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headcanons of them comforting you if you had nightmares? Ayato, dulic, kaeya, and al haitham
Aw man, wish I had some sexy 6ft tall dudes, pushing me into their boobs telling me it's okay while I am having a heart attack about a cupcake eating my ass. OwO Also ran this shit through Grammarly no spelling errors here suckers. HEHEHEHE ~
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Ayato ╔═════ ∘◦ ✾ ◦∘ ══════╗╔═════ ∘◦ ✾ ◦∘ ══════╗
He would bring you water and snacks to help you recover.
You will be feeling your cheeks on his bare chest, assuming he sleeps in a kimono. He would hug you into his bare chest, and snuggle your head.
Ayato would ask you about your nightmares, and he would be patient and listen to you.
He may pull you in between his legs and hug you to calm you down.
If you guys are in the same bed, he would hug you from behind and whisper sweet nothing in your ear, if you are in separate beds and rooms, he would knock and come in and lay next to you until you fall back asleep.
He might even take the next day off to spend the day with you, debating on how bad it is, such as if it's a trauma nightmare, he would spend the day with you, or you can just ask him to. He is a man who spoils the person he likes.
He would rub your back and walk you to the bathroom to wash your face.
"Come now, lay here as much as you desire, I won't leave you, not even for a second."
He would mostly remind you that it is just a nightmare and you don't need to worry because he is there to protect you.
He might also hum while your face is buried in this neck.
He would also stroke your head, and give you forehead kisses.
Overall, he is just really touchy and physical to help comfort you.
Diluc ☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆
Diluc would be more serious, and take you seriously all the way.
"Deep breaths, tell me what's going on. I'm here to listen."
He would mostly say that it's not real and you don’t have to worry about it.
He would cup your face and look you in the eyes, as he talks to you, to calm you down.
He would plant kisses on your cheeks to calm you down.
He would have you on top of him, holding you, to make sure you are okay.
He would also stay up even if you fall asleep, to look after you.
He would 100% massage your arm and squeeze your hand as you talk about your nightmare to him.
He would pull your body close to his and push his hand under your shirt, up your back to rub your back more lovingly.
He would whisper in your ear to help you forget it. "Do you…know that red rock we saw yesterday…I picked it up…I will have it turned into a ring…"
Diluc will try and rationalize it for you, and tell you that it's not real and that it doesn’t make sense. He tries to rely on logic to help ease your nerves and will help you go back to sleep by just holding you close to him.
He is also a little bitchass but that is another story.
Kaeya ༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈⛧┈
He would very much immediately know that you had a nightmare and even know what you got scared about.
"Ah did you have a nightmare about that scary hilichurl again?" He would laugh and chuckle
He would sit you up in bed, and he would join in. He would put one arm around you and talk to you about how stupid Hilichurls are and how they aren’t any threats.
He would tease you if your nightmare isn’t serious like a trauma one. A trauma one, he would sit and listen and relate with you on the events as well.
His eyepatch is off, so you can see his whole face, as he is being fully comfortable showing you his face.
He would sometimes offer to go on a walk with him to help you forget about it, maybe he will make ice cream for you.
He would bring stuff to show you, such a photo albums and he would use that to distract you. He is more hands on with distracting you.
I can see him letting you wear his pajama shirt or letting you wear something of his for you to feel safe. "Here, wear this earring tonight, it will protect you." He would put it on for you.
He won’t try and get you back to sleep, he would mostly spend an all nighter with you, and watch the sunrise with you through the window. Then sleep all day.
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He would 100% use logic and rationality to debunk your whole ass dream. "What? A slime with sharp teeth? That is biologically impossible, here's why."
He would do methods to help ease your nerves, such as getting you warm milk and telling you that it's known to help.
He would stay by your side quietly for a bit, make deep conversation with you.
He would legit tell you the science behind nightmares and why they shouldn’t be so scary, however, he is also accepting your emotions to it, despite his education night class shit, he makes your emotions feel valid.
He would try and talk about his experiences in Akademiya as a student or scribe.
He would talk about his research and journeys with you, and offer you to join him sometimes.
His hand will mostly be on your leg or knee. He will try and keep his physical comfort touch in the background so you can focus on processing your nightmare.
He would try and help you back to sleep, but if you can’t, he would stay with you quietly. Recommend you books or talk about what he is reading.
He is mostly just going to talk to you, to get your mind off of the nightmare you had, keeping physical touch to a minimum, unless you directly ask him for more.
He would lay with you and tell you sleeping positions to ease your mind or hold your hand under the sheets so you can be at ease.
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I love jla so so much and I live for that au (i guess??) where aemond takes the reader back with him
Also Alicent meeting her grandbaby is smth I need stat
Just sexy eyepatch man and his little family brings so much joy to my heart no matter where they end up 😭😭
alicent falls in love with her grandson, seeing her beloved aemond in little aemion’s plump cheeks and violet eyes and soft and quiet attitude. he’s an absolute treasure and she just melts.
real talk but i always imagine alicent being such an attentive and active grandmother, who finds great joy in her grandchildren. bouncing them on her knees, kissing their cheeks and fingers, reading to them in the late evening hours. all that she’ll def do with aemion.
sometimes criston will find her in the early morning hours, reading her scriptures and praying to the seven while aemion babbles and plays with his dragon plushie.
“the little prince is with you this morning, my queen?”
“ah, yes. he was crying, and I didn’t want for him to awake his sleeping parents.”
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i just wanted to take a moment to look at you
pairing: diluc x gn!reader
note: i'm back... i decided to write diluc for once. based off of a wattpad-worthy story my friend got to experience that i am exceedingly jealous of. also, this is kind of the diluc version of my "sun is up" kaeya fic so if you're into the sexy eyepatch man at all, maybe check that one out :)
As it turned out, Diluc Ragnvindr was just as sleep-deprived as you had thought he would be. A sideways glance at the gently ticking clock positioned on the far wall told you that noon had passed and yet, the man before you didn't seem inclined in the slightest to awake.
For all it was worth, your time spent waiting was not without the most stunning of views. There wasn't a soul in Mondstat who could claim Diluc to be anything less than striking without resentment or envy coloring their tone. There was a certain pride however in noting that you were likely the only one who had seen this particular side of his beauty. The thick, wavy hair he always took such efforts to keep cleanly tied back now lay splayed out on the pillow beneath him, surrounding his head like a fiery crown. You hadn't realized it before, but his eyelashes were extremely long, casting warm shadows into the space under his closed eyes as his chest rose and fell gently in a even rhythm.
Ah yes, the famed Darknight Hero, the only one to brave the darkness in servitude of Mondstat. Looks like it had caught up with him.
With a sigh, you placed the steaming cup of coffee in your hands atop the nearest bedside table before settling yourself on the edge of the bed. Well, it wasn't like you had anything particularly urgent to get done today.
Moving in slow, tentative stretches, you gently eased yourself back underneath the covers. A soft groan left your lips as your back made contact with the plush bedding, your limbs relaxing fully into the soft covers. Sure, the man in your bed was pretty great but just the bed was honestly kind of nice too. Despite his wealth, Diluc wasn't the type to splurge on much but his bedding was always of the finest quality. The man had his priorities straight.
Your eyes were just fluttering shut when the sound of movement next to you jolted you awake once more. You moved immediately to sit up, expecting to see one of the maids standing in the doorway but the moment you moved to sit up, a hand grasped onto your shoulder, gently yanking you back onto the bed.
"Wha-" The words caught in your throat as instinctively, you threw your hands up in front of you to fend off your attacked. In an instant however, those hands were caught, a grip tight around your wrists that pushed them into the sheets above your head. In the moment it took your brain to come back online, you vaguely registered a curtain of red that seemed to surround you, blocking out the thin rays of sunlight making their way through the curtains.
"Are you just about done?" The words are harsh but the soft laugh at the end tells you need to know. Finally composed enough to stop fighting your boyfriend (who was very much supposed to be asleep), you stared up at the man hovering above you with wide eyes.
The world was still red, but you could now identify it as Diluc's hair. the ends of it settled gently around you, a few strands tickling the top of your head as the man shifted his weight forward, bringing his face closer to yours.
"What's all this about?" You managed to get the words out though they sounded a little pitiful even to your own ears. It wasn't your fault that the man you were so lucky to call your partner was this beautiful. You'd been admiring him all morning but in that moment you were sure that you could just lay here staring into those eyes for an eternity longer.
"I just wanted to take a moment to look at you." His tone was once again, almost comically matter-of-fact as though he hadn't just spit out a line that could make anyone in Teyvat swoon.
"Is there really all that much to look at?" You could feel the flush spreading across your cheeks as you peeled your gaze away from his, instead looking very deliberately at the floral curtains on the nearest window.
Diluc let out a soft chuckle as he released one of your wrists, instead bringing it down to your chin, gently tilting your face back towards his. His lips were closer now and you couldn't stop your eyes from flitting down towards them. His next words were a whisper just before his lips met yours.
"More than you can ever imagine."
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Hi, I loved your post about the family vacation with Ichi and Sawashiro. And I'll just say that I didn't have a problem with Sawashiro's role in IW... until the very last second. Because they get a freaking helicopter for Kiryu, but no one even went to look if Sawashiro was ok?? They just leave him in the chair while tending to Kiryu. BOTH of them are dying.
Like holy shit, Ichi would have gone to him in a second. He would have stopped Ebina's monologue instead of just standing there without even knowing if he was alive or not. That was for me the most disrespectful moment. I loved how Ichi believed in him at the beginning of Chapter 10, and then I was expecting some kind of reunion at the end but he f*cks off to Hawaii, not even a "Please save the Captain" to Kiryu or anything. That's what made me the most mad
I really hope they pay us off in Y9, he better come back with a cool eyepatch and join the party
Omg I didn't really expect anyone to read that post let alone get an ask about it but I'm so glad that you loved it!! And huge same if he's not coming back as a party member or dying in a meaningful way, there's no point bringing that asshole back.
Me, being the Arakawa family tragedy enjoyer that I am, was overjoyed to see Sawashiro back for 8 and while he did have a few banger moments, the ending really did ruin it all for me. Me bitching abt it under the cut bc I need to puke out my anger Somewhere
Like I keep going back to think about how Ebina calls Ichi, tells him that he's got a bone to pick with him, tells him that he's holding Sawashiro captive bc what better bait to dangle in front of Ichi than the possibility of someone he cares for getting hurt??? And lets be real here the rest of the cast has no reason whatsoever to care about Sawashiro other than him being someone important to Ichi. (I think Tomi says something like 'i dont know this guy but if he's being used as bait he's gotta be important to you' iirc)
Then Kiryu walks in and is like "leave Ebina to me" bc Ebina's plotline is suddenly something personal Kiryu has to deal with??? (my feelings about kiryu being a protag in this game is a whole diff can of worms that I wont open rn but keep in mind how its mostly negative) So Ichi leaves that to him and doesn't really state what he's feeling about all the new info that gets dropped on him (this could be a 'Ichi putting others above himself' moment but i still hate it bc whats the point of Ebina's '''plot twist''' if Ichi was not even a part of it????)
And my god Sawashiro at that last scene. I think my live reaction of that scene is still on twitter where I just bitch for an hour. Even before the scene happened I was like "If they kill Sawashiro without Ichi present it'd make no sense. just like how killing Hanawa without Kiryu present was a Bad Choice".
When that chair turned... I think I tuned out the rest of Ebina's monologue bc I kept thinking the same 3 things: 1. none of this would've happened if sawashiro came with me to hawaii, 2. there's absolutely no reason for this to happen with This Cast (i dont think they even react outside of gasping or something) and 3. when will this masato clone wanna-be shut the fuck up so I can beat his face in (One thing I'll give to that chair scene was how it was a direct parallel to Hoshino's corpse. I think it was a very sexy thing rgg did.)
And then they're like "look!! he's not dead!!!" but at that point I was not sure if that was a 'last words' or a 'he's still alive!' moment. and I'm gonna be honest I Still Do Not know bc just like you said anon, NOONE DOES ANYTHING ABOUT HIM??? (nor about ebina for that matter) AND THEN THERES NO FOLLOW UP WHATSOEVER????? and all this makes me see it as sequel bait tbh
and I'm not even going into how he doesnt even get to meet Akane again. Thats a whole other topic on its own and I think I already typed out enough lol.
