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Ticklish Loid Forger x Reader
Romantic + 34. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Requested by @fluffandgiggles for my 1K Followers Event🌻
"Hehehe! Do it again - ahahaha! Agahahain!"
You smiled. Little Anya really loved tummy tickles more than anyone. She rolled on her back, her small hands holding yours, almost like a cat hugging its owner's hand tightly in order to keep it there, rather than remove it.
"Tickle tickle tickle!" you sang playfully, wiggling your fingers like spider legs over her belly.
"Bond too, Bond too!" Anya giggled, which was followed by an approving "borf!" from the adorable dog, eager to get his tummy tickled too, and so you did. You managed to pull your hand free from Anya's soft grip and tickled Bond's furry tummy. Bond reacted in a similar way as Anya did, rolling on his back adorably and enjoying the affection.
"Anya too, Anya too, ahahaha!" Anya squealed. Back to Anya. It was a playful loop of tickles that rewarded you with the sweetest giggles and borfs.
In the middle of all the fun and chaos, you looked up at Loid who sat on the couch reading his newspaper. Except.. he was no longer reading. He was staring at you. Not at Anya, not at Bond, you, with the fondest smile on his face.
Just as the two of you locked eyes, Anya yelled something about world peace (?) and ran into her room, together with Bond, leaving you behind in sudden silence.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" you asked, getting up to sit next to him.
Loid instantly blushed and looked back at his newspaper. "L-like what?" he asked nervously.
"Like... I don't know," you hummed, glancing down to find an opening. And oh, you found one.
"You were looking at me like... you were longing for some tummy tickles too?" you said, and you reached for his tummy and started to tickle. Loid immediately tensed, the newspaper crumbling in his hands as he bent forward.
"Wha-What?! Hohohold on! Thahats not- ahhahha! That's not truehehe!" he laughed.
"It isn't? You weren't starting like that because you were jealous?" you teased him, not slowing down your tickle attack on him.
"Nohoho I wahahasn't!" was Loid's giggly response.
You smiled. You weren't supposed to know he was a spy, and you weren't supposed to know he was this ticklish. Yet the romantic relationship you shared with him brought you this valuable information that could endanger your life. Whether that made it less exciting to make use of? Of course not!
"Okahahay eeheh-enough nohohow!" Loid laughed, pulling up the newspaper to use as a shield and cover his cutest reactions. He yelped when you grabbed his shield and pulled it away from him.
Loid immediately curled up in defense, protecting his tummy from further harm, but you were not planning your attack on his tummy like he anticipated. Instead you grabbed both his sides and clawed, digging in and wiggling your fingers while you climbed on top of him for further control.
"HAahahah! Nohoho! N-not thahahat!
The result was so sweet and satisfying. The loudest belly laughter that could only be activated through tickling and nothing else. No joke or funny face could get Loid Forger to make such a sound with all of his voice, and you found yourself staring at him with love and fondness as he let out this uncontrollable laughter.
"You wihihin! You win ahahah!"
"Was this ever a game, then?" was your teasy reply. You caught his hand that tried to fend off yours and entwined your fingers while using your other five fingers to continuously scribble at his side and ribs, making him arch his back.
"Hahahave mehehercy!" You couldn't hold back the smile that was even hurting your cheeks at this point. He was just too cute.
Despite your romantic relationship, Loid Forger didn't actually know that you knew about his true identity. He didn't know that you were aware of how smart he really was. How strong he was. How much danger he outsmarted everyday and how many opponents he took down.
Not knowing that you knew, he seriously allowed you to overpower him like this, fighting back with little strength almost equal to Anya's. He basically lay there and accepted your playful tickle torture, paying the price with his most beautiful laughter. Oh you never wanted to stop.
But of course you should've known it was a temporary delight. It was when you noticed two pairs of eyes staring at you from the side when you stopped tickling him, and you gasped.
Bond was wagging his tail, and Anya was looking at you with huge sparkling eyes. "Anya too! Tickle Anya too!" she chirped. You sighed and shook your head fondly.
"Well, it seems I have a new tickly part time job, don't I? Will I get some assistance?" you asked Loid who was still looking so sweet and flustered. He coughed awkwardly and nodded.
"Definitely," he said before forming two claws with his hands. Anya immediately squealed and started running now that her father got involved. Loid shot you a playful glance before he got up, and he winked.
"Your turn will be after this, just you wait," he said, making you blush as you were sure that was a tiny bit of the hidden Twilight side he just showed, and you secretly couldn't wait to see more of him!
#x reader tickles#spy x family#loid forger#x reader#loid x reader#tickling#tickle fic#anya forger#bond forger#otomiya!writes#lee!loid
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crush!
๑.pairings: draco x fem!reader
๑.genre: fluff, crack, no voldy au + sfw !!
๑.synopsis: just draco having a crush on you! and the slytherin gang has some plan of their own amusement to it.
๑.warnings: grammatical errors, rushed ending (?) AHHAHHA
๑.status + house: pure-blood (but born in the muggle world), hufflepuff
๑.wc: 4.1k
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From the slytherin prince himself, he was known for his attitude. Calling out half-bloods, and mostly the muggle-borns, calling them such names as: “mudbloods”. And he really thinks that the world revolves around him sometimes, but then you came. A hufflepuff that has the same class as him in herbology class, and happens to be standing beside him during class. You were quiet and reserved, from what he has observed, you only talk when it’s necessary.
Everyone may all know that he doesn’t do dirty works like, holding dirt, sitting on the grass or even the ground itself, and he is afraid of bugs like what happened in his first year detention with the golden trio in the forbidden forest at night.
Funny thing is, you started correcting him one time and it got on his nerves. But the truth is, you were actually right about it. When the class finished, he caught you crouching and happened to tie your black boots. As far as he can remember, that was not in the proper school uniform rules. Then he laughed at you for having those boots because you couldn’t “afford” such proper shoes for the uniform. Then the next day of the class, you weren’t there anymore. At first he just brushed it like it was nothing. Then the following days of herbology class without you, he was now all grumpy. Even his friends couldn’t even get to make him feel better. He kept eyeing you on the hufflepuff table in the great hall or even during his quidditch match against the other houses.
The only person he could come to ask for something was Blaise. As soon as he confronted this to him, Blaise let out a small chuckle. He confronted Draco that he was having a crush on you, to which he denied and proceeded to explain about purity of pure-bloods, the sacred 28, and the muggle borns.
And, he found himself lying on the infirmary, with his friends surrounding him and he gritted his teeth to remember him and Harry, chasing over the snitch.
“Excuse me,” the familiar voice made him stop looking like a grumpy kid. His friends gave way to see you. Your hair was tied in a high ponytail and with just yu white shirt and the uniform you had, and you were holding something. Blaise looked at him and raised his eyebrows and leaned closer to draco to whisper something.
“It looks like your nurse is here,” he gave him a coy smile and left, “take care of the prince,” Blaise looked at you.
“Blaise!” Draco said, his heartbeat won't stop beating fast as you went closer to him. Blaise looked back and waved goodbye and left the room. The room was silent, way too silent. You placed the medicine beside the counter.
“Let me see your arm,” you instructed. He looked at you with his eyebrows, scrunching. You sighed and gestured your hands to hold his broken arms. A few seconds later, he obliged.
You started on removing his robe and the arm gear, “You know, you’re kinda being reckless during the game.” you started a conversation. Your touch against him made him tense as ever.
“I am not. Blame Potter for that,” he replied. You chuckled, “ah, it's always potter. You know, i kind of thought that you fancied him."
He was furious, how can he be fancied by someone like potter? “That’s absurd! Why would I even do that?! And besides, I have one that I fancy.” oh boy.
You looked at him with a surprised expression. “She must be lucky then,” you commented.
He smirked, “of course she is.”
As soon as you changed the bandage on his arm, you gave him a medicine to which he complained about the flavour. “Yuck! What is this rubbish?”
“Don’t expect medicines to have the same taste as pumpkin juice,” you deadpanned, “and stay there until the end of the day, madam pomfrey will take a look over at your arm.” you instructed him.
“You clearly did a good job over mending my arm l/n,” he said. With the sudden praise he said, he saw your widened eyes and blushed a little and you shook your head immediately, “no. I refuse, you stay there and wait for madam pomfrey.” you insisted. And he stayed.
It was only 4 hours later, madam pomfrey arrived at the infirmary. "Goodness me miss y/n i apologise for the delay," she walked towards draco and took a look at the bandage, "hmm, i see, well done miss y/n you did a good job on mr. malfoy's bandage. We can go on to the next lesson," she gave you a book, "Mr. Malfoy and Miss y/n, you two may go for dinner, just come back here for tomorrow's check up and training."
