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kirbybecomesastarwarrior · 10 months

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Origin of Creation:

And that is how Kirby became the Last Star Warrior...

Introducing: Sir Icarus, Trailblazer of the Milkyway! (WIP) He is the last of the four heroes of Yore. He helped the ancients create the Nova and Star Dream (which I will get to later because of spoilers) but basically, he worked closely with Haltman. And instilled the fact that organic lifeforms were lesser.

Icarus is basically the "Mad Doctor" of the GSA... and would perform experiments on lifeforms that he considered lesser beings. Sir Uther allowed these dangerous experiments: since he too was an elitist.

Celestine & Icarus despise each other for this reason. And is the main reason why the Magic & Science factions of the ancients could not get along. And this came to ahead once Icarus wanted to experiment on "the Fountain of Dreams" in the temple.

(I gotta rewrite some of the lore later, but here it goes...)

In Kirby lore, there are serval fountains of dreams... but I always felt there had to be a main one that controlled them all. In the KBASW lore, astral would come into existence depending on the wish. And the planet they spawned (and wish) would determine their element. Celestine would predict where & when the astral would be manifest. So the Main Fountain of Dreams was exclusively under her.

In short: Icarus wanted to see if he could trigger the creation of more astral beings, but she said no. Celestine knew he was going to use them as living guinea pigs. And resented her ever since...

Icarus so planned the downfall of Lady Celestine... with the help of Sir Uther. Uther agreed to help but said that he owed him a favor... Celestine was the first to get unjustly crystalized by the Ancients... (but they reported to the public that she was executed).

Icarus made them believe Lady Celestine was planning to usurp the GSA with her followers. Everything she stood for was destroyed and was rebranded as a witch to avoid scandal within the temple.

Originally his idea was to trigger the creation of an astral in the fountain which lead him nowhere.

After Meta Knight was born Icarus got the idea "If Nightmare could do it so could he," this thought consumed his every waking moment.

(Consider this his madness arc...)

Uther would help him but he needed to get rid of Galacta Knight & hand over his squadron of soldiers. By this point, Icarus has invested so much time in effort in the project he was willing to give up all his power for it to succeed. Believing he could create beings to rival Void... he did succeed but at a terrible price.

Cut to this scene: In the timeline, Meta Knight was running the volunteer army: team Halberd with Jecra & Garlude. And Galacta Knight has just sealed away, recently )

Morpho Knight appeared and took Icarus' life. ... he had flown too close to the sun... And claimed there would be no more Astrals.

As punishment, he gave Nightmare, an opening to destroy the fountain of dreams... to ensure Kirby was the last one. Allowing him to take Kirby away.

Morpho is neither good nor bad... just a neutral judge. Icarus believed he could challenge... the power of an elder god and everyone in the galaxy paid for it.

Uther was the only one who knew of Kirby's existence and searched for him tirelessly( to destroy the evidence). Luckily somebody else found him first.

#kirby #morpho knight #galacta knight #hoshi no kaabii #kirby anime #kirby oc #kirby right back at ya #sir uther #lady celestine #kbasw #sir icarus #kirby fanfic #fanfic lore #I had a lot of WIP and I ended up finishing them all together surprisingly

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 2 years

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i shared a few ideas for selkie-reader x sun moon au shenanigans in the space ace discord and i have no other content to share so uhhhhhhhh, i present, as copied from the discord:

