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bluexiao · 2 years

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#remember me

—he who remembers it all becomes intertwined with someone who couldn’t remember him at all

—inspired heavily by the webtoon “see you in my 19th life” | a fic for the genshintoon collab by @stellumi

THEMES. hurt with comfort, angst, may have a good ending

WORD COUNT. 3.4k words

WARNINGS. mentions of sensitive topics such as toxic families (not too much on this), death, and having amnesia.

NOTES. i spent a really short time writing this and wow this might be one of my faves? i guess? there’s not much romance ngl but i did have an open ending on this one so i’ll leave that to you guys to interpret~

The strings of his past did not linger in his veins. But it did with his mind and his soul.

In XIAO’s little world, he never really thought of anything but being a child—it was normal, he was a child.

Until he wasn’t anymore.

Memories came flooding in—ones he liked, ones he didn’t like, and ones that were filled with you.

You.

He needs to find you.

Alatus, it was his name before. It wasn’t long before he came to know that Alatus—his previous life was only a year before he was born in his current one—in Xiao’s.

He needs answers. He needs to find you. Fast.

He was young, how can he save money and meet you? You were far away from him.

But he needs to find you, and so he did.

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Fate is nothing compared to hard work. Why should he wait for fate to bring you two together when he could work hard for it?

“You called?”

You raised your head, eyes swollen and brimmed with tears, now looking at the boy in front of you curiously—or questioningly.

“W-what?”

“I thought… I heard you call my name.” A lie. You didn’t.

“I didn’t… I wasn’t calling for you,” you look away, palms now brushing off the tears on your cheeks before meeting his eyes again, “I��m sorry. You must have misunderstood.”

He pursed his lips tightly, hands itching to reach out to your face and ask you what had happened, who made you cry; to tell you that he’s there for you.

But he couldn’t, could he?

“I see,” he says, and then he comes up with an idea, slipping his hand in his pocket and then handing you something of his, a handkerchief, “take this.”

Reluctantly, you reached out for the piece of cloth, but he seemed harmless anyway. What could a boy like him do?

“Thank you,” you say as you take his offer, using the handkerchief to wipe off the remaining tears that stained your face. With no tears left to cry, you faced the boy, “What’s your name?” you asked.

He debated, but answered, “Xiao. Call me Xiao,” because, at this very moment, he knew that revealing that he was Alatus—the one who died in front of you, would be utterly terrifying for you. That day, you needed Xiao, and it also sparked the same question to him whether you’ll ever really need Alatus to show up in your life once again.

“We’ll meet again soon,” he did not hesitate to say, “tomorrow. I’ll come back tomorrow if you’d like.”

You smiled then, “Alright, I’ll wait for you then.”

You must have thought that he was just some kind who did not have anything else to do, someone from your neighborhood that you met through circumstance. He wanted to keep it that way, to at least see you once in a while even if Xiao’s home was too far away and he needed to save money and take a bus each time he visits you. He was able to do this cycle one or two more times, but as if fate made him lose all hope, he suddenly couldn’t go and see you anymore.

Because he went broke.

After all, he was but a mere teenager at that time. The only things he had gotten money from the very little allowance that he has and also the favors that he kept on doing for his classmates in school—shameless, he was, anybody would think he came off as cold and rude but the moment he does these flavors and gets paid, well they don’t seem bothered and are complaining about it. It’s a win-win situation, and he thinks that it was a fair trade.

Until his good-for-nothing brother decides to steal all his hard-earned money—oh how he could remember having the best brother back on his 18th life. And that’s when he knew that the moment he graduates, he needs to get out of the house as soon as possible.

It has been so long since he had believed in fate—well, in all the years of his memories and past lives, he for one had grown numb from all other interactions and even feelings towards others.

This time, however, it felt different and unique, more interesting and exciting than such a measly feeling called affection.

It was a first for him to deeply desire to reunite with someone from his past life, and it may have been because of his last words towards you.

“Wait for me.”

Now that he had thought about it, he didn’t even know why he grew so attached to you.

Maybe that’s why he wants to see you again?

“You called?” he felt his heart skip a beat when you had raised your head and met his eyes, “... boss?”

“Oh, you must be the new manager, Mr…”

“You may call me Xiao,” he interjects, “there’s no need to mention my surname.”

You purse your lips to him, seemingly contemplating, “well, I cannot simply do that,” you say, and even if you had rejected him, he couldn’t find himself getting irritated.

“How about… Mr. Xiao, then?” you suddenly added, offering him a gentle smile that reminded him so much of the past, when a smaller version of you used to smile at him like that, “I suppose you might be uncomfortable with being called by your last name if you had insisted not to be referred to with it.”

Well, it was partly true, but it wasn’t the entire truth either.

“So, I called you here to inform you and your team that we’ll have a meeting regarding the new project that we have. I want the Marketing team to be there, and seeing as you’re the new Head of the team, I shall be expecting more from you.”

He wanted to stay, to delay the absence of you with him, but he did not.

He did not know why he felt that way. Was it because of his memories? Of what he felt as Alatus and has now affected Xiao?

Ah, he did not know, nor did he want to care about it now. It was not like him to overthink, more so as his lives continued to pass and go on like a wave, always flowing and flowing. His problems came as storms, but he knew that they would pass soon.

Because he had been through them a thousand times, he can remember.

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In his 18th life, he met you as ALATUS.

He was rich—quite different from the man he is now, and he had a good life, too good to be true.

Ah, yes, it was too good that fate must’ve decided it was enough happiness to be given to someone like him.

He can never truly know if it was a gift or a curse to remember. Sometimes he wishes he couldn’t, quite rare was it for him to want to. Most of the time, he ignored it, choosing to go along the waves that fate decided to throw at him.

When he met you, it was one of those rare times.

Your voice, your smile, your care for him. No matter how much the little him pushed you away, you still treated him the same as others. Why was he even that stubborn before? If he didn’t grumble for a long time, he would’ve made more memories with you, maybe that way, the void in his soul was not the same as it was now. Maybe he didn’t need to seek you now in his 19th life.

“What’s on your mind?”

He flinches when he heard your voice, now meeting your eyes in the present as a memory flashes on the back of his mind.

You used to ask the same question back then.

“You seem to want to say something, you know you can speak up.”

He looks around and sees the familiar faces of his team, especially the sight and vibe of the meeting room. Right, you were all in a meeting, how could he even have a fleeting thought at this very moment?

“I agree with the suggestion earlier, however, I was thinking of a better way to advertise and market our products.”

“Oh? Please tell.”

