#still don't take this seriously haha... unless...

[xxcrossroadsxx]

My random theory is that the Swayne lineage is actually connected/related to the dragons.

[clovdgyu]

#sylus x m!reader #fluff #sylus, the man that you are. rafayel honey, please don't let this man take me away from you

#university au, size difference (reader is significantly shorter than sylus), jerk/playboy sylus cause why not, rafayel being the sweetest painter ever, caleb is alive (i miss caleb), mention of sylus having sex with multiple people, suggestive-ish, some smut-ish imagination from sylus

#you were considered as the university's prince while sylus was labeled as the university's crush...but always broke people's heart. surprisingly, you two happened to be best friends.

"did you even like me, sylus?"

the question boomed throughout the whole council room as the girl shouted at the mentioned male who just stared down at her with his hands tucked inside his pockets. the silver-haired male scoffed before he let out a deep chuckle, "i didn't know i was supposed to like you."

the female, whose tears have finally flowed down through her cheeks, landed a slap on the other male's cheeks as she hurriedly left the council room. and as if on cue, you entered the room and let out a sigh as you looked at the man who was now sat down on the sofa. "seriously, sylus? the president's daughter?"

the mentioned male turned to look at you as you closed the door behind you, heading towards sylus with your arms crossed on your chest. he smiled at you before he shrugged and leaned his head down on the headrest to look up at the ceiling.

"i just needed a good fuck every week, y'know?" sylus reasoned out as he placed his arms behind his head, casually flexing his biceps as he looked at you. "unless you're willing to help."

you looked at the other male with a disgusted and annoyed look before you scoffed and placed your bag on one of the empty chairs, setting up the place for your council meeting later. "do you only ever think with your dick? why do you always want to get it wet? i mean you still have a hand, why don't you just masturbate?"

"once you've had a taste of—"

you let out a groan as you interrupted his words, knowing what he would tell you next. "good god, please spare me the details. i have no interest in having sex with just about everyone in this school," you joked, sylus raising a brow as he stood up and placed his hands in his pockets.

he looked at you, observing you as you set up the papers needed for the meeting later. "do you always have to stick to your title as the university's prince or whatever? c'mon, have some fun, will you?" he peeped, you letting out a chuckle as you cracked your fingers and looked at sylus.

"are you telling me i'm no fun?" you asked him with an amused look, sylus shaking his head as he sat down at his usual seat beside you. "title or not, i'm just who i am. besides, i'm the council president which means people trust me with this position, i have no time for bars and sex."

the other man let out a boisterous laugh then calmed down as he placed his elbows on top of the table, intertwined his fingers and placed his head at the back of his hands. "you're really interesting, m/n. the university's prince's definition of fun is 'bars and sex'," he stated, undoubtedly mocking you.

you glared at the other male and settled yourself down on the seat you designated yourself in. "haha very funny, sylus," you told him, rolling your eyes in the process as he hummed and leaned back down on his chair. "when will you ever stop with this habit?" you asked him with a hint of curiosity in your voice.

he raised a brow in question as he crossed his legs and looked at you. "habit? what habit?" he asked you back, not knowing what specific habit you were talking about.

you let out a sigh, "breaking people's hearts. you weren't born a casanova, sylus. we've been friends since we were still in diapers. we were practically joint at the hip, you were there for me the same way that i was always there for you," you reasoned out to him before focusing back on your papers. "what goes around comes back around."

the silver-haired male shrugged as he adjusted his sitting position on his seat. "i just date them because they want to. shouldn't they be happy i've given them the chance to get a taste of me? man, i would consider myself lucky if i was them."

"that is not the point," you interjected with an exasperated tone, glaring at sylus angrily. "i'm telling you to be more considerate of their feelings, and if you don't like them, reject their confession. it can't be that hard to say 'no', right?"

"won't that break their hearts still?" he reasoned out again, making you sigh at him again and crossed your arms together.

you stared into his eyes to get your message across and said, "dating someone plainly because of a confession is way worse than rejecting them from the start. if you choose to date them, then they'll have high expectations that you'd like them as well but you won't. what if i was the one who confessed? do you want your best friend to be heart broken after having so much expectations?"

sylus smirked as he dragged his seat towards you, leaning down on you that you could smell the scent of his aftershave more prominently. you looked up at him, unwavered. "i wouldn't do that, i would solely date you 'cause i like you too," he stated, yet you just scoffed and looked away. "i'm serious."

"yeah, is that how you pick up your fuck buddies? if you were to ask me, it does kinda work," you stated before you went on again about him stopping with this 'casanova' thing.

he sighed and crossed his arms before closing his eyes to take a quick nap before the meeting starts. "quit nagging."

"then listen to my advice well. don't sleep here, sleep on the sofa," you told him before he tsked and did as told.

"fine, whatever."

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as the meeting concluded, everyone was looking at the man who was sound asleep on the sofa, a book on top of his face to cover his eyes from the light. "(m/n), why are you even friends with that jerk? you better not acquaint yourself with him more," the student body treasurer, jacob, stated as he glared at sylus.

you let out a chuckle and shook your head. "he isn't usually this much of an annoyance back then. and i can't really leave him alone, he's my childhood best friend," you reasoned out with a sweet smile, the other students pursing their lips at the revelation. "besides, sylus can't decide things on his own. so i'm always there to back him up if he needs me."

"that's right."

a low yet authoritative tone echoed throughout the room as sylus stood up from the sofa and headed towards you, placing his chin on top of your head as he locked an arm over your head. "he's my spokesperson and if anyone refuses, i'll bite."

you sighed and removed him off of you. "i let you stay in the room which meant that i was trusting you to be quiet. good thing the meeting has just ended," you stated looking back at the council members and nodded at them as a sign for them that they can leave now.

sylus rolled his eyes and crossed his arms as he sat beside you. "i was just telling them to back off," he reasoned out. you were just about to speak again but the student council room's door suddenly opened. a huge smile was now etched on your face as you stood up from your chair and headed towards the person.

"rafayel! what are you doing here? shouldn't you be at your major class today?" you asked him, hands clasped behind your hands, clear evidence to sylus that you liked the purple-haired lemurian. "could it be? you wanted to see me?"

the other male, rafayel, chuckled as he nodded and showed you the plastic bag he was carrying. "i was craving seafood noodles when i suddenly thought of you. wanna head to my studio to cook them?" he offered with a sweet smile.

sylus could only stare at you two as you engaged in a conversation. you then looked at the silver-haired male and pursed your lips then went back towards him, grabbing your things on the seat beside you. "hey, sylus. i'm sorry but i have to go somewhere with rafayel, i hope you aren't mad at me."

the other male raised a brow and crossed his arms. "why would i be upset? because you're choosing another man over your best friend who's been with you since you were a child?" sylus stated, clearly annoyed and frustrated.

you let out a sigh then held onto his hands. "okay, then i'll make it up to you somehow," you thought out before you let out an 'ah' and smiled at sylus. "for all the times that i've abandoned you, i will grant you one wish. it can be anything."

now this amused sylus who was now smirking at your offer. "anything?"

"yes, anything. so think about it for a while, alright? i'll be heading on out then, see you later, sylus!" you said then finally walked off with rafayel towards the purple-haired male's studio.

as sylus sat himself down, he couldn't help but snarl as he remembered how you always talked about that annoyingly handsome lemurian. rafayel this, rafayel that, it's always rafayel. "god, (m/n). you seriously are so fucking dense," he stated while hiding the raging boner he has beneath the table.

his crush just held his hands and looked at him as if he was the most precious gem ever. he was so weak with you. him, a usually cold and annoying man, is hard over your simple actions. this can't be.

"shit, now i need to find a good fuck."

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the next day, it was quite uncommon. the other university students found it weird that you're unusually alone, no sylus to be found. you were on your way to your next class as you placed some notebooks inside your bag.

"no sylus?" a guy approached you, stopping in front of you which made you pause in your tracks. you looked at the male and smiled, shaking your head. "that's new."

you rolled your eyes at him and continued your walk, him following suite. "i don't hang out with sylus everyday, caleb. well, i was looking for him yesterday, but i figured that must've went home already. or he went on again with this weird sex habit."

caleb scoffed. "that's a fuckboy for you. always going around, goofin' off and having sex with almost everyone. is he planning on fucking every single student here on campus?" he joked, you slapping his arm lightly as you held onto your bag's straps.

"i've already scolded him about it but i guess he won't ever stop until it all comes back to him," you stated, feeling like sylus was a lost cause. "right, caleb. i think someone was just looking for you awhile ago. someone from my elective class," you told him.

the said male groaned as his shoulders slumped. "ugh, it must be that girl again. i told her she wasn't my type, she's still chasing me around like—"

"caleeb~! there you are. did you think you could ever escape me?" the girl shouted through the hallway with a sing-song voice, making caleb shiver as he said 'goodbye' to you and made a run for it. "ah—caleb! wait for me!"

you only laughed at the scene as you continued to walk towards your next class. as you rummaged through your things, you accidentally dropped something from your bag. you stopped and crouched down to get.

a silent 'oh' escaped your lips as you picked up the item and looked at it; the friendship keychain that sylus gave you back when you were in middle school, claiming it to be some kind of lucky charm. you smiled at the memory then stood back up.

"hm? what's this? you smiling at the keychain i gave you?" sylus' deep voice was heard as he walked towards you with his usual arrogant walk. you looked up at him and just smiled at him as he stood beside you.

