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idkfitememate · 4 months

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Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3 (You are here!)

You thought that the interaction you had with the boys would be enough to satiate you for a long while.

Well you were wrong.

Because now all you wanted to do was go into Mondstadt and see everyone.

There was one thing holding you back, however…

…And that was wondering where the story was.

Now, you unironically had been getting “vIsIoNs Of ThE fUtUrE”, or rather the updates and current story as it continued in your world.

Your world…

Shaking off the slight homesickness, continued on your mission. Finding out where ever which ever sibling was in the story.

What you weren’t expecting however was to watch a Paimon being fished out by a hungry looking Aether.

Oh Gods.

Oh Fuck.

THE STORY HASN’T EVEN STARTED????

This is new, considering that in nearly every fic about the SAGAU the story was up to the current update or it had stopped all together.

… Did you mention that you were a vivid reader of fanfiction? And player of Genshin? Because you were.

Tiptoeing backwards, you suddenly hear the shrill voice of a certain fairy… as in fairly large pain in your ass-

“Oh! If you’re really hungry you should go hunt that boar right there! I’ve never seen a painted one though…”

OH SHIT OH FUCK-

You ran away before the blonde could even turn around, hearing Paimon’s voice call out for you to stand still. No you weren’t gonna stand still!

You continued to run, cursing yourself out in your head for being noticed.

You were happy where you were! With your family! You already interacted with Mondstadt in the form of Razor and Bennet, that was enough!

You rushed deeper and deeper into the forest, stopping when you noticed your family ahead. Trotting before them, you laid down in front of the fire.

Ever since finding you, they refused to eat boar meat, switching to fox and bird so you wouldn’t have to sit and watch them cook something that looked like you, which was nice.

Right now they were roasting a bird over the fire, spices filling your nose as you curled up around it. Another change was the increase of Mita and Lawa and samachurls at the camp. Two of each element for each type of churl to protect the camp, and you.

This was also true for other mobs. Slimes and Whopperflowers, anything else in the immediate area. The number was upped.

And with your heightened heart rate?

The number only went up.

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By now, Aether and the small girl he had come to find was named Paimon had already cleared out a Hilichurl camp with the Outrider of Mondstadt, Amber.

Wiping sweat off her forehead, she turned to the duo.

“For some reason, the number of Hilichurl camps has been growing rapidly in the past year, even more so than before. Your help is immensely appreciated!” She said, sighing.

Aether only stood by before speaking up.

“Have you seen a painted boar around here?” He questioned.

“Oh! Yeah! The Boar of the Wilds! Yeah, quite the trouble maker they are. They’re a weird boar too, sticking around Hilichurls and the such. But they help the kids so we don’t see them as too much of a threat. Why?” Amber smiled as she turned around to face the Traveler, who was glaring at a now heavily sweating Paimon.

“No reason…” He said through grit teeth, making Paimon shake and mutter something about ‘not knowing’ or something of the sort.

“Well anyway, let’s get you into the city Traveler!”

And with that, the trio continued on their walk, unaware of the slime watching them.

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So you really are at the start of the story.

You paced around the fire as your family watched sitting cross legged.

You had two options:

1. Travel with Aether and see all 7 nations.

2. Stay where you are and live with your family till the story ends.

Your first instinct was, of course, to stay with your family. You had built a life here, no matter how crude.

Your family cared for you and you them. These specific mobs were going to live on in your heart and you’d be damned if you’d leave them. Because if you did, the odds of travelers and others of that nature might find them and…

Well you didn’t want to think of what’d happen.

You shook you head and snorted, pacing faster. You ignored the worried cries of those around you as you continued to think.

Now that the story started, that meant that shit was about the hit the fan.

You had noticed a lack of Divalin, and more windstorms. With how happy things had been, you tired to ignore it.

Ignore the signs.

But a small voice in the background of your head had told you.

It told you that the story had started. That you’d have to do something.

But if you did you’d mess up the whole story, and then you wouldn’t be able to predict what happens next and you’d loose all sense of control you felt you’d had.

The abyss.

You glanced back at your family.

One thing you made sure of was that there were no Abyss Mages around. Without them, your family was more than docile around humans, not truly seeing a reason to hurt them without cause.

When they would try to reverse the curse… if you left your family…

…

… You rammed into a tree.

Small screams erupted from them as the tree tilted over and fell, the top splintered from the bottom where you rammed it. Letting out a loud squeal, you rammed into another.

Why was this so difficult??

On the one hand, with your knowledge you could probably make so many lives better and easier!

But on the other, after you help one, it could cause a ripple effect and make you loose your grasp on what was happening, leaving you unable to help.

And with cautious you were, you didn’t even know if you’d come back if you’d die!

Would you be willing to die for these people?

Another tree fell.

You’d die easier than a human, what happens if you die.

What happens if you’re forced to leave your family?!

You rammed another tree.

Your breathing quickened and your eyes started to water.

The wind began to pick up.

When your hooves made contact with the ground, the earth rumbled.

You could no longer hear the shouts and cries of those around you.

What would happen when you died?

Would your blood be gold?

More trees fell.

Your eyes were blurred with tears.

You were barreling through the Forrest at this point, mind of every type crying out to you.

Crying out for you to stop.

You didn’t want to die.

But others would die for you.

You could stop so much.

… You could’ve stopped so much.

When the thought hit that while you’ve been messing around for just over a year, people were getting hurt, you ran faster, and hit harder.

The wind whipped harder. When you looked up you noticed Stormterror and Aether fighting above the city.

Had you been so caught up in your own stupid emotions that you failed to notice the city closest to you was under attack?!

How fucking STUPID could you be?!?!

You rammed harshly into a large tree, being stopped by both the winds of Teyvat and the sheer thickness of the tree.

Shaking your head you looked up.

… The Symbol of Mondstadt’s Hero.

You had ran all the way to Windrise.

Hiccups forced their way out of snout and tears poured out of your eyes.

You sobbed.

Everything was blurry and your ears were ringing. You were tired of thinking.

You barely registered the Pyro Samachurl laying a churl blanket around your back while warming it.

More and more mobs surrounded your sobbing form and slowly cuddled around you. Warming you.

And eventually, you fell asleep under the large and warm pile of Hilichurls, Mitachurls, Lawachurls, Samachurls, Slimes, Whopperflowers, other boars, foxes, and birds.

You were safe. You were loved.

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

“You have to check it out! I understand that the main issue is The Stormterror, but Miss. Jean! It’s a large pile of monsters and animals! This could pose a great threat!”

The distressed traveler continued to rant at the Acting Grand Master, causing her to sigh.

Everything lately had been so stressful, even with the help of the Blonde Traveler. Currently they were with Lisa at The Temple of the Lion.

She genuinely, truly didn’t want to ask them to help with this.

So she decided to check it out on her own.

Standing from her desk, she walked around to shake the hand of the now silent traveler.

“Don’t worry. I’ll check it out and do what I can to help in the situation.”

She was met with many thanks from them as they shook her hand up and down with vigor.

Lord Barbatos she was tired…

Making sure she was all ready to go and had her trusty Aquila Favonia, and headed out.

Nodding at everyone she passed, she quickly made her way out of the city and towards the place of interest.

The place said to be the historical ground of her hero, Vanessa’s ascension to Celestia.

The Symbol of Mondstadt’s Hero, Windrise.

Running her way over, it was very apparent that the Traveler was not kidding. She could see the large multicolored blob from where she was, though it wasn’t moving.

The thing had just recently appeared, but that didn’t change the fact that this was still dangerous.

Creeping towards the pile, she was met with the cacophonous sound of snores from monster and animal alike.

And she was now confused.

Never in Jean’s life had she ever seen a fox curled around a Sawachurl. Or a bird sleeping peacefully on a Lawachurl. Or boars cuddled up with Mita and Hilichurls.

Wait.

Boars cuddled up with… oh.

Sighing she readied her sword to attack and find where that boar was under all this, before a Frostarm Lawachurl shook itself awake. The sudden movement startled her and she was met with the blank carved eyes of its mask boring into hers.

The two stared for a bit, before it huffed and laid back down, cuddling into a Blazing Axe Mitachurl who was… well… cuddling it’s still-red-but-put-out axe.

Jean was bewildered at the interaction, standing from her attack position. Looking more, she took a risk.

She stepped forward.

She was met with whirrling of a Ruin Guard starting up.

If what she was thinking was true, then why was anything of Ruin here?! The boar hadn’t been known to wander into any of the shrines or otherwise where they may have been found!

She was met with a Guard turning to her. Again she readied for an attack.

Only to be met with small ‘beeps’ and ‘boops’.

It, like the Lawachurl only glanced at her, before lying back down.

Okay, what was going on?!

Now she just decided to walk through the large crowd, though through is a strong word. On was more like it.

And as she got closer to the large Oak tree, she noticed the dip right at its trunk. The pile only got larger, and when she got to the trunk, there was a large divet. Jumping down, she was met with the culprit she thought she’d meet.

The boar.

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

Being shaken awake was not what you wanted right now.

Groaning and huffing, you tired to push the hand off, only causing it or come back and push harder.

You continued to shove it off until it finally stopped. You sighed in relief and snuggled back into the warmth around you, falling back asleep.

At least, until you heard the scared cries of a Sawachurl.

Cracking your eyes open you immediately notice an angered(??) Jean standing over you and a Pyro Sawachurl. And she was directing that anger(???) towards the small churl.

Oh. Hell. No.

Jumping up you lightly but into her. Though your ‘light but’ sent her crashing into the large wall of bodies behind her.

Which started to wake up the large pile.

Animals and monsters grunted and groaned as Jean stood in shock at the ripple effect of your actions.

You were just watching a fox climb up the tree in interest.

The whole pile had woken up, standing confused at you and the only human. Jean was noticeable tense.

Shaking off the blanket, you snorted, grunted and oinked into the crowd. And after a moment, they began to disperse, much to Jean’s amazement.

“How did you… anyway. You can’t do… this anymore, alright? I don’t understand how you got these monsters and otherwise to not attack humans but I’ll have you know that you gave passing travelers quite the scare. You understand, right?” Jean asked.

You stood and gently nodded, still tired and slightly overwhelmed by past thoughts.

She sighed and made a decision.

Walking behind you - making you look at her with interest - she wrapped her hands around your midsection and picked you up, causing you to struggle.

Your distressed squeals filled the air as she began to explain. “I just - ngh - need to keep an eye on - hey watch it! - keep an eye on you - ow!” Her words were interrupted by your squirming and moving in her arms, but at her words you slowed.

… Right. The Stormterror situation.

She looked down with concern when she noticed you no longer struggling - she was expecting a fight the whole way - and was startled by the far off look in your eye.

Sucking it up, she began to carry you back to The Knights of Favonius Headquarters.

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

Seeing you in the office was not what Kaeya was expecting.

Having never met you personally but hearing stories around the city, seeing you in Jeans office sat beside her desk was a surreal experience.

The only reason he was here and not waiting for the Traveler was because he had been told the Jean had left, and with Lisa also not there, he was in charge for the moment.

Was he just a bit pissy that he was the only asked after they realized Lisa was gone?

… No comment.

But by the time he got back it didn’t matter because Jean and… you were already there.

He barely got a word in anyway because the door swung open with the Librarian and Traveler in tow.

“We’re back!~” Called Lisa. Aether stood behind her, red in the face. Kaeya wasn’t shocked with how… sultry she could be.

She was definitely an acquired taste, that was for sure.

But the moment of peace was broken by your loud squeals and oinks of distress, and the blue-coded man noticed you were looking at their new blonde friend.

And when you got up to start running, he made a split second decision.

He dove for you.

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A sharp crack was heard when your hoof made contact with Kaeya’s face.

You stood startled for a moment, before making eye contact with Aether again and panicking all over again.

You hadn’t made your decision!

You thought you’d at least get until he finished the Main Story Quest to make your decision!

Your panicking and running form was confined to the room as Jean commanded the doors be shut and locked from the outside.

This choice was made clear after you made a b-line for the door and rammed into it. You stumbled a bit for a second before running around again.

Using any kind of Vision or otherwise was immediately out of the picture due to the confined space and bunches of important documents and books in the vicinity.

Jean also tried to make a grab out you, which worked for a second… until you infused your body with Electro, shocking the shit out of her.

Now they had no clue what to do.

Well wait… nevermind.

Trying to coral you was the best bet.

And that’s what they did. But that just made you more wild.

Didn’t they ever hear the saying “A cornered animal will fight twice as hard.”?