#thank you so much for this ask!! but also#IM SORRY I DIDNT WANT THIS TO BE A HATER MOMENT BUT I HAPPEN TO HAVE A LOT OF EMOTIONS FOR THIS ASSHOLE AND I AM. VERY UPSET :((#my haterisms for this game (mostly) stems from my immense love for these fuckass fictional characters#I need to force myself to finish writing this fic. its gonna be sort of an aftermath i needed w ichi & sawashiro.#I need to get it out of my system before it leaves me completely then there will be No Fic#answered#nile talks#iw spoilers#Infinite wealth spoilers
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Ikemen Sengoku comforting a MC that is feeling sick
Platonic! MC x suitor
1. Nobunaga Oda :
He calls you to his tenshu and lets you rest near his huge balcony while seeing the stars. Asks you if you're feeling okay or not from time to time. Feeds you konpeito as a reward. Huffs when you don't like them. Whistles in the air for Haguro and demands that he entertain you.
2. Hideyoshi Toyotomi :
Prohibits you from doing any work at all. You have to lay down and rest. Don't worry, your older brother will arrive with a tub of water and a clean cloth to put on your forehead. Cleans up your room as he rambles about Mitsuhide's deeds. Notices you sleeping an hour later.
3. Masamune Date :
Brings his tiger to snuggle with you and to provide you comfort. Makes your favourite dishes and soup. Feeds you soup even though your nose is blocked and you can't taste it very well. Sad boy when you tell him that you're full and can't eat anymore.
(Will you eat sexy eyepatch daddy's cooking? Cause I sure will)
4. Mitsuhide Akechi :
Stops teasing you for once and actually gets serious. Wraps you up in a 100 layers and tells you to sleep like the darling mouse you are. Spies on you to make sure you eat. Threatens to use "unfair means" to tease you to submission if you don't listen to him. Smirks when you make a pouty face.
5. Ieyasu Tokugawa :
Actually knows what to do in this scenario. Gives you the appropriate food and medicine. Let's you braid his hair after you plead with him a million times. You heal quickly thanks to Ieyasu's vast knowledge of medicine. Blushes when you thank him for taking care of you.
6. Mitsunari Ishida :
Clueless boy tries his best. Reads you stories with his soothing voice. Calls Ieyasu for help and gets scolded by Ieyasu. Smiles at you goofily when you tell him to answer Ieyasu back with the same demeanor. Forgets you exist when he starts reading his books.
7. Keiji Maeda :
Tells you to go horseback riding with him or climb a tree with him and gets spanked by Hideyoshi. Tries very hard to come up with a good reasoning for you to climb up a tree and fails. Makes you laugh by saying extremely shitty jokes. Later he tries to climb a tree, sees a snake and pisses his pants.
(Sorry Keiji XD)
8. Ranmaru Mori
Brings you peaches and volunteers to massage your shoulders or any area that you feel pain. Gets flustered when you tell him to dance for you. Carries you around if you need to be somewhere and realizes that you still need more rest. Guards you at night even though there are soldiers outside and inside the castle.
9. Kenshin Uesugi :
Tries to "kill" this so called virus which he heard from Sasuke. Goes into big brother mode and chases Shingen away when he comes to flirt with you. Only him, Ume, Take, and Matsu are allowed to visit you. He doesn't want anyone to bother his sister.
10. Shingen Takeda :
Thinks flirting will make you feel well and has clearly never been more wrong in his whole life. Tells the cook to prepare your favourite sweets and hot soup. Wants to feed you but later is withheld by a meeting. Sends you a hairclip as a get well soon gift.
11. Yukimura Sanada :
Tries very hard to not get into a stupid fight with you. Calls you a dummy for falling sick and not taking care of yourself. Is shocked when you start crying and confused when you fall asleep after that. Is very unfamiliar with the concept of "mood swings". Grumbles about it and later gets sick too because he slipped on a banana peel and fell into the castle pond.
(MC set him up lmaoo)
12. Sasuke Sarutobi :
His knowledge of modern medicine was immense, but unfortunately there weren't many tools to work with in the Sengoku period. Tries to cheer up his modern day bff with vines and tiktok dances he learnt. Later they both fangirl about Ieyasu and scream. Sasuke is now prohibited from visiting MC's room because he gave her a sore throat from all that laughing.
13. Kanetsugu Naoe :
Can't care more about some rat being sick. He still helps you though, by telling you he has postponed your punishment. It doesn't help much, but you know Kanetsugu is warming up to you. Fangirls about Kenshin to you and later gets caught by Sasuke. He later is seen chasing the ninja throughout the castle.
14. Yoshimoto Imagawa :
Lets you lay your head on his lap as he plays with your hair. Massages your scalp very gently and makes sure everything you need is available. Offers you freshly cut up fruit and chats with you all day long. Surprised to hear that you too have an exquisite eye for clothes and fashion. Wants to go shopping with you someday.
15. Motonari Mouri :
Tells his men to steer the ship a little slowly and barks at anyone who says that the new girl made him weak. Takes you out on the deck to get your mind off your sickness. Cooks for you and scoffs when you tell him he added too much salt. Surprised to see you sleep walking on the deck late at night and asks what were you doing. He remembers being knocked out by someone and wakes up with a bruised nose the very next day.
(MC sleep-punched Moto)
16. Kicho :
Gives you chocolate which he got from a foreign trader. Happy to see you're all well and smiling now. Offers to give you a bigger room if that is what will make you happy. Clicks his tongue when you tell him that you don't need a bigger room or any fancy treatment. Disgusted when Motonari comes to visit and winks at you saying that it will make you feel better.
17. Kennyo :
Prays for you and for your health. Gives you herbs and advice on how to take care of yourself properly next time. Brews warm tea for you and gives you snacks. Insists you rest up and not care about anything else for the meantime. Will definitely get Ranmaru to dance for you if that is what the situation asked for.
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Verdant Wind: Chapter 17
First off, it's weird only doing two routes this time, since SS skips over this chapter, and I'm not going back to CF until all the final chapters are ready.
Below's all my thoughts about VW's take on Gronder Field. 😭I was not ready. OMG. How could you do this to me?
Pre-Battle:
Oh dear, God, no, Hilda. Is this Fog of War?
I picked "I'm worried" for Byleth, but it's not for the reasons Claude thinks. It's because I know Dimitri's coming (it's clearly setting up Battle of Eagle and Lion Round 2), and I'm betting he's not doing so hot.
Oh, shit, yep, here he is. I'm not ready for this guys.
It wouldn't make sense to "kill" Dimitri, just to bring him back and kill him for real a second later though.
I'm clinging to that. But I still don't feel good.
It is kind of pathetic that Dimitri has a more interesting plot in VW than Claude so far.
Oh, crap, everyone's here. Mercedes, Dedue, and Bernie. Do I have to kill them? I'm going to avoid killing whoever I can. So much for "kill 'em all - I am pathetic. Except Hubert lol. I love the guy, but I don't feel bad taking him out.
OK - but like Dedue and Mercie? They are too precious to have fun with "kill em all." And Bernie was so sweet after Jeralt's death that I feel bad.
At the same time . . . Killing them all . . . could be fun.
But Dedue and Mercie 😭And then I feel bad excluding Bernie.
I wonder if my dancer!Felix can fight Dimitri. I'll make sure Claude fights both lords, but I'm curious to see if Felix and Dimitri get unique dialogue.
What if I said - I don't want to defeat Dimitri - but the game said - defeat all enemy commanders 😭
Ohh - cut scene! God, it's been forever.
Edelgard fire bombing everyone. Dimitri getting revenge for the dead. Nothing's changed.
Seriously, Edelgard? She's like "we were classmates, but not today" and looks so sad. Like, girl, you caused all this.
I'm kind of annoyed at how she always feels so sorry for herself, not going to lie. I don't mind the characterization, but just it's always so focused on her and never her victims. But I feel this is my annoyance with CF bleeding through.
Which makes me wonder how I'd feel about her if I played this game one route after the next.
"Kill every last one of them!" - Chris Hackeny is a gem.
Imagine how shocking that is if you didn't play AM. I'd probably quit right there and see wtf happened, since all the Kingdom drama + Dimitri's Disney death + mysterious reappearance with a totally new attitude and sexy eyepatch would just be too much.
I feel so bad for Claude though. I've spent more time talking about Edelgard and Dimitri than him. But they both get such interesting in-character stuff, and he's like "man this class reunion sucks." Only Byleth got less stuff.
OK - Edelgard got some points back with her chaotic warfare and smarts trying to block the Kingdom and Alliance.
Battle Thoughts:
I've got a million fliers on this team, and Bernie's range is just too long. I think I'm going to just have to kill her.
Eh, whatever. Let's kill them all.
Hubert doesn't think much of my strategy.
Dimitri's not holding back here. It makes it really clear how far he's actually come in AM seeing him in VW like this.
Lysithea nuked Dedue and he . . . retreated? Does Dedue get to live? 😭😭😭
Dimitri's "Shut up and retreat. You must live, Dedue." after Dedue insists on fighting 😭😭😭Again - even at his absolute worst, Dimitri always gives Dedue special treatment.
HOLY SHIT - Edelgard just lit Bernie on fire. Oh my God. Guess that means I'm killing her :(
LAMO - Claude crit Edelgard. Kinda deserves it after that.
Now to have him (and Felix) fight Dimitri. If they can. Apparently Dimitri can one-shot Ignatz (that was one use of Divine Pulse).
Can anybody explain why Dimitri gets the "effective against" warning against literally every unit??
It's too bad Dimitri and Claude don't just team up. The situation feels kinda forced, but it makes sense given Dimitri's state of mind. Still feels like the game is just forcing "no two lords for you!"
WTF is this? Dimitri's even got effectiveness against an infantry dancer.
So Dimitri told Felix he's not worthy and to get out of his sight. Then Felix crit Dimitri and told HIM to get out of HIS sight. No unique dialogue though. 😭😭
OK guys, I spared Mercie. I . . . just couldn't. Dedue got nuked but retreated? And Bernie got set on fire AND had a droppable Brave Bow. Sorry.
So . . . Did Dimitri retreat or die?
Post Battle Thoughts:
Oh, shit. Hilda's "I saw him" doesn't sound good.
Well that sucks.
😭😭😭😭😭😭
They really brought Dimitri back to life, only to kill him off two seconds later. It might be my Dimitri bias coming through, but that seems . . . kinda pointless tbh.
At least he's getting sympathetic treatment 😭😭😭
Dedue lived and he's all alone 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Why is it that Kingdom characters seem like they're getting a better story than poor Claude?
Lysithea's story is more interesting than Claude's 😭😭😭 Poor girl had it rough. Fuck the Empire.
Aww, Lorenz is the first one who said he'd follow Claude.
I love how on VW, Leonie and Raphael realize that the Empire's actions are a threat to the things they want to protect, but in CF they'll just toss that all into the wind because professor power.
Aww, Marianne's "I'll fight too." 😊😊😊I needed that after the drama with Dimitri and Dedue.
Why do we never get to see Holst??
Oh - so that's why Lysithea held off on her A-Support. It was waiting for that stuff with the mages.
Judith is so hot. I'm still mad I can't use her in battle.
All I need to take Fort Merceus is Dimitri - oh wait.
Is this the best the game could come up with for Claude's "schemes?" They dress up as Imperial soldiers and just walk in?
VW's tone feels too lighthearted for this game (esp after Dimitri 😭😭😭) , but at the same time it's a nice breather.
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Hi there! Can I request an IkeSen smut drabble where MC comes back to the Sengoku after being away for a year in Masa’s route? Turns out while she was away, she started playing otome, and Masa finds it on her phone. Of course slightly jealous sexy time ensues...
Sure! I’m not sure how long her battery would last for Masa to find the games on her phone, but he’s a curious guy. 💙🌙 This is a lot of scenario so I covered as much as I could. I hope you will enjoy this!
(Requests are open through the end of May 1 if you’d like to get one in!)
“So it’s just like a story,” she explains, feeling embarrassed. “The characters aren’t real. This is not a real person I’m writing to, it’s a fake chatroom— which is sort of like a pretend... teahouse. A space for people to talk.”
“What are the characters like?” Masamune asks skeptically. He’s usually so accepting of everything she tells him about the future, but she can understand why this would be a different matter. He knows enough to understand there’s a romance element in the games, and of course that brings out his competitive side. Even if he’s competing against pixels.
“Different types!” she’s quick to tell him. “This character with the blue hair is very outgoing and sweet. This one is more reserved. This one is very domineering.”
“Do any of them own land?”
She manages not to laugh. “No. One of them has an apartment in an expensive district, but it’s just... like several rooms, in a tall house shared with other people.”
“So none of them are better than me,” he says proudly.
“No,” she says right away. “Of course not. This is just pretend.”
Masamune leans in very close from his space in front of her. “And do you pretend to be intimate with these ‘phone boyfriends’?”
She gulps. “Uh... look, before the machine stops working, let me show you some pictures I took of Aoba in the future, it’s very beautiful.”
He tuts at her and lifts the phone out of her hand. “Uh uhn. Answer the question, kitten.”
“...pretend, yes,” she admits, shifting nervously.