‘MEETING THE PARENTS’ BUT ITS SUN AND MOON MEETING SELKIE READERS ‘FAMILY’/CLAN JKHSJDFHSJDFH A family is,, I was thinkin abt 20 selkies? That all live in a group together and take care of one another, most of the time they’re not ACTUAL family but a group of selkies who bumped into each other at some point and banded together to make a close knit social cluster. One day Sun, Moon and Reader just come across a small island that the Selkie group is using as a ‘home’ for the time being, bc I’m imagining that they’re kind of nomadic? Migratory?? Idk Sjdgdjdhd like no one was expecting to find each other at all, Reader’s Selkie fam thought they were lost like forever, Reader thought that their fam would’ve moved too many times for them to ever hope to track them down again, basically it’s a surprise for everyone involved skdgsjd And reader is like SO EXCITED to see their fam again and after all the hugs and ‘we thought you were dead!!!!’ ‘Omg I’m so happy to see you!!!!’ greetings n such Reader points to Sun and Moon and is like “!!!!! Husbands!!!!!! I got husbands!!!!!!’ And the whole group is like 👁👄👁 UWHAAAAAA????? And Sun and Moon are sweating bullets like frantically googling ‘how to impress my selkie spouse’s selkie family’ (extra: I'm picturing selkie's as a very self-reliant species, and typically very wary of other peoples, and sort of living like a little more 'feral' leaning than the average person?? Like they use their seal-instincts and skills to aid their lifestyle (fishing mostly???), and grow up doing things like sniffing one another when someone returns from going out hunting or smthn, just to glean a lil bit of info abt where they were and what they were up to, they hunt only to eat and cultivate from whatever grows naturally around them and can make temporary housing from branches and stone and furs from whatever they hunt but usually they find places to stay and sleep in the environment naturally, so they all kinda look a little rough around the edges if that makes sense? And their social customs and culture are pretty different from the ones non-selkies use, but Sun and Moon are polite and accepting and softened to the stuff the selkies do bc their spouse is, in fact, a selkie sjdfshdfjkdh)

#fanfic rambles #Fanfic ideas #fnaf au #fnaf sun x reader #fnaf moon x reader #fnaf sun/moon x reader #bones of a rabbit fnaf #bones of a rabbit au #selkie au #selkie and sailors #ideas #rambles #idea rambles #selkie #selkie reader #fnaf fanfic #fanfic lore #inserts my own stupid lore into th au #anyway i rlly rlly like the idea of Reader being so happy and proud of having Sun n Moon as their husbands #theyre totally showing them off like 'look at them!!!! handsome!!! and so sweet!!!! very smart and have done so many interesting things!!!#and THOSE are my HUSBANDS!!!!!!!!!'#meanwhile sun and moon are like. how do we make sure their family likes us. we want to be cool brothers-in-law/son-in-laws #what do selkies like??? selkies like.. soft things?? holding hands?????? wait no reader likes those things thats just a reader thing uhhhhh #ANYWAY I JUST LIKE THE SILLY FLUFFY STUFF OKAY LEAVE ME ALONE SJKDFHS

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kjpurplepineapple · 9 months

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Just a little thing about how Runo's Limiter works. Figured it was about time to explain what my version of it looks like.

My idea of it is that it's a device embedded in the back of their neck. The device can be removed from the receptor but the receptor cannot be removed from their skin without causing massive damage unless done so surgically.

Runo's power was partially inspired by Deku from My Hero Academia; a "glass cannon" sort of character. Extremely powerful, but that power has major backlash and usually results in equally major physical damage (Runo definitely would have broken several bones by this point if they had any to begin with)

Runo's limiter is not only meant to eliminate the unfair advantage they have over others in Turf and Ranked battles, but also to keep their power in check on the real battlefield. Because while the ability to charge multiple special attacks consecutively could be useful in a life-or-death situation... It has also landed Runo in the hospital far too many times.

#splatoon #agent 3 #captain 3 #runo (3)#fanfic lore #adventures in inkopolis and beyond #tw vomit #kinda #tw body modification

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th3p0rtalmaker · 2 months

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I’ve been meaning to ask you, what are the Tundra Walkers in your au?

