#just to combat all those awful things I've seen about him that I don't want to be true and that I also want to forget about
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Hugging, Kissing and Cuddling HCs for König
I'm trying to see him in another light again after everything I've seen about him, so I decided I'd write something fluffy and nice for him. And then came the realization I never wrote some HCs like these for him in my original posts, so I decided I'd change that! He's Austrian, so naturally I have to love him!
When it comes to hugging someone, König is a bit hesitant. Considering he’s not the most physically affectionate person out there, it’s almost an honor to be receiving an unprompted hug from him. Whether his hugs are long or short depends on the occasion: If he’s proud of you for accomplishing something, then the hug will be rather short lived. Though, he might pick you up and spin you around until you’re dizzy. If you’re sad and need some comfort then his hugs could last a while. He’s not the best with words, he prefers to listen to other people, but if he knows a hug is what usually helps you then he’s willing to do so. Despite being a big and strong lad his hugs are surprisingly gentle, he’s worried about crushing you. He could put his all into them, but then you’d likely end up with a few broken ribs and he doesn’t want that to happen. König is also surprisingly warm, so receiving a hug from him is a rare, but nice experience. Although he does go rigid at the beginning, not knowing what to do, but relaxes into the hug eventually.
Again, he’s not a very physically affectionate person, but isn’t opposed to the occasional peck on the cheek or on your lips either. There is some anxiety whether you’d actually want a kiss from him or not, so he doesn’t kiss you very often, even if you do reassure him that it’s quite alright. He’s a bit tense at first when he presses a kiss to your lips, but calms down eventually. It’s especially bad during the beginning of your relationship, but he’s since gotten better at being calm about it. Since there’s a good chance he’s taller than you he loves giving you a kiss on the forehead. It’s a small but sweet gesture. He doesn’t need to bend down entirely to reach you but he still gets to be affectionate with you. However, if you’re on the taller side, or just as tall as he is, then he’d love to receive kisses to his temple from you. It makes him smile every time you do it. If he’s in the mood for receiving a kiss then he’ll lay his head on your shoulder and nudge you a bit. Or try to get his head in your closer vicinity. Kind of like that one bunny video where the bunny stretches to receive some kisses.
Cuddles with him are a bit more common than hugs actually. However, he refuses to lay down on top of you. If you’re shorter and weaker than him then there’s no chance he’ll put his weight on you, he’s just that afraid of hurting you. If you’re taller or just more muscular, then he might, but he’s still a rather heavy lad. Most he’ll do is put his head on your shoulder while you’re cuddling in bed and are both lying down. Although it’d be a lie to say he doesn’t want to be held. König is alright with being the one to hold you, but sometimes he would prefer to be the little spoon as well. That urge gets especially bad if you’re roughly the same size as him. Sometimes just nuzzling into your chest does the trick for him as well, though. Loves it when you run your fingers through his hair as he does so. Another thing he adores is you sleeping on his chest as he holds you. He gets to hold you close, he gets to protect you and he gets to doze off a bit himself, it’s bliss to him. Sometimes he leans down to press a kiss to your head and accidentally wakes you up like that. He feels bad about it and apologizes profusely, but does chuckle a bit when he sees your disheveled hair and your tired expression that shows you just woke up.
#cod#cod x reader#konig#könig#konig x reader#könig x reader#he actually kind of scares me these days even if I don't want that to happen in the slightest so I'm trying to desensitize myself again#I know people always joke about fanon könig vs canon könig but I think I will write him a bit softer with his s/o again#just to combat all those awful things I've seen about him that I don't want to be true and that I also want to forget about#könig is a big lad so I knew from the beginning I wanted him to be good at hugging because this is self indulgent#I feel like if it weren't for his anxiety he'd be much much cuddlier#because that's the case with me even if I have other things going on as well#and what is a funny character you write about if not another piece of yourself?#I've put so much of myself into some of these characters and yet people keep requesting them so I must be doing something right#it's more fun that way as well when you put your characters through something you've gone through. more relatable too#but I think that's something pretty much every writer does. that's why some requests are so difficult to write#I got one about marrying Laswell and Nikolai and that was a difficult request for me because the last wedding I went to#was my parents' and that was almost 18 years ago. man time flies I was 4 years old back then#so naturally I don't remember much either. But I tried and that's what's important!#either way please enjoy this piece of fluff I wrote today!
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The Fundraiser
Jaune was a little nervous. It had been four months since he had seen his twin sister Joan. He knew she had taken his running off... extremely badly, so he was worried about how she was going to react when she saw him. As the bullhead landed, Jaune swallowed nervously. His knees actually started to quiver as the hatch opened.
????: JAUNE!
Jaune was bowled over by a blond haired missile, and when his head stopped swimming he found himself looking into the blue eyes of his twin sister, who was firmly seated upon his chest.
Jaune: Hi Joan.
Joan: You stupid, ignorance, disloyal, jerk! How dare you!
Jaune: I'm sorry?
Joan: Sorry? You WILL be sorry! You left me alone... with them, how could you?
Jaune: I'm sorry... but Belle and Bella really like you! They couldn't have been...
Joan: I'm talking about mom and dad! Dad was convinced you had been eaten by grimm, and mom spent four weeks crying about how she lost her baby boy to some cradle robbing skank!
Jaune: Well... neither of those things happened, so...
Joan: And you NEVER did once write me! I had to reach out to Auntie to find you!
Jaune: You didn't... please say you didn't!
????: She did.
A ominous shadow fell over the two siblings. Who both looked up to see the grinning face of Glynda Goodwitch... their mom's twin sister.
Jaune: What have you done...
Glynda: So as you can see Joan, Jaune is fine, I've been keeping him safe.
Joan: Thank you Auntie.
Glynda: You are welcome. Now... you BOTH owe me a favor and tonight I am cashing it in.
Joan/ Jaune: And the favor is?
Glynda: You are going to help me with the Annual Beacon Charity Auction. I have your... uniforms in my apartment.
Joan: That doesn't sound so bad.
Jaune: Don't jinx it!
Joan and Jaune were hot and exhausted. Neither was happy with the Holiday elf outfits they were having to wear, that included bell topped pointy hats, and curly shoes. Though the short skirt that Joan had to wear was a little better than the nearly pained on shorts Jaune had on.
Joan: I'm tired. Is this almost over?
Jaune: Yeah, I think so. That was the last lot we had to move.
Joan: Good. I want a shower and to cuddle you, like we used to.
Jaune: Soon, Joan. Soon.
Glynda: Thank you all for your support of the Vale Orphanage and Food Bank!
Crowd clapping politely.
Glynda: Now for our last special client only lot... lot double J.
Joan: I though you said... ?
Jaune: It was.
Joan: Then where is this Double J lot?
Jaune: I... HEY!
Joan: EEP!
The Pair felt themselves lifted into the air and pulled through the curtains, finding themselves in front of the several of their friends and strangers.
Glynda: Now before I start the bidding, here are some of the details. Lot Double J is of a set of Arc twins. Jaune and Joan. They are and I quote "Perfect House-Husband and House-Wife material".
Joan/ Jaune: Mom SOLD US OUT!
Glynda: While their combat ratings is at E rank, that is of little concern. They both have Baking Skills at Rank A. Rank B Housekeeping. Rank B Laundry. Rank S Cooking. Rank A+ Child rearing...
The room was filled with polite clapping.
Glynda: AND Rank SSS Stamina... you know what that means...
Once again the room filled with clapping... very loud and aggressive clapping.
Glynda: This lot is to be sold as a set, and yes the marriage documentation is ready for signature. So do I have an opening bid of...
???? 30,000!
Jaune: Weiss? What the hell?
Joan: Whose Weiss?
???? 45,000
Jaune: PYRRHA!
Joan: Was that you're partner?
Weiss: Back off Nikos! Those blond angels are mine! 55,000!
Jaune: So you want him now? Pathetic Schnee. 75,000!
Weiss: Pathetic? Who was too much of a coward to admit her feelings? 85,000!
Jaune: Feelings?
Joan: I think she likes you.
Jaune: Great, but right now she's trying to buy OUR hands in marriage!
Joan: Oh, yeah right.
Pyrrha: I was scared! I didn't want to drive him away... but I can't not take this chance! I LOVE YOU JAUNE and I'll LOVE JOAN just as equally! 100,000!
Joan: Awe, that's sweet.
Jaune: Joan their trying to BUY us!
Joan: You trying to tell me, you don't want someone who is interested in us, who can provide for us, and all we have to do... is the shit mom and dad had us do all the time?
Jaune: Well...
Joan: Plus... you do know what Husbands and Wives get to do... and do a lot right?
Jaune: Oh...
Weiss: The Arc and Schnee name must be joined! With those two at my side I will fix the SDC and with their loving support, I'll make reparations to all the people my father has hurt! 250,000!
Joan: Arc-Schnee?
Jaune: Schnee-Arc? Nah. Arc-Schnee, sounds better.
Joan: Right?
Pyrrha: No... I will NOT lose to some spoiled princess, using her daddy's money! 500,000, and I'll sign over the Royalty Rights for Pumpkin Pete's to Beacon for administration to local Vale charities! That's another 200,000 per year!
Glynda: Um...
Looks over to the lawyers, administrator and observers.
Glynda: Can we accept that?
The lawyers, administrator, and observers all shrug their shoulders.
Joan: Pyrrha seems nice.
Jaune: Oh she is. She saved my life at initation.
Joan: Really?
Glynda: Okay... 500,000 upfront, pl;us 200,000 per annum... going once!
Murmurs from the crowd.
Glynda: Going twice!
Weiss just crosses her arms over her chest, and shoots Glynda a wink.
Glynda: SOLD!
BANG BANG BANG
Joan: Wow... that's a lot of money to help the needy.
Jaune: It is. But are you okay with this? I mean we're going to end up jointly married to the same person...
Joan: It was bound to happen... considering mom and auntie.
Jaune: True. Ture.
Glynda: Lot Double J goes to Pyrrha Nikos for the sum of 500,000 lien and an annual contribution of a further 200,000. Congratulations! To everyone, thank you for attending, and your support.
Joan: Jaune... why am I feeling scared now?
Jaune: I don't know... but I'm feeling it too.
#rwby#jaune arc#joan arc#pyrrha nikos#arkos x2#weiss schnee#glynda goodwitch#happy holidays#jaune and joan are twins
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Blast to the Past: Dawn Knight and Henrik
Epel: *Yells in alarm, falling out the air, crashing right into someone* Ow, ow, ow! That hurts
???: Are you alright?
Epel: WHO IS TARNATION ARE YOU!! WHERE'S LIVIA! WHERE'S MY BEST FRIEND!!!
???: You...don't know me?
Epel: Am I supposed to know you? You metal covered freak!
???: Henrik might wanna meet you, never before has someone fallen out of the sky
Epel: I got hit with magic you jerk
???: *Flinches and sighs* Apologies, that must've been frightening for you
Epel: *Frowns* Who are you?
???: Everyone refers to me as the Dawn Knight
Epel: Dawn then, I'll just call you Dawn, I am not saying Dawn Knight each time I talk to you...
Dawn: *Chuckles*
Epel: WHAT'S SO FUNNY??!
Dawn: Nobody has really referred to me that way besides the princess
Epel: ....
Dawn: You said you lost your friend?
Epel: Yes! My friend have you seen her, anybody strange around here!
Dawn: *Looks away, Epel glaring at him having no time for this*
Epel: SHE'S A FAE DEMON JAGUAR THAT'S 5'6!! SHE HAS BLACK HAIR AND GOLDEN EYES AND SHE LANDED IN WHO KNOWS HELL!!!!
???: A fae DEMON jaguar?
Dawn: Hello Henrik
Epel: Sup fatso....
Henrik: You know those have been extinct for years, right?
Epel: Mouth wash hasn't but it seems you don't know what that is considering how smelly your breath is
Epel: *Sighs, knowing he should keep his mouth shut but needed their help to find Livia* My best friend was revived by Queen Virda herself and turned into a fae demon jaguar as an apology for ruining sixteen years of her life
Dawn: There's one actually alive
Epel: You've heard of them?
Dawn: I've read about them in fantasy books, they're said to be gentle, wise, and majestic beings
Henrik: Also very skilled in combat, imagine having one of those on our side, some are also stated to be very gorgeous
Epel: *Glares at fatso, wanting to Vil slap him*
Epel: I better go..I know you guys aren't gonna help me..
Dawn: Wait-
Herik: Of course we'll help, besides we have a few plans of our own we're preparing for, a search and rescue won't halt our plans in the slightest
Epel: Plan? What plan?
Henrik: The Field Fire plan
Epel: *Stiffens, realizing this was the time period where Jay, a seventeen year old boy, dies saving the Right General from an intense fire*
Epel: Th-That's awful!
Henrik: Hm?
Epel: *Flinches, realizing he spoke aloud* Sorry, I was thinking of all the bad things that could be happening with my friend! I'm really worried about her!!
Dawn: It's okay to be worried...I'll take a few soldiers and start searching
Henrik: You said she has black hair and blue eyes correct?
Epel: No, her eyes are golden! Oh! And the underside of her hair is blue and purple, so she'll definitely stand out!
Epel: *Sighs in relief, knowing he'd need to endure being around fatso until Livia arrives* This'll be worth it
@anxious-twisted-vampire @yukii0nna @writing-heiress @marrondrawsalot @abyssthing198 @zexal-club @teddymochi
#disney twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland#disney twst#twisted wonderland disney#twst#twst wonderland#twst disney#blast to the past#epel#epel felmier#twst epel#twisted wonderland epel#epel twisted wonderland#epel twst#knight of dawn#twst dawn knight#twst knight of dawn#twistedwonderland
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*walks on in slowly, awkwardly waves and hands you hot chocolate* Hey, so how have you been doing? Apologies I've been MIA, suddenly became a second dog mom and life's been kicking my butt.
