#shes one of the thieves i spoil the most LMAO

[death---dealer]

Thanks to my slutty friends on Discord ( thank you all i love you ), I'm trying something new. i am not leaving the planet of the apes fandom i promise JUST EXPERIMENTING.

❗❗Below content has HEAVY SPOILERS FOR DEADPOOL AND WOLVERINE. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK IF THAT IS A GODDAMN PROBLEM I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE IF YOU SPOIL IT FOR YOURSELF. THANKS. ❗❗ If you guys like this, i can write more if not then we're leaving this as is lmao.

Channing Tatum!Gambit x Female!Reader.

The exponential way that he flicked cards between fingers was amusing, the lightened shade of purple captivating your senses that it was difficult to quite pick out where the Ace of Hearts was going to land despite it holding itself stagnantly with sheer force of motion.  There was a smile on your face as a card, not the one that had been playfully teasing its existence literally weaving its way through Remy’s right hand, finally slid in front of you on the hardened and not polished wooden bench used to play. Not exclusively, you stared at the Mutant in front of you with a smug smirk as you plucked the card that slid along the coarse surface with ease due to his power sauntering it to you. 

The table was also used to eat when you were together and feeling chummy, the slower days in the sad existence of cast-outs when the others were not there and you and Remy were forced to be lookouts together. Never fun, the accent was difficult to decipher and you would blow through an entire bottle of Jack Daniel’s just trying to decode the phrases he used. Mixing in and out of Cajun French never helped, but it always left you feeling oddly comforted when the brunette referred to you as ‘Bele’. The table used for explosives here and there when a card had found itself too close to your hand when you reached for the playing deck to draw.

Playfully, you knew that he’d never do anything to intentionally hurt you after being in the Void for over a year now, but there was never certainty in the existence beyond time and away from actual realities. Counter-intuitive, it was used to knives embellishing themselves and carving our bits and pieces of chipped splinters from your first encounter with the  Mutant known as Gambit when you were found in the woods after being casted from your own safety net of a Universe.

“You know, my mom told me never to play cards with a thieving backstabber.” There was a cut in your voice that drenched Remy’s ear with minor flirtations, sharper than even a knife or his favored card to use to slice and dice. Narrow green irises that appeared darker, almost red in the firelight that crackled nearby on your expression, casted shadows of disillusion playing against them as he placed himself a card down.

“M’ Momma…” His head tilted to the side, the quaff of hair moving adjacent with the muscles in his neck, exposed for once to cater to your feasted eyes, skin that was not often left for the taking. The cowl of his head piece, the mirroring face plates around his ears and sweeping against his forehead were forgotten in place of comfort in the dead of night. Remy was handsome, and he knew it. At least, he appeared at times when you two were alone. It begged the question of what his true ability was. Charisma? Maybe, if you could understand him more frequently.

Allure? Most definitely otherwise you wouldn’t be there playing cards with him to begin with and you’d have joined Elektra on night patrol as you so often did to get away and get fresh air.  “Well, if I knew tha’ woman…” The left dealing hand rose itself up as he made a nonsensical gesture with it, swirling through the air before falling back onto the deck of cards and with one strategically placed shuffle, his hardened but teasing expression was alit with lavender cased with more pinkish hues to tease the smile that had ridden against his cheeks, “She ha’ told me… Neva… To play them cars’… With Bonne a rienne.”

“You know I can’t understand you when you talk like that, it’s all a slurred blur. You sure you need to be drinking that?” It was evident that what he had said was meant as a insulting intrgue. Pointing towards the freshly cracked bottle of Whisky next to the stocky build of Remy with your nose, you smiled as he trailed and mimicked your stare with a chortle.

“Tha’ makes m’ sound more clear. Bele,” He leaned inwards, the deck of cards that always sought his favor falling straight onto the table, face down. “Y’should know tha’.”

“Hm,” It was your turn to lean in, the holster that held your knives shifting with your weight as you drifted upwards, “Still can’t understand a word, you Cajun Bastard.”

[bennidraws]

16+17, 28, 44, 64 for both of them <3 ✨

aaah thank you so much, bb!!! ❤️ this got way longer than anticipated IM SORRY IN ADVANCE

16. Which of the companions does your Tav trust most?  17. Which of the companions does your Tav distrust most?

The way I'm thinking about the bg3 story, both Rosio and Lucis were simultaneously completing parts of the quests, adventuring with only half of the companions, never running into each other (maybe at the end.. big avengers assemble moment.. except it's your ex that kinda ruined your life.. a classic), so from the pool of companions Rosio knows very well - Lae'zel, Shadowheart, Astarion, Jaheira and Halsin - he basically trusts Jaheira the most and almost instantly lol. She reminds him too much of his mother 🥲 Halsin is probably right there with her, he's the main voice of reason, Rosio trusts him to not let him and Astarion die during their gremlin shenanigans 😭 He kinda trusts Lae'zel and Shadowheart too, but only after their "fuck our goddesses" phase, he doesn't generally trust people too attached to their gods.

Funnily enough it took him the longest to trust Astarion 💀 Rosio was convinced he was the object of his manipulation basically till the "I love you" moment (and even more funnily enough, Rosio was willingly subjecting himself to that manipulation, being the self sabotaging, masochistic idiot that he is).

If Rosio knew Wyll, he wouldn't buy into his whole good boy hero shtick. He doesn't believe there are this kind-hearted people out there 😔 (But he's absolutely self projecting lol, the whole "how could you turn so kind when people wronged you so... and why I wasn't capable of it")

Lucis, on the other hand, fucking loves Karlach and Wyll. He trusts them with his life, considers them his best friends. Maybe he's a bit naive, but he actually finds their strong moral compasses admirable.

He trusts Gale too, but considering he's his lover, it's a tad more complicated 💀 It means the absolute world for Lucis that Gale would basically move mountains for him, but there's also.. Mystra 💀 That would be the source of his insecurities and a bit of trust issues (which, tbh, is pretty selfish, boy!!!! It's not like you're completely over your ex lmfaooo 😭)

(And if Lucis traveled with Astarion, it wouldn't even be a case of distrust, that would be a wholeass circus-level hatred... They're two peacocks, and in certain ways dangerously similar... Kill bill sirens blasting in the distance... And that's without the current-lover/ex-lover of Rosio dynamic 💀)

28. What is your Tav’s guilty pleasure?

Oh HMMM. The most typical one being food, I'd say. This man would run out of shape so fast if he wasn't leading an active life lmao. But if we're talking more Deep guilty pleasures, then it's being cared for, not having control, getting attention and feeling small (and yes, this is mostly about sex ahjkdajkds). He doesn't get to feel this way often nor does he even usually allow himself all this.. bc Issues and Trauma :)

For Lucis it's probably getting spoiled lol. He hates it about himself tho (being a spoiled kid, getting harshly criticized for it, wanting to be different, really cutting ties with the way he used to be).

But from more serious point of view, you can apply literal Guilty Pleasures to him. Lucis has such bad body autonomy and sex issues that he hasn't been able to have sex sober for like 20 years, he freaks out so bad and it got so mentally draining that it led to an addiction. Which leads to a constant guilt and pretty damaged confidence. (Turns out being a sweetheart of Athkatlan high society for like a decade really corrupts!!)