The door closed behind the two of you. You were holding your robe and wore it as you two walked down to the stairs. The silence is killing him. Maybe Blaise was right after all. Maybe he has a crush on you despite being a muggle born.
"So uh, what does the muggle world look like?" He asked, you turned your head in his direction. You dramatically gasped, "w-wow, the slytherin prince is interested in the muggle world!"
"Don't make me change my mind."
"Geez, okay okay,"
Soon, you began to talk about your world, the transportation, how telephones work, and the people, you even included your parents. But somehow, he seems intrigued. Especially the oh, so famous romeo and juliet story and also the music you like to listen to.
Surprisingly, the weather at Hogwarts is a bit hot. You never knew why. You just went into your first class, which is potion class. Just when you went inside, you can already feel like sleeping in this class. No matter how hard you try to listen to the procedures, you end up dozing off and get scolded by professor snape. It's not your fault you go back late to your dorms due to the lesson you had with madam pomfrey.
"If you want I can let you borrow my book, if you want to of course," you both were almost at the great hall, "i'll think about that," he replied.
"don't be reckless next time. see you around i guess," you bid a goodbye and fasten your pace to get inside first. A couple of seconds, he went in and sat down on his table where his friends were.
You stood on the corner and placed down your cauldron, books, parchment, and quill. The first 20 minutes was fine, until you started to doze off like you used to. A poke on your side made you jolt and yelped at the sudden touch. You looked behind to see Malfoy behind the other table, "what?" You asked.
He looked sideways and leaned a bit to you, "you were dozing off," he whispered.
"what?" You whispered back, "I can't hear you!", you whisper-yelled.
"Five points taken from Hufflepuff and Slytherin for talking in class," the voice of professor snape made you both freeze at the moment, you both looked at him and stared at you two. You both looked at your book immediately to avoid any more deductions. Blaise on the other hand chuckled at himself.
Five minutes ago…
"Open your books on lage 365." Snape instructed the slytherin table and most of the tables followed and began to read at the new potion that they were all working on. Draco, who was writing on his parchment for the materials needed, blaise tapped on his book to get his attention.
"What?" He asked. Blaise pointed at you. Your head was slowly going down and up, probably dozing off in class.
"It looks like Miss Nurse didn't sleep well," he teased.
"So?"
"So?" Blaise countered.
The two had a deadpanned look on each other. Professor Snape has started walking around the class to see who is working well. Draco looked at you, sleeping so peacefully while standing. Without thinking, he poked your side, making you jolt and yelped a bit. It was cute.
Back to the present…
Too bad, Snape has taken 5 points from slytherin. He was disappointed. But what's more irritating to him is that, balise was chuckling on his side. Blaise wrote something on his parchment and passed it silently to draco. He took the paper from Blaise and read the small note.
'Bloody hell, you're totally whipped for her!'
And he crumpled the paper and continued his work.
He was called to do their routines, and started their training, he kept stealing glances at you. He drove faster because he was unable to tell Cormac to go away from you. But instead, he let the ball fly over your side, hoping it could hit Cormac, but well… let's just say his calculations were wrong. You got hit in the head instead, leaving you unconscious. He immediately flew towards you. He gave Cormac a sharp glare and took you to the infirmary.
The next time he met you, was at the quidditch fields, you were working on something on the side, all alone. Perfect timing to show off and just to see you on the side. But his little perfect imagination was ruined when Cormac McLaggen went up to you and sat down beside you. He never held his broom way tight before. The way your face made a face that showed no interest in his talks, he was a bit relieved.
It was his first time letting someone ride on his broom. At The same time while he was flying, he could help but to have that grin he was used to showing. Who would ever think of him carrying you after all. Well, the golden trio saw him, and some students too. Ron was raising his eyebrow and looked at his other friends who were also confused, "bloody hell, I feel sorry for the girl," he commented. But Hermione was quick to make a move and smacked him with the newspaper on her hand.
He has successfully put you down on the bed, madam pomfrey was worried and told draco to get back to practice, but he didn't listen. Giving her an excuse of what you did before, and he was now trying to "pay back" what you did. And of course madam pomfrey was not the type to get fooled very easily. She knows.
It wasn't that long, you soon woke up. But you can still feel the pain on your forehead. Your view was blurry, you started to blink slowly, hoping the blurriness will be gone in no time.
"Merlin, Merlin. lay down, seriously."
With an annoyed voice you said, "For the love of Merlin, McLaggen, I told you many times, I'm not going out with you on hogsmeade." He looked at you with both of his eyes, squinting. "Do I look like McLaggen to you?" he asked.
You turned your head to see Malfoy beside you, "thank merlin, i thought he followed me here," you sighed in relief. "Did you? Carry me all the way here?" You asked. As you saw him wearing his quidditch uniform, you suddenly remembered what happened to you. How tragic.
"I feel obligated, and don't even think that I do this because I care." He replied.
"Pfft-"
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, it's just you seem to have a problem talking with your feelings aren't you? I feel bad for the girl you fancied. She may be lucky but Merlin, you should try to be more not in denial," you advised, "you may never know. The results may surprise you, you know or whatever and go on being that prince."
Then you should feel bad for yourself then!
Madam pomfrey arrived and gave you medications and released you.
Both of you once again were at the door of the infirmary. Just like before, but this time, you were the one who got treated. Same as ever, you both went down on the stairs.
The same question kept running through his head. It's now or never, "about McLaggen—"
"Don't speak his name please, he's giving me the chills"
"May I ask why?"
You stopped walking, your face formed into disgust, "because, he's been bothering me for the last month and up until now, it all started in herbology, he kept looking at me, and i feel… disturbed. Then, he was always waiting for me outside every end of class! I could reason that I have a boyfriend but truthfully and obviously I don't have one!"
Draco has a thought of his own. You didn't get upset with him, you were avoiding someone! He thought that you were upset because he teased you. You were busy walking back and forth and started to ramble. For some reason, he finds it entertaining. He stood there and crossed his arms, waiting for you to realise.
"Why don't I help you?"
You stopped. "What?"
"I said-"
"I heard what you meant, but help? About what?"
He rolled his eyes and walked towards you, "you said you want him to get away, and i'm here being this kind," he smirked.
Your mouth was open. In your thoughts, the one and only Draco malfoy is offering to help you.
"Sure, if it means to get him away from my life, I'll accept it." You gestured for a handshake, "but do remember that I need to have something in return," he held your hands and shook it as a form of agreement. "What is the 'something' that you want in return?" You asked.
"Soon enough I'll tell you," he answered. You both once again walked towards the great hall to eat dinner. But what you didn't expect is that as soon as you both were at the door, he rested his arm over your shoulder and his face was more proud, as if it's the usual thing that he has been doing. Meanwhile you, you were surprised. You can feel your cheeks burning. The longer his arm was on your shoulder, your head was slowly going down because of the embarrassment.
"Malfoy, what are you doing?" You said in a shaky voice.
"What? You said that you wanted my help?" He innocently asked. Draco raised an eyebrow. You both entered the great hall, everyone’s gaze fell on you, mostly. They started whispering in each other’s ear. “M-malfoy look! They have started talking about us!” you whisper-yelled. He led you to the hufflepuff table and patted your head and gave you a coy smile, leaving you all red. Your friends wiggled their eyebrows and began teasing you, “you and malfoy huh? Details please!” they happily said.
Meanwhile, He went back to the great hall to see his friends looking at him. Theo was the first one to ask him, “you and the hufflepuff girl?” he smirked. Blaise on the side smirked too, “No wonder you ditched your practice earlier.”
“Ditched the practice?” a voice from the side revealing pansy. “That’s so unlike you,” she teased.
He groaned and lifted his head to look at your table, you were still being bombarded by your friends' constant teasing and questions. What he didn’t know was that he was smiling.
Pansy noticed it, “bloody salazar, you’re way too whipped for her!” she gasped. Blaise laughed, “like I said in potions class,” he added.
“She’s a muggle born right?”
Theo’s question made them freeze, “she was but her parents are both pure blooded.” Draco answered. Another gasp came out from pansy’s mouth, “you seem like a creep draco. How come you knew this all along?” she asked.
“We talked from my last game that I got from my trip to the infirmary and she helped me mend my arm.” he simply told them. By the tone of his voice, there was no holding back and just simply said the truth, leaving them speechless.
After the dinner, they all went back to the common room and sat down on the sofa. Theo Pansy and Blaise were sitting on the sofa while Draco went up to his dorm and began working on his essays. “I bet 15 galleons if the Hufflepuff girl kisses him first.” pansy announced.
The boys looked at her with a smirk on their faces. “I bet 20 galleons if Draco kisses her,” Theo said. “I agree with Theo,” Blaise added. Pansy smirked, “I'll make it 25, then it’s a deal.”
“What are you three doing there?”
Daphne’s voice made them freeze.
