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the-fab-fox · 1 year

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[ FE:3H ] 1000 Reasons

Title: 1000 Reasons Ship: Claude von Riegan x Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd Chapters: 1 of ?. Summary: Claude is having a great day. So good that even the barista who took his coffee order that afternoon had spelled his name right!

Absolutely nothing could ruin the day.

Enter Dimitri Blaiddyd. (His ex for the uninformed.)

Okay, so maybe one thing could ruin the day.

[Or the Dimiclaude romcom no one asked for but everyone needs. It'll be chock full of that good romcom trope goodness. Just strap in and get ready.]

It's not imparitive to the story but if you want to get a musical feel for their relationship and the story, you'll want to check out 1000 Reasons by Caleb Hearn. I named the title of this fic after this song.

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Chapter 1

Claude was in a great mood. In fact, he was on cloud nine!

The day had started out like any other. Mediocre but with the sweet tang of hope.

It had gotten slightly better when his best friend Hilda had texted him that her brother was interested in discussing his latest business venture.

Then the barista actually spelled his name right! He’d even gotten a compliment from Seteth at work, who was notorious for being stingy with praise, albeit begrudgingly.

Finally, he headed home where dinner was already waiting. Thank Nabatea, he lived in a big house with many different people; one of whom loved to cook.

It wasn’t until his tall frame had darkened his own doorstep that a wave of dread settled over him.

Not one to ignore his instincts, Claude steeled himself for the worst.

Opening the door, it became immediately clear that his dread had not been without merit.

Standing there, in the middle of the living room as he talked to Hilda and Lorenz, was none other than Dimitri Blaiddyd.

In other words…

His ex.

“Well fuck.”

"—to see you as well, Claude."

The brunette blinked and shook his head. He'd apparently zoned out or something. Not surprising considering this horrible surprise.

"At the risk of sounding rude, Dimi, why are you here?" Claude threw up his hands. "No, you know what. I totally meant to be rude."

The best the blond could give him was one of his holier than thou sighs that indicated Dimitri was reaching the limit of his patience.

Huh. Slower than normal. He's doing better in that regard, at the very least. Probably because the two of them were no longer together. Done. Kaput. Splitskis.

So, if they were still so done, why in the name of Nabateans was he here?

"I really don't want to fight, Claude," Dimitri said after a couple calming breaths. Claude fought the urge to push the button just one more time, thinking better of it in the end.��

Well, maybe just one more push.

"Funny. I remember that being all you wanted to do back then."

Claude wasn't looking at him but he could hear the grumble that escaped the other. He didn't catch all the words but he got a couple.

"—arrogant—selfish—aggravating—”

Honestly, fair. He couldn't consciously, and in good faith, deny the fact that he definitely could be each of those things. The problem was that Dimitri was just as capable and, unlike Claude, couldn't admit it to himself.

"It wasn't that long ago we broke up, sweetheart. I remember what you think of me. With exacting detail, I might add."

He was smiling—smirking really—and to anyone else, it might appear a sort of bantering was taking place. Hilda and Lorenz knew better and stood quickly.

"Okay, Lorenz, honey, did you see where I put my phone? I'm pretty sure I hear it ringing. Probably my brother."

"No, but I'll help you find it, dear. It wouldn't do to keep Holst waiting."

The two vanished faster than he'd ever seen them move the entire time he'd known them.

"This was exactly what I was hoping to avoid, Claude. Must it always be like this with you?"

Claude snickered and rolled his eyes.

"You're the one who fell for me, remember? You tell me."

Dimitri threw up his hands.

"Fine. I'm leaving. I've got to meet with the movers."

Claude was distracted from watching him as the blond moved for the front door. As the blond moved closer, needing to pass by him to get to the entryway, Claude finally registered what his ex boyfriend had just said.

"Movers? Nuh uh. No way. You can't move back here!"

"Well, that's too bad. I already have. I signed the lease this morning." He forced a smile before closing the distance between the door and himself.

Opening the door, Dimitri glanced back at the other. Claude waited, a little on edge.

"Guess you're just going to have to get used to it. Have a good rest of your day, Claude."

With that, the blond left, shutting the door a little forcefully behind him.

Claude, after staring at the door for a long moment, shook his head and slowly began to smile.

Well, if there was one positive he could excavate out of the whole ordeal, things were definitely going to get interesting around there.

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bluefuecoco · 1 year

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Spin the Bottle

[Arven x self-insert/OC lmao, ~1.8k words]

I can’t even remember who suggested this in the first place. Maybe it was Hilda and N, since they’ve been sitting in each other’s laps all night. Maybe it was Serena and Shauna, who’ve been sneaking kisses every chance they get. But, I mean, we’re adults, for Arceus’ sake! Who would have thought to bring this up?

Nevertheless, here we are...the nine of us creating a circle on the living room floor, a bottle in the center, spinning on its side. Yes...we’re nine adults playing spin the bottle.

“My turn!” Nemona yells, pumping her fist in the air. She had already managed to kiss Hilbert, wrinkling her nose in distaste afterwards.

She grabs the bottle, winding her wrist up and giving it a hard spin. The glass clatters against the floor, slowing down with each rotation. Finally, it comes to a stop, the neck pointing across the circle to Penny. Nemona doesn’t even hide another fist pump, scooting forward on her knees towards the middle of the circle.

“Hang on,” Penny says, holding up her hand as Nemona leans forward, lips puckered. The paler girl removed her glasses, taking a moment to fold them carefully in her lap. “I don’t want you breaking them.”

“I wouldn’t break them!” Nemona cries in defiance. “Whatever, come here already.”

Penny barely leans forward before Nemona snatches the hood of her jacket and yanks her close. Their lips smash together, and Penny frowns and grunts. But Nemona raises her hand, placing it on Penny’s cheek softly, easing their kiss. Oohs pass through the circle, and Shauna playfully taunts them.

When they finally break, their cheeks are both blazing red. Nemona sits back in her place, grinning from ear to ear. Penny clears her through, placing her glasses back on the bridge of her nose and adjusting them.

“That was alright,” the tech wizard says, averting her eyes from the rest of the group.

“I’m the best at everything I do,” Nemona brags.

A ripple of laughter fills the room. Finally, Hilda looks across the circle at me, her blue eyes gleaming mischievously. “Your turn again, Toby,” she sing-songs.

My stomach turns, the drink I had downed at the beginning of the game churning uncomfortably. The first spin had been fine--Serena and I shared a peck, like we had countless times when we played this game as teens. But each spin means risking fate.

I take a deep breath and lean forward, picking up the bottle an inch. My hands are shaking, but I try to hide it. I can feel the heat of him next to me, and it makes my nerves flare. I twist my wrist, and then send the bottle into a hard twirl.

“Good spin,” N says.

“Who are you hoping to get?” Hilda asks teasingly.

I narrow my eyes at her. I should never have told her about my crush. Why do I do it? Every time, it ends in her trying to match-make me. I respond with a shrug, trying to play it cool while I silently pray to every deity in the world.

The bottle slows. It turns slowly, the mouth pointing at me. Slowly turning. And finally it stops, pointing to the man next to me, whose one teal eye looks at me.

I’m revoking all prayers. I’m actually going to send only curses from now on. You hear that, Arceus? I absolutely curse you.

Nemona claps her hands together, laughing. “Arven finally gets picked!” she yells.

I look over at Arven, whose cheeks redden as he furrows his brows in Nemona’s direction. When he looks back at me, I almost flee. Just staring at his face--the sharp blue of his eye, the gentle slope of his jaw, the way his lips... Aah, I’m losing my mind!

Nemona pushes my back, sending me lurching forward slightly. I stiffen, holding myself back from falling face-first into Arven. She says something about hurrying up, but my ears feel like they’re full of cotton. I raise my eyes slowly, meeting Arven’s and feeling like Pawmot used spark on me.

“You okay, bud?” Arven asks.

“Yeah, I’m fine!” I stutter, my voice rising an octave. I clear my throat and nod. “We’re holding up the game, so let’s just...”

I lean forward. I feel Arven come closer to me, his face stopping inches from mine. I close my eyes, hoping that will help, but now I’m focused on the feeling of his breath tickling my nose. I swallow the lump in my throat. If I just get this over with--

His lips press against mine, warm and slightly chapped. Every nerve in my body feels like it’s exploding. Oh my Arceus, how do people kiss again?! I tilt my head slightly, angling myself to return his kiss better. I feel his lips part ever so slightly, and oh Arceus, I’m forgetting to breathe!

