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Happy Birthday, Vicious 🥹💮

#tales of #tales of crestoria #vicious #crestoria #happy birthday sin man thank you for making me draw and write so much of you #and keeping my mental state stable #i daydream of the day we get the crestoria follow up that we were denied and you come back in more ways than one lol

squeezing under an umbrella or a small roof when it rains with bedehop maybe if you want? :3

Oh, I definitely want :D Thank you so much for the prompt Taylor!!

Wyndon looks different in the rain.

Normally, Bede prefers it like this. The bright reds of the city are muted in a veil of blue, the overcast clouds dimming the billboards and lights that normally shine garishly bright for attention. The downpour has chased most of the crowds away, and there’s a relative quiet, a space for Bede to breathe, to relax without the facade of Ballonlea’s Gym Leader stretched across his face.

It also makes it impossible for him to get back to the train station from the Battle Tower.

Bede scrunches his nose at the gray sky, curtains of water still pouring down unimpeded from the heavens above. Silly of him to forget that while the Glimwood Tangle’s large trees offer Ballonlea relative shelter from the Galarian rains, other cities do not share this advantage. And today, it’s as if Kyogre itself has come to call.

He mutters a curse under his breath– unbecoming of a gym leader, but Opal isn’t here to fuss about that– and he pulls out a weather report on his Rotom phone to see how long the rain’s meant to last. He winces when the words on the screen read: “RAIN SHOWERS EXPECTED TO LAST INTO THE NIGHT”.

That won’t do.

It’s just his luck that Chairman Leon insists on face-to-face meet ups for the Gym Leaders’ annual evaluations, a torment that drags on for hours as he goes over every fault disguised as ‘areas for improvement’. Bede prides himself in his flawless execution of his roles both on and off stage, so it pricks at him to subject himself to this. Even worse– now, he has to stew in the absolute mortification that he’d forget his umbrella today, of all days.

A quick search around shows that there are no taxis within earshot– presumably, in the universe’s attempt to spite him even further, the rest of Wyndon has already depleted the local taxi population since the downpour started. Bede slowly contemplates whether he dares risk getting his clothes wet– when he hears the splash of puddles behind him, and the sound of a figure approaching in the rain.

“Bede! Hoy!”

He can’t mistake that grating voice, that cheerful enthusiasm, undimmed even by the cold and wet. Bede hides his scowl, schooling his features– as the Ballonlea gym leader, it’d be uncouth to showcase his displeasure in such a way, especially to the Chairman’s younger brother. Not when he knows a smirking smile gets under Hop’s skin all the more.

He doesn’t bother turning to acknowledge the footsteps that end by his side. He doesn’t know what Hop’s doing all the way out here, but frankly, he’s not interested in whatever errant research assistants do. And if the so-called Hero of Galar wants his attention, it better be for a damn good reason.

[Read on AO3]

#pokemon #pokemon swsh #bedehop #cheeryfairyshipping #rival bede #rival hop #bede #hop #woolooshipping #my fanfics #i feel like i wrote more pompous for this one to encapsulate Bede's voice so i apologize in advance SOBS

i keep drawing trees 😅but hey at least i finished an art in april 🌸

#tales of crestoria #viae #tales of #crestoria #vicious #aegis alver #vicaegis #i wanted to draw them kissing but i think them being happy with each other is more intimate for these two in particular LOL

"trapped somewhere" for viae? 👀 You can take it in whatever direction you please lmao, have fun with it!

ty i took your words to heart and unfortunately for everyone involved, I've brewed up an extremely self-indulgent post-manga/game trauma and hurt/comfort infused tea uwu

Read on AO3, Excerpt below:

