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dystopia-incognito · 2 months
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Forgive me Tumblr, for I have sinned.
And oh, btw, I might've written a fanfic as well. 👉👈
(please, for the love of everything, let the tags be a warning, okay?)
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tazma-art · 5 months
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Bat blob inspired au
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So, I remembered a post I saw a long time ago, I think it was from @broosepayne but I'm not sure, it was about Bruce being more of an Eldritch spirit of vengeance of Gotham(or something), instead of a guy in a suit, and he adopts a newly orphaned Dick by looking at the child and going "mine"
So, this AU was inspired by that.
Bruce is still kinda a human but switches between shadow horror and traumatized man. It's sorta something he developed through the years that he used to be a vigilante.
AND his condition can get passed down ( because Gotham loves making the Bat's children into its too ) So when he takes little Dick under his wings the kid starts growing red, green and yellow "feathers" with black around his eyes, and a beak later! ( Little Robin looks like an Indian robin a lil bit )
Robin is born! :D
The colorful "feathers" get replaced by black and blue overtime and dick develops into his own shadow creature. All be it smaller, less menacing, and much more bird like than Batman.
Jason's Eldritch form looks more like a puppy, but because Jason associated being robin with red yellow and green his "fur" grows with the same colors.
I won't go into too much detail rn, cuz I want that to be another post, (and I'm not completely convinced on Jason's design) but I will say that putting a resuscitated, young, and traumatized spirit of Gotham in the Lazarus Pit makes for a horrible situation for everyone involved.
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carrionforthecrows · 1 year
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You didn't know? Part 2
Soulmate AU | at age 18 you stop aging until you find your soulmate {with some twists}
Part 1 | Next Part
He was 15 when his soulmate died.
It wasn't for that long the only reason he noticed is because of who he is. He's been obsessed with soulmates for quite awhile, a lot of his books did cover the magic of soulmates. Besides he is The Boy Wonder, the one who believes Robin is magic.
Of course he'd pay attention to the importance of a soulmate. To every little possible thing about the bond between two souls. Because having a soulmate is the only thing that he had when he was just Jason Todd the kid from Crime Alley.
Jason wanted to protect his soulmate, being Robin helps him towards his goal. But right now that goal is on hold...
25...24...23...
Right now he wanted his dad.
17...16...15...
Where is his dad? Where is B?
10...9...8...
Jason was hurting, he was injured very bad.
3...2...1...
Jason died at 15 with a cry for his dad and a apology to his soulmate on his lips.
Authors Note: I am doing more parts, I am trying to reclaim/relearn writing after the American Education System ruined it for me. Is it perfect no, but also once I am done I will read any peoples additions to this. But until then I cannot or I will not be able to finish this.
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sleepy-hyperfixations · 5 months
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“That’s my boy,” Tom murmurs softly, gently running his fingers through Pete’s hair while Pete gasps for a full breath from where his cheek is pressed against Tom's chest.
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vic-draws-sometimes · 10 months
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Sad wet cat
In which Soap takes care of his bf
Ghost hasn't slept in days. They're stuck on base, waiting for the signal to just go on a fucking important mission. They have at least one more week of waiting, and Ghost is actually going feral. He can't sleep, lest he thinks about the ongoing mission and everything that can go wrong, or worst, past missions gone wrong.
And everyone knows it, because he can't stand still. He barely eats his food, yells at anyone dumb enough to talk to him, and he keeps training. Exhausting himself on the bench, then on the treadmill, and when his muscles are trembling he goes to the shooting range and shoots until it's nighttime.
Obviously, Soap is one of the people that first noticed. He tries to spend time with Ghost, ease his mind, but nothing works. Alcohol just makes it worst. He's too worked up to get a boner to have sex. Sleeping is out of the question. He can't focus on a movie. So he just goes about his day and checks up on him once in a while, making sure he eats every day.
One day Soap doesn't see him for breakfast, not unusual, but still concerning. Maybe he finally went to sleep and just didn't wake up? But his room is empty. His office too, and Soap can actually see how much of a mess it is.
