#this is ver much ooc but oh well

[kasanetetolover]

She's trying to cope with the fact she's not real 💔

[dxrlingx]

Scaramouche x F!reader

NSFW under the cut [full ver. of this]

Warnings: AFAB!reader, student x teacher, age gap(scara is in his 20s n reader her early 30s), slightly OOC scara?, switch!scara x switch!reader, piv, clit play, exhibition kink, mommy kink. Not proof-read.

Working in a new college as the history teacher oh so suddenly was more stressful than you expected it to be. But it had a good pay and the students there loved you so you didn't have much to complain. You loved being a teacher, it has been your dream ever since you were a little kid; though marking endless papers everyday and planning out lessons for the next day every night was tiresome, scaramouche, the student of your history class, was more tiring to deal with than anything or anyone else. You had to sometimes take a deep breath and stop yourself from snapping at him. Even though you were his teacher, older than him and wiser, that didn't stop him from shamelessly making fun of you for being "seductive" for having a swarm of horny good-for-nothing students that drools over you like dogs in heat. You'd roll your eyes at him, saying that you don't have any interest in having sexual intercourses with your students.

...Well that was your mindset. Until today.

You lift your head up from the papers you were reviewing to the door that had been barged opened with scaramouche angrily storming in, holding up his recent history test paper and pointing at the big '27/50' you had written on his paper. Gritting his teeth and spitting insults at you, demanding you to change his grades. You slammed your hands on your table, standing up from your seat as you grabbed his face, squeezing it as you pulled him closer, glaring at him. "You think just because your daddy's rich and you get your way with everything and everyone, you could do the same with me? Don't make me laugh.. tsk" You whispered sharply in his ears. Scaramouche was lost for words, gritting his teeth as he glared back at you. He tried his best to hide the fact that he was completely turned on by all this. Getting dominated by you, your harsh words and the scent of your perfume that always manages to drive him crazy; was all too much for him to handle, getting all hard in his pants like a fucking loser. Well, he was one.

You let out a heavy sigh, adjusting his face so that his eyes are fixed directly into yours, face relaxing as your lips curved into a teasing smirk. "Since you want me to raise your marks up so badly.. I guess I'll do it for you, just this once. But~ you have to give me something else in return, only then it will be fair, no?" You whispered to him yet again, bucking your knee as you pushed it right against his aching erection, earning a choked moan and a glare in return. "Are you serious? You really think I would agree to do tha-" "Oh dear don't be so stubborn now, do you really think I missed the way your eyes longingly stare at my chest whenever I lean down to help you with your work? Or when you would stare at my ass everytime I turn my back on you, only to catch you looking away with a blushing face as soon as I turn my head to face you? It's all too obvious darling.."

Scaramouche's face was as red as ever, his eyes avoided your gaze at the realisation that he's been caught red handed. And it embarassed him how much he wanted to fuck you, but for the sake of keeping up his pride he had to act like he didn't want to indulge in your request. His body tensed up as he felt you rub your knee against his erection, he cleared his throat nervously as he faced you. "F-fine. But only for my grades, don't think it's because I want to.. do that with you or anything" Your eyes lit up, chuckling. "Whatever you say, dear~" You responded teasingly as you shoved him down on your chair, opening the buttons of your blouse as you pulled down your skirt, biting your lips impatiently as you undid his belt, pulling out his erection leaking with pre-cum as you giggled. "Oh my, you're more excited than i thought you would be."

Holding his cock against your hole you slowly sinked down, biting your lip as you whined. Scaramouche groaned and gritted his teeth at the feeling of your tight warm walls enveloping around his cock, gripping the handles of the chair his hips twitched, unintentionally thrusting up as his tip poked against your g-spot. "A-ah!.. shit.. mommy's gonna move now okay?.." You said through heavy breaths, lifting up your hips as you slammed back down, back arching at the feeling. You sped up, riding scaramouche faster as you gripped on his shoulders for support. "Ngh- fuck! M-mommy.. slow down agh.." You opened your eyes, staring at scaramouche who was a blushing mess, his eyes were hazy and his lips slightly parted as he let out whines and moans. His hands travelled up to your boobs, grabbing a hold of them as he fondled them as he pleased. You choked out a moan as your hips twitched, signalling you were close to your release, scaramouche was holding back to just cum right there and there, the feeling of your pussy too much for him to handle.

You let out a gasp as scaramouche suddenly lifted you up, roughly laying you down on your desk as he lifted your right leg over his shoulder, staring into your eyes with a smirk as he pulled out completely, only to slam back into you roughly, his cock bullied in and out of your pussy quickly, pushing you both closer and closer to your climax. "S-scara!~ ah- ngh.. 'm gonna, g-gonna cum!" Scaramouche sped up, his thumb rubbing your clit. "Yeah? N-ngh-.. gonna cum for me? Fucking cum.. cum for me" He hissed, hand gripping your thigh which was rested on his shoulder as his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, only to slow down his thrusts as he glanced at the door. "Shit" He cursed under his breath, his friend was here, searching for him. Scaramouche had made plans with his friend to head home together.. and he had forgotten about it.

"Scaramouche? 'Ya done talking to the teacher yet?" The door handle rattles, thank celestia it was locked. Scaramouche stared down at your worried face, his frown turning to a smirk as he went back to fucking you silly. His thumb circled around your clit even faster, bringing you over to your edge. His hand clasped against your mouth to muffle your sounds. "Scaramouche? Scara? You in there?" The door handle continues to rattle, your eyes rolled back in your head as you threw your head back, legs shaking as you squirted all over, your juice covering the documents on your table as well as scaramouche's abdomen. You closed your eyes in bliss, your hands grasping his wrist as you bit your tongue to further muffle your moans. Scaramouche let out a groan as his warm seed spurts in your womb. As he heard his friend's footsteps disappear he removed his hand from your mouth, pulling out slowly with a sigh, his hand caressing your cheek.

"Made you squirt like a slut, so give me full marks yea?"

[hugemilkshake]

https://www.tumblr.com/hugemilkshake/746976766494720000/httpswwwtumblrcomhugemilkshake74666492724104?source=share

I love a lot of those ideas...and actually now got ideas for a part 2:

Imagine if the ancients visit y/n after a while of y/n just staying mostly in bed...and it's so they can dote on y/n too and make sure they are relaxed and happy and can imagine a little add on if you want...based off the "freshly baked cookie" part...

Like at one point dark enchantress shows up and ancients prepare to fight buuuut turns out she isn't here to cause stress for y/n by causing a war...she is here to help y/n learn to walk! Like she is holding y/n up and letting go so y/n slowly learns to stand and when they get the hang of it...they make a fun game to make sure y/n is having fun and happy while learning to walk (and so various cookies can have a chance to hug y/n...you'll understand why when I say game. Also it's so cookies can show their love for y/n and vent out a little of their competition through a fun game...aaaand remind themselves to keep their fight for y/n on the down low because...again want y/n to feel safe and happy.)

The game? A play obstacle course where each cookie is a 'check point' where y/n simply has to walk up to them and give them a hug before going onto the next cookie...and like the cookies are cheering them on "come on y/n! You can do it!" Ofcourse having some cookies nearby so if y/n starts to stumble, they can rush up to y/n like "hey hey its ok its ok...you're ok, we are here for you!"

And can imagine at the end, the cookies are all super proud of y/n lol!

Oooor maybe you can make up you're own 'y/n learns to walk' game where cookies can be more...competitive...buuut ofcourse maybe they mask it behind playful banter and so on so y/n doesn't feel the stress of having cookies fight over them lol!

Sorry if I'm being too descriptive or if I Sounded weird or anything lol! Just got thoughts flowing lmao!

Enjoy the milkshake! Don’t worry about sounding too descriptive, it’s actually more helpful for me since I don’t have to think of a plot- also dark enchantress might be ooc

How do you walk?

Part 1, part 3

Self aware AU

-platonic-

“ … and that’s when Blackberry Cookie came over to calm down Onion Cookie! After that everything was fine!”

You rested in the bed as Gingerbrave talked about recent events, this was a weekly occurrence, you didn’t hate it! But you wished you could walk around and talk to more cookie besides Gingerbrave, Strawberry, Wizard Or Custard lll…

Gingerbrave got up to leave before saying one last thing “Oh and one last thing before I leave! The ancient Cookies are going to be visiting! They might come see you to try and help you with your problem”

Huh… that was new… some cookies who might be able to help you out… only issue was that these cookies are some of the strongest in this game, or well this world you should say. So you were nervous about that.

A week went by the ancient cookie finally arrived in the cookie kingdom

You were nervous, an even a little scared

I mean these cookies could kill you if desired.

And you couldn’t even walk! So you couldn’t do anything against them!

When the ancients arrived, Pure Vanilla was the first to come into the room, along with Gingerbrave.

Dark Cacao and Golden Cheese came in next, followed by White Lily and Hollyberry.

Gingerbrave introduced you since you couldn’t talk

Now the vibe was meant to be nice and friendly, but it just wasn’t

It was VERY awkward

Now all the ancients had different opinions on you

Pure Vanilla wanted to help you get better since you literally couldn’t do anything but you couldn’t talk so he didn’t want to overstep any boundaries

Hollyberry wanted to lighten up you mood, so she told jokes and it worked for a little bit

Dark Cacao was very unsure of what to think about you. He’s not good with stuff like this

Golden Cheese was a bit like Hollyberry in a way but her jokes didn’t land that much

White Lily was very fascinated by your predicament. She has studied cookies for a while and has never seen something like this happen before

And Gingerbrave was there to have things to a bit more smoothly.

But in the end you guys didn’t get anything done. You couldn’t talk so it was to be expected.

The ancients bid you a farewell and left along with Gingerbrave

You were now alone…

It was the dead of night and you were reading since you were so used to staying up late and not sleeping, it was something you were working on.

But unlike all the other nights, everything felt off. Like there was a lurking darkness around you, it kinda give you anxiety.

No… not kinda…

It did give you anxiety.

