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hadesnumber1daughter · 4 months

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Pretty like the sun

Pairing: Percy Jackson x Apollo daughter OC (she classes as an oc cause I gave her a name but you can just read it like your name or Y/N if you want, I just feel better when I'm writing and the characters have names :)

Summary: Percy has always felt something for you, something that you had felt aswell. These quests of life and death finally knocked some sense into you two.

Warnings: Blood, Pain, Agony, Violence, Weapons, Wounds, Wound treating, Curse words, Oblivious idiots, Fluff, Angsty??, Sexual tension, Mutual pining, Almost death, Non-Canon, Hugs, Kisses, Holding hands, Ooc Percy??? Cerberus as a violent dog (ik she isnt really but this is my imagine so idc), Not proof-read, GUT-WRENCHING LOVE, IDK how i wrote this considering I've never been in a relationship OR have ever had an actual crush in my 16 sad years of life

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Notes: This is my first imagine so I'm sorry if its bad😭😭. Also if anyone would be willing to give me a few pointers when it comes to working this app as a creator please do cause, yeah I've been using this app for years but I have no idea how to use it when it comes to posting things. I would be very grateful. ❤️❤️❤️. Also, if anyone wants to request something else for me to write I would love to write something for either Percy or Luke, I'll probably make a list of people who I'm willing to write for later today cause it is 10am rn and I haven't slept so I'll just go bed after this 😭😭😭

As soon as percy got handed this quest, with Grover being part of the cloven council and Annabeth being gone to spend time with her family, Percy knew his immediate first choice would be Aurora, there was no doubt about it. The Apollo girl had a spark about her that has drawn him in the second he laid eyes on her.

He had deemed it because she was a daughter of Apollo so there would always be some sort of light that would draw him in, but he hasnt been very sure of that for a very long time. Every time he laid eyes on her, it felt as though time stood still and she was the only source of light and happiness in this dark, gloomy world.

They had became extremely close when he first came to camp, she taught him the ropes in archery as to put it plainly, he was absolutely shit at it. He had no aim and his stance was awful, in her own words.

When she first said that to him, he wanted to throw her in a dumpster, but then he saw her, he properly saw her. He didnt know what Aphrodite looked like, but he was sure she would be a spitting image of the girl. He was even more sure that she was a daughter of Aphrodite but instead she was not, which made sense as to why she was hanging around the archery booth. From that day forward, she helped him freshen his archery skills, and he helped her with her sword skills.

He has never understood why she wouldnt ask Luke as he was the best swords-man and would probably be a better trainer. However, when he brough it up to her one time her cheeks flushed the tiniest bit and she stated how she was helping him, so he should do that same.

That's how they have ended up here. In the middle of nowhere, trying to find and 'kill' a beast that has been accidently lost and let out from the underworld and send it back. Although quests always have 3 people on them, the oracle specifically stated that this was only a 2 person job. Percy had never been so sure in picking Aurora at that moment in time.

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"Are you sure we are going the right way Perce, I swear I've seen this tree 3 times already" Aurora stated this time taking a dagger and marking said tree with an X so if they do cross it again, she would be right.

"You never trust my navigation skills sunshine, why is that, is it cause you always get lost in my eyes" he says turning to look at her with a smug smile on his face. The girl abruptly stopped at his turn and could feel the blood rush to her cheeks in that moment, her honey-brown eyes immediately locked with his water coloured eyes and she broke the gaze, not letting him have the satisfaction of being right.

"You wish seaweed brain" she muttered and walked past him knocking into his shoulder in the process which led to him letting out a dramatic gasp.

"That hurts sunshine. Where are you going, it's getting dark, we should stop, set up camp and get some rest so we can re-think and re-strategize." The girl slowly stops her steps and turns her back to the boy who is standing there leaning against a tree with his arms crossed giving her a cocky glance that makes her want to die and kill him at the same time.

The two had a stand-off for a bit before one decided to speak up.

"As long as I don't have to scavenge this creepy forest for wood then its fine by me" the girl said walking back to him while his eyes following her every movement till she was a few steps away from him. The girl went to grab something from her pocket with her left hand and with her right, she grabbed the boys arms and dragged her hand down it, to his hand which automatically opened up. She placed something cold into it with her left hand.

He looked at her and she had a glint in her eyes he hadn't seen for the past 12 hours, looking to his palm, he was a coin. Not just any ordinary coin or ordinary drachma. It was a coin from sea life, the one coin they give to one another which can be used for many thing, they talked it over before the quest. The coin can only be used for 2 things during this quest, to make sure the other doesnt die, or the person who has been handed the coin has to do what the person giving the coin wants no matter what.

He looked up at her with a confused look but seeing the mischief in her eyes gave enough away. Sighing he pocketed the coin and stepped away from the tree which only left 3 steps in-between the two.

"What do you want me to do" not even bothering arguing.

"I want to see you fail at making a fire" she said just giving him the brightest smile, basically oozing sunlight from her. The boy felt like a deer stuck in headlights in that moment, he almost forgot the reason for her heavenly smile. He wanted to tell her he loved her right there and then, that he could never get enough of her, that he searched for her in every room he ever walked into, that she was the one and only constant source of light in his life, that she was the sun and he would orbit her in every universe no matter how close he got, no matter how much it destroyed him. He was utterly inconsolable without her. He loved her.

"Aurora" the boy started to say, in a serious tone which immediately made the girl's smile falter as she looked into his eyes, he didnt need to say anything. His eyes spoke more words than he would have liked, enough for the girl to get the message and understand him. All of the glances, the subtle touches, the comfort of each other like no other. She felt and understood it all.

He was about of continue when a roar sounded, echoing in all directions and rustling the trees. The two could hear the howl of Cerberus all around them. Percy immediately uncapped riptide while Aurora unclasped her bracelet which turned into a bow and an unlimited supply of arrows.

The both circled back to back, covering each others blind spot like muscle memory. They could feel the ground shake with each step the otherworldly creature took.

"How are we going to do this?" the girl asked while keeping an eye on all of her surroundings.

"You distract with your arrows as they are long-range and while she's focused on you, I'll go for the kill shot"

"She can't die" she could feel him rolling her eyes as the words left her mouth.

"You know what I mean"

They could hear the low growl from the side of them. The three-headed beast emerged in all its glory with its 6 menacing eyes ready to rip these two teens to shreds and send the wrong beings in this equation to the underworld. Percy turned to stand next to Aurora and the girl grabbed his hand and squeezed to which he immediately responded. There were many unspoken words that had been said in the past 10 minutes and this was another addition 'dont die, be safe, come back to me'.

Slipping through her fingers, his hand left hers and quietly stalked away before the beast could get any idea there were 2 of them. Wishing the best for the boy, she instantly got the dogs attention by shooting an arrow at the middle head's nose.

It did not like that.

They all barked at once and got ready to run at the girl. She didn't like to admit it but she was fucking terrified. Cerberus ran at her and she leapt to the side and ran as fast as she could not looking back until she could feel he's a little away from her. She got another arrow ready in her bow and blindly shot it behind her.

She heard a small whimper which brought a smirk to her face but that was immediately wiped away as she heard the barking intensify. Hiding behind a tree the girl caught her breaths and looked for the hound and she couldnt spot it or Percy. She got another arrow ready and looked behind the tree once again but was faced with the thing she was hunting.

Fear spread to every part of her body and she had no time to brace the impact as the dog clawed the tree which in return clawed her. She let out a bloodcurdling scream as she was flung into another tree. The bark from the destroyed tree splintered her, her head hit against a tree on impact and the large gash on her side felt like a fire that was melting her skin off. The girl felt her breath stick in her throat, she felt as though she was dying as immense pain filled her and black spots invaded her vision. Only one other thing was on her mind.

Percy.

The ocean eyed boy lost sight of Cerberus immediately as it began to chase Aurora, his Aurora. He followed as fast as he could not wanting anything bad to happen to the girl he loved before he got any chance to be with her, to confess and to just live a life content with his feelings.

As he heard, the whoosh of Aurora's arrows increase, he could feel himself being uncapable of keeping up with the beast from the underworld and he cursed himself for it. He lost sight of Cerberus and it scared him, it was too quiet. He couldn't hear the creature or the girl he loved.

His heartbeat quickened as he looked all around him trying to see a glimpse of either of them.

Then all blood drain out of his face when he heard the one sound he wished he did not have to hear, ever. Aurora's scream made his heart almost leap out of his chest. He didnt know what to do, he didnt know where she was, he couldnt see the hound, its his fault, she going to die because of him.

She most certainly is going to die if you dont get a fucking move on, that one voice in his head said. And he pushed all the doubts to the back of his head and focused on 2 things. Defeating Cerberus and finding Aurora.

He could hear the three-headed dogs footsteps and instantly ran to it. It didnt see him coming and it's tail was on the ground so he didnt the best thing he could think of. He ran up the tail onto the body of the beast.

This elicited loud barking from the beast and Percy could only do one thing. Repeatedly stab the dog until it dissolved.

Now... admittedly, this was not a good strategy. It was fucking awful. There was no thought to his stabs, they all just angered the beast and considering she was quite resistance to stabs, it wasnt helping. He was just tiring himself out.

He then has the genius idea of stabbing the beast in the eye, or eyes. He started with the left head. The beast let out a large whimper, and stumbled which cause the boy to almost loose his grip on it. He wasnt going to stop now, he needed to send Cerberus back and get to Aurora.

Aurora. Her scream was echoing in his mind. Bouncing around his skull like he has no brain inside, only her gut-wrenching scream.

He subtly shook his head. As much as he was dreading where she was and if she was okay. He needed to secure Cerberus and he needed all attention to so it as fast a possible to get back to his sunshine.

He then stabbed riptide into both the right heads eyes. Percy knew what to expect this time so he braced himself and held on as tight as he could. He could not fail now. He was too close.

The dog slumped onto the floor which made percy's last task much more easier. With agility and caution the boy leapt onto the middle head and punctured the eyes out which evoked a whimper which made the boy feel bad for the animal and it slowly turned to dust.

In an instant the boy caught his breath and his mind raced with only one thing.

Aurora.

"Aurora! Sunshine! Where are you?" The boy felt as though he could not breathe. His head was spinning trying to find her in the mountains of trees and in the darkness of this forest, he has never needed to see her more now than any other time.

"Aurora! Please if you can hear me make a sound! Anything so I know you're alive" He would never leave her. He would die before he left her to rot in these woods. He would never be able to face the guilt and loss.

"Please! Say SOMETHING" he could feel himself getting frustrated. "HELP! SOMEONE, ANYONE" tears welded in his eyes trying to find her.

There was a rustle of leaves from the left side behind him. He was running to the sound before it even registered in the back of his mind. He kept hearing the rustling and a small whimper.

He saw a faint glow of light behind a tree and he held his breath for the sight that was to come. He skidded to a stop and fell on his knees infront of her.

His heart dropped to his stomach when he saw her. Her face was significantly paler than when he left her and she had a wood splinter sticking out of her thigh and worst of all, the 4 claw marks across her abdomen with blood everywhere, it seemed to have stopped pouring, but it was a nauseating sight to see. He didnt know what to do.

"Aurora, darling, open your eyes" his hands reached her cheeks and his thumb rubbed circled on her cheek and his two fingers made their way to her neck to check her pulse. He let out a sigh of relief when he felt a pulse. It was faint but not too faint to the point it would slip too far out of his grasp.

He reached for his bag on his back to get some first aid supplies, ambrosia and nectar for the girl, when she let out a pained gasp.

The girl had barely an recollection of anything, the only thing on her mind at the moment was the immense pain shooting through her whole body, It felt like she was on fire and couldnt breathe. She wanted to die.

Then her vision cleared and she saw the golden haired boy looked at her like she was the only thing in the whole world, he held so much worry in his eyes that she thought for a second if she was already dead and it was her spirit seeing his reaction to her death.

"Gods, Aurora, you're okay. You had be so worried, I was terrified, I cannot lose you. If I lost you I would lose myself" The boy held one hand to her cheek while speaking so intently to her.

In that one moment she could feel his stare, like clockwork, bubble something inside of her. It almost made her forget why she was on the ground, why she could taste something metallic in the back of her mouth, why she couldnt move her right leg. It almost took it away. Almost.

That fire spread throughout her body again and she couldnt stop the wail that left her mouth. The pain was nauseating. A flood of curses left Percy's mouth as he grabbed the bottle of nectar and opened it.

"Okay, sunshine, I know you're in a lot of pain but I'm going to give you some nectar, you need to drink it but you need to sit up a little straighter." The girl immediately shook her head as a no in response to the boy.

