#so I just spew 'em out and leave y'all to deal with 'em

[awackyphdinadorkable]

Another AU I keep thinking about...

The basic concept is faintly (very faintly) inspired by A Knight’s Tale (2001), but it twists and turns a great many times to bear close to no semblance to it anymore lol:

Erik is a feared swordsman who remains unbeaten at any tourney because he *never* loses grip on his sword (because he can control metal, duh). He is a gifted smith, but he doesn’t usually offer his services for sale, earning most of his livelihood through the prizes he obtains at the tourneys. He is driven by one wish - to find Klaus Schmidt, the man who murdered his mother.

Things take an unexpected turn when he crosses blades with a knight who can guess his movements even before he means to make them. Erik grows furious because losing is no option. That the man even seems to be enjoying himself does nothing to lift Erik’s mood. In the end, both end up trashing their weapons and armors, which leaves the officials with deciding on a draw. Erik is pissed. The other guy is happy because he actually still has to compete in the joust.

To make matters worse, the same knight approaches him, now without the helmet on, a dashing young man with blue eyes who has the most charming smile that Erik just wants to punch out of him. And the guy has the audacity to ask him to help fix his armor since Erik did “such good work” trashing it. Erik tells him to get lost, but the man insists, revealing that he knows of Erik’s “little magic trick.” Begrudgingly, Erik fixes the armor so the man can go on competing. Obviously, he is only watching the joust to see whether his handicraft works out, not because he is interested in that man or anything.

Once the ceremony is over, Erik is approached by that guy again, this time with his little entourage of a young woman with blonde hair and a scrawny looking monk. Sir Charles tells him that they are the same and that he means to make Erik an offer to share in their adventures and fight by their side at the tourneys. As it turns out, the girl, Raven, can shift shape and thus has no trouble competing in the archery contests to earn some extra money, which means that the three can afford lodgings and food thanks to the prize money.

Charles reveals himself as gifted as well, being able to read the minds of his ooponents. He tells the older man that he doesn’t have to be alone in this world anymore if he so chooses, informing him that he is welcome to join them as they are to leave come morning. Erik declines, but eventually follows them after all. Not that Charles ever saw that coming lol.

Erik is still somewhat irritated by this whole arrangement but soon understands that he is truly finally no longer alone in this world, having found people who may not share his exact troubles but who have to face challenges due to their abilities.

Charles is happy to finally drop out of the sword fighting since he wants to focus on the jousts alone. He has a certain agenda - which is to win back his family’s castle, Westchester, which was taken from him due to his stepfather’s bad dealings with other lords, even more so because there lies something hidden in the vaults of that castle he doesn’t trust anyone but himself with.

Erik and Charles eventually realize that they share in a common goal, just that they know it under different names. What is Klaus Schmidt for Erik is Lord Shaw for Charles, who has since expressed interest in obtaining Westchester, with a telepath he just recently married by his side no less.

However, it’s not just the goals they soon share in, but also romantic feelings (swordfight training and Charles teaching Erik formal dances will do that to the both of them) start to put them closer together than maybe it should, considering who they are up against - and how far that man may want to go just to see Erik snap and complete his plan to win Westchester for his own purposes.

.... So yeah. More ideas. Just no idea of how to make it happen... aka story of my life.

Cheers!

[venusskies-writing]

Atsumu x reader

(Gender neutral pronouns used)

Title: Just this once...or maybe not

Synopsis: your best friend liked to party, a lot, and each night he was caught making out in a corner with a new girl, but she would always leave him at some point because he got to drunk. It was always your job to take him home, you never kissed him, never took advantage of his drunken state, but tonight, you let it all slip away. And perhaps he liked that kiss a little more than you thought

You sighed as you watched Atsumu take some random girl to the back of this strangers house to probably try and hook up with.

It always bothered you when he did that. You couldn't help but to be envious of the girl with the pretty brown hair and cherry colored lips, and eyelashes a little to long to be considered real, but were.

Turning away, you took another shot of your cheap alcohol and walked outside. You gazed at the stars as people came and went, guys, girls, and they's trying to talk to you.

The moon and stars always seemed so peaceful to look at when your heart raced a little too much, and your lunges started to close in on you, and every thought that you had was to escape and run away.

But that never happened.

You always came back to reality to untangle your friend from whatever petty argument he got himself into with the pretty girl.

Walking back inside, you see Atsumu sitting on the couch with his head thrown back and arms spread out on either side of him. His eyes were closed as he muttered curses to himself.

You stood in front of him and put your hands on your hips. "Hey loser. C'mon, let's get going." He blinked one eye open and sighed.

He ruffled his blonde hair that was obviously dyed and picked up his coat. He glanced at you with his honey colored eyes and looked away.

You rolled yours and lead the way to the front of the house, not bothering to say anything because there was nothing to say.

