#technically the second one wasn't really a trio for long

[ainxis]

Oh yes my favourite trio:

- red costume superhero with daddy issues

- his gf/wife who's an absolute queen

- and redhead social activist that's also an ex villain

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔸𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: hello, may I request jing yuan with a teen!reader who is jealous of yanqing? - they are around the same age as him, a new cloud knight who is an orphan, they try really hard to get the generals attention, even making him tea, buying presents etc. they want to be like yanqing, and are a bit jealous of the relationship with jy and yanqing, so they always try to prove themselves, even sacrificing food and sleep for their training, and are reckless during missions (bonus points if yanqing or jing yuan is present at the mission, they would literally fight until they pass out)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Heyy! It took me a while to figure out but I think I did it right! If not, feel free to let me know and I'll try fixing it.

But uhhh it may be kinda long but I hope it still matched your taste!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ platonic, angst with comfort

Yanqing this, Yanqing that... you were tired of it!! All you wanted was for Jing Yuan, your parental figure and someone who you really looked up to, to look at you the same way he looks at Yanqing. Was he better fighter? Smarter? Better stamina? Yes, yes and yes. But you need to be good for something, right?

You tried serving him tea, organizing his paperwork and other mundane works like that... but he always gave you the same answer. Pat on your head and gentle smile alongisde "thank you". But he never looked at you with proud feeling in his eyes, like he did at Yanqing. Even compliments were different!

"Thank you, Y/N."

"Thank you, Yanqing. I'm happy I could count on you with this task. Keep up the good work."

But it was probably a little bit of a mistake... you should probably ask him about it but you really couldn't help but overthink it a bit.

So when one day, Jing Yuan asked YOU to accompany him for one of his missions, because he saw potential in your skills, you thought fate finally smiled to you and gave you opportunity to prove yourself. And you weren't about to just let it slide by not using situation like that.

It technically was trio mission because he also took Yanqing, but you got into 2 groups pretty quickly. And ot course, Jing Yuan prefered to leave you on his side since you're not as experienced fighter. But you decided to prove yourself! You used every opportunity to slash an opponent.

"These are highly dangerous... It'd be better to not take ant risk and just sneak past them."

"I can handle them!!"

"Y/N, wait!"

You rushed towards group of tall robots not caring much, you just wanted to prove yourself and you didn't even care enough to rationally think of this situation or at least about the plan.

What was worse, Jing Yuan didn't even got the chance to react and you already began the fight. He rushed after you as soon as he could but this big group of robots was something even he prefered to fight with cautiousness.

You were honestly doing pretty good and were hoping Jing Yuan was watching you. You peeked through your shoulder to see if he's looking, but he wasn't... you were so disappointed you didn't even notice the upcoming attack and in matter of w second, you were crashed on the wall.

"Y/N, stay back!"

"But-"

"That's an order!"

You stayed in the back a bit shocked... he never really pulled the general card on you and didn't order you with such a stern voice... But at least his fighting skills were pretty good so you could just watch from the back... and despite not being able to fight, you still wanted to help so you told him enemies moves.

"O-On the left! Two on back! Hand above from east!"

He followed your instructions and you may've not knowed it but you were actually a big help to him. You took small but important bit if concentration from his shoulders so he could actually focus more in his modes rather than tactics.

After the fight was finally over, he came back to you, mix of emotions on his face so you couldn't really tell how mad he was at you... You honestly expected him to scold you or even punish you when you saw his hand rising. But he ended up just parting your head gently with small soft smile as he kneeled down a bit to match your level. He could definitely see your surprised expression because he didn't wait with explanation.

"You did a great job, Y/N. I knew it was just the right idea to bring you here with me."

And you finally received your compliment... did he figured out this was something you were missing? Or was it a lucky guess? Even you after spending so much time with him can't fully figure him out yet... but all his soft actions made your heart melt and you had to remind yourself to not break in front of him just like that. But his next words... seems like you got the scolding either way...

"But that doesn't change your actions were irresponsible. And I'm asking you to not start any fight like that again. If I tell you we're avoiding the fight or stay behind, you need to listen to me, alright? I don't mean to hold you back, I just want to ensure your safety."

You just nodded at his words. If you can't fight... and he complimented you supporting him behind... maybe tactics are the way to impress the general and get compliments like these more often without risking your life?

"I promise I'll try to not go against your orders anymore. I'm sorry again..."

"Don't worry, it all ended up good. Let's go back to Yanqing and see how he's doing, shall we?"

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@miya-akane - come get your soft general~

[infinite-ticking-clock37]

Help why is Silved mpreg a new thing on this app- like what started this help me

OH BOY how the fuck do I explain this shit

Ok so basically back in very early January I decided to draw Silver Spoon.. but pregnant. AS A JOKE-

Then my gf (@humanaltarr) posted the pic, and a few of my moots on Tumblr saw it, and at first I was like "Welp this is the end of my Tumblr career" and I think just a few hours later one of my moots (@spiritmander13) wrote the first Silver Spoon mpreg fic called "Silver Suffers With Morning Sickness" with 6 chapters (technically 7 but the 7th isn't involved with the story)

Then Silver Spoon mpreg became a big joke mostly on the oscc discord I believe (I joined it for a few days but left) and then for a while it was quiet, until I started an ask blog called @askthe-iii-shipchildren, on April 5th, and on April 30th I got an ask by an anonymous person where they wanted Candelabra to put Silver Spoon in a maid dress, and I ended up drawing Silver in a maid dress

Now here's were the second Silver mpreg era began. I made a joke with Candle saying "If Silver stays in that for much longer Candelabra is gonna have a little sibling soon" cuz I thought it would be funny (had no idea what it would cause)

Then @spiritmander13 reblogged it and said something like "CANDLE NO-" and I replied back saying "Silver Spoon mpreg part 2 /j" AS A JOKE. She told me not to start it again, and I said "Aw shucks" but in the tags of that reblog, I said "Time to draw Silver pregnant in a maid dress" and that's where I messed up since Spiritmander said they were intimidated.

Suddenly, I got tagged in a post by Spiritmander, and it seemed to be a screenshot of them saying "Don't tell Infinite, my sins shall stay hidden until it is the right time (I scrolled for like 20 minutes on their blog to find that fucking hell)

Then I got a little spooked cuz yk it's not everyday shit like this happens. I then screenshotted it and went into her inbox with the screenshot and asked "WHAT IS RHIS, WHAT DOES THIS MEAN" and she replied with another screenshot and it said "*Casually steals Tumblr mutuals fankid for the story*" and that's when I knew what was happening.

Soon, Spiritmander posted another Silver Spoon mpreg fic called "Little Moth"

Then it was a little quiet after that, with me making an occasional joke about it, always ending it with Spirit saying "HEY YOU STARTED IT!"

There is also this whole thing with "Bab Incest" Spirit did but I wasn't involved with that

Later in to May, me, @spiritmander13 and @mxmc13 formed the "Silver Spoon simp trio" cause apparently we all saw each other as friends so why not

Then the (sort of) mpreg era 3 started again. I'll put this part simply and say that me and a few other people on osc Tumblr got asks in our inboxes by "Anon~Chan" that were basically like a shitty Wattpad story but with II characters, and I personally got a Silverloon mpreg thing.. so fun..

And the most recent thing that happened. There was a Two x Jax post, and me, Mc, and Spirit were basically joking more about Silver Spoon mpreg in the reblogs, until Spirit came along and said "Silver Spoon simp trio canceled." And me and Mc were absolutely DEVASTATED and then Spirit said that me and Mc had to write Silver Spoon mpreg as well, for me as punishment for drawing it and confusing the original poster, and for Mc.. dunno..

And that's what's currently happening, I am working on my Silver mpreg and so is @mxmc13 ..

And yeah that's the whole story pretty much, this was a VERY long post and probably not even was the asker really wanted but meh

Anyways I imma end this off with saying.. I do not regret first drawing the Silver Spoon mpreg, since this is all genuinely fun and it even got me some friends on this site (Spiritmander and Mxmx and their great) so yeah =]

(also this is NO hate to anyone mentioned in this, and the fics that Spirit wrote are actually really good so I recommend checking them out)

[clxckwork-sun-n-moon]

@lavenoon following up your 'director's cut' ask with part two for Old Forest Gods AU!

I think the part I'm most excited about delving into is the eventual reveals of Sun, Moon (and Eclipse's) original forms. yes technically already revealed, but photographer!Y/N has that happen more naturally. but the more fun part really is that, well....Sun and Moon don't really consider their true forms to be secrets

the dolls are perfectly useful for travelling among people - easier to navigate a place when you're the right size for it. but once Y/N gets more settled in and starts going further into the woods, further along the river, then Sun and Moon adapt accordingly and continue their wooing adventures in their regular forms. both the 'first meetings'/reveals for how they truly look are interesting for Y/N for certain. Sun is certainly nonchalant and it's clearly shown that he is linked to the doll, although Sun definitely gives himself the opportunity to put in extra flair (flowers blooming, trees bowing, all that godly stuff). Moon's is....considerably more violent and done more as a gut instinct response to protect Y/N in a bad situation, so it takes them a bit more time and talking to connect the huge reptilian water god to the gothic smooth-talker that's been coming around at night.

ah, but then the bet. Sun and Moon already end up with the short end of the stick by realising they have more joy in being around Y/N more than the idea of winning the bet they've got going, because if either of them win, then they loose Y/N (by stealing their heart). of course, in the revelation process (assisted so kindly by an Eclipse who gave his siblings a three month head start in his own confidence, and is both shocked and frustrated to see neither of them have gotten anywhere) Y/N does get hurt.

while they are aromantic, I think it's a common experience across all people to be hurt by the fact that someone you thought was your friend was actually pursuing you with romantic intent. even worse, that it was all a game. yeah, Y/N was chosen because they were one of the few townsfolk to have had a direct encounter with any of the gods in recent years, so it wasn't completely random - but the fact that it was all a bet? because the gods were bored? it stings pretty hard. it takes a while and some good, honest and open communication between Sun, Moon and Y/N before they feel comfortable coming back to the boys. at the very least they have the security of a god's oath that the romantic pursuit has come to an end.

Eclipse....does try. for a solid amount of time, using the emotional whirlwind as a way to get a hold on Y/N. unfortunately....yeah. he also gets a good dose of platonic affection treatment and finds out the 'hard' way that there was simply never going to be a win of wooing Y/N over. it takes longer for him to be forgiven, by Y/N and his siblings, for his attempt at cheating the bet.

it's a long time before Y/N can comfortably laugh-wheeze about the fact the three gods chose an aromantic human as the target of their bet to develop a romantic relationship, but they do get there eventually, and the boys dramatically sigh over it but none of them would have it any other way.

more lore titbits!

in the same way that Sun's doll form sprouts flowers when he's enamored/awed by Y/N, Moon's doll form becomes iridescent and Eclipse's doll form has 'glow patches' where the wood becomes red hot for a few seconds.

due to Eclipse's link with the local volcano, he rarely travels from his mountain area. as such he relies on Sun and Moon to come and visit, but with the passage of time and Sun and Moon sacrificing more and more bits of godhood in the trios games, the pair stay more in the comfort zone of their domain and communicate through long-range methods.

Sun is cold to touch, whereas Moon is warm! this is partially because Sun spends most of his time dormant and still, connected with the forest, whereas Moon is very frequently swimming up and down the river or around the ocean bay.

photographer!Y/N has hypermobile EDS, which affects their wrists and knees a lot of the time, along with chronic fatigue and migraines.

[ladystormcrow]

❄️Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing.

☔Is there a fic concept you have that you'd like to just explain and share because you're not sure you'll ever write it? If so, what is it?

🌤️Share your favorite piece of dialogue from your WIP.

❄️From the currently-being-worked-on second chapter of Trio Sonata:

Meg laid a hand on her shoulder. It was meant to be reassuring, but as Christine’s anxiety started to rise, it felt like a threat.

“Please tell me what’s really going on, Christine.” Her dark eyes were wide, intense, imploring. “Are you in danger? Is the Phantom threatening you?” She paused. “Did he do something to the vicomte?”

“No!” She flinched away from Meg’s touch. “It’s not like that. No one’s in danger.”

“Then why won’t you tell me?”

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☔ I've mentioned in past asks that if I were to go back to my Megamind fanverse fics (Life Is What Happens and The Storm And The Stars), there are a number of things I would change that would probably require rewriting the story from the beginning.

The biggest ones involve Wayne/Music Man's relationship with my OC Danielle Dymond. I know it's a popular headcanon that Wayne is somewhere under the LGBTQ umbrella, and I would want to incorporate that more into his thoughts and backstory, and how it continues to impact him now (since being involved with a cis woman like Danielle doesn't make him straight). I would also choose to keep the Scott parents alive, since I feel like killing them off pre-story as I did missed out on a lot of plot potential for them finding out their son is alive, and exploring how they'll interact with Danielle and her family (not just the racial and social class differences, but how the Dymonds are a loving and supportive family, while the Scotts are ... not so much). I also wasn't a believer in ACAB when I wrote the original fic, and I would change Danielle's ending so that, instead of rejoining the police force, she stays at the community center and starts training volunteers for a neighborhood watch-esque organization.

One other big plot idea for these two that I planned to explore in a future fic involves Danielle unexpectedly getting pregnant. She does want the child, so Wayne, terrified that a potentially superpowered fetus might kill her, goes to Megamind and begs him to find a way to shut off his powers so she can safely carry the baby to term -- including offering himself up for Megamind to experiment on. Megamind then has to deal with the awkward, complicated feelings of finally discovering how to weaken his former rival, but not being able to enjoy it like he once would have.

