#arty writes

[tklpilled]

aventurine is far from a stranger to risk. he's used to gambling, with fate, karma, and death on the other end of the table. it's second nature to him, his hands always looking to flip a card, roll a die, take a chip. he feels nothing anymore — either he wins or he dies, and he's long decided he's content with either outcome.

this is, by far, the riskiest gamble he's ever made.

sneaking up on someone is easy. his steps are silent, his movements swift. no one ever notices him coming.

sneaking up on veritas ratio is a much, much different story.

and yet here he is, mere feet away, unseen — at least, unacknowledged. he's not used to his heart pumping so fast. it's exhilarating.

he strikes, hands reaching out towards the scholar's torso, fingers curled in preparation, and then —

"gambler."

aventurine chuckles, his wrists now trapped in ratio's tight grip. he had expected something like this to happen, anyway. "yes, doctor?"

"care to explain what you're doing?" ratio doesn't turn around, not even to look at him.

"you're smart, aren't you?" a lazy grin finds its way to aventurine's face. "you don't need me to tell you."

ratio squeezes his wrists tighter, making aventurine wince silently. he's released immediately after, and although his reflexes are sharp, they're certainly not on par with ratio's. the scholar has spun around, his hands now on aventurine's waist, and before aventurine can tease him, he squeezes.

aventurine will deny the squeal that leaves his mouth, his eyes widening as he jolts and stiffens up. "s-stohohop ihit!"

"you started this," ratio says, and if aventurine didn't know any better, he'd say there's a hint of amusement in that tone. "i'm merely finishing it."

aventurine doesn't respond, busy delving into frantic laughter as ratio somehow finds each of his sensitive spots with calculated accuracy. it's torturous and awful and so damn ticklish, but he loves the surge of adrenaline that it shoots through his body.

he lost his bet, but truthfully, he doesn't mind.

#just started the penacony quest so sorry if it's ooc lol #have a quick lee aventurine before i go back to my writers block #arty writes #hsr #honkai star rail #lee!aventurine #ler!ratio #aventio #ratiorine #..... raturine #tickle fic

[artnerd1123]

Hey gang guess what i've been doing for the past like month or two!!! Remaking the dicey dungeons wiki <3

This monster of a project took FOREVER and i'm SO glad its done :,) now i've got all the info i want nd need at my fingertips.

Go take a look if you'd like!!!

#dicey dungeons #arty writes #uhh. what. do i even tag this as #wiki #??? aiight #nyway time to explode and not do shit for a week bc holy hell did this take forever ldkjfdlsk

[artyblogs]

Chapters: 16/28 Fandom: Carmen Sandiego (Cartoon 2019) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Julia "Jules" Argent/Carmen Sandiego | Black Sheep Characters: Carmen Sandiego | Black Sheep, Julia "Jules" Argent, Player (Carmen Sandiego 2019), Ivy (Carmen Sandiego), Zack (Carmen Sandiego), Shadowsan (Carmen Sandiego), Lady Dokuso (Carmen Sandiego), Paper Star (Carmen Sandiego), The Mechanic (Carmen Sandiego), The Driver (Carmen Sandiego), The Troll (Carmen Sandiego), Carlotta Valdez | Vera Cruz, Original Characters Additional Tags: Mars Dakila - Original Character, Blood, Major Character Injury, Torture, Alcohol, Recreational Drug Use, Season/Series 04 Spoilers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Lesbian Character, Nonbinary Character, Nightmares, Heist, Crime Fighting, Spies & Secret Agents, Requited Love, julethief, Carulia, Not Beta Read

AYO YOU SEE THOSE SCARY TAGS ABOVE^? THOSE WARNINGS? Those are mostly for this specific chapter. Feel free to skip this one if you need to; next week’s chapter will include a recap of this one.

Summary: Carmen tries her best to enjoy her retirement, but is dragged back into the fray when the remnants of VILE smash ACME to pieces. Julia joins the reformed Team Red, and she and Carmen must outsmart a mercenary hellbent on killing them both and endangering the people they love.