Badass and terrifying is what they are 😎

The Tundra Walkers were a unique ethnic group with truly next-level genetics. They lived as far north as humanly possible for many generations, honing and passing down the genes and skills to survive in a truly inhospitable environment. And when that environment become too inhospitable, they started working their way south by conquering any other nation/kingdom they came across. Tundra Walkers are insanely strong, and damage-resistant, (but not quite damage proof) and renowned for their skills in hand-to-hand combat and with weapons. No other kingdom or people could overpower them, outmaneuver them, outlast them, or outwit them on the battlefield. So they conquered their way into the Dark Kingdom, replaced the previous royal bloodline one of their own (as you do), and chose it as their empire's capital. From there they spread out to a conquer a few more neighboring kingdoms, until the Moonstone arrived. The Tundra Walkers' reigning prince was the first to discover the stone and comprehend its power, and his people are essentially considered the original keepers of the Moonstone. Rumors started to spread that the mysterious opal had always been in the Tundra Walkers' possession, and it was the source of their semi-invincibility. (They were still human and could be killed, it was just unbelievably hard to actually kill them.) So other kingdoms started resisting the Tundra Walkers' conquests, as well as trying to invade the Dark Kingdom in the hopes of stealing the Moonstone to weaken them. But the Tundra Walkers' near invincibility was from their genetics, not the Moonstone. The Dark Kingdom was already a "melting pot" by the time it was conquered, and over time the Tundra Walkers immersed themselves in the culture and married with the other citizens. What ultimately caused them to "disappear", so to speak, was intermingling bloodlines. And the Moonstone remained safely guarded, never taken out of the Dark Kingdom's borders by any foreign invaders. (Though as time went on, the wars and invasions took a toll on the kingdom as a whole.) The last pure-blooded Tundra Walker in the Dark Kingdom was a descendant of the Ujin bloodline; he was a powerful, fierce, well-respected general, who fought alongside his immigrant wife as an nigh-unstoppable unit in battle. Their only child, Adira Ujin, is half Tundra Walker and half east-asian immigrant. (I guess the irl equivalent would maybe be, like, half-Korean and half-Innuit...?) And that's all you get to know for now. 😈

#ask answered #tts adira #adira tts #adira lore #fanfic lore #incarnate fic #incarnate lore #tts fanfic #fanfic writing #creative writing #Incarnate #tangled the series

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onikiribattousai · 1 year

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To be honest, sebby in my fanfic still remains the same, but I put angsty stuff in it because I like angst and hurt/comfort content that features this one hell of trash demon butler

#sebastian michaelis #black butler #kuroshitsuji #meme #fanfic lore #let this trash demon cry #obviously that most of the fic takes place after he ate o!ciel's soul #sadbastian

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random-rabid-creature · 1 year

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@aimless-aimz morpho is way too much deatil for me and 0² is lame

Have a 0³ instead

#heehee hoohoo #fanfic lore #fanfic spoilers #i guess #i haven't gone that far yet #anygays #kirby series #kirby #zero kirby #oc?????#idk #0³ #H's art requests #hope ya like it #i am very proud of this drawing #H does art

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mapping-theworld · 8 months

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🔉🔉AYO I FORGOT ABOUT MY FOOLISH LORE FUCK 🔉🔉

#fanfic #qsmp #qsmp fanfiction #fooligetta #fanfic lore #the map speaks

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dynamokota · 1 month

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writing out some lore for the witch world in my bjtm fanfic

Just some stuff I thought of while I was writing Trouble Brewing that I didn't include. List might expand when I think of more stuff.

‘Witch’ is the term for someone born with magic, regardless of gender. Therefore, terms like ‘wizard’, ‘warlock’, ‘sorcerer’, etc. are not real terms within their world.

Witches refer to non-magical people as ‘mortals’, despite the fact that witches are not, in fact, immortal. This came from an old belief that all witches reincarnate into a newborn witch upon death, as well as the fact that witches typically live longer lives than mortals (the average life-span is double that of mortals’; about 120 to 160 years;).

Witches can only use magic because it’s in their DNA. Mortals CAN use magic, but not nearly as well as real witches. They must use conduits like herbs and crystals, as well as do seances and rituals (because they’re not using their own magic, but magic from other sources). The most a mortal can do is influence things slightly.

