#Side Stories

[runawaycarouselhorse]

What made both her sacrifice for her team mates’ happiness in Pocket Monsters (2019)/Pokemon Journeys episode 95 and the fact that she thought this would be her end more poignant for me is that being completely alone is what Musashi hates the most. She lost her (single) mother as a child and was never adopted, going from foster home to foster home... ;_;

After many failures (like being unable to graduate from a school meant to train literal Pokemon Nurses, because she couldn’t do what Chansey do, despite studying hard and being adept at skills like bandaging…) and having her heart broken and being disappointed (she let a boy she loved go alone so she can pursue idol dreams with some friends, who all made it… without her, so she lost a possible love for an impossible dream)…

She couldn’t bond with her partners and left them to be injured, just to save herself, during her training days at Team Rocket. She’d become selfish and self-preserving… in the Japanese version, the others called her “shinigami Musashi” according to Yamato (Cassidy), likening her to a reaper of souls… but James refused to run away, sick of living a life where he ran away from all his problems. He’d sacrifice himself for her and Meowth’s safety, getting badly injured and nearly missing their final exam, hospitalized. The first time they uttered the beginning of their motto was when she believed she was all alone again, much like in this scene… the Rockets in the Japanese version repeat the last thing someone else says as if to answer a question (the “nanda kanda to kikare tara” = “if you ask us about this or that” is mostly filler that could be substituted with anything else.)

Musashi (Jessie): (dejectedly, as she walks away alone as the final exam begins, even being questioned by Nyasu/Meowth where she’s going): Is this all that there is…?

Kojiro (James): (answering while leaning posed against a tree, covered in bandages, but they were only wrapped over his clothes so he could whip them off dramatically) If you ask us 'if this is all that there is,' our answer will be the universe’s compassion!

She’s so moved, she turns away to wipe her tears. “A team mate who won’t run away…”

I think that’s the first time they ever see her cry.

Jessie desperately wants family, belonging, that’s why she falls in love so quickly, she wants a family more than anything—James had everything material growing up, but not love… Musashi had near to nothing material growing up, BUT she had her mother’s love… until she lost her very, very early. They contrast each other! They’re soul mates, eternal partners, whether you ship them or not. Meowth, too, was orphaned as a kitten, never even named, and an outcast his whole life. He's also always falling in love easily, seeking a home... the trio should never be separated, they are each other’s sought-for home.

I think the falling snow in this scene, where she runs off in tears, after wearing a brave smile and telling James it’s okay to stay with Cassidy, is a very deliberate choice, as Jessie loves snow. One of her few happy memories of her depressing childhood is being made treats made of snow to eat. She unknowingly lost her mother in the snowy Andes mountains, seeking Mew, put into foster care, while Miyamoto tried to make money to give her a better life... glittering snow and sparkling tears…

For Meowth too, she lets him go. She just wants everyone to have their chance at love.

So, her believing she’ll end up dying alone, as she’s always feared, Musashi here laments her luck, but also has a beautiful little dream of her friends saving her.

Once again, similarly to the break-up episode of DP, she was the one who calmly and gently encouraged James to pursue a possible love. She also broke Dustox’s pokeball, in tears, not wanting her to make the same mistake she did, giving up on an attainable love for an unattainable goal (and, indeed, Jessie did not win the Grand Festival, despite her skill at Pokemon Contests… she made the right decision for Dustox’s happiness.)

Jessie loves her friends. Sure, she’s caustic, rude, temperamental, bitter, and self-absorbed, but she prioritizes love and their happiness. She doesn’t want them to be alone and abandoned the way she felt as a kid. She loves them so much so, she’s satisfied to die alone and suffer her worst fear if it meant they get to be happy. That’s self-sacrifice.

She doesn’t resent them one bit, saying it’s a nice dream when she thinks she’s imagined them saving her life… she thought it was her mind comforting her before her death, accepting her fate, rather than realizing it’s effectively a premonition of what will be reality… and when she realizes?! She initially reproaches them, looking mad, because she thought they abandoned their happiness for her! But no, things didn’t work out… this is where they’re meant to be: by each other’s side.

James also knows how much marriage means to her, even though he’s so traumatized by it, the word “fiance” triggers literal flashbacks for him and he climbed up a tree to get away from a teenaged girl who called him that. Yet, in XY episode 63, where she fell for Dr. White...

Kojiro: (with head down, eyes shadowed) If Musashi (Jessie) wants to pursue her happiness as a woman, shouldn't we give her our blessing?

Nyasu also had his misfortunes in love... they sympathize and empathize.

"Let's show her we're men and leave without saying anything..."

As Kojiro runs away, he sheds tears, wishing her happiness and bidding her farewell, silently. The scenes in these two episodes are clear parallels.

But in the end (including the final episodes, as rushed as that plotline was although I still loved Wobbuffet acting exactly like a troubled child of parents going through a messy divorce), they’ll always realize their happiness is by each other’s side as a trio.

"Sometimes you get good pulls, sometimes you get bad ones. Sometimes they're good, even if you think they're bad. Sometimes they're bad, even if you think they're good."

#Team Rocket Jessie #PokeAni #Team Rocket James #Pokemon Journeys #Rocketshipping #Mezase Pokemon Master #Side Stories #hoso specials #Pokemon Chronicles #analysis #before Shootie I was a Rocket and especially Musashi fan #KojiMusa #is what I watched for #image heavy #long post #gif #popular #Team Rocket #Kojiro #James #Musashi #Jessie #Pokemon #character analysis #mine

[ramonag-if]

A Father's Guilt is a Patreon-only side story featuring Ahlf's POV on his thoughts and regrets on raising the MC in Salt Bay.

Excerpt: For a long time, Ahlf had only known war. His thoughts would often linger on the memories he often wished to forget - some about the death and destruction he inflicted, and some on the woman he had foolishly loved. Coming to Salt Bay had been his only reprieve after the years of bloodshed he had witnessed. He never thought that Salyra would bring his child to him nor did he believe that she would not return even after the years had passed. A sigh escaped Ahlf and he turned his gaze towards the small figure who sat at the bow of the dinghy. You were smaller than most of the other children your age and quieter too. He frowned, staring at your back. You were hunched forward, staring into the shallow sea as Ahlf rowed towards the shore. Perhaps, Ahlf mused, you were contemplating jumping in to swim out in search of Salyra. The thought of Salyra tugged at Ahlf’s lips, pulling it into a deep scowl and he turned away from your sight. When he had first taken you in, all you did was weep for Salyra. It had been difficult to understand how to soothe you but over the years, your cries for Salyra had dulled into a resolute silence. You no longer voiced your desperation for Salyra and Ahlf was uncertain if he was relieved or frightened by that.

Read the full story by becoming a Patron of Cyre Tier and up on my Patreon.

#crown of exile #side stories #patreon #ahlf

[kingdoms-and-empires]

Patreon Side Stories Released!

Here you go guys! Enjoy!

Think its around 18k words worth of new content, in total it is all almost 37k!

Just something to tide you guys over while im working on main demos!

As always, thank you all for the saintly patience you have shown, and given me!

For my dear patreons, there shall be new content heading your way soon! Private life stuff is freeing up for me once again thankfully!

Also, I quicktested and randomtested the shit outta it, so if theres any problems please lemme know lmao

#kingdomsandempires #interactive fiction #side stories #lore #dashingdon #hosted games #choicescript

[sanguinesky-if]

About Patreon and NSFW Stories

Hi, this is a note for those who have already joined my Patreon and for those who may be interested in joining in the future.

I have verified my Patreon page, and now it's marked 18+, as I plan to release NSFW stories in the future.

I think this is the right and safe decision, considering that my story is 18+ and after Chapter 5 will contain explicit sex scenes (optional).

About Patreon billing: you will be charged monthly on the same date you join the membership, not every first of the month.

About the NSFW side stories.

Side stories will be published separately on DashingDon and will include character creation and choices.

It seemed like the easiest solution to me, because all the ROs are gender-selectable, and I imagine sex scenes with them differently, depending on the MC's preferences.

If I release them as text, I think a lot of the details just won't make sense.

For example, if I write that "K grabs you by the hair, angling your head to deepen the kiss", and in the main story your MC has no hair, that will be weird. Or, if your MC doesn't like to take the initiative, a story where the MC is more straightforward also won't work for you.

So I think this format would be more convenient for everyone.

The demo is still my main focus. But I need to practice writing sex scenes. After all, there will be quite a few after Chapter 5.

Thank you for your interest! ♥

#if #interactive fiction #if game #if wip #sanguine sky #sanguine sky if #ss general #patreon #announcement #side stories #ss ros

[gliphyartfan]

@yanderelinkeduniverse @stars-for-thought @imprisioned-in-the-hole @screaming-until-god-hears-me @crestfallenmermaidan @ice-cream-writes-stuff @linked-heroes @eternadreebliss

Hey hey folks! yes yes i know what you're thinking.

'But Gliphy! it's only been a few days since your last post! Is the world ending?'

And I agree! Buuuut I decided to throw something out there, a change of pace so to speak!

I present: TTAU Side stories! Or Side Stories in general.

The chain are still my main cast for stories. Most things will be written around them.

But, due to certain inquiries, a few characters were requested to be written~ Will that automatically mean I'll start posting a barrage of stuff for the side stories? Eh, probably only when inspiration hits me.

But I decided to have fun with dropping in characters from time to time.

For now, it's gonna be one character that a few people has asked for.

Will I do them justice? Dunno! I'll leave that to you lovely folk~

Anywho~

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The stench of blood was very potent here, enough to make his nose crinkle the moment he stepped into the area. 

The soldier guiding Link gave his report as he led him through the mountain pass. 

"This is the place." He said, gesturing to the entrance of an easily overlooked cave, his helmet tilted back to show his face. "We managed to lead him through here. Once he went through, the others distracted him while I sealed off the opening as best as I could." 

The soldier stopped before the cave opening leading inside. There were crates and broken carriages turned on their side blocking the entrance. 

Link eyed everything. "Impressive for one man. Though if what you said was true, blocking the path like this wouldn't have slowed him down." 

The soldier sighed. "He seemed too focused attacking the nearest soldiers, I did what I could to escape and seal it off."

Warriors' eyes narrowed but said nothing of the soldier's careless admission.

"Very well, you and I will enter to confront him." Link folded his arms over his chest and gave the soldier a look when he opened his mouth. 

"In the event that a battle occurs, I'll need you to be near so you can bring a detailed report back to base." The soldier thought it over and nodded. 

  "...Right then."

Without further ado, Link and the Soldier pushed as much of the crates out of the way and made their way in. 