Theo signalled Daphne to come over. “We’re betting on Draco and the Hufflepuff girl on who kisses first. Wanna bet?” he asked. Daphne shrugged her shoulders. “Sure,” she agreed, “how much?”
“25 gallons if the girl made the move or 20 for Draco”
“25 for the girl, you never know girls can be unpredictable too you now,” he said and pansy and her high five-d.
You nodded. "He does. Thank you Malfoy, if you want I'll treat you to three broomsticks, if you're up to that of course." You offered.
“This will be fun.” Theo laughs.
The following day, He walked you to class in potions. You were still overwhelmed by what happened yesterday. He leaned on to your ear before walking to his seat "looks like McLaggen finally stopped."
"Seems tempting," he commented. You rolled your eyes playfully. "The offer still stands," you added.
Snape entered the classroom with his robe swaying behind as he walked to the front. You and everyone followed and Snape began the lesson. At the end of class, you separated yourself from Draco and went ahead. But to your dismay, McLaggen was leaning against the wall. You stopped your tracks and decided to go back. But he was too fast. He grabbed your robe and you muttered something under your breath.
"Never knew you and Draco, huh." He says. As much as you wanted to say that it was all fake, but you can't.
On the weekends, you completely hide yourself, you would avoid your friends, and even malfoy, who is helping you. You went to honeydukes, and you were wearing a full black outfit. And to be honest, black is the most attractive yet powerful clothing statement to be known. With your usual doc marten boots that your parents bought you a year ago, and a black dress and a black coat to match, you were holding some chocolate treats for you to eat later to study.
"Like I told you! Go bother someone else, I'm tired of you following me, asking me to go out with you when I'm not!" You angrily said.
He walked closer to you. "Like I'll bloody believe that you have an actual boyfriend to begin with, and I know it's fake l/n." He smirked. You yanked your robe and began to walk away from him by fastening your pace.
You looked sideways to see Mclaggen, to your luck, he wasn’t here. You breathed out and walked towards the counter and paid for the chocolate you just just bought. “That would be 5 galleons,” the woman said. You opened your wallet and to your dismay, you only had 4 galleons. You cursed at yourself for not bringing your entire money that you have been saving and was left in your dorm.
“Uh, i’ll just put these back—” as you turned around and a hand reached on the counter. You looked to see who it was, it was Draco Malfoy. “I’ll pay for them,” he said.
“Wha- ?! hey! malfoy!” you were surprised to see him. Both of you locked your gaze upon each other. He wore this all black suit that contrasts his pale skin and his platinum hair colour.
It was his first time seeing you in casual clothes. You were wearing all black and your usual boots. If he's not gonna lie, you look dashing on it. You first went outside and so was he.
"I could've put those back and laid them myself malfoy," you told him.
He scoffed lightly. "Come on, that was just a small bill, nothing too expensive."
You rolled your eyes, "yeah, like you know the word 'expensive'." He laughed at your own joke. He then asked, "by the way, why are you avoiding me? Was I supposed to help you right?"
You groaned, "I know, it's just—" you pulled him onto the alley beside honeydukes, "McLaggen knows that all of it was fake." You stated. He rolled his eyes, "that git." He mumbled.
"So am i gonna do the next step just for him to stop bothering you?" He asked. You shrugged your shoulders, "I don't know. and besides, why are you helping me?" You asked.
"Isn't that obvious? Because I wanted to." He replied.
You shook your head. "No, is there a hidden meaning to it?"
He groaned.
You kept looking at your shoes, not knowing what to say. You looked away from his gaze as you tried to think about an excuse and hide in your common room or anywhere.
You kept on fidgeting your own thumb with your index finger, "i gotta go now," you excused yourself. When you were about to go out from the alley with Malfoy, you saw McLaggen walking by. You immediately went back to the alley. Surprisingly, Malfiy was still there and saw you panicking.
"I'm so sorry for this but-" when he was about to ask why, you landed your lips on his. You were on your tip-toes because he was taller than you. You cupped his cheeks and the paper bag you were holding just now fell on the ground. Of course Draco was surprised by how you simply kissed him. He was happy that you kissed him. That made him even more excited. Somehow, he thanked McLaggen in his mind as he started to grab your waist and pulled you closer to him.
The kiss lasted for a minute or so, you were all red. For your first kiss, it is the one and only Draco Lucius Malfoy. You didn’t know whether to cry about it or laugh at it. But for the boy himself, he was blushing now.
“I am so sorry for that malfoy, i didn’t what i was thinking—”
He smirked. And kissed you once again. He looked on the side to see McLaggen and continued kissing you. He broke the kiss, leaving you breathless and all red. “Just don’t apologise, or I'll do it again.” he says.
“And as for the ‘something’ that i want i return now that git is gone, go out with me, like seriously.” he said.
Your face was clearly dumbfounded, “huh?” you gasped slowly. You avoided his gaze. From the corner, to the wall and the streets, you began to stutter as you gave him your reply, “s-sure… I will.”
He smiled. He grabbed your hand and pulled you all the way to three broomsticks. To be honest, when he grabbed you and began to walk, you couldn't help but to think of him as a child who was excited to go around town. You both sat down, and the waitress began taking your order.
“One butterbeer. And yours?” the waitress asked.
You replied, “One butterbeer too.” the waitress went away leaving you both on the table.
You asked, “uh, so… what made you like me?”
“You?” He raised his eyebrow. “Is liking someone, be needing a reason for it?” he asked back. You shook your head and he chuckled, “thought so.” he replied.
“But get this, this whole thing, is new to me okay? I’ve never been on a date before and I'm generally new to all of this.” you told him. “And i’m still processing on what happened earlier and-”
“Okay, okay, I get it. I won’t rush you, I guarantee that.” he says.
You smile as soon as you hear that he won’t rush things. Draco himself may be predictable in his insults, but what made you wonder what kind of person he is, what could be his favourite book, favourite spell and other interests he had.
“Well, i think it’s unfair that you know the things i like to do, why don’t you share something for me to know?” you asked.
The waitress arrived and gave the order. He took a sip from his drink, “what do you want to know?” he asked.
You cracked a smile, “everything like what i shared to you last time.” you took a sip from your drink.
“See! I told you she’ll kiss him first!” pansy cheered. Blaise and Theo gave her a small pouch containing galleons, and Daphne cheered too.
What they didn’t all know but, pansy set up the whole bet by bringing McLaggen to hogsmeade.
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heya again <3
so...i got some more giftless grandkids thoughts here, written in bullet points because my brain just kept going AHAHHAHA
I’m currently listening to the vocal mashup of the grandkids of waiting on a miracle while im going through the giftless grandkids tag as im taking a break from other aus, it’s very fun and sets the mood somehow AHHAHHA
I’m really glad they have each other and are thriving even without their gifts, and they likely already got used to not having gifts and wouldn’t care, and that’s so real of them
The mashup is making me think of some things tho, ngl AHHAHAH
But anyway, yes, I currently have many thoughts
Was thinking about the reasons for why Casita would crack and fall, considering the kids are close with each other here and the adults (minus Alma oof) are all there supporting them, Bruno included since he never went to the walls
And as I read some of your posts and think about it more, it makes sense
There are several main things that would make Casita crack here—aka the family themselves cracking—would be:
Ofc, there’s still Alma’s pressure on the triplets and her confusion and unintentional hurt towards the grandkids
Most likely how Julieta is hiding the big secret on why they didn’t get their gifts and also their doorknobs
Another is how Pepa and Bruno are also hiding the vision tablet from everyone but specifically Julieta
Still trying to think of other reasons, but those are the main ones, I think
In canon, Bruno had been patching up the cracks, which definitely helped Casita stay up longer, but he never went to the walls here, so how would Casita and the family last until a little after Antonio’s ceremony (assuming we’re still going with something similar to canon timeline)?
Here is where the kids’ good relationships come in, their love and care are helping hold things together, even without Bruno repairing the cracks
The process of Casita cracking would be slower here compared to canon
So what happens when the kids—the main reasons for Casita still being able stand—are faced with the revelation that they could have gotten their gifts back then? Could have possibly avoided a lot of heartache and ridicule and disappointment from the people around them? And the reason they didn’t are because of the adults? Because of Julieta?
They hyperfocus on the bad parts, overshadowing the good parts because its an intense and shocking moment and revelation for them, I think
In the moment of the revelation, that’s likely going to upset them, maybe even break them a little, because why? Why did they—?
Of course, they’ll later have the full realization that they grew up happier without the gifts, but again, that’s later
Also, pretty sure they focus more on the fact that it seemed like the adults they trusted lied and deceived them in a sense, almost like a betrayal (except ofc its not)
This, too, would connect to how Julieta says in that one giftless grandkids art of yours, “I didn’t want to hurt them—to hurt anyone.”
