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mrneighbourlove · 3 months

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Glass Love and Desire: Ch 1. Foreign Prince in a Distant Land

Fire’s forge steel. And steel coats the strongest hearts. This was the creed the Ocho, the leading clan of the Hasai people decreed under the guiding principles of Kikai Empire!

The Empire was made of many clans. The Ocho, the Skurge, the Romtan, and the Waku. The Ocho were the most powerful by blood, having the right to lead. The Skurge were fiercely loyal to their Ocho masters, and the Romtan knew their place. The Waku lead the spiritual lead, praying to Exodrum, the God of Flame and War. The Waku even partook in a companionship with dragons. This was the hierarchy of things. But this hierarchy was not to last.

Under his eyes, Exodrum saw that dragons had grown soft and complacent. They no longer worshiped him and the power he provided, opting to create and cultivate their own power. This greatly angered the god, who, speaking through the Ocho, commanded the Hasai to slay the dragons. And that they did, everyone except the Waku.

The red skinned traitors turned their back on the empire, siding with the beasts. As such, seventeen years of war had ravaged the Empire’s lands. For no traitor, Waku or Dragon, would be allowed to live, no matter the cost.

This is the story of my ascension. This is how I rose to the rank of Emperor. And, my son, this is also the story of how I came to know your mother.

Prince Malakath drove his blade into the eye of the luck dragon, holding on as the beast threw its head back and forth to throw him off. He was just about to deal a finishing blow when it got smart and slapped him with a claw.

Landing on the ground near the edge of the mountain, Malakath laughed. “Foolish beast. I am Royal blood! And I am Malakath! Son of Emperor Thelak.”

The dragon spoke directly into his mind through forced telepathy. “You are blight Ocho. You and all your ilk. Even if I die here, there are others who will carry the flame.”

“Nonsense, you’re one of the last. After I finish here, I know the location of your so-called King, and he shall fall next.”

The Dragon slammed his foot on the ground. “I sense the evil in your heart. If I can’t live to fight on…”

Malakath stopped his blustering when he saw the Dragon’s fangs bare and it’s hair poof. He braced himself suddenly, feeling an attack about to strike.

“Then I’ll take you with me!!!”

The dragon charged forward with the motion of a cobra. Biting around Malakath’s waist, the force wasn’t too great, not enough to pierce his armour. Suddenly, as they went over the edge, Malakath realized it didn’t need to bite him in half. All it needed to do was keep him in place. With a yell, they both plunged over a hundred feet down into a raging river below.

As they hit the water, the green skinned prince felt his lungs fill with water, and his mind went blank.

The war had reached the borders of Al-Daida from Danjur. Yet, the current Patriarch was not concerned with the battle reaching the heart of his country. The Hasai would have to cross miles of desert to even think of reaching the heart of his kingdom. Thus, there were only the occasional patrols or scouts which looked for any sign of Hasai activity. However, the Naran soldiers were unaware of the body of a luck dragon and Hasai prince floating down the Aaru River which connected Danjur and Al-Daida...

Chione had decided to venture out to the Aaru River early before the sun rose too high in the sky. The hotter it was, the more miserable it was to work in the heat. Besides, the Kamazu plant was easier to harvest in the early hours. The river was calm instead of turbulent from any fishing boats or importing ships, so it was easier to spot the moss growing on the side of the banks. With her tail, Chione held the basket while her fingers worked with precision to carefully remove the Kamazu plant from the surface of the water. It was a wondrous plant which could cure nearly any infection. Yet, it was difficult to grow in gardens due to the need of the plant requiring another host to feed upon for sustenance. It was both a giver of life and a seed of death.

Not wanting to get her clothes wet, Chione had opted to harvest the Kamazu plant in her undergarments. Her basket was nearly full. After setting it on the bank, she noticed a rather large patch that she missed near a log which had washed up on the bank. Approaching the plant, Chione stuck her hand into the water to pry it loose... when suddenly another hand grabbed hers.

Startled, Chione yelped and nearly fell backwards into the water.

A green skinned man with long black hair rose from the water, his body acting on pure instinct. He held on tight to her, barking out something in a language she did not know. His eyes were almost glazed over, and he clearly was out of his mind. When he was finished, river water spewed out of his mouth. He then collapsed unconscious once more, falling on top of the woman.

Stunned, Chione was about to show her fangs when the man suddenly... flopped on top of her. He did not move. The botanist was highly confused and flustered at the situation. This was not exactly how she planned to spend her morning, getting used as a pillow by a water sprite. At least, that's what she thought he was. Carefully, she moved upward onto the bank, dragging the green man out of the river. Rolling him over onto his back, Chione stared at him. The stories were true. Water spirits were incredibly beautiful. Curiously, she wondered if this was a water spirit or not, seeing that he was struggling to breathe and severely injured. Shouldn't water sprites be at home in the river? Perhaps he was attacked by a crocodile.

Not wanting to afford Nuabi, the mother of the water, by ignoring one of her injured children, Chione made the decision to take the green man back to her home. After ridding him of the heavy steel covering his body, the botanist hefted him onto her back, grabbed her basket with her tail, and carried him back to her modest abode, covered wall to wall in various plants. While she was no expert in healing, Chione could at least tend to his wounds until she could fetch a doctor.

Malakath rolled in his sleep, water coming out of his body and being replaced by a deep heat. He would not wake for another full day. Suddenly, as if a spell was lifted over him, his eyes opened and he looked around, startled by new and unknown surroundings. “Where am I?!��

The inside of Chione's home was like an urban jungle. There were plants of every species from Al-Daida on the windows, hanging from the ceilings, on pots in the floor, and even a few in a niche in the wall. She had done her best to tend to the green man's injuries with the Kamazu plant she had gathered earlier and provided him with dry clothes. It was difficult to know what would make a water sprite comfortable. Though, she did use her own chest wraps as a makeshift bandage. There was nothing else available for her to bind the man's injuries. The botanist was quite certain his right arm was broken, so she straighten the arm, bound it with a ripped portion of a sheet, and used a stick as a torniquet.

Hearing the man's voice, Chione walked back into the modest bedroom with a small plate of food and feverfew and poppies for his discomfort. It was by no means a feast, a few grilled fish, a sweet bun, and some roasted potatoes, but it was what she had for now. As she drew aside the curtain which served as a door, her stunning dark purple hair reflected a bit of light. Once more, she had donned clothing, but it left very little to imagination. The Nara culture was not big on modesty.

"How are you feeling?" Chione asked in her native tongue. She sat on her knees beside of him, noting his tension. She tried to show she meant no harm by pointing to the plate. "I have brought you food if you feel like eating."

Malakath calmed down not out of patience, but stunned contemplation when he saw this woman walk in. The way her tail whipped, the shimmer of her skin, the beautiful figure. Not understanding her didn’t matter. Her tone was alluring. For a moment, he stared at her, his golden eyes barely blinking.

The green man was staring at her. Was this his first time seeing a Nara? The stories said that water spirits near really had the need to visit land. Perhaps he was merely curious and taking in the sight. Then again, Chione supposed this was her first time seeing a water sprite too. The feeling was mutual. Her tail flicked in curiosity as she tucked some hair behind a curved horn.

"Eat." Chione mimicked the motion of bringing food to her mouth. She then pointed to the food on the dish. Afterward, she pointed to the herbs and then gestured to his wounds. "Medicine. You take both."