44. What song best represents your Tav?

WELL THANKS TO YOU AND YOUR BIG BRAIN MUSIC TASTE, ZEAL, Take This Lonely Heart will always be THE Rosio song. Can't believe Nothing but thieves created a song about my oc, so thankful to them, they really didn't have to 🙏

Now cue to Maneskin brainrot, you can apply so much of their songs to Lucis, bc. Medicated, horny, party animal lifestyle. But honorary mention to After Dark bc sad synthwave/retrowave would be so much his style (and it's what imbued thunder/lightning magic into a bardic instrument is for, right ??)

64. What Tarot Card best represents your Tav?

My only knowledge about tarot cards comes from jojo's bizarre adventure (😭) so literally anyone could correct me on this and my 5 minutes long research aaaa.

Tbh probably Death for Rosio (end of a cycle, change, beginning ??) and I think there would be something very poetic about The Lovers

Aaaa The Devil literally fits so well for Lucis' worse past (addiction???) but I think deep down he's The Fool (innocence, but mainly new beginnings, aww)

[wrathofrats]

Heyy! For the fanfic ask game: 6,15,29 and 37 ^^

Hi icon!

6: Vaguely spoil one of your fics without telling us which one it is

Is this supposed to be published or like a wip idk so I’ll do both

Uhhhh for a wip: [redacted] thinks of [redacted] as a replacement for [redacted] NOT WHO YOU THINK!!!

For a published fic: uhhh how the fuck do I spoil porn uhhhhh phantom ends up being a spoiled brat

15: What fic of yours would you most like to rewrite?

I just wanna go, I just wanna breath, break me

I think I could do it much better. It was a small series on my tumblr that I didn’t end up putting on ao3 until months later. I still love it a lot, and I think given some TLC she could be so good

29: Which fic would you most like to have fan art done for?

Any of my old ghouls stuff LMAO

My recent Keep Me Lit and Salivating would be uh … mm … very interesting to say the least!

37: Pick one of your fics and share three songs to go with it

Once again am going with this fic bc i fucking love it so much and maybe will one day flesh it out so it’s better but here’s some songs I think go nicely with it

[soleillunne]

OKAY OKAY SO!! do you have any book recs?? i want to get back into reading, it feels like i've mostly been focused on writing these days

i have a bunch but most are fantasy!

the folk of the air trilogy - holly black

enemies to friends-ish to enemies to lovers, mc is a badass and the li is so in love (hes also a menace but mc kinda covers that lmao)

this is a 3 book series with a new series that just dropped that happens after the events of these 3 books

the order is: the cruel prince, the wicked king, the queen of nothing, stolen heir (the new book) but there are also books you can read in between (that i havent read myself)

by far the best book series ive read, i would sell my soul to read it again for the first time

circe - madelline miller

this is a story about circe, a godess (i think) from greek myth. the writing was beautiful, but since its myth, if youre not interested i dont reccomend

(same goes w song of achilles by the same writer)

shadow and bone & six of crows - leigh bardugo

(this one has a two season series on netflix too if youre interested)

shadow and bone - 3 books;

mc is so op honestly, she discovers magical powers early in the book and finds out shes grisha (ppl that have magical powers), but not just any grisha, shes a legend grisha, one of a kind

i dont really remember who she ends up with as its been a while since i read the books but one li is an ass while the other gives golden retriever vibes and i didnt like either of them /lh

six of crows - 2 books;

now listen, i didnt actually read these two books but in the tv show the two series are shown at the same time and i like the characters in this one more

badass gang, thats it. (look more info pls dont trust me)

the kane chronicles - rick riordan

percy jackson is so famous people forget this absolute gem right here.

the idea is the same as percy jackson, except this time its about egyptian gods instead (also techically mc isnt a child of the gods)

it has 3 books, with extra crossover books w pjo (that are also really good once you have the basics)

the midnight library - matt haig

i'm actually not sure what category this falls into.

mc has an accident and ends up at a library at exactly midnight, where the weird librarian tells her that this library is her life (of sorts). basically each book in the library is how her life couldve been like based on some decisions she made

and she keeps going to these other versions of her life by reading the books until she realizes hey, she wants to live, and goes back to her original life

not my favorite, but still an okay one

dune - frank herbert

this is a classic, but it was really good

i dont remember the details, all i really remember was that i had sth for the mc

fr tho its really good, give it a go if long books dont intimidate you

as for books to get into reading again, hmmm

cries okay so dont get mad but the cruel prince got me out of a reading slump

momo - michael ende

this book is so well written istg

mc is a child, first of all. and i dont mean like a teen i mean shes 8 max, shes a literal child but its okay bc there isnt that much action in this one

the main idea of the book is about how precious time is, but its told through such an interesting way. there are time thieves that steal other people's time to live, making it look like theyre helping people save time on mundane things, and momo stops them (not in an insane way i promise)

the secret garden - frances hodgson burnett

this is a classic, but dont let that fool you this is a really well written book

this one has almost no action in it btw

mc is also a child here (shes maybe 12 at most), she moves into the mansion of her uncle after her family dies where she starts to behave like an actual child instead of some spoiled princess/lh

so one day while going on a stroll in the garden area (?) bc no one is there to take care of her now, she finds a secret garden and decides hey since no one seems to care for this garden, this is mine now

also there are other children that she befriends along the way that help her w the garden

def recommend

extra;

anne of green gables (this is so long honestly i ended up just watching the series bc the fact that its 8 books intimidated me at the time - ill get to it eventually)

miss peregrines home for peculiar children (also same as above - i loved the concept tho and ill read it eventually)

percy jackson - a classic

Jayden's Rescue & Old Scroll - vladimir tumanov (these are techincally chrildrens books but theyre also great books so)

[birlwrites]

hi hi 🤡🎶⛔❌👀 <333

🤡 What’s a line, scene, or exchange you’ve written that made you laugh?

aghsgkhsjdkf i make myself laugh all the time, but i'm going to supply a few specific things:

the first one is from chapter 16 set those ghosts alight, a couple of lines that always make me giggle:

Roping Snape in on Regulus's plan is going pretty well, all things considered. "Absolutely not," Snape says.

in general, snape in stga makes me laugh - every conversation he has with regulus is like he's actively preparing someone's epitaph

and i think most people follow me here for my hp fic but imo, the actual funniest stuff i've written is for all for the game - i have a booktuber andrew fic and a series of andrew and jean being roommates that very often make me cackle

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

i generally listen to music to match a specific vibe, rather than having playlists for particular wips - recently i haven't been listening to much music while i write because it does often distract me and i need to really focus to get lachrimae right afjslghjkf, but if i were you by nothing but thieves is a go-to whenever i need to write something that feels intense (and i do sometimes just flat-out loop one song for hours if it has the right vibes afjslghsjkdf, that's often the best balance for me between listening to music and not getting distracted by it)

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

oh plenty!! i have a lot of ideas that just kind of go away and become fuel for other ideas. one that actually got pretty far before i stopped working on it has a working title of 'murder husbands: the accidental longfic' - in which regulus and evan murder their fathers in cold blood (with some unknowing help from the order of the phoenix) to become wizengamot lords and cause problems for voldemort and the death eaters

i say it 'got pretty far' but i just mean that it's almost 17k of disjointed scenes lmao, i never figured out where it was going. it's the first fic i ever wrote with heather as a character though! also the first fic i ever wrote with katherine - she and regulus almost get into a duel at evan's father's funeral agshlgjdklf

❌ What’s a trope you will never write?

fan of the show/book/whatever somehow ends up in the universe of the show/book/whatever - i guess that's more of a premise than a trope but it just doesn't hold any appeal for me

ok an actual trope - when 2 siblings are romantically interested in the same person. i can't see myself ever writing that. i don't have like, an articulated *reason* for it - it just doesn't vibe with my brain, i think maybe because as far as romantic drama goes, i prefer when the drama is really centered on whatever's endgame - so love triangles tend to feel kind of aimless to me, and then when there's additional sibling drama wrapped up in it i just don't vibe with it

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

i'm talking about lachrimae a lot rn already but i think it qualifies ajfslhgjksdf - there's a mystery at the center of it, which makes it hard for me to ramble the way i want to without spoiling the surprise, but i will say i'm adding gifted kid burnout angst to it because idk i like to really twist the knife as i'm writing i guess??? regulus wasn't going through enough already???

seriously though i'm super excited for it - chronologically, it's a LOT messier than ttdl, and i'm having a lot of fun with the combinations of flashbacks and visions and memories. putting it together kind of feels like assembling a scrapbook - i have all the excerpts from hydromanipulation written out and ready to go!