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🌤️ From Katabasis (which is still technically a WIP, thought it really is almost done), the whole coversation between Kira and SilSol in Chapter 8 is one of my favorites, but these lines in particular:

“... No apology can undo the harm my kind have done,” he said, after a long and weighted pause. “But I want to offer one anyway. Kira, I’m sorry. I’m so terribly sorry. Not just for what my dark shard did. For everything.” 

Kira lowered her wings, her shoulders tensing as she looked up at him. “And what? You want me to say I forgive you?”

SilSol did not answer, but the way his corona flickered suggested that was exactly what he’d been hoping. 

“Well, I don’t,” she snapped. “You’ve done nothing to deserve forgiveness. You killed people, you ruined our world, and as soon as you were one again, you ran away and left Jen and me to clean up your mess.” 

His corona dimmed abruptly. “That was never our intention. We feared bringing more harm to Thra if we stayed! We believed you were the rightful guardians of your world’s Crystal.” 

She thought of the ragged, wheedling Skeksis who had confronted her and Jen, desperately insisting he only wanted peace. How, as soon as it was clear they wouldn’t fall for his lies, he had tried to murder Jen and had given Kira to the others to be killed. “Did you truly believe that? Or were you just too afraid to face what you’d done?”

“Would you have wanted us to stay?” His tone was still calm, but there was an edge to it. 

Kira’s eyes narrowed in anger. “You could have at least done something. All you did was go home and try to forget everything.” She didn’t know this for sure - it was a guess based on their earlier story - but from the way SilSol’s corona turned gray, she knew her words had struck a nerve. “And you’re only here now because your own world’s in danger. You don’t care about Thra, or any of us.” 

“That is not true!” The glow in his eyes brightened like a flaring ember. “You are not the only one who worries for Jen now, Kira. I may have been skekSil the Chamberlain, but I was also urSol the Chanter. I raised Jen with urSu and the others. I loved him like my own child, and I still carry that love now. I want to save Thra not merely because it’s right, but because it means saving him!”

[alolanrain]

How would Professor Rowan and Ingo meet?

When? Post Sinnoh-Crisis, pre-Hisui? Or maybe Post-Hisui with Professor Rowan questioning him about what Ancient Sinnoh was like? How the Pokémon developed into today’s typing.

The Alphas would probably be a heavy debate piece. (In general or you could assume the Alphas featured in Ingo’s Paths are caught.)

Has Rowan had any relationships before this one? Were they merely flings or serious?

this is gonna be a long post so it's gonna be under the read more.

so technically they've met before. was in the past when Ingo and Emmet first started their Subway/battle combo thing. it was at a charity gala and Emmet was sick so Drayden, good old uncle Drayden, took Ingo with him as a plus one. they were were friendly when socializing but that's it. they know of each other over the passing years because of how popular Rowan gets not just in Sinnoh but around the entire world for his research of Pokémon Evolutions and Rowan and Drayden are old friends as well since Drayden is an Army Veteran in the TA!Au.

Ash meets Ingo, this is where he's really starting to figure out what he wants to continue doing with his life because it seems being a successful trainer wasn't being acknowledge by Delia, and realizes this man is an INL member as well. mostly just data and research gathering like I've mentioned in a past post but he's really good at the job. Ingo and Ash meld really well and Ash gets the thought in his head that he'd be a perfect fit for Rowan. Obviously Ash gets way over his head but thankfully calls Gary first for his opinion, since he's technically the older sibling by six measly months, who talks him down but that doesn't stop Ash from info dumping about the Marine Corp turned Professor.

*Ingo dissapears shortly before the Virtress Conference starts. so he's gone for about 6 years give or take some months.

Rowan and Ingo officially meet for the second time Post-Hisui. it's not a very good meeting as Ash basically begged on his hands and knees for the Sinnoh Professor to take the Unovian in. due to the increasingly mental and physical strain on Ingo as he's now surrounded by a lot of loud noises such as his train and his brother who's clinging onto him for what seems like every second of every day. Rowan hears Ash out and he's well aware of Hisui as both Ash and Dawn had come back together and it was all over the news as a rift over Mount. Coronet had opened in their time to spit the trio out.

it's a bit of a strain between Sinnoh and Unova because of this as Drayden and Emmet both insist that Ingo would be better with his family while the majority of the army of therapists the INL offers up, Ash, and Dawn return fire and say that Ingo would be better in a place where he can heal without anyone pressuring him. The INL makes the final decision for everyone after Ingo comes to the headquarters of both the Unova and Sinnoh council members to speak up about his own wants and needs. in the end taking up Ash's offer, only after Rowan officially extends it on his own after learning about everything that's going on. stating that it would be good to be more near Ash and Dawn since those two were the ones who were dropped into Hisui, helped him regain his memory, and bring Ingo back to the present time in the first place.

Rowan and Gary are a fresh of breath air and for once they willingly give Ingo the space he needs and the attention he requires when the silence gets to much. it's also really nice that Rowan is extremally careful with his wording and questions as he can't help himself but probe Ingo for information about the past since he's been gone for six bloody fucking years. it's far better then his entire family back in Unova avoiding the whole situation almost at all cost. it helps Ingo work through his trauma and the sudden walls he built around himself during the time.

I have yet to decide if Ingo's Hisui team gets brought into the future and I'm even debating if I should bringing Lady Sneasler into the future as well. if I do then Rowan and Ingo would bond over his team as Rowan and his team are absolutely floored by staunch difference between the past Pokémon and the now Pokémon. If not then Ingo and Rowan bond over the Pokémon under the Professor's care as it seems Ingo has gotten pretty good at caring for the Sinnoh native 'Mon's. They also share stories of Ash, even if Ingo only has so few, and it soon develops in them sharing a glass of scotch at night or coffee in the wee hours of the morning before the sun rises about Rowans 'kids'.

"It feel's like every time a turn my back I gain a new damn kid."

"I get the feeling."

Gary finally admits Ash is right and that both Rowan and Ingo fit almost unnaturally good. having almost the same taste in coffee, music, clothing brand, and most importantly dry and dark humor. it doesn't help that Ash and convinced Dawn while in Hisui after Ingo regained his memories before making the hike to the Cobalt Coastlands. so it's two against one.

*I've mentioned this also in a previous post but Irida brings Ingo around them much earlier on in the story since there's two of them and its not just Ash and Pikachu that fell from the rift.

Rowan's had unofficially two major relationships and a couple of flings. one of them being with a girl after a few years of him being a Trainer, so around 14-16, they break up and it's what cause Rowan to enroll into the marines. during the time he had flings and then had a HR-inducing headache relationship with the then Sinnoh Champion that originally held the title for the longest Sinnoh Champion before Cynthia took it. He play's an important part in Rowan's history that I also touched upon. where he takes Rowan after the Dragalge Hyper beam attack to get almost fully healed by the last few fully fledged Aura users. He actually uses that vulnerable moment to strengthen his bond with Ingo, letting him know that he's not alone and that PTSD is a fucking bitch and it sucks but he can survive.

the dude is still alive, bitter that Cynthia knocked him off his throne when she was just thirteen and even more bitter since Rowan's plate got increasingly full to the point that Rowan couldn't even find time to speak with his mentor. he still lives in Sinnoh and pretty close to Sandgem Town as well.

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

can I ask for the selfship game, 🚫, 🫂, 🛏️, 💓?

have a lovely day!

heyo angsti! i somehow missed this (i have been pregaming with the semester by doing readings and taking notes early. don't mind me, i am just a nerd djnksjfn). i'll only do 3 of my selfships so this doesn't become a ridiculously long response lololol

blues

🚫 what was holding you/them back from making a move or confessing your feelings?

nothing really, even when we're just friends we're pretty physically affectionate (mostly on his part). it was more of a relationship that transitions into a 'we're dating but we haven't really officially stated' but it happens seamlessly so there isn't much to really question. i know i love him and he knows and there wasn't really a need to say it because we had a mutual understanding that we loved each other deeply

🫂 what's one significant moment of physical contact you had during the pining stage?

hmmmMMMM probably the first time we sleep in the same bed

🛏️ did you two ever have a "there's only one bed" moment?

right after the star plasma vessel incident, i come back to my room to find satoru already in there and he stays the whole night. after that he spends a few weeks slowly transitioning into sleeping in my dorm 24/7

💓 (if applicable) what moment made you realize you were in love with them?

it was more of a collection of small moments that led to me having a crush on him but i don't realize how deep those feelings have evolved until late into our second year at jujutsu tech

soft armor

🚫 what was holding you/them back from making a move or confessing your feelings?

probably guilt because after the fall of wall maria when we're stuck in trost as refugees, not long afterwards i joined the 103rd cadets behind her back deciding that to break into the top 10 to move the four of us (EMA trio and moi) to the interior. nor did i tell mikasa i was leaving, she found out the day of from a note. out of guilt i never wrote letters either so that was a bit of a damper on things

🫂 what's one significant moment of physical contact you had during the pining stage?

the last hug we have before i leave to live with the arlerts. we will still see each other again but after losing our families to human traffickers, it was a big deal to be living separately despite knowing we'd see each other everyday

🛏️ did you two ever have a "there's only one bed" moment?

plenty but that's really only because back in the mountains when i lived with her and her parents for a short time, we'd have sleepovers in her room

�� (if applicable) what moment made you realize you were in love with them?

it was a koi no yokan moment where upon first meeting i was vaguely aware mikasa would be someone i'd fall in love with

flaming pearls/sea otters

🚫 what was holding you/them back from making a move or confessing your feelings?

for the longest time, it's just because i don't realize i'm in love with him so there was nothing to really tell from my perspective. at least until i become aware of my own feelings

🫂 what's one significant moment of physical contact you had during the pining stage?

technically i was not here for the event tm with the bear because i was in town and was planning on staying a day or two

visit the homies because luffy was doing better emotionally

hen the rain starts and normally i loooove rain! adore the shit out of it because you know me and water are tight. but you know how you can be chilling and then suddenly you're just like 'something is wrong' even though everything is fine? coin toss on whether or not that is just you feeling dread for no reason or for turns out the instincts were right

so i say 'fuck it, back up the mountain in the rain i go' and see luffy not doing too hot and ace clearly upset and sit next to him for the first moment of the bitch and lean and quietly talk amongst ourselves moments we have later down the line

and try my tactic of 'hey this is better than the time with the tree, right? that one was on purpose' but clearly the joke isn't well received (not that he comments on it at all). i'm not really good at comforting people, it is not my strong suit

but i tell him that magra said that luffy will be just fine and knowing him, he'll be over everything by breakfast. he starts up with saying he's no good again and i just tell him i think he's pretty great and luffy does too but it's okay if he doesn't think it. his opinions usually suck, so he should just listen to mine and luffy's and to quit calling himself worthless because he has a lot of worth to me. then i hold his hand and let him cry into my shoulder and we sit together the whole night looking after luffy (we mostly definitely fall asleep but dadan just leaves us be and covers us with a blanket)

🛏️ did you two ever have a "there's only one bed" moment?

that's the thing with these childhood friends to lovers type of selfships, those moments are lost in the sauce of everything else buuut for the pining stage from the ages of 10 to 17, we shared a sleeping space and that usually overlapped with a leg thrown over someone here or an arm smushed against someone's face there

💓 (if applicable) what moment made you realize you were in love with them?

i actually talked about that here in a different ask💓

[magpiejay1234]

So, let's do the Dark Signers.

The most notable thing is main writer of Season 1, Atsuhiro Tomioka has gone back to Pokémon. So, Shin Yoshida formally steps in.

Another notable thing is this Season's length, it is 38 episodes, making this is the second longest half-length Season of any Yu-Gi-Oh! series, and explains why ARC-V, and VRAINS will return to standard long season with half season length production cycle writing structure. Longest is of course WRGP proper, which is Season 4 (Episodes 93-134, 42 episodes).

This is rather inane coming from ZEXAL to 5D's, where there were 6 Seasons, and two sub-series, and ARC-V, which had 6 production cycles with OP/ED.

In a later YGO show, or even back in GX, the Dark Signers would have been over by Episode 52 at most.

Given Katsumi Ono's situation as the "director-in-name-only" for later seasons, this makes one wonder what sort of executive meddling was going behind the scenes (almost certainly predominantly from Konami, with TVTokyo being the lesser evil), since it is pretty clear Yoshida wasn't in the actual driver's seat.

It is kind of hard to gauge what specific problem was the primary one, since 5D's era was when YGO's stakeholders, Shonen Jump, TVTokyo, Konami, and yes, Kazuki Takahashi went crazy with card game specific merchandising. 5D's had many video game tie-ins like GX, you had the Duel Terminals being the first time Synchros were showcased, etc. This is not comparable to odd merchandising from DM, and GX era (DM era had school items for Doma arc for example like Pokémon usually did), but since this time merchandising was more focused on the cards, the profits went directly to stakeholders, and not third parties.

For some reason, some of the merch probably didn't meet expectations, which is part of why the different direction for the series was made.

*****

The other reason, as we discussed before, was the lack of vision. Tomioka didn't leave a guideline of what to do next, as Director Ono was still involved. Yoshida didn't really need a plan for Dark Signers, since most of the plot was planned out by Takahashi, and other minor directors. This would of course doom the latter half of 5D's, as writers scrambled first for new ideas, and then new writers.

Of course, Takahashi himself won't be involved for the latter half, since he will be involved in BBT instead, and Yoshida will immediately jump ship to ZEXAL.