“Shopping applications. We may have our own social media advertisement at the moment but with other shopping applications, it will be a good way to start before we can begin and create our online site.”

This was not new to him. Throughout his lives, he could remember being a royal, an artist, a corporate worker—very much like now. He may not like corporate jobs, but since you owned a business—one that was the reason why both of your families (his previous family) were connected. The reason why he met you in the first place.

He wanted to groan, but he was still in a meeting and you are directly in front of him.

But he can remember it.

The reason why you two met… was because it was arranged.

“Do you want this… this marriage? Do you not feel chained at all?” he remembered his tiny voice, one filled with confusion, teeth chewing on his lip as he stared out to the vast landscape that can be seen from the balcony you both were at.

“Well, I just thought that no matter what happens… t doesn’t seem wrong to want to have a friend. You do know that we’re both in the same boat here, right?”

Your bravery to face the future… Yes, that might be it. That might be why he wanted to see more of you, more of what you could do.

Because that certainly is not his forte.

No matter how he knew he’ll remember his next life, he didn’t know if this was going to be the last. Until when will he reincarnate? Until when will this keep on? The uncertainties just keep piling up that even they retained throughout the lives that he had gone through.

“You know, I just noticed, but even if the meeting has finished, you seem like you still have a lot in mind,” you say, standing up from your chair as it was just him and you in the empty meeting room, the voices of the others fading away, “I want to tell you to focus—no, I need you to focus, but it seems this is something personal.”

You smiled at him, patting him on his shoulders as you decided to pass by him, “Talk to someone. It might be awkward to have your boss tell you this, but I still have to take care of my employees.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

He watched as you walked away from his sight and the memory in his mind came too close to his liking.

Speak for yourself, he wanted to say, until now, he hadn’t seen the same bright eyes you had when you were younger.

It seems so much has changed that even if he told you who he was, you may be the only one who wouldn’t remember.

The days had passed by since he met you again, but the nagging thought in his mind about whether he’d tell you the truth or not kept on appearing. He knew it was a bad idea… but it was you.

“You can tell me anything, I’m ready to listen to you anytime.”

“We may not be close, but you know you can tell me anything. Well, maybe outside of the office. Only if you want to!”

You were still the same as before, and it makes him wonder if he probably emitted the same vibe as his previous life, for you to act this way.

“Why do you even care?”

“That is a nice offer. But maybe not.”

He looks away before he can even see the dejected look on your face. “Ah, right, it’s unprofessional of me to ask. I apologize.”

He watches you again as you walked away. He doesn’t know if he can handle seeing you down, more so when it’s because of him.

It was inevitable, he says to himself, he only needed to see if you were okay.

Now that he had, however… what now?

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“What’s going on with you and… you know.”

“What do you mean?”

“Pretty sure you two have chemistry. I mean, have you seen how he looks at you?”

For you, XIAO was a coworker, and of course, it was improper to even think more of him than that.

But it proves to be difficult… unfortunately.

He left an impression on you, most especially with your first conversation with him. He seems familiar, almost, as if he was someone whom you’ve known before, but of course, that would be impossible.

Growing up, you didn’t have friends, save for a few whom you truly treasure and remember. If he was one of them, even way back, you could’ve remembered.

You really could have.

“Y/n, you seem to be preoccupied, is something wrong?”

Instead of seeing the nagging and teasing Hu Tao from earlier, your eyes met Ganyu, your assistant, and also your best friend that has been with you for a very long time. If there was anyone who could know your past, it was her.

“Do you perhaps find Mr. Xiao familiar?”

“I’m not sure… Where did this come from?”

“Nothing,” you wet your lips, “s’just weird. There’s just something in him that I couldn’t point out,” you paused, stopping on your tracks as your eyes gazed down onto the tiled ground, “do you think this has got something to do with ‘that’ day?”

So suddenly, the atmosphere changed, and you were quite thankful that you couldn’t see Ganyu’s face, or else she would’ve mirrored the look on yours.

“If it was,” she hesitates, ”then maybe the best person to talk this with is not me.”

“What do you mean to say?” you question her as your head instinctively looks up.

“What I meant was, would it not be the best option to talk about your lost memories with Mr. Zhongli? After all, he was the brother of… the boy you could not remember.”

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The boy you could not remember. All you could recall was that his name was ALATUS, but you couldn’t say that it was purely out of your memory because it was others who reminded you of the boy who died in front of you. For you.

It was an accident, nobody’s fault. They said that the car toppled over and it was him who had shielded you from being crushed. But you could not remember a single thing, even after eleven years had passed.

But the thing is, you were so young when it all happened, a mere 6-year old will surely have not to remember what had occurred to them when they were that young, however, they did say that you suffered from amnesia nonetheless, the very reason why you couldn’t remember a single thing from your past.

“You seem bothered,” a voice snaps you back to reality, and before you knew it, you were back into your office, seated on a rather comfortable chair with the familiar screen of the computer in front of you, unfinished work waiting for you your attention. And not to mention the sight of your subordinate standing not too far from your desk.

“I apologize, I failed to see you, is there anything I could do for you?” you regained your composure quite fast, but for some reason, your heart pounded in your chest and your head began to ache. A hand instinctively reach to rub and massage your temple as you moved your gaze away from the man, settling on the computer screen to pretend that you were busy, at the least. You couldn’t, no, shouldn’t show any type of weakness in front of your subordinates, that’s what your father used to say.

“I’m here to hand our reports,” he places a stack of papers on folders on your desk, seeing that they may be too heavy for him to hand over directly to you. When you met his eyes again, you saw them once more—that same expression that you couldn’t seem to point out.

Yearning. Yet why?

Why is he looking at you as if he knew you?

“What is it?”

You bit your lip. He surely has a sharp tongue and a straightforward mindset. As his boss, you could’ve easily told him off, but there was this nagging thought in your head that you couldn’t get out of.

“Do I know you?” the question slipped out before you could stop yourself, “I feel like we’ve met each other before.”

He looks away, “We have not, you don’t know me.”

After that, he bowed in front of you and exited out of your office without letting you utter a single word. Well, even if he did wait, you could not have answered anything else without sounding embarrassed.

You might’ve just mistaken it, then.

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“Alatus, I heard about this but, did you know that we have past lives? When I read that, it makes me think of what I have done in my past life, or what I will do in my future one. Don’t you think it’s quite interesting?”

“What’s so fascinating about knowing when you could also remember your pas’s burdens?”

“Well… don’t you think even happy memories are more important?”

“Happy… memories…”

“Right? If you think that your life is on a tough place, being able to recall those joyous times can help you relax even for a moment. That’s why it doesn’t seem that bad to remember.”