Because that’s exactly what happened.

You rammed into walls and windows, no longer squealing but screaming.

It sounded sickeningly human to them.

You rammed past them and into the desk, causing a sharp letter opener to fall onto you.

Slicing your skin and making you bleed.

Gold.

It shined as you collapsed to the floor. Shaking and crying. Tired and hungry.

Those who were awake - you knocked out Kaeya - stood in shock as you continued to cry.

Lisa silently traced the paint on your fur. It’s swirling patters that, now that she saw them and was analyzing them anyway, looked like the patterns that lined the statues of their Creator.

Jean finally thought about your odd relationship with the creatures of Teyvat. How they listened to you and became docile in your presence. How they payed attention to only you and never harmed humans when around you. You calmed them. Like the Creator.

Paimon - who watched the ordeal from a corner in fear - put together how the fauna blocked Aether from reaching you and how the wind seemed to boost you away from the duo. How Teyvat seemed to help you. Much like it would the creator.

Jean and Lisa turned to each other. They just thought you had a weird mutation or something of the sort! Maybe even a vision! Would be the first time an animal got given a vision but that’s what they chalked it up to!

But this… they thought of who they thought was the Creator who was sitting on their throne right now, enjoying the finer things in life.

They were… lying?

The person they had been worshipping for.. years now.. was FUCKING LYING?!?!

Jean dropped to her knees and Lisa shook.

A whispered murmur left Paimon’s lips which startled Aether.

“The Creator…”

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Waking up in the med bay of The Knights of Favonius Headquarters was not what you were expecting.

A bandage was wrapped around your midsection and a guard was stationed at your door.

The most shocking thing however, was that every Vision Holder in Mondstadt - including the Traveler - was in your room.

Even Albedo and Eula.

Shaking and coughing alerted them to your now awake status. Those who were seated now stood.

You noted the bandage on Kaeya’s chin and felt bad.

Though that quickly turned to confusion when everyone - again, including Aether - bowed.

Then that confusion turned to fear as they spoke in unison.

“Our humblest greetings, O’ great Creator.”

…Shit.

And that is Pt. 3! The reason I’m gonna leave it like this is because I like open to interpretation stories, plus requests are still very open! So endings are entirely up to how you, my readers, want it to be! I have a hyperactive imagination, and love stories like this, and I want to see what you guys could come up with because I love you guys’s ideas! Thank you all who have joined me on this journey of Boar!Creator!

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thekissofaphrodite · 3 months

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Can you do a smut part 2 for “Waterloo” where clarisse gets really jealous and tells reader that if she breaks up with her boyfriend she will ✨reward✨ reader so reader breaks up with her boyfriend after some contemplating. When clarisse found out that reader actually broke up with him she drags reader somewhere and smut pursues.

THIS IS EXACTLY HOW I IMAGINED IT??!??! HOLYSHII

Take a chance with me

Clarisse La Rue X Daughter of Aphrodite!Reader

PART 2 OF WATERLOO

Summary: After the incident in the bathrooms, Clarisse decided she had enough of your pathetic excuse of a boyfriend.

Warnings: (Light) SMUT. Cursing and cheating, misogynists (Remind me if i missed one!)

Author's note: THIS TOOK KINDA LONG SINCE THIS IS A COLLABORATION WITH MY BESTFRIEND, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS! (i added a little twist in the end)

Collab with -🍵 <33

It was another painful day with your boyfriend, Keith. Camp Half-Blood was still in its normal route, Daily Practices, Bonfire singalongs, Games, But there's someone who you can't stop thinking about.

Clarisse

Her chapped lips moving in sync with your soft ones while your lipstick smudged. It was all tempting.

But now here you are, With you boyfriend's gang, trying not to cringe every time they made a bad joke, You could only stare at Clarisse from afar, while she trained with her siblings, Yelling at them at the same time.

I love charlie, But you aren't mine.

"How 'bout you, Y/n? why're you here? shouldn't you supposed to be in tea parties making friendship bracelets and painting your nails?" Asked logan, One of Keith's friends. Then, all of them started laughing, You looked at your boyfriend, trying to spot any signs of empathy, But he, himself laughed along with his friends.

That bitch.

Then you snapped.

"The only thing that you should be doing right now is to keep that pretty little mouth shut" They walked towards you, Your boyfriend, Keith had the same look they had, Rage. You wondered for a second, Why was he looking at you like that? Why was he siding with the people who wronged you?

"How about you? Logan? Shouldn't you be keeping an eye on your Godly parent since you haven't been claimed yet?" You raised a brow at him while looking stern, "I'm certain any God would be embarrassed to have you as their son. Hence being unclaimed for almost two years straight" Your lips curled into a small smirk as you watched his eyes widened in fury.

The gang then stood up and looked at you, eyes fuming with anger as if it could eat you alive. You never meant it, You even felt sorry for the poor boy, But you couldn't help it, They were like this every time you were with them, Is it so bad to stand up for yourself?

You stepped back, carefully analyzing their faces, keeping an eye for any upcoming blows or attacks, As they slowly walked towards you, You bumped into someone.

She held her head high, towering over you even though you were only two inch shorter than her. Seeing Clarisse, you felt relief wash over you, internally sighing, You let your guard down a bit, but not entirely.

Shit. You thought. Your mind panicked thinking that you got cornered by them and on instinct you immediately thought of using your charm speak, trying to find an escape route. Yet determined to fight against them you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the amount of people you're about to fight.

As you were trying to find the right words to use against them, You felt a strong body behind you, you quickly turned around and saw none other than Clarisse La Rue. Her usual intimidating demeanour still plastered on her face as she glared at the group of boys.

"Is anything the matter?" She asked, Her eyes darting from you to the group of boys.

"None of your damn business, La Rue. Let us do our thing" One of the boys, Yuan, said.

" By 'thing' you mean terrorizing MY 'friend' her to death?" Hearing those words you refrain to sneak a glance at Clarisse, As if she didn't just fucked you inside the camp bathroom days ago.

Someone scoffed, It was Keith. Looking at Clarisse with a judgeful look.

"She's MY girlfriend, La Rue. Therefore my property." He said with a boastful look. "Who are you to stick your nose around our business? You're just an outsider in this.. —" Registering Clarisse's words, he sent a scowling look towards you, Forgetting the current situation he turned around to face you fully. "L/n." There was it again. The use of your surname and that warning tone he uses whenever you two argue.

You loathed moments like this. Every argument you had with him you always felt belittled while trying to fight for your rights, but it always ends up with Keith shifting the blame to you every.single.damn.time. "What? Levine." You answered firmly, But this time, You aren't backing down this war of words.

Your expression changed, Your eyes says it all, But you kept your head high. When Clarisse was about to defend you, you quickly stretched out your arm to refrain her from doing anything rash. "You've got the nerve to say that when YOU'RE the one who's following them around, doing EVERY SINGLE THING that they asked for!"

Keith then sneered at you, He was never used to you talking back, But here you are, standing proudly, ready to defend yourself. But of course, he bites back. "Friends? really? Impossible, You know your mother and her father had relations, Long story short, Fucking. Plus, look at La Rue, Compared to her, You're just an attention seeking lapdog"

At that moment, Clarisse was ready to pierce her spear into your shitty boyfriend's head, Thinking about it.. the sight of him with his head pierced pooling with blood made her quite satisfied.

Keith's expression changed, He knew what was gonna happened, That's why he stepped up and approached you, Trying to hold your hand.

"I'm sorry baby" He whispered,as he got a hold of your hands. "You know I didn't mean to insult you like that, I love you Y/n, you know that right baby? I love you so much Y/n". Clarisse raised her dark brows, Looking at you, waiting for your response.

"Okay...I forgive you.." You whispered, Your breathing became normal and you didn't know why, You didn't know why you always give in his sugar coated lies but you couldn't refuse his touch and those doe eyes of his. You could've easily be more mad at him but you knew better than adding fuel to the fire when a lot of people are watching.

Not long after hearing your response, Keith then smiled 'sweetly' as he hugged you. Pressing his nose against your soft hair as he inhaled your sweet scent.

Clarisse's POV

Clarisse stood there awkwardly, Watching you with careful eyes wondering, Why the fuck you forgave him and why the the fuck were you still willing to be with that sick bastard.

I clutched my spear in hand, whilst watching Y/n from afar, Already with her pathetic excuse of a boyfriend. It had been a week since that incident in the mess hall happened, I wondered why she would submit easily to his will, Just a simple apology wouldn't make the cut.

Then, I saw her kiss her boyfriend's lips before getting up, the sight of keith's lips touching her was enough to make me gag. I wanted to talk to you, shooting one last glance at my half siblings, I slipped away and followed Y/n.

Y/n was heading towards the Amphitheatre, I suppose she was there to meet her friends, But before she could even reach the steps, I pulled her aside near the armory, When her back hit the wall, I slammed the door shut and opened the small light switch.

She was about to scream, But as soon as the light illuminated the room and revealed me, She closed her mouth and sighed.

"Clarisse..What—" Before she could even answer i cupped her cheeks and looked into her eyes, Her brows furrowed, Her eyes darting to my eyes and lips.

Then, I kissed her, Not because of passion, Because i was mad at her, Because she was still with the boy either of us hated, Mad at her for kissing him every stupid arguments when she was supposed to be mine. I kissed her hoping that this is the final time I get to kiss her in the shadows. "Break up with him." I said to her in a whisper as I pulled away from the kiss, her eyes widened in shock, lips quivering nervously or was it excitement?

I waited eagerly for her response, Imagining all of the things we could do together without her boyfriend sticking his nose into our business, wanting her back while she's still in my arms. My trance was broken when I saw her face deplete in a disagreeing expression, I immediately pecked her lips before whispering in her ear. "Because if you do, I might just give you a special reward in return"

I winked at her, My arms still gripping her waist, "What kind of reward?" She asked, Her eyes beaming with hope. I then caressed her cheeks "You'll have to find out"

That sentence made her think for a moment, I watched her carefully, Praying to the Gods that she will agree, So that I can finally hold her hand and kiss her right in front of everyone. Loudly and Proudly.

After a moment, I was rewarded with the sight of her nodding in agreement, "Yeah, I'll do it" I smiled, so widely that my cheeks hurt, But I couldn't care less, She also smiled, Making my heart melt as i felt her lips touch mine.

It was now the next day, the day after that talk you had with Clarisse in the armor room and the day you'll finally dump your shitty ass boyfriend. Making you way through out the camp you walk towards cabin 9, opening the door you welcomed yourself into your boyfriend's- well soon to be ex boyfriend's cabin. As you were about to call out his name you heard a noise, "What if someone sees us, Honey?" You heard a female voice say — It was between a moan and a gasp.

You walk into the room more careful not to disturb their "love making", you cleared your throat. "Excuse me?" you said in an uninterested tone, you watch the two quickly pull away from each other, Keith even pushed the girl away, making her yelp as her body hit the cold ground.

You peaked through the small corner that seperated you and— well, Keith and and his lover. The girl that Keith was kissing sat on top of the counter you onced sat, Her hands roaming around your soon to be ex's body, Followed by his groan. "Then let them see my love, let them see how much we love each other" Keith said to his lover while letting out a small breathy chuckle.

At first you wanted to back down from all of this and break down in your cabin but then you remembered Clarisse's words.. 'Break up with him. Because if you do, I might just give you a special reward in return'. That's when you realize you're not going to lose anything except a little bit of face and reputation,but you'll be free from your shitty boyfriend's manipulation, you'll be free from the toxicity of this relationship, you'll finally be with Clarisse.

"What was that for?!" She yelled, her hair disheveled, But keith ignored her, Stuttering and trying to find right words to explain what you just walked into.

"Sweethea-"

Before he could even explain, You slapped him, Fast and Sharp, He tumbled lightly, But thanks to his muscular body, he managed to keep his balance. Keith clenched his jaw.

"Save it, Keith. I don't wanna hear excuses coming from your mouth that once touched mine! You're disgusting"

You glared at the girl, ready to attack her, but your instinct stopped you, You looked at them with red eyes one last time before leaving. You didn't care if they started kissing again, You didn't care if they talked shit about you, All you cared about is that you're free.

After storming out of the hephaestus cabin, Your first thought was Clarisse, There was no more plotting on how to conduct your affair without him seeing, for the Gods see everything.

You then ran around camp, trying to spot your lover for you had missed her so dearly, craving her touch every second that passes by.