<3 <3 <3

send me fic writer emoji asks!

[sunsrefuge]

Hi, answer me 2, 5, 7, 14 and 15 for Khozzak. (from the gw2 ask meme, though I guess if you want to do song asks you can do those as well :D)

OH… UR FEEDING ME SO WELL TY TY TY <3 im gonna be honest. Im doing both <3

Under a readmore since I'm doing both, this is gonna get kinda long! <3

2. What class would your character just absolutely blow at?

Ranger! Idk why exactly, i just like to think that Khozzak isn’t… he’s not bad with animals necessarily, he just really doesn’t know what you… do with them??? Fjklsdjf I mean, his Jackal is a construct; his Warclaw is a construct; his Griffon… well, Hornet just decided that she really liked him and now she follows him around. She’s allowed to do whatever her little heart desires. He doesn’t know how to deal with animals so she’s the most spoiled little Griffon in the world ♥

5. What would they look like as the side character in someone else's story?

Still a Lightbringer for the Order of Whispers! He specializes in foiling enemy mesmers, so he could be a recurring character for shenanigans VS evil mesmers! :D In AU’s he isn’t the Commander, he actually eventually leaves the Order of Whispers and makes his own Guild! It’s made under a serious premise but basically turns into “thieves and minor criminals accidentally find a family in each other.” ^^

7. Do they have any skills or abilities that their class wouldn't normally have/just go about their class differently in some kind of way?

He’s always had a knack for connecting to the Mists, due to a weird incident when he was a kid that he doesn’t remember himself! In that sense, he’s a Revenant before they’re properly introduced, but was originally trained as a Warrior. He thought of his Rev tricks as just “putting his own flair on it” lmao.

Specifically during and post-Icebrood: He gets a kind of freezing dodge! I mean, he gets iced, and he acts kind of like a spooky ghost ability-wise for Icebrood Saga. Basically, he can now dash through enemies and freeze/chill them on his way through! <3

14. Biggest misconception about them?

hm… Probably, since that Level 70 fear story - that he’s easily foiled by mesmers! While that was true back then, he doubled down and took to studying mesmers as well as he could to make sure that he never made such a mistake again. So, while the general public probably believes that mesmers are his main weakness, they’re not anymore! >:) Now he’s become their weakness! It’s my favorite bit because when I first played story with him, I… somehow picked every single story step where mesmers were out for your head. I have no idea how I managed that, but it gave him a vendetta Lmfao.

15. What is their favorite and least favorite part of being the commander (or whatever role they play in your canon)?

His favorite part would be that he gets to travel! He always meant to when he was younger, and just never had the time because he was taking care of himself and two sisters. His least favorite part… learning that enemy mesmers are the actual worst. :) thinks about that Level 70 fear story again, where you get tricked into murdering your own troops <3 "he had such a great time! it was so fun!" i said, you know. like a liar.

-- SONG ASKS -- These only go up to ten, so i did 2, 5, and 7!

2. a song lyric to describe their love life?

Love, let my love inside go free.

Free by Mother Mother

I like this one, because it’s right off of his playlist and specifically highlights how he has trouble expressing emotions a lot! His childhood was a rough one, where it was better to hide your emotions rather than show them in any form. Spending most of his teenage years and adult life in the Order of Whispers, where he was taught how to hide them further, definitely didn’t help him learn how to express himself at all! It’s all in there, it’s just… having trouble getting out somehow. :’) It’s okay though, he figures out that people really like home-baked bread and stuff, so he starts doing that and giving it out to his friends and all aksddfgkj (He makes Qlikk’s favorite cookies at least once a month ♥)

5. a song lyric to describe their physical appearance?

Look around. Leaves are brown, And the sky, Is a hazy shade of winter.

Hazy Shade of Winter - Epic Trailer Version by Hidden Citizens & JAXSON GAMBLE

Okay, the specific version is because that’s what’s on his playlist! ^^; But yeah, he’s icey now! <3 Also this is just a really good song for Icebrood Saga stuff !! It’s very dramatic and the second verse always hits me with Bjora Marches for some reason:

Seasons change, with the scenery. Weaving time in a tapestry, Won’t you stop and remember me?

7. a song lyric that would comfort them when they’re sad?

Fill my cup with endless ambition, And paint this town with my very own vision.

Machine by Imagine Dragons

Does smth that helps you get up and get moving again count as comfort?? He’d count it as comfort !! i dont have a lot to spill for this one i think - but! There are themes in the song that are very “I’m going to prove my own individual worth, whether you’re pay attention or not” kind of themes! Khozzak lives to spite his dad Lmao

[allovertheplace-writing]

rosie <3333

hi!! just wanted to drop by and say a couple of things! 1) how are you? i hope you’re doing well! 2) i love your haru pfp! she’s so cute and under-appreciated, and she fits your theme so well it’s crazy!

also i’m waiting for the day ann anon becomes annon,,,i’m not funny LMAOOO

take care rosie and good luck on all of your requests!!

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Eve, hi! ♡

I'm great right now! I feel motivated and very happy, from recent, and current, interactions and this really random request I got for fe3h! I shall throw the question back at you- how are you, Eve? Well I hope!

And thank youu! I'm trying to find a perfect background image to match my pfp, but I can't find anything that's just right so it looks a bit weird to me TT

Haru truly is and it's a shame since she's so amazing and adorable. I love all of her outfits too, a part of me really wants to try and find a couple of clothing pieces in an attempt to replicate them XD she has a very soft style that I enjoy <3

I GASPED WHEN I READ ANNON- you're so big brained, Eve, I swear

Puns are always funny, or at least amusing, in my book 😌

You take care as well, Eve! Good luck on your requests too!!

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[shaeshine]

💘 Special Delivery (Cichol) and/or Specialest Delivery (Khisunsara)

💘 - Shae and Cichol, aka SHAEHOL.

2/10 or maybe 8/10.

As much as I love the character of Cichol, I sit here and have a very hard time seeing what these two would get out of a relationship with each other. It would either be great or terrible.

One thing I have observed in Cichol is the slow burn desire to really, really get to know someone. He wants someone to put effort in, as much as he does. I think in this regard, he and Shae would match well. Shae spent a long time and many, many nights getting to know Aydri before they ever slept together. He loves to spoil and tries to be creative with things. Which I envision Cichol liking.

