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die-pink-maus · 3 months

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A Weekend in Vienna 🇦🇹

While vacationing in Germany, Chantelle’s (OC) best friend, Adrian (also an OC), books an impromptu trip to Vienna to visit extended family. Chantelle decides to join her for the last few days of her trip, where she meets an interesting friend of Adrian’s family who offers to show the two around the city for the weekend🤭

TW: Pretty much none, not for this chapter anyway, but things will get 🌶️spicy🌶️ in the next parts. Also there is an age gap between OC and König, she is 25 and he is about 36-37.

CW: FemOCs, female pronouns used, while both characters are technically OCs please feel free to imagine them however you’d like, ultimately the main character is the reader, I just didn’t want to use “Y/N” so I gave them names 🙈

Word Count: 1,516

*DISCLAIMER*

This is my first time EVER writing any kind of fan fiction so please go easy on me 😭 if you like where things are going, likes and reblogs would be greatly appreciated! If you’d like to see anything in particular in the next part or part(s), I’d love to hear it!

This version of König is based on the above interpretation drawn by @lettaniko (I hope you don’t mind me using it! I absolutely love this drawing it’s perfect! 🫶🏼)

I like a nice build up to the smut so if you like to get right into it this is probably not going to be for you…but if you can wait I it out I promise it’ll be worth it 😂

Enjoy! 💋

7:30am. There’s approximately 30 minutes before my train departs for Vienna, and I still haven’t reached the train station yet. I scrambled as I dashed out of my hotel room, hoping I’d left the place in a somewhat decent state and I hadn’t forgotten anything valuable as got into the elevator. I’ve been exploring Munich for the past two weeks and I’ve been having the absolute time of my life. Although traveling alone can be quite scary, oddly enough, I’ve never felt more at home. Munich is such a vibrant city, filled with all kinds of exciting things to do and I’ve met so many incredible people, it’s definitely been the experience of a lifetime. To say that I am not looking forward to going back home to Vancouver would be an understatement, but all good things must come to an end. I’d spent about a year and a half learning to speak German, and promised myself that I would plan a trip in celebration of achieving fluency, so here I am! Now, Vienna wasn’t initially on my list of places to visit when I decided to come to Germany, but my best friend, Adrian, ended up booking a spur of the moment flight last week to visit extended family in Austria and suggested I come hangout with her during the last few days of my trip. Seeing as its only a 3-4hr train ride from Munich, I figured why the hell not! I’ve heard Vienna is beautiful, and Im at all not opposed to exploring another city.

Upon arrival at the train station in Vienna I was greeted by Arian, excitedly jumping up and down while holding up a large white sign that read “Willkommen in Wien, Schlampe!” I rolled my eyes and shook my head, laughing as I got off the train and ran over to her, tackling her in a tight embrace as she laughed hysterically. “Did you have to let the whole station know that I’m a bitch or…?”

“Honestly, they should’ve known the moment they saw you.” She said jokingly. “How was the ride over?” She asked.

“Amazing, I haven’t slept that well in years. It also didn’t feel like a 4 hour train ride.”

“Trains in out here are quite quick so I wouldn’t be surprised if it somehow took less time. They definitely shit on the ones we have back home.”

“Oh for sure.” I agreed as we began walking over to the car.

“So a family friend of ours just came back from a mission in the states, he’s in the military bee tee dubs —“

“Yeah kinda pieced that together when you said ‘mission’.” I chuckled.

“I don’t drive out here so he’s gonna give us a ride back to my aunts, cool?”

“Sounds good.”

“He’s also a lot more familiar with Vienna than I am, so he offered to show us around a bit later on this evening.” Aw how nice of him. Knowing Adrian, the first place she’ll want to be taken to is the nearest bar, that girl can drink! If there’s one thing I’ve learned from my time in Germany, and my 10 years of friendship with Adrian, it’s that Europeans love their liquor. There are people from all parts of Europe in Germany and that’s one thing that remains quite consistent across the board. I also love my liquor, which is probably why I ended up fitting in so well.

We finally arrived at the car and opened the trunk to begin loading all of my luggage inside. I’d brought a small carryon suitcase, a duffle bag, as well as a large suitcase that was full of clothes I’d over packed from home, and a bunch of other clothes and souvenirs I’d bought in Munich. “Okay this one’s gonna be a tad heavy.” I warned as Adrian grabbed hold of the handle on the top. I reached forward to try to help her lift, but neither of us could manage the weight. “I got it.” His voice was low, but gentle. He had an accent, but it wasn’t overwhelming or harsh, nor did it make anything he said hard to understand. I wasn’t expecting to see the person I saw when I’d finally caught a glimpse of him…I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man like this in my entire life. Adrian and I stepped back as he grabbed hold of the suitcase, lifting it with absolute ease, as if it were light as a feather. His arm muscles bulged within the confines of his olive green long sleeved shirt as he tossed the suitcase inside the trunk. My heart began to race, It felt as if I was watching him move in slow motion. “Easy peasy.” He smirked as he turned around and looked down at me, his dazzling dark blue eyes awash with amusement at Adrian and I’s prior struggle. Jesus Christ…This man is an absolute unit. He’s gotta be at least 6 foot 7, if not taller. He’s incredibly easy on the eyes in a rough and rugged kinda way — a nice low trimmed beard, medium length dark brown hair, and a smile that is captivatingly dangerous to say the least. His presence alone exudes a confidence that causes me to grow weak in the knees. “I’m König,” he smiled knowingly as he stretched his hand out towards me. I know I’m definitely not the first woman to look at him the way I am. Even though I’m trying to keep my composure, it’s very clear that he can see right through it. “And you must be Chantelle?” He asked, eyes slowly roaming about my frame from head to toe. He bites his lip slightly as they return to my gaze, suggesting so much without saying any words at all. “I — yes.” I blushed, sheepishly brushing my hair behind my ear as I shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.” He said. “Oh yeah, König Chantelle, Chantelle König.” Adrian yelled from the backseat. He laughed and shook his head as he closed the trunk.

We arrived at Adrian’s aunts house about 45 minutes later. König helped us load all of my things into the foyer before letting us know he’d be coming back in a few hours to take us out to this bar that he and a few of his buddies on his task force frequent whenever they’re home. I’ve been thinking about him ever since he left — those mysterious blue eyes, the way he slightly bites his lower lip just before laughing at something ridiculous Adrian has said, the way his arm muscles swell beneath his shirt with the slightest movement…God, he’s sexy. I could think of a million different ways I’d want him to ruin me. The thought alone of being trapped beneath his large brawny frame writhing in pleasure as he thrusts into me over and over has me clenching around nothing. Though I’m not usually one for a one time fling, I have a feeling he’d be able to convince me. “So, you wanna tell me what all of that was about?” Adrian asked as she helped me settle into the guest room. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “Since when are you a shy girl?” She giggled. Sigh. I figured she was referencing my unusual silence during the car ride over here. “He’s hot as fuck but I’ve never seen you like that before.”

“Ugh!” I groaned as I covered my face with a pillow. She’s right. I’m not very easily intimidated. I’m quite the confident woman and I ensure everyone in the room knows it, but this was different. Almost as if our energies were fighting for dominance, and mine didn’t stand a chance. “Hey if it’s any consolation, my jaw dropped the first time I saw him without his mask too.” Mask?

“Mask?” I asked.

“Yes…the last time I was here he was on base training recruits, so I’d see him often in full tactical gear. He’s a snipper, so he wears a mask to hide his face in the field. I mean, that was hot too, but in a Ghostface kinda way”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the comparison, but I was curious to see what his entire ensemble looked like. “How old is he?” I asked.

“I think he’s in his mid to late 30s? I’m honestly not too sure, and it doesn’t matter to me either way.” She winked. “I was sensing some unspoken vibes between the two of you in the car though. Don’t think I didn’t see both of you stealing glances at each other every now and then.” She smirked.

“Stop,” I scoffed. “A man like that is definitely not single, and even if he is…I don’t know” I blushed. “I didn’t see him looking at me..”

“K well I see everything, he definitely likes what he sees, and clearly the feeling is mutual on your end as well. Looks like tonight will be interesting.”

“Nothing’s gonna happen, Adrian.” I laughed as I rolled my eyes. Nothing’s gonna happen…right?

PART II 👉🏽 A Weekend In Vienna 🇦🇹: PART II

PART III 👉🏽 A Weekend In Vienna 🇦🇹: PART III

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shunchitaro · 1 year

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Aguni x Reader

Genre: Angst + Fluff Platonic >I haven't seen Aguni oneshots or any written w him being a father-figure so here >Reader is a male child in this oneshot It was the King of Spades game, Aguni saw the blimp nearby, and he knew to take cover, heading into the woods. As he went he heard sobbing, and being curious he decided to investigate.

He saw a child, maybe around 12 years old. He was resting against a tree, and Aguni's eyes traveled down to see a sharp shard of glass protruding from the boy's leg. Just next to the little boy was a man which could be his father, pale and blood all over him. Aguni's breath caught in his throat, realizing that the kid's father must have died trying to protect him.

Aguni went up to the kid, crouching down. He wasn't really great with kids, but he knew he somehow had to help this one. He couldn't just leave the kid here to die. The games were almost over, the kid should at least survive.

"Kid, what's your name?" He asked, and the kid looked at him sniffling and barely able to breath due to crying so much. "Y/n Ō-oki" The kid stammered, voice breaking.