The cave was dark, darkening further since dusk approached. Even after stepping several feet inside there wasn't much light, it took a several minutes for his eyes to adjust. 

They made their way carefully down the narrow tunnel. 

...Warriors was uncertain about this situation. 

While his memories of his past battles were convenient, he would be a fool to believe them to be absolute. 

War was ever changing, no battle was fought with the exact method or gained the same result twice. 

But this...he definitely would have recalled a situation like this. This was a new turn of events and he had to keep his wits about him.

After making it about twenty minutes in, a sudden loud bang echoed down the corridor. "I know you're there!" A male voice bellowed. The voice sounded angered. deranged.

"That's him sir!" The soldier whispered to him. 

The Soldier and Link both stood still, not wanting to give away their position.

"Come out! Come out and tell me where she is!" The male's voice cracked, as if he had been screaming for some time. His breathing was loud, sped up.

His voice...frantic...angered. 

With his weapon drawn, both soldiers cautiously crept to the end of the cave passage where faint light poured from a hidden opening off to the side. 

An open space, the light coming from burning crates off to the side, otherwise empty, save for the scattered corpses of soldiers throughout the space.

From the state they appeared in, they had been hit a large blunt object. 

There was blood everywhere.

It was splattered from the ceiling and walls onto the floor, pooled beneath the bodies of soldiers whose faces were crushed flat within their helmets.

"Goddess above." the soldier breathed, his hand clutching at his weapon tightly in terror. 

Link looked on dispassionately. "I have never seen such madness." he murmured, his voice devoid of emotion.

A flash of purple caught the corner of his eye as he scanned the room. 

 He made his way towards it, ignoring the soldier's hushed protests.

When he got closer, his eyes widened and he froze. Blue eyes lined with gold stared back at him. Reaching down, he grabbed it brought it close. 

He recognized it despite it's ragged appearance. Only one person dressed in such a fashion. 

Suddenly the sound of something heavy being dragged across the floor caught his ear.  Then there was a low groan of pain before it grew into a scream of anger. 

The soldier looked at Link, anxiety written clear on his face as he raised his sword but Warriors, dropped the item and shook his head. 

They slowly moved into the open area, eyes and ears peeled for any signs of movement. 

As they advanced, the noises grew. Heavy footfall and heavy breathing.

 An occasional whimper or whine as things were dragged around.  The sounds came more and more frequently until, finally, a single figure came into view, slowly stumbling forward. 

His hair was disheveled. Green eyes wild. Blood seeping from wounds hidden behind purple robes, dripping onto the ground.

Robes soaked in blood that was both his and not his. A large bloodied hammer being dragged behind him. His missing hood left his face uncovered.

The Hero of Warriors felt his heart jumped. 

The face that stared back at him was one he knew. 

But how?

It didn't make sense. What could possibly bring about this scenario? Why the hell was Ravio here of all places, alone? 

He shouldn't be here, he was supposed to have joined up with them several missions prior. 

(But Time had taken a different path as well...)

"Where..." came the raspy whisper. 

"Where...Where is she?" His eyes were frantic and desperate, darting around.

Not once had he looked at Warriors, as if he hadn't been there at all. He looked right at the soldier, his eyes piercing into the soldier's. 

"Tell me where...is she..." He growled louder, stepping closer even as the soldier took several steps back. 

He looked around frantically, trying to find something in the darkness, find someone. 

But why? Who was he looking for... 

 (...Could he...) 

"I told you, I don't know what you're talking about!" The soldier shouted, his voice shaking as he pointed his sword at the unhinged man. 

"LIAR!" He roared, storming closer, hammer being raised with one arm. 

"You killed my comrades!" 

"You all took her from me! Took me from her!" His voice raged, his path to the soldier blocked as Warriors stepped in front of him. 

His eyes settled on Warriors, and his gaze became fixated upon him.

Suddenly Ravio let out a loud scream, and without a moment's notice, he swung the hammer at him.

Instinctively, Warrior raised his blade and blocked it as best as he could, even as his arms shook from the force of the attack. 

"Tell me what's wrong!" Warriors cried, desperately trying to hold the sword steady as the merchant pressed his hammer against his sword. 

Ravio was screaming.

"It's all wrong! IT'S ALL WRONG!!" He was screaming and fighting against Warriors, but it was useless. "I'm not supposed to be HERE! You took her!! She was supposed to be SAFE!"

Warriors' ears picked up movement behind him and he shoved Ravio away just as the soldier swung his sword at the unstable man. 

"Who are you talking about?" The soldier snapped as he was pulled back by Warriors while he put distance between them and Ravio.

"She was supposed to be with safe! I'm not suppose to be here!" Ravio cried out, as if he hadn't heard what was being asked at him. 

"I was there! I was waiting for her at the house! I SHOULDN'T BE HERE!" Dropping the hammer, Ravio grabbed the side of his head with both hands, shaking his head violently.

"(y/n)..." He groaned in pain, eyes squeezing shut. 

Warriors felt like he had been dumped in cold water.  

"What did you say..?" He whispered.

Ravio's head shot up, a wild look on his face that Warriors couldn't quite recognize. 

He...remembered?

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She was brave... 

That's what Ravio's first thought of her was, when Mr. Hero explained her situation to him. 

A world without magic. A world nothing like theirs. 

At least there was a way for him to return to Lorule. But for her...? 

But she didn't let that get her down. In her eyes, if there was a way to land in Hyrule, there must be a chance to return home. 

 He liked that about her, liked her more when he got to properly know her. 

 Her bravery, her determination.

  The determination to keep going even when she had no clue how to go about things. 

But that determination to return home didn't stop her curiosity. 

Ravio wouldn't deny how pleased he felt when she asked detailed questions about his items. Even more so when it turned into a conversation about Lorule. 

Which became a routine whenever the group came by.

The culture, the history, the economy, there was always something new she wanted to ask him about his homeland. 

He was a bit embarrassed to say he didn't know too much about most things she asked at first. But she never made him feel dumb about it. 

  Instead, she listened attentively as he tried to explain the differences between Hyrule and Lorule. Happily speaking of her world, describing the vast differences between here and there. 

They would chat about those differences for hours on end. Which turned to a talk about the people back home, which would lead to a talk about each other's hobbies and opinions on things. 

Anything they both wanted to talk about really. 

It was only when Link interrupted them to announce dinner or something else that Ravio would realize how much time had passed. 

All those questions that made him smile brightly, and it always made her laugh. Her laugh was wonderful and her smile was bright and contagious.

It made him crave to have the answers to the questions he couldn't give her. He'd return to Lorule just to gather books on those topics and study them. 

He dared to say he knew more about his own home's history and of Hyrule's thanks to her curiosity. 

When she returned, he was eager to show her what he managed to find. 

 Though he knew she wouldn't understand everything he said, it was simply a matter of her asking enough questions to make sense of it

Her enthusiasm was contagious when she spoke, especially since she never seemed disappointed or confused.

Sometimes he wondered whether that trait wasn't what attracted him to her at first.

He hadn't realized it at the time, but (Y/n)'s arrival had changed things. Everything about Ravio had changed. Every aspect of his life seemed to shift the longer he got to know her. 

And it seemed he wasn't the only one who felt the same. 

Watching the way Link and his companions began to behave around her. 

 Their gazes turning softer, smiles forming on their lips when she approached. They would sit closer to her whenever they had a chance and listen attentively to every story and ramble she shared.

How they each wanted to spend time with her. How the group seemed so much alive with her there.

 How they felt like they needed to protect her because she was important to them.

How happy he saw them being when with her.

Not that he didn't understand. Being with her made him forget about everything that troubled him. 

Everything simply felt better when with her. 

He wasn't some strange fellow who people looked at oddly. He wasn't a coward that many people would mock. 

He was simply Ravio to her. 

...He liked being simply Ravio. 

And being simply Ravio meant he was more perceptive than most others. (How else had he seen through Yuga's shoddy acting when he was manipulating Hilda.) 

So it was almost immediate that he noticed the way the others became...attached to her. 

 How they started to focus more attention to her whenever she entered the room. How they began to follow her wherever she went. Even when she wished for a moment of solitude. 

How they seemed to care for her a lot more now than before.

And while it was true that they were still worried over her safety but that wasn't exactly uncommon for them either.

But the way they treated her...

They were becoming...possessive.  And protective. It was almost frightening actually.

Especially when they acted that way towards one another, especially around (Y/n).

How they glared at one another with venom one moment, only to look at her with absolute adoration the next. 

 How they looked at her as if she were the sun itself.

As if she were the entire world itself.

...Not that he blamed them. (Could he blame them?)

She was simply...perfect. 

Not to say she was a flawless person that never made a mistake. No no. 

But that's what made her perfect, she was human. She was herself. 

 She was real and real was beautiful.

He adored the times when Link would ask him to be her company, when they had business she couldn't join them in. (Business that had them strictly tell him what areas to not take her to, business that had them returning with a faint scent of blood.) 

He spoke to her, let her speak whatever was on her mind. He joined her whenever she wanted to head to town or wander the area. 

And with some made up excuses and a promise that she wouldn't go to certain places and to return at a certain time, he even let her wander off on her own. 

He had been nervous about doing so. Because (he didn't what to consider the possibility that she would walk into danger if he wasn't there.) Link had told him to always be by her side. 

But how could he listen to him when she would ask him with a nervous smile how she wanted some time to herself. 

...She shouldn't smile like that. It should be happier, more carefree. 

He could listen to Link about many things. (He had done so much for him and his homeland, it was the least he could do.) 

But...what was the harm of letting her have a moment to herself? (Even if it felt like he was being torn to two whenever she had to leave.) 

Yet when he gave her his conditions and told her he'd keep quiet... 

That strained, nervous smile would relax into one more fitting. One full of joy and excitement. 

He'd watch her wave at him as she wandered off, Sheerow fluttering around him. 

 Her journal under her arm and a bounce in her step. Only returning to the house when she vanished from his sight. 

He'd spent the whole time she was gone debating what excuse or lie he would have to give to Link.  

But she returned, always. With that beautiful wide smile, the tension gone from her shoulders.

His heart was melting and he wasn't sure how long it take for him to recover from such a beautiful sight. But he never wanted his heart to recover. (Not when it was caused by her.) 

It was love. That's what he, what the heroes, felt. 

What other emotion would make him feel as if his heart was filled with an endless warmth. As if his chest was going to explode with affection, with happiness, with love?

He loved (Y/n), and he knew everyone else did, too.

He didn't think his heart could beat this much when he thought of her. Not this fast, not this violently.

It almost hurt. It was almost too much. 

But it was never enough. He wanted more. 

When she smiled at him, his heart was ready to burst. When she held him, he wanted to wrap his arms around her and never let her pull away. Never wanted to feel that cruel coldness that always came when she let go. 

