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Chapter 29 - Hydrate or Diedrate

this was a rollercoaster. so I wrote something for the Drive to Survive chapter before I even wrote this. So I based this off of what I already wrote and yeah, I got this. There is slight angst but nothing as extreme as I've done in the past!

Sorry for the wait! I love you all!

You hated it.

The floaty feeling.

The weightlessness that floating brought.

The feeling of lack of control.

Your legs wouldn’t move. Your arms were too heavy. Your head rested against the side of your car. Thoughts were muddles, sounds were far away. Your head felt as though it was stuffed with cotton.

You couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t see because of the sweat that saturated the inside of your helmet.

You needed to get out. Get cooled off. Get your trophy.

But the more you stayed in the seat, the better you felt.

Oh, how sleep wanted to invade your mind.

Just let go – it seemed to tell you.

I’ll catch you – it promised.

Give in – it demanded.

Your eyelids blinked slowly as you tried to become just a bit aware of your surroundings.

Where were you again?

Oh, you were racing.

What position?

Second.

Where was Max?

Where was water?

Where was…

It was all fading pretty fast. The lights hurt your head. The heat just clung to your body. Your arms felt as though someone tied weights to your wrists. Weights to your legs.

There was suddenly pressure at your shoulder. Your body rocked back and forth, yet you had no strength to react further. The pressure deepened and you rocked harder.

Where were you again?

Oh, floating.

Sleeping.

Not breathing?

That wasn’t it. It couldn’t be it. You needed to breathe to live silly.

You knew that the noise around you got louder, but it was still so cloudy. Voices muddled together. You couldn’t tell where one voice started or where the other ended.

Just let me sleep.

So, that’s what you did.

You’d be all right.

Seems as though sleep won this time.

Lando and Oscar watched in horror as Max’s facial features were wrought and pinched in worry. Like you, they couldn’t tell where the yells and screams started or where they ended.

They hadn’t noticed at first. Too high strung on the race and race win to realize. They had smiles on their faces as Oscar won the race this year, as he had done the sprint last year. But this time it was a real race win.

They congratulated the team, each other, their families who came to watch. Their smiles bright under the lights of Qatar.

But the smiles dimmed as they watched Max strut up to your car.

It was only then that they realized that you weren’t even out. What had it been? 2 minutes? 5 minutes? It shouldn’t have taken you that long to take the steering wheel off and get out.

And then they watched Max rip his helmet off. They watched as he nudged your shoulder and your head weightlessly move side to side.

The horror came next when the Dutchman started screaming at the team. Men and women jumped the little barriers and came running with medical supplies. Lando’s eyes wept as they had to haul your body out of the car.

Oscar’s heart dropped when he realized that you weren’t moving. Right now, you were dead weight, just letting people finagle your body to how they saw fit. They watched as two men held you up by the arms, dragging you past everyone to hopefully somewhere you could be safe.

When they were able to see your face, it gave them a haunted look.

Your eyes were closed. Your mouth was hung open as your unconscious body tried to gulp in much needed air. They stepped forward, trying to see if their friend was ok. Yet, they were stopped by officials. Something about a podium?

Oh, they had been racing.

The race was over.

But you weren’t awake to see it.

It finally broke through to them that they were still in the middle of the paddock. They could only nod numbly to questions being asked. The podium was no different. Oscar felt nothing as his anthem played.

But how could he celebrate when you weren’t there.

When you were supposed to be a papaya sandwich between them.

When you were supposed to hold your trophy high.

When you were supposed to be awake…and not sleeping.

Max had followed the medical staff that was carefully hold you up as they walked. Both of his hands were full of helmet. He could feel the dampness of yours. It felt like someone had dunked it under the water before handing it to him.

It wasn’t supposed to be this wet.

Your physio had told him, told everyone, that you’d be much better than Singapore. That your diet finally brought your hydration levels up. That you were drinking proper amounts of water.

That you shouldn’t be unconscious at this point.

He watched as they propped you up. Something about getting blood to your heart. Max thought you should be lying down. Maybe then you’d look like you were really asleep. He knelt next to you when someone asked if he could hold you in that position. His knees would be sore, but it would be ok when you were ok. When your eyes were finally open.

He watched your face and your eyelids flicker.

Were you dreaming?

The paramedics were quick to get cooling towels around your neck and head. One stuck an IV stuck in your arm.

Ouch.

Max wasn’t expecting your body to jerk so violently. His blue eyes quickly met yours when they opened suddenly. His hands steered your head so that you kept looking at him. Your mouth was once again dropped open as you tried to get precious air into your lungs.

At the sight of your open eyes, more medics came over. They started to check your pupil dilation and then your blood pressure. Max could see that you were quickly becoming overwhelmed but his mouth stayed shut.

They knew more about passed out drivers than he did.

His heart rate skyrocketed once he saw your eyes start to flutter shut again. That’s when he knocked the hands away from your face and replaced them with his.

As your eyes fluttered, the sounds were still jumbled in your mind. You just wanted to go back to sleep where it was quiet. The noises got louder, but it didn’t help your head. Hands poked and prodded at you, and all you wanted them to do was leave you alone.

Yet, among the loud and the busy in your mind, you heard something soft. It was a voice. Kind, caring, quiet.

You knew that voice.

“Hey, you need to stay awake. Do not close your eyes.”

Why did Max want you to stay awake? He knew how much you liked to sleep. You whined rather loudly, which drew a choked laugh from his lips. Max hadn’t realized that Charles had been there for a while. He also kneeled near and kept you steady.

Charles knew a trick that worked with babies when they needed to steady their breathing.

Max watched on as the Ferrari driver gently blew on your face. He wanted to comment, but kept his mouth shot when your eyes fluttered again, but struggled to stay open. But this time, it looked like you wanted to stay awake.

Max kept talking to you.

Told you about the race.

“Kid, it was like you were flying.”

“Oscar still kept P1, but you totally passed Lando.”

“Keep your eyes open kid. You can sleep later. Let me tell you about how Charles pushed me off.”

You were finally conscious enough to understand what Max was saying. A squawk from Charles made you laugh a bit. Your lungs burned and protested, but you did it anyway.

Max rested his head against the wall when you were finally moving around and talking to the medics. They finally deemed you strong enough to get you into a chair instead of the floor. The Dutchman was quick to keep the towels around your head soaking with ice cold water. Your race suit had been completely stripped away. Your shoes and socks were off as well, leaving you in thin fireproofs. Max took a longer towel and put it over your lap.

A hand rested on Max’s shoulder, which caused him to look up. Christian stared back at him with a cold gaze. The blond knew what that meant. The Briton led Max a bit away so that he could talk to him in private.

Max wanted to question him, but it seems as though Christian already knew what he wanted to say.

“Next year we aren’t going to let you or Y/n drive if Qatar is back on the calendar.”

Max was somber as he mulled over the statement. It was actually a good idea.

He replied, “I of course was fine with that. We should get the other teams to do it as well.”

Christian nodded.

“We had five retirements during the race. It was Sargeant, Zhou, Albon, Gasly, and Russell.”

Max hadn’t known. He was too busy just trying to also stay conscious during the race. Yes, it was cooler than last year, but the cars seemed to get hotter as well. It was a fraction that couldn’t be balanced.

Christian sighed. “Lance also had to be helped out of the car. He was taken to medical as well. Severe dehydration.”

Max considered the protest. If everything went smoothly like this year, he could have already won the championship by now. He was still ahead of Charles. Abu Dhabi wouldn’t be a deciding factor. The Dutchman would have to finish in last place to lose. The margin was big enough. But, the race would be the deciding factor if you’d finish ahead of Charles in the championship. You’d have to win the race and get fastest lap. Charles would need to finish second with fastest lap to come out ahead of you.

While he was thinking, two flashes of papaya orange almost ran into him. His head swerved to follow the two drivers as they sank to their knees in front of you, where you were still looking pretty exhausted.

