Vierapril Day 28: Present
Alira puts a cup of tea in front of each of the girls as they meet to discuss the current state of affairs. “So, Wuk Lamat is wanting us to go to Tural and we’re currently able to tag along without agreeing to actually be on her side?”
Aurora nods, “Erenville is being quite mum on the topic. He seems to want to talk about it, but I really don’t think he’s allowed to say anything.”
“I’m surprised you’ve had much time to talk about it at all,” Alira quips with a wink.
Aurora narrows her eyes, but doesn’t comment. Annabeth sits back, crossing her arms, “We also need to talk about the other person who’s been following us.”
Alinea shakes her head, “I’m positive she’s following Wuk Lamat, but I don’t think she’s a threat at all.”
Alira thinks, “From what I briefly saw of her, she seems to be tailing Wuk Lamat. Maybe she’s a guard? She seemed tense when the rest of y’all were fighting the bird on the Isle of Haam.”
Aurora hums, “I can ask Erenville about that. I did forget to ask him about it prior,” she blushes.
Alinea smiles, “No harm done. I’ve asked Estinien to go on ahead. See if he can’t also scout out what Thancred and Urianger are up to. But, that does leave an open question.” Her voice drifts off, and Alira raises her head to see all three girls looking at her. “Oh no, what now?”
Annabeth takes a breath, before stating their request, “Won’t you consider coming with us? Sibbie, Sid, and Rielle are welcome to come too! Please reconsider.”
Alira is stunned. “You want me to bring my 4 year old with us? We fight monsters and gods!? I’d be worried about her all the time. It’s not safe. We know nothing about Tural or what we’re walking in to.”
Annabeth nods, “I know, but I promise we’ve thought this out. Aurora already has Erenville who’s giving her as honest as he can view of what’s going on. Alinea has Estinien on the ground, plus, Gaius and Allie are even coming along this time.”
“What?”
Aurora chimes in before Annabeth can respond, “Yea! It turns out Rex and the others have taken jobs in the New World, so they can also provide us a real local’s perspective. Allie wants to see them again and it’s not like a lot of people in the New World would know what Gaius looks like directly.”
Annabeth nods at Aurora, before continuing, “Aurora’s right. So Allie would love to help Rielle take care of Sibbie. Plus having Sid as another fighter could always come in handy, and Aurora’s dad is the one taking us to Tural, so she’ll be safe on the journey over too.”
Alira puts her face in her hands, elbows on the kitchen table, sighing. “Alinea, you agree with this?”
“I do.”
Alira sighs, looking up at them. At that time, Rielle comes running into the house with Sibbie on her hip who seems to be laughing. “What’s wrong?” Alira asks, picking Sibbie up and inspecting her.
“Well, one, the whole of Ishgard already seems to know where you’re going on your next adventure. Two, I’m pretty sure Sibbie can cast magic already.”
All the girls turn to look at Rielle. “Are you sure?” Alinea asks.
“Well, we’ll be finding out soon. Aymeric’s on his way here.” All four girls tense, before hustling and bustling to try and clean up Alira’s house a bit.
Alira answers the door before Aymeric’s second knock. He enters with Handeloup and settles in. “My apologies for the intrusion, but I stopped by the Fortemps Manor where Lord Charlemend and Captain Carvallain were there conversing with Edmont Fortemps. I happened to overhear that you all, apart from maybe Alira, may be heading to the New World soon?”
Rielle looks at the girls and she can see how ramrod straight Alira’s back is. She knows that none of the girls particularly care for politics and know that this is a very difficult situation to be in. Alinea decides to answer, “We cannot say anything yet for certain. But we have been sent a request and we are in the process of determining if we will be addressing it.”
“It would be wonderful to have an envoy of Ishgard for the meeting there, but alas, there was also much talk of the Scions disbanding. Reports around the city states seems to indicate that you are maybe handling this request as a group.”
Aurora gasps, but before anyone can ask her why, a small fire starts on the hem of Lord Aymeric’s cloak. He jumps, before he and Handeloup try and contain the fire. “Whatever was the meaning of that?” He doesn’t sound upset, but extremely confused.
Alira shakes her head, “I have no idea.”
Aurora, however, tilts her head, “I think I know.” She looks to Sibbie in Alira’s arms, “I do believe your daughter can cast magic and is very prone to the emotions of others.”
