#the quirk version of Beauty and the Beast

[ephemeral-roses]

Since it's been months, I am now forcing myself to be a brave little boy to post my process on my version of Ares, along with some art of Aphrodite. And sorry if the post is tagged weirdly, I still am unsure how to properly tag posts. I post every blue moon, so I don't think I still have an understanding of it.

These are my most recent and decent art of him, and I got a few notes on his design.

● His first scar is the one on his cheek, but it wasn't from any war or battle. When he was younger, he was exactly what one would imagine Ares to be, very arrogant and proud, with fighting on his mind despite having never been to any battles. He would play a game where he and someone would spar, and whoever gets the biggest scar wins. Hermes lost, only because he was so good at it.

● The tattoos he has are from Thrace, where he is said to have been born and was his favorite place. The symbol on the back of his hand is a snake, relating to them being one of his sacred animals.

And here is some art of him I made a few months ago, based on some paintings I've found of him. My favorite genre of Ares art is when he is dorned with flowers, the Erotes are playing with his weapons, and he is very happy with Aphrodite. It makes me very delighted.

Speaking of Aphrodite, this is what she looks like. I got a few notes on her personality and design.

● Since she is Aphrodite, she is very vain, focusing on her physical appearance a lot and becoming emotional whenever someone undermines or doubts her beauty, with the ability to become wrathful.

● But, as a mother, she is able to self-love aside for her children, putting her entire attention to them. Before she gets with Ares, she has already had a handful of children with previous lovers. Ares doesn't mind, of course.

● Her design is, of course, based on her origins from the sea and her being a sea goddess.

● She emerged from seafoam but was then taken in by Dione.

● Despite valuing her appearance and the way she presents herself and encouraging others to do the same, she does have one little quirk she inherited from her years living in the ocean. She eats like a beast, especially when it comes to seafood. When it is in her sight, she is devouring it like a wildwoman. This is just being very silly and having fun. Don't worry about it.

● Her little, uh, braid thing (I guess, I don't know what you'd call it exactly, I'm not good with hair) is divided into 7 sections, for the 7 types of Greek love. I'm gonna be transparent here. This is me trying to sound clever and creative when I'm not.

● When she is upset, whether sad or angry, her body starts resorting back to water and seafoam. I still can't find out how to draw it, unfortunately, even though the visuals look cool in my mind.

I am gonna try to post more frequently, especially the designs I've come up for the other gods. So far, this is all I could bring my energy to post.

[isabeauwolf]

I've read a fanfic with a retelling of Beauty and The Beast with MC as a human and Kai Chisaki as a Vampire. He still had his quirk and taught MC magic, which I loved and adored.

But where's the Monsterhaul version?

We need more Monsterhaul fanfics 🔥😍❤️

Gimme soft Monsterhaul, him protecting his lover from his enemies trying to steal them away from him.

The inner man within him fighting his feral and basic instinct to claim them as his human consciousness fades and his monster side takes over.

Monsterhaul would be more honest, chirping, purring and whining when his lover doesn't give him attention.

A desperate and needy, big birdman.

@angelblueflame @cherry-queens-blog

[undergroundoracle]

Introducing Our Current Setting Focus: Wyld Space!

Wyld Space is a science fiction setting designed on the bones of the Cypher System, so many of the common features, mechanics, and tropes that you would expect from that combination will be present while you’re playing in this setting. However, Wyld Space is its own fully realized world (or system filled with worlds, as it may be) with all of its own original tweaks that make it what it is.

The important quirks of the Wyld Space setting are presented below, as a helpful primer to get you in the right headspace while you’re getting started. Most of these highlights will be explored in greater detail in their appropriate sections later in this book.

You Go Hard, The Sci-Fi Doesn’t

Wyld Space is not a hard science fiction setting. The capability of technology that is available strays far outside the realm of current possibility and dances on the outskirts of the fantastic. Starships powered by cores that make traveling through star systems and back as easy as taking a trip to the town over, nanotechnology that can mend metals designed to withstand the wildest space anomalies, machines that can create food and water out of thin air. The difference in access between those living in collective space and those braving the unknown of flux space may make the availability of certain advancements difficult to come by, but even the most backwater station floating past the bounds of the helix sphere will have use of some piece of tech that would look like magic to those out of the know.

Who You Are

In this setting, humans don’t exist. And beyond that, only the dustiest xenobiologist believes that those ancient aliens ever really existed in the first place. You instead play as wylds, the dominant sapient genus that has claimed the known galaxy and carried the torch of civilization into space. Wyldkind is varied and beautiful, composed of highly evolved anthropomorphic versions of the myriad mammals, birds, and reptiles that you can currently see around you on Earth.

Additionally, you play as an outlier—someone who has been designated as irregular and nonconformist by the Intergalactic Network of Collectives (the governing body of collective space) and the sinister megacorps that truly call the shots behind the scenes. Being designated as an outlier could mean a lot of things in Wyld Space. It could mean that you take direct action against the systems that you see as corrupt. It could simply mean that you want to live as freely and purely as possible on your own terms. It could also mean that you’re an active criminal running various contraband back and forth through flux space. At the end of the day, being an outlier means that you refuse to cow down to the accepted status quo.

Who They Are

The primary antagonists of Wyld Space are the government and the corporations that secretly control it. The Intergalactic Network of Collectives (INC), although founded with lofty goals and good intentions, was quickly corrupted by the influence and money of the three megacorps that were allowed to bloat out of control. Mercenary groups, bounty hunters, and purchased police are just a fraction of the corpo agents that you’ll have to maneuver as you traverse the setting.

Void Titans

Colossal beasts with their own biological equivalents of ship-to-ship weaponry, void titans (or simply titans) are creatures that stalk flux space and hunt the starships that brave the sector. Trapped behind the fury of the helix sphere, those who stay within the safety of collective space never have to worry about these alien terrors—which is knowledge that the megacorps are more than happy to propagate.

Element 427: Foxfire

Element 427, called foxfire by everyone but corpo scientists, was the miracle discovery that changed the course of wyldkind forever. Not truly understood, but coveted nonetheless, foxfire is a quantum material highly valued for its matter-enhancing and physics-defying characteristics. Any of the truly fantastic properties exhibited by ships, weapons, cyphers, or artifacts can be tied to foxfire, and its presence in flux space is what drives the megacorps to push into the sector.

Kinetics

Whether the result of genetic tampering, the presence of foxfire, or a little of both, there are wylds who can manipulate the world around them using only the powers of their mind. Called kinetics, these incredible people can create fire, generate electricity, or turn their bodies into living weapons with only a thought.

And that’s only a portion of what you’ll be able to unlock and explore in Wyld Space!

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[liskantope]

I don't know if there's a name for this trope, but lately I've been thinking of a character that pops up from time to time in literature, which can be described as someone with quirky magical abilities used to promote the deserving and punish the wicked, playing a crucial role in the plot by doing this, but who on a more personal level has an amoral streak, or isn't particularly nice or kind, and whose methods are ethically suspect.

Willy Wonka from the original Charlie and the Chocolate Factory book, and to some extent also the Gene Wilder rendition of that character, exemplifies this for me. I saw the Wonka movie that came out around last December and found it fun and entertaining but on a fundamental level was bothered by how perfect, idealistic, and saintly they wrote the young Wonka to be (without acknowledging any dissonance between that version of him and the Wonka we already knew from the original book and movie, or indicating that some change in his character would arrive along the way).

It's hard for me to come up with other examples that direct, especially ones that aren't somewhat obscure, but maybe Yay in Questionable Content in their earlier appearances (eventually, as with most QC characters, Yay drifted towards the central gentle-hearted-with-some-quirks default), or, more questionably, the Ellimist in the Animorphs series.

(EDITED TO ADD: Two days after originally writing this post, I'm delighted to see a direct comparison between Willy Wonka and the Ellimist appear on my dash.)

In the Disney and Broadway musical version of Beauty and the Beast, I have to interpret the enchantress (basically never seen, only showing up in the prologue, but crucially setting up the entire backstory) as exactly this type of character. I'm not sure that punishing a selfish person by turning him physically into a beast and only allowing him to un-transform if he managed to form a genuine romantic relationship with someone, when he didn't understand the concept of genuine relationships in the first place, was really the best approach. But even accepting for the sake of argument that it was, I was bothered for years by the fact that she enchanted the other occupants of his castle as well, turning them into household objects so that they were essentially imprisoned along with their already unpleasant and now bitter and rage-prone master. For a long time I viewed this as a plot hole, and apparently so did a lot of other people because an awkward line or two was added to the musical version to "explain" it and a bunch of lines with an even more tortured explanation were added to the (IMO rather bad) recent Emma Watson movie adaptation. I now think this shouldn't have been treated as a plot hole, and the enchantress' decision to punish everyone along with the prince should have been left alone with no explanation added. The enchantress (really maybe better called "witch") character can simply be interpreted as falling under the "Wonka mold": she knows profound selfishness from genuine capacity to care for others but likes to punish people for the former in a way that itself doesn't have to conform to the highest standard of ethics. (Note the irony that the clumsy explanations offered, which if I remember right boil down to "the people around the Prince didn't do enough to stop him from turning into a bad person", make the witch if anything look arguably rather victim-blamey and worse and an even less perfectly just agent than before attention was called to her decision to enchant everyone.)

[undersea-sparkles]

Intro post!!

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꒰ A Blog For My Disney Kins!! ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

🪼}Names: Ariel, Minnie, Adalyn, Addie, Lavender, Loretta, Elliot

⚓️}she/her

🦈}minor!

🐚}5'3 (no making fun of me >:c)

🌊}Taken!

𓇼 𖦹*• ﹏𖤓𓇼 𖦹*• ༄

🐳}Status: I'm doing awesome right now!

🐠}Bi, I like guys more though

🦑}Cis girl, hyperfem(xenogender)

🏝️}Age regressor

𓇼 𖦹*• ﹏𖤓𓇼 𖦹*• ༄

B O U N D A R I E S

⤷Nicknames/Petnames: Go crazy! My favorites are Bubbles and Princess, but you can use any on me!

⤷PDA/Affection: Awesome as long as it's kept platonic/familial! ^^

⤷Compliments: I loooveee, go right on ahead with them!

⤷Flirting: It's okay as a joke or in a role play, just nothing serious/romantic! I have a Prince already <3

⤷Nonverbal: I don't really go nonverbal unless I'm regressed, I can still sort of type then but it looks silly. >w<

⤷Typing quirk: I don't have one, but sometimes I misspell words when I type too fast ^^'

𓇼 𖦹*• ﹏𖤓𓇼 𖦹*• ༄

𓅸}Dni: Homophobic, Transphobic, Racist, Nsfw blogs, Ableist, Anti Furry, Anti Age Regression, Anti Kin, Disney Haters

⛆}Language: I speak English and some German. I'm trying to learn Cherokee as well, but our class for that ends in a month :c

𓅼}Kins: Princess Ariel (Little Mermaid, 1989), Minnie Mouse (mainly 80s/90s ver but all versions), Queen Elsa (mainly Frozen 1 but also 2), Princess Snow White (Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, 1937) Princess Evie (Descendants 1, 2, & 3, 2015/17/19) Roxanne (A Goofy Move ,1995) Belle (Beauty and the Beast, 1991)

𓇼}Fun Fact: I discovered my Ariel kin on a field trip to the ocean!

꒰ Have a lovely day ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

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[charmspoint]

Sanguine Friday 3

This friday is for the second protagonist and the love interets, Duchess Eliza.

Beautiful art once again done by @lilleeboi (keep an eye out because there will be an updated version :3)

Name: Elizabeth

Gender: Cisgender woman

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 118yrs

Height: 204cm

Orientation: Aromantic Bisexual

Affiliation: Goddess Lurza and the vampire faction

Belief faction: The worshipers of the Unwillting Rose

Personality: Eliza has a condescending, confident nature of a predator sure of their strength. Once a high-class lady, now a sharp toothed monster, Eliza wishes for nothing more than to be seen as she once was. Beautiful, elegant, worthy of admiration and awe. She carries herself with those assumptions and Lurza help those who may contradict them because Eliza is not of forgiving kind. The vampire world is one made of lies and illusions and Eliza is more than happy to play her part. She pays close attention to manners and etiquette even when doing the most monstrous deeds, as even the most gruesome acts must be prettied up and presented in the right way. This doesn’t make her any less of a vampire though. She nurtures a sadistic nature, a love to play with her prey much like a cat, toying with them until the moment she gets bored and devours what is left. When tables are turned and those of higher power start toying with her, fracturs in the mask appear. She has little patience for being talked down to, for her status being questioned or for being dismissed. Such irritations quickly lead to passive aggressiveness and, if uncurbed, vengeful violence. She is a pretty beast but she is still a beast when the chips are down. (Second) life long worshiper of Lurza, Eliza is pretty much a fanatic, hosting parties and sacrificial ceremonies in her goddess’ name. She spares little blood for these events, wanting to get the goddess attention and hoping to be blessed by her. The natural state of decay the vampires find themselves in distresses her greatly, and she hopes that with enough worship her goddess might look upon her kindly, return the beauty she once possessed and grant her eternal salvation from the curse. She cares little if any other vampire gets the same benefit. While seemingly heavily social in nature, Eliza is very much the kind of person who puts herself and her own well being first. In the end this world is a food chain and she is going to make sure she ends up on top of it.

Appearance: There is no such thing as too much. Eliza is a lady of fine society and that is visible in the way she dresses. Full ball gowns, plentiful jewellery and high heels to match are the order of the day. Her signature colors and red and black, with gold accents here and there to spruce up the ensemble. She is quite found of big, hanging earrings and detailed necklaces and collars as it’s incredibly base to show one’s neck in the presence of other vampires. The illusion magic she weaves over herself leaves her hair looking rich and thick and gives somewhat of a blush to her skin, but she is still incredibly pale as there must, after all, be a visible difference between a distinguished vampire and a lowly human. Her real form is something else entirely. Underneath the layers of magic, Eliza is a decrepit, sunken in monster, with sickly, pale pink skin collapsing in waves over her features. Her nails sharp as claws and teeth crooked and stained with blood. Her hair a lifeless mop upon her misshapen head. She considers it better for people to die than to walk away having seen her true form.

Interests: Dancing, music, fashion, gossip

Fears: Break ins, people seeing her true self

Habits and quirks: Sadistic and playful in her manner of speaking, she often talks down to people and ghosts over their opinions entirely if they don’t match hers. She loves great many things and marks each with a special pet name.

Goals: Advance her position in the vampire society and become recognized by her goddess

Lines in the sand: Eliza is the type to go with the flow of almost anything as long as it’s going in her favor. Trouble arises when her authority and class is questioned and when the fact that she’s a relatively low ranked vampire is brought up. Polite society can take a lot, but not mockery. Attempting to reveal, or even just seeing her true for on accident provokes untameable wrath.

Nightmare of the body: Like with all the vampires, Eliza’s observable body is an illusion. A magic trick designed specifically to counter the curse resting on their kind which leaves their bodies decaying. Eliza cannot make her peace with it. She despises her real body and puts extra efforts in always maintaining her illusion, often fiddling with the little details of it. She will wear it socially, but also privately, only breaking effort to keep up the magic when she is absolutely sure nobody will see her for a good amount of time. And even then, she avoids mirrors like a plague and tries not to perceive the way her body looks. Accepting her body the way it is seems like a completely impossible task and one she would rather die than undertake.

[vacantgodling]

💧 rain for the weather asks babey fuck me up

💧Rain - What's the most emotional scene you've ever written?