“Only pretend?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Do you like me better?”
“Yes! So much!” she tells him, looking into his face for the first time in a few minutes. “No pretend could ever be as good as you,” she adds, because it’s the truth.
Masamune barks out a laugh with a great deal of superiority, but he is grinning, and she will take it. He narrows his eye at her. “I can tell when someone is trying to flatter me, you know.“
“Can you tell that I’d rather do something else?” she asks hopefully. He laughs again and she’s so grateful to just be with him that she moves to take her phone so she can turn it off and put it away, but he holds it out of reach and his grin gets wider.
“You want your pretend boyfriends, or your real man?”
“You, Masamune,” she says, grinning too. “Always you.”
He tosses the phone over his shoulder, back into his room. “Show me, then,” he commands.
She looks at the phone, but gives up on it. She straddles his lap, a little more awkwardly than she is used to because he doesn’t help her at all. But when she gets there, he pulls her chest against his and murmurs in a low growl, “Prove it.”
He’s definitely jealous, but he’s keen to play like always. And it feels so good to be here with him, playing, that she’s smiling as she puts her arm around his neck and thinks of what to say. He’s so much better at dirty talk than she is, but sometimes he reacts to things she says that aren’t even meant to be sexy. She decides to be playfully direct, so he can’t mistake her meaning.
“You know what none of those pretend boyfriends can do?” she asks, ruffling the hair at the back of his head. She’s careful of the tie of his eyepatch but hopes she’ll be allowed to take it off before too long. His scent is so good, some kind of sengoku cologne, she swears, and being this close to him she gets it in every breath.
He hums, just a questioning note. He doesn’t seem to want to talk yet, and she nearly giggles but stays the course. “It’s actually something nobody but you can do, Masamune,” she whispers, working her fingers down his scalp to his neck. She’ll play dirty and go for his sensitive spots if she has to, to win him back fully. He deserves a little extra care, she thinks. It’s not like he was playing harem games while she was gone.
She moves to his left side and gently frets his earlobe between her teeth. Just a tiny squeeze, like kitten teeth, is all it used to take. He’s definitely tightening his grip on her waist, so she thinks she’s nearly there. Maybe one little attack of his play (she hopes) defenses more...
“Nobody else gets to touch me,” she whispers. “I don’t want anyone to touch me but you, Date Masamune.”
“You’re damn right,” he growls again, and sweeps her out of his lap, back onto the floor. She laughs because this is so fun and feels so right, so like how it was. She’s already reaching for him when his mouth comes down, hard and hot.
“Don’t you forget it,” he drawls.
“Never,” she whispers.
He hums again, and then there’s no talking for awhile.
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hi there! i was wondering if you have read or there are any fics where draco and harry are professional quidditch players? either rivals or on the same team i don’t mind 😌 thank you so much!
Hello nonnie! I’m sorry this took a minute, your message got lost in my ask box. I have a few quidditch recs, hope they work for you!
Rivals:
Gesture - orphaned (2017, Explicit, 6k)
The Cannons were determined to make the finals this year, and the month-long training camp had been brutal. They had a new coach, transferred over from one of the better teams in the Belgian league, and they had Harry Potter, former star seeker of the Gryffindor team, and former Chosen One.
Gravity Centered by @carpemermaidtales (2019, Explicit, 7k)
Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are two of the best flyers in the International Professional Broom Racing League. To fans, they’re a pair of competitive rivals that trade skillful wins back and forth, but after they finish each grueling race around the world is that all there is between them? Or: Harry tastes the wind on Malfoy’s tongue.
The Thrill of the Chase by @malenkayacherepakha (2019, Explicit, 7k)
Harry and Draco might not be at school anymore, might have moved on from the days of Gryffindor vs Slytherin, but one thing never changed, and that was how much they wanted to beat each other on the Quidditch pitch.
Tonight We Fly by @tackytigerfic (2019, Mature, 7k)
It's been ten years since they left school, and Harry Potter is perfectly happy with his successful broom-making business, Wyvern and Swift. The only thing that annoys him is that Draco Malfoy is back from America, with a tan and long hair and that eyepatch that definitely doesn't make him look like a sexy pirate. Malfoy is always trying to get under Harry's skin—and if he thinks asking Harry on a date is going to unsettle Harry before they play rival Seekers in the big charity Quidditch game...well, he'd be right.
Civil Hands (Unclean) by @p1013 (2020, Explicit, 8.5k)
While he and Malfoy reached something like a truce in the years between the end of the War and now, their Quidditch rivalry has only grown. And with it, a simmering tension that is absolutely not sexual, no matter how many times Hermione raises her eyebrow when Harry's drinking at her and Ron's house. Not even when his head is resting on the kitchen table next to his empty glass, and he's moaning about Draco bloody Malfoy, and his bloody perfect seat on a broom, and his bloody perfect technique. But as Harry stares over his teammates heads towards the Puddlemere United bench, he catches a flash of wet white-blond hair and flashing grey eyes, and he thinks that Hermione's eyebrow might have a point.
If It Takes All Night by @tackytigerfic (2020, Mature, 11k)
It's not the first time Harry's been the victim of a botched curse (that's one of the reasons he doesn't like crowds), but he feels bad that Malfoy had to get caught up in it too. So they're bonded. That's ok, they just have to make sure to be touching at all time. No problem. Because Malfoy smells so nice, and has such lovely shiny hair, and his skin is so very warm. But this isn't going to be a problem for their friendship at all. Is it, Harry?
Seeker, Chaser, Keeper by VivacissimoVoce (2013, Mature, 59k)
Rumor has it that a wealthy investor is starting up a brand new professional Quidditch team and he’s looking for players. Harry and Draco both want to make the team, but there can be only one Seeker. Will competing for the position bring them closer or drive them further apart?
Playing for the same team:
The Falmouth Falcons Conundrum by @slytherco (2020, Teen and Up, 1k)
A collection of The Daily Prophet snippets over the years after The Falmouth Falcons recruit a new Beater, one Draco Malfoy.
Clear Skies, Full Hearts (2023, Explicit, 16k)
Harry loves everything about playing professional Quidditch – the rush of flying, the rush of winning, the rush of getting off with rival seeker Draco Malfoy. Harry’s the highest scoring rookie Seeker in the history of the League. He’s also, inexplicably, obsessively, hooking up with Draco. When Draco unexpectedly quits the League and disappears from Harry’s life, Harry doesn’t stop wondering what it all meant and if he’ll ever get another chance to find out.
fly like paper, high like planes by @harryromper (2019, Mature, 47k)
Harry Potter, Head Coach of the Appleby Arrows, is very content leading a quiet life. He has a doddery old house-elf who makes his breakfast, a team of players who love Quidditch almost as much as he does, and a Kneazle that curls against his damaged leg at the foot of his bed at night. The absolute last thing he needs is a fit, tattooed, and wildly talented Draco Malfoy back from living his life on the margins. Soon he’s dealing with goblins for the first time since the war, traveling to Prague, eating dodgy squid, and maybe, just maybe, accepting that Quidditch, Malfoy, and even Harry himself are still capable of change.
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25 Days of MTMTE Christmas, Part 25, Christmas Sweater
It’s Christmas Eve on Lost Light and everyone is all dressed up.
Merry Christmas everyone! I understand that this has been a hectic year and there are people who can’t celebrate Christmas like they would like to because of the Coronavirus so I hope that ‘25 Days of MTMTE Christmas’ has been lightening your dark nights and made you smile even the tiniest bit.
I want to thank my beloved friend @missykitty! She read every single chapter and edited them, gave me inspiration, corrected my spelling and choice of words because English isn’t my first language or even second. She made this story possible.
I want to also thank you all for reading and enjoying my stories. I write to bring joy to people and I have been extra diligent this year. I wish you all Merry Christmas and thank you for being so strong.
You loved the holidays! You always had. Christmas was the time of joy and celebration with loved ones. The exact things that you were missing from Earth. Here in space, in a whole other galaxy, you had found a new family. Your found family made sure that you had everything you ever needed or desired, and you loved them back with your whole heart. But none of them celebrated Christmas, so you felt lonesome and nostalgic for your Christmas traditions.
You rode your hover scooter through the empty halls before arriving at the mess hall for dinner. It was a bit depressing that your Christmas dinner would be the same as any other day. You were shocked out of your thoughts when you realized that the mess hall was deserted. Where was everyone? You looked around in confusion. Usually, the hall would be filled with hungry Autobots around the clock, but now the place looked abandoned. You felt even more depressed at the thought of eating your Christmas dinner all alone. You despondently made your way to your usual spot. Your eyes widened in surprise at the sight of a handwritten note on the table.
'Come to the meeting room!'
They didn’t forget about you after all! Aww, how sweet they were. You were curious about what they had planned for today. You couldn't help but smile excitedly as you picked up the note and left to go where you were instructed.
You arrived at the door. You could hear voices coming from inside. Was everyone there just waiting for you? You smiled to yourself. You left your scooter at the side of the door, and pressed the buzzer. The voices inside halted instantly. You put in the code and entered. You were surprised to see that it was pitch black in the room. You clapped your hands to activate the lights. What you saw took your breath away.
"Merry Christmas!" Everybody cheered.
You were stunned at the sight. You were expecting to see your Cybertronian friends, but instead the room was filled with humans. Humans you didn't know. You weren't that good with people back on Earth, so just how bad you were going to be with them in space?
You were about to bolt, but this short stocky man approached you. He was wearing blue shield-style sunglasses. Oh God, he had a Christmas sweater on. A bright red sweater that read 'He Sees You When You're Drinking' in white bold letters. You stared at his sweater.
You absolutely adored so-called ‘Ugly Christmas Sweaters’. You didn't even know why for sure, but they were funny and quirky. You made it a tradition to check secondhand stores for rejected Christmas sweaters. When you were younger, you were teased for wearing them. Then they became popular, and even your former bullies started wearing them to ‘Ugly Christmas Sweater’ parties. You were annoyed about that, but at least now you could share your love of tacky things with others.
"Hi, yes, we are happy you made it!" The man said happily in a voice you knew.
You blinked. "Swerve, is that you?"
"Yeah, it's me! Everyone is here also!" He said happily. He stepped closer to you. "It was mine and Rewind's idea to use our human avatars to make you feel at home. How do you like it?"
Well, you were speechless and taken aback at how sweet their intentions were. You smiled and were about to answer the bartender, but then your eyes landed on him.
"OhmyGod!OhmyGod! Oh! My! God!" You squealed. You quickly covered your mouth when you realized just how loud you were being. "I can't, I just can't...!"
"What?? What is it?!" Swerve asked in a panic, fearing that he and others had messed up somehow and offended you.
But you didn't respond. You ran straight to this tall woman wearing a beautiful purple Victorian-style dress. But it wasn't her you were squealing for. It was a toddler wearing a blue polar bear sweater with an actual crystal blue pacifier clipped to the material. The little guy even had blue sunglasses similar to Swerve’s.
"E-Excuse me, Ma’am, bu-but could I hold your baby?" You asked barely keeping your composure as you looked at the little guy.
The woman smiled slightly, and… Oh no, she was hot. She lifted the toddler out of the baby carrier on her chest, and offered him to you.
"Hold him carefully,” she said.
You nodded as you took the toddler from her arms and pulled him close.
"Oh my God, you're so cute! Where have you been hiding all my life, you little cutie pie?"
Okay, you were totally baby-talking to the cutest child you may have ever seen. Your voice had probably raised an octave, and you weren’t worried about controlling the volume of your voice anymore. Maybe you sounded ridiculous, but your heart was mush and you had no shame.
"I'm not a baby, or whatever it is!" The child suddenly exclaimed. You blinked in surprise. You looked at the child carefully, and saw a light blue ‘T’ on the child's adorable sailor hat. And that voice...!
"Tailgate? Is that you?" You asked.
The child nodded. "Yes!"
"Oh, Tailgate..." You sighed in joyful surprise. Then you smiled even wider before hugging the mini-human. "You're so freaking cute!"
"Nooo…! I'm ferocious!" Tailgate cried.
You turned to look at the tall woman that had been holding Tailgate before. "Cyclonus?"
"That would be me,” she, no, he said.
"You look amazing,” you said.
"Thank you."
You gave Tailgate back to Cyclonus, then turned to gaze at the rest of the holoforms mingling in the room. One by one, you recognized familiar features in these human forms.
You jumped over to a tall young man, with a dark flame tattooed arm, wild auburn hair, and a handsome smile. He was wearing a short-sleeved sweater that read 'You Can Get On My Naughty List Anytime'. You grinned.
"Rodimus! You look great! Very hot!" You joked, winking at him.
"I know.”
You giggled as Rodimus licked the tip of his digit and then pressed it to his hip, making a hissing noise.