Malakath felt his stomach growl seeing the dish that was prepared. Carefully, he ate his food. Slowly, he chewed, cautious of any poisons. Had anything tasted wrong, his mouth could burn the food to ash, buy it seemed all was fine. Grabbing the herbs, he started to chew them, mistaking them for a salad.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Chione exclaimed when the green man suddenly tried to down the medical plants with gusto. It was best to drink the poppies slowly in tea or water and then to chew on the feverfew. Shouldn't water sprites know this?

He paused, eying her closely. It seemed she objected to that. Setting the herbs down, he watched her closely. By Exodrum, she was exotic. Was she reptilian, draconic? Draconic people was something reserved for Ocho. But he supposed if there could be other dragons around the world, there could be other draconics. Or was she a demon? Also an interesting possibility. But unlikely Malakath supposed. Demons harmed people. Or was she an Angel? He had to know if he was alive. “Be still.”

Slowly, he lifted a hand up to touch her cheek.

Chione felt exasperated, but she supposed maybe the injuries had known the water sprite a touch silly. She was ready to demonstrate what he needed to do with the feverfew and the poppies when suddenly, he spoke again. The Nara did not understand, having a puzzled expression on her face.

"Ah!" Chione was surprised when the green man suddenly touched her. While she did not want to offend Nuabi, this was... a bit close. He was lending closer still, looking at her with those eyes the color of the sun. Perhaps this was common in water sprite culture? She was unsure. However, when the green man went to touch her horns, the blush spread across her face furiously and she swatted his hands away gently with a shake of her head. There was no way he could know that the horns of the Nara were an erogenous area. "No, no, not there, not my tail either."

Malakath put on a face that was between a scowl and a pout. He wanted to touch the horns. Looking around, he suppose it was time he investigated where he was. “Excuse me woman, but I should get going.”

Carefully, he tried to stand up. Doing so, he winced a little as he felt his chest churn. “Not great, but not bad.”

The botanist almost laughed at the sulking, having to suppress a bit of a snicker. The amusement was rather clear on her face. She could not fault him though, not many races had horns.

"Hey! What are you thinking?!" Chione shook her head as motioned for him to get back on the bedroll. She repeatedly jabbed her index finger down, indicating that he should not stand. "You are still healing! You need at least a week's worth of rest before even thinking about heading... wherever you're going."

“I am Prince Malakath. I can go where I wish.” The Ocho pointed to himself. He was important. He could go where he pleased. Sure, he wasn’t going to be running anywhere, but in this state he could at least walk to the door.

"No, no! Come back, you're going to make your injuries worse!" Chione insisted, watching him wobble toward the doorway to her home. Standing in front of the exit, the Nara's tail flicked once, sharply, in irritation. Without words, she furrowed her brow and pointed back to the bedroll. If this green man died on her watch, Nuabi would most certainly be cross with her.

Malakath thought his options over as his anger rose. This woman was head strong. Normally he would like some feistiness, but he needed to get out. He could burn her with his abilities, but in his condition that might only weaken him further after. He slammed a hand over her shoulder on the door frame, looking her in the eyes. She didn’t budge.

The prince smiled. He liked her fearlessness. No, he supposed he’d have to give into the demands of this peasant. This close, she smelled good. When spoke again, his voice reached a silky tone. “Okay. If I must stay here, you’ll just have to take care of my every whim.”

The bang of his hand against the door frame caught her off guard only for a moment. He was angry. The green man wanted to leave. Yet, if he left now, then he would most likely not make it back to the river for the swim home. The water sprite even had the audacity to sniff her. Was he smelling for fear? For weakness? Nuabi's child or not, Chione was not going to be disrespected in her own home.

"Lay. Down." Chione hissed with her teeth showing and tail spiked. Even her hair seemed to stand on edge a bit. She expected him to snarl back at her, but instead, she heard... was that approval in his tone? Perhaps even a touch of a purr?

Malakath walked around her home, looking at various forms of pottery and plants. Gently, he rubbed a leaf of tropical tree. “Do you… garden. If you do, I like a woman who can use her hands.”

Finally! The green man was back on the bedroll. Now, hopefully, he would be a good patient and rest. Bending over slightly to get the medicine on the tray, Chione was not expecting him to suddenly grab her tail.

"EEEK!!!" Chione spun around, and quickly snatched her tail from the green man's hand, flustered. She shook her finger at him, as if scolding a child. Did he not know how to keep his hands to himself?! "No! No, no, no."

Malakath smiled evilly, patting his chest. “Oh ho ho ho. You can feel me if you’re curious. I can warm up my body at will when I’m awake.”

With another chuckle, he eyed her carefully. “You really can’t understand me, can you?”

The... the scoundrel! The green man thought this was funny, did he? Water sprites were known to be little tricksters. So, he thought this was a silly prank? Huffing with a pout, Chione was not sure what to do with this green man. She did not even know his name and here he was, teasing his benefactor.

"Will you please be good and take your medicine?" Chione once again brought the green man's attention to the herbs. She made a drinking motion for the poppies and mimicked chewing for the feverfew. "It will help these," The Nara then pointed to his injuries, "Feel better."

Malakath was starting to clue in what she wanted him to do. Grinning, he gestured her to come closer, patting a seat beside him. He was a prince. Royalty. He should have her give him the drink.

"That's your bed, I do not need to lay down... well, technically, it's mine, but I'm letting you have it for the time being." Chione thought at first, he wanted her to rest too. Though, a nagging voice in her mind suggested he was up to mischief with that grin across his face. Sighing, the botanist then held up her hands in a manner of asking what he wanted.

Malakath pointed at his lap, then at her as he swirled the drink around. “I wonder about those horns. They’re radiant on you.”

What. A. Flirt. Chione was not sure whether to feel attractive or insulted. She was not going the type of person to just jump in bed with a stranger. No, that was not happening, not today. Not falling for his little trick, Chione took the cup of tea and mixed in the poppies. Then, she pressed it to his lips, still standing.

"Nice try, but I'm not falling for that." Chione knew the poppies would help him sleep. "Now, drink."

Malakath drank it, taking note of the strength she had guiding the tea. Without breaking eye contact with her, he finished it. “I’m going to take you back home with me I think.”

"Now, chew this." Chione held up the feverfew, holding it in front of his face, insistent. "And go back to sleep. You need to recover your strength so you can go home."

Once he had done so, the botanist felt she could breathe a little easier.

"Now, my name is Chione." She poked herself in the chest, "Chione."

“Chione.” That was simple enough to understand. Every culture of people had names. The Ocho pointed to himself. “Malakath.”

"Ma... lee... cat?" Chione was unused to such a foreign name on her tongue. The Nara tried pronouncing it right, but it still sounded wrong. "Hrm... Mally. You are Mally." She dubbed the green man with a smile.

“Mal-a-Ka-th. Ka-th.” Hearing the nickname, the prince scowled furiously. “I can get your name right, ‘He-own-e’, the least you can do is try to get mine right.”

"Nope. Mally!" Chione grinned wider at his obvious displeasure at the nickname. It did not bother her at all when he purposely said her name wrong. Covering him with a blanket, she gently pressed back on his shoulders so he would lay down. "That's what you get for being a flirt and grabbing my tail without permission. A gentleman asks before touching."

Oh? Now she wants to flirt? She had spunk, he would give her that. He leaned up closely, playing hard to cooperate. “I don’t feel like resting again yet.”

"Down." Chione simply used her brute strength to make Malakath lay back on the bedroll. It was a touch amusing, seeing that flash of surprise across his face. Fixing the blanket, the Nara then instructed, "Sleep. Rest." She pretended her hands were a pillow and rested her head upon them, giving the sign for sleep. "Sleep, Mally. You'll feel better soon."

