Soudam Week: Day 2 - Royalty
Soudam Week: Day 2 - Royalty
And yes, this was inspired by that one vine. It more crack than anything, but hopefully it makes you laugh ;)
A quality all good princesses must possess is patience.
But Sonia was running out of that real quick.
Let’s see if we can explain the situation a little better hm? The Princess of the grand kingdom of Noselic was world renowned for inspirational and calming presence. But, what most people didn’t know, is that he actually had close ties to the infamous vampiric Count Tanaka Gundam, and the feared sea pillaging pirate Souda Kazuichi. Both men who were dear and valued friends to the young princess. If only there was one increasingly...irksome problem.
Souda was in love with Gundham.
At first he had a rather worrying attachment to Sonia herself, but that sorted itself out with time and many balls that pushed the two together. And now Souda was almost a constant pining, worrying mess. A far cry from the once innovative and thrill-seeking seafarer. She cared for the pirate, she really did, but enough was enough.
“Yes, yes Souda I know that Gundham is very cool, and that you’ve never really thought about him in this was before. But what are you going to about it? With these affections?”
“Wh-What? Me?!” Had Sonia not had proper etiquette and manners drilled into her from a young age, she would’ve smacked the upside of Kazuichi’s head from being so dense at times. Honestly, a princess could only take so mu-
“A-Actually Princess...I-I’ve had this plan in my h-head for quite awhile now…” Oh?
Now Sonia was listening.
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Sonia immediately regretted listening.
The plan had made sense the first time she heard it, but now, during the execution of it...She suddenly wished she had tuned out Souda that day. Just how was Gundham supposed to fall for this? So pardon her language but...
This was beyond stupid.
How could she have ever agreed to this? Oh curse the allure of matchmaking! The plan Souda had proposed went like this; Him and his pirate crew would fake her kidnapping, sending a ransom note to Gundham in the hopes that he’d come and save his friend. It was then and there that Souda planned to confess. In theory, it should’ve worked.
In theory.
But here Sonia was, falsely tied to the main sail post of Souda’s ship the “S.S Hope’s Peak.” Waiting the the supposed “hero” to show up. Sonia’s sharp toothed friend only growing more and more sullen with every passing minute. And, while his pining did push Sonia to her wits end every now and then, he was still a very dear friend to her. So his misery was her misery!
“Just give him a few more minutes Souda, maybe he got...caught up?”
“Humph, yeah ri-“
“HALT FIEND! Prepare to face the ultimate wrath of the Supreme Overlord of Ice, the Great Gundham Tanaka! Tremble in petrified fear mor-Tamer of Automatons?”
And just as Souda’s depressed grumble left his mouth, Gundham appeared. Galloping gallantly up to the decked battleship on a hellishly ferocious horse. But for all Gundam’s bravado, he was still rendered speechless by the scene.
Not that Sonia could blame him.
She was tied to a post. Souda had already dropped his sword. Hajime was trying his best to play along even as a nearby seagull tried to peck at his large spike of hair. Nagito was currently torn between helping his boyfriend and wondering if trash like him should even interfere. Akane was asleep on the deck. And who knows where Ibuki was. All and all, it was chaos. So much so that the Novoselic Princess was both surprised and thankful that nothing had caught on fire.
Yet.
But chaos, as it were, delighted the vampiric count. So it came as no surprise to Sonia when Gundam started laughing hysterically. But it certainly came as a surprise for poor Souda.
“W-Wha? Why are you laughin’?! This is serious!” Had the situation not have been spiraling out of control so rapidly, Sonia would’ve giggled and the bright blush that quickly overtook Souda’s face along with a fussy pout. It was hard work to hold back the urge to take charge of the situation, but the princess restrained herself. No.
She trusted Souda.
“And why, pray tell, is the scene before me so dire?” In a fluroush is his long black cape, Gundham dismounted the massive dark beast. Walking right up the dock were he gazed above him at Souda. With such a look in eyes that Sonia immediately knew that this outlandish plan would both work and was largely unnecessary.
Still, at least it’d be entertaining.
“B-Because I’m taking Miss Sonia away!” Oh...Oh he shouldn’t have said that. All at once any cheerful air that Gundham may have had around him evaporated. The Four Dark Devas of Destruction starting to peak out of their commander’s scarf to see what was all the commotion for. Oh. Oh no…
Jealousy was not a good look on the Overlord of Ice.
“Oh? I had thought that you had broken such a frivolous illusion long ago Sharp Toothed One.” Great, now Gundhan thought that Souda still had feelings for her! Oh this was getting ridiculous! Wriggling her shoulders, Sonia was just about ready to call this whole charade off and just order the two to confess when-
“You’ll never have her!”
