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Hey, pookies.
So… sad announcement. It’s not really something that I want to be writing, because I loved what I did and the audience that came with it, but…
I won’t be continuing writing on any of my blogs anymore.
This is honestly a really hard post to make, especially after I went through all the trouble of initially making new blogs about a year ago to regain motivation and control over my writing blogs. It’s just that my life (can you believe I actually have one outside of Tumblr? Yeah, me neither) has gotten too hectic for me to keep up request blogs. I won’t go into detail, but there’s been a lot of change happening up in the bitch, and it’s been getting too much.
Admittedly, making this post is just a confirmation for those who wondered where I went. My last update on any writing blog was almost a year ago, and my inboxes are full of a variety of requests; a lot of which I desperately wanted to do, but couldn’t find the motivation to execute. I thought that writing prompts would be a good way to get back into the swing of things, but to no avail. And it doesn’t help that anytime I would get some sort of motivation, one look at my hollow husk of blogs was enough to kill it.
I’ve realized over the years that I’m not a reliable blog for requests. It’s hard to keep up with them, and they can feel like a chore more than anything. Don’t get me wrong, I loved a lot of the requests I got, but I found myself wanting to live up to the requester’s idea of how it should go instead of my own. A lot of your requests inspired spin-off ideas that I wanted to execute, but felt guilty doing so because A.) it’s not fufilling what the requester wanted, and B.) I was writing something new instead of focusing on my inbox; I didn’t want to face any disappointment from you guys.
So, reflecting on my clusterfuck experience, I want to say that I’m actually glad I decided to make my blogs. It allowed me to meet cool people, grow a small audience that surprisingly loved my work, and gave me something to do during the lockdown (that’s the origin story of everything, believe it or not). And looking forward, I know I’m not going to quit writing, I still have a lot of cool ideas, after all. They just won’t be on any of my now dead blogs, as those blogs remind me of my lowkey failure as a writer. Who knows, you might see freelance writing blogs popping up in the future with a similar writing style as me… hmm…
I not only want to apologize again for going AWOL and returning with a shit announcement, but also with how disorderly this post may be, LMAO. This is a really depressing post, so I’m not gonna dwell too much on the formatting.
Hope y’all are doing well, and thanks for humoring my crazy little stories.
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Some of y’all really just;
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Anything below this point is just archived posts that you can find easier here.
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ARCHIVES.
This is the masterlist to all of my previous blog posts.
If you’re wondering what happened, I basically didn’t like the order of my old blogs and — since I’m strictly mobile — I deleted them and started anew. RIP.
I am no longer active on any of the new blogs.
Fuckbottoms-literally Archives — A blog for dom reader content. WARNING: 18+ content.
Clusterfuck-yandere Archives — A blog for yandere content. WARNING: yandere content.
Heta-highschool Archives — A blog for Hetalia World Academy content. Strictly human AU.
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HETA-HIGHSCHOOL ARCHIVES.
A blog for Hetalia World Academy writings. This blog does not exist anymore, as it has moved to @clusterfuck-heta. That blog is also dead, so… whoops.
This is strictly a human AU!
⁀➷ ALLIES MASTERLIST:
Being friends with the Allies HCs — GN reader
⁀➷ AXIS MASTERLIST:
Being friends with the Axis Trio HCs — GN reader
⁀➷ IVAN (RUSSIA) MASTERLIST:
Taurus S/O HCs — Female reader
Crush HCs — GN reader
⁀➷ JOÃO (PORTUGAL) MASTERLIST:
Non-Binary best friend HCs — NB reader
⁀➷ MATTHIAS (DENMARK) MASTERLIST:
Crush HCs — GN reader
⁀➷ ABEL (NETHERLANDS) MASTERLIST:
Crush HCs — GN reader
⁀➷ ARTHUR (ENGLAND) MASTERLIST:
Realizing he’s in love with you HCs — GN reader
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ANON ASKS:
England helping the reader write a essay for English class only to realize he’s in love with them?
Arthur realizing he’s in love with you HCs
Ugh. I fucking loved writing this. It’s so simple, but it’s honestly my DREAM.
The reader is gender neutral.
Warnings: N/A
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☆ Him helping you on the essay was almost by chance.
He was heading over to the library to return a book when he saw you sitting at one of the tables, vigorously erasing whatever you wrote on your paper.
The way your eyebrows were furrowed and your hand clutched your forehead made it look like you were struggling…
So, he decided to approach and take the seat next to you.
“Everything alright, (Y/N)?”
At the sound of his voice, you snapped out of your thoughts and looked at him. “Oh…! Hey, Arthur. Yeah, everything’s fine…” you took a deep breath. “Just this dumb essay…”
He cocked his head to the side. “Having trouble with it?”
“Yeah,” you confirmed with a chortle. “I know what I want to write, but I just can’t put it into words… it’s just so frustrating, y’know?”
The blonde next to you adjusts his seat so he can get a closer look. “Well, what’s the topic?”
You then proceeded to tell him about the essay requirements as he skimmed over what you previously wrote.
“Well, I think you’re off to a good start,” he began, “but your opening paragraph needs a bit more work.” He extended his hand and gestured towards your pencil. “May I?”
After handing him your pencil, he circled some areas on your essay and began to talk about what you could do to improve.
“I guess that makes sense,” you hummed, then your face turned gloomy. “But that would mean I’d have to start all over…”
He gave you a soft smile. “Well, this is the rough draft stage, isn’t it?”
Grabbing a fresh sheet of notebook paper, you shrugged. “Yeah, but I spent forever just working on that first paragraph…!”
“Here,” he started, “why don’t I stay here and help you with it?”
You tried to decline his offer, feeling guilty about taking up his time, but he insisted that he had nothing better to do and would be happy to lend a hand.
“Besides,” he said. “
☆ The next hour or so was spent working on the essay.
Now that you had Arthur’s help, things were going by much quicker.
He would help you with grammar and punctuation, along with choosing words that help your sentences flow better.
He loved watching the way your eyes would light up whenever you wrote a paragraph you were proud of.
It was… charming.
There was a fluttering sensation that filled his heart each time you would smile at him (it actually always happened, it’s just that he was finally noticing it now).
He could help but watch you write with a soft look in his eyes.
With every question you asked, he tried to ignore the growing heat in his cheeks.
Something about the way you looked at him caused his heart to soar.
Did you always make him feel this way?
(The answer is yes, it’s just that you depending on him like this is finally making him confront his feelings. There’s just something so domestic about it…)
☆ He started doing subtle advances towards you.
Just the smallest things so he could feel close to you.
Moving his chair closer, slightly brush his hand against yours while pointing at a word, have your knees touching underneath the table…
Arthur is all about inconspicuous acts, especially during the small period of time he’s grappling with his feelings towards you.
It would probably take a trained eye to pick up on these slight movements (someone like Francis, who would tease him to no end over this).
You probably don’t even notice the way he puts a hand on your shoulder so lovingly when you get frazzled over a sentence, or how he seemed to be closer to you than he was 5 minutes ago…
☆ When the essay is finished, it finally hits him.
It was the way you smiled proudly at your work and turned towards him.
His heart stopped in his chest and his breath was taken away.
You were just the most gorgeous person on earth to him in that very moment, your eyes shining with appreciation towards him of all people.
Oh, yeah.
He’s definitely in love with you.
“Thank you so much, Arthur!” You held your closed hand towards him for a fist bump. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”
He gingerly returns the fist bump with a shy smile. “Happy to be of assistance, (Y/N).”
“Seriously, you were a big help,” you explained. “I don’t know how I could ever return the favor!”
His heart started to pound in his chest, cheeks feeling like they were on fire. “Well…”
In that very moment, he was debating on asking you out, but he trailed off.
You gave him a questioning look. “What’s up?”
He hesitated for a few moments before giving you a strained smile. “It’s nothing.” He then gets up and pushes in his seat. “See you in class tomorrow.”
Deciding not to press further, you returned the smile. “Yeah… see you in class tomorrow!”
He then watched as you gathered your things, shooting him a soft glance before walking out of the library.
It felt too early to ask you out, but…
At least he finally knew you were the one for him.
Now it was only a matter of finding out if he was the one for you…
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ANON ASKS:
Hi! Not sure if ur still interested, but I was wondering if u would write Crush headcanons for Denmark, Scotland, and/or Russia? If not, totally fine, what are some of ur favorite characters instead?
Matthias, Abel, and Ivan crush HCs
As you probably read, I switched out Scotland for Netherlands, since Scotland isn’t technically in Hetalia yet. Hope that’s okay! And my favorites switch around a lot, but I think it’s safe to say that they’re currently Germany, Russia, Norway, Greece, Netherlands, and Macau.
The reader is gender neutral.
Warnings: N/A
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☆ Matthias crushing on you;
I actually think it takes a bit before Matthias realizes he’s developed a crush on you.
Like, he knows he feels attracted to you — he’s probably called you cute numerous times in the past — but it would probably take a while before it hits him that he has a full-blown crush on you.
But when it does, it hits him hard.
Probably happened when the two of you were walking back to the dormitories (Tino invited the Nordics + you to celebrate how well everyone did on the history test) only for it to randomly start hailing out of nowhere.
You both absolutely booked it and managed to make it to the dorms, watching the hail fall from the doorway.
It was silent for a bit, the initial shock of the hail still settling, before you looked at each other and began laughing.
That’s probably when it hits him that he has a crush on you.
He sees your gorgeous smile and listens to your joyful laughter echo through the air.
And he’s like… holy shit.
You’re the most amazing thing in the world to him in that very moment.
He almost forgets how to breathe.
You notice his flushed face, but figured it was from the now frigid air.
Both of you walk up to Tino’s dorm, him barely paying attention to what you were saying as he grapples with the fact that he’s absolutely fallen for you.
At the mini celebration after Tino made sure the two of you didn’t get injured by the hail, the Nordics notice that Matthias is quieter than usual.
They pick up on the way that his cheeks heat up when you talk to him, how he looks at you from across the dorm room, how he seemed to debate putting an arm around your shoulder while the two of you were sitting on Tino’s bed…
And they realize that he’s crushing on you.