You turned to see a young lady wearing a dark blue sweater with so much text on it that you had to squint to see what was written there. 'Santa Saw Your Facebook Pictures, You're Getting Clothes And A Bible For Christmas'. Ouch. Only one mech would approve of a shirt like that.
"Ultra Magnus, sir? Is that you?" You asked.
The woman holoform nodded. You grinned and pointed at his sweater.
"That sweater looks good on you."
"Thank you. Although, I have no clue what this ‘Facebook’ is. I presume that it's a device or program that keeps records of criminals and persons of interest. That sounds like a good idea to me."
You bit the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from laughing. Instead, you clapped.
"Wonderful sweater. Truly."
You moved on to the next mech and--Oh! Who was this big silver fox standing before you, tall and proud in a sweater that had 'Naughty' and 'Nice' with checkboxes in front of each… but the checkbox in front of 'I Tried' was the one that was check-marked. You barely paid any attention to the text, rather watching how the sweater was stretched across his broad chest and muscled biceps...
"It's Megatron,” Rodimus butted in from behind you.
You nodded mindlessly, almost in a trance as you ogled the former criminal. DAMN! IT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL TO BE THAT SEXY.
The old man sighed, misinterpreting your look. "I was persuaded to use my avatar, and get some kind of ugly clothing that humans wear."
"Megatron...! Wow…” you said, blinking like a deer in headlights. "Like WOW."
"Yeah, yeah, we get it. So he is handsome for a human! So what!" Someone yelled.
You glanced over your shoulder, and saw the most badass looking teen girl you had ever seen. She had long blue hair in pigtails, and an eyepatch over the left eye...
"Whirl?!" You accidentally shouted.
The girl, no, Whirl stopped pushing you away from Megatron. He struck a pose to show off to you.
"Yeah, it is I, fleshie. Admit it - I look badass,” he said.
You took in his dark blue sweater that read: 'Dear Santa, Define Naughty'.
"I had spiked knee guards also, but Magnus said they were too much,” Whirl complained.
You snorted. "What a tragedy."
Whirl said some colorful words to you, but you laughed it off.
You turned away, and came face-to-face with two men, one tall and dark-haired, and the other short and blond. You blinked and tilted your head, wondering who they could be. Then you noticed the camera in the blond man's hands.
"Rewind! And Chromedome!" You exclaimed.
They smiled at you in response.
"How did you figure it out?" Chromedome asked.
"Rewind's camera. Also, your matching sweaters."
You laughed and pointed at their sweaters. Chromedome's said 'World's Okayest Elf' and Rewind's read 'I'm Not Short I'm Just A Tall Elf'. You smiled at them before moving through the crowd again, until you saw a man with glasses and carrot-red hair. He was certainly smart looking. You knew a few smart mechs, but you were sure you knew which one this was.
"Rung! You look amazing!"
The distinguished-looking man before you smiled and confirmed your guess to be right. Honestly? You would tap that ass. His sweater read: 'Santa Loves A Hot Cookie'. You giggled lightly.
Then you noticed two smokin’ hot ladies that you recognized as Nautica and Velocity, and two hot men talking with them, likely Brainstorm and Perceptor.
Nautica's sweater was bright purple and read: 'But First Let Me Take An #elfie'. Velocity's had a cat on it and read: 'Happy Hannukkat'. Brainstorm’s read: 'Santa Is Real In At Least 370 Alternate Realities'. And Perceptor...! Oh, Percy must have lost a bet or something, because he had a sweater that read: 'I Am Your Present', and there was an arrow that happened to be pointing at Brainstorm at any given moment.
Finally, the last pair. You smiled when you saw them. Drift was a handsome young man with ink black hair. Ratchet was a scruffy-bearded man whose hair and beard were red streaked with white. Drift was wearing a sweater that said: 'While You Were Decorating The House I Studied The Blade'. Ratchet's sweater had a huge picture of Grumpy Cat that simply said 'NO'.
You slowly made your way through the crowded room, making sure to say hello to everybot present. Besides being polite, you just had to check out all of the ‘Ugly Christmas Sweaters’. They were all amazing! You had never seen so many ‘Ugly Christmas Sweaters’ in one place! More than that, they all had been thinking about you, and how you might be missing human company. Just seeing them all gathered together made you feel like you were back on Earth for Christmas, surrounded by family and friends. You nearly cried at the thought.
"Um, can I have everyone's attention?" You said, trying to raise your voice loud enough to fill the room.
Every bot in a human disguise turned to look at you. You coughed awkwardly into your fist, then smiled tremulously, trying not to cry.
"I just wanted to thank you all. For the amazing surprise. I love all of your sweaters – you all look great. You all are like a family to me, and I hope you feel the same way."
Everyone cheered loudly. You blushed in embarrassment, but then Swerve rushed up to you, with Rung following closely behind in a more subdued manner. You smiled at both of them.
"Thank you so much, you guys. I couldn't dream of a better surprise."
"Oh, but this is just the beginning," Rung said with a mysterious smile.
You blinked in confusion. "What?"
"We just needed to buy some time while Lug and Anode finished at my place!" Swerve said.
Lug and Anode…! You hadn’t seen them here at all! How could you have forgotten them?!
Then Swerve took your hand in his to lead you to the next surprise. Everyone followed behind, laughing and whispering behind your back. When you entered Swerve’s, you could barely believe what you saw. Christmas decorations everywhere, gleaming and shining! You could even smell something delicious wafting in the air.
"Don't tell me you cooked?" You asked in shocked disbelief.
Just as you finished speaking, Lug and Anode came from the bar's backroom with their servos holding trays heaped with different Earth foods traditional for Christmas. There were also energon treats for your Cybertronian friends. Just when you were sure the party couldn't get any better, somebody put Christmas music on to play.
You turned to look at the bots standing all around you. "Is it-Is it okay to eat?"
Everyone gave you a clear go-ahead, so you began to take helpings of everything so as not to disappoint any of your friends that had worked so hard. Surprisingly, they had nailed it for most of the foods. Though the cranberry sauce was accidentally made with cherries, and the chocolate mousse was too sweet, they were still delicious. When you couldn’t eat any more, you thought that the good time would end there… but you thought wrong.
Somehow Swerve had gotten his servos on the Cybertronian equivalent of a karaoke machine. Brainstorm and Perceptor had its files updated with all of the top hits from Earth. There were over 1,000 songs per country, so you had an overwhelming number of options. Some Christmas songs, both classic and new, were included as well. To start, Rodimus rocked the song 'The Phoenix' by Fall Out Boy. With that magnificent show of talent, charisma, and showmanship, others were then itching to get a turn of their own.
Nautica, Velocity, and Rewind sang 'Bubblegum Bitch' together. Ultra Magnus sang 'It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas'. You insisted on singing a song called 'Do It For Her/Him' from Steven Universe with Cyclonus. The purple mech thought it was silly to sing a song from a human cartoon, but when he sang, he gave Tailgate meaningful looks. And you? You might have winked Megatron's way a couple of times.
You were really enjoying yourself - the party was amazing. It was everything that you could have hoped for. Nothing could top this. Or so you thought, until you were asked to close your eyes and hold your arms out.
"Guys, you aren't going to prank me, or do anything to me that will end up on Youtube??" You asked nervously.
You heard a snicker from Rewind. "Don't worry! We won't!"
"I can hear that camera rolling, Rewind!" You snapped.
You jumped when something was placed in your hands.
"Open your eyes."
You opened one eye at first, then the other. You couldn't believe it. It was a sweater, unbelievingly soft, knitted in your favorite colors. Even better, in the middle of the oversized sweater was a large red Autobot symbol. You stared at it, eyes wide. When you finally raised your head, you had tears in your eyes.
"Y-You're giving this to me?"
"We had to pull some strings, and call in some favors, but yes." Rodimus smiled as bright as the sun from back home. "You're officially an Autobot now."
You couldn't hold back your tears anymore. There was no greater honor than to be admitted to the Autobot order. You started to cry, but the tears were those of pure joy. You sniffled and wiped your face before looking at your dear friends.
"C-Can I put it on?"
They nodded, and you wasted no time. You pulled the sweater over your head, and then smoothed down your hair. The sweater was a few sizes bigger than your usual size, but that only made it comfier. You smiled, and almost wiped your nose on the sleeve, but you stopped yourself and instead used a napkin.
"It's both the ugliest pretty sweater and the prettiest ugly sweater I have ever seen. I love it,” you admitted, your voice wobbly.
Your fellow Autobots all said ‘Awww!’ at your emotional display. You opened your arms wide and waiting, and the bots got the idea. They all closed in for a group hug, lifting you off of your feet. You were surrounded by those you loved dearly, and you didn’t regret leaving Earth for a second.
"Merry Christmas!" You all cheered, echoing each other.
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Their costumes at the palace spooky ball
**the palace is decorated regardless of the pairing**
Asra:
After some consideration, Asra emerges from the bedroom in a long, flowing (color) cape and matching suit. His hair is slick back and he has dabbed a little black makeup under his eyes for a sunken, tired effect. Little fangs stick out of the corners of his mouth and whenever he smiles, he reveals the shiny little teeth. Impressed with his vampire costume, you jokingly ask if he's going to suck your blood. He shakes his head and brings you taut against his body. With a sly smile, he says he doesn't feed off of blood, but kisses from you. Placing a chaste kiss along your neck, he hums to himself before pouting and saying that that wasn't nearly enough. You place a kiss against his lips and ask if that was any better. He replies that it was better, but he's nowhere close to satisfied. You spend most of the night at the palace with Asra's arms draped around your waist. When you both go to the ballroom to dance, he holds you close, placing kisses on your face and neck which keep you smiling the rest of the night.
Faust:
Even Faust wants to get dressed up for the occasion. You and Asra both decide the outfit cannot be too big or tight because it might constrict her movements. Together, you weave a little yellow flower ring which when placed on her head, made for a very cute sunflower costume. She flicked her tongue and swayed happily, repeating 'sunshine! sunshine!' which Asra affectionately called her.
Julian:
As a thespian, Julian needs little excuse to dress up, so of course, the one day of the year when it is totally normal and acceptable to dress weirdly, he's definitely going to take it. His words, not yours. You catch him in the early afternoon, thinking deeply in the bedroom. When you ask him what's wrong, thinking it's something serious, he turns to you with a woeful look and confesses that he doesn't know what to wear. Rolling your eyes at his dramatics, you ask him what he wants to dress up as, but never has the opportunity. He thinks on it before getting an idea and digging through the closet. He tells you to turn around and keep your eyes closed while he puts something together. You comply and listen to his loud rustling and excited murmuring until he tells you to turn back around. He quirks an eyebrow as you take in his outfit--the usual black pants he dons, a scraggly grey wig, long white coat and spectacles. You say that this is hardly a costume with a laugh and he chuckles. Getting another idea, he tells you to look away and with a few more rustles and clangs he tells you to look again. This time, he is dressed in black tights with a loose-fitting shirt tucked into the top, a fake wooden sword at his side and a skull in his hand. He poses dramatically for you and you clap appreciatively. He says that this time, he is going as a forlorn soldier who has lost the love of his life back home to invaders and he travels stormy seas seeking vengeance against those who wronged him. You nod approvingly at the backstory and curiously ask where he got the skull to which he hurriedly replies that you don't need to worry about that. When you both attend the ball later that evening, he drunkenly recites romantic sonnets to you, typically within earshot of whatever audience that might happen to be nearby and you spend a lot of the night dragging him away from large crowds.
Muriel:
Muriel has no interest in going anywhere much less a palace full of people standing close together. You offered to make him a costume which he refused. Then you suggest a couple of other ideas and he asks if he can go as a ghost to which you refused. Stumped, you tell him he can keep his normal clothes if he lets you paint his face. His face twists up at the thought, but you stand there, arms crossed and resolute. Sighing, he nods defeatedly and you smile, excitedly getting your supplies ready. You still have to kneel in front of him to reach his face even though he is sitting on the floor. You add some black makeup lightly under his eyes for a dramatic, shadowy look and around other parts of his face where you see fit. He sits patiently as you work, watching you fish for more colors from your supplies. Soon, you're done and you pull his hood over his head and marvel at the spooky effect. You ask Inanna, who is laying down nearby, what she thinks. She sits up and walks over to Muriel and sniffs him before cocking her head to the side cutely. Muriel smiles and gives her a scratch behind the ears as you announce it's time to go. Muriel tells Inanna to watch the hut before leaving with you. It's as Muriel imagined: packed. You reach for his hand to reassure him and pull him towards a less crowded area. You spot Asra and wave him over. He comes up to you both with a smile and looks in awe at Muriel. He exclaims that he looks great as Muriel quietly says thank you. You both spend the night chatting with Asra, hand in hand.