“And why is that you pathetic mortal?!”
“Because I love you!”
Silence. Heart-wrenching, spine-tingling silence. Sonia’s innards twisting at the sight of Souda’s face. Eyes cast down, clinging to the wooden planks in front of him like it was the only thing keeping him upright. His face dyed such a brilliant shade of red that it made that vibrant head of pink hair seem pale. With those dear, intelligent eyes glossing over with embarrassed tears. Desperately, Sonia looked toward to Gundham.
Finding him in a complete state of shock.
Bandaged arms limp at his sides. Mismatched eyes wide and staring. Jaw hanging open as the sea breeze made his cape and scarf flutter around his frozen body. Sonia darted her green eyes between the two. From tearful Souda to shell shocked Gundham. Just waiting for someone to make the first move.
Surprisingly, it was Souda.
“Well? Y-You can’t even answer me can you?! Dammit! I should’ve-” He was a mess. Raking his hands through his choppy hair as if he wanted to tear it all out. Just the sight of the tears streaming down his face renewed Sonia’s efforts to free herself. To either comfort Souda or smack some sense into Gundham, the princess didn’t quite know.
“N-No! No, Souda I feel the same!”
And just like that, the tears dried and the hope returned to Souda’s eyes. He stared at Gundham. Strands of pink hair blowing all around his face. Gundam and him locked eyes for a moment before the Count pulled his scarf over his blushing red face. Trying to save face.
“What? You...You really…”
“Ahem, perhaps we should talk about this in private...m-my paramor.” With rabbit fast glances to and away from the pirate, Gundham was able to stutter out a rather smooth invitation.
Sonia had to give him props for that.
“Really? R-Right now?”
“Hmph! The Great Gundham Tanaka does not misspeak Tamer of Automatons! Now, come join the future ruler of this word on his hellish crusade as the One Who Shares My Path!” By now Gundham’s old confidence had returned, along with Souda’s blinding smile. As his grand laughter filled the air, Souda prompty lept off the boat and into Gundam’s arms. Just as Nagito finally freed Hajime from the seagull’s wrath and Akane woke up. But Sonia, herself, was still tied to the post and Ibuki was-
“Now I’ve...had the time of life! No, I’ve never felt this way before...Yes, I swear its the truth and I owe it all to you!”
Oh no.
Why couldn’t Ibuki had just stayed away? Oh God, and now she was butchering that one song from Dirty Dancing! And Sonia loved that movie! But, astonishingly, Souda and Gundham were too wrapped up in one another to be ever the slightest bit affected by the musician's screeching, screamo version of a romantic classic. What with Gundham delicatly setting Souda down on that wild black horse.
Before the two rode off into the sunset.
“ ‘Cuase I’ve had the time of my life! And I owe it all to you!”
Leaving Sonia behind.
Still tied to the ship.
With a singing Ibuki.
…
Well shit.
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The first time Pidge and Lotor square off she calls him ‘Pretty Boy.’
Cue Lotor’s brain momentarily short-circuiting long enough for PIdge to land a sick left hook across his face.
Cue Lotor wanted to die as he see Pidge flash that smug, triumphant smile we all know and love.
Cue Lotor becoming instantly WHIPPED for the Green Paladin of Voltron.
, Rest in Frickin' Pieces Lotor…
Soudam Week: Day 4 - Soulmates
The Angst is here and its staying.
Souda hated his soulmate.
A contradiction that doesn’t make sense, he knows. But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t true. For one, he had no idea who his soul mate was. But the worst part was that they were always getting hurt. How did he know?
Well he could feel it to.
Every cut, every slash, every punch and kick his soulmate endured, so did he. Granted, Souda only received a mirrored version of the severity of the pain, while his soulmate had td to deal with both the pain and the scarring. Still, it hurt.
Still, it would always happen
Souda had too many memories of suddenly collapsing in pain in elementary school or all together passing out between his soulmate’s pain and his own father’s beatings. So, yeah. Souda came to hate his soulmate. Hated whoever that careless idiot was.
Hated them as much as he worried for them.
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Years came and went.
Souda had become used to his soulmate’s frequent injuries. Changing his appearance in such a way that, even if he was writing in agony on the floor over whatever stupid stunt his soulmate pulled, no one who rush at him with pity in their eyes. He hated that pity. He hated that look they gave him.
He hated his soulmate.
Souda did his best not the suffer his own injuries after leaving his dad’s and getting accepted into Hope’s Peak. But even he messed up sometimes, and whenever he got hurt, Souda couldn’t help but wonder.
Did his soulmate even care?
