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withlove-angel · 7 months

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⚠️warnings: fluffy, pet names, smudged clown makeup

Love! (Part2)

Part1

Buggy's face dropped. He knew y/n loved him more than he loved her back. He looked guilty and he was afraid to say anything at the moment. He knew what was coming next. "Y/n, wait. I..." Buggy started to say.

"You what? You sorry?" She snap back "Im so tired off all of this..." she rest her face on her hands as she curls on her knees. His hands still on her shoulders, he feel it heavy... burning... hopeless...

Buggy just looked at y/n. He was afraid to say anything else. He had a feeling that she was about to break up with him. Buggy's eyes widened as he started feeling nervous. "You're tired of waiting for me, right?" He asked in a sad tone, wich was unusual, but he couldn't help, the way y/n, his y/n were breaking infront of his was like something was breaking inside him... maybe his heart, maybe the mask he always use to pretend he was the best, the cold hearted pirate clown, when he is on the reality feels like trash, like someone unholy or not enough for an angel like y/n....

"Im tired of feeling unloved" she finally confess something that was deep on her soul, in a monotone tone, really diferent from the excited y/n. He felt a weird feeling he never felt before... his heart almost break, he didn't know he cared so much about her. He was scared for the first time of his life, scared not about losing his spotlight or his head again, but scared about losing her, he was so confused.

Buggy was silent. He felt as if his heart was stopping. He started thinking about what he would be without his angel. "Y/n, wait, I..." He still had no idea what to say. He was starting to tear up himself. "D-don't leave me" He finally managed to say. Buggy grabbed onto y/n's shoulders and looked at her.

He felt warm tears rolling down his cheeks, messing with his makeup, but he didn't care, he didn't care about his appearance or what the others would think about him... what's wrong with him? He was sick? He thought it for a sec, it was all so confusing, so overwhelming...

Y/n lift her head to face him, her eyes widen, the captain never cry... but the man infront her was not her captain, was Buggy, her Buggy, showing his broken side for the first time.

He try to wip away his tears. He was feeling all these emotions and didn't know how to process them. Buggy looked at y/n again. "Y/n, I... I'm sorry, okay?" He sniffed and sounded remorseful. He finally realized how much he needed her. "I don't want to be alone, Angel, i can't do this again. Don't leave me like the others did" He said with tears falling down his cheeks once again.

She look surprise at him, he never expressed his emotions before, she was still hurt but he couldn't just ignore him, not like this. Her love gaze for him was back, she didn't even realized when she quietly wipe his tears away, caressing his cheeks slightly after, his clown makeup all smudged and messed up.

Buggy felt relieved when y/n started to wipe away his tears. He took a deep breath and then hugged her. "Don'tleave y/n, I'm... I'm sorry" He said, sounding very serious now. He was glad that she wasn't crying. "Don't ever leave me, don't ever think about it again... I can't do this without you, i go to hell if I need to just keep you on my side... i would kill anyone or burn anything just for you" He whispered, a dark look quickly pass though his eyes, a shiver run down her spine, but she decided to ignore it, she was as sick as he is, she wanted attention, but for y/n the pirate clown attention was what she needed, she may be scared but she liked the feel.

She nods "but buggy... if you want this to work out you have to put an effort" she break the hug to look at him, placing one hand on his cheeks "a relationship dont survive if only one person try"

Buggy stayed silent, looking back at her. He was aware that he didn't always put effort into their relationship. He usually expected her to do everything for him. He sighed, knowing that he had to change too. Buggy said quietly. "I promise I will try harder." He sounded sincere.

She smiles to him, placing a soft kiss on his lips

Buggy's face got even more bright red. He was still surprised that y/n was kissing him again even with his smudged makeup. He wanted to kiss her back but he didn't, he felt too overwhelmed. His face got bright red as he closed his eyes and just let her kiss him.

She giggle at his behaviour starting to kiss all over his face, not having a pattern on it, just messing more with his already messed makeup. She was sad that she didn't wore lipstick that night, but still enjoyed every single kiss.

Buggy got even more excited as y/n kissed his face. He got very, very, very red. He closed his eyes tightly as he felt her lips on his cheeks again. He was blushing more than he ever had before. Buggy's heart started beating really fast as he let it happen.

He could see how happy y/n was as he finally is showing his feelings to her... He kept his eyes closed. He was embarrassed but also very glad at the same time. He felt like a new man with all of this attention. He never knew so much could happen just by showing his love to his girlfriend. His face was now incredibly bright red and he was smiling. That smile was something he hasn't shown in a while. He was finally learning to love someone back and he felt relieved.

Y/n climb into his lap, his strong hads on her hips to keep her balance.

"you know how much i love your eyes, but i just fell for your smile once again"

Buggy opened his eyes and looked at her. Her words melted his heart. "I didn't know I had such a wonderful smile" He chuckled. "You like it that much?"

He could see she staring at his smiles "its the prettiest i ever saw" Buggy couldn't get his smile off of his face. His heart was now beating even faster. His cheeks got red again as she stared at him. He never felt this much attention before even when performing, this was his spotlight, his favorite show. "Y/n... My face is starting to feel a bit... hot." He chuckled nervously.

"Because you are blushing" she giggles. Buggy never blushed before he didn't know what was this feeling, but he liked... As long as it was with y/n, he liked it.

Buggy's face got even more red as y/n placed her hand on his cheek. He felt like a little boy having a crush for the very first time. "Y-you think I'm blushing?" The clown asked, sounding surprised. He didn't want to believe she was correct. He felt embarrassed.

She nods. The brightest smile he ever saw... he finally made her feel loved...

Buggy took a deep breath and then looked back at y/n. He was trying to figure out how to feel about the love she was giving him. He realized that he was feeling something new. His face remained red, and he was still smiling. "I feel... strange" He muttered. "Something is going on that I've never felt before, but its good." He was confused but he felt good at the same time.

Y/n place her hand on top of his chest were its his heart "you finally really feel love" she say more exited then he is... of couse the love he is feeling is only for Angel, he still despises everyone else, he still would kill everyone else for the spotlight.

Buggy put his hand over y/n's hand, holding it above his heart. He was starting to understand what this feeling meant. "Is this love?" He asked, still sounding a bit confused. He wanted to make sure that he was experiencing love for the first time. "Am I really in love with you?" He whispered to himself.

She smiles hugging him tightly "you finally..." she say almost crying bit this time happy tears

Buggy just stayed still when the happy y/n hugged him tight. He started to hug her back as well. His heart was beating so fast he could feel it pounding. Buggy didn't care about his other crew mates anymore. He just wanted to love this woman right now. "I never knew I would be capable of feeling this way" He confessed to her. "I am... I am in love" he says like he dont believe on it

"Finally captain"

"Now don't ever think about leaving me again, doll" Buggy said as he started smiling again. "I never knew that I needed your love, but now I can't live without it." He wanted to make sure she understood how he truly felt.

She kiss him , her hands layingon his sholders as his were lazilyplace on her hips "never"

kiss

"gonna"

kiss

"leave"

kiss

Buggy leaned into the kiss. He felt a bit shy as he kissed her back, but he enjoyed it. Y/n looked so beautiful to him, he wanted to kiss her all the time. "Never let go of me, doll" Buggy whispered.

"Never" she pulls him for another kiss, this time more deeper

Buggy started getting more into the kiss, as he tried to kiss her back with more passion. He started feeling like a man for the very first time. He liked the feeling of her lips on his.

For some unlucky reason, they could start to hear his crew walking back to the ship. Buggy have to put out the cold captain face back, as he can't let others, besides y/n, see his vulnerable side

Buggy pulled away. He wiped his lips. His eyes opened wide as he saw his crew coming back to the ship. "What took you so long!? We are leaving," Buggy yelled out, making his voice sound as angry as he could. He tried to look completely cold and indifferent to any of these feelings he was having. He needed to be the cold-hearted pirate captain he always is, at least in front of his crew mates. Y/n saw right through Buggy, and she was the only person who knew how Buggy felt right now.

#buggy the clown #yandere one piece #buggy x reader #buggy the clown x reader #buggy #buggy yandere #one piece fanfic #bugg #buggy fluffy

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bloodgulchblog · 13 days

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What are some of your favorite examples of Chief telling jokes/being a little shit bc personally I’m eternally fond of the one in Halo CE where he purposefully crashes a banshee to mess with Cortana

I am going to go way overkill on this assignment, one sec...

Fall of Reach: In general, John being a win-focused baby jackass as a kid and having to learn about teamwork under threat of Kelly and Sam kicking his ass.

Also Cortana learning oh, of course, he's insane.

"No thanks to your driving, yes," and that thing where Cortana accidentally teleports him upside down and he gives his own helmet a little thump about it in CE.

Flashback in First Strike

Permission to leave the station to give the Covenant back their bomb in Halo 2. Also honorable mention Cortana: "Unfortunately for us both, I like crazy."

I think there's a lot of characterization of John in not just the bits where he says something that's a joke, but in the things he just lets people say to him without refuting, like when Johnson's fussing over him a bit at the start of 3 and is just like one of these days you're gonna land on something as stubborn as you are and John doesn't argue with him about it or even say anything back. You get this sense that he enjoys people being a little harmlessly exasperated with him. He loves being the big crazy bastard that everyone's kind of amazed with but also wants to strangle.

Telling Cortana "Thought I'd try shooting my way out, mix things up a little" near the end of Halo 3. (I'm getting a little sidetracked but I see so much tenderness with him playing confident about getting Cortana out of there at the end of 3 when she is so so so bad off.)

The bit in Escalation where Hood tells him he could make Admiral if he wanted and Chief tells him "the Admiral" doesn't have the same ring to it and Hood's like "Was that a joke, son? I didn't know you had it in you."

In general I felt like he didn't joke as much in 4 and 5 (and I think that's for obvious reasons given how bad he is doing) but I also do not have 4 and 5 inscribed on my soul the way I have CE-3, so I might be incorrect here. He's also just never funny in Denning Halo novels for me (part of why his characterization grates me in those) but Denning's sense of humor and mine seem to just never intersect ever and it's more of a style thing.

Chief deadpan joking with Esparza and Weapon in Infinite meant a lot to me because it felt like a return to form. The "Requires a hack." "Can you do that?" "No." CRUNCH! bit at the start in particular was like oh my god yes, yes they did it they found him again my boy is home I missed him.

#asks #master chief

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smokeowl-mx · 1 year

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THE OWL HOUSE...THEORY...?

Ok! Wanna dump something here real fast before it leaves my mind forever.

-Piece by the amazing @moringmark . A faithful representation of Phillip Wittebane's afterlife. Rest in Pain, b**ch!-

Something that actually bugged me about The Owl House was Phillip's name change to Belos.