Arven breaks away first, and as he does so, the sounds of the room come back. Hilda and Serena are hooting loudly. Nemona grabs my shoulder and gives me a rough shake, saying something in Paldean and adding “Looked like you liked that!” in universal.

My face is burning so bad, and I sit back in my spot, trying to ignore the feeling of Arven’s eyes on me. When the cheering finally calms down, and I feel like I can breathe again, I stand up.

“I’m going to get another drink from the kitchen,” I say, smoothing my shirt idly.

“Grab me another Pika-tini, mi tesoro?” Nemona asks. I give her a wave in response, disappearing into the kitchen.

Alone, I feel like I can finally breathe. I grip the fabric at my chest, inhaling sharply. My stomach drops to my feet, and I feel like I’m about to collapse. The feeling of his lips on mine still lingers. This is bad...I need to forget about this, for my own sake.

I reach into the fridge, pulling out a cold fizz, cracking the can open and taking a large swig from it. The carbonation burns across my tongue and down my throat. I press the cold aluminum against my lips, trying to erase the feeling in them.

“Sure you’re okay?” a voice suddenly asks. I jump, slamming the can down on the counter loudly.

“You scared me!” I shout, looking back at the blond-brunette man now standing in the kitchen doorway.

Arven laughs lightly. “You’re too easy to scare,” he says. He walks closer to me, leaning against the counter next to where I stand.

“Isn’t it your turn to go?” I ask, glancing over at his shoulder.

“I already went,” he answers. “You’ve been in here for a couple minutes already.”

I look up at the clock, squinting my eyes. “I literally just walked in here, how did the time pass that quick?”

“Are you doing alright?” Arven asks, a little more firmly than before.

I sigh. “Yeah, I’m just not very good with this game.”

“A little embarrassing, huh?” he says.

Embarrassing...A lump forms in my throat and I nod. Yeah, it’s embarrassing. I mean, why would someone as handsome as him want to kiss me? Talk about humiliating. I can’t believe I’ve spent so many hours thinking that he might...

“Toby,” his voice calls. I look up to see him staring down at me, his arms crossed over his chest. “What’s bothering you?”

I laugh nervously and raise my hands. “Nothing, really,” I say. “Seriously, it’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing,” he says, frowning. He reaches forward, grabbing one of my hands, folding it in his large palm. “You know you can trust me, right? You’ve helped me so much, I want to help you too.”

Aah, Arceus, he’s too good for me. I swallow against the lump in my throat, hoping in the dim light of the kitchen that he can’t see my eyes starting to water. I open my mouth to try and assuage him, but nothing comes out. His hard stare softens, and he places his other hand on my cheek.

“Toby--”

I turn away, facing the counter and hanging my head. “It’s just hard, when everyone else seems to be coupled up, and you know that no one is ever going to like you that way,” I blurt out. “I mean, I’m happy for them of course, and I’m happy being alone too, but sometimes it really hurts.”

“Woah!” Arven says, squeezing my hand tighter. “Hang on--”

“Like, no one I like has ever liked me back, you know?” I continue blabbering. “Which, yeah, I get it, I mean look at me, I’m not the kind of person that other people would like. And sometimes I’ve accepted that--”

“Listen, I--”

“--but sometimes I sit up at night and I get sucked into these thoughts where I think maybe, just maybe, I could have a shot with someone. But there’s no way, and I just need to learn to live with that and not make everything such a big dela, because--”

Suddenly I’m silenced by Arven grabbing my face and pressing his lips to mine. My eyes widen, my voice catches in my throat, and my stomach drops again. He pulls back just enough to tilt his head and kiss me again, one of his hands slipping around to hold the back of my head.

This can’t be real...but I give in, closing my eyes and kissing him back. I grab the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer, and he responds by wrapping his arm around my back. My entire body tingles, feeling his lips slowly move against mine, and I feel like exploding when I heard the faintest hum in his throat.

When he pulls his lips away this time, it’s only an inch, and his fingers grip me tighter. “Who says nobody likes you?” he whispers, his breath warming my face.

“I...uh...” I’m at a complete loss of words. My mind is still swimming in this dream, and I’m waiting for it all to break. I feel Arven’s hand petting my hair, as he presses my head against his chest.

“I’ve always liked you, Toby,” he mutters. “Ever since the Path of Legends...but you were my greatest treasure, and I didn’t want to risk losing you if you didn’t...like me back...”

I can’t help but laugh. It starts as a scoff, but slowly grows until I’m burying my face in his shirt to cover the sound. “Arceus, we’re so stupid,” I laugh. “All these years?”

Arven hugs me tighter, and I can hear the smile in his voice when he responds, “All these years.”

I stand there, letting the feeling of his arms around me sink in until it finally feels real. But I don’t know if it ever will. I lean back and look up at him, repressing the urge to just kiss him again for the rest of eternity.

“We should probably get back to the game,” I say. “They’re going to wonder what we’re up to.”

“Are you okay now?” he asks, wrinkling his brows again.

I smile and nod, grabbing his hand and squeezing it. “I am...thank you.”

He smiles back and, keeping my hand in his, leads me back to the living room.

#i didn't expect this to look so...long #i'm not tagging it lol you will all suffer #featuring some other random ships lol #in my mind my scarvio character is not from galar #they have dual citizenship in unova and kalos because their parents are divorced #so they spent some time in unova and some time in kalos and that's why all these characters are here

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vitric-citrus · 2 years

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[Commission] This is so real

#nine the phantom #blazblue #blazblue art #bbtag #hilda the paradox #hilda unib #nine x hilda #under night in birth #lesbian artist #artist commisions #taking commisions #commisions open #commission #digital art #illustration #digital illustration #sapphic artist

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love-minor-poltergeist · 4 years

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Maybe some Mafia Cagney HCS? I see some people headcanon him as a plant gang leader lmao. Some romantic hcs x reader hcs mixed into that would be cool as well!

A/N: I believe this is actually my first time hearing about mafia boss Cagney! :oc

It certainly sounds like a quaint idea! I hope that you enjoy this batch of hcs! Be sure to let me know if you’d ever like me to redo these!

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Mafia Leader Cagney Hcs:

On a set of isles ruled by the Devil, it’s not a surprise to see that organized crime had arisen. Though it’s the most prominent on the third isle, mafia activity traces can be found scattered across the remaining two.

If one were to only take in the locals' friendly smiles and charming hospitality, it’s easy to accidentally miss the warning signs. Fresh, raised dirt piles hidden behind tulips; the strange gathering of flower men you’d sometimes spot in the late hours of the night, always speaking in hushed tones; Cagney’s glares whenever anyone gets too curious about what he keeps in his tool shed..

It doesn’t take very long to connect the dots after that.

Cagney happened upon mafia life rather unexpectedly. The carnation always a rather large extended family-- it was only natural that there were a few rotten seeds scattered about. Hell, a majority of Cagney’s cousins, on top of bullying the hell out of him, had unsavory contacts. The moment he had shot up in size and strength, he had begun to see them a lot more— glimmers of unease shining within their eyes as they approached him, jovial smiles on their faces. Word spreads fast around the forest, and soon enough, Cagney finds himself the new apex flora of the bunch, with most of his new “gang” consisting of blood (pollen?) relatives.

He and his boys have their leafy digits in a few pies-- all of it perfectly discrete and with a no-witnesses guarantee, of course: Dealing with some unwanted “dead weight” from other crime families for a small fee, the occasional shipment of deadly plant extracts. Who knew that so many plants are perfect as poison?

Though the carnation is well known for his sly, covert tactics, Cagney’s most well-known (and feared) for his temper-- and it’s heavily advised to not let his “sweet” face fool you. Any action that can be perceived as an insult is guaranteed to earn the offender a spiked tendril their way. Or, if you’ve really angered him, a night in the shed.

Nine times out of ten, most people don’t get to see daylight once they’re entrapped in those rotted wooden walls...

The language of flowers is vital to know if any crime family wishes to stay in Cagney’s good graces. One of his cousins will deliver a bouquet to his business partners by the end of the month, its contents serving as a small looking glass into the carnation’s thoughts and opinions towards them. In some cases, those bouquets serve as a final warning for them to clean up their act.