It might not have been fate, but he knew that there was a reason why he so badly needed to see you once more.

It was not too long ago when he had heard the news that you suffered from memory loss when you were very little. Of course, the information was due to you being the heir to a wealthy family. This one, he truly did not know.

When he came back to this world, he was searching for a purpose again, especially after he had recalled all the memories ofhis past lives. As someone who had lived for so long and for many times, it was not new for him to find for something that he could do.

After all, what else should he do when he probably had done it his previous life?

He did not expect that in the midst of living the 18th life, he’ll be able to connect them to his 19th one—such a bizarre situation that would make him bend his rules on not associating his previous lives’ relationships with the next one.

Nothing good comes from not being able to move on.

But now, when he realized how you must have suffered, how you must have been craving for the truth, it was too difficult to ignore.

He walks away now, but it was all inevitable.

He halts, clenching his fists as a question comes to mind.

“Do you… really want to remember?”

“Remember what?”

He jumps when he hears your voice. All of a sudden, his heart pounds and he could feel the tension on the back of his neck.

“It’s late, did you work overtime?” you asked, seemingly sensing the lack of response from him.

“Yes,” he answers, but it didn’t feel right to end it that way… “you as well?”

“Yeah,” you say as you stand in front of him, “we worked diligently today, great job to both of us!”

“In my next life, I’d want to remember you.”

“Remember me?” his brows furrowed, after all, this was the first time such a thing reached his ears, “Why would you want to remember me?”

You smiled then, looking over ahead, not meeting his eyes. But for some reason, he knew that you were genuine,”Just because!”

“Y/n.”

“Yes?”

As soon as you turned around, he hesitated, but with the sight of the memory on his mind, he feels a rush of confidence on his veins.

“Did you know that we have past lives?”

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sweetrupturedlight · 4 years

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This week on Sen Çal Kapımı

We pick up exactly where we left off and there’s copious hand-holding, cuddles, kisses (see: cheek, lips and eskimo), giggles, a coffee date, breakfast date, dinner date, adorable banter, shameless flirting and no concept of personal space. Oh, and Serkan’s heart eyes continuously devour Eda with expert precision.

Before we jump right into it, let’s review last week’s bulleted list of things I expected was coming.

From the fragman, Serkan names a star or something after her #squee

Selin finally getting it

Aydan not getting it

Seyfi being over the moon - along with Melo no doubt

I’m 3.5/4. But come on, we know Melo loves her bro-in-law right?

Now, onto this week. Seeing Serkan clearly in love - and embracing it - is delightful to watch. The natural chemistry between Hande and Kerem have the room to shine brightly as the script allows them to dial the romance setting to ‘roast’. Serkan’s growth as a character is never more evident. The surly, stern taskmaster of old is replaced by a smiling (spontaneously), belly laughing, and downright playful young man in love. And its just squee inducing to watch. When he confesses to Eda that she is addictive, I thought his mood (and how Kerem plays Serkan) clearly demonstrates the effect that the emotion has on him - of being unable to focus, feeling light, happy, carefree and confident.

Throughout the romantic comedy, there is an underlying ripple of vulnerability. I love that the show doesn’t take for granted that Serkan has never been in love - and that being in love and confessing it - especially to a woman he didn’t believe could love him back - is also scary. Numerous times throughout the episode he asks for confirmation that she returns his affection. While its played as lighthearted banter - and provides ample opportunity for us to smile like idiots as they flirt outrageously - it’s also a reminder that he is a loner by nature and putting himself at the mercy of someone else cannot be easy. His concern that she will tire of him was adorable but also tinged with anxiety. She is a fairy to him - whimsical and carefree - and he must worry a little that someday, she will fly away without him. That said, he’s jumped all in. For a man who’s never really cared for romantic entanglements, he sure learns fast… as Eda says, he is a romantic robot, with a fierce beating heart.

Finally, I love that Eda’s education is important to her - but its also something Serkan recognises and supports. Their two-month deal is a postponement, not a cancellation of her plans. It’s not her putting him first and disadvantaging herself. Its an opportunity for them to get to know each other, spend time together, for him to wrap up pressing business matters and organise himself around a move to Italy to support the woman he loves as she pursues her interests and education. That’s fantastic! I love that its not an issue. He didn’t try and convince her to study in Turkey. Her dream is Italy. So he will rearrange his life in order to support her. That’s a partnership and I love to see it.

Things I loved about this episode:

All he handholding. Listen, I’m a simple shipper. Give me the basics, and I’m in hog heaven

The lack of personal space. They literally breathe the same air 99% of the time. It’s romantic, endearing and also more than a little blush-inducing??? Or is it just me? The breakfast scene was one of my favourites for this very reason.

Despite prompting Eda to confess her feelings, Serkan’s confessions kept escalating. He goes from I love you, to all I see is you, to I want to hug you, hold you, kiss you, I’m addicted to you, I can’t think/work with you around. Adorable.

Eda fixing Serkan’s collar. A small moment, but reminded me of her unbuttoning his shirt in the stairwell during the first episode. How far they’ve come.

The simplicity of framing them in each other’s arms on a couch was a fantastic way of showcasing their domesticity as well as highlighting their chemistry. I also loved Serkan in that brown shirt? It was a great wardrobe choice to highlight his downtime.

Things that confused me:

Ayfer’s continued “anti-Serkan” agenda. It remains puzzling. It’s completely incongruent with her previous assessment of him. So this plot point continues to feel a little shoehorned and forced in order to move us towards a storytelling arc.

Hiding their romance was fun this episode. But hopefully, everything is out in the open next week. They deserve a little normal after all the crazy of the weeks that came before. Sneaking around now just feels too over the top for a sustained plot point.

Alptekin and Aydan truly annoy me. Serkan’s father is apparently a man who built a successful company. Yet everything about him screams inept to me. Both his wife and son are unhappy with his conduct, his business decisions don’t seem very sound (at least from Serkan’s perspective) and the elephant in the room - his previous undesirable business practices. Aydan continues the “Choose Selin” crusade when doing that would hurt a myriad of people - including Ferit and Eda. It’s selfish and lacks any awareness of what is going on around her. Perhaps that is the meta-commentary on her character, seeing as she is unable to leave her self imposed prison. Get them both out of here. Please and thank you.

Engin’s romance? Honestly, I don’t care at all. He has no chemistry with Piril and call me salty, but did the camera linger on their kiss longer than any other on the show? Maybe I am just being salty. Moving along.