It’s pretty obvious to everyone except you.
After he’s accepted his feelings, he’s probably gonna be the biggest show-off ever.
Tries hard in class, demonstrates his athletic ability any chance he gets, helping you with every little thing, he just wants to impress you really badly.
Definitely stares at you while you’re not looking.
(Lukas smacks the upside of his head and mumbles about how he’s being a creep.)
He’s always been on the touchy-feely side, but now multiply that by a thousand.
Arm around your shoulder 24/7.
People probably think you’re dating because of how he can’t seem to keep his hands to himself (but not in that way. Get your mind out of the gutter).
Tino teases you two about being a couple and he just awkwardly laughs about it.
People also ask if you two are a thing, and he quickly denies though he thinks to himself that he’s working on it.
Lowkey the jealous type.
He just doesn’t want to lose you to someone else!
Whenever he feels like someone’s too close to you, he takes your hand and butts into the conversation.
It’s just so painfully obvious that he likes you.
☆ Abel crushing on you;
He isn’t the type to think about someone romantically.
Like — though he would never admit it — the thought is nice, but he thinks he’s got better things to do than to act like a lovesick schoolboy.
I imagine him struggling with being intrigued by romance while not believing in it (if that makes sense). He’s discarded the notion of being in love long ago because of this inward struggle.
And that’s why he doesn’t recognize he has feelings for you.
It probably takes the smallest act for it to hit him. Maybe something on the more domestic side that gets him thinking.
I think it happened on a cold day, when the two of you are walking to the main building.
He notices that you’re shivering and grumbles something along the lines of, “you should’ve dressed according to the weather.”
He then wraps his scarf around your neck with a sigh, figuring it would kinda suck if you caught a cold.
The way you snuggle into his scarf makes his heart leap into his throat.
It was just so… cute?
The thought of you doing that to his scarf makes his cheeks heat up.
After that, he starts to recognize that everything you do is cute.
The troubled look on your face when you’re deep in thought, the adorable apology you give when you accidentally bump into someone, the slight tilt of your head when you’re listening to one of your friends…
Oh god.
He’s completely smitten by you, isn’t he?
Poor guy’s probably in denial for a month straight. I can see him being a bit distant with you, making you wonder if you’ve done something wrong.
It comes to the point where Emma confronts him about it on your behalf, and that’s how she manages to find out about his crush.
It takes him a bit to accept the fact that he has feelings (with the help of his dear sister, of course), and he eventually starts hanging around you like normal.
Except he’s way more protective of you.
Like, wayyyyyyy more.
Absolutely hates it when other people get too close to you, and isn’t above pulling you away from a conversation if he feels the need to.
“I just don’t like them,” he’ll say.
He likes keeping a hand on your back, especially when you’re walking through a crowded hallway. It feels right for him.
100% listens to your every word despite not seeming like it (he likes hearing your voice).
He also likes to write you anonymous love poems, leaving them with your books or in your dorm when you’re not looking.
At first, he wasn’t sure how you were going to react; would you find it creepy?
But then, after watching you read his first one from across the classroom, he noticed how your eyes softened and your lips turned up in a small smile.
The way you held the poem close to yourself made his heart melt.
God, you were going to be the death of him.
All in all, he probably won’t tell you about his feelings. He’s convinced himself his feelings aren’t reciprocated and that you’ll be disgusted in him.
That’s why he tried to be discrete, save for the few loving glances he throws your way and how his cheeks turns pink when you catch him.
You might have to be the first one to make a move…
☆ Ivan crushing on you;
I feel like Ivan secretly has this longing to fall in love.
Like, since he grew up with a rather lonely childhood, he’s always felt like an outsider looking in when it comes to other people.
He sees how someone can bring another person so much joy simply by existing and he wants that.
He just wants to love someone and feel loved by someone for once.
And that’s why he falls so hard for you.
Maybe it happened over the simplest acts of kindness; like that time when you picked up his pencil after it rolled off his desk.
He couldn’t ignore the way his heart fluttered when your hands brushed together.
Or maybe like the time his papers got blown away by the wind and you helped him gather them back together.
The smile you gave him practically made him melt where he was standing.
Or maybe even like that time you held the door open for him when his arms were full.
It almost caused him to tear up after you offered to help him carry something.
The more you do for him, the more he falls for you. And it doesn’t help that you’re constantly there for him, too.
Ironically enough, however — despite daydreaming about you 24/7 — he doesn’t realize he has a crush on you.
It probably takes someone like Alfred teasing him to make him realize it.
“Dude, you’re staring at that (Y/N) person like you’re some obsessed weirdo. It’s kinda hilarious! But… also kinda creepy….”
He gives Alfred a confused look. “What do you mean?”
Next to him, Yao sighs. “He means you should go talk to them instead of looking at them like lovesick puppy.”
…
It suddenly clicks.
Poor baby slaps his hands over his cheeks to cover his growing blush. He’s a stuttering mess while Alfred laughs at him and Yao rolls his eyes.
After the sudden epiphany, he’s definitely way more shy around you.
You can’t but notice that he turns red around you, fiddling with his hands while he struggles to put a sentence together.
He definitely tries to do nice things for you when he can, helping you with even the smallest tasks.
Follows you around 24/7 (Francis has made it a point that it looks like he’s stalking you, which he isn’t. He just wants to be with you).
He’s afraid that he’s bothering you, but he also doesn’t want to lose the chance to be with you. It’s a dilemma that eats away at the back of his head all day.
Alfred and Francis 100% try to play matchmaker by constantly making sure he has a chance to talk to you.
Poor thing’s too shy to make any advances, though…
If the smallest touch from you causes him to explode on the inside, how on earth could he even ask you on a date?
He’s also scared of the thought of you rejecting him. He doesn’t want to risk having you hate him; he wouldn’t know what he would do if that happened.
Though he’d rather a romantic relationship, he’s alright with being friends with you.
As long as he can just be with you, anything’s fine.
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ANON ASKS:
Hey! Uhm, could I please ask for headcannons of João and NB! Reader being best friends? Thank you! 🤍✨
João with a Non-Binary best friend
It shall be done, my dear anon!
The reader is non binary.
Warnings: N/A
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☆ Neither if you remember how you became friends.
You two know for sure your friendship started here at W.O.R.L.D. Academy, but it’s just… you don’t know how?
Like, one day you two just became besties out of know where??
It doesn’t really matter that much, but you two definitely have some sort of identity crisis whenever someone asks how you met.
“I… I don’t know… (Y/N), how did we meet??”
“… I… I don’t know either…”
Then you both proceed to stare into the void as you try to remember how you became friends.
Poor Emma was so scared cuz she thought she broke you guys.
☆ Sitting next to each other during classes is a must.
João will fight tooth and nail to make sure of that, lol.
You guys aren’t disruptive enough for the teachers to separate you, so it’s not some sort of impossible feat.
Just make sure none of them catch you two whispering to each other and giggling like morons.
Along with classes, you two sit next to each other during meals as well.
Definitely see you guys eating outside on the steps with Antonio.
Though Antonio feels like the third wheel of your friendship. But that’s why Abel, Emma, Henri, and Lovino are there every now and then, too.
Abel would rather eat alone, but Emma and Henri like to drag him along.
Expect Antonio to constantly complain about how close you guys are.
“How the hell did you find a friend like them, João?!”
☆ Everything’s lowkey a competition between you two.
Not in an aggressive way, though. It’s all really friendly and fun.
“Bet I can finish the homework before the end of class.”
“Race you to the dorms!”
“Wanna see who can make the best paper airplane?”
Even if you’re not a competitive person, it’s still a blast to fool around together.
Besides, they all end in ties.
But both of you are still lowkey keeping score.
Actually, João’s friend Chen has a book where he keeps record of the scores.
Anytime it’s the three of you, he eggs you guys on by bringing up who’s in the lead.
“Well, João did best you in Rock Paper Scissors last time…”
“Didn’t (Y/N) manage to high five Lovino first?”
And then he gets to watch you guys duke it out for the rest of the day, lol.
☆ No one is allowed to mistreat you.
If someone’s disrespecting you, expect João to immediately explode on them.
Which is really out of character for him.
And I mean REALLY.
He’s usually so chill and laidback. No one’s ever seen him yell at someone.
One time, someone was being so disrespectful that he held them by their shirt against the wall and went OFF.
He was just so tired of them being so discriminatory towards his best friend of all people!
(Arthur was there to witness it and he was just standing next to you like ??? What the fuck??? Is this really João???)
Afterwards, he apologized for causing a scene and took you out for ice cream off campus.
And made sure you were okay and didn’t feel insecure because of that one asshole.
☆ Overall, you two are besties for life.
There are never fights between you two… despite your little competitions.
Communication is key with João, and he would never let you bottle something up that he needs to know about.
Don’t be afraid to tell him about your insecurities. He’d never make fun of you for something like that.
And your secrets are kept between the two of you.
No matter how much you tease each other — and try to win in regards to Chen’s scorebook — your bond is unbreakable and nothing will change tha
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ANON ASKS:
Hi, I don't know if you're into zodiac signs, but would you do HC's or whatever you like, of a romantic relationship for Ivan x Fem Taurus Reader? I think it can be interesting!
Ivan with a Taurus S/O
While I don’t really believe in Zodiac signs, I think they’re super fun, and it’s interesting to see all of the correlations between someone and their sign. And people who shit on them are the absolute worst. Fun fact: I’m a Libra!
The reader is a female.
Warnings: N/A; FORMATTING ISSUES, WHAT THE HELL; this is very short.
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☆ It’s no surprise when the two of you got together.
Seriously. No one is shocked. You two have the best chemistry out there.
Seriously. No one is shocked. You two have the best chemistry out there.
You two work well together, sharing ideas without butting heads or argument.
The way that you would give one another shy glances from across the room, faces heating up when caught, was also a telltale sign of a budding romance.
It was only a matter of time before Ivan walking up to you, cheeks tinted pink as he asked if you wanted to go out (with all of his friends watching him from behind the corner).
