boyfriend's dorm.

Walking into the Lounge, the hyena's mind clears enough to see the faces of the dorm's three ghostly residents in front of him who look ready to fire a barrage of questions, but settle on one upon seeing his expression.

"He didn't make it, did he?" The middle ghost asks, all three of their expressions turning crestfallen as Ruggie nods silently, "That's...unfortunate. He probably already told you about his gift for you, so go on up to his room, lad. We won't keep you."

'Like I needed your permission.' Ruggie thinks bitterly to himself.

Upon reaching the room he's been to countless times at this point, Ruggie hesitates, but pushes forward and opens the door, already regretting it as he's bombarded with Y/n's scent and every memory he's made with him rushes through his head relentlessly.

Fighting back the tears and forcing each foot in front of the other, Ruggie eventually makes it to Y/n's desk and opens the drawer, finding it empty save for a single envelope with his name on it leaning against the very back.

Snatching up the envelope, Ruggie opens it and immediately recognizes his boyfriend's handwriting on the paper contained inside.

"Dear Ruggie,

If you're reading this, then it means I'm no longer alive. With how dangerous things have become, I've suspected my death as a possibility for quite some time now, so I wanted to be prepared for this outcome.

As I'm writing, you're currently out working one of your jobs and I still find myself marveling at how hardworking you are. It's one of the qualities that I love and respect the most about you. Just before you left, you mentioned how you'll need to hit the grind harder than ever to provide for your 'darling future husband.' which you probably meant as a joke, but it still made my heart skip a beat to imagine that kind of future for us.

But...regarding the future, I really need to apologize. It seems like I won't be able to fulfill the promise we made before we officially started dating.

I'm sorry. I really and truly am. I don't know how I died, but I can one hundred percent assure you that it was never my intention to leave you like this, because the time we've spent together, however brief, was easily the happiest I've ever been and I sincerely hope that you can say the same.

You may have already noticed a certain something I've left behind this letter, which I had hoped to give to you in person later down the line, but seeing as how that's no longer possible...

It's probably cruel to ask this of you now, but:

Ruggie Bucchi, I love you with all of my heart,

Will you marry me?

Forever yours,

Y/n"

Shoving his hand back into the drawer, Ruggie pulls out one more thing like the letter said, a very small box that he opens to reveal a circle of metal adorned by an even smaller glittering jewel on the top.

A ring.

An engagement ring.

The Prefect was going to stay and he was going to propose to him.

With this revelation, Ruggie's legs finally give out and he drops to his knees, tears falling freely down his face as he tightly clutches the letter and ring box to his chest.

"Yes, Y/n...I will marry you…”

[its-a-me-mango]

Mango... I must ask..

H o w ?

How can you draw such ✨bare bodies✨?

I felt inspired by your art so this came to existence lolllll hehehehe

EVERYONE LOOKS HEY LOOK HERE PSPSPSPSPSP, MEN!!!!!!!

I cannot keep this to myself I have to share these with the world, he is such a babygirl and you're so awesome for drawing himmmm <3

[shamblessm]

i know im gonna be plugging but like-

pspspspspsps hoyoverse oooo you want to make hot men so bad ooooooo you want to increase your revenue by making hot men ooooooooooooooooooo

like make a man that looks like cole cassidy PLEASE i would fucking. gladly skip aventurine even if that means i cant do simulated universe

boothill hsr was nerfed because hoyoverse is scared of latinos !!!!!!!!

[electricpurrs]

I wonder if I reblog enough pics of madcom characters looking sexy seth would be willing to check it out /j

[sleeplessinspace]

pspspspspsps

Y'know how Long Hair Markiplier? Luxurious Locks Fishbach?

Yeah that but Egos. We got HeeHoo and Annus *but*

Dark. Google. Illi. Yancy. Murdock. Wilford. Engi. Heist.

The fuckin Pornipliers-

Etc.

