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Hwan: *looks at Dang* Well shit I'm gay. *looks at Vera* WAIT I'M A STARIGHT GAY-

Hwan realizing there is, in fact, a word for "a straight gay"

So how did vera realize she had a thing for Hwan in the original au and how did dang realize he had a thing for hwan in the alternate au

@classycloudcuckoolanderclasso put this best, I'm not even gonna try and paraphrase

Also, although you didn't ask this, have a beautifully worded "How does Hwan fall for Vera"

#cc vera #cc hwan #cc dang #cc dwan #cc hera #cckk #cckkaa #friendo #fiddleasks #im still reeling over this #i can't believe im friends with a poet

would that ever make Keith reflect on how much he values his family or nah?

Maybe, probably not, but now I'm laughing just because

same energy

#cckkaa #fiddleasks #keith is eridan me and classo are the others #id still have to consult them but you know

(Sorry I deleted the original ask by mistake)

The CCKKAA is a wip still, but for now me and @classycloudcuckoolanderclasso have got:

Eliwood (Max/Nerris)

Marmalade (Max/Nerris)

Paula (Neil/Harrison)

Dexter (Ered)

Violet (Dolph/same wife as in CCKK)

Lucy (Space Kid/OC wife named Faith who made him give up on his dreams)

Cornelius, aka Neeley (Preston/Vera)

Keith (Dang/Hwan)

#cckkaa #im not tagging all this #camp camp #fiddleasks

NOOOOOO MAH BABY IS SUFFERING AND NOTHING CAN BE DONE WHY DOES KEITH SAY HE WANTS IT TO GO BY QUICKER IS IT BECAUSE HE CAN'T STAND SEEING HIS FATHER IN PAIN?!

Nah he's just a dick lmao

#fiddleasks #cckkaa #you can try and assign a tragic reason if you want #but me and classo figured it's just bc he's sick of hearing him cough and being forced to spend time with him instead of playing video games #and trivial shit like that #he's honestly just a narcissist ffffhfh

So is dang in a coma or is he really injured?

I wrote this snippet forever ago but I think it answers this question so lemme just

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He's frail.

He's frail, and his bones creak when he moves, and Hwan has to pretend not to notice the pained winces he lets himself show when he thinks nobody's watching him and the slow way he has to sit himself down in the living room sofa during movie night. He's frail, he's dying, but in the years he's got left, he's also insistent on making Hwan's life a beautiful hell.

"You're not doing that," he says, grabbing the newest assignment out of Hwan's hand.

Hwan, reflexes ever sharp, thinks about grabbing it back --it wouldn't take much, just a flick of the wrist and Dang could go flying-- but lets Dang crumple it up in his pocket instead. Lets him think he's won this round.

"Honey," he says, and his tone is soft, "it's good money."

"Good money for a sure death. It's a fucking suicide mission, Hwan, I'm not letting you."

Hwan laughs gently. Dang is always so worried about him, so worried he might even slip up on his usual "no swearing in the house" policy and let loose one right in front of their kid. It's a good thing he's not here right now.

"I'm careful."

"Like hell you are."

"I am. I'm the best man in town. I've only been shot twice all year, and it was only on my leg. It took less than five minutes for the bullets to be dug out."

Dang doesn't seem convinced, and Hwan on whim grabs his hand and brings it to his lips, softly kissing the callused knuckles. Dang has lovely hands, long and slim. He used to play the piano for him sometimes, back when Hwan was young and he was healthy and all was right in the world.

"Honey. Honey, look at me?"

Dang does, if unwillingly. His beautiful brown eyes are heavy-lidded with dark circles, and Hwan makes a mental note to run it by the doctor again. It can't be normal for a man to look so tired even after sleeping 13 hours straight. Something has got to be off, no matter what she insists.

"I'm going to be fine," is what he says out loud. He takes his other hand, and kisses that too. Dang tastes sweet against his lips, like flour and honey-- baking exhausts him, but he insists on doing it anyway, insists on having a fresh tray of honey and almond cookies ready for Hwan when he gets home after a long day at work. He's never been one for idly sitting back and accepting pity, Dang. "Nothing is going to happen to me. I promise."

"A promise, you say," Dang muses. He pulls his hands away from Hwan's grip and slides them under his chin instead, pushing it up until his face is mere inches from his. He smiles, then, and Hwan hates how it both breaks his heart and makes him fall in love all over again.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, babe."

#cc dang #cc hwan #camp camp #fiddleasks #cckkaa #cc dwan #fiddlewrites

can u say whut is wrong with dang in the alternate au

He was a spy, man. Shit happens. And sometimes, it can't be fixed.

#cc dang #cckkaa #fiddleasks

who decided on dwan in the au and who decided on vwan

Unanimous Agreement Babey

#fiddleasks #cckk #cc dwan #cc hera #cckkaa #i was all aboard the bitter dang train so i guess id credit myself more with the dwan #and classo has a weakness for tough girls paired with sweet guys who bring out their soft sides #say what they will #so i guess they could be more credited for hera?#but idk #we always agree on the pairings we use #itd be kinda weird otherwise!#and luckily we're both multishippers #(although they are to a much more flexible degree agshggsfs)