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flowery-king · 3 years
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👉👈 would it be alrighr if phil was holding his enormous pifgy head. big bestie hug. he deserves rhe cuddle
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Big cuddles for big pig
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ii. Fun Facts About The Cast | Actor Au | Obey Me
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Request: Its not, I love this AU tho
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A.N. Hope you guys all like this! Fun facts about the cast lmao
[ Actor AU Masterlist ]
Fun Facts
Benjamin ( Lucifer )
- Is the dad of the cast.
- In any scenes with Dmitri ( Luke ), he makes sure to know if he is alright, and often will stop scenes to ask.
- He also is an overall joker, so he has trouble filming most of his scenes, will often start laughing in the middle of filming and can break character the easiest.
- Best with kids overall, probably due to having his own, keeps their lives private tho.
- His hair was white for a past show, but the directors liked the look, so that's why he has white tips.
- One of the few male characters who cannot do those diets to accentuate his abs- so that's why his character is always covered up.
- He's in shape! But, he likes the fat that protects his muscle, he says he needs to stay soft to hug his kids.
- Known diabetic, so there's a table full of foods so his sugars are stable, the cast has glucagon shots all over the sets to be safe.
- Is in his early thirties, but people say he can pull off early twenties- he just snorts at this.
Avery ( Mammon ) 
- Takes the job seriously, and his scenes are easiest to film.
- Dark humor and often is the "Lucifer" of the cast.
- Seeing him switch from Avery to Mammon leaves the rest of the cast and crew fucking s h o o k.
- Will always be seen looking his finest.
- No, no one has seen him in public in sweatpants or anything like that. His image is very serious.
- Is a sweetheart when with the rest of the cast tho.
- His eyes are actually that blue.
- No one is sure if his hair is actually white or not, the way he speaks about it is vague, and fans are always theorizing.
- Watching over Benji ( Lucifer ), and is usually the one to tell him to check his sugars, since the other is quite forgetful.
- Is an immigrant from Turkey, so he has an accent, makes people thirst for him more.
- Helps aspiring actors and directors get into the field, and goes on hard work and talent, not who tries to pay him off.
Jackson ( Leviathan )
- Is the resident fuckboi.
- Always with males and females hanging off him, at this point the pop gave up, no- they aren't his partner.
- Flexes a shit ton.
- Wearing chains, a Rolex, and anything designer.
- Donates half of his salary to ocean reserves and protection funds, he has the money for it, and the show pays him well.
- Always at the beach, or near lake houses and shit, the one ( 1 ) thing he likes about his character.
- Hates the fringe he wears with a passion.
- His hair is actually a light shade of brown, his eyes are a darker shade, but still pretty light.
- First generation, his parents are Korean, so you can pick up hints of their accent in his speech patterns. Gets heavy when he's sleepy. 
Ross ( Satan )
- Is a stoner.
- Goes on Instagram lives with either MC and gets high, talking about the dumbest shit or he's alone in his room and his cats join in.
- "So, if you think about- oH MY GOD PRINCESS. YES, COME TO DADDY."
- Has a kitten curled up on him, purrs loud as hell because mf is so warm, and the lives turn into purring ASMR sessions.
- Into self care, has a line of vitamins, face masks, and everything you can think of.
- Calls his fans his SaStans.
- Dmitri ( Luke ) is his younger brother.
- Will never let him out of his sight, and they love to be as mean as they can to each other, they love each other but love to bully one another.
- Is from the Bronx, so his accent is what Avery ( Mammon ) mimics for his character, often just records Avery's lines and sends them to him so he can practice.
- Owns an animal shelter he funds.
- "Carol Baskin? Who's that?"
- The REAL tiger king.
- Gets all his cats dyed to look like tigers.
Micheal ( Asmodeus )
- Chill as fuck.
- Has like 5+ kids, so the role fits him perfectly, and now it's an on running joke among fans that they are all his illegitimate children.
- You know why Asmodeus on the show wears so much makeup? 
- His eldest daughter is one of the makeup artists, and she loves to try new looks on him, and the producers think it would fit the character well.
- People speculate his age, looks young but is in his late 30's.
- His first child was born when he was 16, so he likes to support safe heavens and things like that for struggling youths- from being kicked out to needing assistance with mental health.
- Tired af.
- Always in sweatpants, him and Ross ( Satan ) are the trademark bums of the cast.
- Thinks it would be hilarious that when Micheal is revealed, in the show, that he plays the character.
- Is a writer as well, TSL is a real series and he writes it, so they let him use it in the show.
- Vlogs in his car, in a Wendy's parking lot, eating a shit ton of food and talking about the most random shit.
- Half asleep in all interviews, wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, it's gotten to the point where everyone memes it too.
James ( Beelzebub )
- Himbo.
- One of the few cast members closest to their character.
- Absolute sweetheart.
- He's 20 years old.
- But how is he so fucking big???
- Comes from a big ass family, the middle child, he's baby 4 out of 9.
- All his siblings are redheads too.
- Very playful tho, with the cast always going along with his antics, making for the best bloopers.
- The contacts he wears make him blind af, which doesn't help since he's so tall, and will bump his head on the doorways and such.
- Can speak Scottish-Gaelic, and even has an accent to top it off.
- He is an absolute unit, and one of the characters who does the stupid diet to show off his form.
- Literally on the verge of passing out sometimes, so he needs to rest with Benjamin ( Lucifer ).
- All pictures, shirtless scenes, and such are filmed first so he can rest after and go back to a normal diet.
- Quiet guy, but loves talking about sports and his siblings tho.
- Is always carrying MC and Dmitri ( Luke ) around, now there are many off-guard photos posted to the casts shared twitter+instagram accounts
- Still pretty new to acting, but is amazing at emotional scenes, to the point fans actually think he's having a breakdown.
- Nah, he's just thinking about being alone, without his family- and it gets him bawling for said scenes.
Conner ( Belphegor )
- Crackhead 
- Will not stay still, either for filming or just when everyone is chilling.
- Scenes where he's asleep? He's usually turned away from the camera, cause the idiot is smiling and giggling.
- Has tripped over his tail multiple times.
- Comes from a farm-life, literal cowboy, his southern accent just hits hard.
- He hides it very well, but it comes out at times or with certain words.
- Sees Benjamin ( Lucifer ) as a mentor, he's in his early twenties and new to the scene, but they are best friends.
- Benjamin ( Lucifer ) has now acquired a new child.
- A living meme.
- You know how Tom Holland can't keep a secret?
- Yeah, he's worse.
- Rest of the cast have all had to physically stop him from talking at one point.
