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gn!reader | basically unedited. reader's really kind and selfless and the M4 are worried about it. i think!
felix
mc’s kindness was something felix had always admired
no matter what the world and their enemies threw at them, they had a warmth for others, for him, that never faded or tired. he couldn’t imagine how tiring it might be
but he worried. he worried when they would go out and do chores for the others, be the one to speak when they all felt low and promised they’d all get through it, even when they offered to hear him vent, their kindness was never faltering and he worried.
“felix? are you okay?” he looks up from his book to mc beside him on the couch, who noticed he hadn’t moved for a few minutes. he doesn’t answer and instead asks “how are you so kind?”
they blink, not expecting that to be his response. “what do you mean?” “i mean, you offer to help everyone no matter your own responsibilities, you try to cheer us up, you listen and try to resolve our problems without expecting us to do the same—without expecting anything. how aren’t you…exhausted?”
mc doesn’t make eye contact while they think. they shrug. “i never said i’m not exhausted. i just…push past it.” felix places the book on the table and frowns, “mc, you shouldn’t feel pressured to help. you’re as human as the rest of us.”
they shake their head, “i love helping people, i want to help people. but…” felix is patient, he only moves them closer to stroke their back and occasionally press a kiss to their head.
“i mean, you’re right. sometimes i do…i do wish people would do the same for me. and i know it’s selfish to want them to notice and bring it up first. i know i should just bring it up myself but i can’t because—” their voice breaks and tears well in their eyes. “because what if i ask one day and they can’t? they don’t want to? i have to be the strong one, i always have. i don’t know how not to be.”
even now, mc feels like they’ve said too much—taken up too much space and time. there’s a hint of fear in their eyes when they pull up to look up at felix.
they don’t expect him to have a frown and tears of his own forming before he speaks, “i’m sorry you’ve been dealing with this alone for so long.” and they don’t expect the way he hugs them after either, or how much they melt into it while finally letting themself cry
he holds them tightly and takes time to think of what they need to hear, not minding how they sob against his skin. he should have noticed it sooner. and he can’t take all that time back, but he can at least work to help with it now. “you wanting someone to notice your pain…it isn’t selfish. that’s being human, and so is taking time for yourself.”
“but what if people need me? i can’t just stop helping,” mc mumbles into his chest. “no,” he says firmly but gentle. “other people’s happiness is not your responsibility. you have to do what’s best for you.”
he tilts their chin to look at him, “you’re allowed to be tired, or to hurt, or to ask for help. you deserve that, maybe more than anyone else i know. you don’t have to be strong all the time, love.”
felix plants a kiss on their forehead, “you’ve done so much for us, for me. please let me do the same. the next time you need help, come to me first, please.”
his thumb grazes their cheek as they nod and he smiles, “even the kindest and strongest of us are allowed to rest, hm?”
sage
sage has always been perceptive of others
he and felix are in the kitchen when mc comes in, good mornings swapped between them. he already noted how they seemed quieter than usual, steps a little heavier. felix asks how they’re doing and they smile, “i’m alright. how are you felix? you were reading that novel last night, right?”
felix starts explaining what he read and sage decides to tune out, but doesn’t ignore how quickly they evaded the question
they do it a lot, really. like when anisa would ask about earth and they explained enthusiastically until she mentioned their own life. they only offered a tight smile, “mm, normal, i guess? there’s nothing super interesting. oh! back to what i was saying…”
even when they did offer details, sage wonders if they realized what they were revealing. they would mention how it was alright to vent to them, it was normal and people would always come to them back on earth. they mentioned late trips to get something a friend forgot, or to pick up groceries when no one else could. but they never seemed to complain. they were always stubborn with their kindness, it seemed
so it’s no surprise to him when he tries to bring it up, that they do the same habit again. it catches them off guard while they sit on his bed but they compose themself quickly, “i just like helping an focusing on other people, that’s all. i promise i’m alright.”
he frowns, “you’re lying.” mc blinks but before they can deny it he starts again, “you evade questions when people try to focus on you.”
“no i don—” “yes you do. you change the subject and don’t want help. why?” mc opens their mouth to speak, but only shrugs and looks away. “i don’t know, i just…do. i always have. it’s not like i have much that’s important to bring up. and people…people struggle more than they let on. they have hard days and need someone to talk to and i know that so, you know.” (their voice begins to waver at the end, sage notes.)
“but you? you don’t?”
mc tenses and he gently holds their hand in response, “hey, trust me, alright? i know what happens when you bottle things up for too long. you can talk to me.”
and maybe he didn’t realize how long they had been keeping it locked up because just those words seem to break them.
“i’m sorry,” mc cries weakly. but all sage does is pull them into him, “don’t do that. don’t apologize for this.”