He said his goodbyes to Christian and walked over as well. Lando was latched rather tightly to your side as Oscar ran his hands over your face, double checking that you were still breathing. He hadn’t noticed that Arthur was now the one rewetting the towels on your body. Logan was sitting on the floor to your left.

He walked over and stood next to Charles. A smile made its way to his face at the sight of the younger drivers all taking care of you. His phone was buzzing like crazy. He pulled it out and made a face at all the missed text messages. The second grid group chat, one that not everyone was in, was blowing up.

He sent a quick message telling everyone that you were ok and that they were allowed to come to your hotel room if you wanted to.

Lewis said he was going to bring food with George. Daniel was on his way to get your room set up. The Aussie has seen heat exhaustion before and wanted to get the room cooling down before you even got there. Fernando messaged that he was going to get some cars ready to take them all back. He chose SUVs that had sufficient space for everyone.

Max thanked them before closing his phone.

When he saw your eyes flutter, his heart didn’t race. He knew that you had to be utterly exhausted by now.

He stepped toward your physio and one of the medics.

“Is she good to go?” he questioned, getting the attention of the two ladies.

Your physio nodded. “She’s good. Just keep her cool and hydrated. Water and juice are preferred. Also, let her eat substantial things to get her weight back up. I know she likes McDonalds after races some times.”

The lady smiled, remembering how many times you texted her asking if you could get chicken nuggets from your favorite fast food restaurant. After getting a list of things that they needed to do to make sure that you’d be just fine through the night, he walked back over to the group. Your eyes were very droopy as Lando talked to you about Quadrant’s latest drop of merchandise.

He clapped his hands lightly, making everyone look his way.

“Ok, so she is good to go. Fernando is waiting with the cars. Daniel went back to the room to cool it down and ask for extra pillows and blankets for anyone who wants to stay. Y/n you have to be monitored for the next 48 hours just in case. George is making Lewis buy chicken nuggets from McDonalds. And now we just have to get everything and head back.”

Max could be a group leader when he wanted to be.

Charles and Logan went back to your driver rooms to grab everything that you might need and or want. Lando and Oscar took it upon themselves to go around to the garages to let everyone know where they were going to be for the next couple of days.

Arthur stayed with you while you had your IV removed, him letting you almost break his hand as it left your arm. You looked a bit nauseated at the sight, which made Max stand next to your seat to steady you.

“Is it over?” you asked, voice hoarse from everything. Max thinks that’s the loudest you spoken since the race.

Arthur gave a quick kiss to your head. “All over Cheri. You ready to go?”

With a nod from you, the Monegasque crouched down to scoop you up. Your head rested against his chest as he and Max made the way to the car.

“Max, can you ask Lewis to get me a sweet tea as well?”

“On it kid.”

Well, Max had already made sure that Lewis would get your favorite drink as well, along with fries and every type of sauce you could ever want.

You hummed a thank you as you leaned your face against the cool window of the car. Fernando was in the front seat, classical music playing in the background. At that moment, you realized that your skin had goosebumps and you were shivering slightly. Your fire proofs were basically soaked and the air conditioning was cooling it down quickly.

“Thur, do you have a hoodie or pull over?”

The question made Max and Arthur raise an eyebrow. But the moment they saw you shaking like a leaf, they quickly looked for one. Logan pulled the passenger door open and sat in it.

“Logan do you have a pull over or something?” Max asked once he realized that he nor Arthur had anything to cover you up.

The American was silent as he leaned forward to dig through his back.

“Aha!”

Something fuzzy was put into your hands. Arthur noticed that your hands were still shaking and took the pullover from you. He immediately got it unraveled and put over your head, tugging down at the sides. A sigh escaped your lips as you relished in the warmth it brought.

“Thanks Lo.”

“No problem champ.”

Arthur snorted. “So American.”

Logan swerved around as Fernando started to pull away.

“Well, no offense to Max, but Y/n is definitely going to be world champion one day. It’s only a matter of time.”

Max shook his head. “No offense taken if we all think it.”

“Thanks guys,” you muttered, head back against the window, eyes closed and close to sleep. Your boyfriend poked your arm, making you give him an astronomical side eye. He rolled his eyes at your glare.

“You can sleep after you eat.”

A grumble escaped your stomach, making everyone in the car laugh.

“It wants chicken nuggets.”

“Chicken nuggets is what it’ll get niña,” Fernando said from the front. The drive to the hotel was not long at all. This time, Arthur carried the stuff and Max carried you. Although, you did complain that you could have walked, but he didn’t want to take any chances.

When the four of you got to your room, Daniel was ready with open arms to take you from Max. Daniel was always more cuddly anyway and you wanted to keep being warm. The room was pretty frigid but you liked the contrast of a cold room with a warm blanket.

Lewis and George were in the little kitchenette pulling food out from the iconic brown bags.

A shiver wracked your body which made you realize that you desperately needed to change.

“Arthur, can you grab my clothes from my suitcase? I want to change.”

As the dutiful boyfriend, Arthur grabbed a pair of sweats, one of his pullovers, and the undergarments that you needed. He took you from Daniel and brought you into the bathroom for some privacy. You used the sink to keep steady as you stood. The Monegasque had a sad smile as he watched you try to use your legs that were shaking even more.

You took one step and your knees collapsed. Thankfully, he was there to catch you. He cooed when you pouted once you were seated on the toilet. He was very respectful and kept his eyes on your face as he helped you change. You rolled your eyes.

“You’ve seen me naked before,” you spoke quietly, not wanting anyone to overhear.

This time, he rolled his eyes.

“Yes, but it was for something very different.”

You could hear the smirk in his statement.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Race wins are very rewarding.”

He gave you a quick kiss after he pulled the crewneck over your head. When the two of you finally emerged, the rest of the boys were already there and changed. Max and Charles were on the pullout eating what looked to be some burgers.

Lewis was stabbing a salad as he talked to Daniel and Fernando. Your eyes lit up at the sight of the 20 piece nugget that was sitting on the counter. With Arthur’s help, you were able to take very small steps to get your own food. Lando and Oscar watched from the side as you got your hands on the container. Arthur then helped you over to the couch and sat you next to Max. He went to go get drinks and sat down on the other side of you.

It was a Leclerc brother sandwich.

You took a sip of your drink and grabbed the remote.

“What are we watching.”

Oscar piped up. “Please not Cars 2. And a pout won’t work this time.”

“Certified Y/n-hater.”

The Aussie laughed, but continued to let you pick a movie.

You smirked as you selected one of your other favorites.

“Black. All important movies start with a black screen.”

“You did not choose Lego Batman.”

“I chose Lego Batman.”

mclaren has posted

mclaren congratulations to Oscar on his first win and to Lando for bringing in a 1-3! 🧡🐈

We are saddened to hear that Y/n L/n had to be transported to the on-site medical center tonight after severe heat exhaustion and could not make it to the podium. Thankfully, she is on the mend and will race in Abu Dhabi for the final Formula 1 race of the 2024 season.

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papaya_on_top OSCAR WIN - BUT Y/N I WAS CRYING

orange_bois i was so scared watching them haul her out of the car

y/n.89 can't get rid of me that easily 😤

landonorris dang it, thought I could get one more win in oscarpiastri don't listen to him, he was crying while he typed this landonorris YOU WERE TOO????

iamred_iamyellow oh gosh, I thought last year was bad

russellgeorge someone needs to get a protest started, this was too much

lanoscar proud of my boys, scared for everyone else

redbullracing has posted

redbullracing good P2 and P4 today 👊

Y/n L/n is currently recovering back at her hotel and will be monitored through the night. She has been cleared to race in Abu Dhabi if she continues to feel better. She was diagnosed with severe heat exhaustion that could have turned into a heat stroke if she wasn't treated immediately. Heatstroke is deadly if not treated immediately after the symptoms show up. We are thankful for Max, who alerted the team that something was wrong.