When she wrapped a loose arm over his shoulders when they sat together, when she drifted off to sleep and slumped against him.

When her eyes brightened when she saw him when she and the others next returned to the area. 

It was him that made her have that look. Not the others, certainly not Link. (Perhaps not for a long while.) 

He wanted to keep being the reason that she was happy and relaxed. (LookAtHimLookAtHimLookAtHim) 

Ravio hated when she left, the world felt quieter, colors more muted.

But he waited patiently, because each parting meant she would return soon enough.  

She always seemed tired when she returned, but Ravio tried his best to offer her a quiet space for herself. Her expression of gratitude made going behind Link's back all the more worth it. 

Each parting meant a return. 

When he last waved her goodbye. She seemed more quiet. She still looked at him warmly. Yet much more tired. Even as the others seemed oblivious to it.

But Ravio saw.

It lingered within his mind some time after. But he tried to argue with himself over what could have happened. 

When he could think of nothing, he decided that the best course of action was to ask her in person. He wanted to help her, he wanted to ease her burdens, even a little. 

So he waited for her return. Waited so he could ask her what he needed to do in order to take the weight that had been pressing down on her. 

Waited so she could finally let herself have that moment of peace that had been so long coming.

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But she never came back....

No one did.

He waited and waited, waiting for her to return. Waiting for him to see the light in her eyes again.

He wanted to see her smile again. To hear that musical laugh.

Yet he waited. He waited as long as he could for her to come back but...she never did.

One month became two. 

And neither she, nor Link and his companions returned.

'They...They're just delayed.' He rationalized in his head. From what Mr. Hero explained, they didn't get to choose where they went. So obviously they must have found a trail and went after that shadow. 

Yes...it..it was a delay...they'll...she'll return... 

Two months became three.

But no one came. 

'What happened?' Ravio paced in the house, wringing his hands. 

 'Where did she go?'

He received no answer.

He got no response.

Only silence.

Silence that drove Ravio mad. A silence that only brought more questions.

Questions he could find no answers for.

(Why did they not return? Why were they delaying? What could possibly have happened?)

The silence was deafening and he loathed it.

"I...I just have to wait..." He whispered to himself, biting the tip of his thumb. 

"I mustn't leave. She could return any day now."  He shook his head, forcing his legs to start moving once more.

(He ignored the nagging feeling in his stomach that told him something horrible happened.)

He forced himself to stay still for a few moments. Breathing slowly. Slowly and deeply. Just...just until she returns. Just until she returns.

Just until she arrives, safe and sound, with a smile on her face and her eyes shining brightly like they had once before.

But the third month eventually led to four. 

What happened? Why haven't they returned? 

Had it been enemy? Had they've become trapped somewhere? 

Had the heroes done something to her..?

Ravio's breathed hitched at the thought.

Why...why would he think that? He's seen how they act around her. Treating her like she created the stars in the sky. 

They would never, never, do something that would lead harm to her. 

(...But she's been so stressed lately.)  

No. They wouldn't. They wouldn't do something like that. He knew that.

 The heroes would never do something that could cause trouble between them and (y/n). They'd kill themselves before doing something that would harm her.

(But why did she only feel relaxed when away from them?) 

He sighed, running a shaky hand through his hair, trying to calm the worry that plagued him.

They would be fine. (She'll be fine.)

He just has to believe that. They have to be fine.

'If anything happens, she knows she can always send a letter to me...right?.'  he thought, had he ever told her that? Had he ever told her that even when traveling, she could always reach out to him? 

 Tears springing in his eyes as he buried his head in his palms.

What could have happened, what kept her away? 

It wasn't his fault. He would never wish to cause her harm. He wanted her happy. (But he wasn't there with her all the time. The others though...) 

The others...if they...if...he clenched his hands, taking deep breaths to keep himself from falling apart.

They...they wouldn't hurt her. 

They may have become possessive, may have monitored her whereabouts...but they were...simply watching out for her...

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...Right? 

(But what if they crossed the line?) 

A shudder ran through his body, his breathing becoming uneven again, panic starting to grip him. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to stop his thoughts from spiraling out of control.

No...there was no way they could hurt her. (They knew better than that.) 

But...what (did they do) happened...

There was no way they wouldn't be connected to it. 

What...(did they do) happened? 

(It's going to alright. Any day now. Any day.) 

Four led into five. 

What (did they do) happened? 

And on the sixth month, he's unable to bear the quiet anymore. 

He sits at the table, head in his hands. He long since closed up the shop. Unable to think. 

Sheerow resting on his shoulder, trying to comfort him even if the little bird knew it was useless. 

He needs to know why. Where is she? Is she alright? Who took her? How did they get her?

The questions ate at his heart and tore open everything he thought he had been keeping locked away.

What did they do?

Where were they? Where was she? 

(What did they do? It's all wrong.) 

"What did they do..." He said to himself, voice breaking. "Where...where are they?"

There was no door opening behind him.

No one to come and greet him, to apologize for taking so long. 

No warm smile that would have easily soothed away the pain that had settled in his heart, placed months ago. 

He doesn't notice the tears that began dripping silently onto the table. 

No one was coming. But he didn't want to leave and be proven wrong. 

So he stayed there, staring at the table, letting the pain overtake him. Tears streaming from his eyes and the fear and pain in his heart only growing. 

His knuckles turned white as he gripped his hair tightly, staring blankly at nothing.

Everything was hurting him but he just wanted them to come back. 

His heart was hurting him but all he wanted was for her to come back. 

What did they do....

What did they do to her. (He wanted to find her but he had to stay. He had to be ready for her return.)

What did they do. (He wanted to go but he had to wait for her to return.) 

What did they do. (He had to wait for her to return.) 

He couldn't leave. (He had to wait.) 

(He couldn't leave. He had to wait.) 

(He couldn't leave.)

And all the while, his world was crumbling apart.

What did they do... 

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His eyes were greeted to open skies and the sounds of battle.

..He was nowhere near where he should be.

(He shouldn't be here. She could be back and she would think he forgot about her)

He was in a daze as he walked. He didn't know how long he did.

(Why was it so hard to breathe? Why did his heart heart so much? What was happening? He shouldn't be here.)

He stumbled and hit the ground hard, shaking.

"Hey! You shouldn't be here!" He heard footsteps approach. Several.

"A civilian? Here?" "Where did he come from?"

".. need to go home.." He whispered. "I... shouldn't be here."

"Well you're right about that." One said as he stood before him, Ravio could see his boots.

Slowly, he looked up at the soldier who stared down at him.

"You seem lost little man." The soldier said, a mockingly kind smile on his lips.

"Maybe you should come with us to make sure we don't bring you any more danger."

Before he could reply another spoke up. "He's weird. Look at the state of him."

"Probably is sick." Another said. "In the head I mean"

Laughter rang out among their group.

The words didn't register in Ravio's brain and he blinked, looking at the other men who surrounded him. His mind felt fuzzy and confused, he could barely hear the words that fell from their mouths.

"you think we should-"

" don't wanna escort this guy-"

"-we don'-"

"Where...is she..." he asked quietly, trembling. (He shouldn't be here. He shouldn't be here. He shouldn't be here.)

"Where is...she..?" The soldiers looked at eachother, then at him.

The one in front of him, their leader, chuckled.

"Aw, missing someone?" The soldier asked sarcastically.

(How could they joke about this. About her. She could be in danger.)

Ravio swallowed hard, the lump forming in his throat making it harder to breathe.

The man crouched down, smirking.

"You know we could help you find her." He offered. "For a price."

The group chortled.

"Where is she..." He repeated, his voice crackling. "Where..is she?"

He choked as he spoke.

The soldier leaned closer, staring straight into Ravio's brown eyes with an expression Ravio couldn't quite place. "You know, maybe this place has a bunch of dangerous monsters ." The man purred, a sinister glint in his eyes.

(Monsters? no no, she shouldn't be near monsters. She could get hurt...she could get hurt.)

"Who knows? Maybe she ran off, maybe she got cornered." Ravio let out a low whine at his comment, which made the group laugh again.

"That or she's dead."

'No. No.' He didn't want her dead. She had to be safe. She couldn't be dead. "No. Please, please...No." He whimpered.

The soldiers kept laughing. "Ohh. So sad. You must miss her, don't you?" He cooed.

"Please, don't say that-"

"Sorry. but that's war for you.." Their leader said. "There are a lot of casualties. She isn't special."

Ravio's breathing quickened, his body trembling violently.

(Her gone. Dead. Gone. Gone. She's not coming back.)

"What are we going to do with him..." Another soldier asked. "We have to finish patrols."

(She can't be gone. She can't. She can't be. She had to be safe.)

Their leader shrugged as he stood up.

"Where is she?" he repeated, hand reaching out to the soldier, only for him to kick it away, but Ravio didn't care about that. "Where is she?"

"Leave him. Seems deranged. Not our business." They continued walking past him, leaving Ravio in the dust.

(She's not gone. she's not. She's not.)

Ravio stood up, his breath quickening.

"Where is she.." He kept asking, His eyes widened, tears welling once again.

(Please...please, don't tell me she's gone.)

"already told you. Probably dead. Just accept it." Another soldier replied, walking past him to follow his friend. (Please...please.)

He gripped his head, shaking it.

(Nonononononononononono)

(She's not gone.)

He didn't feel himself letting go of his head. Didn't feel himself reach into his expandable pouch, the one he always carried because she told him it was always good to be ready for any situation.

Feel as he pulled out a weapon and turn to face the walking group.

(She's not deadShe's not deadThey know where she isThey are hiding herThey are trying to hurt her.)

He felt something inside him snap and suddenly, he shot out like a bullet towards the group.

The group hadn't realized what was happening, not until he was upon them, not until he grabbed the shoulder of the one who spoke to him and forced him to face him.

(What did you do.)

"Where is she." He rasped out. raising the hammer over his head with one arm.

"Where is she."

And He swung right at the soldier's head.

---

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...What did you do Hero?

---

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"What. Did. You. Do..." Ravio rasped out at Warriors. Frowning, staring right at the pale faced hero. 

"You...remember...?" Warriors breathed. 

 (How was this possible? How could he remember? The probability of his sword brothers remembering was high, but the merchant?) 

"Where is she?" Ravio took a step forward, never once taking his eyes off Warriors. 

Warriors simply stared back, unable to properly register this situation. 

"Where is she...? What did you do? Tell me, Hero. What did you do to her?!" Ravio demanded, slowly reaching down and grabbing the hammer's handle. 

"..I-"

"Sir!" The soldier tried to step forward as Ravio grabbed his weapon but Warriors kept his arm up. 