“… Fine, I’ll play along. For now.” He grabbed her hand before she left him. Gently, he rubbed her fingers. She felt firm. “I wonder if this is your bedroll. Where will you go, but back to me.”

What was this? Now he was being affectionate with his touches? Perhaps he felt bad about his cheeky behavior. Either way, Chione supposed the poor man had been through a lot today, perhaps worse in the days past.

"You'll be okay," Chione patted his hand for reassurance.

Closing his eyes, Malakath allowed himself the peace of recovery. The comfort of a beautiful woman, even a foreign one, helped ease his mind.

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Next Ch. https://mrneighbourlove.tumblr.com/post/739289093975031808/glass-love-and-desire-ch-2-return-to-home Collaborative story written with @ridersoftheapocalypse. Prequel to The War of Fire

#Hasai #Nara #Malakath #Chione #oc's #written work

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sailoreuterpe · 3 months

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I Want a New Job

A simple request

And yet

“Hey, don’t unplug the microwave!”

And yet

“I can’t help it, I'm hard of hearing!”

And yet

You hear what you want to hear

Questions about you

Requests for you

Anything for you

Anything for Daddy Dearest

Blood

Ripping my hands to shreds

Scouring the pans

That you burnt

The pattern of crumbs

On the kitchen table

On the floor

because

“I can’t help it; I can’t walk well!”

And yet

Sitting for hours

Until I want the kitchen

It’s your urgent prerogative

To make coffee, a snack

(the cookies I spent hours baking)

You pout

Without fail because

Your feelings are hurt

Because I dare

To finally call you out

After years of

Anything for Daddy Dearest

if I say anything too insubordinate

the excuses drip and melt

“I’m sick! I’m sorry!”

Where were the apologies

Twenty years ago?

Ten?

Five?

apologies that meant anything?

Suddenly you care

Only enough to spare yourself

the trouble

The consequences of

Anything for Daddy Dearest

Fucking hell,

You even managed

to outsourced

The worst of crimes

monster middle manager

“I was a great boss!”

a failure foreman

the epitome of "kicked upstairs"

Beyond reproach

Beyond any consequence

Meting out punishments

For subpar performance

You unplugged the microwave

my dinner is cold

#Notes by Nikki #poetry #poems #poem #my poetry #my poem #my work #my art #written work #writing #my writing #parental neglect #parental abuse

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firemandeanbuck · 1 year

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imagination of the subconscious

Holding my blood stained helm,

Reinstalling to my dust covered realm,

Facing enemies of time forgotten,

With intentions to its core rotten,

Thought of me, dare not to abandon,

For I had returned before count of ten,

Remember me, mind of Creator’s creation,

With me, is your subconscious affiliation,

Oh, my brilliant home,

What had occurred, to the biggest comb,

Pieces of my existence lay remote,

From everyday life with was a resort,

My closest companion, you had remained,

My fear in you has been engrained,

Recognize it, I had not,

It changes all of my thought,

Friend coloured of darkest nights,

Be my eyes to all of the sights,

Can you see what i was blind,

Will you share, Raven of kind,

Sibling of blood and tester of my will,

We were are ever so similar yet still,

You demonstrate such loathing,

Ignoring our past so soothing,

Human with hair of flower dyes,

You hold out dark family eyes,

Bleak not, but deep and never ending,

Some borrowed time can you be lending?

Synonym to my love it damnation,

My core needs purification,

I apologies, old love of mine,

Hope you see the warning sign,

Here we are, century after century,

I seek under your vast wings sanctuary,

New memories and newer love shall bloom,

Old scars shan’t cast a heavy gloom,

Here, opposing you I am seated,

Your voice is something to hear i needed,

Stretching smiles and crinkled warm eyes,

Uttering not a single terrible falsehood, among lies

~Dean

#tis i #a poet #poem #poetry #sandman #the sandman #the sandman series #rose walker #mathew the raven #desire of the endless #hob gadling #written work #words

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thelithianqueen · 5 months

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AVATAR OCS Timeline

11/10/2023: all of this will be filled in at a later date because I am busy with work lately. So, for now just enjoy the basic concept.

A/N: decided to make a timeline for all my AVATAR ocs. My friends ocs are here too since they're involved in my Na'vi fanclan.

I'm including the games in the timeline because it is essential in order for the timeline to make sense

>><<

Humans/Recoms

1. Mason Schafer

-Human. RDA Soldier/Avatar driver.

-Gets involved with the Li'ona tribe. Mated with Jewel.

-Born: t.

-First appearance as human: t.

-Last appearance as human: t.

-First appearance as Na'vi: t.

-Last appearance as Na'vi: t.

2. Crystal Maqouy

-Human. RDA Scientist/Avatar driver.

-Discovered the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe with Lilith. Dating Lilith.

-Born: t.

-First appearance as human: t.

-Last appearance as human: t.

-First appearance as Na'vi: t.

-Last appearance as Na'vi: t.

3. Raven Schafer

-Human. RDA Soldier/Avatar driver. Mates with Sho'nako later on.

-Gets involved with the Metkayina tribe.

-Born: t.

-First appearance as human: t.

-Last appearance as human: t.

-First appearance as Na'vi: t.

-Last appearance as Na'vi: t

4. Lilith Schafer

-Human. RDA Soldier/Avatar driver.

-Discovered the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe with Crystal. Dating Crystal.

-Born: t.

-First appearance as human: t.

-Last appearance as human: t.

-First appearance as Na'vi: t.

-Last appearance as Na'vi: t.

5. Alex Krause

-Human turned Recombinant.

-Gets involved with the Metkayina tribe. Mates with Mi'niri later on.

-Born: t.

-First appearance as human: t.

-Last appearance as human: t.

-First appearance as recom: t.

-Last appearance as recom: N/A.

6. Setareh Kaveh

-Human turned Recombinant.

-Gets involved with the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Unrequited love for Anu.

-Born: t.

-First appearance as human: t.

-Last appearance as human: t.

-First appearance as recom: t.

-Last appearance as recom: t.

Na'vi

7. Jewel

-Na'vi. From the Li'ona tribe. Mated with Mason.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

8. Ta'sen

-Na'vi. From the Omaticaya tribe. Close companion to Exelia.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

9. Heart

-Na'vi. From the Omaticaya tribe. Mated with Sy'rex.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

10. Sy'rex

-Na'vi. From the Tawkami tribe. Kyrus' older brother. Mated with Heart.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

11. Kyru

-Na'vi. From the Tawkami tribe. Sy'rexs' little sister. Mated with Reton.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

12. Sho'nako

-Na'vi. From the Metkayina tribe. Mates with Raven later on.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

13. Exelia

-Na'vi. From the Li'ona tribe. Retons' twin brother. Close companion to Ta'sen.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

14. Reton

-Na'vi. From the Li'ona tribe. Exelias' twin sister. Mated with Kyru.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

15. Mi'niri

-Na'vi. From the Metkayina tribe. Mates with Alex later on.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto (my fan clan)

16. Tsahik Vaytaa te Krripew, Auloa'ite. Vaytaa of Krripew family, daughter of Auloa (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. Tsahik of the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Mother of Tsare.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

17. Ole'eytukan Yutaway te Taeyan, Riängi'ite. Yutaway of the Taeyan family, son of Riängi (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. Ole'eytukan of the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Father of Tsare.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

18. Tsare te Taeyn (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. Tsakarem of the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe.