However, Shae is an agent of chaos most assuredly and Cichol has either loved that or hated that in the past, in regards to Shae. So this would cause a lot of conflict, which isn't surprising as it would with most people. Cichol has his own chaotic tendencies, though I think they are different from Shae's in scope and design.

They'd probably have some real intense sex, once they figured out what they liked together. Spicy.

In the end, it'd be either a disaster of a wreck or it would do pretty damn well. 💘 - Khisunsara and Shaedoril, aka SHAEKHIS OR KHISHAE - Neither would be willing to not use the first half of their name and so they would just mash it together... In a very bad mouth feel.

2/10, this ship would end in lives being ruined forever. Mostly because Shae would probably try to be flirty and coy about something sexual and Khis would twist his legs into a pretzel and leave him forever crippled.

Where is would see a brightness though, is the moments that Shae might catch what Khis once was. There is a sorrow and a beauty in that and as much as he would want the person she is now to be happy, once he saw that other side, he would never stop looking for a way to help her, even if there is no way he could be successful.

If the time was put in to know each other, I think the two would be thick as thieves and more often than not, end up pranking on people to riotous effect.

Shae realized the first time she picked him up that he had found something he had not known he was into. Big strong momma to put him in his place. That too though, would only go so far.

In the end, someone's getting hurt and it's probably Shae. Lmao.

[thelovelyghostwriter]

Why I started to like Neon Nostrade more (and why she’s more than just a spoilt girl)

Not gonna deny it, I disliked her when I first watched the 2011 anime. It pissed me off that she was gonna sneak out and that's how Chrollo managed to steal her Lovely Ghostwriter ability - which helped him save the Phantom Troupe. By right, Kurapika was supposed to wipe half of them. BUT, let's take a closer look at her character:

1) Most people just say she's spoiled. True! Yet, if you think about it, why is the Nostrade family so affluent in the first place? It's because of her talent. She is her father's cash cow, he's the reason why he had climb through the ranks and possibly gained income. Is it wrong for the girl to shop and spend on clothes that is because of her contribution? A large part of it is her contribution. In fact, her father is the one that is using her, commercializing her talent. Usually, it's the father that churns the cash and the daughter spends it - however, we see it as the other way round.

2) Neon's upbringing is rather wayward. We don't see her mother, and her father's likely more concerned about her ability than his own daughter. Their relationship seems transactional - "you do this, I give you expensive gifts". Because of this, it seems that Neon bathes in materialism (clothes, expensive dead body parts etc.) as a way to fill the void. She actually reminds me of Daisy Buchanan from The Great Gatsby - another woman who is so despondent that she ends up prioritising materialism more (she also gets a lot of hate, but I find her really interesting!)

3) Emotional detachment from the dead. We don't really know why she has a disgusting/weird hobby of keeping dead body parts - an indirect contribution to the Kurta clan's demise. But we can infer what she thinks of people in general, and how she sees the dead. On top of materialism, it seems that Neon is emotionally detached from people in general - probably because of the lack of affections from her father. Her father's sincerity doesn't entirely appear genuine. She was more worried about the auction items when Kurapika informs her that some of her bodyguards died, and we see the rest surprised by her reaction. She actually even tells Chrollo that she does not believe in the afterlife and that her fortune-tellings are for the living. To me, this is a complete juxtaposition to Chrollo's crying when he realised that Uvogin was dead, and Kurapika's emptiness and thirst for revenge because his clan was massacred. Yet, I do think she is capable of sympathy - given her shocked reaction when she saw Eliza breaking down. It was the reason why she wanted to go home early. It seems that she lived in a bubble (maybe girlie just needs a wake-up call?), up until that moment when she saw her attendant being devastated over her lover's death.  It's actually called "Dismissive Attachment Style", which is largely influenced by how your caretaker/parent has treated you.

4) The way she behaves with her attendants/bodyguards/father vs the way she behaved around Chrollo is a stark difference. I'd argue that the whole throwing tantrums and escaping shenanigans is a manifestation of wanting attention from her father. Being surrounded by bodyguards, not being able to have the freedom and being on constant surveillance - it's exhausting. She is more genuine and laidback when she had a conversation with Chrollo. It's also surprising how she trusted a random stranger as a desperate attempt to do whatever she liked (and yes it's selfish on her side), I'd argue that it's due to living in a bubble. Unfortunately, this interaction with Chrollo is not genuine on Chrollo's side - it's mainly to steal her ability, which helped Chrollo change the fate of the Phantom Troupe members. Again, we can see that her interactions with people are mostly not genuine - most of her employees only put up with her because of their jobs, her father is more concerned with her ability, her "fans" adore her because of her fortune-telling ability etc. Even Kurapika seek employment from her because of her hobby, so that he can fulfil his mission to collect the Scarlet Eyes; and protecting her to appear more trustworthy to Light Nostrade (we eventually see Kurapika as leading the Nostrade mafia family in the current arc). It's pretty much no wonder why she's emotionally detached.

5) Emotional detachment + spoilt + materialistic + weird-ass flesh collector hobby - not really your role model or someone you could relate to. In fact, morality in Hunter x Hunter characters pretty much don't really exist or it's not clear cut? We got homicidal thieves, a kid that smashes a cat-ant's skull, a freakin' hypersexualised borderline pedo(?) clown, a family of assassins and of course my all-time favourite: the sexy chain-wielding avenger who willingly compromises his moral values to achieve his goal. But, that's kinda why I started to like her? She's so twisted in her own way (like other characters) and justifiably because of her poor upbringing - yet it appals me that many fans dislike her flaws as if she's the worst when the other characters are 10 times worse, but the same fans probably like another morally deprived character. I don't really know the reason, maybe because she's a non-fighting female character or too little screen-time? Lmao.

In fact, her actions are a foil to Kurapika's plans (that was actually the reason why I disliked her initially). Kurapika could have found Chrollo first instead of Zeno and Silva, but her father called Kurapika and he's forced to prioritise her safety. Getting her ability stolen by Chrollo changed the fate of the spiders when Kurapika was supposed to wipe out half of them (but hey, we get the spiders and they're cool). It's kinda weird how she didn't do much, yet the chain of events (pun-intended) altered for Kurapika and the Spiders.

Of course, I'm not saying you cannot dislike her. That's up to you. I guess I just wanted to share why I started to like her and also to share certain characteristics of her that people may have missed out. I'm pretty much sick of people saying that she's just a spoilt brat, she doesn't have character depth... when out of all the female characters, she's one of the few where I can actually dig deeper into her character (maybe I haven't paid attention to the rest, but even my favourite girl, Machi... can't really say I have any analysis on her). All the elements of Neon's character are there, it's just not spelt out for us.

I would like to thank @aspoonofsugar and @anotherworldash in their analysis that helped me think about her character more and really appreciate Neon. 

[hancfubuki]

character analysis;

SAKURA FUTABA

alright, lads. those who know me or followed me on my previous blog know that i LOVE to do this. i need to clarify that i study psychology, so these analysis is coming from a professional point of view ( which i do mostly to reinforce my essays because like, teachers love to make us analyse movies and characters lol ) and solidify my characters as my passion is giving a feeling to them of ACTUAL human beings. 

now, i have seen many headcanons of futaba being autistic but, yet again, from a psychological perspective i don’t see it, and i’m gonna explain why. ( however if you headcanon her as autistic is completely valid. this is a personal analysis and perspective ).

if you have a character analysis request let me know and i’ll be more than glad to do it!!