Or, a bunch of character studies loosely tied together with plot.

Updates once a week.

#carmen sandeigo 2019 #carmen sandeigo netflix #carmen x julia #carulia #julethief #carjules #arty writes

[chaosride]

Ten Random Lines Tag

Thank you for the tag @potatowitch

Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it.

1- From talk sweet to my cat (if not to me) (Fenris/Anders) - Modern AU, my first ever fic for this pairing ♥

Part of him ached to try and stay, to just be asleep in Fenris’ bed when he finished with his shower. But he was sure that it would shatter his heart if Fenris came out and asked what Anders was still doing there, as he had the first time they had met at Fenris’ and he had done something similar. He had foolishly assumed that he was welcome to stay at least until morning, and had been swiftly corrected in that assumption. So instead of lingering, he returned to his small chilly apartment and Pounce. He tried not to be upset that he didn’t get to hear Fenris saying sweet things even if they weren’t to him.

2- From I’ll Be Gone In The Dark  (Fenris/Anders) - true crime inspired murder mystery, I love this fic so much still. I worked so hard on it

But the elf had already strode away from him, shoulders tense with rage. Anders stared in shock at his back, one hand still raised, reaching for him. The late afternoon sun turned his pale hair into a halo and shone off the pommel of his greatsword. Anders abruptly felt like he was twelve again, clawing desperately after his father’s retreating back as he left his son with templars without a backward glance. Only this time there are no templars holding him back, he was alone in the baking heat with only the gulls and the buzz of the insects around him as yet another person saw that Anders was more trouble than he was worth.

3- From I Could Walk Forever In My Garden (Fenris/Anders) - Hanahaki fic

The healer barely managed to stumble away from the doorstep and around the corner before blooms and thorny stems came pouring from him like all the things he wished he had said to Fenris. Even speckled with his blood, Anders could distinguish the new white, red and purple buds and petals mixed with his normal bouquet of misguided feelings.

4- From A Divine Appointment (x7) (Fenris/Anders) - kid fic!

“The sailor stared at him in shock. Fenris stood and forced the man back, away from Raelnor and towards the other end of the ring. He regarded Fenris with a bloodless, frightened face- like he had seen a ghost. 

Good, Fenris thought vindictively.

“The boy said he was done. However, I also fight to the death if you would prefer to continue,” Fenris said.

5- From heat waves (sometimes, all i think about is you) (Fenris/Anders) - A/B/O

It was… nice. It was more than Anders ever expected to have; an alpha who doted on him, even if that alpha wasn’t his. He knew he should be happy with what he had been given but some primal part of him still wanted more. Fenris was kinder to him since they started spending his heats together, going out of his way to protect him in battle and bringing him food and treats while he was working in the clinic. Anders suspected Fenris did it out of long buried instincts and was unwilling to point it out to the elf. He didn’t want the treatment to stop, didn’t want to give up the fantasy where an alpha like Fenris was willing to be bonded to an omega like Anders.

6- From In The Bleak Midwinter (Fenris/Anders) - mine and Sav's Wintersend collab, modern AU

He tried not to fall in the pond as he was pulled - gently; Maker he would never get over that - back towards the farmhouse, but all Anders could feel was a fizzing kind of excitement that filled his chest, bubbled up his throat and manifested itself as a giddy grin that he was helpless to suppress. He’d just made out with Fenris! The most gorgeous, dangerous, prickly elf in the whole of Kirkwall! And he, Anders, had just kissed that mouth! He’d had Fenris’ actual tongue in his actual mouth and the man tasted wonderful. And he hadn’t even had to pay in bruises! It was a Wintersend miracle!

If only- he sighed, the fizzing dying down slightly. If only the elf wasn’t acting.

7- From Test Of Freedom (Fenris/Anders) - sequel to Divine Appointment (x7), also known as the Home Alone fic

Fenris turned the small ornate vial of what looked like dust in his hands, looking for a label. He didn’t see anything marking what it was and while he was almost scared to know, he asked anyway.

“Tanner, what’s this?”