It is kind of amazing in retrospect how the most well praised YGO show was considered an unwanted bastard child by the people who were involved. Explains the insanity of 5D's era main sets.

****

Now for the writers:

**Shin Yoshida is formally the main writer, but has only written 10 of the episodes. Most of the episodes he written involve Crow, as Yoshida dislikes writing female characters (he admitted this himself in the ZEXAL manga interviews), and prefers male-only trios (see Doma arc, good chunk of GX, ZEXAL, ARC-V manga, VRAINS especially S3). Thankfully Crow will get other writers after this, which suggests Yoshida's early infatuation with Crow was to use him as a wedge against the female characters he was forced to write.

**Yasuyuki Suzuki is unofficially the main writer, as he wrote the largest bulk of the episodes (13 of them), and the final Duel.

**Koji Ueda, technically present in S1 as the lyric writer of ED1, but not as an actual episode writter, has also done 10 episodes. Most notably, he done Jack vs. Carly, and will later do the Jack episodes in S3 (Kaz, Fake Jack etc.)

Given the Fake Jack episodes, I don't think he was particularly fond of Tomioka, but more importantly, he is not the reason why Jack-Carly got reset, because he wrote the relationship himself (under Takahashi's, and Ono's guidance of course). It is Shin Yoshida, and presumably the executives, particularly the Konami folk.

(Though as we discussed before, Yoshida also reset Asuka's relationship with Manjoume, and Rei-Martin stuff that was developing in GX S3 when he took over as the main writer in GX S4, so, this is not new. Though many 5D's fans never watched any previous YGO, especially in their Japanese versions, so sure. It might be new to you personally.)

Ueda will leave the franchise overall after Episode 109, the end of the Placido Duel, which I presume due to creative differences (though there could be other reasons like health).

**Masahiro Hikokubo, the Duel Constructor of all the series (ie. the guy who writes the Duels), and major writer in GX S3's Supreme King mini-arc, and writer of 5D's manga, is the writer of Episode 32. This is the only episode of 5D's animé he will write, ever.

**Tadashi Hayakawa from DM's Seasons 2-3 will also write Episodes 60-61, the final Misty Duel. He is just an in-between writer for 5D's, who will be involved in 5 episodes in total, with the last being Episode 85. His only other episodes will be the Tetsuzo (dub name Bashford) episode, and Aki's D-Wheel episode.

Writing wise, this arc will be a roughly even split between Suzuki, Ueda, and Yoshida, as such Yoshida's influence, while very present, will be diffused, and no writer will really dominate.

[darkysilverwing]

Long post about random pantheon stuff in my brain.

As a way to stave off the eternal bordom that comes from eternity being an omnipresent, omnichronological, omnipotent god the trio of gods created what was known as "the infinite".

The infinite was an white void. At it's center sat a large castle which was also pretty much pure white. At the center of the castle sat the universe, the entire universe, from the very beginning to the very end, and the trio tasked themselves with changing it.

The gods used their great power to turn off their omnipresence and omnichronology, allowing them to live in one location in one direction of time. There were, of course, exceptions but those would really be rather complicated to explain in too much detail.

The gods then forced themselves to forget their omni-characteristics. The knowledge of all things that would, could, and should ever happen vanished from their minds, creating the first ever rule these gods ever had to follow, do not try to regain your omni-characteristics.

There wasn't any real punishments for breaking the rule, but when another version of yourself is keeping you in a prison, and the only way out of the prison is to let the other version of yourself take over, there's basically no chance that you'll actually get out of the prison.

Thus they just made the most of it, creating a schedule so they could keep track of things, and even creating days and nights in the infinte. Nights were also good for sleeping as they could all turn off their godliness and enjoy the simple pleasure of sleep.

Once a week they'd all group up and discuss what changes they'd make to the universe, but these changes weren't just made randomly, because if a god made a suggestion another god didn't like there wasn't really anything the first god could do to stop the second god from simply reversing the changes, and sure you could change it back but then they could also change it back, and spending eternity fighting over this issue wouldn't be as interesting as setting up an actual debate.

So debate they did, they would bring their ideas to the table and debate them. These changes ranged from large to small and were debated just as furiously. Giving a girl freckles and creating an afterlife were given equal care in debate, and no change was made without everyone approving, meaning a lot of bargaining was also created.

When a change was made it would effect the universe, creating a new universe where the change was simply fact. If they decided clovers would be blue instead of green then the universe would show them always having been blue and what changes that would have on the universe. The gods would be sure to keep certain events the same for their own personal reasons but other than that they'd simply observe how the changes altered the universe and take that into consideration for their proposals next week.

Of course, since they were omnipotent they could still technically interact with older versions of the universe the same way one might interact with toys that had been left on a shelf for a long time, but the start of the week was always focused on the primary universe.

The next few days would be reserved for hobbies, being omnipowerful gods the trio didn't have normal hobbies like gaming or 3d printing, but rather these hobbies were tinted with their own godly influence.

One god, Astrid, would wake up and immediately enter into an older version of the universe. This one was made with love in mind.

One change made by the trio ages ago was the creation of a summoning spell that would allow mortals to summon the gods and make requests. At some point a random cult managed to get a hold of the spell and tried to use it to summon the gods to give themselves eternal life, but in doing so they killed the boyfriend of some guy who somehow managed to interrupt the spell in a way that let him be the one to ask instead of the cult leader, and he begged for his boyfriend to be alive again.

Now the spell requires you to give up something in return for the request, and the thing that was given up was this guy's identity, meaning he'd wake up in a world where no one would remember him. Astrid had seen this kinda thing a few times and kinda expected the guy to see his boyfriend alive and go "wow, my boyfriend's alive, imma back off though cause they seem happier without me" but instead the guy waltzed right up to his boyfriend and acted like they were old friends.

Naturally if someone comes up to you, knows your name, and seems to know you you'll probably assume you just forgot them and at least be friendly, so they started a friendship and after a good six months the guy dropped the bomb, explaining everything. This little power move impressed astrid enough that her hobby was initially just watching them live their lives, but eventually they both died of old age after many years of happy marriage and she decided her hobby was going to be living a life like they did.

So every hobby day she would wake up and enter into that version of the universe, and live a normal, human life. She'd turn off her omnipotence and spend a day living as a human.

She fully commited to this as well, placing her mind inside of a fertilized egg cell and experiencing growing, changing, being born, having a childhood and all that jazz.

At the end of the day time would stop. Everything except for her would freeze in place. She would then gather up a day's worth of food, some paints, and a canvas, and reappear in the infinite.

The next part of her hobby was painting. She'd appear next to her canvas from last week, face away from the castle, and walk, for the entire day, in her mortal form. She didn't get very far when she first started, being a small toddler or a short child meant her legs wouldn't take her very far, but once reaching teen status and full adult status she was able to get much further along, especially after she bought herself a phone that could play podcasts.

She'd stop to take meal breaks and at the end of the day she'd set up her paint and canvas and paint whatever was on her mind, usually it was something about her mortal day, an almost embarrassing amount of them were about a girl that Astrid worked with named Nico, she might have a crush but she's saving thoughts on those human emotions for a later date. Regardless it's a very long line of paintings.

Next we have Derek, who's hobby is a lot less nice, but was also brought about by a deal made by a human. There was something about a ghost that was murdering people, and since they couldn't find a human powerful enough to get rid of the ghosts a few people who were next on the ghost's list begged for the trio to destroy the ghost, when asking about what they'd give up one of the humans offered himself, saying he'd gladly give himself if it meant keeping the others safe.

Derek took him up on that offer. Remember when I said the gods make sure some things are always the same? Well Derek makes sure that this guy always exists in some form or another in the universe, born the same day at the same time, and in every instance of this guy's life, at exactly 23 years, 5 months, 13 days, 5 hours, 4 minutes, and 28 seconds from the time he was born the guy is pulled out of the timeline, vanishing seemingly without a trace.

Derek then created a secondary infinite void that he calls "the nothing" which is an empty black void with a very arcane looking circle in the middle. Whenever Derek pulls a version of this guy out of the universe he places him in the nothing in the middle of this summoning circle.

Part of his hobby is messing with their flow of time a little bit so from their perspective it seems as if a new version of the guy appears every 24 hours, but it's also like watching a twisted reality tv show where he watches this guy exist in the void, surrounded by other versions of himself, dying of hunger or thirst, resorting to cannibalism, setting up a mini society, using the tiny bits of scraps that he can salvage from the newcomers to gradually create more and more things, all very entertaining.

I'm not sure what the third god's name is, or what their hobby is, so instead i'll talk about what happens after the hobby days are over, then it's summoning day. As mentioned before they have the spell that allows mortals to summon them, and thus they spend a day going through every summoning made by that particular version of the universe.

When they go down the trio intentionally reduces their godly abilities, which allows them to still do god stuff, but in a way that allows for the universe to anticipate their actions, meaning they're not making a billion new universes over the course of the day but rather they're just doing what the universe knows they'd do. The same thing happens when Astrid works her little coffee shop job, or Derek makes a guy vanish from reality, the universe already anticipates that it'll happen cause the decisions will be made inside the universe.

All these requests also serve as a way to give the trio ideas for things they can propose for their next debate session

there's other stuff but it's already super late and imma write that later.

[nakachuchu]

Blue Popsicle | Okkotsu Yuuta + Orimoto Rika

second part here

SYNOPSIS: You met them on a hot summer day.

READER: gender neutral

WORDS: 1075

WRITTEN: 03/31/2021

NOTES: Timing is most likely off near the end, but ignore it for the sake of angst

You were a happy child. Your childhood was full of smiles and running around the playground with your best friends, Rika and Yuuta.

Those two were always closer to each other than you were with either of them, but with a trio, it made sense.

You didn't mind. As long as they hung out with you and played pirates and princess with you, you were happy.

The happiness didn't last long, and whenever you looked back on it, it made sense.

Clothes wore out eventually and had to be replaced, so the same could be said about memories.

To be fair, you weren't really part of Yuuta's and Rika's lives. You simply tagged along because you were lonely.

You were raised by a single mother who claimed that your father was a bad man, and you didn't understand why he was so bad until you grew up.

With your mother constantly working, you were often left alone. So when you met Yuuta and Rika on a hot summer day where this blue popsicle was melting and sliding down your hand, you attached yourself to them.

Rika would be the Princess in distress, Yuuta would be the knight in shining armor, and you'd be the pirate with a wooden sword.

You didn't care that Yuuta would quite literally have to beat you to save Rika from your evil clutches.

You didn't care that Rika and Yuuta held hands wherever they went, and you would walk behind them in their shadows while holding a stick with a bug on it.

You didn't care that Rika and Yuuta promised to marry each other in the future. All you asked was that you would be invited to their wedding.

Rika died after leaving the park that day. You were with Yuuta because the two of you lived in the same direction.

Yuuta wasn't the same after that, and it would be a lie to say that you were different. You really weren't because you weren't that close to Rika.

You liked her and she liked you. You were lonely so you liked anyone who spent time with you.

But Yuuta loved her. You knew that. He cried for days, cursing her for leaving him, even though you were there for him the whole time.

Eventually, your mother got a better job and moved away from the area, thus you cut off ties with Yuuta.

At the time, Yuuta had already begun ignoring you and the two of you slowly drifted apart. You didn't know why, but you didn't bother to chase after him and ask.

Something changed, and you didn't realize what it was until you saw a strange man sitting on your living room couch one day.

The man in your living room introduced himself as Gakuganji Yoshinobu.

You didn't know who he was, but your mother seemed to have an idea. The whole time she was preparing tea, her hands shook.

"I never wanted this for you," she said.

Her voice was shaky, but it wasn't angry. She was sad, you noticed.

"You'll be attending Jujutsu Tech in Kyoto," he said. "We'll teach you how to control your ability."

You didn't understand what he meant, but you went with him. You got a customized uniform and you learned about the world of curses and sorcerers.

You learned your father was a sorcerer, and when your mother said he was a bad man, she just meant that he was a liar.

He didn't tell her about his world until she was pregnant, and at the time, she was already in love with you and didn't want to abort you.

You didn't understand your ability yourself. If anyone asked about the technicality of it, you'd just stand there and smile.

Gakuganji told you your father had that ability and you inherited from him; the ability to draw forces from the earth.

At that point in time, you forgot about Yuuta. You were completely focused on creating stone wall barriers and combative boulders.

You never expected to see Yuuta at the first exchange event. He looked the same to you, but afraid and quiet.

He noticed you, and his eyes lit in something that was recognition and relief. But your eyes widened slightly when a curse appeared in front of you.

You barely had enough time to create a wall around you before claws dug into the concrete wall.

It spoke to you in a slurred and slow voice.

"You—"

"Rika, come back!"

You learned the curse was Rika and that he had a hard time controlling her. The wall around you crumbled, returning to the earth.

Your eyes glanced toward his left hand and you definitely didn't care that Yuuta continued to wear the ring Rika gave him even after her death.

You stood across from him with your classmates. The rivalry between your schools was made clear, and you could care less about Yuuta.

You didn't need friends. Your life was full of silence, so you were used to it. Your classmates didn't talk to each other unless needed, and it hurt you a bit when you noticed how friendly and outgoing Yuuta's classmates were.

Well, that life wasn't meant for you anyway. Even if you had gone to Tokyo, they wouldn't have liked you—just like Rika and Yuuta when the three of you were younger.

You were never part of their lives anyway. You learned that at a young age, but it was made more clear to you as you laid there on the ground, bloodied and tired.

