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vhstown · 9 months

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miles g morales x you headcanons

— 42!miles x gn!reader (dating)

warnings: fluff, brief mentions of violence, angst if you squint

note: ok i know i didn't write him like a bad boy rizzful cool criminal bf but this is just my interpretation from the 1min of screentime he had 😭 i hope someone likes it? i don't really but it's ok posting anyway, kind of long a lot of ramble

wasn't edited previously but is now!

Miles has never dated anyone before, so naturally, he's never kissed anyone before. In fact, though he's reluctant, he asks his uncle for advice about you (just as a nephew in need, of course.) It's sort of hilarious to see the boy with such a cold and unbothered exterior try to flirt and make a move on you. When he asks you out, he nearly trips over himself trying to block your way, and nearly trips over himself again when you say yes. When you try to kiss, he freezes up, but eventually gets the hang of it. It's surprisingly sweet and careful; warm.

Miles is hesitant to date you — date anyone. It's a casual sort of thing at first; he doesn't want to get too attached. But what draws him to you is the fact that you can make his life feel so normal, so simple and in-the-moment. It doesn't take long for him to realise that this is what he wants.

He does everything in his power to keep his criminal identity a secret. When there's rumours going around about the Prowler, he's quick to shut down the conversation with vague, uninterested answers. He's not scared of many things, but he's scared of the only person he can really be Miles around leaving.

So, the boy tries his absolute best to be good to you. Yes, he misses dates doing God knows what, but he's quick to try and reschedule or show up to your door with gifts, food, anything he thinks might make you happy (despite your annoyance, he's really good at making it up to you.) When dates aren't working, he decides to take you on spontaneous ones, going around Brooklyn and wracking his brain for anything that might interest you or be nice enough for a date. Half of your date is usually spent walking around together, but it's more fun than you think to pass time together like that.

For the time you do manage to spend together, you notice he's very observant (he has to be to survive as the Prowler.) Miles remembers every little detail about you and what you like. Things you told him since he met you are still firm in his memory, even if it was something you said off-handedly or to somebody else. He's always surprising you with little things you mention: an accessory, dessert from the place you wanted to try ages ago, etc.

Miles is very aware of your interests and whenever he passes by related stores, he's always asking you if you want anything. You're the only person in his life other than his family; of course he's going to cherish you.

But the second thing Miles is worried about is his mom. He's very overprotective over his mom, understandably so. She's the only parent he has left and he knows she overworks herself trying to provide for them. He's always trying to help her when he can, doing chores and errands without question and per his uncle's suggestions, but if something was to happen to her, he'd blame himself for it above all. So when he introduces you to her, he's more than uncertain. It's not like you could do anything to her, but he's made it a habit to never fully trust anyone anyway.

That is, until he sees how Rio completely lights up around you. She's so thrilled that Miles has a friend (or whatever Miles told her you were.) Even though she can only talk to you for a few minutes before her shift, she automatically opens up her home to you, telling you that you can help yourself to the kitchen and come over whenever you like. She whispers a couple things in Spanish to Miles that you can't quite catch, and he doesn't care to mention.

But you can definitely guess what she keeps telling him. Whenever he brings you over, he acts aloof, almost awkward trying to follow what his mom says to make you comfortable. The house and Miles' room suddenly becomes eerily spotless whenever you're due to come over, and the cupboards are in complete order. Rio's always asking Miles where you are, and she treats you like you're her second kid. She's very aware that you might be in the future (though Miles keeps denying it.)

You catch glimpses of his uncle sometimes. He doesn't really talk to you, but the man is calm enough. Miles seems to be comfortable around him, but when he finds out, you can make out an amused glint in Aaron's eyes whenever he sees you. Miles doesn't take you to see his uncle; he'd rather you're not aware of the man's ridiculous way of teasing him.

Whenever you come over, you both make it a habit to snack, play videogames, listen to music, whatever you feel like doing. It seems like he's always trying to keep you there. Miles will never admit it, but he misses you a lot. All he really does to show that is pull you into a silent hug and kiss your cheek when he sees you again, asking in the lowest voice what you've been up to.

When you asked Miles about his interests, he tells you the ones he shares with his uncle at first — music, art, etc. But whenever you go into his room, you notice a bunch of empty shelves and hastily shut drawers. Miles never really shares his real interests with anyone (he thinks they're childish more than anything), but when you insist, he bedrudgingly takes out the figures, comics and posters, acting like he put them away ages ago and forgot about them (more 5 minutes before you came over, if it wasn't obvious from the way he was flushing.)

The two of you spend a while putting everything back. You ask him questions about it and he returns them with short answers. When you leave that day, his heart is full, and his jaw hurts from trying to hide his smile as he looks at his shelves filled with superhero figurines and comics. He won't be touching anything now that you've put them in place. He really can be himself around you, though he's still a bit reluctant.

On top of Miles' other "secret" interests, he likes drawing. He keeps a tiny sketchbook where he draws people mainly, and you catch glimpses of it sometimes when he thinks you're not looking. Half of it is ripped out (there drawings of his mom, uncle and comic book superheroes scattered around his room), but the faces that do remain are of his dad, unfinished. There's another drawing he's never finished in there too. It's been constantly erased and redrawn; it was meant to be you. Eventually, that page is ripped out too. You can't find it no matter how hard you look; it's in his jacket.

And at first, the boy was kind of awkward. He didnt want to hurt you; he knows he very well could. He usually let you initiate anything (though he's clingy as hell and was just shooting that feeling down as much as he could.)

When he does get more comfortable around you (especially after he's sure it's not just a fling), he's always kissing your cheek, forehead, your hair; his kisses are surprisingly chaste, sweet, much like your first one. He holds your hand often too, even if you're just sitting next to each other, fingers firmly locked together with the occasional squeeze to let you know he's still there.

But he's no short of a tease too. Miles always likes to say pretty things in Spanish just to get you riled up. Even if you might understand what he's saying, he says it under his breath so you can't catch it. Miles doesn't repeat himself, instead giving you that stupid cocky smirk you've grown to love (and hate.) Sometimes he lifts your chin to make his eyes meet yours, maybe to see you flustered too as he studies your face in silence, poker-faced, not responding to anything you're saying. You think he's being teasing, but he just really doesn't know what to say. You're his, and sometimes he just can't believe it.

What he really loves though is holding you close: his head over your shoulder or your head against his chest (or his against yours, with much pestering) so you can't see the way that he's smiling. As much as he wants to be the cool and distant boyfriend, he's a big softie, absolutely melting with your affection, always quick to return it with his own.

But when you're out, it's a different story. He's not only overprotective of his mom, but of you. It really shows when he walks you home. He keeps his arm firmly around your waist, giving dirty looks to anyone who goes even an inch too close to you. He whipsers "you okay?" and "c'mon" while basically directing you around.

Miles knows these streets better than anyone else, but he's not going to take you through quick back alleys. He'll take you through busy main streets, maybe stop by a bodega to pick something up for you if you're still hungry while he eyes every corner of the store, even go on the subway with you if you're feeling particularly lazy, your back to his chest with an arm around you so you don't fall. He's always muttering about being safe, and his street smarts definitely rub off on you; his advice is sound, almost too experienced for a random kid living in Brooklyn.

However, Miles won't let you find out. No matter how much he's juggling being the Prowler, his family and you, he'll make it work. He can't lose this, no way in hell. Even if he has to lie to you about his seemingly random injuries or ditched date nights, you'll never find out about that purple blur that skids past you when you're outside at odd hours. They're just rumours after all, he tells you.

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thank you for reading 😭🙏 i struggled w this one and hobie too but idk i love 42 miles he's just some guy fr .... im thinking of writing a friends to lovers fic w 42 miles but im not sure yet (im just really lazy but lmk if ur interested?) + thank you to @qiuweyballs for the inspo i hate you (endearingly)

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xhanisai · 1 month

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the stupid chat blanc au

Fu only gives out the Ladybug miraculous and chooses Marinette to become the hero of the city.

Le Papillon only akumatises one person and it's Adrien (who becomes Chat Blanc)

During the first akumatisation to not only bait Ladybug out into the open but also to show Paris how dangerous he can be, Le Papillon ordered Chat Blanc to cause some mass destruction.

It didn't work. For some reason, Le Papillon can't control Chat Blanc nor see through his eyes so all he could do was get out of hiding and find the boy.

Chat Blanc did wreak havoc. He vandalised all the Gabriel-related adverts, threw eggs at the front of his stores, chased after pigeons, inhaled twenty 16" pizzas by himself and so on.

He also got bored so he tested his powers on the Eiffel Tower by picking it up and shooting it into the sky.

It crashed into the moon. He didn't mean to do that.

Ladybug accidentally crashes into him similar to origins and that's how they meet. He calls her Maladroit and she's telling him off for destroying the moon, making him whine.

"It was an accident!!!"

"So fix it!"

"I don't know how!"

Ladybug is overwhelmed. There's news that the world is starting to flood because of the damaged moon, she has no idea how to use her powers, she wasn't so keen on being a hero and Chat Blanc is just an overall menace who is no help whatsoever.

She tried to run away and give the earrings away to Alya. However, throughout the whole time when she was at school, she noted how stressed and scared everyone was about the inevitable flood and Chat Blanc.

Marinette also noticed Chat Blanc lingering by the school, looking really lonely. It was then she realised that he looked like he was their age and he probably had no one to rely on. She wondered about the boy under the mask. Maybe...he just wanted a friend?

The city is flooded much faster than everyone anticipated and even Alya got caught up in it. Le Papillon also makes his entrance and he tries to force Chat Blanc into listening to him. Marinette notes the Akuma in visible pain from Le Papillon trying to control him so she suits up and kicks his ass.

She dispels Le Papillon's butterflies, uses Lucky charm, purifies Chat Blanc (all whilst giving him an encouraging smile to show he's safe with her), and uses her cleansing powers.

An amnesiac Adrien watches Ladybug with awe as she delivers her speech to Paris. He falls in love and when she holds his hands and tells him that she'll always try her best to protect him from le Papillon's clutches, he starts internally planning their future wedding.

"I'll try my best to be supportive if I get akumatised again. I promise! I don't want to hurt you."

"Ouais, Chaton~"

Ladybug notes that Adrien is really cute and finds his bashfulness very endearing.

Marinette didn't expect him to join their school (Gabriel was oddly compliant to finally let Adrien go to public school, looking guilty for some reason HMmMMM????).

The gum incident does happen but it's the rest of the class who are very uncomfortable with him despite his attempts to stop Chloe's pranks (who was also lowkey starting to bully him cos "ew adrichou you're a mangy cat now"). It's because he was akumatised that they were wary of him.

Only Marinette knew that he was actually not a bad person. So with Alya's encouragement, Marinette stands up for him in front of the class and reiterates that le Papillon took advantage of Adrien and turned him into a villain.

Nino is the first to step up after that and becomes Adrien's best friend.

The class decide to give him a chance too and towards the end of school, they decide they all really like Adrien. He's just a silly cat.

After school, Adrien waits for Marinette to come out of the building and gives her this heartwarming, cute thank you. He offers her his umbrella and doesn't realise he's also won over her heart. She falls for him.

After all of this, because Gabriel is a perfectionist, he only akumatises Adrien. He wants to try and be able to form the link with him. He akumatises him every time even if it's at the slightest of inconveniences. Be it that they ran out of milk in the kitchen or he accidentally bit the inside of his mouth or that he tripped over his chair, Adrien will get akumatised.

Chat Blanc has a playful relationship with Ladybug. He really likes her but at the same time, he doesn't like having to co-operate and loves being a menace.

"Here, minou, minou, minou!"

"Let me chase after those people in peace!"

"No! That's not very nice!"

"But they did it to that small kid first!"

"...Okay. But you can't just threaten to make them bald and shoot cataclysms at them!"

"BOOOOOOOOOO."

Blanc is also very flirty with Ladybug but she doesn't take him seriously because he ends up growing a liking to her civilian persona too and is just as flirty (Ladybug refuses to acknowledge she's low-key jealous of her own self and Tikki is tired of this shit).

He's more aware of his feelings as Adrien, madly in love with Ladybug and desperate to be closer with Marinette because she's so cool, right??!?

He can remember some things that happened when he was akumatised after he gets purified and often gets embarrassed. He gets all flustered and apologises to Ladybug but she always laughs it off and pats his head and calls him cute nicknames.

Sometimes she stutters like Marinette and Adrien finds it so both endearing and worrying. Hopefully, he doesn't intimidate them both.

He's close friends with Nino, Alya and Marinette. Often they're there every time he gets akumatised. As Chat Blanc, he never tries to pull pranks on them or do mean things. He's extra protective of them.

Alya finds it really funny and interesting how chummy Chat Blanc can get with Marinette and Ladybug.

As Chat Blanc, he has all his memories of being Adrien but his intrusive actions and thoughts are much stronger. (Like a goofy, terrible villain Chat Noir.)

The more Ladybug gets to know him, the more she realises how hard Adrien's life actually is and the things he's been through. So she tries her best to be a very good friend and look after him.

Le Papillon finally manages to create a link between him and Chat Blanc, however it turns out that all along the Akuma has been erasing the link with his infinite destruction.

"Finally! I can reach you, Chat Blanc-"

"Sup, old man."

"Now, you will listen to me and retrieve Ladybug's earrings-"

"Byeeeeeee~"

"NO WAIT PLEASE-"

Le Papillon tries to entice Blanc with offers and promises but it never works. The only time he got close was when he offered him all the fatty tuna he could ever dream of...