“Oh, those are some of Andraste’s ashes.”

“THOSE ARE WHAT?!”

8- From The Light Of All Lights (Fenris/Anders) - established relationship reveal, cave-in fic

There had been a ramshackle door, deeper into the cave system that was now partially blocked by fallen rocks. Where Anders’ voice came from had been a small alcove with no outlet, and it didn’t even have the luminescent rocks as they had found in similar places to illuminate the space. In addition to that, Anders was being much too quiet. The healer was always making noise of some sort, humming and singing under his breath to himself as he worked in the clinic, cracking jokes and telling stories when they were out, always filling the silence anyway he could. The man even talked in his sleep most nights, as Fenris had discovered and eventually grown accustomed to.

9- From animal (take a bite of my heart tonight) (Fenris/Anders) - sequel to heat waves, A/B/O

Anders turned away from the door after waiting for any kind of acknowledgement. The romantic side of him still dreamed for a moment of Fenris bursting through the door and begging Anders to stay. At worst he expected Fenris to be mad, to call him an abomination or a blight on mankind. Instead, he received nothing.

10- From Maybe I Dreamt You (Fenris/Anders) - kinda soulmate AU?? "A Fade spirit told me you are the love of my life" AU??

And then Fenris saw him; a man, tall and leanly built, gleamed like a beacon amongst the sea of slavers and demons. Blue oozed from cracks in his skin and a single spell launched in the direction of Fenris’ doppelgänger dissipated the shades sent by Hadriana into ash and dust.

Tagging (sorry if I double-tag anyone) - @kerfanna @glowing-blue-feathermage @sulky-valkyrie @syrupwit @only-slightly-terrified

#arty writes #fenders da2 #tag challenge

[ej-artyarts]

Hey I like wrote something

I actually decides to try to write a ppkm fic and then chose to put it online where anyone can see!! Aahhh!!! I feel so vulnerable for no reason!!!!!

These absolute dorks -shakes my gay lil fist- look what they've done to me

Here's a snippet:

Noelle was, shockingly, standing on first base. And it’s not cause the baseball gods took pity and gave her their power to let her hit the ball just this once. No, it’s thanks to Akarsha and her never-ending genius plans.

#might do a little doodle for it later #time will tell #ive got other gay little things in mind for them #and one of them might be another fanfic idk #butterfly soup #butterfly soup 2 #noelle #akarsha #noelle x akarsha #ppkm #fanfic #writing #butterfly soup fanfic #arty writes

[osiris-ward]

I used to breathe poems like air,

Writing them to dance along with the wind.

I used to paint the emotions I could not voice,

The pain... The joy... The fear

I miss myself, who I am when I'm allowed to be.

I'm bringing him back to life though, watering him like a seed.

My heart aches from the beatings

My mind pains from the thoughts

I long to be held, securely, in my own arms. Knowing I will show up for myself, undoubtedly.

I'm still learning how to hold my hand.

I'm still learning why I smile at the sun and moon when they cannot see me

I'm still learning why I cry when I see a dried worm on the concrete.

I'm still learning the wonderment and beauty of growth.

I'm still learning how to learn...

We grow we learn we grow again.

#arty writes #my art

[badfilmsblog]

#i work less than two hours a day and earn up to $22k a month with my arty side hustle #artyarn #arty stuff #arty writes #art year in review #Youtube

[icarus-star]

just came

#i NEED to watch this movie #because i WILL be writing some nasty stuff #i ❤ rory culkin #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut #☆arties diary

[katieaki]

My ✨ post-apocalyptic Lesbian Cowgirl Mailman choose-your-own adventure✨ has just updated! Read it here for free on my Patreon and vote in the poll! There is a summary of the first part, here, the second part, here, and the third part, here. They have everything you need to know about Lou, her requited-but-complicated love, the religious assassin who just beat the tar out of her, the worst person she's ever met, and the ill-advised journey she is on! There is also now a discord where Pony Express readers from all across god's green internet can gather, here!

Two girls stay in camp to do mean girls sleepover activities and one girl runs out into the wastes to scream herself hoarse. Bet you'll never guess who!