Because of this matter with our youngest driver, Red Bull Racing encourages the other teams to put in a protest of the Qatar Grand Prix. This year, five drivers had to retire due to health issues and two were hospitalized. Lance recovered quickly from severe dehydration. If the Qatar Grand Prix continues, our drivers will not race in 2025 at this circuit. Thank you.

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y/n.nation please, fans as well, start protesting and don't buy tickets for Qatar 2025. something is obviously wrong

formula_fan the cars are too hot for this circuit. they have no internal cooling and the drivers are so susceptible to the heat

y/n.89 thank you so much for taking care of me! I will be ready for Abu Dhabi!

redbullracing we missed seeing you on the podium 🥺 y/n.89 I'll be back!!

landonorris max is the man - what do we say?

charles_leclerc thank you max oscarpiastri is that how you thank the man that saved your future sister-in-law??? 🤨 charles_leclerc THANK YOU MAX 🥰😙🥹🫶 maxverstappen1 you're welcome Charles ☺️ charles_leclerc I will still punt you

rookie&co I'm thankful that Red Bull is taking the initiative about this

scuderiaferrari at ferrari, we put our drivers above everything else. we will be protesting along with Red Bull and whoever else and will not take part in the 2025 Qatar Grand Prix if it is still approved

williamsracing we will stand along with Red Bull and will not race at the 2025 Qatar Grand Prix if it continues mercedeamgf1 our drivers before the race, we stand as one. we will not partake in the 2025 Qatar Grand Prix mclaren after tonight, we see where priorities lie. we race as one. McLaren will not partake in the 2025 Qatar Grand Prix astonmartinf1 we race as one. we will be protesting the 2025 Qatar Grand Prix alpinef1team we will be joining the grid in the protest of the 2025 Qatar Grand Prix visacashapprb teams should never have to choose between a driver's health and a completed race. we will protest the 2025 Qatar Grand Prix haasf1team we will be participating in the Qatar 2025 protest for our drivers stakef1team our drivers will not be participating in the Qatar 2025 Grand Prix if it is held in the upcoming year

formula14ever the way that all the teams have gathered together after what happened with Y/n

wholesomef1 this comment section >>>>

seb&bees Sebastian would be so proud for all the teams and drivers standing up for this cause

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Hello you!

Could I request Nozel x male reader where the reader is a fae prince who falls in love with Nozel while he's training and Nozel keeps finding little fae gifts for him on his window and one day in the forest finds reader who is all handsome and charming and they fall in love

Word count: 2432

Paring: Nozel x Fae Male Reader

Warnings: ummmm my shitty knowledge of fae and probably inaccurate descriptions of how things work with them, also possible ooc Nozel

A/n: Hello, thank you so much for requesting. I truly enjoy writing and knowing that someone wants to read what I write makes it so much easier to write something. Also this was specifically really fun to right. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and as always remember to hydrate or diedrate.

Wondering the forests of the Clover Kingdom was a regular part of Y/n’s week. Enjoying the relaxing sounds of nature and helping small animals find food. It’s what he enjoyed doing most and it gave him a chance to escape from the pressures of being the prince of the Fae. Y/n also enjoyed venturing into the castle town and mingling with the humans. Learning about their daily lives and workings of their culture. If he had to pick he’d probably say he was most intrigued by the Magic Knights, a group of powerful mages working to protect the Kingdom.

After a few weeks of talking with random Knights and citizen’s Y/n wanted to see the magic of one of the fabled Grand Magic Knights or as he learned they were mostly called Squad Captains. Try as he might he couldn’t get any of the lower ranking Knights he spoke with to take him to their headquarters to meet with any of the Captains so he settled for hoping to stumble across one while out exploring the Kingdom. And to his luck on one of his many trips into the forest he heard a sound distinctly not that of nature.

A loud shout could be heard followed by the sounds of something hitting a tree. Moving slowly and quietly to get a look at the person without alerting them of his presence. Y/n eventually reached the edge of a small clearing and ducked behind one of the trees. At the opposite side of the clearing stood a man with Silver hair wearing what looked like a Magic knight’s robe but fancier, Y/n could also see that the man’s grimoire was raised and had silverish shine to it. Curious about what was happening, he stayed quiet and moved to climb the tree hoping to get a better view of the Magic Knight as he trained.

Y/n watched as the mage struck a tree with silver fluid like magic, he could barely hear the man call it Mercury magic. One of the things Y/n loved most was seeing new magics, most faes had magic that had to do with plants, water or rocks, while humans had developed new and intriguing magics like this fluid metal magic he was watching. Too caught up in his thoughts he failed to notice one of the branches he was holding had bent enough to crack right as the forest had gone silent.

Hearing the branch snap, Y/n held his breath and backed close to the body of the tree. He wasn’t afraid of the mage, more he was embarrassed at possibly having been found watching him train. Well that or his breath was stolen from the sight of bright purple eyes looking in his direction, though all they could see was the thick forest on the edge of the clearing and not the fae that had snapped a branch. The tense silence lasted only a moment before a noise was heard from the Knights robe. Y/n watched as the Knight pulled out a device and spoke into it, before summoning a large amount of his mercury magic to form a large eagle and fly out of the forest.

Letting out the breath he had been holding Y/n decided he needed to know who that mage was where he could find him again. And so he headed into the capital and asked about the Magic Knight with Silver hair and magic. He quickly learned that the mage he had found training was none other than Captain of the Silver Eagles, Nozel Silva. Before learning that the mage was a captain Y/n had been planning to find and talk to him, but after learning that the mage was not only a captain but part of the human royal family, Y/n decided to settle for watching from afar.

Y/n took the time to find the headquarters of the Silver Eagles squad and which window belonged to the Silver haired captain before he set to leaving the handsome mage gifts. Every few days or so he would leave a new trinket he had found that made him think of the mage. Things like an amethyst carved to look like a leaf on a silver chain, the leaf was a representation of Y/n himself while the gemstone reminded him of the purple eyes that stole his breath. He even left a small silver eagle on the window sill as he thought it was a sweet little nod to the mages magic.

P.o.V Switch to Nozel Plus mini timeskip

It had been happening for a few months now, whenever Nozel would enter his office at the Silver eagles Headquarters he would find different trinkets just on his windowsill with no explanation on how it got there. He had tried asking many of his squad members to see if one of them had been leaving the items but they all just looked confused and made some snide comment before walking away from the Royal. Solid and Nebra were no different, making jokes about how their brother has a secret admirer and poking fun.

Even though the gifts were a surprise at first they became a part of his routine and Nozel found himself looking forward to what his mysterious visitor had left him this time. While he knew nothing of the gifter he guessed that whoever it was may have some connection to nature as many of the trinkets held imagery of plants or rocks, such as a gemstone carved to look like a leaf attached to a silver chain. Nozel also figured whoever they were, they were familiar with his magic as he once found a small silver eagle statue.

While he loved the gifts and looked forward to them, he wished to know who was leaving him gifts so he could thank them for their kindness. Don’t get him wrong he had left notes on the windowsill hoping whoever it was would see and respond or come forward but each note was left unanswered but accompanied by another gift.

After a stressful week of dealing with Captain meetings, and his siblings nonstop jokes about the woman leaving him gifts, Nozel decided to take a walk in the forest near the capital. He had recently decided there was something super relaxing about the sound of wind flowing through the trees and animals moving about their lives without a worry. Now, Nozel prides himself on being able to sense mana but it seems even he can be surprised.

Walking into the same clearing he had been training in a few months prior, Nozel did not expect to see a man about his age sitting with a few animals in his lap while seemingly having a conversation with them. Not wanting to deal with what he assumed was a crazy person, the royal turned to walk the other direction. Only he failed to see the branch at his feet that snapped with a crack that rivaled a building collapsing, alerting the stranger to his presence.

