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amour393 · 1 year

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it's thinking about early season wu hours

(This??? Got long???? Not a fic but also kind of?????)

I think wu gets a lot of crap he doesn't deserve. If you think of what the pilots and first couple seasons are like from wu's perspective, it's actually heartbreaking like every other part of this show

so, you got Wu. Wu, who met someone who was like a son to him, who he led down the wrong path, who he failed, and he never sees him again, left to grieve in solitude as Ninjago needs him once more

Wu, who has only ever loved one woman. She is beautiful, bright and sharp and is the only one he knows can rival him on and off the battlefield.

But his brother loves her too. For good reason, but it hurts. It hurts because his brother is only like this because of him, it's his own fault and they all know it, but despite the venom Garmadon refuses to say it. Even corrupted, Garmadon loves with his whole heart.

It only makes sense that Misako chooses him.

It stings, but Wu smiles for her, and for his brother, and years later he'll smile for their son.

Wu, who fights a war and is betrayed. Who has to scrap together another team, and risks two of his best friends in the process. They barely win, and Wu knows it's not a permanent victory. The knowledge weighs him down.

Wu, who is holding on to the threads of his relationship with his brother with the strongest grip he's got, who is careful, oh so careful not to let those strands snap, and then they do, and his brother falls, cursing him all the way.

Wu is heartbroken. He's lost Morro, he's lost his love, and now he's lost his brother.

Buried in his grief, in his shame, in his guilt, Wu lets autopilot take over. He hides the weapons. He does what he can. He goes to one of the only people left that he can trust, places a tremendous burden on him, and leaves. He can't take the risk of visiting his friends more now that they have the map, and he's putting them in enough danger as it is

Years later, after learning of their two kids, news from his friends go silent, and Wu figures it's for the best. He trusts his friends. Something must have happened, they need Wu to stay away. So he does.

He learns he has a nephew. A nephew whose father is in the Underworld because of Wu, it's his fault Lloyd won't grow up with his dad, and it's a shame because he always knew, venom or not, Garmadon would be the greatest father.

His nephew's mother, Wu's old love, disappears. Wu doesn't know where she went. He doesn't know why. He doesn't know if her son is with her or not and he doesn't know where to even start looking.

He's not entirely sure he should.

Wu loses contact with many of his old friends. First Ray and Maya, and then the Master of Lightning stops contacting him, and Wu is left to wonder why.

The Master of Ice passes, and Wu grieves alone.

Then Lilly is next, a good friend full of hope and joy, gone, passing like a distant earthquake.

It's then that Wu decides enough his enough. It's time to reach out, so Wu steels himself and returns to the field.

He first finds Lilly's son, who he'd heard many storied about. The boy who stands before him resembles Lilly in a way that hurts more than a little, his dark eyes and smile mirroring hers. He looks nothing like Lilly described, though, the smile she swears- swore- he always wore gone, as if he'd never smiled before. Grief weighs on him, different from the way it pulls Wu down, but perhaps stronger for it.

Cole joins him, and Wu wonders if he's making a terrible mistake. If Lilly would hate him for it.

Just add another name to the list, then.

Next he goes for the Master of Lightning, a kid he knows nothing about. When he finds the boy, the resemblance to his mother is striking, bright blue eyes and a spirit that moves faster than lightning. Wu wonders if he'll ever know what happened to his mother. He wonders if the kid will ever know, either.

Like his mother, Jay is always on the move, eager for adventure, and after his parents' blessings (parents who are not Libber, not Wu's friend), Jay joins the group, bonding with Cole in an astonishingly short amount of time.

He finds the new Master of Ice, too, though is surprised to find that he remembers nothing of his father, or of the strange visitor that changed his life. Zane joins him quickly.

And then there's just one more.

Like the others, Wu goes to recruit the new elemental master alone. His stomach turns as he approaches, nervous and excited at once.

And then he hears the words in the shop.

"If father were still here-"

The voice is so much like Maya's that Wu has to stop, and the sharp, fiery one sounds so much like Ray. But Wu knows in his heart that it's not them.

He's gone. Ray is gone. Maya must be too, or she would have told him. A million questions run through his head. How- where did they- when-

How long have their kids been alone?

But this time, Wu doesn't have time to grieve.

The banter he easily fell into with his father is not mirrored in the son, Kai's words sharp, hardened by the fire of an unfair world.

He looks so much like his father.

