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dontwritemeoff · 2 years

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Soulmate AU with June; part 3

It’s that time again!! I’m guessing that this will be 5 parts but that remains to be seen lol I’m also kind of struggling with deciding how much of this I want to follow the actual storyline and dialogue and how much I want to twist to my liking so we’ll see how that goes!

TW: mentions of anxiety and worry

June clears his throat and says belatedly, “I didn’t know you were awake yet, how are you feeling?”

You ache all over, but especially in your head. You also feel hungry, thirsty, and nauseated at the same time. You’re not even sure how that works.

“I feel like I was hit with a ton of bricks.”

“That...isn’t far from the truth.”

You stare at him incredulously, awaiting him to elaborate on whatever that means.

“You don’t remember what happened to you?”

“I don’t remember anything, really.”

June looks shocked by that, then frowns. You feel the tension leaking over to yourself, but don’t really understand what that means. Maybe you’re just really empathetic?

“Nothing? What about your name?”

You think about it, so hard that you squint your eyes shut, rummaging around in the blank space that your mind is currently. And then you find it.

“[Y/N],” you say, breathing a sigh of relief, but pushing yourself to try and remember more. If you can find a way to remember that, surely you can get the whole picture. Then a piercing pain races through your head and you gasp, opening your eyes.

June winces like he also experienced some pain, but quickly his face turns concerned.

“I think that’s enough for now. It’s nice to finally meet you, [Y/N].”

You ponder on what he means by “finally” but your thoughts are cut off by June speaking again.

“You’re currently on board the Andromeda 6, I found you in the rubble after the invasion on Goldis. Does that sound familiar to you?”

While you mull the name in your name, nothing of particular familiarity comes up.

“Not really, no. Maybe I wasn’t from there.”

June pauses as if he hadn’t considered that either.

“Maybe you aren’t.”

A slightly uncomfortable silence falls over the both of you before June stands up quickly and motions towards the door.

“The doctor mentioned she wanted to see you as soon as you were awake, let me take you to her now before she gets mad that I delayed any longer.”

You nod, though that only hurts your head more. Tentatively you take a wobbly step out of your bed and slowly regain your orientation after laying unconscious for who knows how long.

At that moment, the ship lurches forward, breaking the weak footing you’d gained and you go crashing into June. He quickly reaches out his strong arms, enveloping you and pressing you into his chest. A warmth runs through you that is deeper than what June’s body heat could have transferred, your face heating up at the affection that floods your mind. Just as you think that, June lengthens his arms to set you back on your own two feet, avoiding eye contact.

“I-um- I’m sorry about that,” you manage to say, as you know you’ve clearly made him uncomfortable, even though there was nothing you could do about falling.

“No!” He starts, then softer he says, “no, it really is ok, just unexpected. I don’t adjust well to, um, surprises.”

“Then I’ll try to avoid them in the future,” you say with a kind smile on your lips.

June laughs lightly at that, eyes showing hints of care, before turning from you to activate the door. It swishes open and he sends you on your way to your check up with the crew’s medic.

Your first steps on Terranium are suffocatingly hot. It feels like the sky itself is trying to push you into the ground, and you squint into the hazy orange horizon as you desperately try to adjust yourself before you look weak in front of any of the crew. Yet, June steps in front of you, blocking most of the light and giving you at least a moment to steady yourself before you have to familiarize yourself with a new, and frankly scary, place. It’s as if he could just sense that you were overwhelmed, but after the past few days you’ve come to realize that he’s just a very perceptive person. Strangely so, but it’s not a bad thing.

You almost instinctually step closer to him as you and the crew approach an Arcnos that towers over you, and even has a few inches on June.

“Oppo is really friendly, don’t worry. They just say some strange things sometimes,” June leans over to tell you. You nod and smile at him, thankful that he’s with you while you encounter this strange environment. You have a feeling that you always wanted to travel, but you wish that you had a choice on where you got to go.