Deciding he had been caught the royal spoke to dismiss himself without being rude, though he was normally brash, he felt the need to be kind to this person. “I’m sorry to disturb you, I was just out for a stroll. I’ll leave you to do what you were doing.” With that Nozel started to turn away ready to leave.

P.o.V back to Y/n

Being startled by the animals in the clearing scampering off at the sound of a branch snapping, Y/n turned to the source of the noise. For a second time in this little clearing he had his breath ripped from his chest as he met amethyst eyes. Not registering that the man had tried to excuse himself Y/n decided to finally take the next step. “Would you like to join me?” The words left both the fae and the royal slightly confused. The fae was confused because why would Nozel just agree to sit in a clearing with some guy he just found here, and the royal was confused because what was this stranger asking him to do.

The Silver haired man stopped in his tracks and thought for a moment, his logical side said to just keep walking and pretend nothing happened but something he couldn’t quite put a finger on was telling him that this stranger was important to him in some way. Before he could respond though the y/h/c man spoke again. “I just mean, you look like you could use someone to talk to and I’m good at listening and will be an unbiased audience.” The Royal sighed before deciding that it wouldn’t hurt to talk with the stranger, after all he didn’t need to give deep detail and he likely wouldn’t see him again. With a flick of his robes Nozel moved to sit near the stranger.

“I suppose you are right, I could use someone to talk to.” Nozel spoke, letting his guard down even though he had no clue why this person made him feel so calm.

Y/n smiled, feeling happy to have finally started speaking to the man he had been admiring for the past few months. “I’m Y/n by the way, you don’t have to share your name if you don’t wish to. I just think it would be easier if you knew who you were speaking with.”He introduced trying to make the Mercury mag as comfortable as possible.

Nozel nodded before explaining how he was feeling slightly overwhelmed with his siblings teasing and the added pressure of his youngest sibling getting her grimoire soon. He spoke of how he didn’t want her to join the magic knights to keep her safe but also didn’t want to keep being a complete dick and make her feel excluded anymore. He was unsure of why he was being so open, he was just glad he could get all of this off his chest.

Y/n just listened to Nozel talk about his current struggles, how he wished to have been stronger in order to not have pushed Noelle away or have been able to stop Solid and Nebra’s bullying of their sister. While Nozel couldn’t give all the details he spoke of his fears and worries. After a few what felt like hours of opening up that had only been about twenty minutes, Nozel paused.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m telling you all of this. The main reason I came out here was to get away from my siblings teasing over a secret admirer I have, and now I’m telling a stranger some of my deepest worries.” Nozel stated, his voice portraying that he was perplexed.

The fae next to him chuckled slightly before smiling at him. “Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh, but it’s likely my fault. You see, I’ve been leaving the gifts for you and since you have been accepting them we have a strange sort of connection.” Y/n began to explain, earning a shocked look from Nozel. “It has to do with me being a fae, well prince of the fae but that’s not important. Anyway, by accepting my gifts, you opened your heart to me. It’s nothing bad, it just means that I can influence your feelings in little ways, such as making you feel comfortable with a stranger or relaxed enough to express your worries you would otherwise keep to yourself.”

“So you’re controlling me because I kept a necklace you left on the windowsill.” Nozel voiced his assumption.

Shaking his head Y/n spoke again. “I’m not controlling anything, being around a fae that you’ve accepted gifts from relaxes you. It’s not something I chose to do, it’s just a side effect of my affection for you. Think of it like this, when I’m in the forest I feel relaxed and calm enough to speak to you, because I’ve accepted all the gifts the forest gives me, but when I’m in the city and see a trinket I think you’ll like I freeze up, and the only way i can confidently gift it to you is by placing it on your window sill.” Nozel was confused but he was starting to understand.

The influence of the gifts from the Fae was similar to what he had heard being with your true love feels like. He didn’t want to call it that but he did feel like his heart was full just being in this clearing with Y/n.

Silence enveloped the two of them for a moment. Y/n was the one to break the silence. “I’ll stop the gifts if you’d like, I know it probably seems like I'm forcing the connection but it’s in my nature to give gifts to the one I admire.” Y/n turned away slightly having realized it may seem a bit intrusive to humans for someone to give you gifts and you unknowingly opening up to them.

“Don’t stop the gifts, I truly enjoy them. Do I wish you had spoken to me first before you started courting me in such a way? Yes but I can’t fault you for acting on your instincts.” Nozel spoke and somehow he knew this was truly how he felt and not just the connection he had with the Fae. “Maybe in return for the many gifts you have so graciously provided I can take you out for dinner and I can learn more about you?” He asked, noticing the smile that had formed on Y/n’s face.

“I’d enjoy that very much, thank you.” Y/n responded, holding back the joy of not having to stop showering Nozel in his affections.

Before either of them could speak again, a sound similar to that of what pulled Nozel from his training when Y/n first encountered him, sounded from Nozel’s robe. The silver haired captain pulled the magic communication device from his pocket, frowning. With a sigh he stood up. “Well this is where I bid farewell for now Y/n. I look forward to seeing you again, I’ll leave a note with details for the dinner on the windowsill.” After receiving a nod in response from the fae still seated in the grass, Nozel summoned his silver eagle and made his way back to the capital.

After Nozel’s departure, y/n stayed in the clearing enjoying how smoothly revealing himself had gone, and looking forward to seeing where this relationship would go.

#x reader #black clover x reader #nozel x reader #nozel silva x reader #nozel x male reader #black clover x male reader #answering requests #newt writes

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i know it's all about the lion's den AU rn and as usual I am FEASTING on the content (excuse the crumbs) but there's an idea that won't leave me alone-

what if Peaches was not human, but an immortal from the beginning? How much would change? I know the whole appeal of these AUs - I mean, that's why I love them and I absolutely love this lil corner of the fandom. but I've been kinda diving into the whole immortality biz in Chinese myths for my oc, so now I'm curious.

Peaches could be someone cultivating and practicing Xian (i hope I'm using that right) for years, or consumed pills/elixir of immortality somehow, or a demon who is oddly very kind and empathetic - would the bois still love her just as much? How different is the dynamic now even if Peaches retains her core personality traits?

love your work! and hydrate before ya diedrate

ive been thinking about this, and i kinda like the idea of immortal reader being an attendant of the heavenly peach orchard.

not super high up the ladder, but not at the bottom either. her powers are limited to helping plants grow just a little bit, creating temporary barriers, and being able to float the way all celestials can. the higher-ups figure that since no one is bold or stupid enough to steal from heaven, they don’t need any extra security in the immortal peach groves.

you can take a guess as to how reader meets the monkeys.

they show up to the orchards, ready to fight their way to the peaches, but instead of some overpowered celestial soldiers guarding the orchard, it's....one immortal maiden. just the one. but she doesn't seem all that powerful, soooooo...

...maybe she'd agree to let them take a few without too much trouble?

the monkey bros go the "oh don't mind us we're just a couple of cute lil monkeys, here to cause adorable and harmless mischief" route in their approach to getting reader to let her gaurd down.

they approach her while she takes a break from pruning some dead branches. she's understandably surprised and suspicious about these two seemingly normal monkeys who've snuck in, but... they are pretty cute. and tame; they let her pet them and give them scritches. perhaps they're one of the heavenly official's pets. reader supposes that they can stay for a while.

wukong and macaque play their parts, get reader's guard down, and steal a couple dozen peaches each. reader notices, but there's not much she can do beyond shooing the monkeys out with a broom (and her soft heart barely allows her to do that). she knows that if she reports it, those cute lil monkeys will be hunted down and killed.

she supposes she could put in a request for higher walls around the grove, or more barriers (she still wonders how the boys managed to get through the first ones), but with how slowly things get done in the bureaucracy...it'd be a very, very long time until it was even brought up in court.

besides, even then....they're monkeys. animals. she won't place blame on them for being what they are. those little cuties probably had no idea that the immortal peaches were any different from the ones on earth.

she could never stay mad at their adorable lil faces anyways.