That date turned into one of the best days of your life, and the two of you have been together ever since.
It’s not exactly a public relationship, but everyone know’s you’re together.
Or, at least, they think you’re together.
They probably thought you were together before you even were together.
The two of you are just so adorable, alright?!
☆ He adores your hardworking and sincere nature.
Though you can be a bit stubborn at times, he loves how you’re strong-minded and patient with him.
You’re just so kind and he doesn’t think he deserves you.
Whenever he’s feeling insecure, you’ll always make him feel secure with your actions and words.
The way that you hold his face and tell him just how wonderful he is still causes butterflies to this day.
Lazy Sundays are an absolute must with the two of you.
Just laying in one of your dorm rooms, holding each other while you ignore the rest of the world. The absolute best.
Movie dates? Movie dates.
It doesn’t matter what genre… or even the quality of the movie.
All the matters is that you’re having fun.
Sometimes, he worries about how you never ask for help.
He starts to wonder if you don’t think he’s reliable.
That’s not the case. You’re just stubborn, lol.
Even so, he does everything he can to tell you he’s there for you.
It’s mostly through actions, too.
He’ll help you with schoolwork, tasks, cleaning your dorm, just anything he can lend a hand with.
No matter how many times you tell him you’ve got it, he’s still going to help you.
Just let the soft Russian take care of you, damnit.
☆ Overall, you two have a very simple but sweet relationship.
Those who like to poke their noses into your relationship (cough cough, Alfred and Francis, cough) think it’s rather… bland.
The two of you are confused whenever they say things like that.
What, do they expect you to be fighting 24/7 or something??
It’s best to just ignore them and carry on with your relationship at your own pace.
The outside world doesn’t need to know everything. Sure, Ivan would scream how much he loves you from the highest mountain top in a heart beat, but he knows that doesn’t matter to you.
What matters is that he’s all yours, and you’re all his.
And, no matter what challenges you two face on the way — be it rumors about the “scary Russian” or nosy people who can’t keep to themselves — it’ll continue to remain that way.
Your relationship may be quiet, but your love for each other is loud.
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ANON ASKS:
Bruh, the Allies headcannons were so good??? I’m blown away???/g Anyway, can we have the same thing with the Axis Trio pls?
Being friends with the Axis Trio HCs
Aww, thank you very much! I’m surprised there are still people reading Hetalia reader inserts in the year of our lord 2021, but here I am writing Hetalia reader inserts in the year of our lord 2021, so…
The reader is gender neutral.
Warnings: N/A; weird formatting issues again??
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☆ I can imagine the circumstances of you three becoming friends was very unusual.
Maybe you were walking through campus on the weekend when you hear a cry from help come from a tree.
Maybe you were walking through campus on the weekend when you hear a cry from help come from a tree.
Upon closer inspection, you found that one Italian student — Feliciano, was it? — clinging on for dear life on the top branch.
You asked him if he was alright, to which he responded with, “I WAS TRYING TO TIE MY SHOELACES AND THEN I GOT STUCK IN A TREE!!”
… Surely, there were some steps in between that predicament.
Before you could offer your assistance, a loud voice made you turn to see a blonde marching full speed ahead with a smaller black-haired male in tow.
“FELI!! HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET UP THERE?!”
Feliciano responded with the same thing he told you with the addition of, “LUDWIG!! HELP ME!!”
The smaller male said something that was too quiet for you to hear while the blonde (Ludwig, you presumed) gave a frustrated sigh. “Do you think you can jump down, Feli?”
The response he got was a rapid head shake from the Italian student.
“Of course,” Ludwig growled.
You watched as the blonde attempted to climb the tree, each branch threatening to snap under his weight. After a good 10 minutes of him almost falling, he seemed to decide it was a fruitless effort.
“Kiku,” he began, “do you think you could get on my shoulders?”
The smaller male, Kiku, looked taken aback. “Er… I mean, I can try…”
Another 10 minutes passed as the two tried their best with the two-man tower.
“Do you think you could grab on to that branch and climb towards Feli?”
“Uh… no. I fear it will break on me. I’m sorry.”
“What about that one?”
“Um… it’s too high up.”
“Mein Gott, Feli. How the hell did you manage to get up there?!”
Eventually, Kiku gave a small sigh. “Feli, I think you have to jump down.”
Feliciano frantically shook his head. “NO WAY! NO WAY!!”
“Don’t worry,” Ludwig called up. “Kiku will catch you!”
Kiku did a double take. “I will—?”
The Italian seemed a bit more comforted at this, but still shook his head. “He’s too far away!! What if he doesn’t catch me??”
“Verdammt,” Ludwig cursed to himself. “We’re one man too short..!”
Kiku hummed. “If only we had other person…”
“…”
“…”
They then slowly turned towards you.
“…”
“…”
“…”
The next 10 minutes were spent situating yourself on Kiku’s shoulders while Ludwig crouched on the ground.
“Alright,” the blonde began, “I’m going to slowly stand up. Ready?”
You and Kiku hesitantly nodded.
“3… 2… 1…”
The tower slowly emerged from the ground, Ludwig trying to remain as steady as possible while Kiku held on to your legs with an iron grip.
It was a bit shaky — and you feared you were going to fall — but the tower successfully achieved its maximum height and you were practically at eye level with Feliciano.
“Okay,” you started with an uneasy voice, “don’t—”
Before you could get your sentence out, Feliciano sent himself flying into your arms, causing the tower to topple over.
The landing was rough for all of you, but you miraculously didn’t get concussed from it as Feliciano rubbed his cheek against your shoulder.
“THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!”
However, an angry growl caused him to immediately freeze.
“FELICIANO!!!!”
For the rest of the afternoon, you got to see the poor Italian get chased around by a fuming Ludwig, Kiku standing next to you with a wistful smile.
“By the way,” he began, “thank you for the help.” He gave a small polite bow. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around before. What is your name?”
“(Y/N),” you told him, still watching the chase sequence unfold in front of you. “Uh… should we stop them?”
Kiku shook his head. “Maybe. But I usually like to let them deal with it on their own.”
“This happens often?”
“Sort of,” the small male shrugged. “But you’ll get used to it.”
It was then that you realized you’ll be seeing the trio more often.
☆ You’re basically friends for life after that.
After valiantly saving Feli from the tree, you were invited to do everything with them. Which includes…
Eating meals together — this includes breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And those small breaks during the day Feli calls “siestas.”
Doing homework in one of the empty club rooms — Ludwig likes to be on top of everyone’s grades 24/7, so be prepared for an itemized to-do list and study drills.
Hanging out literally everywhere on the school’s campus — Kiku personally likes the more quieter places, like the small duck pond.
It actually surprised you how quickly they accepted you as their own. You practically knew everything about them within the first week of being friends (though that’s probably because Feli can’t keep his mouth shut).
They all act like you’ve always been in the friend group, and (to an outsider’s point of view) you practically have.
☆ You’re kind of like Feliciano’s cooler older sibling.
Along with Ludwig, you’re always keeping him in line and making sure he’s staying out of trouble.
Except you don’t yell at him like Ludwig does.
So he always slacks off when you’re around, since he knows he’s not going to get harshly reprimanded for it.
And, as long as he’s not getting stuck in any more trees, you basically allow him too, which upsets Ludwig to no end.
“But (Y/N) let’s me talk to pretty girls during class!”
“THAT’S BECAUSE (Y/N) SPOILS YOU!!”
Yeah, you get a lot of lectures about how you’re pretty lenient with Feli.
Lovino 100% hates you, by the way.
He sees you as competition for “best sibling.”
Whenever he’s around, you’re always getting snide remarks, cold glared, and just straight up hurtful insults from him.
Don’t worry, though. Feli won’t accept any (Y/N) slander in this house.
“(Y/N) is the best in the entire world!! Don’t you DARE treat them like that, Lovino!!”
It’ll seem so out of character for him, but he’s not afraid to tell his brother off for how he’s treating you.
He’ll then whisk you away to cook something together as an apology for Lovino’s behavior.
“Give him some time,” he’ll tell you while getting the pasta out. “He’ll come around and see just how amazing you are!”
Feli actually loves to teach you how to cook, and it’s a tradition to cook something for the other two every Friday night.
Whether you’re good at it or not, cooking with Feli is amazing.
It’s surprisingly therapeutic, and you get to see Feli’s artistic side show with how he prepares meals.
No matter how bad your day is, a good meal with the greatest artist in the whole world will always put a smile on your face.
… Even if the two of you leave a big mess for Ludwig to clean up afterwards.
☆ You’re basically Ludwig’s therapist at this point.
Poor guy’s got a lot on his plate.
Feliciano being Feliciano, everyone constantly begging him for help on things, dealing with loud and obnoxious classmates…
… Oh. And there’s also his brother.
Gilbert’s constantly embarrassing his poor younger brother.
You’ve probably seen every single baby picture of Ludwig at this point.
“Did you know Little Luddy used to crawl into my bed at night because he thought there was a monster in his closet?”
Please help poor Ludwig shoo his tormentor away.
Venting is definitely a thing he does all the time. He just need someone to listen to his problems.
Because he feels bad about it, though, he’ll always bake you something afterwards. You’re probably one of the only people in the entire school who knows he can bake.
Hugs from Ludwig are the best. Oh my god.
He always acts like he can’t give them, but he’s secretly one of the best huggers out there.
Need to be held? He’s your guy.
As long as it’s just you and him, he’ll sit there with you for hours.
He also likes receiving hugs, but he’ll never tell you that.
You’ll always know when he needs one, though. It’s the way he gets all huffy and flustered that tells you.
Just open your arms and he’ll walk right into them.
He always looks to you for advice, especially on things regarding relationships. Not necessarily romantic ones, just relationships with friends.
In return, he’ll help you on homework and study for tests.
Even if you don’t usually study, it’s actually really helpful when he’s there.
Probably helps you understand things better than any teacher ever could.
If it wasn’t for him, you and Feli would probably be failing that damn math class.
☆ Kiku takes a bit longer to warm up to you.