So he goes to the gym and sees him running. He decides to let him be. Except he doesn't see him at lunch either, and when he goes to the gym, he sees him on the same machine running like his life depends on it. That can't be good, but maybe he took a break while Johnny was out?
It's only when he comes back in the evening and Ghost is still there, running, that Soap decide enough is enough.
''Ghost'' Soap walks up to him, no answer. Ghost barely acknowledge his presence.
''Ghost!'' Once again, he's ignored.
''Simon!'' the man finally flinches and when he sees Johnny finally stops the machine.
''Don't call me that.'' his voice his rough, out of breathe. But he's still breathing quietly, which is eerie.
''It's your name.'' at that, Ghost shakes his head.
''Simon has been dead for years.'' Johnny can't help but roll his eyes. That bit again... He understands that Ghost is disassociating, but he sounds straight out of a movie.
''You look quite alive to me.'' he says, deadpan and folding his arms. Unsurprisingly, Ghost snaps at him.
''Don't play dumb with me!'' he steps off the machine and Soap steps back, ready for a tackle. But Ghost's legs tremble under his weight. He seems genuinely surprised by that.
''Oh, you're a little weak in the knees? '' Johnny says with a fake baby voice. This only flames Ghost's anger. He tries to grab Soap but he steps out of his range easily.
''You're a bit sloppy too. '' It's almost pitiful to see Ghost, usually so feared, try to attack Soap while he's just standing there. Good thing it's late enough that no one is here. It goes on for a bit until Ghost is angered enough to actually attack him.
''There it is! Time for me to act like I'm actually scared!'' it earns him a disgruntled yell as he starts running, more like jogging to the exit.
They run through the base in a simili game of tag. In which Ghost is out to kill and Johnny is leading him to his own room, where he has the privilege of a personal shower.
''I know what you're doing Johnny and it's not gonna work'' Soap is opening the door to the small bathroom and while he's smiling, he's actually starting to get scared. They're in a small space and he can't really escape anymore.
Out of breathe, but still angry, Ghost corners him on the counter. He grabs his jaw without any kindness and lifts him up, or rather tries to. His arms a weak.
''You are out of line. I could get you discharged for this.'' Johnny is grabbing his arms and feels just how drenched they are from sweating so much.
''You love me too much for this'' he says, cheekily, then pushes Ghost into the shower. It was surprisingly easy. Before Ghost can get up he grabs the shower head and quickly sprays ice cold water on his lieutenant.
It earns him a scream, Ghost putting his arms up to try and shield himself. But Johnny easily shoves them out of the way and spays his head.
Finally, he hears a loud gasp.
''That's it, breathe through it.'' he says gently, still getting his CO nicely covered in cold water. He can finally hear his breathe, taking in all the oxygen he's been depriving himself of. Johnny turns off the shower and for a minute they sit in silence. Ghost doesn't seem to be calming down.
Soap decides then to take off Ghost's shirt, who weakly tries to fight it off. He's trying to tell him something between gasped breathes, but Johnny can't figure it out. When he's in his underwears, mask off, Johnny sprays him in water again. He could feel how hot his skin still was. So he makes sure to spray water in every crease, and pays special attention to his head. He himself is all wet, but he doesn't care.
After a minute he turns it off again, and Simon is finally back to reality. His breathing is back to normal and he seems to finally register his exhaustion.
''I'm sorry...'' Johnny feels a bit guilty when Simon apologizes to him, sitting on the floor of his miniscule shower, drenched to the bone.
''It's okay, you're here now. Let's get you dry. '' he helps him up and dries him with an old towel. He has to help him walk to his bed. He took off his clothes to sleep with him, but Simon stopped him.
''What is it, m'eudail?'' he holds his cheek and Simon leans against it.
''I don't want skin... Please... I don't want to feel my body. '' Oh poor kitten. Or that's what he would've said if he didn't have a death wish. Instead he just agreed and took out clothes for Simon and himself. He got into bed and only once they were all settled Simon tried to fight it.