You didn't know why Rika hated you so much. She seemed to like Maki more, and she was more of a stranger than you.

If you had known Rika would have attacked you so easily for simply walking past Yuuta, you would have stayed in the trees with Noritoshi.

She didn't seem to care that Yuuta was crying, completely worried about your injuries. You didn't care either, and the only tears on your face were his.

You didn't understand why he was crying. The two of you were never close anyway.

Luckily, Ieiri healed you in time. You were left bedridden for only a few days and during those few days, his classmates arrived to give you something from him.

It was the same blue popsicle you were eating on the day you first met him and a blue ring pop with a note that said "Wait for me."

[haleigh-sloth]

Are you fine with villains not being redeemed as long the author humanizing them?

Depends on the character, the story, and how they are humanized, and how much throughout the story they are humanized.

I'll give a couple of okay-ish examples off the top of my head:

The LOV Trio from BNHA:

So for a story like BNHA, and for villains like these three, redemption has to happen. Because of the way they were humanized, how MUCH they were humanized, because of how cruel their fates were when it was entirely out of their control, and because of how much child-coding went into them, NOT redeeming them would simply be bad writing, bad story-telling, CRUEL story-telling, and overall just leave an icky feeling and bad taste in the mouth. It would also take away every enjoyable aspect of BNHA.

BNHA is optimistic and hopeful. Even though the darkness in it is very present, the hope behind it all still remains. And that is exactly what keeps people so invested in it--how will that hope transpire in the end?

Orochimaru from Naruto:

Orochimaru was never really redeemed? He fought on the side of the protagonists in the end, but because of the type of villain he was portrayed as (predatory--specifically toward vulnerable, unsuspecting people---VERY much like AFO) he just wasn't....a likable villain and wasn't one you wanted to root for pretty much ever.

However he was humanized in the moments when Jiraiya talked about the reasons Orochimaru wanted to be immortal (wanting to find the answer to life in general after losing his parents as a child, and never being able to fully move on from it), and in the moment when Jiraiya considered Orochimaru someone he failed to save.

For a very split second when I was reading Naruto, I felt a tad bit of sympathy for Orochimaru, but it didn't really go beyond that. He was humanized to an extent, but not redeeming him didn't leave a bad taste in my mouth. Also, apparently he lived on to have a kid and be a good dad or some shit. Idk wtf is going with that but whatever.

Envy from Fullmetal Alchemist:

One of the first villain characters that was one of my absolute favorites from the series.

It's pretty ironic with Envy because throughout the story, the homunculi are a challenge for the main cast. Because they continuously refer to themselves as human—

—but at the same time they separate themselves by stating their superiority.

There are several several occasions in the story where he says something along these lines, separating himself from humans.

The fact of the matter is, they're technically not human. They're artificial humans, an alchemy taboo. FMA toys a lot with the definition of a human being, and in the end it kinda solidifies that if you're going to be considered a human being, you need to accept your flaws, sins, and mistakes along with all the virtues. Not being able to accept that is what leads to the downfall of the final boss in FMA (and the homunculi).

Envy was one of final-ish villains in FMA. Throughout the story he is only revealed to be more and more troublesome and terrible. He's obliged to his "father", and just does whatever chaotic shit he feels like doing in order to progress their plan.

He isn't really humanized at all throughout the story until the moment he dies. When he is reduced to his weakest and most vulnerable state, and kind of just spills his guts in front of everyone.

This is when his true underlying feelings toward everyone and everything are pointed out by the main character. He cries and ends up killing himself (he was on death's doorstep, he would have died regardless).

But anyway, he was humanized at the very last second, so not redeeming him and actually killing him off didn't leave a bad feeling behind. There wasn't really time to get emotionally attached to him. For Envy, it worked.

So the circumstances kinda matter to answer a question like this.

BUT for BNHA specifically??

The author will completely ruin his story if he doesn't redeem them (he will redeem them anyway). And no, I would not be happy with just humanizing them and leaving to die. Fuck that.

[severusdefender]

Snape Headcanons? I got.. a few. (I'll probably send more and more as the times go by but for now starting with early childhood/pre-Hogwarts days + maybe a bit of early hogwarts days)

To start off: Tobias Snape is Irish. He snuck into Britain at 18 to enlist in the military there and fought in World War II. Even to his dying day you could still hear the Irish accent in his voice, but it of course had faded out quite a bit.

After the war ended, he didn't quite know what to do and ended up going back to Ireland for awhile.

Eileen had been kicked out of her family thanks to a previous muggle relationship (she had given birth to another child, a set of twins, half sisters to Severus, who he would never meet.)

Eileen and Tobias met on a warm summer day in 1951. They hit it off rather quickly, and the first moment they could, they moved to Britain, as Ireland didn't really seem to suit them.

Fast forward a long few years, prices started inflating and they had to move to a less expensive location, which ended up being Spinners End in Cokeworth. There was other families in Cokeworth, all kinds of people.

Fast forward 5 years, Severus Tobias Snape is born. Eileen kept the whole magic thing a secret, and got pregnant with another child about 3 years after Severus was born. They named her Seraphina Eileen Snape. So the two siblings grew up together.

Of course there were spouts of magic happening constantly, but Eileen managed to cover it up, until Severus was seven (Seraphina was four.) Seraphina had fallen off a branch and almost hit the ground, when suddenly, she was flying. Severus was not too far from her, holding out his hand, little wisps of color coming from it, indicating he was levitating her.

Yeah, Tobias found out. But he didn't really believe it until an explosive argument broke out between the siblings that ended with one of them getting angry enough... And a few glasses exploded.

Not too long after that, Tobias was fired from his job. Cue the drinking, cue the bad childhood beginning.

Of course it was like a slow fall from grace, at first it was just Tobias locking himself in the bathroom and drinking the night away, but then it started escalating to staying in pubs all the time and coming home wasted and spitting mad.

Severus protected his sister the best he could, and was confused himself as to why their father changed so suddenly.

Arguments were frequent between Eileen and Tobias, and suddenly Eileen began shunning her children and blaming them for what was happening to her family, which caused rather frequent arguments between her and Severus.

Eventually Severus started getting into fights with all the kids in the neighborhood constantly. One day when he was 8, he came across some older kids bullying this other girl who looked to be around his age. He ran up on the boys, basically appearing out of nowhere and tackling one of them, starting a fight with the kid. The other two ran off, screaming something along the lines of "Everybody run! It's that crazy Snape boy!!"

He later found out the girl his age, a girl with bright green eyes and fiery red hair, was named Lily. But they didn't become technical friends until a year later.

At first Severus was just confused as to why Lily wanted to be friends with him, he was just some crazy kid who constantly picked a fight with anyone he could. But of course, eventually he accepted his fate.

Seraphina, Severus, and Lily ended up being an infamous trio that everyone in their age range feared quite a bit.

Neither of the Snape kids even found out Lily was magic until they heard her and her sister screaming at each other over it.

After that, when Severus got his official hogwarts letter, Lily also got hers, and Sadly Seraphina would have to wait a few more years.

Severus had wanted to sneak her onto the train, and after he came back from first year to find her injuries, he tried to.

He was almost successful, but when he reached hogwarts he was immediately stopped and brought to Dumbledore's office, where he was forced to send Seraphina back home. Unbeknownst to either of the siblings, this would be the last time Severus saw Seraphina alive...

Severus got back home in a hurry after second year, and he came back to see a figure laying in his bed, and upon closer inspection it was his sister.. But.. She wasn't alive. She looked to have been beaten to a pulp, but there were marks around her neck, showing signs of being strangled.

Needless to say, that was a horrifying discovery. And he spent the next few years being blamed by his parents for it, it being an excuse to abuse and manipulate him.

It wasn't helping at all that he also had these four boys at school that wouldn't leave him alone. And also people in Slytherin talking about muggles and muggle borns badly, and as the days went on, the things they were saying about them.. Didn't sound so wrong.

He came back after third year to find blood, both fresh and dry all over the walls and floors. He searched the house and eventually found in his parents room, his father, stabbed in the neck and his head partially bashed in and his mom, who had hung herself.

(Stay tuned for more-)

this started out cute and became horrifying holy shit

[maysbanks]

are you bored yet. (jj maybank)

hey everyone ! basically this is my first time writing for jj, or anyone from obx in general. this is a side acc from my main acc that i made purely bc this fic idea came to me when watching obx and after listening to the wallows on repeat for weeks. idk i just thought the song was kinda fitting for jj, and im a sucker for soft ! jj with a friends to lovers arc, so here this is. it's quite a long one btw, the words just kept flowing so i apologise in advance. also i have a few more fic ideas based off some songs so if you like this and are interested in more pls let me know ! im probably gonna be writing a lot more for this boy bc i adore him. anyways i hope u enjoy !

warnings: features swearing, mention of sex, underage drinking, drug use and violence.

summary: based lightly off the song 'are you bored yet?' by the wallows ft clairo, reader and jj delve deeper into their relationship, taking the steps further into becoming something more than best friends. however worries and doubts begin to plague their minds, as they fear their relationship of becoming just a memory.

( gif isn't mine! please let me know if it's yours so i can credit you. )

"What are you doing later?" You looked towards Kie who'd directed the question towards you, her eyes squinting from the sun that was grinning down at your forms from where you were both seated on the sand.

"Dunno," you shrugged your shoulders. "Probably hanging out with J or something."

Kiara scoffed, a mocking look taking over the features of her face as her head turned towards yours, your eyebrows raising at the sly smirk on her lips. "What?" You questioned, narrowing your eyes when all she did was laugh. You shifted in your place, body moving from laying on your back to on your stomach, figuring it was about time to switch positions for your tan anyway. "Seriously Kie, what're you laughing about?"

She shifted along with you, only laying on her right side so she could face you head on, her hand propping her head up from the ground. She was still grinning. "JJ," she said simply. You raised your eyebrows at her once more, seemingly not understanding what she was trying to get at. "What's going on with you two?" Kie pushed on when you didn't respond, her own eyebrows inching further up her forehead.

In the distance you could hear the boys' screams, their commotion coming from the water you had passed on entering. You could hear JJ taunting John B from where you lay, Pope laughing along, and the splashes that you could only assume were also coming from them. You never spared them a glance, though from the corner of your eye could see their figures and indeed the loud splashes of water were coming from them, and you were certain JJ was holding John B underneath the water.

"Nothing's going on," you said in response to Kie's question, rolling your eyes playfully at her exclaim of 'oh c'mon!'. "What? It's the truth. Nothing is going on, not really."

Kie furrowed her brows. "What do you mean by 'not really'? Did something happen between you two?" She prodded.

You shrugged, because in all honesty you couldn't say much of anything about your relationship with JJ. You were just as unsure about it all as Kie and more than likely the rest of the gang were (because if Kie had picked up on it than surely Pope and John B had too, and you were kind of freaking about it.) and had no idea what to say in her line of questioning. Of course you wanted to talk about it, you and the Pogues never kept secrets from each other - but was it really a secret when they technically knew about it anyway, and was it really a secret when you and JJ hadn't even spoken about keeping it a secret too? Your mind raced, and you figured it was easier to just shrug it off for the time being. Kie would no doubt ask again, and you hoped you had the answers by the next time she (or someone else) would.

"He's my best friend," you'd decided on saying. From the corner of your eye, you could see the guys approaching. "We've been close since we were like, ten. We've always been the same."

Except now the two of you held hands under the table and kissed in the safety of your rooms, among other things. That part of your relationship was fairly new though, and so you decided against saying anything until you could work out exactly what was going on between you and JJ - because you had no clue, and weren't even sure that JJ knew himself. It just sort of happened, the line being crossed over from friends to lovers in the blink of an eye. One minute you'd never dare to give in to the temptation of JJ Maybank's heavenly sinful lips, and the next the pair of you were sharing a bed almost every night.

Nothing much had changed though, in regards to your friendship. JJ and you had always been close, always intimate in your touches. Always beside each other, rarely without the other. You were an unstoppable duo from the minute you met. Just somehow, along the line, over the years, your friendship had turned into more. Each touch became longer, each glance would linger, and something had shifted. It was inevitable, you supposed. Nobody was ever really that close with someone without feelings getting involved at some point.

The guys were a lot closer now, and Kie spared them a glance before looking back towards you. "Friends don't look at each other the way you two do." Was all she said before the sun that was earlier shining down on you was blocked by the trio of tall guys that smiled at the pair of you. Kie sat up, smiling as Pope took a seat beside her on her towel. "Have fun out there?"

"Oh, tons," came the voice that belonged to the person you were talking about not a minute ago. JJ smirked down at you, blonde hair dripping wet on his forehead and golden tanned chest on full show. You admired the view behind your sunglasses and sent a grin in his direction when he seemed to notice. "You checking me out there, babe?"

You laughed as he did a little shimmy, rolling your eyes as you looked at him over the rim of your glasses. "What would you do if I was, Maybank?" You played along, smirking when you heard John B let out a gag from somewhere beside you. JJ smiled back, and squatting down in front of your form he'd grabbed hold of your feet, laughing when you squealed. Tugging so that you were laying on your back rather than your front, his sea blue eyes gazed down your body, unknowingly leaving a trail of fire in its wake. The feeling you shared with JJ was unlike any other, nothing or nobody could come close to topping it. It was unexplainable, the feeling of absolute longing for him to just be there forever. You couldn't ever imagine a life without him in it, and that thought both scared and excited you.