Nya, too, he sees immediately. They both resemble their parents, their eyes smart like Maya's but kind like Ray's. Kai's hair is every bit as wild as Ray's was in his youth, Nya's posture strikingly similar to her mother even in her young age.

The fire in Kai is obvious. Nya's path is less clear, which is to be expected of someone so young (both of them are young- they all are- by his Father, what is Wu doing-).

Nya is taken less then ten minutes later, by agents of his brother, and Wu doesn't think about what her parents would do if-

If they knew. If they were here.

But they get her back, and the five kids bond remarkably quickly. Jay falls for Nya rather quickly, and Wu wonders if they'll ever know how close their mothers used to be.

Weeks pass. His brother is nowhere to be seen, and Wu lies awake at night thinking about the moment he returns. His students are rather unvigilant, but Wu isn't too worried-

That is, until they get the distress call, until the Serpentine are released, until Wu learns who did it.

His nephew. Lloyd. The son of his brother and his love. On the streets, worn black hoodie loose over his thin frame. He tries so much to be like his father.

Wu's the only one who knows how little his father wanted that.

Lloyd eludes them, again and again, until finally they manage to snag him from the grip of that cursed Anacondrai, and Lloyd is with family once again.

Whether he likes it or not.

His students don't like that he's there, but they- they don't understand. They don't see the traces of his parents. Misako's eyes. Garmadon's wild, joyful grin.

The kid tries to be like his father. It hurts Wu more than he'd ever admit.

Eventually, Lloyd doesn't seem to hate Wu or his students. He tries to help, in his own little ways.

A servant's heart, like his father.

Sometimes he follows Wu around like a shadow, asking questions, eager to learn.

...And a curious one, like his mother.

Sometimes he follows Kai around, and it's hard not to see the similarities to their parents.

Ray was Garmadon's friend, too.

The day Lloyd is taken, the guilt finally overtakes Wu.

He manages to offer some semblance of instruction to his students before leaving, and Wu forces himself to face his brother.

The look in his brother's eyes when he hears the news of his son breaks Wu's heart all over again.

(Because it wasn't supposed to be like this. Garmadon was supposed to be happy and warm and Lloyd wasn't supposed to wonder why he'd been abandoned-)

Kai's the only one who hasn't unlocked his true potential yet, and in a moment of fear, Wu says something he regrets.

"Perhaps it would be best if you did not reach you true potential, or someone could get hurt."

The betrayal in Kai's eyes mirrors Morro's in such a perfect way that Wu leaves in a hurry, pain rising in his chest and twisting his stomach.

He's scared. He won't tell his students, because they need a leader, but he's scared.

Scared that Kai is the green ninja.

Or worse, scared that he isn't.

The parallels between Kai and Morro are easy to see, like the wind that fans a flame high into the sky.

Morro had transformed from the kind boy Wu loved, like a gentle summer breeze, warm and comforting, into a winter storm, cold and stinging and hurt.

He worried the same for Kai. Kai has two fires inside, Wu knows it.

There's the campfire, warm and welcoming and valuing family above all else.

And there's a forest fire, that burns down all in it's path because it's angry.

Kai's got a little bit of both, like his father, but Wu worries that the latter will spiral out of his control, and it'll be another student lost because of Wu's mistake.

He hadn't thought that losing Kai was an option.

The volcano erupts. Garmadon screams. Nya's gasp is strangled, denial lacing her voice as she whispers her brother's name.

Wu nearly falls to his knees.

Kai is gone. Ray and Maya's son is gone. Kai- energetic and passionate and caring and welcoming and warm- extinguished like the flame of a match.

And so is Lloyd.

Lloyd, eyes bright and trusting in Wu, in Kai, in his father. With a future ahead of him, one full of hope and good.

Jay, uncharacteristically quiet, gasps suddenly, and a flicker of hope burns in Wu's chest.

Kai lands on the Bounty with Lloyd in his arms, smile bright and radiating heat, before the energy needed for his true potential burns out and he promptly passes out.

It's not too long after that they're gathered in the control room, and there's something about the way Kai is looking at Lloyd that makes Wu nervous.

Kai reveals his experience, and the Golden Weapons confirm.

Wu's heart sinks.

It's Lloyd.

It's been Lloyd all along.

He has no doubt that Lloyd will be an excellent green ninja, strong and wise and good, once he's old enough.

Which is, to say, Garmadon doesn't stand a chance.

There's resignation written on his brother's face, and a bit of pride, too, Wu thinks. Garmadon is proud, of course he is, but Wu knows his brother too well to not notice the sadness deep in his eyes.