-Candytuft and Abatina (Indifference and Fickleness): Often sent to new associates. Earning the carnation’s trust and amiability isn’t an easy task. However, at least they haven’t done anything to set him off yet...

-Striped Carnations and Columbine (Refusal and Foolishness): Whatever offer you made to him, Cagney had thought it was completely stupid-- you truly think he’d bite at a laughable price like that? You better be joking…

-Begonia and Rhododendron (Beware, Dark thoughts): Oh, you’ve really done it now. You’re on thin ice-- keep going down this path and playing on Cagney’s last nerve, then bad things are sure to come.

Bonus-- x Reader Hcs:

Gruff as he may be, Cagney would dedicate entire fields full of flowers to you if it meant he could get you to smile. Though their vibrant colors and soft petals pale in comparison to you, of course.

When the carnation had begun to court you, he had gifted you what must have been hundreds of bouquets (all delivered by his boys, of course). Even with Hilda’s goading and encouragement, it had taken Cagney a long time to muster up the nerve to approach you-- most people usually took one look at him and turned tail, after all.

The most frequent combination to show up, one of Cagney’s personal favorites, were pink and white Camellias interwoven with fresh Honeysuckle-- a bouquet that screamed of a schoolboy’s crush. It was mushy enough to earn Cagney the teasing coos and obnoxious kissing sounds of his cousins.

Due to his dangerous lifestyle, Cagney’s incredibly overprotective of you. Everyday he frets over other crime families using you as a means of hurting him. As a result, he usually makes sure that there are a few of his men with you at all times-- the carnation rather you move in with him entirely, but you had gently turned him down.

Melts whenever you plant gentle kisses on his nose or lips. Dangerous as he is, Cagney’s still a man that adores you with every fiber of his being.

#My writing #requests #Cuphead #cuphead dont deal with the devil #cuphead headcanons #x reader #reader insert #reader-inserts #gender-neutral reader #cagney carnation #cagney carnation x reader #cagney carnation headcanons

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candlelight27 · 3 years

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Chapter 4: I Am Finally Me

Summary: Sylvain has been ignoring you since you met him. You had been in love with him since you met him. College is about to offer you a fresh start. New academic year, new life. You were ready to forget him. But fate seems to have other plans… (COLLEGE AU)

Series: Seeking Your Warmth If Only For A Day

Warnings: Lots of talking, discussion about death and wounds in a war context, mild gore? (blood is mentioned)

Pairings: Sylvain Jose Gautier x Female Reader

Word Count: 4267

AO3: I Am Finally Me

A/N: We have a beta reader!!! It’s @galamixx !! Thank you so much for being the beta reader and editor!!

Dimitri and Sylvain had accompanied you to your apartment on your way back from the party.

Of course, after hearing all the ruckus and inquiring what had happened, Dimitri wanted to make sure you arrived home safely. Being the gentleman he is, he offered you a ride home. You tried to deny his proposition out of politeness, but he was insistent. Besides, he was one of the few people who hadn’t drunk anything and, in that moment, not having to walk home was the most attractive option. You were exhausted and the only thing you wanted was lying down on your bed.

There was a downside: he lived with Sylvain, so Sylvain was coming along. It wasn’t itself a bad thing, but you had the impression that fate was setting you both up all the time.

You sat on the co-pilot seat, while Dimitri was driving, and Sylvain was on the back. You looked at Dimitri, but he couldn’t see you because you were on his eyepatch’s side. Silence settled in the car despite the distant chatter of the radio. You were dizzy and drowsy. It was hard not to fall asleep right there.

Sylvain’s breath, steady, a sweet lullaby you focused on. Dimitri said something to Sylvain, starting a mindless conversation about domestic chores. Grocery shopping, cleaning the toilet...

Something poked your head from behind. You turned around to ask the red head what he wanted. But before you could open your mouth, he caressed your cheek affectionately. His hand was warm, and his fingers were soft as he traced the line of your jaw. He then kept talking as if nothing had happened, and you tried to concentrate on the streetlamps passing by.

He really was something else, wasn’t he?

You arrived shortly after. Dimitri double parked and waited inside the car, while Sylvain left the warmth of it to take you to the door of your apartment.

“Thank you, Dimitri.”

“It was nothing. Good night!” He waved at you.

You felt the cold breeze blowing on your face and on your legs during the short space between the vehicle and the building.

“Why don’t we talk tomorrow over some tea?” Sylvain suggested out of the blue. He was feigning nonchalance.

“Are you still brooding over tomorrow?”, you teased tiredly, opening the outer door.

“We hadn’t settled a place or a time.” He hummed. “I don’t want you to sleep over and bail out.”

“You’re turning our serious talk into a date? How sneaky of you!”

“Is it working?”, he laughed as he went up the stairs before you.

“You’re incorrigible.”

You used your key to enter your apartment, but it wasn’t locked. It annoyed you because you thought Ingrid was still out partying somewhere in Hilda’s home. As you went in, you heard some giggling and whispering. You stopped Sylvain from coming in, evaluating the living room and the hall.

“Isn’t that the plastic sword Ashe had?”, he asked, his voice low, noticing something was amiss.

“I can’t believe it”, you covered your mouth to prevent a laugh.

“Ashe and Ingrid? What has university done to my innocent friends?” Sylvain looked almost offended. “What’s next? Manuela and Seteth?”

“Never say never”, you shrugged. “Dorothea could say the same about you and me.”

“Well, yes… I hadn’t thought about that.” Sylvain scratched the back of his neck. He was standing in your lobby, looking uneasy. “Will you be able to sleep with the lovey-dovey lovers here?”

“I have earplugs in case they can’t contain their love”, you grimaced. He felt embarrassed as he was losing time just to be with you, moving his weight from one foot to the other and diverting his gaze, hoping he’d come up with something else to justify his presence there. “See you tomorrow then?”, he said at last, as though his body didn’t want to leave your side.

“Over tea. At 12?”, you suggested.

“Yes. Well, goodbye.”

“See you tomorrow, Sylvain.”

He disappeared into the darkness of the hall. You went straight to your bed, without sparing a second thought to anyone else’s business. You had a lot to think about yourself and needed a good rest.

The next morning your head was foggy. The events of the previous night slowly came back to your mind while stretching your arms. It turned out, as you looked at the clock, that you had woken up way too early. The small hand of the clock marked the number nine. You practically jumped out of bed still in last night’s clothes and went around the apartment. Ingrid wasn’t up yet, but Ashe’s things weren’t there, so he must have left in the middle of the night.

You headed to the shower, rushed without reason. Under the hot water, you closed your eyes. You remembered his warm hand the night before, and the feel of his touch. It was familiar. You had grabbed his hand before, right? But the memory changed all of a sudden. An image flashed, Sylvain caressing your cheek, but you both were standing somewhere else.

It was a battlefield, filled with corpses. Professor Byleth and Dimitri were by your side. All you were tainted by blood: your clothes, your weapons, your hair. But there was an odd silence, a distant cheer. Sylvain, not letting you go, touched your forehead with his and whispered: ‘it’s over. At last, it’s over.” And he repeated your name like a chant.

You fell backwards, landing on your bottom. You didn’t hurt yourself, thankfully. Then, you got up, dried with a towel and put on some clothes.

When you stopped for a moment, you felt that your heart was out of control, beating in a frenzied rhythm. It was 9:23, you weren’t late to your date. You breathed in.

But your body wouldn’t calm down.

You were supposed to be wasted from the party, but if you had drunk three cups of coffee – which you hadn’t, and needn’t at the moment –, you wouldn’t have felt more awake and alarmed. There was something else inside of you trying to resurface, yet it reached the light.

You 09:24: Can we meet earlier?

Would Sylvain be up yet? You hoped so. And deep down, you knew he was reading the message.

Sylvain 09:25: Yes. Pls.

Sylvain 09:25: The wait is killing me.

Sylvain 09:25: [Photograph attached]

You took a deep breath, relieved that he was as restless as you.

You 09:26: I hope it’s not a dick picture.

Sylvain 09:27: I charge for those, sorry.

You opened the file. It was Sylvain, with a scarf, a coat and a backpack, walking around a park near the café you were going to meet him in. His nose was red, his eyes puffy from not sleeping too much, and in a bad way.