JJ stared down at you, tongue peeking from his mouth to wet his pink lips as he looked. You felt hot all over and you knew it wasn't because of the sun. "Things only you could imagine sweetheart," he taunted from above you, knowing fine well that what you could imagine he'd probably already done to you. You smirked back, feeling a thrill shoot through you because the pair of you knew this and the remaining three of your group had no idea, or so you believed. This new relationship, this unspoken thing between the two of you was simply yours, and somewhere in the future you feared you'd both come to regret it, whatever it was, but in the moments of the present you knew neither of you could find it in yourselves to actually care.

And so you both smiled at each other like the world around you didn't exist, and for a couple of seconds you could pretend it didn't, JJ moving so he was seated behind you with your body seated between his legs and your back against his chest. Sat there, surrounded by your friends though almost oblivious to their presence as JJ's hands rested on your skin, his breath on your neck. You leaned into him, and smiled when he placed a discreet kiss to your shoulder.

Locking eyes with him, you grinned. The burst of happiness and content when he grinned back was almost unbearable, and in that moment you knew you never wanted whatever it was that you two shared to end.

It was a few days later when JJ showed up at your window, his face bloody and bruised, his form weak as he pulled himself into your bedroom. You didn't need to ask twice about who'd caused the damage, your body and mind going into autopilot as you hurried from your bed and grabbed hold of him, JJ grunting as he fell into you, his hand clutching desperately at his side.

"Shit, JJ," you'd cursed as you helped him land on your bed, hands instantly grabbing at his face and assessing the damage that had been left by his father. There was cuts along his brow line, his eye was bruised and already swollen shut, his bottom lip bust open and oozing blood. Your thumbs swiped along his cheeks, being careful of the injuries, and you felt tears pricking at your eyes at the sight of him. You blinked them away as quickly as you could, he didn't need to see you being so upset in that moment. And besides, you had bigger issues like getting him cleaned up like you had done too many times before. "Stay here, okay. I'm gonna go get the first aid kit."

JJ only grunted, and you pressed a kiss to his forehead before leaving the room to get the kit, your mind reeling. It was no secret about JJ's father and his years of abuse towards his own son, and you'd seen him beaten so badly so many times before, but it never got any easier. Each time it happened JJ would wound up at your house, and each time you would clean him up, making sure his wounds were tended to and making him as comfortable as possible as he slept next to you, most nights with his head resting on your chest as you soothed him to sleep with whispers of reassurance that you were there and that you loved him. He would fall asleep with tears staining his cheeks and you would cry yourself to sleep afterwards too, wishing that could just take away all his pain, wishing that you could do more, wishing that JJ had a better life than what he was given, because there was no-one that deserved it more.

You sniffed and forced your tears away, trying to focus on the task at hand. It didn't take long to locate the first aid kit and within a minute you were back in your bedroom, where JJ lay, staring up at your ceiling with his chest moving up and down in a motion that proved he was trying to hold his own tears in. Your heart broke at the sight, and you bit down on your wobbling lip as you moved towards him. His eyes met yours when you were close enough, stood in front of him on your bed. You smiled softly.

"Hey, honey," you soothed as he slowly sat up, grimacing at the obvious pain from his side as he did so. Despite his pain, he smirked back at you.

"Hi, baby."

Stepping closer, effectively between his legs, you smiled as his hands wound around and grabbed at your legs, almost as if he was grounding himself, focusing all his attention onto you. You took a moment to take him in as you pressed the wet rag you'd also grabbed on his face, beginning to clean the cut on his eyebrow. It wasn't too deep, thank god, you thought. You feared for the day where one cut might be too deep and one blow too strong, and the thought of JJ, strong and hot headed and impulsive and passionate, might not being able to drag himself out of the house of hell and getting to anyone for help, to you, to John B, to Pope or Kie, scared the shit out of you to put it simply. JJ was so strong, but there was only so much he could take, and you dreaded the day when that would come. You could only hope it never, and in the meantime do your best to prevent it. You let out a shaky breath as you continued to clean the blood from his face, gently dabbing at his torn lip as he hissed. "I'm sorry hon," you murmured, feeling your gut twist at the sight of him in pain.

"I'm okay," he breathed out, only it was shaky and you both knew it to be a lie. You said nothing though, not wanting to start an argument that night. You'd had countless in situations like these, where you'd tell him he needs to get away from his dad and he'd tell you its not that easy and that nothing fucking is on this island, and you'd try and tell him you understand that but you hate seeing him like that, beaten to a pulp, sometimes barely even able to move, and that you were scared to lose him. He'd tell you that you were too good for him, you deserved better, you deserved more, and you'd cry and tell him to shut up, that he was your best friend and all you ever needed and you'd always be there for him, and he would shake his head and deny it all with tears streaming down both your faces until you collapsed into each other and fell asleep with your limbs intertwined whatever mood you'd gone to sleep in. There was something about that night that told you not to argue, not to push him, just clean him up and hold him and let him know that he wasn't alone in this world. His eyes met yours once more. "I'm okay." He repeated, as if you hadn't heard him the first time.

All you could do was nod, and wiping the last bit of blood from his face, you quickly went over the cuts with disinfectant, JJ's grip tightening on the backs of your legs as you continued to tend to every last bit of him. Finishing on his face, you placed a kiss on each and every cut, bruise or scrape that was etched into his skin. He let out a shaky breath, one hand moving up and landing on your back, rubbing up and down as his forehead rested on your shoulder. Running your own hands through his blonde locks, you pressed your nose to the top of his head as you held him close to you. It wasn't long before you felt the tears soak through the material of your shirt (which was technically JJ's shirt, but that didn't matter much.) and his body started to shake against your own, chest heaving and hands shaking.

"I hate him," you heard him mutter. You closed your eyes, wrapping your arms around him tighter, one hand clutching the back of his neck as the other rubbed soothing patterns onto his back. JJ shook against you, hands clutching onto the sides of your shirt as his lips brushed against the side of your neck as he let out a sob. "I just - I fucking hate him! Why does he do this, why does he -? Why, why, why?"

He was muttering the word over and over again, all sense of himself lost as he sobbed into your neck. In that moment, you felt so useless, so powerless, and you knew that JJ did too. You wished you could take away all his pain, make him see that he was so loved, that you loved him entirely and surely, but all you could do in that moment was hold him tight and screw your eyes shut as you cried along with him.

"He doesn't deserve you, J," you whispered into his hair. "He doesn't deserve you one bit. You're the best son, okay. You're the best friend, the best goddamned person on this island, on this planet! You're so loved, you hear me? You're so loved, babyboy. We all love you, I love you okay. I love you more than anything."

You'd said the words a million times before, but somehow in that moment, wrapped up in each other, JJ sobbing into your chest and you holding him like a person would a child, his ear resting against your heart where he could hear every little beat, his own matching the rhythm soon after - in that moment, _you both knew it meant more. That the friendly shared 'love you's' from so many times before were different to the ones now, and yet still neither of you spoke about it. You focused on JJ, giving him the comfort he so desperately needed. And JJ focused on you, focused on your heartbeat and the sound of your breathing and the soothing words you were whispering to him, and you had no clue as to what he was thinking; that he loved you, so fucking much. JJ Maybank didn't know what to do with that, to love someone so completely and honestly like he loved you, beyond the point of friendship and into the unknown territory of _in-love _absolutely _terrified him. But he knew it to be true, he was in love with you.

And as you forced him to take his shirt off so you could inspect the bruises surrounding his stomach and chest, laying a gentle kiss onto each and every one of them as he started at you with pure adoration in his eyes, he thought about your relationship - fears of you getting bored of him, wanting more than the island life and more than him, fears of you leaving him for something or someone simply more. Realising that he was no good like he'd always said, always suspected. But then you gazed at him with a certain glint in your eyes that he knew was reflecting in his own, and you were pressing your lips to his in a soft caress that dimmed all thoughts from his head and the question of 'are you bored yet?' fell flat on his lips as you ate them, chewed it up and spat it straight back out.

That conversation could come later, he supposed.

JJ's jaw clenched as he took in the sight of you, skin glowing in the late night sun that was slowly fading in the moons advance. The kegger had begun only an hour or so before, and yet the beach was filled with people already - varying of Pogues, Tourons and Kooks.

Among them all was you, red cup placed in your hands as you laughed at something the guy in front of you was saying, a small smile on the boys lips as he watched you. JJ felt something twist in his gut, suddenly feeling nauseous as he was stood a bit away from you, taking in the sight with malice in his blue eyes. He didn't know the guy that much was for sure, which could only mean one thing; he was definitely a Touron. That also probably meant that he was one of the few people at the party that didn't know JJ or anything of his reputation for being a bit too hot headed. JJ couldn't decide if that was a good or bad thing.

"Dude," John B slapped a hand on his shoulder, effectively snapping his trance at the pair across the beach. JJ turned towards his best friend, a smirk on John B's lips as their eyes met. "You're gonna poke holes into that guys head the way you're glaring at him man."

JJ rolled his eyes, his head once again moving to look back towards your figure. You didn't look mad at the attention the guy was giving you, and that sent a trail of fury in JJ's veins. "Who is that guy, man?" He asked instead of replying to John B's playful taunts. John B seemed to take note of that and simply shook his head. Fucking clueless, he thought.

"Dunno," John B replied as he took a swig of the beer in his hands. "Some Touron, probably." He glanced at his best friends face and noticed the glare darken in JJ's eyes. He suddenly shifted, blocking his view of you and the guy, ignoring JJ's grunt of displeasure at his move. "Don't start anything, J. Alright?"

JJ scoffed. "Me?" He chuckled darkly. "Nah man, you know I'd never start anything," he patted John B's chest twice. "I'm not the fighting type." JJ knew that John B could make out the sarcastic drawl to his words, and looking away from the brunette's eyes JJ was glancing back at you. His features shifted dramatically as he saw the guy take a step closer to your body, and despite the somewhat uncomfortable smile on your face you never seemed to object to the move. JJ felt the anger in his veins grow. "Fuck this!"

John B stopped him before he could take another step, shoving his chest so that he stumbled backwards. "Don't even think about it," JB warned. From afar, Pope seemed to take notice of the two and began to walk towards the seething blonde and his brunette best friend. "Pope, man tell him," John B practically pleaded as the most level headed of the group arrived at their side. It didn't take long for Pope to realise what the source of JJ's anger was, spotting you and the guy, completely oblivious to what was going on. "What are you planning on doing, huh?"

"He's all over her," JJ simply said - as if that was enough of an excuse for his anger. Pope and John B shared a glance. "I'm just gonna go over there and see if she's alright, alright?"

"Why do you care if he's all over her?" Pope raised his eyebrows. "You're not her boyfriend."

That faltered JJ's stance, and for a split second he looked away from you - still laughing, both hands gripping the cup in your hands, bikini clad top on full show for unwelcome eyes to wander. He clenched his jaw tighter, teeth clashing in his mouth, as he thought about Pope's words. Was it technically true; wasn't he your boyfriend? He didn't know - neither of you did. You hadn't spoken about anything, the changes in your relationship coming almost naturally so that neither of you cared to at first.

First, there was the no Pogue-on-Pogue macking rule. Second, there was something so deliciously thrilling about keeping your relationship from everyone else - no room for drama or prying eyes, or so he thought. But the unknown was beginning to scare him, and all he wanted was answers.

It was as if putting a label on what you both were would potentially put an end to everything, all the kissing, cuddling, secret touches, lingering looks, whispered endearments. The pair of you were too young for this shit, JJ thought. Thinking so hard about what you are or weren't. And god forbid you'd both come to regret it all; JJ couldn't let that happen. He wouldn't.

"I'm not gonna do anything," he said simply, and shoved his way past his friends before they could do anything else. He approached you, your eyes immediately catching his and a large grin overtaking the features of your face as he came closer. The guy seemed to notice your shift in attention and he turned too, eyes widening a bit at the sight of the blonde stood in front of him. JJ tried to smile naturally, his too sharp teeth secretly grinding together. "Hey," he chirped as if he was talking to an old friend. "How're you doing, man? I'm JJ."

You hid a laugh behind your hand, having no clue as to what JJ was trying to achieve but finding the obviously fake enthusiasm rather hilarious in that moment. Over his shoulder, you noticed John B and Pope watching with careful eyes, and everything seemed to click in your mind. _JJ was obviously planning on starting something. _You decided to get yourself and your somewhat boyfriend slash best friend out of the situation before anything could happen, the poor Touron didn't have a clue that you were kinda taken, to a fist throwing first ask questions later, tall blonde named JJ Maybank after all.

"It was nice talking to you, dude," you told the guy, his face dropping at the word dude. God, had he seriously wasted all that time flirting with you? You grabbed JJ's hand, only for him to tug it out of yours and place it around your shoulders, blue eyes sending daggers to the nervous boy on front of you. "We're gonna go now, I think."

And with that, you led the way away from him, not missing the way JJ's eyes swooped over the guy in an almost warning manner before smirking at him. Your hand reached up and fingers intertwined with those of JJ's that were sat rather comfortably near your breast. JJ's fingers squeezed yours in response, his arm tugging you closer before he leaned down and pressed a hard kiss to the top of your head.

Once you were a good distance away from the party and its occupants on the beach, you turned in his arm, hand letting go of his to wrap both your arms around his waist. He kept the same arm around your shoulder and placed his other on your bare back between the high waist line of your shorts and the knot of your bikini, long fingers spacing out and rubbing soothing patterns into the skin.

You sighed as you looked at him. "What was that about?" You questioned, a small smile tugging on your lips regardless of the seriousness in your question as you demanded answers.