"I know. The amount of times we've both had to do it but you know deep down that its the only thing that will fix it." The girl tried to harden her stare at the boy but she was too weak to even look at him properly.

"O-okay, but... I can't" she inhaled sharply as she tried to move the slightest bit. She didn't have to finish her sentence for the boy to understand what she was trying to say. He took one his flannel button ups from his bag, scrunched it up and gave it to her. She could only give him a confused look.

"Put it in your mouth, bite down hard cause I'm gonna move you into the right position and its gonna be a pain. I'm sorry sunshine but I have to." She took it with her shaking hands and was about to put it in her mouth when she smelt it, sea salt and musk, then the girl really looked at what the item of clothing was.

"this is yours" she said in a hoarse voice, looking up at him, confusion plastered all over her features.

"Well I dont exactly know where your bag is so next best thing." he gave her a weak smile and moved closer to her but she weakly grabbed his hand.

"I'm scared" she whispered so pathetically but the boy understood, he knew her. He knew that he needed to keep talking to her, to make sure he is doing something close enough to her for her to know that she's still alive.

He only interlaced their fingers and pressed a kiss to the back of her hand.

"I won't let go, I promise. You aren't leaving me, not after everything we have been through together" the girl's eyes welled with tears but she nodded and stuffed her mouth with Percy's flannel.

He wrapped his arms around her from the side, where he was sitting and placed a kiss in the hair before counting down.

"3...2..." the boy didnt get to 1 before he pulled her up so she was sitting not laying down and with the movement came muffled screams and tears that flowed down the girls face. He was whispering sweet nothings in her ear as she lent into him and he repeatedly kissed her hair or forehead.

"I'm sorry sunshine, I really am. When you're all better I promise you can hit me" he tried to uplift her but she could barely hear him. Her body shook and agony filled her every sense. He couldn't even express the guilt and regret he felt for the girl, immediately grabbing the nectar, and slowly taking his flannel out of her mouth.

"You're doing great sweetheart" he says while slowly pouring the nectar into her mouth. Her head is resting against his shoulder as she swallows the drink down in small sips. After she drank it, Percy put it away and the girl began to close her eyes.

"Hey, hey, sunshine you can't be doing that right now. Come on I need to patch you up and then we need to get back to camp, I'll call blackjack. I know how much you like riding on him" he lifts her head off his shoulder and places her on the tree, but this time sitting up so he has easy access to her abdomen.

She opened one eye and slightly smiled at the boy.

"You're gonna call blackjack?" the girl asked a bit delirious but seemingly in less pain. This brought a instant smile to him as he let out a chuckle, nodding his head while grabbing gauze and 2 bandage rolls.

"I promise I will, but you have to make sure to keep fighting okay. Once this is over, I have something special to tell you" He came loser to the girl and her breath slowed for a moment.

He looked at her abdomen and a thought crossed his head that made blood rush to his cheeks, he was thankful the girl was delirious and it was dark or else he would simply wallow away. He cleared his throat and looked back up to the girl.

"I'm going to have to cut your shirt off so I can access the cuts and clean them properly" he looked into her eyes once but couldnt face her after that.

"okay" she whispered in return, locking her eyes onto his every move.

The boy went back into his bag and grabbed a pair of scissors then faced the girl again. He could feel her watchful eyes on him the entire time and he hated to say it but that small voice in the back of his head was wishing she was a bit more delirious right now so he wasnt under her scrutiny while undressing her. Clearing his throat again, he begins to speak.

"Just tell me when to slow down or when to stop, if it gets too painful for you and I'll stop and slow down, okay" he looked to her for reassurance and an okay, to which she nodded.

He didn't know how to position himself so he just opted for kneeling next to her, facing her. He then grabbed the scissors and started to cut her top. Starting from the bottom to the top. As he reached the first claw mark the girl hissed as the shirt was stuck to the wound due to all the dried blood. Percy automatically stopped what he was doing.

"No, no, keep going, don't stop now otherwise we will never get this done and I can't go back to camp cause I'll be dead" her honey-brown eyes were glossed with tears and the boy just wanted to hold her in his arms until the end of time in a place where they aren't fighting monsters all the damn time and in a place where they can settle down, have fun and just enjoy their life like regular teenagers.

"Don't say that so casually, you are not going to die. Not when you have me. Not when I'll always be here for you, patching you up, nursing you back to health forever. I will never in a million years let you die. I swear on the river Styx."

She couldn't say anything to him, he will always render her speechless. She just nodded her head as tears cascaded down her cheeks to which he wiped away and placed a kiss on her forehead. Feeling the warmth off eachother brought a sense of peace to them that no one else could ever fill.

He finished wiping her tears away and then continued cutting her shirt away from the wound. Every time she hissed, winced or flinched, the boy had the overwhelming urge to stop everything he was doing as long as it stopped bring her more pain. Whenever this would happen, the girl would softly squeeze his knee, as her hand was resting there to make sure he was still close to her and was still okay and breathing.

This reassured him immensely but it did not stop him from the guilt that was drowning him. This would not have happened if it wasn't for him. She would not be in this position right now if he just chose someone else to go on the quest with. She had almost died due to his decision making. He chose her, he told her the plan, the plan that put her straight into danger, he didnt even second guess his choice, he put her into the battlefield without even asking her properly. Whatever he said went.

The boy had not realised that during his intense self-loathing session, he zoned out and stopped the task at hand.

"Perce?" the girl asked while bringing her hand from his knee to his bicep. "Are you okay? whats going on in your kelp filled brain?" she said with a half smile as the boy looked up at her.

"Nothing, its okay. Just zoned out for a sec" he replied in an instant, looked away from her and continued to cut her shirt away. He was almost at her breasts and he could feel himself getting a bit hot. Obviously, there was no reason to in this situation but just being so close and intimate to her in a non sexual way made him flustered, he couldn't even imagine of it was in a sex- STOP. He shouted at his brain.

She let out a whimper of pain and a few laboured breaths as Percy carefully peeled her shirt of off the biggest wound she had. Her hand squeezed his knee harder than he would have liked her to but it didnt matter, not anymore, not when he caused this, not when he was the reason for her pain.

He finally got it off the biggest cut and last cut and now he just had to cut the rest of the shirt off. No big deal right?

WRONG.

The boy was telling himself to suck it up and just cut the rest of her shirt off but he was flustered. It was times like this that made him remember he was just a boy. He was just a boy with a silly crush. Except it isnt a 'silly crush' he was utterly in love with the girl. He tried to clear his head and at the same time, cleared his throat while he cut higher.

He could feel her eyes watching him, he could feel how fast her heart was racing and he could feel how fast his own was racing. It was as though their hearts were in sync. Every beat was the same.

Yes the girl felt flustered in this situation, she also couldn't help but want to tease the boy she loved. The girl had always grown up with a life where she never 'loved' anyone, not truly. To her love was always a very strong word in her dictionary but whatever she felt for Percy Jackson it was so powerful she felt as though she needed a word more meaningful than love.

A word that expressed how everytime she thought of him, that specific memory of him will be branded in her brain forever to the point where even Hera could never make her forget him or forget the way he makes her feel.

He makes her feel alive, the most alive shes every felt in her 16 years of life.

"Are you blushing water boy?" the girl asked him with a half smile on her face and eyes half opened as she felt a sharp pain run through her, while also trying to control her own breathing at the same time. Percy didn't respond, he only kept cutting her shirt off, fingers lightly brushing over the material of her bra.

She held her breath when he did that, whether it was on purpose of not, the feeling it sent through her body made her want to repeatedly bash her head against a solid wall while ripping her eyes out... in a good way of course.

Percy finally cut her shirt fully off and it just slid down her arms and bunched at the bottom, near the tree. She felt exposed and could feel the goosebumps on her exposed skin. Percy didn't waste any time and grabbed a clean towel and his water bottle.

Before he could drenched it in water, she stopped him by kicking him with her uncompromised leg to indicate he needed to stop. This instantly stopped him and caused him to look at her.

"Give me the water bottle before you soak the towel, if the water is warm it will work better and not hurt as much so i'll just heat it up" Percy thought about it for a second before he retaliated.

"You already aren't well enough to get off the ground, how on earth are you going to make it back to camp if you drain yourself of more energy. I know its going to hurt but it will either way, but getting you back to camp is the priority at the moment" Percy didnt want to say those words to the girl, he felt so bad for her and he couldn't help but blame himself. And when he looked into her eyes, like really looked into her eyes after he said that, he wished he could take it back.

Just looking at her made him want to give into her.

"I can take it, I promise, I'll be okay enough to get back to camp, but I'm telling you now Percy, if I feel anymore extreme pain, I will just end up passing out. Please just let me do this." she tried to move closer to the boy but forgot about the fact that she literally could not move a single inch without his help.

This just lead the boy to wrap his arm around her back and lent her against the tree again. He looked at her with a stern look.

"Okay, you win. But you have to promise on the river Styx that you will preserve every other bit of your energy for the ride back home."

"I swear on the River Styx that I will preserve every other bit of my energy for the ride back to camp" He gave her one last look before giving her the water bottle. She focused some most of her energy to her hands and they started to glow. She took the bottle from percy's hand and he could feel the warmth radiate off of her.

He looked at her in awe but if anyone else was there they would have told you that the boy was love struck. She opened her eyes and made sure to not boil the water. As it was simmering, she gave the bottle back to the boy and he instantly uncapped it and poured the, now warm, water onto the towel.

"This is going to hurt... a lot, and by a lot i mean a lot, you might want to brace yourself" the boy said as he gave his flannel back to her and some ambrosia for her to eat before they start the painful part of fixing her up.

Aurora took both and muttered a small thanks under her breath before eating the ambrosia which was very pleasant to chew and then stuffed percy's flannel in her mouth again. She felt so weird but if she didnt and someone heard her scream bloody murder, they would get caught and the police would want them... again.

His ocean blue eyes met her honey eyes and he shared a look of regret and guilt before he wiped the dried blood away, starting from the bottom of her abdomen. She instantly clenched her jaw and recoiled as agony ran through her and her hand immediately shot out to grab Percy's wrist in a painfully tight hold to stop him from further cleaning the wounds that caused her pain.

"Sunshine, I know its painful, but I have to do this, I'm going to do this as fast and gently as I can but I will have to be rough at times" he gently takes his freehand to clasp over hers and took it of him and intertwined them while speaking to her.

In his favour, it seemed that the energy it took the girl to warm the water up finally caught up with her as her hand lost most of its grip and her eyes closed slightly. He chuckled slightly and placed her hand back down next to her before continuing what he was doing.

He carefully but efficiently cleaned the areas surrounding her wounds while she was rejuvenating. He would hear muffled noises from time to time but other than that she was essentially knocked out. As he finished she seemed to feel less tired and her eyes opened wider than they did before.

"I'm almost finished sunshine, did you like your nap?" the boy questioned with a smirk but deep down he was glad that she kept her promise and she would have enough energy to go back to camp.

The girl nodded and looked at her abdomen. It was really clean and the wounds were barely bleeding anymore but she was fucking freezing. She shivered a little bit and percy could tell instantly.

"I've just got to bandage you up then you can put a jumper on. Okay?" he reassured her while taking the sterile dressing, he placed it over the 4 slashes and began to unwrap the dressing to bandage her up.

They both soon found the position to be quite awkward.

Percy needed to bandage her whole abdomen which needed him to wrap the dressing over her back but she was lent up against the tree without a shirt on and unable to move to do it herself. He stopped to think of a good way to do this.

"Okay, I've got it. I'll lean you up against me and bandage your abdomen from behind." The girl thought for a bit before she agreed and the boy got up so he was only seen in her peripheral vision. He hooked his arms under hers and moved her along the ground to sit inbetween his legs. The position felt very compromising for both of them but it needed to be done.

She could feel his warm breath on her cold neck and she felt the urge to pass away because if thats how she passed, she would not mind. She held her breath as Percy begun wrapping her abdomen, she could barely feel the pain cause all she could think about and feel was him.

His breath on her neck, his fingers brushing her skin, how carefully he was handling her, like she would break at the wrong touch. He was everything she wanted, everything she needed. Everything they both deserved.

He quickly finished wrapping her up and he mentally called Blackjack from where ever he was right now. Before he could move or start to get things sorted he just looked at Aurora. She was peaceful. She looked ethereal under the moonlight, though she did look better under direct sunlight.

He decided to just stay still for a bit and wrapped an arms around the girl loosely as to not injure or hurt her more. They just needed some rest, no matter how long or short it was.