Le Papillon realises that using Chat Blanc wouldn't work. But he didn't want to akumatise anyone else because Chat Blanc was just the perfect Akuma and AAAAAAA. So, Mayura steps in.

The first Sentimonstre causes serious harm and almost takes Ladybug out of commission. So Chat Blanc stepped in to save her and he wasn't very happy >:D

And that's it for now~

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug and chat noir #stupid chat blanc au #my aus #ladrien #ladyblanc #mariblanc #adrinette #i need to write this fic soon AAAAAAAAAAA

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milksuu · 1 month

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Do you have any random dad!phel headcanons you'd like to share about how he deals with twins? Because I'm still obsessed 🥲

hc: dad!phel and his twin boy parenting from mom!reader

tw: mention of death, angst, minor injuries

notes: rcv'd multiple req. for this one, so here you all go! between dad!phel and yandere!phel...I can't pick one atm. im obsessed with both. still working on some dad!phel comic pages. stay tuned for those. <3

dad!phel made a special request to be a stay-at-home father for the first few years to raise the twins. just until they were of elementary school age. working from home was a huge help, and none of the his band mates minded. and of course, neither did manager auntie alune. considering she wanted what was best for her brother and nephews.

dad!phel made sure to keep them on a consistent schedule as infants, doing everything from feedings to cuddle times. it took him multiple failed attempts to get them in sync, especially when they shared a crib. if one woke up, then sure enough to other did. wailing and crying. double the sleepless nights for him. he made the healthy-dad choice of switching from heart attack inducing energy drinks to zen-out green tea. but even that was becoming an addiction. at some point he did buy a seperate crib for each. and baby monitors helped help him anticipate when one was stirring, so he could intercept one before the cries woke the other.

dad!phel encouraged the twins individuality whenever he could. naturally, they gravitated to each other whatever the situation was. it was no different between him and alune. except he felt he relied too heavily on his sister most of the time, which made social life difficult for him to navigate through without her. to make sure this wouldn't happen to either of them, he never bought matching sets for clothing or toys. allowing them to decide how they preferred to express themselves. of course, he would never turn down a matching gift set from his band mates or alune. usually he saved those pairs for when they were being watched over by the gifting recipient. it saved him from a awkward situation, made the other person happy, and the twins apathetic. a small win.

dad!phel also encouraged them having different sets of skills and hobbies, to even friend groups. again, not easy when they constantly wanted to hold each others hands for dear life, especially in new situations. it wasn't unusual for one to cry when the other was taken to another activity in their primary school years. it always weighed heavily when the instructors mentioned these outbursts between them. thinking perhaps he wasn't being a good or fair father to them. it took many pep talks from alune and the school counselor that this was normal, and he was doing his best as a single father.

dad!phel was never the best at making lunches...or breakfast, or dinner, or anything culinary related. Everything was either undercooked, overcooked, over salted, or just not the right combination of ingredients. it was one of his sore spots as a stay-at-home dad. the twins stopped complaining when he all but lost it when trying to make a ham sandwich without too much mustard. the twins quickly learned to just say 'thanks dad this is great', feed it to the neighborhood stray or flowers growing outside, and sneak into the fridge later. but they always appreciated when their dad writes words of affirmation on their school lunches, like 'keep on shining my awesome stars', and 'love you to the moon and back'.

dad!phel makes sure the twins keep up with their sign language retention and development, making it a rule for them to always use it at home. believing it will help them bolster their prospects in the future. when they're being rather defiant teenagers, he will only respond to them if they sign to him while speaking. otherwise, he pretends he's deaf rather than mute , and just continues on with whatever he's doing. it doesn't take them long to change their tune, especially if their asking for the latest video game about to release.

dad!phel was and still is the master of all pranks. everyday is a potential battle field of trick mines and purposefully placed banana peels. he has house cameras installed for a reason. watching anytime the twins are hiding to blast him with a double-trouble water gun. little do they know, he has a water balloon launcher at the ready. the twins smarten up real quick, find the hidden cameras, then hack into the security system. uploading and rendering a static image of a 'peaceful' household. then it was dad!phel who had to smarten up real quick. especially when their prank on him almost blew up the neighborhood powerline generator. (he rather not go into details)

dad!phel doesn't have any pictures of mom!reader around the house. ever since her passing, it's been too difficult to have any kind of reminder. a pain that he can't seem to get over, no matter how many support group session he takes himself to along with the twins. but he is trying, for the day he can unbury a single photo he has of mom!reader from the depths of his closet. and buried deep in the recesses of his heart.

"Dad. It's not fair. It's like you just keep her all to yourself," one of the twins stated.

"Sure, you've told us about her, but you've never showed even one picture. So, why's that? Why won't you show her to us?" the other cut in, biting on his words. "Did you even love her?"

Dinner conversation fell to a static silence. It shocked him to his core. He had heard these words before. These whispers. At the funeral. Relatives. Family members. Friends. Conversing in front of him. Behind him. All around him.

[Look at him. He's not even crying.]

[Does he even feel anything? She died giving birth to his children for God's sake.]

[I feel bad for them. Even if they weren't planned. Imagine having to be raised by a father so emotionless as him. Does he even have a heart?]

[Did he even love her?]

His eyes were wide, staring at nothing but a distant memory. Lost to everything. His hands trembled. Reigning them to steady, he placed them on his barely emptied plate. Without a word, he lifted himself along with his plate, sauntering heavily to the sink. Washing, picking, scrubbing. Every spot. Every lie—they were all wrong. He felt everything. So vividly. So painfully. If he surrendered to even a fraction of it, the whole world would break into unmendable pieces. So he couldn't cry. Couldn't feel anything. He had to be strong for her. He had to be strong for them.

"Dad. Stop. You're going to—!" One of the twins rose in their seat, but it was too late. The plate shattered from the destructive pressure, slicing bits and pieces of his hands. He didn't feel a thing. Maybe they were right after all.

The twins rushed to their father's side. One worked on removing the splinters of ceramic digging into his palms, the other pressing wads of paper towels to his gashes and cuts. When the moment settled, the twins sniffed on their tears, hugging him at each side.

"We're sorry dad. Really sorry," one choked, burying their nose into his sleeve.

"We...We didn't mean..." the other hiccuped, dampening his other sleeve. "We just wish we met her. That's all."

In the vacant stare of his eyes, a wetness blurred his vision. For the first time. Since he gathered the two bassinets from the NICU staff. To the moment he stepped into a cold empty home with them. Afraid to even touch them, till they reached out and took hold of his fingers. The tears came pouring, and he felt they would never end. Drowning and suffocating him in such bitter sweet memories.

He gathered his sons in his arm, condensing himself in the comfort of their soft beds of hair. Allowing the tears to stain his face and drip in dollops from his quivering chin.

They had to know. They needed to know. They deserved to know. That he loved their mother more than anything in this world.

And with them, he felt her love every single day.

#league of legends #heartsteel #aphelios #aphelios x reader #dad!phel #mom!reader #league fanfic #reader insert #next gen oc #league oc #reqs open #yo not me crying rn #yall did this to me istg

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azamitetsuya · 2 months

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Hey all! So here's a small introduction before I get into the post. My name is Azami Tetsuya! I'm a author on Wattpad and this is my first official chapter posted on here. So now for the warnings.

~WARNING~

SMUT, STALKING, YANDERE BEHAVIOR, GASLIGHTING, DRINKING, SMOKING, R@PE/MENTIONS OF R@PE, Manipulation, FORCED RELATIONSHIP, BLACK MAIL, TOXIC MASCULINITY, TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS, DRUGS/DRUGGING, NONCON/DUBCON, CURSING (It's Tokyo Revengers 💁), CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP!!!, Cannibalism (Yes the real deal and....... That *shivers*), GORE, MURDER, VARIOUS KINKS/FETISHES (I'm kinky and so are they 😉), OOC BEHAVIOR CAUSE WHY TF NOT?, POSSIBLE KNOWLEDGE OF BEING AN ANIME ALREADY (Don't come for me I forgot the term and can't look it up cause Google is stupid), KISAKI TITTY ❤️, READER IS A DENSE SIMP!!!, FINNA BE CRINGY CAUSE I AM IN FACT CRINGE!!

So without further ado~ I present! The first chapter of Stay! Y! Tokyo Revengers various x fem short reader!!

(This banner is by the lovely cafekitsune so please check them out thank you~ ❤️)

CHAPTER 1-

Y/N L/N was a normal girl, living a normal life. She had a job, friends and plenty of responsibilities like any other person. She was currently sitting in front of her computer with a black butler throw blanket on her shoulders, naruto themed booty shorts and a fairytale sports bra that didn't cover as much as needed. She was watching her new favorite anime, Tokyo Revengers!

"Gah!! How can Mikey go from cute to smexy in the blink of an eye?!" She said when said male's face came on her screen. He was one of her favorite and most relatable characters. As the episode ended, Y/N looked at the time on her laptop, only to see it was nearly 4 in the morning and she had work later on.

"Crap...... Well there goes my health...." She mumbled as she closed her laptop. She made her way to the mini fridge in her room and took a monster from it. She turned while opening the can only to find her laptop open. "What the-" A sudden blinding light came from the device, interrupting her sentence. "GAH!! MY EYES!" She yelled dropping the monster on the ground. The light grew brighter and brighter until...... It just stopped.

Once it was completely gone, Y/N opened her eyes, only to see she wasn't in her room but in a parking lot. 'When the hell did I get here?' She thought, surveying her surroundings. She looked down to the ground and saw her monster spilled. “AYO MY MONSTER!!!!” She screamed, not noticing the blonde male looking at her confused.

"Um..... Miss?" A familiar voice said out of nowhere. Y/N flinched as her eyes widened hearing the voice.

'That voice........ It couldn't be...... could it?' Y/N thought as she slowly turned around, coming face to face with the protagonist of her all time favorite anime...... Takemichi Hanagaki. Y/N was at a loss for words, while Takemichi was a blushing idiot. The piss blonde male took in Y/N's appearance.

(H/L) (H/C) hair that was (Hair style for relaxing). Her eyes were a beautiful shade of (E/C), almost looking like the night sky with how her eyes shine. He lowered his gaze and found she wasn't wearing much. The shorts she was wearing looked more like underwear and the bra left little to the imagination. The poor boy blushed profusely and looked away as his blush reached all the way to his ears.

'Woah! What the hell?! Why do I feel my pants getting tighter?! I don't even know this girl's name! Plus I've seen Hina in her underwear and was able to control myself!' Takemichi thought as he stood there awkwardly. He glanced at the beautiful girl and saw she was still staring at him. 'Shit! She's still looking at me! What do I do?! What do I do?!' Takemichi thought, panicking. He couldn't understand why he was acting like this.

The way she looked at him made him feel something....... like he wanted her all to himself. As for Y/N, she stood in front of the man in awe. 'Holy fuckin shit! TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI?!?!?! I can't believe this! He looks animated too, which means he's not 3D! WHICH MEANS I'M REALLY IN TOKYO REVENGERS!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!!' Y/N thought while internally freaking out. 'Wait....... I wonder when in the anime I am........'

"U-Um...... Miss? You do realize what you're wearing right?" Takemichi said, causing Y/N to snap out of her trance-like state. She looked down, only to see she was still in her skimpy PJ's. Y/N's eyes widened and tried to cover up when she felt something wrap around her smaller figure. She looked up and saw that Takemichi put his uniform jacket over her shoulders.

'She's so small and cute........ I have to help her.' Takemichi thought as a small amount of blush crept on his face. He loved how she looked in his cloths. Like she was made to wear his stuff.

"U-Um.... Can you tell me where I am... Um?" 'I have to Play dumb for right now until I figure out if this is him from the future.' She thought, nervously. Takemichi was all too excited to give her his name.

"T-Takemichi. Hanagaki Takemichi. And your in Shibuya Japan. What about your name?" He asked, scratching the side of his cheek. 'This feels weird. I'm already going crazy over some girl while I have a pretty girlfriend....'

"Y/N. L/N Y/N. N/N is just fine though." She said as a soft smile spread on her lips. Hina was really lucky in her eyes, having a guy like Takemichi.

'Woah~ Nicknames with a hot chick? Awesome!' Takemichi thought as a small blush spread on his cheeks. Though he was confused as to why no memory of meeting this girl came to mind, Takemichi had an overwhelming need to protect her.

"It's nice to meet you Hanagaki-"

"Takemichi....... Please." He said cutting off her greeting. Y/N nodded with a smile that made Takemichi's heart skip a beat. "S-So um do you live around here?" He asked, awkwardly trying not to look at her out of fear he'll stutter more. Y/N hesitated trying to come up with a plan.

"U-Um....... I-I um...." She stuttered, making the blond in front of her blink in confusion. Finally thinking of something, she thought to kill two birds with one stone. "Hm! I live near Hanma-kun's house. Do....... you know him?" 'If he doesn't then it's before the fight on August third so I'll at least have a time frame to work with.' She watched as the taller male racked his brain.

"No...... I-Is he a...... friend?" He asked, worried he'll lose her already. 'What am I thinking? Why am I getting protective of her already?'

"No. I've seen him here and there. Haven't talked to him much." She lied. Takemichi nodded, hiding his relieved face and sigh he let out. "Well....... I have to go now....." Y/N said and tried to leave but a strong grip wrapped around her wrist.

"Wait!!........" Takemichi yelled, which made the (H/C)ette's eyes widen. "I-I mean um..... How about I walk you home?" He asked, trying to save their conversation. He wanted to know where she lived, but he also didn't want her to leave. ‘Her hand is so soft~’ He cooed in his head. Y/N let out a sigh and looked down in slight disappointment.