"Does that hurt?" Aguni asked, pointing at his leg and Y/N nods. "My papa and I were playing a game and we made it out but the building exploded.." He explained.

Aguni felt pity, should he take the kid with him? The kid could possibly slow him down from killing the King of Spades, and letting a kid tag along will most likely cause his own death.

"Do you want to come with me? I'll treat that wound of yours." Aguni asked gently, and the kid nodded. Aguni thought he could see a sense of relief in the little boy's eyes.

Aguni gently picked the kid up, taking him along. When he got to his camp, he made sure to be gentle in dressing Y/N's wound, pulling the shard out gently and wrapping his extra shirt around it tying it securely. Aguni grinned softly, patting the boy's head.

'You're a brave little kid, no wonder you made it this far hm?" Aguni asked, and the boy smiled proudly, yet sadly.

"My papa helped me get through most of the games. My older brother helped too but he went to a different game and never came back" He mumbled

"What was your older brother's name? Maybe we can look for him?" Aguni asked

"Ōki Ippei"

Aguni's breath caught in his throat. He remembered Chishiya telling him about the prison game, and how he played with a certain Ōki Ippei, and how he had killed himself during the game.

Y/N Ōki reminded Aguni of himself. Just like him, Y/N had nobody now. Just as Aguni lost Danma, this kid had lost his entire family.

He knew what it was like to be alone, and didn't want the young boy to experience it.

"Don't you worry Y/N. I'll take care of you. We'll both make it out of here alive."

Aguni kept to his word.

______________________________

Y/N Ōki was at the hospital. His leg was bandaged and he had a limp, due to the shard that had stabbed into his leg. He knew both his brother and father were dead, and he would be up for adoption soon enough.

Y/N suddenly stopped in front of a room with clear windows; and looking inside, he saw someone he thought he recognized. A nurse left the room, and noticed him. "Do you know this patient?" She asked gently, and he shook his head. "What's his name, miss?" Y/N asked, tiptoeing to look behind her. "Morizono Aguni" The nurse replied, before bowing and heading off.

Y/N felt a soft tug at his heart as he stared. The man was heavily bandaged and unconscious, but as Y/N stared at him, he felt as if he was protected. As if he was safe.

They might have not remembered each other, but Aguni kept to his word.

They both made it out alive.

Author's note: Hey! So for those who are wondering, I find it hard to write readers with pronouns they/them no matter how hard I try :') I end up writing he/her she/him unconsciously so I end up doing it all over again. So I'll switch from female or male readers from time to time, so it's fair. Im more used to writing stories with direct he/him she/her pronouns, so please understand <3

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voidartisan · 1 year

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Clone Wars characters as things i've heard in class

you have no idea how long i've been saving these up

Fives: Stop licking my dryer sheet!

Ahsoka: Yeah, he transferred to the Senate guard, he doesn’t like it there. He says they smell like pencils.

Ahsoka:*Walking in* Barriss, what’s the average life span of a woman? Like 70-80 years, right? I need comfort. I need to know that I will die eventually.

Anakin: Just get a giant hammer, name it kindness, and then BAM.

Palpatine: Yes, taxing the peasants, very good!

Obi-Wan: I am begging you, stop spamming the cringey Twitter account I made in high school.

Anakin: How much Spanish do you you speak?

Kit Fisto: Enough to know all the cuss words.

Leia: Thus, philosophy’s flaming razor sword: It doesn’t matter.

Riyo Chuchi: I actually blew a couple of fuses in my room last year, so maintenance says I’m not supposed to plug in five waffle irons at a time any more.

Rex:*Swears upon knocking over something hot and heavy, looks up* In case you didn’t hear that — KRIFF.

Ahsoka: Just eat the frog already!

Ahsoka: You know what’s worse than freshmen? Freshman boys.

Obi-Wan: *As Korkie walks past in the hallway* Hello, mini-me.

Quinlan Vos: Anyone here watched the movie Jaws? Well, I’m writing a book, and it’ll be kind of like that, but with fantasy Puritans and a giant spider. I’m calling it “Puritan Spider Jaws”

Later: I haven’t decided who’s gonna die yet, but I’m thinking the spider’s gonna get set on fire.

Young Obi-Wan: Qui-gon’s a cool teacher, he’s so laid back. I think he might be high like half the time, but his class is really fun.

Mace Windu: Anyone else going to answer? Alright, then. Go ahead, Ben. You could probably teach this class better than me anyway.

Anakin: You know what would solve all of Coruscant’s population problems? Lab babies.

Han, to Luke: You were at that school for three years and didn’t memorize the camera locations?

Leia: Look at my other mask

Han: Why?

Leia: Because it’s black, like your soul.

Kix: I don’t like fighting. Sometimes Rex gets frustrated and yells “Hit him!” Then I hit him once and Rex’s like “Yeah!” and the other guy’s on the floor crying and I’m like “AUGHHHHHH!”

Padmé: Just because I have money doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings.

Ahsoka: Are you going to have any chocolate milk, Rex?

Anakin: Ahsoka, he’s lactose intolerant.

Ahsoka: Oh, sorry—

Rex: Nope. Only for you, Ahsoka.

Rex: *proceeds to pour and chug an entire glass of chocolate milk.*

Obi-Wan: *sarcastically* Didn’t you know? Gingers control the sun.

Korkie: *panicking* Well, no one told me!

Anakin: You know, Master Fisto. Really super buff. Looks like he would run a 5K at the drop of a hat.

Obi-Wan: Anakin, stop making pterodactyl noises.

Din Djarin: Sometimes people ask me about my pronouns. I say that I don’t care what they call me, but it’s not true. I just want to be pronounced “dead.”

Anakin: 4’11”!

Ahsoka: Hey, Master

Anakin: I’m so glad she responds to that. It’s the highlight of my day.

Fives: What are tootsie rolls, anyway? They’re not chocolate, they’re not taffy—

Jesse: It’s better not to ask

Waxer: I got—

Cody: Got expelled? Welp, get your stuff, see you never, nice knowing you.

Ahsoka: Madame Nu don’t care

Jocasta Nu: She don’t

Bail Organa: I have only ever had one person in my life who actually liked banana-flavored Laffy Taffy. And I no longer speak to them.

Obi-Wan: Be careful with these, they’re fragile and expensive—

Anakin: Like my heart

Barriss: The afterlife should be Communist

Hamsters: *frenzied squeaking*

Anakin: *pulling out a small pail* awww…you guys want some Nutella?

Obi-Wan: Stop offering them Nutella

Ahsoka: Is that WHOLE THING filled with Nutella?

Anakin: I mean, not anymore…

Luke: What does a kilogram weigh in American?

Luke: Legally, I can say whatever I want

Han: And I can legally fight you

Boba: Actually, I’m asexual. My son will look exactly like me.

Leia: Han’s got a rough life. Already colorblind, now he’s going deaf at seventeen.

Luke: How do I cite my brain in APA?

Din Djarin: Costco is a cult

Obi-Wan: Can anyone tell me what this is called?

Anakin: A diagram

Obi-Wan: It starts with a k

Anakin: A kdiagram

Ahsoka: *holding up energy drink* Look, Master! Third one today!

Obi-Wan: You are going to die.

Obi-Wan: *checks nutrition facts* 800 mg. Less than a cup of coffee, not too bad. Maybe you won’t die. But you probably will.

Anakin: Master, what if we each brought you a thousand dollars? Then would we still have to take the test?

Mace Windu: I mean, I guess would be better than bringing me… disappointment—

Fennec: It was overhyped

Boba: You just have no soul, that’s what it is

Luke: Eight! Y’know, the devil’s number.

Jango Fett: Why wouldn’t you clone yourself?

Ahsoka: So, when will the grades be in? Tomorrow, or… when should I expect to be depressed?

Padmè, during a mock senatorial campaign: Would you like some of The People’s™ lip balm? It has sparkles.

Luke: Are you okay?

Han, without looking up from his work: I’m straight.

Luke:…

Luke: Well, congratulations on coming out—

Ahsoka: The only one of these I can apply for is the poetry scholarship

Anakin: Roses are red, violets are blue…

Rex: …please give me money.

Ahsoka: Hey, what’s that? Are you planning how we’re all gonna die?

Cody: Yup

Luke: You should play Abba!

Han: You sound like my mother.

Cara: Who’s the main character in your life, Mando?

Din: Uh… my cat, probably

Fives, spinning across the room in a rolling chair: Bounty. The quicker picker upper.

Hondo: No scams for me please, I like money.

Anakin: I’m gonna do a patriotism

Waxer: What is it…

Boil: What’s what?

Waxer: That thing Commander says we’re not allowed to do to the shinies.

Boil: Initiation?

Waxer: There was another word for it.

Boil: Hazing?

Waxer: Yeah! That’s it.

Kix: Fives, if you drop those donuts I will drop YOU

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swiftyangx12 · 5 months

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Great. The “In-Laws”

[Synopsis]: Just a fellow Spider settling some familial “quarrel” on behalf of their “friend”.

[Note]: Arachnis’ pronouns are They/Them

[(A/N)]: Happy Thanksgiving to anyone who celebrates the holiday.

[(A/N #2)]: I can’t properly write a fic during most times, but I can write script-type dialogues. (Also re-read and edited most of everything.)