Portia:
Portia is even more enthused about the party than you are. In her excitement, she spoils plans for some of the party rooms. Embarrassed, she asks you not to reveal anything she said to anyone and you laugh and agree to keep it a secret. You both decide it would be fun to invite over a few friends for a small day party before going out that evening to the palace. Julian, Mazelinka, Asra and Muriel come by in the afternoon. All of you have a nice lunch that you and Portia made and chat happily about the party later that night. In the early evening, everyone leaves to get dressed and you and Portia rush to get changed yourselves. Portia emerges in a pirate outfit, complete with an eyepatch she borrowed from Julian and an impressively large pirate hat. She claps approvingly at your costume, and you set out together. You arrive at the palace a little early and Portia takes you on a sneak preview of all the extravagant decorations and party rooms. After wandering around, you both stand at the balcony above the ballroom and watch the guests trickle in before deciding to go down there and join the festivities.
Nadia:
The responsibility to plan and organize all of the decorations and party rooms fall on Nadia's shoulders since Lucio can't be bothered to see it through. The courtiers don't offer much help either, you've heard from Portia, as they spend most of the time panicking about all the things that need to get done. You come down to the palace early in the day as servants fix the final touches on all of the decorations. You find Nadia rubbing her temple in her empty meeting room right after a conference with all of the other courtiers. You ask if she is okay and she replies that she just finished organizing everything and it will all be done by the time the party starts. You suggest she relax in her room for a while and she agrees, asking a servant outside to bring tea to her room. A couple hours later, you are summoned to her room where she has several costumes laid out for you to try. She tells you to pick whichever one you like as she goes to try on her own. All of the options look less like costumes and more like the elegant outfits people in the palace wear all the time. You pick one that suits your tastes and wait for Nadia to show you hers. She comes back to you in an elaborate chainmail dress that is reminiscent of a soldier's uniform complete with one of her real swords. You nervously ask her if that's safe and she laughs, replying that if need be, she can protect you. You blush at her affection and she interlocks arms with you and says it's time to enjoy the party. Funnily enough, the few people who come to greet her do so with apprehension, so in the end, she's able to spend more time with you.
Valerius:
Valerius already spends an annoyingly large amount of time around nobles and other dignitaries. He knows he can't get out of attending the palace party, but he refuses to dress up upon your request. He says something about it being ridiculous and a waste of time. You suggest he goes as a grape for obvious reasons and he glares at you, saying your joke isn't funny. Giving up, you ask him what he wants to do. A few minutes later, you're both leaning against the wall in the ballroom, sipping wine. You chat about the nobles who are attending, the different costumes on display, but soon start laughing instead at the ones whose outfits are too ridiculous. Occasionally, your jokes almost make Valerius snort his wine trying to contain giggles. When it becomes too much, you retreat to a balcony for some fresh air and a chance to release more giggles.
Lucio:
Lucio oversees the start of decorations for the party, but then loses interest. You ask him why he's not supervising and he replies that he trusts his people to do a good job and that planning is boring; he just wants to party. You roll your eyes at his dismissiveness, but know that there's no changing that distracted streak of his. The day of the party, the palace is decorated top to bottom and each room is a contest in excessiveness and grandeur: one room is a massive goat head ice sculpture with the featured blood red drink of the evening pouring out of the eyes. Clearly, that one was inspired. Another is a mess of spider webs covering the walls and floor where partygoers can bounce around. When most of the guests have arrived, Lucio comes down the grand ballroom staircase in a long, fur-trimmed golden cape and matching golden suit. Atop his head sits a golden crown with inlaid rubies and emeralds. Of course, Lucio would dress up as the king of his own party, but that's not very surprising to you. He initially wanted to go as the devil, but you quickly talked him out of it. He next suggested to go as a sexy gladiator which you also shot down. Lucio was a little disappointed at first, but then smiled coyly and winked, saying that he understood your meaning and that it'd be for your eyes only. You told him that's not what you meant, but it's too late. This was the story and he's sticking to it. At the party, Lucio walks you around to all the nobles and introduces you, very pleased that he has someone as wonderful as you by his side. Maybe he partly wants to show you off too. You are certain you catch him staring at you at different times throughout the night with a blush on his face. After the pleasantries, you both wander through the party rooms hand in hand, enjoying each other's company.
Devil:
You tell the Devil about the palace party and ask if he's going to dress up. He isn't interested at first, but since you are so enthusiastic about going, he decides he can make some time for it. You don't know exactly when he will show up. You told him the time, but you know the Devil runs on his own time. You wander around the palace rooms when you are alarmed by the shrill sound of screams from the ballroom. Cursing to yourself, you dart back to find the Devil standing in the middle of the room with a few partygoers passed out on the ground in front of him. You push past the crowd and grab his arm, pulling both of you out of there. In the corridor, you angrily ask him what he thinks he's doing. He smirks down at you and declares that he has the best spooky costume.
Magician:
The Magician is fascinated by this spooky holiday and is happy that you asked him to go. You tell him what time the party starts and he agrees to meet you. You wait outside the palace gates, not wanting to go in without him when you feel a tap on your shoulder. Whisking around, you giggle as you see it's the Magician with a black bandit mask tied around his eyes. You ask him what he is supposed to be and he recounts a time when he reminded you of something and you called him a sneaky fox and then another time you described the bandits you and Asra apprehended on the countess's request. Realizing he just put two and two together, you laugh and reply that it is a very unconventional costume choice, but you like it. You make a mental note to show him other costume ideas he might like instead. He beams proudly and extends an arm to you to lead you inside. Most people look on in awe. It's not so much the bandit "costume;" it's a really niche get-up after all. Partygoers come up to him frequently throughout the night, fascinated by his fur and tail. He swishes it excitedly at the attention and more people are drawn to him. Soon, there's a crowd and you have to maneuver both of you to a quieter area for a little reprieve. He nuzzles you and asks if everything's alright. You reply that it is and ask if he's okay. He chuckles and says he's having a wonderful time, but admits that he's hardly spent any time with you that evening. For the rest of the party, you both walk through the quieter wings of the palace chatting arm in arm.
#arcana asra#arcana julian#arcana lucio#arcana nadia#arcana portia#arcana scenarios#the arcana#the arcana game#the arcana headcanons#arcana devil#arcana magician#arcana muriel#arcana valerius
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Had a whole conversation with a bunch of people the other night over the fact that my neighbors were blasting 80’s techno/club music and then started playing Careless Whisper. I have no idea why, but I was starting to debate checking on them. Granted everyone was outside at 11:30 in the pool so...It was just weird, man.
I was in the middle of writing when it happened, and both @yourbuttervoicedbeau and @this-is-not-nothing said “Ok but David and Patrick trying to have a chill night in while Ray is blasting that from the next room.”
Now I can’t do this kind of fic justice but boyo let me tell you what I came up with:
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“I think I’m tasting metal. Is Ray actually fucking playing Careless Whisper?”
Patrick laughs, “Yeah, I think he’s going through something.”
David slams his hands onto the comforter with an exasperated groan. “Clearly! I’m going to have that saxophone solo stuck in my fucking head for three weeks!”
“Aw, do you not like the beautiful soundings of George Michael?”
“I never said that.”
Patrick smirks, “So you do.”
“I never said that either,” David counters, pointing a finger.
“Okay,” Patrick sits up against the headboard and leans in. “What if I played it at our next open mic.”
David makes a face, his eyebrows scrunching together at Patrick’s suggestion. “Are you kidding? You can make any song sound absolutely beautiful but if you even dare with this one I might throw up.”
“But there’s a possibility you won’t.”
“Patrick, no.”
“I can learn how to play the saxophone for it!” He’s smiling now, a shit-eating grin.
“No.”
“What about the accordion.”
David just blacked out. “The what?”
“The accordion,” Patrick repeats innocently, “I’m sure it’ll sound great. Not at all like a sea shanty.”
David presses the heels of his hands into his eyes to will away the growing tension. George Michael’s smooth voice is still flowing through the very thin walls in Ray’s home.
“You know what? I think I’m going to go lay down on the highway.”
Patrick starts laughing, his arms coming around David’s shoulders. “Don’t do that. Who will I sing to?”
“You’re horrible.”
“You love me,” he says, pressing his lips to David’s forehead.
“I do love you,” he agrees, “a whole fucking lot but I do not love this situation right now.” He glances towards the wall and sighs. “Should we go check on him? Maybe bring him to the hospital or something?”
“He’s not dying, David,” Patrick insists.
“And you’re absolutely sure about that?” How does Patrick know that Ray’s dying wish isn’t to pass with a sexy-sounding song playing in the background?
David turns back to Patrick. “How are you not, like, inwardly cringing right now?”
“You get used to this sort of thing when you live with Ray,” Patrick explains and okay, sure why not.
That doesn’t mean David’s ears aren’t bleeding.
The song finally — after what feels like a millennia — dies out and David’s able to hear his thoughts properly again.
“Thank god,” he grumbled into his pillow as he tosses an arm over Patrick’s stomach. “I thought it would never end!”
Patrick chuckles beneath him, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. “You can rest easy now.”
“I plan to.”
Murphy’s a total dick, though.
The song starts up again, louder this time David is sure of it. He growls deep in his throat as he shoves a pillow over his face.
“Maybe I should go check on him,” Patrick says warily. He sits upright on the bed and pulls the pillow away from David’s face, revealing the scowl beneath. “I’m just afraid that I’ll never actually come back to bed if I do.” He clicks his tongue, adding, “I might get roped into a very long conversation.”
“Patrick,” David braces his hands on his forearm. “Please do something because no amount of twenty-four karat eyepatches will make the dark circles under my eyes disappear if you don’t.”
So Patrick sighs, swinging his legs off the side of the bed. A soft sliver of light comes into the room from the lamp down the hall as Patrick heads towards the neighboring bedroom.
“Hey, Ray?”
#sc ficlet#YEAH SO ANYWAY MY NEIGHBORS ARE BATSHIT#david x patrick#david rose#patrick brewer#schitt’s creek#yeah so...yeah#the alternate title is ally needs fuckin sleep
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Halloween prompt, thinking waay back to the Bakery AU. Angie, Stan, and Lute make a bet, winner gets to pick Halloween costumes for the others
Thank you for the Bakery AU prompt! I love that AU, it’s so Wholesome. So here’s some more Wholesome content. Enjoy!
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“That’s not enough punkin.”
“Not-” Stan sighed and looked over at Lute, who was watching him make pumpkin cheesecake cookies. “You told me to always follow the recipe after I fucked up that cake.”
“Yes.”
“I’m following the recipe.”
“Hmm.” Lute squinted at the recipe taped to the wall in front of Stan. “Oh, I see. We need to update the recipe. Last time we made it, it wasn’t punkiny enough.”
“Why do you pronounce ‘pumpkin’ like that?” Stan muttered. Lute shrugged. “Anyways, there’s no pumpkin left. I just dumped the last of it into the bowl.”
“That ain’t a problem.” Lute reached under the counter and pulled out a pumpkin, then plopped it onto the counter. Stan stared at it. “Chop it in half, scoop out the guts, roast it in the oven, then ya can use the flesh. Oh, and don’t forget to save the seeds. We roast ‘em fer use in other things.”
“You’re joking,” Stan said flatly.
“You were there when we bought a bunch of sugar punkins. What did ya think we got ‘em for?” Lute teased. Stan groaned loudly.
“Angie, your twin is torturing me!” he called to Angie, who was a few feet away. Angie didn’t respond. Stan turned. “Angie?”
“Mm-hmm,” Angie mumbled, clearly intensely focused on decorating cupcakes.
“Lute is torturing me,” he repeated.
“That’s nice,” Angie said. Lute snickered.
“Whine to her after she’s done,” Lute suggested. Stan scowled at Lute. “Finish up those cookies, feller.”
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Stan had begun the next batch of cookies, salted caramel, when Angie finally finished decorating. She stretched, working out the kinks from standing in the same position for so long.
“All right, what were ya tryin’ to talk at me about?” she asked, turning to face Stan.
“Oh, I was just saying that Lute was torturing me,” Stan said with a shrug. He cracked an egg into the mixing bowl. “We ran out of pumpkin, and he made me make more.”
“That ain’t torture. That’s teachin’ ya some more cookin’,” Angie said dismissively. Stan rolled his eyes.
“Shoulda figured you’d side with him.” He looked over at the cupcakes Angie had been decorating. “You spent a lot of time on those.”
“You really want to win the contest, huh?” Lute asked, walking over to look at the cupcakes. Stan followed. He looked over the cupcakes, smiling faintly. They had been decorated with cutesy, cartoonish versions of mummies, ghosts, vampires, zombies, and other classic Halloween monsters.
And she tries to say she sucks at decorating. She’s way too hard on herself. What Lute had said registered.