"I don't live here....... I'm not exactly..... from here...." She said, making the blue eyed male confused. "Sorry.... But I have to confirm one more thing before I can tell you." Takemichi was needless to say nervous about what she was about to say. Shuffling in his stance the poor man stood awkwardly, waiting for the young beauty to finish her statement. "Do you..... know about time travel?"

Takemichi went stiff. How did she know about that? Was she a time traveler too? Questions rang through Takemichi's head as he tried coming up with a suitable answer.

"I know everything..." She said, making the blond male flinch. Y/N looked in his eyes with soft sincere (E/C) ones as if knowing the pain he's been through, which in a way she had. "I know about Mikey. I know about Naoto, Hina...... I even know about Kisaki and your special ability." She continued while walking up to him. Takemichi stood there shocked and dumbfounded, his thoughts running wild with questions.

"You see," She continued, stopping right in front of him. "I'm..... not from here. I'm from a world where your life is a manga and anime series....." Y/N finished explaining everything as the poor man stood there quietly, trying to process everything he's been told. There was no reason not to believe her. She knew everything….. From his power to the way he “died” in the future. This was all insane to him. Letting out a sigh she finally finished her explanation. "So yeah....... But hey! You saved your girl..... and got ptsd...." She muttered the last part while grinning nervously.

Takemichi was in pure and utter shock. He knew there was something up with her but he wasn't expecting this..... "So..... You don't live next to that Hanma guy?" He asked, making the young girl shake her head. He nodded slowly as a response, still trying to process everything.

"Takemichi...." Y/N spoke up again. Takemichi looked up and saw she was even closer, a determined grin plastered across her face. "If you let me stay with you, I'll help save Hina." Takemichi blushed slightly as he thought for a minute.

'S-She wants to stay with me?......AWE HELL YEAH!!!' He thought before nodding with a determined look. "Alright. It's a deal then." Takemichi took her by the hand and started walking to his apartment. Tho she was a bit scared to see his apartment, Y/N needed a place to stay. It wasn't an option, unless she wanted to live under a bridge like the gremlin she is.

“S-So…..” Takemichi started, “I…. Saved Hina?” He asked. If he was being honest with himself…… he didn't really care anymore… Can't exactly say that out loud but…. ‘Wait…. What if Hina tries to take her away from me? No… no that won't happen…. Right?’ He thought but snapped out of it when a sudden loud clap rang through his ears.

“Are you even listening to me Michi?” Y/N said with a worried look. Takemichi flinched but nodded, not really listening. Y/N deadpanned. ‘He wasn't listening at all…..’ With a sigh, she decided to start over. “Yeah. You saved Hina…… you actually saved her twice….. Technically three times but…. She wasn't the only one that needed to be saved.” She confessed to him, making him look at her.

“Huh? What do you mean?” He asked, concerned and confused. Y/N just shook her head, letting him know she'll tell him later and he nodded.

Takemichi closed the door to his apartment and took his shoes off following the (H/C)ette to the living room. “Wow Michi. I'm surprised it's so clean.” She said, bluntly. Takemichi sweatdropped.

“Was it not in the anime?” Y/N shook her head at his question. This made Takemichi cringe slightly. The thought of having a dirty apartment made his skin crawl. “A-Anyway… this is a one bedroom apartment so…. I can take the couch if ya want-”

“No way! This is your home! I'm the freeloader staying here. I'll take the couch.�� She said as she continued to snoop. Takemichi sighed but smiled.

“We can always….. share?” He said, leaning against the wall next to her. Y/N side-eyed the blonde next to her.

“Right…… and what would Hinata think?” She said making Takemichi flinch slightly.

“R-Right….” He said with a sweatdrop. “Still. I wouldn't feel right leaving you on the couch or the floor. That's not my style.” Y/N smiled at this and nodded.

“Hai. We can share then.” She said causing the blonde to perk up. A grin spread across his face as his eyes shined.

“I promise I won't be weird! You won't regret it!” He said, knowing full well it was a lie. Something about this girl in his kitchen, that just dropped in his life out of nowhere, it made him feel things. Way different from how he felt about Hinata Tachibana. Maybe it was the fact they shared a similar ability. Or he could finally talk to someone about his but whatever it was, this girl had him wrapped around her pretty little finger. He watched Y/N move gracefully through the kitchen as if she was made for his home and his home alone.

‘Shes so pretty in the kitchen. I wonder…..’ A sudden image of Y/N pregnant made it's way to his mind. He shook his head, getting rid of the nasty thoughts he was having. ‘What the hell is wrong with me?! I just met her!’

“Ne ne. Can you pass me the Milk?” Y/N said getting his attention. Takemichi nodded and grabbed the milk from the fridge.

“W-What are you making?” He asked peering over her shoulder.

“Alfredo pasta with homemade sauce. I'm sure your used to more Japanese cuisine so I thought to give you something else.” She said shocking the blue eyed male.

“Sugoi. You know how to cook that?” Y/N nodded while she stirred.

“I know how to cook all kinds of stuff. I had a restaurant/bakery back in my world so……” She trailed off while puckering her lips.

After dinner, Y/N got changed in one of Takemichi’s shirts and a pair of his boxers for underwear. It was comforting knowing (thinking) he won't do anything. She and Takemichi laid in bed and just stared at the ceiling.

“So….. I save everyone…..” Takemichi said still trying to process everything. Y/N hummed in confirmation. “And….. who's everyone?” This made the girl sit up in shock.

“E-Eh?! What do you mean?! Have you not met Mikey and Draken yet!?”

“Mikey and who? It's Mikey and Tetta Kisaki I need to meet…” This changed everything for Y/N. She was starting off in the second episode. She sighed and laid back down, a headache forming in her temple.

“Ugh…. Nevermind. I'll tell you in the morning….” She said and with that, the two went to bed. Takemichi holding her tight in his arms and snuggling into her neck.

Hey!! Hope you liked this first chapter! This is your lovely author Azami Tetsuya signing off!! *Bows* Bai Bai!!!~

#tokyo revengers #hanagaki takemichi #x reader #tokyo revengers yandere #yandere #tokyo revengers takemichi #mikey sano #draken #tokyo revengers hanma #tokyo revengers mikey #yandere tokyo revengers

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dragonshoardofworks · 3 months

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DP x DCMK (x DC)

Where Danny and Shinichi meet at the Hawaii where's a Ghost Convention (pre-portal and Conan, when they're both around 11–12 years old) since both sets of parents are invested in the topic. (The Fentons because they're the Fentons and Yusaku because he's researching for one of his books).

They become friends and keep contacts through messages, sharing school shenanigans, crushes, cases and family mishaps.

The One Thing that Danny doesn't share, though, is his halfa status.

First, because Shinichi doesn't believe in the supernatural (according to him, magic is just unexplained science) and second, because his change is far from any kind of "normalcy" and Shinichi had categorically stated that he doesn't want anything to do with superheroes, he's just a "normal" detective and they (the Justice League) save the world.

Though, it's not unusual that, if something weird happens in a case, Shinichi asks Danny's opinion and intel since the Fenton's library has "weird"/obscure material. (If the answer gets him too close to superhero-stuff, Shinichi passes the ball to the JL, more specifically to Red Robin, but that's something for a following reblog of this thread.)

So when Shinichi becomes Conan and settles in Ran's home, he contacts our favorite boi.

(A bit late to the @crossoverdanuary party... (^～^;)ゞ Anyway, long post in chat-style, plus an extra, so I decided to use the read more function because it was getting out of hand... (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) )

Shinichi: Hey Danny, do you know anything that should be killing you, but instead it shrinks you? Danny: Shrink as in size or age? S: Age D: Hold on, gotta check some books to be sure, but usually anything age-related is dark shit. What's for? Fun or case? S: ...It's for a case D: Well, that didn't sound ominous at all, then gotta go *faster* *few minutes later* D: Okay, the closest thing (still in the Mortal Realm) to what you asked is this jewel most commonly known as "Pandora" (if she knew, she would definitely lose her shit) D: it's a gem hidden inside another gem that glows red under the moonlight D: "if bathed in the light of the Volley Comet, it would shed tears capable of granting eternal life" S: This doesn't sound anything like what I asked you (⁠눈⁠‸⁠눈⁠) D: Cut the sass beanpole and let me continue D: since the legend exist and it's documented, it should be reasonable to presume that someone managed to attain it, right? S: ...right *squinty eyes* D: So if some scientist tried to reproduce the same results in the *scientific way* instead of the magical one, they could have either the original "Tears" or the one who consumed them and run test and experiment on them D: whatever the case, there would be either some inferior or failed products that instead of making you immortal, *de-ages* you, which is the next best thing (i.e. you would live longer) D: but since they were "failures" compared to the immortality elixir, they could definitely become poisons. D: So! Since you were so ominous, was it really for a case or did our dear Professor Agasa dabble in alchemy? 👀 (read) D: Beanpole, I know you read my explanation and since this is really dark shit you *have* to at least give me context D: because among the warnings that the grimoire gave me, there's the thing that you become somewhat cursed S: ...Or you're cursed or you're not, there's no "somewhat" D: He speaks! 🙌 D: Give me *the deets* *long pause* D: *Shinichi Kudo* ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ S: Okay, fine! I can feel your disappointed stare all the way to Japan, stop! >Д< D: Then explain S: Okay S: so you know how I can't leave things alone when they have suspicious all printed on them? D: Your worst defect, yes, but continue D: ...wait D: Shinichi no D: HOW OLD ARE YOU NOW?? S: Still 17, thank you very much D: I mean physically, you little shit, don't dodge the question! S: ... S: ...we think 7 D: What in the Infinite Realms everloving fuck, Shinichi D: Okay, you know what? D: I'm coming to Japan and you can't stop me, you *midget*, I know what you're already going to say D: it's dangerous, yada yada D: nothing I've already seen and fought S: What do you mean?! D: Since you're *such a good detective*, deduce it yourself D: give me your coordinates in the meantime and don't you dare move from that spot S: If you send me Superman or anyone of his creek, I swear to Kami, Danny D: Please, Superman could only desire to be anything like me, now *coordinates* ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ *coordinates sent* D: good boy D: now get ready in 3 S: 3 what? D: 2 D: 1

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A full body shiver run over Shinichi as soon as the "1" appeared on the screen, so he looked up from his phone, searching for where the cold draft could have come from. However, the agency toilet window was closed and the closed door had a good insulation, last time he had checked.

So what...!

"Boo."

Shinichi shrieked with all the high pitch of an elementary schooler, as he whirled around to look at what, or better, who had whispered by his ear.

A white-haired green-eyed floating teenager with a black hazmat suit with white accents grinned almost maniacally at him, showing their fangs predatorily.

Anatomically they looked male and despite the unhinged expression, the body language didn't project "danger". If anything, it was loose and casual as if he (until otherwise stated) belonged here.

The unearthly glow suggested either some substance coating him that gave him that illusion, or there was magic afoot.

Irritation surged inside Shinichi: Danny knew his rules! No direct superhero meeting, only exchange of intel!

"Who are you and why did Fenton send you?" Shinichi gritted, crossing his arms to appear less like a 7 years old.

"You disappoint me, little detective, I thought you would have figured it out at first glance!" The supposed hero pouted, crossing legs and arms midair and staring back at Shinichi. "I guess that your fame had been an exaggeration, after all. Some East Highschool Detective you are!"

The teasing little smirk incensed Shinichi more than alarming him (the other knew his secret!), but the last thought made him pause.

Danny wouldn't betray him like this by informing whatever "superhero" of this situation just to help him without his consent. Their boundaries had been awesome like that and had been respected so far, despite the many trials both had faced.

So who was this person really?

Shinichi's mind focused back into deducing the teen before him, and the more looked, the more disbelief made way in his heart. (...He had said he would be coming to Japan, but not in that instant!)

"No way, Danny?"

"Fucking finally, midget! What took you so long?" Danny huffed, untangling then touching down on his feet and looking him over. "It even gave me time to take a look at your situation!"

"Hey! Your voice is different, so I could deduce it only because "if you exclude the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the Truth"! Since you would never spill my secrets to anyone, this must have been you!" Shinichi gestured to his friend, who flushed green when he registered the meaning of the words.

"Wow," he breathed, sounding pleased, as he scratched his nape, "you would believe that a ghost of me is still me instead of me betraying you, wow!"

"Wait, ghost? I thought you just become a superhero, not that you died!" Despite his insistence on not believing the supernatural, Shinichi had read the Fentons' papers on ghosts (the most recent ones, AKA the "no more biased version" as Danny had called them). And, while he hadn't told his friend this, the scientific breakdown of what makes a ghost what they are, had made Shinichi believe in the existence of ectoplasmic beings.

But to discover that one of his best friends had died, he hadn't known or could have done anything, plus Danny hadn't felt safe enough to tell him until it had become unavoidable, made Shinichi clutch his heart in agony and despair.

Probably sensing the shift and interpreting the action for what that was, Danny's face shifted into regret, as he knelt down before the shrunk detective and a ring of light lit up at his waist, washing over him and leaving a hoodie-and-jeans-clad raven-haired and blue-eyed teenager.

Slowly, as if not to spook a frozen Shinichi, Danny laid a hand on his shoulder, while the other took the free little hand to his NASA hoodies chest and splayed it there, allowing him to feel his heartbeat. As if he had known that only words wouldn't have been enough to convince the detective.

Slowly but surely, feeling Danny's sluggish but steady heartbeat, made Shinichi unclench, then lean against his friend's chest, head tucked under his chin.