You were reading when you heard your door open, and you saw a figure that resembled White Lily

You greeted her…. At least you thought you greeted White Lily…

When the figure responded, if definitely didn’t sound like White Lily

The figure stepped into the light and you froze in fear

Dark Enchantress was right in front of you

Now you were used to stressful situations but this was different

You were actively in danger.

You were going to scream before the sorceress shushed you

“Don’t scream. Im not going to hurt someone as pathetic as you.”

Ouch… but you weren’t in danger so that was good..?

Dark Enchantress told you that you needed to get up and walk. And without warning she pulled you up and got you to balance yourself

“Your not going to survive if you keep being babied by cookies. Now I’m going to leave you. Next time I see you, you better be able to walk”

And just like that she left.

You were left confused and started

And needless to say the next day Strawberry Cookie came into the room she had a heart attack since you were standing.

[0mysteiarchives]

Hear me out: Yandere!Sparkle ver.

warning: veery ooc im sorry eurueurjdkwfjn—

• Sparkle can and will isolate you from your loved ones. Taking their form and pushing you away until she’s the only one you can turn to.

(unless her shapshifting powers work in a way that only if she met and understands the target well, she’ll probably try to force you to let her meet anyone close to you and then do said process)

• She could kidnap and lock you up somewhere only she knows, but that would take away the fun, wouldn’t it?

Oh how she adores watching your nervous expression, glancing around on guard from her. She’ll continue this ‘game’ until you end up isolated and out of reach.

Be prepared to feel someone creep behind you with a sadistic grin on their face, before falling into a deep sleep.

• Though if you’re the resistant and stubborn type then she won’t let that pass, defradin you until you eventually submit to her ways.

“Seriously? Remember who helped you when everyone pushed you away? Is that all I get?”

“Tsk tsk..If I was never your friend, you wouldn’t have anyone at all. Right [Name]?”

At that point it would be the moment you’d realize it was her who did everything for you to end up like this.

Deception is a specialty of hers after all.

—

Sparkle loves you very much, she really does. But her ways of loving are particularly..special.

Until you can deceive the masked fool, can you be free from the suffocating prescence. You can always try, she’s open to your mind games.

[hydralutris]

It's so confusing to engage with fandom/fiction or interest in multiple language

So, to be fair, I wasn't aware of my mistake when I started BSD. My friend just showed me the show, her native language is english but mine is french. So she showed were to watch BSD in english dub, cool. Then I remembered their was a french evrsion, so I started the anime in french as well. I was so confuse by the change of the abillity's name. I mean it make sense : the abillity are named after litterary work. So when you translate them, it's really important to have something pleasing to hear, that translate a vibe. I am sure the english name of the abillity don't look that much like their original name, at least for a fair amount of them. And the two trad translate the anime/mangas from japanese, not any other language.

But when you're used to the name "No longer human", (wich is honestly a book title that slap. Wdym you're not human anymore ?? What happened ??) and then you read the mangas or watch the anime and the abillity is called "la déchéance d'un homme" ("the ruin of a man" or something like that). The name slap, and slap even more when you know that Ango Sakaguchi's power is called "discour sur la déchéance" (It translate like the english name). It just feel like Ango is judging Dazai. But it is CONFUSING ! It's even more confusing when you consider that mangas translator don't seem to have the same restriction than the anime translator, or maybe they're different team ? Idk, because the Akiko's abillity in the english ver of the anime is "thou shall not die" (tu ne mourra pas/tu ne dois pas mourrir) and in the french dub of the anime her power is named "personne ne mourra" (nobody will die) but in the mangas ? It's "Ne meurt pas" (don't die). I love all these names and they slap in their own way but it is really confusing

And after confusion come desapointement. Because it is oh so cool to engage with bsd and discovering the character dynamics but then you realise they don't translate lik you thought they would. Like Atsushi using "tu" (non formal "you") to refer to Kunikida but I just have to close my eyes to hear him say "mister Kunikida" in english and it feel a bit weird. I ould've def have done something else if I was the one doing the translation.

Oh, and don't get me started on Ace Attorney !

I had such high hopes for the iconic lines of the second trilogy when they had finally been translated in french this year. And some didn't desapointed ! But AA4 is way less gay. "That's the first time I felt this way with a man" just don'thave the same implication than "tu es le premier homme qui me dévisage comme ça" (you're the first man looking at me like that). The first one feel like Klavier is coming out and the second...Well...Apollo is already charmed.

Also Klavier is named...Konrad in french, wich is a good name actually. And he's not german anymore !! I was so used to this trait in the screen of AA4 I saw that this almost felt OOC. But at least he studied in germany.

But some name are sooo thougtfull. Ted Tonate became Alex Plausif. And Simon Blacquill is Jack Lamenoire (Jack because of "Jacque à dit" wich is just the french name of the game "Simon says" and lamenoire for lame noire (black blade) or l'âme noire (black soul) ). Still, it feel weird when I try to engage with the fandom cuz I get used to these french name for HOURS of games. I'm litteraly going on wiki fandom just to know about what guy ya'll are talking about on tumblr even if their story was the most impacting I ever saw on Ace Attorney.

[hello-from-nrc-infirmary]

Hometown Book 5: Ch. 1 Deleted Scene

Reason for Deleting: length, something felt off, and I didn't like the dialogue

Ooc// This scene originally takes place before Vern and Steel show up to breakfast.

The world is rocking as a familiar voice pulls at his consciousness. Morning light blurs his vision as the room slowly comes into focus. An empty space on the pillow in front of him blinks into view. Lightning sparks through his nerves. A warm, firm grip stops him from bolting up.

"Whoah," Steel searches his features, "Hey, Ver."

The sprite blinks, turning towards him. "Wha... where did you hear that?"

"Er... you said it last night," he stiffens, giving Vern a little space, "sorry, I thought you uh... wanted me to call you that."

"It's umm... h-how much did I say..?"

Steel's quiet for a moment before he murmurs, "Ver Pluvia de Ig... you uh... fell asleep."

His chest aches. Shakily releases a breath he was holding, he closes his eyes. His throat feels like it's stuffed with sand. Why relief refuses to comfort him, Vern wasn't sure.

"I... won't use-"

"-when it's just us," the sprite gets out. It's silent as he tries to swallow the dryness holding his tongue. He takes a steadying breath. "W-when it's umm... just us... you can call me that.."

"... if you're sure."

Vern manages to nod, a tear falling as the tension leaves him. "If you ummm... are comfortable with it."

Shrugging, Steel offers a handkerchief, "it's your name, Ver."

Taking it, the sprite barely murmurs his gratitude. A small smile slowly brightens his eyes. "It's umm... been some time since I've heard it."

"Hm? Alright," Steel straightens, a small glint of playfulness in his eye, "Ver Pluvia de....Iggy?"

A laugh bursts from the sprite. It takes him a moment to compose himself. His amber eyes finally light up a bit. A warmth spreads in his chest.

"I-Ignis," he barely gets out. His neck starts to itch, his voice trailing, "Ver Pluvia de Ignis..."

He glances down as he stares for a moment, bracing for the pain. The itch gradually vanishes. It was as if it never existed. Vern blinks, absently reaching for his own throat. Steel's unusually soft voice pulls him back.

"...kay? Ver?"

"O-oh... s-sorry I umm..." he hesitates, "it's only um... part of my name."

"It's fine," he takes a breath, "Ver Pluvia de Ignis, I.. uh... need you to promise me something."

Tears prick at the sprite's eyes. It's been too long. He barely remembers how many decades have passed since he heard that much of his name. It's about half, yet it might as well be the whole of it. A numb hole in his chest seems to fill again. He nods, "go on."

"Er..." Steel hesitates. After a moment, he takes Vern's hand. "Promise me, no matter what happens... do not fight Victor."

"Wha- but... what if he umm... uses magic and people-"

"-Ver, please," his firm tone is unraveling, "I... don't want to lose you, too."

He meets Steel's pleading gaze. There's pain and a touch of fear haunting the normally bright aurora hues. Vern tentatively holds the handkerchief out. It feels as though thorns are constricting his heart. "I'll do my um.. best to stay out of any ummm... battles."

Ooc// so... I don't have any song to go with this one, but I hope you all like this bit of fluff! And yes, I am tagging the hometown crew below! If you want to be added to the taglist for updates, let me know!

Taglist: @nrcbookclub @castaway-achlys @nightonthemountain

[ashurzs]

fixing you up (with love)

you know those stupid ass hs fights? yeah lets say you got into one :3!

cws; gn reader in mind, fluff, mentions of fighting, mentions of blood

might be ooc, i apologize :C

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"and i swear, i definitely won! they were like bleeding more than me!" "das crazy, now shut up and stop moving around" "BUT THE ALCOHOL STINGS"

KYO KANEKO looks up at you in disbelief as his eye twitches. "did you or did you not just fight someone? why are you complaining about alcohol? and how are you even bleeding, weapons were aloud?"

all the questions being poured onto you made you pout, you decided to answer the alcohol question.

"because alcohol actually hurts! unlike fucking scarl-" "i'm still friends with her ya know?" ".."

knowing that you can't keep arguing with the one who offered to clean your bleeding scars. well, it was more like pulling you away from ren who had tried to stop the fight.. but ya know, reading in between the lines! "it's gonna sting, so try not to move too much, yeah?"

sucking your teeth in, you prepare yourself as you watch the alcohol pad nears the cut near your face. the extra bloody napkins on the floor made you feel bad. "kyo, you know you don't have to."

he stays still, keeping eye contact with you as the alcohol wipe stays near the cut. but never really touching it. he raises an eyebrow, "and let ren clean you up?"

"i could do it myself!"

"i doubt that."

he stares at you directly, his eyebrows furrowed. you know, you've never seen him serious as now. he always somehow tries to find a way to make a joke, but-

"A-"

the sudden feeling of stinging makes you want to scream, and you did! but it was muffled quickly with a paper towel being shoved in your mouth, and a obnoxious laughter that you've learned to love. "yeah you thought i wouldn't huh? yeah yeah- you thought wrong!"