Clearly they didn’t if they themselves just continued to get hurt over and over again. Knowing full well that they had someone behind them feeling their every agony. There was no doubt in Souda’s mind anymore.
Their soulmate was the worst kind of person.
Still, Souda found himself worrying all the same. With every invisible gash on his arm, he wondered if they were ok. With every bite-like ache in his leg, he fretted about their soulmate’s chances of infection. With every breath knocked from his lungs, he wondered if they had anyone to pull them back on their feet. It was a waste, Souda thought.
Worrying for someone who didn’t even love him.
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A killing game in a group full of soulmates.
What could possibly go wrong right? Even the idea of it was too cruel, too brutal. Killing one person and them putting their soulmate through the worst kind of agony imaginable? Too cruel.
Too brutal.
Almost as painful as realizing the girl Souda had wished and prayed for to be his soulmate, had never so much as experienced anything worse than a scraped knee. And Souda’s dad had given him way more than that. But hey.
At least he wasn’t Hinata.
Poor bastard got stuck with the absolute mess that was Nagito Komaeda. Malnourished and suffering from like a billion diseases, Souda was in complete awe of how his soul brother was even able to stand the Ultimate Lucky Student. But them again, at least he found his soulmate. Even if it was in a place like this damn island. And in a twisted, painful way, Hinata was happy and whole with that crazy cloud head.
And Souda wasn’t.
After both Hinata’s and Sonia’s revelations, he felt alone in this crowd of people that should’ve been familiar to him. He felt half formed and dirty and pathetic. Hmph. The guy his own soulmate didn’t care about. God, he really hated his soulmate.
Almost as much as he hated Gundham.
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Peko and Fuyuhiko.
Fuyuhiko and Peko.
Souda should’ve seen that coming. But he didn’t. And, as he watched Peko sacrifice every inch of her body and life for Fuyuhiko, Souda knew that he would never, ever know what that kind of love would feel like. That selfless, reckless, wonderful kind of love that kept Fuyuhiko alive even as he was screaming and bleeding Peko’s name. Yeah.
How could Souda ever know something like that?
His soulmate didn’t care. His soulmate just kept hurting themselves and him. The only difference now was that Souda didn’t bother to worry or care. They were too far gone. Too rotten and rusted. They’d never care for one another like Peko and Fuyuhiko. Not now.
It was too late.
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Akane was tough as nails.
But the sound of her screams as she clutched her body while Nekomaru fought for his life in some toy ambulance was something else. Something chilling and horrible. She…
She hadn’t known.
She didn’t know Nekomaru was...but still she...Her screaming never stopped that night. But Souda couldn’t find it within himself to feel sorry for her. Not anymore. Not when he would, one day, be in Nekomaru’s place. She was just like his soulmate.
Cruel to the end.
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Love was awful.
Souda should’ve reached that conclusion sooner. But he had held onto the hope that he would one day be proved wrong. That his soulmate would just descend from the heavens and soothe every ache and trampled feeling Souda had ever suffered from. But the Ultimate Mechanic realised that was far from reality.
Love had turned Mikan into a monster.
A murderous, feverish, panting monster that terrified Souda to no end. He decided that he hated love, then and there. And, as Mikan blasted off into space with that lovesick look on her face, Souda decided that he never, ever wanted to meet his soulmate. Not now. Not ever.
If only Gundham would give him some space.
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Starving in a house named after a fruit was some painful irony.
Still, Souda knew that it was better to sleep and conserve his energy than worry about the hollow feeling in his gut. So he slept.
And dreamt.
Dreamt of somewhere warm and sunny. Dreamt of a small-town garage to work in. A good stream of welcome business and ambitious side projects. A cool glass of iced tea waiting for him with a kiss on his cheek, despite the oil. A hand in his, just as battered and bruised as his, but fingers still slotting together seamlessly regardless. A loud laugh in the air during a night out in town. Arms around his waist and a warm body pressed against his as they slow danced to something peaceful, something wonderful. Souda dreamt a warm and perfect dream.
Souda dreamt a life with his soulmate.
But then the pain started.
From bitter, bitter experience, Souda knew it was from a beating. And his soulmate was fighting back. It woke Souda from that perfect dream with all the fury of a star crashing down unto Earth. He had to bite his tongue to avoid screaming. Falling from his bed, only able to gasp and groan in agony. What?
What was happening?
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Gundham Tanaka had fucked up.
He had fucked up big time. The room stank of oil and hot metal. Him and his beloved Devas were exhausted. Killing the Mechanical One had been wrong.
But it was all he could do.
It was all the two of them could to from saving the rest of them from certain death. And, in its own way, it was simply nature at its finest. You either kill or starve.