---

reader, despite what you might think, has a pretty laid back job. once all her chores for the day have been completed (those magic trees don't really need much beyond the essentials to do their thing), she has a good amount of free time to sit and, you guessed it—read.

macaque (because of course, he has to be the first one to fall in every au) decides, on a bored whim, to go visit that nice attendant they stole from not too long ago. perhaps he'll collect some intel while he's up there.

he finds her after a bit of searching. reader sits in a secluded corner of the grove, leisurely turning pages and enjoying the shade. macaque, still disguised, sidles up to her. reader notices, seeming surprised to see him before her face morphs into... a rather adorable pout. perhaps she thinks she's being intimidating.

'damn, no wonder the bureaucracy didn't think they needed any more security,' macaque thinks sarcastically. such a fearsome maiden they've chosen to guard the immortal peaches.

while reader takes a minute to admonish him about stealing, it isn't long before she sighs and gives up on her lecture in favor of scratching him gently behind his ears. he churrs low in his chest. her whole demeanor is as soft and sweet as the peaches she guards (her hands as well, he notes, pressing into them).

macaque laughs internally. a fearsome maiden, indeed.

macaque manages to wiggle his way into reader's lap, pulling her attention from her book. she knows she should be trying to scare him off, but...just—just look at him! he's so cute, and she's too pulled in by how cute he is to notice the oddly powerful aura he seems to exude (far too powerful to be a normal monkey). he enjoys her touch for a while longer before he hears the far-off call of his annoying brother, wondering where he is. he bumps his head into reader's hand by way of goodbye before running off to shadow away more secretively.

reader watches him go, sighing. she really should shoo him away next time.

---

macaque keeps coming back. and reader continues to be unable to kick him out.

with very few visitors and no one else to talk to, reader begins to tell him everything that she overhears during the day; the officials don't think anyone is listening when they air out their gossip as they walk by the orchard. she doesn’t know it, but she’s saving macaque the energy of using his powers to gather this intel on his own.

the six-eared demon makes a habit of showing up to the grove to laze around with his favorite maiden and listen to her read, using “spying” as the excuse he gives his brother for why he's been running off so often. reader seems to have accepted that he won't be leaving her alone any time soon, and he takes full advantage. macaque comes to think of reader and the secluded corner of the grove as his own little peice of heaven.

of course, sooner or later, wukong joins in. he's a bit angry that macaque didn't just say he was visiting the peach orchard and it's attendant; he wouldn't have minded, he would've come with! macaque doesn't bother trying to explain that he didn't want to share.

but share he does, seeing as wukong greedily takes all the attention from reader he can get. the monkey king finds himself enamored with the maiden who's hands and heart are as soft as the fruits she tends to. he won't admit it (it may hurt his carefully crafted "ruthless demon king" image if he did), but wukong is a cuddle bug when it comes to reader. everything about her is just so soft, and she's so kind, and she always smells like peaches—he could spend hours laying on her chest as she reads.

he just feels so...peaceful, with her.

the boys are entangled in reader's life, visiting whenever they can and butting into whatever she happens to be doing. they see her day to day happiness (brief conversations with the lower maids she's friends with), and her struggles (the two monkeys bore witness to the officials taking their anger out on reader over something trivial, their rage towards heaven growing stronger). the two grow more and more attached to her as time goes on.

and so they begin to work a small abduction into the grander scheme of their plan.

---

sooner or later, the monkey warlords properly raid heaven. they and their demon army storm the jade palace, murdering servants, footsoldiers, and as many officials as they can. the monkey king and the six-eared macaque lead a massacre so bloody it stains the palace walls red. wukong especially holds back none of his rage, getting caught up in his hatred for heaven and zealously continuing to shed as much celestial blood as he can.

during a lull in the chaos, macaque, covered in vicera, makes his way to the immortal peach grove. with the battle coming to a close and the demon forces being driven back, now is as good a time as ever to snatch up a special “peach” for himself and his brother.

he finds said peach preoccupied with a gallant attempt at protecting herself and a few lower maids from a demon soldier, using a series of barriers. the soldier breaks the barriers almost as fast as reader can make them, rapidly pushing her and her companions into a corner. reader puts up a brave fight, but she's a celestial attendant, not a celestial warrior.

macaque calls out to the soldier, halting their attack and telling them to regroup with the others and prepare to move out. the soldier complies, crassly assuring the women that they’re about to be nothing more than bloody pulp on the garden wall. no one has ever gone against the shadow general of the demon army and lived.

macaque waits until the soldier is out of sight before leisurely approaching the still quivering group of maids and their determined, but exhausted looking guard. reader tenses as he steps closer. she feels a horrible sense of dread crawl down her spine when she gets a good look at him.

the dark fur, the shape of the mask marking on his face...reader feels tears start to bead at the corners of her eyes.

this entire time, she'd been petting and coddling the six-eared macaque. the second in command of the dreaded demon army has been sitting right in front of her and she had no idea. reader can barely keep her breathing steady.

and if this is her dark-furred companion, then the lighter-furred one must be…oh stars.

…she let the monkey king in.

she practically threw open the doors for him. she didn’t report them when she should have, she knew there was something strange about them but she was so sure they were just normal animals—oh stars above, if the jade emperor ever discovered this, she’d be executed.

but…but reader steels herself. she can deal with that later. her friends are counting on her.

now, she’s certainly not expecting the blood-covered demon general across from her to be open to bargaining (he could just kill all of them now, but reader gets the feeling he wouldn't be merciful enough to end it quickly). and he knows exactly what leverage he has over her, she can see it in the smug look on his face.

but she tries anyways.

“let them go, please,” she begs breathlessly, arms shaking from the strain of maintaining her magic. the least she can do is buy her friends a moment more. “do whatever you want with me, but they are blameless.”

macaque chuckles, the sound reverberating lowly between the trees. whatever he wants, huh? oh, sweet peach. she should know better than to give him so much leeway.

“that is tempting. if that’s the case, then perhaps you’ll go with me willingly,” he muses, tail swaying slowly. his fangs glint dangerously when he smirks.

“don’t fight, and no harm will come to them. that, and your secret will be safe with me. honest."

reader doesn’t believe him. she can’t, but she and her friends are so low priority that calling for help would be useless. if the demon army has been as effective as the screaming would lead her to believe, the celestial host has much bigger problems than rescuing a gardener and some lowly maidservants. and with the chance that she’ll be seen through and blamed for every gory death that's happened beyond the walls of the peach groves...

she doesn’t have a choice.

reader slowly, cautiously lowers her barriers, despite the worried cries of the maids behind her. they cower closer together as reader takes a slow step closer to macaque.

with a flick of his wrist, reader is struck by a sleeping spell so potent she falls into macaque's waiting arms like a lead weight. the demon gathers his beloved into his hold with a gentleness that doesn't fit his gory visage.

he sinks into a shadow, leaving the maids to clutch each other and cry at the loss of reader and the near loss of their own lives.

---

reader wakes up days later in the royal bedchambers of the stone palace. she startles at seeing the monkey king and the six-eared macaque laying on either side of her, stripped to just a loose pair of pants each. she herself has been changed to a comfortable silk robe, her own clothing nowhere to be seen.

reader feels a cold sludge in her gut. she scrambles out of the pillow pit, kicking a few into the face of one of her captors as she goes. she checks herself over, looking for bite marks, claw marks, anything to indicate the two demons sharing a bed with her had violated her in any way. she looks, and breathes a heavy sigh.

she finds nothing.