DISCLAIMER: THIS IS GONNA BE A LONG POST. I’LL TRY TO MAKE IT AS SHORT AS POSSIBLE BUT I KNOW BEFOREHAND IT IS FOR SURE GONNA BE LONG. 

breaking down the character i can see clear signals of depression, anxiety disorder, agoraphobia, hikikomori syndrome and selective mutism; this last one is commonly mistaken with the autistic spectrum because the common knowledge is associating the non-verbal behavior with the autistic spectrum or cases of schizophrenia, but in fact, this condition is not only applicable to those disorders. in real life, some people have been diagnosed with autism when in fact they suffer selective mutism, so it’s better to actually understand the root of the disorder before jumping to conclusions and giving an actual diagnosis. 

let’s start with a short definition of each condition:

MAJOR DEPRESSIVE DISORDER: this condition affects negatively on the way a patient feels, thinks or acts. it causes severe feelings of sadness and in the majority of the cases loss of interest in activities that were formerly enjoyed. this also has an effect on the patient’s behavior and can also lead to physical problems. 

( SOCIAL ) ANXIETY DISORDER: a pretty common condition ( there are studies that say that nearly 30% of the adult population suffer from this disorder ). this is actually a normal reaction of the brain when it senses excessive fear or stress, it alerts our brain of possible danger and sometimes it can escalate and turn into panic attacks. 

AGORAPHOBIA: derives from the anxiety disorder. it is the fear of open, big spaces that can handle large crowds. usually the patient’s affected with this phobia feel fear mostly because they anticipate situations like using public transportation, standing in line, etc. it causes an immense fear that leads to panic attacks because they feel trapped, helpless or embarrassed. in some cases, this phobia starts because of previous panic attacks, so the patient will try to avoid those places and if something triggers that feeling, the phobia is going to act up.

HIKIKOMORI SYNDROME: this is a japanese culture-bound syndrome. it affects mostly young people in japan. they live isolated from the world, most of them locked down on their parent’s house ( some of the cases might communicate ONLY with their relatives. in the most severe cases they won’t speak to anyone at all ). this lock down can last days, months or years and it is heavily influenced by the internet and technology, as the it is their only escape. 

SELECTIVE MUTISM: also derives from anxiety disorder. the patient is unable to speak in CERTAIN social situations. it usually starts on childhood but it also affects adults. contrary to its name the person does not refuse to speak, they don’t have a choice as they are truly UNABLE to speak. certain people triggers panic on them and this causes the talking to be impossible, as it is an anxiety disorder, the person will anticipate situation as well that cause distress. however, despite of this trigger the people that suffer from this condition is able to speak freely to close family circles and friends as they don’t really trigger a freeze response on them. mostly this fear comes from the expectation the other person might have on them, and this provokes the anxiety causing a great difficulty responding or initiating verbal communication.

moving to her personality and background, from the very first moment we notice the anxiety coming from her, she is only able to communicate behind a screen and with an alias as she does not really completely trusts the phantom thieves. why do i think she has selective mutism instead of being under the autistic spectrum? easy, when you start the game you can notice sojiro constantly getting calls ( and we realize later on they were from futaba ). meaning that she is able to bond properly with him, sojiro even explains later on the game that she didn’t eat nor talk for a long time and little by little he was regaining her trust to let her know that she wasn’t alone. still, you can notice sojiro’s guilt as he is not able to take her out of the house and he is happy that at least she is eating but still you can see the traces of the depression and anxiety on her personality.

futaba explains her desire to die, a common thought that derives from depression as the people that suffer this condition usually see life as meaningless. she doesn’t want to be seen either, so she covers her face and any trace that could easily identify her because yet again, she needs trust to speak normally to another person, besides she has this constant fear of being judged which shows her anxiety. 

also a very important point is that people with this affections ( anxiety and selective mutism ) is that they might come off as RUDE or BLUNT ( something we notice on futaba ), because they are well, socially inept. however, as soon as she starts spending more time with the thieves she starts acting more relaxed and it’s when she starts showing her cheerful, childish side. i truly believe that these conditions started from her childhood, because as it is stated on her story line, she grew up being a lonely child. kids would just ignore her because she was considered a genius, her mother was never home and she started believing that her mother cared more about her research than being with her, this plus the lack of friendships and her mother’s dead only developed a severe anxiety disorder that later on was going to evolve in the conditions i explained previously. 

the thieves indeed help her to slowly start her process of overcoming her fears, and it shows that initially she didn’t really got along well with all of them, especially makoto because makoto has a more mature vibe than the others and this would only intimidate her and made it hard to actually catch her attention because most of the subjects makoto would bring were considered boring for futaba. remember that social anxiety causes that, you are not going to bond with everyone and only trust can lead to a relationship of reciprocate interest. 

overall, we can see how throughout the game she starts doing better. she creates a list with joker that allows her to conquer her own fears and well, after all everything is a process that takes years. she still relies a lot on the internet, but now she has real interaction and friends, but still when joker is about to leave she thinks about the possibility of them no talking to her anymore because akira is actually the glue in the group. of course thankfully it didn’t go that way, and they remained closed even after their leader left ( it’s canon on P5D don’t touch me ). akira is such an important figure for her as well, he has a lot to do with her improvement and i sense ADMIRATION coming from her, because akira is everything she would never dare to be. however the best chemistry she has among her friends are ryuji and yusuke, as they are easygoing, eccentric people and it’s easier to pick up trust on their personalities, as well as morgana as she shows a deep love for cats. ann, makoto and haru are the completely opposite of what futaba is yet the friendship still work because they take up on the big sis role for her. makoto is extremely mature so she actually helps her to find her boundaries, ann might have caused an issue on her self-esteem at some point but she also is someone she admires because futaba realized that she is not only looks, instead, she is an actual warrior who deals with a lot of things, and haru is the fluff ball that actually spoils her. all the different personalities among the group helps futaba towards her rehabilitation ( i’m sorry, i had to LMAO ). 

an important aspect is sojiro, HE DOESN’T PRESSURE HER INTO ANYTHING, he knows and understand what she is going through and he let her be because he is aware that HE CANNOT CHANGE HER. change and getting better is a personal decision, and of course a person needs support but you can’t actually do it for them. honestly, sojiro is a GREAT paternal figure and he deserves all the love he gets because he is so caring and understanding that he contributes to her growing. also the balance in the group of friends is really important for a person who suffers from severe anxiety disorders because it allows them to interact and explore things that are out of their comfort zone, and this is the case with the thieves. they are so different yet so similar that it is easy for her to understand how despite having a similar background it affects everyone differently, leading her to open up her mind a little and allowing her to understand that the change lies within her.

in summary, we can notice a big change on futaba, she is more comfortable outside and with people and she eventually will be over her traumas. remember that she is still growing up and she has a lot to go through, there will be good and bad times, probably future traumas that might affect her anxiety but that’s what i love about her character, it’s not about “getting cured of the conditions” is learning to live with them because they are apart of you. and this is what the character development on my futaba portrayal will go, it will be her accepting her anxiety and realizing that anxiety doesn’t control her but instead finding balance. 

[decaffeinatedcatastrope]

@silverryu25​ long stufffff ~ thank goodness readmores work now!

Regarding Calibri punching people that deserve it:  Yeahhh thank goodness she has really good control of her intents.  It’s her philosophy that “you can’t learn a lesson if you’re dead”.  Most of the rumors of her killing random citizens are just that; rumors.  Now, maiming random citizens...