OHOOOOO we have so many contenders because i love writing sad shit—i got so many you could probably ask me this question several times and get a different answer LMAO. but honest to god i think sword of a great hero is my most painful excerpt because it’s just… the calm before the storm. lath and ensio both know they’re gonna die. and just UGHHHH.

since it seems that in haven’t posted this excerpt on this version of my blog have it in its entirety here and cry :)

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“This will be our final stand.” Lath touched a hand to his chest. He could feel the sluggish bleeding from under the gash in his armor that lead to the gaping wound in his upper abdomen, just underneath his ribcage. There was no one to heal him now — hadn’t had anything like that since they started this death march — at this point his nerves were beyond the point of registering pain. The others who’d joined him were long dead now: either picked off or mauled, died with a fight gnashing in their teeth, or a whimper absolving from their throat. Only two of them from the initial 33 warriors remained, and somehow Lath always knew it would come to this.

Ensio stood astride him, his regal bow broken and long forgotten. Lath had given him his second sword to wield in its stead, and the grip was slightly off, and the blade shorter than he remembered Ensio liked, but it would do. Neither of them fought with the expectation to live. In the clearing where they stood, a large, curled structure rose, towering to almost the heavens above them and was teeming with magic so strong that Lath could practically smell it. The Labyrinth. The voice of Their Lady MUINENS boomed from the heavens. As your final stand, you will drive them to their dungeon.

“Aye.” Ensio’s usual baritone was a rough wheeze. If they’d had time to rest, to heal, Lath would’ve guessed it was a punctured lung. He’d taken a claw to the sternum hard in a battle days before, and had been wheezing since. Lath could not offer him any comforting hand… Ensio wouldn’t have wanted it either. But the two men stood beside one another, waiting for their cue

“What do you suppose Cerullius is like?” Ensio garnered to ask. Though he’d assured Lath it was fine that the grip was off — better him, the regular sword wielder, have the better blade after all — he was still fidgeting with his grip, whirling it between his fingers, like the drills they ran together as boys. “Do you think it’d be as warm and comforting as a fine pair of tits?”

“Even on your deathbed, you’re a lech.” Lath’s golden eyes scanned the horizon. It seemed fitting that they would die on the brink of a beautiful morning. That the land here was so wholly unfamiliar but was beautiful somehow. There were no trees or swamps or lakes around— only a large expanse of grassland and short, wiley flowers that had the audacity to bloom. If Lath were a more poetic man, he would pity them. Soon they would be covered with blood, and guts, and entrails, and stinking corpses, of beasts who refused to be herded, and the bodies of two Terraneans who dared to pretend they were shepherds.

“It’s not as though either of us would ever know.” Ensio mused, but not unkindly. “Your horrible habit of unblinking deterred so many.”

“Yet your horrible beard drove off more.” Lath quipped back and the rumble of a chuckle that left Ensio, even as he continued to bleed, made a quirk of a smirk tug at Lath’s lips.

“I would offer to let you experience it on my own chest, as a parting gift,” Ensio started. “But I’m afraid this armor is too hard to remove one handed.” Lath’s eyes flickered back from the horizon to his friend. His left arm still hung only barely in its socket enough to be a meager semblance of functional. If they had anything to cauterize it, Lath would’ve offered to cut it off for him— spare him the dead weight. But they didn’t. And Lath didn’t want to watch his friend bleed out. At least in the frenzy of battle, Ensio’s final cry would hopefully be the only thing he’d witness of it. He had stared death in the face since the day he was born, yet the thought of it cradling its welcoming hands around his closest friend wasn’t something Lath could reconcile with himself.

“Do you regret following me?” Lath asked suddenly. A wind had begun to pick up from the west and both men turned to face it. Though they could not yet hear it, Lath knew Ensio’s sharp, hawk brown eyes would’ve been able to pick out the first details of the beasts and monsters headed this way. He would see their horns, feathers, too wide jaws, inhuman structures and limbs. He would see them fleeing towards what would become their new sanctuary— or prison. The Labyrinth gleamed like a gem in the climbing morning light, with its two guards to usher in the onslaught. The creatures’s flight was brought on by their own gods, they both knew. And though neither men could see them, they’d had more proof than they had in their entire lives that those beings they worshipped were tangible. That they were there.

“The only thing that I regret is not having a roll in the sack just once before I died.”

“Be serious.”

Ensio turned to Lath. And as always, his eyes were dark with a wisdom Lath never claimed to understand, and never would, not as long as the two of them were alive. They turned soft with something like fondness. “I would rather die a hero by your side than waste away in Ubwyn, surrounded by every waking reminder of those I’ve failed.”

“You haven’t failed.” Lath couldn’t help but growl. Yet, Ensio went on calmly, unperturbed by his outburst.

“My mother died. My brothers, my sisters. We couldn’t bury them, we could only leave them behind. It’s not the little king’s fault, nor Zenith’s, nor yours. I just know my father will be heartbroken that he will only see me in Cerullius, not his love, nor the starlight’s that lit his life. If I die by you, Lath, maybe our journey to Cerullius won’t be so horrible. Maybe I can use this as penance for not guiding the rest of my family home.” He let out a shuddering breath—a wheeze. “It’s not a bad death, to die by my truest, dearest friend.” Lath could only hum. And as the shrieking and wailing of the beasts drew near, Lath let his hand over his wounded chest go limp, and he shuffled to Ensio, pulling the taller man into a tight, crushing hug. His armor plates cut Lath’s cheek, and the hug was far too tight for either of their aching ribs but it was important and needed and real. Ensio pulled back first.

“Our people will remember you, Lath. As the hero you were always meant to be. Even if you never received your Oracle’s Blessing, your valor is worth far more than that.”

“What was your Oracle’s Blessing En?” Lath couldn’t help but ask. It wasn’t a secret commonly shared but he suddenly felt that he needed to know. Ensio’s tired lips quirked into a bemused smile.

“To play the sword of a great hero.”

[darthjess-book-reviews]

REVIEW: The Once and Future King by T.H. White

SUMMARY (Provided by Goodreads)

T. H. White’s masterful retelling of the saga of King Arthur is a fantasy classic as legendary as the sword Excalibur and city of Camelot that are found within its pages. This magical epic takes Arthur from the glorious lyrical phase of his youth, through the disillusioning early years of his reign, to maturity when his vision of the Round Table develops into the search for the Holy Grail, and finally to his weary old age. With memorable characters like Merlin and Owl and Guinevere, beasts who talk and men who fly, wizardry and war, The Once and Future King has become the fantasy masterpiece against which all others are judged, a poignant story of adventure, romance, and magic that has enchanted readers for generations.

MY REVIEW: 5/5 Stars

I spent the last 15 minutes reading this book crying, not necessarily because it was sad (it was more bittersweet) but more because I didn't want it to end.

Before reading this, I had heard almost nothing about it. I read articles claiming that this book was a fantasy classic, a book to which all other fantasy stories should be compared. I will admit, I was a little skeptical.

The first part of the book chronicles Arthur's childhood, and I'll be honest, I had no idea where it was going. It was a little wacky, but I loved it. There were parts where I literally laughed out loud! I loved Merlin's character throughout the book, and I loved his weird quirks. Later on, the book becomes much more serious, and it turns into a beautiful epic. I don't know how accurate this story is to the actual tales of King Arthur, but to me, this will always feel like the truest version of the myths.

This story is about far more than King Arthur, his knights, and the Round Table. It is about a man who struggles his entire life with the question of "might vs. right." Everything he does (from founding the Round Table, to ignoring that his best friend and wife are lovers) is in service of making England a place where "might" (the strong) is used in service of "right" (the good), instead of a place where strength is the ultimate good.

In the end, Arthur is an old man who is weary after long years of struggling to make England not just great, but Good. Ultimately, he fails, but he fails trying to do the right thing instead of succeeding in doing the wrong.

This story is one of my favorite books I have ever read, and I hope to read it again someday.

[aidendh]

Incarnate Ideas p4

RAU = Incarnate from birth

REAU = My heroes reborn

BSD! OC! Seki

Grew up in the slums

Ability: Pick Me, Choose Me?

*Can change into other people at any version of the person's age

*has to be consensual to activate

*gets random tidbits/knowlage of the ppl memories (past/present/future)

(Normal)Izuku hair, glasses, grey overalls, pink-violet eyes

Physically 13 but chose to look like a child

Taken in by the Ranpo Edogawa

*Ranpo/Atsushi/Yukichi, forms

RAU! Suke/Adrik Twin AU

Toxic Twins

Overprotective Adrik

Toxic Adrik

P5 1st timeline, Suke

P5 2ed timeline, Suke/Adrik/Abalynn

RAU! Suke Adrik Fusion

Suke 'Hinata'(Harris)

Both souls fused before birth

Looks like suke but black tufts

Doesn't have much control of Punishment

Doesn't want to kill anyone again, after accidentally triggering C&P on his younger sister

(Triggered his FD memories)

Suke is the more dominant soul, as Adrik takes a backseet approach

Quirk: Minor Telepathy

*Can input a word or feeling upon someone

Can shift between souls if triggered

AU! RAU! (Suke) Izuku Midoriya

If he could awaken others memories

(Appearance attributes will start to grow in after remembering, Tufts, Streaks, Eyes)

Order of Remembering

Katsuki Bakugo - Haru Okumura (Love-Hate w/Izuku)

Tenya Iida - Yusuke Kitagawa (Often doodles)

Ochaco Uraraka - Abalynn Grace (Often has nightmares)

Yuga Aoyama - Goro Akechi (Knew before UA)

AU! RWBY (BSD abilities) {Bases}

Ruby Rose - Little Red Rider (French)

* same as semblance

Yang Xiao Long - Golden Locks (British)

* '3rd trys a charm'

Blake Belladonna - Beauty of the Beast (French)

* Werecat

Weiss Schnee - Snow White (German)

* Cyrokinesis

Jaune Arc - {Joan of Arc} (French)

Nora Valkyrie - {Thor} (Norse)

Pyrrha Nikos - {Achilles} (Greek)

Lie Ren - {Hua Mulan} (Chinese)

DGRv3! RAU! Rantaro

(Clawacorn/Clawian)

RAU! Abigail/Aiden Harris

(Clawacorn/Clawian)

Random bouts of amnesia

Scar on their back

She/He/They (often changes)

Male romantic / Asexual

Main Magic: Teleportation/Levitation

Signature skill: Portals ↑

Wouldn't see much point in hiding it from Abalynn when they get close

Sensitive Hearing/Smell

Soul sensing

¿Orange streak in hair/Pink or slitted eyes?

Minecraft/MLP logic

Prefures covering their eyes

RAU! Palace Ryuji Sakamoto

Cannaon but Palace

Doesn't awaken in Kamoshida's

Still main pt member

Butt of everyone's jokes

Feels like his feeling don't matter to others

Week willed

Could easily be Akumatized (it hurts to resist)

(Water/jester theme(Tsunami))

Loves and cares for his friends, but can only take so much

[And yes, I am projecting my own emotional state]

Though, despite all of this, he is Bff's with Ann Takamaki

Shiho died from the suicide

Ann doesn't want to loose him too

(But he could take it like he is just a replacement for Shiho)

Likes cats but often antagonized by Morgana

Often gets second hand (empathic) pain, e.g. Morgana running off, he realizes that leaving would just make it worse for his friends (feels stuck in a torrent of emotions

GI! AU! Fyodor Hinata

Basically Hinata family instead of the Twins

Hooded 'Mi'lord' instead of Princess

Electro Vision / Punishment

Dainsleaf is known as a Traitor

Elemental Burst: Crime and Punishment

- Semblance, P can only take elemental DMG

- F can only take physical DMG

- P will disperse if destroyed

- P casts an AoE instant kill upon summon (non-elemental)

Elemental Skill: Switches to Catalyst

Weapon: Sword /or/ Spear

Rarely uses his Vision or Ability

Wouldn't mind doing some of the dirty work himself

Most of the Family are apart of the Abyss order, but some are simple civilians or employed within different regions

RAU! Abyss!Lumine / Traveler!Aether

(Fyodor Hinata L/ Nagisa Hinata A)

(Adrik)Lumine F→M / Aether M→F

(Continued)

[oklotea]

Ok ok ok, so here's my rewrite of daring and rosabella.

I always liked rosabella being an activist for beasts, that implies that even if a person became a beast just to follow their destinies, their still cast aside and looked at weirdly by society. And I find that very interesting!

This also implies that rosabella's parents love despite being them following their destiny, is still seen as weird because The Beast is well, a beast. Not a traditional prince charming, And it was the princess who saved the prince! Even though it should be the other way around, right???

This is kind of canon because in some eah books its mentioned that rosabella's mom is really progressive, and wants her daughter to speak her mind and never be submissive to people with power who are WRONG.

I like to think Beauty became a secret rebel because when she got together with the Beast she loves, following her destiny, people thought that love was weird. After all that she had a lot of time to think about it. And soon comes to the conclusion that if her story as a happily ever after princess is looked down upon, how about other people? And ogres and trolls?

So Beauty is a very strong woman who wants her daughter to be strong as well. She raised her to be thoughtful and true to herself, and to be accepting to new ideas and new people. Just a much much more mentally healthy eah student, can you believe that?!

But there WAS one thing that Rosabella COULDN'T be true about, it was the fact inside her, from her father's side, was a little quirk that could turn her into a beast and back.

In the beauty and the beast encestry, there was always a 50/50 chance of having a kid who inherited the beast curse. If it was a son, then he would be the next beast, but if it was a DAUGHTER, then she would have to hide it from society until she fulfilled her story. Because being a beast isn't beautiful.

So that's what happened to Rosabella. It's also why she's so headstrong about protecting beasts who aren't as lucky as her and her father.

But overtime, rosabella starts to develop an interest in her beast genes. She experimented on it to see what it's capable of! She realized she became way more agile and strong in her beast form. She jumped from tower to tower and had a lot of fun!

She also became very floofy and cute in her opinion! She liked to cuddle in her mother or fathers lap as a beast, and shared a lot of happy memories as a beast! Except for a few times she almost gets caught by one of her spellementary school teachers or Milton grimm, who knew about her "curse".

But basically, to distinct eah's beauty and the beast story, I decided what if instead of Rosabella being afraid of her beast "curse", she liked that part of herself. She liked how she could turn huge and tower over other people, how it feels to run quicker than ever through fields and forests, it felt like a second version of herself freed from most expectations in life.

She didn't have to pretend to be a perfect princess as a beast! And she could have some time to herself as a beast.

As she grows, the more she accepts this part of herself! Its unfortunate that she still has to hide that part of herself. Her mom and dad are sorry that she has to for her own safety.

But other than that, she tries fairly to keep a slight distance from most people, but still be a part of the school body and not a complete loner!

This is when we enter Daring Charming.

Ever since he was a kid, he just so happened to have an amazing interest and talent for riding horses, sword fighting, and everything a charming son is expected of and more!

And clearly his parents liked that, they showered him with compliments, gifts, love, applause, they told him he was perfect like this and they wished he would never change.

So Daring had to keep this up! It wasn't too difficult, it felt like he was just naturally perfect at everything he does, and the more he grew he became more charming, and handsome.

But ever since he was young, he always noticed that following every rewarding compliment for him were words of disappointment for his younger siblings.

He asked his parents why they would say such bitter words to his siblings like that, and they tell him it's their fault. If they were as good as him, they wouldn't be receiving these words.

They tell him it's for their own good. And that they just want the best for them.

Daring will ask them that question multiple times throughout his life until eventually he accepts that answer as fact, I mean, his parents love them! They WOULDN'T do anything to harm them! Proof: they treat HIM well! And he does exactly what they want him to! Darling and Dexter just need to try harder as well.

This might be why whenever his siblings come up to him and complain how their parents have far too big expectations for them, Daring is always defending his parents, saying things like "their trying their best too! Cut them some slack! " "They just want the best for you, i mean- is that a weird thing a parent would want? " And just all the statements in the book.

Maybe that's why darling and Dexter are so much closer to each other than them with him. It's fine! They'll come to realize their parents DO love them unconditionally! Just like them.... With Daring. Perfect Daring.