Lloyd, for his part, doesn't seem to notice what this means, for all he's listened to the others bickering over who the Chosen One is.

Wu doesn't want to be the one to tell him, but Garmadon doesn't deserve to. Wu's done enough, this is the least he can do.

"That means..." Garmadon says- starts to say. Lloyd looks so confused, staring at his father with wide red eyes.

"The battle lines have been drawn, brother. Sadly, our family has only become more divided. Brother versus brother, and now..." Wu's eyes flick to Lloyd in sympathy. "...son versus father."

Lloyd still doesn't seem to get it, and Wu can't bear to look him or his brother in the eyes.

Their family is being torn apart once again, and Wu's the only one to blame.

#THIS WAS SO MUCH LONGER THAN INTENDED #IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE AN ANALYSIS POST AND THIS IS JUST WU ANGST NOW #wu 😭😭😭#im sorry your life is so messed up 😭😭#i think hes doing great personally #he didnt have a lot to work with #and if you think about it homie has at least as much trauma as the others #im sorry i love wu #ninjago #my fic #kind of my fic anyway #ninjago wu #wu ninjago #master wu #ns1 #ninjago pilots #analysis #headcanons kind of???? roll with it mkay #OK IM DONE

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weafurry · 4 months

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YAYY YIPPEE HII/silly

(Sorry I didn't get to this till now it was late when I saw the ask and I didn't wanna answer it while I was half asleep. Also apparently tumblr doesn't let you edit asks anymore?? )

Leaving this under a cut tho cuz I know this shit will get LONG

ANYWAYS. The. Big one related to that™ post came from a combination of me wondering how the FUCK Cedric got the yellow phosphor needed to rebuild proto + consequences of the revival of characters my beloved

And uh. Yea any yellow phosphor he does end up getting his hands on I. DOUBT WOULD BE ENOUGH.

So uh. Proto being rebuilt with less yellow phosphor then is probably even remotely adviseable and that causing a whole ton of issues™ . And Cedric not even knowing cuz of the whole just. Scanning the blueprints in.

Also this is proto we're talking about here. There's no fucking way he'd tell anyone until shit got BAD.

LEMME JUST. Screenshots from when I was brainrotting over this in my first OneShot fixation

And yea. The author probably would have had yellow phosphor stored in the lab somewhere just incase. (Esp with the head canon that. Proto predicted his own death a long time ago cuz. Prophet moment. And. Told the author and the prophet but never cedric and rue cuz everytime he went to he would get another vision of them trying to intervene and things only going worse)

BUT. since I want my angst goddammit. That part of the lab collapsed first and while Cedric was abled to salvage some yellow phosphor it ends up not being enough.

BUT LIKE. YEA. the way I always imagined Cedric and Rue actually finding out is. One of those moments where a bunch of errors and shit happens . Happens when him Cedric and Rue are walking in the refuge. And this one's bad enough that he can't just metaphorically grit his teeth through it like the other times this has happened in public. Once it's over Cedric and Rue are reasonably extremely concerned and. Fuckin rush him to the lab to try and see if there something they can do to fix this.

AND UH. That segways into another little detail of this headcanon. BECAUSE. he let this go on for so long with the damage all the errors and malfunctions overtime have caused. It probably would just be better to rebuild him and reuse the yellow phosphor they already have. BUT UH. since the situation around him being rebuilt made it so stressful the first time around, he. REALLY doesn't wanna do that again. I have. Such a vivid idea of a scene in my head for that. They're like. Talking with kip. And shes like halfway through saying the word rebuild and. She doesn't even get to finish he just cuts her off.

So what they end up doing is, in the meantime, using red phosphor to prevent any further damage until they can go to the barrens to get blue phosphor so said phosphor won't have to be replaced as often.

I ACTUALLY. made a dumb little chart of how. I imagined them looking different a few days ago

I imagine that. Actually having a normal level of phosphor would. Definitely HELP. But. There would still be some issues partially because it's not one uniform type of phosphor and partially because of the damage the issues caused. And you couldnt pry this headcanon out of my cold dead hands. Consequences of the revival of characters go brrrrrrr

AND THEN UH. Don't get me started on the night terrors as a result of the whole squares thing headcanons.

that whole thing. Came from me going. "do robots still need sleep?" and ultimately deciding yes when i came up with the other headcanon that. only tamed robots dream.