Read it for free on my patreon and vote on what happens next! Excerpt below the cut.

Holliday clicked her tongue in disappointment. “You were supposed to take one for the team,” she said.

“I don’t know where in tarnation you got the impression that we’re a team from,” Lou said. She held up a finger. “And if we are a team, I’ve taken a hell of a lot. More than my fair share. Why don’t you get out there and ask the Knife Church cannibal what happened to her?”

“I wouldn’t like to be impolite,” Holliday said.

“Me neither!” Lou objected.

“Please, Lou, since when?” Holliday asked.

Lou scoffed. “‘Since when’ back at yourself! Sakes alive,” Lou said. “Listen, help me undo my chaps, will you? I’ve had a mite of trouble doing up buckles and buttons and tying knots and riding and eating and sleeping and wiping my own ass since taking a real big one for the team. Remember that? The real, real big, Artie-shaped big one I took for the team? Our team, right?” She gestured between herself and Holliday.

“You could lay it on a little less thick,” Holliday said. Still, she removed her own bandana, unfolded it, and laid it on the dirty ground to kneel on so she could undo Lou’s chaps. 

#Wasteland Pony Express #katieakipresentsthewasteland #original fiction #original content #oc #Lou #Louetta Primrose #lesbian fiction #interactive fiction #choose your own adventure #queer western #western romance #lgbtq fiction #choose your own path #cyoa #Artie #Reckoning Tehachapi #Holliday #Holliday Bell #Wasteland Pony Express Update #wasteland writing

[nights-flying-fox]

Have you seen him today? Now you did :]

#rottmnt shelldon #rottmt #save rottmnt #save rise of the tmnt #unpause rottmnt #the more i write about deep purple the more i realize how important this little drone is #nighty arty #rottmnt fanart #oh donnies hand is there too ig

[tklpilled]

HELLO Venti is sooo the cute..

Can you pretty please write something with him in it? Preferably as a lee, but whatever you'd like to do is fine!!

If not, just ignore this haha ❤️

"How interesting," Zhongli muses, "that you'd choose such a sensitive vessel."

"Y-yohou're one to tahalk!" whines Venti, curling up around Zhongli's hand clawing at his tummy.

"I'm not an archon anymore," clarifies Zhongli. "It makes sense that I have a fully human form. You, however..."

Venti digs his heels into the ground. "Enohohough! Shut uhup, stohohop it, plehease!"

"It makes me think," Zhongli continues, as though there isn't a cackling, desperate bard in front of him, "that you enjoy this. Why else would you simply let yourself be so ticklish?"

"D-dohon't say that!" Venti wails, blushing up to his ears. "It's nohohot like thahat!"

"Oh?" There's a hint of teasing to his tone. "Is it the word ticklish that gets to you?"

"Mohohorax!"

"Is it any variant of the word tickle? Perhaps if I point out how much this is tickling you—"

Venti shoves his friend's hands away suddenly, scrambling out of reach. "Don't be ridiculous," he laughs, though he's blushing even more than before. "A simple word doesn't fluster me."

"...Tickle."

"Zhongli."

#ask #anonymous #genshin #tickle fic #lee!venti #ler!zhongli #zhongven #arty writes

[artnerd1123]

YEEHAW back into the arena we go (ง’̀-‘́)ง

#this chapter kept having to be cut down so much I rearranged my outline HDNDKLD #like of the whole story #anyway. dice be upon ye #dicey dungeons #dicey dungeons oc #beast dd #arty writes

[artyblogs]

