#second *could* show up in this story depending on just how deeply the mc gets involved in the public debate

[bookshelf-in-progress]

I'd love to hear something you're thinking about from Shadowstruck!

I've been thinking that the way forward in Shadowstruck is to focus on heartlight, not as a magical phenomenon, but as a medical one. Heartlight gives a person a lot more advantages that make their life easier--it's a source of light, allows you to control your temperature, protects you from the elements, maybe boosts your immune system and stamina, etc. So a shade's lack of heartlight would be bad, not so much because it allows people to control them, but because, from the point of view of this world, it leaves them with significant disabilities. A person could use their own heartlight to support or protect a shade, but only in rare cases that would strain their own health, so it's pretty much never done. I think this angle could better parallel our own world's issues and make it a more direct commentary on society, instead of just another fantasy dystopia.

The prejudice against shades would have a lot of different facets. There's the fact that they're disabled and look different and people find that creepy. There's the religious factor--certain groups that have misinterpreted scriptures to decide that shades don't have souls. The practice of enslaving them could be a twisted form of public service--we can't expect them to care for themselves, so the people with enough money to house them should give them food and shelter, and if they put them to work, it's only fair--that devolved into straight-up human trafficking.

I should note that not every society in this world considers shades non-people. There are plenty of nations where shades have the same rights as everyone else--but from the point-of-view of the society this story takes place in, the fact that they let shades walk among them as equals just proves how barbaric they are.

I've been thinking about these things because I came up with a new story in this world centered around a character who is suddenly thrust into the position of having to deal with these issues. Shadowstruck never really had a plot, because I couldn't figure out how the main character fits into the political scheme, but this MC's existence is a political crisis, and the story comes from how she has to navigate the danger she finds herself in. It is really, really hard not to just post the entire outline of the story because I'm so excited about it and want to talk about all the nuances. But since I love the reveals at the beginning, I'm afraid that spilling it all now would destroy the impact of the actual story, so I think I'll stay quiet for now. But I'm really hoping I'll be able to turn these ideas into a proper story soon.

[satansaidnottoday]

Armistice at the library.

Info: Human AU, Satan's Mc, GN!Mc.

Summary: You have been annoying Satan long enough to get a date.

A/N: We do a little jump in the timeline here, we will keep jumping back and forth depending on what story I want to tell.

Monday was Satan's least favorite day. He had to sift through all of the books left in the return box during the weekend and make sure they didn't get damaged. They then had to be returned to their place on the shelf. Still, the smell of books and the soft silence made up for it. From up high on the ladder, he could see the morning sun slowly rising over the shelves and tables. It was such a beautiful view; it calmed him down.

Suddenly he got dragged, his ladder moving a full meter to the right out of his control. He held on to the railing for dear life. A less than dignified screech left his throat.

"Good morning, loser," you said, letting go of the ladder. 

"Mc, for fucks sake." He cursed you, coming down as fast as his trembling feet let him.

You laughed and sat down on your table, putting your books down and your feet up. Out of all of the regulars, you were the only one who would show up at 7 a.m. every single Monday. He wasn't a fan. 

"I could have fallen!" He pushed your feet off the table and looked down at you, breathing heavily. You loved how worked up he got. 

"I would have caught you," you said, grabbing his hand on yours. "I will always catch you," you said, looking up at him with your best dreamy eyes and soft, loving smile.

His whole face turns a lovely shade of red. His hand rips apart from yours, and he turns around, leaving for the counter with a huff. You watch him leave, waiting until he is sitting at his computer to start your own work. 

Ever since you returned to town, you have been going to the library every day to work. Partly because it was much nicer than the teacher's lounge, and it was right in front of the school. Party because you loved annoying the sexy librarian. You actually knew him from high school before you moved out. He was a hothead, you remembered. It was kind of funny to see him put up such a serious facade. 

The next few hours are spent grading papers and writing assignments. Every so often, Satan lifted his eyes from the desk and stole a look at you. Every single time, you winked at him. The last time he sighed so deeply, you could almost see the air leaving his lungs. You took the opportunity to walk up to him.

"Hey, handsome, mind scanning a book for me?" You ask, leaning down on the counter. You put down your copy of Lord of the Flies in front of you. "I need 20 copies of the first 2 chapters.

"You don't have scanners and printers at school?" He asks, turning the page in his own book.

"No, we're poor," you lied.

"Then I wonder why you're the only teacher who comes here to work." He lifted his eyes just to glare at you.

"Truly a mystery." You pushed the book closer to him. He took it and inspected it.

"You're having twelve-year-olds read Lord of the Flies?" He asks, looking at you weird.

"Why not? They can relate to the protagonists."

In reality, your first class of the day started at noon, and you had prepared no reading material at all. You had picked up the first book you saw in your bag.

"Let me check; I might already have a digital copy." He started typing on his computer.

"So reliable; I love that in a man."

"Well, at least this way, your students don't need to read your 'notes'," he said, making air quotes with his fingers. Behind him, the printer started working.

"What's wrong with my notes?" Your voice came out an octave higher than you expected.

"Let's see," he said, opening the book up. "We have 'Oh no oh no oh no'," he pauses to look at you for a second. "Just a bunch of 'damn', 'damn', 'damn', 'these kids are fucked up' and then 'poor piggy' sad face." 

You felt the heat rising in your own face as you took the book from his hands. "In my defense, those kids were fucked up."

He laughed at you. It made you wish the printer would work faster. You didn't like being on this side of the power dynamic.

"I should charge your school for all these copies," he said, stapling the copies together as they came out of the printer.

You snorted. "Good luck with that. They're already paying me with hopes and dreams."

He smiled, a non-malicious smile for the first time. "On that, we can relate at last."

"The woes of government employment." 

You stacked the copies as he handed them to you, and when they were all ready, you pushed them into your briefcase.

"Thank you, good sir." You offered him your hand for a shake, and he reluctantly took it. You pulled a fast one and bowed down to kiss it. Heat returned to his face, and the universe regained its balance. 

"You've got to stop teasing me," he sneakered, taking away his hand.

"Okay," you nodded. "Let's go on a date." 

He put a hand on his forehead, as if you were giving him a headache. "I said stop."

"Stop teasing. That's what I'm doing; I'm being direct," you explained, leaning closer to him. "Let's get coffee."

He looked at you for a few seconds, scanning your face for any hints of foolery. For once, you were being completely serious. He sighed.

"I'm free on Saturday," he said, looking at his drawers for something. After some shuffling, he took out a small magnet shaped like the head of a cat and handed it to you. "That's my favorite place."

"Café gatitos and cream," you read off the magnet. It took all of your strength not to laugh at how childish it looked. Instead, you nodded. "See you there at nine?"

He nodded back, avoiding your eyes. Without another word, he went back to work. You resolved to do the same.

Walking back to the school, you fidgeted with the magnet in your hand. You really couldn't wait. 

Thank you for reading ❤️

[the-evil-duckling]

And now that Pride Month's over, Let's Talk About Pratchett.

The companies have taken down their flags. The marches and rallies are fading away. Rainbow colours are melting back into grayscale. And now that all the hubbub is dying down, let's talk about an author who did perhaps more than any other to introduce gender-and-sexual minorities to the public (and not just as a cute oddity to be cooed at from a distance, either).

Let's talk about an author whose works are perhaps the most representative, hard-hitting, and wholesome, in all of well-written English literature.

Let's talk about Pratchett.

Before we dive into the lovely little nitty-gritties, I want to just take a quick look at what Pratchett's writing really is, and what makes it so very exceptional. It's pretty simple, really.

He's funny.

That's the "secret" formula to Terry Pratchett's success across the global; he's funny everywhere, everywhen, across multiple generations and multiple decades and multiple geopolitical borders. You don't have to read Discworld with a lot of effort, thinking deeply after every line about the message the author is trying to convey. You don't have to analyze every character and every situation to see how the author is sculpting a crystal-clear mirror and holding it up to the face of Society. When I'm feeling down (cause college and life and pressure and dreams) and wanna start gouging out my forearms with my nails, I can just curl with one of my comfort books (like Men At Arms, or Unseen Academicals) and laugh and chuckle and just feel better. You can just enjoy it.

Now, I think, I can get to the fun stuff; analysing all of my favourite characters and the roles that they represent in mirroring Pratchett's view of People. (I should mention at this point that I am mainly going to be focussing on the Sam Vimes novels, and what I will be writing are my own thoughts and opinions. Anyone who knows more - or has just read/interpreted the books differently - is of course free to add their own musings.)

Fred Colon: Sergeant Colon is that rarest and yet most typical of things: Fred Colon is an ordinary person. He is no hero, or genius, or leader. He is not evil or even mildly malicious. And that is the very point that needs to be understood. People (most people) are not deliberately evil; they are, on the whole, fairly decent people who treat their friends well and try not to make enemies. It is just... petty selfishness, petty prejudices, petty apathy... all summated in every single member of the populace, and suddenly everyone knows that dwarfs are just money-grubbing bastards who'd bite your kneecaps off for a copper coin and trolls are dumber than the rocks they're made off but they'll as soon smash you to pulp as look at you and you can't trust a vampire cause they're too dead to be alive and-

Carrot Ironfoundersson: Captain Carrot is a cliché. Captain Carrot is a cliché wrapped inside a trope hidden in a Mary Sue, all turned on its head. Captain Carrot, rightful heir to the throne of Ankh, leader of all manner of beings, man who once beat Detritus in a fistfight... is not the hero of this story. In any other series, the story would have been of a brave new cop (who is also the king) standing up to the corruption and lawlessness of the Patrician while taking advice from his grizzled old half-drunk commander who dies four chapters into the first book with some vaguely portentous words that the hero remembers at the very last minute to give him the tools/strength/motivation necessary to keep fighting. But this is Pratchett. And the hero of the story, if there is one, is very much the grizzled old commander. Two other points have also always struck me about Carrot. The first is the matter of identity. Biologically, Carrot is very much a human, but in all other ways that matter he is entirely a dwarf - his name is Kzad-bhat, and even the deep-down dwarfs do not question his dwarfishness - and yet that does make him any less a human. In this is reflected the multiplicity of identity (not just of gender, which is what most people immediately jump to, but all identities). The second point is of the relationship between Carrot and Angua, which seemed to me a representation of a healthy dom/sub relationship. Unlike the twisted shit we find on ao3 (and in some published books that I don't feel that I need to name), Angua is at no point portrayed as lesser, weaker, incapable, dependent, or deferent. She is her own person, and the two of them just happen to have this kind of chemistry.

Samuel Vimes: Ahhhh. His Grace, His Excellency, The First Duke of Ankh, Blackboard Monitor Samuel Vimes, Commander of the City Watch. The protagonist, if not quite the hero, of the series. He is not perfect, not even close. He is casually discriminatory (species-ist?) and thoughtless in most of what he says. his saving graces are that his discrimination is universally applied at all beings living and dead, and that he has never, not even once, allowed his personal feelings of prejudice stand in the way of justice (which is at times, all that separates him from Fred Colon). Does that mean that it's all okay, and everything is now fine and dandy and hunky-dory? No. Not even fucking close. Words matter and actions matter and even how you feel deep inside - all of it matters. Prejudice is prejudice, and it is always wrong. there are no mitigating circumstances, no 'yes, but...' that can make it acceptable. But only an idealistic idiot would say that it is not better than the alternative. And this is the reason that Vimes is one of my favourite protagonists; he is not a hero. He is real.

Leonard of Quirm: A parody of the public perception of a genius (perhaps of Roundworld's Tesla and da Vinci), I have loved Leonard as a character ever since I realised he was gay. Allow me to elaborate. As I was recently re-reading Jingo, I noticed a line that went something like 'He started drawing how The-Going-Under-The-water-Safely-Device could be improved, piloted by a muscular man who was not overdressed'. And just like that, a couple dozen other off-hand comments slotted into place and I realized the homosexual truth. And I love this portrayal of homosexuality, because most books or movies or tv shows or fanfictions with a gay MC (or even sidekick) tend to have a storyline roughly equivalent to 'hey my name is [insert name here] and I'm GAY and I have a destiny to save the world and my family and my GAY boyfriend whom I'm dating cause I'm GAY and before I go outside I have to pick my outfit really carefully better go with salmon-rose-flutter pink cause I'm GAY and now I'm outside and I'm not very popular and this is my tragic backstory cause a lot of people don't like me cause I'm GAY and-' Yeah. This is not good writing. By barely mentioning anything, Pratchett somehow still managed to emphasise that a) homosexuality is one of your identities, not all of them and b) just because a story has a character who is gay doesn't mean that the story becomes about a character being gay.

Trev Likely: One sentence. Just one sentence. 'Hating people was too much work.'

If you actually made it this far, you are obliged to reblog. I'm sorry, but I don't make the rules. (Please?)

[wouldduskwood]

Descendants of Despair Part 10

Duskwood - JakexMC fanfic

Contains references to drugs, prostitution and rape

Note: Much of this fictional backstory is improbable but was needed to give depth to the MC character (intelligence, street smarts/survival skills, manipulation and trust issues) - to make her reactions more understandable and leads on to explain other details later.

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I paused for a second, staring into the distance as memories consumed me. I shook my head a couple of times, sighed and glanced at Jake. He had become mesmerized but when he saw me looking he lowered his gaze. “So, once I was capable enough at reading and writing I took myself to the library most days. I knew if I was ever going to get off the street I would need to know more. I taught myself more with books and eventually made my way up to computers. I taught myself a lot of foundation skills...which isn’t at all impressive compared to what you can do...but it is also where I learnt a skill that came in handy with helping to try and find Hannah. I people watched. Chat rooms and such were just becoming a big thing so I covertly watched what people were typing while keeping an eye on their non verbal signals. I began to see nuances between the language people used when they were visibly lying and the language they used when they were telling the truth. It became a fascination of mine...people watching. I think I did it pretty much every day...even while with the little old lady. I justified it as a means of keeping myself safe. I needed to recognise subtle changes in behaviour, mood, language, anything that might signal danger. I guess it was something along the lines of fight, flight or freeze. I needed it as a safety net.” I paused again, glanced at Jake to see if he was still with me, then carried on with my story.