And Gundham had killed.
He had murdered and wondered, dimly, if the Always Hungry One was up and screaming in pain yet. His ice heart truly bleed for that mortal. Losing her soulmate not once, but twice. It was cruel.
But not as cruel as Souda’s predestined fate.
Gundham knew. Of course he did, nothing hid from his all-seeing eyes. Especially not his soulmate. He had known the second he first saw those pink tetresses flutter in the salty air. The second those sharp eyes and thick lashes gazed in his direction. The second he first saw that sharp-toothed smile and heard that loud laughter. Gundham knew then.
But still he kept his silence.
How could he not? The Ultimate Breeder could carve a million apologies into his skin and it still wouldn’t be enough. All his years with his wonderful beasts had taken a toll on his body, he knew. Gundham was covered in the scars to prove it, but he had always, always been acutely aware that there had been another being behind him. Suffering from the same ailments.
And still he did nothing.
How could he? Animals had no soulmates to fret over, they couldn’t hold back their claws and teeth. They couldn’t go against their instincts. So Gundham could only hold onto the vain hope that, once he and his beloved met, he would be able to apologize for all he had made them suffer through. But that was nothing but wishful thinking now. No.
Gundham didn’t even have that left.
The Devas’ eyes were dark, wet with worry as he picked them up. But Gundham could find no words to comfort them. He knew that the others would find him out. But the Great Gundham Tanaka had done this for them, they would know. But not Souda. Souda would never know that it was him, and all the pain that Gundham had caused him, that pushed him to this gastly act.
Perhaps as his way to atone.
But he had just damned Souda to a different fate now. Gundham would die soon. And, in doing so, he’d give the ultimate pain to his only soulmate. His last gift to his beloved would be the same as the first.
Pain.
Agony.
Despair.
Legs aching, Gundham made his way back to the Strawberry house. Sabotaging what he could on his way out. Purely for decoration at this point. His thoughts muddled as his eyes filled with tears. Which should’ve been impossible. He was the Overlord of Ice, such mortal tears were beneath him.
But they were there nonetheless.
Just once, Gundham thought, I want to see him. I want to look at him one last time. The Devas pressed themselves closer to his skin. Either seeking or giving comfort, he didn’t know. But he appreciated it nonetheless. And on the Ultimate Breeder went, walking in a trance to the one person he owed his life and more to.
Pausing just outside Souda’s door.
Suppose Souda was awake? What then? He’d be caught immediately. But, after all the bloodshed the Overlord of Ice had witnessed, he didn’t care. Not anymore. Part of him hoped for a passionate meeting. One where Gundham knew exactly what to say and he and Souda could know the joy of being in each other’s arms.
If only for the first and last time.
But now, Souda was still asleep when he entered his realm. He seemed to have passed out in exhaustion. Starvation and Gundham’s own injuries proving too much for him to bear. Souda lay, sprawled out on the floor of his room, brows drawn in Gundham’s residual pain. The Ultimate Breeder’s heart heavy with guilt as he picked up his resting beloved.
For the first and last time.
Had Gundham not been fending back tears, he would’ve laughed. How seamlessly the two fit together! How softly, how gently Souda’s breathed against his skin! Gundham’s poisonous touch giving immunity him and only him. He wanted to drape the softest blankets and the finest pillows around Souda then. Give him something, anything to remember him by. But Gundham had nothing to give his beloved.
Nothing but pain.
All he could do was watch Souda sleep. Watch, as his own aches receded, as Souda slowly relaxed. Pain ebbing away. Breathing evening out. Gundham brushed bandaged, battered fingers through Souda’s hair. Running them along the velvet, dyed strands in ways he had only dreamed of doing. Trailing them over the feather-soft eyelashes that rested against strong cheekbones. Brushing the tips of his fingers over chapped lips. Souda’s relaxed breathing ghosting over his hands. Warm.
Alive.
Gundham left after that. He didn’t deserve anymore. He couldn’t keep the tears back anymore. Barely making it to his own realm before breaking down. Just like the Mechanical One, sobbing. Tears running down his face like the foulest of hellfire. The Devas crying out in worry. But Gundham couldn’t do anything. He hurt too much.
Hurt too much like Souda.
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Good riddance!
Souda wasn’t even sorry when he voted for Gundham. Nekomaru was a cool guy and an even cooler robot. Not only that, Gundham knew he was Akane’s soulmate! And he still, willingly, killed him! Akane couldn’t even stutter out her words properly, she was still so messed up. Granted Akane had been reckless with her soulmate in the past, that still didn’t mean he had to rob her of her other half!