Chapters: 2/28 Fandom: Carmen Sandiego (Cartoon 2019) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Julia "Jules" Argent/Carmen Sandiego | Black Sheep Characters: Carmen Sandiego | Black Sheep, Julia "Jules" Argent, Player (Carmen Sandiego 2019), Ivy (Carmen Sandiego), Zack (Carmen Sandiego), Shadowsan (Carmen Sandiego), Lady Dokuso (Carmen Sandiego), Paper Star (Carmen Sandiego), The Mechanic (Carmen Sandiego), The Driver (Carmen Sandiego), The Troll (Carmen Sandiego), Carlotta Valdez | Vera Cruz, Original Characters Additional Tags: Mars Dakila - Original Character, Blood, Major Character Injury, Torture, Alcohol, Recreational Drug Use, Season/Series 04 Spoilers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Lesbian Character, Nonbinary Character, Nightmares, Heist, Crime Fighting, Spies & Secret Agents, Requited Love, julethief, Carulia, Not Beta Read

Summary:Carmen tries her best to enjoy her retirement, but is dragged back into the fray when the remnants of VILE smash ACME to pieces. Julia joins the reformed Team Red, and she and Carmen must outsmart a mercenary hellbent on killing them both and endangering the people they love.

Or, a bunch of character studies loosely tied together with plot.

Updates once a week. 2nd chapter up!

#carmen sandeigo 2019 #carmen sandeigo netflix #carulia #julethief #carmen x julia #fanfic #arty writes

[chaosride]

Dipping my toe into writing some wesper if anyone’s interested 💖 also whatever you think that altar sex tag is, I guarantee you’re wrong lol

#wesper #arty writes #bookverse wesper

[ej-artyarts]

“I didn’t know you liked pineapple so much. . .”

“Yeah I’d say its one of my favorites. Makes my mouth all tingly,” She smiles.

“I want to know so much about you,” A thought forcefully enters the seemingly calm girl’s head. “What other foods do you like? What foods don’t you like? I’ve never cooked before, but if I made you something, would you eat it— possibly enjoy it?”

“Ha.. Ha, hey frenchman, I’m just being silly,” The infectious girl mutters nervously, pulling Noelle back to the lunch table, “Don’t have to glare daggers. Eheh heh. . .”

Chapter 1/2 of another ppkm fic, this one is also from Noelle’s POV but ch2 will be Akarsha’s! Girl kissers, the lot of em!!

#I haven’t written ch2 yet so.. be patient :) #writing Noelle’s very gay intellectual thoughts is so fun #cringeboss girlfail <3 #butterfly soup #butterfly soup 2 #noelle #akarsha #ppkm #butterfly soup fanfic #fanfic #fan fiction #writing #arty writes

[skyward-floored]

Febuwhump collab day 18 - too weak to move

Hi yep I’m still working on febuwhump XD I’ve got two more fics after this in fact! Expect the next one up either later today or tomorrow >:)

This was suggested by an anon, thank you! They wanted Warriors or Sky, so I kinda did both. It ended up taking a turn I didn’t expect, but I hope you like it.

Warnings: Heat exhaustion, a brief discussion about infertility

Today’s lovely art

Ao3 link

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“Aunt Sun! Aunt Sun Aunt Sun where’d you go we need you!”

Sun looked up from the lemonade she was mixing, and saw Wind run into the kitchen, almost tripping on his flip-flops but catching himself.

“Aunt Sun!” he gasped, and Sun looked at him in surprise.

“What’s the matter Wind? Did Sky and Warriors finally get tired of hucking snowballs at each other?” she asked, leaning on the counter. “I’m all for a snow day, but it’s just too hot to be out there, even with snow.”

“No, no they didn’t, b-but Warriors was making a really big snowball and then he fell over and now he won’t get up, and Uncle Sky told me to get you,” Wind stuttered, and Sun froze, then immediately dropped what she was doing.

“Lead the way,” she said quickly, and followed Wind outside, the heat hitting her like a physical weight.

The area was suffering through a horrible heat wave, and everyone was desperate to cool down, in any way they could manage. Warriors had brought Wind over to hang out with Aryll for a while, and offered to generate some snow for a snowball fight. It had helped a lot with staying cool, but Sun had gotten to the point where she hadn’t been able to handle the heat any longer, even with snow, and she’d gone in to mix up a more reliable way of cooling down.

She was wondering now if she should’ve stayed out, though.