Then, You noticed every camper huddled into small groups, heading towards the camp fire, the ares cabin slowly emptying itself, But Clarisse was nowhere to be found, You felt disappointed but there was a little hope inside you, That's why you walked towards her cabin, You could've sworn you saw her silhouette, Peaking, You saw her sitting on the edge of her bed.

She looked- Nervous...? But her face changed when she saw you, The Ares girl stood up and ran towards you.

"Well?" She asked breathily, Waiting for the response that can change your lives.

"We're over, Him and I" Clarisse felt like a big heavy boulder has been lifted up her shoulders, She then proceeded to cup your cheeks, Her eyes glistening with love.

"Good, He doesn't deserve you" She whispered before kissing you, Pushing you into her bed, You groaned and ran your fingers through her messy curls as she bit your lower lip. You let out a small moan before feeling her palms going in your inner thighs, She pushed you, until you felt your legs touch her bed, She laid you down, straddling you. Clarisse pulled away, taking the matters into her own hands, she undressed you herself, revealing your red bra, It lifted your breasts, That made her smile, watching it rise up and down.

You then tugged on her shirt, Desperate to see her, Clarisse smiled and undressed herself, Her bra was a black one, with laces, But it didn't held your breasts up, It seems like her bra was merely a decoration.

It all then happened so fast, Clarisse's sweaty body pressed against yours as you two moaned, Legs intertwined, moaning each other's names. Her peppering your neck with hickeys mercilessly while her legs rubbed between your thighs creating unimaginable frictions, Her fingers inside you, Curling themselves. Clarisse watched you carefully, gasping and moaning gripping her sheets for dear life, She didn't care if her fresh sheets were stained, as long as it came from you.

Clarisse pressed her lips against your red ones, Gripping the back of neck, pressing you closer to her, she whispered "He doesn't love you like I do, Honey.." She then proceeded to kiss you, trailing her lips down to your breasts.

You two were so lost in eachother you didn't even noticed it, An invisible golden net dropped down the ceiling, You screamed as Clarisse fought against the net, But it was so strong and thin, No matter how hard Clarisse looked, She couldn't even see it. You and Clarisse both thrashed and fought against the metal, Until a shadow emerged from the doorway.

Keith.

He looked quite broken, seeing the scene before him, his face said it all, He had not want to believe it, and it hurt him...To the core.

For a second, Clarisse almost felt sorry for the wrench...Almost. But then his face hardened and he burst into a fury. He cursed obscenities to you, And then called out into everyone to see the shameful scene. And in their hoards, they came running. Clarisse turned to you and shielded you as best she can from their prying eyes. Courses of laughter ran out around us and The Hephaestus Boy looked satisfied.

He called out mocking words, and threatening to keep you and Clarisse naked and trapped for all eternity as a punishment.

But Clarisse held her head high and spoke;

"If i had a choice, There is no place i'd rather be...Trapped with the love of my life? What a punishment indeed..." Clarisse mocked him, Then all of the Demigods started laughing...But this time, at the little fool, Keith. And he shrunk in on himself, he turned red in embarrassment.

No one knew that you and keith had broken up, That's why you and clarisse were the hot gossip.

The Hephaestus boy stormed out, as the fit of laughter became louder, dragging with him the net that had trapped you two, But Clarisse couldn't care less, She demanded the door to be shut and be alone with you, so the campers did left.

As Selene crossed the skies with her silver chariot, You laid with Clarisse and dozed of, Still bare from the activities you guys had done.

And when Helios crossed the skies in the morning, Clarisse wrapped her arms around you and inhaled your scent, Knowing that you're hers...Loudly and Proudly.

A/N: HOLYSHI THIS TOOK SO LONG. I ADDED A LITTLE TWIST SINCE I WANNA MAKE THE 'The history book on the shelf, is always repeating itself' ACCURATE! WHATCHA THINK ABOUT IT? SORRY THIS TOOK LONG! <33 I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS!

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#xy/n #clarisse la rue x reader #clarrise pjo #clarisse la rue #percy jackon and the olympians #dior goodjohn #pjo tv show #waterloo

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salparadiselost · 6 months

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🍂🍁🎃 Autumn-Themed Batfam Fic Reccs 🎃🍁🍂

The season is getting a little colder and the season is turning towards winter. The nights longer and the need for hot drinks stronger. This is my favourite time of year and one that just invites curling up with some reading material. In celebration of my favourite season, I thought I'd recc my favourite autumn vibes Batfam fics.

These fics are all completed and available for free on AO3. They all lean horror (Halloween is fastly approaching! 🦇), with some of them being darker than others. I love horror so that's where I tend to stray. Hope you enjoy! Welcome to Beggars' Bones - Bridgesburn - Length: 143k - Genre: Thriller, "True" Crime, Kidnapping in a Creepy Small Town

"Welcome to Beggars' Bones" is the epitome of what I think of when I think of a perfect story for a bitter autumn night. It reads like an expertly crafted thriller and perfect for those who love a realistic horror story. The basic premise is that Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian are on a road trip when Dick's car breaks down. He sends Tim and Damian to go get help and it goes absolutely horribly from there.

Mind the tags because the story hits on real themes and is intense. It draws to mind movies like "Silence of the Lambs" and "Misery" and makes you think twice about stopping in a small town.

Vrykolakas - @chemical-processes - Length: 34k - Genre: Horror, Monsters, Having Your Son for Dinner

My first recc was horror based in reality and this recc is horror based in all the things that go bump in the night. Timothy Drake is not okay. Timothy Drake is not safe. Timothy Drake doesn't have anyone to tell this to, especially not his parents. Read this one if you love a story about a terrifying monster and are not afraid of some gore. It's a bloody good time.

To Hear, To See, To Smile - @jube514 & @salparadiselost - Length: 8.6k - Genre: Light Horror, Monster Kids, Bruce's Horrifically Fierce Adoption Instinct

Is it too pretentious to recommend my own fic? Perhaps, but I'm not known for my humility. I wrote this fic with Jube and it's perfect for the Halloween season. The loose premise is that Bruce has acquired children in the form of eldritch horrors and he is well on his way of getting one more. Although his children are all monsters, it's on the lighter side.

when doves cry - @silk-scarlet-ribbons - Length: 13k - Genre: Grief, Death, When a Memory is as Fresh and Festering as a Wound

This is one of the ones that's making it in through autumn vibes. It's about grief and ghosts that form immediately after death. It's very psychological and a deep scrape into Tim's grieving head before he even realises he's grieving. The horror in this is slow and it sets in like the decay of a human body. It's so deliciously creeping and will have you shivering even if there's no ghosts except for the one's in Tim's mind. The Little Neighbor - @oberonbronze - Length: 27k - Genre: Horror, Vampires, a Little Grave in the Dark and Mysterious Woods

This one is the newest on this list because, well, it posted as I was making this list and I stopped to swallow it all in one go. This one features one Dick trying to bond with his new little brother, Jason, by exploring the woods behind Wayne Manor. Nothing could possibly go wrong! I would encourage you to read without getting too deep in the tags, because it sets you up for maximum twists. It's a true horror feature that reminds me of Hereditary and Rosemary's Baby, so if you like something along those lines just go in blind! it's life after death (roll the credits) & when the bodies hit the floor - nashequilibrium - Length: 6k & 7k - Genre: Supernatural Horror, Siblinghood, Spooky Stories Told Around a Campfire Two for the price of one! I recommend both of these stories for those who love lighter horror more in the vein of Scooby Doo. Both of these fics feature sibling pairs - Dick & Jason in one and Steph & Damian in the other - investigating some mysterious happenings. These are both fun little romps and the dialogue is excellent.

Finally...

Not quite a recc, but I know a lot of people like to know what I've been up to, me and @spookyprime have been working on a Batman fancomic together and we are about ready to start posting it. It's a medical mystery and a horror story set in 1910s Europe. We will be posting it here: @vivisection-of-a-surgeon-comic . I've written out a more in-depth synopsis in that blog and you can give it a follow if you're curious.

So happy reading and happy halloween! I hope your nights are bitter and spooky.

~ Kay

#kay speaks #batfam fic recs #get recced #autumn themed fic reccs #horror fic reccs #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #bruce wayne #stephanie brown #batman #batfam #slid in a little self promo #but hey a girls gotta get some comments to eat

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ariicandy · 6 months

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𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 !!

Headcanons of Xiao being your older brother!!

A/n ; i might make this a series I always randomly have thoughts of genshin characters being older/younger siblings , ps apologies if xiao is ooc on this (｡•́︿•̀｡)

Can be read as child or teen !!

★☆﹒Being xiao’s younger sibling is him teaching you how to fight especially after the cataclysm 500 years ago. How to proper hold,fight and use a polearm personally by your brother and a bit from cloud retainer whenever he was busy completing his tasks.

★☆﹒Xiao will protect all innocences u have even tho he knows you will understand everything that’s happening in the world, it still gives him hope to protect you and not to end up like he did fighting demons where he left off, that is his job, not for you to pick up something he left unfinished if he ever gave up even tho he swears not to only for you

★☆﹒Xiao always leaves you with the rest of the adepti to hang out with so you won’t be bored alone to atleast be entertained or to do something. If you ever wander off and the other adepti tell him where you are with who, he will teleport to you in a blink of an eye and have a worried facial expression. His nerves will calm down when he sees you playing in the field with ganyu watching you.

★☆﹒If you ever want xiao to carry you and nervous to ask, he will notice you wanting to say something and ask you. He will pick you up and carry you on his hip, or he will offer for you to be on his back aka a piggy back ride! A small fond smile appears on xiao’s face from seeing your face light up being carried by your big brother

★☆﹒Xiao is willingly to go to the city just for you if you ever wanted to go to taste more food, get to know liyue more, or to meet with ganyu for any circumstances. He will be very super close to you in the city. He’s always catching up on your speed when you run around or whenever u see something cool, he’s right behind you on your fast feet.

★☆﹒If you ever get hurt from climbing up a tree, falling, the small things of being hurt, xiao will immediately go to you to check you’re not bleeding to bandage anything. But if you got hurt because you got sneaked attacked from sneaking off, his brotherly instincts hit to the max even more possible. He instantly teleports to you and defends you from whatever hurt you by instantly killing/hurting that being. Xiao’s attention is immediately on you and any tasks/missions he had is now forgotten, casted away from his mind.

You knew you shouldn’t have sneaked off to go play in the flower field without anyone supervising you, but you didn’t want to disturb the conversations they were having chatting away. You’ll only be gone for a few minutes to make a quick flower crown for your brother and be back like nothing! That was when you didn’t notice of a nearby camp of hilichurls with an abyss mage on this peaceful field. A mitachurl was super nearby you and spotted you thinking you came to attack and cause trouble, the mitachurl prepared to attack at you. It ran towards you while you on the other hand, were peacefully humming a lullaby you heard from the people of liyue, you being in your world not hearing the mitachurl.

Xiao just finished killing a hilichurl with karma debt when his body suddenly intensified and felt something was super bad, his brotherly instinct kicked in hard for some odd reason. Xiao’s wondered did something happen with the other adepti with you that is scaring you?? No. He then had thoughts of something bad had happened and immediately teleported to you. He teleported in front of you from trying to run away from a mitachurl with now semi torn flowers in your hands. He immediately grabbed and ran out of the way from the mitachurl charging towards you. Xiao quickly got up on his feet to immediately finish off the mitachurl from charging to you.

You on the hand, were scared from being semi injured from the mitachurl hurting the right side of your body, more impacted from your right arm and shoulder. Xiao’s attention was immediately now towards you, quickly running towards asking if you’re okay and where the mitachurl has hurt you. “[Name]! Are you okay? Did the mitachurl hurt you anywhere?” His voice was filled with worry, his facial expression showed him worried, worried the mitachurl did hurt you somewhere. “My shoulder and arm hurts, it hurts to move big brother..” tears were in your eyes from the pain in your body and xiao was fighting back to show him panicking. “It’s okay it’s okay, I’m gonna gently try carrying you on the side your body doesn’t hurt okay? Bare with me please” Xiao slowly and gently trying his best to carry you in order to teleport you to be treated properly. Whining from xiao’s arms tightly holding you to be then teleported. Atleast now you know why you need the assistance of the adepti to accompany you anywhere, right now your big brother is worrying sick from being hurt and praying it’s not horrible. When you’re recovering you’re gonna receive a scolding from everyone, mainly more your brother, from sneaking off like that.