Low key confused about how sad I felt for Selin? She isn’t my fave, and yes, Ferit deserves more than a woman who literally planned to dump him 0.5 seconds before their wedding day, but I guess she realised that the love of a man who adores her is a better choice than chasing a pipedream. Plus, the humiliation of being dumped at the alter… how does one recover. Not sure what her character brings to the show now seeing as her connection was through Ferit. So we’ll see...

Urm… who else is low key rooting for Ferit and Ceren? Didn’t see that one coming, but at least it’s an exciting development.

Things I know is coming:

Some third-party, potential romantic interest for Eda? Don’t see how this will work because she only has eyes for Serkan. So perhaps “romance” isn’t the direction it will take… one can only hope.

The Bolat’s trying to break up Eda and Serkan? Not sure why that’s necessary. Serkan certainly had nothing to do with - nor any knowledge of - his fathers aforementioned undesirable business practices. While I have no doubt this will create tension, I hope to God they don’t tell Serkan and have him wrestle with how to tell Eda and in doing so, create secrets and distance between them.

Eda tells either Ayfer or her besties that she and Serkan are in love. #HereForIt

“I can’t breathe when you’re not here” !!! #CallTheParamedic

And most importantly:

Seyfi remains my absolute fave.

Do they have an overnight stay next week? Because… it sure looked like it.

#FlingsSelfIntoTheEverLovingSun #NotPrepared

#sen cal kapimi #edser #serkan bolat #eda yildiz #Sen Çal Kapımı #naz rambles

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shizuumi151 · 6 years

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8, 28 and 35 for the ask for writers thing?

eyy thanks for the ask! i accidentally deleted my half-answers to this twice by refreshing the page by mistake orz orz third time oughta be the charm tho!

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

okay so this was a pretty difficult question because i don’t actually have any favourites out of my fics or any specific dialogue scenes. i guess what i am pretty proud of tho is my one boueibu fic from a long while back, Love Without Action Is No Love At All! - here’s a snippet:

“Which means an important question remains,” En persisted, his chair skidding back as he stood tall. His hand went on his hip, and his other rubbed his chin as he looked to the top left corner of his eye in thought. “If we consider all the evidence so far,” he prompted, looking back at Ryuu. “What do you suppose the truth really is?”

“The truth?” Ryuu parroted, swallowing. “Th-That’s easy! I’m—!”

“—You’re right. It is easy,” En intervened. His hands hit on the table, primed as he loomed over Ryuu sitting at the other end. “In fact, I’d say it’s so easy at this point, whatever you try to claim doesn’t matter!”

“You’re bored again, huh, En-chan…” Atsushi sighed, and started to pack away his jigsaw.

i never completed this fic beyond the one chapter i published for it - the idea was that it was supposed to be like an actual episode of boueibu filled with inane dialogue and a situation that enables shipping on borderline absurdity. plus the sheer amount of character interaction meant that the chapter was very, very dialogue-heavy. i was proud of being able to write it in a way that satisfied my sense of what would go on in an actual episode, or as close as i could - the above snippet leads into a shameless a/ce a/ttor/ney reference which i had a lot of fun writing as well

28. Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

yeet promo time - here are my three favourite writers for kiribaku rn, a testament to my ‘i only stan legends’ policy:

cityboyshands down my all-time fave krbk writer - their story 2 A.M got me into the ship and is my top of the top fave krbk fics, and their fic ghosts beneath ink wash stars is so goddamn atmospheric. atmospheric’s the word; that’s the feeling you get from their writing. you get transported. the level of vividness that is achieved so naturally with their writing style makes it feel screenplay-worthy - i always insist 2 A.M could be turned into some slice-of-life anime or short film - and is one of those writers whose stuff isn’t pick-me-up material, but the sort that you indulge in only after leaving it to settle from the previous time you enjoyed it.

detectivelion / @malachite-azuriteoh man, can i tell you how in love i am with detectivelion’s works? can i please? answering this ask is basically free license to do that, right?they’re a multitalented soul who writes for a plethora of fandoms, but obvs i’m a krbk stan so i’ve only read their bnha stuff and god am i never disappointed - the ability to achieve that balance of humour and characterisation and vividness without ever, not once being heavy-handed with description or prose. the text never gets in the way of delivering the imagery directly to the theatre of the reader’s brain, which is the biggest thing i value when it comes to another person’s writing. plus all of their fic ideas are literally golden; just a scroll through their ao3 page tells you they have a history of producing quality for what they love and wanna get across every, single, time. they’re busy rn spreading their talent for other fandoms atm but pls do give their stuff a read if you somehow haven’t i swear you won’t be disappointed

QuirklessWonder / @importantcomputerstudentround no. 3 this is the knockout punch the grand slam and that’s gotta be syd hands-down no contestlike, buddy, in the Y/N question to krbk, reading syd’s oneshots compiled in a lovely series To The Tune of Bakushima (which is rated E only bc two of the oneshots are but most of them are Ts and Gs for you minors out there) is a requisite to answering Y in my humble opinion. do you like peak characterisation, interaction, realistic, relatable, and humbling feelings coming across through characters and hilarious, creative, and heart-warming situations and lil plots? yes to all of that? then this is all it right here. i also recently got to chatting with them which was the best decision ever because she’s just real lovely and polite and also iS HEADING UP A BAKUSQUAD AND KIRIBAKU ZINE WITH HER BUDDIES @sixthwheelzine!! (am i really doing shameless promo in the middle of answering an ask? why yes, isn’t it obvious?)

in conclusion, if you read any krbk work by these three writers, i give you my personal guarantee that you’re gonna have the best of times

35. Would you ever kill off a canon character?

hm, i don’t think i would out of my own volition - i have a preference of having my characters alive. if someone commissioned me to write that though, i wouldn’t mind. plus i remember reading a real nice fic where bakugou was a ghost and there was a description of how he died and got to haunting the house kiri moved into.

writer’s ask meme’s here

#kiribaku #bakushima #fic rec #ask #anon #personal #writing #me

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sariasprincy · 6 years

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21 questions writers tag

Tagged by the always wonderful, always lovely @itslulu42

1. Short stories, novels, or poems?

Definitely short stories. I have so much to write that I hardly ever read novels.

2. What genre do you prefer reading?

Does fanfiction count as a genre? Because then that. I agree with @itslulu42 that there is something nice about reading about characters you already love and adore, and seeing how another writer’s concept of their personalities and how that affects their actions, etc.

3. What genre do you prefer writing?

Within fanfiction? Definitely modern. I LOVE modern. Give me the police!aus, mafia!aus, doctor!aus, coffeeshop!aus, all the AUs. I need!