Wind led her to the backyard, where several rapidly melting piles of slush lay, Sky kneeling among them and apparently uncaring of how wet he was getting. Aryll sat next to him, her eyes wide, and Warriors lay collapsed beside them both, parts of him pale while others were flushed with heat.

A sharp spark of fear hit Sun’s chest.

“What happened?” she asked quickly as she kneeled down beside the two, Sky frantically shading Warriors with one wing while the other fanned air towards him.

“I don’t know, he was just making some more snow, and then all of a sudden he just...” Sky gestured helplessly, and Sun leaned over Warriors, unsure of where to start.

“He sleeping?” Aryll asked in confusion, and Wind picked her up, looking shaken.

“I don’t think so Aryll,” he said quietly.

Warriors’ eyes flickered open then, and they all leaned forward to look at him, his expression confused as he blinked up at them all.

“Wh’ happened?” he mumbled, and twitched a little like he was trying to sit up. He didn’t make it more then maybe an inch though, and Sky and Sun both pushed him back down, Wind and Aryll looking on with wide eyes.

“You just collapsed Wars, take it easy,” Sky said worriedly, still fanning him. “How are you feeling? Does anything hurt?”

It took Warriors a moment to respond, all of them watching him carefully. And when he did finally speak, his voice was unusually quiet and raspy.

“...dunno,” he murmured, blinking dizzily at them all. “Sort of... s-sick, I-I guess...”

Sky leaned over and put a hand on Warriors’ forehead, and the worry on his face sharpened.

“...you feel warm. Warriors, you’re never warm,” he said in a voice that was on the verge of panicking.

“‘parently I am today,” Warriors slurred, looking dizzy as he closed his eyes again.

Sun tugged Sky’s hand out of the way so she could feel Warriors’ forehead as well, and she frowned at the heat that met her fingers. Warriors wasn’t burning up or anything, but for someone who always ran cold, the fact that he was warm to the touch at all was worrying in more ways than one.

Sun made quick eye contact with Sky, and the look on his face confirmed her own thoughts.

He pushed himself too far.

“Wind, would you take Aryll inside and get a wet washcloth? There’s some clean ones next to the sink,” Sun said, and Wind nodded and went back into the house, Aryll still looking back with a curious look. “We should get him inside, it’ll be cooler in there.”

“Yeah, yeah that’s a good idea,” Sky said with worry thick in his voice, and Sun gave his hand a quick squeeze.

Sun then helped him sit Warriors up, his head lolling a bit. They each pulled one of his arms over their shoulders, Sky pulling his wings in, and lifted him up, slowly carrying him inside. Warriors didn’t move much during all this, looking blearily around as they moved him, and the lack of anything else only worried Sun more.

Normally Warriors would’ve cracked a stupid joke by now, or at least reassured them he was okay, especially earlier with Wind and Aryll watching. Instead all he did was remain slumped in their arms, and Sun and Sky wasted no time in bringing him into the house.

They laid Warriors on their couch, Aryll watching curiously from the floor, and Wind returned after a minute with a wet cloth like Sun had asked. She quickly wiped it over Warriors’ face, dripping it in his hair and dampening his skin, then placed it on his forehead.

“Is he okay?” Wind asked once she’d finished, and Sky ruffled his hair.

“We think he just overheated a bit buddy. He should just need to take it easy,” Sky reassured, though Sun could still see the worry plastered all over his face.

“Can I help at all?” Wind asked, anxiously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Sun looked at her nephew, and nodded, seeing the worry bright in his eyes.

“Yes, I think you’re exactly who we need,” she said kindly, and gestured him over. “Would you blow a bit of air on Warriors? It doesn’t have to be a lot, but it’ll help him cool down faster.”

“Yeah, I can do that!” Wind said eagerly, then sat down in the chair beside Warriors, blowing a gentle breeze through the air.

Warriors shifted as the air brushed him, and he let out a quiet sigh, turning his head towards the breeze. Sun and Sky watched him in silence for a moment, and Aryll wobbled over and poked her head up by Warriors’, smiling when the air blew past her own face as well.

“Sleep?” she said, poking him with a chubby hand, and Sky tugged her away.