So anyway before I make it like Plato and start rambling about the First introduction fic or go off about Fia or ramble about a Player ends up in the flooded part of the timeline au and probably pass out from lack of sleep- *throws this at you and runs off without elaborating*
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You've done it. You shakily breath, in, out, in, out, as you step slowly towards the door you feel your hands shake, looking at the still form of the man on the ground.
The awful screaming still rings in your ears, you were sure they were bleeding even now even as you had choked the Fae into unconsciousness, the smell of burnt, no, withered flesh clings to the back of your tongue as you check the hall, keeping your eyes onto Conquest's fallen form. Hands twisting into the iron chain Hyrule had given you, you feel the blood staining the cold metal, hungry for it like how it had been starving for the hero's flesh.
("Just in case", he'd said, you wanted to laugh and cry and scream that he was right, in a way, you did need it against him eventually, from a certain point of view.
... You feel sick to your stomach and in the head, making jokes at a time like this.)
You're surprised none of those other men who wore the faces of your friends hadn't come investigate by now, the screams could probably rival those of a redead when exposed to sunlight. You don't find yourself complaining as you slam the door shut behind yourself, slotting the bloody key in with unsteady hands, (slick with your blood, Conquest's blood) lock it. And then walk away from there.
You learned the hard way running would just make your situation worse. Besides, you'd need to conserve whatever energy you could now, in case you really needed to make a break for it, or hopefully hide in an empty room. It was a good thing there wasn't a shortage of them in this abandoned house from what little you'd seen of this place after being forcefully brought here.
... You hated to put your trust in any of them, in any way shape or form, knowing what that monster in human skin had in mind was not something you'd ever want to know, but you hoped Conflict kept his end of the bargain.
Sticking to the shadows and where the torches glow the faintest, you soon find a stairwell and go down the stairs, two steps at a time, and a another eerily silent wing later you soon find yourself in a dungeon, because of course you would, your luck is awful enough you're not even surprised they put you in a wing that leads directly to where they likely tortured people. It was cold, dreary and damp, the scent of fresh and old blood made you want to vomit. But you refused, pressing on, trying not to look at the evidence of these men's cruelty, at the mutilated bodies of monsters and people alike, every single thing that would make you break and hinder your escape, at everything that yells and howls and rages at you at your stupidity to have mistaken Abyss for Sky that day and mistaking pain and such vile, horrible snarls for applause.
... You missed your boys, you missed the girls, all you wanted was to go home. Or someone who didn't want to kill or harm you for the moment.
Clang
You freeze, someone was here.
Your eyes dart about, finding a darkened pillar in between the cells and dive for it, pressing yourself close, but enough you'd be able to peer outside to the corridor.
Your eyes widen and you put both hands over your mouth, muffling the shocked sound attempting to escape your throat.
Wild- (Not, not Wild, not your Wild, your sweet, caring Wild, who'd tried his best and who only lived up to his namesake against enemies, to defend, never to intentionally harm)
That man wearing your Champion's garb, locked in furious combat with a similarly hooded person, crimson bloomed and flowed in rivulets over the harsh head wound on his head. The person had two broken shackles on each wrist and were doing their darnest to get away, using their spear to keep the twisted form of your Champion from slicing their head clean off their shoulders, they kick at his crotch with a heeled boot and when he moves back they charge at him with a war cry, slamming him against the wall and you flinch at the sickening crack his skull makes against the old, dirty bricks, he crumples like a puppet with his strings cut courtesy of the stranger dropping the spear, digging their fingers to his temples and slamming it again even as he squeezed their arm hard enough to break bone. You numbly take note of the golden ornaments on their right hand emanating a dim, weak, green glow and the wound on their shoulder, torso and calf, a slash through their shoulder, seems they gave the 'hero' just as good as he got on them. Since his only notable wounds were the head ones.
They take a deep, shaky breath, their hands are trembling, shaken but they growl, spitting blood near the man's downed body, "And stay down you fucking cunt!" After a moment, they flinch, hissing in pain, they drop to their knees and you fight the instinct to run to their aid, what if it was an act? "Christ on a stick stripteasing in a playboy bunny suit, fuck me gently with a chainsaw." Their words make you twitch, unconsciously stepping out of the hollow between the wall and the cell as they take his sword and chuck it away, then snag the Sheikah Slate.
That-
"Was that a Heathers reference?"
... Shit.
Guess that's how you die huh? Clowning yourself over because a Heathers reference.
The person tenses, whipping their head to your direction, they blink, one of their eyes a bright green, like yours, they seem to do a double take, eye widening, "Sans Undertale?!"
To be continued...
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It's not much and likely not all that good but it's a start, going to leave it on my blog later xD, Twi's Vil self gets jumped on part two. *Runs off*
-A Very Tired Summertime Musician.
SUMMER GET BACK HERE AND GIVE ME THE REST I FUCKING WANT IT NOW
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Can I? Can I rant about Star Dresses for a moment here?
Alright. First off, I hate Capricorn's star dress. It's so skimpy and revealing, which I have nothing against, but it makes no sense when you take Capricorn's personality into factor.
Capricorn is supposed to be the stiff upper lip, upright, proper, Butler of the Heartfilia family and of the spirits. He likes to read poetry and meditate for God's sake!
His star dress should not be so revealing. It should be Loke's. He's the pervert, but even his star dress is less revealing/sexy than Capricorn's.
It should have been a suit, or if you wanted something pretty and 'girly' a leotard that ballet dancers wear. A leotard would be somewhat 'sexy' or 'fanservicy' compared to a suit, but it would have still have fit with Capricorn's upper class, Butler personality.
Sorry about this rant, I just needed to get it out and hoped someone would listen.
Oh I FULLY agree with all of this. I hate Capricorn's dress and it deserves to burn in hell. I've said this before-- Capricorn, the strict butler whose first concern with Lucy was her diet, is the last person that should ever approve of that madly impractical excuse of a skirt flap. The cleavage is ridiculous, too. I hate that all the close combat type dresses are just one Mashima-impulse away from a convenient wardrobe malfunction.
Apparently in the sketches, Capricorn's dress was supposed to be a modest formal suit, with a pencil skirt. We were robbed of businesswoman Lucy in favour of some sexualised nightmare.
I have mixed feelings about Loke's, but you're right! It makes sense. It's gorgeous, it matches Loke's suit in a ballroom way, and it's definitely something Loke would personally choose for Lucy simply because he thinks it'll look good on her. (That's how I interpret the designs of Star Dresses come, by the way. The spirits control the design, hence why Taurus' also looks sexy. And she looks GOOD.)
Capricorn's Star Dress was just Mashima being drunk, I like to think. And honestly... it could have been a Butler suit. Like, pants and all. There are female butlers, but what I really want is a more tomboyish vibe. She's getting glasses and braids? Why not go all out and make her a librarian? It'd fit with Capricorn's meditative, studious, teacher-like air. We don't get much on Capricorn himself, but using him to fight would just be redundant since Taurus and Leo already have 'power' checked. Why not use Capricorn on the investigative side of things? Isn't Lucy supposed to be the intellectual type? Capricorn would be the perfect spirit to enhance this part of her.
It'd be interesting to see a Star Dress that can battle, but isn't battle-focused. Celestial Spirit magic isn't inherently a combative magic, so I think it'd make more sense if the pacifists of the group had dresses that reflected that and focused on the background work, eg Aries continuing to be the defensive fortress or trap setter, rather than just another projectile weapon option.
Honestly most of the dresses are subpar, but instead of improving on those designs with upgrades, changes, retcons (he can do that. Imagine if some parts of the dress change as Lucy gets better at using them??) he decides to merge them, creating either over-designed nonsense or under-designed nonsense that's being used in other to create more fanservice. I'm speaking of both the sexual and non-sexual kind of fan service, by the way-- they're giving Lucy a new combination dress in every fight in 100yq. Why? Because people go crazy over new things, even if the design is clustered and awful character design.
The Aquarius-Gemini dress fills me with unspeakable rage. How could you mix the most modest dress with the most balanced dress and end up with negative fabric? We really just want the bare minimum and somehow he's brought a shovel.
I've seen people call others who hate the current Star Dresses 'just haters' because Mashima's always been like that, but that's an utterly tone deaf perspective. I don't care about practicality in a realistic perspective since this is a manga, but 'he has always done that' is not an excuse to turn Fairy Tail into half-assed softcore pornography. We're allowed to be infuriated when the design is awful, and it's not because we hate Lucy, it's literally the opposite! We think she deserves better! SO MUCH BETTER!
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Healing Ties - Chapter 15 - Part 2
*Warning Adult Content*
"I suppose this story starts with me being in the human military for several months."
"As part of the work to free slaves?"
"Oh, no, this was before that. I just wanted to understand humans better, especially their combat abilities. Surprisingly, though, I ended up making friends with some of them."
Fanner's hands moved to Yore's lower back, working at the knots in the muscle.
He'd never felt anything like it.
Yore was surely downplaying the pain.
"I suppose they would have thought you were human. Humans treat other humans well, at least some of the time."
"They did at the time but... well, I'll continue the story and you'll see."
Yore made a sound in the back of his throat as Fanner dug his fingers in.
It was hard to tell if it was from pain or pleasure but he made no complaint so Fanner kept doing it.
"Uh, so, we were out on a job, vampire stuff and this glowing form appeared in my tent. I knew it was the fae. I've seen them before. It wanted me to follow it."
"And you did?"
"And I did, which was and generally is a bad idea, by the way. They don't understand the physical world, the difference between warning you of danger and leading you right into it. I knew that but I was young and impulsive and I thought someone might need my help. I snuck away from my human friends and followed the fae all the way to Lainton and into the vampire infested tunnels there, even though I knew how dangerous they were because my pack lives nearby."
"Why didn't you ask your... your pack? Why didn't you ask your pack for help?"
"My mother leads us and I knew if I told her I planned to go down there she would stop me. I don't fault her for that because that would have been the correct thing to do. But anyway, I'm stronger and faster than any vampire so I thought I would go down there, dash through the tunnels and see if there was anyone who needed help or anything in particular we should be aware of. I'd forgotten how tight the tunnels were, hadn't realised how many vampires were down there and I soon became overwhelmed. I'd kill one and there would be two more behind it. They exhausted me and chained me up in an old train."
Fanner drew in a deep, shaky breath.
The idea of being kept chained up all of the time by evil beings that wanted to hurt you.
"How long were you there for?"
"A few months."
"I'm sorry. That sounds awful. I can't imagine what that must have been like."
"It was quite bad, yes."
"That's what the scars on your neck are from?"
"Yes."
"And... and the rest? Everything hurting? Did they do that as well somehow?"
"It's related but not exactly. After those few months of being down there, someone found me. A friend of my human friends. A mage, actually."
"A friend wouldn't be what they'd be to your human friends, surely, if they were a mage."
"It turns out I choose my friends wisely, so that's exactly what they were to him. And more than that, for one of them. That mage was the mage you know, by the way but don't worry about that. This is already complicated enough."
"I... yes. I'm not sure I'm quite following. Why were they there?"
"On a military job to clear the tunnels, ostensibly but really to find another mage who had been taken by the vampires. Once I was free I went home and convinced my pack to help them find her. I was in no condition to help in any physical way but I went back anyway just to be there and help how I could. And, of course, it was our tunnel they came bursting out of with that mage we were looking for."
"Did you save her?" Fanner asked, then realised he'd been so focussed on the story that he'd stopped massaging at some point.
He started again.
"Hmm," Yore said.
"I had been kept in wolf form all those months and that does strange things to us. Shifting back into human form was safe enough to do but after that my body needed a break to readjust. But that mage... I couldn't save her unless I shifted. So that's what I did and I did save her. At that point, however, the damage had been done. I was locked into that one form forever. If I ever shifted back, it would tear through every part of my body."
"But you did shift back, I assume? Is that how...?"
"Yes, that's how I ended up like this. I should have died but I had a lot of help both from mages and from my human friends. I really do believe we're stronger together. It's the only reason I'm still alive."
Fanner felt suddenly, achingly lonely.
Yore had placed his trust in all of these people, in someone Fanner apparently knew who was presumably a Companion and in humans and they had been loyal to him and saved his life.
He wanted that but he knew he could never trust anyone enough to have it.
How could you ever truly know that someone wouldn't betray you?
Maybe if you already had a family you could trust, a whole community you were born into supporting you, trusting others was less of a risk.
Even if someone betrayed you, you wouldn't be on your own.
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It seems to be very stupid he wants us often it's not fair to harassing him all the time it's not a nice thing we're doing and that guy's a huge a****** John remillard and he belongs in prison he's an escapee the state wants him in the jail and the federal government and he's an enemy combatant now I can't believe it it is so badly because of him and people are calling him Australian they want him out and just being very hard knows very smaller very very small some people say but I don't think he's very very small and my friend says yes but I comparison because his areas are going Northern Ireland is one example the Carolinas and Virginia and Pennsylvania so I've seen those areas in the devastated and those would be last anywhere and the areas within her being taken so he's fighting someone who's a different class and classier as well. I can't afford it you keep using this for symbology and Tommy f is getting beaten up and Mac is getting beaten up before too it's gross keep telling them they seem to be beating the s*** out of you for it and her friend says they kind of use it for motivation but it is a risk and they're risk analysis is going to be inappropriate because they gave up power to see in order to do this asinine transition maneuver where we're sacrificed ourselves and the max or not so look into my face it's pitiful because he's going to sit there the whole time and I'm actually going to hold on to him and sit there and needle in like they are and you'll have a life after but what he grew up in and with it's just really awful if he knew about it and you look at him sometimes and he's just staring he's just waiting cuz he has to people harass them nobody really has a right to go around trying to get stuff we came by and he's standing right there if you messed my bike up it's going to hurt that's what he is implying but he didn't say it and there's a ton of people going around saying same stuff and it's horrible and this place is a mess our lives are a mess I just wanted to say that it's not right at all it's horrendously evil it's very illegal and he can believe it as others can but you should not be doing it and he also there's a mystery as to who caused the fires and who created who made it happen he's saying his people are blamed a little not much because someone else was seen doing it and we'd like to know who that is they said that it was Tommy F and his men it doesn't make a ton of sense but then again if they wore and they wreck each other he's the only one left makes a lot of sense
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Fingers crossed this is on anon!