“Sometime during all of this, I recognised I needed to get into school if I had any hope of ever making it. I found an application form online to the local primary school. I knew I needed a parent or caregiver signature. I guess this was the first time I ever manipulated someone into doing something for me. I am not proud of it, but I guessed my caregiver would get me into school if I had some way of providing her with alcohol. I know now how wrong that was. She was old and had a real problem and I took advantage of that to gain access to school. I guess that makes me some sort of monster…” I paused, glancing again at Jake, genuinely concerned that he would make that same assumption but instead his features had softened and he whispered “You were a kid, a smart kid that needed help...don’t feel guilty about that.” 

I was stunned. He had erased all my fears with those few words. I smiled gratefully and heard Jake take a small breath in response. “So, I knew I would never be able to get into the bottle store, whether to buy or to steal. I hung around it a bit, people watching again. I knew money was going to be an issue as well. I decided the best thing to do was...well take advantage of the fact I was a kid. I found I could shower at the indoor bus shelter and I made attempts to make myself more approachable. I took my companion with me and then found us a spot with high foot traffic. I played the innocent kid factor. I sang childish songs and spoke with a lisp when I thought it would get us a bit of money. Sure enough, my tactic worked and she was able to buy herself a bottle of alcohol in exchange for signing me into school. The hard part was pretty much over. The school funded my education...I became a bit of a novelty. The kid from the streets that began school and was already able to read. At first they tried hooking me up with accommodation through the school and foster care….but my distrust was too much. I refused, or ran away every time I was placed. The school eventually turned a blind eye but helped with funding simple clothes for school, school lunches and the stationery I needed to succeed.” I paused again, taking a deep breath. 

“I haven’t actually spoken this much...ever...and not about anything like this…” I admitted with my head down. Warmth coursed through my arm as I felt Jake’s hand. I looked up in shock. “You don’t have to continue...I mean...I want you to...but I get why you might not want to continue…” Jake declared sincerely. I smiled weakly. “I want to continue. I don’t know why I want to...but I do.” I sat back up and was disappointed when the warmth of Jake’s hand disappeared from my arm. I touched the place where his hand had been and frowned, deep in thought about my feelings for him for a moment. A gentle cough brought me back to reality and I cringed, embarrassed. “Uh, right..so I made my way through Primary school. I had a passion for learning that the other kids didn’t so I was usually ostracised. I think the reason why was because I knew my future depended on it. Every day I made my way to school, every afternoon I would scrounge around for a safe place to sleep. I still needed my companion every now and then, but she never really thought about me when I was gone. She did show some appreciation when I turned up. I guess, in a way, it worked for us. When I got to the age of going off to high school, I had to play my scheme again to get in and for funding. This was now a lot harder to do. I wasn’t this cute and small kid anymore. I didn’t want to get into the trap that I saw many others do...prostitution and drugs were serious problems with many foster kids and rape was a common occurance on the streets. It was a precarious line between safety and...well...the alternative…” I sighed deeply.

Part 11

[nanas-teatime]

What do you think is the REAL reason crowley gave yuu the ghost camera ( I just know it has to be something bigger than just capturing the students lives and whatever )

Hi anon.

First of all, I have a theory not related to the main story but the game itself, in this first anniversary the devs made some improvements, one caught my attention:  

11 ) (improvement) There is now a tap for animation feature on the status screen (after leveling up for ex.) from @twstupdates insta.

According to Crowley in prologue chap. 19 “Depending on how close the subject and the photographer are, the picture could move like a video, or bring to life the situation in the photo. Fascinating, right?”

What about if the ghost camera can be used to get those animations? I don’t know if you’ve ever played Obey Me, but in theory, the game visuals are based on the phone D.D.D they give you in the prologue, so you can receive calls and chats, well, it can be something similar in twst but using the ghost camera to “take moving pictures” of the boys. 

We’ll see in a few days, I can be completely wrong… and I think I am, but still, the animations sound so good!

My second theory, of course, is related to the main story.: 

Deuce: “Bring the photo to life? It's like a ghost photograph!” 

Crowley: “Yes. Therefore it is called a "ghost camera".

They say it was made before the time of videos for when people wanted to leave behind vivid memories... Spade was correct; in the past, people would scream "ghost!" in surprise when the memory came jumping out. They were paralyzed with fear at the thought of having a photo taken with this camera.”

(...)

Crowley: “Please take photos of Grim and the other students to leave behind many memories of your lives in this academy.”

“...Especially, always make sure to get "Memories" when someone steps out of line.

It's the most suitable way to report to me, right? Keep an eye on your surroundings and take memories as the supervisor. To generously give you a rare item that can be used by non-wizards... Does my graciousness know no bounds?”

First of all, Crowley knows something about MC, about US that we don’t know and I bet it’s about the blots and how MC is needed to control them OR to trigger them. However, how I understand these lines and it’s basically my theory, Yuu or Supervisor should be taking pictures of the Overblot incidents, “..Especially, always make sure to get "Memories" when someone steps out of line.” NRC students are problematic, we all know that most of them don’t work together, fight, and are rude, but Crowley didn’t mean that kind of behavior or the supervisor would be taking pictures 24/7, nope, he meant the kind of behavior that leads the boys to an overblot. 

The bad thing is that MC is not taking pictures at all or it seems so, we don’t really know if they do that or not. From our perspective, the first picture they took...was Mickey’s.

Here my third theory, NON RELATED TO CROWLEY. Crowley said: “Furthermore, the most interesting part of this magic camera is that the souls of the photographer and the photographed become deeply connected and the Memory in the photo comes jumping out!”

Can you tell me who was the first person Yuu took a picture of? yes, our lovely Mickey. However, he’s not a person, right? hahaha. Yuu and Mickey are connected, and more now that they took the picture, BUT IT’S MORE, what about if the picture can actually move? It’s the proof Yuu needs to show the others what’s going on and not only that, it’s the chance for Yuu to tell everyone about the dreams they have been having.

The problem? SPOILER ALERT Yuu is unconscious on the colosseum’s floor and maybe they’ll keep unconscious for a while, not being able to tell anyone what happened UNLESS the one who finds MC cure them with magic, I can see three students doing this: Malleus, Leona and Ortho (especially the baby robot) 

But yeah, that’s basically all I have in mind. I’m excited about that Mickey picture but for some reason, I don’t want Crowley to know that, I trust the boys more, tbh.

Translation

[magnoliapip]

Potential Open Heart Love Interests Who Were Wasted

By now, we all understand that Pixelberry has wasted every single fragment of potential that the Open Heart series had. Frequently overshadowed by aimless plotlines and unbalanced attention toward the four love interests we had is the vast array of potential love interests the OH series could have had. This list is the top 10 (yes, 10) love interests PB wasted. This means that this list will not be discussing the wasted potential in the four love interests we were handed (Bryce, Jackie, Rafael and Ethan).

Please note that some of these (especially toward the bottom) are included more for fan service than for actual wasted potential. Also, these are all my own opinions. Please feel free to share your own! There may be spoilers below. Viewer discretion is advised!

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#10 -- Baz Mirani

Not introduced until Book 2 of the Open Heart series, Baz is the friendlier and more outgoing of the two Doctors Mirani. One of the top in his field of immunology, Baz manages to balance his intellect with an easygoing nature. A relaxed positivity that almost comes off as too much. He was never really around enough, nor did he have the right interactions with MC in the series to feel like a fully developed love interest. However, after having the options in another PB book Laws of Attraction, it might have been interesting to see how it would turn out if MC could hook up with Baz.

#9 -- June Hirata

Also not introduced until Book 2, Dr. Hirata is a ruthless force to be reckoned with. A cunning behavior psychologist and brilliant neurologist, one can never really know what to expect from June, though this is mostly because no one can tell if her actions are genuine. After MC is told how June “earned” her place on the diagnostics team, it becomes clear that she will stop at nothing to get what she wants. Honestly, the prospect of having that directed toward MC...yeah, I want it. Badly. The only reason she isn’t higher on the list is because of her social inconsistency..

#8 -- Zaid Mirani

One of two senior residents introduced to the MC in book 1, Zaid is partly responsible for managing the interns. Zaid is the more blunt of the Mirani twins and can come off as an ass. He’s also shown to have a softer side that comes out in increasing increments throughout the series culminating in a touching moment in book 3. Once more, Zaid isn’t someone the MC interacts with a whole lot throughout the books, acting more as a recurring character to pop up once or twice a book, but I think that is a crock. I wanted more Zaid and I’m sorry we didn’t get it.

#7 -- Elijah Greene

A fellow intern at Edenbrook Hospital, MC meets Elijah in book 1 along with the rest of their group of friends. Elijah quickly becomes a steadfast friend and even a roommate. Clearly a brilliant doctor with a future in research, Elijah balances this with his upbeat personality and love of science fiction and gaming. Characters like Elijah often get relegated to the realm of being a best friend and it might have been nice to see him opened up as a possible love interest. He’s fiercely loyal, as seen by his defense in book 2 at the baseball game, and is steadfastly determined to get where he wants to be. There’s a lot to be admired in Elijah, but considering PB dropped his canon love interest, Phoebe, I shouldn’t be surprised that he was never an option anyway.

#6 -- Sienna Trinh

Sienna is literally the best.

I should just end it there because anyone who has read the series knows, but for the sake of this list…Sienna is an ally of MC’s right from the moment they meet, when Sienna helps get MC out of a sticky situation. This perfectly encompasses Sienna’s character. She spends the entire series taking care of everyone but herself and being just the sweetest, kindest, most amazing baker and chinchilla mommy that exists. After what happens in book 1 and book 2 with both of her canon love interests, well, #Siennadeservesbetter. And I think her fellow dolphin would have been the perfect person for her. 

The only reason she is so far down on the list is because she does make such an incredible best friend.

#5 -- Harper Emery

The female older mentor to match Ethan. Harper would have been in a more compromised position, not just being a direct superior to MC like Ethan, but also being the Chief of Medicine for the hospital. As an admin, watching her toe the line between desire and propriety would have been just *chef’s kiss*. Instead, her role was consigned to being the family member too hard on their younger charge, projecting what she wants but can’t have onto Aurora. Now that I think about it, that last sentence makes me want it even more.

Besides, it would have been another female love interest rather than the one that we seem to get every book and a woman of color at that.

#4 -- Landry Olsen

I know what you’re thinking but just hear me out for a second and then you can eviscerate me in the comments.

Landry is a character that has me torn in more ways than one. First, I love the twist in book 1 where we see him for who he “truly is”. It was unexpected and a lovely change.

That notwithstanding, I was also deeply saddened to see yet another promising story not come to pass. See, there aren’t many characters like Landry who are so incredibly awkward but also come off as friendly. It was a lovely change of pace and it would have been amazing, just the sweetest, to see MC bring Landry out of his shell. MC could have helped Landry gain confidence to do far more than talk to the girl across the bar. Before the end of the book, he would have been having a full ass conversation with Ethan and maybe even mustering up the bravery to ask MC out. All of the pieces were there, either as platonic friend or love interest. Instead, Landry lived long enough to see himself become the villain. But my friends to lovers slowburn adoring heart will always have a piece longing for what could have been. Judge me if you will.

#3 -- Tobias Carrick

Originally introduced in book 2 to be to Ethan what Mass Kenmore is to Edenbrook, Tobias’ story takes a flip once book 3 comes around. Immediately compelling from the get go, Tobias shows a charming competitive nature sprinkled with arrogance, grey morality, and a devilish side. Tobias’ personality would either be completely in line with MC or completely against MC depending on how you tend to play the game. Both are completely valid and interesting options. Even before the infamous beet puns in book 3, Tobias made me want to know more. Tobias was the ultimate character in the Open Heart series that would have made a perfect one night stand. Alas, it seems we’ll never know more and must stick to the fantastic fanfiction writers on sites like this to sate us.

#2 -- Aurora Emery

Let me tell you, the line between #’s 1 and 2 is so thin it’s barely there. Those two are so close I almost can’t distinguish which one I wanted more. Aurora is first presented to MC and the gang as an intern who seems like she may become an antagonist of the series. As Book 1 presses on, we start to see Aurora in a whole new light. MC comes to understand why Aurora has the cold and closed off personality she does and when given the chances later in the series, Aurora opens up into almost an entirely different person as she finds herself outside of the expectations of her family.

Aurora is a brilliant doctor very nearly on the same level as MC and later seems to become a parallel to MC for what Tobias is to Ethan. Thankfully Aurora and MC’s relationship is a lot less volatile, but those brief fireworks make me really wish Aurora and MC would have officially been a thing. I feel like PB was weighing the option for a while but decided against it, much to their detriment.

However, I had to push Aurora down for one specific reason to come in the explanation for #1. And #1 is…

#1 -- Farley the Landlord

Be honest. After having Landry on this list, you thought this was a serious entry for a second, didn’t you? Just kidding!

(the real) #1 -- Kyra Santana

Kyra meets MC for the first time when Ethan dubiously introduces her to them because Kyra broke her arm in an accident. Right from the start, Kyra is an incorrigible flirt, obviously egged on by her cancer diagnosis and fear of death. Kyra has such an incredible story. Throughout books 1 and 2, Kyra is an incredible friend to MC and it breaks my heart that PB dropped her romantic storyline the way they did.