Real witches aren’t known by most mortals. Someone who refers to themself as a ‘witch’ publicly is not an actual witch/wiccan.

Wiccans are real, but, like witches, anyone who publicly refers to themself as such is a mortal.

Witches in America haven’t regularly used brooms to fly since the Salem Witch Trials. While attempts were made to use cloaking spells, most found it to not be worth the hassle. After mortal technology advanced, witches just used their transportation instead.

Brooms are more common in other countries, but mostly for short distances in areas free from mortal eyes (though the occasional cloaking spell is used when needed).

Witches are usually taught by their family, as the ability is genetic. In the rare case where someone’s family is unable to teach them (usually if their parents aren’t witches, which can happen), a tutor is hired to teach the young witch.

Magic schools do exist, but are equivalent to high-end fancy private schools for the rich and uptight. A lot of people who went to these schools tend to be prejudiced against the lower-class witches that were taught by “the common witch”.

Wands, staffs, etc. are mostly works of fiction. Witches do not need a conduit to use their magic.

Magic is easily influenced by emotion, making it important for witches to learn to control their own emotions while under stress.

While any witch is capable of any type of magic, it’s usually common for them to have 1 or 2 types of magic they are proficient in. For example, Elias Graves specializes in Spirit Magic (the ability to harness and use spiritual energy) and Healing Magic.

#beetlejuice the musical #beetlejuice #bjtm #beetlejuice broadway #beetlejuice oc #beetlejuice musical #graves and beej #beetlejuice au #bjtm au #fanfic lore #beetlejuice fanfic #beetlejuice fanfiction

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goldenheartgirl1 · 1 year

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Ch.1-Keep it Spotless! (TWST Mafia AU)

-Hello everyone! This is chapter 1 of a series I am making for a Twisted Wonderland AU. Now a couple things to go over: The main chapters do NOT include ships, but the one’s I label as Extra’s will have ships and ratings. Secondly, the ships are random each time so they do not affect the main story. With that in mind, please enjoy.-

Resonating rings echoed from a vibraphone while the pearl white grand piano empowered the song with its gentle strikes of each string, both instruments playing off each other in a biphonic pattern on the coal colored vinyl stage. The customers sitting in their dark leather booths or at the bar stools were captivated by their conversations as the music played on, all were painted with a thin glow of amethyst as rays of varied blues shined from the massive aquarium that took up the entire back wall. Fishes swam aimlessly to contrast or blend into the rocks and multicolored coral with a golden yellow eye and an olive-brown eye watching them with indifference. Floyd leaned back in the bar stool that was closest to the aquarium glass, careful not to lose balance as his eyes glazed over with no thoughts occupying him, his suit was messy and his fedora on the white marble counter.

“Floyd!”

Blinking back into focus Floyd spun in his seat to see a very miffed Azul, the man might be a few inches shorter than the aloof twin but his stern glare and authoritarian voice was enough to catch his attention.

“Eh? What is it Azul?”

“What did I say about daydreaming during work hours?”

“I don’t remember, besides isn’t a lounge meant for lounging around?” Floyd questioned in disinterest as he crossed his arms on the counter and rested his chin in them.

“Not for staff members, now get up, I have a job for you.”

“Do I get to squeeze someone?”

“No-

“Then I don’t wanna.”

Azul was just about to snap at him but then turned around to hide the smirk growing on his face and faked his distress. “Oh well, I suppose I will get Jade to do it again. It was just a visit to the Royal Rose Casino but I can understand if you-”

“The casino?”

With the twin’s interest piqued, Azul turned back to him with a frown on his features and his right hand dramatically splayed across his chest, insisting with questionable earnestness. “Well yes, I have some important documents for Mr. Roseheart, but I won’t force you to go.”

“I’ll go!” Floyd said and quickly scooped up his hat, Azul’s grin reappeared as he held out a manila envelope but retracted it as his coworker attempted to grab it.

“Now Floyd, this document has to reach Riddle in one piece. If I hear anything about stains, rips, wet marks, or anything else I will put you on dishwashing duty for the next three months. Understand?”