Both Aurora and Percy could hear the flap of Blackjacks wings so he quickly moved the girl back to lean against the tree while he packed everything away. Not before making sure to torniquet the girls leg where the wood piece was still protruding out of it. He made the decision before to not take it out as they both did not know how severe the injury underneath it was.

Percy grabbed a warm, woolly jumper from his bag and a blanket and gave both items to the girl before zipping it up.

"I'm going to find your bag and your bracelet before we leave, and before you say anything. I'm going to call Blackjack here to be with you before I look for them" he stated as he got up.

"Thanks a lot Perce, but before you look, how am I meant to put this jumper on without raising my arms and disrupting my bandages" Percy felt like an idiot. He dropped his bag back on the ground and knelt next to her carefully putting the jumper through one arms hole, then the next, then her head through.

Percy would never admit it there and then but he always loved when the girl would wear his clothes. It sent a warm fuzzy feeling through him knowing she was wearing his clothes, especially when she was willingly wearing his clothes.

Similarly, Aurora would never admit it there but having Percy help her get changed into his clothes and help clean her up made her fall even more in love with him if that was even possible. She felt as though she was just falling into deep pit everytime he did anything for her or even just looked her way.

He finished by wrapping her up in the blanket and chuckled when he saw how she looked... Exactly like a burrito.

Blackjack came down and the girls eyes instantly widened at the sight of the creature. To which the boy just smiled at. Before he left to retrieve her bag and bracelet which were very easy to find. He quickly arrived back to the girl and Pegasus and was met with an adorable sight.

The Pegasus was on the floor next to the girl and was almost hugging her with its wing. Percy didnt think he could fall in love with the girl again but she has gone and proved him wrong, like always.

"I've got your things sunshine, and I know its going to hurt but I'm going to have to pick you up to put you on Blackjack. Is that okay?" He knelt next to her and she nodded.

He wrapped an arm around her back and one under her knees, making sure not to hit the piece of wood and picked the girl up, quite easily, bridal style. It make them both feel fuzzy and warm inside. Even blackjack could feel the warmth.

He placed her sitting on the Pegasus so she would be infront of him when he got on. He then grabbed both of their bags and got onto blackjack himself.

"You'd normally need to hold on tight to blackjack but I'll hold you okay? Just rest" The boy whispered in her ear as he gave her a peck on her cheek while she slowly drifted off and leaned her head back onto the boy's shoulder.

"Blackjack, No crazy flying today. We aren't at war today, its a rest day. Just take us back to camp, quick but not to the point we normally fly." Blackjacks reply left Percy with pink staining his cheeks and they made their way back to camp.

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OH MY FUCKING DAYS, I AM NEVER WRITING ANYTHING THIS LONG AGAIN

(such a fucking lie)

But I have to honest, apart from the small mental breakdowns. This was really fun to write. I love these two soo much.

When I went into this, I wanted to actually get them back to camp and I wanted them to confess but it was getting tooooooo long for that so if anyone wants a part 2, I'll gladly make it. Please dont critique me too much, this is still my first imagine 😭😭😭

I LOVE YOU ALL ❤️❤️❤️

unless you piss me off

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olivianyx · 1 month

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UPDATES ON MY JOURNEY

Heyy all! I've been focusing on my senior professional medical year and it has been stressful. So here are some things I manifested effortlessly and a few things without me thinking about it. Long ass post ahead! ⚠️⚠️

1. Getting more pocket money than usual. Like my parents usually transact in my account like a $80 or $100 AUD per month. But in both feb and march this year, they transacted me $500 and $700 AUD! Plus! I occasionally find $10 or $50 cash in my classroom or on the streets sometimes (and they come lie next to my feet 😭) I'd ask everyone in my class if it's theirs, and they say no. What do y'all expect me to do? Like go and give it to the university management?? 😭 hell no, so i kept it lol.

2. MANIFESTED DIOR'S LIP OILS!! 😭😭 LIKE 5 OF THEM 😭 YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I'VE OBSESSED WITH LIP OILS 😭😭 AND I WANTED THE RASPBERRY ONE SO BAD, AND GUESS WHAT? I MANIFESTED IT ALONG WITH 4 OTHER SHADESS OMGGG 😭😭😭

3. My crush giving me hints that she's obsessed with me 😭 like she literally told me 'you're so sweet and caring, I've never met a person like this after my grandma' cus her grandma passed away recently and she was so depressed. She even had an eye infection, so she stopped coming to the uni. So i had to make sure she's alright, and met her everyday cus she needed someone real bad. Like she needed to talk to someone and get that thing bothering her outta her head. I was there all along whatever she was going through (don't come at me y'all, ik if we help someone they would say all these things but she's my crush lol so) She's also getting real close to me, like she tells me how annoying people are lol. She loves skin ship, physical touch, being clingy around me, and complimenting me 😭😭 so these are the hints 😭 like friends wouldn't do that right? Would they?? (My friends diss me right in front of everyone 😶)

4. I've always been the type to care too much for the silliest things, nowadays I don't really put my energy into it and become all anxious. My anxiety levels have completely gone down like I'm literally cool asf?? Even while being in public?? Literally yess

5. Manifested getting my hair coloured next week! and my mom permitted me! For my cousin's engagement in april, I wanna be there like the hot younger sister I am lol. I just wanna make my relatives and their kids jealous cus they made fun of me when I was younger (my younger self has been dreaming for this moment) so why not a revenge glow up?? 😭

6. Losing weight even though I eat like a pig due to my study stress. Like literally I ate a 5 course meal one day and lost 2 kgs the next day? (cus I randomly checked my weight for 2 days cus I had to submit my height and weight to the university student records)

7. Getting a natural blush on my face! Like it's such a game changer, I look like a movie star y'all 😭✋🏻

8. My teachers complimenting me for my discipline and high scores. As yk uni professors don't even give af bout students and they complimented me??

9. Getting into a new friend group! My old one was too toxic and they would always bully me (verbally) my new friend group is literally soo damn enjoyable! Like they're the cool kids of the year 😭 and now I'm one too!

10. As I mentioned in my older post that I'm moving into an apartment. We moved in and it was too difficult for me to sleep as the place was new and also there we're disturbances in the night time like stomping noises or playing loud music at night. So the neighbors there were too sweet that they introduced and comforted us that it's okay and if something's bothering us they'll take care of it. And they literally made the people who we're causing those disturbances to vacate out 😭😭✋🏻

11. My hair getting shinier! It was brittle before as I was severely anemic, now my baby hair is back and it's shining ✨

12. I overheard my parents conversing that they should make me audition for an entertainment company....like what? 😭😭✋🏻 when I asked them once years back they denied giving me a 4 hour lecture and now they wanna make me audition?? Like literally 😭 y'all watch me at the Grammy's (after 5 years lol)

13. Getting into the void on command or intention.

14. I literally get free foods everywhere I go 😭😭

15. I got free gifts from my uncle who's living in France! He works at a fashion company and he sent me perfumes and a few outfits (I can't reveal it I'm sorry)

I ONLY WAS THINKING ABOUT GETTING MY LIP OIL, GETTING CLOSE TO MY CRUSH AND FOCUSING ON MY STUDIES. THE REST, I MANIFESTED WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT IT.

SO WHAT NEXT?

I've decided to respawn to my waiting next month. I'm still scripting how my waiting room should be... So it might take time for me. So till then I'm gonna be strengthening my self concept even more, and also getting more and more excited to be in my waiting room! I want my waiting room to be like a more like a sci fi movie and a princess fairytale combined 😭 (ik I'm weird). Like I just want my favorite anime characters to be there to help me script my DR ✋🏻 So I'm kinda in a more excited mode lately to script my waiting room! Will give you updates on how my waiting room will be in a future post! So until then take care, love you, byeeee byeeee!

- olivia 🤍

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badchoicesworld · 9 months

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i hear you requested requests! ive got one!!

hobie x masc reader that's gwens older brother (ik its not canon, but the canon can fuck itself) (sorry miggy)

i dont really have anything in mind for reader's personality or whatever (so thats up to you!) but id like if reader liked to draw (thus ended up drawing hobie and got caught by him hahaha cliches i love them)

where hobie meets gwens older brother (you !)

hobie x masc!reader

this actually gave me hella ideas, im gonna link it to what happened in the movie (sorry it took a while, life fucked me)

didn’t specify if it was platonic or romantic (WHICH IS FINE ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥) so i’ve just done general shit for both lmao

warnings: none

pairing: hobie brown x masc!reader

requests: open, i cant let the demons catch me

★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧

when you first meet hobie you’re so very thankful to him for taking care of your little sister

if gwen managed to hide her being ghost-spider from your guys’ dad, then she likely hid it from you, too

but obviously, your dads gonna have to tell you why gwen didn’t come home one day

you’re crushed, naturally. likely furious at your own dad for literally firing a warning shot at her

might have ran away yourself, maybe hobie comes to your rescue too

or maybe you two meet while hobie’s dropping off his homemade gizmo for gwen, and you’re so unbelievably thankful for him and his generosity when you meet him

of course you will be, he took your sister in while you couldn’t do anything to help

hobie’s probably side-eyeing yours and gwens dad but is happy to get along with you if you’re gwens bother

he cant stay for long at that moment in time, got a multiverse to save and all that

but the brief interaction opens doors to many opportunities in the future

hobie gets to hear about the brief reunion between you and gwen from her, after she went back to her own dimension before it was show time

he becomes very intrigued by you

next time you two meet is likely after they save the multiverse (WHICH THEY WILL WITH ZERO CASUALTIES UNLESS ITS MIGUEL.)

BUT GENERALLY SPEAKING NOW

miguel definitely doesn’t approve of hobie using his watch to travel dimensions just to see you or gwen, still does anyway if he doesn’t just build his own

probably came to see gwen, pick her up to bring him to his own dimension, whatever

sees you instead, target acquired

hobie’s heard plenty about you from gwen, likes to think you aren’t strangers so is super friendly, overly even

catches you in your room, drawing in a well loved sketchbook

definitely does that thing where he just fucking appears behind you, he’s that quiet when walking despite the accessories

he’s looking over your shoulder while you draw silently, you might be too distracted to notice or you’re immediately started by him

smug asf when you finally catch on, is especially entertained if he’s caught you drawing him, god forbid

wouldn’t be surprised though, he likes to make people stare so is honestly complimented if you’ve been trying to draw him since first seeing him

doesn’t just snatch ur sketchbook and start looking through it though, unlike someone

as an artist, he gets it

you’re probably super protective over ur sketchbook actually because of gwen, smh

will probably banter a little bit about that, tease something about gwen that you’d both be victim to, like her tendency to borrow things without permission

find common ground yknow

“ain’t it a pain when she [gwen activities]” but you’re not being mean ur bonding it’s fine, we don’t slander gwen (i do however have some strong words)

starts hanging out with you on the odd chances gwen isn’t home, just casually in your room at first

starts off talking about your guys’ interests, seeing if you have things in common

probably listening to music together

the closer you get, he starts to actually travel dimensions just to see you

casually waves to gwen before ducking into your room

is happy to just kick back there, but is also happy to go out and do things at that point

the more you hang out, the more your dad and gwen begin to tease you- which is nothing in comparison to the shit hobie faces

gwen easily told everyone else about you two hanging out, he never hears the end of it now regardless of dimension

hobie starts using the front door instead of just appearing in your room “son, your boyfriend’s here” ur devastated why would ur dad say that

THENN hobie starts to come to your dimension for you more than gwen, has probably already invited you back to his once or twice but now he’s a lot more frequent with invites, wants you to consider his place a second home (in case you ever wanna run from home, cough)

say something does blossom between you two, obviously you don’t label it cause hobie’s not about that

you get promoted from “gwens brother” to “hobie’s boyfriend” at some point even if you don’t use labels- that’s only if ur not like too close to the rest of the friend group, but i imagine you’ve gotta be

hobie probably talks more about being spider-man relatively early on considering the topic, but since you know his secret identity it doesn’t really matter to him

the closer you are, the more into his stories he is

is ready to reenact the whole thing for you now so it’s like you were there

draw each other, i dare u

make playlists for each other, perhaps ?

there’s a lot of gwen snitching to each of you

and then you two do with that information together what you will later

like if you’re just being gay for each other it’s wild how fast gwen goes to the other and is like “guess what he said” she is not slick about it

hobie can be found at ur place more often then not, your dads a little more iffy about you going to a different dimension

still, very grateful to be welcome in your home but hobie definitely prefers to kick back at his

hobie loves to bother gwen about your whereabouts, if you are a thing or not “where’s your brother at?” he’s pretending to be cool about it

does your dad approve ? who cares

but nah he’s way more open minded after the incident, thinks hobie is a peace of work and probably his own son too if you’ve got a similar personality, in that case you’re perfect for each other

if not he’s just happy you’re happy, that’s all he cares about

obviously gwen supports it, likes to claim she introduced you guys and you owe your relationship to her when she tries to win in an argument/conversation

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#across the spiderverse #headcanon #spider man: across the spider verse #hobie brown #hobie spiderverse #imagine #atsv hobie #oneshot #ask #male reader #hobie x you #hobie x y/n #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie brown x male reader #hobie brown x masc!reader #atsv gwen

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yuikomorii · 16 days

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might be wrong about this but I think the thing that really differentiates Ayato from his brother is that he actually values life in a ''pure way''. Both Subaru and Shu didn't really have the will to life until they met the MC, Reiji's only will was to overcome his father and become better than his brother due to his jealousy, and even if it doesn't seem like it from the surface both Kanato and Laito were too mindbroken due to their trauma to actually enjoy life in a non-twisted way.