This is why Kyra edged out Aurora for #1. Going back and re-reading book 1, it’s always obvious that Kyra was meant to be a love interest. I’m not sure what stopped them from going forward with it. I’d like to think it had something to do with potential backlash for having a patient and their doctor get involved, but I think it has more to do with being a woman or a woman of color than anything else. Which is a damned shame. We stan Kyra Santana in this house and I wanted to leave with her at the end of book 2.

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So what do you all think? Do you agree with any of my placements? Vehemently disagree with others? I wrote this at 2am when I couldn’t sleep and didn’t bother to proofread before posting so you’re welcome.

Let me know below and cross your fingers for the finale of Open Heart book 3 coming later today!!

[julia-highstorms]

Secrets (Edward x Anne (F!MC))

Summary: Edward Mortemer was sure he had found all kind of people during his lifetime. But when he meets Anne Hua, he's not so sure of it anymore.

Author’s note: okay, so I chose to not tell Edward the truth during that diamond scene with him in Chapter 3 and now I can't stop thinking about how it will affect my MC's relationship with him and the plot. I'm dead curious. Check more of my writing here

Disclaimer: Characters and dialogues belong to Pixelberry Studios.

Rating: PG

Pairing: Edward Mortemer x Anne Hua (F!MC)

Word count: +1.4K

Edward Mortemer was sure he had found all kind of people during his lifetime. He considered himself a good people reader. His lone, observing nature surely helped him make all the connections needed and get him where he was now.

But then, there was this woman, Anne Hua, who appeared from nowhere. He couldn't quite figure out her.

They both stepped out of the lively, crowded tavern and walked toward the docks. He didn't know why, but Miss Hua clearly looked a bit alarmed, by the way her eyes would flicker around them, as if she was worried about something. 

"It's beautiful out here." - she finally said something, a small smile tugging on her lips as they both felt the salty air around them.

"Indeed. But somehow, I doubt that's why we're here."

She turned at him, blinking, showing innocence. He had noticed already that she was very good in performing. She had a way with portraying and words. She seemed to know exactly what to say or how to act, depending on the occasion. She knew how to communicate without saying a single word, just with her eyes and mannerisms.

Who was she?  

"What do you mean?"

"Come now, Miss Hua. Give me the courtesy of assuming I have some wits. You were hardly subtle about your need to talk to me."

She just stared back at him for a quick second, before abruptly changing the subject, slightly speeding up her pace.

"So… how long have you been a gentleman of fortune?"

"Excuse me?"

Miss Hua darted her eyes pointedly behind her, raising her eyebrows. At first Edward wasn't sure what she was trying to tell him, but he had noticed the caution and alarm in her eyes and he nodded, following the mysterious woman further away from the tavern. 

"You know, pillaging and plundering? How long have you been a pirate?" - she resumed their conversation.

"You have an unpleasant obsession with prying into the most intimate details of my past." - he calmly said, walking beside her down the docks.

"Can you blame me? It's not like you'll just tell me otherwise."

He grinned slightly.

"Only a fool offers up information for free."

"Then what about a trade? I ask you a question, then you ask me one."

"A trade?" - he asked, turning to face her, amused by her proposal. She watched him patiently as he made up his mind, a small smile tugging on the corner of her lips. It was true that he was as curious about her as she was about him. It seemed fair. - "...Very well. Ask your question, and then I shall ask mine."

"Tell me, what do you want most in life?"

"I suppose… I want justice."

They both fell in silence for a moment, Edward's eyes gazing into the horizon.

"Just… general justice? That's kind of vague."

He frowned.

"Is it? It feels oppressively specific to me. I won't allow myself to have other, more… personal goal until justice has been served." - he said, conviction in his voice. 

"You know, I think I know you less now than when we started!" - Miss Hua said, visibly holding back a laugh.

"'Tis hardly my fault you didn't ask the proper question." - he grinned back, before going serious again. - "But it's my turn now. Prepare yourself, Miss Hua."

"I have a given name, you know. It's Anne." - she smiled playfully at him.

"I don't know you well enough to address you with such familiarity." - he felt like he barely knew her. She was indecipherable.

"Ask your questions and maybe you will."

Edward Mortemer wasn't one of holding back. He immediately asked about her family. By the way she behaved, he could assume she was raised fairly. And he knew she wasn't from here. At least, not from this part of the world. She spoke English fluently, but she had a funny way of speaking it. He also was sure that someone like her would have been married by now. And to someone influential and with a good share of gold, probably. 

But she told him that she had no husband and that she hadn't found the right one yet.

"But when I do… I plan to seize the opportunity." - she smiled confidently. Edward couldn't hold back a smile.

"Of that, I have no doubt, Miss Hua." - and then, he stopped walking and faced her. That was enough light taking. - "I have one more question, and I expect you to answer seriously. Tell me, Miss Hua… where are you truly from?"

That caught her off guard.

"I… don't know what you mean." - she quickly recovered from her shock and eyed him suspiciously.

"I've never met anyone with an accent like yours. You say and do the oddest things. And try as I might to make sense of it all, the tale you weave is the stuff of fantasies. I must know the truth." - he stated firmly, staring at her.

A sad frown appeared on her beautiful face.

"You wouldn't believe me even if I told you, Edward."

He took a step closer, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face, looking deeply into her eyes, trying to show her that she could trust him. And that he would trust her in return.

"Try me."

Miss Hua stared back at him, uncertainty in her eyes. She opened her mouth as if she was about to tell him something, as if she was about to finally confide into him.

But then, at the last moment, she hesitated and looked away, changing her mind. Edward could see her face frowning in conflict for a split second, but Miss Hua just looked back at him, her dark eyes studying his face.

"Now who's after people's secrets?" 

"I answered your question, did I not?"

He saw a smirk spreading on her face, her eyes narrowing.

"Did you really?" 

They stared at each other in silence for a few moments, as if they were caught up in a trance.

"...Fair enough." - he admitted. Miss Hua had a point and they both knew she was right. -"Keep your secrets, Miss Hua. Just know that I'll have them eventually."

"Oh, I'm sure you will." - she grinned playfully and then looked around them. They were isolated, close to the water. - "As much as I've enjoyed our game of Twenty Questions, that's not why I asked you out here."

"Game…?" - Twenty… what?

"Never mind that. I overheard Robert talking to someone outside the tavern. He's plotting against you. Planning a mutiny."

Edward paced away from her, hands locking behind his back.

Could he trust her? Truly? She didn't trust him enough to tell him the truth about herself. Edward could respect that… but could he trust her?

"Edward?"

He stopped and turned to her.

"I need your word. Promise you'll not breathe a word of this to another soul."

"But…"

"You sworn promise, Miss Hua, or you'll need to find a different ship." - he glared at her, his words hard.

She looked back in surprise to him before slowly nodding. 

"I swear. I won't tell anyone." 

Edward then relaxed, his expression softening as his eyes pierced into the woman in front of him.

"Thank you. For the promise and for the information. I suspect I will owe you my life and crew before all is said and done."

"You're very welcome." - she smiled at him, illuminated by the moonlight.

The sea around them was calm and there was a cool night breeze, but neither of them seemed to notice it, since they both found themselves drawn toward one another. 

"Miss Hua…"

"Edward…" - she murmured back, flushing her eyes closed, moving to close the distance between them.

He gazed down to her lips, so inviting, so full of secrets… and then, a moment before they lips would meet, the pirate captain stepped back and shook his head, as if emerging from a daze.

"It's late, and we set sail at dawn. Let me escort you back to the ship."

Miss Hua nodded, a look of disappointment on her face, but she said nothing. And the two of them walked back together, his hand on the small of her back, a comfortable silence falling between them.

Even though she had chose to not tell him her story… Edward Mortemer felt oddly comfortable with her. He didn't know why, but he felt that he could trust that mysterious and fascinating woman after all. _____________________________________________

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[clan-sayeed-fic]

Let me earn your trust (Kamilah Sayeed & MC)

Previous chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

Book: Bloodbound (property of Pixelberry Studios) Pairing: Kamilah Sayeed & MC: Amy (I do not own those characters, they're the property of Pixelberry Studios as well) Warnings: strong language, very little fluff/smut? (it turns out I don’t know what I’m writing about at this point hahaha)  Rating: Mature Author's note:  I'm not a native English speaker, I'm sorry for any mistakes (feel free to correct me).

I must say, I wasn't expecting to upload this story at all. And here we are, in the middle of what I have already written. And I haven't even got to the ending... let's say I'm gonna torture you with this story till you'll have enough of it. 😋

Today's chapter is the longest so far, hope you'll enjoy it. The first time I'm not giving hints about what will happen in the next chapter. I hope you like mysteries!😘

~ 2600 words

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Chapter 11

The smell of sweat filled the room.

Another scream echoed between the walls when Lily went flying through the whole length of the gym, finally hitting the floor.

"Again," Kamilah's cold voice was repeating the same word over and over.

Amy buried her face in her hands. She was sitting on the floor against the mirror on the wall. They were in the private training hall which apparently, Kamilah had in her company building.

"Come on," Lily panted, barely standing on her feet. "How can you not even stumble a little?!"

Indeed, for this whole time, Kamilah was barely touchable. The only moments when Kamilah was within Lily's reach happened because the woman by herself let her to. There was no sweat on Kamilah's body, no heavy breathing coming out of her lungs. She kept her upright posture the whole time. The only thing that had been changing was the color of her eyes, which turned red every time Lily planned to attack.

"Because I'm focusing, unlike you," Kamilah growled, annoyed.

Lily steadied her body. It was easy to recognize that she was losing her temper. Pain and exhaustion were reaching their limits within her. After each strike, her wounds healed impossibly fast, which was the advantage of being a newly turned. But it has its cons too. Her body was regularly devastated and healed.

And even the healing process could hurt sometimes depending on the injury.

Lily looked at Kamilah one more time, searching for weak points in her defensive position. Finally, she attacked, using her vampire speed, which made everything go blurry before Amy's eyes.

And then one more time: sounds of loud breaths, punching, scream, and Lily was on the floor writhing in pain.

Amy stood up momentarily, wanting to help her friend. She had an impulse to do it whenever Lily fell on the floor. And like every time before, now too, Kamilah's red eyes stopped her from doing this. The woman wanted the newly turned vampire to handle herself without help.

"Again," Kamilah was always ready.

"No," Lily stood up, her cracked bones healed loudly, making her bend in pain. "We did it like a hundred times, no more," sweat all over her face.

Amy knew already how this would turn out. Kamilah's eyes were still red. Not because of the fight this time, but the rage that burned inside of her. There was not much that Amy could do in this situation, so she stayed silent and watched the women.

"Do you realize that you are in no position to argue?" Kamilah's voice sharp like it could cut through anything. "The meeting will begin in a few hours. That doesn't give us much time to improve your skills."

"Yeah, exactly!" Lily shouted. "What's the point of all of this?" she made a gesture showing the training hall.

"Degree of your training might be our only chance to convince the Council from giving you a death sentence," Kamilah frowned at how reckless Lily acted.

Since they had no time anymore on convincing members of the Council before the meeting, they had to come up with a new idea. Adrian reminded Kamilah that back in the days the Council used to make its decisions based on how well trained the newly turned vampire was.

Kamilah did great by training Lily. And the girl by herself made enormous progress. But still, Kamilah was afraid that it might not have been enough. And she needed to be sure that it would be, thinking of Adrian's fate.

"I know," Lily became upset. At this point, Amy had a remarkably hard time standing in one place. "Just give me a break, ok?"

"Fifteen minutes," Kamilah ordered.

Lily inhaled deeply and turned to the exit. Finally, Amy moved into her direction, wanting to comfort her. But, to her great astonishment, that was not what her friend needed at the time.

"Don't, seriously," Lily didn't even bother to look at her. "I wanna be alone right now."

Amy stopped heartbroken. They had known each other for very long. Amy had time to learn that the best she could do in such moments was to let her be. No matter how hard it was for her to resist the urge of hugging Lily and telling her that she did great, it would do more harm than good.

Finally, Amy composed herself and turned around to Kamilah, feeling angry at her.

The woman walked to the corner of the hall, where she left her things. She drank water from the bottle and took off her training gloves, throwing them to the opened bag.

"You didn't have to be so harsh," Amy's voice was full of complaint.

"Live won't be easy for her either," Kamilah turned to face the girl. "Besides, I wasn't harsh. I'm sure even you could have dealt with it."

Amy's eyes raised. She was surprised by Kamilah's statement, and looking at her made Amy believe in the woman's words even less.

Kamilah stood in front of her wearing a black, simple sports bra and leggings. Her hair back into a loose ponytail, letting some of the hair fell from behind her ears. Her darker complexion was shining from the effort she put in training Lily. Muscles in her body highlighted by the faint light that was reaching the corner. Amy looked into her eyes and swallowed nervously.

"Yeah," she chuckled. "I truly doubt that,"

Amy wanted to turn from Kamilah when she felt her hand grabbing Amy by the wrist swirling her around till she stood with her back against Kamilah's chest. The grip on Amy's wrist was still solid when Kamilah lowered her head to her neck, making Amy shiver.

"Why don't you let me prove you wrong?" a sweet whisper from Kamilah's mouth straight into the soft skin.

Amy barely stopped the moan from escaping her mouth when the other hand moved from her hip, up to her waist. Slowly getting under her shirt, like she was waiting for a reaction.

You're angry at her, remember? Amy told herself in thoughts and with difficulty broke free from Kamilah's grip, causing her smirk with satisfaction.

"All right, I'll try," Amy's breath quickened already. "I can't see how this is supposed to prove anything since your way much stronger and faster."

"I won't use my advantages," Kamilah ensured, taking the position. "Try to hit me."

Amy inhaled deeply, showing a lack of confidence. But despite doubts, she made a fist out of her right palm. And when she wanted to attack, hesitation hit her with doubled strength.

"This is ridiculous," Amy laughed nervously.