- The cow pillow? It's actually his, when he got the role his father has sewn it himself, so he will bring it with him.
- It's basically free promo for the show and comforts him in the city space.
- Gets overwhelmed in large crowds, so he usually makes sure to have another cast member close by, or he will literally leave to a less crowded place to take a breath.
- Apologized to MC after the scene in which he kills them.
- His mama raised him right, so he takes MC to his house for a movie, in which they cuddle and relax for the night.
- Felt really bad for like... a whole week.
- "Country boy I love you~"
Thomas ( Barbatos )
- Brat.
- This is one cocky man, he's smooth as hell, and one whisper can make you weak in the knees.
- Grew out the one side of his hair, but he slicks his hair back or will pin it back, dyes it himself when it's time to film.
- Loves to piss Alex ( Simeon ) off.
- Has a true crime podcast with Roman ( Diavolo ), Alex ( Simeon ), and Benjamin ( Lucifer ), because they're all old friends.
- Donates to the cold case foundation because he knows what it's like to lose someone and not know what happened to them.
- He has a twin who is his stunt double, they love to fuck with the rest of the cast, both of them are little shits.
- Is the motherfucker who makes a channel and reads the crackhead fanfics
- Loves every word of it tho.
- Responds to every fans dms. Every. One. As a whole account for this shit.
- Walks with a bit of a limp, so he wears a brace to help even himself, but during wide-shot scenes you can catch it sometimes.
- Took actual classes to be a butler for the role.
Roman ( Diavolo )
- Himbo 2.0
- Catch this man tweeting what he's trying to search up at 2 in the morning.
- Leaves them because it's hilarious, makes videos where he reads them out sometimes, it's all in good fun.
- He has a set of triplets at home, so that dad energy radiates into the show too.
- You know how Diavolo seems sus at points of the game? Yeah, he's still like that IRL.
- The rest of the cast was put off at first, but that's how he is, and everyone eased up pretty quickly.
- Makes jokes that he has family in the Italian mob, but needed to stop once his father called him, saying that there were too many eyes on the family now.
- Man was s h o o k.
- Has sensitive skin, so all his makeup and body paints need to be specially made, made with all natural products.
- The bags under his eyes are baby bags.
- Will bring his kids on set, to which everyone will gush over, and watch them when they aren't filming.
- Very private with his kids ( to the public ), doesn't post about them much, and only the cast really sees them.
- Wine dad.
- Catch him bringing the whole cast out for "family trips"
- People nicknamed him Caesar
- So many JoJo references now
- "SHHHHIIIIIZZZAAAAAAAA"
- "Please, no."
Dmitri ( Luke )
- Is actually 12.
- Quotes vines, tiktoks, and other memes.
- Is one of the few people that Alex ( Simeon ) is openly nice too.
- Also has an accent, but since he's young and is learning, can now mimic every other cast member's accent.
- Wear earplugs for certain scenes, because of how raunchy and dark the scenes can get, so Simeon and Barbatos are always conveniently in the way, hiding the plugs.
- Is Ross' ( Satan ) younger brother, and if he isn't hanging off of him he's with James ( Beelzebub ), Benjamin ( Lucifer ), or MC.
- They know there are some sick fucks in Hollywood so he has an adult with him at all times.
- Posts pictures of him cuddling up to his brother and the kittens, new foods he is trying, and some pictures with family.
- He often is considered the new Gordon Ramsay.
- Had a collaboration with him.
- It was amazing.
- Best boy, catch him taking a nap in his ( and Ross' ) trailer, surrounded by tiger kittens.
- The TIGER PRINCE.
Alex ( Simeon )
- Avatar of wrath who?
- The embodiment of "No talk me, I angy"
- Jkjk, though he does have a temper, he only loses it with Benjamin ( Lucifer ), Roman ( Diavolo ), and Thomas ( Barbatos ).
- A sweetheart with all children though, like you know Simeon on the show? 
- Yeah, he's only like that with kids.
- And respectable adults.
- Mama raised him well 2.0
- Grew up in NY
- Born in Gucci and Balenciaga.
- Was a child model and slowly expanded to acting.
- Dark humor galore.
- If Simeon met Alex, he'd probably have a stroke, cause THOSE WORDS are coming out of HIS mouth.
- Says the weirdest shit too.
- "Put your hand on my ass and call me a virgin."
- Bro are you okay???
- He is fluent in five languages and has a high IQ.
- Speaks: English, French, Italian, Arabic, and Mandarin
- Has a support system for children who struggle to learn conventionally, with trained tutors who are affordable, he knows what it's like to need certain needs met to learn, and he wants every kid to get that chance.
- Rough around the edges but has a heart of gold.
Derek ( Solomon )
- Loves to smoke with Ross ( Satan )
- He is more aloof than chill.
- One of the more awkward members, doesn't know how to socialize well, and is very shy.
- Watch out for Dmitri ( Luke ) on the down low.
- Didn't have the best life growing up, so he is a lot more street smart than book smart.
- Doesn't have a big social media influence.
- Very nice to fans, gives full hugs to them, and everyone feels so appreciated.
- Has a husky named Blue.
- Also has an owl, who he took in when he found it on his porch with a broken wing, and nursed it to health.
- He set it free, but she comes back often, and has a nest in the tree closest to his house.
- Named her Lovely.
- Animal person, so he helps Ross out with his animal shelters.
- Uses Blue as a living pillow, and only sleeps in his boxers when Blue is on his bed, because goddamn does that dog radiate heat.
- Him and MC live together, having grown up together, and made their livings together. 
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wwhitewwolff · 5 years
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Good morning
Bucky Barnes X Reader
Warnings: cheating, insecurities, lies, angst, misleading storyline?? This one is long
Summary: when Bucky stops texting his long distance girlfriend good mornings each morning she gets suspicious, going back to America to visit him she's in for a surprise she had never expected.
A/N: guess who's writing again? No one because no one guessed because like 3 people will read this and it will be dead forever *shrug* I feel like this storyline is really misleading so, sorry? Also AOS is a main theme for this but if you don't watch the show it really doesn't matter
This is Bobbie btw for anyone who wants to know what she looks like for this
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It had been over a year since you had seen your boyfriend, well properly seen your boyfriend, moving back to England was a hard decision for you but you knew it was the best one, you knew that taking the promotion was the best thing you could do but your mind was still constantly plagued with insecurities and worries, but you knew Bucky wasn't like that, he could never? Could he?