Regarding Cali growing up without her village full of skeletons:  Honestly, Calibri wasn’t all that effected by losing her village and family at such a young age.  Yeah, she was kinda sad when her bearer fell down, but she knew it was going to happen.  Not everyone died, some of them were like “wait isn’t she right most of the time?  shit we should probably leave.”  So she has some cousins around somewhere.

She was...kind of a weird, scary child, even before her village went up in flames xD Having the abilities for Judgment and Premontion aren’t...it’s not a good combination.  She’d often go around and knock on random people’s doors and just tell them straight up weird shit.  “OH, HELLO DEAR~” “hi.  stop cheating on Baskerville.”  “WH-WHAT.”  “and don’t eat your second bowl of soup tomorrow if you do not wish to die.  bye.”  “WHAT JUST.  WHAT.”

Its part of the reason why no one wanted to believe her when she predicted that the village was going to be attacked.  She was weird.

Regarding Vivaldi’s half-adoption of her:  Vivaldi was not prepared to be a dad, lmao.  Especially not to Cali xD He was still kinda mourning his brother and then Asgore’s mother basically dumped this smol orphaned skelechild into his giant treetrunk arms and said she’s to be the next judge, prepare her for it.  

And he’s just like wtf.  I didn’t sign up for this.  He was so worried she was going to destroy his books or break his baubles or something.  But she showed great respect for all the shiny things he collected and the memories they held for him.  He was really quite proud of her, even after her first Judgment, when she broke down pretty hard but managed to stay strong.  He never failed to let her know just how proud he was at her restraint.  

He definitely helped her stop being so weird and antisocial with non-skeleton monsters, and taught her blue magic and how to find enjoyment in the small things in life.  He told her to never hide herself, and that it’s not weak to ask for help.  Please child, never hide yourself if you are hurting.  

He also was very adamant that you do not punch they royal family.  Child stop.

Regarding her fears that she’ll lose herself to the LV and end up like Tempus did: 

I never said Storm the Sorrow took place in the UT universe.  :3c  Just that it’s set a long time before UT ever takes place.  

There will be a breaking point.

As for her LV, she refuses to let any of the guard take on EXP for any reason.  She wants them to go home to their families with light souls and bright smiles.  She takes that burden upon herself, if there is need for such force.  And as much as everyone would like to live in peace, there are still scuffles and skirmishes between the town and some human towns.  There are always thieves and bandits.   There are always reports of monsters going missing and their employers are to blame. It’s an era of uncertainty and strife. 

Think like, Skyrim levels of bullshit that she has to deal with.

Regarding meeting Toriel:

xD Yes, Calibri was very curious about the weird fuzzy monsters when her bearer brought her to the palace in a panic over the village.  She’d never seen any other non-skeleton monsters before.  Or humans.  She was very sheltered.  

The easiest way to Calibri’s heart:  standing up to her.  xD Tori was not having it when this strange little monster Vivaldi set down in the grass made a beeline to her from across the courtyard and immediately started touching her face.  Cali was like whoa she threatened me.  i like her.  Also Toriel is really soft and fuzzy so like.  Cali couldn’t stop touching her face.  It was kind of awkward.  (She basically did the same thing to Asgore when they first met but he just giggled)

And thank you for the compliment!  I’ve never drawn the goat family before so I needed to practice xD I’m honestly very happy with her!

Regarding punching Asgore:

They’d met before this point, she didn’t outright punch him when the first met.  But she’d kind of attached herself to Toriel’s hip at this point and little bab Asgore was a little jealous because he thought Cali was going to steal his betrothed.  And that she was a boy.  

He learned real quick not to assume.  Also, bones hurt.  Especially when they’re socking you in the nose.

Calibri felt kind of bad for making him cry, especially when he tried so hard to make up for it.  Like, he talked to Tori and then demanded his mother buy Calibri some properly fitted Ladies attire because if she was reacting like that he could only conclude that he wasn’t the only one to make that mistake.  Vivaldi could never make that mistake, so he just dressed her traditionally, and he just kind of forgot that other monsters don’t automatically know and it’s really hard to tell with baby bones.  A lot of skeletons don’t care, but like, Cali was absolutely appalled because her whole life everyone knew and suddenly everyone around her was very stupid xD

So basically Cali was horribly spoiled after that and she loved it.  

And yes, Asgore, Toriel, and Calibri are...really close.  <w<’’  When the two boss monsters started getting all lovey dovey, Calibri kind of had to shove her blatantly obvious crush on Tori under the rug so they wouldn’t feel bad.  Like, do your thing you two, I’ll be over here.  Guarding the door.  Not listening at all.

But they weren’t going to let her feel left out, either.

The three of them were basically inseparable, but Cali always kind of felt like a third wheel and as her LV grew, she started separating herself from them more.  By the time her and Gaster meet, she’s pretty estranged from them, although they’re not shy about welcoming her back if she needs them.  Sometimes she sneaks into their wing for cuddles at like 4am.

After she and Gaster started talking more she started getting that warm fuzzy feeling she once had for Toriel.  xD And she’s absolutely terrified, but couldn’t be happier?  Calibri was confused.

Gaster meanwhile had been living at the palace for a few years by then, on an invite that he’d been recognized for his infallible memory and with the passing of Archivist Vivaldi they would love to train him to be the new Archivist.  

He’d been totally shocked to see another skeleton monster in the court, even if she was twisted by LV and soul-shatteringly terrifying.  

Pretty much from the moment Asgore and Toriel met Gaster, they started shipping him with Cali.  And Cali fucking hated it.  

“are you kidding me, he’s a toothpick, if i breathe on him he will die let alone bed him, and i will NOT have that on my conscience!”

[calacavera-blog]

jasper + ulexite + verdite !

send me a crystal and i’ll tell…

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

well, we already get to see a glimpse of that in his interactions with his actual son (from the future) hadwyn. with hadwyn, he’s: awkward, protective to the point that it’s maybe suffocating, spoiling, and strict when it comes to certain things like eating too many sweets.

no matter who he has a child with, there will always be two aspects of his character that’ll affect how he is as a parent: the loneliness he felt in his youth when he craved familial love and the complex feelings he has about his immortality.

there’s various threads where he starts doubting himself and thinks he’s a terrible parent; that one day he’d leave his family because he’d be a coward and not want to see them grow old and die while he stays young forever. that’s when hadwyn’s mother kicks his side and snaps him out of it lmao.

still, he’ll always try his best to be there for his children and do what he can to place their safety and comfort and growth as his top priority. even if he doubted himself, he wouldn’t dare abandon them because he knows what it is to grow up without parents and would never forgive himself if he put his own children through it.