"That guy was all over you," JJ grunted, his eyes leaving yours to glare at the space where you stood a minute before talking to the said guy. "He was practically drooling all over you. I saved you, y'know. You should be thanking me, babe."

You laughed, and rolling your eyes you reached up to touch his face, thumb smoothing over the still darkened skin under his eye from the confrontation of his dad earlier that week. Leaning up on your toes, aware that nobody could see the action from the distance you and JJ were stood from the kegger, you pressed a kiss to the bruised skin, JJ's eyes closing at the feel of your lips against his skin, a soft exhale leaving his chest.

"Were you jealous, baby?" You teased gently, chuckling at his scoff in response to your accusation. "Relax, J. You don't have to be. I've only got eyes for you."

That seemed to catch his attention. JJ pulled away from you a bit, blue eyes suddenly serious and pink lips forming a tight line. For a second you worried you'd said something wrong, suddenly afraid that he would pull back completely and distance himself from you like you feared one day he would - it was only a matter of time before he realised what you had was a mistake, you worried. That he'd get bored of you and realise there was so many other people he could have. The thought alone made you sick, and you forced the intruding thoughts to the back of your head as JJ's eyes trailed over your face.

"What's wrong?" You couldn't take it anymore. The silence was deafening, even with the music and chatter of the teenagers behind you lingering in the night air. JJ seemed to get hold of his bearings at that moment, shaking his head and leaving a hand from your body to run through his hair. You watched him all the while, lip between your teeth. "J, what's wrong baby?"

JJ wished he had an answer, but he simply didn't. He had no idea what was wrong, no way of telling you the thoughts that were running through his mind. JJ had never been good with words, or emotions, or anything much like that at all. And so he just shook his head, sighing deeply as his hands caressed your face. You welcomed the touch, head leaning into his hold as he smiled down at you. You knew there was something he wanted to say to you; you had known him for so long, felt like all your life, and you could see right through his lies. However you never said a thing, once again. In that moment, it felt enough to just be by his side.

"Can we go?" He muttered quietly, despite no-one being around you. You smiled softly, eyes staring into each others there on the beach. "Just wanna go to sleep with you," he murmured that time, leaning down and kissing the side of your lips, not completely which had you grumbling quietly.

"Course, baby," you whispered as you looked at him, feeling nothing but adoration and love for the boy in front of you. "Let's go."

And so after kissing him under the moonlight, feet sunken in the damp sand as the sea splashed around you, the kegger still going strong in the distance, JJ took your hands and led the way back to the Chateau, where despite both your similar thoughts you crawled into bed in the spare bedroom and fell asleep together, your head resting on his chest with his cheek pressed against your head, arms wrapped around forms and legs intertwined.

It was hot, blistering heat panning down on your form as you lay on the hammock outside the Chateau, eyes closed with one arm resting over them in a fleeting attempt to block the sun out. Despite the unbearable temperature of the day, JJ lay in between your legs, perfectly muscular arms wrapped around your waist as his head rested on your stomach that was covered only by one of his infamous cut-off sleeve shirts, only a bikini underneath it keeping you modest.

One of your hands played with the hair on the back of his neck, twirling the strands in between your fingers and repeating the process over and over again, JJ letting out a low him as you did so.

It was just the two of you, the quiet and peacefulness welcome on the hot day as you cuddled as close as you could and as much as you wanted, nothing off limits away from the prying eyes of your best friends. Both Kie and Pope were working, John B having traded your company for that of Sarah Cameron's for the day, and so that only left the pair of you to do anything and everything you pleased. JJ had let out a joyous whoop when you'd discovered the fact, and you'd only managed to get out of bed half an hour before as he took full advantage of having the Chateau to yourselves for the morning. The original plan was to go surfing, but as soon as you'd stepped out of the house the both of you seemed to come to a silent mutual agreement that lounging around in the sun on the porch was a much more welcoming idea instead.

And so that's what the pair of you had done; there was barely a word uttered between you both as you lay there, JJ's skin slightly sticky and damp on your own due to the heat, but neither of you seemed to mind as you simply closed your eyes and basked in the quiet, content with doing nothing with your favourite person.

JJ's hands had moved so that he was caressing your side, your skin revealed with the low cut of his shirt as his thumb rubbed patterns into your skin. In its wake it left goosebumps, JJ's touch never failing to make you shiver even in all the years you had known him. He knew what effect he had on you too, he smirked as you shivered, his other hand squeezing the flesh of your hip.

You trailed your own hands down from his hair and onto the exposed flesh of his back as he lay shirtless, and you could feel the muscles under your palms clench as you let out a small giggle. JJ chuckled along, although he'd had no idea as to what it was you were laughing at in the first place. The sound of your laugh just made him happy, he supposed.

"What're you laughing at?" He murmured quietly, chin propping on your stomach and his eyes squinting up at you. He'd moved a hand down to your thigh, now kneading the flesh there as his other remained on your side and wrote unknown words into the skin there. You grinned down at him lazily, the sun and his charming aura making you feel high. Then again, you probably were high; the blunt you'd both shared a couple of minutes earlier taking its toll.

"Nothing," you hummed. "Just really, really fucking happy right now s'all."

JJ laughed, laying a kiss onto your stomach and loving the way you giggled at the action. He pressed more there, letting out dramatic sounds of various 'mwah's' as he trailed them up further until his lips were on the skin on your collarbone, continuing his assault onto your neck. JJ's tongue darted out, and your giggles had soon turned into breathy moans of approval as he sucked on the skin, his sharpened teeth sinking into the flesh not long after. You gripped the back of his neck, fingernails digging into his hairline as your sounds of pleasure rippled through the air surrounding you without a care in the world. In that moment you couldn't care less if anyone had caught you - all that mattered was JJ, all that ever mattered was JJ. He sucked gently on your flesh, adding to the bruises that already littered your chest, stomach, thighs, anywhere he could get his mouth earlier. You both knew questions would be asked from the others, in the high temperatures of the Outer Banks your skin was almost always revealed. But again, neither of you cared.

Not when JJ's mouth left your skin with a satisfying pop, his eyes taking in the sight of the freshly bruised flesh, a content smile on his lips. He leaned down and peppered a kiss to the lovebite, soothing his tongue over it afterwards. You let out a sigh, suddenly breathless under his heated gaze.

JJ shuffled his body up and closer, one leg in between yours as his right hand came up and held your face tenderly in his palm, the rough skin of his thumb swiping along your brow as he grinned cheekily down at you. "You're fucking beautiful y'know that?"

Your cheeks blazed, an almost embarrassed laugh leaving your mouth and you shook your head at his words. JJ looked offended suddenly, his brows furrowing as he nodded furiously. "Um, yes you are. Don't you dare say that you're not because you're, fucking, beautiful, okay," between each word he left lingering kisses to your lips with his own, and you knew it was probably the weed in his system that had spurred him to such a romantic confrontation, but you welcomed it regardless, giggling against his lips as one leg hooked around his waist. "Fucking god, you keep doing that and we won't be moving from this hammock all day."

"I'm not complaining about that," you replied and pressed your lips harder to his. JJ let out a groan, his body impulsively pushing down further onto yours, his hips directly on yours, chests pressed close together, his arm holding him up enough near your head so he didn't suffocate you completely, his other kneading the soft flesh of your bikini bottom clad ass. Your own hands caressed the skin of his abdomen, fingers sprawled and feeling his abs tense underneath the tips. You pulled away only slightly, taking in the sight of his flushed face, his eyes bright and yearning, flashing with something you couldn't quite place and his lips swollen and so very red. "Thank you, by the way." You whispered as you reached up and pushed the hair from his face. "You're pretty beautiful yourself, hon."

JJ seemed to understand what you were getting at then, his chest heaving with a chuckle as he shook his head at you. He leaned down and placed a kiss to your nose, returning his head to snuggle into your neck as you were once again wrapped around each other. "Thanks, I know," he joked (possibly) as his hands resumed their pattern of soothing shapes on your ribs. You hummed a random tune, the calming atmosphere returning around the pair of you on the porch. It was quiet for a few more minutes, your eyes closing involuntarily and almost falling asleep right then and there before JJ spoke up again. "You're my best friend, y'know."

The words were so quiet you almost missed them, but with the silence surrounding you, you'd heard them loud and clear. Your eyes opened and you glanced down at the boy laying atop of you, his face hidden in the skin of your neck.

"I would hope so," you laughed slightly, having no clue as to where JJ was planning on going with the fact. "You're my best friend too. I'd be lost without you and the guys."

"No," JJ shook his head. He shifted in his place, eyes connecting with yours as you sent him a questioning look, quirking your eyebrow. JJ sighed deeply, sucking his lower chapped lip into his mouth for a second before releasing it and allowing your finger to trace the outline of it. "You don't get it. You're like, my best friend. I know it sounds stupid and I'm probably a selfish fucker for saying it, but I'd put you above everyone else. You are above everyone else. And like, I don't know how else to explain it but you mean the fucking world to me. Without you, I'd be nothing. If I lost you, I'd fucking die."

His voice broke at the end, and it damn near broke your heart as you hushed him gently, arms circling around his head and holding it close to your chest. You kissed his forehead, hearing him sniffle before he raised his head and met your eyes, the sea blue crystallised by unshed tears.

"I feel like I've known you my whole life, and I just - I don't know what I'd do without you. I'm scared honestly, shit fucking feared of losing you, or you realising that I'm just a no good low life and you could do better, and honestly you could and I don't even know what the fuck you're doing with me," JJ chuckled darkly and you shook your head, feeling tears prick at your own eyes at his words. "And I don't even know if you want to be with me, or if what we're doing is some mistake you're gonna regret, but you're my best friend."

The earnest in his voice made your heart clench in your chest. You'd seen JJ cry numerous times, seen his facade break and his world around him to crash, seen the emotions pour out of him with so much force whether they be happy, sad, fucking hysterical or ecstatic; and you'd loved him through it all. The realisation of just how much you loved him, that went beyond friendship and into pure, earnest and genuine love for the boy in front of you, made your head swirl and butterflies in your stomach to clash heavily against your ribcage. Something warm spread throughout you, and you welcomed the feeling with open arms. You loved JJ Maybank, purely and honestly, with every fibre in your being.

"J," you murmured carefully, gripping his damp cheeks and forcing him to look at you. His face was unreadable, but you could see in his eyes what he was feeling in that moment. "You're fucking crazy, alright? Everything about you is so damned chaotic and I love every bit of it. I love every bit of you, so much. Do you know how scared I was that you would take all this back? Regret it all, leave me for someone better. I was scared shitless, because I cannot lose you. You're my best friend, and all I wanna do is spend all my time with you."

"I've never felt like this before," you whispered as JJ's gaze softened, hands gripping your hips and squeezing gently. You traced the worry in his brows, easing it away, traced the bottoms of his eyes, the slope of his nose and the outline of his lips. He breathed against your fingertips, the soft exhale making the hairs on your arms raise. "I love you, J. And if you think you're ever gonna get rid of me, you're terribly fucking mistaken."

JJ chuckled at that, blonde head falling on your chest as he breathed in and out, seemingly catching his breath at your confession. "Thank god," he breathed, cheeky gaze raising to catch yours as he grinned, suddenly surging forward and catching your lips with his own in a deep and passionate embrace that had you feeling dizzy at the pure feel of it all. "I was scared you were gonna tell me to fuck off, thought you were using me for my body for a minute there, babe."

You full on laughed, breaking away from his eager lips to let it out, your hands clutching his cheeks and your legs squashing his body atop yours from where they were wrapped around his waist. "You're such a fucker, J." He kissed along your jaw in response, biting down softly. "God, that weed must have been some new level shit."

"Nah," JJ shook his head and grinned. "You just drive me crazy, babygirl." His hands wandered from your ribs higher till his fingertips just slipped under the material of your bikini top. He pressed a further series of tender kisses to your chest, trailing them down and then back up to meet your lips once more. He gazed lovingly at you, looking golden in the sunlight. "I love you too, by the way. Just so y'know."

You grinned softly, catching his bottom lip with your teeth when he began to pull away, pulling a delicious groan from him. "I know," you echoed back to him, lips raising on their own accord to match JJ's almost shy smile at your declaration. "Hey, can we stay home today? Wanna watch the sunset with you later."

JJ snorted, laying one last lingering kiss to your lips before snuggling back into your neck, his eyelashes brushing against your delicate skin. "Whatever you want baby," he chuckled, breath warm. "Whatever you want."

Yours and JJ's (now established, thankfully) relationship only progessed from there; it was in the little things, spending every moment you could get with each other, always touching in some kind of way whether it to be hands curled around one another's, fingers dancing on skin, shoulders and arms brushing, legs squished beside each other. It was all new, and it was all so exciting, and any worries that the two of you may had shared earlier vanished and in their wake came new thoughts of the future, of which you'd spend together.

If the gang had noticed the change, they hadn't mentioned it. Though you already knew Kie suspected something a long time ago, and probably Pope and John B too, due to JJ's little episode at the kegger that time. But you and JJ rejoiced in the unknown, relationship growing stronger each day all the while. You weren't trying to hide it - god forbid, you'd both been waiting so long for it, but you hadn't officially announced you were boyfriend and girlfriend either. There wasn't anything to say, you thought. The relationship came naturally, years of close friendship gradually turning into something more for the pair of you, and you'd both agreed it would be way funnier for the gang to come to their own conclusions and confront you about it themselves. However long that would take them.

The Pogues had driven the HMS Pogue out to the marsh, planning on drinking, swimming and simply hanging out for the day. Sarah had joined you on that particular day, body pressed close to John B's as the group lounged around on the boat, you and JJ wrapped around each other as usual.

