Chapter 11 of TPiaG: Body Swap AU
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@sincerely-sofie Something, Something, the character that feels the loneliest finally gets another chapter from her pov on the loneliest chapter. number 11.
Twig wakes up.
Twig's eyes slowly opened as the late morning sun filtered in through her window.
She tried to take a breath and felt pain all across her chest. A Migraine pounded through her head.
Twig lifted her arm to try and block out the light.
A sharp pain shot through it.
She looked down at it.
Why is it wrapped in bandages?
Twig stared at her arm as her eyes slowly widened in horror.
He was in a hospital.
The scattered memories of what had happened last night started to return to her.
Her stomach growled in hunger.
A claw cut into her chest.
Her heart pumped blood through her ears.
An energy ball flew towards her.
She smacked her lips, her mouth dry as a desert.
The glint of a leaf blade, inches from her face.
Fire.
Fire.
Twig couldn't will her body to move as she stared at the roaring flames.
The few shadows on the wall danced in mockery of her.
They were walking closer to her.
She could hear footsteps approaching.
Her heart was in her throat.
A cold panic rushed through her veins. She screamed at her body to move as the footsteps got closer.
In the side of her vision, a silhouette appeared behind the curtain leading to her room.
She's going to die.
She tried to blink. She couldn't.
Tears started to form.
She can't move.
Grovyle started to move the curtains.
"Oh! You're awake!" A voice exclaimed.
An Audino stepped forward through the entryway and blew out the tiny, dying candle's flame that Twig had been staring at. Her eyes snapped to the nurse.
She wore a white apron and wore a small hat atop of her head. Bags lay under her eyes.
The Audino's expression instantly became concerned. "Are you okay?" She asked.
Tears were falling down Twig's cheeks.
"Uh. Yeah." She muttered.
Audino tilted her head and put one of the feelers on her head, up to the side of Twig's chest.
"It's okay." She said, turning her head to look at her. "You're safe now. Just take deep breaths."
Twig listened to the nurse. She managed to calm down over the course of a few minutes.
"There you go. I will go and get you some painkillers and food, okay? Stay in bed please.
Twig nodded and the Audino left the room at a brisk pace.
Leaving her alone again.
Twig exhaled and stared at the ceiling.
Where was Kip?
If she was in the hospital, then Kip would have stayed with her.
Twig lifted her uninjured hand and stared at it.
At Darkrai's hand.
Twig's heart sped back up as she heard footsteps again approaching her room.
The Audino turned past the corner mid yawn. Pushing a cart with a delicious looking meal, some water and a few other things Twig didn't care for.
Twig gratefully accepted the tray of food and began eating.
"So..." Twig began after some time, having just swallowed a bite. "How long was I out?"
The nurse finished another yawn. "Nine days."
Twig swallowed another bite, faster than she probably should have. "Was I really down for that long?" She muttered, taking a sip of her water.
Audino nodded.
Twig sighed and rested her palm on her forehead as Audino gathered her dishes.
"May I see your arm?"
Twig started moving her arm to her, before realizing she probably meant her injured arm. Quickly correcting her mistake.
"Oh! Careful!" She quietly exclaimed. "You don't want to move too quickly! Those stitches are delicate."
Twig muttered an apology as Audino unraveled the bandages around her arm.
Three thin cuts run down the entire length of her forearm. Held together with stitches.
The image of a green claw dripping with blood flashed into her mind.
Audino gently rubbed a gauze across her injuries. The cool gel stinging before the pain got much more dull.
Twig watched her in silence as she gently wrapped the arm up in bandages again. Interrupted several times by Audino stopping to yawn.
Twig thanked her. Resting her arm at her side.
"We're not quite done yet." She gently responded. "I still need to replace the bandages on your chest."
Twig sighed as Audino helped her move her body into an upright position. Her heart pounding whenever Audino's hand touched her back.
She didn't know why.
Twig kept her eyes fixed forward during the process of replacing her bandages. Not wanting to see just how badly Grovyle hurt her.
Why did he do this to her?
A cold terror washed over Twig as she pondered these thoughts while Audino finished wrapping her midsection.
Dusknoir.
The passage of time opened, and Twig never saw who came out.
Dusknoir killed Grovyle and possessed him. Or he tricked Grovyle into thinking she was the enemy. Or he convinced him into betraying her.
They both already tried to kill her once. And Dusknoir already betrayed her.
Why wouldn't Grovyle find that common ground to stand on?
And Kip went out to defend her.
She didn't see him again.
He's not here in the hospital.
Dusknoir killed Kip.
Twig felt tears of inexpressible sorrow and incomparable wrath fill her eyes.