Ayato went through a lot of traumatic experiences just like the rest of his brothers but unlike them, he actually had a pure reason to live, that's why he didn't abandon his brothers and was desperately searching for them when they arrived to Rottienburg (I think that's the name) and prioritized them after he got saved by reiji and was willing to go look for them with no plan ahead and he's never changed. Even after they obviously drifted apart he still wanted to save his siblings (like in Lost Eden) even if they didn't want to save him when he got kidnapped by Kino.

Or when he was the only who saved yui in the anime when she got kidnapped by the mukami (Ik it's only fanservice because the anime shows Ayato as the ml). Or when he was the only one worrying about mc in the Olympics cd when the whole thing crushed down. I know mc has had her effects in everyone (because even reiji got worried in the CD drama when he though someone was drowning, turns out it was just Shu being weird) but at the end of the day, Rejet made it very clear that ayato always was different from his brothers even as kids.

Too long? Maybe, I just like rambling a lot about ayato lol

// This franchise is longer than a decade, it’s time for people to stop pretending that Ayato isn’t different from the rest, because it annihilates his purpose like that. Now I’m not saying that everyone else sucks and Ayato is the only cool character there, it’s just that Rejet wrote him in a way that genuinely gives off main character energy. Heck, even other characters have confirmed that he got *something* nobody else does, which is true.

Credit to: dialovers-translations, tournesolia

One thing about Ayato is that he might roast and prank you, but the moment you need help, he’ll be the first to lend you a hand. He’s by no means perfect, of course, he has flaws and makes mistakes too, but his good qualities are just so many that they’re easily able to outshine his bad ones.

Another example is the DF prologue scene. The most normal reaction would have been fighting with the wolf, as Subaru did, but instead of trying to get rid of it, Ayato used himself as shield the moment he saw it, so as to protect Yui. What makes this scene so powerful is that not only they weren’t a couple back then, but in the other Sakamaki routes, he’s still severely injured. He values life, yet he still sacrificed himself for her, no matter if she dates someone else afterwards, and guess what? Even after waking up from the coma in the other routes, he holds no grudge against her for that, but rather is on good terms with Yui. I would also like to talk about how self-sacrificing he is in the Daylight CD, but I feel like everyone listened to that one already, given that it was the most liked of the Daylight series.

While I understand that some people out there prefer more rational and/or introverted characters, I can’t stand those who deny the essence of a character. And, for all people who blame Rejet for “making him more special than the rest”, let me remind you that he’s the Diaboy who got the worst journey ending. Let that sink in. :”)

#admin

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chweverni · 28 days

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my 3teen gang as songs from my playlist (except i barely use spotify)

ik i did one like this before BUT I SWEAR ITS DIFFERENT HERE! the previous one was my favorite songs and this is from my play..list? (i js realized how weird that sounds) BUT GUYS THIS IS ON THE OCCASSION THAT I DID SO WELL ON MY ENGLISH TEST OMFGG

@mellowdyverse (mai, my soulmate <3) - on and on (tyla) ahem. *sweats profusely* this song is literally so hot and cool at the same time, it screams mai in the sense that she's captivating as a person. her long, black, shiny hair; her deep (dark) brown eyes i could (literally) drown in; her addictive personality (bc i wait for her texts EVERY MOMENT) and the way she puts literally ALL her effort into showing you that your love infact is reciprocated by her. (i still hope this song choice isnt too weird for your liking ;-;) the way we connected so instantly makes me feel like there's a red thread of fate somewhere connecting us bc never have i ever clicked w someone this fast (not lying!). it takes me literal AGES to open up to someone so when i first started to talk to you, i was so nervous of losing you haha so i tried my best to keep the conversation going (dont regret it now)

@247yuyu / @leehanascent (yuyu, my mashu <3) - lucid dream (aespa) "no i cant stop love!" need i elaborate? ;) lucid dream by aespa literally has me on a chokehold just like yuyu's out here making me hold my breath with every thing she writes back because when i tell yall she THINKS about everything she writes, i mean it. she also really really matches my energy bc have yall seen our mattbin / haobin interactions? if not i suggest u check it out cuz those posts give me that extra dopamine i need to go about w my day happily :) yuyu's presence is like a happy pill which i dont think ill stop taking anytime soon :( (NOM NOM NOM)

@hyunhanie (lili, #bffsnextdoor) - nostalgia (crush) the day i stop assigning you crush's songs is the day i start lying. literally. crush is like my comfort artist just like how lili is my comfort person :) ill take the stage to appreciate her cat (murrp murrp meow) doodle of me bc 1) HOWD YOU KNOW I LIKE GINGER CATS //// 2) THW FUCKING HALO OVER MY HEAD IM- MISS MA'AM THATS SUPPOSED TO BE OVER YOUR HEAD

like livi.. thats your accessory :( since i like drawing too i will def stir up some doodles (on paper bc im broke js like that) bc that eye reveal was enough for me to come to the conclusion that you're as pretty as your personality!!!!! i love you so so so so so so much lili <333

and thats all! 3teen gang lives again!!!

#hyeon talks #mai <3 #yuyu <3 #lili <3

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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oh mother of fuck u have no idea how out of place it feels sending u something about nsfw but ik that u do that here so im sending u this (my apologies😀) & running away 🏃‍♀️🏃🏃‍♂️

but i think a concept thats kinda funny kinda spicy is hotch & bau reader having a professional relationship surface level, but under that hotch having like.,,., a embarrassingly large crush on them and one night just,,, j🅰️ckin 0ff to the thought of them and then struggling to make eye contact with them the next day at work cause the night before is all he can thing abt lmfao 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

baby don't feel out of place i literally get the horniest shit in my inbox every single day

this post is 18+, minors dni.

"Come in." Aaron's brow furrowed as his fingers tightened slightly around the pen in his grasp. He hadn't remembered calling anyone in to see him.

The door to his office cracks open, creaking slightly on the hinges as you make yourself known, "Sorry to interrupt, sir. I was wondering if we could go over my performance review earlier than we'd planned?"

Right. Your performance review. It was scheduled for three in the afternoon, but here you were at 9AM.

"I suppose so." Aaron felt something stirring below his gut as you turned to shut the door behind you, your pants shifting around the globes of your ass. He'd imagined squeezing that same flesh just last night, imagined how each curve would feel while they were squeezing his cock.

He'd been so lost in thought that you'd settled into your chair in front of his desk without him noticing, and his stationary eyeline just happened to be right where your neckline landed when you sat. Your shirt was low-cut, still professional, but definitely not a turtleneck. It gave him the slightest hint of cleavage, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants, stirring to life.

"Are you sure this is okay?" You ask, as he clears his throat, shuffling through papers to find your files.

"It's fine, Y/L/N." He dismisses, sending you his version of a smile, "You saved me from having to do more paperwork."

You let out a sympathetic giggle at that, settling back into your chair as he shuffles through the papers.

"Well I'm sure you know we've had minimal issues with you," He glances teasingly over the stack of papers, "There's not many problems here to discuss."

"Sir, if you're going to bring up the time I sassed that detective," You start, bringing a thumb up between your lips as you gnaw on the nail there, "I sent a formal apology to their department and it was cleared, I promise it won't happen again."

Aaron's eyes trail your movements, the way that your soft, plump lips bend under the weight of your thumb. Your teeth show as they scrape against your nail, and your voice comes out muffled as it moves around the finger in your mouth.

You take his silence for sternness, and nervousness brews in the pit of your belly, "I'm very sorry, sir, I know it was unprofessional."

He blinks, snaps out of it, and realizes he's hard beneath the desk. He scoots forwards slightly, locking eyes with you again and shaking his head, "It's fine. I hate to fuel your fire but he deserved it. Just try not to do it again."

"What if I do it again and just don't get caught?" You raise an eyebrow cockily, leaning forward to joke with him. The sight makes his stomach bottom out, and he feels the urge to lean forwards, not back like he should.

"As long as I don't have to deal with it, that's fine." He lets himself laugh, delighting in the soft smile it spreads over your face, your eyes crinkling at the edges, "You're a good agent, Y/L/N, I'm glad you're with us."

"Me too." You beam at him warmly, "Thank you, Hotch."

He wants to correct you. Aaron, he thinks, you can call me Aaron, hell, he'd let you call him daddy if you really wanted to, but he stays silent, only nodding with a kind smile on his lips.

"Do you want me to send Prentiss in now?" You stand, taking the papers he hands towards you over the desk. He deliberates, he knows she's next in line for a review, but his pants are tight and he's gripping the arm of his chair so hard his knuckles are turning white, so he shakes his head, "Not quite yet. I'll get her in a little while, I just need to finish first."

He gestures towards the paperwork he'd been working on when you came in, but he knows damn well he needs to finish, not finish. You nod cheerily at him, bidding him a good day. It's a sentiment that he returns, and he watches with rapt attention as you shut the door to his office and race down the steps, a bounce in your step that makes your chest shake.

He keeps paperwork held conveniently by his side that just so happens to cover the bulge in his pants as he closes the blinds to his office. He's sure Rossi will understand the correlation between you leaving and Aaron shutting himself in, but right now he doesn't care, all he cares about is fucking his fist hard enough to pretend it's your cunt.

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lostonmari · 5 months

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SUCCESS #4 - THIRD PARTY OBLITERATED!

I literally never ran to open tumblr so quick yall. MY SP AND HIS PARTNER BROKE UPPP. - Long post, so TL;DR if you don't wanna read: I affirmed inconsistently and mostly focused on visualizing for a week, and my sp broke up with the third party yesterday. Story under the cut ↓

I don't like to go deep into old circumstances but basically with my new sp (he doesn't even know who i am 💀) he had a boyfriend and they have been together for a WHILEEEE like almost 9 months. But did I care? hell no!! I had been affirming inconsistently for a week (I think I started like December 6th?) I was saturating my mind with the idea of him being single, so along with affirming I would imagine him deleting the pics with his boyfriend off his ig and imagine him removing his bfs name from his bio, etc and I mean I would REALLY be invested in my visualizations. I was literally smiling and giggling to myself in my room at like 3 am thinking about how happy i'd be seeing that man out of his life. I wasn't just affirming and then going back to having random thoughts. NO. I was purely focused on this man being single and ready to befriend me and fall in love. Since I was heavily focused on it I was like already kind of knowing I'd see some type of movement soon and EXPECTING to see it. And ofc.. guess what happened?

fast forward to this morning a friend whos been M.I.A (missing in action, aka gone) FOR LIKE 2 WEEKS!!! texts me about some drama (which I think is part of my other manifestation to ruin my ex besties relationship bc she told me a lot of stuff about ex-bestie's current bf but let me not gossip incase they ever find my page ik they have tumblr LMAO) And after we talked about the drama and I asked her about how shes doing etc, I name dropped my sp without even thinking about it and honestly looking back I think that was inspired action maybe? but guess what. she told me SP AND HIS BF BROKE UP YESTERDAY NIGHT 😭 I was in so much disbelief I screen recorded her voice msg and replayed it back 5 times just to make sure I was hearing her right. remember y'all, NOTHING can mess up your manifestation if you believe it won't. lmfao because I was spiraling out of control screaming yelling crying to the heavens like 2 days ago because I was getting impatient. deep down I know it wouldnt have taken this long if I wasn't obsessed with him but you live and learn!

next on my list is for me to manifest us being friends nd him having a crush on me. (And if anyone's curious yes me and my ex I manifested back are still together. I'm just a cheater LMFAOOO) anyway see yall soon 🥰🥰

#loa success #sp manifestation #law of assumption #manifestation #manifesting #loassumption #sp success story

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randomnameless · 3 months

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Reverse uno card : Jugdral edition

2014 : "yay, i can't wait for a Judgral remake, with updated graphics!!!"