#★☆﹒writing #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact xiao #genshin xiao #genshin platonic #platonic genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x yn #platonic genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin x reader platonic #genshin impact x reader platonic #genshin x sibling reader #xiao x reader #xiao x y/n #platonic xiao x reader #xiao x sibling reader

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anxiousnerdwritings · 1 year

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Yandere Aunt!Narcissa Black w/ Bellatrix’s Biological!Child!Reader Headcanons (platonic)

(Based off a post I did here.)

Tw: Yandere themes, mentions of pregnancy

Narcissa had been both greatly surprised and excited when her sister Bellatrix became pregnant. No matter how unaffected Bellatrix came off or how many times she referred to the entire situation as “crossing it off the list”, Narcissa couldn’t contain her giddiness at having a niece or nephew who she could spoil and who would grow up alongside Draco, becoming not only his best friend but also a sibling figure too.

She wished she could have had that when Andromeda had her daughter but her other sister had married a muggle and became a blood-traitor that the family didn’t bother mentioning anymore, let alone interacting with. So, this meant a lot to Narcissa and she was wholeheartedly invested in her pregnant sister and the soon to be newborn baby.

Narcissa would become very attentive towards her sister during her pregnancy, no matter how much it got on Bellatrix’s nerves. She would make sure Bellatrix didn’t do more than she needed to and took care of herself. Narcissa would also be extremely persistent in having Bellatrix stay at Malfoy manor throughout the ordeal, especially towards the end of her pregnancy. Dobby’s main priority while still very much under the Malfoy’s employment would be to tend to whatever Bellatrix needed or wanted, unless Narcissa said otherwise.

Given that there’s a good chance that Narcissa and Bellatrix would be pregnant around the same time, Narcissa would really look forward to bonding with her sister over something as special as this. Whenever Draco would kick while still in Narcissa’s stomach, she would immediately want Bellatrix to feel it. And she would expect Bellatrix to do the same to her whenever you kicked. If Bellatrix were to not then Narcissa would have to take it upon herself to always be touching her sister’s belly until she felt you kick for herself. Narcissa would really try to get Bellatrix to see the pregnancy and the soon to be child as more than just something to check off of a list and have expected from them.

When you are born and Bellatrix finally shows an ounce of emotion about it, Narcissa is overcome at the sight. Seeing her sister being so captivated by you reminded her of how she had been when she first saw and held Draco not too long ago. And at first Narcissa thought it was genuinely wholesome how attached and protective of you Bellatrix had become but eventually she saw just how twisted her sister was getting about it.

Sure, every mother has their maternal instincts and are completely devoted to their baby, especially so early on. But this, what Bellatrix was doing, was just a bit too much. Bellatrix wouldn’t allow anyone to touch you, let alone be anywhere near you, that wasn’t herself or Narcissa. She even took to sleeping in a completely separate room where she could stay and be with you, having you all to herself. It really was becoming worrisome to Narcissa regarding just how intense Bellatrix had become with you when she hadn’t really given a care or thought about you or her pregnancy as a whole in the beginning. But Narcissa would bite her tongue and keep her mouth shut. She didn’t want her sister to pull away from her and take you along with her. Besides, things were going to come to a stand still soon enough and Narcissa needed to be there for you.

After things come to light and it’s made apparent that the Ministry is coming down on them, Narcissa’s utter relief when Bellatrix gives you over to her to care for and raise in her absence is unfathomable. She wasn’t quite sure just what her sister would do, she can be so terrifyingly unpredictable, but fortunately Bellatrix made the best decision for you. Narcissa was going to love, care for and protect you just as she would Draco. You were a part of their family now and she was going to be your mother.

A part of her felt guilty for so greedily jumping into taking on a very prominent mother role for you that her sister herself couldn’t fill but at the end of the day Narcissa was reminded that this was for the better. Her being your mother was for the better. Of course she still loves her sister but she didn’t agree when it came to her parenting methods. She’s well aware that Bellatrix didn’t have much time with you before she was sent to Azkaban but just from what her sister had already divulged to her and had planned for your upbringing, Narcissa knew it wasn’t what you needed nor deserved.

Again, as much as she loves her sister, Narcissa didn’t want you to grow up to become like your mother and father. She wanted you to be your own person, to make your own choices, all while still following pure-blood traditions of course (to an extent at least). And so help her when Lucius takes to walking on eggshells around you, even at such a young age, all because he can’t separate you from your mother. It frustrates her to no end and she rips into him for it. You’re a baby for Merlin’s sake and he has the audacity to act like you’re going to curse him into next year or something.

From the moment Bellatrix hands you over to her, Narcissa has you and Draco sharing a crib and spending absolutely every second together. She doesn’t want Draco to grow up lonely, so to ensure that doesn’t happen Narcissa takes every opportunity to keep the two of you together, to grow attached to and depend on one another. She wants the two of you to be inseparable, truly and utterly attached to the hip and that’s just what she gets. Particularly, more on Draco’s side then yours. Albeit, you are in fact close to him and used to being by Draco’s side but Draco is much more overtly clingy and attached to you.

Narcissa thinks it’s the most endearing thing watching little Draco drag you around to wherever with him or him trailing closely behind you, almost running up the back of your heels as you go about whatever you’re doing. She absolutely loves the whole display and just the utter fact that Draco isn’t going to be all alone.

The more time goes by and as you get older, the more Narcissa sees you as her very own child. It completely escapes her that she’s only raising you in her sister’s stead and that you aren’t really hers. Especially when you call her ‘Mom’ for the first time. After that Narcissa goes so far to have you going by the Malfoy name. It took her a bit to get Lucius to allow that but he eventually gave in. When you get to Hogwarts no one is any the wiser to you being anything other than a Malfoy. And as far as Draco is concerned you’re his family. Whether that be a cousin or sibling, he couldn’t care less about the technicalities, you are a Malfoy to him and nothing will change that. The same goes for Narcissa and eventually even Lucius can’t see you as anything other than part of the family.

While you’re away at school, Narcissa will write to both you and Draco consistently and constantly. She eagerly awaits to hear from both of you, looking forward to knowing exactly what the two of you have been up to and how things are going. It would be Narcissa’s absolute joy for both you and Draco to be sorted into the same house so the two of you won’t be separated and hopefully that is what ends up happening but either way she would be supportive of you no matter what. Just keep writing to her, keeping her updated and she’ll be fine, otherwise she’ll worry to no end and seek out Draco to keep an even closer eye on you then she already had him doing.

Narcissa’s overall obsessive tendencies and behaviorism would be pretty tame, they wouldn’t necessarily go into overdrive until Bellatrix came back into the picture. And when that does happen it’s a complete whirlwind for Narcissa. Like, everything was going good, it had all been prefect and now your real mother was back. Everything Narcissa had done for the past decade while raising you immediately comes crashing down when Bellatrix breaks out and comes home.

She loves her sister, she truly does and she realizes you aren’t her child but that doesn’t take away from the fact that Narcissa feels extremely threatened having Bellatrix around. Narcissa can’t help but fear that you’ll prefer your real mother over her. She can’t help but feel like you’re being torn away from her now. It makes it so much worse how appreciative her sister is towards Narcissa, thanking her for being there for you and holding her place until she could come and claim it. It makes the feeling of having you torn away from her hurt all more. Bellatrix doesn’t know it quite yet but she’s only rubbing salt in the wound at this point by referring to Narcissa as nothing but merely a placeholder for all these years, completely invalidating everything she’s done and felt.

It’s going to be a tug-of-war between Bellatrix and Narcissa, both trying to pull and keep you close with them respectively. Narcissa is the one who is going to have the hardest time though. All these years she didn’t have to fight, she didn’t have any competition to go against but now she was fighting against her sister regarding her sister’s own child. As much as Narcissa understands that Bellatrix has every right to you, she can’t help but believe that she herself has more of a right to you than Bellatrix deserves given that Narcissa’s been with you all this time. She didn’t care that Bellatrix is your biological mother, as far as Narcissa saw it; she is your rightful mother.

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svltzmans · 7 months

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take care - f.g.

a/n: i'm so grateful for these fiona requests, thank you so much! writing for her is comforting for me ❤️‍🩹 i promise i'll get back to writing for other characters soon though!

warnings: reader is sick (but it all turns out fine!), very fluffy of course (not proofread though)

when y/n wakes up in a cold sweat, she can tell something is terribly wrong.

each swallow feels like a mouthful of glass, breathing through her nose is impossible, and her body feels like it's engulfed in invisible flames.

forcing herself to turn to read the clock, she sees that it's still the middle of the night. 2:30 a.m., to be exact.

how could she have gone to bed a few hours ago feeling completely fine?

y/n's first instinct is to grab her phone and text the only person she knows who may be awake at this hour. solitude isn't exactly her favorite, especially when she's sick. she could use someone to chat with.

are you awake?

she clicks send, rolling back over onto her pillow. she's exhausted, yet sleep seems impossible. before she can even think about trying to fall back asleep, her phone dings.

what's going on? it's late baby.

her girlfriend, fiona, is usually quite the night owl. she spends most of her days catering to other people, including her siblings, so her evenings are the time she reserves for herself.

is it healthy? probably not. fiona finds time to sleep at some point in her busy life, and y/n tries not to think about it too much to avoid the inevitable worry she would feel.

i think i have the flu or something.

fiona writes back almost immediately.

i'm coming over.

y/n forces herself to sit up, realizing that her girlfriend is probably being serious.

fi, it's the middle of the night.

go to sleep and you can come in the morning.

hello?

y/n knows it's no use, and she's proven correct when she hears a light knock on the door.

when she opens it, fiona is standing in the hall with several cans of soup, an entirely-too-big box of medicine, and a 12-pack of sports drinks.

"you're out of your mind," y/n laughs, voice scratchy.

"i am not, my girl is sick and i'm taking care of her."

"what about the kids?" y/n feels concerned realizing the rest of the gallaghers are alone in the house.

"they're asleep, first of all," fiona laughs. "but i asked v to make sure everything is fine. she's awake too, believe it or not."

"where did all this stuff even come from?"

"24 hour stores are a thing, you know. any further questions?" fiona laughs at her own sarcasm before grabbing hold of y/n's hand.

"c'mon, you're getting back in bed."

"i'm awake now, though."

"not for long, pretty girl," fiona replies.

before she knows it, y/n is in fiona's arms, being carried bridal style to her bedroom.

fiona sets y/n on the bed gently, pulling the covers over her.

"aren't you gonna get in too?"

"well duh, i didn't come here for nothing. but i'm going to get you medicine first."

when fiona returns, she's carrying a bowl of soup, along with the medicine she promised and a glass of water.

"i thought you were just getting me medicine," y/n teases, seeing that fiona had outdone herself.

"you know i can't help myself. now, take this and eat your soup."

fiona sits next to y/n in her bed, pushing her hair behind her ears and planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"jesus, you're burning up. my poor girl," fiona coos, wrapping her arms around y/n.

"fi, i'm gonna spill the soup."

fiona pulls away, forgetting that y/n's hands were very much occupied with a hot bowl.

she can't help but giggle as y/n drinks some of the broth before putting the bowl on her bedside table and returning fiona's hug.

"can we watch a movie?" y/n asks, even though she already knows the answer.

"you have to pick it though, you know i'm indecisive," fiona responds before leaning in to kiss y/n.

"fi! you're gonna get sick!"

"i don't care and you know it. wanna kiss my girl."

melting at fiona's words, y/n allows fiona to kiss her, feeling her body heat up and knowing it isn't because of her fever.

when y/n and fiona finally separate, y/n turns on her television, resting her head on fiona's shoulder.

"lay down, silly," fiona insists, letting y/n rest her head on her chest.

"can we watch that musical? the one about the wedding on the island or whatever?"

"babe, we watched 'mamma mia' last time i was here."

"i'm sick, you can't say no to me."

"i can't say no to you ever. i'll put it on, you rest."

20 minutes into the film, y/n had already fallen asleep, her head still rested on fiona.

fiona smiles to herself, admiring her sleeping girlfriend. it isn't long before she falls asleep herself, arms around y/n.

y/n wakes up the next day to find that it's already after noon, and that she's actually starting to feel better.

her nose had cleared significantly, and although her throat was still sore, she considered it a win.

finally standing up and walking to the kitchen, she's surprised to see fiona hovering over the stove, evidently cooking.

"good morning, sleepyhead. how you feelin'?" upon closer inspection, y/n sees that fiona is cooking pancakes.

"better, actually. i can't believe you left me in bed alone, though," y/n teases, wrapping her arms around fiona's waist from behind.