You 09:28: How long have you been up?

You 09:28: Let’s meet now

Sylvain 09:29: I woke up at 8

Sylvain 09:30: I couldn’t sleep anymore

Sylvain 09:30: Oh, eager, are we? 😉

You 09:30: …

You 09:30: I’m on my way.

You grabbed your own coat and went out. Sylvain was acting weird, but you guessed that what he was about to reveal was putting his nerves on edge.

You realised halfway to your meeting point that you had forgotten your keys. That’s how disconnected you were from your surroundings. Your head was cluttered. Where had all this come from? There was something else on the back of your mind, right on the tip of your tongue, that you couldn’t exactly take out, but you couldn’t remember what it was, It was unnerving. And the more you thought about Sylvain, the more those visions tried to surface, yet they couldn’t appear yet.

Thankfully, the café wasn’t far from your home and you arrived in less than ten minutes. It was a cold day, and there was hardly anyone in the street.

You didn’t bother looking around for Sylvain. You just knew he was inside of the place, so you opened the door ringing the small bell attached to it. A waiter with purple hair and well-done makeup wished you a good morning. After a quick glance around the local, you found Sylvain on a secluded corner, who was distractedly looking at his own drink and hadn’t realised you had arrived.

“Hi!”, you greeted nervously.

He smiled warmly. He was drinking a bergamot tea and on the opposite side of the table, your own favourite kind awaited you. You felt your heart melt, but then you realised another thing.

“Thank you, but how did you know my favourite kind of drink?”, you tilted your head. “Did Ingrid or Dorothea tell-?”

“Honestly, I didn’t know it.” He sighed. “I only knew from a dream.”

You blinked while he shrugged. He was waiting for you to talk.

“Excuse me?”

“Let me explain myself.” His tone was so serious, it sent a chill to your spine.

“Sure.”

“Okay…” He inhaled deeply. You were so curious about his secrecy. Unconsciously, you were leaning over on the edge of your chair in anticipation. He wasn’t looking at you, his eyes were fixed on his hands, which were holding the warm drink. “Before I begin, I want to warn you first. Felix thought I was going crazy for a month. He still doesn’t believe me, I just stopped talking about it and… well, haven’t talked to anyone about this ever since.”

“Sylvain, I don’t need a warning, I need you to tell me what’s happening.”

“Yes, right.” He finally gazed at you. “I must ask something first. Have you had any nightmares or dreams recently? About the people we went with to Garreg Mach High School.”

Your heart beat faster and stronger hearing that. You had one just before breakfast, and you weren’t even asleep.

“Yes. I’ve had nightmares. About… Miklan. He transformed into a huge, beastly monster. And you were there, right next to me. And Professor Byleth. And many other students. Well, the others changed… Sometimes they were Annette, Dimitri and Felix, sometimes they were Hilda, Raphael and Claude.” You gulped for a moment. “When we were in the library…” Sylvain was watching you intently.

“Yes?”

“My chest hurt. That night, I dreamt someone had pierced me with a spear. It was horrible…” You paused to ease yourself. “I could feel the blood running down my stomach, and… the coldness flowing from the wound. I felt I was dying.”

“Did you know who hurt you?” Your hair stood on end. You didn’t answer. You were too afraid to speak because you, too, knew who it was. Sylvain sensed it. “It was me, right?” You nodded slowly, studying his movements. “I’ve dreamt that too. It was the main reason why I ignored you all those years.”

“Really?”, you frowned. “For a dream? It was not pleasant, but…”

“Well, imagine my situation,” he explained, “Ingrid has a cute new friend and the first time I see you I keep dreaming that I’m stabbing you with a fucking spear.” You giggled at his perspective. He wasn’t wrong. “I had the same nightmare on a loop for a week, so I convinced myself it was a signal to leave you alone. It did really freak me out.”

“And here I thought you hated me”, you made a funny face. “Why did you so suddenly change your opinion and started talking to me, then?”

“I wanted to pass the subject. Hard to do a project without speaking to your partner,” he replied, and you raised your eyebrows.

“Sylvain, weren’t you going to be honest?”

“Ah, this is going to be awkward,” he moved his hands around, not sure about where to let them rest. You could see he was uneasy again. “From then on I had a lot of dreams about you. We would spar together, sneak out of Byleth’s lessons… and we went through a war together. It was like we were the main characters of one of those romance novels of knights that Ingrid loves.” He looked at you shyly. Sylvain took a deep breath, and rushed the next part of his speech, hoping you wouldn’t pay it a lot of attention, considering all he had already said. “I feel like I’ve loved you for a hundred of years, and I can’t deny it anymore.”

You took your time processing all the information and taking it in. “Are you weirded out yet?” He asked, flashing you an apologetic smile.

“No, no. I’m just… amazed that we’re connected in that way.” You took a long sip from your warm drink. “All you tell me sounds familiar, yet I can’t remember. I’ve always had a little crush-”

“Little?” He winked. The redhead knew perfectly how to disarm you.

“Yes, little!” You rolled your eyes. “I didn’t know why, but it was as if I knew you all my life, and all my emotions just got stronger with time. And the more people we dated – it was mainly you dating people, but you understand me – the more I felt a piece of me was missing.”

“So you believe me and acknowledge that there are things out of place here, right?”

“Yes.” Another chill ran through your spine.

“Okay, so I’ve been talking to other people. And they had nightmares or plain dreams in a similar setting. A long time ago, with magic and wars. And it affects all of those who have something to do with Garreg Mach High School.”

“Once, Bernadetta hid in the bathroom crying because she thought she had murdered Ingrid,” you told him, as you remembered the strange occurrences of your high school days. “Edelgard and I were really disturbed all day because… well, why would she even think of that?”

“See? My theory is…” Sylvain interrupted himself. He was sure you were going to question his sanity, but he had to tell you. He knew he could count on you. Even if it turned out he was really going insane, you’d help him find a solution. Even if you’d barely ever talked two months before that moment, Sylvain trusted you. “My theory is that we’ve all lived that and that we have been reincarnated in this world somehow. But they couldn’t erase all the memories because our bonds once were very strong.” He couldn’t stop now. “And I think that we have lived in that world multiple times. Otherwise, the timelines don’t make sense.”

“What do you mean?”

“I killed you. Do you know where?”

“In Gronder,” you answer automatically. “Although I don’t know where that is, I just know the name…”

“It’s a field on the way to Garreg Mach from the south.” He shook his head to clear his thoughts. “That isn’t important, though. The thing is, I have other memories. I recall you calling me with an axe in Deirdru while I was trying to attack Claude. And I can also perfectly remember your face when you- when I- Ugh, when we got married. And we were way older.”

“We got married?” you said astonishingly.

“That’s not my point, but yes. Remember we also murder each other? It’s quite fucked up.”

“This morning… It wasn’t a dream, I was in the shower and it just came to my mind. The war ended, we were with Dimitri and Byleth. And both of us were alive.” Sylvain nodded at your words. He wasn’t surprised. You supposed Sylvain had other visions outside dreams too. You pitied him for all the years he went through this alone.

“Although, there are other occurrences that don’t change between the timelines. Glenn always ends up dying. So does Byleth’s father, and Dimitri’s family too. So far – well, you already know this – they are alive right now, but I’m scared that…'' He couldn’t end the sentence.

“Why would we be in a loop of events that change but always involve us and our friends?” You questioned out loud.

“I wish I knew. As I wish I knew why I’m the one having all these dreams while the rest looks like they know nothing of this madness.”

“You are very touchy-feely, maybe that’s why”, you suggested trying to lift the mood. Suddenly something dawned on you. “Oh... My dreams became more vivid when you touched me.”

“Fuck. I suppose that makes sense. It feels like it’s a divine punishment for my antics”, he dedicated you with a sad smile.

There was tension in the air. Sylvain bit his lip and looked everywhere else but you. You, on the other hand, were as confused as ever, your gaze blank. Your train of thought was a mess. Sylvain was right. The things he said made sense. But at the same time, it was impossible that something like that was happening to you. Surely, you would have noticed. Everyone would have noticed that something was wrong.

“What do you think?”, he finally dared to ask. “Do you believe me for real?”

“I do. But… It’s just too implausible. There has to be another explanation.”

“Then help me find it,” he said. His voice trembled.