“but i don’t wanna worry you or the others,” they say against his chest. “mc, i’m going to worry about you and whether you’re alright either way. you know that. did you try anisa’s cooking the other day?” sage smiles a little when they laugh and nod
he sways back and forth a little while pressing his face against the top of their head, “i just want you to rely on me. you can’t…you can’t take care of everyone all the time. that’ll never be your responsibility. not if i can help it.”
mc sniffles and he pulls away to brush away their tears, “you’re just as important as the rest of us, so whenever you get tired just come to me, alright? i’ll always be here for you.”
anisa
sometimes anisa thought that mc was a saving grace
when she rolled her eyes at sage and felix’s bickering, she couldn’t help but smile when mc laughed. when she was stressed and tense from work, they’d offer a massage and bath with no hesitation. they would listen to her vent about annoying people, her fears and insecurities, whatever was on her mind. but she didn’t fail to note how they never seemed to do the same
she decides to bring it up herself after a long day. they’re laying in bed as she traces shapes on their skin when she softly asks “do you have anything to talk about?” “what do you mean?” “well, we always seem to have something going on, but you…you never complain. how are you holding up?”
she becomes a little concerned when they don’t answer straight away but gives them time. mc sighs, “i’m alright. you said it yourself, we just have a lot to do. don’t need to worry about me.”
anisa frowns, “hey.” mc looks up at her confused. “you worry about me all the time. if you’re struggling with…anything, i want you to be able to come to me.”
they smile a little at her worry, thankful that she’s here but “really, anisa, it’s nothing i’m not used to. actually, i’m pretty sure i’ve been having it easier than usual. back on earth i…i had a lot more people to take care of and coming to me, so, there’s nothing here i can’t manage.”
“but even then, didn’t you ever take some time for yourself or get angry or drained?” anisa asks. she thought it was a simple question, one that would lead to an “of course.” but mc tenses and fidgets with their hands instead, their lips pursed.
“mc…” they don’t immediately look up at her. it’s only when they go to look up at the ceiling as they try to blink away tears that anisa notices what she’s done. but a sound between a whimper and sob escapes them and she doesn’t hesitate before pulling them against her, “it’s okay, hey, it’s alright. i’m here now.”
“i’m just…so tired, anisa.” “i know, baby,” she holds and kisses their head, pulling their face into the crook of her neck. “you deserve a break.”
“i can’t take a break from anything, though. this isn't—this is just…my life. it always has been.” anisa’s heart wrenches at their words. she holds them tighter and shakes her head, “that’s not fair to yourself. you can take a break from life when you want to. it’ll still be there when you’re ready for it.”
“and i"—anisa lifts their head to gently wipe their tears away—"will be there every step of the way.”
she continues, “can you promise me something though?” mc furrows their brows but nods slowly. “will you promise to tell me if you feel this way again? that when i ask how your day was, you won’t hide from me? even if it’s just saying you’re tired instead of good.”
mc wipes at their face but nods confidently this time. anisa smiles gently before pulling them into her chest again and planting a kiss on their head, “thank you. i think after i get you some water, it’s time for us to take a nap.”
rime
rime knows what it’s like—being selfless to the point of your own destruction
that’s why it was so easy for him to watch mc give up their time for the others over and over again, all while shutting themself inside the rest of the time to work. pushing and pushing and pushing, it seemed. it annoyed him. maybe an older version of him would have found it agitating because they seemed to have no flaws. but now he stared at them, frustrated because they never seemed to stop and care about themself
and mc notices his own change in attitude, despite it all. he sits on the foot of their bed and they ask “rime, are you alright?” his lip twitches, “i don’t know, are you?”
“you’ve been quieter lately. tired?” mc takes a moment before responding, “i mean, yeah. but that’s just because i want to focus and work hard.”
rime only presses further, “your practice was hard today, wasn’t it?” “mm, it was alright. i’m just a little sore.” “and dinner? you got it for everyone even though the rest of your day was shitty? instead of asking someone else?”
he squints at mc’s confused expression while standing to face them. they tilt their head, “what are you—i offered to do it. everyone was tired.”
“why?” “what?” “why do you keep pushing yourself to do more when you don’t need to?”
the both of them stand in silence while mc gapes. rime speaks quieter, “what? surely you’ve noticed by now, mc. even i have.”
they continue stare before looking away and licking their lips, trying to think of what to say. “that’s just what i do. what do you want me to say?” rime takes a step towards them, “i want you to say the truth.”
“th—okay. i help people. i offer to help all the time because they need help and i care about them. and sometimes…it’s tiring. i get drained but i do it anyways. okay?” “alright. let us help you then. that’s fair, isn’t it?”
mc can only manage to laugh a little in denial while they begin to tear up. “i don’t need help, rime—” “yes you do. everyone needs help. and even if you didn’t need it, you want it, don’t you?”
he stares, but it isn’t a hard or mean gaze. it’s like he’s looking into mc, and their mouth settles into a grim line
“you’re tired, mc. more tired than you should be,” he says. and he knows he’s clicked in their head when tears finally begin to fall. he finally reaches them, wrapping his arms around them while they grip onto the back of his shirt. “i know it’s hard…caring so much. you need to give yourself a break, sweetheart.”
they shake their head against his chest, ever so stubborn, “no, no, i—rime, people need me—”
he cuts them off, “nobody needs you enough for you to break yourself like this. and i need you"—rime cups their face and makes them look at him—"to choose yourself for once. i’m not going to sit here and watch you fall apart.”
his gaze softens even more as he wipes the tears from their face, “being kind is one of your strongest traits, angel. you need to be the same for yourself.”
he teases you but it’s really nothing unexpected of him
“you know mc, i can do things for you that a fictional character can’t”
“studying again are we? would it happen to be a subject that calls for some hands-on learning?”