Anyway. I think I'm in major denial. Figuring out labels has ways been hard for me and due to me knowing my family is not accepting of trans people, makes it harder.
I've always forced myself to be hyper feminine and it never felt right. Before a lot happened I was a very masc person. I'm learning to embrace that again. All my clothes are men's, I wear mens perfumes and deodorants, lotions, etc. Just those simple things make me beyond happy and euphoric. I dress very masc and it feels so me. I know clothing and such has no gender but you get what I mean. I feel like it's me. I grew out my body hair as I'm very hair for someone afab and I was ELATED because I looked like I had a Cis guys legs. I just want to be a guy. I found out recently that this terrible and sick feeling I get regarding my chest is the wonderful thing known as dysphoria/s. So I have chest dysphoria and I never knew it wasn't normal to get sick and have bad flutters when seeing your chest or knowing others see it...so there's that. I also have extreme dysphoria over periods and the idea of pregnancy horrifies me. Someone calling me a boy makes me have a rush of serotonin, but I'm too scared to use he/him pronouns. I got sad the other day knowing I could never be a biological dad because I'm afab...yeah anyway. I still am nervous to use the ftm label. What if I'm just a confused cis girl? I don't wanna be called a girl though. People saying stuff about how bad men are scares me too..I have a big worry of being a bad person and I've seen people especially terfs say shit like "don't become the enemy" and it hurts because I just wanna be myself and not be hated.
Sorry for the long ask. Any help is appreciated <3
It sounds like you're going through a lot in regards to this, and that can be very stressful to do (especially if you feel alone in it).
So, with regards to how you feel, I certainly empathize and really relate to everything you've said. For me, I was hyper-feminine in order to convince those (and by proxy myself) that everything was "normal" and that I was happy to be their little girl - even at my own expense. It was my tool and my shield, and it was really alienating. I truly disregarded how I felt in order to please the people around me and to keep them comfortable - I didn't want to rock the boat, after all. I get how you feel, friend, and honestly? All of my experiences taught me just how vital it is to live for yourself. And I think this is something you're starting to do. By doing the things that make you happy (such as wearing mens' clothing), I think you'll find that it's a little easier to accept who you want to be and who you are inside.
Something else I learned is that if you aren't comfortable in an identity, it most likely isn't who you are. If you're uncomfortable being seen/having to identify as a cis girl, that probably isn't the label for you! I get the paranoia surrounding this, though. I understand and empathize with how you feel, though I believe that you deserve to just let that fear go. If you find something that makes you happy, then that's more likely who you are! It made me so much more happy and calm and mentally well when I realized that I could just... be who I am instead of trying to force a round peg into a square hole by conforming to others' ideas of me.
And finally... nobody is "the enemy" with regards to being a man or being masculine-identified. That's a completely transphobic idea which honestly feels like a bad-faith interpretation of what it means to advocate for minorities' rights. Men aren't inherently predisposed to being awful people because that isn't how being an awful person works. Gender essentialism is not how we combat oppression, and it'll only come back to bite minorities. And it'll bite hard. We must advocate for each other, especially trans people. You aren't inherently a bad person because you recognize who you are. That is simply not how this works. You have a right to be you, and if that means you're a man, then that is okay.
And because I believe this is the same person who sent this anon:
I'm really proud of you! That's really special, and I hope this name is something that makes you happy! Never apologize for staying true to what makes you feel seen.
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𝑀𝑦 𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑃𝑡.2 (𝑆𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑤𝑎×𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)
Part One/ Part Three / Part Four
Pairing: Badboy! Park Seonghwa (Ateez)/ Reader (Female)
Genre: Angst, Fluff, College Au.
Summary: Y/N has no idea what to make of the mysterious Park Seonghwa. Does he really like her or is he simply playing with her?
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Flipping the light switches off, Y/N typed in the security code into the pin pad before closing the door behind her, the faint beeping from inside letting her know that the alarm was functioning properly. She honestly wondered at times about if anyone would ever think about robbing a coffee shop. Granted it made a lot of money during certain seasons, but unless you actually work in one, you probably wouldn't think so. Yet it was surprising to know it could make as much money as any famous fast food restaurant. Well.....with those sky high prices, it made sense.
She stopped and checked to make sure she had everything in her bag, not wanting to risk having left her keys inside and find out until she reached her apartment. Satisfied by the confirmation, she began her walk home. If it had been fall or winter, she would have seriously considered taking a bus, even though it wasn't that far away. But it was summer and thankfully there was still an hour left before the sun finally set. She truly believed she was lucky to have found a place to live that was close not only to her workplace, but also her school, even if it was a tiny studio apartment. She felt proud to say it was hers.
Feeling something tug on her sneaker, she looked down and realized one of her shoes was untied. She bent down and began tying it up again, carelessly placing her bag right next to her on the street. She was so focused on her task in front of her, she failed to notice the looming figure in front of her.
"You know anybody could just whisk away your bag and run at this moment?"
She snapped her head back up and saw Seonghwa standing in front of her, an amused smile on his face. He bent down and picked up her bag, dusting off the dirt that had gotten on the bottom part of it in the process.
"Tsk. Tsk. And here I thought you were a more.... what's the word? Meticulous person."
Y/N gave him a questioning gaze before standing up, quickly grabbing her bag from him.
"Not even a thank you?" Seonghwa shook his head.
"What are you still doing here? I thought you went home." Y/N said, clearly confused as to why he'd be there still.
Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at her.
"I thought I told you back in the shop that I'd see you later?"
Y/N recalled the moment, it did seem weird to her that he'd say that.
"Well doll, it's later......and I wanted to see you." He explained, a slight smirk tugging on the corners of his lips.
Y/N let out a tiny scoff.
"Why?"
Seonghwa blinked at her response.
"I thought I made myself clear the other day Y/N. I like you."
Y/N blushed slightly at the memory of him confronting her back in school. She was hoping the shadow from the building in front of her casted enough to hide it from him.
"And I said there would be plenty of time to get to know each other.....well I'm free right now and obviously so are you. So why don't we get something to eat? My treat."
He grinned at her, obviously not expecting her to turn down his offer. Any other girl wouldn't say no to Seonghwa. But Y/N wasn't any girl, and she wasn't about to say yes to someone she hardly knew. Especially not when he acted so strange for her liking.
"No thank you."
She quickly responded and took a step to walk away from him, but his hand reached out and stopped her from moving any further.
"Why not?" He asked.
Y/N tried to think of an excuse, any quick excuse to get out of this.
"I'm not hungry." Was the best thing she could think of.
The loud grumbling of her stomach was a dead giveaway of her fat lie. After working 8 hours straight with only a bowl of cereal for breakfast and a muffin on her only break, of course she was borderline starving and needed something in her stomach before it began eating itself. Her hands clutched her stomach, hoping to silence the obnoxious noise, but ultimately just making it more obvious.
Seonghwa looked down at her figure and snorted softly.
"Seriously, I know a really good place here that sells burgers and shakes. Are you really going to say no to free food?"
At this point she could either tell him to fuck off and stomp away home, but ultimately she'd leave even more hungry and would still have to whip up something on the stove that would take approximately half an hour or more. Or she could accept his offer, but it'd mean interacting with him, not that it was necessarily a bad thing, but she honestly didn't know what to make of him. He's been straightforward with her all this time, but how was she to know he was being serious? For all she knew, he could just be playing with her. After all, isn't that what all bad boys are known for?
Guess there was only one way to find out.
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Y/N looked around at the 50's themed diner she was in:
Black and white tiled floor that was so clean it almost looked slippery. Cherry red leather seats, either in the form of booths, tables or chairs on the front white counter that stretched at least 40 feet. An array of old records hanged on the wall, whether or not you could actually play them on a record player or if they were just flimsy decorations would forever be a secret. An old juke box was stationed in one of the corners of the counter currently playing The Beatles, its color combination of yellow and blue not quite appealing to the eyes. And of course, a pinball machine was placed near the entrance for kids to waste their quarters on. They even had a light blue 1955 convertible Chevrolet Bel Air for people to go take pictures of or with. At this point it wouldn't have surprised Y/N if waitresses came out of the kitchen in roller skates and started singing songs from Grease or Hairspray.
It became an even more ironic thought when she saw Seonghwa walk back to her with their food. Dressed in a white shirt, distressed jeans, black combat boots and black leather jacket with his hair slicked back, he could almost be a modern day Danny Zuko and for some reason, that thought made her bust a tiny giggle.
"What's so funny?" Seonghwa asked as he sat the tray down in front of her.
"Oh....nothing." She was not about to get caught.
Seonghwa looked at her funny, but ultimately decided not to pry.
"Here you go."
He slipped her food in front of her: a burger the size of her two hands and a 32 ounce chocolate shake with whipped chocolate and a cherry on the top. A well sized platter with regular fries and curly fries made it obvious that they were going to share them. She didn't mind though, the portions were so big she doubted she'd even finish half of it.
She dug into the food, her stomach thanking her for finally putting something in her body. She was so hungry that she didn't care if she was eating like how she usually ate when she was at home, messy and slobbish. She was halfway through her burger, when she caught Seonghwa just staring at her. That's when she started to feel self conscious. She quickly swallowed what was currently in her mouth and grabbed a napkin to wipe the corners of her mouth.
Seonghwa giggled at her.
"Don't worry about it. It's pretty refreshing to see a girl not care about how she looks like when she eats, and to actually eat. You have no idea how many girls I've brought here who only get salads and nothing else."
He cringed slightly at past memories of awful dates that make him wanna kick himself for even thinking they were attractive. He blamed himself though. He tended to only look at pretty faces and end up regretting it when he found out they were all self-centered, shallow, and prissy girls that just made his blood boil.
"Maybe that's why I like you. You're different."
He didn't even realize he said that out loud until she whipped her head up at him. He was stunned that he accidentally let that slip, but he was able to play it off coolly.
"How......how can you..... we've never even..?" Y/N couldn't even completely form her question but Seonghwa knew what she was referring to.
Sighing softly, he began:
"Well I'm going to sound like a total creep now but that's inevitable. It was a few months back, when you had changed majors and had to be transferred to our class..."
Seonghwa ignored the usual reprimand of the professor, telling him he was late again. As if he didn't do it on purpose. He just hated this class. It was undoubtedly one of the most boring subjects one could possibly take. He began to stare off into space, not even bothering to listen to what was being said.
He looked around at the familiar faces he saw in class, the same people from last year. Until a head of (insert hair color) hair caught his eye. She was definitely not there before. Seonghwa tried to think if he had ever seen her around before, but couldn't quite remember.
Unknowingly, he found himself staring at her more and more each time they had class together. He found out she had a habit of tapping her pen against her cheek when she was trying to concentrate, she kept everything in her bag organized and hardly socialized with anybody.
One time he followed her to her locker, just to briefly see what was inside of it. You can always tell a lot about a person based on how they decorate their locker. But Seonghwa only saw a few pictures of what he assumed was her family, few friends and a lot of sticky notes with motivational quotes written on them in various sharpie colors, with either stars or diamonds as decorations.
That just peeked his curiosity even more in trying to decipher who the mysterious girl was, and his curiosity turned to fondness for the girl, so he had no choice but to admit that he was attracted to her and wanted to get close to her.
"Wait. Is that why you were staring at me in class the other day?" Y/N asked after he told her all that.
"Took you long enough to notice too. You were so oblivious to it that it was kinda funny." He chuckled.
Y/N looked back at that moment and realized she still had so many questions left.
"But then why did you look angry after I looked away?"
Seonghwa shifted his position, sitting up straighter so he could look at her.
"Why? Cause you looked at me with such a bitch face and even rolled your eyes at me. I was kinda angry and hurt that you did that given how I feel about you." He explained.
Y/N looked at him confused.
"I did not roll my eyes at you."
"Uh....yeah. You did. You looked at me as if I was a bug or something." He corrected her.
"Well..... I was tired and hungry! I'm not in control of my actions or emotions when I'm in that state." She tried defending herself, feeling somewhat embarrassed that she had no control over her facial expressions.
"Yeah, I've noticed. You weren't all that happy 25 minutes ago when I asked you out on this date." Now it was Seonghwa's turn to roll his eyes at her previous behavior.
"This....this isn't a date!" Y/N exclaimed.
Seonghwa raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"Oh no? Do enlighten me then. What is this?"
Y/N thought about it for a moment.
"We are just 2 individuals, having a meal together and conversing." She stated.
"Why are we conversing though?" Seonghwa continued to pry.
Y/N hummed.
"Because you said you wanted to get to know me better?"
Seonghwa smiled at that.
"Sounds to me like a date then."
Y/N mentally face palmed. She practically walked into that one herself. She sighed as she picked up one of the fries and dipped it into her milkshake before eating it.
"And now I've learnt one more thing about you: we have similar tastes in eating."
Y/N watched as he mirrored her actions and dipped his fries in his strawberry milkshake. Y/N decided to just finish eating as soon as possible so she could go home early. The sun was starting to set and she didn't like walking home in the dark, even if rarely any crime happened in this neighborhood. She was planning on not saying anything else, but then something popped in her mind that made her ask:
"Wait a minute! The day after the.....incident." She began.
"You mean when you were a total bitch?" Seonghwa teased.
"Haha, funny." She threw a fry at him, causing Seonghwa to laugh even harder.
She had to admit though, he had a cute laugh.
"Anyways, the day afterwards, I heard 2 girls talking in the bathroom about you. They said that you were pissed off at me-"
"I kinda was." He interrupted her again.
"Let me finish!" She cried out rather annoyed.
Seonghwa bit his lip as he stifled another laugh. He found it adorable when Y/N got agitated.
"They made it sound like you were going to beat me up. Something about 'giving it to me'" She held up her fingers in quoting signals.
Seonghwa furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, trying to decipher what she meant. Then it hit him.