That was just cruel.
So Souda shouldn’t have to feel bad right? So why? Why did his voice dry up in his throat the second Gundham was announced the true killer. Why did his body go cold? Why did his heart stop and his hands start trembling?
Why wouldn’t Gundham look at him?
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He wished for a swift death.
That was all Gundham wanted as he saw those beasts race toward him in the distance. A swift, quick death that wouldn’t hurt Souda too much. That’s it.
That’s all.
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Why was his heart beating so fast?
Souda stumbled, clutching his chest. Breathing erratic and his heart pumping frantically. He felt terrified. But of what? He wasn’t being executed. Gundham was. Gundham, with the weird way of talking. Gundham, with the animals all around him. Gundham, with the scarf pulled up to hide his blushing face. Gundham. Gundham Gund-
Souda fell down.
He couldn’t breathe. Oh God, why couldn’t he breathe? Dimly, he heard Hinata call out to him. But he couldn’t hear, couldn’t focus. There was roaring in his ears and a screaming in his blood. Oh God. Oh God, he was going to die. He was going to-
Gundham.
It happened then. It happened just as Souda finally looked up, his heart stopping underneath his clenched hands. It happened, it finally happened. Gundham Tanaka was executed, crushed to a bloody pulp by the very beasts he swore to protect.
And Kazuichi Souda screamed and wailed and cried in agony.
His soulmate dead before his eyes.
“Ah, Child of Man, you’ve awakened from your dream…”
- will delete later i have to put my confusion in writing-
I just woke up from a dream that I went on a date with Azul?? And I fell in love with him because there was this touching test where you have to touch random things before they get cooked and he tanked everything for me? He was so scared of touching a lobster and a slab of meat but he did it for me and apparently I was so starstruck and told him I loved him???
I woke up actually feeling in love with him but then memories of malmal rushed back to me and then I retained my sanity. Wtf?
Pidge Ship Week: Day 1 - Trust
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He had hurt her.
“I trusted you! You promised me! You promised…” Sobs, loud and ugly, over took the Green Paladin’s small body. Her heart hurting too much. How could he? How could he? Was the only thing she could repeat in her head to keep her sane.
- Golden Madness, Chapter 7: Beloved, You Are
=== Sorry guys! I had to! ;)))))
Let the Jidge ca Lotidge rivalry RISE!!!
Pidge x James
What I mainly got out of VLD 7 was that my girl is still awesome and so badass.
Along that Shidge is still present and it’s really the most I could ask for.
But I’ve seen everyone ship James with their favorite so I guess I’m doing it now.
Doesn’t help I ship Lotidge and they share the same voice actor.
So
Jidge is now a thing.
Why does it cost me $12 to send my SAT and ACT scores and $15 to send my AP scores to colleges? It’s a digital score report how does it cost money? Where does this money go? Why do I need to pay MORE money for this in addition to the actual application fees which is in addition to my actual college tuition? I get that capitalism is necessary but why does it have to bleed so deeply into my education?
Your Arab aren't you? Have you ever dated a terrorist
nah I’m not into white guys sry
About Me Tag Game
Tagged by: @olkarianprincess (thanks! I don’t actually get tagged in many things 😅)
Rules: Tag 15 ppl you want to get to know better
Hmm, I don’t know if I would tag 15 people right from the start, but I’ll definitely tag: @galacticlee , @bronywn , @crescent-blue-moon , and @grbgcn2
Relationship Status: Still a Single Pringle and Suffering™️
Favorite Colors: Blue, Pink, and really all pastels!
Lipstick or Chapstick: LIPSTICK, ya gurl aint no amateur at Sephora
3 Favorite Foods: Probs crepes, macaroons, and butter chicken (chicken tikka masala)
Song Stuck In My Head: MAMA...I JUST KILLED A MAN~
Last Song I Listened To: Thistle and Weeds - Mumford and Sons
Last Movie I Watched: The Incredibles!!! (The first one, but the second one was AMAZING)
Top 3 TV Shows: VLD, Brooklyn 99, and Supernatural
Books I’m Currently Reading: Make your home among Strangers (it was for school and ITS SO BAD AND PROBLEMATIC PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT READ IT) and Daughter of the Flames (15/10 recommend)
Last Thing I Googled: “Synonym for Disappointment” (ITS FOR CH 20 I SWEAR)
Time: Too Damn Early
How Many Blankets Do You Sleep In: fOUR and like a million stuffed animals plus my cat
Dream Trip: Japan! Or maybe LA???
Anything You Really Want: A STRESS FREE LIFE AND A GOSH DARN SIGNIFICANT OTHER TO COSPLAY WITH
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