"only to make you breakfast, my love. or lunch, seeing as you slept until 12:30."

"i forgive you, but only because the food smells good."

"oh, just be quiet and eat your pancakes."

#fiona gallagher x fem! reader #fiona gallagher #fiona gallagher drabble #fiona gallagher x reader #fiona gallagher fic #fiona gallagher x fem reader #shameless x reader #shameless #shameless fic

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writingseaslugs · 1 year

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Heartslabyul: Injured Reader

Disclaimer: All characters in this series are aged up. For more information about my version of this world and the type of reader you can expect, please do a quick read of THIS post.

Injured Reader Headcanons

Riddle Rosehearts

Growing up in the household that he did, Riddle is very well versed in how to treat someone when they get injured. Normally he’s the one helping out the others in his dorm when they are hurt. Even if he scolds them, it’s still apparent that he cares about their health. This translates to be very worried when it comes to someone he considers a friend. He will admit that he has a soft spot for a few people, and when he sees them get injured he feels his heart in his throat.

Whenever he sees you get hurt, his shock slowly transforms into worry. He normally covers it up with annoyance, scolding you to be more careful in the future. Especially when it’s over something absolutely stupid. That time you were trying to chase down a stray cat on campus and ended up running head first into a brick wall? He thought it was absolutely ridiculous, but was still worried.

His first instinct is to make sure you can at least walk, once that’s confirmed he’ll be taking you right to the nurse’s office. It doesn’t matter if they’re there or not, chances are he wouldn’t be letting them touch you. It’s a simple injury, so he can just treat it for you. Gives him time to give you a run down as to why you shouldn’t just chase random creatures and be aware of your surroundings.

Trey Clover

As the eldest brother, Trey is well versed in taking care of injuries. It’s just a natural part of being a sibling, honestly. Kids get hurt all the time and it’s typically nothing serious. Telling someone it’s okay, getting a plaster for them, and informing them to be more careful is just part of his process of taking care of another. He normally gets a few injuries himself since he enjoys baking, so he has a pretty good handle on things.

When Trey realizes that you managed to slice off a good chunk of your finger, he’s immediately going over with a towel and wrapping it around your finger to stop the bleeding. He feels a bit anxious about how bad the cut really is, but he’ll be telling you it’s fine and you just need to go ahead and clean it then wrap it up. He will be making a mental note of teaching you proper knife techniques and maybe letting you stick to stirring for a while.

Depending on when you get injured and how serious it is, he’ll be bringing you to the nurse or his room. The nurse is reserved for really bad injuries, while his room is where he keeps a simple first aid kit that he can treat you with. He’ll just have you sitting on his bed while he runs around and grabs what he needs before taking care of you. If you joke that he should kiss it better, he might actually do it out of habit with his siblings before realizing what he did.

Cater Diamond

Cater is pretty careful most of the time and doesn’t get too many injuries. As a kid he was also the one normally getting taken care of whenever he got injured, so he doesn’t have the most experience taking care of others. He knows the basics through classes and dealing with his own, but if it’s serious then he’s going to be mildly freaking out and seeking out Riddle for assistance.

You two had been out and about while he occasionally took photos of the school grounds on his phone. He actually managed to catch the moment that you tripped over a rock and fell face first. He is shocked before running and checking on you, bending down so he can see how serious it is. He’s concerned and anxious over the fact that you could just… do that. Not to mention your knees and chin had some bad looking scraps on them.

He’s taking you straight to the nurse’s office, or looking for Riddle. He will pick you up if need be and carry you on his back while he makes his way. Laughter is the best medicine, so if you’re pretty beaten up, he’ll be trying to cheer you up and make you laugh to help numb the pain. Once he finds who he’s looking for, he’ll stay by your side the entire time and offer to take you back to your dorm so you can’t get hurt again.

Ace Trappola

Ace gets injured literally all the time. He just doesn’t really give a damn about being careful, and he also had some pretty bad luck some times. Paper cuts are his worst enemy since he gets those on the daily when he flips through his textbook in class, pretending like he’s reading. Deuce says it’s karma for never listening to class. Sadly, he’s pretty lazy when it comes to getting injured and if he gets a cut on his finger, he’ll just stick it in his mouth.

When he sees you get injured, he’s probably going to be laughing at you…maybe even doing the old point and laugh depending on what kind of injury it is. Stubbed your toe? He’s going to be cracking up at your pained groan. He’s a bit of an asshole, but you already knew this when you became friends with him. Still, if it looks serious, he might actually be concerned and offer to take you to the nurse’s office. If it’s a simple injury though, don’t count on it.

When you get something like a paper cut then Ace just might just pop your finger in his mouth like he does for himself and then look at you like, “There, it’s all better.” If you manage to twist your ankle and can barely walk, he’ll offer to carry you, but tease you relentlessly on your way to the nurse’s office. Still, at least he cares a little bit.

Deuce Spade

Deuce is pretty used to getting injured since he used to always get into fights. Sure his mom would normally help him, but he always felt bad and started to learn to take care of his own injuries. He never really had to take care of anyone else though, so when someone he knows gets injured he’s just going to do what he normally does to himself. Most of it is “on-field” medicine though, so if it’s something serious, then you need to speak up that you need something better.

When Deuce watched someone crash into you on their broom, and how you crumbled to the ground with a painful groan, he is immediately going mother hen mode. Probably telling whoever crashed into you to get Vargas or even the nurse while he checks you for injuries. He is honestly so anxious looking you over since he has had broken bones in the past and they’re an actual nightmare to deal with.

You’re going to be carried away by Deuce no matter what you say. He’s concerned about you and will drag you away. Depending on the type of injury, he probably will just take you back to Ramshackle and place you on the bathroom counter while he grabs the first aid kit. He will tease you a bit once he knows you’re fine though…just don’t kick him while you’re up there. He’s just going to be relieved that you’re alright.

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elizabethemerald · 1 year

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Protective Instincts: Part 2

Dani returns to Amity Park and a Surprise!

Danielle Fenton flew lazily over corn fields and the scattered patches of woods of Illinois. She used to think this state was beautiful. When she had first emerged from the pod Vlad had used to create her, all she had known was shiny metal walls, the glowing green pods of her siblings, and the pictures of Danny’s family that Vlad had shown her. She was supposed to replace Danny, destroy him. Instead Danny showed her the world.

It was Danny who convinced her that they didn’t have to fight. Danny who encouraged her to explore their hometown. And it was Danny who was the one who checked up on her whenever she was gone for too long.

Now that Dani had taken to exploring the rest of the wide world, Illinois and little Amity Park just didn’t have the same appeal it once had. The arcade was tiny and the games hadn’t been updated in a while and the town didn’t even have a skate park! Plus almost everyone in the town only spoke English. Vlad had implanted the language and just about a dozen others directly into her brain when he was trying to produce his perfect child. Dani had much more fun in New York, LA, Berlin where she could hear and speak even more languages than she had known existed. Part of the fun of exploring the world was learning as much as she could of the other languages of the world.

Slowly the city of Amity itself came into view. Really it was high time she returned to Danny’s home. She had felt more and more drained as she flew and she knew her ectoplasm levels were getting dangerously low. If she wasn’t careful she would need another dose of Ecto-dejecto to keep from melting. She and Danny really needed to work on a better solution to keeping her from destabilizing. She wanted to explore the world, not get anchored to Amity just because Vlad was bad at biology.

Dani floated over the first of the buildings of Amity, still letting her thoughts spin idly in her head. The most annoying part about having to return to Amity and risk running into Vlad again was that she hadn’t even been able to contact her siblings to see how things had been going in the city. She had lost the charger for her phone somewhere over Guadalajara and hadn’t been able to call Danny. She was sure he was worried sick.

She passed over the school and ignored the small part of her that longed for that very normal part of a childhood that she had missed. Sure Vlad had ensured she was better educated than most high school graduates, but it just wasn’t the same to have information uploaded into her brain rather than learned in between bullying sessions and ghost attacks. Or maybe that was just Danny’s experience and still wasn’t normal. Who was she to say?

Dani froze for a moment when the OPS center that sat on top of Fenton Works should have come into view. Then she raced towards Danny’s home.

All she found was a crater filled with ash.

The neighboring homes looked like they had taken some damage, but for the most part they had already been repaired. Some windows that looked newer than the rest, some chips in the paint, possibly from debris, and a touch of soot in the corners where it was hard to clean. Whatever had happened here, had happened a while ago.

Dani was panicking. Where was Danny? Was Jazz away at school? Were Sam and Tucker safe? Where was her family? What had happened?

Before she could build up to a proper panic attack, Dani screamed as an ecto blast burned across her shoulder. She turned, tears immediately springing into her eyes at the pain. Jack and Maddie were stepping out of the GAV, ecto blasters already in their hands and aimed their way. It seems at least some of her family survived whatever happened. She didn’t have any longer before they started firing at her again.

“We’ll tear you apart, you bloody ghost!” Jack screamed up at her. “Changing your hair won’t fool us!”

Dani flew away as fast as she could, but the Fentons were keeping pace. Danny wasn’t usually too worried about his parents actually hitting with their weapons unless he dropped his guard or they got off a lucky shot. He was trained in dodging ecto blasts by fights with the best ghosts in the Zone like Skulker, Fright Knight and even freaking Vlad. Jack and Maddie had trained to hit Danny, and Dani had never been as fast as he was.

She was taking hit after hit from their ecto weapons. Maddie even pulled out what looked like a completely normal gun and shot her! Dani did her best not to scream in pain as the bullet dug into her shoulder.

Jack pulled out a canon and aimed it at her. Dani sobbed, she didn’t think she was going to be able to dodge this one. She didn’t even know what had happened to her brother and she was going to die and there was still so much of the world to explore. Jack fired, and a beam of green energy raced towards her.

A blur of red flashed before her eyes and the Red Huntress appeared between her and the beam. Valerie bounced the beam off with her hoverboard, like bouncing a laser off a mirror. She carefully tilted her board so the blast rocketed off into the sky rather than into one of the nearby homes. Val turned and grabbed what looked like an upgraded Fenton Thermos in her typical red from her belt and aimed it at Dani.

“Turn invisible on my count.” Val ordered softly. “Three, two, one!”

A light flashed out of the thermos and Dani let herself fade from view. She sighed in relief as Val took over the situation. With Valerie here, everything should be ok.

Val took a second to make sure Danielle was completely invisible before she gave a sharp nod and reclipped the thermos to her back. The heads up display in her helmet showed that she was still nearby, so she quickly minimized the display as she descended towards the Drs. Fenton.

“Thanks for your assistance, Doctors, but I need to remind you… again… that by city law I am the only licensed Ghost Hunter allowed.” Val said once she was within speaking range. The two doctors put up their weapons, more than a touch sullenly.

“I know, but there was a blasted ghost! And we-”

“Yes. I’m aware there was a ghost. However, Mayor Masters has declared that ghost hunting is too dangerous with far too high of levels of civilian casualties and property destruction. If you don’t have a license you are not allowed to hunt ghosts.”

“Would you happen to know if Vladdie has seen our appeal after our application was denied?”

Valerie took a moment to glance around. The Fentons had landed far more hits on Danielle than they ever would have landed on Danny, but they still had numerous misses that had left blast marks on surrounding buildings. Plus Jack Fenton had driven the GAV over half a dozen yards, destroying several mailboxes, fences and a fire hydrant.

“I don’t personally work with the mayor, however I would imagine that considering you continue to try to operate without a license, and you’ve probably caused close to thirty thousand dollars in property damage today alone, I somewhat doubt it.”

“There was a ghost! Who even knows how much harm the ghost could have caused if we didn’t intervene!”

Ancients. She hated trying to argue with the Fentons. Danny was stubborn enough, but talking with these two was like talking to an especially thick brick wall. She pulled up the official record of the encounter on her onboard computer.

“15:37 First reported sighting of ghost. Spector flew overhead, did not interact with citizens or property. 15:43 Multiple reports of sightings of the ghost. No reports of conflict or damage. 15:45 Fenton and Fenton engage the ghost without license. Between 15:46 and 16:00 numerous reports of destruction of property or near misses of civilians by Fenton and Fenton.” She paused for a moment then typed into the keyboard on her wrist as she spoke out loud. “16:02 Spector detained by RH.”

“You seem awfully supportive of the ghost. Maybe we should check you for ecto contamination.”