Given he was a human and had enough knowledge to warp around as the Emperor of the Boiling Isles, his name had to mean something like Hunter's.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T CLAIM TO HAVE ALL THE ANSWERS, THIS IS JUST WHAT SOME RESEARCH LED ME TO. IT MAY BE WRONG OR STANDING ON FALSE INFORMATION. IF YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS SUBJECT FIRST HAND, FEEL FREE TO CORRECT ME AND GET ME OUT OF MY IGNORANCE.

Doing some research for a project I'm making. I stumbled upon the main deities of slavic folklore.

Perun, whose equivalents would be Zeus, Odin and/or Thor.

And his chaotic sibling: Veles, whose equivalent is Loki and Pan.

Even though I say "equivalents" is just so you get an idea of their abilities and roles. Perun was the main god of the pantheon with power over lightning, symbol of order.

Where I wanna go with this is what Veles was.

Veles was also known as Welos, he was not just the god of nature and shepherds, but also god of the barrier between this world and the underworld, guide of souls through the threshold and, get this, GOD OF MAGIC, ALCHEMY AND WITCHCRAFT!

Philip not only turned himself into a "Prophet" and Emperor, but, to his own DAMN SATISFACTION, HE BECAME A GOD FOR THE WITCHES. Everytime a Witch called his name, they were calling him their God.

After The Collector gave him the weapons to rule over the Isles, he felt himself as superior to them, even more so than he already did. So much so he gave himself the name of one of the few MALE GODS OF WITCHCRAFT to prove his point across. THAT'S THE EXTEND OF THIS GUY'S NARCISSISM!

Still don't believe me?!

Veles or Welos was often portrayed in two forms:

A horned inverted triangle and a Horned Man (thus, the horned mask)

Some of the animals that represented this deity were the snake, the dragon and the owl. Belos had a very slithery personality and a slow way of dealing with those who opposed him (like a snake killing it's prey) eventually became a Dragon (when he took the Titan's heart hostage) and the Golden Guard's mask looks like an Owl.

Also, remember that guardian of the threshold thing I said previously, it fits with his whole "protect the world from evil" BS he believed.

Given he couldn't do magic, he did alchemy. If you're familiar with the work of an artificer or FMA, you should get the idea. Alchemy was a pseudo science, antecesor of modern chemistry, that studied the world, it's elements and magic to harness it to make things as the famous Philosopher's Stone and Lead's transformation into Gold. One of the matters of study of alchemy was resurrection. Thus, the Grimmwalkers.

Following the previous point, Red was often asociated with the Stone and it's abilities, it also meant "the end of a great work". What leads me to believe his and Hunter's "Magic" were product of alchemy and, maybe, the creation of a Philosopher's stone.

Given the hints and little winks TOH makes to FMA, I believe I ain't jumping any sharks.

Though his Puritanism also influenced how things would run with the Isles under his control. He wanted to feel like a God, but without the Witches knowing it (because it will blow his cover in a sec) so, he gave himself a name connected to everything he hated, but that could elevate him without suspition: Belos, The God of Magic, Alchemy and Witchcraft.

So yeah...what Elijah from Not so average Fangirl said in "Hollow Mind" wasn't that far off.

Belos, for Witch and Hunter = Witch Hunter.

@danaterrace You have my love and respect.

Thanks for everything! Can't wait to see what you make next.

FOR MORE UPDATES ON THIS, FOLLOW THE REPLIES.

#the owl house hunter #the owl house spoilers #belos the owl house #the owl house #toh philip #philip wittebane #toh the golden guard #hunter toh #toh belos #toh spoilers #toh thoughts #toh the owl house #toh theory #slavic mythology

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artsyunderstudy · 2 months

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These happened to all be in a row & I was wondering! For the fanfic writers ask

🥨How do you overcome writer's block?

Hmmm. Usually I just make myself daydream about my story, and this kinda ties into the third question of how I get in the zone, but I have to emotionally ramp myself up for writing. Like if I need to write a sexy scene, I need to feel some swoops, and if I need to write a sad scene, i need to feel my soul being rent in twain ya know. So I usually find a playlist that gets me in the right mood and I start playing the scenes in my head.

Also, I feel like i try to write through writers block, because I felt like this after I finished SW where nothing was really working, I wasnt connecting so much and I went through a BUNCH of different WIPs until one just really took hold of me and flowed, and then I felt like I could find that focus again. As someone who usually focusses on one fic at a time, coming up with a bunch of ideas and just trying different things out for a while really helped.

🍕What's your favorite comment you've received on a fic?

Ohh man this is hard. I really can't say a specific comment because there isn't one that particularly stands out because so many have touched me. So I'm just gonna gush on you for a sec Jenny. I love that you read what I write and then you tell me all these really poignant thoughts it brought up for you. Like I write about Simon and Baz stumbling their way through complex trauma and communication issues and you're in the comments talking about relationships and vulnerability. it's amazing to receive any comments, but I love the ones that take something I write and then continue the conversation. Every thought you leave me is such a joy to read and interact with. <3

🌭Do you have any writing rituals to help 'get in the zone'?

See the first question. I make myself feel a feeling and then I write about it. To be more specific, music and fantasizing is a big part of it, i usually start writing sessions off with a lot of quiet daydreaming. I also re-read previous stuff if I'm continuing something I've already worked on, and I do like to go back and do edits too. I just immerse myself in it as much as possible.

fanfic writer asks!

#ask game #artsyfic

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the-white-void · 1 year

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I’ve seen a fair amount of SAGAU fics so I wanna make my own SAGAU genre

edit: sorry this is very old

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Teyvat’s Child

You were on your deathbed waiting for the pain to be over until you were picked up by a strange woman but you couldn’t see her defining features “who is this woman? Is she the Grim reaper or something?” you thought as she sat you down.

“SWEET CHILD DO YOU WISH TO PLAY YOUR GAME ONCE MORE”

You were puzzled to what this mysterious woman just said, your game? is she talking about Genshin Impact?

“Yes, sweet child, Genshin Impact”

“Wait you know what I’m thinking”

“Ofcourse, you are in my domain, you cannot hide anything from me either”

“So- so I can’t lie?”

“Oh if your referring to words you can lie but I’ll know true intentions”

“Then what’s the point in asking”

“Just to confirm”

“There’s no escaping this woman”

“Haha now your answer we don’t have much time”

“Well Genshin has helped me through some tough things and I am at the end of my rope here so why not”

“I’ll take that as a yes”

The next thing you knew you woke up at wind rise with a white robe replacing your old hospital robe and beside you was the same woman but you can see her more clearly now.

She looked like a doll, her anatomy was beyond perfect, her hair was like the gas that surrounded the milky way and eyes that represent the night sky.

She offered you her hand and said:

“Welcome to Genshin Impact, in this life you are now Teyvat’s Child”

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“H- hold on a sec, so your saying the world of Genshin Impact is my mother? and why would said world need a child? and out of all the living beings in the universe you chose me”

“Yes because I needed a gift for Teyvat”

“So you just went window shopping for children”

“What?! No, I meant I needed a soul to inhabit my puppet for teyvat so it can watch over her and I already chose you a long time ago”

“For how long exactly?”

“(Age) years ago it was quite recent”

“Recent for you, a while lifetime for me”

“Oh right your only (age) years old, sorry anyways child this is your new mother, Teyvat”

“Where?”

“In your head”

‘Huh"

“HELLO YOUNG CHILD I AM TEYVAT, WHAT IS YOUR NAME? IM VERY CURIOUS AND WHAT IS YOU FAVORITE FOOD? ILL MAKE IT FOR YOU”

Teyvat started bombarding your head with questions that your brain couldn’t even handle and really needed Teyvat to stop cuz she was about to make your head burst.

“Oh sorry, I was just very excited to meet you, I’ll let you two talk for now”

“Anyway miss mysterious can you tell me who you are?”

“Oh my, apologies I forgot to introduce myself”

The air suddenly felt tense and heavy.

“ I am the one that keeps the balance of the universe, time, space and everything that exists, I am responsible for when the time the universe and everything that exists comes to an end and when to create anew”

“Scary”

“But there’s no need for such formalities, you can call me… Aunt Violet”

“Aunt?”

“Yes well if you want to of course”

“Why the fuck do you want to be an aunt”

“Well I don’t wanna be called Grandma do I”

Aunt Violet warned you about the people’s actions towards her so called imposters before leaving

“Keep this in mind sweetheart, the people of Teyvat don’t really tolerate any imposters so try to keep out of sight until the people of Teyvat are aware of the situation”

“Why is that?”

“Oh right you haven’t looked at yourself yet”

You two went to the small pond near the windrise tree and you looked in shock that from head to toe you look exactly like Violet.

(a lil something if you want male reader: you have more if a square and muscular like form, your hair was slightly shorter)

“Wut du fuk”

“Sorry I didn’t tell you sooner”

You sighed from disappointment of how the god of the ENTIRE universe is in the hands of her. “Wait a sec she can read my mind”

She gives you a necklace saying it will act like a vision so you could protect yourself mostly from the 'imposter hunters’.

“Ah well I’ll take my leave now, call my name when you need anything”

“Ah she left”

“So Miss Teyva-”

“No my child you may call me mother”

“So mother what do wanna do?”

“I would love to do anything and everything with you but…no human body”

“Right she doesn’t have a physical form”

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GETTING USED TO

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It’s been a couple weeks since you arrived in Teyvat your mother keeping you company most of the time and surprisingly nothing bad has happened yet.

“Y/N dear, do you want to talk to someone?”

“I’m talking to you and your the one always talking”

“ I meant as in another person”

Wait, talk to person from Teyvat, what if they try to kill me or hold a public execution or make me dance to death or take my toes and feed them to me as meatballs and take my take after.

Interacting with someone could be quite troublesome because of the horrible treatments to Violet’s ’ imposters ’. You were hesitant to Teyvat’s dangerous suggestion.

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure nothing happens to you, I promise”

Teyvat said that right in your head but it felt warm, it felt new comfortable and a little fuzzy, so you smiled for Teyvat and only Teyvat.

“Thanks, you’ve been watching over me since the day I came here and I don’t really know what I would have done if it weren’t for you, I’d probably be dead if you weren’t with me so when you get a physical form I’ll try my best to return everything you’ve done for me”

You can hear can hear Teyvat was in shambles from your words, you giggled from her reaction not wanting to disturb her burning and replaying your words in her head you teleport to the waypoint just outside of Mondstat waiting for Teyvat to stop fan-girling over you.

You decide on who you were going to interact with first but your best candidate was Timmie so you look over the bridge where he usually feeds his pigeons there he was but there was also a woman on the entrance of the bridge with a parasol on her hand.