His muscular arm was wrapped around your shoulders as you sprawled out close together, your legs thrown over his as your body angled towards his own, head resting on his shoulder. Your hands held the one thrown over you, absentmindedly playing with his ring adorned fingers. His other gripped your knee laying over his, thumb rubbing gentle patterns into the tanned skin there.

Nobody had mentioned your closeness - it was nothing new, the pair of you had always been so close, always touching even before becoming a couple. But Sarah wasn't as close with you as the others, and though she was aware of how close you and JJ were, she wasn't as up to date with everything like everyone else. You'd had no idea that she always just assumed the pair of you were dating, until that day.

"So, you guys are like, a couple right?" She'd asked out of the blue, eyes directed onto you and JJ. Kie suddenly sat up straight, sunglasses raising to rest atop her head rather than on her nose, Pope beside her seemingly taking as much interest, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees as he listened.

From beside Sarah, John B laughed and shook his head. "Everyone thinks that," he grinned, looking to you and JJ who shared a knowing glance. Sarah looked at him in confusion. "They can't help it though, their sexual tension is through the roof."

Sarah looked even more confused. "Wait, so you guys aren't together?"

JJ cleared his throat, arm tightening around your shoulders. You squeezed his hand as you stared up at him, smiling softly at his uncertain gaze. Once he'd met your eyes, the uncertainty faded away and in its place came a cheeky kind of look, mischievous and so attractive that you had to hold yourself back from kissing him right then and there. You knew it was time to come clean; and you thought it would scare you, your relationship suddenly becoming so real, but the thought only made your insides twist and churn with nothing but excitement.

You looked back at Sarah, who's gaze was still on the pair of you, as well as everyone elses. You noted the almost giddy expression on Kie's face, the barely suppressed curiosity on Pope's, and the suddenly confused one of John B's. You almost laughed, but held it in to say, "Actually, yeah. JJ and I are together."

JJ squeezed you gently as the reactions from your friends began. Kie grinned smugly, Sarah smiled at the two of you, John B raised his eyebrows so high they almost got lost beneath his hat, and Pope slapped his knees before he lurched backwards with his arms raised above his head.

"I knew it, man," Pope shook his head, though a smile was growing on his handsome features. "I knew something's been up with you two."

You laughed as Kie scoffed, "You knew? I had it figured out from the very beginning, I could tell something had changed." She eyed you. "And I was specifically told that nothing was going on, you big fat liar!"

"I'm sorry," you chuckled. "In my defence, when you asked me about it then I actually didn't know if we were like, together together. We hadn't spoken about it yet."

JJ grinned and pulled your body closer, leaning down and pressing a sloppy kiss to the top of your head as your face was mushed into his bare chest. "Yeah, and who can blame her for wanting to keep my Sex God body all to herself?" He asked rhetorically, laughing when you slapped him on the chest with a playful eye roll.

"Wait, so are you a couple now?" John B questioned, puzzled. He looked between the pair of you, your arms wrapped around his waist, one of his still around your shoulder and hand resting between your boobs. The other brushed hair from your face, JJ's gaze loving and soft as he looked down at you before looking back towards his best friend. John B scrunched his face. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"We didn't tell anyone man," JJ shrugged carelessly. His fingers had began to play with your hair. "Figured it would be funnier for you guys to find out yourselves," he grinned. "So congratulations, you guys now know. Your reward is the knowledge that we fuck now!"

The gang groaned at his ludicrous words, and you slapped his chest with more force than you had before, just slightly as you scoffed and attempted to raise your head and move position to get a good look at him, but all JJ did was grab your hand and pull it upwards to his lips, kissing each of your knuckles instead.

You rolled as your eyes as you turned back to your friends. "We're sorry about not telling you," you said almost sheepishly. "We only really figured out what this was between us a few days ago, and by that time we just kinda forgot to mention it. This whole thing just kinda happened, we didn't know if it would last or become serious."

"And it has become serious now?" Pope voiced everyone's thoughts, glancing between the two of you. "Like, you're together as a couple. You love each other?"

You and JJ shared a look, the pair of you smiling softly as your hand raised and brushed the blonde strands of hair that fell over his brow, his own reaching up and holding the side of your jaw, his thumb swiping along your cheek lovingly. The others shared glances, unknown to you and JJ as you seemed to be lost inside your own little world for a moment.

When you came to again, you never turned from his eyes, watching the sea blue irises light up at your words; "Yeah, I love him, the fucker."

You heard a collective round of replies, but the feel of JJ's lips on yours for a second forced your attention on him and only him, your hands on his cheeks as you held him there for a full minute before pulling away, leaving a couple more little pecks on his lips. He whispered, "I love you." before he turned his attention to your friends, your smile so bright.

"I thought she'd get bored of me," he revealed unexpectedly. The Pogues (plus Sarah) all looked to him with various expressions of confusion, your own face matching theirs for a moment. JJ felt a smile tug on his lips as your hands massaged his scalp, nails scraping gently against the skin beneath. "But of course she couldn't, I mean I'm the fucking best am I not?"

The gang rolled their eyes as his normal cheeky expression returned, though they all smiled at the pair of you cuddled close together on the seats of the HMS Pogue, realising it was the happiest they'd ever seen the both of you. John B let out a sigh, shaking his head in disbelief. "Well, it's about time anyway."

And just like that, everything went back to normal. You knew they'd have more questions in the future, prepared to answer any and every one of them when they came. But your little group swayed their attention elsewhere sat out on their little boat, laughing and joking at the next topic of conversation, bright eyes and giddy smiles on every face as you drank, swam and sunbathed out there on the marsh. JJ was only looking at you though, skin golden and blue eyes shining. You loved him, you thought. How could he ever think you'd get bored of him, with his charm and quick witted words, sarcastic drawl and tendency to get into trouble, his obsession with weed and putting others before himself always, his beautiful mind and ridiculously good looks to match. He was yours, all yours. And you loved him. JJ grinned. "Are you bored yet?" He asked, just once, loving the sound of your giggle as you shook your head at his antics. "No? Good, because I'm never gonna get bored of you."

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do you have any irving hcs?

*gently lifts my totally coherent and real list of hcs* yes Warning that this gets VERY long bc I put on my Irving playlist halfway through and my brain went into half ramble mode half many thoughts mode. I also just have so many thoughts on Irving

Starting off by once again promoting my 'Irving has a brother and sister' hc

Irving handles character correction/role assignments (and also would be the brawns/strength in the trio, working mostly with the Combat Arena X folks but just overall anything Lionel related). His brother (Sterling) handles punishments (got lazy with sol and just handed that off to Irving) and uses magic (he's the beauty of the trio by default. The charismatic one) and then his sister (Eleanor) handles all the logistics/diagnostics/bug fixes and doesn't properly work with game characters, though has files on all Gmaeworks-owned/associated characters (she's the brain of the trio) [sectioned off from the others so this is easier to read]

Gay and homophobic

No one gets rights but him. He's the only gay person allowed.

Before the "Lionel wants this" incident, Reggie was adamently trying to befriend Irving. It never worked, Irving never cared for him. At fucking all

Irving, watching Bryce train: Haha I hope this doesn't awaken anything in me

It did

I'm sorry, but him getting super excited and then just going "*clears throat* I mean good. Anyways so-" feels so fucking gay to me. You cant convince me otherwise idc how much he likes violence. That was AT LEAST a teeny bit gay. Fruity, even.

Was constantly 5 seconds away from fucking killing someone in the Combat Arena X cast. He may like fighting, but he's very happy Lionel ended up selling the franchise, he can't deal with ANY of those idiots again

Doesn't honestly understand why he's so devoted to keeping Lionel happy and alive. As far as he's aware, nothing happened, and he doesn't think of Lionel as anything more than one of his bosses, so he doesn't get it

Ik the original line from Catarina was about Jeremiah, but the line "An unswerving loyalty to his master. Must be hard-coded." also makes me think of Irving with Lionel. Like,,,everything Irving does is for Lionel in some way. He punishes the characters that destroy Lionel's career, even killing other characters to make it happen. He 'gets rid of' Reggie. He warns him of the stolen artifact. There's gotta be SOMETHING going on

Is. Somehow not aware his other boss (Lou) is the devil. It just. hasn't clicked for him.

Was recreated/revived after The Hex's finale by Lou, though he now adamantly avoids the Six Pint Inn.

On that note, doesn't understand how trauma/mental illness works

"Yeah my uneasiness about going back to the inn is just me being careful, considering what happened last time. Nothing more."

The thought of it makes him spiral a little. Sir please look up what a panic attack is im BEGGING you. Same with mentioning going there. ;)

Also his dead body is still very much so buried behind the inn. So, technically he's just,,,a remade version?? The sequel. Irving part 2 electric boogaloo. Same personality and memories, though. So, nothing changed, he just has trauma now

Overlooked the work done on Inscryption when he wasn't helping Lionel. Was overworked, but never really,,,noticed it was happening. He just noticed he was extra tired and then never acknowledged it again

Was sent to solely overlook the development of Inscryption once Lionel was dead. Wasn't given much time to move on

At this point, all the basic coding had been done, as work on Inscryption (or at least Kaycee helping develop it) had started at some point at the same time as Waste World's development in my hcs. I'll write up a proper timeline for my hcs eventually. But yeah, he was just sent to watch over the characters and make sure they all stayed in line

Here's the link to all my Irving + Trader hcs bc im not relisting them all

His cruelty and devotion (to Lionel, obv) were coded into his AI by Lou. It wasn't Lou's first time fucking around with programs after all, and fucking around with something that was purely an ai was much easier than something that was once alive

The devotion was coded in during Lionel's time making games for Gamefuna, so at some point during Combat Arena X or Secrets of Legendaria. The incident with Reggie was purely cruelty based, and was Irving twisting Lionel's words to fit his own goals

This was kicked into high gear shortly after SoL's failure

Constantly struggling with Sado. She's both exactly like him and the exact opposite to him at the same time. They're both sadistic, sentient programs that don't care for the lives they endanger. But while Irving strives to protect Lionel, Sado strives to destroy him, whatever that may entail.

Was unfortunately busy with Inscryption due to Lionel's lack of progress when Sado invaded Waste World, and was in all unable to stop the damage that happened with that game. Found out about it shortly after the damage had already been done, and sought to capture Sado, no matter what.

Obviously, though, she got freed. That mixed with the stolen artifact just stressed him the fuck out, but protecting Lionel had to come before dealing with his own stress, even if that inevitably became his downfall

His devotion was actually coded in by Lou bc Lou kinda realized after making a deal with Carla that he was putting Lionel's life in danger, and. Well. *Looks at my Lou and Barry pre-canon hcs*

Taking a less pre-canon dependent approach, his devotion could honestly just also be that Lionel's one of the very few that are earning Gamefuna money, even if Gamefuna's games suck. So, if Lionel dies, they lose one of their best programmers.

Either way, Irving's devoted to Lionel purely because Lou wants him to be

I could honestly write a whole ANALYSIS on Irving's character, so. Take it in loose hc format instead. Maybe one day I'll write a proper analysis on him. One day

[ridiculousravenclaw]

The life of Elara Ware - chapter 3

So, funny story. I accidentally shut myself out of this account when I forgot my damn password. Then there was this pandemic and being technically a key worker, that was stress. Then I just started writing other stuff. So yeah, I kinda left this behind, which was a shame because I had a lot planned for it. But anyway here's chapter 3 as I wrote it ages ago and who knows, maybe I'll keep going. FYI I could not be bothered to go back and check it so theres almost definitely a spelling mistake or some grammatical errors. Sorry about it.

The next few days at The Burrow passed far too quickly for Elaras liking. It could be hectic at times with so many of them in one house. A fact Mrs Weasley continuously apologised for. But Elara, so used to being alone, loved the business of life at the Weasleys. She had missed George more than she thought she could. They relished in the time they spent together and, when they were sure no one was around to see, stole as many kisses as they could. With so many of them in the house though the later was practically impossible and more than once their embrace had been broken up my someone walking suddenly into the room. Ron couldn't look Elara in the eye for days after he walked in to find a particularly passionate scene. In fairness it was actually his room.

The fullness of the house had at least meant that they could stage 4 a side quidditch matches in the garden with the Weasleys and Harry. Hermione preferred to watch. When they weren't doing that Elara found she enjoyed chatting with Ginny, who to Elaras great surprise was not as girly or shy as she thought she was. Or talking with the eldest 2 Weasley boys; neither of whom she'd met before and had a number of interesting tales about the twins growing up. Then there was Harry, Ron and Hermione. They were a bit of an unlikely trio and Elara was convinced Ron fancied Hermione, but nether the less they were obviously good friends and Elara enjoyed spending time with them. Especially Harry. She'd always really liked Harry Potter, he didn't want the pitty the world gave him, he just wanted a normal life. Elara found she really respected that. The only person in the house Elara found she clashed with was Percy. Though she got the impression that it wasn't just her he had that affect on. For lack of a better word, Percy was a bit of a snob. Thankfully she rarely saw him as he spent most days at work and often chose to stay late most nights.

It was the last day of the holidays and they were all sat in the living room except for Mr Weasley who still wasn't back from work. Elara had parked herself on the furthest seat from her boyfriend and his twin. There was 2 reasons for this. First it meant she didnt have to resist the temptation of his soft lips whilst everyone was here to see. Secondly it made it far easier to feign ignorance to what the pair were currently doing. As they sat huddled together, talking in hushed whispers. She wasnt entirely sure what they were up to but it was almost certainly to do with Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, something Mrs Weasley highly disapproved of. As she sat alone she found her mind wondering and without meaning to found herself going over the dream she'd had the night before. She couldn't explain why but it had been bothering her all day. It wasn't a scary dream or in anyway disturbing. But Elara found herself shaken up by it none the less. Especially as she was almost certain she'd had that exact dream before.