"You..." Ravio's voice trembled, "You were all supposed to come back. She was supposed to come back." 

Warriors was quiet, trembling. 

"I waited. But no one came." The Lorule merchant's lips twitched into a crooked smile. 

"No one CAME! No one! Not you! Not her!" He laughed  hysterically, pointing a trembling finger towards Warriors, "You were supposed to come back! You were supposed to keep her safe and happy!"

 He let out a scream. His entire body shaking.

"Why didn't you come? You should have come back! I shouldn't be here!" He screamed. 

"Ravio-" "Where is she!?" Warriors could only shake his head slowly at him. 

"We...we-"

"WHERE IS SHE?!" He screamed louder. 

"Ravio, please-"  

"You promised!! You all promised to keep her safe! And you FAILED!!" Ravio screamed, he grabbed his hammer with both hands and he lunged towards Warriors.

"Get back!" Warriors shouted at the soldier behind him, dodging out to the way by jumping to the side.

"WHERE IS SHE!" He yelled, his head followed Warriors even as the hammer hit the ground, the impact breaking the surface swiftly. 

"Please, listen to me!" Warriors shouted.

"I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!!" 

Warriors continued to dodge as the hammer flew straight towards him. The force of the hammer hitting the wall where his head has been was felt even without touching it. A few stone shards flying across flying and onto the floor.

"Where is she? WHAT DID YOU DO!?"

Another slam. Another broken surface. 

"Please! You have to listen to me!" Warrior pleaded looking back towards the other man. 

"Sir this man is clearly insane-" The soldier was cut off by another slam, and another crack.

"Ravio, please." Warriors begged.

"SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SAFE!!!" Ravio screamed. He continued to attack Warriors. 

"I'm sorry." Was all Warriors could say.

Ravio sobbed, "I waited and waited." Ravio whispered, "But no one came." 

"Ravio..."

"She could be back, and I'm HERE!" He screamed. 

"She isn't..." Was all he could say to the merchant. 

"I waited," Ravio cried, "She could have been in danger while I waited. I have to get rid of any danger. I have to find her." 

"So you choose to kill our comrades?!" The soldier exclaimed, clamping his mouth shut as Warriors gave him a sharp look. 

Ravio shook his head wildly again, groaning in pain. 

"I have to get rid of the danger. I have to. She's not safe here." 

"The soldiers...were a danger..." Warriors said, his words calm. 

"Traitors..." Ravio groaned, "So many, I have to get rid of them. I have to kill them. She wouldn't be safe here. She doesn't KNOW." 

"She's not here. But this place is not a threat anymore." Warrior stated, "You got rid of the enemies."

"Sir! You can't just-" Warriors gave the foolish soldier such a fierce glare, the man stumbled back. 

Turning back to Ravio. He continued to speak calmly. 

"You did well to get rid of the traitors," He continued, "Less enemies to harm her." 

"I waited..." Ravio whimpered. "I waited so long." 

"I'm sorry you did." He  spoke softly, slowly stepping forward, not removing his eyes from the merchant's. "But I can explain what's happening, I can tell you how we can find her again."

Ravio looked at him. 

"Find her again.." He mumbled back. 

"Yes. We can find her again." He said gently, reaching out with one hand to touch Ravio's shoulder. Ravio flinched before relaxing slightly.

"You don't care about the rest of the world. Neither do I. Only She matters, right?" Ravio slowly nodded at him. 

"We have to get rid of any traitors here." Warriors continued, "Get rid of any possible danger to her. We have to make sure this place is safe for her, right?" 

"They...said they didn't know where she was..." Ravio said, still hesitant but less aggressive than before.

"They said they didn't know...but I knew they were lying..." He shook his head, blinking repeatedly, as if to clear his vision. "I knew better. Traitors always lie. I was going to force them to tell me, but they were stubborn, liars..." 

"So you killed them." Warriors finished, nodding his head.

Ravio nodded his head again. "I...She's not here...w-where is she?" He repeated, his whole body trembling violently.

"...She's gone." Warriors replied.

Ravio stared at Warriors with wide eyes. "Gone...?"

"She...had to go somewhere.." Warriors said calmly, "We all did...it's why you're here too..."

"...Why I'm here..." 

"Think about it, why would you be here?" Warriors asked Ravio, who continued to stand still. "You've been waiting patiently for her return. Why would you be here when she hasn't returned yet?"

"I..."

"It's alright. Just think. Why are you here. You remember this place don't you? Do you remember me? How we first met?" 

"..War...Cia..." Ravio mumbled, his breathing heavy. Warriors nodded. 

"The sorceress, the war she began. We are currently fighting her. Tell me Hero of Lorule," Warriors felt Ravio flinch under his hand, "How can you be here, how can we be fighting her if you were waiting for (y/n) back home?" 

Silence filled the room for several moments, as Ravio stood there and processed everything that was said. 

 His gaze lowered to the ground, his eyes watering. His lip quivering.

Finally, he managed to look up at Warrior, fear in his eyes.

"She's...not.." He whispered, trailing off, but Warriors knew what he was asking.

"...She isn't..." Warriors replied, eyes softening as he thought of her, "But she is not here. You remember when you met her, right?" 

Ravio nodded. 

"But if you think about it, that point in time hasn't happened yet." Warriors reasoned, "So if you're here, and the point of time when you met her is farther down the line, what do you think that means..?" 

"That she's still alive." Ravio answered quietly.

"Precisely."

"She's not dead." He said slowly. "She's...She's okay?" 

"Right." Warriors smiled weakly.

"...Is she really alive?"

"She's not dead. That woman is very strong."

"Strong..." Ravio nodded, thinking of her. "She is very strong."  He raised his head.

"What...what do we do?" He asked, wringing his bloodied hands, the fierce aggression that had been behind those eyes now settling, replaced with exhaustion and nervousness. "W-What should we do now?"

"..First we needed to meet up with the others, it's better to be around those you trust when feeling like this." Warriors explained, "Then we can decide on what to do next."

Ravio stared up at him, slowly nodding before looking around. 

"...The...bodies..." Warriors looked at the corpses around them, eyes empty of any emotion.

"What about them?" He asked,

"Traitors..." Ravio muttered.

"We'll destroy the entrance to this cave..." He answered, "Lie and say an ambush took them out. They were never meant to live beyond the war anyways." 

Ravio nodded, appeased by his response.

He shrugged, "Traitors don't live past their usefulness." 

"How could you say that?!?" Warriors looked over his shoulder at the sudden outburst. 

The soldier had his sword pointed at him. "These people risked their lives! And you decide to leave them here and take that...that monster with us?!??" 

Warriors raised an eyebrow, "I don't see how you care, you abandoned them to save yourself."

"That...is not true!" The soldier shouted back, "I went to get help!!"

"You all saw Ravio here, decided to be drunk on power and harass a clearly out of sorts man." Warriors stated, turning to face the soldier, "And when he took out several of your 'comrades', despite your clear advantage in numbers, you decided escape was the better option." 

The soldier, who's stance became slightly shaky,  stepped backwards slightly, "Th...those are not...true."

Warrior chuckled, it was not a pleasant sound. "Oh...you didn't think I knew about your little group's power trips when left alone with any refugees?" 

 He looked at the soldier, "No. Of course I knew about that, I knew about the bribes you took to lie about reports, how you tried to lord your status as a soldier to get what you wanted out of civilians." Warriors tsk'd. 

" What Ravio did to your comrades ...that wasn't part of your plan, was it? You wanted to use you authority to take advantage of a clearly unstable man and when it turned out to be a bad move, you abandoned your fellow men to save yourself." 

 He chuckled lightly, "A shame though; I might've gotten something of use out of them before I took them out myself." 

"No...they-I....!" He exclaimed, sounding desperate. "I did this because I was forced to!"

"Always with an excuse." Warrior stated, looking at the soldier steadily, "But no matter, I had no plans to keep you alive the moment I realized who you cornered." 

"You...You can't!" 

"Traitors," He scoffed, "No matter how many of you are taken out, sooner or later, someone else will always step in to take your place."

He stared down the soldier, "So killing you really won't make much of a difference. But I suppose extermination of insects never is."

The soldier trembled violently.

"You're a monster!" He shouted at him, "You are nothing but a traitorous monster!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Warrior replied, "How very hurtful...and predictable, you all always say the same thing when you face judgement."

"Y...You'll pay for this!" He growled, lunging forward at the Hero. 

"DIE!!!" The soldier shouted, raising his sword once more. 

Warriors stood there calmly as the man charged forward. 

But his attack never landed. 

The soldier could only let out a gurgle noise as a blade pierced his neck from behind. 

"One lesson I learned when dealing with traitors," Warriors  said simply, as the soldier collapsed to the floor, "Always bring backup."

The soldier let out a choking gurgle, a hand trying to stem the blood escaping his neck.

Warriors slowly walked over to the dying man, staring at him. 

"Hm...I just realized." Warriors commented, crouching down. 

"But what was your name again?" 

The soldier's eyes widened, a flash of rage passing through his eyes, but just as quickly as it appeared, it faded. 

Along with the life that those eyes once held. 

Warriors stared at the dead man for a moment before looking up. 

"Thank you for the assistance, Time." 

"You enjoy making me deal with your messes." Ravio jumped at the young voice that came out of nowhere. 

He blinked, and suddenly, a young boy was standing next to Warriors and the corpse, a grey, stone like mask in his hand.

The boy was familiar...

"...The...old man..." Ravio uttered, still blinking in confusion. 

The deceivingly young hero looked up at him and nodded. 

"I'd say it's good to see you again merchant, but I doubt you wanted to wake up here in the first place." He said as he reached over and pulled out his sword from the corpse. 

Ravio twitched but nodded all the same. 

Warriors stood up, dusting his pants, "Where's Sailor?" 

"Getting the bombs ready to seal up this place." Time answered, flicking the blood off his sword. 

Warriors nodded in acknowledgement before turning back to face Ravio. 

"We're heading out now." 

"Also, here." Time reached into his pouch and pulled out something large. 

Ravio blinked. Oh, his hood. 

The child hero tossed the hood over to the merchant who caught it. 

"Alright then, follow me." Warriors began walking away, Time following.

"Will we...see her soon?" Ravio asked quietly, Warriors didn't pause. 

"We will, eventually...but for now, we need to wait just a bit longer." 

Ravio shifted in place. 

 He...didn't want to wait anymore. He was tired of waiting. 

...But this time he wasn't the only one waiting, was he? 

"If she isn't at the end..." Ravio said after a moment, "...then I'll kill you"

"...And I'd let you." Warriors answered as he kept walking. Time silently following, but the glance he gave the Lorule merchant said the same thing. 