I mean, at the same time Daring does understand where they come from. They could be really hard. There are times when Daring said something at the wrong time when his parents were in a really bad mood and say some really hurtful stuff like "WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS? " or "YOUR USELESS!!", but it's Daring's fault for getting in their way, hehe..

... But yeah, we all know what happens. Daring spends his entire life getting ready to be a hero, a prince charming, and most importantly, Apple's Hero and Prince Charming. Just hoping his siblings will get by eventually.

AND THEN THE KISS FAILED

AND THEN DARLING'S KISS WORKED

AND THIS- is the beginning of the end for Daring.

When Darling's kiss worked Daring didn't know how to feel. I mean, OF COURSE IN THE MOMENT HE'S HAPPY AND RELIEVED that Apple is okay, but the damage was done after everything calmed down and Daring was given the time to really process everything that happened and what that might mean for Apple and Darling... And him.

Eventually the news was broken out to the public that Daring Charming, the charming prince Daring Charming, Daring "Perfect" Charming, didn't wake up Apple, his "destined princess".And instead it was his sister who woke her up.

This news hit his parents, and let's just say they have very few things to say to him, because their trying to convince themselves that this news is just a hoax somehow and that Daring did nothing wrong, instead... They have MANY WORDS to say to DARLING for saving Apple White.

Daring watched them hurt Darling, it was honestly gruesome. He and Dexter protected Darling from their parents berating and got ready to comfort her in the aftermath.

That truly was dishonorable of them, Daring thought.

The three siblings talk for a bit and eventually the conversation became about how Daring felt about all this. He was honest, about how seeing his ex-fiancee kiss his sister awake from a deadly sleep felt... A bit weird,

He had a feeling Apple was never really into him anyway and that... And even though it's hard to say out loud, they were better off... As not a couple.

After admitting that, Daring stared at a wall for a few minutes straight. And after that he left his two siblings without saying a single thing.

This is the moment where his mind started to race. What DOES he think about this?! Every inch of him was fueled by anxiety and he couldn't sit still or sleep.

He... Doesn't have a concrete destiny. He's aimless. Like Dexter and... Well, I guess Darling HAS a set destiny now.

IT DOESN'T MATTER.

IT WON'T MATTER IF DARING DOESN'T LET IT MATTER.

That's how Daring got through life anyway! He stayed mostly quiet during the royal-rebel conflict! Quiet during his family's struggles! He can survive through blissful ignorance once more! Everything's okay!

... Except we all know what happens!

He wakes up the next morning to look in the mirror... And see a horrid furry beast.

He's having a breakdown early in the morning and Dexter and Darling are of course there for him. It feels like everything has been going down hill for him for the past few weeks!

He loses his (sorta) fiancee, his destiny, his respect, and now his looks. But it's okay... It's okay if his parents say it's okay!

Well, they say their happy this means Daring has SOME destiny with The Beauty and The Beast story. And that he shall go to their castle as soon as possible to meet with their daughter Rosabella Beauty! But the moment he leaves the throne room, he overhears how disappointed they are with him. How their upset that he isn't actually Apple's Prince and instead... Ends up being a lowly beast! After all that they sacrificed to raise him to be this perfect!

Of course this kind of messes him up in the carriage ride to BaTB's castle, but he couldn't dare talk about these feelings to anyone! He spent his entire life to be the perfect prince and he ISN'T going to let that go so soon!

He doesn't want to participate in BaTB as the beast, he was gonna find a different way to cure his beast curse. But he needs to keep his plans hidden, cause he didn't want anyone to know he's cheating on his destiny.

He arrives to BatB's castle and get's introduced to Rosabella, and immediately both of them were shuffled to the garden so they could get to know each other.

King and Queen Charming seemed to have planned to do the same thing with Apple and Daring, to force them to be a couple. But this time with Rosabella.

When they were left alone, Rosabella starts the conversation

"So! Um... Things have been pretty eventful for you, huh? Hehe" She looks at him up and down.

All of a sudden Daring cuts in, puts Rosabella's hand in his and goes "Rosabella Beauty, although I have been honored to be put in your beautiful and elegant presence, I must leave you for I have different inquiries to attend to." He quickly kisses both of Rosabella's hands and took off, leaving Rosabella in a short daze.

"W-what?? Where're you going, Daring?? " She watches him as he passes her and immediately struggle to climb the brick wall of the garden, kicking and scratching his feet on it.

He grunts and pants as he struggles, but when he sees her, immediately fixes his demeanor and tries to play it cool. He gets down and attempts to simply jump over the wall, and unfortunately fails and falls back down.

He has a mini breakdown because of this single failure, looks at his beasty paws and covers his face from the rest of the world. Completely ashamed of his existence. It's played for laughs but the more you think about it the more you pity him. He's so confused and aimless now! He just wants things to go back to normal.

Rosabella runs over to him and sits next to him to ask him what's going on.

He thinks for a moment to carefully choose his words cause he doesn't want to let out TOO much...

He tells Rosabella that he couldn't get together with her because... He's still in love with Apple White! And he doesn't believe he can be with Rosabella.

Rosabella's like, wait aren't you too broken up?

And Daring goes, oh, no! We're- it's still up in the air, and-and i need to see her right now. She's the only one who can break me from this curse!

Rosabella agrees to help him for the time being. But if you think Rosabella completely believes this, your wrong, she has a feeling that Daring Charming is hiding something from her. But for now, the perfectly kind, a bit of an airhead, okay Daring Charming needs her help. And it's best to keep him comforted cause he clearly isn't in the best shape.

The special follows them realizing that it's snowing now! So they have to worry about that too. But at the start it's mostly them trying to find a way to get Daring back into human.

Throughout the journey it isn't always going to be Rosabella baby sitting and teaching Daring how to be a good person, INSTEAD their both going to grow to like each other slowly,

Daring asking her why she's always so distant than most princesses and her opening up a bit, and Daring comforting her by telling her when all this nonsense is over they can hang out together! And she doesn't have to be so shy.

Rosabella telling Daring that he doesn't have to beat himself up over every single mistake he makes as a beast, and Daring mentioning something something... His parents want him to be the best, even though it's "sometimes" Tough on him.

We see a short montage of all of the different ways Daring and Rosabella were trying to find a way to cure Daring's beast curse. All of them more bizarre than the last.

Eventually after those attempts fail, Rosabella and Daring find themselves having to help out the main cast of Ashlynn, Briar, Blondie, Crystal, and Faybelle to go to 4 different castles and gather 4 magical roses to turn back the Snow Kings kindness blindness curse, but Daring isn't really acting like himself around the other princesses, he's clearly not as easily heroic like he is in his human form.

Constantly fumbling around and failing often in his beast form, and he's also way more quiet, which is very unlike him! Rosabella pulls him away to a corner,

"Hey Daring, are you alright? Talk to me.. "

"Oh, Rosabella, this is... Terrifying! I don't feel like myself in all this fur... This all feels like some nightmare! " He flops to the ground "I just want it all to end Rosabella... I am no hero!"

Rosabella reaches out to touch him but he pathetically says, "I shouldn't even be seen by such radiance from each of you... By anyone! For ever after!"

Rosabella looks at him sadly, because all she could think of is what did this poor boy have to go through to think such lowly thoughts of himself? He's great! He's always been kind and thoughtful, sometimes a bit infatuated with his looks but, he would never harm anyone!

Rosabella crouches down and softly says, "Daring... It's going to be okay. I'm here! And you don't have to face all this on your own."

He sniffs a bit and looks up at Rosabella "I'm sorry I can't do anything right. I-i'm really trying..! "

Suddenly Goldie pits in, "Hey, you can't say that about yourself, Daring Charming! You're doing the best you can! "

"Yeah, I can't imagine how scary it must feel to one day wake up as an entirely different creature! " Ashlynn pipes up.

All the girls one by one encourage Daring and he reluctantly gets up, takes a deep breath, and triumphantly agrees to accompany them on this journey! Although deep down he's still a tiny bit nervous.

While all the girls walk over to the sleigh merrily chatting about how excited they are, Rosabella whispers something to Daring.

"Don't worry, we're gonna work on your beast form, I'll show you how to have fun as a beast!"

She winks at Daring and rushes over to the sleigh.

Daring didn't really know what she meant by that, but he's feeling strong emotions. Not telling you which strong emotions.

And so, during the road trip we see Rosabella and Daring become closer! Rosabella shows all the amazing things you could do as a beast, and we see Daring get a hang of his beast form! He was able to do things he normally couldn't, and the rush that he felt as the beast was one that...Was unlike anything he's felt in his life. What exactly was it?

Daring and Rosabella were playful with each other and Daring wanted to impress her at any given moment. he didn't even realize the other girls were there, not in a mean way, he just couldn't take his eyes off Rosabella.

But then tragedy struck.

On their way to Cinderella's castle, they were tricked by Northwind and Jackie Frost to go on the wrong path, and an avalanche came falling down on them, out of heroic instinct, Daring gave the girls one last big push, enough to send them down the hill and to Cinderella's front door.

Everyone in the sleigh were panicking for his sake, as they watch him get crushed by falling snow behind them. When they finally land in front of Cinderella's doorstep, they look around still shaken up by what just happened, and then they realize... Rosabella's not with them! She must've fallen out of the sleigh!

They look up at the peak they sled down from, and it's clear it would take far too long to hike back up for them. So they could only hope their okay, and enter Cinderella's castle.

But meanwhile, under piles of snow, Daring was curled up into a ball looking around him, he couldn't see anything. Everything was still for a moment and he thought this was it. The end of Daring Charming. At least he was able to save Rosabella and the others...

"DARING!!!" Suddenly, He heard a distant shout from Rosabella! She's still here?! He tried to move but the snow was pressuring him to the ground.

All of a sudden, he could hear another rumble coming towards him, another avalanche?! He braced himself for the second impact, and closed his eyes, only to be surprised when he was greeted with cold wind from the surface.

He looks up and sees a huge silhouette of a creature he's never met, until this creature spoke.

"Daring! Are you hurt?! " It was... Rosabella?!!

Daring kind of just laid there for a moment not knowing what to do, he was still shaken up by the avalanche- also, ROSABELLA'S A BEAST??!?!!?!?!?!

He quickly gets up, trying to find his balance, and almost hitting Rosabella's chin as he gets up. "Gah!" Rosabella shrieked as she dodges Daring.

"R-rosabella! You are a beast! How did this happen?" Daring becomes slightly quieter, "is this because of me..? " He sharply looks back up towards Rosabella, "Is my curse contagious?! Rosabella- Stay away from me!"

Rosabella is now in her beast form, she has well-groomed creamy brown fur, and her clothing looks a lot less desperate than Daring's.

She also kind of reminds Daring of a pomeranian.

She motions her hands a bit frantically, "No, Daring! This is normal, calm down! Everything's fine!" She comes closer to Daring and holds his shoulders to get him to calm down and look at her.

Daring was still sorta hyperventilating, but when he sees Rosabella, he calmed down a bit. But now he's just sorta taken aback, ever since he became the beast, there wasn't anyone who could come close to his height and look at him on the same level, until now.

He looks at her from top to bottom, opening his mouth but no words come out. He doesn't really know what to say. Rosabella? The lustrous, and gracious Rosabella, Daughter of Beauty... Is a beast? Like him?

Rosabella let's out a breath she didn't know she was holding, lets go of Daring and mutters, "Um... You must have a lot of questions about all of... This." She motions at herself.

Daring suddenly snaps out of his trance and says a bit too quickly, "I am so confused. How long have you've been hiding this from everyone?! Does anyone know?!?! Rosabella, why didn't you tell me?! I would've been... Okay with it!"

Rosabella seemed uncharacteristically nervous. She was always so open and confident about most topics she talked about, but this was something she hadn't really thought through beforehand.

She looks down to the ground and plops down on the piles of snow. She seemed to really be thinking hard about this. Daring joins her.

"...I was born with the ability to shape shift into a beast. And, even though most people would say that it's a curse that needs to be cured... I like this part of myself! Some people might not believe that, but that doesn't matter. This is a valuable part of me. And I don't care what other people might think of it."

Daring was taken aback by that answer. It was... Odd to him. And he didn't know which part of it was so foreign to him.

"I'm sorry but... I don't think I really understand." Daring awkwardly admits.

"Really? But I thought you would! Didn't you feel something as a beast? That, freedom... That all of a sudden all the weight that's been put on you vanishes, and you don't have to be chained up by them anymore? Tell me you felt that Daring! That feeling is why I love being a beast!" Rosabella's clearly trying to sound calm, but failing. She's afraid of how Daring's gonna react.

To Daring, this is scary. It's scary because... He DID feel that way. He did feel free from the expectations everyone in his life had put in him. Like he was in a worse place before he met Rosabella and became a beast. Like now that he knew Rosabella is a beast like him, all he wants is for them to be beasts together forever after. BUT HE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO!

He shouldn't feel anything about being a beast! He should despise it! Hadn't he decided at the start all he wants is for things to go back to normal? It would be best if he just forgot to ever been a beast in his life!

"Rosabella.. I..."

What would his parents think, was what Daring was thinking of. If he answered Rosabella's questions, how would his answers affect his reputation? Would him ACTUALLY CONSIDER staying a beast disappoint any of his friends or relatives?

His mind was racing again like the night before he transformed into a beast.

He takes a sharp breath and faces Rosabella, "Rosabella, we aren't the same! Truly, I'm happy you're happy about, being a beast or whatever but I have... So much more to worry about. I need to go back to being a prince. Not a beast! "

Rosabella held an empty expression. "I... I thought we were... " She laughs sadly through her sentence.

"Whatever you thought, you thought wrong i guess... I'm terribly sorry." Daring decides to get up and look down the hill towards Cinderella's castle, trying to seem like he's looking for a way down but inside, he feels horrible he can't be honest to Rosabella even though she trusted him enough to reveal she's a beast to him. Oh well, he can only hope they can still stay friends after this is all over...

"No... " Daring turned to see Rosabella, who had gotten up. She was frowning, and her face seemed dark.

"Daring Charming, you are a liar! How dare you!" She began to approach Daring rather quickly, and Daring started to panic. "What are you so worried about? How do you really feel? Because guess what? Ever since I met you there's something about you. Something that tells me your not being completely honest with me."

Daring was stuck in his place. He didn't expect her to keep pushing!

"Well? I was honest with you, the least you could do is return the favor. "Rosabella crosses her arms.

Daring was holding a breath he was too afraid to let out, because he was afraid if he did, he would just fall down to the ground and sob for hours without an answer.

He begins to open his mouth to say another thing about how there's nothing wrong going on and that Rosabella is just making a fuss out of nothing, but then he meets her beast face. And how their figures reflect one another. And how kind she's been to him. And how safe she made him feel.

And he couldn't bring himself to lie to her anymore...

"AUGHH ROSABELLAAAA!!!!!! I AM A LIAR! I AM A COWARD! I'M SORRYYYY!!!!!!" Daring wailed out loud, and buried his face into Rosabella's fuzzy shoulder. He was actually planning to say a whole lot more than those barely coherent noises. But they were all he was able to wail out.

It was pretty embarrassing the more he thought about it, but it doesn't seem like Rosabella really minds. They end up staying quiet like that for a few minutes, and end up lying on their backs on the snow as Daring gathers himself up to say something.

Rosabella eventually gets up without saying anything and looks down on Cinderella castle. It seems like the girls are just starting to enter the Castle. She's glad their safe.

Daring is still taking deep breaths on the ground, and he glances over to Rosabella.

"... Why are you so good to me?" He finally asks quietly. Rosabella looks over to him with an unreadable expression.

"I mean... I should be a let-down to you. I'm not the amazing, handsome, flawless Prince Charming to you anymore. I'm just...!" Daring covers his face with his paws.

"Is that what you really think?" Rosabella asks softly.