“...yes, he’s resting right now pumpkin, so let’s leave him alone, okay?” he said, and Aryll blinked, Sky gently pulling her back from her uncle’s side.

He picked Aryll up and set her over by some of her toys, trying to get her distracted, and Sun busied herself with wiping the cloth over Warriors’ face again, feeling his skin. Still too warm.

She held back a sigh, watching Warriors’ hair be tousled by the breeze Wind was making. Warriors and Sky had both been the ones to push themselves the most back during their hero days, often further then they should... but while just playing with his family, Warriors never gone so far as to pass out.

Something must be up.

Sky came back after a little while, Aryll happily stacking some blocks, and he looked down at his brother, still motionless and pale.

“Should we call a doctor?” he asked quietly, and Sun hesitated.

“...I don’t know. It seems like he’s just too hot, and I don’t think they’d be able to do anything for him that we can’t,” Sun said finally, wiping the cloth over Warriors’ forehead again. “Let’s give him a little while.“

“Alright. We should probably call Artemis though,” Sky mused, and Warriors cracked his eyes open.

“Don’ need to,” he murmured. “She doesn’t... need more problems. Leave ‘er be.”

Sun and Sky both raised their eyebrows at that, and Wind paused in his blowing, giving Warriors an odd look.

“Warriors... you’re not a problem. Especially not to Artemis,” Sun said, and Warriors closed his eyes, not replying.

Sky frowned.

“...Have you had any water to drink today Wars?” he asked suddenly, voice suspicious.

“I guess..? ‘lil...” Warriors mumbled after a moment of silence, and Wind looked down at him worriedly. “Don’... really remember...”

“So you spent the hottest day of the year making snowballs in our backyard, and you haven’t had any water all day. Is that what I’m hearing?” Sky asked with a bit of a bite to his voice. “Did you just forget you get dehydrated when you use your powers too much?!”

“I don’t know,” Warriors murmured. “...sorry.”

The fight went out of Sky all at once, and he sighed, wiping some sweat off his brow. He lightly nudged Warriors with a wing, and didn’t say anything for a moment, obviously thinking.

Sun decided to cut in. “Well you should drink something now, you need to get all that water you used up back in you, and it’ll help cool you down,” she pointed out, and Warriors gave a small nod.

“I can get him some!” Wind offered, and hopped off his chair, running into the kitchen before anyone else could offer to go.

Sun and Sky watched him scamper off, then turned back to Warriors, who was trying to sit himself up again. His arms shook, and Sky quickly grabbed him before he could fall, helping him up without a word.

Warriors leaned his head back once he was sitting upright, and closed his eyes, his face worn. Sun studied him for a moment, fixing the cloth when it tried to slide off. Warriors looked tired, but in more ways then one, a weariness apart from dehydration and overheating evident on his face.

Adding that to how he’d overused his powers, forgotten to drink anything during the worst heatwave they’d had in years, and his reaction at the mention of his wife...

“Warriors... is everything alright with you and Arty?” she asked finally, looking at her brother in-law.

Warriors remained silent, his face creasing a bit further, and Sky and Sun gave each other looks.

Hit the nail on the head it seems.

“Alright Wars. Something’s eating at you. You never push yourself like this unless you’re really out of it, or something’s wrong,” Sky said as he sat down beside him, and Warriors softly huffed.

“Do not.”

“Do too. And I can think of at least three times off the top of my head,” Sky said pointedly. “Come on. What’s going on with you and Artemis?”

Warriors stilled, and the quiet buzz of the ceiling fan was the only noise in the room for a few moments. It was occasionally punctuated by Aryll’s giggling and the sound of Wind clattering around in the kitchen looking for a cup, and Sun was about to threaten to call Artemis and ask her for answers when Warriors let out a sigh.

“Things’ve just... been hard,” he said, voice still faint. “We’re okay, we haven’t... fought ‘r anything, but...”

He hesitated, then exhaled again.

“...We’ve been trying so hard,” Warriors murmured, eyes still closed. “For kids. But we...”