"Oh! No. Trust me, I wasn't going to beat you up. As for 'giving it to you' "
He mimicked her quotation signs, causing Y/N to glare at him for teasing her again.
"I was referring to the notepad you dropped. Remember? I gave it back to you?"
Now she face palmed literally as she realized she hadn't thought about that. And here she thought she was dead meat for sure.
"Was that why you were avoiding me the rest of the week? You actually believed I was going to fight you?"
Y/N swirled her milkshake with her straw, unable to look at Seonghwa in the eyes anymore.
"Y/N? I'm talking to you. You really believed that?"
The authority in his voice made her look up at him, his expression showing offense and indignation at the thought that she actually believed him capable of such a thing.
"Why would you think that?" He continued his interrogation.
"Well..... I don't know! Ok? Maybe cause I've heard so many rumors about you. You don't exactly have the best of reputations at school. Everyone says how you're...."
Her voice trailed off, afraid to finish her sentence, afraid to offend or hurt him in anyway .
"That I'm a delinquent? A criminal?"
Y/N blinked when he said that, as if he could read her mind.
"I know what people say about me, I'm not blind nor deaf to their gossip." He stated, not at all unfazed by what he often heard.
"So does that mean none of it is true?" She couldn't help but want the answer to her question.
"Well depends. Have I gotten into a lot of fights with other guys? Yes. Do I have a temper at times that gets me in trouble? Yes. Have I fucked a bunch of girls just for fun? Definitely. Do I smoke or drink often? I'm not denying it."
Seonghwa reached into his pocket and took out his lighter, twirling it around in his hand a few times so Y/N could get a glance at it before putting it back in his pants.
"But have I ever vandalized, stolen or done anything remotely illegal? No. Have I beaten someone up for no good reason? No."
Y/N listened to his words very carefully. She was amazed how he was calmly telling her all of this.
"And I most certainly have never even thought about lifting a finger against a woman. Especially not one I'm interested in." He confessed abruptly, causing Y/N to gulp her drink a little fast, nearly making her choke.
"I'm sorry." She apologized.
Seonghwa chuckled softly.
"Don't be. I get why you'd be scared. I just wish you'd get to know the real me......"
He reached his hand out and lightly brushed his finger on the top of her knuckles.
"Kinda like how I want to know you..."
The physical contact sent a weird feeling down her body. It was chilly, yet warm at the same time. She wanted to reach out and lace her fingers in his, and she would have, until a high pitched voice interrupted them.
"Seonghwa! Is that you?!"
They looked over to see a purple haired boy waving his hand in the air, as if his loud voice didn't make his presence already known. A pink haired boy was standing next to him, looking embarrassed as his friend jumped up and down. Having had enough of that, he pulled the boy by his arm and ran over to Seonghwa and Y/N's table.
"Hi! What a coincidence to see you here! Why didn't you tell us you would be here? You could have joined Yeosang and I. He promised to take me out to eat." He pulled whom Y/N assumed to be Yeosang closer to him.
The purple haired boy spoke so loud and fast Y/N had a hard time understand what he was saying.
"Promised? I was threatened." Yeosang replied, causing the other boy to let out a loud laugh, making Y/N think of a hyena.
"Hyung, where are your manners? Aren't you going to introduce us to your girlfriend?"
Seonghwa blushed and cleared his throat. It was the first time Y/N saw him get flustered and it was definitely funny.
"Y/N isn't my girlfriend-"
"Oh really? Great! Cause she's cute."
The boy wasted no time and held his hand out to her.
"My name is Wooyoung, I'm single, Bi, and I have a driver's license." He winked at her.
"For a moped." Yeosang corrected him.
Wooyoung sent a glare towards his friend.
"Y/N, these are my friends: Wooyoung and Yeosang. They go to our school, but you've probably never seen them cause they're a grade below us."
Y/N nodded and waved awkwardly at them.
"Yeosang, Wooyoung, this is Y/N. She's not my girlfriend, but she's off limits. Ok?" Seonghwa made sure to lock eyes with Wooyoung, silently warning him not to step any further into his territory.
"So if she's not your girlfriend, does that mean she's a fuck bud-"
Yeosang stepped on Wooyoung's foot, causing him to bend over in pain. Yeosang however smiled sweetly as if nothing happened.
"Anyways, it was nice seeing you Hyung. We wouldn't want to take up more of your time. Besides, we'll be seeing you tomorrow at Hongjoong's party. Right?"
Seonghwa nodded.
"You know I never pass up an opportunity to party."
"Will you bring Y/N with you?" Wooyoung asked, hoping she'd come.
Seonghwa looked over to Y/N, who tried to think of an answer.
"Uh... no thanks. I wasn't invited so-"
"Who cares? No one needs an invitation these days. It's a frat party anyways, a bunch of strangers end up coming in the end." Wooyoung insisted.
"I'll....think about it." Y/N knew she wouldn't.
"Ok! I'll take it as a yes. I'll see you guys tomorrow."
Taking a hold of Yeosang's hand, Wooyoung made his way over to another table, the pink haired boy already looking exhausted at the thought of spending at least 2 more hours with his highly energetic friend.
Y/N smiled softly at them. They were definitely an odd pairing, but they seemed to compliment each other.
"It's getting late. Want me to take you home?" Seonghwa asked her.
"It's fine. I can walk. It's not that far." She refused.
"I insist. I want to make sure you get there safely." He insisted.
Y/N smirked at him.
"Are you really concerned for my safety or do you just wanna find out where I live?"
Seonghwa's mouth dropped at her insinuation.
"I don't..... ok you got me there."
She chuckled at his reaction, but ultimately got up.
"Ok. Fine. Take me home. The worst you can possibly do is murder me and throw my body in a lake."
Seonghwa shook his head and picked up his jacket. He made sure to hold the door open for her when they went out. Y/N didn't even notice he had stopped walking until she heard him whistle behind her. Turning around, she saw him standing next to a black Harley-Davidson motorcycle. She raised her hands and gestured him to explain.
"I told you I was taking you home."
He tapped the seat.
"So come on. Hop on doll."
He began taking out the spare helmet for her to put on. She walked back to him and placed her hands on her hips.
"You kept it parked here the entire time?" She asked him.
"Uh huh." He responded.
Her face was full of shock.
"Did you know that I would say yes to coming here with you?"
"Well not exactly 'knew'.......more like....hoped."
He winked at her before placing the helmet above her head, making sure to strap it tightly.
"Safety first."
After putting on his own helmet, he got on the motorcycle and waited for her to get on. She awkwardly threw her leg over the seat and hesitated to wrap her arms around him. Seonghwa huffed and simply grabbed her wrists to put them on his stomach.
As soon as he started revving up the motorcycle, Y/N tightened her grip around him. Even through his shirt, she could feel rock solid abs underneath it. It made her wonder what he looked like without a shirt. The thought temporarily distracted her from the worry of actually riding in a motorcycle for the first time.
Sensing her fear, Seonghwa grabbed one of her hands and gave it a light squeeze.
"Don't worry doll. I'll keep you safe."
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*part 3 coming soon*
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pinn reviews - final fantasy xv
a long ramble about final fantasy fifteen that sort of looks like a review, as written by someone who finished the game fifteen minutes ago and needs to get these words out of his head. spoilers inbound.
i'm a pretty big fan of video games. i don't know what my first was, but it was probably either banjo and kazooie or mario kart 64, at my cousin's house when i was very small. i think that video games as a medium are so interesting, since the fact that video games are inherently interactive changes the way that they tell any story. it's a shame that despite loving video games so much, i'm absolutely terrible at them.
i'm absolute dogshit at video games. whenever i boot up something new, i always play on easy mode because. i'm that bad. unfortunately, this means that a lot of video games are simply. impossible for me to beat. that's fine, as at the moment i live with my good friend lizz, who is certifiably Good at Video Games, and so we've been playing video games together for a little bit now. typically this means that she will actually play the majority of the game while i sit with her and watch, but occasionally i'll have a go, but she'll end up with the controller as soon as a boss fight or puzzle or a mechanic i just can't seem to grasp shows up. we recently played through the entirety of the kingdom hearts series together, and this was an absolute blast of a time. i'm glad to say that i adore kingdom hearts now, and it's become one of my hyperfixations, which you might be able to tell from my icon. but we'd finished the kingdom hearts series, and we were left to move onto something else. we'd also played final fantasy 7 remake, so in my wisdom, i suggested that we play another final fantasy game.
we looked through the ff games that were already purchased on our consoles thanks to lizz's uncle, and eventually, we decided that we should play. all of them. however to start, we were going to play final fantasy xv, 15, and work our way backwards through the mainline, single-player games.
i'd heard that xv wasn't very good, but honestly, i was still quite curious. one person who i'd been following on twitter for years was pretty obsessed with the main party members, to the point where i knew their names and what-not even though i didn't have much of an idea what the game itself was about. i remember watching a video by supereyepatchwolf a few years ago about how the game sucked, but i couldn't remember much of the details, and i knew, based on my obsession with kingdom hearts, that xv had started as a different game called final fantasy versus xiiv. i don't know all the details about versus thirteen, but i do know that it was originally helmed by the creator of my beloved kingdom hearts, mr tetsuya nomura, and that after many years, the vast majority of the game was thrown out, nomura wasn't in charge any more, and the whole thing was rewritten and reworked, which sounds like a fairly rough development cycle. but so what, i don't care about gameplay. i want to play the video game with those cute guys that i see fanart of on twitter, and lizz seemed happy enough to play through it with me.
and so we started final fantasy xv. i've been told that since the game was practically dead on arrival, they threw in a bunch of new content and reworked a lot of the early game before i got my hands on it. so my gameplay started with a scene of the four guys fighting some demon dude on fire and they're all old and grotty. whatever, that cutscene ends and we're put into a combat tutorial. that's over and we're on the road in what looks to be central america, pushing a car.
our four leading lads are noctis, the prince of the lucis empire, his best friend prompto, his bodyguard, gladio, and his chef and other things, ignis. i do quite like the main four members of the party in xv. prompto is quite easily my favourite, voiced by robbie daymond of goro akechi fame and with a bunch of fun little animations and quips that make him very likeable. he gets extremely excited at the idea of riding chocobos and has what i considered the best scene of the game, where he and noctis meet on a motel rooftop and discuss prompto's imposter syndrome, since he's only part of noctis' official retinue as his best friend. noctis is a fairly typical main protagonist, he's in love with a woman he hasn't seen in eight years and needs to go marry her or something, i don't care. gladio is a tough macho man with a mullet who wears leather jackets and wields a greatsword, and is apparently only 22, which is at least 10 years younger than i assumed. ignis is a strategist and chef, who takes on the most authoritative role and constantly tells noctis to not drive his car at night. i was not a fan of ignis at the start, but he grew on me, especially with how hard the game hit me with his personal arc. the four boys are off, driving to noctis' wedding in a different country across the desert when their car breaks down. we then run into the first issue of the game.
cindy is a mechanic. she also has her ass and tits out constantly, like your sleazy uncle's shirt with a naked woman was instead semi-alive as a video game person. she fixes your car and acts fairly sexual and it's just like. why do we have to do this. aren't we over overtly sexualised women in video games who have no reason for the way they dress other than the character designer was horny? whatever, i like women as much as the next guy, but cindy's design just. makes me feel so uncomfortable.
anyways you get to do a little driving around with the boys, until you stay the night before catching the boat to your fiance. overnight, you find out that noctis' kingdom has been basically destroyed by an invading empire called niflheim, and practically everyone noctis knows, including his father, are dead. you learn that noctis and his bride to be are also assumed dead, with noctis hearing his own death announcement on the radio. the game has a bunch of added cutscenes that are actually footage from the three-hour-long prequel movie that came out after the game, are extremely hard to follow and honestly i had no idea what i was looking at. anyways, noctis' family is dead, so it's time to do some hunting sidequests.
that brings us to the combat, i suppose. rather than the turn-based or even active turn-based combat that the series is known for, xv opts for more modern action rpg-styled combat. i was, naturally, terrible at this, but i managed to get around it with the fact that. it is almost impossible to die in this video game, provided you have enough items. the game allows you so much time to heal yourself that there's practically no way to have your entire party wipe unless you're doing absolutely terrible, and even then, your party members will probably try and heal you themselves before that happens. lizz tells me that the combat is boring, you just push the same button over and over and then you win. i do appreciate that, for someone like me who is terrible at reading enemy movements, there is a giant button that pops up on screen that tells you when to push the block button, but even then i was prone to fucking it up. whether that's the bad game design or my terrible gaming abilities is up to you to decide. anyways, the game is fairly easy but has annoying combat, your teammates limit breaks will only land about 50% of the time (or never, if you are gladio) and i was still bad at it, so i didn't have all that much fun.
instead of an active levelling system, the game will only tally your character's level ups when you either make camp or visit a hotel. camping is, in my opinion, the only saving grace of this game. each time you make camp, you get to see the characters doing fun little camping activities together and just hanging out, ignis will cook up a new meal in a dramatic fashion and everyone will compliment him and eat it off their coleman's branded plates, it's just very fun. you also get to see what pictures prompto has taken, which is one of my favourite gameplay features. prompto's passion is photography, and while i support him in this wholeheartedly, his picture taking skills are, quite frankly, awful. the game will randomly take shots while you're on the move, which leaves you with a delightful selection of awkward poses, characters hidden behind bushes, pictures taken while someone is half-dead in combat, and snaps where the natural lighting absolutely makes it impossible to tell what's going on. it's hilarious and going through prompto's collection of photos each night is honestly the best part of the game. we managed to wind up with a few shots that, even despite being scripted events, turned out absolutely terrible, and i will cherish those forever.
anyways, since noctis' father and fiance are dead, that leaves him the king of lucis. the only important person to make it out of the capital alive tells you to drive to the middle of nowhere, where he randomly springs on you. hey. go into a bunch of these dungeons and absorb a bunch of swords, this is your destiny as king and how you will defeat the empire. noctis goes, uh, alright i guess, and you're set loose again to wander around for a bit collecting the 'royal arms'. this plot point wasn't explained well but hey, whatever, we're collecting the glowy swords and that's fine.