"i remembered how you used to be smaller than me, and now you're practically towering over me. i guess my growing period stopped during high school and you kept growing and growing," you pointed out as you placed the keychain back on your bag's zipper.

he raised a brow and scoffed, amused. "you still have that thing? i would've thought you'd have thrown it away," he reasoned out as you two continued towards your destination.

you shook your head and shrugged. "well, like you said, it brings good luck so i bring it with me everyday," you stated out with a smile, sylus feeling himself smile on the inside. "that's why i'm holding onto it, i hope everything goes well later. i'm planning to confess to rafayel."

the 'happiness' that sylus felt a moment ago soon disappeared after what he just heard. you were what? confessing to a male that wasn't him? what if you two begin dating? what if things do go your own way? he can't let this happen. "go out with me."

you looked at him, not able to hear what he said because of your blabbering. "hm? what is it?" you asked him, wanting him to repeat what he said.

"remember how you promised me that you'd grant me one wish?" sylus reminded, you replied with a nod and looked up at him. the silver-haired male looked into your eyes as if he was piercing into your soul. "i want you to go out with me. as boyfriends."

his wish took you back by surprise, a questioning look evident on your face before you let out a baffled scoff. "c'mon, sylus. you have to be serious about this wish. it is a one time opportunity, y'know? maybe you need someone to wash your clothes for a whole month, your underwear, or drive you home everyday."

sylus stopped you and stood in front of you with his furrowed in determination. "(m/n), i like you. i want you to be my boyfriend," he declared, the other students who was passing by looked at you two with weird looks. you chuckled awkwardly before dragging him towards an empty classroom.

you scratched your head and looked at sylus with a puzzled look. "you gotta stop with that, sylus. i've already told you how much i like rafayel, you can't just come at me and tell me that your wish is for me to be your boyfriend."

"so what? it's that stupid lemurian or your childhood best friend that you promised a guaranteed wish," he blackmailed you with a look akin to a crazed man. was he really being serious now? "you're surely not debating, are you?"

you nibbled on your bottom lip before you sighed and looked at him. "i'm sorry, sylus. but i have to pick myself first," you answered him then finally exited the classroom, leaving the silver-haired male frustrated and annoyed, dejected.

so this is what you meant with what comes around comes around, huh? he thought to himself as he stared at the door you just exited from. "fucking shit, fuck!" he shouted, killing the purple-haired male in his mind.

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it has been a few weeks after sylus' confession to you and the day you and rafayel started dating (at least that what it seemed). everyone praised you two and said it was a match-made in heaven, a painter and a writer.

everyone could see how much you two seemed so happy in each other's presence, they were glad to see you two...all except a certain silver-haired male who was busy devising up a plan to break you two up with whatever mean possible.

and like usual, he's back to his usual one night stands whenever he couldn't stand the sight of you being all over rafayel. it was obvious you two loved each other but sylus was just not having it, he should be the one holding you.

what if that lemurian nobody finally got a taste of you before him? how would it feel inside you? will rafayel be able to touch you before he did? this can't happen! "fuck you! fuck, fuck, fuck!" he cursed out, eyes furrowed and nose scrunched as he drove his cock deeper inside whoever he was facefucking.

the boy beneath him gagged at his sheer size, holding onto sylus' thigh as tears escaped his eyes from the constant gagging. if only this was (m/n). this could've been even better. he thought, and as he looked down, the image of you sucking his cock popped inside his mind.

maybe it was such a huge turn on for sylus that he immediately came inside the guy's throat who was foeced to swallow. he thrusted a few more times to rid himself out of his high before he pulled his still erect cock out of the guy's cock. "get out."

the man glared at sylus as he put his clothes on and finally left the hotel. sylus sprawled himself on the bed and placed an arm over his eyes. "damn," he mumbled. he couldn't believe he came instantly at the thought of you sucking his dick.

what if you were here? right on top of sylus, riding his cock like the perfect little prince that you were, making yourself feel good with his cock as you chased your own high.

"fuck," sylus let out as he took a hold of his cock and began to jerk off to the image of your naked body, how it would feel if his hand was finally your tight little hole. "shit."

he would treat you so right as he fucked you into oblivion, until you can no longer think of anything but his cock, until you were drunk on his cock, wanting more of his cum as he fucked it deeper into you.

he would hold onto you so tight as he fucked you, slapping your ass as you begged for more, more of his cock, he would hols you tight until handprints were evident on your hips and wrists.

maybe then he would kiss you as he ravaged your hole, until your eyes were rolled to the back of your head. maybe then he would degrade you as he chokes you or maybe praise you every time you did a good job at sucking his cock.

he would drive his cock into you in different positions; missionary, doggy, full nelson, pirate's bounty, suspended, or whatever. or maybe you some bondage play; hogtie, frogtie, handcuffs, shibari, or anything he can name of.

maybe mirror sex would work too. he would love to look at the faces you make as he fucked you, looking staright into your eyes through the mirror. he would watch as you arched your back and cum just from having his cock inside you.

he would watch you squirt into his hand as he jerked your sensitive cock off. or he could play with your nipples as he presses himself deeper inside you, abusing your prostate as he tells you about breeding you, about getting you pregnant.

"fuck, i'm cumming!" sylus exclaimed as he threw his head back, ropes of white spurted out of his cock as he jerked himself faster, wanting to just fuck you already. "goddammit, (m/n). choosing him over me."

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over the past few days, you've been wondering why sylus still hasn't contacted you or ever approached you at uni. maybe it was your fault to begin with, you did reject him after his confession.

"(m/n)? is there something bothering you?" rafayel who was seated in front of you asked with a raised brow, you answered with a smile and a shake of your head. "it's sylus, isn't it?"

you were about to retort but sighed as you nodded and plaved your arms on top of the table. "rafayel, i really care for sylus as a friend. currently, i feel like my daily routine's not complete when he doesn't text me, message me, or talk to me at uni. he just stares at me then walks off. am i a bad friend?"

the purple-haired male hummed as he placed his utensils down and looked at you. "then why don't you tell him exactly how you feel, (m/n). you did reject his confession," he told you, you pursing your lips as you sighed.

"but i...i really do treasure sylus as a friend. i already know he sees me the same way as i do for him but what if something wrong happens in between of our relationship? wouldn't it be awkward between me and him? i don't want to lose him," you reasoned out, slamming your head down on the table. "i'm really sorry for using you, rafayel."

rafayel chuckled and continued eat his takoyaki. "it's alright, i mean you're my friend. i'll help any way i can. but you better sort yourself out before things go out of control, students really think we're already dating. i wouldn't want to ruin the reputation of the student body president."

you let out a groan and looked at him. "i mean, we never confirmed that we were dating. so that's actually on them. what if we were just friends, really? really close friends. have they even see us kiss? probably not."

the other male offered you a takoyaki and you gladly took it from him. somehow, rafayel felt shivers down his spine as he fed you a piece of his takoyaki, as if someone was staring at him, no murdering him in their mind.

rafayel turned his head to look around until his eyes met a certain crimson ones, looking straight into his eyes, eyebrows furrowed as he gripped on his knife a little too tightly. the purple-haired male gulped before turning back towards you.

"uhm, i-i think you should start sorting out your feelings before he eventually comes and murders me in my sleep," he stated, you raising a brow as you looked at him in confusion.

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days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. it has exactly been a month and a half that you and sylus eventually stopped communicating. you didn't know what to do exactly, this was the longest time you and your best friend has never talked.

your conflicts were usually resolved within a day but it's now been a month and a half. how was sylus doing? does he even wonder what you've been doing?

you sighed and threw the wrapper of your finished club sandwich into the trash can before finally walking off to head towards your next major class, until you were blocked by someone. you looked up at the person and widened your eyes in shock, the man you jave just been thinking abiut was standing right in front of you.

"we have to talk," sylus stated, his usually styled hair was unkempt and he looked so upset. "i just can't give up on you like this, not when my opponent is a puny nobody," he added through his gritted teeth.

with a raised brow, you looked up at him and raised a brow. "seriously? you're not even gonna ask how i've been? i've seriously been worried sick about you, sylus! i didn't know what you were doing, what was happening, you never contacted me."

he scoffed. "well, what went around did come back around. i mean i confessed and was rejected, guess i got a taste of my own medicine," he reasoned out as he tucked his hands inside his jacket's pockets. "give me another chance."

"hah, are you implying i should cheat on rafayel?" you pointed out, sylus' nose scrunching in anger before he grabbed onto your shoulders and looked straight into your eyes. "what the hell?"

"i can treat you so much better! why can't you just choose me? i know i can fuck you better!" sylus shouted, making you blush in embarrassment as you covered his mouth and glared at him.

you removed your hands from his mouth and removed his hands from your shoulders. "what the hell are you doing? are you trying to cause a scandal of some sort?" you asked him, adjusting your bag's strap on your shoulder and sighed. "guess it really is time for us to talk."

you two sat at a nearby bench and you mentally prepared yourself to explain everything, hoping sylus would understand. "look, sylus. rafayel and me aren't dating, i'm just using him to somehow forget about you."

sylus looked at you with a confused look. "what? why?"

"i like you, sylus. i've liked you since way back in middle school but i was afraid that us being friends would be ruined. who's to say that nothing's gonna go wrong between us? if we do end up dating each other then breakup, i wouldn't only be losing my lover but my best friend too," you told him, and for the first time, sylus looked as if he was considering your feelings.

you continued, "i was scared that all of that could be gone after that. sylus, i just really don't wanna lose you."

the silver-haired male looked away before he sighed and looked at you with a smile. "who said i would let that happen? once we're together, i won't ever let you go. i would lock you up even if you told me you don't want to."

after that talk with sylus, you and rafayel finally clarified it through a public post in your university's 'publicity' post which was posted by your news committee friend, zayne.