In the dream Elara was walking through the woods at night. The only respite from the dark provided by the moon as its faint light battled through the thick branche above. She's looking for something but what it is or where she should look remains a mystery. Still she keeps going. Undeterred as the trees and undergrowth becomes denser and more wild. Then all of a sudden she sees a shape moving through the shadows. It slides slowly through the trees towards her until it stops in a clearing ahead. Bathing in the moonlight is a great white fox. Larger than any fox had the right to be and more majestic than any she'd seen. Its pure white coat shining brightly as though lighting up from within. Elara feels a pang of familiarity deep in her heart as she looks into its eyes. She doesn't run or scream. She knows she's safe. The white fox is here to help her, like a mother looking out for her cub. Its gaze is mesmerising and Elara could read the message in its eyes. 'follow me. I'll show you where it is'

"hey! daydreamer! wake up!" Elara was suddenly pulled out of her thoughts to find the whole room staring at her. She shakes herself mentally, uncomfortable by the sudden attention on her.

"sorry" she said trying to laugh it off dismissively "miles away"

"whatcha thin huh in abou?" asked Ron mid yawn. Elara sighed

"that out of all Georges siblings I like you the least" she said dryly

"really?"

"no" she says with a smile, earning a few laughs. Ron a few seconds behind the others before he got the joke.

Suddenly his face changed

"woah!" he said, staring at Elara in amazement.

"what?" Elara said. she suddenly felt a bit self conscious.

"your eyes are different colours!"

"oh" She giggled breathing a sigh of relief. "you've just noticed? really? how long have I known you?"

Everyone was laughing again

"what. have they always been like that?"

"yes!" everyone else said in chorus.

"Since I was a baby Ron. what did you think I did it deliberately? I got bored one day and coloured one in with a sharpie?"

Ron made a face somewhere between confusion and embarrassment.

"what's a sharpie?" Ah, Elara thought. muggle reference, complete miss.

" Well we all know ickle Ronnie kins is a complete idiot at the best of times. "Said George as he crossed the room and squeezed on the armchair next to Elara before pulling her onto his lap.

"what is a sharpie?" he added to her at a whisper. Elara smiled and shook her head dismissively. The rest of the room going back to their individual conversations.

"muggle stuff" she answered

"Ah. well then whatever you do, dont mention it in front of dad. he'll get all excited and interrogate you again." George said as he started rubbing small circles onto her hip with his thumb. Elara couldn't help but smile at the gesture.

"oh stop it hes not that bad. " She said rolling her eyes.

"yes he is, remember when you mentioned the cinema?" Elara laughed. She did remember that. It had taken her the best part of an hour to explain the concept to Mr Weasley.

"Anyway. Don't be so mean to your brother, as I recall it took you months to bloody notice." George looked blank for a moment.

"notice what?" he asked

"my eyes!"

"oh" he remarked, realisation dawning.

"it wasnt months was it? maybe a few weeks" Elara was giggling now, enjoying the slight embarrassment creeping into George's cheeks.

"nope definitely months. it was around Christmas time. remember? you thought I'd done it with magic to be all christmassy. Though how that's a christmassy thing to do I dont know."

"oh. yeah. well... that's only cause I'm not a weird person who stares at pretty girls eyes" George said, mockingly batting his eyelids at her. Elara grinned fondly at him, then leaned forward and left a light peck on his lips.

"Yeah you are."

"a couple of months is good for him" Fred said " George didn't realise we were identical until we were 7" Elara started slightly having not realised Fred had come over. He was sat on the floor next Charlie looking amused.

"in fairness that's not so obvious as I have always been way better looking than you." George retorted quickly.

Both twins sniggered and Elara noted that even their laughter was the same.

"did we mention he's delusional? sure you want him El?" Fred said

"Oh someone sounds jealous to me. Don't worry Fred I'm sure we can find a girl to take pity and go out with you"

Elara could tell this verbal tennis wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

" *cough* testosterone *cough* "

"oh look your fathers coming" Mrs Weasley suddenly announced getting everyones attention. Sure enough the hand on the grand father clock which bore mr Weasleys likeness had moved and now pointed at travelling. Then it moved once more settleing with the other hands on home. At the same time the door opened and Mr Weasleys voice could be heard from the kitchen. Mrs Weasley scuttled out to greet him. With the others distracted by this Elara inexplicably found her mind once again wondering back to her dream and the White Fox. Its magnetic familiar eyes drawing her in.

"you okay?" George said quietly. Wrapping his arms around Elara protectively and pulling her back to the present.

"yeah of course" She said trying to sound as casual as possible. George wasnt convinced. He knew her far too well and having shared it with him that morning knew what she was thinking about.

"It was just a dream you know El. I know it was a bit freaky. But it cant hurt you" he said, squeezing her arm reassuringly. That's just the thing, she thought, it wasn't scary to me. But she smiled at him appreciatively.

"I know"

[izzyfandoms]

Hmm okay! More ideas (also I've decided it starts as LAMP/CALM then develops into CALMER later)

Roman and Remus are very stupid and keep coming up with elaborate plans to woo Roman's crushes and Deceit has to be the Only One With A Brain and step in sometimes, but the problem is that while he seems smart he is also dumb and that's why it takes them so long for Roman to acc confess

Virgil is Deceit's cousin, it takes months for them to make the connection between that Virgil and Roman's Virgil. Once that connection is made Deceit is sent to Interrogate Virgil on his feelings (which never works)

Deceit is fully aware of his feelings for Remus (after years of denying them) and is certain that Remus feels the same way (he does). He keeps trying to confess but they keep getting interrupted (usually by Roman, on one memorable occasion by Virgil, which led to Deceit having to Remove Remus From His House to keep Remus from questioning Virgil)

Virgil was the first one to develop crushes on Patton, Logan and Roman. He and Patton have been next door neighbours for Years, so he's liked him the longest. He and Logan sat next to each other in a science class (and Logan helped him out) and he developed a crush on him, then introduced him to Patton and the pair became a trio. And then when Roman joined the group he fell for him Immediately when Roman started jokingly serenading him

Patton's technically liked Virgil for as long as Virgil's liked him, but he thought those feelings were just platonic for a really long time ("it's normal to wanna make out with your friends, right?). He realised his crush on Logan first (soon after Logan joined their group of friends) and told Virgil IMMEDIATELY. (Virgil was somehow jealous of both Logan AND Patton but pretended he wasn't). He realised his feelings for Virgil just before Roman joined the group, and developed feelings for Roman last when he was hanging out (alone) with Roman and Roman gave him a pretty flower (Patton thought he was being platonic, but fell head over heels. Roman was 100% flirting)

Logan fell for Roman first! But it was a crush from afar, easy to ignore, as their friendship groups were Very Separate until Roman ended up joining their trio and Logan realised that he did Really Really like Roman and that he was more attractive up close. He fell for Patton second (Patton gave him a friendship bracelet the second day they were friends and he was like "oh that's cute. I bet the butterflies in my stomach mean nothing") and then fell for Virgil relatively soon afterwards (before Roman joined the group)

And Roman fell for them all around the same time! Developing crushes only a few weeks into friendship!

Anyway, them getting together is basically Roman doing a Big Dramatic Confession while they're hanging out in a park and it's all cute and everyone is VERY blushy and the feelings are all mutual and they're so happy!!! And ofc Deceit and Remus get together around the same time

Now, im sure you're wondering how Remy and Emile come into this, and how they join and turn this ot4 into an ot6

Remy and Roman are friends! Not super close, they don't hang out just the two of them, but they have a ton of mutual friends and have hung out in a group a bunch of times

Also! Remy and Emile are an established couple. Super cute! Everyone ships them!

Anyway, a few months into the LAMP relationship, Roman and Remy end up bumping into each other and Remy asks Roman about something (probably homework related) and Roman tells him the answer and Remy (notorious for flirting with everyone, though everyone knows he isn't serious and is very committed to Emile) responds with "thanks, babe" with a grin and a wink and maybe a compliment, and then he leaves

And Roman FREEZES, cos that "thanks, babe" should NOT have made his heart flutter in that soft way that he only gets around his boyfriends and oh god is he into Remy

Meanwhile, Remy, around the corner from Roman, has ALSO frozen cos he's like "oh wait shit, do i like Roman?"

Now, Remy and Emile (because Emile is great and Like That) have a great relationship and are super big on communication so it doesn't take long for Remy to tell Emile about this (and he decides not to act on it, but accepts his feelings, as does Emile)

Soon after this conversation, Roman is still panicking over his new feelings for Remy, and has Not told his boyfriends yet (cos he's Like That) and he decides that maybe if he goes and talks to Emile (and "subtly" brings up Remy), he'll see that Remy and Emile are great together and his crush will go away

Emile realises what's going on immediately (he is the only smart one in this whole story), but goes along with it, and talks about what an amazing boyfriend Remy is, which has the opposite effect that Roman wanted it to, cos now he likes him even more. Roman acts Casual and like nothing's going on and Emile's just like "sigh" and not-so-subtly hints that maybe Roman should talk to his boyfriends if something's bothering him

Roman doesn't know if Emile Knows (he does) and is Nervous and then Emile gives him a Supportive Smile and squeezes his shoulder and Roman suddenly realises that Emile is VERY pretty and had a second "OH FUCK" moment. Emile does not noticed this, especially as Roman leaves almost immediately afterwards

As Roman is leaving, Emile watches his go, and thinks about how maybe Roman would make quite a nice boyfriend, and that he has nice hair and seems to know as much about Disney as Emile (very important traits when seeking out a boyfriend)

Roman isn't quite ready to talk to his boyfriends about this yet, so he goes to Remus and Deceit, instead!

He walks in on them making out (and maybe Remus is in the process of taking Deceit's shirt off, idk) which is Unfortunate but he still ends up telling them about his Two New Crushes. Remus probably makes some kind of inappropriate joke about it and Deceit tries to tell him off but also Remus is Cute and it makes him just want to kiss him again. He doesn't though, as Roman is there, and instead tells him that Communication Is Good

It takes like three weeks for Roman to tell his boyfriends about his new crushes, and when he does, Virgil and Logan are Surprised but not upset, and Patton was not surprised at all, because he already knew (Roman was not subtle). They have a conversation about it, and it's a little awkward, but goes well! (No angst here, this is pure pining and fluff)

Patton and Emile are already friends, and he kinda knows Remy through him (though not very well), and Patton suggests maybe trying a double date! Logan thinks it's a good idea, and though Roman and Virgil are anxious, they do it

So the six of them go on a double date and idk maybe they go into town and just Hang Out or something, and it goes well, and then they have another double date, and then another and another and another and another and another and WOOPS everyone's fallen for each other and is this really just a double date when everyone's flirting with each other and it's kinda obvious, but no one wants to risk being wrong so they don't bring it up

Until, one day, months after the first double date, they're all hanging out and Roman's house (and they're all aware that everyone's just a bit too affectionate to all be truly platonic) and Remy is playing with Roman's hair and everything's calm and casual and they're joking around with each other and Roman (half-jokingly) self depricates and Remy responds with something along the lines of "everyone knows you're gorgeous, babe" 100% sincere, not even joke flirting

And Roman just FREEZES and goes bright red and then Remy realises what he just said and also freezes and goes bright red and everyone else just kinda Stops (partly cos of the compliment, but partly cos of how Roman and Remy have reacted, and how they Know what this means)

There's probably like a Minute of just awkward, terrifying silence, until Emile sighs and is like "yeah we should probably talk about this" and they Do and they all Confess and it ends up really soft and happy cos they decide to try the six person relationship thing and Remy's like (half-joking, but serious if (when) they say yes) "well i guess i have to kiss everyone now" and he Does and they All Do and it's happy and giggly and great

And then Remus kicks the door open and is like "fucking FINALLY do you KNOW what I've had to deal with??? How much Roman rambles about your hair and your eyes and your butts and your smiles" and Roman is MORTIFIED and then Deceit comes along and is like Remus NO and drags him away (bribes him into complying)

And uhhhhh yeah

Fluff

I am REALLY attached to the idea of high school au LAMP/CALM, focused on Roman, with older brother Remus and Dukeceit

Just imagine,,, Roman going to Remus for help with Boys because Remus is older so surely he knows more and Deceit (Remus's best friend who he lowkey has a crush on) is just like "Remus NO that is terrible advice. You should do this instead." Deceit's advice also sucks, but it is a little better

And Roman pursues Logan, Patton and Virgil with Remus and Deceit's support! And there's so many moments where Roman gets home and goes into Remus's room (Deceit is usually there too) and kicks the door open and SCREAMS because one of his crushes did something extra cute and he's DEAD

Eventually LAMP does get together! And Remus (who is hiding in the bushes with Deceit and watching them) is immediately like "hehehehe time to cause trouble" but Deceit stops him and is just like "oh well guess the only way to keep Remus from causing trouble is to distract him" and so he kisses him and Remus is SO on board with that he immediately forgets about Roman

By the time that they stop making out Roman and his new boyfriends are LONG gone

Also,,,, I'm kinda lowkey tempted to make this idea CALMER instead of LAMP/CALM, which is the 4 of them plus Remy and Emile,,,, so extra boyfriends for Roman