Alira looks to Rielle, before looking to the girls, “I’m very sorry Lord Commander, but now is not a good time. Please call again tomorrow and we’ll have more answers for you.” He starts to protest, but before he can there’s another draft of smoke from the hem of the cloak, and he takes the hint, with Handeloup close at his heels.
As soon as they depart, Alira turns to the girls, “So, we’re joining you as a family. Help me pack up. We’re leaving now for Sharlyan.”
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Sunday - Love Hypnosis
Sunday hypnotises you (consensually) to relax you.
No spoilers.
No description of reader or readers troubles so project what you are personally struggling with as you see fit.
No angst just fluff. I thought this concept would be cute. I've seen many a yandere Sunday hypnotises you, and that's great but consider - consent and fluff.
(This isn't a jab, I too enjoy a yandere fic from time to time but I also want to see fluff and I haven't seen this done in a fluffy way yet.)
I don't know why I'm mildly obsessed with this man but I am. (Cough Cough, I read maximum ride as a kid and now I automatically fall in love with winged characters. Cough Cough.) I need him to hypnotise me please and thank you.
(I have a few fics in the works that I need to finish but I'm struggling.)
As usual enjoy. Love ya 💙
"Darling?" Came the light and airy tone of your beloved. Though there was a hint of worry in his voice as he took in your face down, slumped form. "Are you alright?"
He could tell very well that you were not alright. But he would coax an answer out of you one way or another. Though the only answer he received was a groan.
"Darling." He sighs but chuckles at your obviously aggravated self. "Allow me to help you."
Your body goes limp as you let him move you from a sofa to your shared bed. "My darling. Tell me what's gotten into you."
He chuckles as you groan out a single word relating to your issues. "Life."
"Oh, my darling. You'll let me soothe you for the night won't you?" He only felt it was right after the many nights you had soothed him.
Patient, kind, understanding. Three words that when asked by others what you think about each other, you'd both say about each other. A pure give and take without a scoreboard, that's how you operated. You were both busy or stressed for one reason or another so that's how things had to be.
The simple love you shared was enough most days but sometimes things went wrong.
Sunday had performed hypnosis on you before so he knew it worked but he'd never engage unless you agreed. You knew the question he asked meant he wanted to soothe you via hypnosis, and with the state of your mind you would happily agree.
"Please do."
He wouldn't offer if he didn't have the energy you knew this, a rather large argument took care of that when he'd overworked himself then passed out after hypnotising you once and a medic had to be rushed in. Needless to say, you weren't happy with his carelessness. And seeing how upset you were he agreed to be more careful with his health.
You didn't want to think anymore so as you lay there looking up at him with your tired eyes and weary mind, he smiles. He caresses your face and hair before taking a deep breath and reciting that familiar chant.
"Oh triple faced soul, allow me to take hold of this one's mind and soothe them of all worries and burdens. The word Beloved will be the catalyst for control."
With that simple incantation your mind belonged to Sunday for a short while. Your mind felt fuzzy and slow but not unpleasantly, the way it would when you achieved complete relaxation.
Like he had done before, he would take you through your nightly routine with this hypnosis.
"Beloved, follow me to to the bathroom." He helped you up while your body automatically followed his words and stood up.
Walking was about the most complex task you could complete, he wasn't Xipe Themself, so his power only went so far.
"Beloved, lift your arms."
You do as told and he aids in stripping you, ready to be cleaned.
"Beloved, sit on this stool and close your eyes."
You again do as told his voice muffled through the layers of hypnosis, but soothing nonetheless. "I am going to wash your face first darling." He always narrates what he does before doing it as not to startle you.
You felt a cool, wet, cloth glide over your face and you can't help but sigh with satisfaction. You feel it gently caress your cheeks and softly rub your eyes tickle behind your ears. You hear the cloth being rinsed and wrung, the muffled sounds of the water soothing you further.
"I am going to wash your upper body now darling." And, as before, you feel the damp cloth glide over your neck and upper body, letting him move you has he sees fit. Soft humming coming from him lulls you deeper into his hypnosis. The cloth glides down and caresses your chest before moving to wash your back. You'd make sounds of relaxed satisfaction if you could but your exhausted body coupled with the hypnosis has made your brain devoid of any thought or control. Just how you want it.
He moves back to the front of you with a new cloth. "Beloved, spread your legs, I need to clean you."