Daring sniffs, he looks up at Rosabella, and he feels horrible. "... I wish I could be as free as you, Rosabella Beauty. But... No matter what I do... I'm trapped. I'm hopeless."

Rosabella looks sad at Daring's words. And all of a sudden...

Daring's ears perch up out of surprise, feeling Rosabella pet his mane.

She raises his head and plops him down onto her lap. Daring doesn't fight back against any of this! He's still kind of processing what's happening. But when she petted him once more, he felt all warm inside. It was the calmest he's felt as a beast.

"Daring... I think I might know what being trapped feels like. " She says as she combs through his messy fur with her paws.

"I remember the day my parents realized I inherited my dad's beast curse. I wasn't able to sleep at all that night. I was just...Completely worried about my destiny and the role I had to fill. And anxious about whether I would be able to fulfill it or not with this curse."

"H... How did you deal with it?" Asked Daring hesitantly.

"Well... I definitely didn't just immediately accept it. For a while I was just busy tearing myself to shreds because of how confused with myself I was!"

For a moment, Rosabella was quiet as she reminisced her younger years. Remembering how supportive her parents were for her and yet how isolated she felt from other royals her age.

"But then... I eventually learned... That worrying about what people on the outside thought of me, didn't really matter! As long as people who actually knew me, as a person, knew what was inside."

Daring thought about her words for a long time.

"Do... You think I can still do that?" Daring looks up at her.

Rosabella looks down at him, and they face each other. Rosabella examines his face and Daring felt his heart beat even faster, he felt warm even in the cold snow.

"Daring. I know you can."

And suddenly! Shit gets real! (This is the end of serious story telling I'm bullshitting my way through this folks. This addition to the post wasn't supposed to be this fucking long and serious, literaly how did it end up this long and detailed)

This: is actually the moment, Daring Charming, for the first time ever, hears words of affirmation, that he can change his life for the better. And that it's not too late to start discovering his true self, freed from pleasing his parents and society's expectations of him.

Because if anyone had ever told him that before, that would allow him to be imperfect. And no one wants that. No one wants Daring Charming. They want the Perfect Prince Charming.

And it's sad that Daring is only starting to realize how done dirty he's been by his parents and society.

But it's a good thing he doesn't have to be so alone anymore.

But anyway, at that moment, when Rosabella tells him, no, encourages him to find himself, his true self, when no one has ever given two shits about Daring's true nature... He had complete faith, that he can.

The thoughts of his parents and teachers and fans were far, far, away somewhere else. And all he could think of, was how hard he was falling in love with Rosabella. And how comfortable he was with her.

And how he really, awfully, loathes the idea of going back to his life before he met Rosabella.

He doesn't think... He really wants to be perfect anymore.

Not if that meant losing every single bit of his individuality.

Not if that meant pretending who he was for the rest of his life.

Like he did before.

And at that moment, right in front of Rosabella's eyes, Daring transformed back into a Prince.

Rosabella gasps and transforms back into a human on command to join Daring.

Daring sits up quickly to feel his face and see his hands, "O-oh!! Wow!! Oh my crown, I'm back! I'M BACK ROSABELLA!!!!"

"W-woah!" Daring pulls Rosabella in and he started to whirl her around in a great big hug, as he falls into a big fat giggle fit.

"Wait-" Daring puts Rosabella back down to check something, and in a moment he was able to transform back into a beast! "YES!! YEAHAHHHHHHSSSSS" He starts pumping his fists, cartwheeling around, and landing back as a human.

"WOAHHHH!!!!!!! DARING, WE'RE THE SAME NOW!!!!" Shouted Rosabella.

The two teenagers jump around together, in a moment of pure joy. Rosabella was happy Daring was happy, and Daring was happy because this was his first step to rediscovering himself. With Rosabella.

Now, he discovered he didn't just like sword fighting, horse riding, or fighting dragons.

But that he liked acting silly and goofing around as a beast, with Rosabella Beauty.

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"You ready, Daring? " Asked Rosabella in her beast form.

"Oh, now I am! " Answered Daring, also in his beast form.

They both readied themselves but Daring interrupts. "WAIT!"

"Yeah, Dare? "

"Rosabella... I'm not ready to tell the girls I can already turn into a prince yet. I will! Eventually, but... I'm a bit worried about it right now.

If I tell them, I'll have to tell everyone about... This big choice I'm gonna make. About keeping the new beast parts of myself. And I'm not really ready for that yet,"

"I understand, Daring. It's all good!"

Daring smiles at that answer from Rosabella.

They both take a running start, and they both finally slide down the long slope towards Cinderella's Castle. Having fun along the way, and making each other laugh.

When they reach the door, they see the other girls leaving the castle doors and wow were they surprised to see Daring and Rosabella... Both as beasts.

They were happy to see them again, and they were all extremely relieved to see their both okay. But Rosabella????? Is a beast????

Rosabella, with a whole lot more confidence compared to the first time she revealed she was a beast to Daring, openly admits how she's been a beast since forever after. And that she'll be accepting questions on their way to Sleeping Beauty's castle.

We get a cute short compilation of random questions the girlies have for Rosabella while she and Daring pull the sleigh across the land.

"Rosabella, what's your favorite thing to do as a beast?" Goldie pulls up her mirror pad to record Rosabella's answers.

"Well!" Rosabella pants between her words, "That would...actually be... Sitting silently in the middle of the enchanted forest... While little critters... And birds... Perch on me!" She smiled.

"How did you hide this secret for so long?!" Ashlynn shouted out loud.

"I dunno!... If I said half of it was pure luck, how would you react?" Rosabella answered half jokingly.

"Are you like, really, really, soft? Cause wow, Rosabella you look SOFT!!!" Briar pipes up. She seemed to be holding that question back.

"Oh, HEX YEAH I'M SOFT!!!!" Rosabella answered with pride in her voice.

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Eventually, they get to SB's castle, and Briar had tensed up ever since Faybelle reminded her about the cursed spindle residing in this castle.

Rosabella turns to her human form to get on the same level as her cousin to comfort her. Briar's glad her cousin cares but assures her and everyone else she'll be fine.

They continue through the castle until they get to the spindle room where they were ambushed once again by Jackie Frost and Northwind.

They break SB's spindle and sleeping dust fall on everyone and they all fall asleep.

In Daring and Rosabella's dream sequence, it shows Daring turning into his beast form being chased by his father's troops and being rejected by his mother, Darling, and Dexter.

His worst fear coming true.

But then Rosabella slides in on all fours in her beast form, between Daring and the crowd of people.

Revealing the people chasing Daring were just mere shadows, and in the presence of Rosabella they all disintegrate.

Rosabella gives Daring a look that says "it's all okay now."

And they turn into their human forms and share a little kiss :3

The few following scenes happen like how they happened in the original special but Rosabella and Daring in their beast forms navigate the big tornado leading to the top of the world together.

And during the fight against snow monster Northwind, we get to see Daring and Rosabella's dynamic again where Rosabella has confidence in herself that she can talk Northwind out of hurting them, but when she actually faces him, she's a bit intimidated by his sheer size, and she starts to trip over her own words.

Until Daring comes and saves her by using his social skills to strike a conversation with Northwind and convince him to continue this conversation without violence.

While Daring leads the conversation, he and Rosabella silently understand each other and what their trying to do. Trick Northwind into shape-shifting into a little snow mouse.

When they succeed they have a short celebration,

"Well done, Rosabella Beauty! That idea of tricking Northwind into turning into a little mouse of yours was genius!" He picks her up by her shoulders and twirls her around, while she holds little mouse Northwind in her palms.

"Haha! Oh, Daring. I'm a such a mess. But, thank you."

"Nooo, Rosabella! you're really cool. Really cool." Daring nods to her. His words are simple but genuine. And that's enough to make Rosabella feel like jumping off the ground and continue to float to the ceiling. It's a very floaty, sweet, ticklish kind of feeling.

You can even call it puppy love! (Pun intended)

Later everything that happens with snow monster Jackie Frost happened, and then everyone combined the 4 seasonal roses magic cure thingy (forgot what it's called) to give to Crystal's parents, Faybelle snatches it-

And everyone found out she's in debt with the fairy mob! Um. That's both surprising and... Not really.

But Daring decides to stand up for Faybelle out of nowhere and requests to take her 200 years of service debt.

Everyone was panicking. Some thought being a beast for so long has turned him nihilistic, and that he's lost his mind.

Rosabella was more surprised than ever.

"Daring! You don't have to do this! W-what are you even doing?!" Shouted Rosabella.

"Rosabella, trust me." Daring answered quietly.

He turns to the fairy mob and explains he will sign in place of Faybelle. Even though he seemed a bit nervous.

And of course it's revealed that if someone willingly stepped up to take the place of someone's debt to the fairy mob, then the deal is off.

Daring, growing up as a Royal, knew much about the political scene of ever after, and underground societies. He had a lot of street smarts basically.

And from a young age has been taught about the many factions its best to avoid angering. Mostly mythical creatures- and the fairy mob specifically.

And he knew about the little cheat code of bailing someone out of debt. It's a good thing that little piece of information was able to save Faybelle.

Everyone cheered for him, despite doing something not traditionally heroic, despite not having the looks of a prince, they still cheered.

But there was a small sinking feeling of anxiety inside of Daring. How would they react when he revealed he could've been a prince ages ago now, yet he chose not to.

Because he actually liked being a beast.

And being with Rosabella.

And not posing as a flawlessly perfect prince who has no insecurities.

He looked over to Rosabella who was still in her beast form, cheering with everyone else. Happy that this meant they were closer to ending this horrible storm. That Faybelle's safe. And then she looked back at him.

She held her hands in front of herself, and smiles at him eagerly. Telling him whatever he wants to do now, she believes in him.

-

A few weeks pass. And the storm had stopped thanks to Crystal for learning to tie her own shoelaces.

And people are trying to tolerate the fact that Daring is half-beast.

After he saved Faybelle from her debt to the fairy mob, he willingly turned into a prince in front of everyone. Everyone was shocked.

"Everyone, I can explain." Daring took a deep breath, and retold how he wants to keep this new part of himself, not just because, beasts are actually freaking cool and special and should be appreciated, but also cause...

He doesn't think he wants to keep up the persona that he's perfect anymore.

And being a beast gave him a taste of the freedom from those expectations.

"So... Uh.. If- if any of of you have a problem with that! Then you'll just have to keep it to yourself! Cause I won't be able to deal with that." Daring ended that awkward sentence by awkwardly putting his hands to his hips to look at least a bit confident.

"I mean... Okay." Briar says.

"If that's what makes you happy, Daring, then we'll always be supporting you!" Ashlynn pipes up. But there's a sense of uneasyness and confusion in her words. Like she read it out of a catalog of generic sentences.

Blondie doesn't seem to know how to feel.

None of them do. Not really.

It was just strange, seeing the guy they least expect to want to go against his destiny, well, go against his destiny and what's expected of him! They just couldn't bring themselves to say so out loud.

And Daring has a sinking loneliness inside him. He thought after everything, after all the discussions and stuff about destiny, after they became at least a bit closer these past few days, they would... Celebrate him wanting to accept himself.

That they would be glad he wants to rediscover himself.

But no. He was right. Out of every person in the school who wants to write their own destiny,

It will never be allowed for the perfect prince charming.

He felt like he would fall to the ground and cry in a puddle of tears, but then Rosabella turning into her human form takes his hand,

And whispers, "let's go... " Seeing her face felt like the biggest relief in the world to Daring, despite feeling tears swell up in his eyes.

They leave the other girls.

She had a feeling he needed some time alone after that.

-

It's a bittersweet ending, but if eah didn't end, its nice to know Daring's arc is only just starting. And that Rosabella is going to stay by his side through it all. Cause she understands how it feels.

We would also get shorts about Rosabella being known as a beast. How she was accepted by people more easily than Daring. And how there's clearly a double standard.

People just... Wanted Daring to continue to be eye-candy. It hurts everytime he remembers that. We get a short about Daring preparing to explain to Darling and Dexter about his new beast side, and of course their absolutely proud of him for joining the parental disappointment club. Daring also apologizes for ignoring the pain and struggles they had to go through for not living up to their parents impossibly high standards. He will never stop saying sorry. Especially that now he's also on EXTREMELY bad terms with his parents. It's ruining him. That's why the charming siblings are now taking refuge in BaTB's castle!! Yup!!!! Charming siblings and BaTB family madness!!!!!!! They get along with Rosabella's parents!!!! And that's the gist of my darabella rewrite. Technically it's still about Daring learning to not care about his looks so much. In a few bits it's still Rosabella teaching Daring. But I developed the plot to be more engaged with Daring's character throughout the series, and that Daring and Rosabella's relationship isn't so one sided with Rosabella doing most of the work for the pair. It was really angsty in some parts but hey, I love charming sibling angst. I'm not proof reading all this, there are probably some flaws here and there of course, but I hope you get the idea!!!!!

Thank you for reading hot people <3

I am Daring Charming's weakest fan. Do not underestimate us.

A concept that probably won't work with canon but I like it anyways: Darabella but Rosabella is also the beast. I just think that the idea that they are "saving" each other is more appealing to me than Rosabella being the emotional support for the both of them

[codenamesazanka]

video games + fantasy and magic + quirk society + League:

*

“—So they’re all quirkless… But Shuuichi-kun just said some of them can shoot fire or shadow blasts.”

“Those aren’t quirks. It’s magic.”

“Like what Mister does?”

“No, it’s real magic. Er, well, real magic inside the story.”

“Sounds incredible! What the heck is real magic.”

“Ah, that. Magic is the stuff of dreams, of wonders, and grasping it within the palms of—“

“That’s got nothing to do with Insignia of the Inferno: Emergence. Don’t listen to him. Magic is a skill. It’s a supernatural power that performs ranged attacks which affects the stats of the target. You know, their condition, their health points, them as a character!”

“That just sounds like a quirk…”

“Well it isn’t! It’s fantasy. That’s how fantasy games and stories worked back then. Classical fantasy, about ancient and feudal times.”

“Ehhhh. All the stories I read when I was little had quirks. Like, Beauty and the Beast? The Beast Prince is a heteromorph, and Belle could touch mirrors to see faraway things! Or! Or like Momotaro can talk to animals, and Usagi had a transformation quirk—“

“Those don’t count as classical fantasy—“

“All those stories have all been changed from the original ones, to suit this modern extraordinary age. Remember, Toga-chan, no one had quirks back then. For most of human history until relatively recently, we were quirkless. In those original tales, the folklores and myths, the characters instead had divine blessings or otherworldly gifts… Magic, as it were.”

“Hmm…”

“Yeah, what Mister said. In Insignia, which is classical fantasy, everyone is quirkless. But! Some people, called mages, could do magic. And magic can be learned. As you level up, you learn more spells, you can use different types of attack depending on the kind of enemy. Back to the story, Alouet discovers a magic tome that contains the three ancient spells to seal away the—”

“That sounds unfair. They can do magic, but also have multiple magics?”

“Toga-chan is right, that’s cheating! And also sorta like your teacher, Shigaraki.”

“…Heh.”

“I told you guys, magic. is. not. quirks. And all mages know multiple—”

“Okay, okay! I know, magic is magic. So what happens next? Keep going, Shuuichi-kun.”

“I am! Alouet discovers the tome, and realizes that to seal away the Seven-Eyed Beast, they must travel to the each of the Three Celestial Dragons’ realms. At each realm, Prince Rhod - who has the Grace of Dawn that’s passed through the royal bloodline - performs the ritual to summon—”

“The Prince is a mage?“

“No, he’s not. Remember? The royal family had sworn to forsake magic—”

“But then how can he have this dragon summon power?”

“It’s not magic. This is something only the royal family have—”

“So they’re the only ones with a dragon quirk. I get it! I’m completely lost.”