Carefully, Danny wrapped his friend in a hug, knowing well that, while physical affection was welcome from him, Japanese social conventions and the Kudo's upbringing had left Shinichi a little adverse to prolonged contact.

As the apparent 7-years-old melted into the embrace and clutched Danny as well, followed by a suspicious wet sensation on his chest, the halfa realized that this was bad.

Shinichi had never sought comfort like that, according to professor Agasa (who Danny did keep in contact with, since he was more a parent than the Kudos), so to do this now...

"It's okay, Shinichi, I'll explain better what happened to me, but it's not your fault." Shinichi shuddered at these words and buried deeper in the embrace, making guilt shoot through Danny. He had caused this breakdown. The least he could do was to help him through it and some.

"And we're gonna find a way to solve what happened to you, I promise."

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stick-ball · 5 months

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pspspspsp Kevin's trauma and his choice to stay with Thea, why her why not someone else? How does it work considering his characters as whole books/ec , does it make sense or just feel "random"

This responce has been sped up by the people who asked Nora on twitter to break Kevin and Thea up, making me see red KillBill style, so:

For me, Kevin's and Thea's relationship makes perfect sense. Maybe it's the realist in me, maybe its the idealist in me, I don't care. When it comes to Kevin's traumas, I think that since most people can't really relate to a majority of them, they get all hung up on the one they most definately can, as in, his mommy issues. When we relate to something, it becomes a really big deal. And here we go! Thea/Kevin suddenly is feared to be toxic instead of being seen for what I think it is: finding love in a hopeless place.

The main issue i see discussed is the disproportion of power at the beginning of the relationship. The main concern is the age difference. I personally don't really get the hate about the age gap between them, because if you read the extra content you will know that while they met when Kevin was 14 and Thea 18, it's not like anything happened between them at that age? First, Kevin saw her as an impressive player, when he did actually see her. That wasn't all that often bcs from what I understand from the EC, Kevin and Riko trained with the Ravens sometimes before they joined the team but a big part of their training happened without them, as well as their life growing up was more detached from the Uni students than people seem to think. And honestly, do you think Tetsuji would just let all the freshmen know they signed into the Yakuza sportsTM? Methinks not, but be delulu if you want I guess. 💋

So anyway, from the EC, it seems like Kevin had a crush slowly build up for Thea over the years, growing from his appreciation of her skill and athletism. Considering how cold that guy is, it probably took him some time to realise, after his irritation at her romances (yeah hello she was dating people her age when Kevin was mooning for here as a pathetic teenage boy, bye bye Thea haters) with other teammates started having nothing to do with the fact it could result in the teams distraction during the game, bcs of their hormones and feelings, and turned to conscious jelousy. And here I have to applaud young Kevin because he did not even realise he was distracted from the game by being jealous. Knowing how oblivious Kevin can be about non exy issues, it likely took quite a while.

So what's next? The "getting together"? Kevin and Thea only started having a sort of physical relationship when Kevin and Riko were already freshmen for Edgar Allan, at 18/19.

Whoever wants to fight me on this being a toxic age gap, what exactly is your angle?

Anyway, Kevin was the one to initiate their relationship, after Riko was done with his distraction from the game and his focus on picking fights with Thea, and told him to sleep with her and get it out of his system. (And that's how i met your mother.) It wasn't much more than that for a long time, because having a relationship on a 12 hrs day/night full of training and uni and juggling two other teams on top of that as well as celebrity status literally sounds like the most insane schedule ever, so it's insane they even managed to talk privately at all.

Now, we circle back to the question, why Thea? Why not someone else? Well, first and fucking foremost, because Nora Sakavic said so. Second of all, because Jung and Freud weren't as stupid as imternet memes would have you believe. (Read their books, read all the books please, i can rec you like a 100 psychology texts, dont be shy)

To keep it short, we do base our attraction on the role models we have, one way or another. I saw enough of my friends pick partners that have the exact character quirks that make them just slightly like an after image of their guardians. Kevin doesn't really have a father model, but his mother? She's always going to be a huge part of his life, is it really so weird and dangerous, that he got infautated with a strong, driven, 4 years older woman, who's incredibly talented and just as determined as him? I don't think so. Is it unhealthy? Is it unsafe? As much as life is, I guess, no one is perfect, but I think he could've done much much worse for himself.

Why did Kevin decide to stay with Thea? I would find it pretty obvious, because she doesn't actually need him. She built herself, but she wants him. Even if she will never have the same fame and recognition in her career that he does. Being wanted this way must be really new for Kevin, who was always a trophy to show off because of his legacy, always a property. But Thea is not competing with him, she doesnt want to own him either. I believe his mother is as much of a role model to her, as to him. So, they have sex, when they want to, they talk - when they feel like it. They don't, well fucking fine, so they don't, they fall in love anyway. It's okay if exy comes first in the beginning, considering both spent a lot of time in cult mentality, I think neither is all that bothered as long as its not obsessive (we could discuss how reasonable it was of Kevin to ghost her for over a year and not tell her about how he broke his hand but thats a whole other essay).

What's really wild to me, is that I think the power imbalance in this relationship is the opposite of what many may think.

Kevin holds all the cards. Thea joined the Ravens as a 18 years old talented athlete, she was one of the only girls on the team, and the Nest was not a place to make friends, on top of that it was a mafia cult. She had everything to prove there, and no way of being prepared for all the grooming. On top of that, she knew nothing of the Moriyamas or even of what actually went down with the whole Perfect Court thing. Kevin knew everything, on top of that, up until he left, he had nothing to prove. He ghosted her, is it so hard to believe she accepted his cold shoulder in this dynamic, in which she obviously is not at the top of the foodchain? He kept secrets from her, is it really so hard to believe she was angry? I think neither of them was ready for neither what life at the nest was like, or for a relationship when it happened, but I also think they are incredibly lucky that they have eachother, their shared passion for exy, their daughter, their dog and friends from the dog park who can't talk about exy to save their lives.

I think Kevin was incredibly lucky for finding Thea, because maybe she did not know everything, maybe it wasn't easy for them, but they understood that Rikos death wasn't a one dimensional victory, that it was just as much of a tragedy for them, for Kevin. I'm happy with the canon and I wish more people appreciated this ship, as its very soothing.

As an ending fun fact, did you know I am the only person to make a playlist for Thea Muldani in all of spotify? Pretty insane if you ask me.

#i hope this is okay #i dont have the brainpower for big words left #but this essay is like a thrid of what i have to say about them xd #i refrained from adding citations to ec bcs this is just a fandom thesis #phenomental #aftg #all for the game #tfc #the foxhole court #kevin day #thea muldani #kevin and thea meta #thea muldani meta #kevin day meta #nora sakavic #best ask ever

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whatsa-bi-as · 5 months

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people watching

stranger!Minho x stranger!reader

plot; while you feel cursed in love the pretty boy at the Christmas market can't stop looking at you

genre; mainly fluff with a bit of angst (reader feels lonely), meet cute situation

warnings; slight self deprecating language from the readers perspective (let me know if I missed any)

word count; 0.6k

proof read; this one has been checked over by the wonderful @kyrjnie so check her out <3

networks; @kflixnet and @k-labels

masterlist is here

You were feeling pretty unlucky in love. Talking stages never got anywhere, all your friends were in relationships, and now as it was getting closer to Christmas it seemed that everyone had someone to spend the holidays with. The feeling of loneliness circulated an uncomfortable heat throughout your chest; a feeling you couldn’t seem to shake no matter how bitter the wind was outside.

Your friends had dragged you to the local Christmas market and while they all had someone to warm their hands, all you had was your cup of hot chocolate. The drink was far too sweet and gave you the same sickly feeling that you got when watching all the happy couples pass..

People watching used to be your favourite way to spend time; making up stories about those walking past, people you will more than likely never see again, feeling like you understood them even if it was just for a brief moment.

It was when you were sitting on that bench that you first saw him. He was surrounded by people, throwing his head back as he laughed, a halo of light surrounding him from the fairy lights circling the stalls. He was gorgeous. The kind of person that you would write poetry about even if you knew that nothing would do their beauty justice.

You had no clue who he was. No idea of a name, of an age, of his interests, his likes, or dislikes, yet you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He was the closest thing to comfort in a human. He looked like the type of person that you had been wishing for.

You decided that this night was a waste. You had lost your friends and at this point you were just letting the empty feeling win. Getting your bag from your side, a figure appeared in front of you. It was the boy with a halo in his hair. If he looked gorgeous before then he was something heavenly up close. Eyes full of stars, a smile as sweet as sugar, he looked like an oil painting come to life.

Then he began to talk, and his voice simply filled you with a sense of calm, a sense of belonging and understanding.

“Hi, are you with anyone tonight?”

It took you a second to answer, not fully believing that someone like him would want to talk to you.

“I mean I was, but I think they’ve just gone to do their own thing.”

The look he gave you was one full of sympathy, not pity like you expected.

“Well, that’s not fair. This is the place to be with people, not on your own.”

“I guess so,” you said through a genuine smile “but I’d rather be on my own than being the third wheel for three couples at once.”

He smiled back and seeing that sight up close it was something you wanted to burn into your eyelids.

“I can relate to that. Luckily, my group has no couples if you want to come hang out. And if you don’t then maybe we could go do something? Just us?”

The feeling that those words created is something you could never describe. It was like the broken parts of you were being pulled together, not fully whole but one step closer to being complete. The darkness began to crack as the twinkling lights surrounding you were illuminating your heart. One day he would know that this was the moment where you felt like you finally had a chance at moving forward; that this was the moment where those thoughts of being unlovable washed away like chalk in the rain.

But right now all you could say was;

“That would be wonderful, but I would like to know your name before any of that.”

The laugh that he let out was something that you would never forget.

“Right, I completely forgot! My name's Minho. What’s yours?”

This would be the start of a relationship that you both could only dream of, but that could only happen with that first night of easy conversation and a fresh cup of hot chocolate.

#kflixnet #k labels #lee know fluff #lee know fanfic #lee know x you #minho stray kids #minho x reader #minho fluff #minho fanfic #lee know x reader #minho x y/n #minho x you #stray kids #stray kids fanfiction #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff

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Heya! Happy bday! I will send you a prompt, Sebastian related

-Sebastian reeling in from the events of 5th year ends up being paranoid about his future. He somehow ends up time traveling to the future where he meets Albert Sallow, his descendant. Albert takes him on a tour around the Sallow home, where Sebastian realized that his female descendants look a lot like female MC.

AHHH I LOVE THIS!!! Thank you so much for the prompt and birthday wishes! Love you!!!

Warnings: None :)

He'd overshot it with the time-turner. The changes in Feldcroft were too drastic---the town was much bigger than he'd ever imagined it, buildings popping up all over the place.

Sebastian had just wanted to go forward ten years; he had just wanted to know if Anne was still alive. If he had time.

Their little home had grown, just like the town around it. New rooms had been added, and he was sure the inside had to look completely different. But it was still his house. Children were playing in the yard, chasing each other and laughing. He stood frozen as he looked at the freckles several of them sported, the slight curls in their brown hair.

It couldn't be...

A voice interupted him from his thoughts. "Can I help you?" A boy said from beside him. He was just a few years younger than himself, perhaps ten or eleven. Sebastian wondered if he had started at Hogwarts yet. He, just like the other children running around, had freckles across his face and a familiar crooked smile.

"I... I used to live here, a long time ago."

The boy frowned. "You can't have. My dad grew up here. And my grandpa before him. This has been the Sallow's house for ages."

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat. "Oh," he said hollowly. "What... what's your name?"

"Albert." He grinned up at Sebastian. "You look tired. Come inside, I'll get you some water."

He shouldn't, he knew that. But he couldn't pull away as Albert grabbed his hand, leading him in through the door. Pictures adorned the walls. The place was much cozier than he had ever seen it in his life, toys scattered across the floor as a girl ran past him.

"Stella, slow down!" Albert yelled out, grabbing her arm. The young girl laughed before looking up shyly at Sebastian, and his jaw nearly dropped open.

Those were her eyes. Her nose. Her cheeks and messy hair, all the way down to the small mole by her eye.

He couldn't breath, not with the face he knew so well looking back at him.

"I'm sorry, I've got to go," he said softly, stepping backwards to the door.

Albert frowned. "But you just got here."

"I'm sorry," Sebastian repeated.

A voice from another room stopped him in his tracks. "Albert? Who is it?" It was an old voice

"A new friend, Aunt Anne! He said he used to live here!" Albert cried out.

Sebastian's eyes widened. That voice was older than just an aunt, it had to be a great aunt, which meant...

He ran out the door behind him, not stopping until the paths and streets were long gone behind him. His head was spinning, trying to make sense of all he'd seen.

Aunt Anne. The boy's father, his grandfather had lived there. And that girl...

He leaned against a tree, taking deep breaths. There was no other explanation he had seen. It filled him with anxiety, and... excitement. Hope.

Anne had a future. So did Sebastian. A future with her.

He couldn't help but smile. It was a long time coming, he was sure. But it was there---and that was what mattered.

#sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow #sebastian x reader #sebastian x mc #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow imagine #hogwarts legacy

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ericityyy · 5 months

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Hey hello hi hey!

I would like to request a Young Sheldon fluff with Sheldon & Y/N. Strictly platonic cuz Y/N is a lot older lawl, with the trope being cool big sis (though not related)

The setting is mostly in the collage library, Sheldon and Y/N meeting there and bonding over shared interests, kinda like he and Tam.

Thanks! Love your works!

