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[tirasany]

tag 10 ppl you want to get to know better :] tagged by @ocularose hehe thank you~ 💜💖

relationship status: plain and simple :v single

favourite colour: purple (pretty much all of em), seafoarm green, phthalo green, lime green, periwinkle, mulberry, wine red (wait a minute this seems familiar)

favourite foods: honestly anything with noodles, all noodles; or with breading around it, chicken nuggies or onion rings! I just love onions lmao and BEANS! There is just so much I love xD like cabbage and spinach. But one thing I could always eat not matter what is Sushi.

song stuck in my head: Gallows by Shelby Merry

last thing I googled: barok van zieks concept art (referencesssss)

current time: 19:58 (as I am writing this)

dream trip: I always wanted to see the northern lights with my own eyes, so any place, like Norway is fine by me. Okay I know it's corny but when I look at them, not are they only beautiful but I like to think it's Earth/nature actively protecting us. OK I would love to go to Japan as well, all the food! xD

something I want: You see there are those statues, Dracula (the design by one of my fave artist ;-;) I really want, I know I don't need it buuuut.... yea. I REALLY want this one Vergil statue so bad omg. Uh ah. @van-zieksy, @scarlettjskipper, @angeaxil, @bubblymilkgalaxy

[retroateez]

1980s horror film - s.mingi

hello all!!!

it’s been a lot longer than i intended, but a bunch of stuff came up and i both didn’t have time and didn’t feel like writing. this also wasn’t what i initially planned on posting, but life works weirdly and here we are. that being said, i wrote this in a way that is different to how i typically write so i apologise if it sounds/feels weird or awkward. regardless, i hope u enjoy! (also i didn’t realise it was all lower case so please ignore the inconsistency lmao)

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pairing: song mingi x reader genre: unrequited love?? idk how to tag it oops word count: 1660 this is inspired by a song titled ‘1980s horror film II’ by wallows! 

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mingi had been waiting for eons to score a date with y/n. way too long. all of his friends (mainly wooyoung), teased him constantly about her, but he had never gathered the courage to do anything about it.

they'd been friends for a long while, even hanging out a few times together at the cinema, or just going out for lunch before mingi realised he had an absolutely huge crush on her.

recently he'd been avoiding her like the plague, using volleyball practice, or band rehearsal with the boys as an excuse not to hang out with her. 

that was, until one sunny saturday afternoon, when she called him out of the blue. he took a few moments to collect himself, staring at the ringing phone in his hand like it was a ticking bomb seconds away from a devastating explosion.

"hey dingus!" y/n called down the phone once he had collected himself enough to answer. "what are you doing?" she asked.

"nothing. why?" 

"i'm bored." she declared. "wanna come over?"

"s-sure!" mingi agreed straight away.

"sweet. see you soon then!" y/n hung up, and mingi was convinced he might pass out.

he'd never been to her house before. maybe she really did like him back? oh god, he was starting to internally panic now; how was he supposed to act? he didn't want to be a creep but he didn't want to be painfully awkward either. oh god. oh god oh god oh god.

"get it together, mingi." he scowled at himself in the mirror, shaking his faded red hair side to side. he couldn’t make a fool of himself in front of her; he absolutely would not allow it. 

this could be his chance, to finally muster enough balls to ask y/n out before it was too late. yes, he'd decided; today would be the day.

-----

half an hour later, an exceptionally nervous song mingi knocked on the door of his highschool crush. he reached up and brushed a shaking hand through his hair, wondering whether his legs were numb from fear or the chilling bite of the surprisingly cold weather. 

a few moments passed, then the door swung open to reveal y/n. she was dressed in her usual style, comfy, stylish, beautiful, very y/n. in truth, she could be wearing a trashbag and mingi would still say she looked gorgeous.

she gave him a wide, toothy grin and stepped aside to let him in.

"welcome to mi casa!" she motioned to the hallway dramatically, one arm sweeping out in front of her and almost bashing her elbow into the kitchen doorframe.

"i wanna watch a movie!" she said, once she had recovered from the near injury. "i've already got the snacks ready, so let's go!"

she began bounding up the stairs, mingi following her before realising where they were headed and freezing abruptly in his tracks.

"we're going upstairs?" he breathed, anxiety flooding him from head to foot.

just what exactly was she expecting from him?

"yeah?" she shrugged. "is that a problem?"