2024 : "gods please no remake"

What happened in ten years to make me dread the remake I would have sold my soul for back in the days?

Well... IS's policies and new writing, mainly.

While I was joking about "Genealogy of the Holy Self Insert" in 2015, I still had faith in eventual Jugdral remakes. Sure, we were in the big Fateswakening era where the only things I could frown at IS were the "writings" worshipping self inserts (Ryoma being jealous of Corn's talents, when Corn was like, 5?) - but I still had hope for a more "serious" FE, and I first I was very delighted by FE15 - no self insert, a more "serious" setting, no hyperbolic time chambers to try to explain in watsonian words why second gens exist, etc...

But there was still something ringing dead wrong with FE15, which I only noticed thanks to FE16 and its years of discourse - at one point, IS's writing went in a certain direction that makes it impossible, imo, for us to have a "correct" Jugdral remake, as long as IS still follows this direction.

I'm not talking about uwufest - even if it is part of the larger problem - but back in FE15, I remember being really pissed at the schizophrenia of the plot : saying one thing and the inverse at the same time.

The narration reminds us of the classic Kaga lesson : whatever madness exists in dragon/gods, a greater madness/evil lurks in the heart of men.

And yet, we have the Hero (who was so cajoled by the plot that, at times, you have to wonder if Alm wasn't the devs's self insert, he's lavished with praises almost as extensively as Ike was!) saying nonsense - without being contradicted by characters at all (or when Celica does it, she admits later she's wrong) - like Duma being responsible, mainly, for the events that transpired in Valentia and, novelty that wouldn't have been in the original game since the character was made for the remake, Berkut's fall and madness.

By that point in the game, the player saw that Berkut hunts low class people for what he sees and perceives as sport, is the textbook classicist asshat noble, but has a lot of pression on his shoulders due to his role of being the heir of the Empire, pression that isn't alleviated at all by his Uncle who mocks him and refuses to give him a third chance... to fight against a person said uncle very well knows cannot be defeated by Berkut himself, especially as said Uncle pretended to "care" for him, only to pit him against his trueborn son whom he names his heir just before dying.

Point is : Berkut feels betrayed by Rudy and goes mad - because of this betrayal : Rudolph named him heir when he fully knew Alm was alive and was the true heir he always wanted, in Berkut's eyes, no matter what he did, it wouldn't have mattered to Rudolph since Rudolph planned on giving Alm his throne since day 1 - of course, without telling him a thing and making him believe he would one day become Emperor.

Is it Duma's fault that Berkut went off the deep-end in Part 4? Because Rudolph's shit gambit involved playing with the life of his nephew and crush it in a bid to have Alm unify the continent against Duma ? Or... it's just Rudolph being an asshole, not curbing the worst of his nephew tendencies (and in a larger part, of Rigel in general) ?

Now, Rinea. She too, is called one of Duma's victims, and yet, who pushed her in Duma's magic pyre that turns women in witches? Duma himself?

No.

Berkut, who already, when pissed tells her "silence woman" pushes his fiancée and love of his life in a pyre to sacrifice her, because in his grief and rage (caused by Rudy!!!) Rinea is only a pawn to be sacrificed to gain more power to kill Alm. Sure sure, Berkut is redeemed in death and Rinea - in a classic Kaga style writing that wasn't here made by Kaga since this plot is basically new so where the fuck does this sexism come from - forgives him and they both die and ascend to another plane of existence.

The point is, despite what Alm says, Berkut and Rinea's fates weren't caused by Duma's degeneration - but by Rudolph and Berkut's own actions.

Heck, I remember when I was sort of live-blogging my run back then, Desaix's greed and lust for power wasn't fueled by Mila's apathy : it wasn't Mila who burnt Celica's house and tried to cook Conrad, it was Desaix, and why Desaix did it? Because he wanted to become king. That's it, and that's all.

So why FE15 - while giving the Kaga message - still tries its hardest to pin the blame of everything "wrong that happened" on... dragon gods, refusing to acknowledge the own responsibilities of humans in their suffering?

I think we had that lunar dialogue at the end of FE15 (or in part 4?) where Clive (i think?) tells Alm without gods giving their blessings, people in Valentia will starve, and Alm saying that may be so, but ultimately Valentia will survive and work hard through those upcoming harsh times to demonstrate how humans, when they work together, can achieve things without needing to rely on Gods - basically, King Alm tells his people to starve now because Humanity will come out stronger afterwards, since they will have learnt to grow their own food without needing magic dragon blessings to make the ground fertile.

... yeah. That's definitely going to work.

FE15 took the Kaga lesson to try to hammer some "humanity fuck yeah!" Square JRPG message and it completely messed up what FE2 tried to say.

(I confess, retconning Duma'n'Mila in dragon gods like Naga from Archanea was a big part in this shitstorm - that was also retconned to explain Grima from FE13! - i mean Duma'n'Mila have to die because they're degenerating, but they didn't get the memo from Gotoh living overseas that degeneration can be stopped by using dragonstones, instead of being a fatality that must be dealt with death...)

Humans cannot be held responsible for what they did, everything BaD that happened is somehow due to the influence of dragon-gods : even if it means "suffering" and sacrificing a part of your population, this choice is a good one to get rid of the obviously nefarious influence of dragon-gods.

So, is it so surprising that FE16 - the most popular title in the franchise uwu - went in the same direction?

Even if it tried to mitigate the "gods BaD" spiel because the avatar - Billy - is the Goddess reborn, the thing is the CoS - aka the dragon - is blamed for humanity's mistakes through each route (AM dodges the question completely) and all routes end up with the dragon going away (her skull being cracked open, or she retires, or she dies off-screen, or she dies because the plot commands so unless you want, as the player, to shag her).

"But in VW, Claude reconsiders his initial stance!"

And yet, it is only off-screen that he seemingly becomes aware that Fodlan people are not superpals with Almyra because Almyra raids them, not because Rhea told them Almyrans are BaD, that's why he tries to negotiate - off-screen and post-game - some sort of ceasefire between the two parties, or at least make it so Almyra doesn't try to raid Fodlan every Thursday for their weekly dick measuring contest.

No matter the ending, Rhea retires and in the worst support, muses on her failings for "having turned a blind eye" to Fodlan and its people in her quest to resurrect Sothis : aka, Rhea (and the game, since Billy doesn't tell her anything) believes Fodlan's state is due to her inaction and not, you know, the action of the humans who lived in the continent and ruined it of their own volition.

Which is also what fuels the endless discourse about what kind of power she has - or not : Rhea BaD for using her power, but also BaD for not using it and letting humans to their own devices.

Supreme Leader's memetastic line from the trailers ring even more true : in Fodlan, Crusts are to blame for everything. For Adrestian being attracted to young women because otherwise without crests they surely wouldn't seek to bed a 12 years old Doro, for Miklan trying to murder his younger brother (and not because, at least FE16 wise, Miklan is a terrible person who is very jealous and not afraid to kill even a child to get what he feels like he deserves), and for people basically killing their wives/letting their daughters die to get a "suitable" heir.

Humanity/Humans can get a pass for doing horrible things (Berkut burning his fiancée alive) because those horrible things can sort of be linked to "dragon-gods", and so, the blame exclusively lays at their feet.

I am always reminded of that Obi-Wan reply to Anakin when Ani accuses him of having turned Padmé "against" him, Obi-Wan basically tells him he brought this upon himself.

Now, what would Obi-Wan tell a non-recruited Doro who blames the Goddess for the War, the leader she is actually protecting, started?

Billy is no Obi-Wan, so we are left in this limbo where characters are telling you everything wrong that happens in Fodlan is due to "dragon blood" aka their existence and presence, even dragons who blame themselves for "being blind" - but not once do we have the Kaga message, or an Obi-Wan reminding people that they have to take responsability for their own actions : Hanneman will blame crests (dragons) for having killed his sister, but not the man who forced her (marital abuse?) to bear him many heirs until one was "good enough" for him.

Claude blames dragons for creating, both literal and metaphorical walls between Fodlan and Almyra - and it's only in his best ending, after the game credits and off-screen that he seems to realise that those walls were built by Almyrans raiders.

"enough about the fodlan rant, what about jugdral?"

Jugdral was sort of unique for not having a giant eldritch abomination as a boss, unlike the later FE8, we never fight Loptyr in his "original" form, Loptyr is fought through his host, Julius.

And I love Jugdral because unlike Fodlan, the local evil death cult might stage a few skirmishes and manipulations here and there, but Jugdral people are... asses, in general.

Elliot will mount an army to seduce Raquie while Eldie is away - and it's not because Manfroy told him to seduce her, no, Elliot does it from his own will.

Reptor'n'Langobalt'n'Andrei rebel against Kurth and Azmur? Sure, Arvis is pulling some of their strings, but Reptor'n'Langobalt are ambitious, even without Manfroy whispering anything.

Arvis pulls out his gambit... with Manfroy's help (and blackmail?), but also because he genuinely thinks he can sacrifice lives to make HIS world a reality because HE has great ideas about how the world should be and will torch anyone who opposes him.

F!Lewyn, as much as I dislike the character, reminds the cast that while Travant's actions might seem justified to him and to the Thracian people, he is still a man who assaulted a bunch of randoms + non-combattants in a desert, amushed them and slaughtered them : no matter his reasons and how justified he was, Travant is still a criminal to Jugdral people.

In Jugdral, people do things and have to take responsability for it - Oldvis basically dies after losing everything he had - by Seliph's hand (and with his own participation!!) because Oldvis has to take responsability for what he did in Barhara. Ditto for Travant, who accepts to die if it means the peninsula will be united (tfw his son doesn't understand what he meant !).

Dragon blood and Dragon people are never blamed for the shitty state Jugdral is in in the 1st or even 2nd gen, if Danan turned Isaach in giant brothel, it's not Julius-Loptyr who asked him to do so, nor Manfroy.

At least, that was the case for the pre FE15/FEH/FE16 Jugdral.

Now...

While I want to blame FE16 for this shift, I know the roots are more ancient (FE15?), IS's writing seems to favour a certain narrative, aka people having sad and or complicated fates because of their brands and Holy Blood - when the ONLY case of having a fate tied to Holy Blood was the Curse of the Gae Bolg, aka a sibling quarrel between Dain and Noba that will eventually "curse" Noba descendants, but through the events of the game we know that curse is more like a prophecy : Quan doesn't die because he had Noba Holy Blood, Quan dies because Travant kills him in Yied. Why Travant kills him? FE5 reveals Quan and his forefathers are basically letting Thracians starve and refuse to "give" them arable lands, or even export food.

Now, did Travant kill Quan because Quan had major Noba Holy Blood, or because Quan (and his forefather)'s policies made Thracians so desperate that their king feels like he has to resort to murder to "save" his people?

The issue is more complicated than "he has Noba HB so I had to kill him".

Come FEH and we had, in 2018 (before FE16 but after FE15) this :

My blood has granted me gifts, it's true. I have expended every effort to be worthy of those gifts. That same blood makes it impossible for me to live a peaceful life. That's a lesson I learned from my mother...

Now, even if I was dissecting and hc'ing and posting about Saias a lot for 5 years, I fully understand Saias is a character with maybe 20 lines in FE5, so you can only dissect the script and theorise and read between invisible lines to get something about the character.

But this?

It might be a reference to Cowen's last words who basically tells him his job is to "pass on" his Fjalar HB, and how having major Fjalar HB was the reason why Manfroy tried to kill him when he was younger (his mother Aida died to protect him).

And yet, FEH here seems to imply Aida died because Saias had Fjalar HB, and not, y'know, died because Manfroy wanted to kill him due to this HB.

It wasn't HB who killed Aida, but Manfroy!

FE5 never reveals why - but if Fjalar HB was the reason why Manfroy targeted Saias, then why the fuck wasn't Oldvis iced earlier, since he has the same brand and blood?

In a way, Saias blaming HB here as the "reason" why his mother died and why he cannot live a "peaceful life" is similar to a Leif who would blame Quan'n'Ethlyn for being the reason why Travant and the Empire were after his life : what is to blame, their "blood" that makes people want to kill them, or the fuckers who want to kill them?

Granted those lines from FEH completely miss the point of Saias as a character - FE5!wise Saias is in a class that cannot use fire magic, when his HB automatically gives him the highest rank in fire magic, and he is funnily enough the only character who "retreats" in his death quote -> Saias doesn't "expend" every effort to be worthy of HB, he hides and doesn't use the abilities given by said HB!

