CONGRATS ON 100! i've been a reader of yours since the beginning, and you've greatly improved; your writing is awesome,, you deserve the milestone! for your halloween event, id like to request the dialogue prompt: "ah, you've made the mistake in thinking that just because this is a couples costume that you get any kind of say in it. you don't, actually." with ace trappola,, i think it'd be really cute! thanks so much, congrats again!
characters. heartslabyul : ace trappola ;; romantic . šøļø tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader may or may not be yuu ( up to the reader ), romantic fluff
š _a/n. tysm for the congrats!! iām glad you think iāve improved, and iāve noticed it too since i cringe at my earlier posts LMAO thanks for sticking around so long !! ( so sorry for getting this out so late, and so short too, but itās been a busy couple days </3 )
a. trappola
ā when you introduced him to the idea of matching costumes, it was safe to say that ace was feeling rather giddy. wearing couple costumes while traversing night raven for tricks and treats, the idea got him excited. of course he wouldnāt admit it, but even simple things like wearing matching fits always seemed to get his heart pumping faster than usual. for him, it was always in the little things, he supposed. you told him that you were going to go look for ideas on magicam, and for the few moments you stopped texting him, he spent internally giggling giddily to himself.
ā some days, maybe two or three, had officially passed when you came up to him with whatever you apparently had in mind. you pulled up to his dorm, laying out on his bed the costume of choice. he stared, blinking once and then twice in perplexity of the costumes laid out, one of which being that of a cherry, and the other being a pie slice, presumably. āhuuuh? whatās this?ā ace questioned, with as much genuinity as possible as to not be rude, taking hold of the fabric of the cherry costume with his pointer and thumb finger, āthisās what weāre wearing?ā
ā in response to your casual nod, ace couldnāt help but tilt his head puzzledly. āof course, ācause youāre the cherry to my pie.ā you spoke pridefully, peace sign in the air, and ace couldnāt help but snort. āeh, that so? then i guess i donāt mind it that much,ā he accepted his fate easily, already used to your persistence even with the little things like this. maybe, he concluded, thatās why he enjoyed them so much, holding up the cherry costume completely with his fists now, looking at you as you held your own costume, holding it up to your chest as if to see if it fit, though you knew it did, in the meanwhile. ābut i kinda figured weād have a whole talk and a half about it.ā
ā you tutted smartly, wagging your pointer finger pointedly. āah, youāve made the mistake in thinking that just because this is a couples costume that you get any kind of say in it,ā you lectured, a comedic sweat drop falling down the side of aceās face as you easily continued, āyou donāt, actually.ā he just laughed in his amusement, ruffling his hair as he took a good look at his costume again. he guessed he did like it, after allāit wasnāt exactly what he expected it, but it was good enough for him. āalright then,ā ace smiled for no reason in particular other than his mind wandering towards his daydreams of the both of you wearing your outfit together, āpie to my cherry, letās wear it.ā
Random Demon; āMc, if I had a Time Machine, Iād go back to the day you were born and thank your mother for giving birth to someone so beautiful!ā
Mc, without hesitation; āif I had a Time Machine, Iād go back in time and tell your mom to swallow you.ā
Satan and Asmo; *absolutely sobbing with laughter*
MALLEUS: "What, is that hairless monkey-looking, naked creature?"
Lilia: "It's the rumored child you were talking about. His name is Silver. So? Isn't he adorable?"
Malleus: "Adorable? This thing?"
HONEY IT'S A BABY. YOU LOOKED LIKE A NAKED MONKEY CREATURE SOMETIME IN YOUR LIFE TOO YOU KNOW OMFG!
Lilia then says Malleus came at just the right timing because he'll be off shopping, so he asks Malleus to look after Silver for a bit. MALLEUS LITERALLY ALL-CAPS IN SURPRISE LMAO!
"HA? THIS THING? ME?!"
Then Lilia says unlike fairies, human babies apparently can't live off of flower nectar LOL! So he's off to get some powdered milk. Malleus screams after Lilia and says what if he accidentally KILLS this tiny thing because of his strength? Lilia says it's fine, just stroke him gentle and sing him a lullaby if he cries.
SO SILVER DOES CRY WHEN LILIA LEAVES. Malleus PANICS LMAO. I LOVE HIS VOICE! He sounds so young!
Malleus: "Ugh. What a noisy cry. So, I should only sing you a lullaby and you will sleep? Why would I even know any lullaby?"
Silver: "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!"
Malleus: "No, wait... I do know one."
HIS VOICE IS BEAUTIFUL WHAT THE HELL I HAD TO PUT DOWN MY PHONE HOLY SHIT!!!!
Malleus: "... He actually fell asleep. Ha... Lilia, hurry and come back."
Malleus: "But, where did I hear this lullaby..?"
IT'S MELEANOR'S LULLABY TO HIM WHEN HE WAS AN EGG!!! AAAAAH!
