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I've heard that Arjuna loves Ritsuka and is closer to them than they were to the CCC protag can you confirm or elaborate on this?
So first I want to preface this by saying that I don’t really interact with media solely for shipping, and I also generally prefer servant/servant pairings as I find them more interesting than master/servant pairings (in the case of the Chaldea master)
WITH THAT OUT OF THE WAY
arjuna canonically is in love with the fgo mc, and the fgo mc specifically. Like I got embarrassed thinking about saying it at first, but if you put his behavior on a girl people would be more than willing to say that he was in love with them.
This is even more obvious when you compare his relationship with fujimaru to his relationship to hakuno: while he gets along with both of them, his relationship with hakuno is much more distant and you get the feeling he’s keeping them at arm’s length
this is especially interesting bc it’s an inverse of what usually happens with servants who contract to both fujimaru and hakuno-by nature of the extellaverse’s format and smaller cast they’re able to devote more time to the relationships, building them up so they feel more natural and real than fujimaru’s, who often will have a few semi-flirty lines of dialogue thrown in in order to help the unit sell. That isn’t the case with arjuna-he’s much more closed off to hakuno than he is to ritsuka!
And in regards to ritsuka: even before his lines updated, he has some…interesting dialogue that suggests some interest in them
the uh. tone, also plays a factor in this tbh
He also straight up gives you the arrow he killed karna with for valentines, which while a completely insane thing to do on the surface is meant as a show of trust, to give you the part of himself that he is the most ashamed of, to give you permission to see it and hold onto it. It’s also probably a great backup catalyst if you ever needed to resummon him or even karna like hmmm. Trying to say something? Like you want us safe???🤔
Then in his second interlude we descend deep into his dream and confront his ‘dark’ side, who isn’t his dark side so much as he is a manifestation of the guilt, jealousy, and pain he feels as a regular human being that he couldn’t accept as part of trying to be a perfect hero. Notably, arjuna persistently tells both fujimaru and hakuno that he doesn’t want people getting close to him (bc they might see this side of him) and that if they do he would harm them.
He doesn’t. He doesn’t even TRY to attack the master, only fights himself. And you help him come to better terms with himself as a person who feels ‘unsightly’ emotions, which deepens your bond even further, leading to this:
he changes his bond 5 line from a fearful, anxious one about you seeing him to one where he expresses his joy and happiness at having met you, and his wish on the holy grail changes from wanting eternal solitude to wanting to stay by your side to the end. This is about as explicit as you can get for a game: we have a few random servants who will throw out explicit ‘I love you’s’ (hektor, osakabehime summer), but he changes his line of view from not wanting you to see his true colors to expressing relief and happiness at having met you, and wishing to stay by your side forever. That’s love! That’s character development close to the lines of what melt or jalter had, except his didn’t get events dedicated to it, only interlude and bond lines. If a girl like jalter can be considered in love with the mc by their actions despite the vagueness then his behavior absolutely can count
I mean look at this
We Are Literally Married Now
#some of those random ascension and early bond lines are really like. are you a bottom or something. sir. sir?#my asks#arjuna is in love with the fgo protagonist don’t even try to argue w me on this. it’s canon#tldr: GIVE HIM A SWIMSUIT#if he was a girl everyone would be making even MORE y*newer edits of him tbh like they wouldn’t even argue about it they’d be like#‘yeah she’s nuts for mc-kun’ and I’d have to gatekeep her#cannot believe a bunch of ungrateful ppl friendzoned him. at least the junaguda artists know what’s up#arjuna post
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Hi! Just a little thing: it's ok to headcanon Angus as gay, there's nothing wrong with that, but please don't try to tie him dodging the draft with something that doesn't exist. He says with his own mouth the reason why he's packing the swimsuit: because it looks like James Bond's in the movie Her Majesty's Secret Service, and says the exact words "can't get more masculine than that". He is not interested in trying to be more feminine, rather the opposite.
Also, during the film, he only ever shows attraction to women/the female body, he likes Elise and is looking at her body, or the pornography he smuggles during study time is all for the female form, there is literally nothing in canon to suggest that he's anything but straight. While he does voice his fear of being sent to Vietnam, that fear is not tied to him being gay, but rather ending up like Curtis Lamb.