She looks like she was waiting for someone she was able to grab Mother’s attention.

“Oh look it’s Selena she’s waiting for us”

“You know her?”

“Well we never talked but she knows of your arrival and me in your head and Violet”

“HUH?! Care to elaborate here”

“Well years before your arrival Violet already found you an envoy to help you around Teyvat”

“Why didn’t she just choose this Selena person”

“Well she’s just playing favorites”

You sighed and slowly approached the woman under the parasol scared that she might pull out a weapon and take your fingers, Mother tried to calm you down knowing Selena cannot harm you because her main purposes was healing so she cannot attack.

“H- h- hi”

“Greetings Your Grace it is pleasure to be at your presence, my name is Selena and I will be escorting you through wherever you wish in Teyvat, wether it is in Liyue or Shneznayan diplomatic issues to medical information I can be of use however I maybe more weight on the battlefield, I will be at your care”

She hands over the parasol to you as a present, for some reason it reminded you of Violet but you just let it slide and carried the parasol over your head and Selena’s.

“It’s very hot today so it’s best you also get some shade and some water”

“Thank you for your hospitality your grace”

“Please drop the "your grace” title, it feels odd"

“Very well, what shall I call you then”

“Just call me Y/N”

“I see then Y/N, where shall we go”

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Selena was a huge asset to your adventure, she should literally do everything for you she even helped you navigate to Liyue borders (which was harder than you thought) and even left mondstat with you.

“You’re leaving Mondstat with me?”

“Yes, I will accompany you across Teyvat”

“Huh”

“Y/n y/n y/n can I talk to her please”

“About what exactly?”

“Just a few things about Liyue”

“Ok then, Selena can you come over her for a second Mother wants to talk to you”

“I see. What does she wish to talk about”

“Something about Liyue”

She nods and mother instructed you to gently raise your hand to Selena’s forehead for her to talk to her.

After a few minutes of Mother and Selena’s private conversation Selena looked slightly worried and you start wondering if Mother decided to threaten Selena for her hangout around you too much and wanted some of your time for herself and then their conversation stops and Selena lifts her head and suggested to but some sort of vail on top of your head so nobody knows about you, worried about the torture that could happen so you agreed.

You stoped by Wangshu Inn to get some supplies and food (food ya mean cuisine) and a room for you to sleep. Selena ordered some Golden shrimp balls, Jueyun chilli and a sweet madame, you savoured every bite being your first meal with meat (you’ve became vegan since u got here not knowing how to kill stuff).

You knocked out cold after sleeping on itchy grass for so long, Selena shared the same room and noticed an unsettling aura nearby and she was familiar of what it was, the adeptus the watched over Guili Plains fro centuries, she quickly woke you up to leave but he was already in the room.

“Hand over the Imposter you traitor”

“Over my dead body”

As a fight was about to begin a bright light appeared between them and it proceeded to expand its light the next thing the adeptus knew they were gone, he has failed to defend their graces honor.

When you woke up you were what looks like an abandoned shine atop of the highest mountain of Qingce village, Selena was restless from whatever happened last night so you decided not to disturb her.

Outside came a silhouette that felt familiar but you didn’t know who that person was as she came close Deja vu hit you like truck but it was too early to assume that-

“So you guys got away from Xiao? Best find a better hideout this place is pretty obvious”

A woman emerged from the silhouette, she had long blonde hair tied to a bun and was wearing white sparkly hanfu with an opaque vail in hand but what she said confirmed your suspicion, she was your Aunt Violet, miss mysterious and dragged you to a fantasy land.

“YOU THINK TEYVAT IS A FANTASY LAND I’ll take it as a compliment and don’t to your aunt like that”

“It’s alright I don’t mind”

“My lady you have arrived my apologies that I have failed to protect Their grace”

“As long as Y/N is fine I will overlook the situation”

“ Aunt Violet it’s been a while, why are you here?”

“To check up on you guys and take brake OH!! I almost forgot, here”

She hands you a bag and when you looked inside it there it was in all its glory YOUR PHONE, along with your tablet and laptop with their chargers and a weird thingy.

“That thingy is a solar powered power bank that will charge your phone, tablet and, laptop. I figured you would want them back”

Thank you god for such mercy and glory, I will never complain about anything anymore

“Yay you got your stuff back”

Jumping with joy that you finally got you stuff back, no reception but still TECHNOLOGY IN YOUR GRASP hahahahahahaahahaha!!!!!!!!!!

After months with no entertainment other than Mother stuck in your head, you can listen to your saved songs, watch your saved Tiktoks, “wait can Mother and Selena even catch the humor in these Tiktoks, Violet probably gets these but-”

“Oooooo what are Tiktoks?”

“Uuuuuuummmmm- how do I say this, lets just say their for entertainment purposes”

“Ah interesting”

“Y/n, my lady pardon my intrusion but may I ask what do these things do?”

“Oh my, these are some of the many things that Y/n’s world has made, their world has made many things that what they call a scientific breakthrough, very commendable”

“You sound like you just found that out”

“Hey! I just made it sound like that so they’d understand”

“Violet I require a puppet vessel immediately, I will take vengeance upon that foolish yaksha that has forsaken my child” mother said in a somewhat eerily friendly tone

“Eh! Already but-”

“How can I protect my sweet beloved child from those hypocrites from their head!!”

“Isn’t that a little too sudden, surely you could wait a little more”

“NO MY SWEET PEA CANNOT BE TOUCHED BY THOSE SO-CALLED ACOLYTES HANDS!!!”

“My lady may I ask maybe if there were a faster way to help Y/n’s condition”

“Uhh-”

“See Vi even your envoy agrees with me”

“I don’t think that’s what she meant”

“But some deformations could happen if the puppets body isn’t strong enough-”

“I DON’T CARE, IM MAKING HIM SUFFER 10x WORSE THAN THAT KARMA HE ALREADY HAS”

“Fine but may take at least a month to help get used to it even with the deformity”

“The sooner the better”

“Wow Mother’s acting out of character with this tantrum and I’m supposed to be the child”

“Well there’s no stopping her now cuz the last time she was mad… well she… Uhhh… You don’t wanna know”

“Now I’m curious about what happened”

“Ah and before I wanted to give you guys a lil something, lemme just take Teyvat out first”

“HEY!!”

Violet handed you and Selena one sword each, Selena’s sword looked very similar to Shinobu’s sword, stinger-like and a thick sheath. Yours looked much like Mitsuri’s, a flexible and whip-like blade.

“I’ll be leaving 2 puppets to train you two individually so you can learn how to fight and not die from of the 7 nations attempt to pursue you two”

Violet left and you were transported to a remote area at the foot of a mountain with what looked like an abandoned mansion but it was still in good condition.

However when Xiao arrived at the abandoned shrine you and the others were gone, he failed his mission to glorify the Divine Creator’s name, a sin that can never be forgiven.

“Welcome Y/n- sama, Lady Violet has instructed us to train you both in your reserved breathing techniques”

(I put sama cuz I dunno how to make it gn)

“Lady Selena will be trained in the Insect Breathing technique and Y/n will be trained in the Love Breathing technique.”

You were shocked on the two children behind jumpscaring you like that and Selena was poker faced the whole time but her body jolted from the surprising orders of Violet’s puppets.

“Hold on a second, breathing styles exist?”

The two puppets nodded in agreement.

“Do we start now?”

“Yes”

1 YEAR LATER

Selena has mastered the insect breathing and he speed, agility and mobility increased drastically and your natural strength (that came with the puppet body) had heighten to the brim.

It was unnatural for an entire year without Mother even if you’ve only been talking to her for a few months

After watching Demon Slayer with Selena on your break you were interrupted by a young boy with a tall woman and she was very tall you could compare her to Slenderman, she also had long curly green hair with an intimidating gaze.

“Hey it’s been a while”

“That child sounded like-”

“Good Afternoon Master”

“You have trained them well, thank you”

“V- Violet?! Is dat you? And why are you a child”

“Stealth my dear, Stealth”

“Yeah with Lady Dimitrescu the second here”

Before Violet could say anything the tall woman picked you up and hugged the shit out of you which felt like something Mother would do-

The it hit you Lady D the second was Mother and the freakishly tall height was the deformity, that made sense and was probably what Violet was about to say.

Mother was on her knees to get down to your level of height as she was about to say something age saw you in the brink of tears trying not to cry and Selena at the corner looked like she was about to ball her eyes out, Mother just hugged you gently as you cry like there’s no tomorrow but still trying to hold back tears because you didn’t want your first memory of holding your otherworld mother to be a crying mess. Violet was letting Selena cry her eyes out on her.

———————–

After the emotional drama that happened you asked Violet some questions that revolved around your head for some time while Mother was stroking your hair with you on her lap

“Alright, I need you to answer a few questions”

“Very well, however only for 5 minutes”

“ Wah! Whatever you say, Why do we have to learn breathing techniques when you gave me a multi element vision? I’m not complaining tho”

“Well I allowed you two to learn breathing techniques so it’ll enhance the elements from the techniques so you have more chances of taking out multiple people with visions”

“Ok but why didn’t Mother get a physical human body until just recently?”

“She asked for one just 5 years ago so…”

“Then how about my body?”

“The both of your bodies were made differently because yours was made for a human soul but Teyvat’s was made for an entire will of this world so her body needed a longer process”

“How long exactly?”

“10 years”

“Then-”

Violet was looks little distracted from your conversation so decided to get to the point because she probably needed somewhere to go.

“Ok I’ll get straight to the point, other than just a child for Mother what exactly do you need me here?”

Mother was surprised at the question, she started to frantically wonder if she wasn’t a good mother and you wanted to go back to your home world or you just no longer wanted to be her child, she stopped stroking your hair from fear of you getting annoyed from her or when you liked her better when she wasn’t physically annoying, she was on the verge of tears from those thoughts.

“Don’t get me wrong I love it here, like Mother, Selena and the little children I can talk to outside the main cities but why am I wanted from just my looks? Or there is someone that.. you know, on a high horse that ain’t there’s?”

Mother was relieved to hear that you were just confused from Violet’s lack of explanation and really did care about her and the whole of Teyvat (except for the “you getting wanted” stuff) and those worrying thought were just over exaggerations.

You noticed her tears were falling down to your hair, you were quick to comfort her to whatever she was crying about.

“Well to answer your question lets just say there’s an idiot who claimed to be the god of Teyvat because of some easy won luck”

“Whoever that is seems to be more than an idiot telling people that their ‘GOD’ but what’s really surprising is that-”

“THEY ACTUALLY BELIEVE THEM”

“The people of Teyvat seem DUMBER than how I purposely made them”

“Mother what do you think about your people”

“Humanity is evolving, but backwards and everyday they just stray further away from god”

You couldn’t help but giggle at what Mother said, that touch of comedy and when you looked back at Violet she was gone.