-Born: 2149.

-First appearance: 2155.

-Last appearance: N/A.

19. T (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

20. T (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

21. T (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

22. T (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Mother of Tsive.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

23. T (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Father of Tsive.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

24. Tsive te Koupxleyä (MysticMomo2022's).

-Na'vi. Original t of the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe.

-Born: 2150.

-First appearance: 2155.

-Last appearance: 2166.

25. T

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Mother of Anu, t and t.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

26. T

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Father of Anu, t and t.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

27. Anu

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Doesn't share the same feelings for Setareh Kaveh.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

28. T

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

29. T

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

30. T

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Mother of Eiji.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

31. T

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe. Father of Eiji.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

32. Eiji

-Na'vi. From the Hufwetsiyp Ikrany Makto tribe.

-Born: t.

-First appearance: t.

-Last appearance: t.

#avatar #avatar the way of water #james camerons avatar #humans #recoms #navi #navi fanclan #fanclan #written work #timeline #my ocs #friends ocs

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victoria-pegacorn · 6 months

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Severus Snake AU (Harry Potter x MLP crossover, Creepypasta)

For Cringetober days 24 and 13

If not cringetober, I would have never told this shit I fear myself to anybody. invented this when I was 12. started considering it as cringe at 15 years old.

Notes:

HP x MLP crossover. In this AU wizarding world and Equestria are parallel universes, and their inhabitants can move between worlds through portals (but nearly anybody doesn’t know about another world existence). All characters are ponies!!! (Harry Potter characters are ponified)

Major events happen after the last Harry Potter book “The deathly hallows” and after last season of MLP gen 4, but just right after the “Rainbow road trip” before the main 6 aged up too much.

Warnings: violence, graphic blood, extreme cringe.

Cringefic, trollfic

*I barely remember the scenario of this mess, some plot points have different variations and when I stopped working on this, the story was unfinished and still has plot holes.

Messy brief retelling of the whole story:

After the battle of Hogwarts, when he have already mourned and burried perished friends, Harry Potter sleeps. When he wakes up, he remembers that he have forgotten about a very important person. He informs his friends but wants to go on his own. Harry enters the Shrieking Shack and…Snape’s body is not here. “WTF?!” — Harry thinks. HP thinks kinda “Nevermind” and walks to Hogwarts.

The next day there is news that one Hogsmeade pony-farmer has disappeared without a trace. Ron and Hermione say: “Nevermind!” But Harry is worried, because he remembers Snape’s body disappearance. On the next day, the magazine reports about new missed Hogsmeade ponies. And next days — the same. And some ponies told they saw a sinister beast on the villageside. Harry and friends decide to go there and figure out WTF is going on (they couldn’t miss such fun).

Eventually they went to the Shrieking Shack and… the cellar hatch opens and… “ — Surprise!” The trio sees white pony with short black mane with snake teeth, smiling and staring at them. Stallions mouth and teeth were covered with blood and…he had bloody wound on the left side of his neck. His Eyes had red snake-like pupils. It looked like too positive and snake-like Severus Snape.

— Severus Snape? — Harry mumbled.

— Severus Snake! — the freak answered. — Happy to see you kids, come in!

Everybody went to the cellar. It looked like torture room. There was a lot of knifes, poisons, torture tools and even the wall to fix ponies in there (like in Cupcakes)

Snake joyfully tells them how he came to life after death, how he thinks that his ‘old’ behavior was dumb and how he would treat Harry and other good guys that he knows well, how he is positive and funny now.

Harry carefully asks him about the torture room and briefly hints, that he wants explanation why Snake’s mouth are in blood.

Snake at ease tells them that now he has a snake-like stomach and has to eat meat. Also he explained, that he tortures only evil-bad ponies, in general former death eaters. After the battle of Hogwarts a lot of death eaters went hiding in Hogsmeade and nowadays pretending to be usual local folks. And Snake fixes this issue by torturing them, in this way he implements their karma.

The trio even don’t know what to say, so they quietly say “Bye” to Severus Snake and go out to digest all what just happened. Snake joyfully says, that he is always happy to see them.

Harry, Ron and Hermione decided not to tell anyone about Snake and just wait and see what Snake really is, because they know nothing about his nature and reason why he is so visually alike to mutated Severus Snape. Next few days they regularly visited him and tried to convince him not to kill ponies and not to torture death eaters, but Snake said that it’s his kredo and he won’t change. Besides everything, Snake treated the trio as dear guests and friends and never got mad at them, always smiled and ignored the fact that kids obviously don’t enjoy his company and consider him as evil force. Severus Snake was nearly emotionless — his only emotions were smiling and laughing. It seemed like he considered world as one big joke for him.

*Note: from this moment I can’t really remember the order of scenes and the plot has many variations and in most of the parts I interpret.)

One day trio came to Snake but he wasn’t home and left note on the cellar hatch: “Went to teach Malfoys how to live properly, see you soon!”.

— Oh no! — Harry said. “Malfoys have got enough, we mustn’t let this freak torture them! ” Harry remembered how Narcissa Malfoy saved him and what Draco went through under Voldemort’s leadership.

Trio goes to Malfoy Manor.

As it turned out when they arrived, Harry and friends were late but not too late. Snake has already intimidated the whole Malfoy family. Now Snake was standing with Draco, forcibly holding him with magic, in front of them Lucius and Narcissa standing terrified and begging Snake to stop. Snake said that he is gonna take Draco with him and educate him properly (he wasn’t going to torture him, no, just wanted to teach him how to be a “good guy” which Snake now in his own eyes was).

Harry interrupted and with all the courage told Snake, that if he doesn’t stop, Harry will stop being his friend and be telling all wizards about his crimes. He also plainly told Snake what trio thinks about his behavior and how he is disappointed in Snake. Snake listened to him calmly. In the end of his speech Harry tried to manipulate Snake by telling that Snake’s threats were the best lesson for Malfoys and he better let them go because if he takes Malfoy with him and teaches him, his arrogant parents will perceive it as your service. Moreover, they will be proud of it: such person treats their son as a student.

Harry’s words had affection on Snake. He didn’t take the last part seriously, but he stopped smiling. It was the first time he looked sad and serious. Pony was upset about Harry’s real attitude towards him and such furious threats. Snake exempted Draco. He said to trio:“I thought you are my friends. I thought you understand me.” He turned away from them and apparitioned (teleported back to the Shrieking Shack).

Harry and trio talked to Malfoys a bit, and then went back to Hogwarts. They wanted but were afraid to visit Snake. But after all ventured to do it and…heard Snake talking to someone, someone they didn’t know. They sat calmly for awhile, eavesdropping. Another voice said something about another world, portals. Then everything stirred up, strange noise, wind and light arised. Then everything began to spin around, trio were moving somewhere in mess… Then they have fallen on the ground. They were in some sunny place…

End of the first part

On this point I will explain some lore things regarding Snake, retell the prequel of all events — give you author statements to explain everything unknown.

Lore / Backstory

The voice trio heard belongs to pony named Tiatara. This mare is the real main antagonist and culprit of the whole Severus Snake situation.

Tiatara:

Appearance: black coat, fuchsia colored mane. Sized like princess Luna, unicorn. Magenta colored eyes. Wears necklace same to nightmare Rarity’s.