It had started about 3 months ago, his usually cheerful morning texts which never failed to bring a smile to your face had stopped, almost ceased to exist, from his constant hey, baby! How's my gorgeous girl? To his babyyy! Wake uupp! It's been too long! Facetime me when you're free my pretty doll. his morning texts had fallen to a simple hey or I'm busy we'll talk later and the main fact he never bothered to text first anymore had caused your usual insecurities to skyrocket, why did he never have time to send you a simple hello anymore? Or more importantly who meant he didn't have the time?
Your phone buzzed as you say in bed, mind plagued by thoughts, you immediately shot up, hopefully Bucky had gone back to usual? Opening your phone you had found a simple text from your boss Phil 'meet me in the headquarters at 10', why was Phil in England? More importantly why did he need to see you?
Standing up you prepared yourself for the day to come.
"Hey y/n/n!" Your good friend and teammate Bobbi chirped as she brought you your regular morning drink
"mornin' Bob" you slurred out as you wrapped your coat around your frame tightly, shivering as you took in the very open windows.
"someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Argh! No! Stop throwing things at me!" Hunter shrieked as Bobbi began throwing pillows at him.
"Wow, adorable couple" you mumbled as you took in the pair, after getting remarried the pair had fallen deeply in love once again, you wished you could have that but unfortunately being the director of S.A.B, shield associations Britain you barely had the time to speak to Bucky, yet alone the time to break up with him or move on, whereas normal couples may have fallen apart you were way to busy to even think about dating or parties or even making new friends, you stuck to your own lane.
"hunter! Barbra!" A familiar, fatherly voice boomed as the familiar figure of Phil Coulson stepped into the office, taking in the pair he hadn't seen since Russia "I thought you two were never coming back to shield?" He grinned happily
"we could never leave our dear y/n alone in a country! She's so far into work she hasn't even been shopping yet!" Bobbie exasperated "and please, Phil! Dont call me Barbra! Barbra is far worse than any possible nickname you could give me!" The blonde grinned cheekily
"Bobbie, stop being so dramatic, we went shopping last month!" You shook your head playfully as you took a seat at your desk, gesturing for Phil to sit opposite you beside Hunter -who had perched himself happily onto one of the plush leather chairs-
"I need you to come back to New York for a while" Phil stated softly
"what? Really? Ohmygosh nofreakingway!" You shrieked happily
"English, y/n/n!" Hunter playfully chided, wagging a finger at you as you practically glowed, you had missed your friends and especially Bucky.
"when?" You asked excitedly
"next month, I'm sending agent Piper to hold things down till you get back here" Phil smiled at the young woman, barely reached her late 20's and still so experienced yet full of life. A small smile graced his lips as he watched the h/c girl jump up and start rambling.
• time skipy•
The buzz of the quinjet filled your ears as you stepped off, e/c orbs wandered as you took in the familiar tower in which your boyfriend and some of your closest friends lived, sighing deeply you grabbed Bobbi's hand and quickly guided her to the doors
"nervous?" She asks over the low rumble of the quinjet ascending back into the air and back to the main s.h.i.e.l.d base. Turning your head to face Bobbi you opened your mouth to deny but quickly remembered how useless it would be- you knew the spy since s.h.i.e.l.d academy! She knows you better than you do and vice versa
"I don't know why, b! I mean I'm going to see some of my best friends AND my boyfriend!' you blurted out exasperated, anyone walking past might have looked at you like you're crazy but Barbara Morse was your best friend in the entire world and she had seen much worse than you screaming out into the rough winds.
"y/f/n" she stopped walking abruptly piping your linked arms backwards with her "has Bucky been acting weird with you?" She asked inquisitively, shrugging you immediately regretted not speaking to her about Bucky before, she would have helped. "Oh y/n/n; you didn't you tell me? No wonder you're so skitterish today! Whatever it is I'm sure it's nothing too big, Bucky loves you and I can even tell that without meeting the man! He's probably on a mission or something, he IS an avenger" Bobbi calmly rubbed your back as she spoke, guiding your hand to the identification scanners.
"thanks Bob, you always know how to make me feel so much better. I love you" you sighed dreamily, aiming to annoy the woman "oh you cow! Stop being so corny!" The blonde laughed aloud and she lightly smacked your hand, walking into the escalators you began calming your nerves, you felt like a giddy teenager going to her first date. And you hated it. The fact that a few stupid texts had lead you into this trivial paranoid stage had fully set into your mind. It was Bucky for god's sake! James Buchanan Barnes, the same James who stumbled over his words when asking you out, the same bucky who arrived an hour early to pick you up for said date and almost died when he realised, the same Mr Barnes who quit the avengers (although for 10 minutes) to be with you. He was your Bucky and you don't need texts to know that.
As the elevator doors pinged open you and Bobbie stepped out and into the large lounge which occupied the avengers.
Looking up Steve's mouth gaped open before jumping up and accidentally flipping the table over as he ran towards you "Y/N/N! YOU'RE HERE OH MY! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG! I MISSED YOU!! AND IM SO SORRY ABOUT HOW HE-" Steve blabbered out as he squeezed hugged you tightly, barley taking in anything he was saying you were quick to end his ramblings
"'tevie! I've missed you and all but shhhh inside voices remember" you laughed as the soldier nodded looking like a lost puppy
"sorry y/n/n but I've missed my best friend so-" this was when Bobbie felt to make her presence known "hold up! Wait a minute! If anyone is y/f/n's best friend; it's ME. So sit down mate, she's mine" bobbie stated proudly, reminding you of your (then) puppy when meeting Bucky
Shaking your head you introduced Bobbie and greeted everyone else, sitting down inbetween Pietro and Wanda you looked around the room, the obvious man who wasn't in the room still plagued your mind "hey,guys where Bucky?" You asked with a small smile, the avengers a looked at you as if you'd grown 2 heads "what? Can't I see my boyfriend?" You laughed, greeted with silence you stood up "I check I'll check his room then?" You asked wearily before all but sprinting our the room, barely noticing how the room erupted and bob and Steve had run after you.
The elevator door closed as soon as you stepped inside, you were so confused, why was everyone so shocked? Especially when you called him your boyfriend? And Steve looked mortified! Taking a deep breath you stepped out and walked to your "boyfriends" door
"hmm yes buck!" A feminine voice sighed from the room as you neared it, stopping about a step away from the door you could almost feel the tears gathering in your e/c orbs, pushing them away you stopped to listen...not a sound came out, your mind must have been playing tricks surely!