"wow, so rafayel and (m/n) weren't together?"

"i mean they never did officially announce they were dating."

"the prince? and that jerk?"

you listened to everything they said as you walked through the halls but paid no mind to it. you just exited your afternoon class' room and was on your way to meet with sylus in front of the school's gate. he promised you a date yesterday.

little later, you received a text from rafayel.

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little fishy: congrats, (m/n). i can finally have a peace of mind.

you: wdym???

little fishy: your boyfriend's been staring daggers at me the past few days. he must've hated seein you woth me.

you: haha, sorry

little fishy: it's fine. i'm just really glad you finally sorted out your feelings

you: [typing] thanks for the|

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"hey, look where you're going or you're gonna miss me," sylus stated as he snatched your phone from you, looking at your phone before glaring at you. "the hell? why are you still texting this lemurian weirdo?"

you scoffed and took your phone from the other male who offered you the second helmet that he was holding. you took a hold of it as well and walked towards his bike. "rafayel is still a friend, sylus. are you jealous?"

sylus smirked before he leaned closer towards you and plaved a hand on your bum then squeezed it, making you squeal as you looked up at him with red donning your cheeks at the sudden action. "don't test me, sweetie. you might regret it."

"make me."

sensing the challenge in your tone made the silver-haired male smirk as he got on his bike and waited for you to get on then said, "then you better hold on to your sanity while you're still in your right mind."

[yougavememyopia]

OH MY GOD UR MASOCHIST YAN DRIVES ME INSANE TOO oh my god oh my godddd OOOOHHHHH MY GODDDD GFRRRGAVBNCJJSJKDKDOAODOOAKAKNFNHCHUEOROGLKSJSJHFJDODOAODI

wouldn’t it be so funny to imagine if crybaby yan and masochist yan had to fight over you somehow?? maybe a 3 roommate situation HAHA like masochist yan is so confident at flirting but you’re easily annoyed by him versus crybaby who struggles asserting himself but you have a soft spot for…. IM GOING CRAZYYUYYYYUSUDIAJOAOO

They would not get along.

Masochist yandere is mean to anyone who isn't you. He wants to isolate you as much as possible so he can have all your attention for himself and himself only. He wants to get rid of Crybaby yan as fast as possible. Get him evicted and then turn his room into a "game" room. But he can't. You actually like that pathetic mess for some reason he can't understand.

His go-to manipulation tactic is making you exhausted to resist. Constantly pleading. Talking your ear off so you have to agree with what he says. Still, you somehow remain resilient in your decision. No matter how much he tries to sugarcoat his words like always, or argue how Crybaby yan is literally a useless waste of space. You don't budge. Much to his demise, you threaten to kick him out instead.

Anytime Masochist yan did something that bothered his sensitive roommate, he'd get a scolding. Crybaby yan would aggregate his actions, just to get more of your pity. Burying his face into your neck and putting his legs around your waist. You'd shush him and pet his head, glaring at the guy who made him cry. He looks at you dumbfounded like, "Seriously, you're gonna take his side?"

If you start to doubt Crybaby yan, he knew exactly how to guilt-trip you. Puppy eyes. Pouty lips. Tears easily rolling down his cheeks. The perfect victim with his helplessness act.

As much as Masochist yan actually loves when you yell at him and get all angry, he doesn't like how the other boy was getting most of your time. He doesn't want to be just an annoying shit you bicker with. He also wants your affection— your hugs and headpats— his jealousy really obvious.

"So when I ask to cuddle, it's annoying. When he does it, it's adorable? That's not fair.... Augh! Look what you did. You made me cry! Is that what you wanted? Huh? Is that what you're into, you perv? Seeing boys cry?"

He'd plop down beside you on your shared couch and grumpily look to the side. His whines stopping. You slowly thread your fingers through his hair like the other yandere lying on your lap. And just like that, he melts into you like a pudding. Shamelessly whimpering with his eyes closed. Brows furrow as he hugs your side tight. Eventually, they both learn to get along.

Unlike Crybaby yan—who doesn't openly talk about his feelings (unless it's saying how he doesn't want you to ever leave)—Masochist yan tells you exactly what he thinks. Even if not appropriate. He values honesty, so to him, being a tattletale is justified.

When you come home from a long day, Masochist yan is quick to give you a report of what you missed before you could even step inside.

Standing on his tippy toes to look taller and crossing his arms while he loudly began to speak. "The little creep you love so much sneaks into your room and smells your dirty laundry! Isn't he so gross? You're disgusted, right?"

Poor Crybaby yan looks paler than usual as he looks away from you with teary eyes. Unable to face you, dreading your reaction. Anger causes him to finally speak back against his irritating peer. "W-well, at least I don't s-steal the clothes like you."

"I don't steal, I burrow!" Masochist yan argues back, knowing well he doesn't have an actual point. "And I asked before I took something."

"A-are you serious? You ran away with it before you could get denied—"

"—Boys, boys, boys. That's enough!" You walk to stand between them abruptly. Arms on either shoulders, feeling their muscles tense up. "You're both in a lot of trouble, y'know..."

They glance at each other for a moment, then at you. Your playful words rousing sinful thoughts for one and petrified ideas for another. Different kind of scenerios of how you could punish them rushing in their mind. A playful hum and a scared squeak when you tug their arms and push them inside.

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I WAS LITERALLY IMAGINING THE SAME THING!!!! LIKE THE EXACT. SAME. THOUGHT. Thank you for pulling this idea out of its dark bottomless pit~

Now, let's turn it into smut.

[zoswriting]

queen pls i need more of dad shoto🙏

ask, and you shall receive.

✦ don’t eat the baby.

⤷ synopsis : your baby’s cute as fuck. that’s it. that’s the synopsis.

⤷ a/n : my bad this is so late HAHAHA i’ve been trying to think of a scenario for the longest time </3 writer’s block is insane, hence this short-ish little thing. my baby fever will always be worse, though.

⤷ warnings : fluff, cuteness aggression, shoto taking everything literally, dad!shoto, husband!shoto, you have a daughter called rumi (she’s basically gonna be the basis for all of my baby scenarios unless stated otherwise), probably some other stuff i can’t think of right now

every time you think shoto couldn't be more perfect, you're proven wrong. every time, without fail. how have you been proven wrong this time?

shoto's sitting in the rocking chair you begged him to buy (although he really didn't need much convincing, he could not say no to you when you were pregnant. he still can't say no to you.) with a bottle in hand. your daughter is gently cradled against him, her head and body tilted in the perfect position for her to be fed, her little eyes slowly, slowly falling shut as she drank her milk, provided to her by your husband. that definitely isn't rare, but it doesn't happen often, either.

he doesn't notice you in the doorway straight away, focused on making sure your child is being properly fed rather than anything else. he only notices you when he sees a figure go to sit down on the bean bag in the corner of rumi's nursery, and he turns his head, just to be met with your adoring gaze and soft smile.

"hi," is all he says—whispers, more like—before his line of sight is directed on rumi again. you smile a little harder, loving the scene in front of you. god, you wish you could take a picture of this and keep it with you forever. it's silent for a little while longer, apart from the soft sounds of your breathing and your daughter drinking from her bottle.

"you're so natural like this, you know? i love seeing you all... domestic. it's so sweet," you say softly, leaning forward with your elbow on your knee and your chin propped up onto your hand as you continue to stare at him. he raises an eyebrow at your words.

"what, exactly, are you telling me, love? that you find me attractive when i'm being a father?" he muses, to which you glare at him playfully and roll your eyes.

"haha, funny. honestly though? kind of. you get all gentle and tender when you’re holding her and it's really cute."

"i'm flattered, truly."

your little conversation momentarily pauses there, but your glances at him don't. not when he puts rumi’s bottle down because she’s turning her head away, not when he gently lifts her up whilst placing her head on his shoulder and starts tenderly patting her back to burp her, and definitely not when he finally stands to put her in her cot. you stand too, watching the way shoto carefully peels her off of his shoulder and sets her down in a way as to not jostle her too much. he sets her little rabbit teddy just in the top corner of her cot, leaning down to give her pudgy, baby cheek a kiss.

he turns towards you when he feels you stand next to him, his arm wrapping around your shoulder. you lean into him and just take in the sight before you. your baby, the life you both created (you could go on a whole tangent about how it’s ’so crazy two people are able to make a whole human’, which he’s heard countless times before during your late night conversations), your whole entire world just peacefully asleep.

“i’m gonna eat her,” you mutter mindlessly. cuteness aggression, as people call it, really hits you full swing in moments like this.

shoto pulls back just slightly to look at you. “please don’t. i kind of like having a not-eaten daughter,” he says softly, yet so, so seriously, it’s comical.

you huff out an amused breath, looking up at him. you’re tempted to to correct him, tell him that you’re not actually serious, but you think that he knows as much, so you decide to play around a little more. “fine. i’m eating you, then,” you turn your head back and lean in, gently biting his shoulder. he doesn’t flinch, just stares down at you with a glare that’s both incredulous yet also fond.

“what are you doing?”

“eating you, ‘cause you won’t let me eat her.”

“i don’t think that’s very wise.”

“shut up,” you bite him a little harder.

“okay.”

you pull away from his shoulder, sighing as he won’t let you win. instead, you both just look below you at your baby girl. his arm goes to wrap around your waist, gently reeling you in closer to him without any further words spoken.

your daughter stirs just slightly, her face contorting into a tiny frown before relaxing. you smile, looking up at shoto, who kisses your head.

you don’t think anything could be better than this.