Like I said, it's totally fine to headcanon him as gay, but don't make things up to justify that. Even the screenplay, which gives a lot of background info/inner thoughts of characters, doesn't make a mention of this. If you want him to be gay, cool! Do it! But don't try to link things together that have no correlation.
Hi! I don't think Angus is gay at all. That entire scene is a lot of banter clearly focused more on him trying to get this guy off his ass than anything. Rather, I'm noting that his fear of going into war potentially aided in what he chose to pack.
TLDR; Angus is not gay but rather a draft resister. Men would do things to make the military believe they were gay in order to avoid being drafted.
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Trans, Enby, or anything not Cis MC + OM Demon Bros!
TLDR; they all fuckin love you okay you’re wonderful
Lucifer
It happens right away honestly, as he is your introduction to Devildom
You arrive suddenly in the student council, with no fucking warning, and with a bunch of people who are saying they’re demons. And like yeah okay sorcery obviously exists in your world so we can work with this but
He looks at a file, and states your deadname, and in a fit of bravery or just “i guess im here now” you correct him.
The silence after that is palpable and every negative emotion you’re feeling as you wait shows up on your face.
Lucifer only has a slight frown, looking at the paper, and at you, before it clears.
“Oh. Humans. I understand.” He marks something on the paper, and repeats your name. Your real name.
“Should I assume that the pronouns listed are incorrect as well?”
He calls for a RAD uniform that you’re most comfortable with, while Diavolo gushes over “HUMAN!!!”
Okay, cool, you’re hanging with demons now but at least they respect your pronouns? Guess this is your life. Your next question is whether you’re dead lol
So he knows the whole time, but it doesn’t change a thing! He loves you the same.
When you’re closer, he is very to-the-point about caring for you when you’re feeling dysphoric.
He offers you tips, makes sure you maintain your voice training even if you’re embarrassed about it, and always pushes you to express yourself how you want.
Hell maybe they use that princely riches to get you whatever surgeries you might want!
And he will *very clearly* show you how much he likes your body, however it is.
After all, by the end of the game you belong to him, don’t you?
Mammon
When he's first assigned to be your guardian or whatever in Devildom, he didn't get the memo.
Didn't read the paperwork, cause he's just like me and puts off homework for way too long.
So he doesn't know these pronouns of yours that Lucifer has fixed in the documentation.
Which means, unfortunately, you have to correct him when he first speaks to Levi about you.
What's funny about it is that he'll complain about LITERALLY EVERYTHING having to do with you and you being a human and UGH he has to take care of a FRAGILE HUMAN
But when you correct the pronouns he doesn't even fucking blink.
You don't even explain.
You just say the correct pronoun after he messes up, and then he repeats you and *continues complaining about you* but this time in the correct pronouns.
This is the first moment out of a million of "hidden endearing things about Mammon" that you will come to learn.
Later, when you're closer, he will always be there to stand up for you and put up a fight if anyone wants to give you shit.
He will defend you to the end of time.
And he adores you. If he -- The Great Mammon -- adores you, then you must be perfect. So you can tell your stupid human brain to stuff it with the negative talk.
Leviathan
This one is written as AFAB
When you deny wearing the Ruri-chan dress for him, he's sad.
He KNEW you thought he was weird… and his thing for Ruri-chan was weird… and weirddmmm
So, you hesitantly tell him that… no, truly its not because of Ruri-chan
You just.. feel so sick when wearing dresses.
Something in you physically hurts, and you feel so *wrong* when in a situation where you're supposed to act "girly".
And you tell him that you don't really identify as female. You try to avoid that image whenever you can.
Levi is so touched that you would tell him and be honest with him.
He hugs you tightly and then turns beet red.
"D-Does that mean that you m-might.. kabedon… as Henry….?"
Cause he has that costume too and has never told anyone that he def would be seduced by his TSL hero.
You can get behind that one, and seeing how flustered he gets around you being yourself (through Henry?) has your confidence skyrocketing
This makes way to you flirting with ya boi 100% more often to see his adorable face.
Beelzebub
You go with him to work out, which is nothing really new, but this time he's looking at doing endurance training
...by swimming.
You have no idea what to do.
He didn't think twice about it, either. He didn't assume there would be any problem at all.