Gulping a big breath of air you stepped forwards and opened the door quickly "Bucky! Surprise! I'm- Oh my god" your playful tone turned quiet and lifeless and you took in the scene Infront of you, bucky laying almost naked ontop of a scantily clad Natasha
Steve knew something was wrong the moment you asked for Bucky, why would she ask where Bucky is? Bucky had told the team he broke up with her to date Natasha MONTHS ago, then y/n called him her boyfriend and the entire team was stunned as it dawned onto steve.
Bucky didn't break up with his girlfriend, he was cheating on her with Natasha whilst the girl was off being a good person in England.
Steve quickly ran after his friend, Bobbie following shortly after as they attempted to keep up with the h/c girl, when the elevator doors closed quickly the man knew he was far too late.
"Rogers? Care to explain?!" Morse snapped as she stared up at the giant of a man
"buck...no" too in shock to believe Bucky, HIS Bucky would do this, words Jumbled and the man leaned against the wall awaiting the lift to come
"spit it out Rogers! If something is wrong with my best friend I need to know!" Barbara placed a hand onto the blondes arm, staring into his eyes as she searched for answers
"Bucky said they broke up, he's been seeing natasha since October"
Bucky knew he'd messed up, quickly scrambling off of natasha and throwing the blanket over her barely clothes body the ex assassin stared up at his girlfriend...well ex now he guessed
"you... little...I can't even.." you gasped out as you stepped back into the hallway
"y/n! Baby no!" He cried running after you
"OH FUCK OFF BARNES" your calm yet betrayed tone turned Malicious as you turned too him in a rage and screamed, the other avengers at this point had caught up and we're watching shocked, they had seen your angry side of the field or in life or death situations (or scariest of all, during monopoly) but never had you ever screamed or raised your voice at any of them and here you were fists clenched and body shaking as you stated at the man Infront of you.
"YOU ARE HONESTLY THE MOST EVIL MAN I'VE EVER MET! WHILST IM OUT THERE WORKING SO HARD FOR SHIELD YOURE WHORING AROUND WITH THAT SLAG?!" You screamed, natahsa at this point had stepped out and stared at you in shock
"Hey! You want a punch, bitch?!"
"she's not a slag!" The pair yelled at the same time, this just fueled your rage.
"OH FUCK OF! DON'T KID ANY OF US NATASHA YOU SLEEP YPUR WAY THROUGH LIFE AND YOU BARNES IM SURPRISED YOU EVEN GOT NATASHA SEEING AS YOURE SO FUCKED UP I'M EVEN SURPRISED YOU GOT ME!" you had no idea where this was coming from but rage and pain from all these few months had come crashing down on you
Feeling a familiar and protective arm wrap around your shoulders you expected the figure to pull you away, or hug you, or calm you but no- Barbra Mose does NOT tolerate betrayal and most certainly not when it's directed at her best friend
"you're surprised? Babes, the whore has probably slept around with half the world, i mean the cheap cunt probably had to flash her saggy boobs and that bitch ran to her with open arms" Bobbie stated, her voice strong and insulting yet everyone without even knowing this woman could tell that she was about to commit a murder.
"let's go, hun" bobbie stated, your energy gone as you pushed through the team behind you, however you stopped and turned to see that Bucky and natasha, although looking guitly had traveled to eachother, you turned back to face them and took menacing steps towards them, as soon as you were in range of the pair you cocked your fist back and bought it to the throat of your boy- your ex.
"bye Barnes, rot in hell with this demon of a woman"
And with that you called Phil, you wanted to disconnect the avengers from the S.A.B and told him that you would be extending your trip; it was time to step up as director, you were here now and your job was to make sure Sheild is at the top, and no sex obsessed dick of an ex is gonna break you.
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Okay it's so bad I know but the first parts were in my drafts for so long and I need to start writing again, I accidentally deleted my Steve imagine AND the first Bucky imagine so I'm trying to get those back but I'm also trying to actually right again. No one's gonna read this I know but it was a fun idea I had that strayed far, plus as long as I like my writing I'll keep doing it and maybe I'll do a part 2? Idk
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mythicallyyours · 5 years
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I'm a gmm fan who likes to draw Rhett and Link. However, I hardly see any fanfiction or oneshots or head cannons for the drawing or painting artists. If you have a little time could you write a lil piece with some whimsy for the mythical Beast artists? ☺
Hello anon! Your request intrigues me, most of the artist mythical beasts I know may feel the same in the fan fiction world. Also, many of those artists have been recognized by Rhett and Link *even in their Book of Mythicality* 
Hmm, whimsy. Magic can be whimsy, can't it?
Hope this is something you were looking for, nonny. Have a marvelous day and keep drawing our boys.
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"Oh god, oh god! How!? Wha!?" You whispered as your room seemed to explode in a shimmery light.
The room shook as you dove into your closet just incase it was an earthquake. Then it went still. You peeked out, and covered your mouth to hide your gasp.
They were standing beside your desk, big as life. Rhett and Link, both looked about your room bewildered.
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Link licked his lips, "Uh, what did you do?"
Rhett frowned as he stepped over a backpack, "Me? What makes you think I did this?"
Link crossed his arms, "Look man, your pranking has gone too far this time. Did you drug me?"
Rhett rolled his eyes, "No! I'm not that heartless. Food poisoning, were hallucinating from that shady taco stand Josh suggested."
Link shook his head, "I don't feel sick, what the crap happened?"
Rhett leaned over on the desk, "I haven't a clue. But it appears we are in someone's room. Maybe a girl."
Link stared at the stuffed animal collection organized on the shelves, "Definitely a girl. Were we kidnapped?"
Rhett shook his head, "I doubt it. Hey look, she's an artist. Pretty good one too she drew us. Hey! She has a gmm hoodie, she's probably a Mythical Beast."Link stepped over her side table,  "There's our book. Definitely a Mythical Beast."
Rhett placed his hands on his hips, "Well, that's good to know."
Link picked up the sketchbook, "Drawn wearing the same outfits we had on today...how would she know?"
Rhett scratched his beard, "Psychic spy mythical beast in training?"
Link ran his fingers over the leather cover, "This looks old, like Victorian old. Maybe it's magic."
Rhett's eyes narrowed, "Maybe she's a witch?"
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As the duo continued to voice their opinions, frustrations, ideas about what had happened, you slowly moved to the corner of your closet, to get a better view of the two men bumbling about your room. As much as you enjoyed their daily show, you didn't want them to see you. Mostly because you weren't the most socially engaging person on the planet. Plus they were not happy, and they were fairly gigantic. 
Rhett kept getting his head caught up in your decorative lights and Link nearly hit the floor over your book case. They looked so much smaller online.
As you shifted to the corner, your foot thumped against the wall and the room went quiet.