“How many times do I have to—”

“It’s all game mechanisms, none of it has to make sense. Magic is just an attack that deals damage. Think of it as different types of weapons. Bow and arrows, throwing daggers, swords. You can get any one of them. You can use each one. That’s what magic spells are. Weapons.”

“Ooh, gotcha. And Prince Rhod?”

“Demigod. He summons dragons because they recognize him as a descendant of their former masters.”

“And then?”

“He gets the dragons, they kill the Beast, they retrieve the crown, and he’s King. The End.”

“…That’s it?”

“There’s more than that! And Prince Rhod isn’t—“

“King Rhod, now that he has the crown. Great! Wonderful retelling. Only took up…three-fourths of the hour. Now, it’s getting late—”

“Mister, I’m not finished.”

“He’s sick of your stupid video game story, Spinner! I liked it! But not really.”

“…It’s more fun to play it.”

“You’re just also a big nerd, Tomura-kun. You and Shuuichi-kun both are, classic-magic-quirk-fairy-tale-fantasy-whatever video games otakus.”

“Magic isn’t— You’re doing this on purpose, Toga! Hey—!”

“But don’t worry, I’ll still hang out with you guys~~”

*

tl;dr: Imagine how much nerdier Shigaraki and Spinner might actually seem when they have to explain historical conceptualizations of magic on top of the game mechanisms itself. RIP

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— what they would be like as disney princes

ೃ pairings: (izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, and eijiro kirishima x fem! reader)

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Eijiro Kirishima –  as Li Shang from Mulan

-        *Mulan voice* Eijiro? Eijiro? Eijiroooo

-        Eijiro Kirishima is the handsome son of the Army General and it’s very obvious that everyone swoons for him. Yes, everyone in the army.

-        He’s manly, brave, sweet, caring, and responsible. What more can a soldier ask for?

-        “LET’S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS! TO DEFEAT THE VILLAINS!” (ok that sounded better in my head)

-        during the “I make a man out of you” sequence, kirishima uses his hardening quirk to not only hype up his warriors but also for that extra effect. He’s just bad-ass and hot like that.

-        Eijiro wakes up at 5 am to train and work out. And yes, he does that shirtless. It helps him move a lot more and of course, it’s pleasing to the eyes.

-        H I S T O N E D M U S C L E S. that’s it. That’s the headcanon.

-        He needs that daily grind after all !

-        You swear you could hear the other soldiers sigh dreamily every time they catch him work out.

-        Whenever he praises his fellow comrades, he smiles a very cheeky smile, his shark teeth cutely popping out and it’s just so endearing and charming.

-        After being ridiculed and belittled by your fellow comrades for being physically weak, you wanted to prove them that they were wrong. You continue to stay determined as you decided to create your training regime that consisted of waking up at 5 am in the morning to train too (and this was prior to knowing that kirishima would wake up at the same time to work out too. Oooh~ what a coincidence.)

-        “(Y/N)! You like him? Helloooooo!? Him and I even share the same hair color! He ain’t worth it!”

-        “Mushu, please. You are a discount version of him. Now, I’m going to go and train now.”

-        You leave your tent at exactly 5 am, and as you began to stretch and do warm-ups outside, the biggest tent across yours suddenly opens up too, revealing General Eijiro Kirishima… in his shirtless getup.

-        “A-ah! Good Morning General Kirishima!” You stand up straight, shifting your weight to the right leg and bending your left, bowing to him.

-        He nods at you, shooting you a small smile. “You’re up early. Early for a new recruit! Do you plan to train?”

-        “Y-yes! I will be using the pole and training weights sir!” You bow your head, as you remain standing straight.

-        He hands you over the weights. He refuses to give it to you, instead insists to tie it on your wrists and help you up the wooden pole.

-        General Kirishima holds you by the waist, making sure you don’t fall and you’re positioned correctly onto the pole. “Alright. You’re positioned in the right way now, you may proceed.”

-        You continue to hold onto it, lowkey about to bang your head on the wooden pole as you were about to die of embarrassment.

-        “(Y/N), he’s just being nice and just treats you like any other soldier under his command. Don’t expect too much!” Mushu whispers from your side, as soon as general kiri steps back and was not within earshot of the two of you.

-        “I don’t have my hopes up at all, Mushu. I’m not expecting anything.” You sigh, trying to reassure yourself as you began climbing up. The weights pull you down, but you must persevere.

-        “You can do this, (L/N)!”

-        “(L/N)!?” You squeak, losing your focus, slipping down the pole and back to square one. You were a fumbling mESS

-        “woah woah woah. Is everything alright?” he was about to hold onto your waist again, making sure you don’t fall off or fall down. You collect yourself before becoming too flustered to answer.

-        “Y-yes General Kirishima! I’m fine!”

-        When your gender had finally been revealed after the battle against the villains, Kirishima did not feel betrayed albeit just disappointed that you had to hide that fact for far too long and wasn’t being open to him when the two of you became much closer

-        He’s been in love with you ever since the beginning.

-        He’s always admired your passion and your drive. However, due to him being the general, he wasn’t so sure to approach you without being biased. 

-        “You don’t find a girl like that in every hero’s journey.”

Katsuki Bakugo – as The Beast

-        Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a blonde young prince lived in a     shining castle.  Although he had everything his heart desired and his quirk was one of the most powerful many have seen, the prince was belligerent, selfish, and unkind.  But then, one winter's night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. 

-       Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away, but she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress.  The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love and no humbleness in his heart, and as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast, and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there.    

-        We’ve been known, the B in bakugo stands for beast (insert lenny face for a certain implication)

-        Essentially, Bakugo had two quirks at once. Not only was he now a beast, (a physical quirk) but he also has his explosion quirk.

-        He’d pretty much look the same as the beast from the Disney movie, however there’s some blonde highlights in his fur and he’s much more aggressive and intimidating to look at. His fangs more emphasized and he has a much softer appearance; like that of a huge pomeraninan.

-        Ok…. no thoughts head empty just thinking about katsuki having an even huskier voice now that he’s transformed into a beast.

Katsuki Bakugo, who was ashamed of his newly transformed monstrous appearance, shut himself in his castle, The rose the old woman had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his twenty-first year.  If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken.  If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.  As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love an explosive beast?

-        Significant members of Katsuki’s posse who were turned into magical items were Eijiro Kirishima, his castle maître d' whom had turned into a candelabra, his annoying majordomo, Tenya Ilda became a pendulum clock, the head housekeeper, Ochaco Uraraka had turned into an enchanted teapot, the vice-head housekeeper, Denki Kaminari had become a little tea cup, Mina Ashido, the lady-in-waiting became an enchanted wardrobe, and lastly, Hanta Sero, the Castle’s Valet and Chaffeur, became a coat rack.

-        All of Katsuki’s servants try their very best to make their prince change his ways, however, to no avail, their efforts have been fruitless. They were about to lose hope as Bakugo was about turn 21, which meant the rose would no longer bloom until… you came.

-        Gran Torino, your grandfather, had gotten lost in the woods and ended up finding Bakugo’s castle to seek shelter, not knowing he had been trespassing all along. After Katsuki finds him, he throws him to the castle dungeon.

-        You were the spirited, headstrong and bookish “beauty” of the town, however only being admired for your looks and not for your intelligence. You really had enough of this village and wanted to get out of here asap but after your grandfather had told you to wait just a little bit more, even though you frankly had enough of Monoma, the ~most handsome~ yet the biggest jerk in town constantly asking for your hand in marriage.

-        The disappearance of your grandfather had prompted for you to search for him, leading you too, to the beast’s castle.

-        Once you get there, you are to be greeted by Bakugo in his very beastly form, terrifying you. However, you stood your ground, asking for your grandfather. Gran Torino is set free under the condition of you having to stay in the castle instead.

-        At your first night, you refuse to join him for dinner enraging him.

-        “Where is she?” Bakugo grits his teeth, growling at Ilda.

-        “Aha- Well- You see… she’s not coming.” Ilda mutters nervously, his clock hands waving in weird chopping gestures.

-        “WHAT!?” Bakugo’s voice echoes around the dining hall, He leaps out of the room, busting the doors open, whilst Kirishima, Ilda, and Ochaco follow suit.

-        He bangs the door, “OI OI OI I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO COME DOWN FOR DINNER?”

-        “I’m not hungry.” You reply softly.

-        “ HAH? YOU COME OUT OR I’LL BREAK DOWN THE DOOR!”

-        “Master Bakugo… I could be wrong, but that may not be the way to win a girl’s affection.” Kirishima speaks in a hushed whisper, grimacing.

-        “Please attempt to be a gentleman.” Ilda says slowly and matter of factly.

-        Bakugo grits his teeth, scrunching his eyebrows, pointing to the door. “But she’s being… SO DIFFICULT!” he turns to the door, as if wanting you to hear what he was saying.

-        “Gently… Gently…” Ochaco repeats, trying to calm the prince down.

-        Bakugo rolls his eyes and repeats his words more softly this time, “Oi… will you come down for dinner?”

-        “No.”

-        He turns to his servants once again, pointing to the door, his mouth forming into a pout.

-        “O- It would be my greateest pleasure if you would join me for dinner.” He could barely muster out the words. “Please?”

-        “No, thank you!”

-        “YOU CAN’T STAY THERE FOREVER!” He barks, “THEN GO AHEAD AND STARVE!” He storms out of the hall, running his way to his castle wing.

-        After you were saved by the beast from the wolves, you tend to his wounds. Bakugo was rather… stubborn and didn’t want you to touch it or even press hot compress onto it.

-        He continues to growl lowly, still seething from the pain, attempting to lick it just like any other canine would do.

-        “Don’t do that.” You try to stop him from doing so, he growls at you, moving his wounded arm away from you. The castle servants watch in fear, taking a few steps back.

-        “Just hold still.”

-        “GRRR! THAT HURTS!”

-        “If you hold still, it wouldn’t hurt as much!”

-        “IF YOU HADN’T RAN AWAY THIS WOULDN’T HAVE HAPPENED!”

-        “If you didn’t scare me, then I wouldn’t have run away!”

-        “PHAH! WELL YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE GONE TO THE WEST WING!”

-        “Well, you should learn how to control your temper!”

-        He was about to protest, until he couldn’t think of anymore good comebacks, he stops. he pouts and rests his head on his hand as a sign of defeat.

-        After that night, the two of you had finally warmed up to each other. Wanting to surprise you and at the suggestion of Kirishima and Ilda, Bakugo had finally given you the chance to explore the west wing. Surprising you by leading to you the castle’s huge and well-kept library. A place where he seeks solace and peace.

-        You never expected him to be someone so aggressive yet be so interested in reading and of other mediums of knowledge. You had a lot in common and a feeling was blossoming between the two of you. In turn, you help him act more like a gentleman.

-        You continue to spend time with him, not knowing that you were slowly but surely falling.

-        “There’s something sweet and almost kind, but he was mean, coarse and unrefined. And now he’s dear, and I’m unsure, I wonder why I didn’t see it there before?”

-        As much as bakugo denies that he isn’t in love with you, he’s actually always had. He had just feared that you would never love him in return.

-        With the help of the fashionista turned enchanted closet that is Mina, she brings out a beautiful golden ballgown hemmed with golden roses, with off the shoulder sleeves and golden gloves to complete the look. You tie some of your hair into a neat bun, with the majority trails down your neck in a beautiful and flowing motion.

-        Bakugo on the other hand, was dressed in such a refined and handsome way. He wore a golden vest over a white dress shirt with a white kerchief. And, to complete the look, his very trusting stylists, Kirishima and Kaminari styled him in black pants.

-        As you dance the night away, the chandelier adorned with sparkling crystals hanging above you, the mural in the ceiling looking ever so heavenly, and calming waltz music to accompany you… it was a dream come true.

-        You nestle your head onto Bakugo’s shoulder, the latter looking a bit surprised yet his mouth forming into a small smile as he continues to guide you by hold your hand, twirling you around and just dancing with you. No other peering or judgemental eyes to stop the two of you from doing so.

-        Did I mention that he was an amazing dancer? Perks of being a prince I guess, but it’s also one of his natural talents.

-        Bakugo lets you go back to your grandfather that same night, watching you leave with your horse on the balcony.

-        He loves you, so he has to let you go.

-        Monoma and the village people ambush the castle to kill the beast, the castle servants trying their best to keep them at bay and the ever so arrogant village hunter climbing his way to Bakugo, you rush to the scene, and as soon as Bakugo sees you, he regains his strength and sends Monoma falling down a pit.

-        Bakugo was able to go back to his quarters with you helping him down, taking one last look at you.

-        He smiles half-heartedly, still trying to catch his breath. “You came back…”

-        “Of course, I came back.” You fight the tears trying to form in your eyes, hugging him tightly and trying to comfort him in his last moments. “If only I’ve gotten here sooner.”

-        “I-it’s better this way.”

-        “We’re together now! Everything’s going to be fine…”

-        “At least, I got to see you one last time.”

-        “P-please… Don’t leave me… I love you.”

-        As the last rose petal was about to fall, Bakugo is knocked out and is slowly succumbing to his wounds. It is through your genuine care and love for him, along with his change of heart and new resolve (albeit still retaining most of his temperamental and pompous personality, he is able to keep it in check) he transforms back into a human.

-        Along with all those who lived in the castle turning back into human, the castle retaining it’s original bright and vibrant colors and atmosphere, you and Bakugo live your very own happily ever after.

Izuku Midoriya  –  as Hercules from Hercules

-        A babie Izuku had been sent down from godlihood to live as a mortal, as his parents, All Might, the God of Thunder, and Inko, the Goddess of Marriage had wanted to protect him from AFO, the God of the Underworld, who will take over Mount Olympus if Izuku does not take him down according to a prophecy.

-        He grows up as a simpleton, the adopted son of both farmers, dreaming to make it big out there, with very ambitious and pure dreams of becoming a hero.

-        But after, being belittled by his very own peers for not looking the part as he couldn’t control his gifted super strength, scrawny, timid, too pure for this world and quite weakhearted, Izuku wanted to prove to them that he will become a hero in the future.

-        “Sometimes… I feel like, I really don’t belong here. Like I’m supposed to be someplace else…” Izuku confesses sincerely, his adoptive father looking at him in worry as he did not want to stop the young boy from learning who he actually was and all the potential he has.

-        “If you found me then… where did I come from? Why was I left here?”

-        His adoptive parents hand him over a golden medal with a thunder and lightning symbol that was said to be hanging around his neck when they found him. This was his answer that raised more questions.

-        He embarks on his journey to find one of the temples of All Might, as this was the only thing the symbol on the medal could allude to.

-        Okay but go the distance fits Izuku so well! A pure and hopeful young boy seeking to make a difference in this world and just wanting to become a hero by the most wholesome means.

-  “I have often dreamed of a far off place, Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me. Where the crowds would cheer, when they see my face, and a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be…”

-        just imagining izuku’s boyish voice singing this is just aaaaaaa

-        He eventually finds one of the temples, learning that all along, he was the son of the legendary God. All Might tells him he must prove his worth and earn back his godhood by becoming a true hero.

-        His father tells him to go search for Shota Aizawa, the famed instructor who has taught many great heroes in his time. Gifting Izuku a Pegasus, he embarks on another journey again to find the man, so that he may be trained.

-        When he arrives at the home of Aizawa, the teacher had retired as none of his heroes have ever earned a constellation in the sky, prompting him to expel them.

-        Izuku however, explained to his soon-to-be teacher that he wasn’t like the others, and… he proved true.

-        Although Aizawa was hesitant at first, he liked the kid’s determination and sheer will, so he began to train him.

-        Maybe, he could make a difference.

-        After his training and after undergoing an amazing transformation, Izuku was finally ready to start his way to achieving Godhood and becoming a true hero.

-        On the way to a nearby city, Izuku encounters you, a totally not damsel in distress and totally not a pawn of AFO, being tormented by a minotaur.