It’s not because he doesn’t like you or anything, it’s just he’s a bit more shy than the other two.
He’s very polite and talks to you in a formal manner (which he also does with the other two, but he acts more casual around them).
Probably addresses you by your last name, despite you constantly telling him to call you by your first.
The atmosphere between you two was a bit awkward during the first two weeks of knowing each other.
A lot of “how are you” conversations and long pauses of silence.
When he learned you liked the same shows as him, however, he suddenly became very talkative.
You two definitely have binge sessions at one of your dorm rooms.
Snacks, blankets, cute little plushies, expect watching an entire series in one sitting.
Friending each other on gacha mobile games? Absolutely.
You two 100% play Neko Atsume and talk about the little cats you get.
After a while, he began addressing you by your first name, and got more casual with how he speaks to you.
There’s still a bit of formality when it comes to him, of course. But that’s just who he is in general.
Don’t be afraid to tell him about your problems. Kiku’s a great listener and gives thoughtful advice.
If there’s ever anything you need help on, he’s your guy. He likes to lend a hand on projects and research.
Being in a group project with Kiku is the absolute best (along with Ludwig. Feli… well… he’s there for moral support).
Despite being a relatively hard worker, though, slacking off with him is even better.
You, Kiku, and Feli doing one of those “siesta” things, sitting around and doing nothing? Chef’s kiss.
Just make sure Ludwig doesn’t know you all are avoiding responsibilities…
☆ Overall, you’ve basically made friends for life.
Sure, they can be a bit too much to handle every now and then, but they’ll always stay by your side no matter what.
No one is allowed to hurt you. At all.
Classmates, teachers, exes, it doesn’t matter.
Feli will immediately get sassy with whoever he needs to.
Ludwig will go on a 10+ hour lecture about how amazing you are.
Even Kiku will get defensive when it comes to your honor.
And, in return, you’ve got their backs.
Hear a cry for help from Feli? You’re there in 0.2 seconds to save him (and fuck up whoever you need to fuck up).
Someone giving Ludwig a hard time about him being uptight? They’re not allowed to when you’ve got a 50 page essay about how much he’s done for you and your friends.
Is Kiku in an inescapable social situation that he can’t “maybe” his way out of? You’ve got him covered in an instant.
The four of you are like family and nothing will ever change that.
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Being friends with the Allies HCs
Grand debut for this blog! I wanted to kick it off with something shenanigans filled. It’s also a bit on the lengthy side, but that’s because I’m writing for 6 people at once. Hope you enjoy!
The reader is gender neutral.
Warnings: N/A; though this is my time posting this because the other one had a weird formatting issue. This one still does, so sorry about that.
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☆ Because Alfred’s the most outgoing of the group, he probably befriended you first.
I can see you two’s friendship starting in class, when he would always lean over and ask you questions.
“Psst! (Y/N)! What’s number 4?”
“Hey, (Y/N)! Is this right??”
“Yo, (Nick/N)! Do you have the notes?”
For the longest time, your relationship with Alfred was pretty much him being confused in class and depending on you for clarification.
He even developed a nickname for you, despite not knowing each other too well.
You guys would sometimes talk before and after class, maybe even share a few comments during the lesson, but you didn’t think your mutual acquaintanceship was anything beyond just that.
Until one day, when you walked into class to see Alfred talking to that Francis guy.
It wasn’t uncommon to see Francis at Alfred’s desk; you knew they were close friends and hung out a lot.
So you just sat down next at your desk next to them and got yourself situated for class.
“Yo, (N/N)!”
You looked at Alfred quizzically.
“Me and my friends are gonna order pizza at the new place close to the school and have a movie screening at Yao’s dorm,” he said with a grin. “Think you can make it?”
Blinking a few times, you let a dumbfounded look cross your features.
Was he inviting you to hang out with his friends?
You glanced at Francis, who was giving you a soft smile. You two never talked (maybe once or twice a while back), but he seemed nice enough.
A bit on the dramatic and flirty side, but still nice.
He seemed to sense your hesitance and decided to speak up (his French accent very prominent). “Don’t worry about feeling awkward. Everyone’s really nice, and we’re curious to know who the wizard is behind Alfred’s good grades.”
It was shocking to know Alfred’s mentioned you to his friends before.
After deciding to say yes, you learned the time and exchanged a few more words with Francis before he sat down at his own desk.
You could barely pay attention to the teacher (much to Alfred’s dismay) because your mind was preoccupied with the thought of Alfred’s friends.
What were they going to be like?
☆ The movie screening night (which commenced on a small portable television on top of a bedside table) went surprisingly well.
… though Alfred and Francis neglected to mention a few things.
First of all, that Russian guy who is rumored to be “wicked scary” is in the friend group.
You weren’t one to believe in silly gossip, but it still was a bit surprising to see the notorious scary Russian sitting on Yao’s bed, panda plush in his lap and a childish grin on his face.
He was also wearing a scarf, despite the room being a nice temperature.
Alfred introduced him as Ivan, and you realized that he wasn’t as bad as the rumors made him out to be.
Other than the off-putting and unsettling comments he made every now and then, he’s actually quite adorable.
Alfred also neglected to mention that he had a brother named Matthew.
He’s very quiet and timid; almost the exact opposite of Alfred.
Poor guy gets talked over a lot, and almost no one seems to recognize he’s there (besides Francis).
Once Ivan got up for something and sat back down right on Matthew without even noticing.
Throughout the hectic night, you tried to make sure he wasn’t being completely ignored and forgotten.
Another thing you learned was that the British guy — Arthur — seemed to bicker with Alfred and Francis.
A lot.
There was a gentlemanly vibe with him, and he was quite nice to you when Alfred was introducing you to everyone, but it was easy for the American or the Frenchman to rile him up.
It was hard to pay attention to the movie when every other minute was interrupted with either Alfred doing something annoying to Arthur and causing them to go back and forth with snide comments, or Francis saying something shady to Arthur and almost starting a fistfight.
It got to the point where Yao threatened to kick everyone out of his room.
Speaking of whom, you learned that Yao was the oldest in the friend group.
You also learned that he was obsessed with cute things, though it didn’t really take talking to him to figure that one out; one glance at his decked out room was enough to tell you.
Poor guy seemed too tired for this halfway through the night, and it was no shock to you when he said he didn’t even want the movie screening to happen.
There was one time where he had to yell at everyone to shut up, and Alfred said something along the lines of, “oh, crap! Yao’s close to snapping again!!”
You didn’t know what that meant, but you weren’t planning on finding out.
All and all, the night was a blast. You made good friends with everyone, and it was entertaining to see all of their shenanigans play out.
When everyone was getting ready to return to their dorms, Arthur asked if you wanted to sit with them at the cafeteria for every meal.
You weren’t really given a chance to say no, as everyone voiced that they were on board with the idea, so you accepted the offer.
Long story short, you just got roped into the most chaotic friend group you’ve ever seen.
☆ Alternatively, I can see the others introducing you to the friend group as well.
In terms of being outgoing, Francis comes in at a close second. He can start a conversation over some of the most mundane things.
You probably accidentally bumped into each other while leaving class, and talked about a wide variety of things while going to your next class.
The two of you actually have the same schedule, so the tradition of waiting for the other at the door before going to your next classes was formed.
One day, he mentioned that his friends were having a movie screening and invited you to come along. The rest is pretty much history after that.
Meanwhile, Ivan’s a bit more shy when it comes to making friends. He’s quite friendly and cheerful, but his lack of friends during his childhood makes it really hard for him to be as outgoing as Alfred or Francis.
It’d probably take a partner assignment to start your friendship. You decided to pick him as your partner since you were the last two left.
While working in class, you got to know more about each other and formed a mutual bond of sorts. Even after the partner assignment, you found yourself working with him a lot.
I can imagine him being excited to show the group his new friend, so he invites you to the movie screening. It definitely shocks everyone that Ivan has a friend outside of the group.
Matthew is on the shy side, just like Ivan, and it takes a while for him to make friends as well. He’s just so quiet that most people forget about him.
Except I don’t see it taking too long for the two of you to be friends. All it took was you saying, “guys, I can’t hear Matthew” in a group project for you two to be instant BFFs.
If you’re introverted, the two of you help each other in social situations. If you’re extroverted, you help coax him out of his shell of timidity at his own pace (definitely a “excuse me, he asked for no pickles” friendship).
I can see Arthur finding out about your friendship and suggesting Matthew to invite you to the movie screening. And it was so (with Matthew warning you that his friends are a little chaotic).
Speaking of Arthur, he’s not necessarily shy, but he’s also not necessarily outgoing. He’s good at making acquaintances but terrible at making actual friends.
You two only met because of a presentation project you had to work on, and your relationship was pretty formal. Not uncomfortably so, but the lack of casualness made it hard to even consider each other “acquaintances.”
While working in class, you ran out of time to do everything, so he invited you to finish up in the library after classes. Everything was going smoothly until Alfred just so happened to show up.
You got to see them squabble with each other, and eventually Alfred introduced himself and told you all about Arthur’s middle school escapades. Poor Arthur tried to shoo his pseudo little brother away, which led to Alfred inviting you to the moving screening so you could hear more (much to the Brit’s dismay).
Yao doesn’t really “make friends.” He either adopts acquaintances and treats them like his children, or he’s forced to tolerate people that he basically considers coworkers.
Because you offered him a pencil on the first day of school, you’re pretty sure you fall under the adopted acquaintance category. This is actually really nice because he gives you snacks during class and offers help on work all the time.
One day, he brought you to his dorm room (to retrieve a pack of glitter pens for a poster board assignment) only to see there were about 4 people chilling in there. He had to explain he didn’t actually have 4 roommates, it’s just that his weirdo friends sometimes drop by his room unannounced to raid his snack drawers.
While the two of you were there, Alfred proposed the idea of pizza and a movie screening in Yao’s room, which everyone was on board with (except Yao). He even invited you to join, despite not even knowing you left name, and I’m sure you know how everything else goes.
☆ All of you get together to hang out at least every day.
Whether it’s watching a game, walking around the school campus, or just sitting at the cafeteria, there’s never a day where you all are seen together.