Valerie was so glad that her helmet kept them from being able to see her eyes. Because she was desperately rolling them. She almost wanted them to try. Her suit would protect her from their weapons and her father would see them behind bars for assault.

“Doctors, I don’t want to have to call the police on you again, but if you continue to engage with ghost hunting without a license I will have no choice. Now good day.”

“Wait! What about the ghost! Since you captured it, would you mind handing it over to us?”

Val felt a sick twist of her gut at the malicious gleam in their eyes. She would rather die.

“Unfortunately, federal law dictates that all captured ecto entities must be turned over to the GIW as soon as possible. Now I really must continue my patrol in case there are other ghosts in the area.”

She took off back into the air away from the Fentons, ignoring as they growled and complained behind her. She would be turning her information over to the sheriff to make sure they were issued another citation and fine for ghost hunting without a license. It was a small revenge, but it was all she could take for now. Her helmet display showed that the ghost from earlier was still hanging around so she slowly flew towards a secluded rooftop where the two could have a conversation.

Val landed then dropped her helmet back, allowing her tight curls to spring free of containment. Danielle also dropped her invisibility, though she hovered a few feet away. Val could see several burn marks from the Fentons’ ecto blasts and the tracks of tears on her face.

“Are you really working with Vlad and the GIW?” Danielle asked before Val could say a word.

“No, I’m not. That’s a cover Danny and the others worked out.”

“Where is my brother?” There was a tinge of desperation in her voice.

“He’s safe. They’re all safe.” Valerie was quick to tell the other girl. “Danny’s parents hurt him real bad, but Jazz and the others got him out and he ended up in Gotham. Apparently the bats came and got Tucker and Sam and rescued Jazz.”

“Oh, thank the Ancients.” Dani settled bonelessly onto the rooftop, her relief almost tangible in the air. Then after a second she popped back to her feet. “That means I need to go to Gotham to make sure they’re- Ouch!”

Val was at Dani’s side in a moment as the girl winced and cringed.

“You stubborn idiot!” Val snapped, pushing the girl down into a sitting position. Then she pulled out the medical kit contained in her suit and began treating her injuries. “I swear I dealt with enough of your brother’s stupid desire to just ignore it any time he got hurt, now I have to deal with you!”

Dani gave her a small smile, grimaced a little as Val dabbed at the ecto burns then tried to smile again.

“Thank you?” Danielle said. Val huffed and continued her ministrations. “Since I have to stay here while you help me anyway, would you mind catching me up on what I’ve missed? What’s this about a ghost hunting license?”

Val took a moment to sigh before she started explaining.

“It’s basically the team’s plan to keep the city and the ghosts safe.” Val said. “Each of us had a part in the idea. Jazz said that a singular official ghost hunter would keep everyone safer. The ghosts hardly cause any damage anymore, and after Danny faced Pariah, none of them want to hurt humans anymore. Which makes the ghost hunters the biggest threats. Sam, despite her vehement dislike for all of law enforcement, was the one who pushed for me to get deputized so I would have more authority. Tucker hacked into the mayoral office while Vlad was in hiding after his latest ass kicking. Tuck managed to put through a bill and it’s now city law, supposedly signed by the mayor himself.”

Val finished treating Dani’s injuries to the best of her ability. She had a lot of first aid training, and Danny had given her a first aid kit specifically for dealing with injured ghosts, but it still wasn’t her strongest suit.

“Then Danny took my suit apart all the way to bare bones and rebuilt it from the ground up. I’ve got the tech to deal with everything from the strongest of ghosts in the Zone, to common criminals. I even have the ability to tangle with some of the Justice League threats, not Superman level maybe, but at least like Mr. Freeze or Captain Boomerang. Now that Danny’s got an in with the Bats, they’re going to try and get me in contact with Young Justice and some of the proteges.”

Dani turned with a bright smile on her face, and threw her arms around Val and pulled her into a tight hug. Valerie couldn’t help the heat that rose in her face as Dani beamed at her.

“Way to go Red! You’re making it to the big leagues now! That’s great!” Then her head tilted like a cat’s. “Aren’t you worried about ecto contamination from having to wear your suit so much?”

Valerie smiled and pulled Dani down so the two girls were sitting side by side. Some of the other girl’s hair fell into her face as she relaxed causing Val to huff in annoyance and gently move the hair behind her ear. Dani gave her another breathtaking smile and Val jerked her hand back and turned away to stare at the skyline.

“Ghost boy is actually a pretty good engineer. Better than Vlad anyway. Certainly better than his parents.” Val turned her arm to show Dani the inside of her wrist where a small green light glowed. “My suit actively pulls ectoplasm out of my body. Once Danny is back on his feet again he wants to patent the design and sell it as medical equipment. It should help prevent liminals like Tucker, Sam or especially Jazz from happening on accident.”

Dani leaned into Valerie’s side as the two girls watched the horizon together. Val suddenly found it very hard to swallow and had to fight not to say anything stupid. In her head she could hear Sam laughing at her and calling her a “Useless Lesbian.” She quickly cleared her throat and searched for a topic to keep the conversation flowing.

“What about you, Ghost?” Val would deny until her dying day if anyone accused her of her voice cracking. “What have you been up to?”

“Oh! I’ve been caving! It’s so fun being able to go and explore all these really deep caves! And the good thing about being a half ghost is I don’t have to breathe, I can see in the dark and I can just phase through any obstructions! I think I might take it up professionally, I get to explore the entire world, map out cool caves and-”

Val listened as Dani excitedly talked about the caves she had explored recently. Dani’s hands flapped wildly as she spoke, only pausing in her stimming when she needed to emphasize a specific point. She had never had an interest in caving, or caves in general before today but now she was starting to think caves might be her favorite topic as long as Danielle kept talking about them. Useless Lesbian.

The whole time Dani talked she leaned into Valerie’s side and Val finally bucked up enough courage to put her arm around the other girl’s shoulders and pull her even closer. She twined her fingers through Dani’s long, black hair and played with it gently while she talked. Though she almost got her hand stuck in Dani’s waves when the ghost girl suddenly jumped to her feet.

“Oh! I need to get going! I’ve got to get to Gotham and check in with Danny, double check that he's ok. Maybe he can make me some caving gear! Oh, wait. Valerie, could I borrow your phone charger?”

Val had to take a moment to process the sudden and rapid changes in topic, before she nodded and handed over a cable from her suit.

“Am I going to get that back, Ghost?”

Dani looked a little embarrassed before she shook her head.

“Probably not. But don’t worry. I’ll have Danny buy you a new one. And you know you can call me by my name if you like!”

“Oh, of course, D-danielle.” Val felt more heat rising in her cheeks as she stumbled over her name.

“Maybe try Dani, Dani with an I?”

“I don’t want to get you mixed up with Danny with a Y. You know I stopped dating him for a reason.”

Dani tilted her head to the side like a cat and oh Ancients! That’s cute. And then she tilted it just a little further than human bodies were supposed to be able to, and while a little disconcerting it was still cute.

“Is the reason because he’s a boy?”

“Yes, the reason is he’s a boy!” Val all but snapped, the words tripping over each other in her rush.

“How about Ellie then?”

Val froze. Ellie. That’s a pretty name.

“Ok, Ellie.” Val said the name softly. Ellie immediately lit up like a beacon and gave her a quick hug and before Val could even react, Ellie had pressed a kiss to her cheek and taken off into the sky.

Val stared after the dot of her rapidly disappearing from view until she finally shook herself clear and snapped her helmet back over her head. Useless Lesbian. Shut up Sam!

#dp x dc #valerie gray #dani fenton #dani x valerie #Danny Phantom #Writing Emerald

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xerith-42 · 4 months

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I decided to watch Void Paradox

I'm about five minutes into the first episode and I'm still not entirely sure if this is a good idea or not, but Laurance has already spoken like three lines of dialogue and I felt my heart wrench at just one of them, so clearly I'm in too deep now.

This post serves as my live tweeting/mental break down that I am currently having as we speak. It is very incomprehensible because it is literally just my thoughts as they happen, and given how much I have to say, I'll probably make proper posts out of a lot of these points once I finish the series.

This mess is just giving you a taste of the madness I truly posses.

I am only three minutes in before I have to pause and feel the urge to scream about how bad the dialogue in Aphmau series can be. Like this series is fairly okay, especially based on the standard set by her other shows but man... something is just not working here. The whole thing feels very clunky and while I can get the gist of what Jess is going for, the execution of said gist is leaving a lot to be desired.

[Laurance shows up]

nevermind Laurance is on screen and fully voice acted everything is better

Literally nobody talk to me I need to scream about Laurance Zvahl because he is EVERYTHING in this series. The way he very softly says Aph's name when he sees her, the immediate instinct to hug her because he's so relieved to see her, the fact that you can hear the smile in his voice the minute he registers that she's there and alive!! AUGH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!

And I literally screamed when he revealed that he was transported to this AU right at the end of season 1. Oh my Irene, I screamed. I collapsed. I was truly defeated by a single line of dialogue. I don't know where this series is going to go but I am here for it. And the fact that he knows Garroth did it and hid it from her???

I can't overstate how genuinely healing it is to hear Laurance fully voice acted. I know Sebastian Todd is retired from voice acting, but when he retired, he took down all his posts, including what I considered to be a comfort video. That video of him reading iconic Laurance lines from before he was in mcd/lines he just didn't act? That video was my everything when I was trying to hold onto this version of the character I knew I loved who was different to what Jess made him. When that video got taken down it was a major cowabummer bc there's so little properly voice acted Laurance content that isn't mcd Season 3 or My Street stuff (and I can't stand My Street like 80% of the time)

Hearing his voice, hearing him get to be properly expressive, it's just doing things to me man. I missed this character a lot. I've mostly been enjoying him through fan content or my own work. It's nice to say I enjoy a piece of canon content involving him, at least so far.

Still not sure how I feel about literally anything else. The whole relationship between Aph and Tommy feels very... weird. She describes herself as "basically his mother" after she's left with him, and treats him like it in the opening scene. But then when he's mocking her for being attracted to Laurance (so relatable), it seems really weird for a [checks wiki] 14 year old kid to be calling out his mom for finding someone hot. Feels a lot more like sibling dialogue to me? Which I guess they could be seen as siblings, but the series explicitly stated that she views it like motherhood??? But I don't think Jess is even thinking that deeply about it, I just over analyze her work for fun at this point.

Okay what the actual fuck is going on with the inside of this house???

Why is the color scheme purple and yellow? And not in any kind of flattering way which is possible with opposite colors, it just has both of them. The wallpaper changes when you get into the living room except not entirely on the windows, and in an earlier scene it looked like it wasn't even put onto all of the walls. And the wood that she used as supports just does not compliment either of these colors as they are. Just make it all purple, you know you want to Jess.

Also is the texture on the table and the glass the same??? I don't know a damn thing about modding or making texture/data packs for minecraft but that just seems. odd.

Laurance: mentions the nether Me: [screams just a little]

Tommy: shows up and gives a random ass lore dump Aph: Kay thanks go back to your room

"I don't know what I can do to help."

"Just be there for me. I just need someone to ground me right now."

I literally want to shake Laurance around like a rag doll and give him a stupid kiss on his stupid fucking face UGH why can't I be normal about this block man and his stupid feelings?!?! The way his voice breaks as despair sets in?? The fact that he's no doubt pieced together that Garroth probably stole the amulet and plans to use it to hurt Aph and he can't do anything about it?? I'm literally losing it.

How did I not watch this series before.

Literally about to cry over him just calling Aph "M'lady" out of pure instinct. He didn't consciously do that. He just misses her that much.

oh no spooky evil alternate Laurance or whatever--

MAN I'm so happy I decided to watch this series. This was probably a mistake though :)

#this sure is a post #it is what it is #text post #aphmau #void paradox #laurance zvahl #mental breakdance #this is a very chaotic post #I would not advise trying to read this #aphblr #aphverse #minecraft diaries laurance

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box-dwelling · 10 months

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So i bully Phoenix for being a bottom a lot but I thought I'd do a post of my other NSFW head canons for AA. Maybe I'll add to this as I get through the series

1: FranMaya is Brat/Brat tamer. I don't even know if I think this needs an explanation. I feel like if you have a passing understanding of who both those characters are and what a Brat and brat tamer are you understand where I'm coming from. I also think they're terminally on again off again. Fran doesn't have like as much of the terminal run away instinct her brother does but like, I think she does break up with Maya the second she gets even slightly annoyed at her. Maya doesnt chase her because she thinks she's over reacting but then the next time they see each other they immediately have sex again. Maybe this works out eventually but I think there's a good while where this is the dynamic. And literally no one knows if they're dating, even them. Like sometimes Maya's like, "yeah she's just sulking, we're still together" and Fran is like "Maya Fey was the worst mistake of my life", because she left a burger wrapper on the counter for 0.25 seconds, and other times Maya's like "she's gone for good this time. It's over" and Fran is just "I still love her I just need to show boundaries" where the boundary is the Atlantic ocean. I think they're toxic and have amazing sex and good for them honestly.