Soon enough, Bash is introducing you to the Arcnos, who looks you over with an indistinguishable look on their face, but you aren’t sure that you’d know what their faces are supposed to look like anyways.

When you enter the bar it’s almost another shock at how dark it is, just after your eyes had finally adjusted to the scorching light of a desert planet. There are smells both good and bad, and eyes that follow you as you walk deeper into a room full of people you never expected yourself to be entangled with. After sharing a decidedly unsatisfying drink with Calderon and Damon you wander where you think you remember June going, a curtain separating the room you’re in with the next.

As if you hadn’t had enough shocks for the day, the pulsing music and exorbitant dancers fill your senses before you can even react. Just has you had begun to expect, June spots you in the crowd and leads you to where he had been sitting. A sense of security washes over you as June’s presence is in your proximity again. Lingering in the back of your mind is also a sense of relief, yet you don’t know what you’d be relieved about considering you trust June to take care of himself just fine.

“Are you still overwhelmed?” He asks you, hands fidgeting on the table in front of him.

“Hm, just a little bit. I like new experiences, but I like them better when they’re spread out a little bit more. There’s only so much new that I can take,” you chuckle at the end to hide the tiredness from your voice. Your injuries were still healing to some extent, and it feels as though the last few days you’d been worrying for two people.

“We can go back to the ship if you like-” June begins to offer.

“Oh, no, that’s really not necessary, I wouldn’t want to end everyone’s nights early as no doubt they’d worry about why we left. If I could, I want to just sit here and listen to you if that’s ok.”

“Yeah...I can do that. What do you want to talk about?”

“Well, I want to know more about you. You know basically I can say about myself.”

June looks conflicted for a moment, furrowing his brows before setting his mouth in a line.

“What do you know about the planet Orion?”

You hear everything he’s willing to say about his past, which is admittedly still not much, but at least you have a place of origin to associate him with. When he becomes distracted by the chaos Aya is causing, you slip away to find others, not wanting to sour his mood with talk of things it seems he’d rather not relive.

The next time he sees you is outside the bar with Ryona. In the back of his mind he tells himself that he had been looking for her and that you being with her was just a lucky coincidence, but he knows that he rushed out to find you when he could feel the panic you were transmitting.

Seeing you face to face with a violent Kitalphan, scrap metal clutched in your fist, his instincts take over and he steps in front of you and Ryona.

“Is there a problem here?”

The Kitalphan just scoffs at him, “Not your problem, buddy.”

That sets June on edge, as you are his problem, for better and for worse, whether he’ll admit it to himself or not. He feels his jaw clench and the shoulders of his shirt become tighter as the Orionite in his veins picks up speed.

“Dude, don’t,” the Kit’s friend says, “he’s one of them.”

Horror flashes over the Kit’s face and they both turn to walk briskly away. Good, June thinks. Even if he’s cursed to be this way at least he can keep danger away from you.

“Are you both ok?” He asks, though he’s searching deep in his mind to find your feelings.

“Yes, are you? Is something wrong?” Ryona asks, noticing his tension. That allows June to get back on track for why he’d been looking at least for Ryona.

“It’s Ayame.”

At that Ryona makes a beeline for the door, you and June following close behind, ignoring the concerned silence emanating off the both of you.

You really shouldn’t have followed a stranger into an alley. Seriously, what were you thinking? Now that you can’t see him anymore and you’re out of sight of the crew, you feel worry creep up your spine.

Or maybe that was the knife being held to your back.

“Following a stranger into an alley is a really bad idea, you know.”

And you do know. But you also know that voice. You feel like you have to say something, anything.

“I’m [Y/N]-”

You’re spun around by your shoulders to face a man who looks so familiar to you, yet so distant.

“Your majesty, you’re alive?”

And the puzzle pieces of your clouded mind shift into place and you remember. God, do you remember. Your royal position, the man you loved standing in front of you, knowing that you’re not soulmates.

Soulmates.