-        Izuku saves you and you couldn’t help but notice how pure and how gentle he was. You thank him albeit with a tint of sarcasm, hoping the two of you would meet again as you venture deeper into the forest to go and meet with AFO, whom you made a deal with in order to bring back your lost lover from the dead- only for them to leave you soon after.

-        You were once a very soft and romantic person. So open to giving love to others and never shying away from any form of affection. However…

-        After that terrible experience, you developed a cynical outlook. Not taking slack from anybody, always keeping your distance, barely interacting with others and showing no interest in forming any genuine relationships with others ever since.

-        Izuku reminded you that there was still some good in this world.

-        His genuine innocence, his boyish yet handsome looks, his pure determination to save others and his charismatic wit just swept you off of your feat.

-        However, you still had to keep your distance. You just weren’t ready to trust anyone again after that what had happened.

-        Izuku finally reaches his destination, defeating a Hydra using both of his wits and his strength, as he becomes a celebrated hero around the city of Musustafu.

-        Since then, he jumped from city to city, striking down every otherworldly monster that AFO had created to try and defeat him, and making him somewhat of a celebrity.

-        Izuku, however, remained humble. Knowing full well that the fame he had gained was not needed in order to become a hero.

-        In fact, it was what could become a hero’s biggest downfall.

-        Whilst chilling around in a huge museum dedicated to Izuku’s efforts, you pay him a visit and the pure and wholesome boy, clearly enthralled by you since the beginning, became very flustered at the sight of seeing you.

-        You start playing with your words, flirtatiously manipulating him to get him to go on a date with you.

-        “(Y/N) by the gods, he’s so pure why would you do this?” you thought. “what did he do to deserve this from me?” yet, you were bound by a contract with the god of the underworld, so it’s not like you have any choice right?

-        You go on a date with him, and end up falling reeeeeeal hard.

-        The two of you end your date in a romantic park, filled with conveniently placed statues of couples and a statue of Izuku, in the middle, near the fountain for you to fawn over whilst singing one of the best Disney songs ever to.

-        Aizawa hastens him to leave as they still have training to do, but he doesn’t leave until he picks a white flower from a tree, giving it to you, and planting a soft kiss on your cheek.

-        Midoriya hops on his Pegasus and they flutter away as you continue to watch his figure travel farther and farther away from you.

-        You observe and play with the white rose on your hand, sighing dreamily, until you snap back into your senses and think about the matter at hand.

-        “Ugh… what’s the matter with me? You’d think a girl would learn.”

-        *Cue Music and the Muses known as Ochaco, Tsuyu, Momo, Mina and Jirou)

-        “Who d'you think you're kidding~ He's the earth and heaven to you. Try to keep it hidden, Honey we can see right through you. Girl you can't conceal it We know how you're feeling... who you thinking of~”

-        The muses continue the musical number, yet in your heart you just need to deny these new and fuzzy emotions you were feeling for Izuku.

-        “No chance no way I won't say it, no no. (You swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh) It's too cliche I won't say I'm in loveeee…”

-        After all the ordeals Izuku had to go through to save you, (literally jumping into the river styx to recover your soul) his willingness to sacrifice himself for you was the final key needed to ascend to Godhood, and so that he may join his parents and the other gods in Mount Olympus once more.

-        However, this would come at a cost, if he were to go back to Mount Olympus, that would mean he wouldn’t see you ever again, instead only being able to watch over you from up and above.

-        And so, he chooses to remain on Earth with you, and even without his godly status, he could remain as the striking and true hero he is.

-        The two of you watch the night sky as All Might forms a constellation on the sky just for Izuku. Not only making Aizawa also proud, but also as a sign that Izuku himself- (and your love) was worth seeing in the stars.

Shoto Todoroki – as Flynn Rider from Tangled

-        Ok this is a bit of a stretch and I KNOW IT IS

-        Fantasy au Shoto has a white horse, and Flynn rider befriends a white horse that hates him. that’s the closest similarity these two have.

-        Flynn rider is my favorite unofficial Disney prince, and shoto is my favorite mha boy so let’s just roll with this!!

-        Shoto Todoroki was a lost prince turned thief, and after he rebelled from his controlling and manipulative father, His only way of escape was if he turned to a life of thievery, hiding his identity and straying away from his mantle as the Prince of the Todoroki Family.

-        He was very rebellious and mischievous, yet was also stern and rather monotone at times. He would crack jokes, but they would fall flat most of time and despite being absolutely handsome and looking very charismatic and charming on the outside, he wasn’t the best at picking up any gestures or flirtatious remarks said to him.

-        He approached some thieves before and very innocently asked them how to live the life of a rogue, the bandits laughed at him but were nice enough to give him tips. The first advice they told Shoto was to take up a moniker. So that he wouldn’t be easily discovered or found by security officials. They jokingly called him The Half-Hot and Half Cold prince, because of his looks and his quirk.

-        Not knowing that he was an actual prince. A wayward prince to be specific.

-        Shoto didn’t care enough so he used the nickname given to them and went on his way to a different castle.

-        After abandoning his kingdom, he chooses to live freely by his own means, and making the most of his time as a free man and not as a prince. You only live once after all.

-        He then leaves for the Kingdom of Corona, being forced to create a trio with very unfriendly bandits, Sato and Koda. Their mission was to steal the crown on the eve of your birthday and hope to sell it for an absolutely impossible price.

-        After they successfully infiltrate the palace and steal the crown jewel, Shoto stacks the prized possession into his satchel, betraying Koda and Sato, using them as a scapegoat, and making his way to a nearby forest settlement where he may hide and then move on to the next kingdom.

-        However, he underestimated the castle guards as they were able to find traces of him. Shoto, not wanting to back down from a fight, uses his ice quirk to prevent the guards from following him in any further into the forest. (He refuses to use his fire quirk due to its relation to his father)

-        Knowing that it wouldn’t take long before the castle guards would find him again, he had to go somewhere and hide first.

-        He then sees an obscure and weirdly placed tower in the middle of the forest, thinking that he may take refuge there. And so, Shoto uses his ice quirk once more to elevate himself onto the only open window of the tower.

-        He was about to start adjusting to his new surroundings as he steps foot inside, until…

-        BANG!

-        The last thing he heard was the sound of a clanging frying pan.

-        Unbeknownst to him, he was hit on the head by said frying pan.

-        Shoto wakes up to see that he was tied to a chair and his precious satchel gone by his side. He observes his surroundings to see that he was not tied by a rope, but instead tied using someone’s long and luscious hair. Hair so long that it was scattered all around the room.

-        “Is this… hair?”

-        You appear from the darkness, a very smug look spread upon your face, gripping the frying pan tightly.

-        You were the lost princess of the kingdom of Corona. You were kidnapped by Mother Midnight, and she raised you as your own, keeping you locked in the tower so that she can use the regeneration powers coming from your hair to make herself younger.

-        Each year, the king and the queen release lanterns in the sky on your birthday, hoping for your safe return.

-        It was too much of a coincidence. You know in your heart that the lanterns are meant for you. Yet, Mother Midnight constantly forbids and refuses you from leaving the tower.

-        “Who are you? And how did you find me?” You grit your teeth, interrogating him, your frying pan ready to hit on him if he dares to make a move.

-        Tsuyu, your pet chameleon and best friend was watching the half-and-half man intently.

-        “I’m the Half Hot- Half Cold Prince.” He says simply, barely moving and showing any emotion. You stare back at him, puzzled. What the heck was wrong with this guy?

-        “I mean, your actual name.” You repeat yourself as you slowly continue to approach him.

-        “Oh. I’m Shoto. Shoto Todoroki.” He says plainly once again. “Can I have my satchel back please?”

-        “Nope.” You reply, popping the p. “Why are you even here for the first place? Is it for my hair!?”

-        “He tilts his head in confusion, “Of course not. I was being chased and saw this tower, so I used my quirk and got up here. Now, may I please have my satchel back?”

-        “Hmm… if you say you’re from the outside then… I need you to take me to the lights.” You climb up your room balcony, pulling the curtain away to reveal the beautiful mural you made in dedication to the lanterns that are released from the kingdom every year during your birthday. “Then, I’ll give you your satchel.”

-        He looks at the mural in awe for a moment then breathes a hefty sigh, “Alright. We have a deal.”

-        You untie him from your hair. He stands up quickly and was about to descend down the tower. “I can use my quirk to bring us down-“

-        “Nah.” You hold up your hand in front of him, throwing your hair down and using it as a swing as you glide down with grace.

-        Your eyes meet the grass and you take a deep breath before you take your first step on it and then…

-        “My life will finally begin.” You take in your surroundings, feeling overwhelming happiness about to burst inside you.

-        Shoto catches up to you, using his quirk to slide down the tower. He crosses his arms, at the sight of seeing you jumping around like a little chipmunk who has not seen any land, a contempt look plastered upon his face, just wanting to get this job done and head on to the next kingdom he could go to.

-        “THIS IS AMAZING!” You watch him resting by the tree, leaning on it. You kick a pile of leaves to get his attention as you twirl around in your place, still taking in all these wonderful sights.

-        “Look. We have to get to the kingdom grounds as soon as possible or else-“

-        “It’s (Y/N).”

-        “Excuse me?”

-        “I’m (Y/N). I just remembered that I didn’t tell you that a while ago. Sorry!” You smile cheekily at him and because of how adorable you looked; he gave you a pass.

-        “Alright. Let’s go then, (Y/N).

-        Your adventure was absolutely chaotic. From entering a tavern full of scary bandits, for them to actually be softies all this time who were willing to help you see the lights. When the castle guards track down Shoto in the tavern, the bandits help you escape through a hidden passage, but find yourselves stuck in a flooding cave.

-        Thinking that this was the end of both of your adventures and your lives, Shoto reveals to you that he was the missing prince of the Endeavor Kingdom and you also reveal to him that your hair glows when you sing.

-        Bingo.

-        Flower gleam and glow… Let your powers shine… Make the clock reverse… Bring back what once was mine.” You sang softly, your hair began to emanate a glowing light, as it served as a guide to get you out of the cave.

-        Shoto’s hand was injured due to the very rough and dangerous properties inside of the cave and so, you heal him with the powers of your hair.

-        Once again, repeating the s­ong he had wanted to hear escape from your lips once more, your hair begins to glow as the wound on his palm was no more.

-        He looks at you in awe. Noticing details about you that he hasn’t noticed before. How your eyes twinkled differently, like a star from a night sky. Your smile always radiating sunshine, and your aura emanating nothing but warmth and comfort.

-        He was in love with you.

-        How long did it take for him to realize that?

-        “Are we almost there?” You wave your hand in front of his face and he snaps back into reality. “Ah yes. We’ll be in the village where the festivities will take place.”

-        “THERE ARE FESTIVITIES!?”

-        You reach the kingdom the morning after and began to partake in the festivities. All that Shoto could do was watch and admire you from afar as you danced and make merry with the townsfolk; not until you pulled him into the middle of the dance.

-        He was awkward and wasn’t so used to having all this attention around him ever since he left his royal life, but you guide him well in the dance floor, getting lost in the moment, the two of you gaze at each other’s eyes, and the cheers of the townspeople unfortunately snapping you out of the moment.

-        That night, the king and the queen, along with all of the townsfolk, flock to their boats for the annual cruise and lantern releasing.

-        To surprise you, Shoto was able to snatch and rent a boat. The two of you board on it that night, and Shoto rows all the way to the middle of the lake and get a clear view of the ethereal spectacle that was about to take place.

-        The first lantern, released by the king and queen, floats solely by itself. You rush to the other side of the boat, the boat rocking furiously due to the excitement. Your handsome companion on the other hand, was trying to keep the boat into place.

-        You hold on to the edge of the boat as other lanterns follow suit. The huge boats around you were releasing their lanterns too.

-        You look up at the sky, watching the lamps color the night. It was such a beautiful moment. Watching these floating lights reminds you of a comfort and inexplicable feeling from within. There was something about the light emanating from these paper lanterns, some of them bumping into each other, creating unique shadows, like that of shooting stars who were about to ascend back into the night sky.

-        Lanterns continue to light up the night sky, as if they were like bright dreams. Lighting everyone’s resolve and everyone’s hearts.

-       “All those days watching from the windows, All those years outside looking in. All that time never even knowing, just how blind I've been. Now I'm here, blinking in the starlight, Now I'm here, suddenly I see. Standing here, it's all so clear, I'm where I'm meant to be. And at last I see the light. And it's like the fog has lifted And at last I see the light. And it's like the sky is new, And it's warm and real and bright, And the world has somehow shifted. All at once everything looks different… Now that I see you.”

-        After you felt too immersed into the beauty of the lights, you turn back to Shoto who was holding on to two lanterns that the two of you could release. A loving smile present on his face.

-        You smile back at him, and the both of you release it into the sky.

-        “All those days chasing down a daydream… All those years living in a blur… All that time never truly seeing things, the way they were.”

-        The two of you look up to see the floating lights arise and you were immersed once again. Shoto fixes his gaze on you, admiring your beauty and your enthusiasm to see the lights you’ve always dreamed of seeing. He could do nothing but smile at you, as he’s truly fallen in love. He really has. His heart thumping loudly at the presence and the warmth that you’ve given him. Something that he had been seeking for so long.

-        Now she's here shining in the starlight, Now she's here suddenly I know.”

-        You continue look up. A lantern engraved with a sun symbol approaches your boat, and you point at it, pushing it up at the sky.

-        “If she's here, it's crystal clear… I'm where I'm meant to go.”

-        Shoto knew this was his only chance. His smile turning into that of a frown, as thoughts of not seeing you again came across his mind. He grabs your hand, touching it softly. You perk up a little bit at this gesture, but you smile back at him. Your eyes glimmering love and warmth once again.

-        You hold both of his hands, grasping it firmly yet tenderly. The two of you gaze at each other’s eyes again, this time no one were to interrupt. This moment would just be between the two of you.

-        You notice how beautiful Shoto’s heterochromatic eyes were from up close, the love shown in his eyes could only be for you and you feel your heart racing at that thought.

-         And at last I see the light, And it's like the sky is new. And it's warm and real and bright, And the world has somehow shifted… All at once everything is different… Now that I see you.”

[queenofdenest]

Title: tale as old as time Fandom: Hetalia Warnings: no archive warnings apply Relationship: nyo!denest Characters: hws nyo!den, hws nyo!est Tags: ouat fusion au, beauty and the beast elements, flirting AO3: will be updated when i post it

Summary: eha makes a choice and dark one else struggles with believing so.

A/N: Okay, you don't need to know anything really about Once Upon a Time to read this, and honestly I have no clue how to explain it. It was a tv show from abc family in like 2011 and I only really watched about 3 full seasons of it because I started to hate the plot lines and characterization they were doing. Overall though I did adore the Rumb.elle pairing (for like the first 3 seasons -- eh make that 2 1/2) and have really heavily pulled on those early episodes of it for this fic. (The episode Skin Deep in particular).

Anyway I was always planning on making a OUAT Fusion AU for Hetalia but every time I sat down to really plot it out, I hated everything I was doing so immediately scrapped it. This is a small piece of it though spurred on by me A) reading Once fics, B) re-falling in love with it. I don't think I'll ever actually write a full version of it but this fun little bit is good enough for me.

Also, sorry for being for so long, life has literally been kicking my ass far beyond what I could handle. But I really wanted to trying writing some things for both fic + whumptober and so here's the first of what I was able to do. Beta'd by TinyTeddy878, as always, and is for the Fictober 2022 prompt: #1: "I choose you."

“You’re an idiot,” Eha said, with absolutely no fire behind it. The other placed her basket of straw on the long table and moved forwards, the pretty blue cloak that Else had made her fluttering behind her with every step she made.

For a moment, Else’s heart paused – she wasn’t sure what to say to that, even as her curse raged at her to force the other away. She’s a danger! The voices screamed, and they weren’t wrong. It was Else’s growing affection for the former that was threatening all her plans; all her hopes to get back to her family were slowly fading into just being happy with the other woman. 