[TW]: Threatening, attempted elimination, cursing, family conflict…Let me know if I missed any other warnings to add in.

[Earth-928, Nueva York]

Arachnis, from Earth-2020-6-2: *Following the address on their phone* I hope this is the right place…

[As Arachnis turn to the next corner, they spot a middle-aged lady standing in front of Miguel’s apartment.]

Arachnis: *Spider sense triggered* Excuse me, ma’am? Are you looking for someone?

Conchata: I’m waiting for my son. I need him for an emergency.

Arachnis: Oh! I’m also looking for someone who resides here.

Conchata: I see. What is your name?

Arachnis: I’m Dr. Wei Liu. A scientist working for another lab.

Conchata: *Scanning over them* You don’t seem like one.

Arachnis: I’m on break. May I also ask for your name?

Conchata: Conchata O’Hara.

Arachnis: *Expression darken* I knew it. So you’re Conchata O’Hara. Wow. LYLA described you as something bad and seeing you in person is much worse than I thought.

Conchata: *Taken aback and scoffs* How do you know my son’s A.I. assistant?

Arachnis: Because I’m his friend. Now, why do you need to see him? Hm? You seem hostile towards me, indicating you don’t want suspicion happening for a witness to discover. Too bad. I’m not letting you nor any other family members with ill intentions have permission to see Miguel.

Conchata: I’m his mother and I can see my own son whenever I want to.

Arachnis: Really? Hmm… *Pulls out their Karambit and twirls it around* Then why haven’t you tried reaching out to Miguel all this time? Sure, you may have been busy, but do you have the encouragement and time to engage any form of contact with him?

Conchata: …

Arachnis: Of course you haven’t. Only your other son, Gabriel had tried to encourage you to mend things with his brother and you do have enough time to pick up your phone but didn’t bother one bit.

Conchata: Some things came up-

Arachnis: No BS-ing on my watch, you narcissistic shrew. Like earlier, you need something from him. Money? His valuable time? Maybe his vulnerability. *Stalks over her*

Conchata: *Backs up against a wall* You don’t know anything and have no right to intrude our family business.

Arachnis: *Glares at Conchata* You have no right to intrude Miguel’s life. Why don’t you leave him and Gabriel alone before I decide to bite your head off.

Conchata: You can’t threaten-

Arachnis: *Presses their Karambit blade against her neck*

Conchata: *Chokes on her own breath in fear*

Arachnis: You need to listen, Conchata. I may be a scientist, but I work with people who are more dangerous and capable of finding your address. *Presses the blade further in her neck*

Conchata: D-Don’t kill me…

Arachnis: Oh, don’t worry. You won’t die… *Retracts their knife away* Yet.

Conchata: *Gasps for air* Yet?

Arachnis: Remember my words. You dare come near Miguel and Gabriel again, I’ll bite your head off clean. This warning is especially going to that evil son of a bitch you screwed with years ago. Now leave.

《🕷️》

Arachnis: *Quiet than usual* …

Miguel: Wei, you’re more quiet than usual.

Arachnis: Your mother was here.

Miguel: *Stiffens from the mention of her* What?

Arachnis: Miguel, I don’t know what she wanted from you but I scared her away since my Spider sense was triggered by her presence.

Miguel: Qué Maravilla. She didn’t hurt you, right?

Arachnis: No, I’m good…LYLA explained most of your family history as she told me if I wanted to have our partnership to continue further, I should understand the severity of your personal life.

Miguel: Damn it, LYLA. You didn’t tell me this after her?

Arachnis: I’m sorry, Miguel. I thought I should let you explain when you’re ready. It’s your private matters and would have been appropriate for you to address this yourself.

Miguel: Wei, you should still tell me about this.

Arachnis: I know, but with you leading the society and maintaining the Multiverse from falling apart, I didn’t want to burden anything with this information.

Miguel: You need to tell me these things and you shouldn’t know about them now.

Arachnis: I’m always here to listen and understand what everything was thrown at you. Especially protecting you from dangers you can’t sense them coming.

Miguel: *Sighs* I know. I can handle this. Just promise you tell me everything that’s crucial.

Arachnis: *Nods* I won’t break it. You also need to promise when you’re ready, tell the full story about everything in complete honesty. I’ll be by your side, even if I have to pause mid-missions for the protocol.

Miguel: *Chuckles a little* You’re crazy…“Yet thoughtful”…Did you show her your fangs?

Arachnis: No. Just my eyes, and the knife.

Miguel: You and that knife.

Arachnis: I don’t want to waste my venom in people like Conchata. 15 minutes isn’t enough for her to suffer.

Miguel: Too far, Wei.

Arachnis: Sorry. I don’t want my future partner to be bothered by annoying family members.

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blueindigo17 · 1 month

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hi writeblr!! it's nice to meet you!!

I’ve had this blog for years but never posted anything bc to be honest I was a little afraid of tumblr when I first joined, but recently I decided that since I like talking about my wips so much to my friends/family irl, why not blog about them? I also want to find some writing mutuals, since I like hearing about people’s stories just as much as I like telling them about mine. Feel free to interact, follow, message, etc. I love making friends :D

About me <3

My name is Allie, but I go by Blue or BlueIndigo online. Feel free to use any of those :)

My pronouns are she/her

I’m 19, which also happens to be my favorite number :)

I have five wips, 96 characters (about half of which with a birthday I celebrate like it were my own), and yet very few words actually written (some words plotted though. look at me go!)

I'm kinda in between fandoms at the moment, however I want to start watching Criminal Minds bc I've never seen it and I have a feeling I'm gonna get sucked into the fandom immediately lol

I am a MASSIVE swiftie (favorite album is 1989 TV), and I listen to a lot of 5SOS, Olivia Rodrigo, Conan Gray, and Harry Styles

I love reading !! My favorite author is Taylor Jenkins Reid & favorite books are Malibu Rising, Carrie Soto Is Back, and Daisy Jones & The Six.

I play ukulele, and I've written a handful of songs for one of my wips (more on that later)

I use these emoticons :) :D <3 in practically every sentence

I have a thing where my wip titles have to make good acronyms or I don’t use them. idk why either.

I love talking about my WIPs to the point of annoyance.

Speaking of talking, #blueindigo says things for non-wip related stuff <3

I like to write…

Realistic fiction

Contemporary fiction

Young adult/new adult

Coming of age

Romance

LGBTQ+ characters

Found family

pretty much just people being people :)

More about my wips below !!

My WIPs

Never Have We Ever (NHWE)

Tags: #wip: never have we ever #wip: NHWE

Summary: Liz has the best friends a girl could ask for. Harley, Mikey, and Natasha have been her people since elementary school, and Trevor and Amanda since middle school. Their whole lives, things have been pretty much the same. Same kids in their classes every year. Same streets between the same houses. Same, same, same. At the end of her freshman year of high school, just about when Liz is wondering how much same she could possibly handle, she catches Trevor’s eye as he laughs at someone’s joke, and something deep inside her lights up. Something she doesn’t know what to do with. Something she can't push back down once it comes barreling up to the surface. So much for same. After that, things can’t stop changing. And not just in her own life—her friend group starts pulling apart at the seams. Harley begins withdrawing from everyone with no explanation. Mikey gets in bigger trouble with his dad than ever. Natasha only has a year before she has to move off to college. Amanda accidentally reveals a secret no one was ever meant to know. At least Trevor seems to have gotten off easy. In this collection of short stories, Liz has to wonder if the change of pace she thought she wanted is worth it. Sometimes it’s hard to be brave, and she’s never been the most open to change, but unfortunately, that does not stop it from happening. The only question is: what is she going to do about it?

Genres: short stories, realistic fiction, young adult, coming of age, contemporary Themes: found family, first crushes, dealing with change, growing up, maintaining friendships Characters: Liz Stanton 🩵, Harley Wilson 💚, Mikey Miller 💛, Natasha Knightley 💜, Trevor Marshall ❤️, Amanda Hamilton 🩷

NHWE is my oldest WIP, started on December 16, 2019. It’s been on ice lately, since the plot has gone through so many changes that I haven’t known what to do with it in a while, but one of my goals with posting about it is to warm myself back up to it. I think writing that summary was a good place to start. Wish me luck :D

The Together List (TTL)

Tags: #wip: the together list #wip: TTL

Summary: Audrey is in her first month of college. Within three weeks, she’s moved out of her childhood bedroom and into a room with a window that seems to open on its own and a door that creaks loud enough to wake up the whole floor, she’s stumbled into a friend group that seemed to pull itself together like drawstrings, and she’s gotten a job at an adorable independent milkshake shop with her roommate and one of her new friends. What more could she possibly ask for? The world, it seems. Audrey has a list ten miles long of all the little things she wants college to be. One night, she starts listing them out loud. Her friends—Logan, Lennon, McKinley, Aspen, and Levi—chime in with their own after a moment, and before anyone knows it it’s been three hours and they haven’t stopped. They aren’t even sure whose idea it is, but they start writing it down. Every box on this ridiculously decorated list will be checked off by the end of the year, they swear. Someone makes an Instagram account as a joke, but by the first post it’s become as serious an endeavor as they’ve ever had. They wouldn’t call themselves local celebrities, but they certainly wouldn’t correct you if you did. The thing about fame at this age, even at small amounts, is that it's bound to go to someone's head...