[walpu]

hey, hey, I don't know how many times I've read your post "pre-relationship" especially aventurine part (omg i love how you write abt him 😭). I wonder how it will be once they are in a relationship and the kissing part please :3 thank u and have a nice day!

THANK YOUUUUU

Hope you'll enjoy this post too💛💛💛

being in a relationship with Aventurine

characters - Aventurine notes - gn!reader, fluff, hurt/comfort (do I even write something other that hurt/comfort for him lmao), no beta

can be seen as a part 2 of this post but it can stan on it's own as well

Aventurine

It would take quite some time for Aventurine to move from the pre-relationship stage with you. Will dance around the subject, throwing hints and flirty remarks but as for making an actual move? Oof.

Would cling to your side and shamelessly say something like "aww, can't get enough of me? people may think we're dating <З unless that's what you want them to think haha"

Pathetic. /affectionally.

But seriously, he really wants to be sure that you like him before making a move. That you like him, not his money, not the idea of him. At least that's what he tells himself. And while this is part of the reason, the actual thing is that he's simply... confused. He's already more vulnerable around you than he ever was around anyone else. And dating means being even more vulnerable.

While he yearns for this genuine connection he's also a scared of it. Tim Kreider wrote the line "If we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known" about him actually.

It would take some time for him to get used to being in relationship. In the previous post I've mentioned that he, most likely, had some short flings in the past. I seriously doubt that he ever had any serious relationship before you though. It's so new to him. At first it would seem like nothing has changed between the two of you at all. Surprisingly, it looks like he even became a bit more distant.

Aventurine doesn't want to attract any unwanted attention to your relationship since it will only endanger you. Plus he doesn't want to overwhelm you. Plus he doesn't want to overwhelm himself. Plus he is scared shitless.

He can't help but feel that he looses everything he holds dear. After all, it's been like that for all of his life. And he simply can't loose you.

Mini spoiler for his leaked character story, but there is a moment there when he looks at the aventurine stone Diamond gave him and he realizes that despite the fact that he worked so hard for it, now that he has it, it holds no real value since it doesn't fill the emptiness inside of him. Logically, he knows that this won't happen with you. He loves you too much. But there's this subconscious fear inside of him that he's just so messed up inside that he simply would not be able to love you like you deserve.

Be patient with him, this mans doesn't know what he's doing. Don't give up on him and he'll crawl to your side, holding onto you for dear life.

Once he will calm down a bit, he'll make it up for all those times when you were the one reaching out to him. Texts you, calls you, arranges spontaneous dates.

In the beginning of relationship would spoil you with expensive gifts. He knows what it's like to have nothing so he doesn't want you to ever feel this way. And the best way to prevent it? To make sure that you will have anything and everything. Maybe it's a subconscious way to bribe you. Maybe. Not like he realizes it himself.

Once he'll feel more stable and more confident, his gift giving tendencies will get less overwhelming. He still like giving you gifts but now he picks and chooses. His sugar darling deserves only the best, after all.

Acts all clingy, playful and unserious but actually listens to your every word and is ready to fulfil your every need.

Is actually very caring. Shows his care by pestering you and easing you tho.

If you feel down, will sit stay by your side. May randomly start tickling you, if you're ticklish. If not, will find another way to touch you in a playful and somewhat annoying way. After you cheer up a bit, Aven will put his chin on your shoulder and hugs your waist, softly asking what happen and why is his dearest darling seems sad.

As for kisses. Aven will loooove covering your face with butterfly kisses. And not only your face. Will randomly grab your hand and kiss your knuckles and fingertips. If you've made a mistake of exposing your shoulder then be ready for it to be kissed endlessly.

Adores kissing those parts of your body that are usually covered with clothes. It feels fore intimate for him.

And if you have freckles or/and beauty marks. Oh well. Will trace them with his fingertips, connecting them with some invisible lines and sometimes gasp playfully, saying that he found his constellation. Just a silly little guy being a silly little guy.

So touch-starved it's unreal.

Has very mixed feeling about his tattoo being kissed. Would feel... weirs if you would kiss it during your casual cuddling session. He exposes it for the world to see, yes. But still, when it attracts attention of someone who knows the meaning behind it... Makes him a bit tense, it catches him off-guard. However, if you kiss it after a lovemaking session or when he shares some painful memories with you, he will feel reassured.

Will slowly start crawling out of his shell when he's with you. Before he only shared some brief memories of his past with you, now he'll start slowly opening up about other, much more painful stuff.

It still happens randomly and out of the blue. He remembers something, he tenses up. But now, instead of repressing this feelings, he shares them with you.

Don't push him too talk, he'll slowly open up on his own.

Loves waking up next to you. Especially if you're still asleep. Seeing the sun shining on your face fills him with love and tenderness. Only with you by his side he feels truly safe.

[lycheeloving]

I'm currently re-watching the first season of the Witcher... I forgot how much I love Geralt. So I had to write yandere headcanons for him ofc:

He still has to hunt monsters, but he tries to keep it to a minimum, as to not endanger you

When he does have to do something dangerous, he leaves you at the safest place that's nearby-ish. He doesn't tie you down, so you can still run away if you're in danger. At the beginning, this means he always has to chase you down after he gets back, but he couldn't live with himself if you got hurt because you couldn't get away from some monster.

That being said, you quickly realize that Geralt does, in fact, leave you in the safest place possible, whether that's an inn in a town or somewhere in a forest. Running away usually only gets you into trouble that Geralt has to save you from, so at some point you stop running. He always finds you in no time anyways, because of his enhanced senses. You might as well stay where you are, that's less exhausting.

He doesn't punish you for running away. He thinks it's annoying and might grumble and complain a bit while carrying you back, but that's all. He knows that this isn't an ideal situation for you and how could you ever love him, but he just can't live without you.

He does teach you some basic self-defense stuff, and how to act around certain monsters, so you're not totally unprepared if something were to happen. Usually the only thing you should do is run, though. (He teaches you for which monsters you should stand still, so you don't make a horrible mistake)

You'll sleep outside most of the time.

Downside: he insists on cuddling while you sleep. His arms are around you like a vice and you can't go anywhere. Plus the floor is uncomfortable (even if he has started to carry more comfortable sleeping bags etc with him bc you kept complaining) and cold. Really cold.

Upside: At least Geralt runs hot, so he keeps you warm?

Being outside all the time also means you usually have to bathe in various rivers and lakes... Geralt always stands guard with his sword in his hand. Just in case. He has to look at you, to keep you safe! Not because he likes seeing you naked or anything...

If you're ever in a town, don't expect the people there to help you. Nobody wants to enrage a Witcher, especially not the butcher of Blaviken...

Geralt will let you talk to others if you want, as long as you (or they) aren't flirting. He gets jealous easily. So if you don't want them to "mysteriously" disappear, try to be careful about how you talk to others. And who you talk to.

Doesn't care if other people call him names because he's used to it, but if anyone makes a comment about you because you're with him? They're dead.

Lets you ride Roach. of course.

I feel like he would still be friends with Jaskier. Jask would just think you're being silly if you talk about how Geralt kidnapped you and won't let you leave or whatever. "Haha, yeah, I get it, I keep coming back to him as well, his life is just so fascinating! So, what did you think about my new song?". Useless in helping you escape, but at least he's fun to be around. Might try to hit on you once, but immediately realizes that he should never do that again if he wants to live keep being friends with Geralt.

I feel like Yennefer would flirt with you and make demeaning comments like "Can I borrow your little toy?" about you, to piss Geralt off. You don't like when she's there because she always makes him feel like he needs to prove that you're his.

Will probably leave a bite mark on your neck, to mark you as his. So everyone knows not to touch you, even if he's not around.

Yes, he'll take you to Kaer Morhen. The others make fun of him for "acting like a lovesick puppy". He doesn't care, as long as they're not making fun of you. If someone does make fun of you, Geralt will seriously hurt them, unless you convince him not to. In which case he'll have to hear even more comments about how he's totally whipped. But at least it makes the other Witchers like you more, if Geralt hurts them for you that just pisses them off, and in that case nobody has a good time.

[midnight1nk]

So, this week's episode...

[spoilers below cut]

chat, I'm not ready. I don't even know what to expect this episode and the Team's already like ":)" like. DON'T DO THAT TO ME, STAWP (/silly).

Pull yourself together, Ink!! Alright, let's check the notif....

MR. WPNZ???!?!

ok, Team, I was already expecting Puzzles to make an appearance but yall got me hooked with this episode with just this thumbnail. Love the Barbie and Ken Jail meme recreation for them 💙 (artists, you got your prompt)

ooh, "PrisonVision"! we are making a production in prison, huh Puzzles? I see you, I see you 😌↕️

I still don't know what to expect but I'm very excited AAAAAAA

evan i'm looking at you

(the following's my live reaction:)

starting off strong, are we?

"solitary confinement" ha, nailed it right on the head (ace attorney, is that you?)

why hello, Puzzles!! it's been *checks watch* oh... been forever ig

...who in the Team wrote this? bc I SWEAR—/silly

in all seriousness, I got reminded at the fact (as if I would forget) that Puzzles locked himself in his room for years, alone, and no one dared to check up on him. Now that I've thought about it, a lot of his "places" like the TV dimension has a lot of open space, huh. Definitely affecting Puzzles mentally but, like he said, at least Leggy 2.0 is here

"1948"? that's oddly specific number. "You're writing that down already?" well ofc I am :) we'll come back to this afterward

THE ANIMATION THO (the budget out of control /j /ref)

😨

the wotfi '24 refs.... that desperation in Puzzles' words..... *head in hands*

alone again, just him and the tv......

well, surely this won't absolutely break Puzzles completely and make him worse 😀👍

I did say that the justice system's iffy

....question, and surely I can't be the only one:

why are we zooming in to that security camera for?