“Wait, what contest?” he asked. Lute raised an eyebrow.
“Ya don’t recall? You agreed to participate in it, Stanley. Y’know, the person who wins gets to choose what we wear fer Halloween.”
“Oh, right, that,” Stan said. “We’re selling things at that fair tomorrow.” Lute and Angie nodded. “The person who sells the most wins. But why does Angie’s decorating have anything to do with that?”
“We changed the rules a bit,” Angie said, beginning to carefully put her cupcakes into containers for transportation. “Now, ya get a point fer each item you sell, and an additional point fer each item sold that you made, even if you didn’t sell that item yourself.”
“That’s why you’re going hard with the decorating.”
“Yep!” Angie grinned. “Don’t worry, we took into account the fact that yer still new to bakin’ and decoratin’. The cookies are bestsellers.”
“But they have to be made to be sold,” Lute said, elbowing Stan. “So ya best get back to work! You’ve still got chocolate chip, peanut butter, snickerdoodle, and sugar cookies to make.”
“…And decorate,” Stan groaned.
“If ya want, I can make some royal icing fer ya,” Angie offered. Stan shook his head.
“No, I want a fair fight,” he said. Lute and Angie beamed. Lute clapped a hand on Stan’s shoulder.
“That’s the spirit!”
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“I fucked up,” Stan said, staring at the pastries laid out before him. They’d set up their stand at the fair, and now that Stan saw his decorations next to the McGuckets’, he had some regrets. Lute had taken a route similar to Angie. His treats – the square-shaped ones like brownies, blondies, marshmallow rice bars, and pumpkin bars – had been decorated with adorable symbols of Halloween, like bats and pumpkins.
Stan, however, had gone the other direction. His cookies were decorated with bloodshot eyeballs, severed fingers, and brains. Even compared to the things sold by other stands, his realistic, gory decorations stuck out.
“I don’t know,” Angie said, picking up a cookie to look at it thoughtfully. Her nose wrinkled. “There’s prob’ly a market fer decorated goodies like this.”
“You did a really good job,” Lute said. “I have no clue how ya got ‘em to be so realistic. You have quite a talent fer artwork.”
“Yeah, but that’s not gonna help me win the competition,” Stan groaned. “Guess I’ll just have to make sure I sell as much as possible. Speaking of, when’s my shift?”
“Yer last,” Lute said.
“What? But there won’t be anyone here to sell to!”
“Yer the best at selling,” Angie explained. “We had to take the edge off that skill by givin’ ya the worst shift. Lute’s the worst at sellin’, so he’s got the best shift.” Stan squinted at her.
“Why’d you make this so complicated?”
“We’re rather competitive,” Angie said, leaning against the stand. “It can get…nasty. The more rules we have in place, the more methods we have fer reducin’ potential bias, the less likely we’ll be sore losers at the end.”
“…Fair,” Stan said, thinking back to the first time he’d played a board game with the siblings. By the end of it, the normally amicable brother and sister had been at each other’s throats. Lute put an arm around Stan’s shoulders.
“Let’s go goof off a bit while Angie takes up the first shift.”
“Yes, please leave,” Angie said. She made a shooing motion. “You two ‘re scarin’ off customers!”
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Stan adjusted his eyepatch and grinned at his reflection. Being pirates for Halloween was the right choice.
Stan and Lute waited for Angie to finish adding up all the points. She let out a loud groan.
“Dangit!”
“Who won?” Lute asked. Angie scowled.
“Stan.”
“Wait, what?” Stan asked, startled. “But there weren’t any people around to sell to during my shift.”
“No, but yer cookies were a huge success. People loved the spooky decorations,” Angie sighed. She tucked the pencil she’d been using to add up the points behind one ear. “Ya took a risk that ended up payin’ off.”
“Great,” Lute muttered, slumping against the pickup truck. “I had a splendid idea fer costumes.” He eyed Stan. “Don’t pick anything sexy, okay? I don’t want Angie to be dressed in some short skirt ‘n skintight shirt.”
“I also would not like to see my sibling in a sexy costume,” Angie said. “And ya best not wear a sexy costume neither. We have pastries to sell on Halloween.” Stan rolled his eyes.
“There goes my plan.”
“Halloween ain’t until next week, so’s ya have a little while to come up with somethin’,” Lute said. “Just make it appropriate.”
There was a knock on the bathroom door.
“Come in,” Stan said, messing with his shirt. Lute opened the door. He frowned.
“Really? An eyepatch?” he asked. Stan looked over.
“You have a parrot,” he pointed out. Lute flushed slightly and adjusted the stuffed animal parrot affixed to his shoulder.
“Shut up,” Lute mumbled. Angie appeared behind Lute. Stan nodded approvingly at her pirate costume, particularly her tall, dark brown boots.
“Looking nice, Angie,” he commented. Angie grinned and adjusted her tricorn hat. “But, uh, the gun?” Angie looked down at the shotgun she was holding.
“Delilah can be part of my costume,” she argued. “Pirates had guns.”
“I don’t think they had shotguns,” Lute said. “And also, ya prob’ly shouldn’t bring a weapon into the bakery.” Angie sighed.
“Fine,” she groaned. She stalked away, then returned a few moments later, without her gun. “Come on, fellers, we best open up fer the day.”
“I’ll be down in a minute,” Stan promised. Angie and Lute left. Stan looked at his reflection again. This time last year, he’d been homeless, living out of his car, on the run from loan sharks. Now, he had a steady job and a place to stay, even if he and Lute did share a bedroom. He tightened his ponytail and winked at his reflection.
Not to mention, I make a damn fine pirate.
#in terms of timeline this takes place after Stan has moved in with the Gucks#but before he's started dating Angie#Bakery AU#Stanley Pines#Lute McGucket#Angie McGucket#my writing#ficlet#ask#beatrice-babe
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I finished lof !!! I had such a great time, it’s a fun show with a sweet ending, nothing too heavy or complicated. about 50/51 -
lbr what was even happening during these past few episodes? major plot points and antagonist motivations that are brought up only at the very end of the show? protags making massive leaps of logic that have barely any evidence? the complete disappearance of the five tokens despite their sentimental value to several of the characters? sts battling a bell while his shadow self contemplates a go piece that is never explained? xy drugging his fiancee so he can die without putting her at risk???
the storm scene was really good and had great lines but he looked so silly sitting there and then tipping over ndsfsha no it’s fine they’re cute I’m happy
I wonder if wyb based any of his performance on what xz did as wwx. their mannerisms feel similar
ying hecong!!! bringing poison to the battle!!
yeah you can’t go wrong with a big battle as a finale. it really does feel like redwall. redwall fans, watch lof
zf’s battle with sts was really well-done! the fight scene at the gates was also excellent but her one-on-one in the courtyard with the bells felt so significant, just perfect for a big finale scene. the editing was pretty good too!
that ending where everyone is in their place and paired up and happy and the parents are alive and zf/xy are travelling and then teach students...tongming coming back briefly and asking to see his disciple...it’s nice
I do not know what lord gantang and xy were talking about wrt the go pieces. that’s fine. im just glad both her parents made it and are okay and at the strongholds. community family etc.
it’s really cool how chuchu has her own thing going on I just wish li sheng wasn’t there with her. but he’s a good leader! he went through a lot of growth, maybe even more than zf
while I agree zf’s arc kind of revolves around xy, almost all of his revolves around her too. he based many of his decisions on her, learned to stop running away so much because of her, found his home and purpose because that’s where she was. his wandering/attachment to his freedom and the scene where he avenged his father are kind of his only other motivations? while she has justice and her sword forms
I did like it more when they were both on their own and dealing with things without taking into account each other tho
the villains were SO FUN where else can I find someone like tong tianyang with his eyepatch and his chewing the scenery and his flair for dramatics
sts was a really great villain. intimidating. cold but with a partner he cared about. kind of sexy. totally murderous. his actor did a great job.
the plot kind of wandered around a bit. I thought the show started off really strong and it was at its weakest when it strayed away from characters connected to 48 strongholds. I wish we spent more time there! home base! it was such an important place and it would have been nice to soent more time with its people and learn more about it.
mxq should have lived...and ninth madam duan. otherwise I wasn’t too upset with all the mentor deaths. I’m glad li jinrong made it
okay 51 is so funny first there’s third prince trying to shoot a rabbit, I knew he was homophobic I just KNEW it, cut to sts holding it like a pet with his mysterious villain powers, then third prince tries to run but trips over a rock like the useless idiot he is, then he gets taken captive, and it literally does not matter at all?
I guess the idea was that sts wanted to overthrow the dynasty but zichen being held hostage made zero difference to any of the character’s actions and did not matter to the finale at all and also he never showed up again sjadksjadlasjdsd irrelevant to the end huh
actually the big adventure, battle, happy ending really does remind me of fma too. it’s a good adventure series! not exactly a character drama, but super enjoyable
like I really wish li yan had developed more but most of the characters were fairly static. ych changed drastically into a much more likeable and helpful person right after meeting YJ and LY, but besides him, I guess zf, li sheng, and xy were the only characters to really change
and I really think zf should have had more development and more internality! she was the main character of a show that has almost 50 hours of runtime! whereas some show are barely a few hours long and their protags undergo massive changes (see: otgw’s wirt). so it’s a shame she was so one-dimensional. when i started the show, I was so excited to meet an arrogant and tough female mc who took no bullshit. I guess her arc would be to learn to value things outside her martial arts? hero ji talked about that a little, I thought they’d come back to it
the romance was really sweet!! I liked it from the beginning although some of the scenes were uncomfortable since xy is older than zf and initially much more experienced while she was this naive newcomer to the outside world. and I wish he’d actually talked with her instead of drugging her in 50. but overall they were really cute! they had chemistry they were friends they were totally devoted to each other they got married!
the LY/YJ/YCH trio was great. I kind of saw it coming that LY and YJ would get paired off but ah well, they’re cute. does ych not use poison anymore as a doctor? that was such a unique trait I liked it
the end where everyone, in every scene, was talking about how they’ve brought peace to the people and the common people don’t have to worry about war anymore and HEY DID YOU HEAR the heroes have brought peace to the common people THE PEOPLE CAN LIVE IN PEACE no that’s significant it really is
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Listen, Lucasfilm, if you bring back Phasma there is NOTHING you can do to her that will make her ugly to me.
Burn scars? Cool, bet they look better on her than Kyle Ron.
Bald? Good, bald women look badass.
Missing an eye? Yay, cybernetic eye or eyepatch! Sexy!
Has to wear a life support tank or suit? Female Vader hell yeah!
Face ruined? She probably doesn’t give a shit and neither do I.
Looks like Deadpool? Cool, I can pretend she’s a female Deadpool!
Scratchy, damaged voice? Makes her even more creepy.
Literally you could cut off all her limbs and put her brain in a robot body and I would still love her. You can’t make me hate her in a million years, don’t even try! 😘
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Imagine Reader/Sebastian Part 6
I may or may not have exagerated on the size of this chapter heheh.... sorry
Previous part here: https://delightfulstarlightparadise.tumblr.com/post/629648429892665344/before-we-start-i-once-again-remind-you-that
I would like to remind you that English is not my main language, but I am doing my best.
You spend all morning collecting parsnips, but you get a very nice price for them at Pierre’s, enough to cover both your hospital and saloon bills, and also buy some food for the farm. It is a little less than what you used to make in a week, but you feel really nice about yourself.
You are happily walking back to the farm when you hear someone calling you.
“Did I get your name right?” a blonde girl says coming down the stairs that lead to the fountain in the community center. “I really wanted to take a look at you. Emily had told me you were very good-looking.”
You turn to her and see that she is analyzing you from head to toes. This makes you feel a little vulnerable.
“I guess under all that dirt and with some different clothes you might actually look pretty nice.” she says.
“Excuse-me?!” is the only thing you can stutter behind a gag of disbelief.
“I am Haley. My sister is the crazy blue haired girl that works at Stardrop.” she says.
You can’t even bring yourself to greet her.
“I guess you won’t be much of a menace, then.” she speaks just like those mean girls you thought were only seen in movies. “See you around.”
The same sudden way she came, she goes away, charmingly walking in heels, moving her hips in an 80’s movie sexy way.
“Told you being weird over here is nothing.”
You look behind your shoulder and Sebastian is smoking , coming from the bus stop path.
“You know, Sam kicked me in a place that hurts this morning and I think somehow it is your fault.” he says without even greeting you. “Did you say something about the crush I told you?”
“I just asked.” you say, shrugging.
“How are you?” he asks.
“Fine. Why?”
“Because. Isn’t it something normal people ask when they meet?” he lets go the cigarette smoke almost in your face, he doesn’t seem to care about here the smoke is going. “Also, I overheard my mom and Maru talking about you being in the hospital yesterday. Did you drink too much again? We already have two alcoholics in town.”