The cave was dark. Looking up, Aegis could make out the opening they had fallen through. The small hole was easily fifteen– no, twenty– feet above them, and the faint evening light pouring through barely illuminated their little prison. It was lucky that he hadn’t been injured from the plunge– though, he thought with a wince, that should be attributed to his companion, rather than sheer chance. “Anything?” A hoarse voice rasped in the dark. The cave was small, just an enclosed space that was slightly wider than their outstretched arms. Even though they were scarce more than a foot apart, Aegis could barely make out Vicious’s silhouette on the ground, crouched and leaning against the wall. When they fell, Vicious had shielded him the moment they crashed through the ground above. And unlike Aegis, he sustained the full brunt of the impact, and had all but collapsed the moment he dropped Aegis. Which wouldn’t be a problem if he healed as quickly as he had when he had been the Great Transgressor– but ever since he’d returned from the dead a few weeks ago, Vicious had been… slower, weaker, his powers dimmed by years of disuse. Broken. Mortal, a sinister voice in the back of Aegis’s mind whispered, as if he needed any reminder of that awful day he watched Vicious burn and disappear in bright red flames. Aegis shook his head. He shouldn’t– couldn’t– entertain those thoughts now. “I can't see,” Aegis admitted. Up above, the fading light taunted him as the cave fell quickly into darkness, their entryway all but obscured. He bit his lip. They had split up from the rest of their friends to search for a monster terrorizing a nearby village, so the rest of their companions were nowhere near. The ruins they’d been exploring had been old, but Aegis hadn’t thought the ground would just give way like that– the space they were in now looked like it had once been a finished chamber of some sort, but the walls had fallen into disrepair and the stability of the chamber itself was hard to gauge in the dark. He shuffled back towards Vicious, following the sound of ragged breathing. If he concentrated, he could catch a glimpse of wary violet eyes– and Vicious’s subtle flinch when Aegis touched his arm. He pulled back. “Are you alright?” It would be bad if Vicious was in shock from a broken rib or arm, or even worse– if he had suffered an internal injury that Aegis wouldn’t have the means to properly treat. “Yeah.” Vicious’s reply was a soft wheeze as he turned away from Aegis, curling into himself. Aegis swallowed the lump in his throat at the obvious lie. They’d been… close once. Close enough that he knew the taste of Vicious’s lips, the weight of Vicious’s warmth, the scars traced along Vicious’s back. Close enough that Aegis had been afraid to admit that his heart once felt safe in Vicious’s monstrous claws– but that was before. Before the fire, the grief, the loss.

#tales of crestoria #viae #my fanfic #my writing #it really took me 1 week to write 4.7k words smh #but also!! heheheehehe #sorry sair i got very self indulgent with this

writersisland

Forced Proximity Prompts

there’s only one bed / couch / horse / car…

huddling for warmth (sharing a blanket?)

trapped somewhere (a cell, a cave, an island…)

squeezed against one another in a busy bus / subway

hiding & squeezing into the same hiding spot

squished in the back of the car (or trunk if the car is truly too full)

only one tool, book, or similar, that they have to share

squeezing under an umbrella or a small roof when it rains

forced to share a hotel room / apartment /dorm room

one is scared and latches onto the other’s arm, refusing to let go

“Why are you so goddamn big?” “Bold words for someone whose neck is so in reach for me right now.”

“How much longer you think we’re gonna be stuck here?

“Move!” “You move!”

“Oh, sorry, was that your…” “Yeah, um, no problem. Wait, I’ll try to move…”

“Stop moving so much!”

“This is so awkward.” “Only if you make it awkward.”

“I never realised how small/big/tall/short/… you are.”

“I can’t breathe…” “As someone currently pressed up against your chest, I can hear you breathing just fine.”

#i can't promise anything because my ability to write is like a cryptid #but i liked writing anything to do with beds back in the day

14 and 17 for the writer ask game!!

14 and 1y7

Huhuhu thanks for the ask Sair!

14 ⧽. is there anything outside of your normal content that you want to write?

Hard to say because I function purely off vibes and I'm not sure what counts as 'normal content' for me... like I'm the type of person that will randomly write a fic for a ship nobody (not even myself) knew I was invested in simply because I get a plot bunny that needs to be written down (oops) so does that count as straying out of my normal content?

I suppose if one means whether I'd like to stray out of the mildly melancholic hurt/comfort angst zone, then yeah I'm definitely working on stuff that's not. my usual fare. ahaha. so look forward to that!

But non-serious answer I would really like to just write a fic that is less than 2k words that doesn't end up ballooning into some 10k monstrosity. please i keep starting WIPs that i swear will be small one shots and then they run away from me and now I have 15 wips that I'll never finish--

17 ⧽. are there any songs you want to write a songfic for?

i don't actually. understand. the appeal of songfics. i'm sorry ;v; maybe it's just not for me and also the songs i listen to are very limited and don't really feel like they would work for the type of fics i would like to write...

#asks

I have to go to work now but I will answer any other asks when I get back!! 🫡

Number 4 for the writer ask game!

:D TY Lorelei!!