But for some reason your brain decided that his helpful and loving attitude wouldn't extend to this? Brains are silly when scared.
You try not to tear up when he questions why you've frozen in the doorway when he told you his plan.
You have no reason to be ashamed, or fearful, but the suddenness of the moment overwhelms you.
"I can't wear a swimsuit," is what comes out.
He pauses and then just looked vastly confused. He thought humans could swim..? Anyone could wear a swimsuit. You were wearing clothes right? What's the difference?
You wrap your arms around yourself, tryiing to soothe your nerves. "It's.. It shows too much.."
Then he looks you over, causing you to blush further, and he tips his head. "But you look nice."
Well if you weren't blushing before, now you definitely were. But it's not that. You hold your breath.
You try to explain without actually saying it, almost as if the word transgender has been blocked from your internal vocabulary.
But this babe just insists that you look great no matter what. Is it scars? Like everyone here has scars, it's okay. Weird toes? You should see Belphie's. There's a reason he wears socks all the time.
That almost makes you giggle, and you use that courage to say that you're trans.
He pauses for just a seond to blink. "Oh... nobody cares about that here."
He pulls you into a hug while you struggle for words. He tells you that you don't have to go swimming if you don't want to.
But he makes sure you know that he thinks you're wonderful. You're strong and brave and amazing. He will fight anyone who makes you feel differently.
Asmodeus
This one is AMAB
It’s seeing Asmo be unequivocally himself that gives you the courage to do it.
You haven’t even told your human friends yet. Your human family.
You’ve known for ages, but..
Seeing Asmo flounce over to you wearing the most STUNNING evening dress has you weak at the knees, for reasons other than he assumes.
He assumes that you’re wildly in love as you duck your head and try to mumble something through your shaking breaths, and of course, who wouldn’t be?
But when he coaxes you to speak up for him, delight of a whole different kind lights up in his expression.
“Could you… make me as pretty as you?”
Oh, darling, he wouldn’t even need to try.
He dolls you up, hosting a lovely makeover session in his room. What he doesn’t expect is for you to start crying when you look at yourself in the mirror.
Asmo’s unshakeable confidence is shaken. He rushes over to you, trying to brush away tears and learning what’s wrong.
That’s when you tell him what you’d been hiding for so long.
The adoration in his eyes catches you off guard, and he takes your hands lovingly. “Oh, honey..” he mumbles, affectionate and sweet instead of seductive. “What’s your name?”
He takes you out shopping the next day, and is always ready to help you be yourself.
He makes the switch almost instantly, and calls you the prettiest thing he’s ever seen even when you’re just waking up in the morning and kind of feel like a toad.
(You blame him for those mornings, though, since he’s the one working so hard to *thoroughly* exhaust you the night before.)
Satan
This one is AFAB
You and Satan have begun meeting rather often for tea.
It’s even gotten to the point where you’re both perfectly happy to sit in silence around each other. You’ve never been more comfortable.
But today, chaos reigns, and it has decided to make you clumsy today. Not even like, oh “that’s reasonable” clumsy.
No, you were enthralled in your fucking book, and you MISSED.
Tea, all down your chin and neck, and you hear a snort of derision.
Satan is looking at you, very clearly amused. “Very graceful.”
You huff and puff out your cheeks at him to prevent from blushing. “Shut up. Do you have a towel?”
Looking no less amused, he just pulls a new shirt from the dresser behind him and offers it to you.
You guys are chill. Good friends. Like. You don’t want to get up to go find a bathroom to change in. Your book is good and like Satan’s not about to be a creep, so you ask if it’s cool if you just change there, and he shrugs in response.
So, you swap shirts quickly, but when you’re dry he’s looking at you curiously.
“You have battle scars.”
You realize that you’d never told him. About your past, or your surgery, and you suddenly feel very self-conscious.
“It’s- .. Not exactly,” you fumble out, realizing that now, instead of finishing your amazing book, you have to deal with *coming out?* Ughhhhhh. “They’re from a surgery.”
Satan’s eyes don’t leave you. “I’ve read enough about the human world to know what they are,” he said, then he nods to himself. “I didn’t know you’d had such a fight.”
You are either very, very impressed or very, very confused and you really don’t know which to lean towards just yet.
“I’ve never been in a battle, Satan.”