Backstory: Tiatara is from Equestria, she dreamed to be a princess. She studied in Canterlot school even before Twilight, she was a bit older than her. Tiatara tried to be politician, but career failed. Then some bad things happen (I didn’t come up with it) and she is forced to leave Canterlot. She was angry with ponies. Tiatara accidentally met witch pony who lived in the forest (don’t know her name). Tiatara lived with her and that mare teached her another type of magic, especially dark magic, potions and something else. Witch told her about another world with another laws and politics. Tiatara liked it more than Equestria, forming her opinion based on tales. Also witch sometimes used portal to that world but forbade Tiatara to doing it.

Tiatara was jealous of Twilight when she became princess and for a long time just watched the world change. After Chrysalis, Tirek and Cozy Glow were defeated, Tiatara thought that it’s good chance for her to become important for Equestria. She killed old witch pony, now she can use portal she made to move to the another world. That world was wizarding world.

Tiatara started spending more time in another world. But one day, while walking in the Forbidden Forest, she found beautiful red stone… She took it to her shelter to discover and keep it. That stone had special affection on Tiatara. She became obsessed with it. Pony admired it, slept and ate with it and took the stone everywhere with her.

One night Tiatara had a dream. She was in a dark black and red forest with bloody moon and dried trees. She walked there and soon met spooky creatures. They all had injuries which make usual ponies dead, but the creatures were alive. They scared her on purpose and acted like crazy. Tiatara woke up.

On the next few days she had common dreams. But she soon stopped being afraid of that forest and walked calmly there. One day she met the ruler of that place. His name is Aburzuy.

Aburzuy is something like satan or aid. He is the higher creature, rules hell (that forest in Tiatara’s dreams is actually hell). Hell has two sections. One for dead sinners, second for halfdemons.

Halfdemons are creatures made by Aburzuy based on dead persons. Halfdemons are like zombies but they are consious and have personality. Their personality is combination of dead person’s traits and new traits added by Aburzuy to make them creepy and ‘evil’.

The stone that Tiatara found is called “demonic stone” and it’s used to create halfdemons. Halfdemons use dead body of the person they are based on. Aburzuy modificates the body too to make it creepy.

Severus Snake is alive halfdemon. He is based on Severus Snape, but he is not Snape.

Aburzuy told Tiatara about the use of her stone. One day she found Snape’s body and decided to turn him into halfdemon. She wanted him to be her tool for usurpation of Equestria ponies. She observed him for weeks, and after he returned from Malfoys, Tiatara saw strange changes in him. Snake was sad. So she decided to manipulate him.

Tiatara started talking with him. He said that he is upset about Harry not liking him. So Tiatara began to manipulate him by pretending to be his real friend and saying that she loves and needs him. She also told Snake that she brought him back to life and told his that he is halfdemon. Snake agreed to go to another world and kill, torture and eat lots of stranger ponies there.

P.S. I never tortured myself that much while writing something

@icryink Thanks for making this challenge, it brought me nostalgia and helped to overcome my fear to tell this story to anybody!

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Article - "That Sucks, Dude: A look at Horror, Subtext, and the Queering of the Vampire,” December 2022

Link to the medium article version of my Queer Theory Essay from December 2022.

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[𝟎𝟔] 𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐧

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

“do you really have to go?”

yujin whispered in the dark, caressing your face as you faced her in bed. it was the end of may, and graduation was just around the corner for the older girl.

as you felt her touch on your face, you couldn’t help but sigh softly. you’d be missing your girlfriend’s graduation because of a few college tours your parents wanted you to attend. not only that, you’d be gone for the entire summer because of a producer internship you got on the other side of the country.

you intertwined your fingers with hers, desperately trying to convey your love and regret. "i wish i could be there, baby," you murmured, your voice laced with genuine sorrow. "but my parents see this as a crucial step towards my future."

her midnight eyes glistened with unshed tears, her grip on your hand tightening. "i understand," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "but it doesn't make it any easier."

you could feel the weight of her disappointment, the ache of separation mingling with the uncertainty of what the future held for both of you. graduation symbolized the end of an era, the culmination of years of hard work and shared experiences, and the thought of missing it tore at your soul.

leaning in, you pressed a tender kiss to yujin's forehead, silently conveying your love and support. "i promise, yujin, i will make it up to you," you vowed, your voice filled with determination. "we'll celebrate your achievements in our own special way."

yujin's eyes met yours, a mixture of longing and understanding reflecting in her gaze. in that moment, you both found some solace in the unspoken promise that you’d celebrate together when you got back.

however, ahn yujin found out in those short weeks that followed that she was not made for long distance relationships.

the constant pang of missing you, the uncertainty of not knowing when you would return, and the fear of growing apart weighed heavily on yujin's heart. as much as she wanted to be supportive and understanding, the strain began to show in her demeanor. conversations turned bittersweet, laughter was tinged with sadness, and the once effortless connection between you two started to feel forced.

yujin tried her best to keep busy with graduation preparations and spending time with friends, but she couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness without you by her side.

the absence of your presence in her life left a void that seemed impossible to fill. she missed the spontaneous moments, the late-night talks, and the simple pleasure she felt of you being in her presence.

as for you, the college tours were enlightening, and you were excited about the possibilities that lay ahead. but a part of you couldn't help but feel guilty for not being there for your girlfriend during such an important time in her life. you called and texted regularly, trying to be there for her despite the distance, but it wasn't the same.

one evening, during a tearful video call, your girlfriend finally expressed her feelings. "i don't want to say it," she said, her voice trembling. "but i can't pretend that everything is okay when it's not. i miss you so much, and it feels like we're drifting apart."

tears welled up in your eyes too, as you felt the weight of her words. "i miss you too," you admitted, your voice choking with emotion. "i wish there was a way to make this easier."

the strain in the relationship became a painful reality that both of you couldn't ignore. you had always been each other's support system, but the distance was testing the foundation of your bond. as the days turned into weeks, the situation only became more difficult.

eventually, a heart-to-heart conversation led to a difficult decision. yujin bravely suggested taking a break, a temporary time apart, to figure out what you both truly wanted. it was one of the hardest conversations you'd ever had, but deep down, you knew she was right. both of you needed space to assess your feelings and priorities.

the break was meant to be a chance to gain clarity, but it only intensified the ache in your hearts.

yujin attended her friend’s graduation parties, doing her best to rid herself of the thoughts of you. during her friends' parties, she tried her best to put on a brave face and be genuinely happy for them, but her mind kept drifting back to you. seeing couples celebrating together only reminded her of what she was missing – you.

each event felt like a struggle, and she often found herself excusing herself early from most of them. she didn't want to bring down the mood or burden her friends with her emotional turmoil. instead, she sought solace in quiet moments alone, reflecting on the love she had for you and wondering if it was enough to sustain the distance.

her feet kicked at the broken cobblestone on the ground beneath her as she walked with her hands in her pockets. the night air was crisp and a gentle breeze flowed behind her. she would have driven home, but her bike was in the shop after she hit a curb last week because she was too distracted.

yujin’s mind wandered to what you were doing right now. she hadn’t spoken to you in a while, that was part of the agreement of the break. space was something the two of you needed desperately.

the sound of tires brought her out of her thoughts. she looked behind her, seeing a pair of headlights slowly approaching her. a 1966 mustang convertible pulled to her side, white and well kept for its dated age. behind the steering wheel were big round eyes, a cute nose, and a captivating smile.

“yujin? you’re walking home? it’s late.” wonyoung’s voice called out, confusion on her face as she saw the older girl walking home. yujin recognized the girl from a few of her classes, the junior was only a grade below her.

yujin forced a smile, appreciating the concern in wonyoung's voice. "oh, hey wonyoung. yeah, my bike's in the shop, so i thought i'd walk home. it's not too far."

the other girl’s eyes filled with concern, worried for her senior. "are you sure? i can drive you home.”

yujin took a moment to consider wonyoung's offer, realizing that her company might be a welcome distraction from her lingering thoughts of you. she mustered a genuine smile this time and replied, "actually, that would be really nice. thanks."