“Yeesh, what do you think is going to happen? I’ll just take a car.” Floyd huffed in annoyance as he was finally given the envelope and quickly departed the lounge, heading up the stairs to the exit.

Outside the chilled night and loud city life delighted the heterochromic man, he always loved the chaos and disorder of the city that clashed with the loud honks and screeches from the cars. Neon lights flashed and some buildings were alight with bronze or white, Floyd quickly made his way to one of their cars parked in their reserved lot and grinned at one of their employees. A grin normally held no ill intentions, but his abnormally sharper teeth always put people on edge, the driver hurried into the drivers side of the sleek black vehicle as the twin sat in the passenger seat and told him his location. The Royal Rose Casino was one of their business partners, a location of interest for the rich and poor and Azul always was able to gain new clients through them, it was a win-win scenario for both sides. While the lounge maintained private parties in an eatery setting, Azul also was in charge of the more “unsavory” jobs that his clients tasked him with that were beyond legal, and the casino would be in charge of gaining interest from new clientele and be an entire social network of connections in a safe environment.

However the normal discord appeared only five blocks away from the casino with a Molotov cocktail exploding a few cars ahead of them and the entire traffic being stopped because of it, Floyd looked out of the window in aggravation seeing a group of scruffy teens and young adults run to some of the evacuated cars and start taking what they could. The fire ahead continued to roar in a small patch but was not threatening to get closer to any of the nearby cars and would only last a few minutes. The nervous employee next to Floyd looked ready to leave the car but Floyd only rolled his eyes and stepped out while ordering. “Call the cops, lock the doors, keep your gun on you. I’ll walk.”

Without waiting for a reply, the manila envelope clutched to his chest, Floyd walked down the street with a relaxed pace as the gang hurried to leave with their goods. One of the young men tried to run past him and reached out a hand to probably shove him but Floyd’s instincts got the better of him, grabbing the gang members arm he twisted it behind his back and Floyd smirked when he struggled. The man in question wore a black hoodie to conceal himself and torn up jeans, but around his neck was a rope necklace with a single claw on it, it was the sign of a SavanaClaw gang member.

“It’s awful rude to set people’s cars on fire.” Floyd chuckled in a dark tone, twisting the man’s arm tighter as he tried to squirm away.

“Get the hell off man! It’s none of your business!”

Floyd was going to comment but the sound of distant firetrucks and police cars shook the gang member out of his pained-state and he used his free hand to lash back at the well-dressed twin, a pocket knife slashed across Floyd’s right forearm which the held the manila envelope and the man’s vision went red. Due to the cops coming quickly there was no good short lesson to give to this thief, Floyd slammed his foot into the back of the man’s right knee and threw him to the ground with a violent twist he had on his wrist. After getting him onto the ground, the taller one smashed his heel into the gang members stomach, it wasn’t enough to permanently damage his organs, but the gasp of pain was satisfying enough as the gasp turned to grunts and curses as the gang member grasped his sprained wrist. Floyd ran, he was always a good runner and enjoyed his fair share of parkour, and with that talent in his back pocket he made short work of weaving around the stopped traffic before getting onto the sidewalk and slipped past the bystanders.

There was no stopping until Floyd could not see any of the lights in the distance, when he slowed down he quickly looked at the manila envelope and loved it into his left hand to avoid getting blood on it. He pouted at the bloody cut on his forearm that stained his suit and started dripping down his hand, but he continued to walk without care and enjoyed how people parted for him in shock of the blood. A familiar face was seen in the distance and he couldn’t help but wave his bloody arm while calling out loudly. “Sea Snake!”

The man by this peculiar name wore a gray shirt that paired well with a crimson dress suit, accompanied with a white belt, black dress shoes, and a gold viper pin attached on the left lapel of his suit. Jamil looked up at Floyd, his charcoal gray eyes widened at the blood flying off the tall twins arm as he stopped walking and questioned in a slightly snappy tone. “Floyd what did you do this time?”