VER VERMILLION can't hide the disappointment he feels when he sees you all bloody. what even happened? sure there was a fight but who would bring weapons to one?

"you know, fighting with another council member is a serious problem right?"

".. yea.."

"so tell me.. why in your RIGHT mind, would you fight kotoka.?" "shouldn't the real question be how she gets a knife as a council member?" "but she's the one i'm cleaning up right now, right?"

there's a silence that hangs in the president's office, but it's quickly cut off with the ripping of an alcohol wipe wrapper. "you know, i don't like seeing you get hurt.."

"i know, i'm sorry." biting the inside of your lip nervously, you know you shouldn't argue with him. he signals for you to get off the chair you were sitting on and to come behind his desk. "sit on the table so i can properly clean it."

"eh.? b-but your paperwor-"

"that doesn't matter right now, what matters is we get you cleaned up before anything else happens to you, hm?"

"oh yeah, where was doppio in all of this?"

"making bets with meloco.."

"oh."

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[sicklystraypup]

I'm unsure of why I'm writing an introductory post, if I do not plan for anybody to see this blog.

Hello. If you are seeing this, it is entirely against my will. I will not use my name here for aforementioned reasons, but you may call me B for now.

You may use whichever pronouns you like. 35 years old, puppy, switch-vers (I believe that's what it is called nowadays) recently separated from my partners (my owner and his (our?) other puppy) due to...complicated circumstances. In fact, this blog exists as an attempt to cheer myself up and get my mind off all of that– which is ironic, as what I post here is likely to do nothing but remind me of them, but I cannot bring myself to care at this point.

Oh well. Besides puppyplay, you will mostly see me reblog posts on the topic of painplay here, so violent content is to be expected, even if it will be tagged accordingly.

And that seems to be all, there isn't much more to say, for now. Anybody below the appropriate age is obviously discouraged from interacting with this blog in any way, but you already know that.

Oh, I should make a proper system for tagging posts, should I not? So the reason I'm reblogging something might be known. Right.

For now, each post shall simply be tagged #flutter or #sting, depending on whether I would like to be the sub or the dom in the situation presented respectively, and #whining, in the rare case I post something of my own.

This post will likely be edited in time, if any changes are necessary.

ooc: I ask my friends not to enable me and what do they do? terrible influences, the lot of you (ily guys)

third blog of these made, you love an unoriginal king.

this is basically if @betonbennett had a kinky sideblog, so everything reposted here and any comment made in the tags is in character. mod ?self is 20. you are welcome to bully this guything both here and on the main rp blog whenever you please. sooo yea :D

[paindealt]

I was going hard on these details.

[dreamofdawn]

Haiwo, Chia here ! I see you want a request !

May I request for comfort? , With any Xsoleil boys or you're comfortable with ! Fluff? Too perhaps? If you don't mind ofc ! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Thank you !! 💜 (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

✧✧You ask and you shall receive✧✧

Main paring: Ver Vermillion x Reader/You

Au: none

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Characters: Ver Vermillion, Reader, Kotoka Torahime (Appeared briefly)

Type: Headcanon, [ONE SHOT], or Series

A/n: Hi! I'm actually a big fan of your works and it means a lot to have you request something so here you go<3. Sorry if it's a bit ooc.

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⁠☆EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT ⁠☆⁠

'WHY IS YOUR SCORE SO LOW?!'

'YOU USELESS SHIT, DID I RAISE YOU LIKE THIS?!'

'Why are your grades dropping again Y/n.'

'WHY DID I EVEN GIVE BIRTH TO A USELESS DAUGHTER LIKE YOU?!'

'You should be more like you cousins.'

'Im doing this because your my daughter and I love you.'

...LIES

"Y/N! The president is looking for you!" Kotoka yelled as she went to the H/c girl sitting on the bench reading a book. Y/n looked up from her book before shutting it and stood up from the bench. "He said that he wanted to speak with you about something."

"Ah I see, thank you Kotoka" she said before waving at her and taking her leave. '...what did she mean important though? Did something happened?...

Did I do something?'

'okay stop that Y/n it's probably something else it couldn't be that bad right?'

Time skip

Y/n stood in front of the door leading to her boyfriends office, she knocked on the door waiting for a few seconds before hearing a small 'come in!' she then twisted the door knob before entering the office then closing the door behind her.

Ver Vermilion was sitting in his desk with a bunch of paperwork on his desk, he looked up from the papers to look at his girlfriend. "Love, how are you today?"

"I'm doing fine, how about you? I hope your taking breaks from all this paperwork." She said as she took a sit on the couch looking at him. Ver stood up from his chair before coming over to her to sit with her.

"I'm doing alright, don't worry about me. Anyways I do have something to talk to you." He said as he looked at her, Y/n nodded her head. Nervous that's what she's feeling this was nothing new to her.

"Oh sure what is?" She said trying to hide the nervousness slowly going in her veins. 'Is he disappointed in me? Did I do something? Does he want to break up with me?..' dark thoughts slowly swirled in her head.

Y/n grew up in a toxic home, her parents didn't loved her that much as she was viewed in their eyes as a failure in the family. She got used to everything, she didn't know what true parental love was, she tried everything to gain their love and approval like her cousins did so quickly. Yet no matter what she did nothing, her efforts were nothing and her time was wasted for that. All she wanted was love yet even that her parents couldn't give her.

'"./n....y.../.n Y/N!" She snapped back from reality and looked at her lover as he looked at her back with concern swirling around his beautiful eyes. "Are..you okay? You were spacing out when I said I have something to talk to you about.."

"ah, sorry I guess I haven't slept well yet because of the exam tomorrow." She said "anyways what is it something you wanted to...say?"

"..."ver sat there silently as he continued to look at her, concerned and worried for her. It's true that she has an exam tomorrow but that doesn't mean she has to sacrifice her health because of it. "Y/n..are you okay?"

Silence engulfed the room as both looked at each other. Y/n then looked down the floor her hands clenched on her pants/skirt before tears slowly fell down her face. Ver looked alerted before slowly hugging her as tears continued to fall from her face.

" 'sob' Ver I can't..'sob' everything is too much..'sob' " she continued to sob while she hugged Ver back shanking. Ver was the least to say very worried, he hugged her tighter as she continued to have a break down.

"shhhh everything will be alright, don't worry I'm here. Let everything out, it's okay I know it's hard for you. But as long as I'm here nothing can hurt you." He reassured her while rubbing her back. He knew her past, knew how her parents treated her, how she was nothing but a 'disappoinment'.

The two stayed there until she fell asleep from crying. "I'm here love, you are anything but a disappointment. So please rest and everything will be alright."

Ver looked at her soul to see if it healed. A few days ago he saw her soul looking dull and dark he was worried because of this but since both of them were very busy he couldn't help her soon. He was glad that her soul has turned into the usual bright one.

Her figure relaxed like a big burden was removed from her shoulders as she continued to sleep.

"Everything will be alright"

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A/n: wow another fic done. Sorry if it's short I couldn't think alot here And sorry if it's a little cringe but I hope all of you enjoy it!!

[ak1ri]

Reasons why genshin characters broke up with you part 1: Gorou Zhongli ver

Gorou x gn! reader, ft Kokomi

No pronouns used for reader

Genre: angst if you squint, no comfort, and a not so happy ending

Summary: Gorou had been ridiculouslt loyal to kokomi and has slowly drifted away from you and decided to end your relationship.

Tw: nonr (if there is pls let me know!)

And also it's not proofread unfortunately so lmk if there's any mistakes. Plus it may also be ooc 🥲 and this is a short fic

A/n: Hello everyone! I hope y'all are doing well and just so you know that this is my first fic so it can be kind of bad so yeah. Have fun 🤍 and this is also one of my coping mechanisms. Weird right

You and Gorou have been dating for quite a while now but you haven't gotten much time with him due to his work as a general, but of course you understood because his work is a pretty hard and busy one although there is someone who you always had been insecure of... And this someone is Kokomi, but how could you be so insecure of her? She is adored by everyone including you which is great! Although you have noticed that Gorou was spending a lot more time with her more than you. Even on his rest days, but you didn't think much if it until one day you decided to confront Gorou about this...

" Good morning [name] " Says Gorou

" Oh good morning to you too. And also uhm can we talk for a bit? If possible? "

" Sure, what's the problem " Bro 💀

You were nervous as he waited for an answer, afraid that he might hate you after what you're about to say.

" W-well there is this thing that has been bothering me a lot.. "

" What is it? " Gorou

" You've been drifting away and spending less time from me and you have been spending more time with Kokomi so rather than me and yes I know it may sound childish but it just made me feel unloved.. "

" I'm sorry about what I am gonna do but I have to. [Name] I want to break up with you " You were shocked by what he said, did he not love you? Did he just use you? Does he really love you? Were you really that bad of a partner? No one knows...

" What? " You asked confused

" I want to break up with you [name], I just have to okay " You were still shocked in fact. You knew it ever since he had been spending more and more time with her and caring less about you. You knew it

" I see... Well then I guess I should leave now " You packed your things and left. None of your stuff was left behind, none of them.

AAAAAAAAA ANYWAY I hope y'all enjoyed that and yes I know it was pretty ooc just like I said 🥲 but I hope it is good enough! New characters coming soon and might make an aftermath 👀

[quirklessidiot]

Title: pretty eyes [short story] Pairing: Gojo Satoru x gn!reader [soulmate au; takes place eight years before the yuuji and sukuna fusion] Genre: josei, romance, fluff, comedy, and your normal tragic angst!