“I’m going to. We’re going to find out what’s happening.” You took his nervous hand. “I promise.”

His phone started ringing. He cursed and took it from the pocket of his jeans. His frown deepened as he read the name of the person calling.

“Shit. It’s Felix. I gotta pick it up, he never calls so this must be an emergency.”

“Yes, go on,” you said.

You watched his body language carefully. Sylvain’s theory was madness, as he put it, but it somehow explained all the weird things that were happening to you lately. And something within you told you to believe him. How else were you going to understand what was happening?

Sylvain’s face was alarmed, so you paid attention to his conversation.

“What? A car crash? Where are you?” He started gathering his things on his bag while holding his phone between his shoulder and cheek. “Just Glenn? You’re ok? I’m going to the hospital, Felix.” Sylvain hung up the phone quickly before gathering his things, rushing to leave the café.

“Is Glenn…?” You didn’t want to pronounce the word. The tension was palpable.

“No. He’s alive. Although…” He stood up, worry in his voice. “Can you come with me?”

“Yes”, you agreed. This had to be a shock to him, not only because of other worlds and wars, but because they’ve been friends forever. “I don’t know if Felix would like me there, thought…”

“I need you with me. Please.” His voice was growing sore, almost cracking from fear.

“Of course.”

He grabbed you by your hand and he led you to his car. You sat on the right seat while he started the engine urgently. He didn’t lose any time and headed for the hospital where Glenn was. Judging by the direction, it was Seiros’ Clinic.

“If Glenn dies, does that mean everything else is going to happen too?” You asked, still considering all the possibilities. A war was not probable. But you never knew what could happen.

“I wish I knew.”

“That’s why you are so scared?”, you pressed.

“In part, yes.”

“What else worries you?”

“That you think I’m crazy and never talk to me again.” He focused on the road, resisting the need to look at you.

“Well, you needn’t worry about that. That much I can assure you.”

Sylvain didn’t answer. Instead, he squeezed the wheel. You looked at him through the rear-view mirror. His eyes were red, but your words had soothed him, so you didn’t say anything else until you arrived, letting him think about everything.

The halls of the hospital were coloured with white and a sickly pale green. Everything smelled like disinfectant. You walked aimlessly along the places you were allowed to roam until you found Felix. He was a total disaster, with his hair out of place, his expression of pain. You wished you could do something, but you knew Felix didn’t exactly like strangers meddling in his business.

He greeted both of you dryly with a nod.

“How is he?” questioned Sylvain, hiding his consternation. Still, his worry showed through his lack of greeting back to Felix, as he was more concerned for Glenn’s wellbeing.

“He’s in an induced coma. But he’s fine. His vitals are stable now. The doctors said that was a good sign.” Sylvain let out a relieved breath at Felix’ words. He looked at you, then back at his old friend.

“That’s good, Felix.”

“There are going to be long term consequences, though.” Felix’s eyes went to the floor. “That useless motherfucker,” he muttered, hiding his emotions by masking it with fake disgust.

A small nurse with long green hair emerged from the room. Her face rang a bell.

“I apologize for not introducing myself properly before,” She addressed Felix. “You may call me Flayn. I’ll be the nurse attending to your brother Glenn from now on.” Felix simply nodded, unimpressed, muttering a ‘nice to meet you’ under his breath. “Mind coming with me, Felix?” Her shade of green hair reminds you of your professor’s.

Felix left both of you with a gesture of his hand. Sylvain sat on an uncomfortable plastic chair, of a green darker than the ones in the walls, and you let yourself rest on a seat beside him. You thought of the nurses’ face. Her name. You repeated it to yourself.

“Flayn!” You suddenly exclaimed. Sylvain tilted his head. “The nurse’s name was Flayn.”

“Yes. She said that was her name.” He furrowed his brow. “What’s with it?”

“Felix doesn’t know her?” You asked, surprised. “She’s Seteth’s sister. Or daughter. She was in school with us, right? And yet, Felix doesn’t know her.”

“Neither do you.”

“I do-!” You began, before being cut off by the sound of a door opening. Instinctively, you turned your head to the source of the noise.

Out comes Flayn, gently, letting out a sigh before she uttered some words in a low tone. Had you kept talking, or had some external noise passed from the outside, and you wouldn’t have heard what she said.

But you did, as clear as water.

Thank the Goddess he hasn’t died again.”

Your stomach turned. Sylvain’s theory was starting to finally sink in. You had believed him before, but such a convincing affirmation of his suspicions was disheartening. Why was everything happening? Why did it have to be you and Sylvain the ones who remembered those things? And did Flayn also have those dreams, or did she already know what was happening?

Your hands were shaking.

“Hello, Flayn.” Sylvain stood up to greet the girl with a handshake. “Thank you for treating Glenn and Felix so kindly.”

“It is simply my duty,” She smiled. “No need to thank me.”

“Have we met before?” He asked. From your perspective, you could see that he was feigning innocence, but you knew that he was just as curious about Flayn’s knowledge as you were. You couldn’t articulate any sound, so you just paid attention to them from your seat.

“That’s impossible!” She exclaimed with nervousness, but she calmed down instantly. “I lived in the west of the continent with my family until this year. I moved here a few months ago to live with my brother. Therefore, it’s impossible we have met before unless you’ve gone on a trip there.”

“That must be it!” Sylvain lied effortlessly. “Would Seteth happen to be your brother?” Flayn nodded. Sylvain continued. “That’s why you’re so familiar! He was our teacher in high school, and mentioned you a couple of times.” He turned to you, beckoning to help him with the conversation.

“Yes, Seteth cares about you deeply,” You added without any emotion. You gave Sylvain credit for being able to pull off ignorance so easily.

“I didn’t expect to find you here – you share his striking image.” Sylvain said nonchalantly with a wink. Of course.

“I see! Oh, you confused me for a moment,” She said sweetly, attempting to laugh off her alarm. “Now, I must go and get some supplies, so excuse me for a while. There are more sanitary personnel inside with Felix if you happen to have any questions.” You pondered to yourself for a fleeting second. Her speech patterns were peculiar. It was professional, yes, but it had a certain charm to it that other staff didn’t. You felt as though her and her politeness was speaking through a fairy tale.

Flayn went away calmly and disappeared down the hall, quite pleased with herself. When you couldn’t see her, you groaned, burying your face in your hands while falling back on the chair.

“We’re fucked, Sylvain.” You uttered without regard if Flayn could hear you or not. Sylvain sat next to you again.

“I know this is a very insensitive thing to say, but I’m very happy that you’re freaking out. I feel less alone this way. It brings me comfort knowing we’re in this together.” He rubbed your back and you couldn’t help but laugh. What a mess you were in.

“What can we do now?” You asked him, as if he had all the answers in this world.

“I tried to ignore it, but it’s impossible.” He sounded defeated. “I feel like someone is controlling us and I hate it.”

“Then why don’t we investigate?” You suggested. Sylvain processed your words for a moment, then nodded slowly, agreeing. It seemed like the most logical step right then. He gave you a reassuring smile before moving on, moving his hand to pat your shoulder.

“Alright then. Let’s start with the library.”

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ellewritesathing · 4 years

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Serpent Heart

Summary: Being Sabrina’s fraternal twin had its upsides but lately the downsides were starting to get to you. You’d made a plan to deal with it, and the only question now was if you were going to let Caliban get in the way.

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A/N: hey guys so this is a little different from my usual fluffy clay boi but @hecatemacbeth7 requested this eight years ago and they’ve been so patient with me so i thought i’d post this today and then the next part of Faking It next week 💕 (also let me know if you want this to be a series?i don’t think i’m as good at angst as i am fluff but ya girl can try)

One of your earliest memories from after your parents died was listening in on a conversation between your aunts and one of their guests. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence - you and Sabrina would slip into one of your hiding spots and stay quiet until everyone left - but this time was different. This time their guest was a seer.

She saw right through the two of you.

Luckily, she was much more benevolent than the other guests your aunts brought around. She laughed at your efforts to squirm away and asked if she could give you each a reading. Hilda wasn’t so sure if that was a good idea but Zelda encouraged any and all dabbling in witchcraft.

All she had to do was touch Sabrina’s cheek to tell her that her strong (though sometimes unfounded) sense of right and wrong would get her into trouble and that she would go through many trials before achieving greatness. She was a cat, blessed with nine lives and cursed with curiosity.