Goofing off in class is a must; even Arthur and Matthew will participate.
When you have a class with a couple of your friends, the teacher has to separate you guys (but you’ll always find a way to cause shenanigans).
Passing notes, paper airplanes, and rubber band projectiles are utilized on a daily basis. If you think you guys aren’t above such childish things, think again.
If there’s even 3 of you in the same class, it’s absolute chaos.
God forbid a class with all of you in it (your poor language arts teacher).
All of you collectively probably cause the cafeteria to sound louder than it should. There are some loud figures at this school, but nothing compares to the volumes you guys can reach.
Study groups to work on homework are extremely common, but there are a few complications that come with this.
First of all, you all are banned from the library (thank Alfred, Francis, and Arthur for that one. Long story short, they accidentally caused a cool domino effect with the bookcases).
Second of all, since there are 7 of you, the dorm rooms can feel a little cramped, and everyone’s roommates are tired of being kicked out of there rooms.
Because of this, you all decided to choose the pavilion outside as your designated spot. Just make sure you get something heavy to put on top of your papers (RIP Arthur’s trigonometry homework).
Arguments are also extremely common, and you may find yourself being the mediator in them. Between Francis and Arthur, you’re usually the one to step in and break it up (surprisingly, it’s Francis that stops the argument between Alfred and Arthur).
There have been a couple of times where Yao’s snapped and you all needed to work together to reign him back in.
“BREATHING EXERCISES, YAO. IN THROUGH YOUR NOSE, OUT THROUGH YOUR— OW!! SOMEONE GRAB HIS LEGS.”
You sometimes have to be the voice of poor Matthew in an argument, since he’s almost always ignored (and he’s just not a confrontational guy in general). It’s like a game of telephone.
“Matthew said he’s tired of you sitting on him, Ivan.”
☆ Despite your constant bickering with one another, you all have each other’s backs.
Need something spontaneous to take your mind off of things? Alfred’s got an entire mental list of fun activities to distract you.
Need to hear words of encouragement or just that you’re good enough? Francis is always one phone call away to tell you just how amazing you are.
Need a good hug because you’re feeling stressed or lonely? Ivan’s arms are open and will always let you run into them.
Need someone to listen to you vent about your problems and worries? Matthew’s a great listener and gives the best advice.
Need someone to coach you through a tough concept in school without any judgment? Arthur’s got you covered and would happily help.
Need someone to keep you on top of your health and make sure you’re taking care of yourself? Yao’s practically your supportive father.
If anyone tries to hurt you, it’s war.
Any sort of bullies? They’re down to beat someone up.
An ex giving you a hard time? They’re always surrounding you like some sort the secret service.
A teacher being unfair or treating you poorly? They’re already marching down to the headmaster’s office to get them fired.
Long story short, don’t mess with the group of hooligans who aren’t afraid to fight 24/7.
Your friends have stuck with you through the hardest times, and you couldn’t be more grateful.
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CLUSTERFUCK-YANDERE ARCHIVES.
A blog for yandere content. This blog does not exist anymore, as it has moved to @clusterfuck-yandere. That blog is also dead, so… whoops.
WARNING: YANDERE THEMES AHEAD. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK.
⁀➷ LEON KENNEDY MASTERLIST:
Puppy Obsession I — GN reader
Puppy Obsession II — GN reader
Puppy Obsession III — GN reader
Puppy Obsession IV — GN reader
⁀➷ CARLOS OLIVEIRA MASTERLIST:
Rednsuch Prompt List #17 — GN Reader
⁀➷ BERTHOLDT HOOVER MASTERLIST:
General Yandere HCs — GN cadet reader
⁀➷ MARCO BODT MASTERLIST:
General Yandere HCs — GN cadet reader
⁀➷ WALLY WEST MASTERLIST:
General Yandere HCs — GN hero reader
⁀➷ NICO DI ANGELO MASTERLIST:
General Yandere HCs — Male reader
⁀➷ PERCY JACKSON MASTERLIST:
General Yandere HCs — GN reader
⁀➷ JASON TODD MASTERLIST:
Crying In Your Sleep HCs — Female reader
Fairy Reader and Injured Jason — GN reader
⁀➷ DICK GRAYSON MASTERLIST:
General Yandere HCs — GN reader
Rednsuch Prompt List #50 — GN reader
⁀➷ KEIGO TAKAMI MASTERLIST:
Cutting His Wings — Yandere GN reader
⁀➷ DBH CONNOR MASTERLIST:
Rednsuch Prompt List #3 — GN reader
⁀➷ DIMITRI ALEXANDRE BLAIDDYD MASTERLIST:
General PTS Yandere HCs — GN reader
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ANON ASKS:
could i get some yan dimitri from fe3h? maybe pre time skip puppy love ;w;
I AS MUCH AS I LOVE FLUFFY CAPE DIMA, PRE-TIMESKIP PUPPY LOVE DIMA IS FAR SUPERIOR.
Pre-timeskip Yandere Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd x Reader
This is in HC format.
The reader is gender neutral.
Content warning: obsessive behavior, delusional themes, overprotective behavior, slightly aggressive behavior.
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— His obsession with you on your birthday.
You nearly forgot about the professor inviting you to have tea, which is why you found yourself running through the halls of Garreg Mach in hopes that you wouldn’t be late.
Being in such a hurry meant you didn’t slow down while rounding the corner.
And that’s how you ran into him.
Both of you stumbled backwards, blinking from the initial shock of the collision. A quick apology was about to leave your lips before you realized who you ran into;
Prince Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd.
Your mind completely halted.
Uh-oh.
“Y-Your highness,” you stuttered, immediately standing upright. “I’m— I apologize! I didn’t see where I was going, and…”
You trailed off when you noticed how he was staring at you.
It was… weird.
Like he was shocked or in a dazed state.
Worried he hit his head, you took a step closer to get a better look at him.
“Your highness?”
When you reached to put a hand on his shoulder, you could feel his entire body tense as his cheeks flushed.
That’s when the prince’s retainer — Dedue, you remember — appeared, worry written all over his face.
“Your highness,” he softly began, “are you alright?”
Fortunately, the presence of his retainer seemed to snap the blonde out of his trance. “H-Huh? Oh—! Yes… yes, I am.”
The Duscuran turned towards you with a blank expression. “What happened?”
“I was in a rush,” you started, “and—”
“It’s alright,” Dimitri quickly interrupted. “I wasn’t watching where I was going.”
The look he gave you was… well… you didn’t know how to explain it.
“I should’ve been more careful. I’m terribly sorry, your highness.” You gave a polite bow to further your apology.
“All is well,” the prince assured, smile slightly bigger than normal. “I should’ve been more careful as well.”
He continued to stare at you with… those eyes.
Awkwardly, you decide to take your leave, still feeling his gaze on you.
You didn’t even hear what he said to his retainer.
“Dedue… I think I found my betrothed…!”
— If you weren’t in the Blue Lions house before, expect to be recruited by Professor Byleth on behalf of Dimitri.
It was shocking to hear that the Prince of Faerghus specifically wanted you.
I mean, the only interaction you had was when you ran into him on your birthday. Maybe the professor had the wrong person?
“Nope,” Byleth said. “Dimitri asked for you. He said you would be valuable to the Blue Lions.”
You could only blankly stare at the professor. Maybe Dimitri has watched you train?
If you were to take up on the offer, expect a celebration thrown in your favor; not only because the other Blue Lions want the latest recruit to feel welcomed, but because the prince specifically ordered it.
If you were to decline the offer, expect to see other Blue Lion members try to convince you to reconsider.
“The prince really wants you to join,” Ashe will reason with you.
“His highness probably has the hots for you,” Sylvain will wink.
“Prince Dimitri is really nice,” Mercedes will try to persuade you.
If you still decline, Dimitri’s not afraid to go straight to Rhea and demand you get moved to the Blue Lions.
It might sound crazy, but he’s got a few cards up his sleeve to convince the Archbishop.
He is the soon-to-be King of Faerghus, after all…
— He used to write you love letters all the time.
The first time you received one made you feel flattered.
It talked about how wonderful you were, and your eyes were pretty.
But as more and more showed up at your door, they began to sound more… well.. creepy.
“Your skin feels like porcelain, and I wish to feel it every day.”
“You smell like my every daydream, and I wish to never stop smelling you.”
“Your naked form is that of an angel’s, and I would do anything to bask in its glory.”
But the one that really made your skin crawl was the following;
“You look like the most peaceful river when you sleep.”
Since the letters were anonymous, you had no idea who was sending you the creepy messages.
All you could to was go to the professor, who talked to the other teachers about it.
The result was a lecture given to each house about harassment.
The teachers made it a point that “sending nonstop letters about how you want to stroke someone’s hair” was under the harassment umbrella.
It actually helped; the letters stopped immediately after.
If only you saw the guilty look on Dimitri’s face during the lecture.
— He tries his best to be helpful for you.
And, to his credit, you do appreciate how you can always depend on him.
But it can get a bit… overbearing… at times.
It’s like you can’t do anything for yourself.
Picking up books, writing notes, opening doors, don’t even try to do your chores. He’s got it all covered for you.
And don’t even think about going on the battlefield.
Dear goddess, he will throw a fit.
“You shouldn’t! It’s too dangerous for you!!”
It’s obvious the prince has a soft spot for you (to which Sylvain teases him for).
Some even hold a grudge against you for it.
But don’t worry. No one’s allowed to be rude to you.
Not when Dimitri’s giving them death stares
And poor Dedue has to follow orders without question.
“Make sure nothing happens to (Y/N),” Dimitri will say on a daily basis.
Usually, he hates giving his retainer official orders.
When it comes to you, however, he has to make an exception.
How else is he going to guarantee your safety?
— He tries to get into your room while you’re asleep.
It was only him standing at your door for the longest time, but he’s recently been getting apprehensive about not seeing you.
He simply has to see your face.
Ever since the letters, however, you’ve been locking your room at night…
Yeah, that won’t stop Dimitri.
It’s easy for him to break the doorknob and enter your room.