Atsumu brushed passed you and started walking down the left of the street before hearing your laughter. He turned around and saw you pointing to the right.

"My cars this way dumbass. Or do you need me to carry you because your dumb?" You said mockingly.

He pouted but then smirked. "Can you even carry me with those tiny arms?" I smirked back and crossed my 'tiny arms'.

"No, but I could still get more than you and your drunken ass ever could." It was halfway true. But the only guy you want was him.

He scoffed and walked over to you. He raised his finger to point at you but dropped it afterwards, not finding a witty comeback to that.

You grinned and punched his shoulder lightly. "I'm just playing. Let's get you home before Osamu starts blowing up our phones trying to find you." Atsumu nodded his head and matched your pace.

The two of you quickly found your car, seeing as it was only around the corner of the party, and got in.

Atsumu struggled to get the seat belt on, so you did it for him. "I'm not a baby. I don't need your help." Again, he pouted.

"Mm, that may be true, but you act like one." You flicked his nose and started the car.

The ride to the Miya house was peaceful, except until Atsumu had to throw up on the way.

Y'all pulled into a gas station where he immediately jumped out and started spewing up all the alcohol from that night.

"I'll be right back. Gonna go get you some pain meds and water." He stood up fast and looked at you with wide eyes.

"We getting drugs?" He seemed a little happy at the thought. "Uh, yeah. It's not any of the hard stuff, just some stuff for when your head hurts you in the morning." Once more, he pouted and leaned against the car.

"Your no fun. Back in high school we use to smoke pot all the time with the team. Why'd you change?"

It wasn't a hard question, but definitely not something you like to bring up. You sighed and looked away. "We've gone over this a million times 'Sumu, I stopped because we got caught. And it was a good thing I did to because, I wouldn't have gotten that art scholarship."

You could see the wheels turning in his head before he finally spoke. And it was something you would never thought you would hear from him.

"I was told it was because you were in love with me and wanted to be where I was." All of your breath was knocked out of you as you stood there staring at him.

Inhaling a huge breath of air, you looked away. "I need to get some things real quick." You walked away after that.

You returned 15 minutes later and finally headed your way. It was while you were at a stop light did you look over at Atsumu.

He had fallen asleep and had his mouth hanging open. There was a slight line of drool going down his chin which you smiled at.

You sped away from the light when it turned green, and turned the corner to the two brothers home.

Osamu was out waiting on the porch for the two of you when you pulled up. You turned your car off and looked at the sleeping blonde. You slowly wiped his bangs out of his face and touched the back of your hand to his face.

Pulling away, you opened your door and got out. Walking around, Osamu opened the door and pulled his brother out. You walked the two up to the door and opened it for them.

It went like that as Osamu brought him to his twins room. There, he propped his brother in his bed and looked at you.

"I don't know how you deal with him. He's just a plain mess to me." You smiled and looked at him with a look in your eyes that he couldn't quite place.

"I guess that's what you do when your in love."

That's what's in your eyes. Love.

It made him happy to see someone committed to staying with his brother other than for his looks.

He shook his head and smiled at you. Osamu left the two of you alone as you sat beside Atsumu.

Looking at him, you couldn't help but feel the sudden urge to kiss him. You looked put the door to see if Osamu was still there, then back at 'Sumu.

It's not like anyone would know.

So you leaned down, and lightly grazed your lips against his. You pulled back right afterwards and blushed slightly.

You stood up and wiped your pants down before walking away. Well, almost.

"You just gonna kiss me and leave? Now that's cold, even for you." You froze up for the second time that night.

The light pitter patter of footsteps was heard behind you before they stopped. Atsumu leaned across your shoulder and closed the door quietly, not wanting his brother to disturb you two.

Your breath was held as he cornered you against the door. Both of his arms placed on either side of your head. You looked away with a blush on your face, scared to see what kind of look he had.

He chuckled slightly, his minty breath tainted with the bitter smell of alcohol.

A hand picked your chin up and made you look at him. "When you kiss someone, it's usually 'cause you like 'em. So I'm taken that as your way of saying you-"

You cut him off with your lips against his. He staggered backwards before catching himself and returning the kiss.

It was sloppy, not at all romantic, but you had finally kissed him properly.

When you pulled away, a small blush had settled on both your cheeks. You glanced at your feet and then back at him. Atsumu panted slightly as he prossessed what you had just done.

Suddenly, a smirk that wasn't flirty or mean, just a smirk, was on his face. He leaned his forehead against yours and looked at you. "How long you've been wantin' to do that?"

You smiled and steppes back. "Since I've met you." He smiled at that. His eyes that looked like honey that ran with gold, sparkled brightly.

"Well than, if you wanted to kiss me for so long, I guess we got some makin' up to do."

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