Still… 

“Shouldn’t you know better than to insult the Dark One?” She laughed lightly, her voice pitching high as she made to stand. 

Eha’s face brightened red, the flush of embarrassment a clashing color to the other’s fair skin and blue colored clothing. “Maybe I wouldn’t insult the Dark One if the Dark One wasn’t being ridiculous,” she replied as she came to a stop in front of her. Her eyes softened, “Maybe if the Dark One would recognize what was in front of her-” 

“A trifling little maid?” Else teased, lips quirking as she made no attempt to dance away as she was normally wont to do. “You do know I see the future, right, dear?” 

“Then why can’t you see that I’m with you forever and open up?” 

It was said with such honesty that the voices quieted for a second and Else swallowed around the lump in her throat. “No one is forever,” she answered after a second, “No one!” 

“Our deal was you save my family and my people from the ogres and I come away with you forever,” Eha said, her hands reached out to grab Else’s softly. “You upheld your part, let me uphold my part.”

“No one stays forever, dear,” she repeated, her voice growing sharper as she did so. The voices of the curse echoed her words around her brain, reminding her of all the times that she had been left behind – reminding her why she had taken the curse on in the first place. The gentle touch burned, and she yanked her hands away, ignoring the way the other flinched slightly. “You’re a fool if you think you’ll stay around me forever – no one stays around monsters forever!” 

“You’re not a monster!” Eha shouted, lips pursing, “Stop calling yourself such rude words, you’re-” 

“Not a human.” Else moved, bowing once far enough away, “Definitely not a soft, pretty little woman like yourself.” She twirled, a dress forming on her body as she did so. Giggling, she attempted a curtsy. The unfamiliar movements were rough, causing her to trip over her own feet and tumble downwards, a laugh on her lips as she made contact with the floor. If she were human, it would’ve hurt, as she wasn’t, the pain was dusted away before she could even process it. 

“Else.” Her name on Eha’s lips was heavenly and for a second, as the other knelt down beside her, the skirt of her dress flaring out exactly as one would expect, she looked every bit the image of a princess. Oh, Else knew that Eha wasn’t one, but the sight of it brought forth an image from one of her visions, one that she quickly batted away. 

“I’m fine dear, worry not for this old crone,” she said, waving her hands in hopes of shooing the other away. It wasn’t that easy though. 

“I choose you,” Eha said softly, her voice barely a whisper in the large hall. Soft blue eyes stared at her, “I really do – I chose to go with you and I choose to stay, nothing you do can get rid of me.” 

Oh, the curse doubted that – murder her darling family in front of her, it whispered seductively, break her spirit – but with the determination in those darling eyes shining so brightly, Else wanted to lean in and choose her too. “You’re a foolish girl,” Else said instead. “Positively foolish.” 

Eha brightened. It truly was a wonderful sight. “All the best stories start with a foolish girl,” she said, as she made to stand and reached out a hand for Else. “They all have a foolish girl, a stubborn love interest, and a quest.” 

“Do you believe you’re in a story?” Else asked as she stood. She knew the other placed a lot of value on books – the two libraries she had all but taken over (been given) spoke of it – but she had never really heard the other talk so fanciful. It was something that had drawn Eha to Else, that clear levelheadedness the other showed when listing to her family why they had needed the Dark One’s help. 

“No.” Eha shook her head, smiling as she moved to get the straw off the table, “But my sister – the one who glared at you when you came to our home – she used to tell me stories before bed when I was a child. They were about doing the brave thing, the right thing, and well-” she paused here, dipping her eyes. After a second, she looked back up, mischief in blue eyes, “How about another deal?” 

“And what do you have to offer me?” Else was intrigued – would she use this to try to gain an upper hand, or would she use this deal for frivolous wishes?  “And what do you want in return?” 

“Nothing big,” Eha replied as she stopped in front of the spinning wheel, the basket slowing dropping to the ground with a decided thump. “I’ll tell you the rest of this story and you – you tell me about the belongings I found earlier this week; the ones I know you sent me away for.” 

The room seemed to freeze with her words. Else stared, unsure of what else to do. She wasn’t wrong, though perhaps Else was hoping that the girl wouldn’t have put two and two together and figured out that those things – her long-lost family’s things, now well hidden so that the girl would never ever find them again – were the cause of her attempted banishment. 

“Ah,” she said after finding her voice. 

“You don’t have to,” Eha said, hesitance in her words. She seemed to pause in her movements before deciding to come closer, laying a hand on Else’s arm. “I’m not going to force you to share something you don’t want to, but I – I just figured… Well, they hurt you, and my father used to tell me that talking about your pain helps.” 

“Wise man, your father.” It was said so softly that she doubted Eha could’ve heard her, but the smile that she got in return told her something else.  Her curse was oddly silent as she debated with herself on if she should take the deal or if she should just wave her hand and deposit the maid elsewhere in the castle, then again, it seemed to always been oddly silent whenever she thought for too long about her family. 

“Else?” Apparently, she was silent for too long. The worry was evident in Eha’s voice. Blue eyes looked up at her in concern.

“Two stories from you, my darling, and we’ll have a deal.”

A/N: There's no real addition information necessary but if you want, likes and reblogs always bring me joy! :)

[mikeellee]

That line is perfect for Izu's real villain aka BK.

But you are right. Shig and Izu are undeveloped as fuck....it's ironic bc among all parallels they do share this one. Being so equally undeveloped.

Which version of Beauty and the Beast? The Disney animated one? Or the Disney with Emma Watson?😒

1) gone be honest. I give less of a shit to Ochako. Maybe toga survived and run...which if she did that....hahahaha well..Ochako is sort rejected here.

2) dude she gave Mirio's quirk... realistically...Mirio should have been reduced to nothing ...but if she can bring his quirk back. How and why? If she can do that....the sky is the limit...amor that was a fluke on the system. Again, how and why? Btw no one was asking for Mirio.

3) hawks says some vague shit...will he be the one to lead the new HC? No idea. I had this idea during the leaks

4) Fuck Momo. She corned Izu like an animal and is now worried about Dark Izu??? The fuck this means. Also back handed compliments. That's how you know Hori is fine. He needs to show you he doesn't like his mc

5) back handed compliments to Izu! If he fought someone....no one cares and it's not important. Also fuck A1.

6) I agree.

7) ah right is the dude who didn't want Izu to enter ua! Well, Izu was forced....by A1 to be there. Izu's pain is a gag....and I hate how the fandom accepts that. People are celebrating Izu going to see a family being murder fr.

8) She said smth in the lines "he suffers and that's good" I'm paraphrasing here but...what fucked up thing to say...we get Hori you detest Izu. The fact people really spend the entire story watching Izu in pain ....wow.

So in regards the leaks and how the general fandom is acting towards Shig and Izu seeing each other memories.

Like, let's dissect here. One thing is bothering me in lieu how the MHA treats redemption arcs is how the victims have no saying in the redemption of the villain(and BK let's not forget what he really is) the fandom wants to babiefied the villains without facing the real consequences.

Won't talk about PoS here. Let's talk about Shiggy.

Fandom says he is groomed by afo and so...he needs to be saved. I talked to @doodlegirl1998 about this. She proposed the idea of afo suggesting things to Shig which...yeah makes sense.

Brainwash trope: it's a trope where a character acts differently from the norm thanks to external reasons. For the trope to work we need to see how the character is before the brainwash.

What we know about Shig before being Shig.

*He is Tenko.

* He has a fluffy corgi

* His family died .

Shig fandom insists Tenko was this paragon of goodness. We are told that btw never showed. "Tenko helped those two faceless and shapeless kids. He is an angel" and the fandom nods.

What we really see of Tenko is how he was abused bc Hori really couldn't make his backstory a clichê. The SHIMURAS are dead and......no one really care. What they bring to the story?

We don't know how Tenko was, really

Then afo took him in.

He didn't groomed Shig. A groomer (if we go by a non sexual way) would be all the steps of the person's life to mold....afo didn't do that. He see him give a really cruel name to Shig, see the Dr give the hands (I so think they laugh at this) and leave him alone with Kuro.

Not grooming.

But afo could have suggested Shig to use his quirk without care.

Which comes to my point .....Shig chose to continue on this path. Shig chose to attack us, to kill those heroes. It's was on him. Afo doesn't have a hold on him...Shig did himself.

And my point is, Shig can't ever get a redemption action if we don't account the victims.

How the victims and their families would feel about a Shig wanting to redeem himself?

Ok imagine that. Everyone forgive Shig...maybe they all see Baby Tenko and are. Heartbroken by his cuteness ...they forgive him as easily as some Shig simps wanted .....what this means to Shig then?

What he would do with this forgiveness? Would he try to change? Would he care? What the story would be if everyone forgive Baby Tenko?

Also.....

I'm profoundly annoyed how Izu has to see the SHIMURAS being murder, how the fans will see this as "oh no. Poor Shig" (don't get me wrong ...it is horrifying as it is....silly. the entire family is dead. It's lazy) and no one will give a shit about Izu's past, just to not break a pattern. We will see the horrific scene of SHIMURAS being killed...a scene Izu will see as well....and doubt we are going to see Izu's past....and if we do see....

Fandom:😒why we are wasting time on this

Or

Fandom:😁proof Izu will save Shig. Go save Shig.

[theyscreamjade]

Samwiches

So..tell me why after I wrote the last..uhh..headcannon. I seriously had the urge to write about our boys..doing the nasty. ALSO, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 100 FOLLOWERS! I CANT BELIEVE IT! THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH!

Disclaimer: NSFW (everyone’s 18+!)

Part Two

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Izuku Midoriya

* I seriously gotta stop seeing him as innocent as he is because I think he’s a hidden freak.

* The innocent ones are the ones you should honestly watch for and I mean it.

* When he looses his card to the right person and it’s you, please prepare yourself because you’ve unleashed a inner hidden demon.

* With him, the littlest things you do could honestly turn him on. If you’ve got thick thighs, he loves them. Chubs? Loves it still. He doesn’t discriminate at all.

* I, for some odd reason..see him as a thigh guy. He’s going to bite or kiss your thighs before devouring you.

* He’s a people pleaser which includes you too.

* Each part of your body is going to have the attention it deserves.

* He’s going to compliment your while slamming inside you, pushing you towards your limit with each penetration with your mind going absolutely blank.

* Your moans are in his mind for the rest of his life.

* “Don’t look away Puppy, I want to see your beautiful face.”

* His favorite place to make Samwiches? Bedroom is one, shower is another, and lastly...his office. He loves seeing you bent over, his costume to his ankles while your nails dig into the desk’s wood while everyone’s wondering where you guys went.

* Don’t get me started with Aftercare with him, everything’s already sat out. I mean everything, he knows you like the back of his hand and from the notes he writes. Before you can even ask, Boom. Here you go.

* Type: Vanilla

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Katsuki Bakugo

* (I’ve been mentally prepared for this for the longest.)

* It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know that he takes pride in his work, absolute fucking pride.

* If loses his card to you or not, it doesn’t matter. They’re his past and never probably deserved it.

* I swear, he’s a tease though. He’s going to taunt and tease you while you can’t even speak.

* He demands eye contact while between your legs, don’t try to squirm or stop him. He doesn’t care if you climaxed already. He’s not done.

* I’m a firm believer that he overstimulates and it’s something to always remember with him.

* You better not have plans the next day. Especially if it’s for after-work sex or even jealous sex.

* Make-up sex is his favorite though.

* His favorite places with you are the Shower, The bedroom and his car.

* “I want the neighbors to hear us, so the next time that bastard looks at you, he knows you’re mine!”

* Fog covering the windows, while your hands gripping his shoulders, his hands gripping your waist while making you bounce up and down in a empty alley where no one could possibly see you two.

* Bakugo’s version of aftercare is something you couldn’t expect honestly, he’s the total opposite.

* He acted like a absolute beast with you just to turn into a cuddly puppy with you. He’ll hold you close, help you get dressed if you can’t walk, carry you everywhere. Hell, he’ll even wash your body if you guys did it in the shower.

* Type: Hardcore.

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Shoto Todoroki

* I’ve honestly with Shoto, I see him as the absolute close touch kind of guy.

* He wants to touch every part of your body so you know it’s his, all his.

* Shoto believes in getting you to a blissful ending every time. I mean every time, so quickies are out of the picture. It’s going to take some HOURS.

* He loves expressing his love in the best he way he possibly can. Your facial reactions to each movement he does, it pushes him to keep that up.

* He’s a silent freak like Izuku and will get turned on randomly. If you sit on his lap, all he can think about sometimes is you riding him a few weeks ago.

* You’re his every fantasy and there’s no one else that can make him the way you do.

* We all know he eats and won’t pull away until you’re begging for him.

* One thing I see with him is close contact, in other words, each position will have you or him close. If you’re riding him, he’s holding you close to him. If he’s on top, he’s in your arms.

* “Fuck, You look so beautiful riding me, Baby~”

* Favorite places: the bathtub, Closet and lastly...(I’m going to hell.) his father’s car.

* So, Endeavor decided to get a car and asks Shoto to pick it up since no one else wanted to...left a nice white stain in the back seat though.

* The aftercare usually consists of cuddles, him holding you close or you and him taking a bath together while he’s holding you close, kissing your shoulder and back.

* Type: Passionate.

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Eijiro Kirishima

* This man is such an amazing person that I just can’t help it.

* I firmly believe when doing the dirty with Kiri, you might be a pillow prince or princess until you tell him to sit back and hang on.

* He honestly thinks it a man’s job to handle everything, so please knock him back a bit honey.

* God, those teeth will be marked on your every. Single. Time. You’re left a whimpering, absolute mess while covered in bites and hickeys all over you.

* This includes going down on you, because he’s just like his friend. (Especially if you taste amazing to him.)

* He wants to show you just how a man makes love. You’re always before him, every time.

* With Kiri, the possibilities are endless with the positions. He might see it as a freaking work out to have you wobbling like a baby deer in the morning.

* I know for a fact he’s broken the bed before because of his hardening quirk. If not that, the headboard.

* (May I also ask...if he uses that, while making a samwich...will that hard go away?)

* “Fuck Pebble, You’d better keep your voice down~ wouldn’t want anyone to hear you, now? Unless you’re into that~”

* His favorite places would be: His gym, kitchen and lastly...the pool.

* There’s a little story to that one.

* Aftercare with Kiri is the cutest thing and often unpredictable. Anything you need, he got it. Anything you could possibly think of, he’ll get. Even if you wanted him to carry you in the store to get something , he’ll carry you.

* Type: Adventurous.

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When My Back Was Turned (Ezio Auditore X Reader)

Words: 3645

Warnings/Themes: Injury, Violence, Blood, Not Quite Character Death, Angst, Fluff

Characters/Pairings: Ezio x Reader, Claudia, Mario, Maria (briefly mentioned)

A/N: This is just something I’ve been working on and finally decided to post. I almost didn’t. This isn’t the whole story that I wrote, there is more to the ending, but it felt too rushed for me to want to post it. Some background information for this one, I imagined the reader/ this character as ten years younger than Ezio. And in a form of self-indulgence, she comes from a world where AC is just a game, but I imagine it also has it’s version of Templars and Assassins that no one knows about. Thanks for reading!

They limped up to the villa, having abandoned their horses at the stables at the entrance to the village. Eyes had been glued to the battered pair from the moment they had approached. He wasn’t as badly beaten as she was, only sporting a split lip, a sprained wrist, and various cuts and bruises. He held her upright with an arm gently around her waist. He didn’t want to jostle her bruised, possibly fractured, ribs or her recently dislocated shoulder. She was bleeding from multiple wounds along her face and hands.