She's going to kill him.
She's not the same, weak charmander she used to be.
She's strong enough to finally fight back.
Audino pulled back and started to ask if Twig was okay, before being interrupted by another yawn.
Twig wiped away the tears in her eyes.
"I'm fine. Are you okay?" She asked the nurse.
"Oh! Yeah I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well last night. Kept waking up from nightmares."
Twig's entire body became stiff as a board.
She used her uninjured arm to feel her chest.
The pendant was gone.
"Are you okay? Do you need me to bring you anything?" Audino asked.
Twig's eyes snapped to the nurse and then looked away. "Yeah. Sorry about your nightmares." Twig said, attempting to keep an even tone.
Audino smiled at her. "Thank you. It's not your fault though."
Twig watched her in silence as Audino gathered her dishes, again asked if she needed anything and then left the room.
Twig listened as her footsteps became quieter.
She didn't have the pendant.
She was in a hospital. Surrounded by patients that are trying to recover from injuries and sicknesses.
She's giving all of them nightmares.
She is a plague that brings suffering wherever she goes.
This is her punishment for burning all of those people alive.
She deserves to live in this body.
Being a Charmander was too good for her.
Twig tore the blankets off of her and moved to the window.
Twig hesitated after opening it.
She should probably try not to freak the hospital staff out.
Twig searched for a paper pad and a pencil, both of which were gratefully inside the nightstand the bell sat on top of.
Twig wrote a note in shaky handwriting, saying that she is okay, and that her stitches are fully healed and that she's just going on a walk and she'll be back for her checkup.
All of which are lies, but it's an attempt.
Twig moved back to the window. It's too small for her to fit through.
Twig remembered that she can get pretty small actually.
Twig did that weird thing where she sticks her hand into her shadow, the rest of her body following suit.
It's such a weird feeling to describe.
It's like her body becomes muffled. Like talking into a pillow. Not her surroundings, she can hear just fine, and she can see everything, albiet a little darker... It's like her body has become the sound an outside observer hears when someone talks into something to muffle their voice.
Twig rushed out of the hospital in her 'shadow form' and into the forest.
Once she felt that she was far enough away, she rose from the ground.
Twig slowly glided along the trail. Hoping that it will eventually lead back to her house so she can find the pendant. Her eyes locked to the ground. Her thoughts swirled around, wondering just why.
Why was she such an awful person?
Why did Dialga ever bring her back?
Why did Kip ever associate with her?
Why didn't she die when Dusknoir attacked her?
Why did she write the note in English?
Why did Grovyle betray her?
Why was she-
Twig stopped in the middle of the trail. Staring at the ground for several seconds. She pinched the space between her eyes.
"Aw shoot." She said aloud.
Of course she tried to write a note and couldn't.
How did she even miss that!?
She can't even read most footprint runes!
Ugh! Now she's gonna be sending people into a panic and she won't even be there!
Wait, why did she even think leaving a note would work!? Of course they would still be concerned about her! She nearly died over a week ago! Theres no reason why-
"Twig?" A deep voice asked from in front of her.
Twig's head shot upwards.
Her blood ran cold.
It was him.
She might be near to his eye level now, but she felt like he towered over her still.
"D- Dusknoir." She stuttered.
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girlies im doing it
strap in for
Thomas Hewitt x age regressor!reader
WARNING: reader's little age is around 1-8 yrs old and okay with physical touch. GN reader, no mentions of what the reader's appearance is. Use of strong language, and use of the terms daddy, dada and papa. May not be appropriate to read while age regressing!
((this is my first time ever writing a hc drabble, sorry for all the mistakes aaaaakqksksk!!!!!))
BIG on the daddy/papa/dada stuff. will die. will melt. will blush and, most importantly, will do anything for you as long as you call him any of the above
You got this man wraped around your little finger
You were already the most precious thing in his life but after he found out you had this softer, more innocent side that was even more dependent on him??? you're the purest, most angelic thing ON EARTH to him now and he will do ANYTHING to keep you safe
Tbh he doesn't really understand what's going on, even if you explain it to him. He knows its something very far away from any kind of sexual stuff, this much he gets, and isnt bothered at all by the whole thing; he understands its something completely harmless that makes you both happy
Tommy boy is ye old Provider™️, sometimes to his own detriment
It makes it hard for him to throughly discipline you cus 1) he doesn't wanna make you upset, and 2) he doesn't understand that boundary setting goes both ways, and that he is allowed to have his own boundaries respected
This often leads to him trying to juggle between his responsibilities around the house, his own basic needs and taking care of you
As kids do, you'll end up testing his limits and he won't ever tell you "no", which can lead him to feel a little upset (not mad!!) over something you did
Picture Tommy grumpy all day long cus you bit his finger a little too hard
You'll have to talk to him about this when you're out of your headspace, about what kinds of things he doesn't want you to do and what kinds of things you're okay with him doing to enforce boundaries
You'll have to give him lots and lots of reassurance about his caregiving
Will freakout if you cry. In the TCM 2006 universe he hasnt been frequently around super small children, as far as I know, so he doesn't know that little kids cry that much about things that are so??? nonsensical???? sometimes
'Why are they crying about the cockroach I stepped on??????'