Is Puzzles gonna use it to contact the outside world? Or something else bc there's absolutely no reason why we get 5 seconds for this.... unless?

NOW now, I'm not going to say it rn bc it might be nothing, but I do have a few ideas :)

I never got the chance to say this before, but I find Puzzles' prison outfit pretty funny, it being just his iconic suit but it was as if he was dipped into a tub with orange paint. Obviously, it could just be that the Team couldn't have Puzzles in an actual prison jumpsuit for WOTFI '24, but love the idea that the prison did have Puzzles dipped into orange paint (he would've probably been devastated for what happened to his precious suit)

if this ever gets canon, y'know what that means: new outfit for post-prison-escape Puzzles!!!

I gotta say, as a graphic designer, love the logo!! really fun and it vibe the show's vibes! also leave it for Puzzles to create a title like this, haha

PRISON ESCAPE LET'S GOOOO

oh, we even got Marty for tryouts (considering what happened earlier, I'm wondering how Marty's "son" is doing)

well Marty definitely got connections but really doesn't get his.... cardboard hands(?) dirty unless he absolutely has to. Usually, it would be the henchmen working for him, taking more of the silent but clever route (I gotta respect it)

AMAZON HQ??!?!?

Ah, this episode takes place a bit before the end of SOTC

I'm SO glad we're getting some questions answered, especially for me (<- a theorist) and I can finally piece a timeline

anyway WPNZ IS BACK

this feels very aligned with what I talked about in previous redemption talk how much of lessons/morals WPNZ had was based on his childhood and/or adulthood in Hitman Inc.

(Disclaimer, it doesn't mean what he did was justified but rather understandable. It's a lot more deep than this)

🫵 there's the son

man, the fact that Marty can have his son in prison but Puzzles doesn't get Leggy 2.0? the justice system smh

I am a tree :D

ooh, hold on. spill the tea!! who's "he"?

🤨🏳️‍🌈⁉️ like seriously, Puzzles did his fruity hand gesture and everything

Toomp? that's a silly name to say hehe. Toomp :)

there's no tooth fairy, there's no easter bunny. And there's no queen of england /ref AJK:LJ Toomp did that

"57"? jotting that number down too

let's see Toomp!!

I just had this lil' guy for 5 seconds and already, I'm willing to do crimes for him. dead serious

RESPECT TOOMP 😤

"he just ate a guy" yes and he's our son now

wait, Puzzles had a tv plasma this whole time? (I was referring his head earlier, I didn't mean.... nvm)

OOP there's WPNZ

*record scratch* I thought Hitman Inc. was a secret corporation?? huh, ig I was wrong (unless this was a disguised villain channel bc it's "Bob's Random News" and not the usual "SMG4 News")

*points at Puzzles* this TV man is SO in awe with WPNZ oh my god......

I would've love to know who did this scene and that VA delivery??? lowkey fruity ngl

also Toomp is just there. he's just a little guy

HE CAN SHAPE INTO A SIGNAL? yeah that makes sense

duct tape, very convenient for the job :)

OH, a mini TV dimension

"my little delinquent" the nicknames already???

CHRIS AND SWAG HI (it was nice to see them for a bit)

WAITWAITWAIT hold on

we already got a camera looking at Puzzles in his cell, then who's recording the events in SOTC??? Hitman Inc perhaps?

"my little fletching" gunshow shippers, how are yall holding up?

↑ also curious why Puzzles went with that name

Mr WPNZ: "Hard pass" OH I actually didn't expect that

hold up, the Team's actually cooking here! let me explain: as we seen it in previous episodes and in the beginning of this one, everyone's got a black and white lens on both of them with Puzzles occasionally being called a "TV freak" (first being said by Meggy in the PV movie), and WPNZ as a literal walking weapon bc of genetics and likely the main reason Hitman Inc "recruited" him in the first place. Failure of a showman and family man, that's all they ended up to be, as seen by everyone else. And ofc they say the exact same thing to each other bc they just met

anyway, for something completely different, I gotta share how funny this frame is

Puzzles really said ":("

"deal"? 👀

ERASING MEMORIES??!?!?

listen, WPNZ definitely done some bad stuff but erasing all his memories of his family??? damn, that's a big thing dealing with here. Some are definitely bad memories (final fight in SOTC) but I'm sure WPNZ has some he's fond of. I can see why WPNZ is hesitating a bit

junkyard, ey?

And so it actually begins AAAAA

Congrats to TenkuuTheMenkuu for your art being featured in the end credits!! 🎉

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

OH MY GOD, what a fantastic episode! Team, yall really cooked with this one and did such a good job 💙🎉 REALLY COOKED WITH THIS ONE!! I'll admit, I was half-expecting us to start off where we last left all with Meggy, so this was a great surprise :) AND WPNZ IS BACK 👏

And y'know, this episode is a treat for the theorists, trust.

There were a lot of questions as to how Puzzles was doing in prison and how she contacted the outside world (ie. WPNZ). We had our speculation, and y'know me, but it's so nice when things get confirmed for us. Helps piecing a timeline together :D Not just that, it bring a lot more context to Puzzles' proposal at the end of SOTC. As long as he had Leggy 2.0, Puzzles was pretty content all things consider. Not that it's exactly considered healthy but L2 was technically emotional support for a troubled and traumatized guy. Then for Leggy 2.0 to be gone just like that AND being demeaning to Puzzles -> it was really emotional for me, felt SO bad for her.

It's what was the start of the episode: alone in that isolating room, her and the tv known from childhood.

Really, I love how Puzzles was written in this episode (yall know me and complex characters) and do hope we get to see more. Now, knowing what yall came for, let's talk about her and WPNZ:

As mentioned earlier, I'm so glad this wasn't a simple easy partnership from the get-go (calling each other what others told them before, WPNZ conflicted about the memory part of the deal). The two do get what they need in the deal in some way, Puzzles gets a partner-in-crime from the outside to help her escape and WPNZ gets to be put back together from the SOTC aftermath, a sort of callback from what WPNZ was struggling with at the beginning. Then, there's the rest of the deal, and the question of the hour:

Do I think WPNZ would get his memories erased?

It's certainly a loaded question and realistically too early to call, but I don't think so. (1) Puzzles technically doesn't have that power (she would've otherwise used it on the Crew already), so at most, she would have WPNZ go into static mode and block his memories instead.

(2) This is the first time they met, and it'll makes sense story wise that as the plan goes on, the more they get to know each other. After all, if they're gonna execute this right, they're gonna have to trust each other, for starters. Besides that, Puzzles got a glimpse of WPNZ's life (with SOTC clips) while WPNZ has no idea who Puzzles is. I'd imagine that his experience working in Hitman Inc would push WPNZ to ask her, gotta know who he's dealing with.

(3 and perhaps a bit sidetracked) According to Puzzles, she said she could "fix" WPNZ and make him better by erasing those memories. Now, you can interpret the "fix" part as is, WPNZ gets his limps back and functioning. If I'm assuming things right, it's the same junkyard Puzzles was after PV and before Mario found her there, so she would know there's scraps/tools for WPNZ to use. But I can also see "fixing" in the other sense. The news story showed off WPNZ's record like an idealized criminal, it's what got Puzzles to choose him as partner-in-crime. But the conflict of wanting a family and his lessons/morals influenced by Hitman Inc, it's what's troubling WPNZ. That doubt in accepting the "erasing memories" part. He isn't the same criminal he once was, bc if he was, he wouldn't be bothered remembering Karen and the kids when he was trying to put himself back together. Aside at the fact that Puzzles couldn't experience what being in a loving family was like, let alone a supporting father, when she was neglected at such a young age. And we have yet to know WPNZ's childhood, but again inner turmoil.

But that's the interesting part, isn't it: Puzzles offers WPNZ to forget while she herself still remembers.

Puzzles strives for the flawless plan, the next big thing. Her productions, Puzzle Park. Hell, even her TV head. And yet, she's stuck in the past. The grudges she holds not only against the Crew but also her dad. She gets emotionally attached with Leggy 2.0 bc of how much the OG meant for her, refusing to let go of her first ever friend. what Puzzles creates is to prove her worth, the "best I can do", but it has to be flawless. Perfect. Or else, then what was what forth, she'd be "nothing" in her eyes.

She can't forget. It is these kind of episodes got me thinking like this. And that's how y'know it's good writing right there, keep it up Team!! Again, I can't wait to see more of Puzzles and WPNZ, the development of their partnership. Regardless if you ship them or not, you can't tell me they're not two sides of the same coin. Back to answering the actual question, a possible route could be that (by the end) they'll still have their partnership but the terms of the deal will change over time once they get to know each other better. But ofc, they'll still go on with the revenge plan against the Crew bc that's still going on.

Then we got TOOMP. I love Toomp being the antagonist team, and it's crazy to find out that it's an OC created by Evan (if you happen to see this, dude, love this lil' guy very much :D), but also shoutout to Braden getting to animate him. I'm very excited to see Toomp in future episodes!!

While we're at it, I do wanna give a big shoutout to the fandesigned Puzzles faces that got a chance to be featured in this episode, congrats!! Anyway, let's see what final thoughts I got. I checked over what the significance of "1948"' (Puzzles' number) and from what I was able to gather, it was an important year for TV to transition from a simple invention to a mass-produced device/tech as well as medium. (Now that's as much as I can offer since I'm American and get those results first smh). For "Cell 57", I don't about that yet. We'll save that for another time [Note "57" Added to the Court Record]

Oh man, I'm just so hyped about this arc and y'know I am so ready getting theories together. That's all from me, I'll see yall next time and remember: numbers always go first!