you're introduced at some point to ardyn, the main antagonist. he's old, kind of groady and wears a fedora. he's a dick to you and talks about his automobeeel. apparently my friend miri thinks he's hot, she is wrong.
i can't remember what happens specifically but you're told that your fiance is still alive and in fantasy venice, and she's talking to the gods on your behalf to borrow their powers. there's a mission where you follow some purple trees that are electric, and you do that i guess. i enjoyed riding the chocobos around, but couldn't care much for the plot at this point. ardyn leads you to a volcano, where you fight a giant lava god. he tries to step on you and i, a denizen of the internet and with an active fear of foot fetishists, was extremely uncomfortable. noctis becomes friends with foot man and a lightning god who lived in those trees, and ardyn steals your car.
very upset by this, noctis and his gang risk everything to sneak into a military base and steal it back. because this is a video game, this works out fine.
there's a little mining city which is all about Girl Power, because all the Women run the Mining Industry like Girl Bosses, and you hang around there for a bit. because all the women are so Empowered, they wear bikinis all the time with overalls over the top. gladio decides he needs to fuck off for a bit, i have no idea what he does since i haven't played the dlc, and then he comes back with another scar. you hang out with his sixteen year old sister, who has a crush on the engaged and 20-year old noctis, and then you drive her to a lighthouse. when she's in your party, she can't really fight, but she gets a pink chocobo and i thought that was very cute. we turned out own chocobo white and lizz named him 'jones' after a mount she has in ffxiv.
eventually, you have a long boat ride over to fantasy venice. this is the part where the game stops being 'fun with a few issues in combat and a rushed and poorly told story.' the open world, which was a main feature with a bunch of little areas to find where noctis can fish, little hunting sidequests and random photo spots where prompto takes touristy photos, is now gone, and it will not return for the entire rest of the game. you can 'go back in time', but the open world was the most enjoyable part of the game, and it kind of really sucks that the main story doesn't let you have any more freedom like that.
after arriving in fantasy venice, you have a talk with fantasy hillary clinton and beg her to let your girlfriend summon a god into the middle of her city. hillary agrees, and you don't get to meet up with your fiance, because even if the game is constantly telling you how much noctis loves her, there is. barely any interactions between the two in the entire game. from what i can tell, they met when noctis was a child and they haven't seen each other in ten years but are still fantasy dog pen-pals. noctis marrying her was supposed to make an alliance or something like that, but her brother has betrayed her to the army. noctis' girlfriend is also an oracle, which means she can heal people, i guess? everyone talks about how important she is and she's constantly telling people that she needs to use her powers to help noctis but she's practically a non-entity.
as can be expected of most female love interests in a game primarily focused on men, noctis' fiance is killed while summoning a god for noctis to befriend. noct gets very mad about this, and turns super saiyan and kills the god back, but his girlfriend is dead and that's super sad you guys. there's a beautiful prerendered cutscene where she says goodbye to noctis but since we barely know her, and we've only been told over and over that they're in love without anything to actually well, show this, it didn't have much of an impact. fantasy venice is destroyed, and ignis is blinded while trying to help calm the giant raging god.
iggy's blindness and how the game makes you account for this and grow to care for him was one of the highlights, in my opinion, as well as crushingly depressing. while i'm not disabled and have no right to say if this was 'good disabled representation' or anything like that, i believe that the game handles it decently enough. the group falls apart as noctis is upset about his girlfriend, gladio is extremely mad that noctis won't care for ignis, and prompto just wants everyone to get along. there's a mission where gladio constantly yells at you passive aggressive things to noctis about how he's a cunt for running, which is obnoxious, but the character arc itself is fairly strong. when you make camp, ignis can't cook anymore, so everyone eats cup noodles in a depressing ass cutscene. ignis remains in your party for the rest of the game despite his disability, and he doesn't magically regain his sight like other fantasy media would do, which at the very least i think is good. i'm not sure what the opinion of actual disabled people is of the character, considering how often disabled characters are either turned into misery porn to make the abled audience be glad that isn't them and if ignis' arc falls into this trap, but i hope that it wasn't handled too poorly, as that would just be another terrible mark in this game's list of bad moves.
the characters eventually make it to the evil empire's capital, which is abandoned and filled with daemons. the characters learn that ardyn is super evil and taught the king of the empire how to turn humans into daemons, which has now happened to the entire city. the 'magitek suits', presumed to be enchanted armour that fights as the empire's infantry, actually house the souls of the human-turned daemons. honestly i like this as a plot point but the game handles it pretty terribly. there could have been more lead up to this, the explanation is pretty lacking, and prompto's Big Plot Twist is. terribly handled. turns out that prompto was born in the empire and was going to be one of those empty soldier daemons, but he was rescued by people belonging to noctis' empire. not that the game tells you that. instead, prompto goes 'turns out i'm one of ... them' and Does Not Elaborate. The game doesn't tell you shit, not about prompto's past, not about how he feels about this, not about how anyone else feels about this either because the other party members just go 'oh that sucks, good thing you're not evil' and the scene ends. robbie daymond tries so hard to sell these terrible, terrible lines, and it almost entirely fails, i'm so sorry prompto. fortunately because i'm a nosy ass, i read prompto's wikia page and knew the plot twist ahead of time, because i don't think i would have even registered it if i didn't.
anyways everyone in the evil empire is dead and ardyn starts talking about how he's immortal and an ancient king of noctis' country but the gods thought he sucked because he's too evil. i missed most of this because the cats got the zoomies and were dashing across the couch right in the middle of his speech so i can't tell you anything else. noctis tries to get a big magic crystal to fight him and instead. gets schlorped inside.
TEN YEARS LATER
yes then ten years actually pass while noctis is asleep. the game shows this by switching the head on noctis' character model to have a beard, but that's it, no changes in animations or whatever. the sky is permanently night and only one human civilisation remains, the rest destroyed by daemons. as a plot point, this ends up feeling. extremely worthless. why was noctis asleep for ten whole goddamn years? so we can wake up and go 'damn it sucks out here'. but it's barely even a like, incentive to fix everything, because you have a long talk with a former child you were friends with where he talks about how humanity is still going fine and everyone's okay and the world has moved on without you. it feels. pointless. when you meet up with your party members, they are exactly as you left them, only with slightly different character models. there is no change in the voice performance, the character's movements or how they talk to show that they've been without you for ten years. they barely mention it. i'm just. so confused as to why they decided that a ten year timeskip was the way to go? since nothing really changes, couldn't you have made it like, two years? one year? six months?? have the characters react a little more? something??? at least if it was only a year or so i wouldn't have to deal with the fact that noctis looks like norman reedus with his shitty facial hair now.
anyways after that there's a bunch of long and boring boss fights. you fight some dead kings for some reason, your party members get a little bit to talk about how cool they are and how much they love noctis, and then you meet up with ardyn. there's another boring boss fight and god this was only a few hours ago but it's already gone from my head. you summon the gods and the old kings to beat the shit out of him after you both go super saiyan again? there's incredible music but it feels barely earned and just kind of eh. anyways, noctis dies, which was the price of using the crystal of light or whatever the fuck. his ghost marries his fiance's ghost finally, and they smile as they look at one of prompto's pictures. you can pick any picture you want to go here, and then the credits roll, showing all of the pictures you saved of prompto's shots. showing me all the pictures at the end is honestly lovely, but it really only served to remind me of how much more fun the game was in the first half. and that's the end, of final fantasy xv.
so what did i think of the story? it's terribly cobbled together and struggles to get you to feel anything and play out all the plot beats. you feel awful for the countless employees who spent years working on the beautiful cutscenes only to have them be in this game, which sucks and the story barely gets through. there were parts that i enjoyed, mostly the thing about the daemons being people, but honestly the rest of it is a mess. it's hard to follow at the best of times and just awkward and terribly written at the worst. the ending is cheap, and it doesn't feel like you've actually accomplished anything. i left that game feeling numb and empty, sad that i'd wasted so much time to end up with such a colossal failure of a conclusion.
i had fun with the game when it was my four little guys running around doing sidequests and camping together. after the midway point of the game, there's none of that, and you're bogged down into a plot that just pushes you from point a to point b and boring overlong bossfight to boring overlong bossfight. the character moments between your party are a lot of fun, but the second you hit fantasy venice, everything is pretty much on rails and you can't do anything except what the game tells you explicitly to do.
should you play this game? no lol. if anything i've mentioned about the story interests you, you'll be better off watching a lore video or reading the wiki. if you do want to play it after all that, just don't proceed after the myrthril refining quest, it's pretty much all downhill from there. will i play the dlc? unlikely, i think lizz and i will just watch a cutscene movie of those.
this game left me feeling empty and numb and not in a fun way. i wanted, so, so hard to like this game, and it all crashed around me in a beautifully overproduced and confusingly written cascade. i love you prompto, but even your cute little freckly face and terrible photography can't save this trainwreck of a game.
tl;dr - final fantasy xv sucks. i hope that 13, our next ff game, will be better.
#ramble#review type thing#did you read all of this? im impressed#i did not proofread#so if its a mess#just pretend thats a meta commentary about the game itself#i wrote this for like an hour trying to understand the feelings this game gave me#final fantasy xv
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Giorno and stimming! <3
I just wanted to make a post about the different stims Giorno has and how the gang might feel about it ^^ these are just headcanons so please don't be mad or anything <3
Also btw I've mentioned this before I think but after Giorno gets more comfortable in the gang he feels more comfortable showing his more visibly autistic traits such as his stims ^^ anyways, enjoy!
Stims
When Giorno gets really happy he tends to flap his hands alot. Sometimes if it's something really exciting he'll clap his hands or even start hopping up and down.
He also tends to chew alot if he's happy, like straws or pencils but he does have a few chew stim toys he likes to use. He doesn't chew in front of the others because normally chewing is seen as a bad thing but he does tend to chew his straws when he's eating out some place.
He doesn't normally like to repeat words, as a child whenever he'd repeat things he was called annoying. Sometimes he does find himself repeating things but he tends to stop himself out of instinct.
He stims alot when someone allows him to info dump.
He has alot of froggy stim toys he uses!
When Giorno's really mad he starts to pace around his room and he might punch something with gold experience. He tries to combat this with just using a stress ball though as he doesn't want to accidentally hurt someone
Giorno also starts to mutter "muda" alot when he's mad. Like under his breath beucase he really wants to just punch something but repeating "muda" helps him calm down a bit.
When confused Giorno does that thing Dio does where he rotates his pointer finger on the side of his head, it doesn't hurt of course cuz he's just doing it out of confusing, also of course he doesn't bleed like dio.
When Giorno is sad or uncomfortable he tends to mess with his hands and also mess with his braid alot, like just trying to comfort himself somehow.
"Muda" is his stim word
When Giorno is just watching tv or listening to something he tends to just rock back in forth.
Sometimes hearing a song from his childhood or song in Japanese makes Giorno flap his hands alot.
He can't deal with alot of yelling, it messes with his senses and drives him crazy so he stims alot when he's feeling he's about to have a meltdown.
When he does have a meltdown his body just crumbles and he sits on the floor rocking and forth moving his hands about, Giorno does have really violent meltdowns sometimes but Bruno always comforts him afterwards.
How the gang reacts to it
Bruno
Bruno finds Giorno's stims to be endearing and helps him understand how Giorno might be feeling since Giorno doesn't tell people how he feels much.
Bruno one of the only ones who takes Giorno's little hints when he's talking about it (cuz he hints towards his autism he doesn't say it put right) so Bruno does some research and he tends to notice when Giorno stims more.
He's really kind about it too, he never shames Giorno for it or points it out since he knows for Giorno it's completely natural so he's super kind about it.
He stops Abbacchio when he's being rude to Gio about it.
When ever Giorno has a meltdown he just tries his best to make him feel comfortable afterwards since he tries to just give him his space when he's having it. He makes him chocolate pudding and they watch movies together!
Abbacchio
Abbacchio is an ass about it though, he notices it rather quickly. He doesn't comment on Giorno's stims often it's more like he'll just call Giorno "weird"
When he does comment on his stimming it's mostly in a rude way like, if Giorno starts hopping he'll say something like "geez you move more than Narancia, ugh."
Sometimes he just straight up makes Giorno stop, like if he's rocking back and forth he'll tell him to just stop just cuz he finds Gio annoying
One day Abbacchio is being particularly rude that day and he makes a really fucking rude comment on it that just makes Giorno feel awful, he doesn't show it but everyone can tell it bothered him. Bruno probably has a long talk with Abbacchio after that and explains why Giorno does certain things and Abbacchio feels so bad for it.
He makes it up to him by taking him to go see the frogs and letting Giorno tell him everything about them. They also get some food:)
Mista
Mista's chill.
He actually doesn't notice at first but when he does he brings it up but not in a rude way.
He'll be like "oi Gio have you ever noticed you clap your hands when your happy? I like that about you" and then he just gives the biggest smile ever.
Or when Giorno's feeling uncomfy or upset about something he'll say "You're messing with your hands again, what's wrong dude?"
Mista probably buys Giorno stim toys along with Trish and Narancia!
He's probably the one to give Giorno certain comfort items and loves giving Giorno comfort hugs and long talks.
Narancia
THE BIGGEST SWEETHEART!!
He's just,,,so kind,,,,
Sometimes he mimics Gios stims as a sorta bonding thing? Like if Giorno starts flapping his hands so will Narancia.
He loves seeing Giorno be happy stim! It just makes him feel at home.
At first Giorno thinks the mimicking is being done to make fun of him but quickly he realizes that it's just a friendly thing and Narancia just wants to bond with Giorno in anyway.
Loves to buy Giorno stim toys and stuffed animals! He always tries to get the frog ones for Giorno!