“It was nothing like that. I just...” met a wizard and drank a green potion he gave me? That seemed to support more his theory of what happened. “... had an insulation?”
“Yeah... don’t push yourself too hard.” he says. “See you around, drunk farmer.”
“Bye gingerbread.” you reply with a whisper.
He freezes at his spot as if he was just hit in the stomach and slowly turns to you over his shoulder.
“What did you just say?” his voice i s rough.
“Nothing.” you say with a giggle.
“No, no. Repeat that. I heard you say it.”
“I didn’t say anything.” you shrug . “I better be going, I still have to eat lunch, I don’t wanna pass out somewhere else, again.”
“You are that fucking kid that used to hang around with Alex and call me gingerbread man, weren’t you?” he says. “I fucking hated you back then.”
“That is why you tried to kill me?”
His infuriated expression was quickly overrun by a nervous one.
“I didn’t try to kill you, it was an accident. And I saved you.” he says looking sideways a bit ashamed.
“You don’t call me what you just did, I don’t tell her you used to be a red hair.” you say.
“Her?... ABBY?! HELLO.”
Abigail shows up from behind Sebastian, holding his hips as if she was trying to scare him. It actually worked because he turned red right away.
“Hi Seb . Hey farmer! What are you doing?” she says.
“Hello. I was going home.” you say.
“The two of you are getting along well, right?” she says and you can feel something weird in her voice. “It is the third time I see you hanging out.”
“We used to know each other.” you say and Sebastian sends you the most infuriated and threatening look you have ever seen.
“I see...” she says, looking a little worried. “Did I interrupt something? Do you want me to leave?”
“No, it is fine. I was just leaving.” you say and organize your food packages in your hands. “See you later.”
“Wait a moment!” Sebastian says. “Abby, excuse-us just a second.”
Sebastian hugs you from your shoulders and takes you a little further from Abigail, that keeps staring at you both, curious.
“You don’t ever tell anyone I was ginger. EVER.” he whispers by your ear. “Neither how you used to call me. Got it?”
“Or what?” you say, bumping into his chest with your shoulder and smirking.
He steps away impressed with your strength. He stares at you as if he is about to do something that he doesn’t even know what is.
“Relax. I was just kidding.” you say, and wave at Abigail. “See you around.”
“Hey y/n wait!” Abigail calls. “We are gonna play videogames at Sam tonight, come too.”
Sebastian chokes at his own breath and you start feeling very anxious over the invite.
“I have... something... I...” you stutter.
“Come on!” she says, coming closer to both of you. “It is going to be fun, like that day in the saloon. Tell the farmer to come, Sebastian.”
“Cooome...” he says in a VERY sarcastic way.
“I... I will see about that.” you say very quickly. “I really need to go now.”
“Sebastian will pick you up when he is coming! He will be there at seven!” she says in such a firm way you don’t even know what to reply.
“Abby, what the...” Sebastian whispers at her.
“Didn’t you say Sam had a crush on the farmer.” she whispers back. “Let’s help him!”
“Yeah, but he likes Penny, now.”
“Oh, come on, Penny... so boring.”
It couldn’t be possible that they thought you were not listening to them. She keeps insisting and even pokes him on his ribs until he agrees to her.
“I will pick you up.” he says.
“O...k...” you say in a very uncomfortable way.
You go away living the two of them behind and, as you look over your shoulder you can see Sebastian discreetly lowering his face... maybe for a kiss? Were these two dating after all?
You quickly think that this is none of your business and when Sebastian comes over your house you can find an excuse for that unwanted social interaction.
When you arrive your house, there is a man sitting on your porch. He wears an eyepatch and a long cape, just like some character from a videogame.
You stand still by the gate while staring at him, wondering why can’t you avoid social interactions AT ALL in that town. As he sees you, he stands up in a very noble posture and greets you:
“Good afternoon, y/n. I am Marlon, the Adventure’s guild master.”
“The what, now?” you mutter.
You remember Linus saying something about that man but... couldn’t he be just some crazy guy? If a man dressed up like that in Zuzu city came towards you saying he was of some Guild, you would probably runaway. Maybe you should find a way to lock that gate on your farm...
“Linus told me you had a battle with a Wilderness golem.” he says. “And that you were very brave.”
That was not what happened, but you didn’t really know what to tell him.
He slid his cape to the side, letting you see an old and rusty sword that he, then, handed to you. It was very light, but you felt unease about being holding a white weapon that could easily hurt someone.
“Here, it is for your protection at night.” he said. “Also, if you enter the mines, you will certainly need it.”
You just nod at him, as yo u don’t know what to reply.
“I can see in your eyes you have the adventurous spirit in you. I will tell you! If you can slay 10 slimes I will give you a pass to the guild.”
“If I can what?” you think to yourself as you shake your head in agreement.
“Farewell my fellow adventurer.” he says, and leaves as if he is a knight going for battle.
When you see he is far enough you immediately let go the sword, letting it carve on the ground in front of your porch. You didn’t want any of these!
You get inside your house, but the memory of the Wilderness golem attack comes to your mind as soon as you see Dog l yi ng on the carpet, he is waving his tail at the sight of you, and you notice that he has a scratch on his back. You hadn’t stopped to take a good look at him before. You feel bad for him having gotten hurt while defending you.
You get back outside and grab the sword.
“Come here boy, let’s give you a shower and take care of this injury.”
You take a long time bathing Dog and then making a bandage on the hurt spot... and you forget to eat again... Dog is probably hungry too, it’s a nice thing you bought some dog food for him. As for you, maybe you should microwave a pizza.
You hear a knock at the door.
“What is it now, someone bringing me some bows and arrows? A fucking witch?” you say to yourself while getting to the door.
As you open up, you face Sebastian staring at you with a sneering face. He looks really good, the hair is a little less messy and he is wearing a black shirt and a leather jacket instead of the usual hoodie you see him in.
“What the hell were you talking about?” he asks between dragging and exhaling the smoke of his cigarette.
“Damn it. I forgot.” you say. “Look, I can’t go, I haven’t eaten yet.”
“I can wait, I am early. Besides, I am taking some snacks too.” he says.
“Why don’t you just... say I was not feeling ok? Please.” you insist, trying to slowly close the door.
“Abby won’t fall for that. And... Sam was pretty excited when I told him you were going, I don’t want to disappoint him.” he replies pushing the door open and getting inside.
He stops at the sight of your cottage. Just a little room with a bed, a table and a chair. The smallest fridge he had ever seen (for sure you had seen too) an old tv , a microwave and a small bathroom. That was all.
“You should get my mom to upgrade this house sometime.” he says without any regard to whether that would sound rude or not.
“Do I look like I have that kind of money?” you reply with a little frown.
He sits on the only chair available and puts the package he is carrying on the table, beside a... helmet.
“Aw man...You did not came by bike, did you?.” you say anxiously. “I am not riding with you, you can tell them anything, I am not going.”
“Hey what is your deal with motorcycles?” he says. “I will ride safely, don’t worry.”
You cross your arms and take a deep breath.
“It is... personal.” you say.
He stares at you seemingly worried but then he just looks to the other side and nods.
“Ok then. We walk and then I come pick up my bike.” he says.
You sigh as you see that he is probably not going away without you.
“Wait there, I will dress up.” you say with your head down.
You get to the bathroom and take a quick shower, then dress up with one of the only nice set of clothes you have left, you tide up your hair (and maybe put on some make up if you like it). You don’t have any perfume left, so you can only hope that the shower was enough to get off the smell of dirt from the farm.
When you get out of the bathroom you see Sebastian glance at you, quite surprised, but he quickly stands up and gets the package with snacks from the table. You realize this is probably the first time anyone sees you and you are not tired from a long trip or all covered in farm dirt.
As the two of you are leaving, you look at the sword behind your headboard and wonder if you shouldn’t take it with you, just in case... but he would probably think you are even weirder for doing so. You remember Linus saying the town’s folk are protected by some spell, so you hope being with Sebastian helps those monsters from attacking you... but maybe...
“Hey, what is taking so long?” he says.
“How weird would you think I am if I brought a sword along?” you ask.
Sebastian stares at you a little surprised.
“What, have you met any slimes around the forest? I guess spring is also their breeding season.” he says. “But you don’t have to ask me anything about it. You do as you please, I don’t judge you.”
He scratches his neck a little blushed.
“Abby sometimes brought a sword to your farm when we came here.”
You get impressed that Sebastian talks about slimes, but you then remember what Linus said about some magic in the valley that made people think those magic things were normal. You feel very relieved to be able to bring the sword with you.
It is kind of a long walk and Sebastian smokes two entire cigarettes along the way. You walk in silence until you arrive the forest entrance of the city, where you can see a blue house with a navy sign above the door, not far away.
You then see that a man is staggering from the road to your direction, holding a can of beer. He is grunting and does not seem to see either you or Sebastian coming in the opposite direction. Sebastian pulls you aside so you get out of the man’s way.
“What?” he says, staring at you. “What did you say?”
“Nobody said anything, Shane.” Sebastian replies. “We are just going to Sam’s house.”
“They keep staring at me, I don’t know what these people keep looking. Why they don’t leave me alone...” he mutters while passing beside you.
As he says this you notice that you WERE in fact staring him and you feel a little bad about it. Maybe that is why the man engaged in such a rude talk. You saw a lot of people like him in the streets of Zuzu city.
“Don’t worry about him.” Sebastian says, and signs for you to keep walking.
Something about that man pulls your attention and you keep looking at him until he disappears in the forest.
“Is he ok?” you ask. “Is it ok to let him go like that. Isn’t that forest dangerous?” you ask.
“He gets like this every night... never died.” Sebastian says shrugging. “He works with Sam.”
You think that is very bad of him to say something like that, but you think again, if you were willing to do anything to help anyway. You continue to walk to Sam’s house.
“Why are they taking so long?” you hear a worried whisper.
Abigail and Sam are waiting for you outside his house. She looks absolutely stunning with a nice black dress and a denim jacket. Sam is wearing some stay-home shorts and a T-shirt and when he sees you and Sebastian arrive, he gets quite embarrassed.
“Man, what do you think I invited you to do?! It is just videogames! Why are you guys all dressed up?” he complains. “Now I feel like I have to put on some pants.”
“You look fine.” Sebastian says and pushes the snacks packages against his chest. “Go get us some food, y/n haven’t eaten yet.”
None of them seem to care about the sword you are caring on your waist.
You get inside and it is quite a charming home, it seems to have been tied up very carefully and gently. A ginger lady (that was quite a ginger town) was seated on the couch watching TV while that boy who kicked a ball on your had some days before was playing with toys on the floor.
“Abby!! Seb ! Ah... and y/n!” Vincent say very happily.
He runs towards Abigail and hugs her legs, then Sebastian fist bumps him. He stops in front of you and waves, uncertain of what to do, but showing a small smile.
“Good night Mrs. Jodi.” both Sebastian and Abigail say.
“Good night.” you follow, in a clumsy way.
“Oh, hi kids!! Welcome!” she replies with a smile. “Hello y/n, nice to finally meet you. I am happy that you are already friends with my son.”
You nod and try to smile, once again, uncertain of what to do, but Sebastian just pushes you forward to the direction of Sam’s room.
“You are a social disaster.” he whispers at you.
“Don’t tell me!” you reply.
“You are not much better wi th people yourself.” Abigail says. “ I don’t think you get to say anything about the farmer.”
“ Yeah, but I chose to be this way” he replies.
Sam suddenly grabs you by the shoulders and excitedly yells that combination of your names he made up during the snooker game.
“Let’s team up y/n!!”
“Aw man, I wanna team up with the farmer! Sebastian doesn’t know how to do teamwork.” Abigail complains.
“Why do you think I chose y/n??” Sam replies, showing her his tongue in a very childish way.
A loud noise comes from your stomach, and you go red with shame while hiding your face between your hands. Abjgail let go a giggle while Sam slowly steps back , heading outside his room, probably to the kitchen to grab you something to eat.
He comes back full handed with bowls of snacks, sauce and some soda bottles, but for you he gives a plate of what seems to be a complete dinner. This makes you even more embarrassed.
“Don’t worry, my mom always makes too much food.” He says with a smile.
While you are eating, and it is absolutely delicious, both you and Abigail watch while Sam and Sebastian play a combat game . Sebastian wins two of the three rounds but not as easily as he won in snooker a couple of days before. Abigail, then, takes Sam's control. She wins the first round but Sebastian is way too good in the game and beats her the same way he did to Sam.
“Your turn now, farmer.” Abigail says, handing you the control.
“I wouldn’t even bother…” Sebastian brags , putting the control on his lap and cracking his fingers.
You wipe your mouth with a napkin and take the control, then choose one of the tiniest characters in the game.