Rhett shushed Link, "Shh, hey, did you hear that?"
Link lowered his voice, "Yeah, maybe she has a cat."
Rhett groaned, "I hate cats. It came from the closet."
You frantically looked around to find something to hide under. 
Links voice got closer, "Wanna check it out?"
Rhett joined him, "Might as well." The handle jiggled upon contact, "3,2,1."
The door flung open.You froze under the open sleeping bag you had covered yourself with.
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Link moved a few of the hanging clothes, "Here, kitty..."
Rhett elbowed Link and pointed down at a lump under the sleeping bag, "I don't see anything."
Link reached for the top of the sleeping bag, "Me either." He yanked off the sleeping bag and grabbed your foot, "Ah ha! Gotcha!"
You screamed and bolted away.
Your scream was joined with two more screams from Rhett and Link, "Aaaaagh!"
The duo slammed the door and fell on top of each other in a pile of arms and legs with a thud.
Rhett groaned, "Oooh my back...ugh."
Links eyes remained wide as he searched the room trying to catch his breath, "T-there's a-a girl in t-there.."
Rhett shifted to his knees and held his lower back, "Yeah, I could tell by the shriek. Definitely female."
Link pushed his glasses back up on his face, "Gosh, I almost had a heart attack. I-I grabbed her foot, I thought it was the cat."
Rhett reached for the door, "Well, we can't leave her in there in the dark."
The door opened again allowing light into the closet.
Link crawled back towards the closet, "Hello? A-are you alright?"
He pushed back the hanging clothes to let some light in, "Sorry we scared you, but you scared us too."
Rhett chuckled, "Yeah, we're old, brittle and startle easily."
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 You were curled into a ball in the corner holding your hands over your ears sniffling back tears when the light hit you.
Links expression softened into a small smile when you made eye contact with him, "There you are. You alright?"
Your eyes shifted to Rhett who was staring at you. His large greyish green eyes expressed equal parts curiosity and warmth, "She looks pretty shaken."
Link pushes up his glasses, "What's your name, mythical beast?"
You shook your head.
Rhett tipped his head, "Why don't you come out of there?"
You shook your head again and swallowed the lump in your throat.
Link reached for you, "I'm sosorry I grabbed you like that. Hope your not hurt."
Your eyes followed his hand as it neared your shoulder and you recoiled.
Regardless of your apprehension, Links large palm gently cupped your shoulder and gave it a light steady squeeze, "Easy now, don't be alarmed." 
Rhett bent down with his hands resting on his knees, "I don't think you hurt her, Bo. Just scared her speechless." 
Link looked about the room, "Is your name Aria? It's written in your art book."
You nodded, "I-I'm Aria."
Link motioned with his palm, "Come on out, Aria. Its okay. You know we thought you were a cat at first."
Rhett chuckled, "I'm glad you're not a cat."
You shifted to your knees, "M-me too.."
The duo chuckled.Link grasped you by the arm helping you up, "Up and out." 
Rhett sat in the art desk chair, "So, Why were you in the closet?"
You pointed at your sketchbook, "I-I thought there was a-an earth quake and the book sort of exploded like fireworks."
Link scratched his head "Exploded? It looks fine to me."
Rhett clapped his hands together and shouted, "Magic! It has to be magic."
The sudden movement caused you to jump.
Link reached for the book, "It could be, it looks really old maybe? Aria?"
The duo glanced at you, seemingly shocked that you were several feet away.
They looked at each other.Rhett cleared his throat, "Uh, you okay?"
Your lip quivered, "I-I'm sorry. If I-I'd known you'd b-be zapped here b-because of a drawing, I-I wouldn't h-have t-touched it. P-please d-don't be angry at me."
Link tipped his head, "Hey, hey, it's alright. We're not mad, just befuddled. Come on over here. Don't be shy."
Rhett flipped thru the book, "Maybe drawing us again would put us back where we are?"
Link kept a hand on your shoulder, "That would be worth a try. Could you do that, Aria?"
You raised an eyebrow, "What if you get cloned?"
Rhett frowned, "Oh, good point. Well, we were in our offices when we got zapped here, maybe draw us in there?"
Link locked eyes with you, "Do you know what our office looks like?"
"I-I may have a reference photo. I-I could try and draw your office around in the background."
Rhett nodded, "Yeah, yeah, I'm up for that! Try that."
An hour later, you were sketching the basics of Rhett and Links office while the dynamic duo occupied your couch and your bean bag pillow. You had given them a bag of Doritos and a 2 liter of mellow yellow to snack on and put on a movie for them to watch while you worked; An American Tail.
It was unnerving having an audience in the room while you drew, but Rhett and Link were friendly and didn't seem to be unhappy as you did your best to make them comfortable. They stirred up conversation, but you couldn't always find words to speak in response. Words were always hard, but now in the presence of people you actually admired and liked, it was harder.
Another 30 minutes passed and you were finishing up the details of their office when Link crouched beside you with an arm around you, "How's it coming?"
You nodded, "A-almost done."
Rhett appeared above you, "Wow, you don't leave out any detail do you? That's awesome!"
Link laughed, "I bet Stevie has had a cow trying to figure out where we disappeared to. It was kind of nice to have a few hours to relax a little. Thanks to our hostess."
Rhett nodded, "I even took a little nap during the movie."
You erased a smudge, "I-i think I'm done. I'm not sure how it works with you guys getting back home."
Link spun your chair around so you were facing them, "Hey, believe it or not we needed a little magical trip today."
Rhett took a knee, "Just sitting back, snacking and drinking a little mellow yellow was a treat. I had a good time. Just be careful what you draw in that book."
Link pushed up his glasses, "Actually, If you could zap us out of a nasty taste test we have next week, I wouldn't be upset at all."
Rhett laughed, "Right, that would be great; just kidding."
The book began to have a soft  iridescent glow and you sighed, "Well, goodbye."
Link pulled you into a quick tight hug, "If you're ever in Burbank, look us up."
Rhett gave you a warm side hug, "We'll return the hospitality."
The room shook as light blew up from the page of the journal. The duo faded from view like fog in the daylight leaving you alone in your art room.It all could have been a dream, except for the drawing in your journal had changed cause Rhett and Link were holding up Barbra and Jade their dogs waving at you with smiles.It was real.