“Eh? What makes you think I did something?”

“You’re bleeding.”

“Oooohhh, nope! I bumped into some guys from SavanaClaw.”

With a tired sigh Jamil gave up trying to get answers out of him, he tidied up his red suit and then asked. “Are you going to Tartarus then?”

“Nope! Azul told me to deliver something to Goldfish, I was just saying hi.” Floyd replied with a smile before walking past him but froze when he felt a drop of rain on his nose.

Jamil noticed his hesitation but did not think much of it and took out his umbrella, opening it up and started walking before yelling in surprise as the umbrella was yanked from his hand and turned to see Floyd running away with it. “FLOYD!”

“I’ll return it later, Sea Snake!”

Ignoring the yelling behind him, Floyd ducked under the dark umbrella and held the umbrella with his right hand and the manila folder was secured to his chest with his left hand’s support. Unfortunately the umbrella only helped to protect his head and torso, the falling rain began to soak through his white pants and socks as he continued down the sidewalk towards the casino, which was now in his view. Royal Rose was the largest casino in the city, the lower level contained the security check and 20 restaurants along with 5 more bars, the second level held the games, the third level had a ballroom and general meeting rooms, and the final two levels were bedrooms with a large pool and hot tubs on the roof. A five story building that was directed as the “royal flush” and many times Floyd has actually gotten lost in that place without one of Riddle’s staff members or Azul being there.

Once arriving at the doors, Floyd walked in and handed the umbrella to one of the greeting staff and ignored the girl's gasp when she saw the blood. He slipped past people to reach the counter and immediately grinned seeing Deuce at the front counter, leaning his right bleeding arm on the granite counter. The man at the counter wore a white shirt, a velvet red vest, black gloves, and a black tie. “Hello Mackerel! I’m here to see Goldfish~”

“Floyd-what the, what happened?!”

The shocked cyan eyes were comically wide at the blood on the counter and his mouth gaped as he still tried to find the right words. Floyd could only laugh as the shorter dark haired man scrambled for a first aid kit and circled around the counter with the gauze, he let Deuce move the sleeve up and start patching him up as he still struggled to find the words. After the wound was at least covered up, it would need stitches later, the casino worker finally gained his thoughts back and asked.

“What happened to you? Did you get jumped by SavanaClaw?”

“Sort of~ Is Goldfish here?”

“Well..yes but-”

“Great! I’ll go find him!”

“No wait-”

Floyd did the exact opposite, jumping over the counter and past security as he ran up the grand staircase, easily able to pass people as he took in the gold and white colors of the walls and pillars, each hall was lined with red and white roses in vases. There were many shouts calling after him but he managed to get to the third level before slowing to a stop and catching his breath. He looked around the ballroom area where many customers were either dancing to the string quartet or talking in groups with drinks in their hands. Floyd quickly found Riddle amongst the crowd of one particular group, wearing a white suit that had black cuffs and lapels, paired with black dress pants and black shoes, and around his neck was a neatly tucked red cravat. Quickly making his way over, Floyd couldn’t hide his grin and quickly Riddle’s blueish-gray eyes locked on the taller man as a frown appeared on his face. The casino owner was quick to dismiss himself and walk towards Floyd, catching him by his right arm and leading him to one of the private booths.

“Floyd, what have I said about appearing without a call?”

“But Goldfishie! Azul told me to bring you this!”

The whine was not as much of a surprise in comparison to the manila envelope that was held out right in front of Riddle’s face, blocking his view until he took it from Floyd’s hands, only then did he realize how disheveled the twin looked. For normal people, they would be confused or worried, but for Riddle he already felt anger boiling in his blood. “How dare you come into my casino looking like a mess! I’ve told you time and time again that unless you make an effort to look presentable, don’t show up at all!”

A laugh bubbled out of Floyd’s lungs as he replied through his gasps. “Your face is so red goldfish! I honestly tried to stay clean, but I ran into a SavanaClaw guy and it rained!”