And then, with the love faltering for a moment, that’s how Casita falls apart
Also, why am I imagining the kids finding the vision tablet that Pepa and Bruno are likely hiding, making them realize what Julieta is hiding, which then starts the realizations, arguments, and full-on cracking of Casita?
This would then parallel canon with Bruno’s vision too
This means we get to see all the kids trying to figure things out together too
After everything, I can really see Julieta and the rest of the adults gifting the kids their doorknobs again as a surprise—which they will later use to get their gifts too AHAHHAHA YEAHHH
Anywho, ye, just some thoughts I have hehe <33
Literally listened to that bop today so real 😭😭
ANYWAY. Y'all might not now, but Mic here as been helping me in world building for this au 🤭🤭 its gonna be one of the next fics I do, since Mamabel and Werewolf are finished (will be updating today after I finish Mama Isa. And if my wifi will let me <\\\3)
ANYWAY THESE IDEAS?? ARE SO RAD...Triplets being in the spotlight because the grandkids have no gifts, its so sad. But honestly, Alma is just pushing them because she needs to prove that the miracle is ok. Implying that the kids did something. Subtle, but whatever.
Also, the kids are like Mirabel in canon, constantly trying to prove themselves and helping out around town. Meanwhile there's a certain group of villagera who don't even like them. Not all the villagers, but definitely a good chunk. There may or may not be a rather crude mural somewhere in town out of the way. But there :(
But anyway. The kids do have hobbies relating to their gifts! The husbands, feeling guilty, gave the kids presents, gifts to give them something to do since Alma couldn't "assign" them anything (which they were grateful for).
Isabela got some gardening gloves and tools, and is really into gardening and farming, and is always tending to her garden or helping out with the farmers in town. She also tends to all the plants in Casita. Dolores loves to play music, and after Félix gave her first guitar, she was hooked. She has tons of instruments, and actually taught Mirabel to play the accordion; she helps with entertainment, like Camilo. Agustín got Luisa some dumb bells, she actually asked for them. She wanted to strong and still help out, and regulating exercises and mostly helps out with packing and loading or at the quarry.
Camilo was give some costumes and puppies, and he's been into performances and theater since. He also performs for the kids, and plays alongside Dolores often. Mirabel was given new sewing stuff. Instead of Alma teaching her most of what she knew, Agustín helped her, since he knew some, and she kept the fashion and crafts hobby up. She helps repair things around town, and does the occasional clothing repair. Antonio still is finding his hobby, but the grandkids know he really loves animals. They actually suggested Félix get him a pet. So what does he get him? A parrot. Antonio loves that parrot like no other, and he's always around him, trailing behind Luisa.
DESIGNS 🌚🙏🙏 I'll post the family tree later, and maybe draw the triplets because their designs changed but me and Mic are still working in them. But the kids❗❗ Their clothes are very plain and dull, because the seamstress refused to make their clothes any fun. Even Mirabel can only embroider so much, and she rarely has time to do so cause she's so busy helping. But there's some subtle designs <33
Julieta really did and does mean well in this au, but drastic actions really do cause drastic results in some cases. Her pull those doorknobs was definitely drastic. While the kids are happier and aren't nearly as pressured, they feel inadequate, and like something is missing :(( And then there's vision tablet (that's like over 40 years old 💀), but that's a whole other can of worms.
ANYWAY. AO3 HOPEFULLY LATER MY WIFI IS :((( Also I'll be posting the finished storyboards for the WOOM animatic I'm working on, and then I'll also post the rough video put together with it. SHOUTOUT TO @thefourchimes FOR HELPING ME WITH THIS SHE'S SO COOL <333 should tote check out her aus, they're so cool. ψ(｀∇´)ψ
#my asks#my asks are open#encanto#encanto au#au#encanto mirabel#encanto antonio#encanto isabela#encanto dolores#encanto Camilo#encanto Luisa#encanto alma#encanto Julieta#encanto bruno#encanto Pepa#giftless grandkids#giftless grandkids au
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@75bpm , lol
“I-it’s fine, sir. I had mol---- I mean, i had breakfast. Of course.” No need to tell his recent employer that he may or may not have eaten the only slice of bread he had left, with suspicious spots on it. “Who would skip breakfast, am I right? Ahhahha! Most important meal of the day!” His stomach makes a noise, and he’s very much trying to just squeeze his arms around himself, to silence it. “Ahhah... hah... uhm...”
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1? If you’re comfortable with it of course!
1. selfie
I’ve posted my face on here way too often already to backtrack now so ofc👀 (for people who are in any discord servers with me you’ve probably seen this already LMAO because I was feeling great that day with the great light at this bus stop AHHAHHA)
(Nice asks👀✨)
#ask game#cadence rambles#it me#don’t repost don’t reblog you know the drill✨#even though I’m masked so I doubt it really matters but lmao
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hi!! could I be added to your general taglist? I freaking love your writing
of course !! adding you right in !! also omg i absolutely love your url ahhahha
#ahhh those good ol' hamilton days#i'm not super into it now but it's still an awesome musical#taglist !!
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ur masterlist looks so amazing! and the menu concept is so amazing OH MY GOD WE STAN 😌 i've always liked ur layouts and u masterlist is just so *chef's kiss* ilysm omg ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡
OMG AHHAHHA THANK YOU SO MUCH☹🥺 i ranted multiple times already in here about how lowkey hard it was to make it. [ of course main reason is my p r o c a s t i n a t i o n ] all i have to say is CREDITS to my home ec teacher, or else i wouldn't know shit about a menu😭 n e ways, i love you too (2) nonnie !! 💗 you're making my head big ,, that is not good bubs
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what keeps you up at night - colby brock imagine
A/N: here’s my newest colby brock imagine! (i had to change c.b to his actual name because i got an anon saying they thought it meant chandler bing and i scReAmEd so it ruins my aesthetic but that’s better than people thinking i write chandler bing fan fic ahhahha) this was requested by a lovely anon, so thank you for that i loved this idea and writing it, so hopefully you guys like reading it. if you did, please REBLOG
Summary: you recently move to L.A and find yourself lonely in the middle of the night until you connect with Colby Brock, seemingly the only other person awake at 3am.
Word Count: 3k
You were in love. It was real and raw and it happened at midnight. It happened in the stillness, the darkness, as the bird chirps signifying that the morning was on it’s way. It happened when the rest of the world was asleep and even though it happened in the wee hours of the morning, Colby wanted to scream it out every hour of the day.
It started with a tweet about sunsets that turned into flirtatious comments about maybe you would like to see one with him one night that turned into a comment about maybe you should see a sunrise instead since you both always seemed to be up during those hours.
You were lonely since moving to L.A. You thought it would be better for your career, but it only took a few weeks in for you to realize that you didn’t have the same kind of friends in the area that you did at home - the kind that would stay up with you super late and become delirious with the lack of sleep. You realized that being in a new city all alone was scary and sad. You would scroll through Twitter and Instagram for hours on end, reading the same posts over and over again. The only person you ever saw active during the witching hours was one person: Colby Brock. And that was how it started; just someone to talk to when everything was quiet except your own mind.
It only took a week of flirting via direct message for him to ask you to see a real sunrise with him. You had seen his videos, of course, so when you pulled up to an abandoned building you weren’t very surprised. The idea of murder briefly crossed your mind and it was even more prominent when there was a violent knock on your car window that made you jump out of your own skin. You could hear the familiar chuckle just outside the window. You had heard the chuckle so many times before in his videos and when he would ask to video chat at midnight.
The first time he asked you, you agreed but hesitantly. You were laying in bed, your hair in a bun with no make-up on and you started to panic when he sent: ok, 1 min.
You threw on as much concealer and mascara as you could in the one minute it took him to ring your phone and you ran around your room like a chicken, checking the mirror every three seconds to make sure you looked good enough and you turned on a lamp and turned off the main light so that you didn’t look washed out with the horrible yellow lighting and then practiced on snapchat how to hold the camera so you got the best angle.
In the end, it didn’t really matter because talking to each other came so easily to you that you didn’t care how you looked because you were laughing and happy and he was laughing and was happy. That night, you fell asleep replaying that laugh over and over again your head so when you heard it outside your window, you knew it was Colby and rolled it down. “You scared me,” you admitted.
He chuckled again, sticking his head into the window. “I’m sorry,” he smirked, “you gonna come inside?”
“Why? So you can murder me? I asked for a sunrise, not my last one,” you teased. Colby smiled and opened your car door, holding his hand out for you to take it. It was the first time you were touching him and your heart was racing but when your hand was in his, you calmed down.
“Come on, it’s never patrolled, so we’ll be safe. I’ll keep you safe,” he said, helping you out of your car and closing the door behind you. The door to the building was busted off and the windows were boarded up. The weeds growing out of the cracks in the cement were too long and the trees were overgrown and it definitely has been abandoned for a long time. “Ready?” He asked, nodding towards the building. You nodded and Colby flicked on his flashlight, leading the way inside the building.