''I don't want to sleep'' he said weakly, but Johnny held him firmly in his arms. He talks to him in a low voice, a hand in his hair, and against his wishes Simon fell asleep in a matter of seconds.
When he woke up, Johnny was still with him and he felt like absolute shit. His whole body hurt and he was pretty sure he couldn't move. But his mind was calmer than before, and for this day he let his Johnny pamper him. They went walking, watched a movie and spent time with their team.
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wrathful--artist · 1 year
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The Caged Bird and the Chased Mouse
Chapter 1: The Bird Gains Company
What happens to a poor isekai’d player when they forgot to play the Sumeru Main Quests before being transported into the wonderful world of Tevyat, only to be chased down for being a supposed ‘Imposter’? Well they end up in Sumeru with next to no idea of what’s to come next or what to expect and ends up with youngest of the Archons.
A/N: woah you guys seemed to like the,,, lets call it the prologue,, despite me not being a huge writer ehe! That prologue got more than most of my art (which you should check out heheh self-promotion) BTW: Nahida isnt a yandere, it might come off as so, its not supposed to. No matter how old she may be in canon she looks like a baby and is my baby that I will protect.
No warnings this part!
Nahida was surprised when she saw someone who wasn’t a Sage or related coming into the sanctuary.
Before the mysterious person came in she was simply taking a nap to escape her true reality of being contained in her prison, not expecting anyone to come through that day as the sages were needed elsewhere for what they seemed to be planning. The creak of the door woke her from her soft slumber to look at the commotion, it was a figure dressed in a dark cloak that covered almost everything but their footwear. It looked like they were in a rush and exhausted, gasping for air as they pushed their whole body against the door to close it as soon as possible. Then came what Nahida assumed was the guards trying to get in but didn’t seem to be able to get through.
The person turned around and looked up, locking eyes with Nahida. She was taken aback with how… Familiar, the person was, as if she knew them already, similar to have she felt when thinking of Rukkadevata. Nahida was unwilling to break eye contact, as if she broke it they would disappear.
They slowly made their way to the middle, apprehensive but concerned. When they got to the middle they climbed over the flower structure and stood up, reaching their hand up to Nahida. She took a second to understand but eventually pressed her own small hand to the floor of the cage, even thought they couldn’t touch each other because of the height and the prison, they both felt comforted by the gesture.
They lowered their arm and started to lower their whole body to sit down. Once sat down they stretched and laid down despite the odd shape of the flower. Nahida kept her hand on the floor, and watched them.
She knew whatever was keeping the door closed wasn’t going to last, and she didn’t want you to be taken away and likely imprisoned, like her…
Nahida whispered to your exhausted body “Everything will be okay, I’ll make sure of it.”
Your eyes closed.
As you fell asleep Nahida reached out, with her minuscule amount of power she had, to your unconscious body. The green chains slowly and gently wrapped around your body, with it flickering in and out of existence as each moment passed. She was exerting herself to bring you into her prison, at least she’d be able to protect you and make sure the sages don’t do anything to you while you were in it. You were getting closer and closer to the walls, and eventually, started to phase into it, with the chains dissipating into green pixels when their job was done. Nahida pulled you the rest of the way in, and collapsed on your body, her head lying on your chest.
She was so incredibly tired from that feat, and wanted to truly sleep and not just nap. She wrapped her arms around you and dozed off.
Your arms wrapped around her in your sleep.
Two lonely beings, comforted by each other.
The Archon of Wisdom and The Creator.
The caged bird and the poor poor chased mouse.
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Out side the door, dozen of guards stand confused. Vines and flowers have twisted and twined together, blocking the door entirely making it next to impossible to get in without use of an axe. Seeming growing out of nowhere with no time at all.
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Hey! How’d you like this technically first chapter? I know it’s shorter than the first I did, but I wanted it entirely in 3rd person and not have to swap and disrupt the flow of things ya’know?
As I said at the top, this is a platonic thing, please please PLEASE for the love of god don’t interpret this as romantic. I will disclose if something is ‘romantic’ (but like the SAGAU au is infamous for it’s yanderes so take that with a grain of salt) and this isnt it, the children are pure because they are my babies. ESPECIALLY Nahida.