Sky put his hand on his shoulder, and Warriors swallowed.

“...I don’t know. Maybe it’s a sign we’re just not meant to be parents,” he whispered.

“Warriors, don’t talk like that,” Sun said softly, her heart falling at the grief in his voice. “You and Arty will be wonderful parents.”

Warriors didn’t reply, and Sun put her hand on his other shoulder, wishing she knew what else to say.

“Overextending yourself isn’t going to fix anything Wars,” Sky said softly, drawing his wings in. “This... this isn’t your fault. You can’t punish yourself for things outside your control.”

Warriors seemed to droop further where he sat, and his eyes remained stubbornly closed.

“I want... to fix it,” he said in a voice so quiet Sun could barely hear it. “But I can’t. It’s a problem I can’t... solve, and Arty’s suffering for it.”

“And it isn’t your fault,” Sun reminded him. “You can’t control this Warriors, and you’re suffering just as much as Arty is. Don’t minimize that.”

Warriors stilled, and Sun fixed the wet cloth on his forehead where it had fallen slightly.

“I’m sorry Link,” Sky said quietly. “I knew you two were struggling with it, but I didn’t realize...”

“It’s all right,” Warriors murmured, and Sky squeezed his shoulder.

“Still. If there’s anything you two need... just ask, okay? We’re here to help Wars, but we can’t if you don’t let us.”

“Or if you make bad decisions such as creating too much snow in the worst heatwave I can remember,” Sun added, and Warriors’ mouth twitched into a faint smile.

“I’m already... regretting that, trust me.”

Sun smiled back, and Warriors finally opened his eyes, looking between the two of them. He still looked unusually subdued, but he seemed a little better then before, and Sun counted it as a win.

“We should let Artemis know you collapsed though,” Sun said, brushing some hair out of her face with a sigh. “And somebody is going to have to drive you home... then maybe we can discuss this a little more. But right now you need to rest, and focus on cooling down.”

Warriors sighed. “Yeah. I know.”

Sun gave his shoulder a squeeze, then withdrew it, resolving to bring things up with Artemis next time they had some time to talk. If Warriors was feeling this badly, she could only imagine how Artemis was doing.

“I got your water!”

All three adults looked up as Wind finally walked back into the room, carefully holding a mug in his hands and looking a little frazzled.

“I couldn’t reach your water cups and I didn’t want to break them by blowing them so I just got a mug cause it’s basically a cup, and I know this one is kind of weird but I it was the first one I found,” Wind rambled, and looked at Warriors anxiously. “Are... are you feeling better, Warriors?”

Warriors took the garishly colored mug with a trembling hand, then took a long sip of water. Some color seemed to come back to his face as he drank, and when he lowered the mug, he gave Wind a small smile.

“Yeah bud, I am,” he said quietly as he looked at his hands. “Sorry for scaring you.”

“I wasn’t scared,” Wind said quickly, then climbed up on Sky so he could be next to Warriors. “Just... don’t do that again.”

Warriors let out a soft chuckle. “No promises. But I’ll do my best.”

Wind flicked a puff of air at Warriors’ face with a grumpy huff, but after a moment he went back to blowing a soft breeze at him like he had earlier, looking relieved.

Warriors relaxed as it hit him, and closed his eyes, looking much better then he had before.

Sky gave Warriors’ shoulder one more gentle nudge, but didn’t say anything further, and Sun got up to go phone Artemis. Wind started in on some kind of story about what one of his brothers had done recently, Aryll toddling back over to sit beside them and listen, and Sun looked back and watched them for a moment, a somewhat sad smile on her face.

Then she headed for the phone, Aryll’s giggles following her.

#Incredibles au #linkeduniverse #linked universe #lu wind #lu sun #lu warriors #lu Sky #lu aryll #Sky/sun #warriors/Artemis #febuwhump #day 18 #too weak to move #incredibles au fic #writing from the floor #if you’re worried about warriors and arty #go to the ao3 link and go to chapter 40 #also random but Sky carved the blocks aryll is playing with #he’s made a few things for his nephews too