Narancia does point out his stims sometimes but like Mista it's not in a rude way he'll just say something like "Giorno's happy!" :D
Narancia actually finds Giorno's stims to be fun :)
Fugo
Him and Bruno are the only one who get Giorno's hints although Fugo knew something was different about Giorno right away but he doesn't want to make any assumptions. When Giorno gave the hints though he knew immediately.
So since Fugo knows why Giorno stims he doesn't comment on them like at all.
He sees it as a completely normal thing (cuz it is) so he gives no reaction to it
He does like seeing Giorno be happy though since it's a rare sight.
Trish
She's not rude about it at first just, semi not too good with it
It's just in public she'll tell Giorno not to stim, not out of rudeness but just because she knows people will judge him.
After awhile she does stop saying that and basically goes "fuck what people think, do what makes you happy now!"
Loves shopping for stim toys with Mista and Narancia since it's a nice experience and they love making Giorno feel comfortable.
Anyways those were just my headcanons! I hope you enjoyed! <333
#jojo's bizzare adventure golden wind#autistic giorno#giorno giovanna#bruno buccellati#leone abbacchio#guido mista#narancia ghirga#pannacotta fugo#trish una#austistic headcanon#headcanons#headcanon#stimming
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Final Fantasy 7 Remake: A Fresh Take On An Old Classic
In recent years there's been a bit of an over correction when it comes to FF7's reputation, it may not be the best game ever made in my and many others eyes but it's for damn sure one of the best JRPGs out there. So when FF7 Remake was announced I was skeptical to say the least when it came to Square trying to strike gold twice, especially given the state of modern day Square. Well I've sat down and beat the game and I can confidently say that, for the most part, it's a fantastic remake that compliments the original game in almost every way. For those who don't know, FF7R re-imagines the broad strokes of around the first third of the first disc of the original game (the original having been split on to three separate discs), with certain changes that I won't spoil here. Honestly seeing that first intro cutscene beautiful recreated with modern graphics sunk me right back into my 10 year old body, feeling that same sense of awe and wonder I felt all those years ago. The game focuses on the beginning Midgar portion of the story which originally ran 5-6hrs but has now been stretched into a full 40hr experience, but this extra time spent in Midgar isn't put to waste. You really feel for the many of the side characters and the citizens of Midgar in a way that wasn't really possible in the original opening few hours of the original game. Every area has been reconstructed and improved from the original game. There's nothing quite like entering an area of the game that I remember from my childhood and seeing is meticulously recreated down to the finest details. The game also introduces side-quests that help you gain extra EXP and items as wells as help you understand the everyday lives and plights of the people living in the slum areas of the city.
Square did a better job than I could have hoped for re-imagining the game. The gameplay is tight, responsive and satisfying with a combat system that's clearly a welcome update and refinement of the FF15 battle system. The music has been beautifully re-orchestrated with some absolutely fantastic new arrangements and compositions. The original composer and soul of the FF series himself, Nobuo Uematsu, even composed a whole new theme for the game. And the visuals really bring to light the absolute beauty of the world around you as well as the all of the original casts fantastic new redesigns. One aspect I didn't see coming though was the surprisingly well written script which updates the dialogue of the original game in some fantastic ways that I don't want to spoil here. Now while the games does many and I mean MANY things well, there's one aspect of the game that will no doubt divide old school fans which the revealed in the end game. I'd like to talk a about it here but I'll put up a spoiler warning for anyone who doesn't want to be spoiled.
SPOILERS!!!
One new element of the the game that peaked many fans interest before the game came out were these phantom like creatures called Whispers. As we play through the game it is revealed that these creatures are arbiters of fate, ensuring that nothing and strays from their predetermined destiny. This opens ups some rather interesting places this for this game to go in the future but unfortunately, aside from the potential of a separate timeline and characters like Zack and Biggs being alive, I feel this theme of density just muddies the waters of the original stories message. It's no secret that I don't consider Square's golden boy Tetsuya Nomura, director of FF7R, to be a very competent writer or director outside of a few exceptions and it feels as though these Whispers and interjections about destiny are his doing. But I don't want to put all the blame on him, Kazushige Nojima(who was one of the writers of the original FF7) also seems to lean on this theme of destiny in most of his stories as well. These same themes can seen in other games they've worked on, most notably in the Kingdom Hearts series for Nomura and FF13 and FF15 for Nojima. This obsession with having a concept as ambiguous as density be the crux behind every event in the story completely takes away from the agency of all the characters and dilutes the critical explorations into capitalism, classism, and environmentalism that the original game emphasized. Destiny, in the case of the FF7 story, just seems like a lazy and unnecessary cop out way to simply write in anything they want without actually giving a proper reason for it being there within the existing themes of the original story. Just simply write it off as "destiny".
SPOILERS OVER!!!
While the original game still holds the number one spot in my heart, FF7R is a fantastic experience that everyone should check out. While I wouldn't call it a replacement for the original (primarily because this in reality only covers about 10% of the original games story while also taking major liberties with said story) it's a wonderful companion piece that I definitely see myself playing for a longtime to come and I can’t wait to see where thing go from here.
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Final Fantasy 7 Remake: A Fresh Take On An Old Classic
In recent years there's been a bit of an over correction when it comes to FF7's reputation, it may not be the best game ever made in my and many others eyes but it's for damn sure one of the best JRPGs out there. So when FF7 Remake was announced I was skeptical to say the least when it came to Square trying to strike gold twice, especially given the state of modern day Square. Well I've sat down and beat the game and I can confidently say that, for the most part, it's a fantastic remake that compliments the original game in almost every way. For those who don't know, FF7R re-imagines the broad strokes of around the first third of the first disc of the original game (the original having been split on to three separate discs), with certain changes that I won't spoil here. Honestly seeing that first intro cutscene beautiful recreated with modern graphics sunk me right back into my 10 year old body, feeling that same sense of awe and wonder I felt all those years ago. The game focuses on the beginning Midgar portion of the story which originally ran 5-6hrs but has now been stretched into a full 40hr experience, but this extra time spent in Midgar isn't put to waste. You really feel for the many of the side characters and the citizens of Midgar in a way that wasn't really possible in the original opening few hours of the original game. Every area has been reconstructed and improved from the original game. There's nothing quite like entering an area of the game that I remember from my childhood and seeing is meticulously recreated down to the finest details. The game also introduces side-quests that help you gain extra EXP and items as wells as help you understand the everyday lives and plights of the people living in the slum areas of the city.
Square did a better job than I could have hoped for re-imagining the game. The gameplay is tight, responsive and satisfying with a combat system that's clearly a welcome update and refinement of the FF15 battle system. The music has been beautifully re-orchestrated with some absolutely fantastic new arrangements and compositions. The original composer and soul of the FF series himself, Nobuo Uematsu, even composed a whole new theme for the game. And the visuals really bring to light the absolute beauty of the world around you as well as the all of the original casts fantastic new redesigns. One aspect I didn't see coming though was the surprisingly well written script which updates the dialogue of the original game in some fantastic ways that I don't want to spoil here. Now while the games does many and I mean MANY things well, there's one aspect of the game that will no doubt divide old school fans which the revealed in the end game. I'd like to talk a about it here but I'll put up a spoiler warning for anyone who doesn't want to be spoiled.
SPOILERS!!!
One new element of the the game that peaked many fans interest before the game came out were these phantom like creatures called Whispers. As we play through the game it is revealed that these creatures are arbiters of fate, ensuring that nothing and strays from their predetermined destiny. This opens ups some rather interesting places this for this game to go in the future but unfortunately, aside from the potential of a separate timeline and characters like Zack and Biggs being alive, I feel this theme of density just muddies the waters of the original stories message. It's no secret that I don't consider Square's golden boy Tetsuya Nomura, director of FF7R, to be a very competent writer or director outside of a few exceptions and it feels as though these Whispers and interjections about destiny are his doing. But I don't want to put all the blame on him, Kazushige Nojima(who was one of the writers of the original FF7) also seems to lean on this theme of destiny in most of his stories as well. These same themes can seen in other games they've worked on, most notably in the Kingdom Hearts series for Nomura and FF13 and FF15 for Nojima. This obsession with having a concept as ambiguous as density be the crux behind every event in the story completely takes away from the agency of all the characters and dilutes the critical explorations into capitalism, classism, and environmentalism that the original game emphasized. Destiny, in the case of the FF7 story, just seems like a lazy and unnecessary cop out way to simply write in anything they want without actually giving a proper reason for it being there within the existing themes of the original story. Just simply write it off as "destiny".
SPOILERS OVER!!!
While the original game still holds the number one spot in my heart, FF7R is a fantastic experience that everyone should check out. While I wouldn't call it a replacement for the original (primarily because this in reality only covers about 10% of the original games story while also taking major liberties with said story) it's a wonderful companion piece that I definitely see myself playing for a longtime to come and I can’t wait to see where thing go from here.
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She likes Spring, I prefer Winter [WR x Diakko royalty au chapter 1]
This was supposed to be a one shot but halfway through I gave up and divided it in parts. You can read it here or on ao3
Atlas, unlike the other three kingdoms in remnant, maintained the monarch rule under the jurisdiction of Jacques Schnee. The Schnee Dust Company is the largest producer of Dust in all of remnant. Dust enables the people of remnant their daily life and protects them from the creatures of Grimm. Jacques Schnee, current ruler of Atlas and CEO of SDC, has the entire Atlas military wrapped around his fingers under the command of General James Ironwood, making him the most powerful man in all of remnant. It should be illegal for any man, king or no king, to wield that much power. Ruby rifles through the rest of the files on her scroll.
Jacques Schnee has three offsprings, all of them were set to inherit a part of his Monopoly on power once they came of age. His firstborn was Military Specialist Winter Schnee, Ruby has had way too many close encounters with Atlas military to remember the intimidating posture of Winter Schnee. His youngest was Whitley Schnee, he appears to be a regular person, or as regular as a Schnee prince would be. It seems however that he lacks the talent in summoning that both of his sisters wield.
The middle child and the heiress of Jacques kingdom was Princess Weiss Schnee, the object of tonight's contract. Ruby studies the face that she had seen a thousand times on scrolls, giving speeches on stadiums or simply accompanying her father on political events.
White hair that cascades down her back in a long side ponytail with a glass tiara on top of her hair. Frost blue eyes, similar to her sister's, stare at the camera haughtily in pride or in defiance, Ruby couldn't tell. She looks delicate, like a porcelain doll that would break under your touch. Every bit of the fairytale princess Ruby imagined her to be.
"Miss Rose, I need you to track down the group of assailants." Ruby looked up from her scroll, to the duchess across the wooden table.
Diana Cavendish, the sole heir to the Cavendish line and Cavendish Medical Group. From what Ruby understands of Atlas Politics, their family is the second largest influence in Atlas. Even in what Ruby assumed to be her casual clothes, as casual as proper decorum would allow a duchess, Diana Cavendish looks terribly out of place in a run down tavern in the lower part of the city. Next to her sat a brunette with crimson eyes glaring at Ruby. Ruby recognized her as Atsuko Kagari, one if not the best huntress of their generation.
"So uhh... your grace. Can you tell me how the abduction happened?" Ruby twiddles with her scroll. Diana was gorgeous albeit a bit intimidating, every bit of the noblewoman expected of her. She had sharp features but with the blonde tea green hair framing her face, it looks disarming. She had a thumb beneath her chin and a thoughtful look on her as she goes to recount the events earlier.
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"Akko!" Diana's voice echoed through the alleyway as she fought through the onslaught of enemies in white masks. They were singling Akko out, backing her away from Diana and Weiss fighting with their backs against each other. Klein, Weiss' butler was down. Diana shouldn't be this worried, Akko was a huntress, a graduate from Luna Nova Academy even, before being her personal guard. Akko is yet to use her semblance and with Claiomh Solais, Akko's weapon that could take on many forms, Diana is confident they wouldn't be able to subdue the brunette easily.
Diana grips Excalibur, her weapon, by the hilt. A sword of ice that can freeze everything it wounds. It was a pleasant accompaniment for her semblance but the pre-requisite for her summoning is nowhere to be found. Summoning is a common hereditary semblance for the upper echelon of Atlas. It symbolize the family's pride and noble blood descendant from the magic of the ancients. Where Weiss could summon any enemy she bested in combat, Diana could summon the spirit of those she healed given that she has water to summon it from. The stark differences and similarity in their semblances were so telling of their family histories, they rarely brought it up.
Weiss and Diana were holding their ground, facing the enemy with their backs against each other. There were just so many of the enemy that whenever they strike down one, three more would take it's place. There was barely room to fight without hitting each other with their swords.
"Weiss, we have to get out of here." Diana hissed at her friend, who just casually rolled her eyes at Diana.
"Don't you think I know that? These mangy beasts smell an awful lot like animal dung." Weiss fired another volley of fire dust towards the masked assailants as Diana parries and thrust her way towards Akko's direction.
"I really don't think it's wise for you to say that. They have incredible hearing." Diana shook her head at her friend. Weiss can be a bit too much sometimes. Suppose it was the Schnee upbringing talking.
"Oh, trust me, Dia. I meant for them to hear." Weiss smirks at Diana and created a glyph to act as Diana's cover. "Go get your girlfriend. We'll talk about you two snogging later. I'll deal with these losers."
"Be safe." Diana nods her way and continues to try and ease the attacks on Akko.
Unlike with her and Weiss, the masked assailants were in no way careful, nor do they have any intention of holding back for the sake of capture. Diana could feel the murderous intent coming off of them. Their attacks on Akko came with the intent to kill. Akko was panting, surrounded but her grip on the sword version of Claiomh Solais was firm. Akko saw her coming, nodding in understanding and then the tell tale blinding light of Akko activating her semblance distracts them all as an elephant emerges from the light, brandishing the ax version of the Claiomh Solais, bashing people against the wall. Diana hacked and slashed through the never ending spur of people, one tried to grab her hair and pulled her backwards towards the direction of another Faunus wielding a club.
"Diana! Watch out!" Weiss projected a hastily summoned glyph to protect Diana's head from being bludgeoned by a club, getting caught off guard herself by a blow from a bull Faunus that rendered Weiss unconscious.