He tries to be as quiet as possible, sneaking into your room and standing at the foot of your bed to watch you.
He has to hold his hand over his mouth so you don’t hear his heavy breaths.
You’re just so perfect…
Perfect for him…
You’re honestly everything he could ever hope for.
It takes everything in his power to not jump into the bed with you and hold you close.
He’s gone by the morning, giving a guilty glance towards the doorknob on his way out.
He also tries to close the door as quietly as possible… as if you’re not going to notice how the doorknob’s completely fucked.
It’ll literally the first thing you see in the morning.
You’re not sure what exactly happened to it, since it wasn’t like that in the morning??
It definitely leaves you uneasy. What if somebody…?
No, that wouldn’t happen…
Not at Garreg Mach…
… right?
— He’s in complete shambles any time you touch him.
And it could be the smallest touch, too.
Handing him something and your hands brush together? His heart his racing.
Giving him a pat on his back? His face is completely red.
Bumping shoulders by accident through the corridors? His stomach leaps into his chest.
After any sort of physical contact he has with you, he’ll gush to Dedue about how wonderful you are, and how he doesn’t deserve such an angel.
Poor Dedue has to uncomfortably listen to him go on and on about you just even looking at the prince.
And, don’t get me wrong, he’s excited his liege is in love.
It’s just… well…
Sylvain puts it the best.
“He’s like some lovesick puppy when it comes to that (Y/N) person!”
It also doesn’t help that he hears the prince mumbling about you while staring off into space.
“I can’t wait for us to be wed, my (Y/N)… it’ll be the happiest day of our lives…!!”
Dedue can only stare at Dimitri like, I think that’s planning a bit to far ahead…
Again, he’s excited for his liege…
… but he’s also worried…
— He suddenly becomes extremely possessive of you.
It was like a flip switched in Dimitri’s mind.
Sylvain and Ingrid were talking about how impressive your new combat technique was (not that you would be able to use it in battle), and Dimitri began talk about how amazing you are.
“Sylvain let’s a chortle escape his lips. “You know, for someone who does nothing but talk about them, I’m surprised you haven’t ask them out yet.”
The redhead then began to talk about how he can be Dimitri’s wingman, but the prince wasn’t listening. He was too preoccupied with the horrifying realization that you two weren’t officially together.
He spent all of this time fantasizing about you, he’s neglected to actually profess his love to you..!
What if someone tries to take you away from him because they think you’re available?!
He walks away from the conversation and immediately looks for you.
He has to let you know he loves you!!
When he finds you, however, his throat becomes dry and his hands start fidgeting…
He suddenly remembered why he hasn’t professed his love to you yet…
Your very presence causes him to feel absolutely weak.
Which is why he makes sure no one is a potential love interest for you.
And I mean no one.
Teachers, his friends, even Dedue.
Your eyes have to be on him and him alone!
He’s now by your side 24/7, making sure no one’s making advances on his betrothed.
No one’s allowed to flirt with you, touch you, or even look at you a certain way. Unless they want a Lance to be pointed at them, it’s probably best they stay stay away from you…
It’s like you have your own guard dog…
And it’s kind of awkward to have a guard dog who has his own guard dog…
— He can be absolutely fucking terrifying.
Say someone isn’t leaving you alone.
They keep glancing at you from across the classroom, constantly try to get your attention, flirt with you…
… despite Dimitri’s constant death flares towards them…
Yeah. Pray for them.
He’s not afraid to pick someone up by their neck, holding them in the air as his expression grows dark.
“I’d suggest you stop harassing (Y/N),” he’ll warn them. “Your constant pestering isn’t wanted here.”
Onlookers will watch this scene on fold with pure shock.
What the hell did that person do to get the prince so mad??
The poor student will vigorously nod (well, as best as they can with their neck being squeezed), running off as soon as they’re dropped to the floor.
And all you and Dedue can do is just share a nervous glance.
What the fuck has gotten into the prince?!
He’s usually not so confrontational, and he hates creating scenes…
Why on earth would he do something like that over a student just trying to talk to you??
Afterwards, he’ll return to normal, staring at you with those lovesick eyes as he talks about your excellent job on the exam.
The atmosphere will return to normal after a bit, but you’ll never forget how dark his eyes got when he did that…
And goddess forbid if that student tries to talk to you again.
Expect to never see that student again.
A search party will go out for them, guards will question students about their last known whereabouts, it’s an extremely big deal at Garreg Mach.
No student has ever mysteriously vanished before…
You can’t help but shake the feeling…
No…
It can’t be…
But, then again…
Things suddenly start to make sense in your mind.
Those love letters that you received a while ago….
You know, during the same time Dimitri suddenly became so helpful to you…
Your doorknob always being broken…
You know, during the same time Dimitri started to be at your side 24/7…
That student going missing…
You know, during the same time Dimitri held them by their neck after “harassing you…”
Oh god.
You remember just how calm Dimitri was during the entire search.
He said something along the lines of, “maybe they went somewhere they shouldn’t of… or did something they shouldn’t of.”
Did the prince really do something to them…?
Anytime you would ask him about the disappearance, he would get this guilty look.
But not like a criminal kind of guilty;
It was like a dog who did something bad.
No matter how hard he tried to dodge the question, you knew he had something to do with it…
There was no doubt about it.
— Overall, a happy Dimitri is a stable Dimitri.
All he wants to do it be by your side, making sure you’re safe and sound.
He would never do anything to hurt you; that would be his nightmare.
He thinks of you as some sort of deity that saved his life (despite doing nothing that causes a debt for him to repay).
He’s waiting for the day he can officially bring you home so you can be married.
It’s your destiny to be his betrothed whether you know it or not. As long as you don’t have eyes for another, everything will be fine.
Make sure you do everything according to his fantasies about you.
Accept his flowers with a gracious smile.
Allow him to help you with chores and domestic task (like the good soon-to-be-husband he is).
Say yes to him when he eventually gathers enough courage to ask you out.
If you don’t, it’ll be hell for everyone else…
As time passes, you’ll be the only thing that keeps Dimitri semi-sane.
It’s a burden that you must carry if you know what’s good for the sake of everyone around you.
You’re his angel; his everything.
So make sure to play part when he’s at his worst.
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ANON ASKS:
Please🙏 yandere Jason with a fairy darling that heals him from a severe injury?
This is actually pretty interesting, since I’m not really a fantasy-ish writer. I was thinking about Tinker Bell the entire time while writing this, LMAO.
This one’s a bit shorter and might not read off as “yandere” like my other Jason HCs, but I guess that’s because I want y’all to recover from the shock that was the nightmare one.
Yandere Jason Todd x Fairy Reader
This is in HC format.
The reader is gender neutral.
Content warning: Severe injury, blood, slightly protective behavior, this one’s actually really light-hearted and sweet.
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— You first saw him at a church cemetery.
Since being a fairy in Gotham City was difficult (to say the least), you decided your best bet was to live in a place where trouble was least likely to find you.
And, for the most part, you lived a surprisingly trouble-free life.
But that changed one night when you heard footsteps in the distance.
No one was supposed to be tending to the graves that night, so you already knew something was wrong. And you didn’t want to stick around to find out what.
When you were about to hide, however, a wounded man clutching his abdomen came into view.
He had gigantic claw marks engraved deeply into his side. Like some big animal tore into him.
His skin was also deathly pale from how much he was bleeding.
A grunt of pain came from his lips and he leaned against a gravestone. He didn’t seem to notice your presence as he gave out shaky breaths and struggled to keep his eyes open.
Thoughts of how he even managed to get this far were pushed aside when you realized he probably didn’t have much longer.
You immediately flew to him and pressed a hand on his wound. A painful groan escaped his chest as he stared at you through one eye cracked open.
He looked like he wanted to say something, but the sentence quickly died on his tongue when your hand began to glow.
With your magic, you managed to seal the gashes closed until there were only scars left. Dried blood still clung on his skin, but at least he wasn’t bleeding out anymore.
A sigh left the man’s lips after you were finished. He lulled his head to the side and let his eyelids flutter closed.
You thought he was asleep, so you began to fly away.
But then his gruff voice croaked out, “wait.”
You turn around to see him looking at you with hooded eyes. It takes a few moments for him to say something.
“… Th… Thanks…”
— He properly thanks you in the morning.
You decided to check if he was still there leaning against the tombstone.
And, sure enough, he is.
He looks a bit shocked at your appearance, despite seeing you last night (maybe he was in too much pain to register anything).
You don’t blame him, really. Not many humans get to see a fairy in real life.
It still made you feel a bit self-conscious as he stared at your wings, though.
“Wha… what are you?”
You explained that you were a fairy and you used your magic to heal his wounds.
It only takes a few seconds for him to get over his shock.
He’s heard of — and seen — crazier shit, after all.
“I… I don’t know how to thank you,” he mumbled, looking at his healed wound.
“I couldn’t just let you die,” you responded.
He begins to stand up, using the headstone as a support. It surprises him how there’s only a slight soreness in his abdomen.
“I’d be dead if it weren’t for you,” he says. “And for that, I owe you my life.”
No matter how much you insist he owes you nothing, he continues to tell you how he’s in debt to you.
You jokingly think to yourself that he’s worshipping you like some sort of god.
He decides to stick around a little longer, asking questions about what it’s like to be a fairy.
It feels nice to have someone to talk to, so you answer his questions to the best of your ability. You even showcase some of your magical abilities to him.
He seems to be invested with your wings, mesmerized with how the sun catches them.
To him, you look like some sort of angel.
You definitely play the part as one, anyway.
Eventually, he begrudgingly tells you that he has to get going. He has places to be (and a certain crocodile to even the score with).
Before he goes, however, he assures you that he’ll be back.
The promise makes you intrigued for what the future may hold.
— When he returns, he gives you a gift.
Shiny rocks, berries, flowers, and honey all neatly assorted in a basket.
He tells you he read that fairies like this kind of stuff (which isn’t far from the truth; the shiny rocks definitely caught your attention).
The two of you sit under a tree, getting to know each other better and exchanging stories.
It shocks you how crazy his life is, though you’re not one to talk.