They were on their way to what was supposed to be a simple visit to Monteriggioni that turned into an ambush by some mountain bandits. Ezio had made it out relatively well and was already running away, thinking that his wife was just behind him. However, her shout of surprise told him otherwise.

As she had been about to follow him, a couple bandits grabbed her. And before she knew it, they had shoved her over the cliff face. It felt like she had rolled for hours when it had been mere seconds before her hand grabbed onto a young tree sprouting from the rock. It groaned and cracked under her added weight and threatened to break. Upon catching herself, her already damaged body smacked the rock and a sickening pop sounded as her arm left its socket.

Ezio had immediately jumped into action, swiftly dispatching the remaining attackers, and rushing to the cliff's edge. His heart hammered in his chest at the sight of her clinging to that sapling for dear life. She was too far down for him to grab her and she definitely wouldn’t be able to climb back up with her shoulder. Thinking fast, he stripped the cloaks and capes from the fallen bandits and tied them together into a makeshift rope. She could barely keep a hold of it as he pulled her back up to safety.

He held her close to him, petting her sweaty and bloody hair. He whispered comforting words to her as she shook against him. He knew she was scared of heights and falling, the reason for her refusing to free-run on certain buildings and to do a Leap of Faith, unless absolutely necessary. However, in this situation, she hadn’t been in control and it terrified her.

Once she had quieted down, Ezio sat her up properly and told her he needed to reset her shoulder. She had nodded somberly and let him pop it back into place without a peep. Ezio almost found it amusing how she can take the pain of a dislocated shoulder with only a wince, but she couldn’t handle heights. But now wasn’t the time to tease her.

Recovering their horses that had run off with their packs, the pair made their way back to Monteriggioni.

A doctor was already waiting for them as they entered the villa, some kind villager sending for one when they saw the two. Mario and Claudia stood with the doctor, the older female’s hands over her mouth, and Y/N was practically unconscious by the time they made it to the trio.

Mario swept up to take the woman into his arms, allowing Ezio to cradle his wrist and follow them into their shared room. (Y/n) was placed gently on the bed and the doctor immediately began his treatment. Ezio collapsed into the chair at the foot of the bed, his armor digging uncomfortably into his flesh.

“What happened?” Mario began his interrogation before Ezio could get his bearings. Shaking his head, Ezio began to carefully remove his armor. Claudia was already helping the doctor remove (Y/n)’s, who moaned in pain. The younger man’s eyes fixed on her at the sound.

Seeing that his nephew was not going to answer him now, Mario rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. Until (Y/n) was cared for and out of danger, Mario knew Ezio wouldn’t speak to anyone about the mission. This wasn’t the first time this has happened, but it is the worst condition either of them had been in in a long time.

“Once you two are rested, meet me in my office to discuss what happened.” Mario placed a hand on Ezio’s shoulder, squeezing gently. The younger man simply nodded, not wanting to take his eyes off his wife.

Nearly an hour later, (Y/n)’s wounds were patched up and Claudia had changed her into a loose shirt and pants. Ezio’s wrist had been wrapped and put into a sling and his lip cared for. He had moved his chair to be right next to her as she slept, tucked into the bed and her favorite blanket pulled up to her nose, just the way she liked it. He wished he could curl up with her in that bed, but on doctor’s orders, she was not to be moved around too much or her ribs would not heal properly.

Ezio knew he should probably go find his uncle but speaking to anyone and leaving his wife’s side didn’t sound very appealing. So he sat in his chair, watching as her eyes flickered behind her eyelids. She must be having a bad dream. As she often does after a particularly bad mission.

He reached over and stroked her cheek with his good hand, smiling softly when she nuzzled into his hand. She would probably wake in the morning grumpy and very hungry. An angel when she was asleep but a terrifying beast upon awakening. Ezio smiled wider at the thought. She would definitely kill him had she known his thoughts.

At some point in the late evening, Claudia knocked and left some food on the table next to him, squeezing his shoulder and telling him to eat and rest. He nodded and picked at the food. The roasted duck didn’t quite smell or taste as appealing as it did when he wasn’t consumed with worry.

Many times has he tried to convince his wife to retire from Assassin duties, to stay safe and live life to the fullest while she was still young. But those conversations usually ended with him sleeping on the floor and her not speaking to him for a full evening. How dare he think that she would ever let him face the dangers they did alone.

After eating as much as he could stomach, he carefully stripped from his robes and stepped behind the partition in the room. A tub filled with water sat in the corner, filled earlier with hot water by a maid. By now the water was less than lukewarm, but he hardly felt it as he lowered himself in. She had already been cleaned by Claudia with a cloth and a basin of water.

The partition was positioned so he could still see her on the bed when he leaned back. On his own terms, he would have just climbed into bed after changing into a sleeping shirt, but since he began courting her, she always refuses him to enter her bed unless clean.

‘I don’t want my bed smelling like blood, metal, and sweat!’ She had yelled at him early on in their relationship. No matter where they were if there was a bed, she had to be clean before entering it. He figured it came from whatever futuristic upbringing she had.

He still vividly remembers that day, he had just brought the Apple to Leonardo’s workshop with his uncle and Niccolò for the artist to study. When Leonardo had reached out to touch it a bright, golden light engulfed the room and a figure fell from thin air. Ezio had rushed forward to catch the person.

She was unconscious and dressed in strange clothes. But he wouldn’t lie, this stranger was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. In the next few days they had found out she came from a different world, far in the future. She had been tasked by a being called Minerva to guide Ezio on his journey.

Six years had now gone by and she had since become a master assassin and his wife. His gaze fell down to his bruised knuckles. A gold wedding band laid just above one, on his left ring finger. He didn’t normally wear it on missions but seeing as how this was supposed to be just a visit back to Monteriggioni, he had worn it proudly. It had a red smudge of blood on it. Removing it from his finger, he washed it in the waters.

Finishing up in the tub, he threw on a sleeping shirt and stepped quietly over to the bed. He was always hesitant when sleeping with her when she was injured. He was either a fitful sleeper or a cuddler. Neither one is very good for her injured state. But he knew she wouldn’t rest as well without him next to her. So being cautious, he placed a few pillows between them before fully settling in. He laid on his side, careful of his wrist, and gently stroked a knuckle across her soft cheek.  

Her lips quirked up and she turned her head to nuzzle into his hand. He let a gentle smile take over his face. Even battered and weary, she still found a reason to smile. Pride swelled in his chest at being the reason for her smiles most of the time. A truly beautiful thing to behold.

“Buonanotte, amore mio.” He withdrew his hand, but let it rest on her stomach. As his eyes closed, he felt calloused fingers wrap around his.

“Buonanotte, Bello.” Her voice was raspy and quiet, but it was still the sweetest sound he'd ever heard.

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A knock to the solid wood door roused him from his dreamless sleep. As predicted, he had moved a lot in his sleep. Now he laid on his back, arms sprawled out and one leg tossed over the barrier of pillows, his foot tucked under her leg. The sheets had bunched around his waist and the duvet tossed over her slumbering body. Drool was crusted to the side of his mouth and his hair was in disarray. She, of course, looked positively heavenly, despite her injuries.

Rising from the bed, Ezio straightened his appearance and moved to the door as a second knock sounded. The kind Doctor from the previous day had returned, most likely to change her bandages. Behind the elderly man was Claudia, a tray with fruits, bread, and two small bowls of soup on it.

“Ah, Dottore, Buongiorno. Come in.” Ezio stepped to the side, letting the two into the room. He excused himself to behind the partition to change into more presentable clothes. It was somewhat difficult with only one good arm, but he managed. After struggling to button his shirt up with one hand he gave up, stepping out from the partition. Claudia rolled her eyes and buttoned his shirt up for him.

“Nothing but a child.” She grumbled, poking him roughly in the chest. He chuckled, rubbing the spot.

“Careful, Claudia, I still have uses for him.” A raspy voice came from the bed. Claudia’s attention snapped over to her sister-in-law.

“(Y/N)!” The siblings rushed to the bed, leaving enough space for the doctor. “How are you feeling?” Claudia questioned. The younger woman gave a pained smile as the Doctor peeled back the bandage on one of her deeper wounds.

“Like hell, to be honest. And I’d kill for some ibuprofen…” She bit her lip and pressed her head further into the pillows when the doctor dabbed an alcohol-soaked rag into the wound. Ezio took a step closer, worry flooding his veins. He truly hated seeing her in such a state. He was beating himself up inside for not getting to her sooner.

“I can give you a poultice to take the edge away around your ribs.” The doctor began rewrapping her wounds. “I’d advise you twist or move around as little as possible for the next few weeks to give your ribs time to heal, and only wear loose clothing. Your other bandages must be changed every eight hours.”

“Grazie, Dottore.” The woman nodded in appreciation. The doctor smiled and set a small jar of the poultice on the bedside table. After giving a few instructions on the next few weeks of healing, he bid the three farewell and departed.

“I’m glad you’re already doing better, mia sorella.” Claudia sat on the edge of the bed, taking Y/N’s hand in hers. “You had me worried sick seeing you return like that.” She lightly scolded.

“Sorry, Claudia. Next time I’ll tell those bandits to not attack us. Just because you worry about me.” Y/N smiled.

“Piccola merda.” The two women laughed, only to be cut off from the grunt of pain from the junior. Ezio finally stepped forward, still silent as before. He took the jar and removed the lid, setting it on the table.

Claudia stood up out of the way of the man on a mission. His face was drawn into a concentrated frown and he refused to look at his wife’s scratched-up face. With stiff and precise movements, he pulled up her shirt to just under her breast. Her skin was a vivid purple, the bruise forming overnight. His brows furrowed deeper at the sight.

His sister excused herself, sensing that the two needed to talk. But not before directing her brother to make sure to feed his wife the soup she had brought. He merely grunted in response, dipping two fingers into the greasy concoction.

Despite his angry demeanor and calloused hands, his touch was feather-light on her skin as he spread the poultice on her ribs. Her eyes didn’t leave his face as he worked. It had been so long that either one of them had been injured like this that Ezio was having a hard time controlling his emotions.

“Bello…” Her voice was just a whisper, but it had his finger freezing over her skin. He sniffed and grabbed a rag to wipe his hands clean. “Ezio. Look at me.” Her fingers closed around his wrist, tugging him down to sit next to her. He slowly brought his eyes up to meet hers. And the tears immediately sprung to his eyes.

“Oh, my love…” Her own vision blurred with tears and she threaded her fingers with his. “It’s okay, I’m okay.”

“I should have been faster… I should have made sure you were following me…I’m so sorry, mia bella.” He covered his face with his free hand, the other squeezing her fingers. His chest constricted with suppressed sobs.

“Ezio.” Her voice was soft but stern. He managed to look at her again. “This is not your fault. You had no way of knowing what was going to happen, not even your sixth sense could have predicted this… I don’t blame you for this happening, so I don’t want you to blame yourself either.”

He sniffled and wiped the tears from his face.

“And besides, I promised to kick the ass of anyone who wronged you. So don’t make me kick your ass when I get out of this bed.” She gave him her signature lopsided grin. He let a laugh escape him despite the want to sob instead.

“Now, I’m starving, so help me sit up.”

“Sì, Signora.” Ezio helped her up and placed the tray of food in her lap. There was just enough for the two of them. They ate in silence for a few minutes, not realizing how hungry they were.

“The real tragedy here though is that I think I lost my hairpin down the side of that cliff.” She pouted as she popped a strawberry into her mouth. The dainty gold hairpin had been an anniversary gift from Ezio two years ago and she wore it every time they took a break.

Ezio chuckled. “I shall buy you all the hairpins until the void of missing that one is filled.”

“Oh, my dear, I fear your wallet will weep. As it may take all the hairpins in the world for the hole in my chest to be filled.” She feigned distress, pressing the back of her bandaged hand to her forehead.

A yawn suddenly forced its way from her, stretching her chest painfully.

“You should sleep, it will help you heal.” Ezio cleared the tray and set it next to the door. His wrist twinged. He almost forgot his own injury. Despite the pain though, he once again helped his wife lay down and pulled the blankets up to her chin. Her eyes batted slowly up at him; her lips pursed ever so slightly. He huffed a laugh and bent down to press a slow kiss to her waiting lips.

“I will be back before you wake again, mia bella.” After kissing her forehead, he made sure she closed her eyes then left the room. He had to report to his uncle about the attack. Not something he looked forward to.

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It took a little less than six weeks for her to be fully healed. Her ribs still twinged dully when she twisted wrong, but daily stretches were quickly strengthening her muscles again. Ezio had finally broken his moody attitude now that she was up and walking.

The pair had stayed in Monteriggioni while she healed but constantly corresponded with the others in the Brotherhood. But today, the two were finally returning to Venezia to continue their search for Savonarola and The Apple.

She knew Ezio was anxious to resume their search, but despite being injured, she was glad they had somewhat of a break. She knew it would be around this time that Savonarola would be making his way into Firenze to steal control from the Medici. In the next three years, they will be storming the city to take down the corrupt monk. And then they won’t have a moment to breathe.

“Tesoro, are you ready to go?” Ezio’s voice brought her back from her thoughts. She smiled up at her husband and nodded. They were already packed and had their horses ready for the long journey. She hugged Mario, Claudia, and Maria goodbye as they met them at the town's entrance. She mounted her horse, Ezio on his horse trotting up next to her.

Waving, the pair left the town. And for the next eight years, they fought tooth and nail against the Templars. They defeated Savonarola, regained the apple, took down Rodrigo, and returned to Monteriggioni. Got run out of said town and came to Rome. Together, they began the rebellion against Cesare, starting with destroying the machines he forced Leonardo to make for him.

The two had destroyed all but one, the naval cannon. Following the engineer and getting past the guards was the easy part. Burning the blueprints was also easy. But when it came to actually destroying the machine and the naval fleet, that had proved to be more difficult.

Ezio rowed the gondola while she manned the Cannon. And slowly but surely, they dispatched the large ships. They had survived a few near-hits, the small boat rocking violently, the ropes and extra ammunition sliding around on the floor.

She cheered as the last ship went down in flames, Ezio breathlessly laughing next to her. His arms were on fire from rowing.

Y/N turned the Cannon, facing down onto itself. She looked over to her husband with a grin. “Would you care to do the honors, messere?”

“Don’t mind if I do.” Ezio wrapped his hand around the firing mechanism, “Perdonatemi, Leonardo.” He pulled back on the lever and they both turned to dive off the side of the boat.

But as she had said once, many years ago, they could not have predicted this.

As the boat had been rocking from enemy fire, and she moved around, a rope had looped itself into the perfect snare around her foot. When she jumped from the boat, it tightened, the other end is tied off on the metal machine. She had dived perfectly, was swimming next to Ezio as the explosion went off.

And then she was yanked back.

As the Cannon sunk to the bottom of the bay the rope tightened even more around her leg. She was quickly running out of air as she tried to free herself. Her hidden blade picked the wrong time to jam, if only she cleaned it as often as she should have.

Ezio was just about to break the surface when he turned to look at her. And his blood went as cold as the water around him. Managing to take a deep breath at the surface, he dove back down, swimming as fast as he could. She was sinking fast, faster than he could keep up. He watched desperately as she finally gave up, looking up at him and giving him an apologetic smile.

“NO!” The word only came out as a bubbled scream, mixing with the last bit of air leaving her body. Her eyes slipped shut and she descended into the dark depths. Out of his vision.

Not caring about his swiftly depleting oxygen supply, Ezio continued to swim after her. His lungs burned and his arms and legs grew slower. Just when he thought he was going to pass out as well, a bright golden light illuminated the bay, he could see the outline of the Cannon as it sunk. But not her.

The ache in his chest became too much and his body moved to the surface on its own. His head broke the surface and he gasped for air. His body was filled with relief, but his mind was a typhoon of emotions. Panic, confusion, grief.

He knew that light, he had seen it fourteen years ago when she first entered this world.

And just as she had come, she disappeared just as quickly.