“Are you kidding? Chose another character, this one sucks.” Sebastian says.
“But it is so cute.” You reply. “I wanna play with it.”
“Suit yourself. This is gonna be quick.” He replies.
You smirk while pulling the control closer to your body. The screen announces the beginning of the match and you quickly start pressing a combination of buttons that is so well memorized you don’t even need to think about what you are doing. Your character hops around the screen punching and kicking Sebastian's and it is so fast that his character can’t hit it with their strikes. Just a few minutes later the screen announces your flawless victory.
Sebastian drops the control on his lap, staring at the screen in disbelief, he then turns to you in a mix of anger and awe. You can’t contain a victorious smile.
“Wow! I didn’t even know this character could do these kinds of maneuvers!” Sam exclaims while taping you in the back. “This was so awesome!!”
“Wow! You play very well, farmer!” Abigail congratulates. “You beat Seb to the ground.”
“Round two!” Sebastian angrily says, picking up the control while the screen announces the second round.
You rest the control on your lap and start lightly pressing those same buttons making your character hop around the screen in that same way, with the same result. Sebastian's character drops in slow motion in another “flawless victory" announcement .
He turns to you in what seems an expression of complete defeat and makes a gesture of questioning.
“I used to play a lot of videogames on my free time.” you explain. “Also, I know a lot of special moves from reading forums.”
“Yeah, I do that too.” Sebastian says, upset, tossing his control to Sam.
You kind of pity him for getting so bitter over his loss, but it is pretty satisfying winning over him after that pool play. You are a bit of a competitive person and he seems to be too. You spend the rest of the night defeating the three of them using the most underrated characters of the game. Each match Sebastian seems more determined to win, but even when he gets close to it, you find a way to win using a special power he didn’t know about or a combo you made up yourself.
“You are REALLY good at it!” Abigail says excitedly. “You have to teach me this combo.”
“You just press triangle and x while moving forward.” you say, getting close to her and showing the way you move the buttons. “Using the analogic is better than the arrows, see? It is faster.”
Abigail tries to replicate your movements, frowning her browns and biting her tongue in a very adorable and concentrated face. You blush at the sight of it and barely notice that she is doing everything wrong.
“No, wait, you have to move your finger to this side, unless you want to invert the control’s settings.” you say.
“Can you do that?! It seems much easier to turn this way.” she replies. “Maybe that is why I can’t beat my game at home! Hey, can you come over and teach me how to do this?”
Sebastian stares at you with the most outraged face while Sam glances from the two of you to him in a worried expression.
“I can write you a tutorial.” you reply.
“ Nooo ... I hate messing with these kinds of things, I might even burn the console. Please come and help me, I live behind my father’s store.” she says in a very slick way. “ Pleaase ...”
You can almost feel Sebastian’s eyes burn the back of your neck, but Abigail’s stare is just as intimidating. You are afraid that if you give her any excuse she will read into your soul and then find a way to curse you into accepting.
“Ok...” you reply completely uncomfortable.
She smiles at you in a victory gesture. Sebastian on the other hand, grunts and stands up turning off the videogame.
“We should be going now.” he says.
“What? It is still so early!” Sam complains. “I didn’t even brought the sweet snacks.”
“I am pretty sure y/n has to wake up early to attend the farm’s business.” he replies. “Also, I have a code to finish.”
“Aw man, I was going to ask y/n to teach me how to unlock the mysterious character.” he grunts and puts the controls beside the console.
“Haven’t I already told you how to do it?” Sebastian is almost growling at him.
“Yeah, but I never get to do it when you are not here. You don’t explain things very well.” Sam mutters.
You can see Sebastian discretely slapping him in the back of his head while Abigail is still busy moving her fingers as if rehearsing the new move she has learned from you.
Sam takes you outside and waves goodbye at you as you walk towards Abigail’s house to escort her there before you go back to the farm. It is not a long walk until you get to Pierre’s.
“You should hang out with us more often.” she says and taking you completely out of guard, she kisses you on the cheek.
You freeze completely, your face becoming a bright tone of red as you hear Sebastian gasp in outrage. Abigail doesn’t even bother saying goodbye to him, she just gets inside and you see her long purple hair waving through the glass door.
Both you and Sebastian stay put for a while.
“We should be going right?” you say.
“Yeah...” he replies with what, for you, seems to be a roar of threat.
You walk in silence until you get to the entrance of the forest. Sebastian seems so stressed that he puts out two cigarettes in that short walk.
“Listen, I don’t want to stay in your way.” you apprehensively say.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” he replies, sharply.
“Abigail.”
“What about her?” he asks and his voice barely comes out.
“Aren’t you, like, her boyfriend or something?” you ask.
Sebastian chokes in his cigarette smoke and spends quite some time coughing, but it seems to be more about making you stop talking. As you keep staring at him, he stops and looks back at you, his eyebrows frowned and cheeks a little blushed.
“It is complicated.” he says.
“Ok, none of my business.” you say, putting your hands up beside your shoulders.
“Thanks.” he says.
“But you do seem to like each other.” you can’t help saying.
“I said THANK YOU.” he yells and you giggle.
You keep walking through the forest, passing a little cabin near the river and then, Marnie’s ranch until you reach the bottom entrance of the farm. When the two of you are entering, you hear a terrible screech and Sebastian stops to look around.
“What the hell was that?” he asks.
“A bat, maybe?” you say, your hand is already on the handle of your sword.
You hear it again and out from between the trees a giant skull head comes dashing at both of you, cracking its teeth as if it is about to bite you.
You push Sebastian aside and swing the sword at it, but it ducks and attacks you with a bump in your chest, sending you flying to the ground near him.
“What the fuck!? What the fuck?!” he yells while standing up and trying to help you stand up too.
The skull takes a turn and aims at Sebastian, but you push him aside again and this time, you get to hit it with your sword knocking it back a few yards. It makes a horrible sound and quickly comes back in your direction. You wave your sword, but miss, and it bites your arm.
You hear Sebastian scream your name in worry, and it hurts like hell, but you find a way to set yourself free and knock the skull with the sword again. It let go a cry of anger and try to advance, but it is suddenly knock down by a shadow.
It is D og! He came to save you once again .
Dog bites it and presses it against the ground while it screams and tries to escape. With a big effort from your hurt arm, you stab the skull as hard as you can, and it shatters into pieces that start disappearing.
You let go the sword and fall on your knees, puffing and moaning in pain. Dog comes closer and licks your face, his tail slightly wagging.
You feel a touch on your shoulder and turn around quickly in a defensive pose, but it is just Sebastian checking on you. He is covered in dirt and his eyes are wide open with the scare.
“It's me, it's me.” He says, kneeling by your side and trying to make you let go of your hurt arm so he can see it. “ This is ugly, I should take you to the hospital.”
“And say what, that you bit me?” you reply trying to make him get away from the wound, that clearly looked like a human bite.
“Do you have any other ideas?” he asks.
“Take me to the Wizard!” you yell in pain.
“The WHAT now?” Sebastian says.
“You know, the guy that lives in that weird tower in the forest. He will help me... I guess... damn it, it hurts so much!”
By now you have started crying and Dog starts barking at Sebastian, as if he is telling for him to hurry. He stands up and runs to get his motorcycle.
Besides you starting to say that you are not going to hop on that, Sebastian lifts you with a strength he does not seem to have and forces you to sit in the backseat.
“No!!” you yell and tears are coming down.
“Just hold on ok. I promise you we’ll be ok.”
You shake your head negatively, but Sebastian takes your unwounded arm and makes you hold onto his hip. He stops for a moment, holding your hand and staring at it, as if he has just zoned out in some thought. His hand is cold, probably because he is nervous and scared, but you feel suddenly comforted by it. You slowly stop crying with small sobs.
“Can you hug me with the other arm?” he asks.
You nod and pass the other arm around his hip. He starts the motorcycle engine, and you let go a shout of fear, hugging Sebastian tight and pressing your face against his back. He starts riding fast towards the west of the forest.
“Are you ok?” he asks midway.
You can only bring yourself to nod.
“You are holding a bit tight...”
“I am sorry.” you sob, but can’t loosen the hug.
“It’s ok...”
When you arrive, as soon as Sebastian stops the bike, you hop out and fall on you knees of it giving him a big scare. He hops after you, and even lets the motorcycle drop on the forest floor. He helps you stand up and walk to the tower.
You knock at the door.
“Who can it be at this time... Oh Yoba !” the Wizard attends and gasps in surprise to see you bleeding. By that time your sleeve is all red. “Come on in! Come on in!”
The Wizard gives you some weird red medicine to drink and Sebastian stares at it very uncertain if he should let you do it or not, but you quickly grab it and gulp it down. The pain starts to fade away while Rasmodius cleans up the wound and infuses it with herbs.
“So, what happened?” the wizard asks when you finally seem better.
“I ask you!” you yell at him. “I don’t remember signing up to fight MONSTERS. A fucking flying skull BIT ME!”
“Hmm... it seems like your ability to connect with the valley comes with the hazard of attracting the cursed ones.” Rasmodius says. “Not even my strong spell can protect you as it does to the townsfolk. It impresses me that you were attacked along with one.”
Sebastian is staring at Rasmodius seeming VERY confused. That is probably the same face you made when you first met him.
“I will be going back to Zuzu ! That is it!” you say.
“I am afraid it is not possible anymore.” Rasmodius replies, scratching his purple beard.
“Excuse me?!”
“You see, once you are now connected to the valley, you will find very difficult to leave.” he says. “You may try to take the bus, or any other way of transportation, but you will always find yourself back here.”
“I don’t believe it! You are saying this to keep me here with those monsters and the... Junimos ! They are telling you to do this!”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Sebastian asks.
“Those little apple things that live in the old community center! They are behind this.”
Sebastian stares at you as if you were the craziest person in the world.
“Show him!” you shout, turning to the wizard.
“Only those connected to the Elementals can...” he starts lecturing.
“I DON’T FUCKING CARE, FUCKING SHOW HIM!!!” you yell while beating your feet on the ground.
Both the Wizard and Sebastian jump in place scared by your sudden lash out. He takes off his hat and scratches his head.
“What is with this new generation and curses?” he sighs. “So be it...”
Rasmodius starts saying some incomprehensible words and each and every one of the rocks of the tower start shaking. Sebastian holds tight to the chair you are sitting and you start regretting saying anything at first place. A big flash of light blinds you for a second, and in the middle of the room a summoning circle appears. In the middle of the circle, the tiniest apple appears.
It is a little green Junimo . It waves at you and Sebastian and starts making those funny noises it does. You turn to Sebastian and gesture at it.
“I have been smoking too much pod.” he says while rubbing his head.
You stand up and force him to sit down on the chair you were sitting, then hush to pick the Junimo on your hand. You squish it while showing it to him, and then, you start, very dramatically, telling him EVERYTHING that has been happening to you since your arrival: the old memories, the plants growing too fast, the community center, the monsters attack.
He listens to everything staring at you as if some engine has just broken inside his head. When you finally finish, he keeps staring in silence.
“I think it was too much for this young man.” Rasmodius says, analyzing Sebastian’s face from up close. “Maybe I should wipe his memory.”
“No! No messing around with my head anymore, please!” he says, standing up quickly. “I knew you were trouble! I should have stayed home washing the dishes and let Maru hang out with you.”
“Excuse me! I am clearly the victim here. Also, this bite here? I got it protecting you!” you say while shaking your previously wounded arm.
“Apparently you were the one who put me in danger in first place.”
The two of you keep staring at each other in infuriating rage. Rasmodius makes a wonderous pose and then smacks his fist on his hand as if he had just made a discovery.
“I see... your destinies are connected. You are the ones for each other.” he says.
“THE WHAT?” you both yell.
“He has a girlfriend!” you say pointing at Sebastian outraged.
“Abigail is NOT my girlfriend.” he replies.
“Interesting, interesting.” the Wizard mumbles. “You have found yourselves so soon in your journey, such a connection is rare.”
“Excuse me Mr. But farmer here isn’t my type.”
“Wow! What?! Am I too ugly for you?” you don’t even know why you are still bickering over it, but you don’t feel like letting him say something like that about you.
“Did I say that? You said that. I didn’t say that.” Sebastian talks back.
“I see, I see...” Rasmodius isn’t even paying attention to you. “Quite a journey you have ahead of you. You shall, then, rest for tonight.”
“ Wha ...”
Before the both of you can finish the sentence, the Wizard gestures with his open hands and a big flash of light involves you...
…when you realize, you are waking up on your bed. There is no bite in your arm anymore. You can hear the rooster sing in the distance.
Next part here: https://delightfulstarlightparadise.tumblr.com/post/629832532423213056/imagine-sebastian-reader-part-7
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