"no!" he replied, perhaps a little too quickly. "no, that's not a problem at all."

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he was scared.

bordering on terrified.

y/n's bedroom was dark; having pulled the curtains before mingi's arrival to avoid the sun glaring onto the television.

as the minutes went on, mingi became less and less sure just what she was planning this afternoon.

she paced over to the tv set, opening a dvd case and slotting a disc into the player.

"it's a 1980s horror film," she explained. "i've been wanting to watch it for ages, but i didn't want to watch it alone... you don't mind, do you?"

mingi shook his head quickly. he did in fact mind, not being the biggest fan of the horror genre, but he'd made it this far, and backing out now was definitely not an option. plus, if wooyoung caught wind of mingi chickening out, he would never hear the end of it.

"here," she motioned to her bed; a double, with lilac sheets and an appropriate amount of cushions bundled up by her pillows. "take a seat."

unsure of whether he should, but not wanting to be rude, mingi crawled across her bed, sitting down amidst the cushions and crossing his legs like an obedient, yet timid child. he watched y/n grab her desk chair, dragging it across the room and placing it beside the bed, distanced but still close enough to mingi to completely throw him off his guard.

"don't you want the be-"

"nonsense!" she cut him off before he could even get the words out. "you're my guest, so you get the bed."

mingi was bewildered. never in his life had he expected to be in this situation. it appeared that y/n had absolutely zero intentions of doing anything romantic. which, don't get him wrong, was totally fine, but regardless he was still confused.

all the cheesy high school romance movies he’d watched, and all the young adult fiction novels he had read hinted that when you were invited to your crush’s house, alone, it usually indicated they wanted something romantic. or something more. absolutely nothing had prepared him for, or even suggested that the current circumstances would ever occur in a million years. mingi felt rather cheated, to be honest.

was she making him wait on purpose? deliberately staying away from him in the hopes that he'd just cave in and sweep her off her feet? y/n didn't seem like that kind of girl, but mingi had been wrong about a lot of things when it came to y/n. 

the movie began to play, and they sat surrounded by darkness, mingi decided he would simply go with the flow. he was a nervous wreck, but he wasn't a pervert; he wouldn't do anything unless y/n initiated it. the last thing he wanted was to make her uncomfortable. 

despite reaching a solution, he couldn't get it out of his mind how close they were in the moment. glancing to his side, he could very much reach out and gently touch her hair. or softly caress her cheek. 

obviously, he wouldn't, because that would be weird. and that was a vibe he was trying to avoid today.

halfway through the movie, y/n jumped up, explaining she had to use the bathroom and scaring the shit out of mingi in the process.

he kept his gaze fixed on the movie playing in front of him, but his mind wandered to other places. he sighed deeply.

he didn't even know what to say to her.

she's always on his mind,

and yet,

he's too afraid to say anything. how long would this pathetic pining go on for? surely it would be better for him to take wooyoung's advice and just go for it? otherwise he'll be playing this game for god knows how long. 

that was it.

he simply couldn't help the way he was feeling; he needed to get it out, to tell her how he truly feels.

and maybe, just maybe, she'd feel the same way too.

y/n comes back, and mingi gears himself up for his confession. digging into the deepest corners of his mind to find the right words to use. deciding to abandon his previous resolution to let y/n initiate, he convinces himself to take charge and follow the lead of every heteronormative teen movie in existence, and sweep the girl off her feet.

until she ditches the chair, motioning for mingi to scooch over and then she lays down right beside him. 

the bed is fairly large, but then again mingi is no regular sized teenage boy, his lanky frame taking up a considerable portion of the bed.. as a result, his right side and her left are pressed flush against each other, and poor mingi thinks he's about to explode.

but still, he inhales deeply, surveying the situation.

the lights are off, 

the mood was right.

perfect.

mingi lets her settle for a short while, which is really him internally psyching himself up, before setting his masterplan into action.

he turns his head slowly to look at y/n, noticing how invested she is in the movie and he pouts a little.

he wants her attention.

she still doesn't notice, so he opts for placing his hand on her cheek as gently as he can and guides her gaze towards him.

her eyebrows furrow together in confusion, but she makes no effort to move away.

frozen anxiety that mingi misinterprets as a green light.

his eyes fall shut, and his upper body leans forward the tiniest amount. he's so close. so close to finally being able to show y/n how he feels. he's seconds away from having a weight lifted off his shoulders. he can't wait to shove it in wooyoung's face either, all the times the younger boy had called him a pussy had pissed mingi off to no end, but look at him now wooyoung, look at him now.

all he needed was for y/n to bridge the gap between them.

but instead, a small hand on mingi's shoulder pushes him back, and his eyes snap open abruptly, and he feels his stomach fall straight through his ass.