If your name is crossed out then it means I couldn’t tag you im sorry :(
Taglist: @no-name-omo @moosieman123456
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libraryoffangirl · 4 months
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Season 3 “to the world” turning into “to my world” from aziraphale and crowley just MELTS
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pepsicandle · 11 months
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I am kinda a prompt machine rn I sent something similar in as an anon ask but might as well post ..
hobie really wanting to marry miles and being very embarrassed about it .. because it like , doesnt suit his entire persona but he literally can hear the wedding bells
imagine like an established relationship 5 + 1 times type of fic like 5 times he admitted to it and 1 time he did something about it . and the 5 times is him admitting it to various people in miles' life last one being his parents and they tell him he has their blessing and the 1 time is him proposing 😭
(let's pretend marriage between people in different dimensions is totally possible)
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asherashedwings · 4 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy's Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Montgomery Gator/Sun (Five Nights at Freddy's), Montgomery Gator/Moon (Five Nights at Freddy's), Daycare Attendant/Montgomery Gator (Five Nights at Freddy's), Montgomery Gator & Glamrock Bonnie (Five Nights at Freddy's), Montgomery Gator & Moon (Five Nights at Freddy's), Montgomery Gator & Sun (Five Nights at Freddy's), Glamrock Bonnie & Moon (Five Nights at Freddy's)
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bondagestan · 8 months
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I desperately need someone to write a wanderer x fem! harbinger smut fic, I don't care who tops or who bottoms. I myself am a firm switch scara believer lol. anyway, the fem harbinger being the reader and the new sixth harbinger. (aka Scaras replacement.) Wanderer meets his replacement and tries to destroy her on sight. but to his surprise, her personality is different than he expected. she's flirty, sadistic, and evil. he's intrigued by her, and after a bit of time of them continously, and "coincidentally" running into eachother they develop a fondness of the other. both extremely possessive, but she is willing to kill to keep other women away from him (yes yandere y/n) wanderer loves it, it makes him feel special. but uh yeah that's my idea 😅
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geikurre · 2 months
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„Here. I’ll do it. „
Alastor now waved Vyatt to come over as he poured a cream against irritations on his hand. Vyatt did as Al told and gazed at the Radio Demons hands. They were black like the dust of the burning corpses in hell. It was like he was made out of them. Fingernails long, red and sharp. Truly a monster he is giving himself into.
Idiot.
Vyatt felt shock as the Radio Demons hands touched his eye wound. It still felt like yesterday when it happened. Blood spread as he saw the beauty in death finally grabbing to his own bare soul. His vision blurred as he saw his dearest friend for the last time. Face covered in red, red like roses he bought Vyatt. Truly beautiful.
Every single breath brought the light closer as he hugged and embraced him.
„Father once said that death comes faster than planned. I didn’t believe him. I’m the one who decides death and survival.“
Yet he now believed him. He felt it. His life flashing through his eye, the choices he regretted and embraced. It was so close he could hold it in his own bare hands, like the universe in his palm.
If they were God then he would be Death.
The one eyed man held his hands on Alastors. His eyes flashing into the other demons, sharing his thoughts and beliefs.
„You have quite the elegant imagination and fantasy.~“ Al’s words were playful as the radio effect filtered the true meaning. He sounded sharp and ugly, a disgrace, in an enthralling and somewhat hot way. „Take the lube with you next time. I’m in the middle of shedding.~“
Vyatt’s hand moved forming the hand sign „help?“. Vyatt wasn’t a man of many words. Though he means them. Every single time he reached out.
„… I would like that very much.“
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carrionforthecrows · 1 year
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You didn't know?
Soulmate AU | at age 18 you stop aging until you find your soulmate {with some twists}
Part 2
He stopped aging at 14. Then again he did die at 14. Danny was to busy to notice he wasn't getting older. World ending threats happen a lot in Amity. Besides defeating Pariah, being named Heir to the Throne would really be much more stressful don't you think?