“when is my partner going to stop writing and pay attention to me. hello? me? your very handsome, skilled, loving boyfriend who—” “sage, please. fine, you big needy cat.” “why would you say that”
he loves hearing you talk about the new things you found, or your favourite characters, or how annoying this one function of a game is that the developers really should fix,
you aren’t facing him as you go on a tangent, but if you were you’d see he has this little lovesick smile on his face
he’ll actually remember some bits and make jokes. probably uses your least favourite character and compares idiotic things or moments to them
the first time it happens it shocks you because did he seriously just compare cucumbers to mahito
he also tries to get you merchandise of some kind. he succeeds after recalling many random plot points and the cashier guessing 3 times before they get it and he yells “oh that’s the one!”
but there’s still a lot of times where you kinda,, ramble on without a specific point or goal in mind and he’s sitting there trying to fit puzzle pieces together but can’t.
sage is there the first time you click with felix about your interests.
he didn’t expect it to happen, actually. you were sharing something you had learned when felix happened to walk by and sage, very dramatically said “felix i need you to give me all the info in your head about this. now.”
felix says “oh? are you interested in that too, mc?” Pause. what’s happening here
sage sees the gleam in your eyes when you laugh at a joke felix makes that he knows he never would have thought to make himself
he subconsciously gets this pout on his face that goes away when you notice and hug his waist
those little moments build up in the back of his head for a while. it finally hits when he walks in on you talking with felix one day
“oh my god, exactly! finally someone gets what i’m saying.” it’s said absentmindedly, really. just an exaggeration in excitement. but to sage? ouch
he starts avoiding you. if he avoids speaking to you at all, he won’t have to awkwardly try to leave when you talk about your interests
obviously,, very much not out of ill-will but because it makes him upset so he can’t focus on what you’re saying and he doesn’t think you deserve that
“they can talk to felix instead. at least he’ll have an idea of what’s happening” :broken_heart: my little meow meow
you notice quickly but decide to give him space at first
but then he starts excusing himself as you enter a room, so you get more worried and corner him
“sage are you alright?” “why wouldn’t i be?” “you’ve been avoiding me,” “no i haven’t” “liar.”
you try to prod a little more until he turns to you and says “i don’t know if we should be together.”
.. well .
“what? why…why would you say that? did i do something wrong—” “you didn’t do anything, mc. i just think we’re very…different. maybe you should be with someone else.”
you might have felt hurt if you couldn’t hear the strain in his own voice, or notice that look in his eyes when he’s hiding something
“yeah? who should i be with then?” yeouch he didn’t expect that response
“i don’t know. someone more like you. felix seems to be a good match, considering he reads and studies and knows things i don’t”
Got Him
and if there’s one thing sage knows, it’s stubbornness.
“i don’t want to be with felix, idiot. i want to be with you.”
“i don’t mind you having different interests. do you mind having different ones than mine?” “what? no that's—that’s different. you not being interested in drinking and fighting is not the same thing as me not understanding your characters and games and whatever else. and i want to because you get so excited about them and i just—god,”
he’s trying so hard :(
you have to reassure him that you really don’t mind if he isn’t an expert on all of your interests, and that you already appreciate him just listening and all the jokes he makes
“can you imagine what would happen if me and felix were even together? that is not going to cancel out. also i have some problems with his opinions and—”
you can definitely tell he’s more comfortable and secure about it all when he goes back to making jokes about it/you and felix
“mc, would you pick me over your favourite character, what’s-his-face, be honest,” “who the hell are you referring to??” “oh, would that change your answer?” HE’S SO.
“there’s only 4 of us yet somehow 2 are nerds? terrible math”
it’s okay afterwards when he comes up from behind, wraps his arms around you, and kisses you on the cheek before laying his chin on your shoulder
PLEASE oh my god one day sage makes a joke about something you talked about earlier that makes you laugh harder than usual and he looks over at felix like “take that” and felix is just ?? so confused ?? like what the hell are you going on about BSJFHB
I love characters that appear arrogant or self-centered but you don’t have to dig deep to find it's a poorly built façade to hide the fact that they actually despise themselves with every ounce of their being.
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I tell my boyfriend "nothing in the world can bring me back to life"
I'd do anything to feel it for the first time
& I feel like the angels pulled a joke on me
they laugh & turn their backs
they leave the club & set the place on fire
I couldn't make it out there fast enough
Female characters who are the sole voice of reason <<<<<<< Female characters who think of themselves as the sole voice of reason but who are actually just as insane as those around them
please comment or reblog telling me your favourite fictional knights, from anything.
i want to write a fic
premise is that it’s set in the sovereign tower universe (which you won’t need to have knowledge of to read the fic) but all the knights are isekai’d. it would be a few chapters long building to the final quest to open portals to get everyone back home.
Any knights are allowed! i would even put shrek in the fic tbh. Its silly nonsense but i want to hear the people’s choice of knights pretty please
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