There was graffiti all over the walls, broken wooden posts all over the floor, glass cracking under your shoes. It was quiet besides that and an eerie feeling overwhelmed you as you walked and Colby told you about how empty this place always was but it had the best view of the skyline and when you said you wanted to see the sunrise, he knew he had to bring you here.
When you were out through the back, he showed you the ladder he had propped up against the wall, leading to the roof. When you asked him about it, he said he brought it hours ago. He said, “I didn’t want you to get hurt trying to scale the building.”
Your heart swelled at the gesture and he shined the flashlight up the ladder so you could see where you were stepping as he held the ladder steady until you reached the roof. The climb was easy and well worth it. He was right, it was the best view of the skyline. When he reached the top, he put his hand on your back and guided you to the spot where he wanted to sit.
That night was spent talking about a lot of the same things you guys talked about over the phone except this time, you could see his eyes light up as he talked about his fans and the excitement on his face when he told you stories from different exploration trips he and Sam had taken. You could see every detail on his face so crystal clear. It was so much better than over a screen and as the night progressed, he moved closer and closer to you and when the sun came out, your head was on his shoulder and his arm was wrapped around you and he told you that you were even prettier than that and you told him he was such a good liar that you almost believed him.
You didn’t see him for two more days, but it was midnight the next time you did. He picked you up outside of your house, honking twice to let you know he was there. When you got in the car, his eyes were lit up by the lights on the roof and somehow, he looked good even in the yellow lighting and you remembered how you tried so hard to avoid it that night and how, now, he was seeing you in it and smiling.
The music was a soft hum until he got all the stories that he wanted to tell you out of his system and when you told him you didn’t really have any, he turned the music up and started dancing behind the wheel. “You’re going to crash,” you laughed.
“There’s no one else on the road! Who cares! Dance with me!” He exclaimed, swerving in and out of the yellow dotted line to prove his point. He was right, it was late and you were on country roads now that lead to nowhere. His music was loud but it was good and you danced and sang along to the ones that you knew. You sang to him and out the window and with your eyes closed and you stopped caring what he thought about you anymore because he must like you if he kept talking to you.
Music became your thing after that night. When you got home, you made a playlist of all your favorite songs that you thought he might like and played it for him the next night when he came to pick you up. He liked them and sang them to you, no matter how bad he was. You exchanged music every single day and it was starting to be your favorite thing ever. The wee hours of the morning were no longer sad and lonely but now they were filled with songs and Colby.
During one of your midnight drives, Colby complained about being hungry and pulled over in a 24/hr diner right off of one of the country roads you were speeding down. The sign was flickering and the parking lot was empty except for Colby’s car and two others.
Entering the diner, it was eerily quiet. You could hear the cooks working in the back, pots and pans banging around and you heard the waitress talking to one of the through the little window they sent orders out through. Colby grabbed your hand and pulled you into a booth. You thought it was cute that he sat next to you instead of across because that way, he could put his arm around your shoulders and whisper into your ear about the other people in there.
That night, it was a dirty old guy. His hands were covered in old grease as he grabbed his burger with them, his beard that you assumed was blonde to match the hair on the top of his head was dusted with black and he was wearing clunky ass boots. There was another dirty man sitting a few tables away from the first one, but instead of looking like he had just got off of work, he looked like he was living on the streets and doing heavy drugs. He was too skinny and his hair was outgrown and he had quarters spread out on the table that he was counting. There was no food on the table and you told Colby that you think he was trying to get enough money for a meal so Colby got up, headed to his table and slid him a 20 dollar bill. You watched as the man thanked him and ordered a full meal that he devoured in minutes.
Adding onto your new found late night drives, the tradition was now to find and experience all the 24/hr diners in the area. You’d drive for hours in search of a new one and they all looked the same and all their food was delicious but it was fun to people watch and make up stories about the people that you would see at 2 am in a diner. You wondered what people thought when they saw you two sitting on the same side of the booth, whispering.
When you asked Colby why he always sat on the same side as you, his answer was simple: “How else am I supposed to get this close to you?”
You said: “You can always just ask.”
And he said, leaning in to whisper in your ear: “Can I scoot closer?” And he did, your hips touching under the table. Your stomach was doing somersaults, the butterflies rattling in the cage so hard you thought they would come up your throat and out of your mouth.
You fell in love in that passenger side seat, singing and laughing to your favorite music and you fell in love in those diner booths, listening to his sweet whisper as his hand grazed yours on accident. You fell in love before he even kissed you.
You were okay with being his midnight girl: a secret that he kept for only himself. You were the only person who saw who he really was when the camera lights weren’t on and the glare of the sun wasn’t hitting his cheeks. When he was in the dark and the silence. You would often sit in silence with him, watching him think as he laid on the hood of his car, looking at the stars.
“What are you thinking about?” You asked him.
“Just life. I’m living such a good one, you know? But I can’t help but be sad sometimes,” he admitted. You were sitting next to him, looking down at him. You put your hand on his thigh.
“It’s okay to be sad sometimes. Even if you’re living a good life,” you told him. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked at you.
“I’m not sad when I’m with you.”
He made you feel alive. Bringing you to diners and creepy fields in the middle of nowhere. He would play music off of his phone, the quality was shitty as it sat in his pocket but it was loud enough to hear and he would spin you around as you danced in the wheat fields under the same stars he was just looking at.
One night, as he spun around, his keys flew out of his pocket and you had spent three hours searching for them in the brush. If it was anyone else, you would have been super annoyed but it was Colby and he was making jokes about it and creeping up behind you as you were so focused on the ground, screaming in your ear and making you jump. “Colby!” You exclaimed, hitting his chest playfully.
When you finally found the keys, he walked you back to the car and opened the passenger side door for you. He blocked you in with his arms outstretched and instead of getting in, you turned to face him. His face was so close to yours but not as close as it had been in the past. “Why haven’t you kissed me yet?” You asked him. He was so easy to be honest with and before Colby, you would have never imagined asking a boy that but he was him and you wanted him to kiss you.
“Do you want me to kiss you?” He asked. He didn’t sound shocked by the question like he didn’t think you wanted him to, he sounded more confident than anything. Like he knows you wanted him to kiss you but he was just waiting for the perfect moment to come up but your whole relationship thus far was a string of perfect moments. You gulped and nodded and Colby leaned in closer. So close, his lips were almost touching yours and you could feel his breath on them. When they connected, your heart exploded in your chest and that sounds like an exaggeration but the build-up of the last three months was sitting on your chest on when he kissed you, that weight came crashing down.
After that, kissing was all you did. He kissed you when he dropped you off, not letting you go until he got in at least five good ones and he kissed you when you got into his car and at red lights and sometimes he even pulled over on the side of the street just for that reason. At the diners, he would kiss you in the back booth where no one could see and he could lean his seat back in the car so you could straddle him without hitting the steering wheel and you kissed him there.
His hands running up your shirt and to your bra but he never touched your boobs. He explored as much as he could of your body and your hands were in his hair and sometimes, your butt hit the horn making you both jump but then you laughed and went back to kissing.
You fell in love with him in the dark and as okay with that as you were, you were craving the sun and Colby had told all his friends about you and they all wanted to meet you and the first time you saw him in the daylight, it was like your whole world had opened up.
Him at midnight was like a separate life that you lived when the world was asleep and it almost felt like a dream but now, in the daylight, with the sun shining in the windows and his friends in front of you: he was real. The love that you had was real and raw and he was telling the world about it.