When I made this headcanon I actually hadnt played solstice in a while, and for some reason I always remembered it as, him handing Niko the disk while the lower half of his body was already in the squares. which. no he actually hands it to them while the squares are directly behind him BUT. I still choose to remember it that way HSHSH. anyways uh. Important and related to this headcanon. He remembers what that feels likeeee. and hes probably the only oneee because in the solstice ending everyone only sayss they remember the squares surrounding themm not actually touching themmm and even robots who have gotten caught in them and liveed probably dont rememberrr especially since most of them arent tameddd and uhh even if he only remembers the beginning of ittt hes probably really good at filling in the gapss with the whole prophet thingg (thanks @malwarechips for that last idea/silly)

ANYWAYS UHm. so the whole. tamed robots dreaming thing right. HIM. having night terrors about the fucking squares.

I always imagined it as like. about a week after solstice, once things are starting to calm down and return to normal, one night cedric and rue wake up to proto just fuckin screaming at the top of his (metaphorical) lungs. And. they fuckin burst into his room to him tossing and turning in his sleep and then fucking jolting awake. and like.this keeps happening like. practically every other night. he's losing sleep over this shit. Which probably isn't helping all the other issues from the whole phosphor ordeal which he still hasn't told Cedric or Rue about at this point. And I mean. I doubt the nightmares would be restricted to just. in the mines. cuz dreams are weird like that esp when traumas involved AND UH. With the whole prophet thing. That. PROBABLY WOULDNT MIX WELL. (once again thanks eve for that last part/silly)

(On a lighter note I did have the thought of Cedric and Rue sleeping in his room one night and him actually finally getting a good nights sleep and thus that just. Becoming routine for them. The thing about my angsty headcanons is 99% of the time there's hurt/comfort potential in there)

I DO HAVE. some more lighthearted not angsty headcanons, but i wanna save most of those for their own posts cuz theyre small enough that i can actually draw them and finish them.

I will say one more though. this one is 100% projection but *points at proto* chronic migraines

#90% of my proto headcanons are just me torturing my son and making things 10x worse for him. this is the cost of being a blorbo #i mean it's not like i made him *that* much worse #i mean look at him. look at him and tell me he's ok. look at him and tell me that he has decent mental health.#its so fucking hard to take myself seriously writing some of this when theyre called the SQUARES. like #OOOoooOoo scaryyyy he failed geometry oooooo #autism blast /silly #all of these are so fucking self indulgent and i will not be apologizing #can you tell im writing these tags as im writing the actual post #ok im normal now (this is a lie)#prototype #prototype oneshot #proto oneshot #oneshot #oneshot game #I still dont have a tag system for this fandom besides using oneshot/just character names for personal tagging #wyrm.txt #Wea's Art

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hershelwidget · 8 months

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Actually now I think about it. We’re barely scratched the SURFACE that is my Big Brained Thoughts About Radio Star. so to fix that here’s me throwing damn near all the drawings I never showed y’all. go bonkers. also im not going to explain a SINGLE ONE OF THESE you have to find any possible context in the tags im so sorry

oh thats. l. less than i thought. uhm.

can i offer you then This Thing

and uhhh uhh uh. scrambles. some select Words from my Note and Document about him respectively

ok so funny story. half my radio star content is straight up Missing :)

#im not the least bit upset about that :)))))))) (i am sobbing into my pillow hes just GONE i LOST the FRAGMENTS of his SOUL)#okay well i have. an IDEA of where most of it is #but i dont want to go into that place (the dms of a dead person) because I Dont Want To #unForTUnAtLeY FoR Me i have TWO reasons now to go there. FUCK #i’ll just wait till it builds up to five. it’ll get there eventually #anyways tags #just dance #just dance 3 #video killed the radio star #i changed my mind im explaining ONE OF THESE:#he is French :) ok tgats all #hes MY favourite coach so I GET TO MAKE THE CORRECT HEADCANONS!!!! /hj #oh no. i tricked myself into thinking about a blorbo. damn you consequences of my actions!#I JUST NOTICED THAT ALMOST ALL THE FIRST FOUR DRAWINGS APPEAR IN THE COLLAGE. THATS SO FUNNY