"y/n, i-"

the look on her face stops mingi dead in his tracks, because he can't read her expression.

is she mad? is she super pissed that he tried to kiss her? he'd understand if she was, it probably wasn't the best course of action but it was the best he could come up with. is she angry? is she hurt? disappointed? he searches her eyes, burning into his, for answers but comes up short. all he can do is try and guess how she's feeling, but realistically he's no expert, he's no mindreader, how is he suppo-

"mingi, i'm really not that into guys." 

oh.  

[pantsless-glowboy-stan]

HELLO this was fun to think about

not going to answer for mira, because it would be incredibly generic and mostly full of deflection every time you ask about anything even mildly sensitive (the rose, jaania, etc etc). i will however answer this for fleshweaver alt heroes, archelaos and vana! under a cut because oops it's long

pre-fleshweaver arc:

- you can't talk to them individually lmao both of them hide from people unless forced

- you can knock on archie's house's closed door (somewhere between falconreach and swordhaven). there will be a popup that says "it looks like someone's home, but nobody's answering. they're probably busy!" there are a lot of animals messing around outside, including a big green dragonish thing that's sleeping on the porch. if you hang out too long, she wakes up and looks at you.

- you can't find vana at all. probably you can ask ash about her and he will be like "oh, do you need help? haha.....uh........vana doesn't really enjoy...................is there something I can help you with? vana's pretty busy."

- when you find them together in the inn in falconreach, their dialogue would just be them introducing themselves, archie mentioning that he took vana in as an apprentice in nature magic/animal handling/whatever. archie is pretty warm and friendly, and covers for vana if she says something rude or strange (accidentally or on purpose). not gonna write out the whole thing because it would be Long.

during fleshweaver arc:

- you can find vana next to secundus in the fire paradigm the same way you find secundus in canon. (you can't find archie at all; his door is boarded over and the animals are missing.)

who are you?

- vana samaras. i am the hero of lore. i protect the world at any cost.

what are you doing here?

- i came here to learn from secundus. he is teaching me the art of fleshweaving; he can tell you more about it.

- once i master it, i will be unstoppable. no one, not sepulchure or wargoth or jaania, will be able to stand against me. i will banish anything that dares to plague lore with chaos. there will be no need for heroes. I will put the world in order with my own hands.

who is that boy?

- who?

- oh, you mean piotr? he's learning fleshweaving too, for now.

when you press the "leave" button:

- oh, i'm...sorry, but i can't let you leave.

- there are those who do not approve of the things i am doing. they don't understand. he doesn't understand what pressures i am under, what it takes to be a hero...

- or maybe he does. he turned it down, after all.

- anyway. i can't have you telling anyone where to find me just yet. just know...

- [she turns toward the screen.] ...this isn't personal.

- [her eyes glow red and she opens her mouth. the screen cuts to black with a nasty tearing sound, and you are shown a "game over" card with a button that reads "nevermind, you didn't go through the portal at all."]

post-fleshweaver arc:

- you can find archelaos outside his house. he's got new shoulder/chest armor, and a fancier staff. he looks older, with more white in his hair and more wrinkles, and he seems sadder. (you can't find vana.)

who are you?

- archelaos samaras. mage, gardener, and...hero of lore. can I help you with something?

the animals?

- i used to be a rehabilitator for magical creatures, but with the rose...and...other things, i don't get to take in many animals anymore. watch your step, but don't worry; they're all friendly.

the dragons?

- this lady is Her Majesty! she's actually a drake, but i understand the confusion. she's been with me a long while; she got hurt a long time ago and can't hunt anymore, so i take care of her.

- and this is mavro. yes, he's that mavro. i take care of him now that vana is gone.

what happened to vana?

- ...

- vana is no longer with us. if you need help, i can assist.

- I don't know how to end this so here's some flowers if you got this far: 🌼🌻🌼🌻🌼

@ df players, if your hero was a npc what dialogue script would they have? :>