Ravio was free to kill them if she wasn't there.

Absorbing that answer, Ravio silently followed them. 

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Ravio silently stared at the letter and his bracelet on the table. 

The captain hadn't informed him of what were the contents within, but he said it would help his counterpart greatly.

Tomorrow he would head into Hyrule to find Link. 

The war had helped him get his mind settled straight. 

Guided by the three heroes, he was able to learn control over his emotions, able to have a plan to focus on. It helped, when he returned to a desolate Lorule, one without it's Triforce. One where Hilda was manipulated by Yuga. 

But not that he had a problem hiding his thoughts.

Who would expect cowardly ol' Ravio?

Ravio stared at the bracelet and letter. Thinking about everything that would happen, what could happen. 

Just a little longer and he'll see her again. 

He just had to wait a little longer. He wasn't the only one who prayed she was at the end. 

He wondered how Link was handling this. A part of him worried for his Hyrulian counterpart. (Understandable really, to be away from her was utter pain.)

He hoped she was there. 

Because Ravio, he didn't want to kill them. 

Because killing them meant she wasn't there. 

So he hoped, hoped that he didn't have to kill them. 

He didn't want to even consider the idea that she wasn't there. 

So he wasn't going to kill them. Because she was going to be there. He just had to wait a bit longer. 

Whatever punishment he could come up with was nothing compared to what they must all be feeling. So he will meet his counterpart with an open mind. (Only when she was back, safe and sound, would he speak to him about it.)

He sighed, setting the two items in his desk and headed towards his bed.

He fell asleep early that night, he wanted tomorrow to come soon. 

Because then he's one step closer being with her again. 

...

(His heart still hurt. The world was still so cold.)

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Wedding bells

Takes place in-between chapter 10 of Sugar

A/N- I'll write another side story in our wait, let me know what you want to see! Also listen to ‘All through the Night by Sleeping At Last’ trust, and depending on how this does I might write a smut chapter for Choso

Warning- Swearing, angst, FLUFF!! Smut (it’s not a lot of it, but there is some and I’m sorry if it’s not good I don’t usually write smut) unprotected and rough sex, oral (fem receiving), long chapter.

Pairing- Suguru Geto x Gojo!fem-reader, Choso x Gojo!fem-reader

Takes place in between chapter 10

(Let me know if you want to be tagged)

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*2008*

It’s only been a year since you’ve been gone, but after traveling from country to country and exploring different cities across the globe with Yuki, coming back home already feels like arriving at a new destination you have yet to explore.

Sure, you’re still at the airport, and all that you’ve seen of the outside is through a small window up in the sky, but it all looks so new. It makes you feel excited to step out and roam through the city like a tourist.

Then again, maybe all this bubbly excitement is because you’re going to Suguru again!

Not talk to him through the phone, or look at him through pictures like you’ve done for the past year. You’re actually going to see him face to face, you’re going to hug him, kiss him, and finally return to his side.

Not only that but you get to see Mimiko and Nanako too. Since you left like a month after you welcomed them into your life, all of your bonding as of late has been through phone conversations and silly letters they write to you. And yes, you still are a bit nervous about being a parental figure to them now that you’re here to stay, but as long as you have Suguru, you can do it. You know that for certain, that’s the truth.

Nevertheless, just as you’re thinking about the devil, there he is, a few feet away from the escalators with his neck stretched out and his eyes scanning the people slowly descending to the floor until he finally spots you on top of the escalators.

You immediately beam at him and wave, and his own eyes soften as he flashes you that incredibly charming grin before he looks down and points at you.

You take that as your sign and impatiently maneuver past the crowd to climb down faster. People complain but you don’t bat an eye or ask for forgiveness, you just get past them, and once your feet are on the ground you continue to push through the bodies until you stop as you spot Nanako and Mimiko running at you.

“Y/N!” They both exclaim.

You drop your bag and meet them halfway to envelop them in a hug.

“Oh,” you coo and caress the back of their heads. “My bunnies. I missed you.”

“We’re so happy you’re back!” Mimiko says and pulls back, making Nanako and you do the same to face each other.

“Look at you,” you immediately point out and cup their cheeks. “You’ve gotten taller. And your hair is longer!” You smile at them, and they smile at you.

“It's felt like forever since we saw you last,” Nanako interjects. “I'm happy you're back.”

“I'm happy I'm back too,” you redirect and catch them both glancing past your shoulder before they look at each other to share a giggle, making you grow suspicious. “What?” You probe.

Nanako shakes her head and Mimiko cuts in with a quick response. “Nothing!”

You hum and take their excitement directed at the thought of Suguru and you reuniting, so you leave it be and instead let them go to stand up and spin around since Suguru is behind you now with a cardboard sign in his hand? And the bag you discarded in the other.

“Suguru,” you whisper excitedly before you giggle out of pure joy and run over to throw yourself on him.

And since he expected your embrace he doesn’t stumble, he just lets go of what he had in his hands and throws his arms around you to secure you against him.

“Hi darling,” he whispers in your ear as he caresses the back of your head. “Hey.”

You would talk every day, but if for some reason you couldn’t call each other, you’d text each other about everything and send each other what caught your eye, as well as intimate pictures and steamy texts since you couldn’t be together to touch each other.

Yet even so it feels like it’s been decades without each other and any kind of communication. It’s like you know how those couples felt centuries back when they longed deeply for their loved ones. You feel that rush as you feel his strong arms wrapped around you once again. You feel enamored by his scent alone and feel like you’re in flames by the simple feeling of his hands rubbing circles on your back. You feel the tension rising to an intense level with the feeling of this secure and warm embrace alone. And yet you haven’t even gotten to the part of him you longed for the most, but you don’t rush this moment either.

You stay in his embrace for a moment longer and relish in the relief you feel in the proximity of his presence.

“I missed you,” you whisper softly. “So much.”

Suguru chuckles softly and presses a kiss on the side of your head, only fueling your desire—“I missed you too, baby. You don’t know how much.”

“Show me later,” you dare to whisper, making Suguru snicker before he responds with his lips grazing over your ear.

“Yeah, I’ll show you. Whatever you want.”

Your heart skips a beat and you squeeze him gently before you let your feet drop back on the ground to step back and face him only from a hairsbreadth away.

“Oh, Sugar,” you breathe out as if in disbelief at the sight of his beautiful face that you can finally hold in your own hands.

Suguru cups your jaw and studies the difference in your eye color with a smirk before his eyes give off a twinkle as he murmurs, “you’re beautiful.”

You smile sweetly and brush your thumb over his lips before you glance at them and then look back at his deep brown eyes that you melt into.

“I love you,” he says. “More than anything.”

You gasp softly as if it’s the first time hearing it, but quickly say it back. “I love you so much.”

Suguru hums with content and glances at your lips before he pulls you in to take you in for a slow but passionate kiss that sets off fireworks.

Or so it feels like that. At the mere feeling of his soft lips devouring yours, sparks fly and your body burns hot with passion and desire for more. As you wrap your arms around his neck you pull him in closer to feel his warmth on yours and deepen the steamy kiss to show him how much you want him.

And rather than pulling back to dial it down considering you’re in public, and you’re with Nanako and Mimiko, he indulges your lust and fights back with fire by pushing his tongue in for a moment to tease you before he pulls back, leaving only the connection of a string of saliva caught between your bottom lips.

Nonetheless, he licks it off with a smirk before he murmurs against your lips. “I love you, you know that?”

You hum and quip in a honey-like voice. “I like to be reminded.”

“I love you,” he repeats himself and lifts his gaze to look past your head and share a nod.

You try to look back to see what he means, but he presses his hands a bit tighter against your face and turns you to keep your eyes on him.

“What?” You press giddly.

“I want to ask you something,” he says and slides his hands off your cheeks to instead grab your shoulders and slowly turn you around.

You make it easier by helping him, so he proceeds to slither one arm around your neck as you face the twins picking up the sign Suguru was carrying before.

When they lift it to where the sign covers their faces, you read the words whilst Suguru presses a kiss on the side of your head before he lets you go.

“Will you marry…” you stop reading and gasp, feeling all your burning emotions from seconds ago vanish as if it was blown out—“…me? -Suguru Geto.” You finish reading and feel your heart stop as you twist around to face Suguru.

However, he’s not towering over you anymore, he’s on his knee with a small box carrying a shiny ring you don’t pay attention to since you’re so baffled by his proposal.

“Will you marry me?” Suguru asks out loud. “I know this place isn’t convenient…it’s full of monkeys,” he scoffs softly. “But I couldn’t wait a moment longer without promising you that you’ll be mine every day that my heart beats and my lungs draw in air.”

Your breath catches in your throat, and tears run down your cheeks, as your bottom lip trembles.

“Suguru,” you whisper and he pushes the box closer to you as he looks at you with his brown eyes soft and full of love.

“Marry me,” he says in a softer voice than he already uses, and you can’t resist it.

Not like you were going to turn him down anyway. The moment you read that sign you knew your answer. It was as easy as breathing.

It’s true that you haven’t been dating long, just 2 years, and you’ve been reckless teenagers who have yet to know everything about life throughout it all, but you are sure of this now. You know what you want from your future and that’s him; your home, your hope, your family, and your friend.

Above all things, he’s all you want.

“Yes,” you cry and laugh at the same time, hearing clapping and cheering coming from the twins and bystanders.

Suguru grins and quickly gets up to wrap you in an embrace. You’re still so baffled by the proposal that you just stand there for a lingering moment before you throw your arms around him and dig your head in the crook of his neck to cry more.

After the moment of shock passes you both pull away, and he slides his hands down your arms to take your left hand and press a gentle kiss on your knuckles before he takes the glimmering, emerald-cut ring out of the box to slide it in on your trembling ring finger.

Once the cold band is on your finger you grab his face and just admire him for a second before you slam your lips on his.

Albeit the kiss doesn’t last long because you both can’t help but smile and laugh out of excitement.

“Thank you,” you whisper happily.

Suguru shakes his head. “No baby thank you. For everything. I love you.”

You sniffle. “I love you,” you redirect and laugh before you press your forehead on his for a short moment until Nanako and Mimiko run over and embrace the both of you, making a small huddle of you and your little family.

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*LATER THAT NIGHT*

“Su,” you gasp and grip onto the sheets as your umpteenth orgasm builds up in your stomach, coiling your insides, and burning you hotter than before, even if you’ve begun to hit a limit and have started to feel exhausted.

“Suguru,” you mewl as he doesn’t let up. He’s running through heavy amounts of energy throughout the night as he’s tried to demonstrate just how much he’s missed you in your year apart and only dirty teasing in between all those months—“I’m…fuck…’m close. Just…” you trail off as he begins to suck on your clit. You want to let out a moan but your breath is punctured out of you and you gape as he’s not gentle to your sensitivity, it’s like your cries of pleasure motivate him.