He's way prettier than Vil by a long shot, I will take no arguments, I'm right and you know I'm right. You have to pry this reality from my cold dead hands, I promise you.
so many people might call him winter, but the first time you meet him, all you can think of is the sound of falling leaves, of singing wind and dancing chimes, and the soft hush hush of the shifting greens ā summer bleeding into something that is not quite summer anymore. ādeath becomes me,ā so he might say, but youād shake your head, cast your eyes up at the branches leafed in gold, swaying above your heads in the bursting autumn afternoon, ānoā¦ life becomes you too,ā you tell him. because how else can you make him understand that there is room for both in one single body, that he is hail and harvest both, that abundance drips from him like ambrosia from the tongues of gods. āandā¦ thereās halloweenā¦ā he says, the shadow of a grin playing at the edges of his lips, even though nothing in his voice gives him away ā you know by now, yes, you know him well enough by now to know when heās teasing.
and he does so love to tease. āwhat, you think youāre scary?ā āarenāt i?ā ānot to me.ā āhmā¦ was i ever?ā and you consider him, taking in the height of him, the oil-dark of his horns, the milk pale of his skin, the quicksilver glint behind his slitted eyes. he leans in, almost as if to bear down upon you, but you laugh, reaching up to press a finger to his lips, making him blink as he pauses. āno,ā you shake your head, ānever.ā he leans back, contemplative, āhn. then perhaps i havenāt been trying hard enough.ā but you donāt miss the now no-longer shadow of a grin on lips as he turns his eyes back to the courtyard, back to the falling leaves dipped in every color of the sunset sky, back to the wind-kissed branches and the laughter of the students as they chase each other around the grasses in the last fell dregs of dying daylight. āin order to grow,ā you say, your eyes far away too, when he turns to look at you, āthings have to die. and that, i think, is beautiful too.ā and at this, malleus smiles, allows himself this one, sweet, unabashed thing, āyesā¦ beautiful.ā and you donāt turn, but if you had, youād have noticed that his eyes as he said those words were fixed very solidly on you.
As much as I love fics where dazai drives like a madman and everyone else in the car ends up with heart problems, I like to think that chuuya is probably unaffected by it. In fact, I think he loves it when dazai drives.
Imagine the pm and ada on a joint mission and it somehow ends in skk and sskk in a car together with dazai driving.
sskk are in the backseat and while Atsushi looks visibly mortified and scared for his life, Akutagawa is more subtle about it. He looks almost normal. Until you really pay attention and notice the clenched knuckles resting on his thighs and his eyes twitching.
Their mentors are completely unaware of their state. Dazai has a stupid grin on his face as he drives, determined to break every traffic law ever and Chuuya has his head out of the window, looking very much like a kid whose parents agreed to get mcdonalds.
"Take the next right!" The mafioso yells and Dazai swerves hard, missing the fire hydrant by an inch and Atsushi swears, swears, his heart stopped for 5 seconds. Chuuya hollers in excitement.
Akutagawa considers breaking the door and jumping out using rashoumon.
So weāve all heard about the trope of angry humans doing petty stuff to avoid their supernatural s/oās. Like dating a werewolf and wearing silver, or dating a vampire and eating Italian (or entering a house that they havenāt been invited to) or dating a demon sitting in a salt circle or even dating a fairy and wearing iron.
So letās say youāve had an argument with your unfairly handsome fae boyfriend and later, being the stubborn-as-a-mule human you are, realise that even though youāve somewhat calmed down, youāre still very cross with him so you decide to get back in your own way. You may have come into Twisted Wonderland with no magic but you did possess the stories and folklore of your non-magical world. You grew up with the tales of the men and women of yore that whispered horror stories of curses, kidnappings and enchantments, fairy rings and changeling children - and itās time to put your childhood fascination of the once-fictional-but-now-part-of-your-reality to shine.
Of course, you started with the iron jewellery; any type of bijouterie in your possession that you could possibly wear, you did. Rings, necklaces, bangles, anklets, earrings, chains, studs on your clothing, the prong of your belt, even the clips in your hair - all made out of pure iron (most of them a gift from Leona for reasons you werenāt too sure you wanted to know). You even managed to replace the buttons of your school blazer for shiny new metallic ones.
Next, you fortified your stronghold to ensure that any pesky fairies wouldnāt be able to enter. You hung up an iron horseshoe onto the door of Ramshackle and sprinkled salt all around its perimeter. You found some of your old clothes that were no longer in use and turned them inside out before placing them both inside Ramshackle and outside. Next you hung up bells and deep-toned wind chimes on as many places on Ramshackleās exterior you could find. Then, after marvelling at your handiwork, you went to your bedroom and relaxed.
*Insert a pouting Malleus sulking ten feet away from you, physically unable to come closer, mentally debating whether or not he should be impressed by your commitment*
Hey random thing her but Iām wanting to join an online dnd campaign cause my current irl one is ending very abruptly. So if there are any open campaigns or something, I donāt hmu. Please I need this stimulation in my life š¤£
Ok gonna vent here cause no one I know Irl is on here and hardly anyone follows me. But why is it that when I finally find someone and fall madly in love with them that they decide to move to the uk for university. And I donāt have it in me to tell them how I feel before they leave in a month and a half because they probably wonāt ever talk to me again because itās to awkward and Iāll lose someone in my life that I absolutely adore. But I also canāt handle thinking about them everyday knowing they probably arenāt doing the same. I know this isnāt healthy anymore but I canāt loose them. But at the same time what if they do like me back and Iām missing the chance to be with someone who gets me and makes me feel comfortable and safe when Iām around them and makes me laugh and forget about everything else but the two of us.
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