Summary: in which the right eye is mine and the left eye is yours and when we meet for the first time, you see your own eyes staring back at you. Warnings: language, blood, minor manga spoilers, mild ooc gojo and death

Notes:  can we all just sit down admire satoru? Like the eyes man, the attitude omg... Ah im so sorry in advance  if hes ooc here sksksk it is my first time to write about any jjk characters and I havent fully grasped them yet despite reading the manga anyways i wont be online next week and tomorrow so i decided to publish this ahead of time. ily all and again thank you for the love and support, it does mean a lot *bows down* see you all again when i’ve got time? jskskss i fucking hate college and online classes, satoru save me please soulmate au’s [not read in any particular order nor are they connected, they just share the same trope]  Pretty eyes [gojo vers.] ||  lasting blues [toji vers]

tragic soulmate au series || taglist 

“Pretty.” were the very first words you uttered in complete awe as you saw yourself in the mirror and no, this wasn’t directed to your physical appearance. It was directed to your left eye, the eye of your soulmate.

Contrasting to your normal boring color on the right, your soulmate’s eyes were ethereal and unreal. How could someone have such pretty eyes? It was completely surreal at that point that you refused to believe that someone with these eyes were actually human.

You placed one hand and gently caressed the left side of your face where the pretty eye rested, “You must be an angel.” you muttered, “Only angels have pretty eyes.”

Thus      like every child     you gave your soulmate a nickname, ‘pretty angel’  and every night before you slept, you’d wonder out loud how your pretty angel was doing, if they were nearby, or anything like that. You wonder what type of food they like, do they like to leave the window open for a cool wind or do they like their chocolate hot or iced.

Yet as you grew older, the pretty angel faded out into your thoughts. The pretty idea of soulmates and love disappeared like the story books you read as a child. The pretty blue eyes on your left is forgotten as life takes a toll on you.

They say death was inevitable, when your mother died in middle school, you watch as your father’s left eye turn to your mother’s color. You watched as he clenched her hand, like it was some last resort of plea. You watched him cry as he passed by the mirrors and you wondered, would it hurt like that too?

It baffles you how beautiful and cruel the soulmate system was.

How every time your father would stare at his own reflection, his left eye would be nothing but a reminder of your dead mother.

You let out a second meek cough in the quiet bookstore that night, the sounds of the car passing by were nothing but quiet noise to you as you immerse yourself in the literature book you were reading, your students would surely love this one.You let out another cough as you turn around to find a small space to read since standing for too long made you tired too quickly. 

You’re too enchanted by the words of the author that you don’t even notice the rather tall man in front of you.

You look up, ready to give a quiet apology but stop short when you notice how ethereal the stranger looked. Albeit he wore a pair of weird Lennon shades at this time of night, he reminded you very much of an angel with his snow white hair.

You don’t even notice how your left eye is returning back to it’s normal color, the stranger does though and it surely was odd to see his eyes on a stranger.

“Well,” the stranger has a shit-eating grin decorating his handsome features, he definitely looked like trouble for sure, “This is unexpected.”

He lowers his shades and your eyes immediately widen as you suddenly cup the left side of your face, you’d recognize those unique eyes anywhere, after all, you had those on your left eye since you were born, “Y-You.” you muttered, the shock momentarily eating you up.

“Yeah, me.” He grins, loving the sudden attention, “Wow, I was expecting something like fireworks or flowers to appear.” He suddenly teased, bending down to your level.

Now that you notice it, he was very, very tall.

“I…” You blink, trying to gain your composure, “Wow…”

“Did I pass your expectations?” it’s been a few minutes since you started talking and all he has been doing is teasing you. 

“You do look like an angel.” You complimented and his eyes widened at the rather out-of-place compliment, “Your eyes are very pretty, thanks for letting me borrow them for twenty-two years.”

Gojo Satoru thought he had the upper-hand, after all, you looked quite meek but when you said those compliments, he was sure that you were going to be the teasing one in this whole-soulmate thing.

So he tries to one up you.

“I’m Satoru Gojo but you can call me tonight.” He grinned, trying to tease you once again, the corny pick up line sounds suave but your blank expression says otherwise.

“I’m Y/N L/N and  think I should call you in the morning, it is quite late right now and I still have classes at eight am.” You mumbled, looking down at your watch, “How about you just walk me home, then?”

“Okay.” Satoru immediately raises his hands, signaling that he was giving up, “First off, you should be more hyper aware that I may be a serial killer.”

“Are you?”

“What?”

“Are you a serial killer?” you repeat, “That would be awfully disappointing if my soulmate was one since I’d immediately give you up on the police. I’m not interested in being in a Bonnie and Clyde type of thing and I think it’s too early for me to die.”

“You’re very upfront about these sorts of things.”

“Well, you’re very teasing for someone who just met their soulmate a few minutes ago.” you shrug, “So, are you going to walk me home or not?”

“Ah, bossy too. I love the attitude already.”

“We’re spending our whole lives together. You might as well get used to it.”

You’d think the idea of soulmates would scare you after the firsthand experience with your parents but curiosity always got the best of you and the white-haired man proved that maybe it would be different this time.

Throughout the few months you’ve spent with him, You’ve noticed that Gojo Satoru and you may be alike in some ways but in most ways, he was different. 

First, he was enigmatic. You’ve known the man for a couple of months now and you’ve been going out on dates but you don’t know much about him except that like you, he’s a teacher at a good school and he tends to be conceited when he talks about his personal skills as a teacher.

“...What are you doing?” Satoru asked, peeking from behind your shoulder as you type in the grades of your student for your class.

“I’m grading my students.” You muttered, it was after dinner at your place and he was lazing around your place, the sound of faint jazz music could be heard throughout your small space and the wafting smell of freshly baked brownies filled the room, “Aren’t you supposed to be doing something since you're a teacher?”

Satoru quirks a brow as if you had said something odd then it seemed like realization had dawn upon him at that moment.

“Ah, I’m not doing much since my students are on break.”

“Didn’t you say that last time?”

Silence filled the room and Satoru breaks it off with his very famous ‘heh’ that made you inwardly roll your eyes and chunk the pillow that you’ve been hugging towards his direction, “Stop slacking off, you’re a teacher.” You scold him mildly, followed by a small cough.

“Ah, Y/N-chan. You’re so mean to me,” He frowned, handing you the mug filled with water, “...No fair.”

“You're a teacher and you’re slacking off.” You deadpanned, ignoring his sly ways of trying to get you in his arms, “How is that even fair?”

“My students can handle themselves so well that I don’t need to babysit them.” He hmphed,  arms crossed and head held up high in a rather arrogant manner. You could only only scoff back a reply at his rather haughty attitude but you’ve gotten used to it to the point where you just roll your eyes.

“You’re a very bad teacher, Satoru.” 

“Hey, I am considered one of the best and it’s an honor-”

You clicked your tongue and just pinched his cheek in reply to get him to stop drawling on about his achievements. You wondered if you dated a man child or something.

Second, despite his teasing nature and good looks, he’s a rather shy bean and has some insecurities about it too, maybe it was because there were moments where you couldn’t really understand your soulmate and his puzzling life. He didn’t tell and you didn’t want to pry because you technically both had your whole life to get around that subject.

Luckily, you seem to have found a remedy for moments like that.

“Satoru…” You called out to your soulmate who was staring at the nutrition content of the wafers on his hand, “Satoru!” 

“Oh, sorry. What were you talking about?” he finally snapped out of his daze and turned to you who was standing there, hand on your hip. The crispy wafers on his hand are long forgotten. 

Your soulmate is good looking, alright. If anyone were to pass by him they wouldn’t see the minor zilch of worry in his eyes.

“Are you alright?” You ask, walking closer to him, completely serious.

“...You aren’t going to leave me, right?” 

You raise a brow at the sudden question, wasn’t he too young to have some mid-life crisis? Was this because of the soulmate movie you watched late last night about the soulmate leaving their other half to rebel against the system and because of his partner’s family?

“Why would I leave you?”

He blinks once, then twice, the only sound that could be heard was the familiar music playing throughout the grocery store, it was as if no one was there during the mid-day. Satoru proceeds to look away, “I don’t know. What if you realize that you don’t like me as your soulmate and you followed what the dude did in the movie?” he started to mumble, mouth pressed on a straight line.

“Ah, the whole rich in-laws.” you blinked, “Don’t tell me you’re a son of some huge clan in japan that’s loaded and I’m going to be a disgrace to your family name or something?”

It came out as a joke at first, it really did and you were going to laugh but when you notice the straight face he has on, you realize it was anything but a joke.

“Oh.” 

“Yeah, Oh.” 

“Aren’t I supposed to be the one asking that question then?”

“What?” He almost half-yelled, eyes wide behind his usual shades that he seemed to wear a lot, “That doesn’t make sense!”

“Neither does your question, Satoru.” You frowned, massaging your temples, “I should be the one asking you that, are you going to leave me?”

“Of course not.” He sputters out.

“Then there goes my answer too.” You replied, huffing out as you grab the sweet wafers on his hand to put into the cart, “You’re very weird.”

“You’re weird.”

“No, you are.”

“You seriously asked me if I’d leave you because of your rich family in the middle of the day.” You deadpanned, inching closer to him to the point where your lips are brushing against his.

“This is unfair.” He huffed, suddenly turning red, “You’re attacking me in broad daylight.”

“Oh dear.” Your beguiling eyes, enjoying his rather embarrassed state, “This isn’t attacking, Satoru.”

Then you closed the distance between you two, his eyes seemed to widen behind his shades at your forward approach, clearly you guys never did PDA. You took this as an opportunity to lick his lower lip so you could slip your tongue in and as he starts getting into it and placing his hand to cup your ass, you pull away with a big smile on your lips, “That’s attacking.” you grinned.

Satoru seemed to have regained his senses quickly after that rather heated public make-out session, he placed his hand on top of his mouth and feigned embarrassment, “My, My, I didn’t think you’d enjoy those types of things in public.” he was back to his normal teasing self.

Well, that seemed to have worked very well.

“Mhm,” 

Yet unknown to you those thoughts still lingered in his head, it wasn’t just his family that he was worried about, it was also regarding his job as a jujutsu sorcerer       something he has yet to mention, he’s not even sure if you’d believe him       it’s a normal occurrence for people like him to die in this occupation and he’s scared that one day, you’ll see your left eye turning back to his eye color with no valid explanation.