"Weiss!" Diana watched, struggling against the hold on her, as the bull Faunus passed the unconscious princess onto another Faunus who materialized out of thin air, sprinting out of their sight. The one holding her poised for another strike when Akko, the elephant charged, disregarding the other Faunus trying to get to her, waving and hitting them with the blunt end of the ax. The elephant trampled over Diana's captors and scooped up the duchess using her trunk, placing her gently on her back, taking off after the captor. But they were too late, the fleeing Faunus were everywhere but the one who Diana saw carrying Weiss' limp frame was gone.
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"Anyone wants to enlighten me why the two most targeted heiress of Atlas is wandering around in the slums of the city without proper security?"
"Weiss and I always had these trips to see how the lower echelon of Atlas fairs with the changes in the economy. It's one of the things that makes a difference you know, knowing your country firsthand rather than from some servant." Diana explains patiently to Ruby who was a bit surprised by that revelation. To her, Weiss Schnee was nothing more than a spoiled brat with a silver tiara on her head and was born with a golden spoon on her mouth. At least that's what she hears from Blake, her teammate.
"It doesn't explain why you two are without proper security." Ruby pointed out. No matter how noble the intention, it was still reckless and something she didn't expect from the Duchess. The brunette, sitting next to the duchess, straightened up and met Ruby's eyes.
"I'm Atsuko Kagari, Diana's head of security and personal bodyguard." The brunette extends a hand that Ruby shook. "The princess recently fired her personal security and we were forced to take Klein, the butler, with us. He was past his prime. I'm a trained huntress myself, Miss Rose and while the duchess and the princess are easily the two most powerful summoners in Atlas, you also know that a huntress can encounter certain difficulties when it comes to a job." Ruby nods to that and takes a sip of her strawberry daiquiri.
"I've heard of you, Miss Kagari and Claiomh Solais. You singlehandedly rescued all of Atlas from the threat of a wyvern." Ruby tried not to sound so excited. From what she heard of the legendary weapon, it can turn into a sword, a club, an ax, and a grappling hook. Ruby would give anything to dismantle the weapon and take in all of its legendary awesomeness. Akko Kagari was one of the best huntress out here in Atlas, courtesy of Luna Nova, a huntress exclusive training academy.
"Trust me, it wasn't as good as the rumors made it out to be. I had good teammates supporting me and another 2 teams of Luna Nova's best huntresses behind my back." Akko turns to nod at Diana. "Her grace included. I doubt I can do anything without her help."
"So... You left the profession for?" Ruby crosses her arms, she couldn't imagine leaving the profession for anything.
"Oh. I didn't. I still go on hunts sometimes. I just prefer to be Diana's personal bodyguard when I don't. It's what we swore to do, you know, protecting people." Akko took Diana's hand in hers, intertwining it. "just on a smaller scale."
Ruby does not want to know the play by play details on how small that scale really is.
"Any ideas who it could be? You mentioned the culprit vanishing in thin air? Are there any faunus specie known to do that?" This time it was the duchess who spoke.
"Actually Miss Rose, from what I know of Faunus families, one particular is a chameleon Faunus but as I didn't see the face of the culprit, I'm not so sure myself." Diana then transfered a file to her scroll.
"We can't also rule out the possibility that it could be their semblance." Akko points out, to which Diana nodded.
"Alright, I'll look into it." Ruby tucks her scroll away. "Anything else I should know of?"
"Miss Rose are you familiar with the terrorist group, White Fang?" Akko asked, to which Ruby nodded.
"The White Fang. A group composed of Faunus activists fighting for their rights and equality against propaganda of huge corporations such as the Schnee Dust Company." Ruby easily corrected. Diana raised an eyebrow at that.
"Miss Rose, The White Fang has taken innocent lives as mere collateral for their cause. They do whatever it takes, whenever. I have faced against them countless of times in order to keep Miss Cavendish safe. This group has the Princess, the apparent heir to the throne. I admit it was due to some of my miscalculation but as we sit here, the Princess' life is in danger. Will you accept the job or not?" Akko throws haphazardly at the red haired huntress. Diana sneakily take her hand in hers and gave it a light squeeze in order to calm the brunette down.
"Weiss is going to be used as a pawn to start a war, Miss Rose. They're going to use her as leverage against her father and we would be thrown into another war. Countless of lives will be lost." Diana sighs.
"I accept." Ruby stands up. "I don't care much for your politics but the people's lives is something I swore to protect as a Huntress. I will retrieve the Princess, you can count on that."
"Thank you, Miss Rose." Diana nods curtly. "I understand your team is of high demand but I hope you will take this as a priority. You will be paid handsomely for it."
"It will be. Does her sister know?" Ruby asks out of curiosity. Winter Schnee does not seem like the person who would sit back and watch as other people retrieve her sister from enemy clutches.
~*~
"I will let Winter know. That'd be all, Miss Rose. Thank you." Diana dismisses as the huntress exits the room in the tavern with a nod.
"Tell me again, why we chose her?" Akko stared pointedly at Diana. "I could easily track Weiss. I'm still a huntress Diana."
"The White Fang knows you're hunting them. Don't tell me you didn't notice the way they were singling you out instead of fully capturing Weiss and I." Diana stared sternly at her stubborn girlfriend. "You're a damn great huntress Akko and the fang knows it. They might be expecting you to come for Weiss and I'm not going to give them that leverage. They'll be expecting you, not Ruby Rose."
"Surely there's anyone else out there? I feel like we're sending a kid to her death." Akko groans, studying the blade of Claiomh Solais. The golden glint of the blade reflecting off on the seven rubies embedded in the hilt.
"Underestimating Ruby is not something you should do, Akko. Their team is easily the best known for their tracking, be it Grimm or human. Weiss will have our heads if she knew we didn't pull out all the stops." Diana grabs the glass of wine and gulped down its contents. She's going to need it if she's delivering the news to Winter.
"Besides, that girl badly needs a girlfriend. She's been so irritable lately." Diana chuckles softly. "She can easily get out of The Fang's clutches and you know it Akko. I pity the poor chap who's going to face the wrath of the ice princess." Diana extends her glass towards Akko, only for the brunette to pour her wine.
"You mean to tell me you're spending this God awful lot of money for the princess to have a girlfriend?" Akko stares in disbelief at Diana.
"I mean, I dearly love my cousin. I do. But I need her off my back. And if that takes a cute silver eyed huntress and a lot of money then so be it." Diana swirls the wine in her glass, contemplating whether or not to tell Winter. At best, she would send a manhunt operation for The Fang. At worst, probably execute anyone found in the process.
"Come on, Akko. You have to agree. Miss Rose was definitely Weiss' type. Horrendous haircut, stupid puppy smile, sparkly eyes, strong arms and a capable huntress." Diana lists off.
"It sounds a lot like your type, Diana." Akko pouts. Diana merely shrugs.
"Weiss and I share a lot of similarities." Diana laughs. Akko takes the glass of wine from her girlfriend.
"I'm sorry about Weiss you know I couldn't even do my job properly. I couldn't even keep you safe." Diana was fine with it earlier and true to her words, Akko was her personal guard but she's also so much more than that to Diana. It doesn't mean it doesn't hurt when the brunette blames herself for something out of her realm of control.
Still, Diana couldn't help but be worried for Weiss. Weiss was still the crown princess, more than that, she was Jacques Schnee's daughter. If it came down to who is more likely to be executed by The Fang in a show of power, Diana would be in less imminent danger than Weiss. Because unlike Weiss, Diana had a good family lineage and Cavendish Medical Group treated the Faunus kind fairly.
"Akko, honey it's not your fault. Weiss saved me. And we both know Weiss is capable of protecting herself but still that idiot. Putting her life on the line for me when she's the crown princess. you know The Fang wouldn't harm me. They want Weiss." Diana said softly. Truthfully, she feels just as guilty. Weiss was in this predicament because she protected Diana. They wouldn't be in this mess if Diana wasn't so busy having her tongue inside Akko's mouth ten minutes before Weiss got abducted. Akko turned to look at Diana with such speed, she could've gotten whipslash from it, an angry glint in her eyes as she moves around the table to glare at Diana.
"You don't know that! What if Weiss didn't save you! The White Fang has killed thousands of people, Diana. What makes you think they're gonna stop now? Because you've been changing the way your company runs? What about the time Daryl ruled? She was just as bad as Weiss' father. Do you honestly think you being head of the family makes you a friend to The Fang? You going against the current administration paints you even more a target on both sides. It could've easily been you and not Weiss and if that happened, I would be out of my mind, tearing apart this city, looking for you."
For every word she says, she steps closer to Diana, effectively backing her to a corner of the small room they've rented just for meeting the huntress. Diana has never seen Akko this furious before and usually it wasn't directed at her. Akko raised an arm to her side, intimidating her a bit.
"Akko, I am still your authority." Diana whispered weakly. "I will not be spoken to in such disrespect."
"No, Diana." Akko almost growled at that, pulling the duchess closer to her. "I sworn my life to protect yours. You're not just my sovereign. You're my girlfriend. My duty is to you. I don't give a single flying fuck whoever the crown princess is. If Weiss hadn't save you, I had easily failed as your girlfriend and your guard. You're all I got." Akko whispers the last part, almost out of breath from her long rant. Diana pulls the brunette closer humming, Akko all but tucks herself in the crook of Diana's neck, placing soft kisses there.
"I thank every single God in remnant I have you." Diana says after a moment of tranquility.
"I was so scared I was going to lose you today." Akko let out shakily. "There were just so many and even with you there and Weiss' glyphs, they still overwhelmed us. I couldn't do anything, D. When Weiss was taken, I was scared they'll take you too. I couldn't let that happen." Akko was crying, Diana tried to free an arm but Akko wouldn't budge. Diana succeeded and lifted Akko's chin so she could see red rimmed eyes, exhaustion present in them and nothing else but love for Diana.
"I'm okay, Love. See, and that's because of you, Akko. You saved me." Diana swipes Akko's messy bangs from her eyes and pressed a soft kiss on her lips. "You always do."
"Come on let's get some rest. It's been a long day"
~*~
#rwby white rose#whiterose#rwby weiss#rwby ruby#diakko#dianakko#diana cavendish#akko little witch academia#akko kagari#little witch academia#rwby fic#royalty au
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So i've read a fair amount of Arthurian literature but I've never seen anything mentioned about Percival wearing a dress? Not that I don't believe it but I'm just curious where you read that
In Perceval, le Conte du Graal (1135).
Percival’s father was King Pellenor, who died in combat. His brothers were Tor, Aglavale, Lamorak, and Dornar, all of who became Knights of the Round Table. His mother Did Not Like This Shit because they all were in danger of dying at any moment, because being a knight in Arthurian mythos was a “you are either Goku and you’ll rock or you are Yamcha and you will die really fast” kind of deal, so Percival’s Mom took him and his sister to live away from civilization, where he learned all sorts of cool Non-Knight shit like crocheting and sewing and basket weaving, and definitely not swords or kite shields. He was also raised as a girl and wore an exquisite silk dress along his sister.
One day, Percival is cooking some amazing stew when he hears some shit outside his Away From Civilization Castle Hidden In The Forest, and whatddya know, it’s some knights, wearing armor, swinging swords, being cool, and Percy’s all like “SWEET, YO MOM LOOK AT THOSE” and P-Diddy’s Mom is like “Aw Fiddlesticks. See, Percy, dear, those are ANGELS, and the only way you’ll ever be one of those is when you DIE”.
But, see, Percival was so ENTHUSED with the idea of being a knight that he goes to his sister and outright asks her to kill him. Reasonable lass as she was, she immediately says “What In the Fuck is wrong With You” and doesn’t, so P-kun is like WHATEVER and sneaks out of the castle to go hang out with them. So he does and he has Presence Concealment B+ because he just sorta eavesdrops on them for a while but then accidentally scares their horses, and the only thing louder than fire truck’s siren in this world is a scared horse, so the knights get prim and proper STARTLED and then they see this kid wearing a dress and are like “U GOOD?” and Paypal is like “I didn’t know ANGEL HORSES could get scared” and they are like “what the fuck dude we are not angels we are KNIGHTS”. So P is like oh! cool! can I be a knight? And Knight-san is like Fuck The Off kid you are 12 and also wearing a dress, you gotta grow up first, get some hair on that chest, then maybe.
So Percival is like YAY OK I WILL so he does his best to grow up, which is not too hard because the passage of time is a constant, PSYCHE, it IS hard because as soon as he got home and told Mom he wanted to be a knight when he grew up, Mom used Panic Ploy and convinced Percival that he was going to be 12 forever, because Percy is not the brightest crayon in the box. This goes on for Four Whole Years and Percival is now 16 but still thinks he’s 12 because his mom sucks, but mostly? ‘Cause he a dumbass.
Now, in Ye Olde Arthurian culture, 16 is the year in which it is socially acceptable to start performing crude neurosurgery with swords and axes on people you dislike. As it would happen, a bad knight storms his Child Castle and flops out his huge knight dong, ready to train it towards P-Diddy’s mom and sister, but P was having None Of That Shit, so he rolls up his silk sleeves and goes to the knight like “Hey, I Contend With That Attitude, Sir”, and the knight is like “you are the ugliest fucking girl I’ve seen in my life, what is wrong with this household”, and see, here’s a thing you gotta know about Percival: His superpower is having IMMENSE RAW POTENTIAL, like this dude is the embodiment of a Magikarp, except, he was already Gyarados by the time he was 16, because he, and I paraphrase, grabbed the evil knight, who is a grown ass man wearing a full set of armor, and just outright chucks him outta the castle, over the wall. No, he didn’t wrestle him or push him, Percival straight up lifted the knight with his mighty 16 year old arms, and threw him, proving once more that when people say that GBF’s or FGO’s take on the Round Table is “too anime”, they are WRONG, they are not anime enough, because Arthurian Mythos is the first shonen franchise in history.