"we figured we'd wait until you were awake to start marking territory," the tired, yet still somehow smug voice of the monkey king chimes from behind her. reader turns to see the demon leveling an amorous look her way. his gold and crimson eyes burn like fire in the low light.

reader ignores him in favor of falling to her knees and burying her face in her hands. now that she has a moment to think, her failure has decided to take centerstage; she was the one who let the monkey king into the jade palace, she let him steal the immortal peaches, she's the one who carelessly shared all the gossip that told them when the best time to attack would be, she's to blame for all the lives lost—

"hey. y'know we would've raided heaven even if we hadn't met you, right? it's not your fault," macaque says, propping his head in his hand to look at her. he doesn't have the decency to hide how he's sizing her up, poison purple eyes glowing whilst tracing her curves. reader shrinks into herself a bit more.

"yep. don't feel too bad, peaches. i was never gonna spare any of those bureaucrats in the first place," wukong adds. "and besides, none of those guys cared about you anyway, so why feel bad?"

reader sobs, pressing her hands to her eyes. she knows. she knows how callous the officials could be, but that doesn't mean they deserved to die. it doesn't mean the servants and foot soldiers who were only following orders deserved their fates.

she hears movement, then feels a set of strong, furred arms wrap around her. wukong rests his head on her shoulder. he nuzzles his nose against her neck. she feels his warm breath and the glance of deadly sharp fangs when he speaks.

"they didn't deserve the mercy you seem to think they did."

---

wukong places a seal on reader's powers. what little defense she had against them is gone with the placement of a brand-like marking in between her shoulder blades (and a few more along her shoulders made with his teeth).

reader can't do anything. wukong won't let her leave, and even if she could, the heavenly court will have her executed if she goes back. so, she remains on the monkey king's mountain.

she didn't think she'd share a fate with the precious fruit she'd failed to protect.

#bad end wukong #twice as bad au #immortal peach au #i guess??? cause shes an immortal???#this got waaay longer than expected #got tired and couldnt figure out how to end it #dialogue is hard

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ye-local-simp · 2 years

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hihijust saw your request is open and here i am! (hope you’re doing alright! dont forget to stay hydrated or youll diedrated) anyways i want to request a reader being so tall, taller than malleus! basically i want to see them reacting a reader or an s/o having the height and personality of a fatui mirror maiden from genshin! (hehe sorry i just simp for tall women) if thats okay with you that is if not you can ignore this!

also characters!:

idia, malleus, leona, floyd and jade (hehe basically the tall boys)

[S/o like a mirror maiden]

[IDIA,MALLEUS,LEONA,FLOYD,JADE]

Idia:

-Congrats, you remind of so and so character!

-Suprised how he even got you, he definitely thinks he got lucky which does sometimes cause insecurities within the relationship.

-But what he loves about you is how strong you are emotionally.

-You could actually stay strong for even depressing things which is a good trait if you would ever be with Idia.

-It's just that he is always so bad at comfort, plus it's normally the other way round, him needing comfort.

-But get me wrong, he would definitely comfort if you need it.

Malleus:

- You actually came as a shock to him.

-He actually doesn't see many people who are taller than him, actually anyone for that matter.

-Malleus actually tells you things though, like how he feels which is great honestly.

-Like telling you, you are perfect or strong etc.

-Even though as a mirror maiden you are strong, Malleus is still a lot stronger but he doesn't gloat it though.

-He actually think you have potential to be great mage.

-But if you don't want to be, he won't force, he is aware its not the 1800s anymore.

Leona:

-Yes he is surprised that you are very tall, but is he too surprised, no.

-He has definitely met many people who are taller and maybe even stronger than he is.

-But he doesnt actually express this, he just does the usual, pretends not to care about anything.

-not that he minds you being taller or stronger, he doesn't feel emasculated in any way.

-Mostly since he was raised to be respectful and treat women as equals.

Floyd:

-Also another person, who doesnt see many people taller than him.

-He thinks your water power is pretty neat for a person who isnt merfolk sonce most of the best water mages are merfolk or water fae.

-He also thinks you are super pretty, even though back in the coral sea, he has seen many mermaids.

-One thing that he loves to do for you is bring you gifts despite Azul's complaints and protests that he was missing work or spending too much.

Jade:

-Jade is actually also shocked about your height but he actually still has the mental capacity to quickly overcome the shock.

-What he more shocked about is your hydro power.

-He also sees your beauty and loves to remind you that you are pretty.

-Like his brother, Jade loves to do for is bring you gifts.

-However unlike his brother, he still manages to spend less for a good quality gift and finish all his work.

-He does have his ways

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland fluff #twst scenarios #twst fluff #twst headcanons #floyd x reader #jade x reader #leona x reader #malleus x reader #idia x reader

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novelcain · 1 year

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First things first! Hydrate before you Diedrate! Drink some water, fool. And yes I think its funny for the fish to be reminding you to drink

Second, the idea of poor MK not only being extremely embarrassed of triad AU!SWK and Reader being a bit too affectionate but also having to drive Macaque home is so adorable. They grow up so fast

This also feeds into my particular kind of baby fever, where said baby doesn't even need to be a literal baby. A teenager/young adult is just as much of a baby if you adopt aggressively enough

I feel like whatever the Reader ends up being (libraian, restaurant owner, co-mob boss, etc.) MK just always ends up seeing her as a mother figure. Wukong can be a bit strict towards him at times but Reader is always there to go "give the kid some slack" and whisks him away from the conversation for some well earned deserts, much to Wukong's dismay because "dear, you're making him soft!"

MK doesn't only see her as mom by proxy of Wukong but because she genuinely ends up being caring and nurturing

Advocate to give MK even more parental figures

- 🐟 (Baby fever at the ripe age of 20)

OMG! I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO GET TO! BUT WHEN I READ THE FIRST THIS WAS ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT UNTIL I DID IT!

But literally same, Fish! Ritz and I want so badly to adopt teenagers and older kids one day because hardly anyone gives them a chance in the system so they just stay in until they age out. (Not to mention how abused they are by the system but let's not get into that rn)

I love the thought of Reader being the buffer between Wukong and MK because sometimes Wukong forgets that MK needs more than just training. That he's human and has emotional needs and limitations.

Reader doesn't adopt MK. MK adopts Reader. Never let em know your nest move!

MK needs ALL the parental figures!!!

-Skittle (baby fever at the ripe age of 22)

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intimidating-fettuccine · 2 years

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Toby, Helen, and EJ with an s/o who has chronic pain? Have a good time zone!! And stay hydrated to avoid the diedrate!!

I will do my best~

Click here for Helen | Click here for EJ

Toby:

Toby hates that he can't understand the things you're going through, as he desperately wants to. He wants to be able to understand and be able to better assist you, but he can't feel the pain that you feel, and it's something that often troubles him because he loves you so much and wants to be able to relate to you and support you.

And he does absolutely do his best to support you. Toby is a naturally caring and attentive partner, and he spends a lot of time each day checking in on you and making sure that you're alright. He always tells you to text or call him immediately in case something happens or you're in too much pain, and he'll get to you as soon as he can to help you out. He also offers to help you out a lot, offering to take over any of your chores when it's a struggle to do them, offering to help you with your work in any way that he can. If you have trouble with mobility, Toby also doesn't mind assisting you in getting around, and he feels proud and happy to be able to help you out in such a way.

He does his best to help you relax and feel better as well. Always making sure that if you take any medication for it that you guys always have some in stock, preparing you nice relaxing baths after a long day, giving you some gentle massages if that's something that can help you, anything at all he can do to make you feel comforted and at ease he's excited and happy to do for you. He feels happy to have the chance to try and improve your quality of life and help you out, so really, if you ever need him for anything at all you never have to hesitate to ask, because he's incredibly willing to do it for you, anything from getting you a glass of water, doing the dishes, helping you navigate, helping with your pain management, any small or big thing at all is worth doing for you to him.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta headcanons #ticci toby #ticci toby headcanon #ticci toby headcanons #ticci toby x reader

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addisonstars · 9 months

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“sweet and sour”

written for day 14 of august for @wolfstarmicrofic with the prompt “dehydrate”

655 words :)

He had learned that fighting it only made things worse for him. Putting up a fight or saying crude things back only made the situation worse. And yet every time, Sirius couldn’t seem to not try his hardest to get away, to deflect. And still, it ends up the same.