It was just another day in Amity. Secretly learning what he needed to be Ghost King and being a Sophomore was keeping Danny busy. He only paused when he heard Jazz call for him.
"Hey Danny can you come down to the kitchen for a moment?"
Huffing Danny put his Ghost King homework away where his parents wouldn't see it before descending down the stairs.
"What do you need Jazz-" his sentence falling off as he noticed Jazz and his parents all at the table looking both concerned and serious.
"Have a seat Dann-o", Danny slowly sat at his seat at the table.
"What's going on?"
"Well sweetie, Jasmine brought to our attention something we should really talk about..." Maddie started, before he even could panic thinking Jazz ratted him out as Phantom, Jazz blurted.
"Danny you've stopped aging"
Danny was nearly 15 when he learned his soulmate was dead.
Edit: Authors Note: As per my first authors note on Part 2, I am trying to relearn my writing and people calling my works prompts just because they are short, and writing out how they want my art to go upsets me greatly. Please for future reference do not tag reblogs calling these prompts. There will be more parts but they will be slow and short until I feel better about writing.
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mios-art · 2 years
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“A few days ago I received this letter from a certain P. Verlaine, it was slipped under my door. I can’t seem to be able to open it, I even tried tearing and burning it, but it won’t budge.”
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“Who’s this ‘P. Verlaine’? Someone you know?”
“No, and that’s not even the most interesting thing about this letter, take a look at it.”
Atsushi reaches for the letter, but recoils before touching it.
“Dazai! There’s a spell on this envelope!”
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“…”
“What does it say?”
“Say hello to Chuuya for me.”
To the castle! : Next
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vic-draws-sometimes · 10 months
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One Amazing Night
a Price x Gaz vampires fic cw : blood, murder, kinky talk, dishonoring of a dead body, eating a human, it's really not that bad but be warned
Kyle was pressed between a cold, hard body and a warm one. Behind him, Price held his waist with one firm hand, the other holding the man in front of Gaz up by the face. This couldn’t be comfortable, but it didn’t matter, he would be dead soon.  
‘’C’mon, drink as much as you want. You know you want it. ‘’ He did, he wanted it so bad. His mouth was watering as he smelled the blood under the skin in front of him. Behind him, Price pressed against him a bit more.  
Price had turned him almost a year ago. He only ever fed him small animals or blood he already separated from the body. Sometimes he would let him feed on him.   But tonight, it was the first time he would drink directly from a human and kill him in the process. Some months ago, he would've been horrified, but now he couldn’t care less. He was so hungry.  
Kyle slowly opened him mouth, feeling his canines ache from hunger. He suddenly bit down on the neck in front of him, moaning as he felt the warm liquid flow on his tongue. It was like his whole body was being controlled by the blood, needing more.  
Embarrassingly enough, he still didn’t master the biting. He often missed the arteries or veins, so he bit again and again, breaking the skin and making a mess of himself. But it was so good he couldn’t care right now, even when Price was watching him so closely.  
His knees would’ve given out if Price wasn’t basically holding him up against the human. He felt the body twitch a bit before going limp for the last time, finally ending the life of their poor victim.  
Fuck, he was so horny.  
It happened before that he got a boner after feeding from Price, but he still didn’t expect this ecstasy.  
‘’Easy, boy. ‘’ he heard Price murmur in his ear, and he couldn’t help but buck his hips. He finally tore off his mouth from the now colder skin, breathing in the air he missed.  
‘’How’re you feeling?’’ Price’s voice was so low, he could barely hear it.  
‘’So good...’’ Kyle almost moaned, before diving back in to lick some blood that trickled down and suck some more out.  
‘’It’s like you were starving...’’ Price said, his hand on his waist traveling down to grope his bulge. ‘’You’re so fucking hot.’’ Kyle couldn’t help but moan at that. The older vampire started to kiss his neck and fuck he was so sensitive. He wanted to feel this blissed forever.  
He sucked and sucked, but eventually barely any blood was coming out.  