2) Maya Fey and Phoenix Wright 1000% talk about and compare the sexual abilities of the Von Karma siblings. They fucking meet up get drunk and bitch about it and I cannot be convinced otherwise. When Fran and Miles find out instead of being violated they instead just go "but I'm better then him/her right?" (Fran is better for reasons I will now expand on.

3) Miles Edgeworth is painfully vanilla in bed. Listen Ace Edgeworth head canoners I love you and I am kissing you on the mouth but

I do not think he is ace, I think the man is just weird. I am certain Miles Edgeworth calls sex intercourse. If Miles Edgeworth were not the most homosexual human being to walk the planet earth the concept of sex that is not PiV for the express purpose of procreation would make the man faint. Despite this he is hopelessly sexually attracted to men and does not know how to handle it. He has either never seen any porn in his life and turns the TV off during sex scenes or does watch the most vanilla gay porn imaginable and treats it as his deepest darkest secret. And let me add, his attraction to men is not the aberration to him, this isn't an internalised homophobia thing, this is just the deepest sexual representation humanly imaginable and he would be equally weird if he had any attraction to women. Hand holding before marriage seems a step too far for him. He calls dating courting. I am fully convinced he would ask Phoenix's parents permission before allowing himself to even look the man in the eye when he realised he had feelings for him. Do I think this would last when Phoenix actually started sleeping with him? No. I think given Phoenix has proven himself to be pretty kinky he would bring it up, Miles would be a very awkward Dom for like one scene and then start to get over himself and realise this is another way he can do his favourite thing in the world, bullying Phoenix. Their sex life picks up a bit after that

#ace attorney #nfsw headcanons #narumitsu #Wrightworth #franmaya #franziska von karma #maya fey #phoenix Wright #miles edgeworth

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angel-of-the-moons · 7 months

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I am OBSESSED with the way you write the spiderverse characters!! You write them legitimately perfectly I can honestly hear them and play out the scenes in my head so perfectly! I wanted to request something with Pavitr after I saw the parental figure fanfic you did! Sort of in a similar vain with injuries and angst and comfort. Perhaps being an older sibling figure to him alongside Hobie, but reader kind of just doesn’t….really care about themselves, seeing a bunch of rubble or glass about to fall directly on top of him and pushing him out of the way to take the brunt of the damage and ending up getting extremely hurt in the process. I’m a SUCKER for hurt/comfort and for Pavitr being beside himself with fear “Pav! Pav let them go let the medics help them!!” “NO!! NO I need to stay-I need to stay with them PLEASE!! PLEASE I CAN’T LOSE THEM”

I'm sending all you guys Spider-Medic's therapy bills and tab at Starbucks I STG 😭

Super Glue

(Was used in Vietnam for wound closure. My Grandpa backed this fact up! It's why we always had super glue in the house as a kid!)

Pavitr x Older Sibling Figure!Spider-Person Reader

TW/CW: Mentions of Injury, blood, battlefield surgery, mentions of possible death. Angst with a hot side of Pavitr's soft fluffy heart getting stepped on again

MINORS DNI: I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

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It was supposed to be routine. A routine mission. Easy in, easy out. Nah the bad guys, save some people.

So how in the world could it have gone so wrong?

None of you were anticipating Green Goblin lobbing new sticky bombs at you guys!

The only thing at the forefront of your mind was "protect". Damn what happened to you.

All you ever cared about was protecting the others, members of your team, civilians. You didn't care if you got hurt, you never did.

When Pavitr expressed concern for you, you just patted his head and told him you'd be fine. Bloody face, busted lip and nose... you'd smile. For them, you'd always smile. No matter how bad the pain was.

No matter how many times you almost died.

Like now.

Right. Now.

The only thing your mind saw was the bombs being thrown Pavitr's way.

On sheer instinct alone, you reach out, sling some web and pull yourself towards him, using your leverage and another string of webs to pull Pavitr out of the way as the bombs detonated on the support columns of the front half of the bank you were trying to protect.

The last thing you remember was your ears ringing, the smoke in your lungs, the feeling of glass shredding your suit and skin, and the collapse of rubble.

You didn't remember anything else.

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Pavitr climbed to his feet as quickly as possible, frantically looking around the carnage for you.

Hobie and one of the Peter Parkers was busy finally webbing Goblin up, pinning him to the wall of the nearby bodega.

Pavitr meanwhile, was consumed with the thought that something happened to you. He couldn't see you, you weren't answering.

Everyone knew that Pavitr adored you just as much as Hobie. You two were the older siblings he wished he had.

The one who everyone took to calling Spider-Medic gripped Pavitr's arm, talking to him, but Pavitr couldn't hear him over the ringing and blood rushing in his ears.

Pavitr felt his heart stop and blood run cold when he saw your hand sticking out of the rubble.

Even Medic went into autopilot, rushing over alongside Pavitr to pry the shattered brick and concrete off of you.

Thankfully it collapsed in a way that didn't kill you, or fully crush you.

But you had a piece of rebar sticking out of your side, your suit shredded and bloody from the shards of glass.

You weren't moving.

There was so much blood.

"Aw, hell." Medic's voice said, as he immediately pulled out his flashlight from one of his hip-bags.

He gently pushed your eyes open one at a time and checked how responsive you were. The sudden light blinding you made you groan, and twitch, whimpering when the rebar reminded you where it was lodged.

"Hey, Punk!" Medic shouted.

Hobie's spiked head immediately swiveled towards you guys and ran over.

"Okay, Pavitr?" Medic asked him, handing him some sterile gauze patches.

"Y-Yeah?" He stammered.

"You need to hold these down and be ready to apply serious pressure. We gotta get that rebar out. We don't have time to cut them loose, we can't afford to stay in this universe for too long. We have to get 'em back to HQ." He said, his military training kicking in.

"Okay, O-Okay." Pavitr said shakily, doing as he said.

But the moment his fingers touch the tender area around your wounds, you flinched and whimpered against causing him to recoil.

"Kid, regardless, this is gonna hurt. They're gonna scream, gonna cry. You can't ease up the pressure or they'll bleed to death. Understood?"

"Y-yes sir." Pavitr said, choking the lump in his throat down as he gripped the wound as he was instructed.

"Punk, you and I are gonna pull 'em up on 3. Got it?"

"Got it." Hobie nodded grimly.

Pavitr didn't hear the countdown. All he could hear was your mouth opening to scream as you were yanked off the piece of metal, all he could see was the blood that gushed from the wound in your side.

Immediately, Medic went to work.

He ripped open his packs and slapped on some sterile gloves over his suit, grabbing a bottle of alcohol.

He had Hobie hold you down while he cleaned your wounds out as fast as possible.

Pavitr paced, his hands wringing, your blood soaking through his gloves and into his skin.

He didn't like the smell of it, how it felt.

"Please please please please please--" Pavitr kept saying, his eyes wide and terrified as Medic began stitching you shut with the efficiency only a man who was accustomed to treating on the battlefield could wield.

"Please please please help them, d-don't let them die, I..." Pavitr was starting to hyperventilate, even as Peter put his hand on his shoulder, the teen trying to avoid looking at the bloody mess that you were as you were stitched up.

"P-Pavitr." He tried to say, his voice cracking. "Just... just let Med do his job, okay? Th-they'll be fine. Okay? Right?"

"I c-c-can't lose them. Not them, too!" Pavitr blubbered out, emotion gripping his heart like an icy fist. "I can't lose anyone else! I can't!"

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You woke up, body sore, bandaged from head to toe. You couldn't see out of one of your eyes, but that was probably from the bandages on your head.

You crane your head, neck aching in protest as you look next to your bed, at the body curled up in the uncomfortable chair next to you.

Poor Pavitr was dressed in some basic scrubs, a thin hospital blanket wrapped tightly around his body as he snored softly.

You sigh, and try to sit up.

Bad idea.

You immediately swallowed a cry of pain that bled through the anesthesia.

But it was still loud enough to wake Pavitr up.

The poor guy immediately went into action and rushed to your side, your name leaving his lips like he thought you'd shatter if he spoke too loud.

"You--you're awake! You're not supposed to be!" Pavitr told you.

"Yeah, I guess nobody told Med that I have a high tolerance for medications." You grunted.

"Here!" Pavitr said, pushing the button on the side of your bed, letting the back of your bed crane so you were sitting up without straining your stitches.

"Thanks..." You sigh, easing back a bit.

"I feel like I got hit by a truck." You groaned.

"Or seven. And got trampled by a herd of buffalo."

Pavitr swallowed hard.

"I'm sorry--"

"Pavitr..."

"If--if I was watching my back better, you wouldn't have--"

"Hey, kid." You reach out and bop him on the head softly, his shoulders scrunching as you do. "I'm alive, ain't I? Stop apologizing."

"But, but--"

"No buts. Take the win. We'll be okay." You smile thinly, trying to ease his fears.

You could tell it didn't work.

"Hey, you kids!" Medic barked as he walked into your suite.

You winced, prepared for another lecture from him.

"You better not roughhouse and ruin the twelve hours of work I put into keeping your guts inside you! Or make me regret using all that super glue!"

You and Pavitr look at each other, and finally laugh.

#pavitr x you #pavitr prabhakar x you #pavitr prabhakar x reader #atsv pavitr #spiderverse pavitr #answered

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callsign-phoenix · 1 year

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I wrote this as a part of my advent calendar fics, I hope you like it!

It is a Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x female!reader imagine.

Thank you @marvelandotherfandomimagines for proofreading!

Day 6: Santa

You’re getting a special treat today because where I’m from December 6th is a holiday, so here you are; some smut 😉

Warnings: smut (18+)

You were about to visit your family for the holidays.

You decided to bring Bradley, who was excited to meet some of your extended relatives, such as your parents, siblings and the nephews and nieces you had.

When your parents had asked who could dress up as Santa Bradley immediately volunteered, and bought a rather expensive outfit from a costume store.

He was motivated and tried on the clothes in secret, not letting you see how he looked as Santa Clause.

When he came back he wore a giant grin on his lips, as well as the fake Santa beard that adorned his face.

You weren’t sure if he just forgot to take it off or if he wore it on purpose, but because the grin didn’t falter as he watched your irritated reaction you realized that he had purposely done so.

You couldn’t say what it was but seeing Bradley sitting on your couch with his legs spread, looking you in the eye with a serious expression on his face as well as that beard made a warmth spread inside you that even managed to make you sweat a little.

Your mouth opened slightly as if to say something but you couldn’t think of what to say, instead your eyes were trained on your boyfriend as he kept his façade.

He was entirely silent as he looked at you expectantly, watching you squirm in your stance as you took him in.

“Hello Santa, where’s the rest of your outfit?” You asked gingerly and Bradley raised one eyebrow, still sure in his seat, spreading his legs and splaying his hands out on his thighs.

“I’m saving that for tomorrow,” he answered softly.

“Baby, I know you promised, but I don’t think you should wear it at my parents’,” you said as you made your way towards him, settling down on his lap with your legs on either side of his.

“And why is that?” Bradley asked with a smile that was as sweet as honey, and you felt the instinct to kiss it from his lips.

“Because I don’t want to have sex with you when my parents and little nephews and nieces are in the other room,” you whispered the scandalous truth, and felt your boyfriend’s hands settle on your hips.

Your eyes were lowered to his lips so you saw him chuckle, the bright white beard framing his mouth beautifully, even though you had thought it’d look ridiculous.

You had internally prepared yourself for seeing Bradley in his Santa suit and getup, you knew in your heart that it’d look comical, but you hadn’t expected to like it at all.

The strange truth was that it turned you on, and you allowed yourself to feel that way.

Your breath was shorter and quicker than usual and the way you clung to his neck showed that you were very into him, that you liked him in that laughable fake beard.

After chuckling Bradley met your eyes, a carnal humor in his own.

“I bought the Santa costume, baby,” he said, his voice sounding lower and slower than usual, another thing that he purposely did to tease you.

“I can wear it for you anytime you like,” he winked, and you felt the heat intensify in your cheeks.