He is locked in his room over the holiday break, and he can’t even try and get out window to sneak out or send an owl for help, as his lovely mother had put a curse over it.

He’s been stuck in here for almost a week now- he’s been keeping track through the window, she didn’t board it up this time- and he suspects he will be in here for another week until the train comes to pick them up for Hogwarts.

And if being stuck in his own room isn’t bad enough, his grade-A parents have decided to starve Sirius and leave him without any water as well. He’s used to the no-food, but giving him only a couple of ounces of water a day is cruel. But what does he expect?

He’s lying on his end, curled in the fetal position on his bed, reading and rereading school textbooks to pass the time. His stomach hurts and his mouth feels dry, from the dehydration.

Only another week, Sirius thinks. I can do it.

***

Remus notices something is wrong with Sirius before they even say ‘hello’ to each other. He looks sickly pale, his skin sunken and sallow, the normal light in his eyes missing. Remus knows about his boyfriend's home situation, but he’s never seen Sirius in this bad of a condition before.

They get on the train, and Sirius immediately comes to hug Remus, softening and sinking into him. Remus hugs him back, enveloping the boy, knowing both of them need it. It doesn’t escape his notice that he is thin, thinner than usual.

“Hey,” Sirius greets, the sound muffled by his face being shoved against Remus’s shirt.

“Hullo dear.” Remus says, deciding against adding something about Sirius’s condition Sirius doesn’t move away from Remus the whole train ride, and the four of them- James and Peter, with Sirius and Remus- make small talk the way there.

They get back into their dorms, get situated, and Sirius opts to stay in his room for the night instead of going out. Remus joins him, shooing the other boys too, wanting to just talk to his Pads.

Remus spoons Sirius, letting the other boy collect his thoughts and relax for a bit. Remus feels Sirius’s body start to shake softly, and it’s as if he’s crying.

Wait, he is crying, Remus realizes.

“Hey, hey, why are you crying? There’s no need.” Remus says, running his fingers through his hair, trying to sooth the shaking boy. “I got you, it’s all right. I’m here. Not them. Me. Remus. Your boyfriend is here, for you.”

“I just-“ Sirius breaks off. “I wish…”

“There’s no need to say anything. You can tell me when you’re ready ok?” Remus whispers, coming to wrap around Sirius even closer, grounding him.

He hears Sirius take deep breaths, and then he stars to speak. He tells Remus about what happened over the break, all the horrible things that his parents do to him. Remus soothes him when he sputters, rubs his head when he gets quiet afterward.

“Oh baby, I’m so sorry,” Remus says, trying to keep his irritation in check. He knows there’s nothing he can do to stop his parents, but he wishes there was. He doesn’t understand how one's parents could be so cruel to their own child.

Sirius sniffs, shifting further back into Remus, pressing them back to chest.

“I love you. So much.” Remus said, smiling softly as he said it even though Sirius probably couldn’t hear him. “I love you Siri.”

He did, and Sirius hummed happily in response. “I love you too, Moons.”

hydrate or diedrate as i like to say! anyways not me posting this literally right before i go to bed lmaoo. this prompt was HARD and like i didn’t want to be boring and so a simple dehydration post, and i couldn’t think of anything all day long, but this came to me right now and i wrote it so oops sorry. i took the prompt wayyy out of context and the title, i was listening to “cherry flavored” by the nbhd and this kinda works?!? anyways, writers block is also hitting very hard jeez, but hey i can do it. have a lovely night (or day) and remember to hydrate or diestraight baha.

that was a very long end note ok im done now by goodnight.

-a.s.

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #remus x sirius #wolfstar fluff #wolfstar angst #walburga's a+ parenting #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar fic #dehydrate

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mcnotok · 1 year

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Dude I love your art it's amazing! Please never give up no matter what people say! You are cool, stay safe drink water, eat food

Oh that reminds me, I need to hydrate before I diedrate. Thank you!!!

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chthonic-eldritch-terror · 2 years

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🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅

Reminders for the summer:

•Wear suncream and top it up regularly; it doesn't last forever so you need to reapply

• Bring a hat! Shield those eyes from damaging rays

•Take breaks because staying outside forever isn't good for you whether you have suncream or not

•Hydrate or diedrate

•Have fun kids!

🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅

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synonymroll648 · 2 years

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Ok ok ok hear me out. Sokeefitz Body Swap AU.

(TW for referenced child neglect, and outright child abuse. Not everyone is luck enough to live in the Ruewen household. If this triggers you please feel free to delete this.)

Keefe swaps into Fitz's body, and is immediately awoken by a knocking on the door. It's not the pounding that he's used to, but instead a light little tapping on the door. It's Biana, and she outright asks him if he's feeling okay, because he hasn't woken up this late in years, and she wanted to make sure that he wasn't dead. Keefe tells her that he's fine and she tells him that there's food on the counter downstairs and that she's going over to Linh's.

Keefe nods and waits until she's gone before tip-toeing downstairs, as to not disturb Alden or Della. To his shock, he doesn't have to worry, because neither of them are anywhere to be seen. As it turns out, they're busy, and as he'll find out soon, they're always busy. Everglen deathly quiet, it's almost like no one's here at all, even though he knows that's not true. The lights in both Della and Alden's offices are on, yet he sees them only once in the next three days that he's been there. So, Keefe worries about him self, for the first time in a while. He works out, he learns to cook, he goes out and draws, he has time to himself and peaceful time to himself, for the first time in a while. He doesn't need anyone to escape, he simply has himself.

Fitz swaps to Sophie's body, and is shocked at how tight-knit the Ruewen's bond is. The casual touches and expression of affection that happen at all times. He's surprised when he wakes up to Edaline cooking breakfast, and Grady telling him little jokes, and how close they are to one another as well. Edaline wrapping her arms around Grady and pecking him on the cheek, Grady kissing her on the forehead before he goes out to feed Verdi, all the little things.

He's also surprised by how busy Sophie is, and how much she overworks herself. Her desk has piles of paper work, she has check lists upon check lists upon checklists to complete, only in one day, and he instead uses that time to get to spend time helping all of those around him, because he's not used to anyone helping him, and it's a nice change. Also because Sophie needs to manage her self-care and care for other people better, girl is getting around two hours of sleep.

And Sophie swaps to Keefe's body, and she is horrified at how much Keefe's been hiding. She wakes up to the pounding of the door and the screaming of Cassius, terrified, she immediately hails him (or, herself really) to try and figure out what's going on. After being redirected to Keefe in Fitz's body, she asks him what to do. Keefe, very apologetic, can only offer what he did, go stay with other people.

Sophie is hesitant at first, but after a screaming match with Cassius decided that that is in fact a Very Good idea, and so, she stays around. She goes to Havenfield and Everglen of course (and nearly cries when Edaline hugs her for the first time in a week,) and even explores some of the Lost Cities with all of her free time. It's a constant revolving door of Sophie. Solreef, Everglen, Havenfield, Rimeshire, Slups and Burps, heck Stina even tolerated her at Sterling Gables for a while. Sophie learns how to rely on others. She learns that kindness isn't only in obvious acts, but also in the subtle ones. Also she's learned how to make way too many prank elixirs.

Anyway yes Sokeefitz Body Swap AU.