4. Are you a planner or a write-as-you-go kind of person?

Oh definitely write-as-I-go. I might have a document of scenes, conversations, or events that I want to have happen. But they’re jumbled together and not in order. It usually works out alright. (Unless I step away from the fic for a few months. Then I forget what happens next)

5. What kind of music do you listen to as you write?

I don’t. I need silence. I used to listen to music, but then I started writing the lyrics. Then I went to wordless music and it was still distracting. So now I listen to nothing. Though Food Network usually plays on mute in the background.

6. Favorite books/movies?

Books: The Chronicles of Chrestomanci, Pride and Prejudice (hardest read but so cute), anything by Gennita Low.

Movies: Pirates of the Caribbean (1-3), Nightmare before Christmas, V for Vendetta, Red vs Blue (not a movie but oh well)

7. Any current WIPs?

...no. None at all. Why do you ask?

1. Nightmare in Red - four chapters remaining 2. Where it Happened - too many chapters remaining 3. Hollow Point - unreleased, but still a wip 4. Lots of unpublished, half-written oneshots

8. If someone where to make a cartoon character of you, what would your standard outfit be?

Heeled boots, jeans, cardigan.

9. Create a character description of yourself.

That pretty girl that’s comes off as rude and abrasive so people tend to stay away. She tells it like it is and needs to work on her mouth filter, but is the first one to stand up for the little guy. Doesn’t need or want a lot of friends, but once you get close to her, she will go well out of her way for you.

10. Do you incorporate people you actually know into your writing?

Nope.

11. Are you kill-happy with your characters.

Yes and no. I do tend to kill minor characters to advance the plot, but I don’t kill major characters often. I find the less you kill characters, the more impactful their deaths are. spoiler alert

12. Dream job?

Cardiovascular surgeon. I would have loved to become a doctor, but time and money constraints happened unfortunately (because let’s be honest, being $500k in debt does not sound like fun).

13. Coffee or tea while writing?

Sambuca.

14. Slow or fast writer?

On a roll I can type out 1-1.5k in an hour (with minimal editing). When I’m not in the mood, we’re looking at 300 words an hour (though I usually save and close out before that).

15. Where/who/what do you find inspiration from?

Everything.

Quotes, TV shows, music, other people’s writing. I found inspiration for a scene walking down a flight of stairs once and then another time pulling a box of cereal from the shelf while grocery shopping. If I do something, I get inspired lol.

16. If you were put into a fantasy world, what would you be?

Supreme ruler of everything!

Seriously though, likely a spy. I people watch. A lot.

17. Most fave book cliché? Least fave book cliché?

Best: Enemies to friends to lovers. (kill me!)

Worst: Girl is unable to save herself. Boy sweeps in. Girl falls in love with boy. The end. (kill me - in a bad way)

18. Fave places to write.

Work? Bwahaha. It’s our slow season (Winter). I usually run out of things to do with 2-4 hours left of my shift.

19. Fave scenes to write.

The three A’s: arguments, angst and action. And also women stepping outside the bounds of what is considered socially acceptable for a woman and blowing the men’s mind.

20. Most productive time of day to write?

2pm-11pm. I tend to take more breaks at 2pm, but my writing needs more editing towards 11pm or so.

21. Reason for writing?

I’m with lulu. Reviews. I’m shameless. I know my writing is really good. Now tell me how good you think it is too and boost my ego ha.

But I also love writing because it lets me live a life I can’t have. I can be a Naruto ninja or a police officer or an international criminal wanted by multiple agencies or a pirate or etc, etc. When I write, I get to live another life. (Not to say I don’t love my life because I do! But look how many more lives I get to live on top of my own)

Who to tag? Who to tag? How about: @littlebirdrobin @silverfootstepswrites @la-moonlight-lily @beyondthemoor (if you’re around). And if you want to do this, please say I tagged you! I really don’t mind!

#writer meme #silly little games #but in all seriousness #that character description is accurate af #I hate people in real life #especially boys #just because I'm pretty doesn't mean you have the authority to talk to me #and when I remind them of that #theyre like mind blown #so I'm pretty mean #I do feel bad for my boyfriend sometimes #because hes really nice #and I'm still learning how to be nice like him lol #but I love my tumblr friends!! so please talk to me!#I like when people talk to me online lol #these tags probably got too personal #and conceded #ha

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one-soul-two-brothers · 7 years

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one-soul-two-brothers’ ultimate fic recs: wincest edition (part II)

how I chose these: Wincest fics are my (other) absolute faves to read First time fics are the best I like them to keep some semblance of canon Happy endings are a requirement A fic doesn’t have to have sex to be good (but it doesn’t hurt) They have all been thoroughly vetted (aka I’ve read them all at least twice, and will definitely be reading them all again)

ENJOY!

best SELF HARM / ED

title: Brittle rating: explicit word count: 30k summary: Sam Winchester has an eating disorder. excerpt: They pass another mile marker and Sam takes another bite, chews it over contentedly and Dean’s smile dulls a fraction. He eases up off the gas and waits, and waits, and waits. Sam doesn’t take another bite until they come up on another mile marker. Dean speeds up. The next bite comes faster, at the next mile marker. When Dean laughs again it’s edging into mania. anna’s notes: Hands down one of my all-time favorites. It’s so well-written, it incorporates canon seamlessly, and it’s completely believable. Just...go read it. Now.

title: My Only Home rating: explicit word count: 13k summary: Dean's been gone a while, running wild with a twisted soul and black eyes. When Sam finally brings him back, Dean realizes his little brother hasn't been doing well in his absence, and he has more important things to worry about than what he did as a demon. excerpt: Dean’s human again and Sam should eat something but he can’t. Instead he takes another sip of the whiskey and swears he can feel it collecting hot in his otherwise empty belly. He’s never had a relapse like this before, even though pushing his plate away has remained a default response for him any time they fight. If he and Dean are in the thick of it, Sam can’t eat, but usually they make up pretty quick. All the years and miles between them and the desperation has never really subsided. They never did do so well with words, anyway. They’ve always said everything they needed to without them – with touches, kisses, teeth and hands. Sam needs that right now, he needs it the way he’s always needed it, but he won’t go to Dean. He needs his big brother, but he knows that the only thing that matters is that they’re together again at all; the rest has to be Dean’s choice.