“get in the car.” wonyoung beamed, happy that the other girl accepted. she unlocked the passenger door as yujin got in. the interior of the vintage convertible exuded a nostalgic charm, and as they drove, yujin found herself enjoying the ride and the conversation with the junior girl.

despite her initial reservations, the girl appreciated wonyoung's friendly and caring nature. there was something calming about the presence of the other girl.

as they approached yujin's house, she felt a sense of comfort she hadn't felt in a while. the heaviness in her heart seemed to lighten, if only temporarily. before she stepped out of the car, the older girl turned to wonyoung with a soft smile.

"you know, maybe we can hang out again sometime," yujin said, surprising herself with the genuine invitation. her eyes met the junior’s in the dark night, a smile on her lips as she scanned her face for a response.

the younger girl’s face lit up with a small smile. "sure. just let me know whenever you're free."

as yujin stepped out of the car and onto the pavement, she thanked wonyoung once again for the ride. the night air was still crisp, but now, there was a sense of contentment in her steps. she watched as the vintage mustang drove away, the tail lights glowing like dim stars in the dark distance.

entering her home, the girl couldn't help but think about the unexpected encounter she had just experienced. wonyoung's company had been a refreshing change of pace, and she realized that reaching out to others, even if it was just in a friendly context, was essential for healing.

maybe, just maybe, wonyoung could help her find some clarity during the break.

in the following days, yujin and wonyoung started spending more time together. they went for coffee, explored the mall, and shared meals at the beach. yujin found herself laughing more often, and the burden of her lingering thoughts about you seemed to lessen with each passing day.

yujin’s days were no longer filled with missing you, but rather filled with content. wonyoung was everything she needed right now.

the older girl never mentioned you ever. she didn’t feel the need to do so, anyway. until wonyoung brought you up, herself.

“are you still with y/n?”

the summer of that mid july smelled of salt air and citrus. yujin swallowed the bite of an orange slice she had peeled, the other girl’s words hitting her brain finally.

the brunette felt a mix of surprise and vulnerability at wonyoung's question. it was the first time the subject of you had been brought up between them, and she wasn't sure how to respond. a moment of hesitation hung in the air before she finally spoke, her voice soft and sincere.

"no, we're not together anymore," she replied, her gaze briefly falling to the ground before she looked out onto the ocean, watching the waves meet the shore.

the younger girl looked at her with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "i'm sorry if it's a sensitive topic. you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

yujin’s midnight eyes wandered to wonyoung’s lips before moving back to her gaze, a small smile forming in the process. “i’d rather talk about you.”

wonyoung blushed slightly at yujin's comment, a shy smile gracing her lips. "me? what do you want to know?"

yujin's smile widened, appreciating the opportunity to focus on the present and the wonderful person sitting beside her. "tell me about your dreams, wony. what do you want to do?"

the younger girl's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as she shared her aspirations. she spoke about her passion for singing, her desire to touch people's hearts through her music, and her determination to overcome any challenges that came her way. it was evident that wonyoung had a fire within her, a drive to pursue her dreams with unwavering dedication.

it almost reminded her of you, in a way.

as yujin listened to her speak, she couldn't help but admire the younger girl's strength and determination. her own heart swelled with pride for wonyoung, and she found herself feeling lucky to be a part of this journey, supporting her in any way she could.

"and what about you?" wonyoung asked, her eyes filled with genuine interest. "what are your dreams?"

yujin's smile softened, and she shared her own dreams with wonyoung. she spoke about her love for photography and her ambition to pursue acting. she also talked about her longing to make a positive impact on people's lives through her art, hoping to tell stories that could inspire and uplift others.

they spent the rest of the day by the beach, talking about their dreams and fears, their likes and dislikes, and everything in between. the more they shared, the deeper their connection grew.

as the sun began to set, the two found themselves lying on the sand, side by side, watching the sky's colorful display. the hues of pink, orange, and purple painted the horizon, creating a breathtaking backdrop for the budding romance between them.

with a soft smile, yujin turned her head to look at wonyoung, her heart feeling full. the thought of you was no longer occupied in her mind, and it hadn’t been at the forefront for a while now.

“wonyoung, i'm so glad you came into my life.”

the junior girl’s eyes met hers, her cheeks dusted with a rosy blush that mirrored the rosy sky. "i feel the same way, yujin. you've become so important to me, and i can't imagine my life without you."

in that moment, yujin knew that wonyoung was everything she wanted, even if she wasn’t everything she needed.

their eyes locked, and there was a mutual understanding and a certain tenderness that hadn't been there before. wonyoung's presence had not only helped yujin find comfor but also awakened something new within her—a possibility for love with someone that wasn’t you.

this was just a break with you, but that technically meant you were not together. at least, that’s how she saw it. yujin technically wouldn’t be cheating on you if she did this. she would just be happy, and you wanted her to be happy.

as the sun dipped below the horizon, yujin felt her heart beating faster. the soft glow of the twilight seemed to enhance wonyoung's features, making her even more captivating. the younger girl was beautiful, with her milky skin and soft features that the older girl would do anything to touch and hold forever.

without fully realizing it, her hand moved closer to wonyoung's, and the younger girl didn't pull away. her hand felt soft, and yujin could almost smell the hints of the oranges from earlier on her fingertips.

"wonyoung," yujin whispered, her voice filled with vulnerability, "there's something i need to tell you."

wonyoung turned to her, her gaze soft and encouraging. "you can tell me anything, yujin."

taking a deep breath, yujin let her feelings pour out. “i think i'm falling in love with you."

a gentle smile spread across wonyoung's face, and she reached for yujin's hand, intertwining their fingers. "are you sure?" she whispered, the faint ocean breeze passing between the space between.

yujin nodded, her heart pounding in her chest and echoing in her ears. "i've never been more sure of anything in my life," she confessed. "i feel better about things when i’m with you."

wonyoung's smile grew, and her eyes shimmered with joy. "yujin, you have no idea how happy that makes me. i've been falling for you too, but i wasn't sure if you felt the same way."

yujin and wonyoung leaned in, their lips meeting in a gentle and tender kiss—a moment that felt like the start of something beautiful, but also the start of the destruction of something you and yujin never truly ended.

but right now ahn yujin didn’t care about the future, or you, for that matter.

all that currently mattered was the way wonyoung’s lips tasted like the oranges they’d been sharing and the way her perfume smelled like the flowers her mother would leave in the kitchen every spring morning.

all that mattered was that someone was here. wonyoung was here.

time seemed to stand still. the kiss held all the tenderness and passion that had been building between them, and it felt like an explosion of emotions—a surge of desire that set their hearts on fire.

as their lips danced, a current of electricity surged through them, igniting a spark that sent shivers down their spines. yujin's hand instinctively moved to cup wonyoung's cheek, pulling her closer as they deepened the kiss. their breaths mingled, and the taste of oranges was now an intoxicating blend of citrus and the essence of each other.

every nerve in yujin's body seemed to come alive, and she lost herself in the sensation of wonyoung's lips against hers. the world around them faded into the background, and all that mattered was this moment—their hearts beating as one, their souls intertwining in a dance of affection.