He devours your pussy and groans, sending vibrations up your spine that make you slither your hand over to tug on his hair sliding off the bun he put up so his hair wasn’t in his way.

“Su…guru, mm—” you’re so lost in the hot pleasure that you can’t even complete full sentences anymore. The only thing you can think about is rolling your hips up to his hot mouth as his tongue flicks on your pussy before he begins to suck on it again like he’s starved, causing you to arch your back off the mattress and smile as you’re overridden with euphoria for what feels like the hundredth time tonight.

And as if in tune with your emotions, Suguru doesn’t let this moment go to waste and creeps his hand up your thigh to slide his thumb over your clit, driving you off the edge at the moment of contact. You actually don’t even have the breath or the time to warn him before you cum into his mouth with soft gasps escaping past your lips.

“Fuck,” he groans, “that’s my girl.” He snickers and leaves your pussy all messy with cum as he finally drags himself up to hover over you. “You tired?” He whispers over your lips, letting you smell yourself on his breath.

“Mm,” you hum in agreement and drop your back on the bed as you slide your eyes down to meet his dark gaze stricken with lust.

“Well,” he coos and presses his lips over yours, making you slowly kiss him back and be caught off guard to the moment he slides his cock back into your throbbing pussy.

“Suguru!” You cry out and dig your nails down his back.

“I’m right here,” he teases you and grabs onto your chin so you can hold his gaze as he thrusts up into your gummy walls.

“Please,” you mumble and wrap your legs around his waist as he picks up his pace and repeatedly hits the right spot inside you. “P-please, Su…guru.”

You want to roll your head back as you’re overridden with ecstasy, but his grip tightens on your chin so you can keep looking into his eyes.

“You’re so mean,” he says sweetly as his hips hit your flesh harshly, making you wonder where all this energy is coming from. “Sending me those pictures of yourself as if you didn’t know how crazy it’d make me.”

You giggle, but he cuts that off as he slides his hand to grab the side of your head and thrust hard, making the head of his cock slam into your g-spot once, but enough to make you feel a flash of beautiful colors as you’re slammed with euphoria before all your senses numb and you see stars up on the ceiling.

You don’t come down until you hear Suguru growl against your neck as he doesn’t take long to follow and shoots spurts of his cum in your walls.

“Fuck,” he grumbles and thrusts lazily inside you a couple more times before he comes to a halt and plops over you with his cock still inside you.

“That,” you say between pants and a dumbfounded smile. “Was so fucking good…I missed you.”

You feel Suguru smile against your flesh as he snuggles his face against the crook of your neck.

“My fingers weren’t enough, I should’ve taken you with me,” you add and drive your hands up to his neck as you slide your legs off his waist.

When you run your hands through his hair you pull off his bun and let his long dark hair drape down to cover your neck.

“Is that how much you missed me?” You ask, referring to your comment at the airport.

Suguru chuckles and shakes his head. “Not even close to showing you how much,” he lets you know, making you laugh and hug his head to press a kiss on the side of it.

“Mhm,” he hums in pleasure and returns a kiss to your neck, making chills go down your spine, and causing your smile to brighten.

“I love you,” you murmur and close your eyes to enjoy the intimacy of this calm moment.

“I love you too,” he doesn’t hesitate to return before he presses another kiss on your neck.

You wish could stay like this forever, here, with you holding him against you. Your naked bodies connected, and your attention only devoted to each other. You wish you could live in this silence where you can hear his breath steady, and feel his heartbeat against your flesh.

You want him and you to live in the joy you’re riding on after reuniting and after getting engaged. You want and wish but live through this current moment nonetheless so it doesn’t go to waste.

“I want two wedding dresses,” you break your silence and lift your hand off Suguru’s head to admire the emerald-cut diamond on the golden band around your finger. “A kimono for the ceremony and a gown for the reception. I don’t want a big reception, I don’t think either of us want one…right?”

“Mhm.”

You put your hand back on his head and gently massage his scalp with your nails as you continue. “So not a big gown, a tight-fitting one made of rich silk. And it has to be off the shoulder too, what do you think?” You ask for his opinion.

“Good,” Suguru simply mumbles, but you’re too excited by the plans you’ve already thought to notice he’s only partially listening.

“And I want a beach wedding,” you whisper excitedly. “But do you want it soon, or far out? I don’t want something big so we can do it soon.”

“Mhm.”

“So let’s plan for a winter beach wedding—”

“You get cold,” he cuts in.

You nod. “I know,” you agree. “But maybe we can get a place that overlooks the beach. And so we can see the stars! We can have a night wedding with a bunch of lights! Hm?”

“Mhm.”

You finally notice his short answers and pout, but you know how to reel him in so you play it cool. “And I’ll invite Yuki and Aoi. And the friends I made.”

Suguru shifts and lifts his head off your neck to meet your gaze with a squinted look. “What friends?” He probes.

You smirk. “My friends I made when I was traveling. Remember I told you about ‘em. We wouldn’t want a lonely wedding,” you say softly as you slide your hand down to his shoulder to gently rub it. “My friends can come and you can meet them,” you add, making Suguru squint his eyes further and nod slowly.

“All right…sure.”

You drop your smile and push him back, making his cock shift inside you and causing you both to react with a gasp.

“Careful,” he whispers. “Or I’ll have to fuck you again.”

You pout and argue. “You weren't paying attention to me. You’re getting married too.”

He shrugs and slowly pulls out, making your breath stagger as you feel empty and cold now.

“Suguru,” you whine.

Said man presses a kiss on your lips before he crawls back to lay his head on your chest as he falls back on top of you. “Don’t worry I’m not done with you yet,” he lets you know.

Your heart flutters at the thought, but you don’t comment on it, you wrap your arm around his neck and continue to massage his scalp to make him relax in the way you knew how.

“Whatever you want is fine by me,” he adds back to your previous conversation. “As long as I get to marry you.”

You smile softly and feel like you just melted over his touching words. You also feel like fucking him again because of what he said, but you don’t, you just smile like a love-struck idiot.

Then again you are one. And you couldn’t be happier because of it.

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*TWO MONTHS LATER*

The day had finally arrived. The happiest day of your life is today.

And happy it is, you couldn’t sleep a wink last night, you could barely eat over how anxious and ecstatic you are, and you keep pinching yourself here and there because you don’t want this to be some beautiful dream. All you want to do is already be down that white aisle holding Suguru’s hands and making your vows to each other. But you also want to wait and not get through this day so fast because you want it to last.

Yet after living through a couple of months worth of excitement as you planned the wedding, the day came and you also can’t help the sadness that completely overwhelms you.

At first, you barely felt it, it was like a dull pain mostly because there was so much to do in the morning, so much last minute touches to make. And with twin girls, it’s a bit trickier too, but as the day progressed that dullness began to sting, and the moment you began to get dressed in your beautiful and traditional white kimono for the ceremony, that pain dug its claws into you and turned that sting into a sharp aching pain.

And you’ve tried to fight against it, look at the bright side, but as you’re sitting here fixing your hair before heading out, that pain drags you down and you can’t help but be overwhelmed by such a torment that you can only mask because you don’t want the twins to see you be upset. And it all started because of one person that isn’t here.

Or maybe a few, but only one really mattered, and he’s not here…

“You’re doing it all wrong,” Nanako snaps at her sister. “Let me put it in.”

Mimiko huffs and pouts as Nanako takes over and carefully tucks a red hibiscus flower in your white-styled hair.

“Do you like it that way?” Nanako quieres and lifts the hand mirror so you can see how she placed the flower.

“I love it,” you assure her with the truth. “Thank you, bunny.” You offer her a smile, and she grins proudly.

Mimiko is still bothered that she didn’t get to place in the flower so you pick one off the vanity and turn to face her. “How about we all wear one?” You suggest sweetly.

Mimiko’s anger falls and a small smile tugs on her face before she turns so you can place the flower in her bun. Now you can’t do something on her and not do it on the other one so you pick up another flower, and without needing to be told, Nanako is already waiting, so you place the last hibiscus flower in her hair and then turn her around so they can both face you.

“Oh wow,” you gasp with a bright smile. “Now look at you. You both look beautiful.”

“You do too,” Mimiko redirects.

Your heart swoons and you can’t help but hug them tightly. “Thank you,” you tell them. “You girls did great.”

Nanako and Mimiko squeeze you back and you stay in their embrace for a moment longer before you pull back and face them. “Now,” you interject. “Why don’t you go put your shoes on, and get ready to take your places. We’ll start soon.”

“Okay, yeah!” Nanako exclaims and takes her sister's hand to run out of the room together.

And the moment the door closes behind them you slouch and drop the smile that was hurting your face to keep up.

This is supposed to be the happiest day, today is supposed to be a day you’ll never forget, yet all you can think about is who’s going to walk you down that aisle.

Usually, it’s not a tradition that’s followed here, but you always liked the idea, it’s a beautiful tradition that you dreamed of incorporating into your wedding, but you never actually imagined your father to do it, you wouldn’t want your father to walk you down anything. The only person you ever imagined to be with you in a moment like today; the only person you wanted to walk you down the aisle is Satoru, but he’s not here.

You’re alone. Suguru can’t be with you right now, the girls are young and don’t deserve your burdens, and your friends that did come aren’t Shoko or Nanami. The only other people who matter more than simple friends are Yuki and Todo, but he’s young too, and he’s not here because Yuki isn't here either. You’re alone.

You’re alone and all you want is your older brother. Which is stupid because you haven’t talked since he left you stranded in your family home. You’re still mad at him because of it, but all you want is for him to be here with you, you ache for him to be dressed up and waiting with you as you finish up so he can walk you out. But he’s not here. He doesn’t even know you’re getting married, and you’re so tempted to let him know.

It’d be super last minute, but he’d come wouldn't he?

Unless he really doesn’t care.

But he has to care right? He isn’t like your parents, he cares. Right? If you text him and let him know, ask him to come do you this one favor, he’d come, right?

It wouldn't hurt picking up your phone...

So you do just that and find his contact, but freeze before you can type a message, instead, you watch as salty tears fall over your phone's keyboard.

“Why would he care?” You think to yourself.

He didn’t care last year when he left you there knowing well how your parents are to you. That’s why he left, but—

Nevertheless, your train of thought is interrupted as a knock raps on the door, and you end up quickly wiping away your tears and closing your phone without even typing a word.

“Who is it?” You ask in case it’s Suguru.

“Yuki,” the woman announces, making you sigh with relief before you welcome her in.