‘’He’s dry, angel. Let go.’’ His voice was soft, but his grip on his jaw was strong as he forced Kyle to finally let go. It’s like his own mouth didn’t want to let go, even if he knew he had to.  
Kyle whined when the body in front him dropped to the ground, but Price directed his face toward his to kiss him. Their tongues were tangled, like Price wanted to taste the blood he just drank. He may well be.  
‘’So good...’’ he repeated, catching his breathe. He leaned against the brick wall to rub his butt on his lover’s bulge, a very obvious demand.  
‘’Not yet, love. Can you stand on your own?’’ Kyle didn’t want to, but he nodded. Slowly, Price separated from him to let him stand alone. He then crouched down to the body. He turned it on its back and with a pocketknife started to open up his chest. With surgical precision, he took out the heart, still warm and full of blood. He stood up and presented it to Kyle. The young vampire stared at it, wanting.  
‘’I’m scared, Price.’’ He told him, but he knew he wanted it.  
‘’Don’t be.’’ Price brought the heart to his mouth and took a bite, then angled Kyle’s face by his chin so he would face him. He fed him the bite and looked at him as he swallowed.  
‘’Good?’’  
‘’So good. ‘’ Kyle agreed. Price presented him the heart once more and Kyle dove in, devouring the flesh with a newfound hunger. He couldn’t help but lick his fingers clean when he was done, moaning a bit at how good this tasted.  
When he looked up, he saw Price still looking at him, love in his eyes. He suddenly felt embarrassed and silly with all the blood coating him. But the older man smiled and held his waist, rubbed a bit his stomach to feel its fullness.  
His hand dropped lower to touch his hard-on again, as he leaned in to kiss his beloved.  
‘’You’re so sexy like this. I just want to ruin you some more. ‘’ Kyle whined, bucking his hips to feel more friction.  
‘’Please!...’’ he moaned, and Price nibbled at his ear.  
‘’Let’s go home, shall we?’’ Kyle looked down at the bloody mess at their feet. Price followed his gaze.  
‘’Don’t worry about that, the werewolves will take care of it.’’ With his worries answered, Kyle let his lover take him away for next amazing part of the night.  
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wrathful--artist · 1 year
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The Caged Bird and Chased Mouse
Chapter 2: The Mouse Rests
HOLY HECK,,, lots of people seem to like this idea, i wasn’t expecting people to like it or want to be part of a taglist no less! Im still not a writer by trade,, im an artist so maybe,,, just maybe,,, ill draw some scenes if you ask politely (they;ll be sketches but hey if it helps you visualize then I’d be happy to help!) also If you want i can answer things if something’s unclear in the story *this is just me asking for asks tbh,, i need friends haha* anyways i’ma make this one longer to compensate for the shorter one last time.
No Warnings!
You were in a void of darkness, sitting down on the non-existent floor. You look around hoping you’d see something at least vaguely familiar to latch yourself to, but it was truly empty. You started to stand up to gain some bearings on where you were.
It felt like a dream, you thought, it had the same sort of fuzzy quality you’d feel when dreaming with nothing truly concrete. Or perhaps, it’s a worse, torturous nightmare than the one you just escaped, your traitorous brain supplied. You shook your head to make sure the thought didn’t linger for too long and started to wander in the void.
After a while of walking around aimlessly you started to think of your life before this whole fiasco, your comfortable bed with plenty of blankets, pillows and plushies. Your walls decorated with assorted posters and trinkets. Your windows that gave a clear view of your yard and the bird feeder you put to watch them come and go. Your plants outside that needed water regularly, making you one of the few Genshin players that touched grass nearly everyday.
You didn’t even realize you had closed your eyes. You opened them, expecting to see the void once again but…
It was your room. Your magnificent room. You could’ve cried at such a familiar and mundane sight.
You were about to fall into your bed but you noticed it was alright occupied by someone. It was the child that was trapped in the orb thing, she was here sitting in your bed looking at you expectantly. You sat next to her in the bed (damn, it also felt the same,) and stared back.