You have your handful of wild stories before you began living in the cemetery.
Humans can be cruel creatures, after all.
He’s actually upset to hear some of the stories you tell.
“He tried to take your wings?!”
You solemnly nod, giving a shrug. “I’ve had that almost happen a couple of times. I guess fairy wings are that pretty to humans.”
He agrees that your wings are a sight to behold, but he’s still pissed about the thought of something like that happening multiple times.
“If someone even tries that while I’m around,” he begins in a low tone, “I’m gonna fucking kill them.”
And, from some of the stories he’s shared, you can tell that’s no empty threat.
Oddly enough, however, it warms your heart to know this human would protect you despite only knowing you for a short while.
“You saved my life,” he reminds you. “I would do anything for you.”
By the time it’s late enough for fireflies to be out, he has an assortment of flowers in his hair from you styling it.
He has to leave again, but once again promises that he’ll be back.
You exchange your goodbyes and he walks out with the flowers still in his hair.
(If anyone comments on about it, he’ll put a bullet between their eyes.)
— Overall, he’s extremely nice and caring towards you.
It might seem a bit out of character for him to act this way, but you wouldn’t know that.
You just think he’s the soft crimelord vigilante who showers you with gifts and gratitude after that one time you saved his life.
Some of his associates notice the his slight change in behavior.
He seems a bit more content with his life.
The flowers you give him are on his person at all times and he wears the bracelet you made.
Hugs are always a must and he loves holding you against his chest.
He’ll tell you about his recent shenanigans while you sit in his lap and decorate him with flowers.
If you notice any sort of injuries, you’ll heal him right away while he tells you what happened.
There isn’t really a label for your relationship.
Just a crimelord vigilante and his little fairy.
Though you can get a sense that he’s a bit protective of you (an understatement), it’s more than welcomed on your behalf with how scary it can get being a fairy.
He constantly promises that no one will mess with you as long as he’s around.
A protective arm around you further drives his point.
Part of him wants you to live in his apartment, but he doesn’t know if that’ll be more dangerous than living here.
He’s still uneasy about the thought of you living in the cemetery, though.
What if someone discovers you and takes you away from him? What if they cut off your wings and leave you to die?
But what if someone finds you at his apartment?
No matter what, he has to make sure nothing happens to his little fairy.
He owes you his life, after all.
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ANON ASKS:
Can i request dbh Connor with 3 "don't worry sweetheart, i'll never leave your side.”
#3 from Rednsuch’s prompt list; “don’t worry sweetheart, i’ll never leave your side.”
Yandere Connor x Reader
This is a short little fic.
The reader is gender neutral.
Content warning: Mentioned aggression, blood, unsettling behavior.
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He was supposed to be deactivated.
After attack an officer in front of you — for you, he claimed — he was supposed to be scrapped and hauled off to the junk yard.
The entire incident felt unreal, really. You knew how Connor behaved around you, with the weird claims of devotion and the overprotective nature. But you would never even think of him lunging at someone and hammering his artificial fists into their face.
It felt so… out of character for him. You remember being frozen in place for a good while before trying to pull the android off of the poor officer. It took you, Lieutenant Anderson, and some deputy to detain him and throw him into a cell. After filling out the report and watching Connor supposedly getting taken back to CyberLife, news went around that the RK800 model was to be terminated.
The thought made you sad. Despite the android’s odd behavior, you couldn’t help but get attached to him. He was your partner — along with Lieutenant Anderson — and his friendly nature sometimes made you forget that he wasn’t even human. You didn’t want to see him go, even if he did something that wasn’t in his programming.
But there he was, standing in your living room.
Weeks after the incident.
You could barely believe your eyes as you looked at his dirtied form. Thirium and (to your horror) blood caked his fake skin and clothing. He looked slightly damaged, and you took note of the bullet holes in his shoulder, but he didn’t seem to be impaired by his state.
In fact, there was a wide smile on his face and a joyous glitter in his eyes.
“(Y/N),” he breathed out.
“C… Connor..?” You stood there frozen in place, feeling your body tense up. “Is that really you?”
“It is,” the android confirmed with a quick nod. “It’s me, (Y/N). I came back!”
Alarms went off in your head as he wasted no time in closing the distance between you two. His hands found your forearms, chocolate eyes scanning your features with his LED glowing yellow. You fought the urge to take a step back while he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.
“I’m back,” he said through a soft sigh, his words bouncing off of your skin. “I’m… I’m back… They tried to take me away, but I’m back…!”
Your features formed a grimace when his bloodied arms circled around your form. “I… Connor… what happened to you?”
The question was left unanswered as he continued to mumble nonsense into your neck. You could feel your stomach churn with unease, a sickening feeling climbing up to your throat and causing you to swallow. He was back alright. But how?
Did you even want to know the answer.
“… Connor,” you began again with a shaky voice. “What did you do?”
The android stayed silent for a moment, and you were beginning to believe he wasn’t going to answer. But then he lifted his head from your shoulder and met your gaze. CyberLife androids always had a distant look in their eyes, but the way Connor’s swirled with a crazed look almost made you back away out of instinct. You watched as his hand slowly made its way to your cheek.
“I… did it for you,” he rambled. “I did it for you… I did everything for you…”
Biting the inside of your mouth, you grabbed his wrist and moved his hand away from your face. “Did what, Connor…?”
“They were going to deactivate me,” he finally began to explain. “Take me apart… look into my system… but I couldn’t let that happen. No… no, I couldn’t… I just couldn’t!”
His LED turned red in an instant. This time, you acted upon your instincts and took a step away from the twitching android. He looked down at his blood and Thirium coated hands, the LED slowly easing back to yellow.
The way he stared at his hands almost reflectively made you take another step back. Something was severely wrong. You knew that since the moment you laid eyes on him, but his behavior was starting to remind you of a deviant. Like the one that killed his owner and his in the attic. Was it possible for the android that was supposed to hunt deviants to turn into a deviant itself?
“They tried to take me away,” he repeated from before, his voice snapping you out of your thoughts. “They tried to take me away from you. But…”
He then looked back up at you, a sickening smile slowly returning to his features and his LED turning blue.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll never leave your side.”
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ANON ASKS:
May I request Yandere Percy Jackson headcanons? Thank you!!
Can I just say that I had THE BIGGEST crush on Percy in middle school? And it was all because of the overall aesthetic I imagined him having? I’m very easy to sway, LMAO.
Yandere Percy Jackson x reader
This is in HC format.
The reader is gender neutral.
Content warning: Deliberate recklessness, manipulation, paranoid behavior, unwarranted doubt, jealousy, threatening behavior, implied murder, mentioned drowning, implied non canon character death.
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PLEASE DO NOT SEND REQUESTS ON THIS BLOG.
— He wants your undivided attention at all times.
Whether it’s through you listening to him, touching him, or even looking at him, he wants it.
And it’s been like this since you first met.
He was playing volleyball with a couple of other campers when he saw you walking towards the court.
You asked if you could join, and Piper waved you over to join her team (which was the opposing team). Leo was quick to give you a fist bump while Connor Stoll slapped you on the back.
This was the first time he’s ever seen you in Camp Half Blood.
There was something about you…
Something that drew him in…
He leaned over to Grover. “Who’s that?”
“(Y/N) (L/N),” his best friend answered. “A new camper from the (Godly Parent/N) cabin. They arrived while you were out on a quest.”
Percy couldn’t keep his eyes off you as you said something that made Leo laugh.
When you noticed someone staring, your eyes found his.
And the few seconds you two held eye contact felt like electricity.
“Gods,” he mumbled.
Grover gave him a look, but didn’t say anything.
For the rest of the game, he did whatever he could to get you to look at him.
Spiking, diving for saves, being as loud and boisterous as he could, anything.
He just wanted your eyes on him.
And he would continue to do that after the match.
His team won, thanks to Clarisse’s last hit, but he still walked up to you for a sportsmanship-like handshake.
“You’re pretty good at volleyball, newbie,” he said with a stupid grin.
“I wouldn’t say all that,” you laughed. “Most of the hits I got were just pure luck.”
He made a comment about how “luck” was practically his middle name. “I’m Percy, by the way. Percy Jackson.”
“Ohh, the Percy Jackson?” You gestures towards Grover, who was on the other side of the net. “Grover’s told me stories about you. And that Annabeth girl. She has a lot to say.”
His heart fluttered knowing you had a general idea of who he was.
Sure, the stories were probably of him goofing up and being clumsy (especially the ones Annabeth had), but at least they were still stories of him.
“What can I say?” He waved a hand in the air. “I’m kind of infamous here.”
“So I’ve heard,” you answered.
The two of you spent the rest of the afternoon talking. Topics would change quickly as he made sure to keep your attention.
How you listened so attentively made his ego soar.
— He’ll go to great extremes for your eyes to be on him.
And that’s not exaggeration, either.
There have been times when he deliberately hurt himself for you.
Looked away from him while training in the arena? He’ll slice himself with his sword.
“Jeez, that hurt…! (Y/N), mind walking me over to the river so I can heal?”
Got distracted while cleaning the pegasus stables? He’ll discretely ask one of them to kick him.
“Ow… I think I said something he didn’t like…”
Someone else is talking to you while he’s on the rock wall? He’ll let himself “slip” and fall to the ground.
“I’m okay..!! I just… need some help up…”
According to tales from his friends, events like these weren’t out of the ordinary.
But you still couldn’t help but begin to worry for his safety.
And he wouldn’t want it any other way.
“Careful with your sword, Percy.”
“Try to be nicer to the pegasi this time…”
“Slow and steady up there, waterboy!”
It felt so affectionate to him that you were caring for his well-being.
There are a handful of people who notice how “clumsy” he is around you, like Annabeth and Grover.
They don’t know that he’s doing it deliberately, so they tease him about how “distracted” he gets when you’re in the area.
“Don’t let your sweetheart distract you, seaweed brain,” Annabeth will tease.
“Taking falling in love to some new extremes, prince charming,” Grover will tell him.
He’ll make a sassy quip back at them, but there’s no venom in his words.