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

he’s extremely compassionate, but only to certain kinds of people. mercutio is an orphan who grew up ostracized and othered by most of his peers who later was taken by force to service a powerful pmc/sc. though said pmc ends up rather “good” in how it mostly contracts to sides of conflicts or people that don’t have much resources to help fight/defend, it’s still…not entirely good.

as such, he’s very empathetic towards those who are or grew up without much and on the fringe. when he goes about his work, he tends to not lay hands on petty criminals and thieves, using minimal force if he has to, because he knows what it’s like having to do bad things to survive. back in his world, a third of his funds go to charities and movements to ease the struggles of people living like this.

where his sympathy is absolutely thin is with those who abuse the weakness of those without much or those forced into becoming petty criminals for their own gain. these are the people he ends up doing terrible things to without remorse. he thinks those that see the world and how terrible it is as an excuse for their own terrible actions are cowards hiding by perpetuating this ‘terrible world’. very hypocritical of him, really.

verdite: my muse’s ethnicity/family history

this is actually a detailed point in his background that isn’t really focused on much, but that i’ve gone full description into. mercutio’s parents were maurizio murolo and amelia elias: his father is descended from a sicilian family line; his mother’s history is a bit more clouded, as she has mestizo roots where the nahua side of the family history is cut off because of the damage done by the spanish conquest and this side moving to spain at some point in its history, the other side being from a murky catalan origin. officially, he’s seen as “italian-spanish”, which erases very important contexts.

of course, mercutio himself is cut off entirely from his own family history and most of this doesn’t affect him. i think the biggest thing it affects is that he’s not pale like many people end up thinking he is lmao.

[jhoseokslut]

Chapter 1

Prologue

Reader x Namjoon

Genre: Smut, angst, fluff, humor - Royal!Au

Warnings: swearing, explicit sexual content, blood and gore, violence, mentions of physical abuse and rape

A/n: If any of the mentioned might be triggering please do not read my story or know that you are reading at own risk. It is my story but I cannot control how my audience receives it.

Rated: M

Summary: The young thief, Y/n, marries the king of Omelas to bring peace to the kingom. The young king and her don’t get along very well with their two very different backgrounds despite some sexual tension… Will they be able to bring peace to the seven kingdoms or will it all go to shit?

A/n: I suck at summaries sue me lmao

The room was dark. The only light coming from a small window outlooking the ocean from the tower she was stuck in.

Having been caught stealing, she imagined a dungeon, water dripping from the ceiling and chains around her frail limbs but instead she was in the most luxurious room she had ever seen in her life, apart from the throne room of course.

The walls were glimmering with its colourful tapestry, there was a queen sized bed placed in the middle of the room covered in cardinal and blush colored sheets and soft looking pillows lined with golden strings.

One of those pillows could feed her family for a week.

One of the walls in the octagonal room was covered in funny shaped mirrors that allowed her to see her condition. Her hair was greasy and hung around her face in dirty clumps. Her pants were more grey than the original black  and had rips on the knees from falling and scraping them, her scarred knees covered in dried crimson.

Her blouse had been ripped up on the stomach showing her ribs almost poking out from hunger, her arms were thin and her fingers calloused. she licked her dry and crusty lips lapping up the single drop of blood that escaped from the strain.

Her eyes were hollow and reflected years of poverty and homelessness. She scoffed and made herself as comfortable as possible on the floor, not daring to lie in the bed in case she’d get beaten for dirtying the expensive linens.

two hours earlier

The girl had walked in, with her head held high and her shoulders back. Her eyes, slightly squinted, were studying her surroundings and you could almost see the wheels turning behind the dark orbs. What caught his attention though, was the strikingly royal blue surrounding the pupils. She was pale and thin, her body looked fragile yet her soul was without doubt burning with a fire Namjoon hadn’t seen in years.

A fire that reminded him quite of his mother’s, and a pang of nostalgia in his chest made him clear his throat and sit straighter in the chair. Most criminals brought to the feet of his throne had to be dragged, kicking and screaming from the dungeons or the street, wherever they had been caught.

Yet, the young girl was walking as if she had come to sit on the throne in his place and for a second Namjoon felt like he had to offer her a seat. Shaking himself out of it he waited for the girl to kneel, beg for forgiveness but nothing happened.

The guards didn’t dare touch her or so it seemed, she stood proudly and stared directly into the dark mahogany of his eyes. “Kneel for your king, girl” Marcus, his advisor, spat.

The girl scoffed and took a step closer, the guards reacting immediately pointing their spears at her. “I have no king” her words were piercing and Namjoon knew without doubt she meant it and had no plans of changing her mind anytime soon.

The young king was handsome, he had messy, dirty blonde hair sticking out from under the simple golden band placed on his head showing surprising simplicity and elegance. Something about the simple shirt, pants and boots had Y/n doing a double take.

The old king had been boasting around in golden jewelry, a long expensive cape and a big crown on top of his dark brown hair. No one had ever seen the prince until his father died and he took over the kingdom. The transition from his father to him had been major. The castle and kingdom was filled with double up on knights and wounded warriors were no longer coming through the port.

The young king had pulled himself from the ongoing wars and had claimed to wanting to make the kingdom a better place, a beautiful and peaceful kingdom of refuge to those who needed it. That was a year ago and nothing had happened. The people were as dirty and poor as they were under the late king’s rule and people were getting impatient and angry, a revolution was simmering just beneath the surface.

The tension in the town square whenever Y/n was there for the market was unbearable and more than once she had returned with a pounding headache.

The king looked at her curiously and as she was inspecting the throne room, looking for a possible escape, he was watching her.

His eyes ran over her features and stopped at her eyes, and stayed there even though his mind seemed to be elsewhere. She had refused to kneel, refused to show weakness and refused to be submissive to the monarch perched on his lavish throne.

“Y/n?” the king asked and her brow quirked at the mention of her name. “You’re quite famous around here” the young ruler stated and rose from his seat. His steps were long and confident, yet slow and a bit cautious, as if facing a wild animal that could pounce on him any second.

With a delicate flick of the wrist, the guards removed their weapons that were pointed at Y/n.

“An orphan who left the kingdom only to join The Foxes in the eastern forest. A group of thieves that steal from unknowing travellers just passing by…” his eyes flare with disgust, just enough for Y/n to catch it “innocent people” he says tauntingly, as if trying to get a rise out of her.

Now, Y/n liked to think she was a calm and collected person that rarely got angry, someone you could come to for help and advice.  Yet, something about the young king had Y/n itching to destroy that pretty face of his.

“Innocent you say?” her eyebrow quirked in question, and so did his in return asking for her to keep going.

“Innocent are the young girls that walk around trying to sell homemade creations in the town square being easy targets for disgusting horny men that can easily force her into a side alley and rape her, beat her, till she is left lying in a pool of blood, tears and dried cum having to decide whether she should let herself die there or get up and keep going knowing that no one cares what happened and there is no one to ask for help. Nine months later she walks around in the square again with a baby strapped to her chest trying to sell homemade creations that no one buys. The rich land owners that travel through the forest so that they can throw themselves to the floor and kiss your feet so that you won’t let their bussiness die are the ones that are the reason no one cares that the young girl were raped and eventually died of hunger. They aren’t innocent” when she finished ranting she was panting and she had stepped so close to the king that their noses were almost touching.

A knife was at her throat within seconds and she was forced to her knees in front of him. She could see earlier that he was most definitely a lot taller than her, but now on the floor, he towered over her with a sadistic smirk on his face. She refused to back down though, still staring into his eyes with a hard glare.

Despite being strong and passionate, probably having trouble trusting people, she was still quite naïve, thought Namjoon. She was giving him everything he wanted after all. Getting her angry was easy, almost too easy and he couldn’t help but smirk when she was forced on her knees.

In a moment of weakness he imagined her on her knees doing other things than glaring with a dagger to her throat but Namjoon pushed it away before the image could fully form behind his eyes.

“Marcus, very kindly ask Seokjin to bring her to the tower so I can talk to her after the assembly” Marcus looked as if he was about to protest but a pointed look from his majesty has him scrambling to get the cook.