“…” The white-haired girl kept opening and closing her mouth as if she couldn’t think of what to say to you, “You seem so… Familiar to me. Do you know why?”
You were taken aback, but worried, was she also going to accuse you of being an imposter? You spoke after a bit “uhm, no, I’m sorry.”
“Oh. I was hoping you knew, it’s frustrating to not know something when its… uhm” She puts a finger to her chin in thought
“On the tip of your tongue?” You try and supply helpfully
“Yes! Hehe, I guess that was also ‘on the tip of my tounge’!” She giggles at what she thought of, you also laugh but mostly because of her enthusiasm. You both settle back into silence but a question was still bugging you in the back of your head;
“Why were you trapped in that… Orb thing,” You gesture a circle shape with your hands ”back in what I assume is the real world.”
“Ah, well I’m the Archon of Sumeru and-“ Your eyes widen at that but you decide to stay quiet, “I’m not fit to rule Sumeru, so I let the Sages run everything and because of that I’m not really meant to be outside of the Sanctuary so I’m stuck here.” Her head sags down when she finished speaking, making her look incredibly downtrodden
You tilt your head slightly to the side at mention of ‘Sages’, but decide to just ask simple questions since, well this has been the first character that has shown you friendliness towards you and you’d like to make a friend before they turn against you. “What’s your name? I’m sorry, i know I should’ve asked earlier but, I forget i guess. I’ll tell mine in return, its only fair.”
She lifts her head back up and gives a smile “That’s okay, I also should have asked. I’m Lesser Lord Kusanali but you can called me Nahida.” You tell her your name, your real one and not the one you used in the game, which seemed to be the name given to ‘The Creator’ from what you’ve gathered in your terrifying travels across Teyvat.
You yawn and lean back into bed, “I know this is a dream and yet I still feel tired, I wonder why that is.” Nahida looks at you while you lay down, as if she wants to do something.
“Do you want to.. cuddle Nahida?” You offer, unsure
Her eyes widen and she gives a shy slow nod to you. You open your arms as you lay on your side for her to come over. She hesitantly gets closer, almost nervous about it. Once she’s close enough you wrap your arms around her and pull her closer, she’s like a plushie shes so smol squish her, you thought as you started to drift into what felt like an even deeper sleep. Nahida’ s small arms wrapped around you waist and snuggled her head into your chest as you fell unconscious.
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The Traveler felt… Lost. The force that seemed to guide them throughout Teyvat seemed to disappear, they no longer felt the warmth that the being dubbed ‘The Creator’ gifted them when they led their body to new areas and helped with everything. Paimon has been asking them what’s wrong and why they haven’t been traveling (or talking for that matter) as much as of late, because Paimon didn’t seem to understand anything about The Creator at all unlike the Traveler’s other companions. “Maybe Paimon isn’t worthy enough to receive The Creator’s warmth like me” thought the Traveler as they absentmindedly pushed around the ash from the campfire they’d set up an hour earlier.
They decided to bring out their Adventure Handbook and flipped to the Map, it seemed like they was one marker left from the last time they had been controlled by The Creator. “Hey Paimon, Tomorrow we’ll be back on the road.” Traveler said to his flying friend who was currently devouring an entire Honey Roast.
“*Nom Nom* Where to? Paimon’s bones have been aching for some good adventure!” Paimon ignored that Traveler had finally spoke a full sentence to her after weeks, more focused on the idea of going somewhere new.
“Sumeru.”
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So? How you like it? It’s probably not that long if im being honest ehe. So yeah Traveler is coming into the mix, which btw you guys can decide if you want the Traveler to be Lumine or Aether! (Because I can’t deal with using They for both you the reader and the traveler because i will get confused when writing) Also the whole room thing is based on what my room is like, other than the bird feeders but I’m getting those sometime this year i promise. I also had to read the lore for Nahida and it seems there was never like,,, a solid reason for why she was trapped in the orb thing other than “Sages wanted to and she did it out of her own freewill” and didnt have a larger purpose.
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brutefury · 16 days
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me and the 18 page paper it took me a full academic year to write
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