4 ⧽. is there an au or trope that you haven't written before, but would want to try?

oh boy. oh boy. Okay. So no judgey. But I really do want to try writing an omegaverse AU at least once in my life. I guess if I have to be honest, I am fascinated by how much potential there is for omegaverse to explore gender identity and gender/societal norms, and how those norms hurt and harm the people around us and gives everyone shit expectations while making it hard for people to be valued as they are by the people they are supposed to love/do love, and how gender as a concept ought to be destroyed in order to truly love the people around us as they are, all wrapped up in nsfw smut nonsense lmao

But also this feels like it would take up a lot of my brain space and emotional bandwidth so I feel like this is maybe a thing I will have to put on hold until I'm ready to actually tackle it LOL

#asks #is this maybe a bit too radical??? idk LOL #and idk how much of it will actually show up in the writing itself lmao

3 and 9! :3

Huhuhuhuhu ty Taylor!!!

3 ⧽. what's something you like about your writing?

that it's exactly the type of content i want to read-- SDGSDFSGDGDSFS

jokes aside, I am honestly writing for the Me presumably 10 months from now who has forgotten the pain of editing the work, and I think what I like about my writing is (1) how it is exactly the genre/media I want to read about and (2) how it hits the emotional beats that I want and gives me the good balance of hurt/comfort that I enjoy. What I enjoy about my writing is the way the pacing takes its time to delve into the emotions and (hopefully, if I don't screw it up) give each emotional beat the time it needs to breathe and for the characters to drive the story through their feelings rather than just the plot. Something about re-reading my past works is just very comforting to me ^_^

9 ⧽. tell us about a wip/idea that you're excited about!

ooh boy so since I shall try to stay sfw on main I'll talk about one fic idea that's in the oven but I haven't yapped about as much that I seriously feel it's very out of the blue (pun intended) for me:

So. Very randomly. The re-release of FRLG has made me remember that hey I do have a reguri sick fic idea that has been sitting in my brain for two years and what I wanna do is write something sorta tragic because like iirc the pamphlet that came with the original Red/Blue game says that Red and Green were originally friends but then Green became mean when they came of age to start their Pokemon journey :(

And my thesis statement is that both of them were originally united by a mutual love of Pokemon and that was the basis of their childhood friendship, but Green thinks that he constantly has to be the better trainer in order for Red to look up to him (like in their childhood days) whereas Red (obviously confused, maybe a bit neurodivergent) feels like he has to show to Green that he's on his level in order for Green to be his friend again.

This goes on till after the League and by that time they feel disconnected from each other and think the other one doesn't like them at all anymore, and Green has an inferiority complex to deal with due to the societal pressures put on him from a young age due to being Professor Oak's grandson, and so things go on as they do UNTIL Red (presumably after he loses to Gold and hence is no longer the 'strongest') shows up at Green's door in the middle of a blizzard and Green has to nurse him back to health and confront all these stupid feelings he has for his old friend :>

and idk why but just the idea of them growing up to their twenties and chilling in Alola makes me want to smoosh them together like this

anyway I do want to try writing this fic with a non-linear narrative so pray for me idk what I'm doing hahahahaha I forgot most of my HGSS lore RIP

Also I am very confused whether it's Green or Blue because man fuck localization

#asks

rowenaluvr

✶ . ၄၃ . FIC WRITER ASK GAME !

any [insert __] is for the sender to fill in :)

1 ⧽. if you could sit down and finish any one of your wips without anything stopping you (time, tiredness, etc), which fic would you choose? tell us about it if you want!

2 ⧽. if you could sit down and finish any completely new fic without anything stopping you (time, tiredness, etc), what would you write? tell us about it if you want!

3 ⧽. what's something you like about your writing?

4 ⧽. is there an au or trope that you haven't written before, but would want to try?

5 ⧽. is there a certain kind of fic that feels the most satisfying to finish? any reason why?

6 ⧽. if you were to write a part two/sequel to a fic, what fic would you want to write it for?

7 ⧽. is there a fic you wish you received feedback on, but didn't get any/much? this ask game is asking someone else to then give feedback on said fic, pretty pretty please!!!

8 ⧽. what part of [insert fic] is your favorite?

9 ⧽. tell us about a wip/idea that you're excited about!

10 ⧽. what genre is generally the easiest or most enjoyable for you to write? which is the hardest?

11 ⧽. if you were to rewrite [insert fic] with [insert different character/ship] how do you think it might change?

12 ⧽. what's a song or two you associate with [insert fic]?

13 ⧽. do you have any writing projects/goals/plans you're working on/want to work on?

14 ⧽. is there anything outside of your normal content that you want to write?

15 ⧽. if you wrote a fic called [insert title] with [insert character/ship] what do you think it might be about?

16 ⧽. if you wrote a fic called [insert title] what character/ship would you want to write it for?

17 ⧽. are there any songs you want to write a songfic for?

18 ⧽. how do you want your writing to feel to your readers?

19 ⧽. give a hint/teaser about something you're writing without any context or explanation! tease us haha