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Dear Father Christmas... Chapter 11: December 24, 2026
MASTERPOST
Characters:  Tentoo; Rose Tyler; Jackie Tyler; Pete Tyler; Tony Tyler; OC Hope Tyler-Noble; OC Charlotte Tyler-Noble; OC Wilfred Tyler-Noble
Rated: Teen
Tags: Family!Fic; Kid!Fic; Pete’s World; Letters to Santa; Christmas Fic; Family; Fluff; Hurt/Comfort; Angst; Romance; Love; gun violence; violence resulting in death; life-threatening injury; life threatening situations
Summary: When Rose Tyler was little, she always wrote a Christmas wish list to Father Christmas. As she grew older, the wish list became more of a letter to someone she could confide in once a year, but she fell out of the habit somewhere along the way. Now, as a new mum, celebrating her daughter’s first Christmas, Rose takes up writing her Christmas letter to Father Christmas once again.
Rose’s Christmas letters are excerpts from her life with her beloved Tentoo and their children in Pete’s World, written once a year, for each of 31 years.
Chapter Summary: Rose is tired of never feeling as though she’s good enough for Jackie.
Notes: A boring little entry… mostly just Rose imparting the family news to Santa. The original inspiration for it (and indeed use of the prompt) doesn’t even happen until very close to the end.
Heaps of thanks to @rose–nebula and mrsbertucci. It just wouldn’t be the same without you tow lovelies along for the ride. <3
Thanks to @doctorroseprompts for their 31 Days of Ficmas prompts. A reminder that I am using the prompts very much out of order, but I intend to use them all. The prompt I used today was Mistletoe.
Also read at: AO3; FF.net; Teaspoon
December 24th, 2026
Dear Father Christmas,
Mum’s been having a go at me… again. There’s always something. I never seem to get it right or be good enough for her. I must be such a disappointment compared to her “Golden Boy”, Tony. Honestly, I’m thirty-seven years old, and I just feel like such a cow, but I can hardly wait for him to spring his news on her and Dad at tea tonight. Not that I believe for a moment that Mum’ll be upset (she’ll be happy he told her; I think she’s been expecting something like this for a couple of years now), but if nothing else, it should take her attention off me for a bit.
That being said, she’s been surprisingly supportive of me and the Doctor’s plans for Hope’s future education. It’s a bit unconventional so I was expecting her to kick up more of a fuss. But she seems to be on board (for now), which is a relief, because if all goes well, it’s what we plan to do with Charlie and Wilfred too. Hope’s finishing Primary school this coming year. She’ll be eleven years old by that time, but she’s not going to secondary school. Me and the Doctor sat and talked for a long time about the path we saw for our children in the future, and both of us agreed that, while their primary education provided them with many essential social skills we felt they needed to get along in life, when they finished Primary, if they were disciplined enough and mature enough, they should have a chance to pursue significantly higher levels of education.
We think Hope’s ready (more than), and her teachers agreed. We know our children aren’t the easiest to have in the classroom, so we’ve really appreciated the way all the teachers at our school have been willing to accommodate them, and consult us whenever they needed to. But they also recognize the limitations of a classical education for our brood. So, this spring, Hope will sit her A-levels, and in the fall, move on to Uni. She would like to become a medical doctor.
She won’t be joining Tony in the fall, though. He’s off to Uni too, going for a general science degree while he sorts out where his interests really lie, but Hope’s going to be doing all of her courses online, so she can work at her own pace and not feel overwhelmed being surrounded by all those rowdy young adults on campus. I have a funny feeling if she’d been forced to take courses on campus, Mum would have had much more to say about it, and rightly so.
No, it seems Mum’s happy to see everyone getting ahead in the world but me. Back when I was working on the Dimension Cannon, she finally stopped harping on at me about “airs and graces” ‘cause it was clear everything I was doing was so I could get back to the Doctor. I honestly think that’s the most supportive she’s ever been of me. I was so driven, and she knew there was nothing she could do to stop me, so she was just being my mum: making sure I slept and ate, and she’d always be ready with a hug if I needed it. She never, ever told me to give up, even when it seemed hopeless. I sure didn’t appreciate it much at the time, but looking back, it meant the world to me. I wish she’d be a bit more like that now.
I don’t think I’ll ever hear the end of it about my “injury”, last Christmas. She’s always going on about how peaky I look, or how much I’ve aged (gee thanks, Mum), and yeah, it’s taken a while for me to get back to feeling myself, but I’ve been eating well and keeping fit, and I think I’m just about there.
Blimey, the red tops had a field day with that whole incident. Somehow some piecemeal bits of information leaked and word got out that the Vitex heiress (that would be me!) had been killed by a mugger who attacked me with a knife. I haven’t been such big news since our wedding. Oh, and the kids being born. But that was all very well controlled, and we had scheduled press days, so it all died off pretty quickly after that. Anyway, it took a while for this story to fade away, and they milked it for every drop of shock factor they could. But they eventually lost interest a while ago, after it turned out I was actually alive. Although, occasionally a story will still appear that a body swap took place, or that alien necromancy was involved and I’m really a zombie. But mostly they’ve given up.
Mum hasn’t though: she’s like a terrier with a bone!
My brush with death (and it really was touch and go there for a while) made me rethink the choices I’ve made in life. And Mum always has her two cents to add. I thought I had returned to the field work because of the thrill, but really, the job wasn’t usually all that exciting. It was just something I was good at and had lots of experience with, especially after all my trips through the void, searching for the Doctor. Living with my family of geniuses, sometimes it’s really hard not to feel left out and downright inadequate, so you cling to those things that are familiar, that give you some kind of comfort, yeah.  
Mum laid the I-told-you-sos on real thick during my recovery, as if I couldn’t see for myself I’d had enough of that job. She was thrilled when I told Dad I was resigning, but it didn’t take her long to remind me that I needed to find some work to do. I was half-expecting her to tell me to try to get a job at the butcher’s again. She should talk! As if she does anything!
Well, that’s not entirely fair. Not fair at all, to be honest.She does tons of charity work! Tons! She’s actually created her own charitable organization: The Big Yellow Truck. Providing women with the power to change their world. That’s their slogan. They are responsible for founding a series of women’s support centres and shelters throughout the UK. Mum’s founder and chair, but she also gets right in there and helps out. She always says she could have used this kind of assistance when she lost my dad, and feels like she should be giving back now she has the means to do it. I think she wanted me to join her, and help her run it. And it would have been a great job, but me working for my mum… nope! Nope with a capital N.
But, I do like working with people, helping them out. And I do hold the title of Ambassador of Extraterrestrial Affairs, and I really enjoy the odd time I get to work as a liaison between my planet and the rest of the universe. I’m good at it. I know a thing or two about aliens, and with the Doctor by my side, I have my own personal fountain of knowledge I can draw on.