One little touch was all it took for her to tell you that you were a snake. You’d grow cold in the shadow of someone close to you before striking out on your own. Ambitious and cunning, you would always find your way into the sunlight.

The others forgot about that afternoon in a few weeks, too busy with other responsibilities or new obsessions, but you never forgot.

Almost ten years later and her words echoed through every step you took and every word you spoke. Would things have been different if you’d never met the seer? Maybe not, but maybe you’d feel differently about the plan that started forming when you went to Hell.

It all started when Lilith’s right to rule was challenged and Sabina - always quick to act, not so quick to think - made her claim to the throne. The same throne that would have been yours if you were born seven minutes earlier. The same throne that Caliban would later challenge her for.

Caliban was a tricky thing to understand. If you were a seer, maybe you'd know whether or not to trust him.

He wanted the throne, that much was clear, but he seemed to have taken an interest in Sabrina - then again, everyone took an interest in Sabrina. Harvey took an interest in her, Nick took an interest in her, and now Caliban had. It wasn’t that you were short of admirers, but that the only ones you took an interest in always preferred Sabrina.

And it’s not like you blamed them. Despite the way it may seem, you loved Sabrina. She understood you in a way that no one else did, even if she didn’t understand everything, and she loved you just the same. She was your other half, your better half.

That’s why you never put up a fight when it came to her; because at the end of the day, you cared about her happiness more than your own. You’d help her rule if she beat Caliban, and you’d figure out some harebrained scheme if she lost. It’s just the way that things were when it came to the two of you.

In the end, Sabrina got all the glory and you did all the work. Sabrina was the beautiful assistant that everyone looked at while you conned them out of their hard-earned cash. They all thought Sabrina was the magician anyway, so maybe it was time for you to debut your solo act.

So you let Caliban and Sabrina battle it out in Hell knowing all the while that you’d take the throne from whichever one of them won. Obviously, it would be easier if Sabrina won but you could handle Caliban, even if he had the hordes of hell behind him. After all, what was a demon to a Morningstar? A boy made of clay to an angel?

That kind of reasoning was why you didn’t mind when Caliban started following you around. He never spoke to you anyway; all he did was watch and keep his distance. You let him look at you all he liked because he didn’t realize that you were looking right back. He was curious. You learned all his little tricks in the week or so that he spent following you, and then you set a trap.

You went about your day just like it was any other, but went to the woods after rehearsals for the musical. Caliban didn’t come out of the shadows as soon as you expected, so you started drawing out other things to keep busy. You’d done it dozens of times before, and the whisps were always the first to come out.

They froze everything they touched in the already-cold forest, but you didn’t mind the cold. They danced across your skin and soon you were dancing and singing along with them. The sun went down while you had your fun, and Caliban came out with the moon. Pretending not to notice, you spiraled into him during one of your turns.

“Mind if I cut in?” Caliban asked, holding out a hand to steady you.

“That depends,” you said with a smile. You used your hand to open up his palm. “Do you know how to dance?”

“I’m not opposed to learning from a pretty little thing like yourself,” Caliban said.

Either he was a quick study or someone had already taught him. You didn’t mind either way. It was better than having him stepping on your toes, plus it felt nice to have his hand in yours and on your waist. The way he looked at you also sent some very annoying butterflies in your stomach into a flurry.

When the rest of the stars started coming out and the whisps were fading, you asked, “So are we going to keep dancing until the sun comes up or are you going to tell me why you’ve been spying on me?”

Caliban smiled and stared into the trees as he thought. All he said was, “You’re more difficult to understand than your sister and your friends.”

“How so?”

“Your friends are all very human with very human concerns. Sabrina included.” Caliban looked down at you and stopped moving. “But not you. You understand Hell, you don’t fear it.” He lifted a hand to your face and moved some hair from the side, watching where his skin made contact with yours before settling back on your eyes. “Tell me, Morningstar, is there anything you fear?”

Caliban started leaning in and your breath hitched. He smiled before pressing his lips to yours, and for a second you smiled too. For a second, you let him kiss you and hold you close. Once that second was over, you remembered that he was a manipulative demon who was using you to get the Throne.

You bit down on his lip hard enough to draw blood and pushed him away. Caliban fell to the ground at the same time that the metallic taste flooded your mouth. You spat it out and knelt next to Caliban to keep him in the dirt with an icy hand. The cold radiated out from your fingertips and across his chest, but he didn’t fight it.

“You want to know why I’m not afraid of anything in Hell?” you asked, pushing down a little bit harder. “I'm not afraid because I’m the one they should be afraid of.”

The ice was snaking up Caliban’s neck but all he did was stare at your hand. “So you know a few tricks," he said. "I don’t think Hell is going to be very afraid of an ice princess.”

“They will be.”

You used your other hand to push some curls from his forehead.

“You’re willing to cross your sister in order to do it?”

“If I have to,” you said. He was silent for a few seconds so you continued, “Sabrina gets everything, have you noticed that? I never used to mind when, but now I want more.”

“And what is that you want?” Caliban asked.

“Earth.” You pushed down just a touch harder on his chest and watched the ice spread across the rest of his body. “You and Sabrina can fight it out in Hell - I’ll pick up the pieces of whoever’s left - but Earth is mine.”

Caliban was unusually quiet as he thought it over, realization spreading over his face as he did. Giving up your claim to the throne, helping Sabrina with the challenges, all the so-called secret trips to Hell … it all dawned on him at the moment it took you to freeze him to that spot on the forest floor.

“I could help you,” Caliban said in a quick voice. “We could make an alliance; I become King of Hell and you can do whatever you please here on Earth.” He looked back down at your hand on his chest for a moment before looking into your eyes again. “Or I could tell your friends about this clever plan of yours.”

“And who would believe you?” you asked. “It would be just like you, Caliban, to turn sisters against one another. You’d do anything for the throne, right?”

Caliban clenched his jaw and moved to break out of the ice that encased his body. His only problem was that he underestimated you, but that was everyone’s first problem. The ice was too strong for him to break it.

You leaned down with a smile on his face. “I’ll come back for you once this all over,” you said, ignoring him when he asked what you were doing. You pressed your lips to his and kissed him while the frost spread over his face. Pulling away, you gave a sad smile to his frozen form. “One day.”

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omgkalyppso · 3 years

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Writing Masterpost

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Last Updated: January 1st, 2022

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Fire Emblem Three Houses

Claude x Fae x Hilda x Lorenz. Modern/College AU. Fluff. Sequel to Shucks. Short sleepy fic. The Time For Sleep Is Now. 797 words. Rated M. Complete

Claude x Fae x Hilda x Lorenz. Soulmate AU. Fluff. Supplement to I Wanna Be Yours. They engage in hobbies and rest. Sunday Mornings. 1,119 words. Rated M. Complete

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Claude x Fae x Hilda x Lorenz. Post-canon. Sequel to Expanded Epilogue. Romantic Bedroom Antics. 45,513 words. 11/? Chapters. ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, TEN, ELEVEN

Claude x Fae x Hilda x Lorenz. Modern/College AU. Fluff. Partial Text fic. Oops. 8,267 words. 1/1 Chapter. LINK

Claude x Fae x Hilda x Lorenz. Modern/College AU. Fluff. New Year’s fic. Sequel to Oops. Shucks. 21,709 words. 5/5 Chapters. CHAPTER FIVE

Claude x Fae x Hilda x Lorenz. Soulmate AU. Fluff. Angst with a happy ending. I Wanna Be Yours. 135,675 words. 34/? Chapters. CHAPTERS: TWO, SEVEN, NINE, TEN, THIRTEEN, SEVENTEEN, TWENTY-THREE, TWENTY-FOUR, TWENTY-NINE, THIRTY-FOUR

Claude x Lorenz. Soulmate AU. Hurt/Comfort. Prequel to I Wanna Be Yours. I Can't Seem To Pull Myself Away. 4,987 words. 1/1 Chapter. LINK

Claude x Fae x Hilda x Lorenz. Modern AU. Fluff. Just Go With It. 40,489 words. 6/6 Chapters. CHAPTER SIX

Ashe x Dedue. Post-canon. They bake a little and then express interest and attraction. Would You Like More? 7,363 words. 1/1 Chapter. LINK

Sylvain x Dedue. Post-canon AM. Sylvain gifts flowers. Trust Or Something Like It. 6,553 words. 1/1 Chapter. LINK

Sylvain x Lorenz. Post-canon AM. They sneak away to be together. To Keeping Promises. 5,938 words. 1/1 Chapter. LINK

Sylvain x Lorenz. Post-canon AM. They sneak away to be together several more times. Sequel to To Keeping Promises. Clandestine Meetings. 13,265 words. 5/7 Chapters. CHAPTERS: FOUR, FIVE, SIX

Rodrigue x Manuela. Post-canon canon divergence AM. Manuela and Rodrigue are intimate. What Could Be. 4,035 words. 1/1 Chapter. LINK

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keyofjetwolf · 3 years

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Pitch Me your thing!