“Come in.”

You pat away the tears and bend down to put your shoes on and hide your face as you hear her approach you.

“I thought you weren’t coming,” you greet her.

Yuki’s footsteps stop by your chair and you duck your face further down, knowing she will search for any kind of reaction you may have to tease you about it.

“Sorry, there were complications, my dress tore so I had to fix it and it took a while,” she explains. “But your favorite guest is here now and I’ve brought Aoi too.”

They’re both here after you thought they wouldn't be. After you thought you’d be alone, they’re here.

And that does nothing to help you calm down, more tears begin to flow before you can attempt to stop them.

It’s not easy to hide the fact, especially because it’s just the two of you so Yuki hears you right away and doesn’t hesitate to touch on it.

“Having cold feet?” She jokes, “there’s a big window here, I can just text Aoi, and we can bolt.”

You sniffle and try to keep yourself from sobbing, but when you sit up and face her, you can’t stop yourself from crying, causing her smile to fade away and her shoulders to tense.

“Thank you, for coming,” you whisper shakily. “I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t come,” you admit. “But…I don’t know if I can walk down there alone. I want my brother, Yuki. Why did he leave me? I know I wasn’t strong, and I know he didn’t really like the idea of Suguru and me together, but did that really mean he had to leave me? Was I that bad?” You ask with a vulnerability she’s seen so little of throughout your year together, so it leaves her a little stumped.

It’s not that she doesn’t know what to do or what to say, she may be a single child, but she has friends, she has you and Aoi, she knows how to comfort people. She likes to think she’s somewhat good at it. The thing here is that she doesn’t really know the reasoning behind Satoru leaving you behind in a house that only brought you pain when he wasn’t there, so she can’t give you the answer you’ve been seeking.

All she knows is that all your insecurities about yourself are wrong and that you don’t need your brother now.

“I don’t know why your brother left you behind,” Yuki breaks her short silence and walks over to the vanity to pull out tissues from the box. “I wish I could give you your answer, but,” she says sweetly and gives you the tissues to pick up makeup brushes and makeup off the surface.

“You don’t need him now,” she adds, making you blink in confusion and stare at her curiously. “I can walk you down that aisle. We’ll make a hot pair walking together, hm?”

You laugh softly and nod. “Yeah,” your voice quivers with lingering sadness, and with rising relief and joy to what Yuki just offered. “But you don’t have to do it because you feel bad…I can do it,” you sigh and blow your nose. “It was just a moment of weakness.” You force a laugh.

Yuki grabs another tissue and dabs on the tears that roll down the curve of your cheeks. “I would be honored,” she says, making you smile at her with admiration—“Plus I told you we’d look hot walking together.”

You giggle and nod. “Yeah, you’re right.”

Yuki shoots you a sweet smile and grabs your shoulders to straighten you out and apply a light touch of makeup over the tear stains that you made.

“Now, no more crying…unless you hear Geto say something nice. Which he better do or I’ll beat his ass,” she continues to comfort you. “And if you decide you want to run, shoot me a wink and I’ll grab Aoi and we’ll make a run for it.”

You scoff. “Fine, but why do you keep thinking I want to run away?” You ask.

Yuki shrugs. “It’s not that I think you will,” she says. “It's more like I’m letting you know you have options.”

You hum and offer her a small smile. “Well, all right then. Thanks.”

Yuki shoots you a wink and finishes applying makeup on your face so you can finally stand up and begin heading out to start the wedding.

“Ready?” She asks as you both stop by the door.

You let out a deep nervous breath and nod. “Yeah, yeah, I am. Could you let them know?”

Yuki nods and quickly steps out, letting you smooth out imaginary wrinkles on your kimono, and then focus on your shiny engagement ring one more time to think about Satoru.

Would he have been happy about today?

You like to think so. Even if he wasn’t convinced of who you’re marrying, he would have forced himself to be happy.

Right?

You like to think so. You make yourself believe so, so you can go through today without more sad tears.

No more tears, just smile, it’s a happy day. The best day. You get to marry your…greatest friend and the love of your life.

Smile.

The door slowly opens and Yuki slides in, and you greet her with a happy smile.

“They’re ready, are you?” She asks again.

You don’t hesitate to nod and face the door. Yet before you open it you turn and throw your arms around Yuki.

“Thank you,” you whisper. “Master…I’ll never forget what you did today. Thank you.”

Yuki hums and returns your embrace. “You know,” she adds. “You look beautiful. I’m sorry I didn’t say that before.”

You grin. “Thank you.”

“If he does anything, call me, I’ll be there and we can all jump him together,” she assures you, making you pull back and assure her.

“If it happens I got it under control.”

Yuki smirks. “That’s my girl.”

You share one last lingering smile before you both face the door and finally head out.

Yet no matter how prepared you thought you were, the moment you begin to walk down the stairs you feel like puking, and dig your nails into Yuki’s arm.

When you make it down and see the twins throwing petals toward Suguru, you feel bliss and that helps soothe your racing heart, yet as the soft wedding hymn gets louder as you get closer to Suguru, your chest hurts all over again because of how hard your heart is racing. And you actually begin to fear Suguru not being there.

For some reason that pops in your head even though you knew he wouldn't do such a thing. And it’s not until you reach the end of the white carpet and look up that all your worry and nervousness vanishes the moment you look into the dark brown eyes of the man you love.

There he stands in a traditional black kimono with half of his beautiful black hair in a bun, and the rest laying neatly behind him.

There he stands with an awe-struck smile on his face, and his eyes gleaming brightly against the delicate candlelight that decorates the room.

“Suguru,” you whisper happily.

Said man lifts his eyes off your traditional attire and his smile brightens when he meets your gaze.

“Y/N,” he whispers softly and steps forward to take your hand.

However, Yuki hesitates for a moment, looking at him up and down with beady eyes before she looks back at you with a smile and hands you to him, making you giggle when you feel his grip secure around your hand.

“You look,” he gasps. “Breathtakingly beautiful,” he confesses.

You grin and wonder why you were ever nervous. You’re more than happy to be holding his hand now.

“And you,” you interject. “Look amazingly handsome and beautiful.”

Suguru chuckles and lets out a deep breath before he glances down at the shrine you’re going to get married in front of. “You ready?” He makes sure to ask.

You nod right away as you hold his gaze. “I am.”

Suguru offers you one more smile before you turn and start your wedding traditions. And since it’s a mix of older traditions, and new wedding ways, once the ceremony starts in front of that shrine, it’s all longer.

Not like either of you actually noticed, you walked down that aisle and glanced at your friends who came, Todo sitting next to Yuki and the twins, Suguru’s friend Kong, and new friends he’s made, but besides that, when you make it to the end of that flower petaled carpet, all you focus on is Suguru.

And all he focuses on is you.

It’s like nothing besides either of you existed in the room. Everything besides the thousands of glimmering lights hanging from the ceiling, making you both glow like divine beings, washed out. At this very moment, only the both of you existed, you shared one breath, and one beating heart.

It’s a miracle that either of you could actually do anything besides look at each other, but you did it. You complete your traditions, such as drinking three cups of sake; the first one represents your past and gratitude to the ancestors, the second cup represents the present and the couple that you are now, while the third represents your future, your health, and your descendants.

Next would follow both of your parents drinking sake, but since neither of your parents are in attendance, the next part is your favorite; having the twins bring over the rings.

They could barely contain themselves all day just thinking about what they were going to do, it was so heartwarming, and it’s your favorite part so far.

“You’re both doing great,” Mimiko says with admiration to both Suguru and you.

Suguru grins. “Thank you, Mimiko,” he says and caresses their chins before they sit back down with huge smiles on their faces, letting you turn to each other and exchange your wedding bands.

Now what follows is an offering of a branch of a sacred tree, but first, there’s something else that you must do; your vows. And Suguru starts first with confidence.

“I’m just going to start by saying how beautiful you look, my darling,” he starts and tears already cloud your eyes. “I’m the luckiest man to ever exist to have you standing here before me.”

You beam at him, and he returns a sweet smile.

“Now,” he continues while he caresses the back of your hand with his thumb. “I know what everyone’s thinking, 18? That’s young. But even if there are a lot of things I’m unsure of, this is not one of them. I know with my entire heart, and my soul that this is what I’m meant to do, marry you. Today, here with everyone we’re close to. Not only because I love you, but because we’ve lived hard lives, lives that have taken a great deal, and I don’t want to go another day not being your husband and sharing my life with you, starting something beautiful with you, Mimiko, and Nanako.”

You cry and offer him a wobbly smile that makes Suguru laugh before he wipes away your tears.

“I love you, Y/N Gojo, thank you for being with me through my darkest times, for being my partner through it all, and for trusting me. I’m lucky to have you, I’m lucky to have you as my partner. I love you and I swear I will give you the world we so desire, the one I promised I’d give you.”

You grab his face and flash him a grin before you press your forehead against his out of joy you can’t contain.

“It’s my turn now, huh?” You ask rhetorically, but he still nods in agreement.

“Okay,” you breathe out and pull back, taking in a deep breath before you start with your vow. “This is gonna be hard but I can make it without crying,” you laugh nervously and sniffle. “Okay,” you sigh. “First thank you. My life has been difficult, I’ve been unwanted and left behind, but you, Suguru Geto have been with me through it all. You’ve saved me in every way that I could be saved. You are my hope through it all, and you are my world. I thank every god that exists and every star in the sky that you came into my life, and that I get to be loved by you. You are the best thing that’s happened to me, and I want you to know that if death wants to take me tomorrow, next month, or next year, at least now I can say I’ve lived, I’ve loved, and I’ve been loved by someone great. I love you with all my heart,” you finish saying, making him grin brightly at you before he pulls you in to rest his forehead against yours.

“I love you,” he whispers.

You brush your thumb over his bottom lip and say it back softly. “I love you too.”

“Now to conclude this ceremony,” the priest continues, making you pull away from each other, but not being able to pull your eyes away from each other, and only raising your eagerness to get this finished so you can kiss as if it’s something you haven’t ever done.

Which is why when the moment finally comes all the priest says is, “you may now kiss—” before you both close the gap and take each other in for the first deep and passionate kiss as husband and wife.