Genres: realistic fiction, young adult fiction, new adult fiction, coming of age, LGBTQ+ fiction Themes: LGBTQ+, friendships, fame, college, becoming an adult, relationships Characters: Audrey Marshall 💙, Logan Levine 🧡, Lennon Adler 💛, McKinley March 💜, Aspen Brady ❤️, Levi Jackson 💚

TTL was created on August 18, 2021. I saw a post on Pinterest of someone's summer bucket list and that sounded like such a fun thing to do with friends that I had to write about it. Two and a half-ish years later, TTL has also gone through many changes, so I'm sort of trying to refresh it now. I'm very excited to see where it takes me!

(Fun fact: the main character, Audrey, is the older sister of Trevor from NHWE!)

The Violet Sisters Club (TVSC)

Tags: #wip: the violet sisters club #wip: TVSC

Summary: The Violet Sisters Club, a world famous all-female pop rock band, is facing a very public lawsuit from a former hotheaded manager over their most recent album. Following the conclusion of their case, lead singer Naomi Tyler, drummer Inez Wilde, guitarist Chrissy Cameron, and bassist Francesca Sheridan escape to the luxurious Overlook Estate, a privately owned rental property on an island off the southern coast of California. Here, they can spend the summer out of the public eye, writing songs they don’t need to worry about releasing and letting the public wonder what they’re up to as they let the tension out of their muscles. With a property twice the size of Alcatraz Island and a beach twice as long, the Overlook offers the band a respite from the go, go, go of touring, the privacy invasion of paparazzi, and the exhaustion of being micromanaged every minute of every day. Four pools, seven hot tubs, the aforementioned private beach, a high tech recording studio (just in case), a few golf carts just to get around the property and a Jeep to get to town. It’s unimaginably expensive, it’s incomprehensibly big, and it’s everything they need. But this escape may not be the relaxing California beach paradise they imagined. Soon, it becomes hard to hide how much the stress of fame was eating away at each of them—emotions run high, patiences run thin, days run long, nights run longer, and the strength of the band is questioned as the girls’ insecurities and anxieties bubble to the surface after a lifetime in the spotlight.

Genres: realistic fiction, contemporary fiction, literary fiction Themes: fame, music, romance, found family, secrets, breakups Characters: Naomi Tyler (lead singer, songwriter) 💜, Inez Wilde (drummer, vocalist, songwriter) 🩷, Chrissy Cameron (guitarist, vocalist, songwriter) 💙, Francesca Sheridan (bassist, vocalist, songwriter) 💚

TVSC was created on February 5, 2023, but the characters have been around almost as long as TTL. Initially, I created the Violet Sisters Club as a fictional band that would exist within The Together List, but at some point I couldn't get the idea of a TVSC-focused novel out of my head. I'm glad I never tried, because some of my favorite ideas I've ever had have gone into TVSC. If I could have one wish, it would be for all of TVSC's songs to be real so I could listen to them without having to write them first.

Now That We Don’t Talk (NTWDT)

Tags: #wip: now that we don’t talk #wip: NTWDT

Summary: There are two important things to know about Hazel Henry and Saiah Bradford. One: They kinda-sorta hate each other after they broke up last year at prom. (The same prom that ended with the school almost burning down and Hazel's twin brother's best friend going to the hospital. Bad memories all around.) Two: Someone on the planning committee for their senior class trip must be out to get them, because when they arrive at the hotel, they find out they’ve been assigned to the same room. This should have been impossible; Saiah requested to be paired with her best friend, Tory, who's going to have some explaining to do later, and Hazel would bet her life on the fact that she requested a room alone. Now, for the next two weeks, they’re both stuck in the same narrow room with its little square bathroom and practically-nonexistent closet. The air conditioner turns on at random times, they seem to be paired together for every single scheduled activity, and perhaps worst of all—their friends all seem to find this situation absolutely hilarious. But it’s just two weeks, right? It’ll be over before they know it, and soon they can both go back to pretending their relationship—and each other—never existed. Right? Right? Happy senior year to them.

Genres: realistic fiction, young adult fiction, contemporary fiction, LGBTQ+ fiction, romance Themes: reconciliation, romance, friendship, forgiveness, guilt, regrets, family, growing up Characters: Hazel Henry 🩷, Nick Henry 💙, Saiah Bradford 💚, Tory Whitehouse 💛

NTWDT was created on October 18, 2023. Hilariously, I came up with the plot after making Hazel and Saiah in the Sims, and I literally couldn't stop thinking about them whenever I wasn't playing. As I do with every character I create, I became obsessed with them, and now here we are. And in case you're wondering, yes, I named it after the Taylor Swift song lol.

Trouble In Paradise (TIP)

Tags: #wip: trouble in paradise #wip: TIP

Summary: Sixteen years ago, Joe Alexander and Ben King drove across the US in the pursuit of Joe's true love. Today, Joe is preparing to move out of his and his ex-wife's house and drive across the country once more, joined by his daughter, Bryce, and his best friend/his daughter's biological father, Ben. It's all familiar—the long stretches of empty fields, collapsing onto a cheap hotel bed for the night, never being able to decide where to stop for food—and yet, Joe has no idea what he's in for. This is a story of two cross-country road trips, and the lives that one woman is able to ruin in between. Joe Alexander and Ben King have both lost their entire worlds to Lilly Alexander. But the ones they’ve gained after her might be—in some weird, unconventional way—a little better.

Genres: realistic fiction, contemporary fiction, adult fiction, literary fiction Themes: reconciliation, moving on, guilt, parenting, cheating, manipulation, mental illness, sexual abuse Characters: Joe Alexander, Ben King, Bryce Alexander, Lilly Alexander

TIP is technically my newest WIP, since I came up with the full plot just last month (February 13, 2024). I've had the vague idea of it for just over a year, but I didn't quite know what to do with it until recently. It's definitely more mature with its topics than my other wips (as you might be able to tell by the themes), but I really like the concept and I've had a lot of fun plotting it so far, even if it's a little out of my comfort zone.

(Fun fact: the original title way back when the characters didn't even have last names was High Infidelity, after the Taylor Swift song, since I thought it was so thematically appropriate.)

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OKAY I'm pretty sure I have officially run out of things to say. If you made it all the way here, thank you so much for reading! Like I said earlier, feel free to interact any way you like :D

This post is sort of a masterpost for all my wips, but I'm also considering doing posts for each wip separately so I can go into more detail. That'll be later though.

Thanks again for reading, and have a good day/night !!

―BlueIndigo <3

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multi-fandomsfreak · 1 month

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Hello, I’m new to your blog and saw some of your Xenophanes and MX content. I recently saw your new post about GB and I wanted to request something with him and Turmoil. So on the Mario’s Madness wiki it says the Turmoil and GB are friends. So I thought what if GB and Turmoil were also friends with reader. So Reader is a demonic entity that takes the form of Rosalina (From Super Mario Galaxy). Reader is mostly a chill and mature person (When they’re not murdering their victims.) but sometimes they join in on Turmoil and GB’s schemes. Reader has some of Rosalina’s powers. (Such as Flight/Float, Telekinesis, Teleportation, and Telepathy.) I can only imagine the amount of shenanigans that the three of them can come up with. That’s all I can think of right now.. ☺️

(If it’s okay can you use They/Them Pronouns for Reader please.)

Also here’s the proof:

Being Best Pals With GB And Turmoil

Hey there! Thanks for the ask!

I actually knew that the two of them were friends from looking at the wiki as well. For some reason I was slightly surprised even though it makes sense that they would but regardless I really like it. Hope you enjoy reading this. ~J/Blaze

Pronouns: They/Them

Warning: ⚠️Mentions Of Murdering + Corpses⚠️

Requested: Yes/No

Characters: GB + Turmoil

Proofread: ❌

Credits: Art by Marco Antonio on Twitter + Banner by zhsoftly on Pinterest

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- Honestly I can imagine it being a field day being friends with both GB and Turmoil. Most of it coming from GB and with Turmoil just following along because why not. I like to think that you met GB before Turmoil. You managed to meet GB while you were on your usual rampage of gaining more victims just to play with. Since your character mostly resides in comet observatory which is in space you often find yourself going to earth once in a while which is the time you earn your victims who were foolish enough to fall for your power. One of these times you happened to glance upon the monochrome plumber. Well more like he happened to glance upon you.

- You see as GB just happened to stumble upon you while you were murdering your most recent victim and decided that he was going to bother you. He didn’t have any specific reason except he thought that your powers were interesting. Besides that he just thought ‘I don’t know who they are but I’m going to be they’re friend now’ that was it. So he went up to you admittingly catching you a bit off guard and immediately started a conversation with you as if you didn’t just murdered someone.

+ “Why hello there? Haven’t seen you here before, who are you?” GB said in a sly tone yet cautious although curious to who you were he still had his guard up in case he needed to defend himself. However despite being caught off guard by him you were honestly impressed by his carefree attitude and his natural approach to you. It seems like he doesn’t fear you and that caught your interest. You managed to immediately calm yourself before giving GB a slight smile while looking down at him. “I could say the same as well. Aren’t you aware that I just murdered someone, aren’t you afraid?” You asked curiously why he isn’t running away like everyone to which he gave you a slight chuckle “I’m flattered that you think I'd be scared. Trust me I’ve seen stuff like this” He said looking up at you through his cap with a smug look on his face. You raised an eyebrow at him before speaking up “you’ve seen stuff like this? You caught my interest” You gave him a smile in return before seeing him bring out a hand and started to shake yours “Same here, you can call me GB. If you please be so kind as to tell me your name?” “I’m [Name] pleasure to meet you GB” you said, shaking his hand in return.