best DRUNK DIAL

title: Moderation Itself rating: explicit word count: 4100 summary: The brothers get into a fight (over something stupid, of course) and Sam leaves. The absence stretches from weeks to months, and one night Dean can’t take it anymore and drunk-dials Sam, leaving a very non-brotherly message. excerpt: The next day, he hit Florida. He spent three days in Jacksonville, killing a water spirit like something out of Greek mythology, and then he was on the road again, passing through Georgia and Alabama and on up into Tennessee. Next thing he knew, it'd been a week since he'd gotten laid, and then two. It wasn't that he didn't have opportunities—hell, he was Dean Winchester, chicks practically fell onto his dick every time he walked into a bar—he just couldn't stop thinking about Sam, and how Sam apparently wanted to fuck Dean so bad that he'd up and left—Sam, his baby brother, who Dean had spent his whole fucking life trying to protect.

best FUCK OR DIE

title: Who Looks Inside, Awakes rating: explicit word count: 6600 summary: Dean finds himself the victim of spirit which drains life by inducing erotic nightmares. There's only one solution, but he doesn't like it. He doesn't like it at all...

best WEECEST

title: It Started Out With A Kiss rating: explicit word count: 17k summary: Sam has a date. That's not the problem. The problem is that Sam's asking Dean to teach him how to kiss. The problem is that this kiss changes everything. anna’s notes: I’m not a big fan of weecest in general (mainly because I like later-season fics) but this one is cute. And Sam is 17 here.

best MPREG

title: Riot Gear rating: mature word count: 21k summary: Shortly before they ganked Dick Roman Sam became pregnant. He either knew and didn't tell Dean because he didn't want to give Dean any more pressure or he had no idea at all. The stress and trauma of seeing Dean and Cas disappear along with Crowley taking off with Kevin sends Sam into a downward spiral. The added stress from hitting Riot causes Sam to have a miscarriage. Sam spends time recovering physically, but not emotionally, with Amelia who knows not to ask about the baby.When Dean gets back and reams Sam out for not looking for him, Sam can't bring himself to tell Dean what happened. He thinks Dean will blame him for losing their kid and that it'll be the final straw. anna’s notes: This is the first mpreg I’ve ever read mostly because I think it’s kinda weird. But I actually really liked this one! It’s totally heartbreaking (but it does eventually have a happy ending.)

best PLOT WHAT PLOT

title: You’re Possessing Me rating: explicit word count: 3200 summary: Dean goes looking for something to get himself off to--he's in no way expecting to stumble on porn vids of Sam. But now that he has, he's becoming obsessed.

title: untitled rating: explicit word count: 1000 summary: Dean buys a “create-a-cock” vibrator kit. excerpt: “You don’t think it’d be beneficial to you to watch me fuck myself using it? Or if we had to spend the night apart on a case or something, and you could watch how much I miss you on your laptop?” Dean stalks up to Sam, getting into his space and hooking his fingers into the belt loops of his jeans. “That doesn’t sound like anything you’d like at all?”

title: Nothing Is Enough For Me rating: explicit word count: 3300 summary: Sam uses the hotel shampoo and it causes an unexpected reaction. excerpt: Without taking his eyes off the road, Dean reaches over and pushes Sam’s hair back behind his ear. His fingers slide through the silky strands and his fingertips graze Sam’s temple, tracing almost delicately over the curve of Sam’s ear before pulling away. It’s a simple, casually intimate gesture, something that would normally make Sam grin like a dork at the display of sweetness from his brother. Only today, whatever the shampoo was doing to Sam’s scalp made Dean’s touch race through him like an electric pulse. It sent goosebumps spreading down his arms and sides, even making his nipples hard. His eyes practically roll back in his head and he shudders in his Fed suit like Dean had just run his fingernails hard up Sam’s naked back.

best SEASON 12 CODAS (episodes 1-11)

title: untitled (12x02) summary: Fix-it for the missing Brother Hug. anna’s notes: Ficlet. Shameless self-promo.

title: untitled (12x02) summary: The aftermath of Sam’s torture. anna’s notes: Ficlet.

title: First Crush (12x03) summary: Sam tells Mary about his first crush. anna’s notes: Ficlet. Probably my favorite ficlet ever.

title: untitled (12x07) summary: Sam’s stronger than Lucifer. anna’s notes: Ficlet.

title: Your Billie Will Explode if You Mix Them with Soda (12x09) rating: mature word count: 1140 summary: A short coda to "First Blood": what happened when they died. excerpt: “You will let us into our heaven while we’re dead.” “You must be joking.” “Non-negotiable.” “I hope you two decide it’s gonna be you, Dean.” “Yeah, I get that.”

title: Like A Virgin (12x09) excerpt: Circumstances being what they were, lube was not an option, so as soon as he bent Sam over and shoved Sam’s prison uniform down his body Dean spit into his palm, fingers circling Sam’s hole. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” Dean murmured in awe. “Like a fucking virgin again.” anna’s notes: Ficlet. Disgustingly hot.

title: After Blood (12x09) rating: explicit word count: 1244 summary: Sam and Dean take comfort in each other. excerpt: But when Billie had asked the question, when Dean had looked at Sam for what could have been the last time? He didn’t want to leave him, but he knew there was no way he could lose him either.

title: Coda 12.11 excerpt: The brother that had come in on the tail end of all of that had startled the living fuck out of him. There’d been no way to dodge the messy truth that had hit him like a hammer to the chest a moment later, and it had left a heart-deep, bone-deep bruise that Dean was pretty sure was going to hurt until he died. Because he’d known even then, amid the fading violet glow from the grimoire, that he couldn’t, wouldn’t, tell Sam about this, couldn’t ask the kid for this... anna’s notes: Ficlet. A+.

title: Distraction (12x11) rating: teen+ word count: 2200 summary: Losing his memories means that Dean loses inhibitions Sam didn't even know he had. excerpt: Dean’s smirk is fully back in place. He’s still up against the wall where Sam had pushed him, still shirtless and of course, still stunning. He licks his lips oh so slowly, eyes sliding down Sam’s body to where Sam is still hard in his pants. Sam’s breath is still coming short, and he scrambles for a way to stop this while he still can. Dean is like a child, he thinks, frustrated because Dean has always been better with kids than he has. What would he do with a child who wanted to do something they shouldn’t?

title: Until You Come Back Home (12x11) rating: mature word count: 4800 excerpt: Cas wonders, as he often does, if he should tell Sam that he knows what it really is that he needs. He decides that tonight, after all these years, he finally will. They’re not getting any younger, after all, and he’s mainly stayed out of it because he didn’t truly believe that two people so singularly and utterly devoted could be that stubborn and obtuse. It’s maddening, and it almost seems purposeful, how they ignore each others’ signals, like they each have that secret locked down so tight (out of shame, probably, or guilt), each other’s light can’t get through. It’s tragic, almost, if he’s being completely honest. anna’s notes: Okay but this is just fan-fucking-tastic. Starts off from Castiel’s POV but changes to the brothers’. First time, super sweet, just...so good. Go read it.