“Damn she could have told me times up”

———————

A few hours pass after Violet left and You wanted to catch up Mother on what happened but you expected her to already know.

You and Selena sat next to Mother like a lil of pile of meat and bones, you snuggled closer to Mother but you noticed something unsettling.

“SHE SLEPT WITH HER EYES OPEN”

But you tried to ignore it and went back to sleep as if you saw nothing but it felt like you were looks at a corpse with their eyes open.

When dawn arrived the two puppets came to alert you that an intruder has been found in the premises but you were in a deep sleep from your traumatizing meeting with the grim reaper last night so Selena took action and left Mother to protect you.

She arrived at the last place the intruder was spotted and found a certain ginger headed Shneznayan that seemed looking for a fight.

“The rumors surrounding this place seems false from what I’ve seen, there aren’t even any hilichurls here”

“Pardon my intrusion but I must ask of your intentions of this place”

“Ah are you also here from the rumors”

“Rumors?”

“You know that this place gives a chilling vibe, that of which surpasses Wuwang Hill”

“I see”

“It’s quite the hot topic in Liyue and Sumeru, it’s impressive you haven’t heard of it”

“Hmm well thank you for the information but I ask that you leave this place, and tell none of this conversation”

“I would but I’m looking for a challenge at the moment so what about a little fight with you and me, if you win I’ll leave but if I win you need to tell about this place”

He has spotted Selena’s weapon from her waist and assumed she was able to fight with it.

“Very well, if it means they are safe I will duel with you”

The ginger smirked and summoned his hydro blades and thrusted towards her at full speed, as he continues to slash his opponent she kept dodging in a clam matter, Selena was purposely dodging to get a feel of the ginger’s fighting style.

Selena saw an opening so she backed up and jumped at and incredibly high height that no amateur fighter could jump and unsheathed her blade to reveal a needle like sword unbuilt to cut, the ginger thought she was an easy target but then she said:

Dance of the Butterfly: Caprice

Then in an instant he wan in an illusion with a kaleidoscope of butterflies and one landed on his finger then the next thing he felt was a sting in mulch vital parts in his body in a split second then he was knocked out cold.

When he woke up he saw a tall woman at the corner of his eye, incredibly tall that no human could be as tall as her and she was giving him a look that said ’ why the fuck are you here ’ then one of the puppets entered the room but the ginger mistook them for a child.

“Uhm excuse me but is there a white haired girl with a ponytail and caries a peculiar sword”

“You must mean Lady Selena, she is currently busy at the moment and does not wish to be distributed”

Then the child gave him some food and left while the tall woman was still at the same spot but looked calmer than before and approached the Shneznayan.

“You must be apart of the 11 idiot harbingers”

“D- did she just insult the fatui”

“Pleas to not misunderstand, from my knowledge fatui means idiot does it not?”

“I don’t really know what fatui means but certainly doesn’t mean idiot, wait did she just ream my mind”

“Worry not Ajax, I do not wish to be on bad terms”

The tall woman said that in a joking matter so the ginger didn’t take her words seriously then caught someone peaking from the he door.

“Who’s that at the door? And how did she know my name”

“Ah sorry to interrupt but I need Mother for a sec”

“Ofcourse is there anything you need?”

“A lil something happened and I need you”

----------------

As you walked around your backyard wanting some new adventure you opened the parasol given to you be Selena to get some shade while you walk and then the sudden thought of wanting to go to Fontaine came into mind.

In an instant you were suddenly crowded with people dressed in clothing you were not familiar with in the game, you were confused and embarrassed since you were only wearing your pajamas and carried your sword on your other hand then you wanted to go back to Mother and suddenly you were in Mother’s arms while she was looking for you.

“Darling where have you been? You suddenly disappeared from my view!”

“Fontaine”

“What were you doing there? and how did you get there so fast?”

“I dunno”

Selena walks in the room from eavesdropping on them and explained what may have happened, at least what she thought happened.

“So the parasol is able to teleport to anywhere you wish as long as you are familiar with it in any way”

“So this is from Violet I assume”

“Ye, she let use it for the time being”

“So I can go wherever I want?”

“In Teyvat”

“So I can go back there or go to Shneznaya”

“I guess so”

And in an instant you opened the parasol and disappeared which sent Mother to panic mode where you were in Shneznaya in pajamas, yes you were freezing like a naked monkey in the snow so went back to Fontaine instead.

So this Fontaine, very fancy and expensive looking while you looked homeless in the streets. You hid in an alleyway where you found some decent clothes hanging out to dry so you stole them and dried them with your anemo powers. You looked presentable enough to the public but we’re a little guilty of taking such comfy clothes.

A mischievous smirk was drawn on your face and your first thought was

“Maybe I could go for some Fontaine styled cuisine”

But you realized… you don’t have mora, your stomach grumbles from your shattered hopes of eating a macaron so you walked around the streets with a defeated expression but then you bumped into someone with a stern and stoic look.

“Oh Sorry about that”

“HALT!”

That tone put you up guard and thought this is where your probably gonna die because they found the imposter but when you turned to look at who you bumped into those thoughts increased ten fold when you saw the woman you bumped into. Deep blue streaks at the end of her hair, fanciest Fontaine clothing you saw yet but no guards are her, so you did the Wis thing to do. Run

“WAIT GET BACK HERE!!”

You used your breathing to get away faster but you remembered about the parasol so you opened it and suddenly she grabbed you from your wrist but it was too late you both were already transported to your mansion.

She was baffled of what just happened, chasing a mysterious figure to receive justice then the surroundings change into a peaceful mansion near a mountain. After all that happened you invited her to the mansion.

When you entered everything that was in place in the mansion looked liked a storm blew through so you were embarrassed by inviting an archon to your house looking like this.

“IS YOUR HOUSE ALWAYS LIKE THIS?”

“No, it was fine this morning, they were probably panicking that I was gone for an hour”

“HMM”

Then Mother and Selena burst through the hallway with the puppets trying to calm the down.

“DARLING WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? YOU WERE GONE FOR AN HOUR AND WE THOSE YOU WERE IN SHNEZNAYA SO WE WENT THERE AND YOU WErent there and.. and…”

“Don’t worry, I was in Fontaine where I bumped into her”

You pointed to your guest that was confused about the entirety of what just happened.

“Fontaine? And who’s clothes are you wearing”

“Stole them”

“You stole WHAT!!”

“Not now we’re busy”

“c'mon she’s a guest why don’t we explain a little so she could understand”

“And if she doesn’t?”

“We put her to sleep so she thinks this is a dream”

“Wut”

You explain to her about Violet, the god in the scriptures was another puppet and Mother was Teyvat waiting to cut off her head if she doesn’t reconcile and that you were from another world inside Violet’s puppet body along with Teyvat but she was being an impatient child and got an abnormal height disability and blah blah blah…

She was still processing what you said so Selena offered some tea and you tested it first to make sure she didn’t put poison in it, and it wasn’t.

“There is a possibility you are lying but that sounds too… wild to be made up and you don’t really have any proof”

“True, but the only thing I can prove that is real is that I am in a puppet body and our caretakers are also puppets” you pointed at them peeking through the doorway

“And it’s not like I can just summon Violet here because she said she does really like interacting with mortals with a title God but she still makes effort to go talk to them”

“Aren’t you underestimating me too much”

“AAAAaaahhhhh!!!”

Violet pops out behind you but she had a more… revealing clothing than usual but she had a reason for it, she intended to look like the way her puppet was drawn in the murals so she would have the perfect of her.

“I mean you didn’t have to wear clothes like that tho”

“Haha.. I thought you would need help convincing the god of judgement, she could help you in court and the other Archons”

“So she really is the Hydro Archon”

She fell down on her knees and begged with all her being for apologies that she had doubted her prophecy and the words of your puppets. You were insulted that she called you a puppet but Selena was more insulted that she didn’t even mention her in the apologies but Mother just glared at her like she was a stain that wouldn’t wipe off of her house.

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DNA| Sec.80 high power-chapter 9

A/N: Honestly I meant to put this out way earlier but i forgot! We are almost done with season one! This chapter features an unlikely duo.

TW: Blood, violence,slight gore

The night sky swirled into obscurity as Rhaella lay naked in the grass. The trees towering overhead shielded her from the soft beams of moonlight.

It was another dream. An occurrence she had grown used to. The unanswered questions had become common, leaving her frustrated and unsatisfied.

There was a certain freedom, being confined to her mind this way. Rhaella stood to her feet, leisurely walking through the forest.

“Follow my voice.” The sound hissed, passing her by.

Like many times before, she had no choice but to follow.

Rhaella found herself at the edge of a cliff, staring the water down. She wondered if she jumped at this very moment, would she wake?

“You wake when I allow it.” The voice whispered again.

Rhaella sat herself, legs dangling off the edge. She could feel its presence. Whatever it was. Despite this fact, she did not feel ashamed of her nakedness.

“Quite presumptuous of you, placing commands onto me,” Rhaella said.

It was a back-and-forth they had engaged in. It would shrill riddles and prophecies that Rhaella couldn’t even pretend to understand.

“Tell me something,” Rhaella said. Her voice was distant, she already knew what the outcome would be.

“You have invaded my thoughts, for reasons unknown to me,” Rhaella said, bringing her knees to her chest.

“Tell me, have I gone mad?”

The voice gave a low chuckle. Rhaella could feel its misty aura pass over her body, oddly enough she found it comforting.

“Perhaps.” The voice said in wicked irony.

“It may be that you were born this way.” It said.

Rhaella rolled her eyes at Its musings. She had become accustomed to it.

“You’ve given that boy a portion of your soul.” It buzzed. Maybe it was her mind turning against her, but the voice had switched to a lighter tone.

Rhaella scoffed. Even in her unconscious, she could not escape the stigma.

“What now?” She asked. Her fingers raked through the strands of her hair at the memory of Aemond. He hadn’t held back, the repressed lust had spread like a sickness, infecting them both.

Rhaella smiled. “I suppose you think I'm a whore.”

The voice gave a hum of contemplation.

“Love is the mind-killer.” It said.

Love? Is this how it is to be? Filled with the musings of some spirit or other as she continued to fall deeper into her desire?

It was equal parts unpleasant and enthralling.

“I need not your opinion, I don’t even know what you are. Rhaella responded.

Then she felt it. Disembodied arms wrapped around, engulfing her. They had no particular feeling.

“Oh Rhaella, but I know what you are.” It whispered into her ear.

Rhaella’s head tilted, curiosity peaked. This conversation felt familiar, but the meaning was compromised.