- Pretty much since then you two have been inseparable. Like partners in crime. If you were doing something he had to do it as well. If people saw one or the other they always prepared themselves to see the other. That's how much you two hang out with each other. You two just naturally get along despite you mostly being mature for who you were and with how GB is. Guess it’s just how it works.

- For how you met Turmoil you and GB managed to find him in the forest that he resides alongside his recently eaten victims. At first the two of you were surprised to see him. Was a little thing like him able to cause something like this? Apparently so. If you had to admit he was actually kind of cute.

+ You and GB gave each other confused looks as you saw Turmoil staring off into space like he wasn’t even acknowledging you two. Little did the two of you know he technically did acknowledge you two just in a different way, through sound and smell. But later on you two did learn that he was blind. “Are you two my enemies?” The voice that came out of Turmoil surprised the two of you. His voice was gargled like he had swallowed a bunch of razors. Out of you and GB you were the one to speak up first not knowing how your pal may instigate him. You lowered yourself to meet him at eye level before saying “I promise you, whoever you are we aren’t your enemies. Tell me, did you cause this mess?” You could see GB copying your movements lowering himself before asking “yeah did you? If you did then I’ve got to admit I’m impressed” before you know it Turmoil gave off a smile. Nothing sinister, just a genuine smile it was like he was happy to meet you two “oh that’s great, I’m glad to meet new people as long as you two aren’t enemies you won’t end up like them” ‘them’ referring to the multiple koopas, galoombas and wigglers that were scattered across the ground. You gave him a nod before asking “I’m curious what is your name, little one?” “Turmoil you can call me Turmoil” you gave him a smile although he couldn’t see it he could sense it that you were “what’s yours and the man standing next to you names?” He asked to which you told your name and GB’s name to him. It seemed like GB was pleased to see someone Turmoil.

- You thought that it was chaotic with just you and GB. Well prepare yourself because it’s going to be a lot more chaotic with Turmoil around. Although the three of you have the same motives it seems like GB and Turmoil have the same personality while you were calm and mature when you aren’t claiming lives like them but you don’t mind it. In fact you find it more fun with the two of them compared to others. Do you know that one meme where a dude is struggling to keep his children with their harness on? Well that’s basically the three of you with you occasionally being the dude and the other two being the children.

- I like to think that Turmoil kind of acts like a dog around you. I’m pretty sure that it’s canon or maybe was canon that although he still has some humanity left in him he still can go overboard. You tend to notice him following you around. Due to him being blind he often relies on echolocation and his great sense of smell to know not just you or GB but pretty much anyone especially his enemies. Although he can and does that he also prefers to stick around either you or GB just for some familiarity. But he can manage just by himself.

- Be prepared to look down at the two of them all the time. If I’m correct Rosalina has a canon height of 7ft or at least around 7ft and with you being a demonic entity you can make yourself even taller than that if you wanted to. I like to think that GB has the same height as Mario, possibly shorter but only by an inch or so but in his true form is only a bit taller than his non evil counterpart but not taller than you. Obviously Turmoil will be shorter than the both of you combined so regardless of Rosalina’s canon height or your height you’ll have to look down at him no matter what. To be honest even though you're his best pal he kind of hates the height difference between you and him. He’s often the jokester between the three of you but as soon as you tease him about his height he gets pouty. Kinda funny if you imagine it. For Turmoil he couldn’t care less. He’s pretty much used to people being taller than him. Plus I don’t think he realise how tall you are unless you tell him directly but regardless even before then he has some sort of knowledge that you were tall. Sometimes when he is bored he likes to climb on you and rest on your shoulders to which you just let him.

- Since Rosalina has her Lumas and with you being her demonic counterpart you have your version of Lumas as well just more demonic than the original. They are like your little helpers telling you things about your victims, giving you information best suited for you and warning you of anyone going after you which is rare but regardless they tell you.

- GB absolutely loves your little minions treating them like they were his pet. Gently tickling them with the tip of his fingers as they rest in his hand. Turmoil on the other hand may have accidentally almost eaten one of your Lumas before getting told off by you telling him that they belong to you and aren’t enemies (I know in canon they aren’t enemies to Mario but this isn’t the canon Mario universe). But besides that they actually get along with each other. Sometimes Turmoil likes to fly around on the bunch of them because why not.

- All and all despite the contrast in personality between the three of you, you lot are the best of friends and often get into shit with you getting all of you out of said shit that the other two manage to convince and rope you into.

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mystic-insightss · 8 months

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Oooo hey gravity falls fan!

Do you have any headcanons about any characters? I would love to know!

i am in fact a gravity falls fan!! i don’t have much art for them up on here but i do have a good few drawings on my instagram!

i made a headcanons note maybe a year ago that i never actually shared anywhere, so here’s that :)

stanley pines

- aromantic

- pronouns: he/him

- hates french people (is it a joke? we don’t know)

- has periodic nightmares

- has adhd

- prefers dogs

- atheist. bc of the trauma

- very dangerous driver. in addition to breaking like every law ever he has horrible tunnel vision. very bad at paying attention to his surroundings and often spaces out on the most insignificant objects and ends up almost crashing (or actually crashing)

- like mabel, he used to always lose to stanford in logic based games like checkers and chess. unlike mabel, he always beat stanford at ping pong and feels very happy for himself for it. (part of this is because stanford’s motor skills as a child/teenager were awful.)

stanford pines

- gay asexual

- pronouns: he/him

- has periodic nightmares

- is autistic

- played piano as a child

- struggled with self-harm as a teenager

- forgets basic life functions (e.g. sleeping and eating)

- prefers cats

- ngl ford gives asthma vibes LMAO like my man has horrible lungs

- nervous breakdowns. fiddleford calms him down by taking ford’s wrists in his hands

- agnostic only because the idea of punching god in the face gives him catharsis. still celebrates jewish holidays with stan & the kids

- even worse driver than stan. somehow. every bit of unexpressed anger he has gets expressed when he drives. wants every other car on the road to drop off the face of the earth. unhinged man that then turns around and says “what. i’m not a bad driver.” during the portal years fiddleford demands control of the car during trips.

- yeah he gets bullied as a kid for his fingers but he also gets bullied for EVERY autistic trait/symptom/display he has. it’s true he told me so

fiddleford mcgucket (1982)

- biromantic heterosexual* (see footnote. please.)

- pronouns: any

- likes to grow plants - idea credit to the fic ‘not one to forget’ on ao3! read it if u haven’t, you will have no regrets

- prefers neither dogs nor cats, likes other random animals better (cough. raccoons. cough)

- has to remind stanford to perform his basic life functions

- my mcgucket backupsmore headcanon is that he was shooting for a scholarship (or something similar to what stanford was going for) for a slightly less prestigious school than WCT and then when he showed his project to the scout people and it like blew up and hit one of them in the face and so needless to say they did not accept him

- he hates being called stupid more than anything

- he has anxiety. and yes that’s also pre-and-during-portal-years. the guy is nervous about everything. he nervous stims. chews his nails pulls at his hair shaking hands and legs the whole deal

- he doesn’t really talk about it either. he marinates. he marinates and ford developed a sense for it

- raised christian, really not that into it. has more important things to do

mabel pines

- sexuality: pansexual, or omnisexual. haven’t made up my mind yet but she’s definitely mspec!

- pronouns: she/her

- is she cis or trans?? who knows i can’t decide

- absolutely was into loom bracelets when they were popular

- also silly bandz

- 5’8” when she’s grown up. dipper is 5’7”.

- she collects squishmallows and/or beanie babies. they all have names. they take up half of her bed.

i have like nothing for dipper besides the classic transhet headcanon & him being shorter than mabel 😭 mystery trio phase hit me real hard ok

* don’t use this post for discourse. “bUt ThE SpLiT aTtRaCtIOn mOdEL iS onLy FoR aSpEc PeOpLe” too bad. i’m aroace and i say it’s *fine* who *cares*

#this was v fun to do i haven’t thought about gravity falls in a while #thanks for the ask <3 #gravity falls #ask #stanley pines #stanford pines #stan pines #ford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #mabel pines #dipper pines #gravity falls headcanons #gravity falls hc #headcanon #hc

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ryndicate · 1 year

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤA Drop in Time :: Prologue

When a prayer is all you have left, dark days follow.

Vampire!Megumi x reader (fem body/pronouns)

notes: kicking off the series with the prologue, the best place to start! This update is brief and includes only vampire typical violence and mentions of blood/death. Going forward in the series, I will include general warnings at the beginning of each update, and specific warnings (including spoiler warnings) in a link alongside the series masterlist.

By expanding, you are consenting to viewing adult/dark content, and all warnings listed above. 18+ Minors DNI

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⋆⁺₊⋆ Masterlist ☪︎ Series Warnings ☪︎ Chapter i ⋆⁺₊⋆

Your bare feet slap in the mud of last night’s rain as you dart between the houses, terror clouding your vision. Melodies of pain, prayer and powerlessness crescendo into the night. You flee like an unfortunate cottontail does from a fox.

If only your predator were as forgiving.