#colby brock#colby brock imagine#colby brock one shot#colby brock blurb#colby brock x reader#sam and colby#colby brock fan fiction#colby brock fic#colby brock fan fic
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pokemon champions + beach date with s/o
anonymous asked: Pokémon champions on a beach date with their s/o? Maybe their s/o wore like a new cute beach outfit that they’re a little embarrassed about and their reactions to it?
a/n: so mod touko and i collabed for this bc there’s a lot of champions and i’m wheezing very openly but LOL. we didn’t include alder bc mans is UGLY asf i gotta go,,,, 🤧 signed, mod elesa & mod touko.
blue openly checks u out and ur like!!! STOP there are PEOPLE!!! SIR!!! and hes like “[scoffing and hiding his blush behind sarcasm] wtf u have boobs???” “BLUE… PLEASE.,,” “[runs hand through his hair and forces out a laugh] ahHAhha ,, what Boobs,, i ,, [he stares for about three seconds] Haha you don’t have BREASTS… imagine that… 😳” so u flash him and he immediately moves to cover u with his BODY
lance turns SO red… like he knew you were cute but??? seeing you in a swimsuit just brings out the side of him thats so Jealous. he pulls you aside and asks you if you’ll put on a shirt or something… you’re like ??? no thot im on the beach please stop it!!
red turns BRIGHT RED he can’t handle how cute you look ... might just let out a lil groan or two at the sight of you running around the beach. might steal a glance or five at your booty 👀 might just ... SMOOCH!!!
steven just acts like a normal human being like “oh there you are, [name]! come look at this cool rock i found in the sand….” honestly rocks >>>>>> tiddies any day of the week for him
wallace thinks ur stunning when ur showing off ur cute figure bc u dont often do that so he’s… Pleased… if the blushies on his cheeks r anything to go by … what a fucking SMOL… he tries to be suave about it but god he’s so embarrassed
cynthia says some cute gay shit about “you look so sweet i could eat you up” and she winks at u… Hyper Lesbian Vibes… LESBIAN ACTIVITY…. she’s finally out of that black coat she’s wearing an oversized alolan shirt and she’s SO beautiful aaaa !!!
iris thinks you look super cute and drags you around to play on the beach with her! she gets pouty when you don’t pay attention to her bc she wants your cute ass all to herself ... i mean, LOOK IN THE MIRROR. THAT’S YOU. adorable ass... all cute n shit on a Thursday afternoon. the sun is still out.
diantha picks out a super cute outfit for you and you’re like ?? i would never wear this but it kinda matches with hers and like ... ok u Gotta... and when you put it on, she tries to maintain that Dignified aura but she’s hiding her cheeks with her hands and marveling at how gorgeous you look. anybody would be lucky to be diantha’s partner i-- bless
kukui is like “hey cousin u look nice hOLY SHIT HONKERS wow those are nice” he’s so brazen wow kukui perish! burnet hits him upside the head and he just grins, shrugging, bc “a man can’t appreciate a nice pair of honkers?”
hau… i always do aged up headcanons for hau bc have u seen hau as a kakuna… OK… what a fuckin babe… of course hau makes some dumbass awkward comment like “…you’ve really grown” and you’re like “…” and hes like SHIT “I-I MEAN I JUST LIKE, YOU KNOW, YOU’REe uHhhH, TALLER??!1/1″ and u kinda stare at him… before pressin ur boobs together with ur hands… and his face turns BEET RED and he fiercely turns away from u and slips in the sand and dies
#blue#blue (pokemon)#Lance#lance (pokemon)#champion lance#champion blue#red#red (pokemon)#steven stone#wallace#wallace (pokemon)#cynthia#cynthia (pokemon)#champion cynthia#iris#iris (pokemon)#diantha#diantha (pokemon)#kukui#professor kukui#kukui (pokemon)#hau#hau (pokemon)#champion hau#mod elesa#mod touko#pokemon imagines#pokemon headcanons#pokemon scenarios#x reader
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SS1.10.1 - The Two Colors
Part 1 Side Story Chapter 10.1
Side Stories
[On the Streets]
Girl A: They announced the debut recording of Takanashi Production's new idol group! It's definitely about IDOLiSH7, right!?
Girl B: Yayyー! I can finally get IDOLiSH7's CD!
Girl A: Let's show how cool Mitsuki-kun is to all our friends!! …… Huh?
Girl B: MEZZO”? What is this……?
Girl A: It's not IDOLiSH7……?
[In the Studio]
MC: Now, let's welcome them! The hot topic’s idol duo, MEZZO” ……!
Sougo: Please take care of us.
Tamaki: Take care of usー.
MC: The promising idol duo, MEZZO”, with their best-selling debut song! It's a bittersweet love song! Have you ever had an experience like that, Ousaka-san?
Sougo: It's not an unrequited love but, I understand how it feels when you want to say something but couldn't say it in the end.
MC: Ousaka-san is so kind, it sounds just like you! Yotsuba-san, what do you think?
Tamaki: About what?
MC: Have you ever had an experience with an unrequited love or something similar with this song's lyrics?
Tamaki: None. I've already said this you know.
Sougo: Tamaki-kun, you said that at a different job, so...
Tamaki: Oh, really? No I haven't.
MC: Ahaha! Yotsuba-san is interesting, isn't he! What is MEZZO” to you, Yotsuba-san?
Tamaki: Huh? What is MEZZO” to me?
Sougo: Tamaki-kun……
Tamaki: ……Umm, I don't know. We formed it all of a sudden and……
MC: Eh?
Tamaki: Everyone is counting on us, so I think I should work hard to make it famous. Well, it's important to me.
Tamaki: It's like, um, it still has no shape. MEZZO”, I mean.
Sougo: .............
MC: Ah.... Um, so even the best of friends has some circumstances, huh! Ousaka-san, what about you?
Sougo: I'm happy I can sing with the talented Tamaki-kun. To me, MEZZO” is our biggest chance.
MC: You trust Yotsuba-san so much huh!
Sougo: Of course.
Tamaki: .............
[In the Hallway]
Tamaki: Liar.
Sougo: I didn't lie. And you shouldn't have said that ambiguous answer, the staff and fans are confused because of it.
Tamaki: What should I say then? What is MEZZO” to you, Sou-chan?
Sougo: I’ve already said it, right? It's our biggest chance.
Tamaki: Can I say that next time?
Sougo: Eh? U, umm……
Tamaki: I don't know after all. Same with you, you don't really know, right? What the two of us are.
Sougo: .............
Tamaki: MEZZO” was born for the sake of IDOLiSH7, but it's not for our sake, right? You don't have to force yourself to think about it so deeply. Just acknowledge it already.
Tamaki: It's like a transparent box that's made in a hurry. It's empty, with nothing in it.
Sougo: ……Tamaki-kun……
Tamaki: Don't pretend it has any important meanings to you when it actually doesn’t. Don't pretend like you are here because you wanted to be. That makes me sad, you know.
Sougo: .............
Sougo: What else can I do then? It's our counterplan so that we don't have to quit IDOLiSH7. What do you mean by sad. Why does it make you sad……?
Sougo: …… If your partner wasn't me, would you say that it has meaning? If you were with someone closer to you……
Sougo: Tamaki-kun doesn't want me to be his partner after all……
Sougo: …… Even if it has no important meaning, we have to make it so it has meaning. If it doesn't have any color, we must show that it has colors. We debuted first so we can do that, right?
Sougo: This is our job, Tamaki-kun. I know it's hard, but please be patient.
Tamaki: ............
Tamaki: He…… he didn't deny that MEZZO” had no meaning. So, it's not that important to him after all?
Tamaki: If he really is glad to be my partner, he would’ve denied it. But he didn't, so it's really like that after all.
Tamaki: He’s just saying that he's glad to be my partner, but he’s not thinking about me at all. He just thinks about the others……
Tamaki: I know we decided to debut together with everyone, and I'm working hard to make it happen. But, just a bit is fine so, at least think about my feelings too!
Tamaki: What I'm saying is……
Girl: Ahー! It's MEZZO”! I love MEZZO”! We're supporting youー!
Tamaki: …… Thank you.
Sougo: Thank you very much. We'll do our best.
[On the Streets]
Girl A: MEZZO”'s debut…… Isn’t it just Sougo-kun and Tamaki-kun? What about Riku-kun? He's the center……
Girl B: What will happen to the other five? Will they just be back-up dancers……?
Girl A: Let's support them more! Maybe the other five will debut too if we keep supporting them!
Girl B: But if they wanted to make them debut, they shouldn't have just picked the popular ones! Takanashi Production is the worst!
[At Takanashi Production]
Banri: …… They feel betrayed, huh.
Otoharu: Banri-kun, what is that?
Banri: The fans' reactions of MEZZO”'s debut.
Banri: We got a lot of mourning from IDOLiSH7's old fans.
Banri: I knew this would happen but, to think that there's this many negative reactions……
Otoharu: Now that the shape has changed, there's nothing we can do…… The fans don't know if we want to let them debut as seven, or just the two of them after all.
Otoharu: No matter how we explain it to them, we can't erase their doubts and sadness.
Banri: …… When the shape has changed……
[At another studio]
Yuki: I'm sleepy……
Staff: Yuki-san, have you heard? The idol group that got popular recently, they only picked the popular ones to debut.
Staff: What was it again? There were around ten members in it but only two could debut in the end.
Staff: They're so different from Re:vale who were good friends from the start!
Yuki: .............
Staff: How terrible, they abandoned their friends. I'm the type that would take care of my friends! Just like Re:vale……
Yuri: Betraying doesn't mean abandoning their friends. You jump to the conclusion of them abandoning their friends, but that just shows how you abandoned your friends to be here, am I wrong?
Staff: Ah, no, I……
Yuki: It would have been nice if you met me before I got popular. I'm sure you would laugh at me, just like how you laugh at those kids. (1)
Staff: Um! Please wait...! …… Aah…… Why did he get mad……?