Hair. H a i r. Ponytail. Grabbable. Long hair men.

hngnngng fuck you for putting this thought into my head /pos

these are less headcanons and more me just going feral, this is your fault

dark and google i feel like would have it just long enough to brush their shoulders with some nice bang action i won't make a joke i won't

illinois with long hair will literally be a crime against my person you motherfucker i just booted him from head chew toy spot how dare you

watching him brush it out of his eyes as he puts his hat back on motherfucker gODDD i hate him i'm biting him

yancy with long hair would be the cutest shit, they don't get clippers at happy trails often so i can see him letting it get long and fluffy he is the fluffiest boy

murdock with long hair is all i'll be able to think about now thanks jesus christ, him keeping it just long enough to give you something to hold on to fuckkkkkk

now i'm specifically thinking about that one look, you know the fucking one

i'm not biased shut up

wilford's look in WMLW is actually my favorite i'm sorry. the not-quite pink mustache. the floofy hair. my baby

engineer/space is perfect the way he is

look at him, look at my icon, we're not messing with perfection.

heist with a ponytail hngng wait i think finding out about his hair being longer would be hilarious since he's always got a hat/beanie on when you see him

porniplier, my baby lifeguard marshall specifically, i can see definitely rocking some of the longest hair out of all the egos and it would be insanely curly because of all the time he spends in the water

[chocoenvy]

slides back in with vampire Fatui au 🏃‍♂️

okay but i was thinking like. vampire stories where people get sent to be 'sacrificed' to the vampires to keep them from just up and killing everyone in the village 👁👁

and the Tsaritsa decides to keep you around because. checks notes. y. yes?? maybe your bold enough to try and fight back and she thinks its cute, maybe your blood is good enough that she plans to keep you around a lil while longer.

either way your stuck in a palace with a bunch of nosy vampires who like to get in your personal space and bite you. a lot. you look like you got bit by a swarm of mosquitoes half the time

also Sandrones personality carries over well because instead of making everyone into puppets she makes them her thralls 👁👁

Arlecchino is a gentleman though – still won't make her ask first, but she at least only bites your wrist and cleans it up afterwards.

Columbina is number one source of random bites. she will just sneak up behind you and bite you because she thinks it's funny how you react.

the Tsaritsa on the other hand is a total of zero random bites. thank g-d bc her teeth are massive. if she's hungry though you will come to her, no exceptions – she takes a lot more then everyone else though, so you usually pass tf out 😔

but she at least patches your wound up and let's you sleep in her bed. and you get spoiled with a bunch of food and water to regain your energy once you wake up since she took so much.

perks of being the Tsaritsa's personal bloodbag ig

sksjxbdbdj just head empty..sitting on thr Harbinger women's lap and letting them bite me :)

you could try sitting on the Tsaritsa's lap while she feeds but she has to kinda. pick you up a lil bc your very tiny and she'd get a sore neck trying to bend down to your level just to bite you 😔

in conclusion pspspspspsps vampire women i am available - eros

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOH MY GOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHELLO EROS. EROS IM. HASFHLSADCJASFJJJSADJ

Arlecchino is a gentleman i love her so much

OKAY BUT THAT TROPE. THAT TROPE. I LOVE IT SO VERY MUCH

Idea: what if tsaritsa keeps you around because, in your last ditch effort before you're about to be snapped in half by her freakishly long canines, you bite her. And Tsaritsa just pauses. You're sure you're about to be tortured or something but she just... starts laughing. Loud and shaking, as her eyes meet yours they're full of glee and you realize you've made a terrible mistake.

She finds it really funny how her victim bit her (and also she realized she's a bit too into it)

Apologies for shoving men in here but Tartaglia is that dumbass like "bite me next! if the tsaritsa liked it so much to keep you I wanna see what the fuss is about!"

And the tsaritsa gets a bit too jealous about that to the point she "asks" you to bite her again as hard as you can.

She lowkey wanted you to leave a mark but the most you left was saliva and maybe a tint of redness. Which the Tsaritsa thought was cute nonetheless.

This has made me realize how down bad I am for the harbingers oh no :)

[psychic-waffles]

missed the whole last group from the mens sp cos of work earlier but i just caught up so here's the spark notes:

skipped morisi cos i love myself

i just think yuma is neat and i really like this program for him, he just looks like he's enjoying it also once again, axels are banned, we do not need axels

keegan i love you and your commitment to split jumps. also thank you for the wyatt update 🙌🙌🙌

SHOMA KILLED IT and his little skip across the ice when he finished 😭😭😭

deniss ilu, you don't need quads, you're perfect without them although i am going to find someone who will gel your hair down

he's the real winner here, getting the stephane hug

side note: where are the stephane fancams from shoma and deniss' sp's? pspspspspsps

and rounding it out with #1 in the world, daniel grassl yes i refuse to acknowledge the new world standings jokes aside though i'm glad for him and his seasons best!

🙏🙏🙏 here's hoping we can keep the japan podium sweep in the free