Your body complies without hesitation and that's what he does, making sure to be extra gentle around this sensitive area. He is thorough but doesn't linger long this time, not wanting to spark anything in you this evening.
Standing to switch the cloth again, "I'm going to wash your legs and feet now darling." Still being as gentle as ever his hands and the cloth slowly makes their way down your legs massaging them as they go. A light massage is given to your feet as well before he finishes and pats you dry with a towel before he deems your body clean.
"Beloved, open your mouth wide."
He orders next, your mind too fuzzy to think of what else could be doing. You hear more water then feel a hand on your chin. "I'm going to brush your teeth darling." Then light scrubbing of your teeth and tongue can be felt, he is thorough with this area too. Not wanting to be the reason you have cavities he takes his time. Not too long later he finishes with you. You can hear things being put away and muffled sounds of him walking around you, maybe inspecting you. Before he stops in front and,
"Beloved, open your eyes and stand up. Its time to go to bed."
You're led back into the bedroom now that he is satisfied that you are clean. "Beloved, are you ready to sleep?"
Compelled to answer, you do. "yes"
"Beloved, do you want to sleep with me?"
"Yes"
"Good, let's get to sleep then shall we."
The sounds of fabric and draws is all you hear for a moment before he guides you into bed with him.
"Beloved, lay down."
When he's satisfied you are comfortable You feel his soft skin against yours, the wings on his head lightly brushing your face in reverence before he pulls them back. It isn't often he blesses you with his naked body, the vulnerability gets to him at times.
Once you've laid down and he's pulled you close he asked one more question.
"Beloved, are you ready to be released from hypnosis?"
"Yes"
As the words leave your lips he begins the incantation to remove his influence on your mind.
"Oh triple faced soul, this one has completed this ones tasks and can now be freed from the shackles of my control with no burden."
Everything goes still as your senses return slowly, reacclimating you to reality. A few minutes pass of him softly stroking your head and neck while you come back to him.
"Thank you Sunday" a soft whisper conveying how grateful you are before you promptly pass out the exhaustion and relaxation hitting you full force as you melt into the bed and his arms.
"Oh my beloved, I'd do anything to see you happy and relaxed like this more often. I am grateful for all you do for me so it's only natural. I love you, so much my beloved."
He whispers to your sleeping self, pressing small kisses to your forehead, cheeks and nose. Watching the small twitches at the contact makes his evening and he feels like he too can finally relax.
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I loove the android robin au it's really one of the most interesting au I have seen in a while.
I am always happy to see new post abt it
Also making my favourite characters go through hell and then receiving comfort from their people is like the best thing ever for me so every time I see a whump!Robin post I like automatically
People loving android!Robin makes me so happy anansnssndsnsns she's curious and excitable and full of wonder and the world keeps punishing her for simply being alive. Sometimes it's too painful even for me, big whump lover 😭😭 though seriously, there is not enough Robin whump, and while all the characters in the show are very whumpeable, hurting my little blorbo Robin feels special because... she's just so deeply lonely. She's lonely and she thinks she deserves to be because of something wrong with her (pulling this interpretation from Surviving Hawkins lore which is canon to me 😭). That was a big idea I had when I first came up with android!Robin... that there is something wrong with her. Broken. In this AU she's literally broken in a lot of way (battery and memory problems, weak joints in her lower half, etc), but that's all within the range of normal robot problems. The real issue with her is that she's sentient. It terrifies people because it really brings out the existencial horror of... well, existing. It terrifies Robin most of all. She is the problem. She is what's wrong with her. She shouldn't exist.
But at the same time, she loves being alive so much! She doesn't understand it and doesn't know how it happened, but it happened, and now she's real and wants to experience life and the world and know people like human beings do. So it's her constant battle to become human despite humans having hurt her so much in the past... only for Nancy to already see her as human. Just one made of metal and plastic, but human nonetheless. She's the first person to see her that way and maybe everyone else thinks she's crazy, but Nancy is used to that. She's so sure of this, though, of Robin's self-awareness. She trusts her so blindly. She doesn't even need proof. And not only does she believe her, but she defends her humanity in front of her friends and family so ardently, fighting so hard for Robin to be aknowledged by everyone else as human. Fighting so hard to give her a home and family for the first time in her life.
Nancy has it bad for Robin, really. She's just so in love, even if everyone else thinks she's crazy for falling in love with a machine (no one thinks she is, though, because they all know Robin, and once you know Robin, it's impossible not to love her).
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