He'll spoil you as a result of his adoration for you, his permissive-leaning style of caregiving and his inexperience with children
Expect lots of hand-sewn gifts. You'll have all the plushies and clothes in the world if it the depends on this man
Expect also all the cuddles, kisses, head scritches, hand holding, all the nine yards of our big boy's biggest love language: physical touch.
He is going to be really gentle, even after you reassure him that he wont hurt you cus ur not made of porcelain, cus he is kinda terrified of scaring you shitless again and making you fear him. It tackles into his abandonment issues
But honestly? There's very few things in his life that make him feel so...fulfilled, and the biggest one is being your caregiver
A provider at heart, as I said earlier, Tommy loves the feeling of taking care of the people he loves and making sure they have everything they could possibly need. It makes him feel important to be relied on, and to be the person people come to when they need help. Makes him feel needed, valued, appreciated
So imagine what your little babbles and love declarations do to this poor man's heart
Nothing in the world compares to when you come crying to his open arms saying "I missed you, papa..."
Or when you tell him he's the "bestest most handsomest daddy in the whoooooooleeee wooooorrrrldddd"
Or even better, when you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his front, tightly, when he picks you up
He swears to God one day you're gonna make his heart explode
How in hell did he manage to find a baby so pure, so innocent, so goddamn tiny at heart like you??? how??? what did he do to deserve you???
He LOVES coming to your little makeshift bedroom in the basement to hang out after a hard day of chopping, killing, and chasing people all around town
He won't ever greet you with his bloody apron on, doing his best to present himself as clean as possible in case its "baby hours" as he calls your regression
You're not really allowed to go anywhere without him or Luda Mae, so you end up missing him a lot (and sometimes having meltdowns, all by yourself :(( ) and being extra clingy when he eventually shows up
He made you a little doll of himself, using an old dress shirt he was gonna give to his mom to use as a rag, and it smells just like him, which comforts and calms you down a little till he comes back
The softest, most caring and wholesome cg ever, thats all
Thats it for today aaaaaa!! I think ill eventually post a follow up for this cus its late, Im sleepy and this man makes me so so so so happy I cant even😭😭😭
Thanks for reading!!
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oh girl jealous!reader in the kook trio is EVERYTHING i neeed more of her !! she wont be afraid to use jj as her weapon lol and when rafe confronts her shes just nonchalant too like “what do u mean? dont u have a girlfriend to worry about?”
RRRAAAAHHHH I LIVE FOR PETTY READER 🦅🦅
"why the fuck were you talkin' to that fuckin' pogue?" rafe asks, and you push your sunglasses up.
he's still in his golf clothes, clearly having stormed down from the course to find you by the outdoor tables, reading your book after having just sent jj another text.
if rafe wanted to play this game, you knew how to hit him where it hurt. you resist the urge to roll your eyes, setting down your book flat on the table next to your drink, the reason you'd even come out here.
"language, rafe. there's a toddler right over there."
"i don't fuckin' care. why the fuck were-"
"i talking to that pogue? yeah, i heard you the first time." you pick up your lemonade, taking another sip. "it's not really your business."
you look up at your best friend, as angry as you've ever seen him. you hold back a smirk since your plan worked.
"i got fuckin' top tellin' me he saw you at the beach with maybank? are you fuckin' joking?"
"top has a big mouth. he should have kept it shut."
telling topper you were sensing a spark between you and jj had been the smartest thing you'd done this entire time you'd been pursuing rafe. you knew he'd go run and tell rafe the second he saw you and the blond pogue boy walking around town together.
"kid, i swear to fuckin' god, if you go near that pogue again-"
"why do you care? don't you have your own girlfriend to worry about?" rafe looks a little dumbfounded—mission accomplished. "that's what i thought. so you worry about her, and i'll worry about jayj, okay? nice talking, rafe. see you on the course."
you take your book and walk away, leaving rafe standing behind you. your phone buzzes with a text from jj.
jayj: u free tonight?
you text back yes before you can think twice about it.
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