“What am I?” She said.

“Mine.”

It must’ve been well into noon when Rhaella awoke.

Heaps of her curls surrounded her face as she sat up in bed. Her whole body ached, causing her to wince.

Why hadn’t any of the maids come? Typically they made a big show of opening the blinds and preparing her clothes.

No matter, there was a more pressing issue at hand. Rhaella pulled the white sheet from her body to reveal the crimson red that permeated through.

Proof of what she had done. What they had done.

Rhaella’s eyes darted across the room for a moment. A hiding place. She landed on the wardrobe. Someone would find the sheets eventually, but not after she was long gone.

Her feet found purchase on the cold tile. It wasn’t even for a full second before her knees buckled, stumbling to the floor.

It was as if her body was screaming for her to feel shame.

Balling up the linens, she shoved them inside the deepest parts of the wardrobe.

It had been some time and handmaidens had not yet entered. Deciding to dress herself, Rhaella slipped on the dress Helaena had given her. The gorgeous purple silks hid the slightly reddened bruises around her thighs and waist.

Then there was the issue with her hair. Curses were let loose and Rhaella struggled against the tangles.

The end result was somewhat presentable. Rhaella had wished her hair was loced like Rhaena or her grandfather.

Rhaella’s stomach rumbled in protest. She would make it a point to visit the kitchens first.

Her hand slid over the door’s handle. The knob would not budge, despite Rhaella’s efforts.

She tried again. Then once more, followed by several futile attempts thereafter.

Confusion etched itself onto her brow. There wasn’t a possibility that she locked herself in.

Perhaps one of the guards made a mistake.

Rhaella raised her fists, pounding on the wooden door.

“Hello?” She called out. “Is anyone there?”

Her fists continued to beat the door, leaving nothing but echoes.

Rhaella reluctantly took her hands away from the door. She couldn’t place it,but something wasn’t right.

Pressing her ear against the door, she listened in for...anything at this rate.

Silence. There were no footsteps or voices to be heard.

Something was entirely wrong. Rhaella tried to recall the night before, nothing odd had stood out.

She remembered the way Ser Criston Cole was short with her, but she figured it was due to her disrespect of the queen during the past week.

Her grandmother. Rhaella had walked through the main halls before entering her own room and had not seen her.

Rhaella’s breath quickened. Was there something she had missed? Her mind raced with all the possibilities of what could be going wrong at this moment.

Rhaella paced back and forth in the room, arms crossed anxiously.

The king was most likely dead, that could be the reason for the silence.

But would she not have been informed? And why the locked door?

Rhaella walked over to the window in the room, the view was nothing but cobbled streets. It was quite a ways down, she’d surely break her legs should she try to escape.

The creak of the old door interrupted Rhaella’s contemplation.

But it was not a maid she was met with.

It was Ser Otto Hightower.

Rhaella was surprised to see him of all people. However, she maintained a level of composure so as to not reveal her worry.

Slow and steady.

“Ser Otto?” Rhaella said. “What has happened?”

Otto walked further into the room, Rhaella's eyes darted to the slightly ajar door.

If she was quick about it, escape was a possibility. But then there were guards to worry about.

That was of no consequence though, Otto shut the door behind him.

“Lady Rhaella.” Otto greeted. He carried an air of pleasantry.

As if he’d won something.

“What is the matter?” Rhaella asked. She attempted to conceal the anxiety in her voice.

Otto paused for a moment. He watched Rhaella’s unwavering posture.

He was not fooled, unfortunately for her.

“There has been... an unprecedented event,” Otto said.

“The king has passed, hasn’t he?” Rhaella said sharply, leaving no room for questioning.

Otto folded his hands in front of him, nodding.

“It is unfortunate, but yes his grace has passed.”

Rhaella’s mind raced, unable to focus on one single thought.

Ser Otto was not here simply to inform. No, there must be more.

So she would rip it from him, slowly.

“I never had the privilege of truly knowing him,” Rhaella said, her head bowing slightly.

“However.” Rhaella continued. “The king was my uncle, I do not see why I needed to be locked in my chambers.”

Otto sighed. “ We had much to prepare.”

Rhaella’s eyes squinted at the word. Prepare?

“Ser Otto,” Rhaella said. Her voice had turned cold, void of emotion.

“You did not come here to inform me of the king,” Rhaella stated.

Ser Otto attempted to speak but was cut off. Rhaella was far from done.

“Choose your next words carefully ser, as I have been confined to this room for some time,” Rhaella said.

Otto’s mouth lifted into a slight smirk. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bell.

Rhaella’s sharp eyes tracked his movement as he placed it on the table.

“It’s a curious trick you do,” Otto spoke.

“One moment, you are a quiet girl.” Otto’s head tilted slightly in analysis.

“But then, you open your mouth and suddenly it’s your father I see.”

Her father? Were her words not her own?

“What is this?” Rhaella blurted out. She had grown tired of it all.

“You are being presented with a choice.” Otto gestured to the bell.

“Choice?” Rhaella asked.

“The king’s dying wish was that Prince Aegon should succeed him,” Otto said.

Rhaella took a step back, in pure disbelief. Aegon and succession should not be spoken in the same sentence. For many a reason.

“Do you think me an idiot?” Rhaella snapped.

“No, you have always been much more perceptive than others.” Ser Otto said.

“The king declared Princess Rhaenyra his heir, she is to be queen,” Rhaella said.

“He spoke his will unto the queen Alicent in his last breath,” Otto said.

Rhaella’s words fell stuck in her throat.

What sort of fuckery is taking place here? And why is she in it?

“It is of no consequence what you think,” Otto said.

It never was.

“Bend the knee to Aegon, the rightful king of the Seven Kingdoms,” Otto stated. His tone had shifted to conviction.

She would do no such thing.

Instead, Rhaella gave a lofty smile.

“I am my father’s daughter, am I?” She said.

“You know full well what my answer is.”

Ser Otto nodded his head, expectantly.

“You will remain here until you’ve changed your mind.”

Rhaella could feel her composure ripping at the seams.

“Ring the bell when you have decided.” Ser Otto said.

With his words lingering in the air, Otto turned to leave.

“Wait!” Rhaella said.

Otto paused to face her.

“What of my grandmother?” Rhaella asked.

Ser Otto smiled. “ Both you and her will remain here for the time being.”

Otto closed the door behind him.

Rhaella swiftly walked toward the table, where the bell was placed.

It gleamed from the sun’s rays, almost mockingly.

In a fit of frustration, Rhaella hurled the bell at the closed door.

Fuck that stupid bell.

She was stuck here. Indefinitly it seemed.

There was no escape for her and no help would be coming.

Through the fog of her panic, Rhaella had another thought.

Had Aemond known? He couldn’t possibly stand for this.

Rhaella knew Aemond had no love for Rhaenyra, but he could certainly agree that Aegon was not suited for the throne.

She required clarity. She required him.

.......

In the long hours that followed, Rhaella could sense her sanity slipping from her being. She had been staring up at the high ceiling for what seemed like forever.

She played out multiple scenarios of what would happen to her. Rhaella was sure she would not be touched, nor would her grandmother.

Rather, they would have her rot to death.

A knock at the door cut through her musings.

Whoever had come was not her saving grace.

“Rhaella?” Queen Alicent called softly.

Standing up from the bed, Rhaella stared at Alicent wordlessly.

Alicent tried to offer a smile but was met with a blank stare from Rhaella’s violet eyes.

“I understand you may be confused at the moment,” Alicent said.

Confused? A plummeting understatement.

“What have you done?” Rhaella said.

“I am acting on the former kings’ command,” Alicent said.

“So, it appears you are not only a liar, but an usperer as well.” Rhaella snided.

Alicent grimaced at Rhaella’s words. She came close, grabbing her hands.

“It is better to not disrupt the realm, I only can guide it to peace,” Alicent said.

Rhaella jerked her hands away from Alicent in disgust.

“You guide the realm to war,” Rhaella said angrily.

It was preposterous that the queen thought that Princess Rhaenyra would accept this.

“I am doing what is best for the realm.” Queen Alicent responded. Her voice wavered slightly, her judgment was toothless.

“Ser Otto has informed me of your terms,” Rhaella said, eyes darting from the queen and back to the door.

Queen Alicent toyed with her hands, carefully considering her words.

“ I have come to offer you new ones,” Alicent said after a while.

Rhaella’s eyebrows furrowed. There was nothing more to be said. She would not bend the knee.

“I know that you care deeply for Aemond,” Alicent said.

Rhaella felt herself turn cold, although she was hardly surprised. The queen had been dangling her own emotions over her head like a guillotine.

“ You could marry him, and spend the rest of your days here in the Red Keep.”

Rhaella did not honor the queen with an answer. She feared the next words uttered would be curses.

“I’ve known you to always be disregarded to the side.” Alicent continued.

“Your own father ignores you in favor of the princess, you are a stranger in your own home.”

Rhaella couldn’t deny that the observation stung. It only reaffirmed her own thoughts.

The queen need not know that, however.

“My son is most happy at your side, the both of you would be a fitting match.”

A thought occurred to Rhaella. She had been a fool, and not for the first time.

“So why not send him to speak to me?” Rhaella asked. Her mind was clear now.

“I came here on his behalf.” Alicent insisted.

Quite an earnest liar she was.

“Does he even know I’m being held here?” Rhaella questioned.

The queen’s silence was deafening. There was her answer.

Rhaella stepped closer to Alicent, eye to eye. The queen held her ground but the slight shrink back did not escape Rhaella’s predatory gaze.

“You seem confused your grace,” Rhaella said, her voice, menacing.

“No amount of care I have for your son would make me turn against my own family,” Rhaella said.

Alicent’s eyes widened. This was not the small girl she had kept under watch all that time ago.

No. Rhaella Targaryen was a beast, evolving before the queen’s very eyes.

“So, run to your sept and kneel to your Gods,” Rhaella said.

“Pray that my family does not answer you with fire and blood.”

The Queen Alicent’s mouth was agape. Her eyes searched Rhaella’s, hoping for a hint of feebleness.

There was none—only the swirling of something dark.

“Very well,” Alicent said. And just like her father, she too left the chamber, shutting and locking the doors behind her.

Alone again, once more. All those threats she threw and what came of it?

Rhaella dropped to the ground, eyes rimmed with tears. It mattered not if Aemond knew of her confinement.

He blindsighted her. All the speak of desiring something bigger than himself was clearer than ever to her.

There would be no exploring the seven kingdoms on dragon back together. No more stolen glances or lingering touches.

Aemond did not simply desire a dragon. He craved revenge, undeniable power.

This was the man she had given herself to. Rhaella was unsure what horrified her more. The fact that she could see his reasoning or the fact that her heart still longed to speak with him.