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storfulsten · 2 years

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i wish to see bf calming down a ballistic whitty

posing is hard so just went basic af sorry

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#bombeep #whittyxbf #wanted bf to like hug whitty around the waist or something but idk how to art sometimes #so this is the best I can offer atm lol #first time doodling ballistic whitty pls help me #at least his colors are quite vibrant I guess ha #wish size difference consistency wasn't so dang hard but here we are #though this is probably pretty close to my preferred personal au headcanons tbh #bf tiny shortie king whitty huge as balls #now if only my hands would remember that inbetween doodles that would be great #anyways hope this is ok enought for the multiple asks recieved even with no hugging or whatever lol #enjoy or don't #whatever floats your boat #take it or leave it #fnf #fnf au #fnf shipping #could just be friendshippy too whatever works for you #friday night funkin #boyfriend #whitty #bf #I draw what I want #thanks for the suggestion #multiple ones lol #stay groovy friendo

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holistichiatus · 9 months

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ok, im way too embarrassed to post the drawing, but I'm obsessed with the idea that the highest sign of trust from the solaris is letting someone see their circuitry. literally opening up to their most trusted ppl and baring their most vulnerable parts to them, knowing they're safe in that person's hands

#ok i explode now #warframe #holistic thoughts #its not an outright suggestive drawing but its extremely intimate and taylor follows me so i cant risk it #*cough* i might let some ppl into my personal twitter to see it tho #headcanons #solaris

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viulus · 1 year

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Uhhhh bipolar Harry du Bois. Is that anything

#vu's posts #disco elysium #ok so i'll admit that i myself am not bipolar (at least i'm pretty sure that i'm not)#but like #i DID grow up with two relatives with it and just. idk #as i was playing de i was seeing a lot of those relatives in him yknow?#the way he goes from a really high high and can just be the most productive and optimistic person ever #to violently crashing down into a depressive spiral #and all of that happens so erratically #idk it just reminds me a lot of seeing my relatives' mood swings growing up yknow?#now again. i myself don't have bipolar. so i could be totally off with this headcanon #if anyone with bipolar (who's played the game of course) has any thoughts about this then feel free to sound off in the notes

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bylertruther · 11 months

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WAIT i want to complain one last time before i go to bed 💙 smth smth letting the demons out so u can have sweet dreams or whatever after, u kno. ahem. anyway.

girls when their dash is dying and they don't particularly enjoy the direction fandom is headed in bc unfortunately this fandom does move and act like a hegemony / hivemind a majority of the time and the canon compliant content that they do enjoy n look forward to is scarce but it's not like they can even go back to their personal blog for the time being because succession is literally ending forever in three days and hotd is currently filming yes but the tag for 2/3 of their fave characters is literally all either a ship they hate and/or character x reader smut fics and also it's depressing as fuck and the other media content that they enjoy is equally as fucked up which means they'd have no lighthearted Love Conquers All content in their rotation which isn't exactly good and and and—

#god.#i don't want to engage with fanon i don't want to engage with aggression i don't want to engage with headcanons and interpretations #that are essentially role reversals because i actually enjoy the characters and their story as it is and want to find people that also #enjoy it and make content for it i don't want to have to go back to my personal blog because you can only consume so much #[REDACTED] things before it starts to chip away at you even if you do have a healthy social life + other hobbies i don't want to leave #because i love stranger things and i love will and i love mike and i love how they fit each other so perfectly and become the perfect team #BECAUSE of their complementary natures but i just do not see content that reflects that and i don't want to make it all myself bc #i'm not an artist and i don't share my writing publicly and i don't want to scream into the void anymore :/#i miss when s4 was fresh in people's minds and logging in and engaging with others was fun i just .#plops down on the ground n sighs like tht picture of tht one baby raccoon sitting on the road #and when i say canon compliant content i don't mean compliant in every way i jus mean characterization rly bc lord knows literally all i #think abt and read are AUs for byIer LMAO. i just mean i like it when will is like will and mike is like mike and fandom hasn't done that #''it's homophobic to consider will as he is'' and ''mike is a weak useless femboy'' stuff tht it loves to partake in n peddle #and there are people that do want to just talk about byIer and come up with AUs and headcanons but unfortunately those ppl do not want to #do tht with me so . i love that for me 😁👍#ok NOW i sleep 🫡

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saver64 · 5 months

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Can't work, can't sleep.

My little self-indulgent alarene... something. A short little story.

Summary: Alain has been trying to work on this new project but things are just not going all that well. He's been losing sleep. Rene is here to help him out

Tags: Alternative universe: noone dies, fluff, nsfw as a joke, but nothing actually happens, established relationships (they are like. friends with benefits or something like that. Not- not dating. Kaveh: "it's complicated" you know, scientists stuff, the usual)

English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes,,

"Alain, please." Rene sat on top of the other's bed while Guillotin was studying some kind of lock. He was struggling to open it because it had a detector that required to use elemental reactions which was very unusual... and hard to achieve without a vision. Meanwhile Petrichor was bothering him with some unrelated questions.