[In the Lesson room]
Iori: Manager has entrusted me to help out with the promotion of MEZZO”.
Iori: Osaka-san, Yotsuba-san, please take care of me.
Sougo: Please take care of us too. What is everyone else doing now?
Iori: They are discussing about the contents of our WEB program with manager.
Tamaki: Sounds nice~. Hm……? Iorin, you have bags under your eyes though, are you okay……?
Iori: Don't mind me.
Iori: …… I will definitely make MEZZO” a selling success.
Iori: It was my fault that it came to this. I won't let us end with just MEZZO”. In order to make us IDOLiSH7, I……
Iori: I will analyze MEZZO”'s way to succeed, and make the perfect strategies for them.
[In the meeting room]
Tsumugi: Now, let's start thinking about the contents of our WEB program!
Mitsuki: Roger! Let's work hard, for MEZZO”’s sake too!
Riku: And for Iori! It looks like he’s been up really late recently. I wonder if he’s alright ……
Yamato: It's Ichi. I bet he blames himself that MEZZO” had to debut earlier, he must be thinking about a lot of things.
Nagi: OH! Then let's come up with some nice ideas, for the sake of IDOLiSH7! What is your plan Tsumugi?
Tsumugi: First, I would like for us to decide what our target audience should be!
Tsumugi: As male idols, should you target a female audience and make an exciting program for your female fans,
Tsumugi: Or should you make something like a variety show that doesn't only target female, but a male audience as well?
Mitsuki: If we target a female audience, what kind of program will it be like?
Tsumugi: Something along the lines of how you would invite a girl to a date, or other things that shows everyone's cool side!
Tsumugi: Let's try it out for now!
Yamato: If we are doing it now, we need someone to do the female role.
Tsumugi: I knew you would say that, so I……
Riku: Eh!? Manager will play the girlfriend!? I, I'm getting nervou……
Tsumugi: So I have prepared the female role for you all!
Tsumugi: It's Kokona-chan's body pillow!
Nagi: OH! So cute……!
Yamato: Uwaa, how sexyー.
Mitsuki: It reeeally makes me want to hug her tight, and bring her to the bed, huhー.
Tsumugi: Okay, let’s start! Starting with Riku-san, please!
Riku: Okay! Ehehe…… It's a bit embarrassing……
Riku: …… Uh, umm…… Would you like to have a, um… dinner? Or a cup of tea? with me……?
Yamato: A cup of tea, he said! So cute!
Riku: ……gh, don't tease me please!
Mitsuki: Hyu~ Hyuu~! Get closer to Kokona-chan! More!
Riku: L, like this……?
Nagi: Noo! Don't push!!、 Don't squash her please!
Mitsuki: I meant, make her more flustered!
Riku: But Kokona-chan is so quiet all the time!!
Yamato: That means she’s embarrassed! If you don't say anything now, you won’t win her heart!
Riku: I, is that so…… Err, I'm not a suspicious man, my name is Nanase Riku.
Mitsuki: My name is Kokona! What did you need from me? (2)
Riku: I…… I'm hitting…… on you……
Yamato: Your voice is so small we can't hear anything thoughー.
Riku: ……gh, I think you're really cute, so I came here to pick you up! Please go on a date with me!
Mitsuki: Gyahahaha! Hm~ What should I do now~?
Riku: Pleas……
Nagi: Hi, girl. Shall we spend a marvelous evening together after this?
Riku: ……!? I’ve been beaten……
Yamato: Gyahaha! Now it’s turned out to be a competition! Ok then, I'm joining in. Hey, do you wanna kill some time with Onii-san here?
Mitsuki: I won't lose to you, old man! I'm better than him right, Kokona-chan!
Riku: U, umm…… I'm so sorry, I'm busy today……
Mitsuki: Why is Riku acting as Kokona-chan now!?
Yamato: And he turned us down too!
Nagi: You know how much I love you, right Kokona!?
Riku: One more time! Let's do it one more time from the beginning……!!
[In the Lesson room]
Sougo: So, what should Tamaki-kun and I do today?
Iori: Partnership is important in every duo unit. Let's learn from the famous duo idols, Re:vale, and see what we can do from there.
Iori: First, let's watch this.
Momo: As expected of my partner! Darling, you're so handsome~! I love you~!
Yuki: Ahhahha. Keep it down, Honey.
Audience: Kyaaa……! Re:vale are the bestest best friends in the worldー!
Tamaki & Sougo: ..............
Tamaki: …… It's impossible……
Sougo: I think that’s a bit too hard for us……
Iori: The harder the better, right? Now, let's try it.
Tamaki: …… Darling.
Sougo: …… Honey.
Iori: That was the most monotonous ‘darling-honey’ exchange I have ever heard.
Tamaki: Isn't it okay as long as we look like best friends? Can I try what looks like 'best friends' to me?
Iori: You have a plan? Please, try it now.
Tamaki: Sou-chan, lend me your ear.
Sougo: Ah…… I see, okay.
Tamaki: Then, we're doing it now.
Iori: Go ahead.
Sougo: Hwawawa! I dropped the cup!
Tamaki: Geez, what a clumsy person you are, Ousaka-san.
Iori: Who said you should mimic Nanase-san and I…… And, we're not best friends!
Tamaki: But you are. I envy you a bit…… Ah! I have another idea.
Tamaki: OH! Sougo, you are so cute!
Sougo: Hey, Tamaki! Don't cling onto me!
Iori: What do you mean by 'don't cling onto me!’ Stop mimicking Nii-san and Rokuya-san!
Iori: Why does it have to be Rokuya-san in the first place…… No, never mind.
Tamaki: But, Mikki and Nagicchi are closer than Iorin and Mikki, right?
Iori: That's not true……!
Tamaki: Are you worried?
Iori: …… I am not……
Sougo: Tamaki-kun. It's not good to compare who’s closer with who in a group.
Tamaki: Why.
Sougo: Why…… It would make it awkward, right?
Tamaki: It won't. Sou-chan, you prefer to do ‘darling-honey’ with Rikkun or Yama-san than with me, right?
Sougo: Ahaha. It'd be embarrassing to do it with Yamato-san. And I'm sure Riku-kun will get embarrassed before I could.
Tamaki: Look, you sound happier if you did it with them!!
Sougo: I'd be happy to do it with you as well! It's you who doesn't feel like it, right!?
Sougo: Aah…… Sorry, I didn’t mean to force you.
Tamaki: ..............
Sougo: …… What do you want to do, Tamaki-kun? What should I do, so that you can do well with me? I will work hard, so……
Tamaki: …… Things like working hard, it's not like you have to……
Iori: Indeed, you have to work hard. Now is the most crucial and hardest time for everyone. Okay, let's do it again.
Tamaki: Darling……
Sougo: Honey……
Iori: This is the most discouraged ‘darling-honey’ I’ve ever heard……
Iori: .............
Iori: It was my fault that the two of you had to debut first.
Sougo: That's not……!
Tamaki: That's wrong!
Iori: Please hear me out. If the two of you are having a hard time and are stressed out, it'd make me feel bad as well.
Iori: Please take your time and talk with each other, so you can have the best time and succeed…
Iori: Before you can talk with each other, there's still so many things unsettled around the both of you, and I’m sure it will be really hard on you both.
Iori: But, I still believe in you. Yotsuba-san and Ousaka-san will definitely be a unit that only the two of you can make.
Iori: Both of you can paint it together, with the colors only the two of you can produce. Definitely.
Tamaki & Sougo: .............
Tamaki: If we take our time…… I wonder if anything will change between us?
Sougo: Without forcibly making up it's meaning. Without forcibly showing it's colors……
Tamaki: Will it have the colors only we can make?
Sougo: Without feeling guilty, will I be able to truly call him my partner?
Sougo: Someday……
To be continued...
T/N
*MISS YOU PLAYING IN BACKGROUND*
Proofread by Sophia @aseria THANK YOU!!
The title. 二人で色付けて literally means "paint it with two person's colors". We decided to use "The two colors" to make it sound like a title lolol
(1) MEZZO”'s current situation is similar with Yuki’s past. Yuki 'betrayed' Banri by forming a new Re:vale with Momo, but Yuki didn’t abandon Banri, he had no choice since Banri was gone that time, just like MEZZO” now.
(2) I highly recommend Wingu as Kokona's CV
Thank for reading~
#idolish7#idolish seven#mezzo"#I translated this through my tears#MEZZOOOO#the next side story is about yama-san#reading it after pt3 is like#nngghhhhh#YAMA-SANNN#ok time to study#yazutranslates#sidestories translation
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Oh god, it's so hard to choose which is my favorite...Tsuna-chan is close to my heart because KHR was my first shounen and I love the thought of a main character in an unplanned reverse harem (plus she is so me in that situation it's ridiculous), but I adore Naruto-chan and Chouko-chan as well... and now with Jun-chan... Basically I love every story and character and want to hug all of these children and keep them safe. (If I HAD to choose one, it's probably Setsuna)
lmao, this just proves that everyone loves Tsuna. THIS IS WHY SHE’S AN ANIME PROTAG. AHHAHHA. Try as she might to deny it, she just falls into it without even trying.