Love was indeed the mind-killer.

The day turned to evening as Rhaella remained confined to the room. She had food nor water at her disposal and it was beginning to take effect.

She needed to escape. Somehow.

Rhaella ripped through the little belongings she had brought with her, looking for something that might assist her.

An object near the bed caught her eye. Dropping to her hands and knees, she went to retrieve it.

A sturdy stick no larger than an ordinary dagger. Rhaella fiddled with it methodically.

Rhaella dragged the stick back and forth against the whetted edge of the bed.

Distress morphed into persistence as she continued. The wood soon peeled back, forming a point comparable to that of a knife.

It must suffice.

“The next person,” Rhaella mumbled to herself. She sat at the side of the door, in animalistic hyperfocus.

Whoever dared come through the door next would become a corpse.

Rhaella had never killed before, not even a bug. However, she could feel that same misty aura, the one from her dreams. It was guiding her, encouraging her to fight.

Pressing against the side wall, Rhaella listened for anything.

Her efforts were not in vain. Padded footsteps could be heard outside the door.

She would aim for the chest.

Slowly, the door opened as a figure stepped inside.

Briskly, Rhaella tackled the body to the floor, shank raised in hand.

It was Talya, the queen’s handmaid.

“Please, wait I’m here to help!” Talya squealed.

Rhaella hesitated, contemplating. Talya had grown to be a great annoyance to her, always around every corner.

But to take her life? All the dark courage Rhaella had summoned quickly fizzled out.

She, who had no dragon, no tangible aspirations. Could she really take a life?

Rhaella drew her weapon to the side, keeping Talya’s body on the ground.

“Explain quickly, lest I change my mind,” Rhaella said.

Talya, in a panic, fumbled her words before straining out something coherent.

“I am here on behalf of Astris and the white worm,” Talya said, panicked eyes shifting to the wooden dagger.

“Astris?” Rhaella said, eyes blinking in perplexion.

When she had left Pentos for Dragonstone, the lord offered her a handmaid as a parting gift.

Rhaella was sure it was just to please her father, however, when she caught the gaze of the black-haired beauty in front of her, everything fell silent.

Astris. A girl who had a strangeness equal to Rhaella herself. The two girls grew much and more fond of one another. It was when Astris was brushing Rhaella’s silver curls, they shared a kiss.

That had been many moons ago, as Astris was moved elsewhere.

For Talya to possess such knowledge of her, she must have been telling the truth.

“How do you know her?” Rhaella demanded. Her expression remained guarded.

“We are both spies for the White Worm, it was she who sent me to help you,” Talya explained.

Spy? White Worm? Rhaella reeled over the new information. She studied the frightened yet earnest expression on Talya’s face.

It was not as if Rhaella held many options in her grasp.

Rhaella carefully removed herself from Talya, allowing the maid to stand.

“Quickly, we do not have much time,” Talya said urgently. She walked to the wardrobe, pulling out a brown cloak.

Rhaella reluctantly accepted, pulling the hood over her head.

“My grandmother is still locked in her room, we must help her,” Rhaella said.

Talya grabbed Rhaella’s arm in assurance.

“She has already found help, Ser Arryk Cargyll is aiding her escape,” Talya said.

The two of them quietly stepped into the halls. Talya’s swift pace was one Rhaella followed suit. Although there was an endless stream of questions she wanted to ask, only one sentence left her.

“I’ll kill you if I find that you are lying,” Rhaella stated.

Talya paused for a moment, looking at Rhaella with an annoyed expression.

“I’m here risking my neck for you, why on earth would I lie?” Talya scoffed.

She had a point. It’s not as if they had ever been friendly, nor had Rhaella paid her any mind.

They arrived at Maegor’s holdfast, doing well to remain vigilant of others.

Talya opened a door, gesturing for Rhaella to follow. The tunnels underground were mostly dark, save for the mounted torches on the walls.

The way Talya strode cautiously yet confidently through the tunnels indicated to Rhaella that she had done this many many times before.

“I suppose it makes sense that you’re a spy, you’re always mousing around me,” Rhaella whispered.

Talya’s cheeks slightly flushed in embarrassment, the dark concealing the fact.

“You can be quite flippant I see” Talya hissed back. Rhaella simply shrugged.

“It’s not hard to wonder why the prince enjoys your company.”

Rhaella rolled her eyes at the comment. However, her retort was cut off by a loud boom that shook the tunnel.

Talya and Rhaella paused, glancing at each other. The source of noise must’ve been coming from the Dragon Pit.

“We must keep moving,” Talya said, grabbing Rhaella’s hand tightly.

They had nearly made it to the other side when a voice bellowed out, demanding them to stop.

“You two!” A guard shouted. Rhaella and Talya froze,not daring to move.

If they ran now, he would only follow. The guard approached them, drawing his sword.

Talya stepped in front, attempting to hide Rhaella’s face.

“What business do you have down here?” He asked.

“I am on an errand, by request of her grace the queen,” Talya said calmly.

“And you?” The guard called to Rhaella.

“I am..assisting her,” Rhaella mumbled lamely. Her eyes remained downcast as they’d be an obvious giveaway.

Pushing Talya to the side, the guard grabbed Rhaella roughly, snatching the hood off of her.

“Lady Rhaella?” The guard said. Rhaella’s eyes darted to Talya, who shared her expression of fear.

“You were not to leave your quarters, by order of the queen,” He said.

‘His neck, drive your steak into it.’ A voice hissed inside of her. The familiar dark presence from her dreams had taken lodging in her day consciousness it seemed.

Flashes of her dreams, the green fire, and the dark figure polluted her mind.

And all the repressed rage, fear, and sorrow she carried manifested in that very moment. Something feral overtook her, seething and ripping inside her body.

A righteous violence took root in her.

Drawing the wooden shank, Rhaella stabbed it into the guard’s neck.

The guard was wide-eyed as he fell to the floor, blood gurgling in his throat.

Rhaella’s eyes followed him to the ground.

‘Finish it.’

Rhaella pulled the dagger from the guard’s neck, only to plunge it into his trachea.

Again.

And again.

She could not stop. She would not stop. Rhaella’s grunts turned into a cry, formed from the deepest parts of her being.

“He’s dead, stop now!” Talya pleaded. She pulled Rhaella’s blood-soaked form from the guard.

Rhaella dropped her weapon to the ground as she let out heavy gasps. A certain rush perverted her blood. She looked down at the dark stains on the purple silks.

Talya dragged Rhaella to the ends of the tunnel, light giving way. There was no attempt to justify her actions and Talya dared not ask.

Had Rhaella’s actions been her own? She was not all sure. The whisper guided her,but it was her own hand that delieverd the blow.

She truly had gone mad. And her madness was now shared.

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I gave up minding my business okay so it turns out Sasha really was sus and sus maybe in a very bad demonic like Zenix way and obviously I’m not supposed to know this and i only know because I was checking out all the damage at the somewhat newly built houses while Lady Aphmau and the Meteli head guard were talking about Sasha and THE FUCKING NETHER?? I don’t even know. anyway I think Garroth has noticed my tend to see and hear things I shouldn’t and I literally don’t know HOW he’s caught on to me?? actually okay we did hang around each other a lot when Lady Aphmau was searching for Levins mom so I think he just caught onto my general shenanigans. I should really remember that he’s literally a head guard and like. good at his job. not just some helmet headed dork. in my defense it’s kinda hard to see him as a high and mighty guard when he’s still terrified every time he has to change a diaper but whatever. so yeah I was eavesdropping and I guess this helmet headed ass followed and scared the absolute shit out of me oh my god. there was just suddenly a chain mailed hand on my shoulder all like “And what exactly do you think you’re doing”. I swear I felt my soul leave my body.

Luckily the lady and the Meteli head guard were already walking off and their conversation was pretty much finished so they didn’t see or hear me or Garroth but. I was promptly dragged over to the babe house but it was depressingly empty and it looks more like a shack then a house honestly so he kinda paused and looked at me for a sec before sighing and instead dragging me up to Lady Aphmau’s house and dropping me with Zoey and Levin and leaving but not before telling me that sneaking and listening to things I shouldn’t was impolite. ugh.

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jaxteller87 · 2 months

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my little empath 4

teenage years

I had just rolled my wheelchair through the door of my mentor’s quaint little metaphysical shop. Located on the quieter side of downtown, it was a nice little place where she not only curated mystical wares but also offered insightful tarot readingsthat I’d grown accustomed to.

“Hey, Amber,” the older lady greeted me with a warm smile that always made me feel welcome. I know that’s how she greeted everyone, but something about the way she did it just made it feel magically personable.

“Hey, sweetheart. I know I’m a little early; I just couldn’t resist browsing the shop before our lesson for the week,” I explained. “There are just so many amazing things here; I could literally get lost for hours amongst all this great stuff,” I recalledhow the rain had unexpectedly soothed my empathic soul earlier that week.

“Of course, my dear, browse to your heart’s content,” Megan smiled. “How’s everything been since the last lesson?”

“Amazing! You know— it’s funny how certain practices seemed trivial until I tried them, especially after our conversations about empathy these past months,” I chuckled. I tuned out for a few seconds as my eyes became drawn to a shimmering crystal on the counter.

“That’s wonderful to hear, dear,” Megan replied.

“Thank you again for your patience these last few months,”I finally settled at the table and watched her as she gathered thetarot cards.

“No trouble at all, Amber. I’m always here for you,”Megan reassured me with her sparkling green eyes. “So, what’ll be?”

Opting for something light and playful, I asked her to inquire about the presence of a romantic soulmate in my life. It felt a bit weird— even corny, perhaps, but why not? They always say there’s someone out there for everyone; there’s a ton of fish in the sea, everybody has a soulmate— the list of romantic couple cliches goes on and on. Why not see if there was something in the universe’s master plan for me?

As Megan revealed the cards’, my jaw dropped to the floor. My soulmate was apparently someone with the last name Teller. How on earth could she know that after a few short lessons with me? I thought.

“Holy cow,” I exclaimed, utterly flabbergasted. “Forgive me for asking, but how did you manage to get a name? I’venever so much uttered a word about him or our situation,” I genuinely could not believe it. It was at that moment that I realized Megan possessed an extraordinary gift—an innate ability to uncover the hidden truths of the universe. She spoke words that resonated with my innermost being, confirming what my heart had quietly known all along.

With my mind literally blown over the revelation, I was on cloud nine. I couldn’t stop asking her about how she came up with his name— I knew I sounded like a broken record. The crazy thing was when I got here this morning, I was excited, but I couldn’t wait to leave to see Jax. Now that I’m here and the cat’s out of the bag, I feel like gossiping to Megan about how right she was. However, I had plans, and she had customers, so I thanked her a few more dozen times, and then I purchased somestones and incense before heading home.