“You fought to become yourself,” he answered, a small smile tracing his lips. “You never cease to impress me.”
Belphegor
The best part about becoming best friends with Belphie is the snuggle naps. It's the sweetest, calmest thing.
He is a little confused about why you insist on hugging a pillow when you nap with him, though.
He admits, its adorable. When he's big spoon he loves looking at you as you snuggle the big fluffy pillow.
When he wants to face you, though, he wants to be closer, he doesn't really understand it. He doesn't want to make you uncomfortable but also.. why?
Eventually, he tries to get answers out of you by teasing you about getting closer *intimately*.
He does expect the blush.
He doesn't expect the look of despair that you hide from him.
He's stunned for a moment before demanding to know why the hell you would look so sad about that.
You try to shake it off, but Belphie's nothing if not persistent and annoying when he wants to be.
He learns that you have been trying really hard for months now to hide your body from him. To keep your personal info private, even while snuggling.
You didn't know how he would take it, after all.
What if he got something he wasn't expecting?
Honestly, Belphie sulks after hearing this. He flicks your forehead and glares at you for doubting him.
But he looks you dead in the eyes and reminds you that you could never convince him you were anything less than perfect.
If you expected him to be disappointed by whatever you hid during snuggles, he would never be. You would never be a disappointment to him.
Your next nap together doesn't feature the pillow between you, which makes your heart feel fit to burst while he snuggles you closer.
#hhhhh i posted this to the wrong blog at firsttttt#it took me fucking forever to finish this agh#it was so hard to come up with prompts that were unique and fun while not embarassing in any way#or well#not like bad bad embarassing?#i headcanon that all of them are some form of gender fluid or nonbinary anyway so like the demon bros just love you okay#bast babbles#my writing#obey me headcanons#obey me#obey me!#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me beelzebub#obey me asmodeus#obey me satan#obey me belphegor
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Day 32: Cinque Terre aka BEST DAY EVER
TLDR; hiking, swimming, dogs, cats, gelato, and the best pesto I’ve ever tasted and probably will ever taste.
We had signed up for the 10:00 shuttle this morning, so we had plenty of time to wake up and get ready. Apriet woke up an hour earlier than she had planned because the two girls we were sharing a room with were packing their things up to leave and apparently they were being really loud about it. I slept through it mostly, but I was up from 5:00 to 6:00 because I woke up randomly and couldn’t get back to sleep.
When we got to Riomaggiore, we needed to get a 1-day Cinque Terre card from the Cinque Terre Point info station. They didn’t open until 10:30, and they were also late to open, so we waited for about 15 minutes outside the door. When they finally opened, we got our tickets for 16 euro each. The tickets provided access to the regional trains and fast trains, access to the hikes on the Cinque Terre trail, some of the buses that take you around the villages, WiFi hotspots around the different villages, reduced admission to the museums, some kind of tour thing, and most importantly, free access to paid restrooms at the train stations. We did not use it for the buses, the museums, or the tour, but we used it for everything else.
We made our way down to the train station at Riomaggiore and rode all the way to Monterrosso, the farthest village from the hostel. On the way there, we witnessed a train conductor fine a couple 200 euro for not having tickets. She asked for their passports, and when they said their passports were at the hotel and that they would just get off the train, the conductor said they had to wait for the police to come and sort it out. Serious stuff. But apparently they were fining people for not having tickets even though the ticket station at the train station wasn’t even giving tickets out for some reason, so there was no winning. Fortunately, we got ours at a ticket station that was not at the train station, so we were fine.
When we got to Monterrosso, we walked around for a good while, since it was the most resort-like of the five islands and apparently is the only village with real sand on the beaches. The others mostly just have rocks and pebbles. We browsed some shops and did a quick stop at the beach, but didn’t stay long. This was one of those beaches with the umbrella and chairs set out already, but you have to pay to use them, and they take up like half the beach, meaning there is very limited room for you to set up your own towel and sit on the sand. At noon, stopped to eat lunch at M.G. Bar. I had a toasted ham and cheese sandwich, and Apriet had a salami and cheese panini and a chocolate muffin. After eating, we hit the trail!