Not only that but the amount of people who’d go after you to get to him, he clenched on the shopping cart tightly

“I’m tired.” You cut his thoughts short and Satoru turns to you, unlike him, you weren’t physically active so you tire easily, even joking around that you were a granny in a child’s body, “Can we sit down after this and get some gyudon?”

“Sure Y/N.” he grins, giving you a one-arm hug and kissing your temple.

Third, he’s terrible with kids, period, no questions asked. 

Your eyes narrowed to slits as he brought in one of his students named Megumi, the boy is quiet and compared to your giant and teasing soulmate, he’s serious. In fact he was more serious than the tiny pinky of the white-haired man.

“...Are you kidnapping a third grader?”

“He’s one of my students.”

“You don’t even know the first thing of looking after kids.” You pointed out, “And didn’t you mention that you teach high school students?”

“Well,” he drawled on, “It’s kind of a long story but he’s technically a genius.”

You let out a stifling sigh, “You’re impossible.” you mutter, bending down to the small boy’s level, “Would you like something to eat in compensation for him annoying you?”

The boy nods mutely.

“I wasn’t annoying him!” He corrects.

“He looks very annoyed standing next to you.”

“That’s literally what he looks like!”

You roll your eyes in reply and turn to the young boy, handing him a pastry that you had brought earlier. You  watched Megumi eat his pastry in front of the television that played some child-friendly show as you let out a soft cough and pour yourself some water

“Are you alright?” Satoru asks, resting his head on your shoulders.

“Yeah,” You replied, “Why’d you ask?”

“You’re looking quite pale these days.”

“Maybe it’s the allergy season, already.”  you nonchalantly replied, taking another gulp of water, “You’re terrible with kids, by the way.”

“That’s why I’m a high school teacher, Y/N.”

This connects you to your fourth observation, he’s nonchalant and easy going but he harbors a rather deep worry for you to the point where you wonder if he was really your soulmate or your mother incarnate. Three years into the whole soulmate thing with him, you still couldn’t help but think that he’s doting nature was quite adorable.

You feel like you’re coming down with a cold these days, your head has been throbbing and your cough is worsening. Satoru’s eyes are filled with nothing but worry as he handed you some medication. Your soulmate was now a mother hen and if it were different circumstances, you’d laugh it off.

“We should go to the doctor.” He nagged you once again.

“I’m literally going to sleep it off.” You hoarsely replied, “I’ll be fine, Satoru.”

“You literally sound like you smoked a pack with your voice, are you sure?”

“I am.” You glared, “Don’t sleep-”

Before you could even finish what you were saying, he flops right next to you in the bed, “-I literally told you to not sleep next to me.” you scolded him.

“A mere cold won’t phase me.”

“I swear to god, Gojo Satoru. I’ll kick you out.” He ignores your ministrations and snuggles his head on your neck, his warm breath tickling it, “You’re impossible.”

“You love me.”

“Sadly.”

“Hey.”

“I’m kidding.” you let out a quiet chuckle, looking down at your soulmate and running your hands through his white hair, “I love you very much, you idiot.”

“Hard same.”

“Never mind, I take it back.” you giggle.

And after a rather short playful banter between you two, you find yourself sleeping and snuggling on his long limbs. You think all is well, you really do. That was until you wake up later at three am in the morning with a loud coughing fit. Satoru immediately sits upright and opens your nightlight but what he sees next, scares him more than the curses he has ever encountered.

Your sheets are now stained in blood from the coughing fit that had just happened and you're completely taken aback too, completely breathless.

“Y-Y/N…” He gulps down, quickly taking the sheets away from you, “Let’s go to the hospital now, please?”

“...L/N-san, have you been getting coughing fits before this?” the doctor asks, looking up from your chart. Satoru watches you shake your head as you clench the paws of his jacket, the doctor takes off his glasses, “How about coughs that don’t seem to go away? Getting tired too easily?”

Satoru doesn’t like where this was going, he doesn’t like where this was going at all.

“Um, just some dry coughs and I’ve always been an inactive person.” You quietly replied, contrasting to your usual bright and teasing demeanor, you looked too tired this morning and Satoru just hopes it’s because he dragged you out of bed at four am to get yourself checked asap.

“Y/N-san, has any of your family members been diagnosed with lung cancer?”

The whole room is silent and you could almost hear a pin drop, Satoru feels his knuckles suddenly turn white, “I recalled my okaasan died because of that.” You replied silently and the doctor nods feverishly.

“...Y/N-san...It pains me to say this but the reason you’ve been experiencing this is because of the tumors located in your lungs.” Satoru feels his heart drop when he hears those words, “We have to do further tests to confirm-”

“Do it.” Satoru cuts the old doctor off, his hands are visibly shaking already, he hopes that this was just a misdiagnosis, that this doctor was just a bad one or better yet whatever excuse his mind could make up at that moment, “Do all the tests needed for Y/N, please.”

Fifth, he’s very supportive towards you and your impulsive decisions. If he could join you in it, he would but you usually decide against it.

It’s another quiet night for you as you sit across from your soulmate at the dinner table. You’ve grown awfully thin and your hair was starting to fall off due to the chemoradiation, this day marked the third month since you found out that you have lung cancer just like your mother. Surgery was apparently too risky so the safest option right now was this treatment. 

You don’t deny the anxiety eating you up every day, specifically the fear of death, you’re even more worried for Satoru since not only had he been paying for your treatment but he had opt to take care of you, saying that his job would be fine without him since you were going to get better soon anyways.

“Would you still love me if I shaved my hair?” You asked, your voice still quite hoarse.

“You kidding me? I’d still love you even if you turned into a roach.”

You immediately crinkle your nose in disgust, “That’s disgusting.”

“Honest reply.”

Truthfully, the man had been your rock these past three months. You knew how hard it was for him to be happy around you, how he had put on a brave front and remained positive saying that this was just going to be a rough couple of months and you’d be back in no time despite the bleak outlook.

It kept you sane amongst the tragedy.

“I wanna shave my hair.”

“Like right now?”

You nod, “Can we use your electric razor?”

“You want me.” he points to himself, “To cut your hair?”

“I wouldn’t want anyone else to do it.” You grinned.

And that’s how you ended up in your bathroom after dinner, Satoru’s shades on the side and his concentration directly on your scalp. You had literally told him that he just needed to do it the same way as he shaved his beard but he was still scared. Apparently, he had never shaved anyone’s hair before.

“...Okay, Y/N. Here goes…” He proclaimed, switching the razor on. As bits and pieces of your hair fall to the ground, you feel your cheeks getting wet and your shoulders tense, Satoru is quick to notice the switch of emotion and immediately turns the razor off before bending down in front of you, “Woah, woah… Y/N….”

“I-I…” Your lips are quivering as the tears fall faster when you see his pretty eyes staring back at yours, you try to let out a laugh but instead it comes out as a choke sob, “Sorry, this is stupid. I’m literally crying over fucking hair.”

“No, of course not…” He replies, enveloping you in a hug, “Of course not.”

Satoru feels you start to shake in his arms and he knows he should keep his emotions in check, he’s a sorcerer for crying out loud but seeing you break down for the first time in three months had him shaking too, you didn’t deserve all this, fuck, you didn’t deserve any of this at all!

“Would you like me to shave my hair so you’d feel a bit better?” he asks. After recovering from your breakdown, you had asked him to continue shaving your hair because you might as well be done with it.

“Please don’t.” You reply, wiping your tears away, “We’d look like eggs.”

“Cute eggs, you mean.” He corrects, teasing you and trying to cheer you up, this was all he could do and he hates it. 

He really hates it.

What good was the title of being the strongest when he couldn’t save you from all of this?

Lastly, if you hadn’t highlighted it enough. He has pretty eyes, contrasting to your dull and boring ones, you always loved how different his eyes are. Sometimes you wondered why he dared to hide them behind his crappy and overused Lennon shades.

“Can I see them?” 

Your room is dimly lit as Satoru sleeps next to you on the hospital bed, you were growing weaker and frailer by the day and you could see the toll it took on your soulmate. You were heavily reminded of your father who was sitting right next to your mother on her deathbed.

“See what?” He yawned.

“Your eyes.”

“You’re awfully in love with them, huh?” 

“I’ve always been in love with them from the moment I saw it in the mirror.”

Silence envelopes the room with your statement and as requested, he takes the shades off and now you’re greeted by the most beautiful blue eyes that you love to look at in the reflection since you were a child, “Pretty.” You muttered, raising your frail hands slowly to cup his face, “Pretty eyes.”

Satoru takes in a deep breath as he places his hand on top of yours, the silence is heavy. You both know what’s about to come in the next few days, you’re lucky if you even last a night. Yet he doesn’t want to talk about it, he shuts the topic off quickly when you try to even raise it.

“Yeah.” he mumbles, staring at you, “Pretty.”

You let out a quiet laugh, “I doubt it, I’m anything but pretty now.” your voice hoarse, making him lightly squeeze your hands, “Will you be bringing Megumi tomorrow?”

“Yeah, the brat said he saved enough money to get you your favorite pastry.”

“That’s good.” you blinked, “I’m tired.”

Satoru feels his shoulder tense at your words, they were so plain yet at the same time so heavy, “Should I call the doctor?” he asks. You shake your head and just snuggle on his chest.

“No,” You mumbled, inhaling his scent and basking on his presence, “I want your warmth next to me.”

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“You know, you’ve always had prettier eyes.”

Yet you don’t reply and he feels your grip on his sweater lessen, he doesn’t even need to see his reflection to know that his left eye has returned back to your (e/c) ones.

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[versadies]

general + lantern rite with scaramouche hc (gn!reader, 400 follows special)

penpal: it’s finally here!!! thank you guys sm for the follows and the support. i enjoy writing hcs and i’m happy that a lot of you like it! a few of you also requested me for a scaramouche general hc so hope this lives up to your expectations. happy readings! - ver.

warning/s: ooc!scaramouche

sypnosis: what it’s like to date scaramouche + hang out with him in lantern rite festival

note: i was actually supposed to make this toxic given that scaramouche is... scaramouche but my heart can’t take it so i decided to just go wild on this one.