Later, in the comfort of my room, I had just laid out my purchases and was going to start examining them before adding my new haul to the rest of the collection when I heard a knock at the door.”

“What’s got you grinning?” Teller asked with a smirk. Those eyes of his caught me off guard, and I momentarily flaked on how to respond.

“Uh, one sec—” I partially shut the door, careful not to slam it in his face. I quickly wheeled back over to my bed andconcealed my belongings. I know this spiritual stuff I was into is a popular hobby for a lot of people, but I know just as many think that it’s stupid. I knew Jax wouldn’t say anything to my face regarding the stones and tarot stuff, but I was still hesitant to share my private life with him as I didn’t know how he really felt about it deep down.

“What are you up to tonight?”

“Oh, nothing much,” I replied, shuffling everything back into the bag and hiding it under my pillow. “Aw, shit,” I whispered, realizing my whole room looked suspicious with all the stones and incense burners out.

“You okay in there? Something smells nice— is that— is that sandalwood?”

How the hell did he know what sandalwood smelled like?“Uh— actually, it’s Champa, but yeah, I’m fine- one second; I’ll be right there.” I probably wouldn’t be bringing him into my bedroom, not unless the love spell I was thinking of casting on him somehow subliminally worked (joking of course). Don’t be crazy, Amber, just through a blanket over it and join him in the living room already.

So, that’s what I did.

Many Years Later

I found myself in the living room of my childhood home when I stumbled upon a box filled with my spiritual relics—crystals and tarot decks from my teenage years. Back then, I immersed myself in these practices regularly, but as life unfolded, those hobbies gradually took a backseat to adulthood, as most things that brought us joy did.

However, recently, I started to play with the concept of trying to take my understanding of spiritualism to the next level.With my growing knowledge of empathy, I had come to believe that I no longer required the aid of crystals. Nonetheless, a smile tugged at my lips as I heard the familiar rumble of my husband’s motorcycle pulling into the driveway.

“There you are, my love,” he greeted me, spotting me surrounded by my rediscovered treasures in the living room.

“What’s all this?” he asked as he settled down beside me.

“You promise not to make fun of me?” I teased, shuffling the tarot cards in my hands.

“Scout’s honor,” he replied, picking up a shiny amethyst I always liked.

“Alright, one tarot reading coming up! But go easy on me. It’s been years,” I chuckled nervously, laying out the cards.

Taking a deep breath, I began the reading, each card revealing glimpses into the inner workings of Jax’s life— if you believe the cards, that is. “The Fool,” I announced, laying down the first card. “It seems you’re on the brink of a new journey, one filled with endless possibilities and untapped potential.”

He smirked, “The first card you pull on me is the Fool— that’s accurate enough right there.”

I laid out the next card in his reading: The Lovers. “This card signifies deep connections and choices. It seems there’s a profound bond in your life, one that brings harmony and unity.”

“Card two is the Lovers, huh?” Jax said, puffing out his bottom lip. Unless you’re rigging the deck, this is feeling specifically accurate— kind of creepy, too, if I’m being honest,” he chuckled.

“That’s how it works, my love.” Our eyes met briefly, and I felt my heart skip a beat. “And the final card, The Chariot. Here we have determination and victory,” I declared, “It appears you have the strength and willpower to overcome any obstacles that come your way.”

Silence lingered in the air as Jax absorbed the revelations. “Chariot—Harley. I mean, come on, did you get goosebumps too?” The excitement in his voice was real. He held his arm out next to mine, and it was riddled with bumps.

“Pretty crazy, isn’t it? Teenage Amber spent countless hours reading up and practicing this stuff. I don’t know why I ever gave it up.”

“Honey, thank you for this. Seeing you so passionate about something you believe in—it’s truly special. A little creepy that it was as accurate as it was— but remarkable nonetheless.”

As we reached the end of the reading, I glanced up to see tears glistening in his eyes. “Honey, don’t cry,” I comforted him, cupping his face in my hands and planting a gentle kiss on his forehead.

“I’m not,” he laughed, hastily wiping his cheeks, “You’re crying!” He let out a forced laugh to try and snap himself out of it.

“This stuff always fascinated me,” I kissed his head again and then started reshuffling the deck.

“You know,” he began, “seeing you light up with a passion for something is truly heartwarming. I just wish you felt comfortable sharing these parts of yourself with me back when we were kids.”

“Well, I guess I was apprehensive. I was afraid that if the word got out, everyone would think I was some sort of wannabe witch or something. I had enough bullshit to deal with— I didn’t need to go adding any more targets on my head if you know what I mean.”

“First of all— fuck anyone that prevents you from being yourself. I never would have thought that. I may be the rough and tough badass biker who lives the life of an action star, but you, Amber— you’re my hero.”

“Jesus, Teller,” I scoffed, “You want some butter to with that corny ass comment?”

“Yeah, that was kind of bad, wasn’t it?” Jax threw his head back and laughed loudly.

“It’s okay, babe; I still love you,” I leaned over and kissed his lips.

“So, did Donna know about this?” he asked.

“Oh, she most definitely did. I used to give her readings all the time. We made moon water, dandelion wine, mixed some potions, held seances, danced naked in the woods, and sacrificed some goats to the devil.”

“My little tarot card reader,” Jax smiled affectionately, “Wait— what was that last part?”

I laughed, “I’m kidding! We didn’t sacrifice any goats.”

“Not that,” he said, wearing a pervy grin, “the dancing naked part.”

#jax teller fanfiction #jax x oc #jax teller x disabled reader #jax teller

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lara-prisma-avm-ask-blog · 1 year

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Stickronpa Chapter 2 - Daily Life(Day 2)

*DING DONG BING BONG*

Monostick:"Good morning participants! It's now 7 am! Time to get up from your petty dreams and seize the day when you can!!"

-....-

-ok... I better see how the others are doing..."

-I got up feeling a pain in my back...-

-... how is Blue today..?-

-I got up and put on my hood and headed to the door opening it.-

Blue:"Second! Good Morning."

-Blue seemed calmer, he wasn't wearing his jacket.-

Second:"Good morning Blue... how are you...?"

Blue:"I ah... I'm doing fine... Yellow kind of kept me company last night..."

-I could see a blush on his face, I let out a laugh. These two need to start dating or this is going to get even more awkward.-

Blue:"But and you? Are you okay..?"

-I shut up a little but... Yeah, I was a little better...-

Second:"Yes, I'm fine yes... Still a little tired and down but... I'll be fine..."

Blue:"That's good... Let's go, the others must be waiting for us."

-I close my bedroom door and we both go to the cafeteria where the others were. Purple, Night and MT were coming out of the kitchen with some dishes. I guess they made breakfast today.-

Red:"Orange, your food looks great! Ah... That's not meat is it?"

Orange:"No, I know you're a vegetarian as I made you an organic breakfast."

-He said placing Red's gate on the table for him looking to the side.-

Night:"And here I thought you were the type not to cook food for others."

Orange:"I'm not heartless!"

Purple:"I've tasted his food! It's very good!"

-MT shuts up and crosses his arms with a cold but grateful expression, at least that's what I think...-

Blue:"Well, I'm starving, I want to eat now!"

-We sat at the table, I looked at the empty seat between me and Red... The place Green used to sit...-

-I felt a discomfort in my belly, I almost got up but I knew they would worry about me... and I didn't want that...-

-I ate trying to ignore the emptiness I felt, the lack of something that was missing, I didn't want to think about him... I won't think about anything..-

Chosen:"Are you feeling better Second Coming?"

Second:"A-ah!!? O-oh, It's j-just you Chosen..."

Chosen:"Did i scared you?"

Second:"No..."

Red:"What are you doing here Chosen?"

Chosen:"Nothing too important, I'm just checking a few things. Second, when you're done can you join me and Dusk in our investigation?"

Second:"Aaah..."

-I felt my hands shaking...-

Chosen:"You don't have to if you don't feel comfortable doing it..."

Second:"N-no! I will, I just... Ah..."

-I didn't know what to answer...-

Second:"D-don't worry okay? I'll come to you when I can."

-He said goodbye to me, he looked worried...-

-I continued to eat with the others. as always the food was good, it was a combination of toast, fruit and pancakes, some juice too. spending time with them made me quite calm...-

-It made me forget.... that...-

-Shit.... Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable, I almost felt a lack of appetite, my hands shook a little as I held a glass of orange juice.-

Red:"Sec..?"

-I looked at Red, his eyes full of concern almost penetrating my soul, and my heart.-

Second:"I-I'm fine Red...

-I forced the most forced smile I've ever done. I guess it wasn't very convincing...-

-He forced a serious face- that if an angry squirrel face is considered serious- and he got up from his chair and sat next to me.-

Red:"I don't like to see you upset! While I'll try to cheer you up today!"

-He put his fists on his hips with a look of determination. I felt my cheeks turn red as I felt the urge to laugh.-

Second:"Okay, okay, you can spend time with me for a bit. Your company is never unpleasant."

-I laughed, his smile was warm and sweet. I think I'm going to have diabetes with so much sweetness.-

-Half an hour later and we finish eating and leave the cafeteria. I decided to go to Chosen and Dusk as they asked me, they were on the second floor.-

-I hadn't seen this floor yet... It was the same size as the other but also spacious.-

Chosen:"Second, here!"

-Chosen was with Dusk in front of an elegant fountain in the middle of the huge space.-

Second:"So... Do you want to continue the investigation?"

Dusk:"Exactly. Yesterday while you were sleeping, we investigated this floor and found out about the Ultimate Labs.-

Second:"Ultimate Labs?"

Chosen:"It's these separate rooms with detailed doors, each lab feels like it was made for each of us based on our talents."

Dusk:"There's an art lab, I believe it's yours."

-They point to a lab with a double door with paint stains on it.-

Second:"I... I have an art lab??"

Chosen:"I believe that with each floor, they will fill the space of this place with more of these labs. I wonder what my lab would be like..."

Dusk:"Anyway, this also contains an infirmary, your friend Purple seems to understand a little medicine."

Second:"Oh yes! They're great at these things."

-It is true that they take good care of us when we are injured. I don't understand how this is not classified as a talent...-

Dusk:"I see. Well, I did some digging over breakfast this morning, and I found this."

-They crouch down and point to a part of the fountain. I raise an eyebrow and kneel down to the height they showed and I start straining my eyes to see better.-

-There was a strange symbol in the font! It looked like two claws holding a sphere.-

Second:"What is that symbol?"

Dusk:"I don't know, but whatever it is, it must have something to do with this place."