You instantly know the feeling you had when you first met June. The secret to his perception. The feelings you can’t pinpoint.

Your eyes widen.

June.

#how do we feel about this #idk how i do!#but it's done at least #i am thinking at the least 2 more parts #getting into the good stuff now with that deep KNOWING pain #see you in a few days for more sadness!#june x reader #june a6 #june nyux #juniper nyux #june x traveler #andromeda 6 #a6

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welcometogrouchland · 2 years

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[ID: four page comic of the owl house. Page 1: Eda walks past Luz, Gus and Willow, who're sat on the floor of the owl house around a box labeled "Eda's Music". Eda notices them and peeks around the corner asking "uh, hey kid- whatcha doin?". Luz says "oh hey Eda!".

Page 2: Luz says "we were just going through all your old human music!" While holding a CD case. She continues "I've been getting nostalgic listening to some old latin pop CDs, like what my mom used to play around the house! (You have a surprising amount of merengue music btw)". Gus sheds a single tear and says "I've sampled human music before but, wow, just, wow! The technique...the inspiration...Carly Rae Jepsen is a genius". Willow looks to the side and says "and I've been listening to your old breakup mixtapes!".

Page 3: Eda looks at her blankly before saying "my what?". Willow says- "your breakup music! There's a whole box of it. I'm pretty over it now but back in the day...when Amity stopped hanging out with me...it hit me hard. I kinda had a phase of only listening to angsty breakup songs for like...a month. Maybe more. It's kinda sad in retrospect".

In the background we can see a flashback of young willow sobbing in bed while summoning vines to cover photos of her and Amity on her wall. Willow continues "things are a lot better now don't get me wrong...but I still listen to that playlist every once in a while when I need a release". Eda contemplates, then grimaces, remembering breakup with Raine (who's pictured saying "it's over, eda").

Page 4: Eda looks at Willow. She eventually says "wanna trade?" And Willow looks up. Final panel shows Luz standing in the doorway concerned as she looks at Willow and Eda. willow is kneeling in front of a casette player and headphones with a shadowy expression and Eda is in the family guy death post with a phone and headphone wire next to her. Both have annotations- Willow's says "got One of Us by ABBA" and Eda's is "got Nightshift by Lucy Dacus". Luz says "you guys good?". End ID]

*slides my Eda and Willow trade angsty breakup songs on s2A hc across the table*

#the owl house #willow park #eda clawthorne #luz noceda #gus porter #(i know he's essentially a cameo in this but he has a speaking role at least i feel justified tagging him)#raeda #not really intended as amillow? more abt the experience of taking a friendship breakup hard but lacking the language to describe it #but can be interpreted as amillow if you want #anyway. every stage of this comic kicked my ass and tbh it's not my favorite but it got me drawing again and that's good #i still think the idea is funny part of me is just like. actually we can do better lets take it from the top #which is deranged bc I've already spent like 2-ish weeks on this i am not looking at this for another second #do i think enjoying angsty breakup music is wholly in character for willow? im not sure. she doesn't like dwelling on the negative #BUT like. i think you can make the argument she'd enjoy it in private. she represses a lot of feelings she needs some kind of outlet #and this is s2A in my mind (post eclipse lake where willow and Gus want to check out more human music)#so i feel like I can justify her talking about her angsty guilty pleasure to eda #also like. bby willow is DEVASTATED in the understanding willow flashbacks. maybe older willow tries to ignore things #but for at least a few months it was probably a big struggle for her coming to terms w/ why amity stopped hanging out w/ her #anyway i don't want to look at this anymore. have at thee!#i have 2 (two) more comics thumbnailed and one of them is shorter/funnier but the other one is a hc I really like #so currently a toss up between which one gets done next #it's half past midnight and i don't wanna stay awake until 2 am again so I'll probably just leave this lurk for a bit and then sleep #i hate the way this is formatted (the images are SO SMALL ON MOBILE) but i don't want this post to be more vertical than it is

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