Ahh, poor Naruto, she’s the embodiment of my anxiety and depression in such a stressful predicament. At least she has a better chance of recovering now that she’s managed to catch Hinata’s eye, as well as Sasuke’s.
Chouko, gosh I need to get back on HER SOON. That poor girl!!
And of course, Jun...this smol bird has so much ahead of her like Yu. Oh there will be pain, angst, and lots and lots of bonding. (and the occasional awkward boner lol, wouldn’t be a Persona fic of mine if that didn’t happen ahahhahaha)
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365 Degrees― CH. 2
“completing the circle”
written by. Rielin
bgm produce 101 - oh little girl (piano or original)
“Wh- What th...?!”
The confused female couldn’t help but to stumble her words when the once-hated neighbor randomly reached toward her. She quickly backed away a step, covering her forehead in hopes of hiding her reddened cheeks. On the other side, Elsword still remained confused as ever at her awkward actions; he assumed she was sick due to her nervousness along with her flushed cheeks, yet no hint of warmth was transferred during the time his skin shared contact with hers. Elsword shrugged as if he was saying ‘Guess not’.
Then the hand that was covering the reddened forehead of Eve’s naturally moved toward her nose, her petite hands overlapped with one another, somewhat ineffectively blocking her airway.
What is that stench?
After asking herself, her glance was directed toward the overly filled garbage bags near his hands. It was stinking smell consisting of alcohol, various kinds of drugs, and puke, and smelling all of that mixed with one another sure made Eve want to throw up as well. Because the constant stench that lingered in the air fused with the thought of puking, Eve couldn’t help but let out a weak cough.
“Oh, you are sick!”
Wat.
“N- no, I’m not!”
Huh?
“But you just coughed! And like… your face is super red,”
God damn it.
Eve released a stressful sigh and said,
“No, I’m not sick but thank you,”
And with those words, she quickly covered her reddened cheeks with her silvery locks hanging near her ear. She grabbed her nearly-full trash bags as well and decided to swiftly leave the place that was constantly making her nervous. Yet that was not the case according to Elsword.
“Oh, I’m going the same way,”
Eve turned around with a slight hint of frown. He was letting out an innocent laugh like a little child. Why did she not notice the trash bags?! Of course, they’re going the same way. And of course, Elsword being the one always wanting to explore more into the society and meet new people, this was not something new for him. In fact, he have always wanted to meet his next door neighbor, for she was never seen outside of her house. He have even wondered, does anyone live there? Yet during silent nights, he have often heard gentle indie music and mumbled radio noises from the other side of the wall, and somehow those noises have helped him through his sleep at times. Therefore he always wanted to meet whoever was living on the other side of the wall, he have never expected it be such a petite, fragile girl that's also a liar saying she's not sick.
The two walked down the staircase and arrived at their destination where there is a giant dumpster for the apartment residents to throw their trash bags in. Elsword easily threw his garbages away and offered a hand for Eve, since he constantly thought that she’s so fragile and sick and that he must help. On the other hand, Eve was extremely nervous around new strangers and the visual image of Elsword placing his hand on top of her forehead kept repeating within her mind, making her cheeks even more heated. She handed her trash to Elsword, who lightly threw it into the dumpster. She quietly thanked him yet it seemed like he didn't hear her.
“...,”
The silver haired female lazily spreaded her body across her comfortable mattress as it sunk her restless body down. She returned home from doing just one errand, throwing away her trash, and she’s already tired. Then her hand started to pat down the sheets as if was searching for something, only to lay her hands on her phone. She expertly flipped the device toward the correct direction and pressed on the home button, the LED lights displaying rather brightly in the dim room. She maneuvered her thumb to click on an app called Contacts and scrolled down, only to come to a halt in front of a new contact called ‘Elsword’.
How did this happen…
Eve reflected back to just mere ten minutes ago, when the two arrived in front of their doorstep. Eve decided to say farewell and go back into her apartment, yet her neighbor stopped her by calling her ‘hey, neighbor’.
Like I know he doesn’t know my name, but what the hell?! Neighbor?
At that moment, Eve turned around as she bit her lower lip, somewhat fearful of whatever his request was. But to her surprise, he simply handed her his phone and asked,
“You wanna exchange numbers?”
How could she resist a such contentful face when he was smiling like that…? She merely thought of him as a troublesome neighbor and was looking forward to moving out within the next month, yet it seemed like he wasn’t much of a lousy person, but a friendly one. She shyly handed her phone as well and the two entered their digits in, saving it with their name; Elsword and Eve.
Eve pressed on the name displaying Elsword. There was no picture, no address, simply just his name and his phone number. She haven’t had a new contact in her list for as long as she could remember… the last time was during her last semester when she was forced to work with a random student her professor assigned her with… and that her partner never replied to her text messages nor answered her calls so she had to complete all of the work. She let out a stressful sigh at a such annoying past that forever resides within her memories. Then at that moment, her finger accidentally slipped, releasing her grip on the phone as it landed right on top of her nose.
“Ouch…!”
She grouched out with annoyance as she raised herself up from her position and rubbed her nose in hopes of making the pain disappear. Then all of a sudden-
“Hello?”
What is that…? Who…
She glanced around. She clearly heard a rather low, husky voice saying ‘Hello’ yet there was no one but her in the room. Suddenly feeling scared at the thought of a ghost or stalker lurking inside her house, she stood up and grabbed one of her heaviest textbooks that she was forced to pay full price for and never used.
At times like this… this textbook can be useful, she thought.
“Uh… Eve?”
“Who is it?! Come out here right now!”
After hearing who this man was, calling her name, she felt goosebumps rising on her skin. She screamed out, showing hint of bravery yet she knew she was about to pee herself in fear.
“Um… What the…”
I… I have to call the police…!
She thought, perhaps the police can resolve this issue. She quickly reached toward her phone, only to realize that she… was in middle of a call? Her phone displayed a screen which she was in a call for thirty seconds… with Elsword?!
What is this? Since when-
She thought to herself, then the moment when she was looking at her newly added contact, Elsword came into her mind. Then her finger accidentally slipped, only to drop on her nose. Perhaps… when the phone landed on her nose, it touched the screen and pressed call?
Oh my god, what do I do?!
She thought as she panicked, placing her textbook down on the floor with a loud thud.
[Uh… what was that? Are you okay, Ev-]
She hung up.
“Um…,”
She said as she glanced around, trying to recollect her thoughts to understand the current situation, yet her brain wasn’t working properly.
Then at that moment, someone knocked on her door rather loudly. But she didn’t even end up calling the police… who could it be?
She opened the door, and the person behind it revealed it to be no other than Elsword himself.
“Are you okay, Eve? I heard a thud…,”
He drifted his sentence off into silence. Eve decided to open up her lips and said,
“I- I’m fine. Sorry, I dropped my phone and I guess I accidentally called you. Thanks for worrying about me,”
Another moment of silence. After a hint of hesitation, Elsword said,
“Ah… But your nose is bleeding,”
“WHAT,”
With those words, Eve dashed into her bathroom and flickered the light on. With panicked eyes, she stared into the mirror which reflected her appearance…
Ah… my nose is bleeding…
Not only that,
Ah… my hair's a mess, my outfit’s a mess… I’m a mess.
Only to make it worse, Elsword had entered her bathroom as well as if he was worried about her.
I didn’t even invite him in…?! Why did he enter?!
A mess. A definite mess.
“Hahaha,”
What the hell is he laughing at?!
Eve whipped her head back to glance at Elsword, who was actually laughing at her with a childish laugh?!
“Ha- Hmph, Sorry,”
He said as he cleared his throat, yet Eve glimpsed hint of smile across his face. Is this funny?! While she was desperately crying on the inside, he was laughing at her appearance… right now!
note:
lmao this story is a mess i make them so stupid ahhahha
there will be more funny moments in every chapter, you guys will get to see how messed up i am lmao.
also i was planning to write everything in present tense but i suck at it so it's back to past tense! sorry for confusion!
as for the bgm the piano version by DooPiano or just the original song both fits hence why i put the parenthesis.
oh! and i was suppose to upload artificial flower first but i've barely been working on that and have been working on this oops
anyways, thank you guys for reading! :D
#i make them so stupid LMFAO#i'm a mess sorry#but this is the true rielin!!!#elsword x eve#elseve#elswordeve#eve#elsword#fanfiction#text#elsword fanfiction#365 degrees
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