For my other ultimate fic recs (j2 non-au, j2 au, and wincest), go here.

#mine #ultimate fic recs #wincest #fic rec

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recklessmoon · 7 years

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märchen starters

Taken from Defade’s english translations, use these as you’d like! May imply triggering content additionally because of the nature of the album. I’ve included lines from the prequel album IdoIdo too!! Have fun! Feel free to edit where neeeded. Placed under cut for length.

“And history alone remained..”

“Hey! Something’s dropped beside the well!”

“There…watch your steps.”

“Are you doing okay? Not scared?”

“Well, I’ll bring you to a nice spot today. Let’s go!”

“Sins require punishment.”

“This deserted village…is just like a graveyard…ufufu…”

“[Insert Name], fairytales always begin from the graveyard.”

“Come here to me.”

“Dig me out...”

“Such a tragic era.”

“The goal of life is to survive.”

“The goal of life is to multiply.”

“Hey! Young mister/miss!”

“Mother/Father! I’m back!”

“Welcome hom..…who are those men?”

“Don’t scream like a pig! You’re disgusting to look at!”

“Don’t make this so hard on us!”

“That brilliant era in which you’re smiling now, without hating anyone or regretting death, let’s meet there for sure.”

“I’ll kill you…”

“I wanted a friend, but I had no idea what that was…”

“Until I met you, I didn’t know the color of loneliness, nor the meaning of love…”

“I’ll put a flower in your hair.”

“Really? Make it look cute, okay!”

“Let’s go over there next time!”

“I’d like to say goodbye to my friend at least.”

“I will be the last one to bear darkness. Please go into the light…”

“[Insert name]…you’ll definitely come for me, right?”

"Come, your [father/mother/ect] is waiting.”

“Why…why wouldn’t you accept this child as a successor to this house..!”

“That topic is closed and done with.”

“I don’t want to hear it, [Insert name].”

“Is it because I’m a concubine….no, is it because this child is disabled?”

“[Insert Name]….I deeply feel for you, so much that it hurts. However I will not forgive you.”

“Aren’t you cold, [Insert Name]?”

“[Insert Name], the light is warm!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, so sorry…”

“Even if I pray to God, my cries will never reach.”

“So I’ll embrace my sins and cease my prayers.”

“Lady/Milord [Insert Name], please remain strong!”

“You standing there, can you hear me? Then come here to me….and dig me out!”

“Kill the witch! Kill [Insert Name]!”

“You should just die!”

“Look! ….look at this comedy! Then I shall become a true 《witch》 that curses the world!”

“[Insert Name], even if you fell into hell, I’d still love you.”

“This story is fiction”

“But that doesn’t mean everything is made up.”

“『Who』 am I?”

“Ufufu…I love you, [Insert Name]. Now we’ll be together forever and ever, right? Ahahahaha!”

“Let’s take revenge, okay?”

“It’s too late for laments.”

“Now that death has come, no matter how many regrets you have, it’s too late.”

“My [lady/lord/ect], you are alone, a corpse wandering the paths of night.”

“Come, sing for me…”

“I feel like I once loved someone.”

“I feel like I’ve been loved by someone as well…”

“It’s just your imagination.”

“I didn’t want to perish here.”

“[Boy/Girl/Child/ect], I can say the same of you, right?”

"Don’t you still have things left to do on earth?”

“The time is ripe. Come [boy/girl/child/ect], take me into yourself.”

“They killed me…they stole my future…”

I won’t let them…live on…without judgment…

“Gooooodbye! Ahahahahaha!”

“Now, come again once you’ve died a noble death.”

“Let’s continue our revenge forever and ever!”

“Helping those fools get their revenge is how we’ll get ours.”

“We can go on forever like this, because human beings can’t help but hate each other! Ahahahahaha..!!!”

“Get out! Get out!”

“Witch! Witch!”

“You’re disgusting!”

“Don’t follow us!”

“But still, [Insert Name], I was happy. Did you know why? Because you were with me.”

“Life has its ups and downs.”

“It’s stale bread, but did it match your tastes?”

“I can eat this forever!”

“[Madam/Sir/Ect.], do you not know who I am?”

“What are you babbling about...?”

“My prayers don’t reach.”

“So that’s how you were sacrificed? Even against your will…”

“I understand the sad feelings of abandoned children, painfully so.”

“The breadcrumbs are…getting eaten!”

“Hey [insert name], that’s an interesting bird!”

“Look, [Insert Name]. There’s a house over there!”

“But [Insert name], that might be a scary witch’s house…still.”

“Is anyone here?”

“This is delicious! [Insert Name], you have some too!”

“Yeah, it’s delicious, [brother/sister/ect]!”

“Delicious! [Insert Name] if you’re not going to eat, let me have your portion!”

It’d be B-A-D if we don’t kill [her/him/them/ect] before [[her/him/them/ect] kills us!

“You won’t be able to eat us

“You’re great, [Insert Name]! Now the witch’s finished!”

“Yep, the evil witch was burnt, and now all treasure Belongs to us!”

“So every lonely old woman who live in the forest are witches.”

“Geez, children are such shameless liars. I hate them!”

“People can only be saved by faith”

“This is for the village!”

“We’re gonna come back!”

“It’s a war in name only, a true massacre”

“And I was sold t’ a faraway city.”

“What now~?♡”

“Geez, shut it!”

“Watch your mouth!”

“Ahhh shit!”

“There you are! Where were you!?”

“I’m sick of that, sick of being poor and hungry.”

I don’t want to feel miserable like that again!”

“I tried my hardest to live, but nothin’ ever went my way.

So in the end, what’s up with life…I don’t get it…”

“Give me back my liver.”

“I see, so that’s how you were hung.”

“Mirror, o mirror…who is the fairest in this world?”

“Nooo!! Don’t come here, geezer!”

“I didn’t really…want to do this.”

“Then why did you?”

“[Princess/Prince/Your Majesty], I can’t defy the [queen/king/ect].”

“Please, spare me!”

“Princess, I find it hard to kill you myself.”

“Then I promise you, I’ll never go back to the castle!”

You! Who the hell are you?”

“Stop screwing around! Where’s [Insert Name]?”

“I have no obligation to tell an imbecile like you.”

“I’m sorry, [m’am/sir/ect]. I can’t let anyone inside the house…”

I’ll give you one of these red, ripe apples[apfel], here you go!”