Despite the bad impression Y/n had gotten of everyone else in the damn palace Seokjin was something entirely different. The cook had grabbed her dirty hands without remorse and lead her through hallways all the while complaining about the young spoiled brat having him do everything when he was just a damn chef, this was the thanks he got for having raised the poor boy after his mother’s death.

Y/n couldn’t help but laugh slightly at the fond grumbling until she realized he was talking about the king and her mood immediately soured. She couldn’t help but think of the kids back home and how they must be worried, no doubt she was going to be hanged, she just hoped the boy would be smart enough to stay away while it happened. Wouldn’t want him to watch a sister die.

With these thoughts clouding her mind she didn’t realize they had arrived at the so-called tower.

“This is your destination, child”  despite hating being called child, Seokjin said it so kindly she couldn’t help but grin slightly before entering the room, letting the chef lock the door behind her.

The gathering had been shit to put it mildly. Namjoon had listened to every single grey haired acquaintance of his late father, trying to convince him to return to war, to put away his pride and beg King Park to get back in the alliance before the kingdom was attacked.

Namjoon had left the wars, being against his father’s sickening killing addiction. Whatever criminal came in, petty crimes or bigger, he would have their head and Namjoon was disgusted with it.

The previous king’s obsession with the wars against the southern kingdoms had sucked the life out of the kingdom he once called home and it was no longer safe for him to leave the castle. He had been cooped up in those castle walls for ten years, staring at the same paintings of his blue blooded, overdressed ancestors and talking with the same five people for all that time.

Namjoon didn’t like death, or killing. That’s why the kingdom dungeons was filled to the brim with criminals and he was going insane with the pressure to kill them. It didn’t help that his people didn’t trust him and wanted him dead since he hadn’t been able to live up to their expectations.

Namjoon stood from the empty table and stretched, satisfied with the way his joints popped, before heading towards the kitchen.

He had been standing in the doorway watching the the busy kitchen for awhile when a young servant noticed him and dropped the bowl of fruits that was pressed to her stomach. Her gasp, and the following clang of the bowl garnered the attention of the entire kitchen who then noticed him. Jin stood by a table cutting vegetables with his back to the mess but Namjoon could see him taking a deep breath and releasing by the way his broad shoulders moved up and down, before he turned and glared at the young girl.

“Emily, how many damn times do i need to tell you to be more careful, you should work in the pigsty where you’re supposed to throw things to the ground rather than in the royal kitchen. The girl bowed and fell to her knees to clean up after herself.

Namjoon bowed down and picked up an apple that had rolled to his feet. The girl looked up and met Namjoon’s dark eyes. She was cute. Big round innocent eyes, pillowy lips and a button nose. Just his type, he liked to think he tained something pure, probably a trait adopted from his father. Namjoon internally scoffed at the thought and smiled warmly at the girl before taking a bite out of the apple and winking.

When he stood fully he was met with Seokjin’s judging gaze and Namjoon couldn’t help but smirk before throwing the bitten apple for the cook to catch. In return Jin threw the keys for the tower at his face and Namjoon just cackled childishly before leaving to go visit the pretty thief.

Y/n had been leaned against the bed, staring into the mirrors, when the sound of steps and a jiggle of keys reached her ears. She didn’t bother get up and just looked back at herself.

“Hello there princess, enjoying yourself?” the asshole smirked at her and locked the door after himself. Quite a lot of trust he’s putting in her hands she thought.

“Princess?” she quirked her eyebrow sassily, still looking at herself. The king watched her for a while.

“If I can convince you, soon enough everyone should be calling you queen”.

This garnered her attention, and she tilted her head to the side to look his way. She reminded him of a cat. With those eyes, everywhere at once always drinking in the things around her, the careful way she moved her body as if hunting a prey and of course the lazy yet aggressive slur in her speech.

“I assume you know the story of my father and why the kingdom that was once green and rich has fallen”

Yeah, Y/n knew the story alright. The queen died, the mourning king was manipulated by King Park of Volven to believe the southern kingdoms were at fault and therefore made him join the northern alliance to go to war and spend all the money the kingdom had on weapons and soldiers. Motherfucker.

“I’m not like my father, when I took over the kingdom I withdrew from the alliance and therefore, the wars, so that I could restore the peace and the kingdom’s riches”, Y/n knew all this too, “the people are disappointed and angry that I haven’t changed anything in the one year I have reigned. Yet, they forget it took my father ten years to destroy this kingdom and Rome was not build in a day Y/n”.

“What does that have to do with me being called queen?” Y/n could already feel her head pounding and there were more questions than answers and honestly could the king stop fucking talking and just answer the original question.

“Well, you see Y/N”, before she could reply with a comment of what she wishes she could see instead of him, he continued, “to fix the kingdom I’ll need more time, but you and I both know the people are getting impatient and a revolution is being planned as we speak” at least he had realized that much, so he wasn’t completely blind.

“I can only gain more time, if I gain some trust from the people, frankly I can’t go and talk to them personally, that would only result in my death, and I’m not much good dead” she couldn’t help but scoff at that and Namjoon sat down next to her, catching her eyes in the mirror.

“The people trust you” the statement caught her off guard, and the pieces fell into place.

“You want me to marry you, to gain trust?” Namjoon nodded slowly, remaining eye contact. She had to laugh. After having laughed for what seemed to have been a couple of minutes, Namjoon stopped her with a hand on her knee that send chills up her spine.

“Sorry to break it to you, your highness, but marrying me won’t give you the people’s trust, they’ll just lose the trust they have in me” Y/n croaked, wiping her eyes.

“Not yet”. Namjoon stood, pulling Y/n with him, who surprisingly enough followed willingly.

“You and I alone won’t fix anything obviously”.

His hands still held hers as he dragged her down the staircase and hallways and down more stairs and then up some more. They ended up in a large library. The tall walls were lined with dark wooden shelves stuffed to the brim with thousands of books. The room was glowing a soft yellow, lit by the occasional oil lamps, carefully placed as far away from the paper materials as possible.

“Yoongi, you old bastard, where are you hiding!” the king yelled and a yelp was heard followed by a crash of a man and several books hitting the floor a few metres to their left.

“Damn you Kim Namjoon and your untimely fucking visits I should have twisted your fragile little fucking neck when I helped deliver you at birth”  the man grumbled as he refused the young king’s offered hand, and got up by himself.

“You were three years old” The king deadpanned and squeezed Yoongi’s shoulder. Despite obviously being older than Namjoon he was most definitely not the old man Y/n had first imagined. He was small, still taller than her but small with big veiny hands, black hair that almost covered his cat-like eyes and fair, almost ghostly skin. Despite looking just as ethereal as the dimpled king and the broad shouldered chef, he looked twice as scary and Y/n almost took a step behind the king but realized he would never let her live that down, so she yanked her hand from his and walked towards Yoongi.

“And who is this?” the man drawled, sounding disinterested.

“This is Y/n” the king answered before she could even open her mouth. “Wait, you caught the general’s daughter?” Yoongi looked at Y/n with evident curiosity this time. His eyes raked down her body from her dirty hair, sullen eyes and protruding cheekbones to her thin arms and bruised legs.

“I think you should let her wash up and eat before we continue with anything to be entirely honest, Your Majesty”.

Next chapter~

A/n: Ay hoped you like that, if you wanna read the next chapther please be patient! I post chapther whenever I have finished writing the next, so I’m always one step ahead if that makes sense. Anyways, if there are any mistakes please excuse them since english isn’t my mother tongue. ILY<3