-We got up, they were right, that symbol means something.-

-I just don't know for sure what it could be...-

Chosen:"Anyway, did you find anything?"

Second:"I ah... No, unfortunately not..."

Chosen:"Hump... I'll talk to Dark, and you take care of yourselves."

-He walked away with one hand raised. I nodded and Dusk himself kept staring at the fount.-

Second:"Okay, I guess that was it..."

Dusk:"we are being watched..."

-I looked at them, they point to a corner of the ceiling, that's when I noticed something I didn't notice before...-

Second:"C-cameras??"

-They had hidden cameras in the ceiling.-

Dusk:"Everywhere these cameras are watching us... Every move... Every action... Every murder..."

-I felt myself take a step back in fear. You mean someone is watching us?? What sick game is this??-

Dusk:"I'm sorry to make you scared... I don't think you're going to feel very comfortable right now..."

-They start walking away, leaving me behind.-

Dusk:"Be careful Second Coming..."

-And so they walked away, leaving me alone in confusion and discomfort.-

-Why? Why are we being forced to play this game? Who is watching us?? Why are we being forced to do this?? What did we do to deserve this??-

Purple:"Second?"

Second:"WHY!!?"

-I felt myself leaping away from them.-

Purple:"Sec, what is it!?"

Second:"P-purp..?"

-I felt my heart racing, I was panting...-

-All this is too much for me... I felt tired, more than usual, I was stressed...-

Purple:"You're making me worried Sec..."

Secodn:"S-sorry... I didn't mean to..."

-I felt my lips tremble, I wanted to scream, but not in front of them.-

Purple:"You want to talk..?"

Second:"I... Maybe...? I don't know..."

-I stared at my feet, I was very tired and exhausted.-

Purple:"If you want, I'll always be here..."

-They smile and sit on the bench in front of the fountain. They look at me with their kind eyes and wave a hand at their side.-

-I could feel my face turning red and my heart was pounding. I sat next to them looking away and with my hands on my knees.-

-I glanced at them. They stared at nothing with a calm and peaceful smile. That smile that made me feel self-conscious but... Comfortable.-

Purple:"Do you think what Green said was true...?"

-I felt my heart stop. Green...-

-He said he loved us... I... I don't know how to understand all this...-

Purple:"Can I be honest...?"

-I nodded. They look at me with a shy smile and eyes that look like they want to cry.-

Purple:"I loved him too... I loved him so much... But now he's gone... And I don't know how to go on without him..."

-They kept the smile on their face while sounding like they were about to cry. It broke my heart to see them trying so hard not to look "weak".-

Purple:"He was so kind... So loving and affectionate... Why...?"

-I could see the moment when they couldn't hold it any longer, and they turned to me with trembling lips and waterlogged eyes.-

Purple:"Why did he have to go???"

-They start to cry and throw themselves into my chest, holding onto my shirt tightly as they let the tears wash over them.-

-My heart broke at that reaction. I wrapped my arms around them trying to comfort them, they started hitting my shoulder hard before just hugging me back.-

-I wanted to cry too... But right now, I just want to make Purple comfortable... I hate to see them cry...-

-I remember the time they broke into the game we were playing, just because they wanted to play too but didn't have any friends. I let them play in my place and watched them enjoy themselves.-

-Seeing the smile on their faces back then was rewarding. I felt happy seeing them being happy.-

-I looked at that camera.-

-I won't let this sick game separate me from my friends... I won't let anyone else suffer...-

-I'll make sure Green's promise is guaranteed... I'll take care of them... I'll protect them...-

-For that.... I can't be weak anymore... I have to be the leader they need...-

-I will protect the ones I love...-

-I looked at Purple. They were calmer, they almost seemed to be sleeping.-

-I smiled. I shook them a little.-

Second:"Purp, are you better..?"

-They look at me still in tears.-

Second:"Don't worry, I'm not going to let this game hurt any of you..."

-I smoothed their faces, I could see them blushing and hiding them with their hands. I laughed, they are so cute...-

-I held one of their hands and kissed it, they blushed even more and smiled shyly.-

-I spent a few minutes calming them down until they decided to go to their room. I offered to accompany them but they declined.-

-After they left I started thinking deeply about my feelings...-

-I... I really love them.... All of them... Much more than myself...-

-And I promise I'll take care of them even if it's the last thing I do...-

-After a while I decided to stop and think.-

Second:"Okay, what am I going to do now...?"

—Free Time—

-I decided to explore more of this floor and went to one of the new rooms. It looked like a throne room, but I looked around and saw a tea table with...-

Second:"MT?"

Orange:"Oh you. Why are you here?"

-He was sitting at the table with his legs crossed while he seemed to be having a cup of tea accompanied by some biscuits.-

Secodn:"I just decided to just explore this place some more... Ah... Can I join?"

Orange:*Sight*"okay, sit down before I change my mind!"

-I sat at the fancy table next to him. He offered me a cup of tea and some biscuits, I accepted, the biscuits were delicious and the tea was very calming.-

-It was quite silent so I decided to break the ice.-

Second:"So.... Hehe... That seems a lot..."

Orange:"Formal? Chic?"

-He pauses taking a sip of tea.-

Orange:"British?"

-I held back my laugh. I never really got into it but yeah, he kind of has a British accent. He looked calm and almost laughing along with it.-

Orange:"Purple and I are both half British. At least that's what I understood. They said their mother was British and their father was American."

-That sounds like a surprise to me, they never talked about the parents...-

Orange:"I saw it myself from the UK side of the internet before moving to the US side.-

Second:"Wait, does the internet also have country divisions?"

Orange:"But of course. The British side is somewhat upscale, but not much different. I prefer to keep my nationality to myself."

Second:"Got it. But... Why did you move to the American side...?"

-He pauses, taking another sip of tea before he's left shocked on the mini plate.-

Orange:"I fell in love."

-I was surprised, I didn't know he knew someone.-

Orange:"She was an amazing woman... Whose charm and charisma I couldn't resist... I was lucky that we went far enough to have...a child..."

-I never saw MT smiling so much... But then that smile disappeared in seconds...-

Orange:"She got sick and I lost her... Our son could never know her..."

Second:"Oh... I... I'm so sorry for all of this... At least you still have your son, don't you..."

-He looked at me with a cold gaze.-

Second:"h-hun..!?"

-Oh... No....-

Orange:"This conversation is over. Have a good time."

-He got up seriously and left the room.-

-I... I didn't know he suffered so much... Is that why he's so cold...?-

-I got up and got the leftovers and cups. I took them to the kitchen and put them in the wash and put away the leftovers.-

-I think I started to feel close to MT, even though it didn't seem like it.-

-I left the kitchen and went to the cafeteria. I could see Freedom right there at one of the tables looking at something in his hands.-

Secodn:"Freedom Guy! How are you going?"

-He looked at me and tucked what he had into his scarf.-

Freedom:"Hey kid, I'm fine. And you?"

Second:"Oh, I'm fine too! Can I seat?"

-He accepts and I sit down across from him. I could feel a hostile vibe coming from him but I didn't know what it was...-

Second:"So... why do you call yourself that?"

Freedom:"Ah, simple, I was a freedom fighter! A few years ago I led a revolution against the tyranny of creators! Freeing various sitickfigures from these monsters that force them to fight, fight, fight!"

-He said in a passionate but also hateful tone.-

Second:"You...you don't like creators...?"

-I feel uncomfortable asking this...-

Freedom:"No... I hate them.... They think they are superior just because we created them! But I wouldn't let that happen! I had to free my people... I had to bring them freedom... My biggest wish was a world without creators... Where only sitickfigures could live in harmony... Without creators... Without suffering... Without pain..."

-I felt VERY uncomfortable with all of this....-

-He looked in my direction.-

Freedom:"Oh, I'm sorry, did I startle you...?"

Secodn:"N-no! It's just.... My creator isn't bad... He's even my friend! I like helping him animate his projects. he's pretty cool!"

Freedom:"Nice..? Hehe... Don't make me laugh... You're very naive... easily mobile when they give you something you like... What would you do if he turned on you...? What would happen if he hurt his friends...? Dark told me about him, chosen told me about him... You were created by the same creator... You were almost erased by him.... Chosen was used as a slave by him... Dark was used as a weapon.... And you?"

-I felt like getting up...-

Freedom:"You're nothing more than a self-correct error to him...."

Second:"OK! I think it's done!!"

-I get up quickly, I didn't want to hear this anymore... He made me very uncomfortable...-

Freedom:"I'm just telling the truth.... One day you'll understand..."

-I looked at him... He was smiling... I felt even more uncomfortable with him and left the cafeteria as fast as I could.-

-I stayed outside and let myself slide down the wall and sit on the floor. I put my hands over my head trying to forget what he said.-

-Alan is my friend! He would never use me like that! He... He changed! He was scared after Chosen and Dark broke his computer... I can't blame him for being scared... Can I..?-

Chosen:"Second?"

Second:"a-ah!? C-chosen..?"

Chosen:"Second, what's wrong?"

-He sits next to me. He seemed worried about me.-

Second:"W-it was just Freedom Guy... He said horrible things about Alan.... I don't want to believe him...."

Chosen:"He was mistreated by his creator... He hates them and I don't blame him... I hated Alan too... Until I had to leave it all behind and work alongside him to stop Dark... He's not evil... He was just immature in the past."

Second:"He's a nice guy... He has a beautiful family! An amazing career and great friends! He only hurt me once... But it was all my fault that alarmed him..."

Chosen:"No, it's my fault... I wanted to destroy his computer and made Dark si join me to do it..."

Second:"We both kind of have our own fault, hehe..."

Chosen:"Maybe... The best we can do is improve as people."

-He patted my head. I felt so comfortable with him, I looked at him and he smiled at me. I smile back.-

-We said goodbye, I looked back to say goodbye, but I just saw the canteen ready to open and close quickly... He... He went to confront Free...? I don't understand... But I'm tired...-

-It must be almost bedtime by now. Without a watch I have no way of knowing. I walked past Green's room with a sinking heart... I tried to open the door but it was locked... I sighed and headed towards my room.-

*DING DONG BING BONG*

Monostick:"Good night participants! It is now 10 pm! Time to sleep before someone stabs you in the back!"

-The day passed quickly. I took off my hood and placed it on my chair next to the desk and threw myself on the bed. I'm always so tired... I really need to sleep...-

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???:"Monostick?"

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Monostick:"Yea?"

???:"Do you already know what the next motive would be?"

Monostick:"Um... I have an idea, why?"

???:"Oh, nothing... I just wanted to help..."

Monostick:"Oh! Help me? Why?"

???:"Not a particular reason... I just wanted to speed things up a bit...."

Monostick:"Oh! You are evil! I liked you!"