"Of course, it is when you're preparing yourself to..." Kamilah said ironically.

Then, Amy hit her, acting impulsively. She certainly caught the woman off guard, but still, Kamilah blocked her effortlessly. She made Amy stumble a little, but there was no pain after Kamilah's defending move.

"Not bad," Kamilah said honestly, "try again."

"Oh no, I know how it goes with your 'again'..." Amy made an impression of Kamilah quite adequately.

Amy wanted to say something more, but she sensed the attack coming before Kamilah even planned to do this. Thanks to that, Amy dodged to the side at the right time, making Kamilah lose full strength on the missed attack.

The woman turned around with an impressed expression on her face.

"How did you do that?" Kamilah couldn't hide how dazzled she was.

"Um..." Amy looked at her own hands.

Then, Kamilah attacked again, trying to prove her theory.

Amy blocked every attack in a similar way that Kamilah did previously. The girl wasn't impossibly strong or agile. She just knew where Kamilah would hit and with what force.

After a series of attacks, Kamilahs stopped, her breath increased.

"This is quite a discovery," this time, the woman took Amy's hand gently, trying to figure out how was it even possible for someone without training to achieve something like that.

She didn't use her vampire abilities, but still. Amy was not muscular, her arms were weak, and she could not even beat properly.

"I guess," Amy smiled, but it was weird for her too. "I'm just better at defending myself."

"That's for sure," Kamilah stopped examining Amy, but her hand was still resting on her arm.

They stood close for long seconds, looking into each other's eyes.

Then, they heard a throat clearing, which ruined the moment.

"I don't wanna interrupt or something," Lily stood in the entrance, smiling widely. Her mood went back to its normal state.

Amy blushed, stepping away from Kamilah. The woman looked at the clock hanging on the wall to see that twenty minutes had passed.

"You're late," Kamilah stated a fact.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Lily couldn't help but tease.

"Why don't you find out and try to fight me?" Kamilah crossed her arms, with a daring look in her eyes.

Lily's smile faded when she understood that she just made her own existence a lot harder.

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It was the hour of the Council meeting. Amy was told to stay in Kamilah's office while the rest of them went to the conference room to meet with the others from the Council. Amy knew that one of them would be Priya, and she doubted if the woman would vote on Lily's side.

There was the Baron who was at least likable from the men of the Council. Kamilah was sure that they would have to make a deal with him to persuade him on voting- aye. But nothing was certain with this vampire.

She heard about Lester. That Adrian had an argument with him recently, so they didn't even count on his vote.

There was their new Clan leader, Jax. He would undoubtedly vote on Lily's side since he knew how it felt to be Clanless. He remembered constant fear of becoming feral too well.

The last one was Adam Vega, the least predictable. He appeared fine but always needed more power. His vote depended on how beneficial the whole situation would turn out for him.

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Amy kept walking from desk to doors, with her arms crossed.

It has been nearly an hour since the meeting started. How long could it take? She was curious about how Lily performed her skills before the Council members. If they even wanted to test how well trained she was.

Finally, Adrian walked in, making Amy jump.

"And?" she couldn't wait anymore.

Adrian looked at her with his eyes full of tiredness.

"It's not looking good," he said honestly, "We need to convince Adam to vote on our side," he was deadly serious. "He wants to talk with you."

"What?" Amy was shocked. "Why me?"

"He is considering you a threat," Adrian didn't have to put this gently. "He wants to know how did you manage to convince me to turn Lily. Of course, you don't have to agree on this if you don't want to."

Amy straightened up, feeling ready.

"I do," she forced a confident smile, "we win this today."

Amy followed Adrian to the conference room. When they walked in, the first person that she saw was Kamilah sitting in the most important seat. She was looking through the window, frowning.

Lily was standing by the wall, she wasn't smiling like before. Amy wondered what had happened there in her absence because the tension in the air seemed almost touchable.

Kamilah could smell Amy's perfume, and that's what made her took her eyes off the city. She was surprised to see the girl standing in the room next to Adrian.

"Adrian," her voice cold, "I thought we made a decision."

Adrian gulped unsurely under Kamilah's gaze. He hated to disagree with her.

"I..." he started, but Amy interrupted.

"You wanted to talk with me," her eyes moved to Adam, who was sitting between Priya and Lester.

"I did," he smiled, "I wanted to meet this infamous human being."

He looked over Amy's body like he was worried that someone of her average height could be a threat to him. Amy fought the urge to correct her pose as she managed to hold his gaze.

Priya obviously recognized Amy even if nearly 4 months had passed since they met. The fashion designer laughed loudly and spoke with irony.

"So first you're making me fire my employee... and then, Adrian to change your friend into the vampire," she licked her lips hungrily. "You've got some nerve."

Amy stepped nervously. She knew that Priya's words were not working in the interest of this case. And as she predicted, Adam became even more suspicious toward her.

"How could someone owning such a weak body, convince the most powerful creature walking on Earth to do something against its will," Adam said, wondering.

Amy could sense that Kamilah was trying her best, not interrupting.

"I would say that I can be pretty convincing," Amy smiled sweetly, trying to buy herself some time to collect her thoughts.

"I can see this happening," he said, scratching his beard. "But still, what Adrian could have from saving your friend? What could you possibly give him?"

I'm a fucking Bloodkeeper, Amy's thoughts screamed. She wasn't sure if she should have ever trusted Adrian or Kamilah. But, one thing was clear, Adam was far away from gaining her appreciation.

"Listen to me, Vega," Amy spoke with a strength in her voice, making everyone in the room freeze. "I know that I'm in the way. The human who knows about vampires... it can not be convenient." Adam wanted to deny, but she kept going, "You would like to kill me to keep me quiet, but it's against the rules," she was looking directly into his eyes. "On the other hand, a human who knows about vampires is... also against the rules.'' Noone interrupted her. ''There is only one solution."

Amy made a pause, giving everyone a chance to rethink her words. She knew she was walking a fine line, but there was no way back.

Vega seemed to be shocked by Amy's confidence. Actually, everyone in the room was, even herself. Words just left her mouth like she was a completely different person.

"Then, Amy," Adam said, "what solution would you suggest?"

Exactly, what do you suggest, Amy thought. It's not like she wasn't prepared or anything. She felt more afraid now that it would not be enough.

"We make a deal," Amy gulped, partially losing her confidence. "You, vote aye, and I..." that wasn't smart, she knew that right now, "will owe you a favor."

Everyone in the room moved significantly after those words. Adam let out a whistle as he was considering Amy's offer.

"That's not an option," Kamilah stood up, losing control.

Lily wanted to say something, but Adrian stopped her, keeping her by the arm. He didn't want things to go any more complicated than they already had become.

"Why would I want your favor?" Adam asked, ignoring Kamilah's words.

"You said it yourself," Amy kept his gaze. "How could I control two different vampires, "she kept on repeating his words, changing her tone to more sarcastic. "The most powerful creatures walking on Earth, right?" her left eyebrow lifted for a moment.

Adam leaned back in his chair. He kept on scratching his beard.

In the room fell silence of anticipation.

"Aye, then," Adam's voice, loudly cutting through the silence.

Kamilah let out a breath after hearing this. She should feel happy and relieved because they won. Lily was saved from becoming feral. Adrian, free from punishment. But at what cost?

Right then, Amy realized that she started playing a remarkably dangerous game.

And she was just the beginner since they all had been playing in it for centuries.

Next chapter: 12

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[obeyme-and-you]

MC the Lamb Part 2

A look into the relationship of MC, Diavolo and Lucifer

Spoilers for chapter 37

Gabriel is Italics

Kimimela is Bold

MC’s Disciples

(The information used to explain the disciples was taken from this website https://www.britannica.com/topic/Apostle)

(Some of these Disciples don’t have much information about them or at all in some cases but they will be briefly mentioned for comparison sake still)

Fyi, even though 90% of the disciples are martyrs, and I do make jokes about them dying, I do not believe everyone is just gonna die, and I do believe that any character that may die, will come back.

Andrew and Diavolo

Andrew- The four main things that Andrew is known for are as follows: He was the first named Apostle named, he was the brother of Peter, he was one of the disciples to ask Jesus what the signs of the end of the world would be (Mark 13), and he was crucified on a cross in the shape of an “X”.

Diavolo- Similar to Andrew, Diavolo is the first of the twelve characters to be named within the game. Diavolo is very close to Lucifer, and probably sees him as a brother (which is possibly part of the reason why Diavolo was jealous of Lucifer and his brothers’ relationship to MC and why he doesn’t know if he can trust Lucifer to be on his side in the end). In chapter 37 of Obey Me, Diavolo tells MC how he believes that MC is the reason for all the weird things that are happening between the three realms. The earthquakes, the destruction of temples, a lake in the Celestial Realm drying up…, Diavolo has blamed MC for some “world ending” events. The crucifixion of Andrew on a cross in the shape of an “X” could mean that Diavolo could be killed, or it could mean nothing :). 

Peter and Lucifer

Kill me now

Peter- Peter is the brother of Andrew, one of Jesus’ three “pillars”, he was known as the leader of the twelve disciples, he was wavering and unsure of his relationship with the church of Antioch (the first Gentile church was founded in Antioch, which is were there’s the first recording of people being called Christians) but he was also known at times to be resolute. At times he was depicted as rash and hasty, or irritable and capable of great anger, and also had a forceful personality. Often pictured as gentle but firm, in terms of his relationship to Jesus, he was loyal and loving. Unlearned in terms of Mosaic Law (the 613 testaments of Moses in the first five books of the Hebrew bible, the lists are different depending on the interpretations presented), took to learning slowly and was wrong time and time again about them, but once entrusted with responsibility, he shown he was capable and mature. 

Was constantly the first question Jesus about his parables, was a spokesman, enjoyed his precedence over the other disciples, and when the disciples were discussed, he would always be named first, and at times the only one named. He was the one who faced a moment of weakness and denied Jesus (as in, when asked if he knew who Jesus was, at a time when he could’ve faced punishment, he denied knowing who he was). Before he denied Jesus, he sought to overrule the prophecy Jesus gave about his denial and said, that even if the other disciples abandoned Jesus, he would suffer death rather than disown him. This was rooted in his love of Jesus, and his overestimation in his own abilities. Afterwards he faced great guilt over it.

Lucifer- Lucifer has a very close relationship to Diavolo, now in terms of “brotherly” from his side is debatable. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

In terms of his relationship to MC, it is heavily pushed that he would be one of MC’s “pillars” for many reasons. He is the one who’s constantly trying his best to look out for MC’s wellbeing and helps them throughout their stay in the Devildom. He put Mammon in charge of keeping MC safe (even if not his best move in the beginning let’s be honest) and he saved MC when Leviathan attempted to kill them. Even though there are times where he is VERY bad at showing he cares, he truly does try his best. Also, in terms of his relationship with MC, is his wavering relationship with them and his brothers relationships with MC. On one hand he has shown time and time again, being fiercely protective of them, but on the flip side, in the beginning of the story, he had threatened MC’s life a uh, couple, of times because he didn’t trust MC and their adamancy in trying to gain packs with his brothers and interfering with their relationships. He also didn’t like how close his brothers were getting to MC, but didn’t try and stop them completely. 

Lucifer has been shown to be very resolute when it comes to protecting his brothers, MC, and in his loyalty to Diavolo. When he locked Belphegor in the attic, this was a rash and hasty decision on his part, because he was trying to keep him safe while remaining loyal to Diavolo. Another time he was rash and hasty, and capable of great anger, was when he found Luke in the royal tomb holding the grimoire. In his fury he almost killed Luke, Beelzebub, and MC, and was going to kill them in order to protect the grimoire. I feel like I don’t really have to explain him having a forceful personality, it’s a pretty obvious trait of his. There have been many cases of him being gentle and firm to both his brothers and MC. He does his best in terms of protecting them and taking care of them. He greatly cares for MC, both in terms of loyalty in keeping them safe, and his general love for them, to the point that Diavolo and Barbatos wonder that if the time comes, will he remain loyal to Diavolo. (Thinking about in chapter 20 when MC goes to talk with Lucifer and can give him a hug goodbye instead of a kiss and he thinks you must be in love with someone else ah ha ha ha,,, T-T)

Alright, in terms of him being unlearned in Mosaic law and being slow to learn it and also wrong in its understanding many times, there’s two main ways this could be interpreted. First one being in terms of when he first came to the Devildom it would’ve taken him time to understand the drastically different rules there to the Celestial Realm. The second way would be in terms of dealing with and taking care of MC. It took him, many times, to properly handle MC and their needs, and the fact they seem to be a magnet for trouble and a little too curious for their own good. He was,,, a bit slow in that department. But, just like in both situations, once he figured it out, he was dependable and trustworthy in his job.

He, constantly, questions MC and their antics. He questioned them when they seemed curious about the attic, questioned them and what they think they’re doing making pacts with his brothers, and questions them every time they decide to make a stupid decision (which, quite frankly, is a lot). 

When it came down to talking on behalf of the brothers, Lucifer was typically the one who did it (exception for MC being the spokesperson when protecting the brothers from both Lucifer and Diavolo which caused part of his Problems™ with MC). He was the one who directly talked to Diavolo about any concerns for the brothers or MC. 

Lucifer definitely takes pride (heh) in his role as the oldest. He has brought up the fact that he is the oldest, and therefore the strongest and one in charge against his brothers and he takes a certain amount of pride in having Diavolo rely on him. He is also typically the first one on everyone’s lips when talking about any of the brothers. There are numerous times where he’s the only one talked about and is typically the first one mentioned. Not to mention there are times where it’s “Lucifer’s and his brothers”, him being the only one named.

