comrades!!

Hi anon! So I wrote an imagine for the reader finding out Raven betrayed everyone, so here are the headcanons for the aftermath! (Aka Heracles)

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It had been way too hard for you to leave Baction with Raven still inside. In fact, Yuri had to basically pull you the whole way, for you kept on slowing down and looking back.

Once you had safely exited, you broke down. Nobody knew what to say to you, so they just left you alone, letting you get it all out.

However, once you quieted down a little bit, Karol came over to you and gave you a tight hug, which you gladly returned.

You didn’t say anything to each other, but you both knew that you each were grieving.

Even if he had betrayed everyone, even if Raven was some sort of elaborate lie… you still felt the pain of losing him. Both of you did.

However, there wasn’t much time for grieving. Everyone was on a time crunch and Estelle was still in danger. Everyone had no choice but to make their way to Zaphias so they could board Heracles.

You were tempted to stay behind in the capital so you could mourn. And you almost did thanks to the wound you had gotten, but thanks to some newly bought lemon gels, you could go to Heracles with the others, and so you did.

As you boarded he giant warship, you had been confronted with LeBlanc and his goons. Of course, you weren’t paying much attention to them. Your gaze was on the ground.

However, it was pulled back up as you heard a familiar voice… Raven.

You couldn’t explain the emotions you were feeling as you saw him. Not dead. Not Schwann. He was Raven and he was alive.

Of course the first thing you felt was the intense emotion of joy, and happy tears welled in your eyes. He was alive. He was alive!

But then you remembered how and why he had ‘died’, and anger forced its way into the joy, mixing the two together to give you some confusing emotions.

The others did all the speaking you didn’t do, and they voiced your feelings to a T. Of course they felt the same.

As Raven told the others to ‘put him down’, you couldn’t really help the quiet protest that escaped your lips. Sure youwete mad at him. Furious, even. But you didn’t want him to die… again.

Yuri went to approach him, and you allowed yourself to voice your protests as a sinking feeling formed in your chest.

However, the vigilante didn’t kill Raven. He simply hit him after saying he owes his life to Brave Vesperia.

You let out an audible sigh of relief at that.

Before Raven could really recooperate, the others each had a turn at hitting him, and soon enough it was your turn. If you wanted to… and damn did you want to.

The ‘old man’ looked up at you, and you smiled. “I’m glad you’re not dead and I love you…” Before he could let out his own sigh of relief, you slapped him. “But you’ve got a shit ton of explaining to do.”

You honestly did feel bad after that, but at the same time after all that he had done, it was basically nothing. A slap on the wrist just placed somewhere else.

And explain he did. Thoughit took him a while to open up to you about it, he explained everything to you, starting right from the beginning… which was really hard for him to talk about. He was able to, though.

He told you about Casey, his death, Alexei, his heart… everything. He explained why he wouldn’t be affectionate with you in imperial towns, because he was worried about something of that sort being reported to Alexei and something happening to you or him.

And you listened. You listened, sympathized, showed compassion towards him, and did everything you could to support him as he recounted his trauma. You remained patient and let him take his time.

And by the time Brave Vesperia made it out of Heracles with no Estelle, your relationship with him had improved vastly.

Vibrates we’ve got some good tastes huh

ALSO— this contains spoilers for Tales of Vesperia!! The game is 10 years old I know but with the somewhat recent rerelease this is to just make sure.

I also can’t put a ‘read more’ thing here since I’m on mobile so uh sorry—

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“Go on without me, I’ll catch up once I’ve got this wound under control.” You looked up at Yuri Lowell, a concerned expression on his face. During one battle with a knight, you had gotten wounded on your side. The group was running low on healing supplies, so you insisted that you would stop the bleeding yourself. Everyone was hesitant to leave you behind. Especially now.

“(Y/N), we don’t want to leave you here.” You blinked a bit and looked over at Judith as she spoke. “But,” she looked over at the others, “we have faith that you’ll make it back to us in one piece. Right?”

Everyone else was quiet for a long tense moment before Karol nodded slightly. “Y-yeah! I trust you m— (Y/N).” he forced a small grin onto his face.