Now, with that settled: WHO IS WATCHING OVER PUZZLES WITH THAT SECURITY CAM? istg it might be the secret twist for this arc, who knows

[mastermindmiko]

Milestones

Pairing: Fred Weasley + fem!reader

summary: A small blurb of a night at the burrow in bed with Fred

Word count: 762

Warnings: none, but lmk

Requests are open

I wrote this in a grand total of fifteen minutes at 1am, so if there's any mistakes please don't mind them, and let me know

masterlist

"I'm sorry about my family" Fred whispers so low that I almost don't hear him. I move my head to the side to face him with a frown. I ask, "what?"

"They can be a little much sometimes I know." Fred continues and I find myself even more confused. I place one of my hand's to his face and I ask, "what makes you say that?"

He doesn't say anything, but I don't press, hoping that he will say something anyway. I rub my thumb in soft circles over his cheek, and I shuffle a bit under the covers. He holds my wrist, taking my hand off his face to press a kiss to my palm. Even after dating for a while now, I still get butterflies.

"I've been told that my family comes on a bit strong. Mom with her affection, dad with all his muggle gadgets, Charlie with the dragons-" Fred starts but I cut him off, unable to hear him say anything else, "Fred, no don't say that. I love your family."

"Really?" Fred asks, hesitantly. I nod my head eagerly, and ask, "what made you think that Fred?"

"I wanted you to like me- I didn't want my family to freak you out." Fred replies with a small blush on his cheeks. I smile at him and say, "if you haven't noticed Fred I do like you, that's why I'm your girlfriend."

"Hopefully it stays that way." Fred mumbles as he pulls me closer to him. I nuzzle my face into his chest as he wraps his arms around me. He rests his chin on my head and I don't think I've ever felt more relaxed. He asks, "well aside from my family, how was your day?"

"It was good, I read a new book, it was great." I say as I recall the events of what I'm sure is now one of my favourite books. Fred says, "you can tell me all about it tomorrow."

"But nothing else really, what about you?" I ask him lifting my head up so I can look at his gorgeous brown eyes. He smiles and says, "George and I found a good location for the shop, it's in diagon alley and above it, there is a good apartment-it's all within the budget of course."

"Fred, that's great. I'm so excited for you." I beam at the wonderful news, and I can see that mischievous and excited look in his eyes, the same one he always had when he was about to prank someone, except that this time it was bigger.

"The apartment is great too, two bathrooms, two bedrooms- that is if you don't mind us sharing the apartment with George" Fred rambles, and I blink for a second before realising. I tease, " Fredrick gedion weasley! Is this your way of asking me to move in with you?"

He rubs the back of his neck, sheepishly. He says, " I kind of hoped that you wouldn't notice and just say yes. Things have been going well, I just thought that it was time- unless of course you don't want to-"

"Of course I want to, you idiot." I cut him off and nuzzle my head back into his chest. He wraps his arms more tightly around me and he presses a kiss to the top of my head and whispers, "good."

"Its got a big kitchen too since I know you like to bake." Fred says like he's still trying to convince me to move in with him, I would move in with him into a swamp if he asked me to. I reply, "Just some anxiety cookies no big deal."

"It doesn't matter what's their cause what matters is that they're damn good and by the way I love you" He says quickly that I almost don't catch it. My goes go wide and I look up at him and tease, "Crossing off a lot of big milestones today, Fred. What's next you're gonna pop out an engagement ring then tell me you're pregnant"

"Haha very funny" He replies, sarcastically, avoiding my gaze. I continue with a wide grin, I still can't believe he said it, "No seriously should I buy baby clothes, get you my ring size-"

"Go to sleep, love." He whispers before turning to the side to close the bedside lamp. I'm still smiling when I say, "Okay."

I wait a few seconds before pressing a knee to his cheek and wrapping my arms around his torso. I say, cheerfully, "I love you too by the way, goodnight."

[tomlivingspace]

just wanna say your fernsong takes are so refreshing bc this fandom is extremely childish and misognystic and u arent allowed to hate male characters unless theyre comically evil ♥️ nice to see another lesbian who doesnt care for chars like fernsong

i think its normal considering the fandom is full of kids/people who primarily read warrior cats, so nuanced characters isn't something theyre really used to, haha. and because there are so many books and so many characters, a lot of people forget every character's actions that may make them more nuanced.

like for example. i absolutely DESPISE the fandom's perception of leafpool . her personality is primarily as she appears in the first book of tnp and then being a sadsack about giving her kittens away, when in reality leafpool is extremely impulsive, often selfish and judgemental, and quick to anger. despite her regretting giving her children away, her interactions with said children half of the time are her having virtually no patience for their questions and mistakes. but i guess as a reaction to the amount of hate leafpool got in earlier fandom times, people have to portray her as absolutely flawless and unwittingly manipulated by starclan instead of a very flawed character, because her being flawed wouldn't make her sympathetic to them.

it's a double standard of course, because characters like crowfeather and hawkfrost are still extremely popular despite the fact the former abuses his child and the latter abuses his sister and grooms ivypool. but no one blinks an eye because theyre male characters and its understood that you can like them because they're "nuanced", but at the same time people understand if you DONT like them because theyre flawed. so the problem with my fernsong portrayal is that in canon he's virtually flawless and i've added flaws to make him more interesting which some people view as an attack. plus i think some warrior cats fans view traditional femininity with virtual divinity? so the fact a MAN has two lines in canon that imply he could be traditionally feminine???

anyway most importantly you aren't a warrior cats fan if you don't take any criticism of your fave as seriously as if someone was bullying a real living person.

[illubean]

Valorant Protocol as Highschool Stereotypes

Characters: Chamber, Gekko, Iso, Jett, Killjoy, Neon, Phoenix, Raze, Sage, Skye, Viper, Yoru Type: Headcanons

HAHA help me valorant brainrot >.< also this is based off of my hs experience soooo yeah

Warnings: none

Chamber

your typical pretty boy

all the girls love him all the boys hate him

well...most of the girls love him

they follow him around to classes or offer him gifts or ask to sit with him at lunch etc.

and he eats up the attention every time

he's lab partners with Viper in Environmental Sciences and he likes trying to flirt with her

she actually hates him btw

Gekko

canonically he skateboards

but honestly? I can see him being on the dance team

he's so high energy, he needs some sort of outlet

he never misses an opportunity to show off his dance moves

homecoming? prom? he is the center of the dance circle

like Raze, he doesn't know how popular he is

he's just happy to have so many good friends that it doesn't even actually occur to him that he's considered "popular"

Iso

he's an ap art kid

like he walks around with a big ass sketchbook every day

always talking about his portfolio

Iso baby ily but please shut the fuck up about oil paints <3

he probably volunteered part of his summer break to come in and paint a mural for the school

I think he'd also take a piano class as like a schedule filler but he actually gets crazy good at it

Jett

pe tryhard

if you end up on the opposite team as her while playing dodge ball good luck 😓

she's always picked as team captain because literally no one else is excited as she is

she's sorta like Hairo from Saiki K 💀

she gets a lil mad when her teammates don't try

Killjoy

she's in robotics club

she's not very popular but that doesn't bother her at all

she heads straight to and from every class and spends her lunch period in the workshop unless Raze drags her off somewhere

not a lot of people actually know who she is, and if they do they just know her as 'Raze's Friend'

i think she'd remind the teacher about the homework and hit you with the "erm actually 🤓" tbh

Neon

she's on track and field/cross country

after every meet you can find her laying on the floor somewhere ready to puke bc she tries so hard to win 😭

she always ends up top 5 tho

she complains about practice but joins the team every year anyways

she carries her bag around all the time and if you open it there's like 10 water bottles in there

#hydratedqueen

Phoenix

theater kid DUHH

he's probably drama club president or sumn

bro will NOT let go of a specific song from a musical he was in his freshman year and it wasn't even his song 💀

he's been in every show every year and somehow he manages to land every role he wants

he's insanely good at the game 'bang' (mostly because he's louder than everyone else...)

he probably plans/hosts the cast parties too

Raze

she doesn't care much about her grades

she does the bare minimum and gets straight Cs

she's just here to have fun

everyone likes her because of her approachable personality

she doesn't think she's popular but she is

Sage

she's in the medical assistant class

she takes it very seriously, as she plans on going to medical school

even before taking the class she carries a first aid kit and other essentials everywhere she goes

you need a bandaid? ibuprofen? a pad or tampon? she has it all

she's also ASB president

school events literally would not be able to run without her

lets just say her college applications/resume will look REALLY good...

Skye

she also took medical assistant but was less crazy about it than Sage

she just follows her friend's lead

she thinks the skills are useful but she doesn't see herself making it her career

but also I think she would play volleyball

she's a well rounded player but specializes most in defense

still, don't underestimate her bc this girl can SPIKE

Viper

she took every ap science class offered without taking the general ones first

she complains about getting any grade below an A...

"What are you talking about? That test was easy"

sorry not everyone is as smart as you Sabine 😑

she spends all her free time at chem tutoring (even though she doesn't need it)

Yoru

he thinks he looks cool and mysterious when he walks down the halls but he doesn't

everyone just thinks his mad all the time and stay out of his way 😭

randos try to pick fights with him bc he "looked at them wrong" (Yoru wins every time)

he's not exactly a 'quiet kid' but he does lay low when it comes to the social part of school

despite his 'bad boy' look, he has pretty good grades

he's also probably one of those guys that a handful of girls have a crush on but he has no idea

[amphibiahawks321]

Tifa taking care of a male reader who’s broken his leg but he loves being spoiled so after its healed he pretends it’s still broken.