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 “𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳”

𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚: 𝘊𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘉𝘪𝘨 𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳

𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚: 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 988

𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦

It is not uncommon for people to underestimate my abilities because of my age and height. Sheldon reminisces back when a few jocks were making fun of him and then putting him inside an open locker. They always think that they can steal my class standing. I can't help it if I'm smarter than them; maybe that's why they try to bring down my spirit.

The little boy called out for anyone to let him out before letting out a sigh, deciding to wait instead of wasting his breath. He's lucky enough that he's locked in his own locker, not others who know what they put in their own space. Sheldon shuddered at the thought.

When the footsteps came closer, he called out for help again by knocking on the metal door twice. "Hello? Excuse me, could you please open up my locker for me?"

The person outside jumped slightly from the sudden noise, gasping before she rushed to the locker door and opened it as quickly as possible, "Sheldon? How? Why are you inside the locker?"

"Oh, hi Y/N, some jocks were threatened by my intelligence, so they tried to put me out of the picture by not letting me get into my classes." Sheldon fixed his shirt and ensured his hair was placed correctly.

The girl raised an eyebrow at that information, her jaw clenching together, smiling at Sheldon's direction in a sickly sweet way, "Hey Shelly, can you point those 'jocks' to me now?"

"Why?" Sheldon asked suspiciously; he knows that despite being intelligent and having high grades, the girl tends to make some trouble occasionally. Giving her a free field trip to the Principal's office every time.

The teenage girl twirled a piece of her hair with her finger as she crossed her arms together, a smirk playing against her lips as a playful tune came out of her mouth, "Oh nothing, I just want to seek out the enemy is all, you know what they say. Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies chained to you."

Sheldon furrowed his eyebrows, "That's not how the saying goes."

The girl cut him off with a wave, "That's how I say it, so you're going to tell me who they are, or I'll do it myself? I could use the help of someone smart, but I guess there's no one, aye?" Y/N turned her back, smirking as she counted silently.

3… 2…

"Wait!"

Y/N laughed a little, turning to look at the boy with a fake, confused look on her face, "Yes, Shelly?"

"I'll tell you who they were."

"Well, isn't that just wonderful?"

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"Hey!" the guys who locked Sheldon stopped their banter and turned to the voice of a smiling Y/N, "Sorry to bother this… shindig of yours. I just had some tiny question, if that's fine with y'all?"

The guy at the center sauntered towards the girl, who had her hands behind her back. "What is it, baby? Want to know my number?"

"As a matter of fact, yes," Y/N dropped her smile as her eyes stared coldly at the taller guy before her, "Specifically your locker number." She then suddenly kicked the shins of the guy and made him crouch and yelp in pain before the girl grabbed a handful of his hair and punched his jaw, her rings adding to the pain on his face.

Y/N then asked the other guys, "Where is his locker?" The guys pointed at the bottom door beside her. The girl opened it with a bang and dragged the injured guy inside his own locker, where she slammed the door shut despite him not being able to fit inside.

She crouched down and whispered to him calmly, "You don't mess with my Shelly, am I understood?" The boy whimpered slightly, "I said, am I understood?" He nodded his head rapidly.

"Yes, ma'am, never again."

"Good." Y/N stood back up just in time for the Principal to come, strutting in the halls.

"Ms. L/N!"

“Ah, Principal Petersen! Wonderful to see you this time of day!"

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"And then what happened?" Tam asked, intrigued, eating his lunch with Sheldon and Y/N in the Library.

Y/N read a book while eating her own food, "Well, he let me off with a year's detention. It's either that or suspension."

"Suspension?! What made you get out of suspension?! What did you do to ONLY get detention?" Sheldon intensely looked at the unbothered girl, reading her book while eating lunch.

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"Ms. L/N, with your record, you could have been suspended or expelled by now." Mr. Petersen looked thoughtfully at the girl in front of him, without an inkling of guilt or fear in her eyes, "That's bullying and assault. Ms. L/N, please take this seriously."

Y/N looked the Principal in the eyes. It made him nervous, to say the least. "You wouldn't suspend me, Sir. Despite my… troublesome record, I contribute to this school just as much as Sheldon Cooper does." The girl then traced every inch of the office with her eyes, "You wouldn't be in this nice office of yours if not for the funds you receive because of me and, of course, my little brother." She laughed a little, tapping her fingers on the desk separating her from the Principal, "Should I mention the bullying cases that have been ignored in this school to the public when I get suspended?"

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Y/N briefly looked at their waiting eyes, "Oh, you know, just a couple of convincing is all."

Sheldon and Tam raised an eyebrow at her, who avoided their curious eyes. They then continued eating, not wanting to question it anymore. After all the time that Y/N spent at the Principal's office, no one would dare mess with Sheldon anymore. That's one of the perks of having a big sister who's exactly like him... kind of.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄

look who’s back!!! this has been long requested. i am so sorry for taking this long to write it. like i said in my page, it’s the end of the semester and my schedule’s been hectic these past few weeks.

but i appreciate those who waited and kept supporting my works!! please do request more from this fandom and other fandoms. i might add more masterlists depending on my interests! and ofc yours (but i’m not making any promises that i will entertain it all)

#x reader #young sheldon #platonic #little brother #big sister #tw #trigger warning #sheldon cooper #sheldon #reader #imagine #imagines #one shot

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misseviehyde · 1 year

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AUNTIE-PATRIACHY

Josh hated what was happening to him. The conditons of the Anti-Patriachy Act meant that like him, every eighteen year old boy in the country was currently mandated by law to swap bodies with a woman for at least four hours a day, but in his case - things were not going well.

Boys would usually be assigned someone in their family - but not a direct relation if possible. After six weeks of the program they would have a good understanding of living as a woman and be less likely to display patriachial or misogynistic behaviour. As everyone swapped at different times - their female relative would also get an opportunity to interact with their friends and call out unacceptable behaviour.

For Josh though - this meant becoming his evil Aunt Aletta. She wasn't like the women his friends were swapping with. Aletta was fake and plastic. Giant slutty titties hung from her chest, her pumped up lips were always coated in shiny lip gloss and her tight shaven pussy was always wet for big cock.

She was an evil, slutty, bimbo bitch who only cared about her own selfish pleasures. Her body was pampered and corrupted into a pleasure dolls. She lived in a vast mansion with an ultra-feminine life-style served by a cuck husband and an army of lovers.

Despite her addictive evil lifestyle, she actually loved swapping bodies with Josh. He was young, handsome and strong and to his horror, she spent her time as him seducing his female classmates and fucking them.

"Stop being such a pussy Josh," she grinned as they began another swapping session. "I never agreed with this dumb act in the first place - but now they're making us swap I'm enjoying it. You and I can have a lot of fun as each other. Most men your age are pathetic weaklings thanks to this bullshit. The girls your age are desperate for a good fucking and your body makes their pussies wet."

"Auntie - you can't say that kind of thing," gasped Josh adjusting his big tits uncomfortably in Aletta's too small clothing. "You're making my friends act worse and encouraging my female friends to be spoiled slutty bitches. You gotta stop."

Aletta laughed. "Corrupting your friends to go against the act is fun. I love showing girls the pleasure of using men to get what they want and turning your friends into hot bullying studs. By the time we finish this program, they'll be mean alpha bullies and you'll have no choice but to act like them or be ostracised. Now I'm going over to the head cheerleaders house to fuck her brains out and convince Ashley she should show more cleavage and use it to manipulate boys."

Josh knew he was supposed to report his Aunt for this kind of behaviour - but how could he? He didn't want to get them both into trouble.

It was also kind of... hot.

In the times he returned to his body he now found the other boys were all following his lead and the girls at school all wanted him. He was a stud now and his big dick felt good as he stroked it and imagined it inside all the hottest sluts at school who his Aunt was corrupting to be like her.

One day - Ashley even gave him a blowjob at school and as he fucked her face and pumped cum down her eager throat he had felt a surge of power and dominance that had really turned him on.

The bodyswapping wasn't meant to make you MORE patriachial and evil - but Aletta's interference was doing just that.

Meanwhile Josh wondered whether he could do the opposite to his aunt and make her act nicer when he had control of her life.

Her plastic big titted body DID feel fucking good. He began to look forward to getting inside. His friends were jealous of his big slutty tits and rich lifestyle.

Donald - Aletta's husband was a weak pathetic cuck. On his Aunt's advice he had Donald eat his pussy out and soon Josh came to enjoy the subservient losers eagerness to please his Mistress.

Far from make Aletta nicer - Josh began to enjoy the evil power being his Aunt gave him. As he played with his big fake tits and pumped a dildo in and out of his tight gripping cunt - Josh began to fall in love with being an evil slut.

He began to dress in his Aunt's nastiest outfits and embraced her ultra-feminine life. Dressing in tight latex catsuits and boots whilst having long slutty acyrillic nails felt so right. Nail bars, cocktails with the girls and sex games became the norm. He was a rich bitch and he loved it.

Soon Josh had begun to suck cock just as good as Ashley at school and before long he became accustomed to having two cocks at once. The bigger the better and it just made the pleasure more intense if Donald had to watch.

"Yesssss I'm such a fucking bitch," grunted Josh as he was fucked and had his hair pulled by his lover as Donald watched miserably in the corner. "Mmmmh I want MORE!"

His giant tits swung up and down as he was pounded doggy-style and Josh loved how they felt as he took dick like a champ. Swapping with his aunt was the BEST.

At his Aunt's suggestion - Josh began to fuck his friends from school - helping Aletta with her corruption goals. As he moaned and grunted in pleasure as two of his friends spit roasted his horny body and slapped his big ass, she would jerk off in the corner.

"See Nephew, doesn't it feel good to be fucking evil and powerful? Pleasure and sex are all that matters. I love seeing you become a whore just like me."

Day by day Josh's morals and priorities shifted. He was soon just as evil and corrupt as his Aunt. Whether he was fucking the increasingly slutty girls from school or taking multiple cocks from his bullying friends - he was in Heaven.

Finally the program was complete. After six weeks of swapping Josh was now a swaggering, cocky bully who loved to fuck spoiled bratty Alpha bitches and help them cheat on their pussy boyfriends. His time as his Aunt had taught him SO much.

"Thanks Auntie," he grinned. "I'm gonna miss those big tits and the feel of three men inside me, but having that slut Ashley or her friend Chloe's tight pussy on the end of my cock will make up for it."

"You're welcome Nephew," purred Aletta happy to be back in her body. "You're lucky you swapped with a real woman. I'm so glad I was able to make you into a real man."

Aletta's personal anti-patriachy program was complete and a total success... Josh was a bully now and she had only learned to be even more evil...

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ask-court-genshin · 7 months

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Not anything related to events whatsoever but imagine growing up with Kaveh and Al Haitham in an orphanage.

The three of you are inseparable. Although none of you had reached the world outside the Akademiya, your close-knit group was more than enough mental stimulation for your young mind.

You don't remember a lot about your childhood enough, but you'll never dare forget these two. You enjoyed playing with the two boys, often teaming up with Al Haitham to assign Kaveh as a family dog or making Al Haitham play lazy roles like "the tree that stands outside a castle". There was never any need to know any other faces than the people you've seen throughout your childhood, and you've never wanted to cross the outside bother.

That was all until third grade when one day, your teacher gloomily walks to class, dropping a few of their papers, sloppily picking them up before sitting down. Every child sees her as a guardian. It was clear to everyone that Miss Rukkha had been having a particularly rough patch that week, and then she asked you all a question:

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

Numerous voices– dreams filled the room, bright. Nilou said she wanted to be a dancer– you've heard Dehya speak of becoming an adventurer of sorts that protects her friends– and Kaveh proudly stated that he'll become an architect worthy of expanding the orphanage.

But Miss Rukkha laughed somberly.

"I'm sorry, children, but much like a seed expected to be grown and plucked as a beautiful rose–" she breathed, the pain evident in her voice.

"The truth is, we will see no fruition to those dreams, for you are created and raised to be harvested– with the time for wilting stolen from you." Miss Rukkha sobbed. "You will never see what becoming old is like. We have reared you in for the potential of your organ donations, and to this day, we cannot even tell if you children are human."

Miss Rukkha gazed at Al Haitham specifically.

"Even with my age–" she laughed again, although joking, her chuckle remained hollow. "I still can't tell. I still can't tell if clones are just like us– just like me."

Your teacher slowly skimmed through the papers, seeing Kaveh's crayon drawings. The colors are vibrant and the strokes were masterful: befitting of a genetically enhanced child.

Memories are a fragile thing, but it's not particularly forgiving when it comes to phrases that will haunt you.

"Do any of you have any real souls and dreams at all, or am I fighting for my delusions...?"

You don't have anyone in life anymore. They've all "completed" the goal they were assigned to. Now in your thirties, you've gotten yourself a rather unsurprising occupation as the "carer". You've convinced yourself this was the job for you since it helps you look after the clones who will donate their organs until they inevitably pass.

But it does have it's empty moments. Sometimes, you'd take a good look at the drawings Kaveh had done. You wished you had better momentos to keep Al Haitham in your mind, but perhaps his faulty earphones is enough for you to hold on to.

"Miss Dehya, are you ready?"

She sighed.

"(Y/n), you know this is my last donation..."

"I know, I know..." You nodded politely. "I'm sorry."

"Just– just shut it." This was Dehya, that was by no means impolite. Being blunt was her weapon of choice to protect herself.

...

"Say, (Y/n)," she looked down. "When's your... You know..."

"In October 13th."

Dehya immediately jolted up.

"On the same day?!–"

"On the same day Kaveh and Al Haitham had theirs in 2021 and 2022 respectively, correct."

"These people are demented."