HELLO HELLO MY SUNBEAMS. For most every category, there was an impressive turn-out for pitches, so I thought we’d utilize the weirdness of this year’s GIFTENING to give something new a try. The popular vote winner for each category will happen on the first day, but on the second, the winner will be chosen from YOUR PITCHES. Mostly those pitches will be to me. The exception is in Miscellaneous, where you’ll be pitching to my family, because what I want to do and what is most entertaining isn’t necessarily the same thing.

So! How will we do this thing? GLAD YOU ASKED. I’ll link you to a form in a minute with space for one pitch. Once you fill it out, you’ll be asked if you want to do another. There’s no limit to the number of pitches you can send in! But remember that if you submit multiple entries for the same category, you’ll basically be competing against yourself.

NOW WE’VE GOT SOME RULES FOR DOING THIS (which I mostly stole from Holligay, because I have no creativity this year). Please read them carefully! I’ll toss pitches that break any of these, and I’d rather your hard work not go to waste.

Pitch Me is open for your submissions from RIGHT NOW (22 December) through the very last day of this hellyear (31 December) at 11:59pm MT.

The thing you pitch must have come from what was nominated for THE GIFTENING 2020. (Full list of those nominations in every category below the cut on this post.)

Entries must be unsigned! I’m looking to chose based on the pitch alone, regardless of who submitted it.

The pitch itself must be 100 words or less. HAVE PITY ON ME I CAN ONLY CONSUME SO MUCH.

If you’d like to get some help, ideas, feedback, all that good stuff, the Discord is a FANTASTIC resource I encourage you to use.

HERE IS YOUR PITCH SUBMISSION LINK

And, as promised, below the cut you’ll find the list of all the nominees in every category you guys sent in this year. IT’S A LONG LIST HAVE FUN WITH THAT

Anime

A Place Further Than The Universe/Sora Yori mo Toi Basho Ace Attorney (Gyakuten Saiban) Action Heroine Cheer Fruits Aggretsuko Aho Girl Air Master Akuma No Riddle Alien Nine Angel Beats! Angelic Layer Appare-Ranman Aria Aria the Animation Arrietty/ The Secret World of Arrietty (Ghibli film) Ascendance of a Bookworm Azumamga Daioh Baccano! Beastars Black Cat Blood + (the series) Bloom Into You Blue Drop/Tenshitachino Gikyoku Bodacious Space Pirates (starting right where you left off) BOFURI: I Don't Want to Get Hurt, so I'll Max Out My Defense Boku no hero academia Bubblegum Crisis Card Captor Sakura: Clear Card Cardcaptor Sakura Castlevania the Animated Series Cells at Work Chaos; Head Chihayafuru Code Geass cowboy Bebop Cyborg 009 Death Note Death Parade Deca-Dence Demon Girl Next Door Demon Slayer (Kimetsu no Yaiba) Diebuster: Aim For the Top 2 Dog Days dorohedoro Dot Hack//SIGN Dr. Stone Elfen Lied Erased (Boku Dake Ga Inai Machi) Escaflowne Excel Saga Fantastic Children Fate/Zero Flip Flappers Fresh Precure Fruits Basket 2019 Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood Ga rei Zero GaoGaiGar gekkan shoujo nozaki-kun Ghost in the Shell: Standalone Complex Ghost Stories (dubbed) Girls' Last Tour Great Pretender Hoseki no Kuni/ Land of the Lustrous House of Five Leaves/ Saraiya Goyou Inari konkon koi iroha Interviews with Monster Girls Inuyasha Isekai Izakaya "Nobu" Jellyfish Princess/ Kuragehime JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Part 4: Diamond is Unbreakable Kaguya-sama Love Is War Kaleido Star Kannazuki no Miko Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken! Kemono Friends Kiki's Delivery Service Kimi ni Todoke: From Me To You Kino's Journey/Kino no Tabi (2003) Land of the Lustrous (Houseki no Kuni) Little Witch Academia Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files EP0 {"A Grave Keeper") Love is Hard for an Otaku Love Live! Sunshine!! lupin the 3rd part 4 Madoka: The Rebellion Movie Magic knight rayearth Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha March Comes in Like a Lion Mardock Scramble Master of Martial Hearts Mawaru Penguindrum Megalobox Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid Mob Psycho 100 Mobile Suit Gundam (1979) Monster Mushishi My Bride is a Mermaid (Seto No Hanayome) My Love Story!!! My Neighbor Totoro My Next Life As A Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom My Roommate is a Cat NANA Naruto Natsume’s Book of Friends Neon Genesis Evangelion (hateblog) New Cutey Honey Nichijou Ōban Star-Racers One Piece Ouran High school Host club Outlaw Star Paranoia Agent Perfect Blue Please Save My Earth Pop Team Epic Pretty Cure Fresh Princess Jellyfish/ Kuragehime Princess Mononoke Princess Principal Princess Tutu Project A-Ko promised neverland (/yakusoku no neverland) Psycho-Pass Ranma 1/2 Re: Cutie Honey Re:Creators Read or Die (OAV) Red Garden relife Revolutionalry Girl Utena Rose of Versailles Ruroni Kenshin Sailor Moon Sailor Moon (viz dub) Samurai Champloo (english dub) Sarazanmai School Days School-Live! Scum's Wish Senki Zesshou Symphogear (listed as just "Symphogear" on Crunchyroll.) Serei no Moribito (Guardian of the Spirit) Shin Sekai Yori (From The New World) Shirobako Shoujo Kageki Revue Starlight Showa Genroku Rakugo Shinju Sleepy Princess in the Demon Castle Smile Pretty Cure (Japanese original)/ Glitter Force (english adaptation) Snow White with the Red Hair Sound Euphonium Strawberry Panic (yuri) Sweetness and Lightning The Devil is a Part-timer The Devil Lady The disasterous life of saiki k (saiki kusuo no Sai Nan) The End of Evangelion (movie) the Promised Neverland The Twelve Kingdoms Tiger & Bunny Tokimeki Tonight ToraDora Tsubasa Chronicle Umineko When They Cry Valkyrie Drive: Mermaid Vinland Saga Violet Evergarden Whispered Words (Sasameki Koto) With a Dog AND a Cat, Every Day is Fun Yona of the Dawn Yu Yu Hakusho Yugioh Duel Monster Yuki Yuna is a Hero Yuri Kuma Arashi Yuri On Ice!!! Zoids: Chaotic Century Zombie Land Saga