Tight breaths burst from your lips as you whip around a corner, nearly tripping over—a warbled cry breaks the uneven rhythm of your breathless panting as you look down. It’s the baker’s daughter; you had spoken with her just this morning as you went about your errands. Now her crumpled form stares unseeing at the night sky, laying unmoving in a sticky pool of crimson.

You don’t have time to see if she’s still breathing, lest you join her. There’s still a dark presence somewhere behind you, stalking you with a quiet, sinister precision. That you haven’t been caught yet is not a coincidence, you fear, nor is it luck. It hasn’t lost track of you for a moment. It’s simply observing you for the time being.

Who knows when it will decide to act?

The cold air whips your face as you continue your futile dash; everywhere you turn you only find another glimpse of your immediate future. The iron tang of blood fills your senses, pleas for mercy fill your ears, as you take in the awful image of men and women with their throats torn out. The dark forms in cloaks hunched over their wilting bodies don’t spare you a single glance as you pass, each enthralled with the success of their own hunt.

Creatures of the night, deadlings, demons, vampires—there are plenty of names for them across the country, but the dark tales that have been woven weren’t enough to prepare you for their terrible reality.

You yelp in surprise and pain as you turn around another house and connect with a wooden fence; your slip tears and your navel stings at the impact.

In your panicked flight, you'd reached the edge of the village without realizing. Across the barrier lies the farmer's summer crop. Under normal circumstances, the weathered worker would flay trespassers alive for trampling over his produce, but the consequences of staying still now seem far more dire.

Without hesitation you clamber over the wooden fence, hissing as the splintering edges catch on your palms and thighs as you ungracefully manage to cross. Small droplets of blood bead where the miniscule shards have made their home in your skin.

As you run deeper into the swaths of green, you chance short turns of your head to see if you've managed to place any distance from your pursuer.

You see nothing, but your fear only grows.

The desire to live keeps you moving despite your growing exhaustion, your pulse thrumming and heart thudding with adrenaline.

If you could just manage a little farther. The stables are right on the other side of the crop field. If you could make it there, you could escape to the Eastern border town and alert the guardsmen there. Your village is small, but surely they'd come if someone called for aid?

The faintest glow of hope eases the coil of tension around your heart as you break through the edge of the field and the stable comes into view. The soft glow of the lantern gives a warm light, beckoning you forth. You can hear the whickers and nervous panting of the horses inside, no doubt spooked by the screams that rise into the air like the dancing sparks of a cook fire, short and quick to perish.

You dash across the open space, your fingers reaching for the stable door, but you never reach it.

You find your body crushed against the wooden wall of the stable instead. A heavy breath is now hot against your neck, sending a vile chill throughout the rest of your body.

"Do not struggle."

Melodic and stern, his voice causes you to stiffen, leaving you piteously pliant to the way he maneuvers your head and bares your neck to him, cradling you with senseless delicacy.

You had always thought you'd scream, shout, struggle for the life you so desperately cling to, but now you find yourself meeker than a mouse clasped between the talons of a hawk.

"Take heart. You will not suffer needlessly."

His words are strange, nothing but sugared words from the lips of a devil. You do not wish to feel comforted, but something in you wilts at the unexpected kindness.

His touch is hot, something you would never have imagined, as he brushes your hair back from your neck. You can do no more than gasp; he wastes no time in biting into your flesh.

A low noise sounds deep in his chest, guttural and tinged with notes of consternation. It's a wonder you heard it at all; all other sounds have disappeared under the drums of your racing pulse. Your eyes close. What ails him now is none of your concern, there is nothing left for you now.

Even still, your body quakes as his form presses you deeper into the wooden wall, his grip on your arms suddenly vicious. It's as if his whole demeanor changed in an instant. Gone are the hands that held you like glass, brief as they had been. Now his fingers dig into your wrists so harshly you fear they might have already broken. You don’t even realize his one hand is enough to hold them both, not until his other is at your throat, wrapped around your chest as his grip forces your head upwards, halting the hunch of your chin as you instinctually struggle against the agony he unfolds upon you.

He tugs you to him, away from the stables, lurching back with you in tow. You’re growing dizzy, tears streaking your cheeks as your screams join the cacophony of your village’s misery. His fervid clutch is all that keeps you upright now, his hold so encompassing that you’re not sure your feet even brush the dirt anymore.

It’s pain unlike any you’ve felt. You can feel the sticky warmth of blood pumping down your neck, coating his hands as he detaches his lips, gasping as if he’s never tasted air before immediately biting down again, ravenous, ruthless. The pierce of fang tears another shriek from your lips, your struggles weakening as a new gush of crimson joins the rivers cascading from your throat.

Deep, drawn-out groans vibrate against your skin, interrupted by harsh swallows as he devours you with a single-minded intensity.

“Please.” You can only assume delirium has set in as you rasp out a plea so quiet it may as well have gone unsaid. Even attempting speech causes more pain to burn at your torn throat. You feebly push at his arms, accomplishing nothing. “Please, please I don't—”

You don’t wish to die, but you fear it to be pointless. Even if this creature didn’t continue to slake his thirst on your flesh, your wounds may yet be too severe. Black creeps on your vision as he suddenly releases you. Your body crumbles unceremoniously to the dirt, too exhausted to even tremble. There’s a fire blooming inside you that makes it feel as if your veins are turning to iron chain, rendering you immobile. Even if you had the energy left to run, you’re not sure you’d be able to take a single step.

You have no mind to question his halt, but you have vague consciousness of the voices that now surround you. It seems your hunter has been interrupted.

“This is unlike you,” A playful drawl reaches your ears, silky yet masculine. “Did she taste that good? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you lose yourself in a meal. You didn’t even snap her neck, poor thing. Think of the pain you caused.” There’s a mocking lilt to his words.

“Quiet,” your assailant huffs, as if irritated.

“Hmm.” The other gives an amused hum and you hear movement next you, close enough to strike you with the cold iron of dread. You dare not even breathe for fear that he realizes you still live. “Pity, she seems to be fading already. I would have liked a taste, but it’s no fun if they’ve already passed.”

That earns a scoff from your hunter. “You lecture me, and then spout nonsense like that. Heartless ruffian.”

“Megumi, you wound me.” The other sounds anything but, mirth still prevalent in his tone as he rises. He then grows serious. “You are far too kind to them, prince. You should not spare so much of yourself on their wellbeing. Accept their place.”

He, Megumi, does not acknowledge his pointed words. “We are leaving.”

You hear nothing more, not even their departure as your consciousness fades, praying to both gods and fate for whatever mercy they might afford.

a/n: don't be fooled by the short beginning, the first chapter caps out at 5k<3

Reblogs are appreciated!

#megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #series::ADiT

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therealprismcat · 2 months

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Pinned post yippee!!! (it’s been long enough I think)

I have a pronouns page which is just like a quick summary of everything but uh:

It’s clunky but I can’t be bothered to edit it so

I’m lesbian and girlflux, my main pronouns are she/her, I’m testing out he/him pronouns so if I suddenly decide nah I’ll just edit it. DO NOT USE IT/ITS OR THEY/THEM I don’t mind neopronouns, have a bit of fun with it

I am a Dee fictionkin!!! I like to be called Dee!!! My name is also prism but I like being called Dee as a nickname!!!

My ao3 user is prismcat if u wanna check that out

I’m merely a minor (14) so if you’re weird then you will be boiled

dni freaks you know who you are (I can’t be bothered to type the entire thing out. if ur on the average dni list you’re on mine too) ZIONISTS GET THE FUCK OUT FREAKS INCLUDE YOU TOO

more specific and odd dni lists:

dee and mono haters dni

also six haters I’m a hardcore six apologist

henry miller apologists (fake ass villain apologists when a real “I can accept him as he is” comes at them) (does not apply to six little nightmares she’s done nothing wrong)

also on that note otto (little nightmares) apologists also dni. haven’t seen any yet but i keep a baseball bat by my nightstand just in case but. if you are an Otto little nightmares fan PLEASE interact I love that fucked up british man

people who erase canon queer sexualities/genders (ppl who claim Henry miller is straight are on THIN ICE but can interact)

people who genderbend queer ships, but specifically when you genderbend one of them so it’s straight. trans headcanons do not count and neither does making mlm/wlw or vice versa. only if u make it straight AND cis

hazbin hotel fans (if we’re already close or already mutuals dm me and I’ll decide the verdict… Isually I’ll let it slide if I consider us friends but I’m really uncomfortable with the show)

vivziepop supporters/defenders dni

people who victim blame noone in any way (????? freak)

That dni list was longer than I’d thought and I didn’t even type out the basic dni criteria

anyway before you follow:

I am a whimsical child and I require tone indicators to function or I will spend the rest of my life thinking you’re mad at me when ur just having a little laugh. A giggle. a bit of banter

I also do not mean to offend anyone!!! and you’ll know if I AM trying to be insulting because I am TERRIBLE at it. if I say something mean, just tell me, bc it wasn’t intentional

Henry fictionkin and KFF are on THIN ICE

I think that’s it tw I’m British so if I accidentally bring up horrible things that is British slang then shoot me/j

#pinned post #intro post

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scorpiongrassfield · 8 months

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The Drive is Long

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A few hours in, you pull off the main road to stop for lunch. Just some quick fast food, which Pat cajoles you into eating as they always do. It’s as flavorless as always, too.