“I’m sorry, m’am. I don’t need it. I can’t take anything…”

“I’m diggin in!”

“I see. So that’s how you were deceived?

“Wait for your fated other in the world of dreams...”

“Where is my ideal bride/groom?”

“You, dead while looking asleep within the closed glass are more beautiful than anyone else. I’ve finally found you!”

“[Insert Name], will you give me that corpse?”

“Now, those fools are going to mess up soon, are you prepared, my [princess/prince/ect]?”

“Make sure you carry it carefully.”

“If your sin was being jealous of them, wear burning boots and dance until you die!”

“What is that? Can’t you dance any better?”

“Good grief.”

“Oh? So you fell in as well?”

“This should be our first meeting, so where is this mysterious familiarity coming from…”

“Whatever.”

“Do you want to get kicked out? You dullard!?”

“But I’m working hard today as well, [daddy/mommy/ect!]!”

“Do you want me to tell on you? You dullar!”

“ If you don’t get it back, no dinner for you tonight!

“I see, you’re a pretty miserable but energetic child.”

“If you’re unsure about your revenge, I’ll give you some time.”

“ Am I dead? Is this heaven? Or my imagination? I don’t know.”

“Shoo-bee-doo-bee-doo-bee-doo♪”

“If you ever want to meet winter, just tell me ♥”

““That’s a reward for all the work you’ve done.”

“Don’t hesitate to take it.”

“See, your lazy attitude is your sin, you reap what you sow!”

“Hey, why don’t you work hard from now on!”

“No! I can’t get this off! It’s not coming off!”

“My, my, isn’t that nice. It fits you, [Insert Name]”

“Why is this happening to a good kid like you!?”

“The reason I sleep, embraced by wild roses…”

“Good evening to you all, a fine one indeed.”

“Watch your mouth!”

“The [princess’/princes’/ect] destiny is to live for fifteen years. Let [her/him/them/ect] be pricked by a spindle, fall on the floor and die!”

“So only time will tell which of us holds the greater power…”

“I’m so excited…”

“I see, so that’s why you were embraced by wild roses.”

“Do you want a kiss leading towards your awakening?”

“But too bad, I’m not your prince charming!”

“I heard a wonderful rumor.”

“I’ll overcome any kind of hardship!”

“Now, [princess/prince/ect]. Are you prepared?”

“Listen to this! I couldn’t really get any sleep recently.”

“Oh my, lack of sleep is bad for your skin.”

“How many times do I have to say it before you get it through that head of yours, brat! I’m really gonna beat you up!”

“Give it up, you chicken.”

“You already beat me up, didn’t ya, boss~

“How dare you curse a noble [princess/[prince/ect]!”

“You are the arrogant one!”

“Don’t even think you could ever step foot on this land again!”

“[Insert Name]! Don’t ever forget this! I’ll leave you with another curse as a parting gift!

“That [woman/man/person/ect] really takes advantage of every situation.”

“Hurting a woman’s pride leads to disastrous results, huh.”

“With what kind of face did I smile? With what kind of voice did I sing…?”

“Why…is my favorite…white…[fave outfit]…so…red…?”

“That’s right I was killed…by [her/him/them]…!”

“But I can’t fake it anymore, because I loved [her/him/them] more than anyone else”

“Who was the one embraced and loved in the depths of your eyes?”

“Dear! Stop it!”

“You want forgiveness!? Knee!”

“Hey, what’s wrong? You’re not your normal self?”

“Sit, you pig!”

“Ahahaha…now, go on your journey!”

“I’m sorry, please stop!”

“That’s right! Cry! Yell!”

“It’s painful…”

“No matter how much I prayed in faith, salvation wasn’t bestowed…”

“I won’t forgive those ungrateful pigs who judged you as a witch!”

“A wonderful treasure is hidden in the forbidden room of the golden key…”

“Women truly seek embrace for their souls, not their bodies

“Oh? So you disobeyed me.”

“Alright. If you want to see it that badly, I’ll give it to you. You’ll be the new residence in that room today.”

“You’re a sinful [man/woman/ect], but you’re my beloved too.”

“No! Please, let me say my prayers before I die, at least.”

“Hatred will not bring healing to sadness.”

“Let’s put an end to your comedy!”

“Save me, [brother/sister/ect], come-!”

“Are you done yet? Hurry up!”

“I can’t wait any longer!”

“What? Damn, you monster!”

“Revenge might be a twisted form of love.”

“Still, why can’t humans separate love from lust? How disgusting. Ahahahaha!”

“Even now, I don’t forget.”

“Even now, I can’t remember.”

“No, [brother/sister/ect], I have no intention of marrying anyone!”

“If I have to live on while faking love then I don’t mind dying with the truth.”

“[Insert Name]. You and [Mother/Father/Ect] even faked your identities to protect [her/him/them], and this is how it ends.”

“Hahahaha! Crucify that foolish [girl/boy/person].”

“I see. So that’s how you were crucified.”

“You did well in following your own will till the very end.”

“But would he really have wished for that at the cost of your own life?”

“No. I don’t want any of that”

“Everyone has their own circumstances and fates to bear.”

“You came to see me. That’s more than enough for me..”

“Hey, do you really not remember? Those days that seem so bright even now…”

“[Insert Name], you kept your promise, didn’t you? Even going that far...

“But… I don’t regret this at all, for this is my life.”

“Neither (《A Noble Lady》[von Wettin] Insert Something here! ), nor (《The Daughter of the 7 th Elector》[von Sachsen] Insert something here!), I am [Insert Name].”

“Just the one who loved only you… Just【(Insert Name here!】”

“What now, [Insert name], you’ve been acting strange since a while ago. What’s wrong?

You can’t take that [woman/man/ect]’s words seriously! Let’s just forget about [her/him/them]!”

“That’s the reason for our existence, isn’t it!?

“Aaaaaaah! For crying out loud! Why won’t you understand?! Mär, you blockhead!

“It’s alright, [Insert Name]…”

“I’ve always wanted to live through the same times with you.”

“Born in a time of darkness, I met you.”

“Our attracting feelings do not cease even after death.”

“The animals in the forest…”

“It’s good.”

“Okay, I’ll work hard!”

“I’m so excited.”

“A treasure is hidden…”

You kept your promise.”

“Our time is already over.”

“Please smile In place of tears, in place of hatred, In place of partings…”

"And we will continue to circle about.”

#† id sings • { ooc }#† the exchanges • { ask memes }#long post #feel free to use or send to me idc tbh #it's fairly long so it could give you something to work with!

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