Peter and Lucifer comparison 

“He was the one who faced a moment of weakness and denied Jesus (as in, when asked if he knew who Jesus was, at a time when he could’ve faced punishment, he denied knowing who he was). Before he denied Jesus, he sought to overrule the prophecy Jesus gave about his denial and said, that even if the other disciples abandoned Jesus, he would suffer death rather than disown him. This was rooted in his love of Jesus, and his overestimation in his own abilities. Afterwards he faced great guilt over it.”

This is where things become a bit complicated. Peter denied Jesus three times, aka betrayed him three times. Lucifer has done two big betrayals to MC. Both of those being almost murder, but he really hasn’t had a third time, at least one that’s big enough in my opinion to account for this. This is why, if you remember in the Mammon essay, I, very briefly, mention how Lucifer choosing between country/Diavolo or MC isn’t as easy to come to a conclusion for. He has an obligation to Diavolo and is not one to back down against his word, especially in terms of protecting his family. (Demons and deals come to mind, possibly making Lucifer literally bound to his word) If it came down to it, he will always choose them over MC. 

Lucifer actually questions MC if they would choose their duty or love in chapter 30-19.“... You remember the play we put on for the school festival, right? My character… the prince… was forced to make a difficult decision. He had to decide whether to fulfill his royal duty by marrying the princess, or to throw everything away in the name of love… MC, if you were in the prince’s shoes, what would you have done? … Actually… …Never mind. I’ve said more than I should.” 

Lucifer, at that point of time, is questioning himself on which he would choose. Will he choose Diavolo? Or will he choose MC? (If he even can) The problem with this lies in the fact that he will overestimate his ability to do both. He has already proven how far he’s willing to go to follow his duty and protect those he loves, and it proved it blow up in his face then. This happened when he locked Belphegor in the attic. He was trying to protect his brother from Diavolo cause he knew Belphegor would’ve been severely punished, but he was trying to remain loyal to Diavolo and it proved to be too much. Even though he deeply cares for MC and truly does believe he can be loyal to both, he won’t be able to. In the Mammon essay, it talks about how you can’t serve two masters, you will always love one more than the other. “Ye cannot serve God and Mammon”, or in this case, Lucifer cannot serve MC and Diavolo. He will have to choose, and in the moment I truly believe he will choose Diavolo, and that will probably be one of his biggest regrets. First he loses Lilith, and now he loses MC, but unlike with Lilith, he could have chosen to protect MC. And by choosing Diavolo, he may lose his brothers too.

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Little Marks - Maxwell x Jessica (MC) (N*SFW)

Summary: Maxwell decides to heat things up with Jessica (MC) during their honeymoon.

Pairing: Maxwell x Jessica (MC)

Rating: Mature (N*SFW)

Words: 1400

Note: Hey guys! Sometime ago, I posted this and asked for requests. @luckythrteen513 asked me two fanfics and I’m posting the second one. For this one, I’m using the prompt 27.Rough, biting, scratching. It’s my first N*SFW for Maxwell and Jessica! English isn’t my native language. I write to practice and learn, so please sorry any mistakes. I hope you like it! Likes/comments/reblogs are very appreciated!

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Jessica was lying on the bed watching the first stars twinkle in the dark sky. This was better that any fantasy she’d ever had on her wedding night. And not just because she had a royal wedding and became a Duchess, but also because her husband was everything she wanted and more. She looked to the side and saw Maxwell pouring her a glass of water. He was only in his boxers, and Jessica relished the sight of the hard muscles she loved so much. Maxwell was handsome, sexy, kind and a lot of fun. She could laugh in one moment and feel the greatest pleasure in another. Either way, Maxwell could sweep her off her feet. This was literally a fairy tale, a love story like the ones she used to read.

_Jessie, is everything okay there? – she noticed Maxwell handing her the water.

_Yeah, I was just… - she took a sip of water – I was thinking about you.

_Oh, really? – Maxwell sat down next to her on the bed – good things, I suppose? Oh no, I didn’t do anything wrong, did I? – Jessica chuckled and kissed the tip of his nose.

_Of course no, hubby. I was wondering how lucky I am to have you in my life, my prince charming – Maxwell smiled and pulled her into a passionate kiss, stroking her long hair while she caressed his cheek – this honeymoon is being incredible, so romantic…

_Just romantic? – he raised an eyebrow.

_Yeah, you’re always so sweet, so gentle…I love it – Maxwell stroked Jessica’s inner thigh.

_But I know how to be…rough, you know? – he nipped Jessica’s lower lip, enough to make her feel a chill between her legs.

_Oh, yeah? Why don’t you show me? – in a swift motion, he pushed her onto the mattress and hovered over her, then kissed her fiercely, making her dizzy – wow, Max…

_I’m just starting, Mrs. Beaumont – his voice was so deep that Jessica was startled. He lowered his head to her neck and nibbled on her skin, sucking hard.

_This is…

_Yes, I’m giving you a hickey. I’ll leave my marks on you. I want everyone to know that you’re mine, all mine – he whispered – my Jessica Anne Beaumont – Jessica moaned quietly. She didn’t know Maxwell was capable of doing something like that, but she had to admit that it was sexy.

_I’m all yours, Maxwell. Forever – Jessica said between irregular gasps as Maxwell kept giving small bites on her collarbone – you’ve got me body and soul until my last breath. You don’t need to do this – he stopped and looked at her, a little concerned.

_Was it too much? I can stop if you want-

_Maxwell, I’m not complaining! – Jessica said with a smile and stroked Maxwell’s cheek – I’m just saying you don’t need to prove anything to anyone, but…I agree that having your marks on me would be sexy… - she smirked and pulled him to a kiss that started sweet but soon became deep when he pulled down her bra straps. She sat upright to unbuckle the lingerie and lay down while throwing it away. Maxwell continued to give hot kisses to her skin, from her neck to her breasts. She gasped when he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked it, giving a small bite at the end. As he moved to the other breast to do the same thing, she saw the red spots his teeth let into her skin and smiled shyly. She always wanted lovemaking with Maxwell, for him to treat her like a princess, but she knew some roughness would also be nice. Distracted, she was startled when Maxwell started kissing his way down the middle of her legs as he lowered her panties. He was fast, but also caring, his pace was rude but also so delicious…she hardly had time to breathe, he moved quickly to her core, licking and sucking her folds as if his life depended on it – Maxwell!

_You taste so good, Jessica – he said as he pushed two of his fingers inside her, in a frantic rhythm that made her gasping for air. Maxwell concentrated his tongue on her clit as his fingers found her G point. His free hand squeezed her thigh, his nails buried in her flesh, leaving half-moons on her skin. His piercing blue eyes looked deeply at her.

_Oh, Maxwell! Yes! – Jessica squirmed in pleasure, grabbing the sheets and arching her back off the mattress. Maxwell moved his hand and tongue in perfect synchrony, each movement making her feel the growing pleasure in her being. She tangled one of her hands in his hair, pulling it, but also pressing his mouth against her. Her chest rose and fell fast.

_I take I’m doing it right? – Maxwell asked with a sly smile.

_Yes… - Jessica whined, pulling his head back between her thighs, muffling his moans as he felt her juices wet his lips – right there! I’m coming…OOOOH! – Jessica’s body spasmed as she collapsed on the bed and groaned loudly. She was breathing heavily when Maxwell crawled back to eye-level and kissed her passionately, making her moan at the taste of her own fluids – wow, Maxwell…that was amazing… - she looked at the red lines his nails left on her thigh.

_This was just the beginning, my love – Maxwell said as he took off his underwear, smirking at the hickey on her neck and the red stains his teeth left on her breasts. He fit his hips between her legs and penetrated her, making them both groan and gasp – I want to feel you inside…you’re so warm and so tight…

_And I love to feel you inside me… - she put her arms around his back, and the feeling of her husband filling her made her pull him closer, digging her nails in his back and scratching him – I’ll leave my marks on you too…if you want everyone to know that I’m yours, I want everyone to know that you’re mine too – Maxwell cupped her face with one hand and kissed her.

_You’ll not hear any complaints from me – he smiled – I want you to show how much you want me – as if on cue, Jessica bit his bottom lip, then moved her mouth to his shoulder, nipping on his flesh as he accelerated his pace, even harder. Jessica did her best to follow him, soon they were both dripping, and when they faced each other, they could see each other’s flushed cheeks, their faces glistening with sweat, their mouths trying to catch air into their lungs. Still looking into his eyes, Jessica wrapped her legs around Maxwell’s hips, making him go even deeper inside her, the movement of his hips massaging her clit. Jessica grazed her nails even harder, Maxwell’s back was starting to get even more red lines. In response, he leaned in and sucked and bit her neck – you’ll look gorgeous with my hickeys on your neck – he laughed messily.

_And your back will look amazing with my scratches – they shared an open-mouthed smile, and Jessica realized she was close to her orgasm again – Maxwell…I’m…

_I…won’t last…too… - he could only say that before he felt Jessica’s walls tightening around his dick, sending them both to the limit – oh, Jessica!

_Maxwell! – groans and shouts echoed in the walls of their honeymoon suite, pleasure took over their whole bodies. Jessica slowly unhooked her legs from Maxwell’s waist, as he fell on the mattress beside her. After a few moments of normalizing his breathing, he rolled onto the side and took her lips in a loving kiss – wow, Maxwell… – she ran her fingers over her neck.

_My back is hurting a little but I couldn’t care less – he took her in his arms and kissed her forehead – I know how sweet, delicate you are, but I know better than anyone else you have a wild side. And I love to see it in action – she snuggled closer to him and kissed his cheek.

_I could say the same about you. Anyone who sees you making jokes and smiling all the time doesn’t imagine that in bed you’re a sex god – Maxwell burst out laughing and Jessica joined him.

_I think you’re overreacting, but that’s okay – they turned their heads and kissed again – I love you, Jessie.

_I love you too, Max – the conversation lasted a few more minutes until they finally gave in to the tiredness and fell asleep.                                                            

[zazigah]

Soulmates (Jake x MC) - part 5

Pairing: MC (Taylor) x Jake

Warnings: Some sex references in the end, very light.

Summary: Estela wants to know more about Taylor while Jake and Taylor second date brings both of them a lot of memories.

Author’s Notes:So I was not happy with any of the endings of Endless Summer. I’ve played all the three and choose to end the book staying at the island but I thought it would be nice to think that something else could happen if you choose to join Vaanu, so this is my version of what happened after it. It’s a long story and I’ll post the next chapters of it on the next days, hope you enjoy it.

You can read the other parts here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 , Part 4

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Just wanted to tell all of you reading this that I’m gratefull for all the love and support you’ve been sending me. Thank you so much for taking your time to read my fics and tell me how you feel about it, you’re awesome and I hope you’re all having fun with this story. <3

The next morning Estela left to meet Aleister but promised Jake she would return to see him before going back to San Trobida. She made him promise to be careful and spoke with Diego to get all the information on Taylor that she could. He understood that she was worried and scared, he was scared too but this was the first time, since La Huerta, he felt hope.

Taylor had called him the night before and they agreed to go out together again the next day. They were supposed to meet at the coffee shop where she worked and decide where to go after it. So at the scheduled hour he waited for her by the door watching students come and go.

“Penny for your thoughts” the girl said before gently kissing his cheek. “Ready to go?”

“Where are we going?” Jake asked her.

“I don’t know exactly, I just thought we could walk around and maybe later you can take me to your place again and share more of that fancy whiskey of yours with me”

“I thought you were interested in my company but I’m starting to think you’re more into my booze.” Jake said feigning shock.

“Maybe both?” she answered laughing.

They walked through the university gardens and at some point she changed direction saying she had to show him something. Arriving at the feet of a fountain she turned to him.

“It’s been only two months since I’ve moved here, so I don’t exactly have a favorite spot yet but this fountain here always makes me laugh for some reason.”

“Why?”

“Well, look at the statue in the middle of it; it’s ridiculous.”

Jake looked at the statue again and in shock he realized that it looked a lot like the statue in the hall of The Celestial; Rourke’s statue. He tried to contain the sudden anger he felt and kept listening to her.

“It also makes me think of how weird and shallow people can be and how some people would die to have their face on a statue like this; although they rarely deserve it. Since I woke up I’ve been  viewing life differently you know? I think losing my parents and two years of my life has changed my way of seeing life. Have you ever felt something like that?”

“Yes, sometimes.” he said, eyes still lost looking at the statue

“You told me you lost people that meant a lot to you.”

“I did” Taylor looked at him with questioning eyes. “I lost my best friend... and my wife”

“I’m sorry for your loss, I can only imagine how it feels”

“It has been almost six years now; I lost both of them on the same day”

“Was that the bad moment you said Estela helped you with?”

“Estela kept me alive when I thought I wouldn’t be able to live anymore. She spent six months with me in Costa Rica and then another few in the US until I was able to be alone”

“Have you guys ever… been together?”

“Me and Estela? No. She really is like my sister. My wife was her best friend; Estela was her maid of honor at our wedding. I guess none of us were good around people. Hence mourning the one person that saw past our walls, together, was all we could do when we lost her.”

Both stayed in silence for a few minutes. Jake was lost in memories of his final months in Costa Rica; all the pain and suffering. He was caught off guard by Taylor kissing his lips.

“Look, I’m sorry to bring up sad memories, this was supposed to be a nice date. Guess I ruined it the same way I did with the first one, huh?”

“It’s ok, don’t worry.”

“Maybe we can go drink that nice whiskey now? I promise I’ll leave some for you.”

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Back at his apartment Jake started serving the whiskey while Taylor walked through his living room. She stopped near a wall full of portraits and he came to bring her the drink.

“Is this your family?”

“Yes, my mom and sister.What gave it away?”

“Your sister and you look a lot like each other. This one?”