The town you stop in doesn’t seem to have a florist, so Pat asks you to look up where a florist might be available close to the main road sometime before your journey.

Before you get back in the car, Pat stops to search for something in the trunk.

“What are you looking for?” you ask.

The trunk is a little disorganized. There are a lot of tools, a few weapons, and a pack of water bottles in there.

“Aha! I thought they might still be in here,” Pat says, brandishing their find.

It looks like… a set of chisels.

“What do you need those for?” you ask.

“Just in case. You never know when you might need something like this,” Pat says with a wink.

You don’t get it, but you figure Pat will make it clear what the purpose is when the time comes.

You get into the driver’s seat this time, with Pat in the passenger seat.

“My turn to pick the music,” they say with a bright smile as they buckle in.

“Sounds fair,” you agree.

Pat’s taste in music seems to be a little heavy on the synths for your tastes, but it’s not bad.

It helps keep the creeping sense of dread that hasn’t left you since the urban legend encounter at bay.

After a while of just enjoying the music, Pat asks: “Did you find a florist?”

“No. I’m driving,” you say.

“Right. Guess I should be the one doing that then,” they say with a chuckle.

They fiddle around with their phone for a while, and you keep your eyes on the road.

“Alright, found one that looks decent. I’ll tell you what exit to take when it’s time,” they say eventually.

“Okay.”

Pat continues to tap away at their phone.

“You know…” they say, trailing off.

“Hm?”

“Well. I just realized that other than Ametrine, I haven’t been contacted by anyone since we started this case. Not my mom, not our friends, not potential clients, hell, not even a spam call.”

You furrow your brow. “That’s weird.”

“Yeah. It is. Like, sure, maybe my friends and family decided to believe me when I said I was fine after the fire. But spam callers should be calling no matter what’s going on,” they say.

“Wonder what’s going on?”

“So do I. I’ve got my theories,” they say, tapping their fingers against the car door.

“Care to share?”

“Not yet. I’m still not sure,” they say.

You snort. “You can share your theories without being sure, you know.”

“Nope. Not happening,” they chirp.

You roll your eyes. “Fine then. Keep your secrets.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” they say, and you can hear the grin.

“Of course, if you have any theories, you’re welcome to share them with me,” they say after a few beats of silence.

“Nope, not happening,” you echo.

Pat laughs. “Yeah yeah, I guess that’s fair,” they say.

You don’t actually have any theories to share at the moment, but they don’t need to know that.

Pat swaps out the CD for another one, and the Killers’ “All These Things I’ve Done” drifts through the speakers.

You focus on the road, not letting yourself drift off into thought.

Pat occasionally strikes up a conversation as you drive, asking about your thoughts on the music, or sharing a story from before you lost your memory. The conversation is pleasant and helps the time pass.

Eventually, Pat says: “Alright kid, next exit is ours.”

You nod and get into the lane to turn off.

Pat gives you the directions to the florist and you follow them with ease.

The flower shop looks nice. The smell of so many kinds of pollen and the green of cut stems gives you a headache though.

“What kind of flowers are you looking for today?” the person behind the counter asks. Xir pronouns are listed on xir nametag: xi/xim/xir, along with xir name: Robin.

“We’re looking to get a bouquet for a grave. Do you only do premade ones, or could we pick our own kinds of flowers to put in it?” Pat asks.

“Hm. I could do something custom for you if you want. It’ll cost extra though,” Robin says.

“Cool,” Pat says. They turn to you. “Do you think you could pick out flowers and tell xim what you want, or do you need to tell me and have me tell xim?” they murmur.

The thought of talking to Robin makes you very nervous, but Pat is right here with you, which helps. “I think I can tell xim,” you say. Then after a beat. “But um. What flowers should I pick?”

“You know Theo better than me, at this point,” Pat shrugs.

“But you know flower language better,” you say, a bit put out.

“Uh. If you’re interested in the symbolism, I could probably help you pick,” Robin calls from behind the counter.

“Oh. Um. If you don’t mind,” you agree.

“Right. So what meaning do you want this bouquet to have?” Xi asks.

“Strength. And wisdom. Maybe hope? And sorrow. And um. I don’t… are there any flowers that symbolize trans people? Is that a thing?” you ask, getting the words out slowly so you don’t start to panic. Pat’s got a hand on your shoulder, and it grounds you.

Robin’s got xir head tilted to the side like they’re thinking. “We’ve got forget-me-nots? Those are sometimes used on trans day of remembrance,” xi offers.

“That works,” you agree.

“And for the rest, if we want this to look nice besides the meaning…” xi trails off, turning away from the counter and heading into the back.

“Good job,” Pat says, patting your shoulder before letting go of you.

“Thanks.”

Robin takes a bit in the back room, but eventually xi comes back holding a fresh bouquet. Some of the flowers look very familiar.

Xi gestures to the flowers in the bouquet as xi names them.

“How about some phacelia for strength, sage for wisdom, cornflower for hope? And some white roses, since those are traditional funeral flowers? And the forget-me-nots, of course,” Xi says.

The flowers xi points to last are the very familiar scorpion grass that have been following you all this time.

#choose your own adventure #interactive fiction #writeblr #original writing

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uncanny-tranny · 9 months

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Transsexual Thursday!

I’m the 30+ anon from last week, I think I’ll come back more often cause it’s so nice to talk about all this, so I’ll just call myself A (for ancient) from now on 😀

My euphoria is still going strong, though I haven’t found the courage to email that therapist yet. But I’m pretty sure I’ll be ready soon. There’s also a trans group that meets up every month and it’s so close I could walk there. I’d have to introduce myself via email first though and I’m a bit scared 😅

And, maybe the biggest news, at least it feels like it: I’ve come out to the first two people! They’re two coworkers I’m very close to. We were at the office together yesterday and one of them (she’s in her late 30s) asked if she could ask me a personal question. She was super respectful and asked several times and confirmed that I’d just not answer if it’s too personal.

And then she straight-out asked me if I identify as a woman. And I said no 😀 I was so nervous, but they were both really accepting. The one who asked said she noticed in the past weeks that it seemed like there was something I wanted to open up about, and she had the feeling I wasn’t happy with she/her pronouns and being read as a woman and didn’t want to contribute to that misgendering. And that was so validating, cause apparently I immediately developed dude vibes once I figured out I’m a trans guy 🥹 And she apologized several times in advance cause she might mess up my new name/pronouns but I assured her it’s fine. I’m super new to all this myself after all and not entirely sure how to proceed.

And then we ran into a logistical problem cause it’d be complicated for those two to use my new name/pronouns when nobody else is around, but the old ones with others. And I don’t want to put them in an awkward situation where they accidentally use my new name with someone else and have to explain. So for now we decided that they’ll use my old name/pronouns until I ask them to switch completely. I’ll have to come out to more people until then though. We’re about 25 people at the company and we all get along great and I don’t expect any blatant transphobia, but of course I’m still nervous.

Today the coworker used my new name twice in our chat group (with just the three of us) and it made me very happy 😊 I also thanked them again in the group and said they can always ask me anything (they’re not people who’d ask inappropriate questions). And the one who asked me said she read about trans identity all evening so she’ll ask a lot of questions. And tbh I’m pretty excited about that. Being able to actually talk about it in real life with real people in my native tongue will be cool. And maybe it’ll pave the way for coming out to more coworkers.

And I also basically did a mental transition speed run and looked up how all the different steps work over here, googled doctors and clinics and the documents you need and surgery options and even surgery pictures and how the name change works. Before I really accepted my identity it seemed like way too much and was enough to put me off, but now that I actually looked into it and know what to expect, it seems manageable.

Sorry, this is super long 😅 if you prefer asks that aren’t novels just let me know and I’ll keep things shorter the next time I have something to talk about 😅

-A

That's beautiful, and Ancient is such a gorgeous pseudonym. You deserve to know just how amazing life can be!

#ask #anon #transsexual thursday #long post #ancient as a name just invokes imagery of the appalachian mountains - something older than *bone*#it's tragic that people call others ancient as an insult. imagine how those mountains feel. they're so old that you can't even PERCEIVE it #ancient is literally the BEST codename you cpuld have given yourself anon. i want to be like you when i grow up :)#i hope things continue looking up for you ancient <3