Riddle’s face felt red with anger but he took a second to look out the large window and it was indeed pouring outside, and when he turned his attention back to Floyd he noticed the poorly wrapped arm that was bleeding through the bandages. A deep inhale and exhale helped reduce the rosy cheeks as Riddle relented, which calmed Floyd a bit as he just smiled at the smaller one. The documents were taken out of the envelope and Riddle took the time to read it while Floyd made himself comfortable in one of the red velvet chairs. “I suppose you did bring the documents here with the greatest care..Good job.”

At the praise, Floyd lit up even more and shined his sharp teeth at Riddle, if he had a tail it would be wagging. “Thanks Goldfish~ Do I get a reward?”

“Your reward is me calling the Doctor to have you fixed up, so stay in here and I’ll go have Cater call him.”

“Do you have toooo? Snapper and Firefly squid are so boring!”

Before Riddle could leave, Floyd’s left leg extended out which nearly tripped the red-head, the steel-blue eyes glared at Floyd and insisted coldly. “I can’t entertain you today Floyd, do not make me lose my temper.”

“You’ve already done that once today Goldfish, I wouldn’t mind seeing it happen again.” Floyd teased and his grin fell as Riddle shoved his leg back down and walked to the door.

“Stay here. Follow this order and maybe I’ll put in a good word for you.”

A grunt was the only reply Riddle received before he left and had to calm down a frantic Cater as the man ran to him out of breath. After explaining the situation with Floyd and needing to call Azul, Cater took out his phone and quickly got a hold of Trey to call off the alarm and then proceeded to send a text to the Tartarus emergency line. Taking a second to fix his hair and suit that matched the one Deuce wore, he took a step inside the room with a smile and commented.

“Well look who’s here! You caused a huge commotion in the lobby, people were questioning why a bleeding maniac was running through the halls!”

“So what? Are people really still surprised about bloody people? There are gang battles on a weekly basis.” Floyd replied in disinterest as he leaned back and stared at the ceiling.

“Not all of us can have iron stomachs like you Floyd!” Cater chuckled, attempting to make the mood lighter. “I totally freaked out too, #ScaryCrazyStuff.”

Cater did his part to keep Floyd occupied until Idia showed up, looking a little unnerved after having to pass through large crowds just to get there, and wore his lab coat and dark gloves. His long neon blue hair was pulled back into a low ponytail and was frazzled like always from not being properly brushed, his pale complexion added to his ghostly look. While Idia was a complete recluse, he was a fantastic doctor to see, not too expensive and no questions asked for organ donations or repairing a wound. Floyd remained in his very aloof attitude as Idia made stitches on his arm and commented on how the twin should really invest in life insurance. What seemed like hours was mere minutes when Idia finished and walked outside back to his car, Floyd was escorted out by Trey who led him to one of the white limos that was reserved for special guests.

“Hey, what’s this for, Sea Turtle?”

“Riddle insisted we should give you a ride home.” Trey replied with a smile, fixing his red vest at the door before grabbing the umbrella that Floyd had borrowed from Jamil. “After all, we would not want you getting a cold for a task we requested. He also wanted me to assure you that Azul was notified of your good work.”

Floyd couldn’t help but grin a bit and take the umbrella, running out to the limo and quickly getting into the luxurious vehicle and just settling in as the driver pulled out of the circular driveway. Feeling tired and accomplished, Floyd helped himself to a nap for the ride and when they arrived Jade had to fetch his brother. Jade smiled at his brother and chuckled as he got him inside and laid him down on one of the couches in the lounge, putting a blanket over him and chided playfully.

“Someday Floyd, I’ll make sure you don’t cause unnecessary violence or scar hundreds of people. But for now, get some sleep, you were more tame than usual.”

#twisted wonderland #twst #au #mafia au #blood #mild cursing #chapter 1 of series #fanfic #floyd leech #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #jamil viper #azul ashengrotto #deuce spade #cater diamond #fanfic lore

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