[id: an ask that reads ‘Realized I probably shouldn’t have sent you that absolute monster of an ask but you asked for ramblings about sokeefitz and you got ramblings about sokeefitz so honestly I’m blaming this on you. /lh /j’. end id.]

it was 3:45am when i saw this and 3:47am when i finished reading it and AESRFGDSBFDYHJUTKYLIUFGRTDHFRGY4 TOBI. this is such a treat to find after finally drinking water after an hour of procrastinating on it!!!! life really said 'diedrate or hydrate and get the biggest sokeefitz ramble you've seen in an ask so far :)' and wow am i glad that i hydrated!!

there is. so much. fic potential here. there are so many ways this could go!! so many questions!!

does anyone else around them know about their predicament? are there any small appearance changes to their respective bodies (that sounds weird lol) that indicate who is who? or does one have to rely solely on their words and body language to figure it out? what character/relationship arcs (platonic and romantic) would we have?? do we get to see them all regularly check in with each other on issues that they don't share with others (like sophie hailing keefe in the mornings to ask how things are going and him giving actually honest answers, etc.) and grow closer through it? also this is probably a question people ignore and say 'just go w/ it ok??' but like. how? did they end up in a body swap? in the first place? are there rules they know about, or are they just thrown into it and told 'good luck bro' by the universe? etc.

#danu i am going to get brainworms over this ask #so many...ideas... hnnnnng #this is probably something that anyone who's read a body swap au knows but #how does falling in love w/ someone who's either in your body or someone else's work??#/gen #sophie foster #fitz vacker #keefe sencen #sokeefitz #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #kotlc fic idea #ask #tw child abuse #tw child neglect #long post #long ask #if there's a tw i need to tag lmk #xanadaus

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Snow and Cuddels.

Word count:1333

Paring: Zora Ideale x reader

Summary: Snow day turned into cuddles with the best prankster who is allergic to wearing a shirt.

Warnings: Not much, cursing, mentions of colds and frostbite, maybe ooc Zora

A/n: Hello everyone, I hope you enjoy this. I am aware some of the bulls are not mentioned, i just couldn’t think of what to have them doing. Also this is my first time writing for Zora so it may be a little off, I’m hoping with this event to write for more fandoms and maybe get some requests in as well, but who knows. Anyway, have fun, enjoy and remember to Hydrate or Diedrate.

Winter has finally arrived in the Clover Kingdom, and I couldn’t be happier. Playing in the snow with friends and family, baking cookies and making candy, and drinking hot chocolate, just some of the many fun things to do when winter hits. And of course today was the first day that there was a decent amount of snow, and Captain Yami kindly gave all of us at the Black Bulls hideout the day off.

Charmy decided she’s going to be baking and cooking all day, Vanessa is already passed out drunk, Magna and Luck are fighting over whatever one of them did this time, Gouache is well being Gouche, Gordon is trying to hang with gouache but is just being creepy, and Gray is hiding from everything. The more rambunctious and childish of the group were outside in the snow, this included Asta trying to get Noelle to participate in a snowball fight, Finral has made a snow person he’s practicing his flirting with. That just leaves Me and my grumpy boyfriend who just wants to go inside because ‘shit it’s cold out here’, I’m trying to get him to enjoy the chilly weather but Zora being well himself refuses to, I don't know, put on a shirt and try to enjoy this free time.

“Come on, Y/n why do you want to be out here it’s freezing. Why don’t we go lay down and cuddle? Or steal whatever Charmy has made for the day, we could also mess up Gouche’s creepy sister shrine again.” I turned to the red head slouched against the wall, rolling my eyes at him in response. “What are you even doing over there? It’s just snow, what can you possibly be doing with it?” He asked, pushing off the wall, moving to look over my shoulder.

I lend further over my creation to hide it from him. “You don’t get to see it until it’s done. If you don’t want to be out here, you can go in if you want. If you really want to mess with the others, have fun, I’m enjoying it out here.” I tried to tell him he didn’t have to stay out here.

“You know it’s not as fun if you’re not helping, plus you know where Vanessa hides her booze. Plus you could get sick if you stay out here too long.” Zora said, still trying to see the snow creation I was working on.

“Why do you want Vanessa’s booze? You know what nevermind with that, but seriously if you want to go inside you can, I won’t blame you. I just hoped we could do something fun out here, instead of staying cooped up all day. And I won’t get sick, I’ll be fine.” I said, leaning back to show him what I had finished making.

Zora paused processing the drawing I had carved in the patch of flat snow in front of me. It was a crescent moon along the side of one of his trap spells, to represent both of our magics, in the center was our initials. “I know it’s cheesy and won’t last long out here cause it will melt eventually, but it just popped into my head and I need to physically see it and show you. I was thinking we could maybe get it made into necklaces or something?” I explained my thinking. I hoped he understood what I was saying.

“It’s amazing. But why draw it out here in the snow, if you want to get it made into necklaces or something you’re gonna have to draw it again on paper, why not wait till you go inside?” He asked, looking at me quizzically.

I thought for a second before answering. “I just didn’t want to forget it plus, I want to stay out here as long as possible. Since I finished, would you want to pummel Asta with some snow balls?” I asked knowing he would want to cause some kind of trouble.

He just groaned at the thought of being in the cold any longer. “Fine but after we bury him in the snow we are going inside and cuddling.” He answered standing up straight and offering me his hand to help me up.

“Deal as long as we get Hot cocoa before cuddles.” I started moving behind a tree close to where Asta was now trying (and failing) to build a snowman. “Let’s hide from him here and make some snowballs, before we launch our attack.” I said bending down and beginning to make some roughly ball shaped clumps of snow to throw at the young boy.

After about ten minutes of making and throwing snowballs at a screaming Asta, and him running over Finral. Zora and I decided it was time to go inside for the rest of the day and finally get some hot chocolate, mostly because Zora’s chest was now bright red from being in the cold for so long while shirtless.

We made our way inside, snagging some cocoa and cookies from Charmy, before heading up to our shared room. I couldn’t help but laugh as the normally grumpy and closed off Zora dropped onto the bed sighing while thanking whoever assigned our room for it having walls without cracks so the cold couldn’t be felt inside it.

“You know if you put on a shirt you wouldn’t be so cold in the winter right?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I took a sip of my hot cocoa.

He just rolled his eyes standing up and taking his mask off, walking over to me. “If I wore a shirt, you would be robbed of the second best sight known to man. The first being your face after I do this.” I was confused for a moment before he lent in, placing a kiss on my lips, before pulling away with a smirk. “See that’s the face, all shocked and confused.” He said turning back to the bed to pull the covers down. “Stop gaping like a fish and come lay down, I’m still fucking freezing and need your body heat so get over here.” He complained, laying down on his side of the bed having taken off the rest of his flashy clothes opting for a pair of sweatpants, he’s still shirtless but at least he’s under the blankets.

I rolled my eyes moving to kick off my boots while hanging up my coat. Crawling under the covers I was met with very little warmth as Zora’s ice cube off a body sapped all the heat from the bed. “Holy fuck Zora you’re so fuckling cold.” I said moving to cuddle up to him. “I wouldn’t be shocked if you get frostbite or something, damn.” He just chuckled but pulled me closer, sighing at the fact that I was at least a little bit warmer than he was. “Next time we go out in the cold, will you at least wear a coat, it doesn't have to be zipped just enough to keep your arms warmer.” I tried to bargain with him.

He paused before responding. “Fine, but I better get cuddles anyway.” I just nodded, now focused on warming him up while also trying not to fall asleep. “Go ahead and sleep. I'll be fine with you snuggled up to me being a space heater.” He said, rubbing my head. Letting out a yawn, I mumbled a quick I love you before falling asleep. The last thing I heard was Zora’s quiet response. “I love you, too, today was fun even if it was freezing.” He quickly followed suit in sleeping.

The next day when we woke up it became apparent that Zora was right about getting sick staying in the cold. But finally the jokes on him, cause he’s the one to wake up the sniffles and a slight fever. His pouting and grumbling could be heard throughout the hideout as he complained about it the rest of the day.

#x reader #black clover x reader #zora ideale x reader #zora ideale #black clover #Newt's Winter Fic Event #fluff #x gn reader

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