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bihansthot · 18 days

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In a non self ship update, Ani has been sending me spicy/flirty basically sexts all day he’s so in trouble when I get a hold of him. He’s not having a great mental health day so I won’t see him until Saturday or Sunday but he made sure to get me worked up. He still hasn’t decided if he’ll come to my birthday party I don’t know if party is the right word if a max of three people show up but maybe he will? It would certainly be nice having both the people I care about celebrate turning 800 million. I wish you lovelies could come celebrate with me. 🩷 I understand if he’s uncomfortable though he and my partner have never met so it’s an awkward situation. Hilariously after chatting with Ani I got an ad for an Anakin statue on Facebook and I thought it was very funny and apropos. I have a busy week of stupid lab work and doctor’s appointments next week before my actual bday on Friday, and we still haven’t booked anything yet. We’re planning on doing a Vegas in Detroit weekend because we can’t afford to go to Vegas and I’ve wanted to go for years so we’re doing the next best thing and going to the casino in downtown and staying the night if we can find boarding accommodations for Denny. I know some of you are like “Sol you’ve had months to plan this” yes we have but we had to save up money and get Denny up to date on his vaccines to be able to board him so we can’t book anywhere until tomorrow afternoon after his vet annual. So it’s all kind of last minute. Hopefully we’ll find someplace and if not we’ll just have a quiet birthday at home, my big plans for my 25th heart transplant anniversary never went anywhere so it wouldn’t really surprise me if my milestone bday doesn’t work out either my bday rarely goes well but that’s just life I guess. Either way we should still be able to have a nice dinner which is what I’m really excited about, even though I can’t eat a lot anymore. I’m only 35-40 mins from the casino so really I can go anytime if it doesn’t work out I just thought it’d be fun to have an irresponsible staycation somewhere fancy. I just wanted us all to have a fun time but I suppose we’ll see what the universe has in store for us. I really never thought I’d see this bday as I was supposed to die as a kid so it’s kind of a huge deal I just hope it’s a fun one, my last big milestone bday was my worst ever (long story short my Mother and I had a very toxic relationship at the time, she got shit faced insisted it was her bday and ruined the whole occasion) so as long as it’s better than that we’ll be good. I unofficially celebrated my bday when I was with my family earlier this week and had my favorite cake but much to my dismay my nephews were not fans of it but they loved my cooking and begged my brother to get lessons from me so that was nice. How do an 8 and 10 year old not like a caramel chocolate cake?! I guess the pecans were the problem they don’t have allergies they just don’t like nuts I guess. They’re very picky and light eaters but I guess that’s expected at that age, hell I’m a billion and am still very picky but it’s a texture issue for me not a taste one. All in all the visit was successful but my partner never got a chance to tell their Mom they’re nonbinary and use they/them pronouns and have a new name. The drive was awful, we got a speeding ticket on the way to my partner’s Mom’s and had insane traffic and weather driving back from my folks in Florida, turns out Denny barks incessantly when the windshield wipers are on 😭 We made it safely though so that’s what’s most important, I haven’t made any weight loss progress though because of all the holiday food and lack of exercise. No excuses now that my routine is back to normal, back to the elliptical and healthy foods. Just figured I’d update you lovelies on what’s going on with me, I’ll post later in the week after my cardiologist appointment to keep y’all up to date with that too. Sending lots of love.

XOXO

Sol

#life update #birthdays #road trip

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mstormcloud · 1 year

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Gender/Sexuality headcannons for Wild, Legend, Hyrule and Four because I need to share them lest I explode they are taking my brain over.

Wild: they/them non-binary lesbian. Wild probably struggled with gender a LOT especially since they couldn’t remember if they felt the same pre-calamity. (They did, but I’d like to think pre-calamity Wild never came out. They had some really bad internalized transphobia. Not only were they way more reserved but they also were aware of what being the Princess’ knight meant, and didn’t want to be seen as an embarrassment to the kingdom.) As for post calamity Wild, they don’t come out until meeting the LU gang since before that they honestly spent more time from people then with people, so they didn’t even think about gender much. (Whenever they’d be in a town like Dora’s domain and someone called them a “he”, they’d feel confused, but didn’t bother correcting them.) They were nervous to come out to the LU gang because, well, they all shared the same spirit, and they all seemed to be “boys.” Wild had already failed once, failed so bad they had to prove themself to the master sword a second time, if they weren’t a boy, would that not make them the hero’s spirit? They feel much better once they learn the others aren’t all boys either. I feel like they have a crush on Flora, but NO WAY are they gonna do anything about it cause even IF flora liked them before they’re not at ALL like the Link they used to be, so clearly she wouldn’t be interested. Not to mention the fact they haven’t had a chance to come out to her yet!

Legend: genderfluid he/she, bisexual. After coming out to the LU gang, she uses her hair to show what pronouns she’s using each day - if she has a small braid, she’s a she, and if not he’s a he. It’s just easier then everyone asking everyday. Part of the reason why Marin and Koholint were so heartbreaking was because of just how perfect it was. Marin liked Legend regardless of whether he was a he or a she, and the rest of the island took her coming out well too. No one was calling guards to come take him or even seemed to care about the triforce on his hand, koholint truly was a place that seemed too good to be true. Part of her took that to mean that only in dreams could people be so accepting, so she didn’t come out for a while. Prior to LU, he had only come out to Ravio, and had been considering telling Fable. She never wears pants, even on the days where he feels like a boy, no pants.

Hyrule: Aroace Agender, he/him. (HEAVY Projection alert!!) During his journeys he didn’t think about romance or gender at all. Like not one bit. People called him a he? That’s fine, people called him a boy? Well he’s been called a boy all his life so what else would be he right? Romance? Or no, no he’s too young for that! No one around him seems attractive anyway, but once he’s older he’ll meet “the one” so no need to worry about it! It isn’t until the LU gang starts talking about different pronouns that he realizes there’s more to this than he thought. He’s kinda nervous to talk to anyone about gender because well, what if he IS just a boy? He wouldn’t want to be seen as like, trying to be something other than a boy just to be “cool.” But quietly sometimes he’ll kinda try to say sentences with his name connected to different pronouns to see how he feels, only to be even more confused because no pronouns feel any different to he/him. They don’t make him feel happier or sadder just, nothing. He eventually confines in Wild who tells him how it’s GOOD he’s experimenting with pronouns! They can’t help him know what gender he is, but they’re happy he’s thinking about it at all. He’s still not sure What his gender is, but just decided to stick with he/him since he’s used to using it, and it doesn’t bother him at all. As for his sexuality, imagine his surprise when he hears people like Wind and Wild have crushes already??? And that many of the others have been in love at some point??? Like what?? Wind is YOUNGER than him!! Clearly Wind must just be confused I mean, storybooks always have romance so maybe Wind was trying to be more like the people in stories! After meeting Tetra though, it’s pretty clear that Wind isn’t faking anything, and Hyrule is very, very confused because he hasn’t had a crush in his life!! It’s Warriors who eventually tells him about some friends he’s had who were the same, and how it’s perfectly normal - some people just don’t feel romantic attraction, and only then does he calm down. He’s worried about how people in his time will feel though, since most expect people to get married at some point, but he’s gonna deal with that later.

Four: non-binary, they/them, queer. Holy fuck their gender is an absolute MESS. Green uses he/him, Vio uses they/them, Red uses they/he, and Blue uses she/her. It took FOREVER for them to settle with using they/them when they’re Four, and even then it’s not perfect. Prior to LU they had come out to Dot and their grandfather, but they were worried about how these 8 people who were practically strangers would take such information, so they went as “he” for awhile - which Blue and Vio did Not enjoy. When Wild is brings up gender for the first time - Four is the first to jump to use pronouns other than he/him because “he” is literally driving 2/4 of him crazy (sometimes 3/4 on the days Red insists they use they) and the last thing Green wants is his siblings upset. (Shadow also uses they/them.)

#linked universe #lu hyrule #lu four #lu legend #lu wild #zelink #telink #(implied at least)#lu colors #these took over my brain #help #Hyrule is literally just projection oops #as an aroace I read aroace Hyrule once and ate it up like a rabid dog #so now it’s canon to me

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ace-ace-attorneys · 1 year

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klavier !!

thank you for giving me the opportunity to be insane may <3

sexuality headcanon: bi or maybe pan. while he doesn’t really have a gender preference, he definitely has a type, and it’s people who kind of hate him. (kidding, but only kind of- i think since he’s adored by so many people he finds it very refreshing when people aren’t just awestruck by him and actually take the time to evaluate him as a person. even if that means they decide he’s kind of insufferable <3)

gender headcanon: he sees gender as a fun little toy for him to play with. he has no problem with being perceived as a man, but it’s not really how he identifies. i think he’s the type that doesn’t like labels, so if you asked him about his gender he’d probably say either something flirty but vague like “whatever pleases you most, my dear” or like, use a song to describe it. he’s fine with any pronouns and dresses in a chaotic combination of traditionally masculine and traditionally feminine clothing. all of it combines to make a gender that is very uniquely his own and is kind of impossible to put a label on anyway, which is exactly the point

a ship i have with said character: klapollo of course, but recently my mutuals have been putting me on to klavseb and klavquill and i really like those too!! (i’m also a klemapollo enjoyer but i know that’s an unpopular opinion so i don’t talk about it much)

a brotp i have with said character: klavier and trucy!!!! their dynamic in aa4 was so fun and sweet i think they deserve to paint their nails and talk about their crushes together. also, these ones aren’t present in canon but i think there’s a lot of fun potential for klavier&athena and klavier&franziska as platonic duos

a notp i have with said character: i don’t like klema very much, mostly because i feel like people who ship it always skew/simplify their personalities so that ema is just a tsundere and klavier is just a flirt, which i think does a huge disservice to both of them. admittedly though i feel like if it were done well it could actually be an interesting pairing (and one that has a lot of similarities to klapollo when you think about it) so. idk.

a random headcanon: i hc the gavin brothers as actually being german, so i like the idea that his given name is kantilen (which is what it is in the german translation) and klavier is a nickname/stage name that kind of ended up just becoming his name. i haven’t given this much thought yet but i think you could do some interesting things with names as a parallel to the overlap between his two professional careers and his personal life

general opinion over said character: ult fav, great dynamics with every character he’s paired with, done incredibly dirty by canon. i owe the aa fanbase my life for writing fics/making art that give him the depth and character development that he deserves!!

#klavier gavin #ace attorney #skye speaks

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