You knew what he was about to call you, and as he almost called you ‘mom’ for the second time… well, your gaze softened. You smiled softly at him. “Thanks, Karol.” (E/C) eyes traveled over to Yuri, Rita, Patty, and Flynn. Patty gave you a small nod, while the other three seemed more hesitant. “Guys. I’ll be okay. I’ll catch up before you’ll even notice I’m gone.”

After yet another long silence, Yuri sighed, shaking his head slightly before looking away from you. “Alright.“

“Just avoid fighting until you come back, okay?” Rita cut in, folding her arms over her chest as she looked down at you. “Oh, and, uh, here.” she pulled one of her extremely old weapons from her bag and handed it to you. A scarf. She avoided making eye contact as you took it from her.

“Thanks.” Rita nodded curtly in response and stepped away from you, the others taking her lead. Flynn being the most hesitant one to do so.

“I’ll make sure to kick that bastard’s ass twice as hard if you can’t make it in time.” Yuri grinned slightly and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Good. Now go, hurry. Estelle’s in even more danger for every second you spend with me.” You waved the group off, and they began to walk away without question. When they exited the room, you began work on your wound.

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You hissed softly as you slowly stood up, using the wall as a crutch. The bandaging you had done to your wound with Rita’s old scarf, well… it sucked. But you had to get going nonetheless. After all, you had promised to meet up with the others.

You slowly began to hobble through the door you knew you had seen them exit through. They couldn’t be too far off.

As you stepped into the next room, your prior somewhat relaxed mood was replaced with dread as you heard a scream. And not just any scream, it was Estelle.

If you weren’t trying to be quick before, you were definitely trying now. If that scream said anything, it was that the others were in danger in some way. You had to hurry.

For every panicked step you took, the voices of your comrades and the twisted commandant got louder and louder.

“… now shut up… Estelle go!”

“… Certain… what the princess wants?”

You could just barely make out the words from the echoes they made across the halls, but alas you couldn’t hear all of it.

You let out a quiet grunt, reaching the entrance to where everyone was and holding tightly onto the door for support. Your eyes were drawn upward, their attention caught by the strange ball that held Estelle captive.

“As long as I’m with you all, I’ll only cause you harm… But… I want to be with you! I just don’t know what I should do!” You shook your head and took a small step forward, your voice catching the attention of everyone in the room.

“E-Estelle—! That isn’t true! You have to pull yourself together, we— we’ll find a way to fix this!” You tried to take another step forward, but fell to your knees, shaking.

“(Y/N)!” Estelle called out for you as Karol and Judith both rushed over to help support you.

“Estelle! Pull yourself together!” Patty shouted, looking at the girl with a small frown.

“Forget about that, Estelle! Get over here!” Yuri glanced briefly over to you. “(Y/N)’s right, If there’s something you’re unsure about, we’ll work it out together!”

“Yuri…!”

Yuri and the others began to make a run toward Estelle, only for a bright red light to knock everyone back before they could even get close.

This included you, as you were blaster back a short distance, hitting a nearby pillar with a grunt.

Your vision danced between clouded and clear, and you could barely hear Alexei speak over the ringing in your ears.

You pushed yourself up as your vision cleared and you could hear once again, the first thing you registered being the familiar-looking knight that stood before the group. For a brief moment, you made eye contact with him before he looked away quickly.

Recede barked at him, and you glanced over to the dog in confusion, only to go rigid.

“I suppose there’s no fooling the nose of a dog.” Your heart stopped. You recognized that voice.

Your (E/C) eyes moved quickly to look up at this ‘Captain Schwann’, and sure enough, it was the man you knew as Raven.

“R… Raven? What’s going on? Why are you wearing…” you knew the answer already, and it made your heart twist painfully.

You stood up, stumbling forward. You had to get close to him, to see that this wasn’t some sort of cruel trick. However, a hand wrapping around your arm pulled you back to the others. You looked over, making eye contact with Flynn.

“… This doesn’t look like a joke.” Judith commented, as if reading your intentions like a book.

Everyone else remained eerily silent, a few glances spared over to you as you stared at Schwann Oltorain in disbelief. This couldn’t be real. It had to be some sort of nightmare.