I had an idea I could build on that job a little, and take on some related responsibilities. There are more and more of the public coming in contact with aliens every day. The Earth is becoming a planet of interest out there in the universe, and more aliens are dropping by to check us out. But for an unsuspecting, uneducated public, these encounters can be frightening and sometimes traumatic. And things can get out of control quickly. People need to know there’s someone they can turn to who understands and actually believes what they’re going through. And the aliens need to know they have someone they can connect with to help them get by on planet Earth without causing mass panic.
So I suggested to Dad that it would be a good idea to start a new department of Torchwood: Encounter Counselling and Extraterrestrial Integration. He was right on board. He even said I should head it up, get it underway, so that’s what I’ve been doing. And it’s really exciting, but I just feel so woefully underqualified, so I’m going back to school to certify as a counsellor in the New Year. There are several different levels, different qualifications I can earn, and I’m determined I’ll work through them one by one.
The Doctor and Dad (and Tony and the kids) were all really excited for me, but not Mum. She didn’t understand why I wanted to take even more on when I was already so busy getting the new department up and running, and I was already doing a good enough job with the qualifications I had. “Sweetheart,” she said to me yesterday, “why are you always trying to show up everyone else, make yourself into something you’re not? Why can’t you just be happy with what you’ve got?”
Santa, I’ll be honest. That stung. I mean, that really, really hurt. A lot. I couldn’t get it off my mind all night. I finally talked to the Doctor about it and he gave me something to think about. He told me she reminded him of Donna a bit, shouting at the world because she doesn’t think anyone’s listening. He said, “Love, she hates that she’s never had a chance to do all the things you’ve done. She’s a bit jealous.”
I feel so stupid. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, yeah. When I think about how I am with Tony, so jealous of him being Mum’s “little angel” compared to me. I’ve been secretly hoping he’ll go and do something bad, like coming home drunk one night, or failing an exam, just so it’ll bring him down a notch, knock him off that pedestal a bit. And I’m so, so sorry, Santa. It’s childish and mean. But tonight, I’ll hold his hand and just be there for him as much as he needs me, because I’m his big sister.
And… I’ve just figured out exactly what I’m going to give Mum for Christmas.
Safe travels tonight, Santa. Love to all! I’ll check back in with you Christmas day and let you know how it all goes!
love, Rose
--ooOoo--
Happy Christmas, Santa! I hope your Christmas is as amazing as mine has been!
So, let me get started here. Last night Tony invited a friend to join us for Christmas Eve tea, which used to happen quite often when he was small, but it hasn’t happened for a few years, so it’s kind of a big deal.
I was pretty sure what was about to go down because he’s confided in me a lot over the years, so when the doorbell rang, he automatically looked over to me for support. I got up with him to go answer the door. The big lump grabbed my hand (I mean he’s seventeen years old now, six foot two; he towers over me), and I just let him hold on to me like he did when he was  tiny. He knows I figured it out all on my own years ago, and I told him I knew it wouldn’t be a big deal with Mum and Dad
Sure enough, his friend came in and we all three go through to the dining room where everyone’s sat around the table. There’s silence for a few beats. Then Tony drops my hand and takes his friend’s hand instead. “Hey everyone,” (he’s stammering) “I’d like you all to meet Noah Milne, my boyfriend.”
You could hear a pin drop, and then suddenly my mum’s telling Noah to come on in and make himself at home. “We don’t bite, sweetheart.” And Dad and the Doctor are up out of their chairs, shaking his hand and welcoming him to the family. We had such a great time (Noah fits so well with the rest of the family), and the best part was, at the very end of the night, as Noah was about to head home, Mum and I spied Tony and him snogging under the mistletoe. “Ah, now ain’t that lovely?” Mum said, and I couldn’t agree more. I was so proud of my little brother, my Toto; he’s a Tyler, through and through. Each of us are courageous, strong, and smart in our own unique ways.  
As for Mum’s Christmas gift… she was a little more hesitant about that, and that’s okay, but I hope she’ll come around. I’m pretty sure she will, though. I asked her to join me at school in the New Year, so we can both earn our counselling certifications. She’ll be able to make great use of it at The Big Yellow Truck and really get involved with counselling the women, which I know is what she’d love to do. And she’s a natural. Better yet, this is a journey we can take together, improving ourselves so we both have more opportunities to make a difference in this world.
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Could you write imagines for the siblings reacting to the retainers wanting to marry F!MU. E.g. Xander-Laslow, Ryoma-Saizo, Big brothers-Joker, Elise-Arthur and the others if you so wish, but definitely those top 4.
Notes: So a quick apology for being so, so very late in getting to this! This prompt was a tough one and I was stuck on it for the looooongest time. Instead of scrapping it and rewriting it I decided I’ll post whatever I’ve got so far OTL unfortunately I only got to Xander and Ryoma but I hope it’s alright.. 
Ft: Xander (Laslow), Ryoma (Saizo)
Xander (Laslow): The moment your announcement finished, Laslow could feel Xander’s eyes lock onto him and the room’s temperature plunged several degrees.
Whatever paperwork the prince had been working on prior to the announcement of your engagement was promptly forgotten as Xander stood from his chair and Laslow barely masked his whimper of fear.
Loyal retainer and friend of the high prince or not, from the thunderous look in Xander’s eyes, the swordsman knew he was royally fucked this time.
“Excuse us for a moment ______.” Xander said with a sweet smile that never reached his eyes as a heavy hand dropped on Laslow’s shoulder and bodily dragged him to the side. You, beautifully oblivious to the chilling atmosphere that encapsulated Xander’s private study, missed Laslow’s pleading expression for help as he was dragged behind the dressing divider.
“Explain yourself.” Xander whispered once they were out of your sight.
“I b-believe ______ explained it quite well Milord.” Laslow laughed uneasily, flinching when the prince’s expression only darkened further.
“Do not test my patience Laslow.” Xander warned, the hand on his retainer’s shoulder tightening punishingly. “You are my retainer and my dear friend but ______ is my cherished sister. If this is another one of your frivolous games-“
“It is not a game.” Laslow interrupted, the fierce look in his eyes gave Xander pause. “My feelings for ______ are genuine.” The mercenary met his lord’s eyes evenly, unflinching as the blond prince’s searching gaze seared into him, assessing the validity of his claims.
Slowly the pressure on his shoulder eased off as Xander released his iron grip. “I suppose a threat isn’t necessary.” At the fair prince’s wry words Laslow released the sigh of breath he’d been holding in, knowing that he’d passed some kind of test.
Falling to his knees he bowed his head to his lord and friend. “I promise I will protect and cherish ______ for as long as I draw breath my Liege. I truly love ______ and will do anything to keep her happy.”