Non-Anime Animated

Adventure Time Amphibia Animainiacs (Original) Animaniacs (Reboot) Archie's Weird Mysteries As Told By Ginger Barbie Life in The Dreamhouse Batman the Animated Series Big Guy and Rusty the Boy Robot Big Mouth Bob's Burgers Bojack Horseman Bravest Warriors Captain N: the Game Master Carmen Sandiego (1994) Carmen Sandiego (2019) Castlevania (Netflix) Cats Don't Dance Coco Courage the Cowardly Dog Craig of the Creek Cyber Six Daria Darkwing Duck Dragon Booster Dragons: Riders of Berk DuckTales (2017) Exo-Squad Fern Gully Fillmore! Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends Futurama Gargoyles Glitch Techs Godzilla: The Animated Series Green Lantern the Animated Series Hedgehog in the Fog (Ёжик в тумане) Hey Arnold Hilda Infinity Train Iron Giant JEM Kim Possible Kipo and the Age of the Wonderbeasts Legend of Zelda animated series (1989) Legion of Super-Heroes Liberty Kids Magical Girl Friendship Squad Mao Mao: Heroes of Pure Heart The Legend of Korra Moominvalley Motorcity My Little Pony (Classic, NOT FiM) My Little Pony: Equestria Girls: Rainbow Rocks Onyx Equinox Over the Garden Wall Over the Moon (2020 film) Owl House Primal Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure Redwall Rise of the TMNT Roco's Modern Life Rugrats RWBY Samurai Jack Seis Manos She-Ra (1985) She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018) Sonic Boom Spartakus and the Sun Beneath the Sea Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse Star vs. the Forces of Evil Strange Magic Super Mario Brothers Super Show Superman: The Animated Series Teen Titans The 13 Ghosts of Scooby Doo The Animals of Farthing Wood The Dragon Prince The Hollow The Legend of Tarzan (TV series) The Magic School Bus (1994) The Mysterious Cities of Gold The Pirate Fairy (Disney Fairies) The Powerpuff Girls (1998) The Real Ghostbusters Thundercats (1985) Thundercats (2011) Transformers: Prime Tuca and Bertie Twelve Forever Undone Venture Bros Wakko's Wish Wakfu Wander Over Yonder We Bare Bears (TV) Winx Club Wreck-It Ralph (2012) X-Men Evolution X-Men: The Animated Series Xiaolin Showdown

Live Action

20,000 Leagues Under the Sea 28 Days Later 3rd Rock from the Sun A Series of Unfortunate Events American Horror Story: Asylum Babysitter's Club (2020) Batman (the old Adam West version) Better Call Saul Black Mirror Blackbeard's Ghost (Peter Ustinov) Boston Legal Boy Meets World Boys Over Flowers Bromance (Taiwanese tv series) Brooklyn 99 Buffy the Vampire Slayer Cadfael Cagney and Lacey Charmed (2018) Chopped Cleopatra 2525 Cloak and Dagger Clue (1985) Community Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance Dead Like Me Dead To Me Deadwood Death Note (Netflix) Derry Girls Dimension 20 - The Unsleeping City Doctor Who (New) Doom Patrol Dracula's Daughter (1936) Escape to the Chateau Farscape Fingersmith Galavant Godzilla (2014) Gokushufudo (2020 Japanese TV drama) Golden Girls Good Omens H20: Just Add Water (somewhere in seasons 1-2) Happy New Year Harley Quinn movie Hateblog a REALLY STRAIGHT soap opera. Haunting of Bly Manor His Dark Materials (HBO series) Holes Hot Fuzz House Inception Inside No. 9 Iron Chef America Joan of Arcadia Julie and the Phantoms Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle Kamen Rider Build Kamen Rider Ex-Aid Kamen Rider Fourze Killing Eve Knives Out Letterkenny Leverage Little Women (2019) Lucifer Matlock Majisuka Gakuen MASH Merlin Mission Impossible Ghost Protocol Money Talks (1997 film) Motherland: Fort Salem Murder She Wrote Mythbusters Nailed It! Never Have I Ever Once Upon a Time Orphan Black Pen 15 PGSM Pi (1998) Picnic at Hanging Rock (2018) Pride and Prejudice: A New Musical Puppy Bowl Pushing Daisies Rome (hateblog) Russian Doll Sabrina Sense8 Sera Myu: Un Nouveau Voyage Shameless Sierra Burgess Smallville So Weird Star Trek: TOS (or their films) Star Trek: The Next Generation Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Star Trek: Voyager Stargate Atlantis Suckerpunch Supernatural (out of context speedrun the last three episodes) Sweetheart Switched at Birth Tall Girl Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles The Addams Family (1964) The Big Flower Fight The Booth at the End The Bride With White Hair The Crown The Fresh Prince of Bel Air The Good Place The Kissing Booth The L Word The Librarians The Magicians The Muppet Show The Pregnancy Pact The Room The Steve Harvey Show The Stranded The Untamed The Witcher The Wolfman (1941) Torchwood Twilight Zone (original) Twin Peaks Ultraman Nexus Umbrella Academy Van Helsing Warehouse 13 Warrior Nun What We Do In The Shadows (tv show) Will & Grace Wynonna Earp X-Men 2: X-Men United Xena: Warrior Princess

Miscellaneous

Alpha Flight #41-62 Anime music dance party, the logistics of which are to be determined! Ask Hot Pocket and/or Mina-pup AskSharknado: Giftening Edition Attempt to make French macaroons Commentary on old Goggles Critical Role Crowdsourced: A Black Mirror-style day where Jetty has to ask what her choices are of the audience for everything! I give you a menu, you decide what she has for dinner? What does she wear? Does she walk on the track or do the eliptical? Does she go to a movie with Doc or play a video game with Mike? Can be done alongside other stuff. Doodle Day Dramatic readings of fan fiction! Drunk History (or whatever your favorite subject would be) with Jet Wolf! Drunk Sailor Moon Exorcising Closet Ghost Fic Prompts Day Figuarts Day! (Not specifically freeing anyone, just various fun poses and such) Guess the plot of a show based on its opening Her Shim-Cheong (manhwa) House of X/Powers of X Hubby's Choice IDW Jem comics liveblog Intros Only (watch show openings, give commentary, guess what show is about, etc.) Jackbox Games Jet Wolf paints along with Bob Ross Jet and Doc go to Heaven/Hell, respectively: Jet gets to write reams of words about the awesomeness of Rei Hino and Doc has to read all of them and say ONLY NICE THINGS. Jet does Tiktok dances Jet Liveblogs Holligay: A Nature Documentary Jet Ranks Sailor Moon Image Songs Jet Reads Goosebumps Jet Reads Legion of Super-Heroes Jet redesigns the Wolf and Gay offices! Jet shows off her knitting Jet Wolf attempts to recreate scenes from Sailor Moon with Mina and Hot Pocket and/or whatever is in the house Jet Wolf reacts to Sailor Moon tiktoks (in blog form) Jet Wolf reads Love and Rockets. Jet Wolf reads the Jem comics by IDW Jet Wolf reviews her old top 100 Sailor Moon moments list Jet Wolf talks about Archie Comics Jet Wolf talks about each cel she owns and why they are so awesome. Jet Wolf writes Poetry Jet Wolf's Top 5's Jet, Hubby and/or family play board games Jetty Rants and Raves Jet Wolf tries to crack the Gravity Falls Codes Kiwi Blitz on Hiveworks Let's Play on Webtoon Liveblog: Favorite X-Men comic book arcs Livestream Pathfinder one-shot LOONA (Collection of music videos with an ongoing story/universe about GIRLS who are FRIENDS and SAVE THE UNIVERSE) Lore Olympus on Webtoon Mike regales us with "the story of your love" while you get increasingly embarrassed Mina and Hot Pocket day - liveblog like a nature documentary Mister Tsukino Does His Taxes and the Household Budget (Sailor Moon fan comic by Shadowjack) Nancy Drew: Ghost Dogs of Moon Lake Not So Shoujo Love Story on Webtoon Pitch Mishaps for Untitled Senshi Game (it is a lovely day in Juuban, and you are a Horrible Minako.) Pitching hubby's favorite media at (readers/holligay/jill/momigay) Playing with dolls (because how could 3 women not have any dolls between them) Re-Take By Studio Kimigabuchi (All Ages Version) Real or Fake Anime (people submit descriptions of anime you guess if it is an anime that actually exists or not) Reviewing succulents Scavenger hunt! Not entirely sure how it would work, maybe folks could send in asks for you to show things like your favorite Rei Hino object, or the thing that's been with you the longest, etc. sewing/knitting/baking tutorial Share or rant about a Roman history topic Sleepless Domain on Hiveworks Talking to Docholligay 2: Doc Harder (basically you talking to Doc's future womb evictee while still in there and telling them stuff like say the greatness of Rei Hino) The Monster Duchess and Contract Princess (manhwa) The Polar Bear Plunge--I take Jetty to our finest Lake Elmo in January, and she jumps in! Note: THIS IS NOT DANGEROUS, WORRYWARTS. I'll bring a life preserver, I've done it before, and I would do it with her if I weren't pregnant. The Senshi Helpline--The Senshi, taking your advice questions, here and now! The World of Moral Reversal Virtual knitting/crafting circle! Let us craft and chat with you! What-If #24 Gwen Stacy Lived Worm the web serial Write an explanation for a drawing we send you! Yuri Hell's Kitchen

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