“Wait—! But what about the Don, Raven—?!” Karol exclaimed. Schwann gave him a brief once-over before moving his gaze to the wall behind you. He seemed so broken. So different. It scared you to think about how he ever got like this.

“Conversing with you is not one of my duties.”

You hated the way his voice sounded. It was so different, so cold. It hurt. This hurt so much to see, to watch, to hear… you could barely help the tears welling up in your eyes.

“Raven…!” You and Karol seemed to speak at the same time, each of you with an equally heartbroken tone to your voices.

Yuri soon enough got over the shock and shook his head as he got into a defensive position. “We’re in a bit of a hurry, so let us through.” A moment passed, and Yuri’s eyes widened. “Wait… you’re not thinking of trying to stop us, are you?”

You tensed up as Schwann reached over and unsheathed the blade at his side, eyes narrowed at the group.

“N-no… Raven— Schwann—” you had no idea what to call him at this point. “Please— p-please don’t do this!”

He didn’t listen to you, though. His gaze didn’t even travel over to look at you. Perhaps he didn’t care, or perhaps he couldn’t bring himself to look at you. Either way, you could feel a tear rolling down your cheek as you tried to suppress a quiet sob.

Agh thank you so much uwu!

I’m living for all the Raven requests we’re getting :’))

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You had joined Brave Vesperia’s merry band of idiots somewhat early on, before Judith had joined up with them but a little bit after Raven did.

And boy, oh boy, did the two of you have something between you. Whenever Rita or Yuri would ask one of you if there was anything going on romantically, and you personally would deny it. However, Raven would simply smirk and shrug nonchalantly without any answer.

There was a LOT of implications that the two of you were a thing. He’d always have his arm around your shoulder casually, and the two of you sometimes held hands while walking through Dahngrest. He never really made any affectionate gestures when in imperial town and cities, though. Strange.

Both Karol and Estelle have like no idea that you’re not in a relationship, and Patty is just a confusing story to be honest. She just doesn’t really care.

There’s a LOT of PDA. Not kisses or anything, but more casual stuff like what I mentioned before. Every time that you deny being in a relationship this kinda throws everyone off because either you’re really really blind or you’re just really into casual intimate touches.

So, when Karol calls the two of you, “mom and dad” as the group is visiting Nordopolica, there are MANY different reactions.

To start out, you’re very, very, very confused. Like, Karol please tell me that you didn’t just say that. Why? What— since when were you a mother figure

Raven isn’t even phased by this. Like yes child. I’m your father figure. I’m everyone’s father now.

“Karol, do ya happen t’ see me as a father figure?”

“N-no—! I said you’re— uh, a bother figure! ‘Cause you’re always bothering me!”

The others would be watching from the sidelines with their own little reactions put into it. Except for Patty. She was off doing something at the time.

Yuri and Rita were both slightly unamused but at the same time really amused so their expressions were really confusing to everyone.

Judith was in the same boat as Patty, at a shop buying new weapons for everyone.

And then, Estelle would probably speak up, asking, “Wait, (Y/N). You and Raven aren’t a couple?”

This was about the thirtieth time you were asked this question, and at this point, you might as well just accept it, since you did actually like Raven, and he obviously liked you in the same way.

So, as you remained silent, the “old man” wrapped his arm around your shoulders with that lazy smug grin of his. “Nah, we are.”

After a moment, you’d laugh quietly and wrap your own arm around him, beaming. “Yep!”

Agh I’m so sorry ;;;

We got the ask a while ago and I think I’m basically done with it— I just need to do some finishing things

cozy will now be writing for jojo’s bizarre adventures~ i’ve read part 1, 2, almost done with part 3, and part 5! (yes i’m aware i made a bit of a skip but i have some nice friends who will be helping me catch up with the series :*

I’m gonna try my hand at the old man.......... thanks for the request!!!

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Raven is INCREDIBLY touch-starved. Listen, dying and then being brought back to life again just to be used as a puppet by a crazy dude would leave you desperately needing at least some affection.