“That I do not doubt.” Xander sighed and Laslow looked up in surprise at the wariness that tainted the prince’s voice. His heart skipped a beat in worry as the crown prince turned his back on him.
“My…lord?” The hesitance and sadness that glanced over Xander’s face alarmed the retainer and Laslow struggled to pinpoint its cause. Was it too much after all? He was, after all, just a lowly mercenary, an outsider deep down. A terrible match for the crown prince’s sister and chosen one of divine blade.
“… and what of after the war? Does _______ know?”
Laslow’s thoughts staggered to a halt as his eyes widened in realisation. Ah. It was a topic briefly touched on, the hypothesis of his departure after the war. He should’ve known. Deep down how much the prince took care of his family and friend’s happiness and wellbeing. Whether he was suited for ______ was never truly the prince’s concern, Laslow realised. Ah, I’ve been such a fool.
“..Yes.” He answered honestly. As much as he learned to love the people here, there were others waiting for him on the other side who needed his help. The day you said you’ll follow him wherever he’ll go made his heart soar and brought tears to his eyes. But now he realised as his heart clenched with guilt, it would mean taking you away from everyone here.
“My Lord…” Xander halted his words with a raised hand and his chest tightened uncomfortably at the resigned sigh that came from the prince. Laslow knew. The crown prince was no fool, Xander understood everything behind his short answer. When the war ends, they will be gone.
Laslow watched with a heavy heart as Xander turned around, standing slowly as the prince beckoned him to rise. The silence was slowly eating the mercenary from within as he shifted his weight in nervousness. The urge to explain - to apologize and beg forgiveness was strong but his lord’s silence muted him. He of all people should know how it feels like to lose family and although it’s nothing close to death, the possibility of them returning was slim.
He flinched when Xander’s hand landed on his shoulder again. “Take care of her Laslow.”
Tears welled up in his eyes and his head bowed from the sense of relief and respect that overwhelmed him. “Always… Xander.”
Xander’s smile was understanding as he patted Laslow’s shoulder. “Thank you.” Following his lord’s lead they went back to where you waited anxiously and in one swift move the prince drew you in a crushing hug.
“You have my blessing, little princess.”
Ryoma (Saizo): The brush in his hand stilled as the implications of your confession sunk in.
“Saizo?” he said in a way that was more of a question of confirmation than anything.
“Milord…”
He supposed he couldn’t say he didn’t see this happening. Although work has constantly kept him busy and room-bound, he was not blind to the sparks that have been flying between you two lately.
He knew when Saizo started following you around. The ninja had always been a bit wary of strangers and newcomers around camp. Ryoma hadn’t been particularly worried, for he knew the ninja will learn to trust you in his own terms, as he did with all others. So he hadn’t interfered then, knowing it’ll benefit the both of you in the long run. But this…
He gently sets his brush down, trying to buy himself some time to think through the emotions that washed through him.
It only seemed like yesterday when you were brought back to Hoshido, back into their family and now you’re slipping away again, marrying into another family. It was a bittersweet feeling of not being able to know you as well as he’d like but in the end brotherly pride triumphed over all.
“I trust no one better than Saizo, he’s a wonderful man.” He said honestly, smiling. However your engagement to the ninja brought him mixed feelings of joy and worry. For Saizo’s not just any man. He’s the high-prince’s retainer. “I suppose you came to hand in your resignation?” He turned to address Saizo. It would be for the best, for Ryoma knew after this day he wouldn’t be able to send the ninja out on missions alone without thinking of you as well.
At this the ninja fell to his knees, his head bowed. “Milord, I have sworn my life and service to following and protecting you. I am not begging for release but instead your consideration and permission in allowing me to stay by your side.”
Ryoma blinked, not expecting this, then his face hardened. “I am humbled by your loyalty Saizo, however this matter does not affect just us. You of all people should know how dangerous your line of work is, have you not considered how it would affect _______ as well?”
Saizo visibly cowed at the reprimand, hands clenched tightly on his lap and it was here where you decided to intervene. “Brother, I know and have accepted long ago that Saizo’s loyalty and duties lies with serving the royal family first and foremost. The love he holds for you and I may be different but I do not think one is stronger or weaker than the other.”
“______….” Ryoma said with a pained voice.
“I understand how dangerous his line of work is, that one day I might wake to a cold bed. But we are at war brother, surrounded by death and carnage every day and despite all that I still love him, if anything, it only made me appreciate and cherish every second I have with him.” You looked down when you felt Saizo’s hand in yours and although you couldn’t see his expression you felt his love and gratitude through his grip.
Ryoma sighed heavily through his nose but could find no refute. For there’s only truth in your admission and he would not offer false lies or comfort when you both know how dire situations can get in times of war. For a moment he laments on how inadequate of a brother he is. That he can’t promise or guarantee to his own sibling that her husband won’t be sent to his death on missions, nor could he afford to pay special attention to Saizo just because he was soon to be his brother in law. That was the burden of his role as the prince next in line for the throne. He sets down his brush and stood from his seat. The prince couldn’t offer you comfort or promises but at the very least, he wanted you, his little sister, to have happiness.
“Milord, I love ______ and I am also proud to serve by your side. I am lacking in many areas but I promise to protect ________ from anything that means her harm for as long as I continue to draw breath.”
“Even if it’s me?” He asked quietly, ignoring your sharp protest as he met Saizo’s eyes evenly. “If I ever become a threat to _______ will you turn your blade on me?”
Saizo seemed taken aback from the question, his eye widening in shock. Perhaps he should feel guilty for putting his retainer in such a cruel position. It might seem like a question and test of loyalty but Ryoma had to know. He needed to know where the ninja’s priorities lay. Loyalty was a rare and desirable trait found in soldiers but it pales in comparison to the bonds of love and family. Should there be a day - the prince prayed it would never come - the ninja will be forced to choose between his duties and _______…
“Yes.” The ninja said firmly after a while and when Saizo lifted his head, Ryoma was satisfied by the resolve in his gaze. “My lord, I will cut even you.” Love over duty.
Ryoma breathed out quietly. He appraised the man he looked to as a companion and close friend and smiled. “Take care of her Saizo.”
The brightness that shone through both your eyes that moment, simultaneously warmed and broke his heart knowing the perils ahead will be hard. Ryoma could only pray that his fears will never come to fruition.
“I will protect her with my life, never let any harm come to her milord. I swear my name on it.”
Ryoma smiled, “I have no doubt you will my friend. You have my blessings.”
((OOC:: now i dare you all to read this))
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