We can say, mkay, this was just FEH trying to fit their "gods and their influence BaD" narrative and missing the real culprits, aka humans themselves (Manfroy is one!) - from FE15 - in Jugdral, even if it meant retconning a character no one cares about.

But then, last year, we had Galzus' FB :

You speak of the blood of the Sword Saint Od. Perhaps. Is that the reason you have been set on a path of violence and bloodshed?

Nyx says Galzus' "curse" isn't tied to his HB, but it's basically his regret at not having been able to save his daughter.

So far, it's completely the inverse of what I decried, so this was a good FB, right?

There is no doubt that the blood within you compels you to lead a cruel life. However, the loss of your daughter was the wedge that split your life into pieces and let the curse in.

Damn it Nyx, why???

Why Galzus's brand "compels him" to lead a cruel life - when it was just established that Galzus fell to despair and became a mercenary who kills for money after the loss of his daughter?

Before losing Mareeta, Galzus, at least per this FB, wasn't killing people right and left as the merc he now is (or was in FE5).

Now, much like Saias...

Why was Galzus left to roam around Jugdral with a toddler to begin with?

I had a daughter. When my wife died, I brought my daughter with me as I traveled around Jugdral.

This FB establishes that Galzus settled with Mareeta's biomom for a while, but when she died he "traveled around". Why Galzus couldn't return "home" and had to "travel around"?

You know the Ribaut family was devastated by our own House Isaach.

Timeline wise : Ribaut is already demolished during the prologue of FE4, and Mareeta is no older than Leif himself, which means she was born after Galzus' grandfather and Ayra's brother, aka, his uncle, beheaded his dad and demolished his kingdom. Galzus, in exile, had Mareeta, and then had to "travel around" Jugdral because his home had already been demolished by "House Isaach" -

Note how Ayra talks about the Ribaut (i prefer rivough but meh) family when she talks about her very own sister - Galzus' mother. Jugdral family trees being what they are, Shanan, Larcei, Scatach and Galzus are actually cousins, Galzus is Ayra's own nephew, just like Shanan!

Anyways, in FE4, the reason given behind Ribaut's destruction is their attack on Darna, so the Isaachian royals killed them.

Galzus' "cruel life" wasn't compelled by his HB, Galzus' life took a turn for the worst when his Uncle and Grandpa knocked at his door and slaughtered his entire family, destroying their Kingdom.

So why FEH tried to fit his backstory in some sort of "dragon blood is to blame" Fodlan narrative?? They at least acknowledge the bad blood (lel) between Isaach's royal family and Ribaut's, hell, Ayra even wants to say Mareeta is a part of Isaach's royal family in her FB with her son, so it's not to whitewash the Isaachian royal family because their units are more popular and would sell more...

Contrary to Saias, Galzus's writing and his FB seem to have been made by people who cared and didn't completely ignore what the character was about so... why this emphasis on his HB ??

Are we bound in post FE16 releases to have, at least with the current writing team, the excuse of "dragon blood is to blame" ? Galzus cannot blame the Isaachian Royal Family or even the slavers for his (and his daugher's!) fate, but he can blame his HB, aka, a non-entity?

Will HB be now used as a "responsibility free" card, because the fate a character suffers or their actions are only tied to said HB? Arvis will get a pass because his HB compelled him to save the world (tfw Victor prefered to "seduce" women instead), Lewyn will be lightly chided by his mom instead of receiving the beatdown he has in FE4 because his HB now makes him unable to stay in place? Ditto for Ced, Karin won't chew him out for abandoning his mother and sister because his HB compelled him to travel around, so in the end, dragons are to blame for him abandoning his sister and mother?

That's what I'm the most afraid in future Jugdral remakes, that had humans characters with human flaws in a crapsack/shitty verse, the insertion in a future remake of a very Squenix "but aksuhally gods and church bad" when Jugdral is the pinnacle of "the world sucks because people living in this world suck". No need for secret sects manipulating everything in the shadows like FE16's Agarthans, Chagall is a horrible person without needing Manfroy's help, and Hilda will not say "Holy Blood is to blame" when she tortures Tailte to death.

When Tailte is caught and Hilda'd, it's because she participated (or even commited) in parricide, and because her camp/army lost the battle. She doesn't die because of her HB, she dies because Hilda kills her, most likely, for having killed Reptor (Hilda wants to avenge her "father" when fought, i'm pretty sure she means her father in law aka Reptor!).

As befits a game called "Genealogy of the Holy War", people aren't targeted because of their HB, but they are targeted because they are part of a genealogy - see the Leif comparison earlier on : Leif is hunted because he is Quan's son, even if he doesn't have Noba major blood. Seliph is hunted because he is Siggy'n'Deedee's son, not because of his Baldo HB.

In FE4, Manfroy tells Julius Arvis was a thorn at their side because "Fjalar's ways" ran too strong in him - implying he had some moral fiber that would make him oppose the return of Loptyr (but those same "ways" didn't prevent him from torching his own brother and conquering the world...) - I will have to check the translation and og script, but was Saias targeted because he had Fjalar HB, or because he could develop the same moral fiber Arvis does in his later years, or just, because he is Arvis's son? Cowen seems to suggest it is FB, but we know Fjalar HB cannot harm Loptyr so... what was the true reason?

Blaming dragon-gods reduces the complexity of Jugdral's setting and characters - and in a post FEH world where tropes win character contests and sell a lot of alts if they are flanderised enough + a post FE15/16 world where characters, to be likeable enough, have to ditch their responsibilities or at least have the plot elude them to pin them instead on vague and non-important (gacha wise) gods, what is going to happen to Jugdral?

Fanfics are fanfics and people are free to write whatever they want - but I wonder (especially after Nopes and the plethora of 'golden endings' fics that ended up with the CoS as the big bad lol) if fics where Mareeta and Ced blaming their HB for their various hardships is going to become the new canon...

I seriously hope it will never, and it if happens then...

I guess I'll still yell at cloud and nerd about the 1990s versions of those games, completely ignoring the new releases (save for maybe updated artwork).

Tl;Dr : FEH makes me afraid Judgral remakes will borrow the "humanity fuck yeah" page from FE15 and FE16 and put the blame of Jugdral's shitty situation from Jugdralians to... Holy Blood and "dragon-gods", completely missing and rewritting the point of those games. IS already said "fig" to Kaga once or thrice, but this might become the most contentious "fig" they ever give him if they decided to write a Jugdral remake this way.

#rant #heroes salt #fe series salt #at least the few last games #FE17 is a breath of fresh air #will it become the new standard or will we have more and more shit like those FBs?#jugdral stuff #at this point i'm afraid of that fandom syndrome #where you put much more thoughts and love and care about a setting than its own authors #so when said authors develop it you're disappointed #because you feel like it's a downgrade to what it was before #like star wars maybe?#i'm very worried about the writing of future games especially since the faux issues raised in Fodlan games apparently #made people want more writting as consistent as pudding #as long as has a veneer of being solid and realistic

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MuichiroxDemon Amari AU.

It's finally here lol and kinda late but it's finally done! I hope you all enjoy 🥰

Unofficial coauthor tag: @risingscorchingsuns

I've hyped this up a lot so I really hope you like it too Leon 🥹❤️‍🔥

Word count: 4,977 (ik I said 5k lol editing)

Amari was gasping and broken. Physically, she was about to collapse. She could feel at least 2 shattered ribs, a twisted ankle, and the spottiness in the edges of her vision from the blood loss was starting to cause her head to swim. She clenched her jaw as her hand came up to support her ribcage, attempting to ignore the ache in every breath.

She carefully slid one foot in front of another, being more mindful as the continuous shifting walls and opening doors caused those random drops to appear. In the silence, minus the hissing and barely audible gasps of pain, she paused for the brief moment to take in her surroundings (not that she believed it would help much since everything was constantly shifting and changing). The room she managed to find herself in seemed to be a conglomerate of house walls and doors sliding and moving against each other at strange angles, changing at random. She could catch glimpses here and there of different flashing colors, scenery, was that a house?

The group she had been with got dropped into this hellish maze and they had all been quickly separated as enemies, demons began to appear left and right. It seemed like every shifting door opened, they grew and moved, raising and falling as they were dropped and pushed. They all disappeared one by one and Amari quickly found herself alone.

Her heart fluttered dangerously in her chest as she tried to focus on moving forward. Find the next demon, find the closest door, find Muzan. Those were her objectives, she told herself as she tried not to focus on the crushing guilt, the haunting and repetitive look of fear and dread that crossed their faces again and again every time they would be torn, dropped, or ripped apart. Her head felt heavy as it hung for a moment. She leaned against a wall that had slid over towards her as she tried to move on, past the guilt, for her fellow corps members.

A sudden disembodied and sinister laugh echoed around her before a well dressed man stepped out from around the very same wall she was resting against. Amari glared as she tried to immediately settle into her first breathing form. There was no denying what he was, or who. Muzan Kibutsuji, the Demon King. His suffocating presence was unmistakable as she met the twisted yet empty smile adorning his face. Crying out as she pressed her weight onto her front leg, a torturous pain shot through her leg and her ribs as she took a full breath, causing her to drop down to her knee. She hissed and gripped her sword with ferocity while she glared at the floor, waiting and listening.

“Amusing, but you’re not who I was expecting. I have more cockroaches to take care of. However,” There was a pause as he took a few barely audible steps towards her collapsed figure. “However, I think you can be useful to me.” Amari adjusted the grip on her sword as his shoes came into her eyesight. ‘I know I will die. I need to make sure it means something. I’m sorry, Mui.’ She thought to herself as she took a long slow breath, mentally steeling herself for what was about to follow.

As she went to lift her eyes from the floor, she tensed to swing her sword in an attempt to land any damage to the demon king that she could muster. In the midst of her attack, however, her eyes met his and every muscle in her body turned to ice. In a fraction of an instant, all of the strength was sapped from her body as her sword fell uselessly to her side. She wanted to fight. She wanted to feel that igniting passion that spurred her only moments ago but the only thought that passed through her racing mind as his eyes bore deep into hers was ‘I’m going to die here.’

“I had no intentions of making any more demons, but there are still Pillars alive.” Muzan’s empty smile twisted into a grimace as she willed her frozen muscles to move, even twitch. It didn’t matter, though, because the instant her hand moved, her sword was gone, tossed aside with a flick of his wrist. Letting out an animalistic snarl, he gripped her throat with his nails, digging them into her neck as he lifted her off the ground before turning to hold her over one of the endlessly open abysses that existed in the Castle. Amari sputtered and gasped as she immediately gripped the inhuman talons that clutched her trachea.

“Do…it. Kill-” His laughter echoed around them, interrupting what she thought were her final words as she felt his large elongated nails grow somehow thinner and even longer. They drilled deep into her neck as she felt what could only be liquid fire entering her blood. Panic and anger began to cloud her mind as her airway, already constricted from his hand squeezing, now started to completely close from the rush. She couldn’t breathe as she felt every inch of her body overcome with this molten heat, working its way into each of her fingers and down to the tips of her toes. It was beginning to enrage her. Every human thought or memory she ever had was completely consumed with this unbearable hatred and searing fire. The twitching that was beginning in her muscles as her body began to seize in his grasp told her that she wasn’t human anymore. As she fought with all the mental willpower she possessed, it wasn't enough as her humanity and mentality began to slip away into the searing fire and darkness.

“Did you not hear a word I said, pathetic slayer? I won’t be killing you. You will be making yourself useful to me. Take care of that Pillar.” Muzan spoke in a tone of disgust tossing her off to the side as her body continued to seize while she rolled around. Amari began clawing at her chest and throat, coughing as her airway opened once more. Her breathing began to come in ragged gasps as screams of agony were silenced by her clenching her jaw. He would not gain any satisfaction from hearing hear her scream as the pain rippled through her body in waves.

She lay there in disbelief, panting as the molten fire that raged through her mere moments ago, quickly settled into a low and steady burn. She didn't even realize that her new ‘lord’ had departed. Slowly, her arms moved once more, beginning to claw and tear at her chest, her face, her neck, her arms; anything she could possibly reach, even though she knew it was futile. She knew that demon blood had entered her body and now she is one of the monsters that haunted every single dream of her loved ones.

A deep roar worked its way through her chest and ripped its way out of her throat.

She had spent countless hours and years of her life training. She had sacrificed her childhood, her parents, her beloved siblings, the only life she ever knew or wanted; the callouses that layered the skin of her palms proved her dedication to a war she was forced into. Those memories disappeared in an instant, ashes and smoke as she was consumed by a desire to kill.