It's not like they had a lot in common when it came down to the things they were interested in. Alain studied technology and kinetics while Rene - mostly biology and alchemy. It is more interesting that way, Rene once said to him, something about experiencing the world through different lenses and what not. Alain didn't wear any glasses except for the ones to protect his eyes while he was working but that was probably one of those things they call metaphors...

"No. Isn't it obvious I'm a little preoccupied right now?"

He hears humming.

"Why can't you put it aside then?"

"Why should I?" That was his answer.

Rene stood up and walked up to him, his hands landing on his shoulders. "I haven't seen you in a few days and when I come back you're busy. Is it so unlikely that I would miss you?"

Alain sighed. "Three days is only 72 hours. That's an adequate amount of time. But... I have to admit that I'm not qualified to comment on the latter."

Rene furrowed his brows. "I don't think you can calculate how long it would take for somebody to start feeling lonely without an important person in their life. You would need to consider a good amount of variables in order to even estimate such a thing."

He then grinned and leaned in a bit, their noses almost touching. Alain averted his gaze, blush making his face look a bit more healthy.

"You look like you've been losing sleep. A case of insomnia or sleep deprivation as a result of working on a new project?" said Rene and kissed him on the cheek, something brief and light.

"None of your business." Alain closed his eyes and put his little lock on the table. He then stood up and went right to his bed, shaking his coat off his shoulders and getting rid of the gloves.

"Alright then. Surprise me."

Rene smiled at him, amusement obvious on his face. "Weren't you busy, Monsieur researcher?"

Alain nodded. "I was. But it is indeed quite dangerous to work non-stop and I've only managed to get two hours of sleep last night."

Rene sat down next to him, taking their hands and clasping them together. The way Alain's skin felt under his fingers... it put his mind at ease. "Insomnia then? Have you tried taking any medication?"

Alain shook his head. "Nothing quite managed to help. Made me sleep longer but approximately only for 13 minutes and 44 seconds."

"Hm... alright I'm not sure if this will help but we can try it anyway."

Rene stood up again and started taking off his clothes. Alain looked at him, a tired expression on his face.

"I don't think I'll be able to hold on for long enough..."

Then it was Rene's turn to look at him with confusion.

"Whatever do you mean by that?"

Alain shrugged, pulled his pants down and took of his shirt. He was about to take everything else off when a hand stopped him mid movement. "What are you doing?"

They stared at each other for a bit.

"Nothing."

Alain removed his hand from his underwear. Rene just laughed to which the other also smiled, even if a bit embarrassed. Rene then rolled to the middle of the bed. Alain crawled up on top of him which looked quite interesting from an outside perspective.

"Hi." said Rene. Alain giggled, a rare but beautiful sight. He looked so carefree for once, nothing heavy weighing on his mind. Rene pulled him closer by the neck and connected their lips. He kissed him slowly, enjoying this moment they were sharing. Alain, tired as he was, closed his eyes and completely relaxed in his arms, his worries melting away. Rene tangled his hand in his hair and started brushing it, his fingers running through the strands.

"Thank you..." Alain said after a while. "I think this was very much necessary. I've been stuck on this lock for a week now. Maybe I need some time to just... not think about it."

"Perhaps. I might try to help you in the morning if you want, maybe all you need to do is to look at the problem from a new perspective."

"This sounds reasonable..."

Alain closed his eyes. Rene wrapped his arms around him. Alain then, with his eyes still closed, pulled out a blanket and gave it to Rene who then covered both of them with it.

"Alain."

"Hm?"

"Sometimes I think about cutting your head open and looking at your brain"

"That's a very bad compliment."

"It isn't."

"Yes, it is."

They spent a couple of hours arguing over some different topics such as human autopsy and the necessity of morals but soon enough Alain fell asleep, his face in the crook of Rene's neck.

"I thought I should bring you some medication to help with your insomnia but maybe you just need some company instead"

#fanfiction #narzissenkreuz #narzissenkreuz ordo #alain guillotin #rene de petrichor #have some alarene #yes again.#I am very much not ok about them #kinda OOC in my opinion #this has been collecting dust in my notes for some time now #I have like. Full on personalities figured out now in my head #and some of that is just not here #headcanons are missing

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