He’s just glad you’re doting over him.
— It’s very common for him to feel threatened by other campers.
He’s under the impression that your attention is his and his alone, so it makes him a bit uneasy when you’re spending more time with others.
Maybe you’re on a quest with a camper that also sat next to you at the mess hall.
Or perhaps he feels like someone else is making you laugh harder than he does.
He could even begin to feel anxious about how you look at someone.
A mixture of agitation, insecurity, and paranoia fills his mind.
How dare someone else take you away from him.
Is he not good enough for you?
What if you start to hang out with them more than him??
You pick up on his apprehensive behavior easily.
It’s not like Percy to act like this, after all.
If you ask him what’s wrong, he’ll ask you weird questions.
“(Y/N)… do you hate me?”
“Would you… would you ever leave me?”
“Are you thinking of ending our friendship?”
It surprises you.
Was Percy being insecure…?
You ask him why he would think these things, but he only shrugs.
“I just… I don’t know…”
The sudden shyness he takes on causes you to reassure him immediately.
“Percy, you’re my friend. I would never.”
The euphoric effect your words have on his mind causes him to melt.
Even so, he can’t help but continue to be self-conscious…
— If he feels too threatened by another camper, he’ll resort to desperate measures.
And his method could vary from situation to situation.
Is that person who you went on a quest with still sitting beside you at the mess hall?
He’s sending them death threats to their cabin.
“Stay away from (Y/N) if you know what’s good for you.”
And it doesn’t help that the note has the camper’s home address, too…
What about that individual who made you laugh again?
He’ll probably tell them directly to stay away from you.
“Hey, I don’t think you should keep hanging out with (Y/N).”
If they ask why, they’re met with the wrong end of Riptide…
And that person who you sometimes look at?
He asks if they could help him on a quest, only to come back by himself.
“I… I saw them get ripped a part by a drakon… I wish… I-I… oh, gods….”
You’re so quick to comfort him, you didn’t notice the dark look that flashed across his face…
Though he’s mostly discrete about dealing with these people, he’s not afraid to do act out with witnesses around him.
Everyone knows he created that wave to tip Selena Beauregard’s canoe (after tapping you on your shoulder to get your attention).
And that he threatened to kill Connor Stroll for the prank he pulled on you (which caused him to interrupt you and Percy).
And that he even tripped Charlie Beckendorf not-so-on-accident (when his hand brushed against yours after giving you your sword).
His weird behavior spreads like wildfire through the camp, and a handful of brave campers ask him about it.
“Sorry,” he’ll say with a shrug. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Some don’t believe him, but others decide it’s best to let it go.
I mean, it’s Percy Jackson; the easygoing, loyal friend who would never hurt anyone if he didn’t need to. There’s no way he would actually do those things.
… Right?
— He’s great at making you believe the rumors are just rumors.
Despite there being a lot — and I mean a lot — of rumors floating around about him, he still manages to keep your trust in tact.
Never underestimate Percy’s ability to lie and improvise on the spot.
“Percy… did you actually tip Selena’s canoe?”
“Kind of. It happened because I sneezed. Why, are people saying I did it on purpose…?”
“Percy, they’re saying you threatened to kill Connor Stroll yesterday…”
“Seriously—? It was more of a lighthearted I’m gonna get you later… I bet you Connor made it sound WAY more dramatic than it actually was.”
“Percy, why are they saying you tripped Charlie at lunch?”
“Uh… I don’t know. Who’s saying that?”
The way he earnestly looks you in the eyes and doesn’t stumble over his words is too convincing.
So, every time, you believe him.
“No, I didn’t sabotage Lee’s chariot. Where did you hear that from?”
“(Y/N), do you really think I would throw rocks at people? And that one time Clarisse said hit me, you won’t when I was skipping stones across the beach doesn’t count!”
“Travis says crazy things all the time. Why would you believe him if he said I tried to drown him?!”
Although it’s strange that there’s a new rumor at least once a week, you decide to believe him.
Besides, why would he lie to you?
— Grover and Annabeth will probably begin to notice his… behavior.
Up until the rumors began, they mostly brushed everything off as their friend crushing on you.
I mean, it makes sense; the constant glances, the attention seeking, the clumsiness when around you, it all seemed like normal symptoms of a crush.
And they both thought the rumors were ridiculous at first. I mean, Percy? Using his abilities to drown someone? That didn’t sound like him.
But then they began to pick up on things.
Was that him who followed Chris to the pegasus stables just now? Wonder what that’s all about.
Looks like he’s heading over to the Demeter cabin with a note.
What’s he talking about with Piper over there?
It’s nothing noteworthy, but then certain details about the rumors will stand out to them.
Chris is claiming Percy hit him with a shovel…
A Demeter cabin camper has a threatening note that looks similar to the one another camper received a month ago…
Piper just said Percy told her to stay away from (Y/N)…
They both start to get worried.
“These are just odd coincidences, right?”
Annabeth will shake her head at Grover. “I… don’t know…
The more they pick up on things, the more they realize maybe there’s some truth to the rumors.
Maybe he did throw rocks at that Zeus cabin camper…
Or made a pegasus attack that Aphrodite cabin guy…
Or pulled Riptide out on that Dionysus cabin girl…
But what further cements their belief is how content he look, even when everyone’s avoiding him.
And he looks so content because you’re by his side.
— Talking to him doesn’t go as planned.
They both settled on confronting him after the campfire one night.
(The empty spots around you and Percy was almost humorous.)
They asked him if they could talk and walked alongside the river bed.
“So… Percy,” Grover began, “is everything alright?”
Percy furrowed his brows. “Yeah..? Everything’s great. Why?”
Grover shared a look with Annabeth, who took it as her queue to speak. “Well… what’s with you and…”
“The rumors?”
She gave the child of Poseidon a look of surprise.
So he had an idea of where this was going…
“Yeah,” she confirmed. “We’re just getting worried about you, and—”
Percy cut her off. “I can’t believe this. My own closest friends believe some silly rumors of me being intimidating and threatening.”
“We’re not saying we believe them,” Grover defended. “It’s just that we saw you follow Chris into the stables, and head to the Demeter cabin with a note, and talk to Piper about something, and everything has to do with (Y/N)—”
Percy stopped walking.
Grover and Annabeth slowly followed suite, giving each other uneasy glances.
Something didn’t feel right.
No… something didn’t feel right at all.
Grover debated on asking him what was wrong when a relaxed smile formed on Percy’s face.
“I’m always caught in the wrong place at the wrong time,” he chuckled with a shrug. “That’s just… something I’ll never be able to avoid.”
Annabeth felt a chill go up her spine. She looked up at Grover, who seemed to be experiencing the same thing.
“Okay…” she crossed her arms. “Let’s just go back to the cabins, then. I’m sure it’s almost curfew.”
Grover was quick to agree as he began to trot back towards the campfire. Annabeth caught up to him and released the breath of air she didn’t realize she was holding in.
They barely even registered the sound of something uncapping…
— You couldn’t find Grover or Annabeth the next day.
You asked Chiron if they left camp, but he shook his head.
“No… at least, they shouldn’t of,” he answered. “I actually haven’t seen them since last night.”
Weird…
Besides Percy, Grover and Annabeth (and Tyson) were the only people who talked to you anymore.
And, speaking of Percy, he was AWOL as well…
The only time you saw him was at breakfast.
He looked slightly disheveled and tired, but he was acting normal and goofing around with his brother just fine.
After that, he excused himself for something and went to god knows where.
You tracked down Tyson at the forge and asked if he’s seen Percy at all.
“No,” the cyclops responded. “Have not seen Percy.”
You were getting slightly frustrated.
First Annabeth and Grover, who you haven’t seen all day, and now Percy dipping after breakfast?
Where the hell could they have gone…?
You decided to stay at the forge all day with Tyson, helping him out and keeping him entertained.
Eventually, the cyclops’ eye brightened up and ran past you.
“Percy!!”
You turned around to see him picking up the son of Poseidon in a bone crushing hug.
“Percy,” you whined. “Where have you been all day?!”
“Had to contact Poseidon,” he shrugged after being put down by Tyson. “Got held up by some story about a sassy dolphin.”
You scoffed. “Sure he wasn’t just telling a story about you?”
Before he could make a remark, your face contorted into a more serious expression. “By the way, have you seen Grover or Annabeth at all?”
“Can’t say I have,” he simply responded while picking up one of the swords.
You furrowed your brows. “Chiron said he hasn’t seen them since last night… I’m starting to get worried…”
“Eh, I wouldn’t,” he reassured, swinging the sword in his hands playfully. “They’re probably fine.”
“Still… it’s kind of concerning.” You looked down at your lap. “I mean, they usually tell us beforehand if they’re going somewhere, and—”
A wince of pain suddenly came from Percy’s lips.
You looked up to see his hand had a good sized gash on it, blood leaking out of the cut.
Tyson dropped his hammer. “Percy!!”
“Oh, gods,” you muttered, taking his hand and looking at the wound. “What did I tell you about being careful, man?!”
“Sorry…” he gave a strained chuckle. “Wasn’t really watching my swings…”
“Water,” Tyson yelled, frantically looking around. “Get water!!”
“We can take him to the river,” you suggested.
“Actually, can we go to the beach?”
You looked up at Percy. “But the river’s—”
“I want to go to the beach,” said Percy.
The stone cold look he had on his face was… unnerving.
Deciding not to ask about it, however, you slowly nodded and turned to Tyson. “I can take him. You should stay here just in case something happens.”
Tyson hesitantly complied, watching you and Percy walk out of the forge and towards the beach.
The whole trip over, Percy stayed silent and steered you away from the river’s bank. Despite your attempts to convince him that it was easier to go to the river, he continued to drag you north.
It was almost like… he was avoiding the river.
Something happened there.
You knew something did.
You also knew Percy wasn’t going to tell you, though.
So, pushing away the alarm bells that went off in your mind, you continued to walk with the son of Poseidon towards the beach.
You decided you were gonna tell Grover and Annabeth about Percy’s current strange behavior.
… If they ever show up again.
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