Dehya didn't know you three chose this date.

"At least they're people." You smiled. "We're just clones, after all."

"But it don't feel that way, don't it?"

You didn't say a word.

...

"... Will you be fine?" She asked.

"I'll be fine– and you will be fine." You took her hand. "Because..."

"Why are you crying?" Al Haitham bends down, looking down at you. He was slightly taller, but with you on the ground it seemed as though he was towering you. "Are you sad because we're clones?"

"Of course they're sad about that, you idiot!!!" Kaveh smacked his head. "Who wouldn't?!"

Al Haitham didn't seem to mind as much as anyone else, and perhaps that's precisely why Miss Rukkha gazed at him.

"But what exactly are you sad about?"

"I-I–" you choked out, mid-tears. "I wanted to be with you two!!! I wanted to be with you and Kaveh for much longer!!!"

Kaveh's lips trembled. "(Y/n)..."

Al Haitham frowned. He knelt down to your level.

He hugged you.

"I see."

Al Haitham pulled away. "How about this: why don't we all complete our final donations on the same day?"

"We can't," Kaveh frowned. "I'm older than you guys by two years..."

"If we can't do it in the same year, then let's pick a date." Al Haitham proposed. "This way, we'll still feel a bit closer."

He wiped your cheeks roughly. "How does that sound?"

You sniffled.

Kaveh, knowing that Al Haitham's idea doesn't sound particularly comforting, knelt down beside him and took your hand.

"Hey, hey, you'll be okay– we'll be okay– wanna know why? Because..."

"Because even though we're having a hard time leaving– we're not meant for this world. Our dream life is somewhere up there, on a castle in the sky, where there's a lush green tree that lazily sways and a happy golden retriever waiting for us to come home."

#yes this is inspired by a pretty cool sht i have to consume for grades– look up Never Let Me Go!#... and if you're gonna ask– no i genuinely just had this brainrot over that book and not the promised neverland– i think #that manga/anime is actually based on this book?#kaveh x reader #al haitham x reader #tw: death #tw: sadness #dehya #astronetwrk #this is so low effort but eh hAHAHHA #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x you #alhaitham x reader

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tabithatwo · 11 months

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Do you think Jackie is autistic? She has alot of autistic traits and some are even accepted by the fandom. There's a tag for her on Ao3

this is a really interesting question for me. i'm sort of going to give my opinion in a round about way because its very bound up in who i am, so bare with me. i wouldn't feel equipped to answer this question if i didn't relate very heavily to jackie. part of my yj love started just from how seen i felt by jackie's character.

i was captain of a girls sports team, i was so stupidly lesbian, i had the on a boys sports team boyfriend who i didn't like at all, my home life wasn't like hers in many ways but my mother was also an addict and generally not nice lady lol, i tried my best to be as nice as i could to everyone, and surface level i was liked in a homecoming princess type way, but i had very few super close friends. i often got the "wow you're actually nice" or "i assumed you were a bitch" comments from people i'd never spoken to before and i had no idea why or how to prove that i was genuine. jackie gets accused of being "fake nice" to "manipulate people" a lot, but we really don't see her doing any manipulating or get any evidence that she doesn't mean the nice things she says and does.

i heavily relate to that and as i've gotten older i've realized that people often mistake the sense that something is off with fake kindness. i think there are a few reasons that jackie is treated the way she is, both by the other girls at the end of her life and by viewers, but it would take like...an extensive essay to get into the nuance of them lol, so i'll just stick with this:

i think being neurodivergent gets you the treatment that jackie gets a lot of the time. i'm EXTREMELY adhd, like really blow the assessment scores all the way up adhd lmao it impacts my life heavily, and i wasn't diagnosed until my twenties. i also score high on the autism screener and fit the criteria, but i have never/will never seek any formal diagnosis there just out of personal preference. all that to say, i relate heavily to jackie taylor, i think the girl is some kinda neurodivergent, and i think headcanoning characters as autistic makes total sense when the evidence tallies up lol.

the thing is, so many characters are lesbian-coded or adhd-coded or autisim-coded, because so many people don't know that they are those things. i knew i liked women from an early age, but i had the comphet of thinking i liked men also. so i didn't know i was a lesbian until i was 24. i didn't know i had adhd until i was 25. i didn't know i was (probably) autistic until 26. we don't have to know the words for the things we feel and do to embody them or to see them in others or to write them into characters. does that make sense?

anyway, if you think jackie taylor is autisic i love that and i can't say i disagree. that's my long-winded answer!

#jackie taylor #yellowjackets #asks answered

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luimagines · 3 months

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It is I! The Wizard!

This is written this with a Female reader in mind, so I do hope you do not mind 😅

TW: Myoginistic jerks, My awful spelling of the word Myoginistic, some aggressive stuff, swearing, men being jerks (They didn't drink their respect women juice), you can tell is started to vent a bit.

You don't have to post this if you don't want! I understand btw!

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When the chain realised that they were near a village, they decided that some of them would go out and get some much needed supplies. Wild had gone out to look for fruit and veggies and hunt for meat, and Warriors, Four, Legend and [Reader] had all gone out to go restock on some supplies in the village.

[Reader] walked through the market, looking around for needed items for their crafts. [Reader] was an expert bomb maker, and needed to buy some more materials to make more. She wanted to create a new type of bomb for Hyrule, per request and was always one to put 100% effort when it came to close friends.

Well, they weren't only friends. They were related by spirit, however that worked. The spirit of the hero, to be more specific. All of them had gone on their own adventures, faced their own demons and hardships. It made [Reader] feel like she wasn't alone, that she wasn't a massive misfit like she originally thought.

She looked and saw the stall she was looking for and approched it, and a middle aged man took a glance at her before going back to speaking to another man who was browsing. [Reader] stopped and started to look at the different kinds of gunpowder.

"Too thick. . ." She mumbled, examining the several options. "too potent. . . I need something fine. . ."

The man behind the counter sighed, looking annoyed and turned. "May I help you?" he asked, sounding very upset with her just existing.

[Reader] looked up. "Uh, do you happen to have any fine powder Gun powder-"

The man interrupted her "Where's your husband? Why did he send you to buy my wares?"

"I'm not married." [Reader] said calmly. "I need some fine powder-"

"I don't believe that." the man interrupted once more. "No way I will believe that some woman like yourself is unmarried. You've got some nerve." he looked her up and down "dressing as some traveler. You're trying to squeeze money out of us hard working men here, who do you think you are?"

"Excuse me?" [Reader] asked, getting fed up by his altitude. "I am a paying customer. My status wether or not I'm married or not is none of your business! Will you answer my question or not?"

The man glared before talking. "Yes, I have fine powdered. How much do you need?"

"Abount a pound or two." She said. The man nodded and went to a barrel, starting to scoop up a random amount of gunpowder into a bag before haphazardly tying the bag and placing it down in front of her. "40 rupees." he grumbled.

"Excuse me?!" [Reader] exclaimed. "That isn't the amount I asked for! And it says on the sign 10 rupees for a pound! you're making me pay 4 times as much for a pound!"

The man sneered, "Stupid woman wouldn't understand. I run a respectable business here! I can't have wh*re like you ruining my good business here." He watched as [Reader] turned red with rage. He grinned, and leaned close "I am willing to make you pay less. . .if you come with me for some alone-"

[Reader] slapped him across the face, turning on her heel and storming off in a rage as the man yelled at her "You b*tch!"

This happened all too often. man would either deny her service or make her pay far too much because of her being a woman. It infuriated her, from the inappropriate comments, to the asking of 'where's your husband? he'd understand better.' it was always heard. It infuriated her. And it's these things that made her jealous of the others.

She was given the name Link, her parents wanted a boy so badly, and neglected her even before her brother was born. Despite her struggles, despite sacrificing everything to save her home, her hyrule, she was still treat less than a horse. She was jealous. The others were born men, born and given immediate respect because of what they were born as. Many occasions she'd stay up late, wishing to wake up a man. But then she'd tell herself that she was just as powerful as the others, now matter what she was. It still hurt, though.

She had to pay extra at a few more stalls, buying arrows and some healing potions with offhand comments about if she was buying for a husband or if she was a traveler and if she was with family.

It wasn't until she was looking at some horse treats (For Epona, that precious horse needed to be spoiled after everything so far) that Legend appeared. "Are you done yet?" He asked in a tone showing he was annoyed. The man at the stall perked up.

"Ah, this must be your husband. Is there something you are looking for?" he asked, making Legend furrow his browser.

"Husband?" he asked "No. I'm not married to her."

"Ah, well then." he said, standing up. "What are you looking for? Something for your horse's saddle?"

[Reader] looked annoyed at this. and Legend noticed. "Hey! She's the one shopping here. Don't ignore her!" he snapped at the man, who looked taken aback.

It took a bit, the man finally tending to [Reader], and after Legend gave him a few words after hearing the man overcharge [Reader], they started off. Legend looked at [Reader] upset.

"What was wrong with him?" he asked "Can't he count? Do basic math?"

"It's nothing new." [Reader] sighed, shrugging. "Honestly, it's nothing worry about." Legend gave her a frown.

"What? Nothing new? have people been denying you as a buyer?" He asked, sounding irritated.

[Reader] nodded, sighing again. "Yea. Its normal though. Happenes to me plenty of times, I'm used to it. It's worse at home-"

"Excuse me?!" he yelled, catching some passersby attention. [Reader] Turned and saw his angry face. "People don't let you buy things?! Why?! You're a hero! You're like us! Why are you treated different?!"

"Well, isn't it obvious?" She asked, stopping. "A lot of people back home don't think a woman should be unwed let alone carry a sword. At home, most can't buy stuff except maybe food without being denied service or being overcharged. Why do you think I hand make bombs." [Reader] huffed, suddenly, Legend looking more p*ssed by the second. "Speaking of which I'm gonna have to wait on my bombs. The gunpowder guy was a real jerk, and I won't pay extra for gunpowder from a guy who asked to-" she paused. "Forget it. I'll just rashion. Let's go-"

[Reader] had tryed to continue walking when Legend grabbed her wrist, looking more livid than she'd ever seen. "What. Did. he. ask. for."

[Reader] hesitantly told him. If looks could kill, there'd be a massacre. "Take me to him."

[Reader] panicked a bit. "it's fine-"

Legend glared "Take me to this scumbag."

After some walking, people actively avoiding Legend, they made it to the gunpowder man. He looked over, and grinned. going to speak only to be grabbed by the coller by Legend, and pulled down, and punched hard in the jaw, making the man fall over, knocking gun powder barrels over. People yelled around them as Legend pulled the man out and started slattacking him, yelling about how much of an arse he was, a bunch of swear and such. [Reader] panicked as she saw red flying.

"LINK STOP!" she cryed, trying to pull him off, hearing two others run to them as he pushed her off and continued his assault. She stumbled back but was caught by Warriors, who looked alarmed at Legend's behavior. Four started to try and pull Legend off, nearly getting socked in his blind rage until Warriors pulled him off the now broken nosed, bleeding man.

"CALM DOWN!" Warriors exclaimed, trying to wrangle to struggling Legend, who was yelling "LET ME AT THAT DISRESPECTFUL PIG!"

"We need to go. Gardening will be here any second now." Four said urgently, snapping [Reader] out of their trance, making her nod. The two ran off, not wanting to get arrested. Time would be mad upset with them . . .

. . .

It was silent at camp, the other feeling the tension in the air as they heard Warriors and Legend returning, [Reader] pale seeing the blood on Legend's fists. He stormed over to [Reader]. "Why do you let them talk to you like that?! Why do you people disrespect you?!"

Time stood "What happened. Tell me." he demanded, making the others tense up seeing his face. Legend turned, going to speak when Warriors spoke up. "Legend assaulted a man in town. Broke his nose and jaw."

Time looked at Legend as he blew up once more "That man made inappropriate comments about [Reader]! And I watched a man ignore her after I appeared! He was disrespecting [Reader]! And not to mention how [Reader] said that those misogynistic arseholes constantly refuse her service before she's a woman! I-"

"That is not an excuse to attack someone." Time said, giving that horrific look of disappointment at Legend. making him shut up and pale. Time turned to [Reader] "Is this true?"

Hesitantly, [Reader] nodded. "But I'm used to it by now. I don't understand why Legend got so angry, it's common for me to get those kinds of things said about me."

Time frowned. "Why didn't you tell us?" he asked, sounding upset, making [Reader] looked down at her feet and held her arms.

"It's. . . not something you all need to worry about." She said "You guys don't need to worry about that kind of thing. It's not your concern. . . "

Time suddenly put a hand on [Reader]'s shoulder. "Just because you face these things, doesn't mean you should. Let alone face this alone." he said "You are a hero, just like us. You've wielded the Master Sword just like us. If you need help, you shouldn't hide this stuff from us. We are a team. We are here to help one another."

[Reader] nodded. Time turned to Legend. "You and I are gonna have a chat." he said, making Legend pale again as he followed Time.

Twilight stood as they left and approched [Reader]. "You should have told us. We would have helped you." he said. "I don't understand why people are against you, but I know that you shouldn't face these people alone."

Wind spoke. "I had no idea girls went through this stuff. . . " he said sadly "To think Arel might have experienced this. . ."

"I'm sorry you have to go through this." Hyrule said, suddenly hugging [Reader] "You shouldn't have to."

Without warning, tears started to fall from [Reader]'s eyes, as a few sobs fell down her face, hugging Hyrule back as she started to cry. She'd never gotten this comfort from anyone before. It felt nice. Hyrule stiffened a bit but hugged her still, Wind standing up and hugging her side as well. Warriors looked panicked but patted her back awkwardly. Four stood nearby, looking guilty that he didn't do more. Sky looked worried. He'd never even heard of such treatment in Skyloft.