‘It was all useless.’ she thought as her teeth and nails lengthened, as her throat became hot and dry. She tore at the ground, curling into a ball while the burning heat settling deep in her core and the boiling rage settled hot in her chest. Kill, kill, kill…It echoed almost like a song in her ear along with every heartbeat.

'Take care of that Pillar…' Bright blue eyes, long dark hair with a matching dark uniform. She knew this face somehow. Who was this? ‘Take care of that Pillar…’ It was only a whisper amongst the all consuming darkened rage and need to kill that was beginning to eat away at her mind. The bloodlust had entered her veins and burned the image of that Pillars face bright behind her eyes as the war raged on in her soul.

‘You’re late today…Brace better…Again…You’d be dead in battle…You’re too slow…You need to be more aware of your surroundings’

Amari’s eyes blackened over as the transformation completed. (Kill, kill, kill…) There was a beat of silence, notes of soft hissing as doors moved around her before she steadily moved to her feet. She flexed all of her muscles, testing the strength of her new body before she took a deep breath, tasting the air on her tongue, tasting the flavors of humans and other demons alike, tasting their positions in the Castle.

She took another long and slow breath before picking up her katana and sheathing it. Her eyes moved around the clearing type room that she was in, taking note of a pariticular wet rain scent off to the east. She turned her body towards the taste as she dug her heel into the floor, putting all of her power into her initial launch as she ran. She needed to find this face and she needed to find him fast.

Muichiro’s mind continued to race with an endless current of anxious thoughts. He and Sanemi had been dropped into this twisted house, assumed to be Muzan’s lair, with most of the other Corps. He cared about them too, sure, but definitely not like his current Tsuguko.

Amari slipped through his grasp over an hour ago and she hadn’t left his mind since. Logically, he knew she could handle herself. She had been training under him after all; but it didn’t ease the knot deep inside of his chest, the nauseous ache in his stomach or his eyes that continued to dart around with every step that he took as he ran.

“Right!” Sanemi’s gruff voice called out as Muichiro was pulled from his thoughts. His gaze turned towards the direction that Sanemi had called out as they both came to a halt. The most vile, repulsive smell filled his nose. It made his eyes water while he tried not to gag as they were met with one of the most gruesome sights.

A large figure covered in a black cloak was crouched over a melted and nearly unrecognizable pile of Corps members’ bodies. Its skeletal hand was shoveling mush and flesh towards its shadowy mass of a face without regard as it hadn't noticed either of the Pillars presence yet.

The demon made a loud noise, a combination of a groan and a vibrating growl as it turned towards the sound of their disturbance. They draw their swords, the nichirin metal catching the dim lanterns' reflections just barely as they meet each other’s gaze for only a brief second. As the demon slowly rose, showing that it was much larger than they both thought, he decided to strike. ‘It’s easily 3 feet taller than me. Knocking it over first will be the quickest way to behead it.’ He thought to himself as he shifted into a deep crouch.

The ground shook with every stomp as the monster charged towards him and, when it made a grab for him, he jumped.

“Mist Breathing: Sixth Form, Lunar Dispersing Mist.” He murmured as he landed a multitude of slashes along the demon's exterior. Though he had been aiming for its body as he twisted and sliced his sword through the air, he learned as the metal made no contact that this monster had no type of body.

Muichiro turned back towards the demon as soon as his feet made contact with the floor. As the pieces of the cloak that he cut fell, Sanemi ran towards the demon, its grotesque form now on full display as it reached its corpse-like arm out towards the younger boy.

“Wind Breathing, Second Form: Claws, Purifying Wind!” Muichiro braced for the aftershock of Sanemi’s attack and the bite of the cold. There was a beat of tense silence after Sanemi landed, hitting the demon with clean and precise strikes. Both of its heads tilted slightly, pausing as each one moved to look at either slayer as it let out an ear piercing shriek before the head facing Sanemi exploded. They jumped back to the edges of the room in horror as acid and blood burst out everywhere, watching as the neck wound closed almost instantaneously. As the men moved to combine their attacks once more, Muichiro noticed an ever-so-subtle shift in the air. Instead of the incredibly pungent and sour stench from the acid that layered almost every corner of the room they were in; now that disgusting scent was mixed with the subtle dry aroma of smoke and the slightest hint of wisteria.

“Smoke Breathing, Second Form: Smoke Left From a Burning Soul.” His eyes filled with unshed tears while the knot in his chest vanished as he attempted to take a deep sigh in relief at the sound of her voice. A familiar shadow crashed through the wall behind the demon, bringing with it a wave of smoke that began to permeate the room in an instant. The corpse demons breathing grew more ragged as it turned towards the sound of the intrusion, bony hands in search of anything it may be able to grasp. He watched as her familiar pink nichirin steel cut through her own smoke as he heard her voice call out.

“Third Form, Shadow Dancing Slash.” The effect was instantaneous as they could only watch her strikes land consistently and almost rhythmically. Her smoke moved through the air, cloaking and hiding her body's movements from the monster. Her sword moved upwards in quick succession, deadly determination within each stab and slice. As Amari’s shadow moved around with her strikes, Muichiro caught a flash of her gray haori as she launched herself above the demon high in the air. She brought her sword above her head as she completed her technique and in the dim glow of the lanterns, she had never looked more elegant or graceful.

Her toes touched the floor with barely a sound as she lifted her head. Her smoke slowly dissipated, the demon's ragged breathing quickly turning into gasping before taking its final breath as the bones and rotten flesh holding its joints began to split apart, falling into ashes before it touched the ground. As the dust from the wall fully settles and the smoke finally clears, he’s able to see the dingy girl that he’s been searching so desperately for.

“Shit.” He could hear Sanemi murmur from across the room. He didn’t ask what it meant when his foot moved a single step towards her, almost in a daze. Sanemi swore all the time, why should he care what the reason was now? But as Amari slowly turned around to face him, his gaze shifted from relief to confusion. Who was he looking at? He knew it was Amari, but it wasn’t his Amari.

His Amari’s ashen haori was kept in pristine condition with a hidden secret she refused to share with anyone. This Amari's haori looked just like hers too though, but it was torn and soaked deep burgundy with blood, not even dry yet. His Amari’s eyes, the color of clouds before a thunderstorm, so beautiful he could get lost in them forever. He swears he almost has. This Amari’s eyes were pure black with a deep gradient blue center, but lifeless. Empty. No longer any hint of the humanity that used to lay mysteriously beneath her surface. His Amari’s hair was unkempt and a bit messy but tied together. As easy as breathing but everything with her was. This Amari's hair was straight down and her colors had reversed with the tips of her hair being white instead. It unsettled him, as though she were a reflection. One he wasn't sure he was ready to face.

Her hand gripped her sword while her unseeing eyes glossed over the walls and around the room. The anxious feelings he had escaped mere moments ago, returned as she met his gaze. The air in the room shifted and felt charged with electricity as the grip on her hilt changed and Sanemi took a hesitant step forward. Muichiro raised his hand towards him, ever so slightly moving his own sword towards Amari, not moving his eyes away from hers.

“Go on. I will be the one to take care of her.” Muichiro spoke determinedly as the elder scoffed before turning away and sheathing his blade.

“Will you?” Muichiro sneered and looked to respond but he was already gone.

“You.” Her voice wasn't above a whisper but his attention snapped back to her face. Her eyebrows were drawn in, her fangs were exposed as her lips were pulled back over her teeth. Her eyes held no hint of the love or care that he had grown used to. Now they held a mirrored rage that he recognized all too well. But he could-he could change her back right? No, she's a demon now. But surely she-she wouldn't…

“I hate you.” He quickly stepped to the side at the same moment she lunged forward thrusting her sword to impale him. A resounding crack echoed through the air and he screamed, feeling agony as his leg was broken. In his panic and pain, he swung his sword. Metal clanged together as she deflected his blow before she jumped a few feet away. She really was going to kill him…

“I hate you!” She growled as she rushed towards him once more. He drew in a quick recovery breath as he rolled and while he stood, he shifted his weight onto his unbroken leg. He blocked her initial attack from his right side with his sword, the sound echoing through the empty space. His hand came up to block hers as she tried to hit his face.

Amari saw her opening as she took advantage of his distraction. She raised her leg between them, landing a kick to Muichiro’s chest and sending him through one of the many walls scattered around the endless rooms. She followed quickly as she landed on top, not giving him any time to recover. She raised her claws, swiping at the left side of his face and almost tearing open the side of his cheek.

“I’m sorry…” Muichiro spoke so softly that if she hadn’t seen his lips move, she wouldn’t even be sure he had spoken. She growled as she went to bring her fist down on his face, his unarmed hand came to catch hers.

“I am more sorry than you will ever live to be aware of. I will spend whatever life I have left atoning for the mistakes I’ve made to you, towards you,” He brought his leg in between them as he rolled them over, pinning her beneath him and seeing her face now frozen in shock.

“I pushed you too much- I only wanted to push you to be better. I only ever wanted you to be the best version of yourself. Better than me in every way. I could see the beautiful, loving soul you were, but I only wanted…I am sorry.” The last words fell in a whisper, echoing into the empty air between the two tragic heroes. They fell into their familiar and almost comfortable long stare as both of their eyes filled with unshed tears. Amari nodded in a silent understanding as they both realized what needed to happen now, before the sunrise. His eyes slowly widened as the weight of his sword became overbearing, causing it to slip from his grasp.

He'd done it so many times before. He had sparred, trained, pushing his body beyond its limits to where he could barely see, move, even eat. Numerous swords battered, chipped and destroyed. Countless heads had fallen to his feet, many times almost at the cost of his life. He had never given it another thought, merely decided that this was his path in life, that he had no other reason. After seeing the other Pillars with the same reasons, he only became more sure in his beliefs. Every demon will die. They both knew this was it and yet…he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t bring his blade to her neck. Their eyes remained locked together in that same unknown trance they had been caught in endless times before. He felt the familiar flutter rise in his chest while his limbs became weak. His eyes widened as she smiled softly and spoke with a whisper into the empty air.

“I can’t wait to spend my final sunrise with you.” Memories flooded back to the forefront of his mind and his eyes filled with tears as they began to play like a film reel.

I can’t wait to spend my final sunrise with you…He remembered the amount of surprise that went through his mind when he first heard those words. Why him? That was very out of character for her to say. What should he respond with? Instead, Amari just gave him such a quick smile, he was almost sure he’d imagined it, before she moved past the threshold out towards the street as they left the wisteria house.

I can’t wait to spend my final sunrise with you…He looked down in his lap to see she had fallen asleep after muttering those words. Almost as if she was already drifting off into a dream. He idly wondered why a sunrise would matter so much to her if it would be her last one. As he watched her face morph from the usual forced emptiness to a softer, more relaxed dreamlike state, he couldn’t help but smile. Maybe spending your final sunrise with you wouldn't be so strange, he thought to himself.

I can’t wait to spend my final sunrise with you…Those words rang through his ears with a sense of familiarity. He watched her from his peripheral view as she quietly stole a glance his way before intertwining her pinky with his for the first time. It felt like a bolt of electricity shot through his heart. As the first fiery beams of sunrise lit up the horizon, the two slayers turned towards their mini camp, their little fingers still intertwined.

I can’t wait to spend my final sunrise with you…Muichiro’s forehead rested against hers as she muttered those words into the empty winter air. The typical patrol had been uneventful and she was bitter but as the warmth of first light approached, he could sense her excitement. That phrase though, he couldn’t ignore the sense of deja vu every time…oh well. They both know he’ll remember one of these days. He smiled as he gently kissed her forehead before they wandered back towards headquarters, the crunch of the snow filling the comfortable silence.

Hundreds of moments, memories, lost and forgotten. He could hardly catch his breath as they came rushing back into his mind in waves. Days and weeks that once felt incomplete, now felt like home with the reminders of her face, her eyes, her touch, her in his life.

He was no longer pinning her down in an attempt to restrain her from killing him; instead, his arms rested on either side of her as he laid above her, brushing the disheveled hair away from her face as he simply stared, drinking in every detail of her now peaceful expression, appreciating their quiet unspoken moment yet again as they simply exist together.