wonyoung's fingers found their way into yujin's hair, gently caressing her scalp, sending a rush of tingling pleasure through her body. the warmth of the summer night paled in comparison to the heat that radiated between them, fueling the intensity of their kiss.

their bodies pressed against each other, almost a perfect fit, as if they were just two halves of a whole.

wonyoung's touch was gentle and reassuring, and yujin couldn't help but let herself be carried away by the warmth of the moment. they pulled back slightly, their foreheads resting against each other as they caught their breath, their eyes locked in an intimate gaze.

the younger girl smiled, her eyes filled with adoration. "you have no idea how much i've wanted to kiss you," she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity.

yujin's heart fluttered at the confession, feeling a sense of belonging that she had not experienced in a long time. "right back at ya," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

they stayed there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world around them seeming to disappear. in that moment, they knew that their feelings were boundless and that they had found something rare and precious—something that was explosive in its intensity, yet also gentle in its tenderness.

if only that’s what it actually was. it only took 4 weeks for yujin to realize that wonyoung was only a figment of her worst intentions.

because everything changed when you returned and school was about to start up again.

the sounds of the ocean waves and seagulls calling were the ambience of early august. yujin laid on her stomach, back exposed beneath the sun as she shut her eyes and relaxed against the beach blanket.

next to her, wonyoung gently moved a strand of yujin’s hair away from her face. as her fingers brushed against yujin's cheek, she felt conflicted emotions swirling within her. the love she had shared with wonyoung was genuine, and the time they had spent together was precious, but the return of your presence brought a mix of nostalgia and uncertainty.

the gentle waves seemed to mimic the ebb and flow of her thoughts, and the seagulls' calls turned into a haunting reminder of the choices she had to make.

wonyoung sensed the shift in yujin's mood, and she gently leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her exposed back. "is something bothering you, babe?" she asked, concern evident in her voice.

yujin took a deep breath, turning to face wonyoung and looking into her eyes. "no." she whispered, forcing a small smile onto her lips. she couldn’t tell wonyoung the truth, that would be cruel of her.

wonyoung seemed to sense that something was still bothering yujin, but she chose not to press further. instead, she wrapped her arms around yujin, pulling her close in a comforting embrace. they laid there together, simply existing in the moment.

yujin wished she could stop time and savor the simplicity of being in the junior’s arms. she cherished their connection and the love they had shared, but the pending return of your presence had stirred emotions she thought she had left behind.

you’d be back in a week. yujin would be lying to herself if she said she hadn’t been counting down the days.

the older girl’s fingertips gently caressed the back of wonyoung’s hair, wishing she could somehow convey all the conflicting emotions swirling within her.

as yujin's fingers traced delicate patterns through the other girl’s hair, the junior nestled closer, sensing the turmoil within her lover. with her head resting on yujin's chest, she could feel the subtle rhythm of yujin's heartbeat, a steady drum that mirrored the cadence of the waves lapping against the shore.

"yujin," wonyoung murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "i can tell something's bothering you. is it about us?"

yujin hesitated for a moment, not wanting to burden wonyoung with her inner struggles. but she had always valued the honesty and openness they shared, and she knew that keeping her feelings bottled up would only create distance between them.

"yes," yujin finally admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability. but ahn yujin never told the full truth, not even to herself. she wouldn’t dare give wonyoung that luxury either. “i’m just worried something will happen to us. you know, with school starting up for you again. will you call when you’re back at school?"

wonyoung listened attentively, her fingers gently intertwining with yujin's as she processed the older girl's words. she could sense there was more beneath the surface, but she respected yujin's desire to keep some things to herself.

"oh baby," wonyoung replied softly, her voice filled with reassurance. "we’ll be fine. it’s only you that i want.”

“i’m sure everyone wants you, though.” yujin teased softly, pressing a soft kiss to the side of the younger girl’s temple. wony’s chestnut hair blew over her shoulder as she laughed, nuzzling her face into the crook of her lover’s neck.

“says the gold rush herself.”

gold rush. you used to call her that.

as wonyoung's laughter filled the air, yujin couldn't help but muster a smile, finding comfort in the junior's light-heartedness. but beneath that smile, her heart still felt conflicted, torn between the memories of the past and the present reality.

she cherished her time with wonyoung, but the impending return of you, the person she loved deeply, brought a whirlwind of emotions she struggled to make sense of.

later that evening, twisted in bedsheets with her junior, yujin laid in bed on her back and stared at the ceiling.

the moonlight gently filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. wonyoung lay beside her, her head resting on her chest, their bodies intertwined in an intimate embrace. yet, despite the physical closeness, yujin's mind was still lost in a maze of conflicting thoughts and emotions.

as she ran her fingers through wonyoung's hair absentmindedly, yujin couldn't shake the feeling of uncertainty that tugged at her heart. she felt torn between the past and the present, between the comfort of familiarity and the allure of something new.

the younger girl’s soft breathing filled the room, a reminder of the happiness she brought into yujin's life. there was no denying the deep affection she held for the junior, the way wonyoung made her feel cared for and cherished. yet, yujin couldn't ignore the history and connection she shared with you.

wonyoung may have brought her happiness, but you were the one who brought her peace.

with a heavy sigh, the older girl closed her eyes, trying to push away the conflicting thoughts. she wanted to be present in this moment with wonyoung, to enjoy the warmth of their connection without the burden of indecision weighing her down.

but as much as she tried, the memories of you kept resurfacing—your laughter, the way your eyes lit up when you were excited, the way your lips felt against hers. it was as if the past was pulling at her heartstrings, calling her to return.

as the night wore on, yujin found herself in a state of restlessness. she knew that she needed to make a decision, to confront the feelings that seemed to be at odds with each other. the thought of hurting either you or wonyoung was overwhelming, and she felt paralyzed by the weight of her emotions.

eventually, wonyoung stirred beside her, sensing yujin's unease. "yujin, are you okay?" she asked softly, lifting her head to look into the older girl's eyes.

yujin forced a smile, not wanting to burden the other girl with her internal struggle. "i'm fine," she replied, her voice attempting to sound reassuring. but it was evident that her façade was slipping.

but wonyoung didn't press further, despite that she could sense that something was bothering her girlfriend. with a tender touch, she brushed her fingers against yujin's cheek before pulling her in for a soft kiss.

the kiss was tender, and for a moment, yujin allowed herself to get lost in the warmth of the moment. yet, deep down, she knew that she was lying to wonyoung, you, and herself.

the weight of her indecision still weighed heavily on her heart, and the tendrils of guilt gnawed at her conscience.

as they pulled away from the kiss, the older girl tried to push away the feelings of doubt that lingered in her mind. she didn't want to hurt wony, but she also didn't want to confront the truth of her conflicting emotions.

but the truth had a way of seeping through the cracks, no matter how hard she tried to suppress it. yujin didn’t know it, but at the time, wonyoung knew something was wrong.

she just couldn’t figure out what it was. at least not yet.

in the days that followed, yujin found herself caught in a tug-of-war between her past and her present. she was panicking as each hour passed, your arrival pending with each fleeting moment.

the nights were spent sleeping next to the junior girl in twisted bedsheets. wonyoung’s body heat was comforting. but even in the safety of their shared bed, yujin couldn't escape the turmoil within her heart.

her phone lay nearby, a constant reminder of your imminent return. each time it buzzed with a message or notification, her heart skipped a beat. she had your flight status notifications on, and anxiety was surging through her body.

your flight landed in an hour.

the junior girl laid on yujin’s bare chest, and the older girl wrapped her arms around her, holding her close as if trying to shield both wonyoung and herself from the impending storm.