“That’s Mike, the guy I told you before, my best friend. We were in the military together” Taylor had a flash of the man in the picture dressed in a red sort of armor, trying to kill Jake. She blinked to push the vision away and her eyes caught another picture. Jake followed her eyes and took it off the wall so she could look at it closer.

“This is Diego’s group. You see, here, is him with long hair and in the other corner you can see Estela.”

Taylor looked at the picture and flashes started popping in her head again. Diego with a group of blue people, Estela fighting a giant crab, the girl with red hair fainting in her arms, the big guy with a beard asking her for help in a party, the girl with the Mohawk kissing the guy wearing a football jersey… she felt dizzy and almost fell, but Jake noticed and held her taking the portrait and the glass from her hands.

“Hey, hey, are you ok there? Talk to me Princess”

She looked in his eyes deeply and the images from her dreams of the last years started to form in her head, but this time they were complete. Jake was the man in the green jacket piloting the falling plane, Jake was the man with blue eyes telling her he loved her, calling her princess…

“I need to sit down.” It was all she could answer. Jake took her to the couch, put her in a comfortable position and got her a glass of water.

“Taylor, talk to me, are you ok?”

She took a sip of the water and looked at the floor, unable to look him in the eyes.

“Have you ever felt like you know something but you can’t remember it? Like the memory of it is blocked inside your head? A year after I came back from the coma I started having these dreams that felt like memories of something. I’ve been trying to remember those things ever since but I can’t. It’s like for some reason those memories are there, but blocked.”

Jake remembered what Taylor told him on their honeymoon; about not having memories from her life before the island. Was that related somehow? He nodded for her to continue speaking.

“The day I first saw you with Diego, I felt like I knew you somehow and now, looking at that picture I felt like… I have memories of those people.” When she ended the phrase she looked him in the eyes. She remembered. She was really her; his princess. He felt overwhelmed with emotions and without knowing what he was doing, he kissed her. It was a rough, passionate kiss, filled with all the emotions he felt when he lost her, the love he never stopped feeling, the regret for not being able to stop her from going away, the confusion he felt when he saw her at the coffee shop and the desire he felt since he laid his eyes on her on that airplane over 6 years ago. She returned the kiss with the same intensity, putting in it the sadness she felt all those years due to the feeling that something was missing in her life, the frustration of looking for it and never finding it, the joy of realizing he was the man in her dreams, the desire she felt when she first saw him and the fear of not knowing what all of that meant.

Full of desire they started stripping each other. Jake wanted to look at her, to touch her to make sure she was real. He knew her body by memory, and it was all there; every single freckle, all the scars she got on the island and all that he knew so well. Taylor needed to touch him too; it was like her life depended on it. Feeling his skin was like finally being where she belonged; finally being home. For the rest of the night none of them said another word, almost like kissing, touching and making love to each other was all the communication they needed in that moment.

It was almost dawn when Taylor fell asleep laying on his chest. With one arm around her back, Jake laid awake, looking at her beautiful blond hair, unable to stop smiling. It was the first time in six years he felt completely happy. He heard her mumbling something and tried to listen to it.

“Don’t… Vaanu… his heart … I belong”

He realized she was remembering the last thing he told her, that his heart; and not Vaanu’s; the place where she belonged. His phone suddenly beeped and he got it to read the text he received from Estela.

I found more about Taylor, I’m coming back.

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Chapter 2: The Arrival

Pairing: Liam x MC (Riley)

Word Count: 1603

Rating: PG-13

Description: Liam and Riley get reacquainted after her arrival in Cordonia.

Notes: Constructive criticism welcome. Thanks for reading.

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Disclaimer: All original TRR characters used belong to Pixelberry. This story is only for entertainment purposes.

After awakening from a long nap, Riley’s eyes fluttered open. She looked around the plane, remembering where she was, and stood up from her seat. She had been on the plane for almost 10 hours and she was itching to stretch her legs. Looking around the plane’s cabin, she noticed Maxwell was nowhere to be found.

“Maxwell?” she called out. Drake shifted in his seat, still napping. Suddenly, the door to the lavatory flew open and Maxwell strutted out, drying his hands on a paper towel.

“Rise and Shine, Little Blossom! Today is the first day of the rest of your life.”

Riley smirked at Maxwell as he took the seat in front of her.

“Little Blossom?”

“It’s my new nickname for you. Because you’re like a little flower, ready to ‘blossom.’”

Riley giggled and smacked Maxwell’s arm. Just then, the pilot announced the plane’s descent. Riley moved back over to the window and audibly gasped. The Cordonian countryside was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Luscious green countryside surrounded by crystal blue waters. The architecture was stunning, and she was in awe of how well some of the ancient buildings looked.

“Pretty amazing, huh?” Maxwell said, looking over her shoulder.

“Amazing doesn’t even begin to describe it. This place is incredible. You actually LIVE here?”

“We do, but this is just a small part of the country. Wait until you see the rest.” Maxwell jumped out of his seat and made his way to the front of the plane.

The plane came to a stop on the runway and Riley reached in the overhead compartment to retrieve her luggage.

“Little help?” she called out, but Maxwell was nowhere in sight. Drake appeared behind her, pulling the suitcase out from the compartment, and set it down next to her.

“Haven’t even been here five minutes and you already need my help. You are going to have a hell of a time here at court.”

Riley scowled as Drake walked down the aisle and deplaned. She grabbed her suitcase and followed.

Riley, Maxwell, and Drake made their way through the airport, passing by a few members of the Cordonian press. One of them noticed Maxwell and raised her camera to her face.

“Uh, why are those photographers taking our picture?” she asked

“Maxwell has a bit of a reputation here in Cordonia. House Beaumont is known for their lavish and out of control parties,” Drake answered

“Lavish? Yes. Out of control? Debatable. Everyone who has attended a Beaumont Bash has always left with a story to tell. Anyone who says otherwise is a liar,” Maxwell protested.

“Ooh, I can’t wait to attend one of your parties, Maxwell,” Riley chimed in.

***

Riley wandered the halls of the Royal Palace, taking in the intricate artwork. The heels of her black ankle booties clicked across the marble tile as she made her way down a long hallway. Before she realized it, she had gotten lost and wasn’t sure how to find her way back. She stood in the middle of the hall for a few minutes, hoping someone would find her and lead her back, but no one came.

Screw this, she thought. She turned towards the first door she saw and reached for the handle. She hesitated, unsure of what was behind the door. After a few deep breaths, she turned the knob and pushed the heavy door open.

She made her way through the room and determined that it was someone’s study. A traditional mahogany desk sat towards the back of the room near the window. A bookshelf lined one of the walls. Riley ran her fingers along the books, some of them covered in a thin layer of dust. “I guess no one really comes in here a lot,” she said to herself

“Technically it is closed off to guests, but I guess I can make an exception.”

Riley spun around and found herself face to face with Liam. “Holy shit, you scared me,” she gasped, clutching her chest.

He chuckled and took a step back. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to win your heart,” she beamed.

“Is that so? Seems you did a pretty good job of that back in New York. Seriously though, how are you here?”

“Funny story,” she said, fidgeting with her necklace, “Maxwell’s house is sponsoring me for your hand.”

His eyes widened and a smile spread across his face. “Well, it looks like the social season just got more interesting.”

“Yeaaahhh...about that. Can I tell you something and you won’t judge me?”

“Depends.”

Riley rolled her eyes, as he grinned. “I don’t know anything about being at court. I agreed to come here because I wanted the chance to see you again, but I am so lost.”

Liam rubbed his chin, “Well then, it seems you’re in quite the predicament. For what it’s worth, I think you can handle it, you just need a little training. Bertrand will show you the ropes.”

“Who’s Bertrand?” She asked.

Liam cocked his eyebrow at her. “Oh boy. You’re in for a treat. Bertrand is Maxwell’s older brother, and he’s NOTHING like Maxwell.”

Riley frowned. “I’m screwed, aren’t I?”

“No no no. In fact, if I had to pick one person here at court to work with you, it would definitely be him.”

Riley exhaled deeply. “Well, that’s good. I should probably go find him so I can get started on my training for the Masquerade Ball tonight.”

She started to move towards the door when Liam caught her wrist and pulled her back towards him. “Wait, I have a few minutes before my next meeting. I was going to spend it here by myself, but since you’re here, you can spend it with me.”

Riley blushed, “Sure. I have a feeling we’re not going to get to spend that much time together, alone.”

He led her over to the desk and reached for a bottle of scotch. “Drink?”

“How could I say no?”

He poured two glasses and handed one to her. As she sipped the amber liquid, their eyes met.

“Riley?”

“Yeah”

“Can I just say? I’m really glad you came. After our night in New York together, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I don’t know what’s going to happen over the next few months, but I’m excited to see how you adapt to life at court.”

“Liam... I’m glad too. After I dropped you off at your hotel, I kept trying to think of ways to see you again. I knew you’d be coming back to Cordonia, but part of me was hoping you’d change your mind at the last second and stick around for a while.

A smile spread across his lips. “Trust me, I thought of that too. I lied awake that night trying to figure out how I could abdicate without causing the kingdom to completely unravel.”

Riley giggled behind the rim of her glass. “Well, Your Highness, I guess we’ll have to find a way to be together in spite of all that.”

Her blue eyes glistened as he moved from behind the desk to her, capturing her cheek in his hand. He took her glass and set it on the desk, pulling her body close to his with one arm.

“Lady Riley, I have a feeling you’re going to get me in all kinds of trouble.”

She cocked an eyebrow and a sly grin crept upon her face. “That’s half the fun.”

He leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. His hands wrapped around the back of her neck, tangling his fingers in her hair. She gripped the lapels of his jacket with both hands and pulled him close to her. After several moments, they both pulled away, breathless.

“After our kiss at the Statue of Liberty, I was hoping I’d be able to taste your lips again,” he said, touching his fingertips to her lips. “I dreamt about these lips”

“Is that so? Well, let me give you a little something to remember them by.” She grabbed his face and pulled him in for another kiss. Their tongues dancing with one another as their kisses grew deeper, more fervent.

A low groan escaped Liam’s throat and he smiled against her lips before pulling away. “As much as I would love to continue this, I really do have to get to my meeting. And you have to find Bertrand and get ready for the Masquerade Ball. But, I do hope to get a little free time with you later this evening if you’re available.”

“I’m sure I can make time,” she smirked.

He grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing her knuckles. She laced her hand in his as they made their way across the room to the door.

“After you,” he said, holding it open for her.

She stepped out into the hallway, looking around confused. “Soooo...where do I go?”

He chuckled and placed his hand on her lower back, guiding her down the hallway. They reached the end of the hall and ran into Maxwell.

“Riley! Liam! Where have you been?” he said, eyeing them suspiciously.

“I got lost and Liam was just helping me find my way back,” she responded.

“Uh-huh. Well, now that you’re here, let me show you to your quarters. Liam, see you later tonight.”

Maxwell grabbed Riley’s arm and began dragging her down the hallway to her room. She turned back to look at Liam and he gave her a wink before turning around and heading in the opposite direction.

[mysmewiththatstraightshit]

Uhhhh can I get the RFA with an MC who wants to be a detective? They’re really passionate about unsolved cases and could probably tell you H.H. Holmes life story without a second thought. (Only if you want to! I just like your posts a lot and wanted to request something! ^^)

Of course anon !!! We’re happy to take on pretty much any sorta request really. Haven’t gotten one that we couldn’t do at all !

This one is so cute honestly ^^ I’ve been excited to get to this one ! So let’s get to it !

Zen

Zen would probably like, immediately brighten up laughing and remembering about the time he played a detective character in a play once. “It was fun to act,” he’d say, “But you’re into the actual thing? That’s really interesting...it must be hard though! ;;;”

He’d honestly be so into listening to all the stuff MC knows about mysteries-he’d be so amazed by conspiracies, theories, and also just listening to how cases were solved as well. He’s just really amazed by all this really out-of-this-world stuff that the MC knows

Zen wouldn’t be able to help much himself, though he does try occasionally, but he tries based off what he learned from that one play, so he isn’t always helpful. But MC reassures him that his endless support is enough for them and their dream.

And Zen reassures them that he will always be there to support them in the ways he can.

Yoosung

Yoosung would be all starry eyed about it honestly. “Whoooaaaaaa, you’re really like all those shows and books about detectives??? thats amazing... theyre so aloof and mysterious and they always come up with things no one else ever thinks about!!! thats so cool, MC!!!”

Even if the MC awkwardly/shyly/humbly told Yoosung that they’re not as cool as the movies and shows make detectives out to be, Yoosung would still be amazed-you’re your own kind of detective, and it’s still so cool!!!

He’d also love to listen to the MC talk about anything on their mind-he’d ask all sorts of questions and probably act like a kid being told a fairytale, “ooh”ing and “ahhh”ing.

He’d like to be more involved in that sorta stuff since the MC is honestly and would love to help them with thinking through things as well as doing bits of research about cases. He’d also probably offer watching movies or shows as “research” as well, which he understands if the MC doesn’t want to watch. He probably watches them on his own time in that case anyways.

Overall he’s just really cute about it. Even if he doesn’t always quite entirely get it, his hearts in the right place.

Jaehee

Jaehee would have this sorta quiet amazement about it. “A detective...? Like Sherlocking...? That’s extraordinary, MC.”

Despite the fact she’d act reserved about it at first, she would be secretly really amazed in all the stuff the MC has to tell her. She would worry about the MC overworking themself or getting in trouble, but once the MC reassures Jaehee that they’re fine, she’s at peace listening to their stories and cases.

Jaehee would probably start reading more mystery stuff in her free time, finding it really interesting and wanting to support MC a little more, especially since Jaehee can’t do much else being busy all the time. MC showing appreciation for even that small thing would brighten Jaehee up so much cause Jaehee would think, at least she can do something.