-> i salute to you for dating this man.

-> scaramouche is scary and is probably not even the type to be interested in having romantic relationships. the fact that he fell in love with you though is shocking to the fatui if they even find out about it. hell, even the man himself is surprised.

-> he’s going to be not so affectionate at first (just subtle affection here and there but no kisses or long cuddling) since he’s not an affectionate type of guy but as time goes by, he’ll eventually start to give you lots of affection.

-> pda is a no for scaramouche. the two of you have to agree in keeping this relationship a secret due to not only the danger you could be in but also the fact that he doesn’t want anyone to know about your relationship with him.

-> don’t get him wrong— it’s not that he’s ashamed of dating you. he knows that almost everyone in teyvat hates the fatui, so the fact that the potential harassment given to you from others is a possibility, he doesn’t want you to be in that situation.

-> the way he acts around you is unpredictable. i think he’d be both cold yet affectionate if that’s even possible. don’t worry, his mean demeanor is different to you than how he acts around everyone else— it’s less harsh and harmless, to which you understand that he’s not serious. feel free to bicker back at him, he won’t kill you.

-> your family would’ve thought he forced you into this if they found out of your relationship with the man. it will take you a lot of reassurance to them that you weren’t forced and the fact that you love him as much as he to you.

-> dates with him are to be private. i’d think he’d pull on a reservation on a restaurant and make sure that everyone around you knows that this date is “private affairs on your debt” (even though you never had a debt in the first place). even if these “private affairs” happens a bit too often than normal, people would be too scared to even confront scaramouche.

-> i honestly see this guy as a classy man. he’ll pull classy dinners, walking around the city hand-in-hand at 3am when everyone is asleep, go somewhere private outside + get a picnic date + star-gazing, etc.

-> i can already imagine this man telling you all of his theories on the skies and on teyvat during your picnic-stargazing dates while you listen and eat an inazuma dish. (his line about the sky being fake really do be sus to me to this day 👀👀👀)

-> during dates where you two aren’t living together yet and when scaramouche always has to escort you to your dates, he’ll definitely not hesitate to throw a pebble against your bedroom window if you’re not going to answer the door after countless of pounding against it. he’ll throw every pebble he can get from the ground until it either breaks or you finally answered lol

-> like childe, scaramouche is hella busy. unless you’re in either snezhnaya or inazuma— then you two can be able to spend time. however if you live in other nations that isn’t one of the two, you’d have to get used to a long distance relationship. however if you’re not the kind to like a long distance relationship, then sorry to break it to you, that relationship might not work unless you and scaramouche are able to find a way.

-> breaks for him are rare, he’s a hardworking man and wants to live up to the tsaritsa’s expectations (even if he dislikes the archon). when he does go home to you, he makes sure that he’ll spend time with you every single moment and that they’re all precious memories.

-> he is lowkey caring but he will deny it will all of his life if you even mention it. oh you fell asleep on the couch while waiting for him to go home? wow would you look at that, the wind is so kind for putting a blanket over you and he somehow wasn’t there! oh my gosh you’re getting a cold and is coughing a lot? la signora is so nice for making some people from the fatui to offer medicine and it’s def not him, who has the upper hand in ordering them to do it!

-> don’t get me started on him spoiling you. he always writes letters to you and every letter he sent always has a small gift or a package sent with a scared-looking fatui member who just wants to go home. the gifts are either souvenirs from his travels or something that reminds him of you. either way, it’s always what you like.

-> you can’t convince me that not all of his letters are 60% him complaining about how his subordinates have some audacity to give him headaches and how he just wants to lowkey go home to you because of it (in reality, the both of you know he just misses you).

-> ik a lot of scaramouche simps really wanna try his hat out and i can already imagine you finding ways to get your hands on his hat without him noticing or not wearing it. if you somehow managed to get the prize, he’ll def try to get it from you and won’t hesitate to throw (harmless) threats until you finally give in and give it to him.

-> fighting with scaramouche is kind of rare given that he’s mostly away but when it does happen, it’s related to him being too harsh or his sudden announcement that he has to leave. your arguments never includes long distance relationship since it’s something you and scaramouche expected and are ready for. of course, scaramouche will treat it as if you’re the one making a big deal out of it— which is something that angers you and a disadvantage of dating him.

-> during those arguments, the way he acts depends on how serious it is. by the time you leave the room to get some space, he’ll give you all the space you need— though he couldn’t help but not ignore the harsh pangs he’s feeling from his chest.

-> scaramouche will def be the first to apologize because he feels guilty (the feeling of not being satisfied is strong whenever you leave and he hates it) and doesn’t want you to be mad anymore. unless the fight is truly your fault, he’ll wait till you apologize.

-> his favorite moments are always when he’s allowed to take you with him to his travels for a mission. he won’t admit, he’s very looking forward to show you around places privately and his ego will rise if you praise him for his intelligence on the land. though, those who try to interrupt his private moments with you just to tell scaramouche about something related to the fatui— they’ll face an even harsher treatment than normal.

-> nights with scaramouche are quiet. the moment scaramouche lays down on the bed and closes his eyes for a moment, he’s asleep. can’t blame him, he’s always exhausted from the fatui so he needs it. however, he does make sure you yourself get some sleep as well. he’ll make sure that you’re always beside him before he sleeps.

-> mornings with him are short. he’ll wake up first and immediately get ready for work while you’re on your bed still sleeping. scaramouche won’t be able to eat breakfast in your home and always buy food on his way there since he doesn’t have time to wait (and partially doesn’t wanna make you wake up just to cook for him). he makes sure to kiss your forehead and leave.

-> don’t ever bring up about his goodbye kisses, he will straight up take that secret to his grave. the moment you mention it, he’ll act like you killed someone. “me? kissing you on the forehead? are you sure you’re not dreaming at that time?” he would say while hiding his light reddened cheeks with his hat.

-> if you’re the type to wake up very early though, he’d definitely try to wake up at the same time as you and run with you in the morning if you do. though if you’re not the type to do morning runs, you’ll either cook for his lunch or get ready for work as well. he won’t admit it... but he likes your cooking. expect yourself to be the one to ask for a goodbye kiss cuz man’s going to act like he doesn’t want to do it.

-> as for fatui when you date scaramouche... they’ll probably find out fast. if you don’t work for the fatui, scaramouche will make sure you will never be involved with them. he knows how the fatui can be and will be mad if he finds out you came across to one of the harbingers.

-> overall, dating him is just wild.

-> scaramouche has to admit, liyue has outdone themselves on this one.

-> the two of you decided to attend the festival as your one year anniversary date and you did not regret trying to convince your man to come with you to liyue for the festival 24/7 ever since you heard childe talking about it to you.

-> while you were taking your sweet time by admiring the decorations around the harbor, scaramouche makes sure no one is following or planning to bother you two at the moment. thank goodness he didn’t have to worry about the millelith, given that they act like they don’t know him at all.

-> he makes sure that you’re having a great time. he’ll let you go buy whatever you want if you wish, it’s his gift i suppose. i’d think he’ll get way too competitive on theater mechanicus and will expect you to praise him whenever he wins.

-> scaramouche will take you to the most fanciest restaurant of the harbor, but if you want to go for another option— he’ll reluctantly accept that and let you buy food for the both of you. given that he mostly resides in inazuma, he’s definitely a skilled chopsticks user (unlike childe).

-> when it comes to making lanterns, it will take scaramouche to try and make a few lanterns before he finally does it right. he’ll gladly help you out if you still couldn’t get a hang of it (he’ll teach you in an “annoyed” way, but he means well).

-> i feel like he’ll take you somewhere not so crowded. man’s probably gonna make sure the whole pearl galley is just the two of you (and the staff) with the help of his mora and let you watch the lanterns from there. however should you not want to ruin someone’s night and force scaramouche somewhere that does not require any mora and is not crowded, then he’s fine with that too.

-> i think he’ll lowkey be interested in the stories presented by the storytellers around the harbor. he’s not invested but just earned enough of his attention to actually listen.

-> by the time the mingxiao lantern is about to be released, you two immediately head to your designated area and started writing your wishes.

-> his wish will probably be something related to successfulness.

-> when the lanterns are released with the mingxiao lantern, the two of you’d just watch in silence. you’d be pretty speechless from the beautiful scenery while scaramouche just watches in slight amusement.

-> the moment scaramouche glances at you, he’ll be surprised by you immediately hugging him and thanking him for taking you to the festival when you have the chance. man’s probably going to try and deny your hug for a moment until giving in and hug you back.

-> he might consider thanking childe when he comes back to snezhnaya.