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A/N- The fact that neither of them described each other as their soulmate 😚

Tagged- @deniseabad1928 @secondary-character-25 @starlightanyaaa @notsaelty @d4rno @moonnime @kodzukein @yozora7154 @heijihattorisgf @elegantweirdorchest

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[cannedpickledpeaches]

Considering writing short side stories for Insert Your Name after the series ends. So far, it looks like it’ll be done by chapter 12. Some ideas include:

• Reader visiting land boot camp and watching Jade, Floyd, and Azul learn to walk

• Reader visiting the Mostro Lounge during the VDC

• Reader meeting the Leech parents for the first time (by accident and unknowingly) where Jade pointedly pretends not to notice his parents’ barely-concealed laughter

• Jade’s perspective of their first meeting (when he was extorted)

• Floyd’s perspective of Jade and Reader’s relationship after the end of the series

Lemme know if you’re interested in reading stuff like that! And if you’re curious about other parts of their past or future, don’t hesitate to send me an ask :)

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #jade leech #twst jade #jade leech x reader #twst x reader #multi chap fic #side stories

[collegetennisoriginstory]

Has the thought of an Emerson/Jacks side story ever popped up in your mind? I think a short lil IF of their romance would be really sweet and fun to play, almost like a DLC type addition to CTOS

I love this idea T.T

I'd love to do something like that, maybe how they first having feelings for each other, or them playing doubles, or a little "secret scene" after overall team hangouts.

I'll be focusing on the main CT:OS updates for now, but I would definitely love to do something like that either after Pt. 2 or as a side project for Ko-fi etc. I'll give it some thought!

#college tennis: origin story #ct:os #if #interactive fiction #asks #jacks #emerson #Jacks/Emerson #Jamerson? Or did we decide on a different ship name #side stories

[leoneliterary]

Hi! It’s totally ok to ignore this but I was wondering if there could be more side stories in your Patreon with some of the side characters 👉👈

Specifically, I was really curious on how Amatus got Yusra (and Asli) as cooks for the guild! I’m also especially curious on how she reacted to seeing our MC again after everything haha

Personally, my MC has basically already mentally adopted the two as family! I headcanon that when my MC met Asli again they’d conclude that if anything happens to her then they’ll kill everyone in the room and then themselves.

Oh my goodness, of course!

I can have those out to you by tomorrow, as a matter of fact because I have something similar in my drafts!

(Side note: If any of y'all want certain characters or stories for the Patreon, please let me know so that I can fill it with stuff y'all actually want!)

Yusra and Asfia are such cool characters to me, so I'm glad you like them as much as I do and there will be more chances for you to interact with them in the future! Now I'll get on writing those side stories.

#interactive fiction #honor amongst thieves #if wip #game development #interactive novel #worldbuilding #hat if #side stories #side characters #Yusra #Asfia #Amatus

[meroif]

Nathaniel sighs, one corner of his lips curling up minutely. “You’re thinking too hard.” / “Says you.” / The breath he huffs suspiciously sounds like laughter, contained. It distracts you. As he rolls his eyes at you, again all you see is affection. It pleases you to be proven correct, heart stuttering from the way he leans over, balancing himself with a hand on the back of the armchair. His blue eyes of burning fire. You stare at each other for what feels like forever, his breath warm on your lips. He waits, longer than you’re able to resist, because of course he does.

Read Nathaniel's Winter Side Story here, and here. 📖

(While the excerpt above uses he/him pronouns, the story comes in two separate versions, one for each of Nat's set of pronouns.)

Nat's side story is finally here! I think I'm even more nervous about it than I was with the previous one. I might have accidentally made them really good at flirting, I apologize.

As always, I'd love to hear your thoughts, send all the messages in a bottle my way. Thank you for your support 🤍 I couldn't do this without you.

#ahundredyearsofsleepif #ahysif #interactive fiction #interactive novel #choice of games #interactive game #twine game #twine if #twine wip #if wip #if game #romance #side stories #nathaniel (ahys) #itch.io #patreon

[thereaperwatchesme]

Release!

The Mars Side Story is now released to the public!

Warnings: The story is short in nature, and the content is NSFW. Play at your own discretion.

Play it here!

#the reaper watches me #supernatural #interactive fiction #if #mars #side story #side stories

[ramonag-if]

Patreon Side Stories (March 2024) - Crown of Exile

Hello everyone! The side stories featuring RO perspectives are now ready to read for Patrons and feature events of early Chapter 9. If you're interested in learning more about the characters, consider supporting me on Patreon to get side stories featuring the perspectives of the ROs and the MC's family.

For more information about the side stories, check out the excerpts below!

An Unwanted Reunion is a Zikar side story available for Cyre Tier Patrons and up.

Excerpt: Zikar had decided he loathed the sea. The never-ending taste of salt, the swaying of the barge and knowing there was nowhere to escape from Nisaba’s constant wailing had left Zikar grateful for the sight of land. He dared not show any excitement at the thought of seeing his cousin again. After all, Baba was still grieving and Ama could only speak about her life in Ishari before the war. The docks came into view and Zikar let out a breath. He was sore and the familiar prickle in the back of his eyes told him that it was only a matter of time before his exhaustion was forgotten in favour of his sorrow, but for a moment, he allowed himself to imagine a life where he was not still mourning his mother. “Zikar, come and help. You will have time to explore the city later.” It was Ama. Zikar made a face before reluctantly joining the frail woman. She had lost weight since his mother had died and a pang of guilt twisted in his gut. Everyone was exhausted. His father was almost silent on most days, busying himself with Nisaba and Ama refused to allow herself to cry. Zikar’s inspection of his grandmother was interrupted as he was passed a crate with their meagre belongings. Ama had sold off the supplies that would not have lasted and the aunties from the street had promised to take care of the shop and house in Aspal. All that was left were a few sets of clothes, knitted blankets for Nisaba and some of his mother’s jewellery that his father could not part with.

A King's Decision is a Prince Irus side story available for Cyre Tier Patrons and up.

Excerpt: The unpleasant stab of guilt made Irus swallow a shuddering breath. He knew far too well what had to be done to secure his throne for seeking alliances was the only way he would ever defeat his uncle. His blue eyes shifted to the back of Ellie’s head. She was walking ahead of him, her voice low as she spoke in fervent whispers to Sir Oren. Vinia was under the threat of his uncle and the Blood Guard. It was a stark reminder of the precarious situation Irus found himself in, torn between throwing away his goals in favour of helping Ellie and ignoring the plight of Vinia because he knew that his duties demanded it of him. But the decision had already been made. It had been made when Irus sat in the small chamber, listening to Lord Redall and the High Priestess speak. He knew it when he saw your family outside in the courtyard. There was no escaping the Blood Guard or his uncle and the only way to defeat the threat of more bloodshed was through an alliance with the same people who nearly killed him at sea. A breath left Irus and he rubbed his face, suddenly tired and aching. He wanted nothing more than to find a cot where he could sleep for an eternity. Not for the first time, Irus cursed at his father for bestowing this fate upon him. Being named an heir had only taken him away from the life that once was easy. There had been no threats then, no bloodshed and certainly no writhing guilt.

The Pull of the Tides is an Anu side story. It is available to Vinia and Ishari Tier Patrons.

Excerpt: Anu knew that the war was soon upon her. She could taste in the air, the nervousness that cloyed at the priestesses and hushed the warriors. Returning to Urur was familiar and strange. She breathed in the familiar scents and listened to the voices she knew so well and yet, nothing could have prepared Anu for the unease that slowly began to form in her gut. She had never left Ishari before, not for the war and not out of curiosity. Everything and everyone she had ever loved was in Ishari. But as she gazed at the sea, her strides faltered and she found herself gripped with a sense of panic. She had seen much beyond the borders of Urur and despite her great dislike for Dena and the pomp of the nobles in the Southern Islands, Anu could not deny that venturing from home had been a welcome reprieve. “You have been quiet since your return.” Anu’s grey eyes lifted from the sea and she turned towards Sargon. The retired warrior watched her with an all too knowing look, sending a sliver of embarrassment through Anu. She shook her head, feeling the uneven strands of her hair curling against her shoulders. A frown tugged at her mouth. How long had it been since she cut her hair?

A Queen's Indecision is a Queen Elora side story available for Ishari Tier Patrons.

Excerpt: The saccharine honey in Elora’s tea could not hide the bitterness that lingered in the back of her throat. Her fingers tightened around the clay of her cup as she stared at the missive before her. Redall had brought back even more worrying news from her mother and Elora was beginning to think that leaving Vinia had been a grave mistake. A kingdom could not function without its queen. Without Elora, the courtiers and nobles had fallen into a bickering group. It would not take too long for half of them to be swayed to Virion’s cause and the other to abandon Elora in favour of protecting themselves. A frown pulled at the corners of her lips and she reached out to massage her temple. Leaving Ishari meant that she could not accompany Iri to the Nomad Tribes. It meant that she would have to find a way to eradicate the threat of the Blood Guard in Vinia without compromising the safety of her people. A sigh escaped Elora and she turned away from the elegant writing of her mother’s letter. “Have you decided then?”

The Promise of Love is a Sir Oren side story available for Ishari Tier Patrons.

Excerpt: Oren paced along the courtyard. His boots were heavy, causing the shift of sand beneath them to shift and hiss with each step he took. Above him, the stars mocked him, for they seemed perfect despite the tension in the air. Grunting, Oren rubbed his eyes and stared at the faint glimmer of the lanterns near the docks. Redall’s barge sat proudly and beside it was Her Majesty’s warship. Going into battle meant that there would be little time to prepare. The journey to Vinia would take at least a fortnight if the seas were agreeable and the winds allowed them a swift pace. For weeks since the Blood Guard arrived in the banquet, Oren had found himself training until his palms were rough with callouses and his shoulders trembled with fatigue. He could not let the Blood Guard destroy Vinia, not where his family lived and not where innocents could be harmed. The decision that Her Majesty had taken was the right one, but Oren could not deny the thought of leaving without you left a sour taste in the back of his mouth. He had his duties to his queen and you had chosen to follow His Highness. “You look worried, Oren,” Redall remarked as he joined the captain. “I do not think I have ever seen you this agitated before.”

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Spoilers for arc 7 side story “Brotherhood of Pleiades - Part 4”

SUBARU X CECILUS DYNAMIC IS SO CUTE???? WHAT THE HELL

Even if ceci is a brat sometimes (more like all the time) it’s so fun to see the results of his unpredictable behavior, like wdym in his attempt to test subaru’s resolve he somehow ends up helping establish Pleiades battalion identity as a group and unlock cor leonis?? It’s so good to see those two chaotic creatures managing to surprise each other

ALSO THE PINKY PROMISE SCENE IS TOO WHOLESOME

They’re so ridiculous and silly like you guys are in a middle of a war be fr

YEAH HE IS A GODDAMN IDIOT AND SO ARE YOU😭

#ppl sleeping on these two #anyway pls take the time to read the side stories they’re amazing 😭 #pls vollachia arc never end #web novel #side stories #cecilus segmunt #natuski subaru #arc 7 spoilers #re:zero

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Michel and Morgana celebrating christmas, from the side stories.

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