Jumin

Jumin would probably act more interested than Jaehee would first time around it’s mentioned. “A detective? You mean like Sherlocking? That’s fascinating, MC. You must have many experiences and stories to tell, as well as a stunning intellect. Or perhaps simply a different mind from others.”

He wouldn’t bring it up himself, but if the MC brings it up, he’s definitely hooked in and loves to hear what the MC has to say. He likes to analyze things with them and also hear how they think things through. It’s not only interesting to him, but he likes to help if he can when it comes to solving cases or being more efficient.

There’s no doubt though the MC and Jumin might run into some disagreements depending. Jumin would focus on efficiency while perhaps the MC might focus on getting to the bottom of things whatever it takes, and finding the truth. But Jumin would be someone who’s calm and who would listen, so it’d never really turn sour.

He’d support the MC through and through, and probably would even offer money, bodyguards, or specialists to help them if they pick up any cases. Even if MC rejects it because of the amount of money, Jumin would at least offer them contact information for them to look into themself. He’d like to see them succeed in what they love.

Seven

Seven would be absolutely ecstatic to hear the MC is into something like that. “Whoa~~ MC is like a defender of justice as well...just in a different way!!! 707 and MC joining forces, uncovering mysteries and protecting the world one case at a time!!!”

Seven would probably know at least a little bit of stuff like that as well, so he’d be happy to talk with MC about it. He’d be amazed to hear more information from them about things he hasn’t looked into, and he’d be happy to just discuss things the two know about.

In general it’d probably be fun to talk out cases with Seven. He’d not only find ways to make it silly or fun, but he’d also probably have legitimate advice for the MC as well. Honestly, when not swamped with work, he offers to go look into cases with MC himself.

Probably in his sports car too. Detectives with style.

V

V would be so genuinely interested in the fact MC is into detective stuff. Pretty sure he talks about crime scenes inspiring him in a phone call or something? But yeah, he’d be like, “Oh, you like those sorts of things, MC? I find myself intrigued as well. I imagine being a detective yourself is different, but in its own thrilling way.”

He’d always be there to listen to the MC and what they know, even if he can’t add much. He always has more philosophical or introspective stuff to say instead of logically thinking through it all, but it provides a new perspective and MC thanks him for listening as well as talking with them. V would be deeply touched that MC would thank him as well.

He’d also of course dote on the MC if they went out to investigate cases. Constantly worrying over their safety, making sure they don’t push themself, and making sure they don’t get in over their head and into something dangerous. He’s definitely sorta an overprotective parent in that sense, but he tries not to be too suffocating. He wants them to pursue their dream, he just also wants them returning safe.

And indeed, I do think all the stories MC has would inspire V a lot for his art, which if the MC is deeply touched and flattered about, then V would feel immense happiness and satisfaction. He might not be able to help directly with cases, but he’s glad to make them happy.

Saeran

Saeran wouldn’t be entirely surprised likely, considering he’s seen how curious the MC is and how much they question things, but he’d find it interesting that it was actually from them being into detective work. “A detective, huh...? You’d probably do a pretty good job at it, MC.”

He’s quiet when the MC talks about things, but the MC would notice later on that he always listens to every word they say, as he always remembers things they’ve told him and sometimes, he’ll even have his own theories to add into whatever they’re talking about. If MC showed excitement over this, Saeran would be sorta flustered, but it’d make him happy, and he’d probably open up a little bit more with MC.

He’d be sorta subtly worried about the MC investigating cases alone, however. He’d always just sorta tell them to be safe, ask them if they’ve got all their gear, that he’s always got his phone on and we’ll be there for them in a second if something dangerous happens. He won’t stop the MC, he just likes to make sure they’re prepared.

Ray

He’d probably find it both really cool but also really cute. “A detective...? MC, that’s amazing...! I knew you were such a unique person from the start, but this just adds to it...”

He’d be ecstatic to hear MC talk about different past cases, stories, and anything related. He’d love to see the way the MC opens up with him as well as see them get excited or really really into what they’re talking about. He might get distracted sometimes being lovestruck, but otherwise, he’s always listening.

He provides input whenever he can sorta automatically. He’s used to always having to think things through and use his skills for stuff otherwise he’d face punishment, and so he probably is able to help MC with both having a different perspective as well as useful advice from when he worked in Mint Eye.

Overall, he’s just so happy to see MC passionate about something and will help them however he can to see them pursue it. He’ll want them to do it safely of course, but I think sometimes he’d be so awestruck the safety of it might not even cross his mind.

- Mod Grim

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Mystic Messenger : Saeran/Ray and his Borderline Personality Disorder

STOP SAYING BULLSHIT ABOUT SAERAN !

Major spoiler about Ray in V's route, careful !

Somes themes might trigger you, be careful too !

I will talk about a mental illness, everyone have DIFFERENT symptoms ! IT IS NOT A GLOBAL VIEW on BPD PEOPLE ! Some borderline won't relate to his !

It’s a VERY PERSONAL article, a lot of you won’t like it, don’t feel force to read it !!

I am quite upset about all the comments about Saeran/Unknown/Ray in Mystic Messenger, all these comments saying "he is so unhealthy, a relationship could have never worked with someone like him anyway", "he is so manipulative, he never really loved us, you shouldn't get attached to much to him because he is fake" etc. STOOOPPPPPPP !!!!

It will be a tad long so you might don't want to read it if you don't know Mystic Messenger ^^'

Why I said that the mental illness of Saeran is the BPD ? Because Saeran's VA confirmed in the talk interview than you can unlock after the doing the secrets endings, but also because he has almost all the symptoms of the BPD (please, first of all remember that every person who have BPD don't have the same symptoms. It's very different for everyone) :

Frantic efforts to avoid real or imagined abandon

A pattern of intense and unstable relationships with family, friends, and loved ones, oftenswinging from extreme closeness and love (idealization) to extremedislike or anger (devaluation)

Distorted and unstable self-image or sense of self

Impulsive and often dangerous behaviors, such as spending sprees, unsafe sex, substance abuse,reckless driving, and binge eating

 Recurring suicidal behaviors or threats or self-harming behavior, such as cutting

 Intense and highly changeable moods, with each episode lasting from a few hours to a few days

Chronic feelings of emptiness

Inappropriate, intense anger or problems controlling anger

Having stress-related paranoid thoughts

Having severe dissociative symptoms, such as feeling cut off from oneself, observing oneself fromoutside the body, or losing touch with reality

(source)

And finally... I have the borderline personality disorder. So I will try to make you understand the behaviour of Saeran by telling some of my personal stories.

Let's talk about Saeran now !

The fear of being abandoned (or also "gosh that guy is so toxic!")

Saeran was abandoned by his twin brother, he was left behind while he was suffering and beaten by his biological mother. Rika "took care of him" by actually brainwashing him and telling him that Saeyoung gave up on him and blablabla.

Because of his experience, he became afraid of being abandoned. More of being alone, it's really to be abandoned by someone he loves.

He is so, so afraid of being abandoned that he will makes all the efforts of the world to make us (MC) love him a bit. He is so scared that even when he knows that Rika manipulates him he said he didn't care to be used as long as it made her stay by his side (he said that in a chat of Day 10 | Another Story).

That's how he is desperate to not being abandoned. Some people are saying "he is just fucked up and unhealthy", but that is not it ! He constantly thinks that if he is abandoned, it is HIS FAULT ! He want to be forgiven and to make you stay, he will double his efforts, thinking that it's the way to say sorry, please don't leave me alone! You don't know how hard it is for us, borderline, to try to put things into perspective and realise that it's life that people have to leave some day... it's so hard and painful...

I'll talk a bit personally but now, even if my heart is craving to love someone because I have so much to give, I don't want to be in a relationship because I am scared of myself. I do not trust myself, I will live with paranoids thoughts. I know that if I get too much attached, I will freak out if the person I love cancel an appointment with me, postpone a promise, don't answer to me. Simple things that almost everyone are afraid of right ? But borderline people... it's much more that just being scared. If someone don't text us back soon, it they postpone a meeting, we will think that they HATE us, we did something wrong, they will ABANDON us, but we don't want to be abandoned ! Quick ! We need to make something that will make them happy, anything ! We are so scared to being abandoned that even an imagined abandonment make us having a irational behaviour, make us cry so hard...

That's why Saeran makes so much effort toward you, it's because he is scared you leave him like everyone, but he is so scared that he did something wrong and you actually HATE him. Some of you are pissed off that he needs to be reassure that you won't abandon him...Well that's a bit inhuman to be pissed off by a mental disorder (whatever disorder it is actually)............

Note : people aren't born being borderline...... Saeran developped it through being abandoned, so do I....

The dichotomous thinking (or also "he is crazy and fake")

Saeran can love instantly, you don't know how much love he has in him, he could love you so deeply, unconditionally and intensily, giving you everything you want, but Saeran can changes abruptly his behaviour : he can hates you in a unconditional way. We have that black and white vision.

Personally, it's very hard for me to control that, it's a fight of everyday, I have to measure my words, my actions, thinking carefully to act normaly. I can deeply love you, idealize you and suddently, if you make a mistake toward me, I can reject you totally and completely, I don't expressively show that side because I work on it (unless if we are really intimate and you're my lover, I will low down my guard and let you see my feelings).

For Saeran, his loving side is directed toward us, but hatred to Saeyoung. Of course the drug of Rika didn't fix things.....

Saeran is not fake, his brains runs very quickly, he assimiled things very very quickly and can pass to a second to love and hatred. Saeran is actually splitted : Ray (love) and Unknown (hatred).

Sensitiveness side (or also "he is a crybaby!")

I have also seen cold comments like "he is acting like a fucking baby" "how can he cry so much about little things", and you know what ? I just want to cry too by reading these comments. We, borderline people, are so fucking sensitive. Common people have something called the emotional skin, they have a barrier who can contains some feelings, that's why some people don't cry directly when they experiment, see, read something sad. People have a shield in them. That shield is thick or thin depending to people, but they do have a shield. Borderline people ? They do NOT HAVE THAT SHIELD AT ALL! Yes, Saeran was crying about a plant... Guess what ? When he TOLD his story I had too tears on my eyes. We can cry so easily. Love so easily. Hate so easily. We can cry to anything so so so easily. That's how we are.

My ex told me I was like a child (he was a jerk) but didn't understand a single thing about me, that I could cry easily and that is how I am ! And we should be respected !

The question of the manipulation (or also "he actually is manipulating us!!!!!!")

No, in any case he manipulated you. He did so much efforts to make you happy, he loved you so much because you were the one who opened to him easily, but he never manipulated you. Yes he lied to you. But his affection wasn't fake. Actually it's Rika who ordered to bring MC in Mint Eye.... You aren't being manipulated. And you know what ? He WAS being manipulated by Rika. Like I said, he kinda knew but didn't care as long as he wasn't alone.

I was so heartbroken to see on the net people who categorized borderline people as manipulators last time. But that is so untrue... (guess what, people who wrote that article didn't have the borderline personality disorder).

In all honestly, I was twice being manipulated and lied (my two previous relationships were with jerks....) but I was so in love and scared to being abandoned that I turned a blind eye and still gave them my entire soul and let them manipulated me !Until I decided to open my eyes again and realise that I will be happier alone than being with jerks...

Suicide (major spoil go away!)

At the end of Day 10 (V's route), Saeran decides to kill himself. He was abandoned by his brother, he felt he was abandoned by Rika too because she was going crazy about V, he was abandoned by you. He had no where else to go, so he decided to end his life. I cried for days after clearing V's route, I cried so much about Saeran, that character who had similiar common points with me.

The sad thing, borderline people (again, the symptoms aren't COMMON FOR EVERYONE!) has that tendancy to think about suicide randomly. It's actually my case, happy or sad, whenever I see these rails where I take my train, I think about suicide (DON'T WORRY ! I WILL NEVER DO IT ! AND DO NOT DO IT, YOU HAVE SO MUCH TO LIVE !), but you know it's just very random.

7/10 of borderline people think about suicide, and 1/10 actually does it.

Identity crisis (or also "wait, omfg, who he is ? Saeran? Unknown? Ray??!")

BPD can be linked with multiple personalities, it what happened to Saeran. It's the difference I have with him, Saeran splitted in two personalities, Ray and Unknown but I don't have multiple personalities like him.

For me, when I am very borderline, it’s more the dissociative symptom, I just have blank moments and wonder who I am and why I am doing this or this. I often happened to ask to my friends who knew about my mental illness to ask who are they and why we were friends. Why they love me ? Sometimes I don't understand how people can love me, I think that everything is fake, the love I receive is fake and it happened to Saeran too !

He wasn't sure if your affection for him was real sometimes... Sometimes I don't believe in love and run away from people, because I'm scared to be in that vicious circle again : I love someone, but they waren't actually very interested in me (interested just by the unconditional affection I gave to them) and lie to me before abandoning me.

CONCLUSION : Borderline Personality Disorder is a real mental illness.

A lot of you said it's unhealthy to date someone like Ray/a borderline but actually... it's people who made us mentally ill in a way.

And you know, if you love me, I will love you 100000000 more, it's just that I need to be reassured from time to time that I won't being abandoned, I will cry my soul some nights by thinking that I'm not good enough for you and I deserve to be abandoned. Most of the time, I love a lot of people but I refrain myself to be too close to them because I don't want to be abandoned first. Today I'm single, and I want to love and be loved but I don't want to fall for a jerk again who won't love me for who I really am, so I prefer to be alone rather to live again that feeling of chaos, of being abandoned. And do not make promise to me/borderline peeps, I know that people do a lot of promises they can't keep, because if you do that to a borderline, it will just trigger them more... (alias when MC promised to not abandon Ray....). BUT there is hope ! In the secrets endings, Saeran finds the help he needed. in that article "inspirational themes and lessons in Mysme" I wrote that those who have mental illness should accept the affection of their relatives, and the help they need. I do feel very sensitive, but I will always remember my friends who supported me after being broken by two jerks who manipulated me.