"wanna know something?" wonyoung whispered, eyelids fluttered shut and hair tossed over her shoulder. yujin hummed softly, half not paying attention to what her girlfriend was saying as she ran her fingers through the younger girl’s hair.

“i love you.”

those three words that should have brought immense joy only intensified the turmoil within yujin's heart. she loved wonyoung too, but her mind was consumed with the impending reunion with you, the person who had been a significant part of her life for so long.

but even as she spoke those words, ahn yujin couldn't shake the nagging feeling of guilt in the pit of her stomach.

feeling conflicted, yujin planted a soft kiss on wonyoung's forehead. "i love you too," she replied, her voice a mixture of sincerity and sadness. in her heart, she wished she could say those words with complete certainty, but the shadow of uncertainty still lingered.

as the minutes ticked by, yujin's anxiety grew with each passing second. your arrival was imminent, and she knew that she needed to face the truth of her feelings, both for you and for wonyoung. she wanted to be fair to both of you, but the weight of the decision ahead was almost suffocating.

wonyoung lifted her head slightly, sensing the unease in yujin's touch. "is something bothering you?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine concern.

the older girl forced a tight lipped smile and shook her head, gently caressing the cheeks of her lover. “no. i’ve gotta be home in an hour though, i wish i could spend the night.”

wony’s expression softened, understanding that yujin needed to be home soon. even if she didn’t know what it was exactly for.

she wanted to say something to ease the worry she sensed in her girlfriend, but she could also tell that yujin wasn't ready to share everything that was on her mind.

"it's okay," wonyoung replied softly, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice. "i'll miss you, but i understand."

yujin leaned down to place a tender kiss on her lips, trying to convey her emotions without words. "i'll call you as soon as i'm back home, okay?" she said, her voice filled with affection.

wonyoung nodded, her eyes searching yujin's face for any signs of what she was holding back. but yujin's walls were up, and she couldn't bring herself to be completely honest with her girlfriend just yet.

as yujin reluctantly got up to leave, wonyoung held onto her hand, not wanting to let go. "drive safe," she said softly, her eyes filled with nothing but love.

yujin nodded, squeezing wonyoung's hand gently. "always," she replied with a small smile, despite her heart being heavy with the weight of the decisions she needed to make.

as she left wonyoung's place, yujin's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. she wanted to do the right thing, to be fair to both you and wonyoung, but she felt torn.

from her bedroom window, the younger girl could hear her lover’s motorcycle driving off in the distance. little did she know that yujin wasn’t going home that night. well, not to her house at least.

she was going straight to you. her real home.

the airport was a 45 minute drive, but ahn yujin definitely broke several traffic laws to get there in 25.

at the airport, yujin rushed inside, her heart pounding in her chest. she checked the flight status on her phone one last time, confirming that your flight had landed. she made her way to the arrival gate, her eyes scanning the crowd of people pouring out.

she saw a few elderly and some businessmen. there were tourists and regular people. women and children, and even a dog.

and then there was you.

there you stood amidst the sea of faces, as if the universe had conspired to bring her to this exact moment. your presence alone seemed to light up the entire airport, drawing yujin in like a moth to a flame. your hair, your smile, your familiar figure—everything about you was etched in her memory, even after all this time.

her heart skipped a beat, and she took a hesitant step forward, trying to process the surge of emotions that washed over her like a tidal wave. excitement mixed with nervousness, and she could feel her hands trembling slightly as she approached you.

the cacophony of airport noises seemed to fade away, and it felt as if it was just the two of you in that moment—no one else mattered. the world around seemed to blur, leaving only you in sharp focus.

as you turned and your eyes met hers, a smile spread across your face, and dear god did yujin miss it so much.

for a moment, neither of you moved, locked in a silent embrace of unspoken words and emotions. yujin's breath caught in her throat as she saw the flicker of recognition in your eyes. that glimmer in your eyes was only there when you looked at her.

finally, you broke the silence, calling out her name softly, and it was like music to yujin's ears. her name on your lips felt like home, a place she had longed to return to.

the older girl’s lips curved into a smile as she closed the distance, her heart pounding in her chest like a wild drumbeat. she wanted to say so much, to convey the whirlwind of emotions swirling within her, but in that moment, words seemed inadequate.

instead, she wrapped her arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace that conveyed everything she couldn't put into words. the feeling of your arms around her brought a sense of familiarity and comfort, as if she had never left.

your scent, the sound of your heartbeat, the way your fingers traced delicate patterns on her back—all of it felt like a homecoming, a place where she belonged.

while she held you close, yujin knew that the decision she had made to come here was the right one. the turmoil in her heart had led her to this moment; where she could feel the pieces of herself falling back into place.

as you pulled back slightly, your eyes searched her face, and yujin felt the unspoken question in your gaze. she took a deep breath, finding the courage to speak from the depths of her heart.

"i missed you," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur, but every word filled with sincerity and longing.

your eyes softened, and you brushed your fingers against her cheek, a tender touch that spoke volumes.

"i missed you too," you replied, your voice equally filled with emotion.

in that moment, yujin knew that she was where she belonged. it was with you. it would always be with you.

as you both stood there, the world continued to move around you, but it felt as if time had stood still. and in the embrace of your love, yujin found a sense of peace and clarity that she hadn't known in a long time.

the taller girl cupped your face in her hands, her thumbs gently wiping away a stray tear that escaped from your eye. her touch was like a balm to your soul, soothing the ache that had resided there during her absence.

"i thought about you every day," yujin admitted, her voice quivering with emotion. "every moment, i wished you were here. i couldn't stop thinking about you, about us."

your heart swelled with the intensity of her words, and you could feel the raw vulnerability she was exposing.

"i felt the same way," you whispered, your voice trembling as you allowed yourself to be equally vulnerable. "every second, i wanted to be with you. i couldn't help but wonder if you were thinking of me too."

"i was," yujin said firmly, her gaze never leaving yours. "you were always in my heart, even when i tried to push you away."

you felt her brush a strand of your blonde hair behind your ear before she glanced at your lips. you felt a surge of emotion welling up inside you, and the longing to be close to yujin became unbearable. without hesitation, you closed the distance between your lips, capturing hers in a long awaited kiss. the world around you faded away, leaving only the warmth of her touch and the taste of her love on your lips.

the kiss was a testament to the depth of your connection, the unspoken words and emotions that flowed between you both. it was a declaration of love, of understanding, and of the profound impact you had on each other's lives.

as you pulled back, your foreheads gently pressed together, and you could feel the soft exhale of yujin's breath against your skin. "i'm here now," you whispered, your voice filled with certainty. "and i'm not going anywhere."

yujin's eyes locked with yours, and in that moment, you both knew that you were meant to be together. the doubts and uncertainties that once clouded your minds were replaced with a newfound clarity and purpose.

"we'll face whatever comes our way, together," yujin said, her voice unwavering. "i love you, and i don't want to let fear or doubt get in the way of us anymore."

you smiled, feeling a weight lift from your heart. "i love you too," you replied, your voice steady with conviction.

and when yujin heard those words for the first time in months, she couldn’t help but smile back. it felt good when you told her those three words.

it felt right when it came from you.

if only jang wonyoung could’ve known that back then. maybe she wouldn’t have stayed with yujin after that. but it wasn’t her fault.

after all, yujin did tell her that you two were broken up already. it was unfortunate that once school started, everyone knew that you and ahn yujin were broken up.

well, everyone except you, of course.

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