You’d more than likely ask for permission to do it first, but honestly you don’t really need to ask. He doesn’t mind, and he melts every time.

He seems to enjoy holding you tightly against him, or even being held. More so the latter than the former, really.

Whenever he’s cuddling with you, you tend to have some conversations about really anything, ranging from how Yuri and the others have been doing, all the way to maybe even his past or Schwann. He prefers to keep the latter part on the inside, though. But yeah! Some fun lil conversations for when you’re cuddling. He loves it.

He can and will flirt with you and make cheeky comments whenever the two of you are doing this. Things like, “I didn’t know ya wanted me this close.” with a playful wink or “Yer so warm…” as he’s burying his face into the crook of your neck.

He’s pretty cold. Not terribly freezing, but he is colder than basically everyone else. So, he really likes to hold you close for the sole reason of you being warm. He also loves you but at the same time...... warm........

ofc!! here you go anon~! ~memo

”…Love? Is there something wrong..?”

Nagito’s expressions often included those of anxious worry, or something akin to heartache–but the way his eyes dimmed as you flinched at the touch of his hand, that was enough to absolutely crush you.

“N-No, I’m sorry, I just…I guess I’m just a little out of it..”

That wasn’t the truth, and even your boyfriend could tell that you weren’t being entirely honest. In truth, you had a bit of a…problem. Something that you struggled with long before you had gotten together with Komaeda, though your relationship certainly made it a lot more difficult to hide.

You had some issues with affection. Not with giving it, or even disliking it, but…if you were to be technical, you would have to say you were ‘affection-starved’. You absolutely adored being held, kissed, hugged, even just being in the same vicinity as your beloved, you just simply couldn’t get enough of it–even to the point that you felt you were overbearing, wanting to be near your loved ones as much as physically possible. If given the opportunity, you would gladly be on Komaeda’s arm at all times, basking in the affection he would give you–but you knew it could be a burden, especially when the two of you were in public, and so you had done your best to keep that side of you hidden from your beloved. You feared he might feel pressured to give you that attention that you adored so much, and making the one you loved uncomfortable was the last thing you wished to put on him–and so you had done your best to avoid anything further than a brief kiss or loving hug, for fear you might go overboard and start cuddling him without him wanting it. But by the unconvinced look Komaeda was giving you, you were certain he knew that something was awry.

“…Come on, now. There’s no use hiding it–what’s going on, my love? I know you’re stressed, and I’m not going to stop pestering you until you tell me.”

He was unusually confident, though, and had a determined look on his face. He wasn’t pulling any punches with you, obviously, so it seemed like an impossible task to try and make up some excuse as to why you shied from his touch. So you did the only thing you could think of–you sealed your lips shut, and declined to say a thing. And unfortunately for you, something mischievous flashed across his eyes.

“Ah, then I suppose you leave me no choice. You brought this on yourself, sweetheart.”

And before you could register what he was planning, his hands were at your sides–and you suddenly couldn’t stop the giggles that escaped you. Komaeda was tickling you with a vengeance, a grin on his lips as he watched you squirm and laugh like an excited young boy, trying hard to swat his hands away with no luck.

“N-Nagi-! C-Cut it out-!”

You practically had tears in your eyes by the time he let up, allowing you to catch your breath after such an intense laughing fit. To be honest, you almost wished he wouldn’t stop–but by the time you had collected yourself, and he had a loving smile on his lips, you felt you had the courage to tell him. Taking a deep breath, you let your feelings spill out–you stumbled over your words and rambled a bit, but by the time you had put everything out into the open, you had a feeling your love had a good grasp of what you were saying.

“I see…that mostly makes sense. Though, I don’t understand how a person like myself could ever make you feel that good…I understand. That must have taken a lot to confess…thank you for trusting me with this, my darling. I’ll keep this information safe, for as long as I live.”

His smile grew even wider, as he took your hands in his, and held them to his chest. The warmth of his palms felt like it was spreading throughout your entire body, and for the first time in a while, you allowed yourself the freedom to bask in the glorious touches that you so craved. That feeling was amplified even further when he brushed his thumb over your cheek, taking your face in one of his hands so he could guide you into a kiss.