[syncogon]

sad only 480p version this time, and delayed. oh well, temptation too strong, and clips on the weibo looked promising, so let’s go

mjy sighhh i guess he’s just dumb not malicious but man

“the truth isn’t important” glasses shing. oh wow that hair swish tho that was like unnecessarily well animated hahaha

iiiii just want jhx to tell off yy!! i think that’d be great, what a faceslap! also wtf is this thing? iron supplements?? a spray? icy-hot? 铁打损伤喷雾?? god i spent like five minutes trying to mouse-trace those characters and i still don’t know if this is supposed to be significant or if it’s just significant that jhx caught yy doing shady shit 

anyway given music / context it seems jhx is annoyed at what yy is doing? so yay friggin finally. “our classes aren’t at nanhua” nice 

“xu-da” vs “xu-ge” hmm. anyway jhx don’t fall for the lies. jhx is like sx, annoying and chuuni but probably isn’t as obnoxiously awful as he first appears... probably.... maybe. 

goddd sucks that the full version of this op is kinda weird, because i LOVE this op so much like holy crap. jiyi bei yingfu huanxing.... 

man now im like stressed about the yf at the airport scene. trailer showed an airport. what’s gonna happennn

this exchange about dd feels so weird like it sounds like ctg is trying to explain they’re not in any pre-relationship or smth but maggie is like “i don’t mind” in a way that makes it sound like she wouldn’t mind if they’re together? what??? but whatever

ok i really enjoy this cr/yf dynamic. like i feel like it’s a bit ooc and yf as portrayed here is maybe too far on the acquiescence but also it’s really funny and sparks joy for me so i’ll buy it. i’m happy to see like established relationship stuff i think bc i generally don’t in the stuff i watch. speaking of which i’m super glad that they didn’t make the awful dumb move of trying to insert like Another wack love triangle drama dynamic thing in this like the fans want yecong and tianmai!!

wowwww it’s so nice how supportive cr is being tho like i love to see it!

handholding!! soft!! nice inversion of the earlier part where cr is bandaging his fingers. but like -

WHY DOES SHE HAVE MARKS/CALLUSES ON HER THUMB AND NOT HER PINKY??? like ok i have not played ukelele but i sure have my own share of stringed instrument finger calluses and you don’t?? press on the string with your thumb???

still, they’re trying, it’s a cute detail, i appreciate it. i liked that one wwgk review i watched yesterday that pointed out s1 was like a coming of age story disguised as a music story, whereas s2 is like a real music story.... 

wait this is incredibly cute wtf. oh my god. 

YF SIGHED/FACEPALMED AT THAT? COME ON!! WTF THAT’S SO RUDE? THAT WAS ACTUALLY LIKE PRETTY GOOD?? AND SHE DID THIS JUST FOR YOU? like maybe not performance ready but bro she’s learned for two days!! also holy shit the strumming animation is really good for smth like this im impressed! that reminds me of the like actually legit violin animation they showed in the trailer yo im so ready 

like i totally understand the frustration (damn, maggie’s face... 3 free performances? really?) but also i feel SO BAD FOR CR HERE this is so awkward oh my godddd at least ctg like tries to apologize to her (and cr’s reaction to this whole thing is also v solid, good for her) but still like damn 

aww ahh man im glad maggie still like! supports encourages cr here! that’s also char dev being able to like get past her own complicated emotions at least for this sort of gesture 

awwww i also like seeing maggie’s coping, the happiness philosophy i always thought that was super interesting. she’s a great char! and i think running is good

animators animate a girl running normally challenge

oh nice you have to walk a bit after sprinting, good

the train track scenes are so pretty wahhh 

does... does the track just end there? what

the ~significance~ of maggie now sharing this piece of her that used to be a yf thing, with ctg 

also excellent bgm - oh omg it’s og soul link remix!!! 

“i don’t want you to go” 

MY GOD HE’S FINALLY MAKING A REAL MOVE. and one based in real friendship. GOD FUCKING FINALLY CTG AAAAAA she’s cryyying man this exchange is also pretty cute ngl 

i can’t believe they figured this out a full 4 episodes before the finale 

this is so pretty here wahhhhhh i wanna ss the whole thing in 1080p 

awhhhhhh

they never released pink twilight shanghai!! i want this ver!!! 

aww yayyy open still cheering her on - YF BE NICE TO YOUR GF COME ON

haha this is like reverse of cr tutoring him - WAIT YEAH YF YOU WERE A SHITTY ASS STUDENT COMPARED TO HER BE EXTRA NICE 

also remixed dream i dig it! sounds like new lyrics? 

julliard hahahaha

dong dong goddess

HAHAHA did dd just steal ctg’s fries

ctg: expressing some deep thoughts

me: just watching dd

“forever confident, forever happy” 

wait sooooooo are they a thing now or what did that count as a confession

“and qing’er is finally here” WHAT’S THE TEAAAAA WE STILL DON’T REALLY KNOW

“im a guitarist this is fine” YOU GO DD I LOVE YOU 

BEACH EPISODE BEACH EPISODE BEACH EPISODE 

omg oyzq. you’d think they were trying to extort a confession from him. what the hell is this instrument he said what is a xiao 箫. A WOODEN FLUTE? YOOO THAT’S COOL my god PLEASE let us get some kickass trad/modern fusion music im so ready 

“i trust ouyang” ahhh double char surnames are cool

HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA WHAT THE FUCK

“because i’m about to have surgery on my knee” REALLY? REALLY? IS THIS REALLY HOW YOU’RE GOING TO JUSTIFY ALL THIS? FOLKS I AM LOSING MY SHIT I HAVEN’T LAUGHED OUT LOUD LIKE THIS IN SO LONG

ok this is interesting tho he’s not a dick for the hell of it it’s out of desperation or smth. but like half a year, oh no, what a horror. (i’m fresh out of hb feels ok you shaddap // tho i can also imagine the knife, like in lotus bloom, where they didn’t think szp’s injury was permanent). tho i do also like the “then we’ll be seniors we won’t have time to perform” but also that’s just a reminder that all of these ppl are like frigging 16 year olds and i still cannot take this seriously

i like “i didn’t expect, that i couldn’t give you the confidence to win”. god im so glad this confrontation is happening. man this feels like a wrap up already are they really spending all 3 last episodes on the competition? what’s the story gonna be? 

feel like he’d be less ugly with hairstyle that looked more consistently like this. anyway sucks that both of them are so ugly otherwise there’s some nice sun/moon (+stars?) imagery you can get going here

GROUP CHAT GROUP CHAT GROUP CHAT 

pretty! i wanna save this hq

it’s this bgm!!! godd i just want this track so bad

an empty beach?? in china near shanghai??? 

anyway ahhh it’s the iconic beach shot! i like how the promo ver cuts out dd lmfao

wow nine episodes in and cookie finally gets a character moment??? cookieeeeeeee i missed you

ok i can’t ship them he calls her shifu but also THIS IS SUCH A CUTE FRIENDSHIP calling every day 10 minutes?? wow!! i love dongdong and i love cookie. also this hits different in covid times “no one says that we can’t be friends because of distance” 

oh i guess they are pushing this as a ship. meh.

wahhhhh. need this hq then i have more propic material. 

HE HAS COVID 

ah lang is VIBING oh to be the ah lang of my own life. parasurfing. walking into poles. 

wow this is so modern! the red bag thing! wow i do love this show flexing the modern-ness 

this is the mercedes benz arena im SURE of it ahhhh holy crap this crowd. oh to be in a crowd without mask

IT’S THIS DUDE AGAIN like the trailer spoiled this but if i found out this right here right now i would’ve lost my shit my god hahhaah

im like torn about how i feel about cr’s dress like idk if it fits her well even if it’s pretty

:<

oh im scared i hope this doesn’t become embarrassing 

:0

OMG THEY INCLUDED PENCIL SKETCH OF THAT S1 SCENE. HAHAHA. char growth yayyyyy

ok anyway im happy!! spent like an hour watching this or something lmao but good times!! much better than last ep HAHA yayyy im so glad we’re finally at the comp and lots of these little things have been tied up now im ready for new song drops!!!

[minaminokyoko]

Maleficent: Mistress of Evil--A Spoilertastic Review

Disney: *shuffling through records* Hey, Hollywood.

Hollywood: *drunkenly burps, throws empty beer can behind the couch* Yup?

Disney: What’s that really well written, well acted, beautifully shot, feminist movie we made with Angelina Jolie that one time?

Hollywood: Oh, the broad with the wings and the horns? Maleficent.

Disney: Yeah, yeah, her. Do something else with her.

Hollywood: Wait, you don’t want to give it to her? *points to Talent, who is sitting at the table typing* Or her? *points to Effort, who is in the kitchen baking souffle* I mean, they’re the ones who made the first one.

Disney: Nah, you got this. Go for it.

Hollywood: Alright. *farts and a script falls out of his ass* Here you go.

Disney: Thanks, fam.

*END SCENE*

In case you can’t tell, I’m extremely disappointed in Maleficent: Mistress of Evil.

Overall Grade: C-

As always, spoilers below.

Pros:

-Probably the only reason a few straggling fans are showing up to Maleficent II is finding out that the legendary Michelle Pfeiffer was cast as the evil queen. She is just as smug and cold and awful as she seemed in the trailer, so kudos. They don’t share enough screen time, but Mal vs. Ingrith at that dinner table was some of the shadiest, pettiest shit I’ve ever seen. Ingrith is That Bitch. You really wanted her to have a harsher fate considering the monstrous shit that she does in this movie.

-Though they are seriously few and far between, I did like the tiny domestic moments we got from Diaval and Maleficent. I’m sad to say that the hype was once again wrong. They were teasing that perhaps Diaval and Mal would get a little more of a romantic spin, but either it was cut for time or they changed their minds. Diaval and Mal are apart the entire movie. It’s the worst. However, the bits we do get of them in the beginning, like him giving her the bad news and her trying out her smile in front of him and her telling him he missed her was nothing short of adorable. I especially loved it when they were served bird and Mal gives him that mean little side-eye. It feels very comfortable and domestic, and less like they’re mistress and servant and a little bit more like the mother and father pair that they actually are. I’m just sad there is so few scenes of them together.

-Expanding Mal’s backstory has very mixed results, but the bits we do see and understand aren’t half bad. The phoenix thing is way under-explained, but it is a neat concept that the dark fae came from a single source. It was also a believable story that they were hunted to near extinction, especially during this era of time when white people were at their most fucking ridiculous killing every new people they found on every fucking continent they found them on. It made sense they hid from them and wanted revenge, since we pretty much see that the humans for the most part are utter shitheads anyway. I also loved the diversity of the dark fae, coming from all continents and all peoples. Nothing drives me crazier than the idea that all fantasy creatures should look like pale white folks. This was very nice to see. 

-At least Diaval didn’t die. I was afraid of that since bad sequels often kill someone you like just to “raise the stakes.”

-Tying the cursed spindle into the sequel isn’t half-bad an idea. It’s kind of neat that it’s how Aurora ends up discovering the truth.

Cons:

-Fucking everything else in this movie, basically, is a negative point. Goddammit. Why did they squander all this fucking talent?