So Percival’s like yaaaay and his mom is like nooooo and he’s like I can be a kniiiiight now I killed a dude and his mom is like haha go to you rooooooom.
So some time passes and then a Cockatrice shows up, so like, for the uninitiated, a Cockatrice is basically a Basilisk Chicken Chimera Fuckhouse that can and will feast on whatever part of your still living body it that hasn’t been petrified it can find. This would USUALLY be a problem, except Percival’s a Strength Main, so he just went, uprooted a whole tree, and speared the fuck outta Deathchicken with it. This kinda convinces Percival that maybe his mom was lying about a lot of things, so he outies outta that household of LIES.
So Percival is hitting the road and happens upon a scrap metal merchant, who has a wagon full of piss ass metal with no use, and Percival is like hey dude do you know where I could sell this priceless dress I have on? And the merchant, whose eyes are dollar $igns, says “WELL I AM A GOOD MAN AND I WILL HAVE MERCY ON YOU, if you give me that dress that could buy three mountains, I will give you this wagon full of shit and the donkey that pull it, KILLER DEAL” and Percy is like “YOU ARE A SAINT” and so he finally does away with the dress and makes a SHIT ASS LVL 1 “ARMOR” out of the scrap metal, and uses the donkey as his trusty steed, EXCEPT HE DOESN’T because the donkey is old and worn out, and he’s too heavy for it, so whatever he WALKS.
2.8 seconds later, in a town nearby, they arrest the fuck out of the merchant because he HAD to have swindled that dress, no way he had The Ultimate Silk Dress, being a poor fuck as he was, but before they can lynch him, Percy walks in and defends him, saying “Make no mistake, citizens, I am a moron and I did trade it to him legitimately” and thus he does his First Just Knight Action, and that’s how Percival’s dress is important into the making of Gyarados Muscle Kid.
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When your crush is angry all the time
Ch.3
Sharks or whales?
Ch.3
Sharks or Whales is not a stupid question
Bakugou pov
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"I noticed it, you aren't slick katsu!"
"The fuck? Noticed what!"
"You know what, how could you"
"WOULD YOU STOP CRYING ITS ANNOYING AS FUCK"
"you don't even tell me you love me, but you can do that"
"The fuck...we only started dating like a week ago"
"Yea but- but- i"
"You what? Huh? Tell me what your talking about or get out of my face"
God, I really need to stop making impulse decisiones. I could just keep fighting with her though...she is always hotter when she is angry. That's how this all started in the first place, at that damn sports festival. Why did I have to find it so hot?
Fucking occhaco, are you really only my type when your in battle?
"Just shut up okay."
"Wh-"
I made myself quick to press my lips to hers and when she gasped I skipped my tongues in too. I wanted to be slow and sensual, even with tongue, but I couldn't. The slower I kiss her the more I remember how much I am not right for her. How she is feeling something but I can't feel it anymore. I skipped my hand behind her back and drew our lower bodies closer together.
At least occhaco is a good kisser. I bet that stalker bitch from earlier isn't. I bet she is crusty and musty and fucl she was hot though. No. She is weird, she probably got in here because of her mom so she is spoiled. What a fucking princess.
All of a sudden chaco trips on something and is pulled away from the kiss she falls backwards and landed flat on her ass. It takes some work not to laugh but whoever did that is going to die. Even if I wasn't really enjoying myself there, I could've been. They wouldn't know.
I look down at my girlfriend in shock. What catches my eye first, though, is something wrapped around her ankle. I bent down to see what it was. I quickly got confused because she had a dead vine wrapped half way up her call and an equally dead rose on the end of it.
"What the fuck"
I look back up to see the stalker doing her own thing and talking with shitty hair and a dulce face. It has to be her, no one else has this quirk. I don't know her quirk, but nobody else would've done this. Fucking wierdo.
I start walking across the classroom to where she is sitting on top of her desk, manspreading and laughing with my extras.
"No, I'm a serious shark or whale?" Y/n asks with the most serious face I've ever seen.
"Uhm sharks, duh"
"Why though?"
"Sharks have cool sharp teeth and they move super fast"
"Everyone says that, but think about this...whales are so big and fat and they dont even care, they are just fucking bosses, being slow as shit and still monchin on krill and small animals, they dont even have to fight or anything"
"I-y/n you-"
"No, imagine you could just walk around with your mouth open and food would just go in. "
"Oh my god, she is right," dunce face made a stupid look of awe at the girl.
I wanted to snap her for fucking doing that to occhaco...but for a second I was actually distracted by how she was right about shitty whales. Fucking wierdo, though.
"Oi, stalker bitch"
I could tell she was a creep by how fast her eyes lit up after I yelled at her. Who does she think she is? She likes it when i'm mad or something?
"Me!? Yes sir, what do you need?" She hopped off of her desk and practically bounced over to me.
"What the fuck was that, you shitty stalker?" I spoke darkly and pointed to where me and my fucking...girlfriend had been kissing.
"What do you mean?" She asked, looking at me with a serious face.
"That fuckong stunt you just pulled with the fucking flower," I hissed leaning down as I yelled at her.
"Oh, I was jealous." She said once again completely seriously, but she had a bright smile on her face. Why is she being so straightforward, has she never met a guy before? Half the girls in this school crush on me, obviously, but they wouldnt dare say dumb shit like that to me.
"THE FUCK"
"I saw you kissing your girlfriend, and it made me get this feeling like i wanted you to not do that...I mean, are you dense, never been jealous before? Or do you not know what it means..."
"I KNOW WHAT IT FUCKING MEANS, BITCH! BUT YOU DONT FUCKING KNOW ME, BACK OFF!"
"But..." she looked at the floor again, I swear if she fucking cries I will throw her.
Her aura went 360 and for some reason I got a shitty feeling in my chest, but it was moving lower...I think. Was I horny right now? What the fuck, no.
Her head came back up and she was smirking, I wonder if this is something she got from her mom...
Those e/c eyes met with mine holding an erotic feeling that shot down my whole body. Her face was so fucking pretty right now, for no good reason and she fully lifted to peer up at me. It was much too effective in turning me on, since I was already leaning towards her a bit in my anger.
I grosled at the feeling, and then she rose her finger to point at me, just like fucking lunch time. She pressed it to my chest making me want to hit it away, but for some reason I waited to see what she would say.
"I only really came to see you..." she spoke in a ridiculously seductive tone but at the same time...a whisper.
"W-"
"Shh" her finger was brought off of my chest and pressed to my lips in a huh motion.
"Don't worry boom boom, I know I don't know you but if you would enlighten me im sure I could understand you a bit better...I only have one question..."
"SPIT IT OUT YOU SHITTY STALKER!"
as soon as i yelled her finger retracted and her face returned to an innocent smile. Why does this bitch have so many faces? She looked way to excited for her question, while I was confused as to why it felt like two seconds ago she might litteraly try to fuck me, and now she looks like a kid in a candy store.
"Sharks or whale, bakugou? SHARKS OR WHALES!?"
oh fuck this shit...
Timeskip* one week of y/n being totally confusing but also sexy later.
Y/n pov
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I think I did something bad. I think I actually got them to break up. I don't wanna do that because my new friend mina explained what homewrecking was, and that isnt my goal. I just want to know if seeing his face all the time makes it less special, or if this crush is more.
I shouldn't have gone so hard in combat training I guess..
"Whatever, its was stupid anyway"
"Yeah, uraraka, you deserve better than him, fucking dick"
The cute round-faced girl had tears bordering her eyes and was allowing everyone to comfort her in her loss.
I felt pretty fuckibg terrible about what I had caused, I mean they were in a real relationship. If I had been dating somebody for a long time, and then some weirdo showed up and ruined it...I would hate her.
"I cant believe he is so mean.." she clung to who I think is yaoyorozu, and cried into her chest.
"It's not your fault, you didn't know he was all like that, it was only a week"
The creation- quilled girl spoke as she pet occhaco's hair and soothed her. Wait a fucking mintue. They only were dating for a week? The fuck?
"Hahahahahaha oh my god" I couldn't help but break out into laughter.
This past week I came to teams with the fact that maybe her and him had something real, so I figured I'll settle for being free from hell, as opposed to trying to..I don't know. I don't even know what my plan was when I moved schools. I wanted to see him, meet him, make him angry again or something.
However I never thought through a plan. So I suppose I would just have to enjoy the fact I can have male friends now. I started to back off, but one week, and she is crying over him burning me up a bit. What the hell?
"Y/n what the fuck!?" Ashido whispered and yelled at me.
I turned a bit to face her, instead of the ridiculous scene in front of me. She had her brows furrowed and looked at me like I was crazy.
"Think about it mina..they dated for one week...and she is crying because they broke up..it's like..it's like...bahahaha," i couldn't finish the thought without laughing but asido seemed to also find my humor in this situation.
I saw how she almost laughed before catching herself and feighing seriousness. The other girls, minus occhaco and momo, had turned their attention towards us, looking wearily at our closeness.
"Excuse me, I AM GOING TO GO TEACH Y/N SOME DECENCY" mina whispered yelled again, turning to face me with a fake angry look. I wasn't sure what was happening, because I have never been in a situation like this before. So I let out a little giggle and nodded, my face red and starting to hurt from the smile and laugh I couldn't suppress.
Mina grabbed my arm just under my elbow, gripping it almost tight enough to hurt. She dragged me around the corner of the living room, into the hallway of yaoyorozou's house. We had all been told to rush here after school for an urgent matter.
When I first read the group texts I kinda thought it might be an orgy, so I figured I would come even though I didn't really want to. However..I showed up to this mansion to find a crying floaty-girl and a lot of food for some reason. It confused me because at my old school girls didn't really cry, or get sad, or be emotional. When they did it was usually about reason things, like a stolen diary, hair pulling during combat training, or one of the worst offences at my old school: playing pop music.
Yeah, it's a weird thing for a ton of princesses and rich girls to care about..but I've seen girls lose eyes over playing "mad at disney '' in the dorms when we all know it is pretty much a sin.
Mina pushed me back against the wall of the hallway, and I would be aroused if now for the fact that she backed away and crouched over herself in laughter.
"I-pfft I don't baha know why but bahahaj you are so right"
I didn't even become surprised by her action, I just laughed with her letting myself slide down the wall.
"If you hadn't asked pfft bakugou that question, they would probably still be dating!" She was fucking wheezing and an idea came to my mind.
"Hey, ashido, you think if they made it to two weeks they could have scheduled a time to bahah hug in the halls"
"Y/n pfft, I think that's more of a ....3 three week anniversary thing"
We were both in fetal positions in momos big velvet- themed hallway laughing our asses off. We had no idea how the guys were reacting to this strange break up, but if a girl hated me for one of my key personality traits I'd be pretty set on..not dating them either. Good for you boom boom. Pftt ``y-you think someday we can -maybe um..mk-kiss in the mo-mouth"
"Omg your too much bahahaha"
3rd person pov
Meanwhile bakugou, kaminari, kirishima and sero were sitting in separate places around kaminari's room, not minding the huge fight between their friend and y/n...and occhaco for some reason earlier.
"I don't get it, why did you hit her after she already beat you bakugou..like y/n was so cool and I get you dont like to lose but that royal quirk thing was many as shit and you ruined the vibe"
"Tch, whatever, she is just a weirdo bitch"
"You know that's not true dude...she actually pretty hot"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP DUNCE FACE, YOU WANNA ME TO TREAT YOU LIKE MINETA"
"Jeez, just being honest. We all know you like it when girls can fight...i mean it's like the only reason you went out with uraraka anyway."
"THAT FUCKING ROUND FACE! WHO IS SHE TO CALL ME TOO FUCKING SCARY."
"I mean, you kinda were, but she a bit overreacting, sure"
"Shut up sero, if she is scared, she is allowed to be scared. Its not manly to shame her"
"I know kiri, but like, if you are gonna date bakugou, shouldn't you be someone who doesn't cry when he is mean. Cuz like he is mean all the time."
"I guess..I kinda imagined she would try to calm him down but she kinda just made us all feel guilty, huh"
"YEAH CUZ SHE IS A WHIMPY BITCH"
"Shut up, this isn't about you bakugou"
"THE HELL IT ISN'T"
"Hey guys, don't you think it's kinda weird that we are in a like...serious conversation, but we are all on our phones not looking at each other," Sero pitched in, still not taking his eyes off of his phone screen where he was playing clash of clans.
He was right, the four boys were in opposite corners of the room occupying themselves with different social media.
"No" kaminari replied as he scrolled through his phone, not actually doing anything on it
"Not really" kirishima added in, as he was searching instagram, looking for y/ns account because he had developed a curiosity to what she looked like out of uniform.
He had only got a glimpse of her casual clothing on the first day, not enough to even process, and for some reason when you trained you hadn't had a hero suit either. It seemed you would just wear a tank top and sweats during hero training in your first week.
Unbeknownst to him, you hadn't had one to wear in the first place. Most of your planning for life revolved around being lazy and not needing to do any work. So, unlike the students here, you had not planned or sketched any type of hero suit. You were however working on a pretty simple one that just allowed you to be comfortable while you worked, but mom definitely was going to um...do something about that.
"its fucking normal tape arms, everyone does this shit" bakugou spoke kinda quietly. He was just hoping no one would look up and come see that he had actually succeeded in getting your instagram. He was finding out... a lot of new things. For one, he definitely wasn't seeing your casual everyday attire.
His thoughts were a mess, he figured, unlike kirishima, that he would use your first and last name. While his friend used y/n kayama, your well known mother's last name. He had first went on the Internet and found that you scared the last name of a king, and he knew that your quirk was royal from what you explained during your battle with him.
The outfit you wore on the first day had him in for it. As that style was exactly his type, his eyes lingered too long. However seeing you as a ballerina and a fucking princess gave him a weird feeling. He didn't know what it was, but he hated it. He hated you, and your pretty posture and cool style and your fucking princess shit. He even hated the irony in how he called you a princess for even getting into U.A. However, if you were truly the princess of the elementus quirk family...he was going to have bigger problems than your stupid questions in class. . . .
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