We showed our tickets at the checkpoint station and went on our merry way from Monterrosso to Vernazza on the beautiful cliffsides of Cinque Terre. Any time there was an opening in the trees, you could look to your right and see the Atlantic Ocean just going on and on forever. We saw a wide variety of plants too; it was fascinating to hike on a trail with such diverse ecology. AmeriCorps really made me appreciate all the work that went into building these rocky trails (especially all the stone steps, and there were a lot of them). Stairs on stairs on switchbacks on stairs. We didn’t get to see much wildlife, but there were butterflies of all kinds flying around. At one point I rescued one that had probably been stepped on. He was fluttering meagerly on one of the steps so I put him up on higher ground off the trail so he could hopefully recover and fly off. Still thinking about him and hope he’s doing okay! I also looked for little lizards and salamanders in the crevices along the cliff, to no avail. The cliffs were more often than not comprised of flat and relatively small rocks stacked on top of one another, thereby creating a lot of uneven surfaces, gaps, and holes - the perfect habitat for our little reptilian friends. The trails were also quite empty today, which is surprising for a Saturday. I was quite expecting to be stuck behind a long line of people on the trails, but I was able to go pleasantly at my own pace for the most part.
The hike took about an hour and a half, and when we arrived in Vernazza (I got there about 10 minutes before Apriet), we sat for a little bit by the water, and then filled our water bottles at a spigot. We saw two super happy dogs play with each other and it was the most adorable moment. There was also a cat just straight chillin’ on a window sill. There are quite a few cats that just kind of roam the islands, and they’re usually pretty friendly. It’s great. Afterwards, we went down to the rocks by the water, stripped down to our swimsuits, and got in! It took us a while to fully submerge because it was cold as balls, but we finally did. I’m not a big fan of swimming so I was just in the water to be in the water. It was quite relaxing. Apriet did swim while I sat on the rocks drying off in preparation for my next hike to Corniglia. It was a very sunny day, but not too hot. Sunning myself on the warm rocks made me feel like a cat, and honestly, it was perfect. And yes, Mom, I did put on sunscreen this time.
I started the next leg of the trail to Corniglia, and found it to have even more stairs than the last one. But it was, again, a very beautiful hike. At one point, there was a wall on my right, and the cliff on the left, so I was just surrounded on both sides by high stone walls, and it felt amazing, especially since I was in the shade for once. The only thing that would have made it better was if I had been walking through a light mist or something. Apriet left the beach and bought some souvenirs, then took a train to Corniglia. The hike took me about an hour, and Apriet and I made it to Corniglia around the same time. This village didn’t seem to have much going on; it looked like there were more residences than shops or anything else. We did stop by a pretty good lookout spot though, but then we hopped right on a train that took us to Manarola, the last village we had yet to explore. Let me just say that we had to go down a metric shitton of stairs to get to the train station in Corniglia, which is actually kind of hilarious because even the non-hiking option ended up being hiking.
We got there right around dinner time, so the first thing we did was look for a restaurant. We both wanted to try pesto in Cinque Terre, since it’s known for its pesto, so we ate at a restaurant called La Scogliera that had pesto on the menu. We got different kinds of pasta but the same pesto. I got spaghetti, Apriet got trofi, which is a short, thin, twisted pasta from Northern Italy. My dudes, this pesto was THE bomb. I cannot tell you enough how good it was because there are not enough words in any language to describe the sensation it gave my entire freaking mind and body.
After dinner, we got gelato at a nearby gelateria. I got a scoop of mango gelato in a cone, and Apriet got a scoop of hazelnut and a scoop of mango in a cup. It was her first time trying a fruit-flavored gelato! Isn’t that exciting? She said it was kind of strong, but still good. Heck yes. We walked around Manarola a bit, and I stopped at a little shop and got some souvenirs as well. After that, we took the train back to Riomaggiore, which is by far the steepest of the villages. We hiked all the way up it to the hostel shuttle’s pick-up location, though we arrived 32 minutes before our shuttle at 20:30. There wasn’t enough room for both of us on the 20:00 shuttle, so we just waited for the 20:30. To kill the time, we did a thing where I had to choose between two Disney movies until we figured out my all-time favorite. It ended up being The Lion King, although I was kind of questioning it because there are other Disney movies I’d rather watch on a day-to-day basis. Anyway, that was today! We will be in Florence tomorrow, and it will most likely be a light day because gotta do laundry so bad it isn’t even funny.
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