-Having Mal, Diaval, and Aurora separated the entire time is the first huge mistake. I was hoping from the trailer that Mal getting hurt and finding her own kind was something that happens in the second act. Nope. First act. Fucking hell. All the reasons why Maleficent was a great movie was the dynamic between these characters and the development of their relationships. It was so easy to love them. They were a family. They had struggles and they all put in effort and they won the day. And then this movie happened. Mal and Diaval first and foremost were done dirty, especially since behind the scenes they had been teasing that maybe the hints of romance between them might finally get a brief spotlight, but no. Didn’t happen. Either it was cut for time or they changed their minds. Then Aurora just blindly believing that Mal cursed the king despite knowing her mother for fucking five plus years, not counting how Mal raised her from afar, just massively pisses me off. Aurora has shown no signs of wanting to just be a normal girl. She loves her mother faithfully and it feels very OOC for her to just instantly assume the worst, especially since she should know things about magic by now and would have heard that Mal has to verbally curse someone, not just with a gesture of magic.

-Almost every part of this story has our leads being passive as hell. I hate passive stories and I hate passive characters. Remember, a good story is one in which your protagonists affect the plot and the outcome and each other. This movie is borderline boring. It’s so much of people looking out the window at the sky and fretting and being moody. All of our characters just sit around for two goddamn hours barely doing a thing until the war at the end, as if the movie is just waiting for itself to end. It’s such a fucking shame considering how many creative, engrossing scenes are in the first film. The first film perfectly paced the character development with the three main leads alongside the action. I loved seeing Diaval’s different forms. The action was fantastic and the story was deeply personal. Everything built towards the end goal of showing the full scope of who Mal is as both the hero and the villain. Here, it’s just miscommunication. That’s it. It’s so stupidly basic and it doesn’t do anything but open the door for her backstory. It’s such a lazy method to introduce them. There were much better ways to go about it and I’m sad that none of our beloved three barely does anything over the course of the movie.

-The tone is all over the fucking place. I actually would not recommend this movie for kids. It’s much too harsh for the little ones when we reach the war in the third act. It’s unnecessarily cruel to a bunch of characters. It even has the nerve to outright KILL one of the three fairy godmothers with little to no reverence for what a big fucking deal that should be. It’s a nasty, unpleasant feeling when she dies and when the other moorfolk and the dark fae die as well. And yet some of these scenes have slapped together “wah-wah-wah” moments, like the evil queen simply being turned into a goat. Ha-ha. Yeah. There are dozens of soldiers and innocent townsfolk and fairies dead. But she’s a just a goat. Sure. That’s not a whiplash of a fucking tone at all. What the hell is the matter with this movie? How dare you actually kill a fairy godmother. And it was one of a few stupid sacrifices while we’re at it. I mean, Magical Negro Fae went full Piccolo standing in front of Mal when all he had to do was yank her out of the way. Same for the big tree fae who died. Not to mention the fact that the giant tree fae just had to walk over to that fucking pipe organ and snap that stupid redhead’s neck, easy peasy, in three seconds. Problem solved. Fuck this movie for showing such flagrant deaths for innocent characters.

Oh, excuse me, one second.

*grabs Hollywood by the ear, shoves him into a chair, and breaks his nose*

Hollywood: OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!

Me: IF YOU PUT ONE MORE GODDAMN FUCKING MAGICAL NEGRO INTO ANOTHER MOTHERFUCKING MOVIE IN 2019 OR BEYOND, I’MMA FUCKING KILL YOU.

-Magical Negro Fae makes me want to kill something. I’m tired, y’all. I’m tired of writers in Hollywood continually making wise black characters teach white people life lessons and then promptly die to advance their story. Go to hell. All of you who keep writing this wretched cliché go straight to hell. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Take your ass to hell and rot in the lake of fire. Stop. Fucking. Doing. This. To. Black. Characters. You. Fucking. Assholes.

-It feels like there is a movie between the first Maleficent and this one that we missed. Seriously, the characters spout backstory that sounds interesting and important, but it’s off-screen, and we’re constantly fighting to understand something that the characters clearly do. Show, don’t tell. Show me Aurora and Philip being in love. Show me Aurora’s longing for Philip and Mal to get along. Show me Mal wondering about her heritage and feeling like an outcast. Show me the dark fae’s backstory. Show me Lickspittle being forced into betraying his own kind. I cannot connect with these characters if you do not give me a reason to do it like you did in the first film.

-Is it just me or did Hollywood deadass steal a whole bunch of this from the Gargoyles animated series? I’m just saying. Go back and watch that and then watch this and tell me it’s not similar.

-Nitpick: God, Disney, I am so tired of you filming all your live action movies on one sound stage with zero practical effects and zero sets. Yes, we can tell the fucking difference when you film everything indoors and there’s no sets. Can we go back to actually giving a shit about how movies look?

-Nitpick: There’s plotholes everywhere. I already mentioned how the tree fae could have ended that church massacre in a total of 3 seconds, if that. Where have the dark fae been? Why did they just act that one time with those mercs stealing the moorfolk? What was Lickspittle actually doing to the trapped fairies? We never see him experiment on them or anything. How did Magical Negro Fae see Mal fall in total darkness? Was he just hovering around the area? Why? They seem very far away from their stronghold, so how did he see her and why have they never attempted contact with her before even though they apparently know the moors very well? I could go on like this for some time.

-Angelina Jolie is given very little material to work with and it’s depressing considering how emotionally attached I became to Mal in the first movie. Her struggle was so sympathetic and her reaction to Stefan’s cowardice and cruelty was arguably justified. Here, she’s not having some kind of revelation about herself. It’s cookie cutter right and wrong. It’s very little struggle. She’s not barely doing anything for long periods of time and it’s honestly boring and disappointing as hell considering what a force of nature she is in personality and in abilities. They took all the zest and spice out of her. She’s a hollow, empty version of herself here and it’s probably the most insulting thing of all.

-Nitpick: The title is a big fat lie. Mal does not turn evil or become evil. She swats some fools around at the end, but that’s all. I hate misleading titles.

Overall, the word to describe this movie is unnecessary. It’s not bad, but it is nowhere near good at all. It reduces all its characters into passive roles in a dull story that tries to make up for it by heavily loading the ending with very distasteful, cruel war scenes that are frankly too harsh for children. It’s not asking any deep, sympathetic questions from its audience. It’s just spinning its wheels, mostly. If you’re curious, sure, go ahead and rent it. I would warn you from paying full theater price since it adds almost nothing to something that was frankly perfect the way it was already. I went in with low expectations and while the movie didn’t go below them, it was still a letdown. Mostly because I wanted some Maleval scenes to wake up the tiny, dormant fandom, and I highly doubt this is going to do that.

Sigh. You deserved better, Mal. At least we’ll always have the first movie.

Kyo out.

[hello-from-nrc-infirmary]

Vern's Hometown: Centennial Celebration

Book 4: Rhapsody of Seasons

Chapter 10: Midnight Whispers

Vern flips the lamp on in the guest room. It has been too long since his bones felt like stone. Crossing to the window, he cracks it open. Breathing the cool, night air in until it tickles the depths of his lungs. The quiet click of the door causes him to turn.

"You can umm... take the bed."

Steel shrugs, "if you insist~"

"I um... make a hammock to sleep in..."

"So... you do sleep," Steel lightly teases.

Vern's cheeks tint pink, "n-not as much as umm.. you do!"

"Well, I'm technically a Silver~" he glances around.

Vern's voice is barely a whisper, "...you're you, not him..."

"Er.. thanks..." he goes quiet, as he stares at the bed. "..we've shared blankets and napped before."

The sprite stares at him. A faint, chill breeze softly stirs the air. It does nothing to ease the tightness in Vern's chest. "U-umm... you mean... um.. sharing?"

"Yeah? It's big enough."

"O-okay.."

Turning, Vern tentatively starts removing his dressing gown. He's aware of Steel getting comfortable behind him by the creak of the springs. He drapes the robe over a chair by the window. Inhaling the familiar breeze to ease his constricted lungs, his gaze drops. Unthinking fingers itch at his bandages.

"Hey, what's going on in your head?"

His fingers still, he tugs at the hem of his nightgown. "I umm... haven't worn this around anyone in ummm... about fifteen years..."

"Oh.." Steel's quiet for a moment. His eyes widen as something registers, "oh. Uh... I can use the chair-"

"-it's fine. I umm..." he crosses to take the opposite side of the mattress. A soft smile relaxes his features, "it's you... as long as it's umm... you, I don't mind."

Settling in under the covers, Vern rolls onto his side. Aurora eyes gleam back at him. Steel's voice is softer than usual, "was... it Victor?"

The sprite's brow creases for a moment. He follows his friend's gaze, forehead smoothing as he does. "N-no..."

Tension visibly leaves Steel's shoulders. The lamp gives his silver locks an added warmth.

"U-um... the light...?"

"Hm? Right, sorry~" Steel uses a quick spell to flick the light off, "there."

Vern pulls some of the blankets close. "You... will wake me... right?"

"Eh? Yeah.."

"U-ummm... Steel? Can I um... ask you something?"

It's dark, yet all he needed was the sound of blankets shuffling. "Sure, what do you wanna ask?"

The words he chooses to fill the silence are soft, "u-umm... what's it um.. like to have a father..? You ummm... don't have to say..."

Silence settles over them. The faint shuffle of fabric gently eases the quiet back. Vern blinks, registering the fabric being brought up to his chin.

"You'll catch a cold."

The sprite breathes out a giggle, but decides to not argue. He falls silent as Steel starts to whisper something. Straining to hear, Vern relaxes as he listens to the story. His eyes slowly blink.

"... good night, Vern.."

Opening his amber eyes feels like moving a mountain. His words are mumbled, only the first few are coherent. "Ver...it's Ver Pluvia de Ig-"

"You're..." Steel's eyes widen, "night, Ver.."

Ooc// what? You thought I'd just let you all have his full name that easily? Lol, he gets sleep for once

Song: Iris by Goo Goo Dolls

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