As time passed, Wild returned and looked angry at thr news of what happened, deciding to make some extra food for [Reader] to eat to feel better. and Legend sat near her, slient. Wolfe came by too after twilight went on patrol, laying near [Reader], his head on her leg. It felt nice, to have a bunch of friends willing to comfort her, and some even jumping to ger defense. It was nice.

As she went to sleep later on. she smiled, knowing she wasn't alone. That she had a group of friends that would defend her, just like she would defend them. She slept with a smile on her face, not expecting to wake up to a big bag of gunpowder near her sleeping bag, and to hear Time scolding Wild, Wind, and Legend about stealing.

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Yea, I got a bit carried away here. I hope I don't offend or upset anyone if they read this 😅. I kind started to vent in here, cause I have been disrespected in a few store before because I am a girl. Upsetting but I have some good friends who have stood up for me. I hope no one else is or has gone through this before, but if you have, I just wanna say that you're amazing as you are and there are people who will support you. and I am included in that group. Have a Good day/night!

Oh no, poor Reader.

And don't worry too much about making Reader female. It's just for my own Reader's that I make reader neutral. Most (all) anon Readers tend to lean with she/pronouns unless they're deliberately an oc.

I'm more surprised that Time didn't find out about Legend's attack on the guy sooner. It sounds like he made quite a scene. Enough so that the other boys had to step in and get him too stop- although, given the amount of girls on Warrior's team back home, I'm surprised he didn't immediately join in once he heard why Legend had all but lost his mind.

I not surprised, however, that Legend managed to rope Wild and Wind into getting Reader's fair share of gunpowder.

Someone oughta put Operation Fluffer Nutter into action and make it go kaboom.

#pinky replies #anon stories #it's a good thing it's long #and that you put warnings at the top #otherwise no one would see if I were to say anything

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bluesylveon2 · 8 months

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Hello! I have read your work and just fell in love with it! You feel the characters so well that I'm even jealous, hehe. Congratulations on 500 subscribers and I look forward to your creative development and further <3 I hope requests are open for people like me) /this is my first request, I'm a little worried/ May I ask you about Idia+Reader? Where Idia and the reader are very good friends and always tease each other and are not afraid in terms of each other, but they do not understand the feeling of "love" until they are told about it directly. Thanks and sorry for the trouble! Good luck to you <3

Hi and thank you!! I am so sorry for the wait! Don't worry about it being your first request. I made it in the same world as the royal au I have. I tried to get everything you asked but I got most of it! I hope that you enjoy it though. Btw this is long lol

Summary: Watch the love story of Idia Shroud and Yuu Ceres

Note: royal au, childhood friends to lovers, OC's (Alcides is twst Hercules, Demetra, Fira), both Idia and Yuu are implied to be demigods or are related to the Greek gods/goddesses, fluff, some angst, mentions of Ortho's backstory, some tech, and slightly based on Hades and Persephone

Warning: not beta read and possible ooc characters

Word Count: 3.8k

Masterlist: here, Series Masterlist: here

Idia and Yuu age 5

A young boy with pale skin and flaming blue hair wandered through the forest following a shiny light. He had noticed it float by while his father was busy at an annual conference hosted by the Ceres family. Curious about the light and bored from doing nothing, the boy decided to follow it.

"Hey! Wait for me!" The boy called out. The light continued moving farther and farther. His breathing started becoming heavier the more he ran. Suddenly, the light stopped, stood next to a tree, and gave Idia an expected look. Idia ran until he got a glimpse of what the light was. "A fairy.." He said breathlessly. Idia had heard of fairies from his mother and how they can come in many shapes and sizes. This fairy was small and emitted bright light. Nothing like the famous prince from Briar Valley the boy had heard about.

"Who are you? How do you know my friend?" A new voice asked.

"AH!" Idia screamed and found a girl sitting behind the tree the fairy stood by. The girl wore a dress, and her eyes were red from crying.

"I'm Idia. I saw this fairy fly by, and I followed it. What's your name?"

The girl smiled sadly. "Yuu Ceres." The girl turned to the fairy. "Thank you, Fira." She then turned to Idia. "I think she was looking for someone to cheer me up."

Idia sat down next to the girl. He pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to her. "What happened?" he asked with curiosity.

"My mom. She is always so overprotective and expects a lot from me. She won't let me have fun."

"Why don't you just tell her or run away?"

"Because she won't let me leave. Even if I did, I don't know who to turn to since everything I hear about the outside world is through books." Fira frowned and said something, although all Idia could hear were bells. "Yes, I have you and the other fairies, but I can't go to your world with you."

Idia hummed in thought until he got a lightbulb. "I know! My dad wants me to come with him to these meetings. Why don't we meet again and play the next time I come?"

"Really?! Do you mean it?"

Idia nodded shyly. "Yeah."

Yuu grinned and pulled Idia in for a hug. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Idia blushed before slowly hugging Yuu back. Little did the two kids know that this moment set the foundation for the precious friendship between Idia and Yuu. Their friendship would last for a lifetime.

Idia and Yuu age 6

"Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten! Ready or not, here I come!" A 4-year-old Ortho giggled. Meanwhile, Yuu and Idia were hiding closely together behind a giant boulder.

"Hehe, he is not going to find us now." Yuu laughed as she watched the boy go in the opposite direction from their hiding spot. Her eyes were so focused on Ortho that she did not notice Idia's hair turning slightly pink.

"Maybe, but he will find us if you keep laughing like that."

Yuu stuck her tongue out playfully at Idia. "Please. We'll be fine."

Idia checked the area before turning to Yuu. "We should split up so Ortho would have difficulty finding us." The boy moved to stand up but was stopped by Yuu grabbing his hand.

"Wait! We should go together!"

"But it is better for us to divide and not stick to one spot."

Yuu slowly let go of Idia and sighed. "I just don't want you to leave me." She looked up at Idia's yellow eyes. "You are my best friend. If we go down, we can go down together."

Idia lightly blushed, and he looked away from Yuu's adorable eyes. How dare his crush be so cute. "I-"

"I FOUND YOU, BIG BRO AND BIG SIS!"

"AHH!" Idia and Yuu immediately clung to each other and screamed.

"Let's run for it!" Yuu exclaimed.

"I agree." Idia nodded, and the two made a run for it.

All three children ran through the forest without a care in the world. Their innocent laughter filled the air, unaware of the change about to occur.

Idia and Yuu age 10

Yuu sat humming a tune in her designated tree. She was waiting for her best friend, Idia, to return for their annual meet-up. Yuu thought that their first meeting five years ago was not out of luck. She finally felt something similar to freedom by spending time with the Shroud brothers. Her mother was not constantly eyeing her or strict teachers nagging about her mistakes. Yuu could finally be around people besides her fairy friends who did not care about these things.

"I'm so excited, Fira. I can show Idia how my magic has been improving." Yuu smiled as she conjured a tiny daisy from the ground. Fira's bell voice made Yuu laugh. "What? I want to show off my magic."

Fira rolled her eyes.

"Fine. I mostly want to see him. I like seeing his hair be pink when he thinks I don't notice." Yuu giggled while she eyed the flower. "I wonder what it means…" Fira's voice jingled, causing Yuu to look at her in shock. "You think he likes me? There's no way he does, Fira. He only sees me as a friend."

Yuu traced her fingers along the grass, causing more flowers to grow. It was something to pass the time as she waited. She just had to be patient and wait.

Minutes passed.

Hours passed.

Finally, the sun was setting.

Yuu sat there waiting on Idia, only for him to not appear. Fira watched her friend in pity as she left stood up to leave.

"It's okay. Things happen. Maybe he will come tomorrow?" Yuu said with hope as she walked back home. The girl felt an unsettling weight on her chest with each step.

Yuu let her feet guide her, and soon enough, she was at the long dinner table eating with her mother and the conference attendants. Usually, this is where she would return to her quiet self but speak to Idia with a code they made up.

The girl scanned the crowd until she spotted a familiar mop of blue fire hair, only to find one from Idia's father. Despite that, Yuu felt hope that he would return tomorrow. She made a promise to return to their spot to wait for him.

Only to find out he never did, even after the conference ended.

Idia never returned for years; it was like he was never there.

Yuu felt the uncertain feeling grow as the years progressed. It was after many years that she realized what it was: heartbreak.

Idia and Yuu age 18

Yuu lay on a sofa reading a book in peace. It was one of the rare moments when her mother was on a trip for days, leaving Yuu to her own devices. Yuu was reading a story about a faraway city in a desert when she heard a knock on the door. She listened to the butler open it and some talking nearby. It was an unfamiliar voice that Yuu was not used to, so she ignored it instead. The girl continued reading until she heard footsteps heading her way.

"My Lady, you have a guest. His name is Idia Shroud."

Yuu dropped her book and turned to the butler. There, standing next to him, was her old childhood friend. He now grew very tall, wore a grey outfit, had long flame-blue hair almost touching the floor, and had a nervous look. His yellow eyes looked at anything but Yuu.

"Thank you, Mecon. You can go now. I want to speak to him privately."

Mecon bowed and stepped out, leaving Yuu and Idia alone to sit silently. Yuu had a neutral look while Idia continued to look at the walls. Yuu took a few steps towards Idia and stopped in front of him.

"Hi."

"Why?" Yuu's hands curled up in fists, and she took a deep breath to fight the urge to punch him. "Why did you disappear and not tell me anything?"

"Yuu, I-"

"Let me finish," Yuu responded sharply and glared daggers at Idia. "You left me for years and suddenly showed up just like that? I thought that we were friends?"

"I know sorry is not going to fix this, but I had a reason." Idia looked away and sighed. "There was an accident at the Isle of Woe, and Ortho did not make it."

Yuu felt her anger mostly drain away, and shock took its place. "I'm so sorry."

"It's alright. The accident caused me to lock myself in my room because I wanted to help rebuild my brother." A small smile graced Idia's face, and he turned to Yuu. "You should see him now. He has become a technomatic humanoid and can now make his own decisions. I can bring him for you if you want."

"So Ortho is now a robot?"

"Initially, but now he has advanced so much that he is more human-like. He did that all on his own." Idia shifted his weight before he spoke again. "Yuu, I know neglecting you was not the right thing to do. However, I know Ortho misses you, and I-" Idia stopped himself. "want to fix our friendship."

Yuu looked at Idia in confusion, but she did not question him. "You know that may take a while.”

Idia looked at Yuu with confidence. "I am willing to take the risk."

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"WHY DID I SAY THAT?" Idia cried the moment he entered his room. Meanwhile, Ortho closed his book and looked at his brother in curiosity.

"How did your meeting go with Big Sister?" Ortho could recall meeting the girl from his old memories and still referred to her with that nickname despite never meeting her. There was a reason the previous Ortho called Yuu that, and Idia never figured it out.

"Well, she got mad at me, as she should, and then I made a mistake."

"What did you do?"

Idia sighed and looked at his brother. "I did not tell her I missed her and said I wanted to fix our friendship instead. How lame of me for not admitting it!"

Ortho set his book aside and floated to his brother. "That is still a good start! An important step to a healthy romantic relationship is friendship."

"ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP? Where did that come from?"

Ortho only giggled. "Big Brother, my old memories show you always blushed around Yuu. That means that you like her!"

"Ortho, I was a kid at the time. It was basically puppy love. Besides, she did not like me that way."

"Your heart rate is increasing."

"Because I am being a laughing stock right now!"

Ortho sighed. "There is nothing wrong with having feelings. Your research notes always included Yuu one way or another."

Idia looked at Ortho quizzingly. "You looked at my notes?"

"So you should focus on being her friend and then see where it goes. It could help rekindle your relationship."

Idia sighed. His friendship with Yuu was practically at level 2 and not level 100 after many years had passed. It would be hard, but he needed to work to save it.

Idia and Yuu age 24

A few years passed since idia and Yuu reunited, and they rekindled most of what they had lost. Both had changed in their own unique ways. In fact, Yuu thought that Idia's shy personality was adorable. Gone were the annual visits. Instead, Idia made an effort (shocking, right) to send in a drone that looked like a bird with a hologram attached so they could keep tabs on one another.

Yuu was surprised by the number of inventions Idia made during their time apart. He always continued to surprise her at each visit. His latest one was currently a surprise for Yuu.

"Where are you taking me, Ortho?" Yuu asked. She was currently being led somewhere by Ortho, floating behind her with his hands on her shoulders. A cloth was tied around Yuu's eyes, so she could not see anything.

"It's a surprise from Big Brother!" Ortho said gleefully, causing Yuu to giggle. Seeing how her friend had grown ever since they first met was nice. Both Yuu and Ortho continued walking until Ortho stopped putting pressure on Yuu. "Okay, we're here." The boy said and proceeded to remove the blindfold.

Yuu squinted her eyes as bright light entered her vision. She blinked until her eyes became adjusted to her surroundings. She was in the middle of a field, with trees lining up the border, and in front of her was no other than Idia standing next to an odd-looking contraption.

"What's that?" Yuu asked, pointing to the machine next to her friend.

Idia's eyes widened, and he twiddled his fingers together. "It's your birthday gift." He replied shyly, pink covering the tips of his hair.

Yuu examined the machine. "Really? What does it do?"

"Just watch." Idia pressed a button, causing a dome to project from the machine and appear around the field. The machine spilled out various seeds, scattering them amongst the grass. Once it was settled, Idia's hands glowed. Yuu watched as he murmured a spell, causing a variety of flowers to grow. Light fairies appeared like fireflies and flew to each flower, illuminating each one in multitudes of colors. Meanwhile, Ortho flew around like Yuu's fairy friends.