According to the secrets endings, Saeran finds his happiness. ;)

Reblog if you can, let’s bring some light and knowledge about Saeran’s illness and the borderline personality disorder !!

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How about Zig x MC and Drake x MC for the Shipping Break Down? Lol! I'm just curious how MC will tame these bad boys' wild hearts! 😆❤️🙌🏼💋

Heyoo darling @peepeetah since you and the lovelyHannah @losrchester requested my ship breakdown for Zig x MC, I’ll do them right here! Alsolink here for the Drake x MC . Hopeit’s okay that I use my MC’s.

·       How did they they meet? In thecoffee shop Dia and her friends often went to whenever they wanted to hang outbefore or after classes. Zig’s eyes had caught hers over the crowded shop and shehad sunk right into them. Claire was the reason for them actually meeting, ifit hadn’t been for her needlessly flirting with Zig Dia wouldn’t have marchedup there and pretended to be his girlfriend. The only thing they thanked Clairefor lmao.

·       Who developed romantic feelings first? Theyboth fell for each other rather quickly. Their relationship has always beenpassionate and fast, but Zig is usually more open with his feelings thanDia even if he couldn’t always express in words how much she means to him. When he realized he cared more about her more than some kind of casualfling; he mentioned it in the little things he did like remembering her favourite coffee order or picking her up for a late night out. It scared her for awhile when she realized that their feelings could be more than just a casual thing and eventually she admitted to herself that shecared deeply for him too.

·       Who is their biggest “shipper?” Zackis. While everyone else had been busy with having second thoughts about them,;(they thought they were a flame that would burn out too quickly), Zackhad always thought Zig was a good for her; like she’d met her match.

·       When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances? They had their first kiss in Zig’s favourite dive bar in Hartfeld. Theywere playing pool and Dia was showing off her superb skills when he helped her with anincredible tough shot. His hands had been soft when they touched her, warm and familiar. She knewbefore turning around that they weren’t going to be playing pool for muchlonger after that. Things had gotten really steamy pretty quickly, and theirfirst kiss had ended as their first hook-up together.

·       Who confessed their feelings first? Zig confessedhis feelings when he asked Dia to become his girlfriend at the end of thespring quarter dance. Before then, they had danced around the topic, neverreally admitting their feelings. Dia hadn’t expected to care so much for him,but she’d fallen so fast and so deep that she hadn’t hesitated when he askedher.

·       What was their first official date? Theirfirst official date was babysitting Gabriel’s son Rico together. Dia has neverbeen really good with kids; apart from the brothers she knew growing up (andthey seem to smell her fear). She asked him to help out and he joked about itbeing a date. She strictly told him it wasn’t but on the inside; she had been smilingbecause she’d considered it just that without thinking.  She was pleasantly surprised to find out hewas really great with kids; that’s when he began opening up about his sisters andhow much he had to pitch in in taking care of them. She admired how effortlesslyRico and him had bonded; until he gave Rico back to her and all she did waspanic when he tried to teach her how to change a diaper.

·       How do they feel about double dates/group dates? Dia prefers being alone over double dates/group dates. She’s stillgetting accustomed to the whole trusting people thing and group dates provideher with the opportunity to do si. Zig likes spending time with her and althoughhe also prefers to do so alone, he doesn’t mind group dates either. They feed offeach other’s energy and turn any night into something fun.

·       What do they do in their down time? Dia spends a lot of time sketching, mostly about tattoo ideas and whenthey’re alone, she secretly sketches Zig. Especially in those rare moments whenhe falls asleep first. Then she takes the time to really appreciate and studyevery detail of him. She hides her sketches though, she’s embarrassed by theidea of him finding them (little does she know, he’s actually seen them all andknows all her hiding spots). She’s also pretty fond of dancing and in theirdown time teaches Zig to be more comfortable with dancing. When Zig isn’t atpractice or working; he’s busy trying to find new hobbies. When they’re bothenjoying down time, they ride his motorcycle.

·       What was the first meeting of parentsas an official couple like?  Dia’s mom thoughtZig was the sweetest gentleman she’d ever met. Especially since she has neverbrought anyone home before; her mom took a liking to him nearly immediately. Zigcharmed her with stories of his sisters and mom, and didn’t hesitate inoffering help the minute he saw she needed any. It also helps that he got alongwith Dia’s brothers pretty well. Her father had some reservations about him onthe other hand, but grew to respect him once they found common interests that weresafe talk about. Zig’s mother and sisters adored her after the small period ofbeing very possessive about Zig. They quickly treated her like one of their own(especially after hearing so much about Dia from him). His mother evenembarrassed him by sharing old family photos and stories with of a younger Zig.Even though Dia had felt slightly out of place and uncomfortable by howfamiliar they were with her, she grew to love them back really quickly.

·       What was their first fight over and howdid they get past it? Their first fight had been oversomething silly. It was right after the more honeymoon stage of their relationship;a guy had said something to Dia after making a move on her and Zig had been pretty quick to shoot himdown. Dia argued that she hadn’t needed him to step in and then they spent thenext half an hour arguing about their relationship while driving back toHartfeld.

·       Which one is more easily made jealous? Theyboth are pretty possessive because of how fond they are of each other. More soin Dia’s case; people seem to gravitate towards Zig whether it’s giving him a simpleonce over or approaching him and the way people approach him makes her reallypossessive. It’s not his fault, he’s naturally charming and fun to get to know, but she’s mostly affectionate in public when she’sjealous..

·       What is their favourite thing to get to eat? They enjoy take out food, since they’re both usually too busy to reallyspend time cooking. Their favourites ranges from seafood to the best burgerjoint in Hartfeld.

·       Who’s the cuddly one? What their favourite cuddling position? Zig’s the cuddly one. It doesn’t take much for him to put an arm aroundher or hook his arm around her waist; or even brush a kiss by her temple orlips, and sometimes the affection leaves Dia flustered. She isn’t touchy-feelybut she has no problem expressing how much he means to her in private; then she’snearly as bad as he is. Their favourite cuddling position is probably afterthey’ve long been exhausted and Zig tucks one arm around her. It’s her favourite postion; makes her feel safe enoughfor her to snuggle close and rest her chin on his chest.

·       Are they hand holders? Holding hands is pretty natural to them. It helps them to keep their hands off each other and sneak off whenthey’re in public. Plus it’s the most PDA Dia allows unless he sneaks in aquick kiss every now and then to the point where it’senough to make her forget they’re in public).

·       How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time?What’s the circumstances? There’s no waiting. Themoment they’ve had the chance to during that night at Zig’s favour dive bar,they leapt at the opportunity; eager to resolve the tension that oozed betweenthem.

·       Who tops? Circumstantial since they both havepretty dominant personalities. It really just depends on their mood. When theyfight; they try to get the upper hand on each other and then sometimes it turnsinto playful wrestling. Other times, Dia loves being on the bottom just so shecan rake her fingers across his back.

·       What’s the worst first they’ve ever gotten into? When both of their temper flares up, there’s usually a lot of shoutingand no playful banter. The worst fight they have can lead into something more. The first time it ended in a short break up withdoors slamming and tears.

·       Who does the shopping and the cooking? They indulge in junk food every now and then but on the weekends theyinvest in learning to cook something together. Zig prefers to be in chargesince he’s had to do quite a bit of cooking before moving out. His sistersnever complained about his cooking and he likes having his hands busy. Diabegrudgingly shops for the stuff he’ll need and sometimes even helps out afterwatching him cook for awhile.

·       Which one is more organized and prone to tidiness? Dia is pretty self-conscious about having everything tidy and neat. Zigisn’t messy by any means but if Dia’s ever over his dorm and anything is carelesslydiscarded, it gives her anxiety.

·       Who proposes? Zig proposes, but after having Dia’sparents blessing. He knows she isn’t one for any show ofextravagance and does it simply on a night when they’re out alone on hismotorcycle. She pretty much bursts into tears as soon as he gets on hisknees.  Dia rarely ever cries. But she’snever been so happy at seeing someone on their knees before and knowing it’s becauseZig loves and cherishes her made her very emotional.

·       Do they have joined Bachelor/Bacheloette parties or separate? Joined. Dia likes to party and party hard and Zig doesn’t mind as longas he’s in the mood. Their joint party was spent knocking a lot of hard liquor, lots of dancing fromall of their practiced sessions being put to work and then sneaking off to bealone. Dia still doesn’t remember the whole of that night, Zig remembersholding her hair hours later as she threw up.

·       Who is the best man/maid of honour? Any other groomsmen or bridesmaids? Zack’s Dia’s man of honour because he’s been her best friend since her Hartfelddays.; through thick and thin. Chris’ is Zig’s best man, followed by Abbie,Tyler and James – and two or three other friends from their respective andseparate circles as apart of the bridal party.

·       Big Ceremony or Small? Diapreferred a small ceremony except Zig’s and her family are big on weddings. Theydon’t allow them to have one and more than once Dia threatened to elope withhim. Zig calmed her without fail, calling it ‘pre-wedding jitters’ and remindedher their honeymoon night would be more than worth it, a night she’d neverforget. He was of course right.

·       Do they have a honeymoon? If so, where?  They spend three weeks away from their friends and family, touring the top 5 places on theirbucket list. They flood social media with cute selfies and pictures of themposing near pyramids, museums and long trails across Greece, Italy and a couple of other places on their list.

·       Do they have children? How many? Notright away, Dia and Zig want to be pretty far in their careers before makingthat kind of commitment. Eventually, they’ll have a baby girl and a baby boy. 

Whew, I thought about this one for so long because they’re really dear to me. Thanks so much for asking! @peepeetah @losrchester 💕

Edit: And thanks to the anon whom also requested Zig x MC! 💕

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you always flip out about scandal in the spotlight whenever something new happens and I've been meaning to try the game but pls tell me about the characters? at least the season 1 characters. you know the route boys.

ARE YOU READY FOR ME TO NOT SHUT UP FOR 20 YEARS BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE GONNA GET M’FRIEND!

First we’re gonna start with my main man, the love of my life, Kyohei Rikudoh. This man right here is so important to me, he is my main husband. A character I like more than I like Zen. Surprised? Understandable. Kyohei is my main obsession in this game. He comes off at first as a ‘king of his own castle’ jackass, but once you get into his story you understand why he acts the way he acts. You see why his passion reaches as high as it does. But he doesn’t only care about his passion, he cares about yours. Although he wants to keep you to himself when he sees how much you care about your passion as well it opens his eyes. He’s a very supporting character to the MC with a side of being really fucking sexy. 10/10 my favorite character although he is not for the faint of heart as in the beginning of his route he messes with the MC in some questionable ways.

Now second we have Iori Enjo. This guy is cold hearted. A tease. I can’t really say much about him without spoiling a lot of his development. He cares very deeply about MC but he shows it by calling her things like “dummy”, but if you look closely, you can see his small caring gestures everywhere. He is definitely an evil prince from all angles and his story does have some pretty big cliches in it as well. I really like him as a character but his route is a hit or miss, depending on what you like in a character.

Thirdly let’s look at our little tsun Kota Igarashi. Now this boy is precious and adorable and actually a cat. He wears a sweatshirt all the time, owns a bunch of cat plushies, plays video games… A good package. He is a very fierce and often times jealous protector of his MC. He picks on her a lot when she daydreams and can also sometimes be a massive tease. Also in some of the smuttier sub stories he’s very bitey and I’m convinced he’s the kinkiest of the guys. I really like this cat boy, he seems to be the favorite of the group on tumblr from what I see and I can understand why given his personality and what he likes. I want to hug him and you should too.

Oh boy better do a hand check it’s time for Nagito Aoshima. He is a dog. A pupper. He’s also a massive perv. But this massive perv comes with one of those heart wrenching back stories that makes you just want to give him a giant hug. Sometimes he comes off as the mom friend, he’s a supporter like Kyohei is but he handles it in a less fiery/dramatic way. I find him adorable and quirky and he’s easily my second favorite member of Revance. He can be a bit childish sometimes which throws some people off of him, because his childish bubbliness mixed with him hunting for the booty is an interesting combo. He really cares for MC and in the second season in his route he punches Iori in the face, just thought you should know that because it was fabulous.

Time for the composing monster Takashi Ninagawa. This character is somewhat hard for me to describe. He and MC start to feel affection to each other through the use of caramel. When he’s composing music he goes from observing to becoming a yelling monster. He’s also very, very straightforward about his feelings towards MC. I could feel MC’s embarrassment when he would say some of the things he’d say. He’s a very lovable lil’ dork, I feel like he doesn’t get as much notice as he should, especially in later stories. I don’t think I explained him well at all, but I don’t really know how to put this boy into words.

The mystery jellyfish is Ryo Chibana. This route is very interesting because all the other guys live together and Ryo is somewhere else. He ran away from the band because he felt like he couldn’t help them anymore and ends up meeting with MC again through a cafe he worked at and she frequented. That is a little confusing but if you read the prologue it’ll make more sense. In this route, at the beginning, the rest of Revance is pretty cruel to MC and Ryo ends up being her comfort at the cafe even though he insists on keeping it secret from the rest of Revance. He just kinda… Floats… He’s a jellyfish. He’s a very, very, VERY kind character. Lovable, I want to cuddle him. Like I really want to cuddle this man. This route I do not recommend to go for first, I’d say it should probably be the last one to try. He also does not have a season 2 (still) and is ignored in most sub stories. If you fall for him… I’m sorry.

THERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS, I’M BAD AT REVIEWING BUT PLEASE PLAY THIS GAME IT’S MY FAVORITE VOLTAGE GAME AND IT DOESN’T GET TALKED ABOUT ENOUGH, THANK YOU.