[Tifa lays Y/N down onto the bed]'

Tifa : Okay you lay down while I get you some food okay?

M!Reader : Tifa this seriously isn't necessary you know-

Tifa : Yes it is...

M!Reader : ....

M!Reader : Okay fine....

10 Minutes later'

Tifa : I got your favs!

M!Reader : Woah.... T-thanks tifa

Tifa : ✨^v^

[Tifa sits next to Y/N]'

M!Reader : Hm? Don't you have somewhere to go?

Tifa : Nope! I'll stay here and keep you company!

[Tifa turns on the TV and plays (Your favorite show)]

M!Reader : ✨╹v╹⁠ yay-

6 Weeks later

☀️Morning time☀️

[Y/N slowly stands up]'

M!Reader : Finally! My leg healed!

[Y/N starts tapping his leg]'

M!Reader : Yep it's healed alright, can't wait to tell tifa!

M!Reader : ......

M!Reader : Do I want too though? I mean don't get me wrong I'm really happy my leg is healed, but these couple of weeks tifa and I have been having the best days...

M!Reader : She spoils me, always gets my favourite snacks, always there by my side and not to mention always chat with me everyday...

1 Week later

[Tifa enters Y/N's room]'

M!Reader : Hey tifa! What's up!

Tifa : ......

M!Reader : Umm... Something wrong?

Tifa : Explain....

M!Reader : .....

[Y/N starts panicking]'

M!Reader : Ha-haha e-explain what?

[Tifa holds Y/N's "Broken leg"]'

M!Reader : .....

[Y/N sighs in defeat]

M!Reader : How did you find out?

Tifa : I saw you walking to the refrigerator this morning....

Tifa : I'm not mad.... Well I probably should, unless you have a good reason....

M!Reader : Let me explain....

5 Minutes later

[Tifa sits beside Y/N]'

M!Reader : That's why I faked it... Because these couple of weeks with you have been the best weeks of my life... The affection you give me and not to mention the time we've binge watched my favorite show.... I'm really sorry tifa I just-!!!?!?

[Sees tifa starts tearing up]

M!Reader : Di-did I say something rude?! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry! I just-

Tifa : N-no it's not that

[Tifa weeps her tears]'

Tifa : That was just so... Sweet! I mean yes faking your leg still broken was pretty messed up

M!Reader : i know 💧╥_╥

Tifa : But.. I get what you're trying to say, these couple of weeks have been so much fun for me too... Do.... Do you wanna do these things again sometimes?

[Tifa starts Blushing]'

M!Reader Blushing : Yeah! I would love too!

Tifa : C-Cool!

[Tifa kiss Y/N's cheek making Y/N blushes redder]

Tifa : But seriously.... Don't fake your leg still broken again, even though you faked it only for a week I was still really worried about you...

M!Reader : Yeah💧^v^

[nthspecialll]

I’ve been thinking about the alternative reality epilogue where Arthur lives — and I just wanted to know your opinion on what you think he might do? Let’s say that he doesn’t have TB or somehow magically gets cured lol, what would he do for work? I assume that he’s still wanted unless he somehow manages to strike a deal with the Pinkerton’s like they attempted to do back in chapter two, but we all know that they aren’t exactly the most trustworthy people. So, do you reckon that he’ll stay at Beecher’s hope and just tries to do odd jobs every now and then? I always get the feeling that while he is more than welcome to stay with the Marston’s, that he would still want something of his own, since it seems like an insecurity to him; I mean he’s a middle aged man with no land, no education and no wife in the early 20th century and Arthur does seem to hold gender standards very seriously, especially when it comes to himself and his masculinity. Would he perhaps try to work as a hired gun? Since he’s a great shot and while he won’t tell his employer — he does know how to avoid ambushes, since he used to be the one doing it.

Anyways, feel free to ignore this haha, I know that I’ve written to your blog like twice before already and I don’t want to bombard you with questions — I just really find your takes on the red dead serious very intresting and I’m a sucker for different perspectives and interpretations. Have a nice day <3

You are ALWAYS welcome to send questions, I am just answering a bit late today because I had an exam, but I always answer as fast as I can.

I do not think he would stay with the Marstons either and that he would want something of his own. I think he would stick around at first, help them get to Canada or whereever it was they went right after the break, but then from there slit off to find something he could make something of.

That said, I don't think it would be too hard for him to find jobs... Mine worker, lumber man, building rail roads, he also knows how to herd and break horses so he could work as an older ranch hand like John, all these things, we see folk of all ages do them, some just trying to get by, others trynna strike rich. There were plenty of jobs for him to find but I think you are right about him being an amazing gun for hire, and with his skills I think the boss would know not to ask questions.

In general I think he would just try to get a semi normal life.

[moonsaver]

Hi! It’s @pix3lplays! (On anon because I have another account and I can’t switch which account I’m asking from haha)

I wanted to say thanks for being so nice when I responded to your comment on one of my posts~I really appreciated what you said hehe, definitely made me feel bit more confident and inspired me to keep writing :)

So I thought I’d throw an ask out since requests are open~

If you’re not interested no problem but I’ve thought about it a little and I thought maybe you’d have some thoughts.

Yandere!Sunday when his darling somehow gets seriously hurt, how do you think he’d feel, what would he do?

Personally I think he’s a complete control freak already when it comes to reader, so it just gets WORSE…ANYWAYS I wanna hear YOUR thoughts if you’re interested in the prompt hehe~ also if you’ve already talked about this oops I must’ve missed it, sorry in advance-

But yeah thanks so much, it was really cool to talk to you, take care of yourself, please!!

Hello Pixel! Thank you for sending in this ask, you're very sweet haha <3 i like your writing and im glad i helped you become more confident in it. Also,same issue here, i cant send asks from this account specifically, so i use anon or just use my personal blog to send asks.

Anyways, onto the request,

Ooh, my Yan!Sunday brain is ticking.. he really is an absolute control freak, and is a bit of a mess when he sees you seriously injured. A miscalculation, ignorance, negligence, or perhaps just.. an oversight from his part? Whatever the reason is, he's in high-drive now, and absolutely stressed about it. He only has a worried and distant look on his face, and at this stage he's prone to easily snapping at anyone, but his mind would be on a completely different level of stress. How dare they? How dare anyone lay a filthy inch of a finger on you? To stain you with their sins, and to breach your skin in such a grotesque manner.. he's absolutely enraged.

He insists on tending to you himself personally, unless it's so serious paramedics have to be involved. Stays by your side until he cant, sitting on the egde of the bed, body turned halfway to face you, fingers ghosting the edge of your face with tenderness.

However, this tenderness is only limited to your recovery period.

After you wake up or recover a bit, practically any freedom you would have had is gone. Completely.

Scolds you, borderline yells at you, holds you still with a deathly tight grip on your arms, forcing you to look into his eyes. This happened because you left. This happened because you were out of his watch. This all happened because of your freedom. Don't you dare even bother mentioning going out anywhere. You will be surveillanced almost all the time. He spends a suffocating amount of time next to you, harshly spitting back whenever you try to protest or reason with him. His words aren't gentle at all, and you're getting on his nerves. Perhaps he should just look over you himself, force you into a borderline coma in the dream fluid, and deal swiftly with the perpetrators.

Robin catches wind of this at some point.. she tells you that he's just worried, and there's a lot of people that don't quite hold The Family in high regards. Just.. its okay. Let him do this.

Let him pick out your clothes, brush your hair, check your healing wounds, gently ebb the water over them as you bathe, and kiss the skin of your shoulder when both of you stay silent after another argument.

If you still continue arguing.. he doesn't have a choice. He slumps a bit, a hand coming up to massage his temple as he sighs, and tells you in a softer voice that he's terrified. The worst thing that could happen did happen. He almost lost you. Can't you just go with it and let him be assured? You're dragging it out much more than it needs to be. He's spent many sleepless nights, ideas of dreamscapes turning into nightmares as the image of your hurt face flashes in his mind. Just cooperate, for Aeons' sake.

And no one speaks after that. He emotionally blackmails and manipulates you as a sort of final resort. Surely, you'd understand. It's not like it's far from the truth anyway. He is scared. But more than that, he's enraged this happened in the first place.

Adding on more to it,

Once things calm down.. in a twisted sort of way, he realizes just how perfectly he can get you under his complete control from these events. He may even not so subtly orchestrate similar events to scare you, to keep you in check, forcing you to rely on him completely, as he swoops in at the right time, acting as some kind of a "savior". Its a sick mindset, and he's not ashamed of it. Oh dear, you were just so pleasantly compliant after that event. And it just solidifies his statement that you shouldn't be going outside anymore, or be constantly accompanied by the Bloodhound Family guards, after only a few incidents of various threat levels.

In the end, it's a cycle that repeats up until you finally give in and let him take any and all freedom you have. He sets down your hairbrush with a gentle 'clack', kisses the crown of your head, and tells you it's alright. He will take such good care of you. Just listen to him. Listen to his every word. He has your best intentions in mind. Don't think about anything, anyone. You're a smart girl, surely you understand?

[cccakessslicemeee]

Really obsessed with the idea of Riz (somehow) being a demon in hell with little authority and 0 respect from the other demons and devils that exist there. That's fine. He's used to it. And Fig, the arche devil herself is like... No actually this pisses me the fuck off and goes to do something about it but it only kinda works.