Yuu's mouth opened in shock as she inspected a few. "Are these marigolds?" She pointed at another nearby, "And is this a snowdrop?" She turned to her friend in amazement. "How did you do this? These two should not grow in the same season."

Idia looked away from Yuu. "Well, it was not hard. This dome creates a greenhouse effect, so you can grow various flowers here. They also stay alive longer." He slowly turned to Yuu. "Do you like it?"

Yuu felt touched for the first time in her life. She felt her heart grow light and tears form in her eyes. "Idia," She wiped the tears out of her eyes. "I love it. This is the best thing you could have ever given me."

"I know how much you love flowers."

"And I cannot thank you enough." Yuu suddenly hugged Idia and rested her head on his racing heart, causing him to let out a small eep. "Thank you, Idia. I love it."

Ortho and the other fairies watched as Idia's hair became pink, and he slowly hugged Yuu back. The two looked like lovers stuck in their own little world.

"They are definitely in love."

The fairies jingling voices agreed.

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Two individuals lay in their beds that night, deep in thought.

"Fira?" "Ortho?"

"What is it?" both replied in their own ways.

"What is this feeling I'm experiencing? My heart keeps racing when I think of Yuu/Idia. I want to see her/him smile and be around her/him all the time."

"Oh, Yuu/Idia, you are just in love."

A blush filled their faces, and they smiled gleefully. They felt warm in their chest at the thought of the respective crush. It felt nice, like a flame infamous in the Shroud family.

Both the fairies and Ortho knew what they needed to do.

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"Mother, I need to talk to you," Yuu said, entering her mother's study.

Demetra set her wine glass down and looked at her daughter. "What is it?"

Yuu took a deep breath and confidently walked up to her mother. "It is about my marriage. I found someone I am interested in."

Demetra raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Who is the lucky suitor?"

"Idia Shroud."

Suddenly, as soon as the name left Yuu's mouth, the room felt icy. Yuu questioned whether or not her mother had an affinity for ice for that brief second.

"What?"

"I said that the man I want to marry is Idia Shroud."

"No."

"But mother!"

"No, Yuu," Demetra said, standing up. "The Shrouds are nothing for troublemakers. They deserved their punishment after they rebelled against the Jupiter family."

"But he did nothing, Mother! That was all in the past!" Yuu exclaimed. Her eyes burned in fury as she recalled her dear friend's shy personality.

Demetra scoffed and shook her head. "Their family does nothing more than play with monsters. I heard that Shroud, whom you love so much, even turned his brother into one after an accident. I've seen your loved one's father shy away ever since."

Ortho's face comes to mind, how he still smiled despite not being the original Ortho. "Don't you dare say that about Ortho! Idia loves him as a brother!" Yuu said with tears in her eyes.

"Or what? The family is cursed, and if you run to him, you will suffer too. You will be stuck on an island surrounded by monsters." Demetra remained indifferent as she watched her daughter cry. "Yuu, I am doing this for your own good."

"Doing what? I love him!"

Demetra tsked. "You need to get over your puppy love. Besides, I found someone suitable for you."

Yuu froze and looked at her mother. "What do you mean?"

Demetra smiled, the first good emotion during the whole conversation. "I spoke to the head of the Jupiter family, and he agreed that you are to be arranged to marry Alcides Jupiter. He is smart, handsome, and in line to take over his family. A perfect match for you."

Yuu felt her world collapse as she herself fell to her knees. She knew of Alcides, but she could not imagine being tied down to him because of her mother's doing. She wanted the freedom to go out and see the world outside the little bubble she had been stuck in for 24 years. Sure, she might be stuck on the Island of Woe, but she would have more access to the outside world than she was now.

Demetra kneeled down and patted Yuu's shoulder. "You will get to meet him next week. Trust me, Yuu. Everything will work out in the end. As they say, mother knows best." She walked out of the room, leaving Yuu by herself.

Yuu wiped her eyes with her hands. Her eyes wandered to the walls and their flower designs around her. She felt like the walls constricted her and trapped her in a glorified cage. Yuu's eyes caught on an orange light floating in a window. She looked at the light with determination.

She needed to get out now.

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A few days later, at night, Yuu made her move. Packing only a few necessities, Yuu opened her window to find her fairy friends around her.

"Do you have everything you need?" Ortho asked as he floated to Yuu's window.

"Yeah, I made sure to" Yuu turned to Ortho, who was wearing a black suit and had a robotic dog beside him. "Ortho? What are you doing here?'

Ortho giggled. "Your friends reached out to me and told me your situation, and I am here to bring you to the Island of Woe." Fira nodded and spoke something that came out like bells. "Fira also wants to come along too."

"But what about your friends? Won't you miss them?" Yuu asked, and her friend smiled. Her bell voice made a sound that sounded something like reassurance. As if she was telling Yuu that she would be okay with it.

"Alright, I will let you tag along." Yuu smiled as Fira flew to her shoulder.

"Now that is settled, let's head out before sunrise." Ortho motioned to the robot dog. "Yuu, you will ride Cerberus 1 while I fly us out. I'll make sure to use my magic to cover our tracks."

Yuu nodded and took one last look at her room. That room was full of memories since her childhood. The walls had seen Yuu grow with her mother and late father, cry over strict lessons, and talk to her fairy friends about Idia. Yuu felt a heavy sensation in her chest and turned to Ortho.

"What about my mom? She would know I went to you to the Island."

"My parents and my grandmother will vouch for us. Don't worry; we will ensure you get the freedom you deserve."

Yuu nodded and hopped on Cerberus. "So long, Mother."

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"Psst. Big Brother. Wake up."

Idia groaned and turned away from Ortho. "Five more minutes."

"You have to wake up! I have a surprise for you."

"Can't it wait?"

A female voice laughed, causing Idia to wake up instantly. "You want me to wait?"

Idia threw his blanket off and sat up. Yuu's amused face filled his vision, causing Idia to blush at his embarrassing predicament. "Yuu? When did you come here?"

Yuu laughed. "An hour ago. Ortho gave me a tour of this place and led me here. Thank goodness he was with me, or I would have been lost. I must get used to this place if I plan to stay here long."

"What do you mean?"

"My mother wanted me to marry Alcides since I uhh," she turned to Ortho. "Can you step outside while I explain the next part to your brother?"

Ortho smiled, and Idia noticed something in his eyes like his brother kept secret. "Alright. I will show Fira around some more." Said fire fairy magically appeared and followed Ortho out the door.

Yuu took a deep breath now that she was alone. "My mother told me about the arranged marriage because I-" She looked into Idia's eyes. "Said that I was in love with you."

Idia.exe froze. His body stiffened, his heartbeat increased, and his hair turned pink. "W-WHAT? Are you sure?"

Yuu nodded. "Yes, I am sure." She sat down next to Idia. "You have been my friend for a long time, Idia; even after you shut yourself out, we connected like nothing happened. I want to be by your side doing more than hiding out in a forest. Of course, if you will allow me."

Idia felt as if he was going to burst. "But what about that Alcides guy?"

"I don't know him, but I know you more. My mother could throw many guys at me to marry, but it would not sway anything. I would still choose you." Yuu said, intertwining one of her hands with Idia's.

Idia felt elated despite the very obvious blush on his face. Luckily, Yuu ignored it and rested her head on his shoulder. "That was the cheesiest thing I have ever heard." Idia laughed and squeezed Yuu's hand.

Yuu squeezed back in response, and a smile graced her face. "Yes, but you never said you didn't like it."

"I don't."

A/N:

Demetra is inspired by Demeter in Greek mythology and Fira is based on the fire fairies in twst.

Ceres is Demeter's Roman name.

Yes this part of the royal au, but I hc that the Island of Woe is more advanced in technology than the whole world.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland and its characters. Those belong to Aniplex, Walt Disney Japan, and Yana Toboso.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia x reader #idia x yuu #idia shroud #thank you again!!!#thank you for the ask!

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divorcedfiddleford · 5 months

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ok last thing i SWEAR im gonna shut up after this but i just wanted to post michael rianda's outline for the jack kerouac wendy episode that i mentioned. it definitely needed a lot of work but i do like it in concept. image ID/transcript below the cut (warning it's LONG)

[image 1 ID: a screenshot of a tweet from michael rianda. it reads: "I Found a Lost Wendy Episode of Gravity Falls! We were always trying to crack a Wendy episode. This was my favorite. I love the teenage feel of wanderlust + getting excited about reading "On the Road." I love the backstory and flaw. It didn't work but I always liked it." end image 1 ID.]

[image 2 ID: a screenshot of michael rianda's outline. from here i will simply transcribe what he has written, only fixing typos that interrupt screen readers.

Episode 3. Wendy's "On the Road" This is the first in a series I did where I wanted to get to know a character better, and I started with that desire, and followed it through.

Cold Open: A woman answers a phone at a Wal-Mart type superstore place. Wendy's on the other end with Dipper and Mabel. She asks to be transferred to extension 234. Extension 234 connects them to the stores loudspeaker speakerphone. Wendy starts making joke announcements over the loudspeaker: Wendy: "Clean up to aisle 6, customers seem to be projectile vomiting all over eachother." Mabel and Dipper are laughing hysterically. The woman can't hang up on Wendy so she calls the cops. Wendy's still going. Soos asks if she could get in trouble for it. Wendy brushes him off. Then the cops show up. Stan sees Wendy arrested and swells with pride- "she HAS been learning from me (quietly weeps) I'm so proud."

Act One: Open on Manly Dan... by his age it must be the past- he teaches his boys to chop wood and they're all struggling. A huge tree drops in the distance. When the dust clears... it's little Wendy. He tells her to climb aboard his shoulders my little axechild! They happily gallop off. They love each other. It's very sweet. Cut to present day: A confrontational Manly Dan is bawling Wendy out for getting in trouble for the prank phone call. He tells her not to be so impulsive and do the first thing that pops into her head. Wendy insists Manly Dan is the most impulsive person she knows, besides the cops left her off with a warning. She brushes it off by saying she has to go to work.

B story. (Not sure what)

Wendy's reading On the Road at work. She's getting progressively more pumped about this book. Mabel asks what it's about. She explains it all and the kids are pumped. They're swept up in this romanticized teenage vision of hitchhiking on the open road. Stan has to leave for some secret portal reason and Wendy's like: "Let's do this right now!" (Secretly she just doesn't want to go home and deal with her dad.) "Let's do it let's just hitch hike. Leave town! Start a new life! Like Jack Kerouac!" Mabel is enamored.

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Soos is wary of leaving the shop at first. But Wendy talks them into it. A couple of her friends come. Lee, Nate, Thompson, and Tambry. They get on the road and are immediately having fun. Things are looking up. Soos is worried. Wendy: "Easy Soos, we're in Oregon... it's just going to be a bunch of nice hippies..." Cut to a terrifying crazy red eyed driver without a face driving towards them. Act break.

Act Two: Wendy and Co are having fun just like you should on a road trip/vagabond adventure. They're stopping at mini-marts and getting lame snow globes- and making fun of them. Things are looking good. It's like a road movie. They all relate to each other about problems with their parents. Wendy doesn't say much but she has a flashback to her and her dad drifting apart.

Stan B Story.

The scary faceless driver comes by and offers them a ride. (they can't see his ghoulish faceless self) Wendy immediately says yes before anyone else can decide. People are like "I don't want to go hitch-hiking." "Wendy: It'll be fine! Come on- this is the adventure of our lives. People in those stories never said, no I'm scared." She makes them all go in. It's creepy and tense in the car. Eventually the guy reveals himself to be a horrifying ghoul face and locks the doors. They all go screaming into the distance.

Act Three: He takes them to the "End of the Road" Diner. Or you hang a lampshade on it and have it be Bob's Big Boy but with a David Lynch head on the outside. There are other people that get taken there and stay forever and are sort of these lost souls that are stuck there. From all different eras. It's like this terrifying Lynch-ian dark version of an idyllic road trip stop. Basically it's a Lynch parody fest with Soos and Mabel. Like these little creepy old couple are walking in fast motion out of a wall and Soos is pushing them back in. "Whadda you doin grandma and grandpa... get outta that mouse hole. Get back in that mouse hole you goofs." (Probably too insane) Anyway, everyone wants them to have "the special" and after you eat the special, you stay there forever. Wendy's really guilty that all this is her fault.

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Wendy wants to impulsively react, but remembers her dad. She thinks carefully what to do and comes up with a plan- and chops down a tree on the driver. They all come home- relieved to be back in Gravity Falls, and her dad is chopping wood in the back- he's still mad at Wendy.

Wendy: Hey... Dad? Manly Dan: (grunts) Wendy: Can I chop some wood with you? Manly Dan just nods and waves her off. They fell the tree. Manly Dan: Haha! That's my little axechild! Wendy smiles and keeps chopping.

Something like that- obviously a lot of variables to be figured out- but I love the teenage feeling of this and love that it gives Wendy a story and a flaw. Still needs work to make her better but it's a start.

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#gravity falls #tales of the wild zeep #like it's not perfect but it's at least SOMETHING. god #anyway going to be bitter forever that this couldve been our road trip episode and instead we got fucking roadside attraction #also... dan calling her 'my little axechild'... trans wendy is so fucking real you guys #if i had a nickel for every time a linda cardinelli character went hitchhiking because jack kerouac did it and she thought it was cool...#...i'd have one nickel. which is a shame because if they made this episode i could've had two

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