You felt warm all over, and you instinctively ground down on his lap, receiving an almost silent groan from him.

“Shit, baby,” you whispered as Bradley’s eyes once again met yours, the way his gaze bore into yours in loving intensity taking your breath away.

“How’d you know I’d like this?” You asked in nothing more than a slur, but he understood perfectly.

“Santa knows if you are naughty or nice, he knows your deepest, darkest secrets,” he mumbled, lifting his hips to grind them up into yours in need of friction.

“I know you, baby. Inside and out,” he added, his hand finding its way into your panties as he said the word ‘inside’.

A shiver ran down your spine and you arched into his touch, receiving a knowing chuckle from your boyfriend.

You moaned softly in need before you moved to undo the button and zipper on his jeans, trying to hurry things along because you got more needy by the second.

When Bradley saw what you were doing he followed your lead, doing the same to your jeans and pulling them off with your help.

Your panties were off in less than a second and you were straddling him again, the two of you working together to pull his trousers and boxers far enough down to have access to what you so desperately needed.

When you settled down again you did so feeling his length inside you, and letting out a loud moan in the process.

You could see Bradley’s mouth open below the white hair that by now hung slightly askew on his face, but neither of you cared enough to fix it.

You were both breathing heavily, your hearts pounding in your chests as you moved up and down, Bradley’s hands supporting you and helping your movements.

Your hands found their way into the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging on the roots as you gave your all.

Moans fell from your lips and your boyfriend let out gentle groans.

His head falling back so his eyes bore into yours, his mouth open in a simple silent moan.

You reached your orgasm after a few seconds and your thrusts became erratic, so Bradley moved his hips up in an attempt to keep your movement going.

You were breathless and he was too as you slowly calmed down, you were looking at each other, sharing a loving smile as you waited for your breaths to slow.

Your hands fell from his hair to the side of his face, your thumbs grazing the beard and pulling it back to sit in its rightful place on his face.

“So you think I should grow a Santa beard now?” He chuckled and you shook your head quickly, scrunching your nose in disgust.

“Oh no, not until you’re old and gray. This is a sight just for me, and for me only,” you whispered, but one of the corners of Bradley’s mouth pulled upwards in a teasing grin.

“A sight for you and your nephews and nieces only,” he teased, and you let your head rest on his shoulders in silent mortification.

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krikeymate · 10 months

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You remember how you told us that you laugh when you're in pain? It's a natural reaction to pain or trauma (laughing in shock). Lots of people do it.

Sooo... people say that Tara laughs/smiles after stabbing Ethan and that it proves that she enjoys the killing, too. To me, it doesn't look like enjoyment or amusement AT ALL. It's relief. It's shock. It's trauma. It's completely different from Sam's tiny smiles.

Sam's smiles convey dominance. They're unnerving. Almost maniacal. Tara just looks like she's smiling because the alternative would be sobbing hysterically. Tara might be fine with Sam killing people but I don't think she'd ever willingly kill anybody, and she definitely wouldn't find enjoyment in it. That's why I don't think Ghostface-Tara will happen, whereas I can definitely see Ghostface-Sam happening.

I feel like Tara really just wants to live a normal life. Sam wants that too, but she does have that darkness inside of her, and sometimes she really has to fight against it. Like, I believe (or I hope) that most people don't think about killing people - not even when they're super mad or disappointed or something. But for Sam, I feel like her brain would immediately go to 'I could just kill them' - and she means it! - if someone's messing with her or - especially - the people she loves, and she has to remind herself that that's not a normal response. You know what I mean?

In canon, I believe Tara doesn't really have an ounce of evil in her. At least not more than any other person on earth. She does have a very good survival instinct, though (mostly, maybe not in that Chad scene where tiny Tara wanted to fight 2 Ghostfaces without hesitation or in the party scene, where she was ready to willingly go upstairs with that douche). She's acting on pure instinct and adrenaline in most of her scenes in both movies. She's just trying to survive. Sam's also just trying to survive (and protect) BUT she does seem to find some sort of enjoyment once she gains the upper hand. There definitely is some evil slumbering within her.

So yeah, I feel like more people seem to expect Tara to become Ghostface eventually, and it doesn't make sense to me at all. Like, there's basically nothing in canon that would lead to that. She completely accepts Sam, yes. All of her. She fully embraces every part of her sister, without a single trace of judgment (as seen in Bailey's death scene). But to me, that's just a little sister thing. Sam's the coolest person on earth to Tara, and she can't do wrong in Tara's eyes. It's sort of infantile because most kids outgrow that phase sooner rather than later - but Tara obviously hasn't, which might be a childhood trauma thing.

So yeah, I don't even know where I'm going with this, but I'd love to hear your thoughts on it - if you feel like replying! I'm definitely open to changing my mind :)

Oh 100% Tara's laughing is because the alternative is crying. She's traumatised and it's this moment of relief that she's still alive and she's beaten him and she's won.

I think a lot of people have jumped on Tara should/will become Ghostface because they want a returning survivor to 'go bad', as that's something we haven't seen in the franchise, and although Sam is the obvious answer to that, given the story set out for her, she really can't. She's mentally ill and on antipsychotics, so to make her Ghostface would be a terrible and damaging choice. Plus, her story is about overcoming the darkness. For Tara however, you don't have that, but you can very easily have the opposite happen, a story of succumbing instead. I myself love the concept, although I hold no expectations or allusions that we will get that at all in canon. I also think people are focussing too much on the 1 -> 5, 2 -> 6, 3 -> 7 idea, and think oh Ghostface is going to be a half-sibling, well Sam and Tara are half-siblings. I don't think they're gonna do that.

I don't necessarily think we could get a Tara who is a straight-up killer in the way Sam could become, but she's definitely the type of character who could easily turn into a mastermind figure, if she wanted to. Now, does she want to, no. I do think however that it would be interesting for 7 to play on that, to put both sisters on the edge of becoming what they hate by having them hunting down a Ghostface instead of waiting to be hunted, but ultimately without them actually falling over it. In that movie anyway lol.

I don't think Tara's reaction to stabbing Ethan is what really condemns her however, it's the nod to Sam at the end. She's saying finish it. That act shows there is some darkness inside her, that she's not entirely innocent. If she hadn't done that, Sam would have backed away, and Bailey would have been taken away by the police/paramedics. Maybe he would have died anyway of his wounds, maybe he would have survived, the end result for that doesn't actually matter. Sam put him down, because Tara let her, because Tara wanted her to.

As for what you said about how often people think about killing - I think you might be surprised! It's a very common intrusive thought, the thought of murder or suicide. We have to remember that Sam is mentally ill, and so yes she would have those thoughts of 'I could just kill them', but those would be unwanted intrusive thoughts. The more severe your mental illness, the more severe and frequent those types of thoughts. They can be terrifying to deal with and really mess with the way you interact with others and the world.

If Tara was to go down a darker path, it wouldn't work just from where we leave her in 6. Where we leave her, she's realised she has to get therapy and work through her problems if she wants to keep Sam in her life, and she promises to do so. There is however a lot that can go wrong for her that could push her further into going down that path, as opposed to say, Chad, who I could not see ever doing such a thing, from what we've seen of his character.

#/mp #ask box #Scream #Sam Carpenter #Tara Carpenter

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that-fanperson-meg · 7 months

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This one hurt me to write lol

Six Times Twilight Knight Was There For His Siblings (and one time they were there for them) BONUS CHAPTERS!

The first thing that Twilight Knight realized when he woke up was that the room they were in, wasn’t his room. The walls were an oppressive shade of gray, directly above them was a bunk bed, and the blankets he’d wrapped themself in were coarse and felt more like an old towel more than a blanket.

However something about the room felt familiar, like a forgotten photograph; its context obscured but the evidence still there.

For some reason they’d fallen asleep in his mask which actually…was pretty normal. Though still they couldn’t shake the feeling of nervousness that reverberated all throughout his mind.

It was for this reason that he’d been compelled to leave the room and see what was outside the door.

The void-astral entered into a hallway, one with walls painted in a somewhat nicer shade of grayish-blue and began down it, still with the same feeling of familiarity

From behind them, his antennae picked up the sounds of footsteps moving ever closer to them. Instinctively he reached for their sword though found that it wasn’t in its regular place.

He turned to face whoever was behind them with such speed that he hoped would startle them. Though he realized immediately that being so nervous was unfounded.

“Heya Lyci! Sorry ‘m late, training ran super late.” An astral with light blue fur and warm pink eyes greeted them.

Immediately everything made sense, he was on the Cele Mapop, working to defeat Nightmare as a Star Warrior. The astral in front of him was Dusk Knight, their best friend and roommate.

Like second nature, Twilight Knight slipped back into his normal routine, which at this moment was hanging out with Dusk until dinner time.

“You wanna go chill in the commons? We could steal a board game from there and kill time.”

The knight shrugged, “that place’s always crowded around now. You wanna just wait it out in the room?”

Deciding that wading through a sea of other Star Warriors was not an experience that they wanted to voluntarily go through, the two started heading back towards their shared bunk.

However in the back of the Star Warrior’s mind, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was…off.

Though what exactly was wrong was the real question. Everything felt normal enough, but there had to be something. They weren’t going crazy…right?

“Hey bro, you remember the sparring match ya’ had with Solar?” Dusk Knight asked as they climbed up the ladder to their top bunk.

Twilight Knight thought for a moment, “I think I do? What about it?”

The astral snickered to themself, “well ya’ may or may not have left a dent in the floor.”

The knight went to react, but then realized that they didn’t remember sparring with Solar. The last time that he could remember sparring with their so-called ‘rival’ -which was basically another term for best friend- was…just before-

“Hey Dusk, where was our last battle?” He asked the astral, silently hoping that they weren’t right.

The two stayed silent for what seemed like hours, with Twilight Knight staring into his best friend’s infinite pink eyes.

Dusk then got down from their spot on the top bunk to stand across from him. “I guess you’ve figured it out then?” The knight asked them.

The void-astral sighed, “so I take it that this is a dream and you’re-”

“Not real?” Fake-Dusk finished his sentence. “Well you’d be right. I’m nothing more than what your mind remembers about Dusk and thinks they’d say.”

The knight sat back down on their bunk, “so if I asked you something you’d respond as Dusk?”

Fake-Dusk nodded, “I’m just like them in every way- or at least the Dusk you knew.”

However before Twilight Knight could ask them something, the Fake-Dusk asked their own question.

“Are you mad at me?”

The knight did a double take, still not believing what Dusk -or really Fake-Dusk but he couldn’t care less- had just said.

“WHAT!? NO- of course not- I was never mad at you!” They told his best friend, somewhat offended.

Dusk gave a somber half-smile, “well, are you mad at yourself?”

“I…” they began, voice faulting. The rational part of his mind knew that all of this was a dream, they were going to wake up, Dusk wasn’t there.

But his heart wouldn’t listen.

“I am. I let you get hurt, I’m the one that left you cause I was scared you’d hate me, I’m the one that was too stupid to not realize that Dark Matter was going to hit you, I-”

Dusk stopped them, “I protected you because I care about you, Lyci. And I still do, neither Dark Matter or Nightmare himself could ever stop that.”

In an instant, the knight crumbled in on himself, and tears began flowing down the sides of their face. That was it, Dusk had said everything that he’d hoped someday they’d hear.

“I know this is a dream and kinda dumb, but could we hug?” Twilight Knight asked, taking off his mask and setting it down on their bunk bed.

Dusk smiled and nodded, and in a flash, the two knights had come together in a hug. For a moment, the entire world slipped away. To the void-astral’s heart, this was real, Dusk was back, and everything was right again.

But his mind knew better.

“They’d like you a lot, you know.”

Dusk laughed slightly, “who are you talking about?”

Twilight Knight smiled the way they always did when he was around Dusk, “my family, the one I found for myself.”

The astral sighed, “you’re going to have to say that to the real Dusk when you see them again.”

“How are you so sure I’ll see them again?”

Dusk shrugged, breaking the hug, “eh, I know you, Lyci. You never give up on people, you’ll find me eventually.”

Slowly, the corners of his vision began growing lighter, they were waking up.

“I don’t wanna let go.” The knight mumbled into Fake-Dusk’s fur.

They sighed and hugged him even tighter, “me neither, Lyci.”

Dusk Knight by @aesthetically-meme

Solar Knight by @cheatachu-72

#twilight knight oc #kirby oc #kirby original character #I hope you guys like it lol

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