Riz has to demon down and command respect but more importantly fear from the other denizens. Unfortunately he is cute and he is small so most just dont take him seriously until he brings his horns out and then it's oh shit this is someone somewhat important.

+specifically thinking about Riz having to make some sort of deal/ bet with a demon that allows his friends to escape some dire situations. Something something about love and knowing that without outside influence he is good and kind and will default to being kind and then also something about "of course I know love, I have been loved and I have been loving and even if I should not remember how hard I was loved previously my friends will love me for all that I was and all that I could be." And then the game begins where Riz is whoops suddenly a demon with a task at hand, he's gonna fix hell. He has to. There's so much wasted potential, especially in the first circle some idiot Figoroth Faeth runs. Hm. She's never there to pass judgement. What the fuck is HER deal?

Bonus points if Pok is doing stuff in Hell and he runs into Riz who has no recollection of who he is. I like to think Pok is pretending to be a damned soul and Riz has much more awareness than an average demon or whatever. He doesn't say anything because he's already busy with a million other things and one not damned soul parading around hell is not his problem. He's gotta fix the yucky fuck mud demons or whatever they are called I literally cannot remember at the moment.

Riz also through the deal received abilities to better shape his experience in Hell. Things that would be so easy to exploit and take advantage of. Firstly his title but he doesn't. He is dedicated to going things the right way. Bonus points if Kipperlily just exists and has been a gopher since Riz just popped into his task master position. She hates it at first but after some time she gets to be the first person who regularly sees Riz get frustrated with hells design time and time and time again. Haha what an insane little idiot.

Anyway there's a nicer building in hell for elite or demons who pretend they are and it's just a nice swanky place that's relatively quiet and serves good meals. Most of them are memories. The kiss from a first love or holding hands with a crush. Beautiful split seconds of the life up above. Riz is unbothered he has things to do but it's quiet and he can hound or bully some lesser demons into doing a bit of work for him.

Pok shows up. Out of the blue. Riz immediately asks this guy what he wants and knows he doesn't belong here. He's still got a pulse. Pok is hurt but shoves that aside. Maybe he bought his son a beverage since they won't get to properly share a beer in the mortal plane and was curious as to what he thought about it. Riz picks at the cherries but doesn't bother with the drink itself. What does this guy want? Treasures? Trinkets? Perhaps a boon? Although that's only gonna get him so far in hell of all places.

"I don't suppose you came to me begging for work? Did you?"

Pok smirks. Opportunity knocks but once after all. "What would you do about that, if I was?"

"I'd ask you to steal Gabriel's horn and some other things too."

"Really? What good would those do you here in Hell? Unless you plan to flood the place with all the living?"

"No actually I want everybody out so I can redecorate, unbothered and undisturbed."

For a while Pok is dead silent until he speaks again. "Do you really want the horn?"

"Gods no. That'll start a war with the upper planes. A real one. I just want everyone to shut the fuck up. For about... Forever would be nice."

And then bam Pok is working with Riz but mainly trying to figure out what the fuck happened to his son. In some ironic twist of fate Riz is actually organizing hell better, sure it's the first ring and It is hell but there's much better documentation of things that happen and a record of souls who are currently in hell and those who should be in hell but have left for xyz reasons..he's making a dent in the system. Woo. He's doing well. Really well and each time he does a little better he gets more power and more responsibility.

Bonus points if Riz gives 0 fucks about regaining his lost memories. He's just got so much work to do. Memories don't make files or find missing souls.

I also really like the idea of Johnny Spells and his biker gang kissing the goblins ass a little bit so they by proxy have some power and get left the fuck alone. Perhaps Penelope Everpetal is the worst at this because she wants an excuse to go to the mortal plane so bad. Riz sees right through her and keeps her at a desk reading through outdated laws.

Riz wants to choke Fig the fuck out. She does little to nothing with her realm and there's so much she SHOULD BE DOING. Like correctly sorting souls and dismissing them to the correct rings of hell. As per fucking usual he's gotta do everything his self.

I think it would be funny if Riz changed the domain a little bit and when Fig pops by she fixes it back to the way she likes, it's her domain.

Baby is not allowed to exist in the space as Riz. He won't let that happen. He does not have time for that bullshit. No no no.

Anyway that's merely a couple of thoughts.

[celestie0]

notes on kickoff ch.7

hellooo if you're here thank you for taking the interest! i just had some creative notes i wanted to get off my chest with the release of ch.7 lol i felt compelled to do so with this one i'm basically journaling here. you can read this after reading ch7 here!

I. on gojo's feelings

as for why didn't gojo just tell reader how he felt at the end of the chapter, and instead only says what he does. i think i rewrote this ending like five different times, he was never supposed to tell her at this point based on my story planning, but i did explore the idea of a dramatic confession here regardless, and it didn't fit for lots of different reasons for one, i think he's finally able to put himself in reader's shoes. it's true he's pretty dense and obviously has commitment issues/valid fears that keep him from opening up, but that still doesn't mean he hasn't hurt reader in a lot of different ways already. he realizes, whether intentionally or not, he's led her on and to do a complete turnaround within a few hours while she's already trying to process rejection as she is clearly withdrawn from him i believed would've been selfish on his part, and could possibly cause even more hurt over the fact that he could come off ingenuine. gojo is finally emotionally aware of her enough to recognize it, but he's not a perfect person so it still slips through that he's distraught at the thought of never seeing her again. in general i'm of the opinion that if someone asks for space, you respect that unless they say otherwise of note, just because he realizes that he has these feelings, doesn't necessary change his fears, as no single moment can undo years of trauma, so i think that's why he bites his tongue too. i'm not keen on making this a "woman fixes man" story but i moreso want to embrace the sentiment that you don't need to resolve every single bad thing that's ever happened to you in order to embrace love or happiness.

II. on gojo's commitment issues

i know it was brought up in the first gojo pov that he has issues committing to just one woman, but i wanted this chapter to reveal that it's really just his fear of opening up to people due to the still raw loss he feels of losing someone he loved. i aim with his pov to be more of a stream of his own consciousness rather than from an omniscient observer, which may explain the ambiguity. he's not sure if he's able to open up to a person in a way he knows is normal and healthy, so he settles on shallow connections instead. just wanted to clear this up, and say that it won't be any sort of plot point in which he struggles to be sincere or faithful when he seriously wants to commit to someone as he has no issues with that if he truly wants to be with them (unlike the whore he's been so far in the series lmao)

III. on strawberry vanilla soda

btw i've never had this flavor of soda i'm not even sure where i came up w it loool or if it even exists. i was kind of toying with the idea of gojo seeing reader's message on the can during the match, and that would maybe help him get more focused on the field (sooo sports romance cliche but i still love it haha) but i settled on him seeing it afterwards to kinda parallel the clumsiness he's had with reader so far. for some reason, the universe just doesn't want him to get his timing right with her lol

IV. on angst/conflict

i know ch7 was a bit differentttt less gojo x reader and more just gojo lmfao, it was also a bit angsty. it definitely won't stay angsty throughout the remaining chapters. this was just gojo's lore drop chapter LOL. there will still obviously be angst here and there, but i've got a lot of fun, cute, tense, silly, passionate, messy scenes still planned similar to ch5&6 because i prefer writing those kinds of scenes haha. ultimately this story was always meant to be a full-circle romance, so ch7 was to lay some of the emotional groundwork that gets brought up as the story builds to its climax

that's all i have to saayyy if you actually read this whole thing i love you?? lol. ch7 really emotionally resonated with me as i wrote it, both as someone who understands how gojo feels but also as someone who understands how reader feels, and if it resonated with you too then that makes me very happy and that's ultimately every writer's dream haha. was very cathartic to share these thoughts. i hope to see you in the next oneeee <3 have a wonderful rest of your day!

[askchilchuck]

Mr. Tims!!! It's an honor! (curtsy) I've heard a lot about you from other half-foots and they said you could help me out. I'm only part half-foot, my father is a dwarf, and it's been only a good few months after I moved out of my dad's house -- but finding entry level work for myself has been really rough... I don't have the strength to go work in the mines, but I also have really clumsy hands so lockpicking isn't an option for me. Really, the only thing I take interest in is magic, but... well I can't say I haven't tried a million times to get good at it, but the mana sickness is seriously bad every time. (fidget fidget) Y'know, I once got knocked out cold for 5 hours straight, and my parents were furious! Told me I couldn't use magic until I learned how to stop pushing myself too hard, haha... Anyways, I was hoping for some advice on what to do? I'm lucky I had enough money to afford a rental, but I'm worried what might happen if I don't pick up a job soon. I don't have a very wide skillset, but I can hold a mace and sew - not without accidentally poking myself though - so I guess that's somethin'... (their voice drops to a mumble) I just wish those changeling mushrooms I got actually worked... I already know how to use magic, I just need... wish I had a better... ugh (cough) Sorry if this is an inconvenience by the way, I can try contacting someone else if you'd like!

You know I heard that, right? Look, Changelings aren’t worth it. The effects are uncontrollable and impermanent. Not to mention they only work in dungeons and not on the surface. I don’t know much about magic other than Dwarfs and Half Foots have a very low tolerance for it, which is not a good combo for you. Unless you can find a way to mitigate mana sickness reliably, I’d shoot for something that isn’t going to hurt you in the long run.

I know surface work isn’t glamorous, but there’s a lot of honest work that needs to be done up there, that I’m sure you’d be very good at. Maybe consider something up top, and study in your free time? Even if you can’t cast anything, you can still learn.