It was his final goodbye and he needed to remember. Needed to burn her memory into his mind and soul. His eyes bore into hers, the fascinating colors and shapes morphing together as they changed from the typical demonic form and ice blue shade, slowly but surely back into her human set. The once murderous gaze that held nothing but tragic anger was now replaced with her usual emptier stare returning his own. The color that everyone considered to be dull ashen gray, he now realized held the tiniest flecks of purple making them more ashy lavender. His gaze drifted to her eyelashes and the way they kissed her cheek every time she blinked. He wanted to kiss her cheek also, wanted to feel the softness of her skin under his lips. But he couldn't. He would be tempting fate. He would be losing time to remember. So instead he let his hands do the work as they continued to trace the shape of her face, moving and threading his fingers through her hair as he did before not so long ago. It seemed like a distant dream now. Her lips were next; the soft supple skin almost never changing from the usual set neutral expression. He was used to it. As he had learned, not only was she a quiet beauty on the outside; her quiet personality was hiding a beautiful yet damaged soul on the inside. It was hiding all of her pain, her love, her fear; all of the passion that drove her to carry a sword, to slay every demon she encountered. He realized in that moment as he continued to admire her tragically beautiful expression, that she never had to be better, he never had to improve anything, that she never deserved any of this. She was perfect.

She merely caressed his face, leaning up to kiss his cheek softly only once before returning her head to the ground. As the silence grew between them, his admiration and love grew as he just continued to take in all her beauty and grace, cursing the gods and tragedy of it all. He wanted to say something, anything to take all of this away. He just wanted to save her. But nothing would have been able to come out as he heard himself letting out panicked gasps. His turquoise eyes trying to etch every single inch of her face into the back of his eyelids. Every time Muichiro closes his eyes, he wants to be able to see her smile, her usual soft and satin like hair, almost wishes he could burn the memory of the feeling into his hands.

Neither of them noticed when the Infinity Castle fell apart and burned away around them. Muichiro was too absorbed in how her body always felt warm, comfortable with him. It always felt like it belonged and he just wish he could have held her more. Instead, the changes of the inky black to lighter blues indicated that dawn was coming.

Fresh tears filled his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. He hissed slightly through the pain, the uneven gasps were quickly turning into quiet sobs as he prepared his final goodbye but he couldn’t bring himself to say anything. All he could do was press his lips to hers in a desperate unspoken attempt as the first golden rays of sunrise broke through the shadowy shelter of buildings and trees.

The skin on his lips chapped in an instant, the flesh around them nearly melting as he pulled away. He could feel the flesh she had once torn open on his cheek cauterize as a burn and scar was left in its stead. He opened his eyes to see her smiling, placing one final touch to his cheek, to the mark that would now connect them beyond death, as the last of her body and bones burned away to ash in the early morning sun.

The broken breaths and sobs came and went as he curled up on himself, gripping onto his own uniform. When demons disintergrate, they leave nothing behind… He couldn’t truly let himself believe that she was gone. There was no one to hold him anymore, he could only hold himself. After some time, he began tearing his fingers through his hair, desperately looking for some form of comfort but none came.

‘Sunrises bring hope,’ She had once said. It was one of Amari’s favorite quotes. ‘It means I got to wake up and see the next day.’ He never saw a sunrise the same after that. He no longer detested the bright, waking streams of light due to their hours and his want for sleep. He could have swam in the sun’s various seas of oranges, golds, and yellows. It brought him a sense of joy he couldn’t describe. He couldn’t stop himself as he began sifting through the memories, almost laughing at their bittersweet meanings of a past he’ll now cling to with a desperation for a future he knows he’ll never have.

He sighed as a familiar black uniform and white mask rolled his body over.

“Oh goodness! Lord Tokito, we thought it was you! We’re so happy to see you!” Another Kakushi ran over with a package, presumably a first aid kit as they began assessing his injuries and his eyes were empty as he stared at the passing clouds above.

“The…the battle is over, Sir.” The Kakushi mentioned awkwardly as they started bandaging the more minor injuries. He hissed as they attempted to temporarily fix his leg. One of them reached towards his face with aloe cream in hand when he gripped their wrist, his nails digging in to the point where he was drawing blood.

“Ouch! Uh, Lor-”

“Do not touch my face.” His adrenaline was beginning to wear off as his speech slurred lightly and his eyes began to droop. The burn's intensity was beginning to increase but he was determined to only feel it on the inside. Just as she would have.

“But sir that wound-”

“Is the least of my punishments for my failures.” The tone was even, there wasn’t meant to be any emotion behind it but it was simmering just below the surface. The Kakushi pulled their hand back and nodded slowly. Saying nothing else they simply went back to tending to the rest of his wounds.

This will be my reminder.

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petrichor-idyllic · 1 year

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Hi! I was wondering if I could get a Brenda x Fem!Reader where Brenda is sort of the Reader’s gay awakening and the boys all tease the Reader about her crush on Brenda?? All when they first meet her please. Love you! Hope you’re doing well 🥰🥰

YESSSS FINALLYYYYYY.

Brenda is easily my second favourite character. I feel like my favourite is obvious at this point. Ik people hate on her in the books (and love her in the films) but I think she was an interesting character.

Definitely a crush of mine so I'm happy to actually write for her.

Though, this one is a bit shorter because writing dialogue from the movies for every single fic is seriously starting to slow me down lol- I'm doing this bad boy from memory. And since this is a simpler idea that takes place in a short space of time- less words, yanno. Hope y'all understand.

AWAKENING

MASTERLIST | BRENDA MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: See above. Movie based fic.

WARNINGS: Inappropriate language, the Scorch, no actual romance because the prompt is all about teasing and you being a disaster gay, mention of Newtmas because even if Tommy doesn't see Newt that way- it's pretty much canon that Newt had a thing for Thomas. WICKED being WCKD because movie.

The boys were thrilled when a girl showed up in the Glade. They thought that they'd finally have a shot at flirting and maybe even get somewhere with it.

Luckily, Alby was there to shut that down real fast.

And you took no interest in any of them.

You liked them plenty enough. Minho's protective and funny. Newt's realistic. Frypan is a good cook and keeps spirits up. Thomas is brave. Teresa is... there.

Teresa. That's an interesting one. She's pretty by any means, but you never really liked her. She distracted Thomas and clearly has different views to the rest of you- which became obvious when you escaped WCKD into the Scorch.

Dealing with Cranks and losing Winston was a tough blow. And now you have Aris, who is quiet but smart and a useful addition to the group.

So when you broke into a factory to escape a lightning storm (where Minho nearly died), you face a bunch of chained up Cranks.

The next thirty seconds or so are pure chaos of unbridled screaming and fumbling of lights.

"I see you've met our guard dogs," an unfamiliar voice says, the grinding of a door startling you all as you back into a huddle.

The girl has short hair and casual clothes, not that much different to the ones you used to wear in the Maze. Minho yanks you behind him.

"Stay back!" He shouts, but the girl weaves through the infected, seemingly completely unfazed as she reaches you.

"You guys look like shit," she scoffs, smirking. You stand on your tip-toes, peaking over Minho, your heart skips a beat when she makes eye contact with you.

Her smirk grows and he eyes flicker before she turns around.

"Come on, follow me." She pauses, looking over her shoulder. "Unless you wanna stay here with them."

Thomas takes the lead, as per usual, and you all cautiously follow, desperately trying to avoid the walking corpses.

She tells you all her name and monologues about the factory and some guy called Jorge without even looking back at you guys.

"No one's come out of the Scorch in a long time- you've got him curious." She looks back, making eye contact with you. "Me too."

You feel warm, looking away and stumbling slightly over a rise in the floorboards, which leads Newt to having to catch you.

It's awkward as you walk into a large office room, a man looms over a desk as Brenda gets his attention. He turns and starts speaking, but you can't seem to focus as Brenda takes a seat a few feet away from you.

You've never been attracted to anyone before, but as Thomas talks to Jorge, your gaze is locked in the girl sitting on the sofa.

She's confident, sarcastic and seemingly playful, whilst also completely remaining in control.

She notices you staring, smirking at you and looking you up and down. You immediately look away, your face burning, eyes cast at the ground.

Oh God.

She's hot.

Are you... gay?

You'd never considered it before, especially when Teresa came up and you didn't feel anything for her. But I guess she just wasn't your type.

Your type is apparently sarcastic street rats who could probably kill you with their bare hands.

Figures.

Though, you probably should've figured it out when you spent the only life as you remember surrounded by boys and didn't fancy a single one.

Is this the gay panic Newt spoke about when Thomas appeared?

You look at Newt, who is already looking at you, squinting. He looks between you and Brenda before grinning.

And that's when you all get grabbed.

Brenda stands up, grabbing the back of Thomas' neck and scanning it. Brenda's face drops as she stares at the machine.

She looks at you, guilt crossing her face for a second.

And then you get tied up.

Hanging from the ceiling as you all desperately squirm, shouting at Minho to shut his mouth as he makes relentless sarcastic comments, which just further dampens your mood.

"Yanno, (Y/N)," Newt snickers, "I don't think I'm a fan of your new girlfriend."

"Huh?" About four different people respond.

"Shut up, Newt- now is not the time," you try and pull yourself up, fiddling with the restraints keeping you air-born. But it's no use.

"Yeah, well, it's not like we have anything bloody better to talk about."

"The shuck's he on about?" Minho grumbles.

"Nothing." You dramatically cross your arms, which is actually quite a comedic sight since you're upside down.

"She has a crush on our kidnapper."

"What?"

"Come again?"

They all look at you- well, they attempt to. Frypan is unvoluntarily slowly spinning.

"I don't! Newt's just... bored?" That's the best you could come up with

"Bored?" He barks a laugh. "You were totally checking her out, shank."

"I wasn't!"

"You were."

"I was not!"

"You absolutely were."

"She is pretty cute," Thomas says, and you inwardly cringe, not wanting to seeing Newt or Teresa's reaction to that one.

"Yanno," Minho says, "that makes way more sense. You like shuckin' girls; I knew it wasn't me."

"Shut up, Minho," at least three of you say.

"So, how exactly are we gonna get out here so (Y/N) can get herself a girlfriend?" Minho continues.

"(Y/N)'s girlfriend is the reason we're tied up," Frypan corrects.

"Can we please not call Brenda my girlfriend?"

"Too late."

"For shuck's sake."

That's when Jorge returns, asking questions about the Right Arm and nearly sending you plummeting into the abyss below.

So, you come up with a plan to escape.

"Minho, put your back into it, dammit!" You shout as he tries to push Teresa.

"I'm- Shuck! I'm tryin'!"

It's actually disastrous.

How you all managed to get out of the Maze alive is an absolute mystery to you.

Somehow, miraculously, you manage to force Teresa onto the platform surrounding you. And then Janson's whiney voice comes through a loud speaker.

So, it becomes a mad rush to escape.

Which then goes terribly when one of Jorge's men attacks you.

Thomas manages to hold his own, but when the man gets his gun back, you're on the verge of accepting defeat.

It's been a long day.

That's when a gunshot rings out and the guy's body hits the floor. You all look up to find Brenda standing there, gun in hand.

She looks directly at you. "You okay?"

You feel small and fuzzy under her gaze. You're starting to understand all the fuss the Gladers had about women.

You nod, stiffly and awkwardly.

"Okay, come on, we gotta move." She waves you all towards her, and it takes you all a second but you follow.

"Hey, maybe your girlfriend isn't so bad after all," Minho jokes as he slips past you, taking the lead.

"Shuck off, Minho- she's not my girlfriend," you whisper-yell as you storm after him.

"Yeah, a girl can only dream, right?"

This was pretty fun to write, but sorry for no actual romance, unfortunately after this there's a dramatic group split and then nothing really slows down until the end of the film and I simply could not bring myself to do another entire movie piece. So, just a fun little unserious one-shot.

I hope this is satisfactory for now, aha.

And I hope you enjoyed :))

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weridpersonhelp · 1 year

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Turning fighting into fun

description: Y/n and her little sister asks Kyle to stay at his house while their parents' fight. though a depressing time, they all have an amazing night.

this is kind of a tease to my fic I am writing. if you want to know more just ask.

warning: Swearing, fluff, topics of fighting, topic of divorce, runaway, happy ending.

Pairing: Kyle x reader (friends to lovers)

Ike

kyle

Y/n

Lilly

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Kyle opens the door confused at who would ring it this late, their stood y/n at the door he little sister who's Ike's age behind a little at the path.

"Hey umm, I'm sorry to ask but is it okay if we stay for a couple of hours. My parents are... well." Kyle had suspected something was wrong with your parents, this now confirmed his suspicions. He should turn her away, his mum would of. but it was late, his mum nor dad was home, and he was left babysitting Ike. alone.

"Sure, come in." A sigh of relief was let out from Y/n's chest as if she was holding her breath, she calls for her sister and heads inside.

"Trucks!" Ike says running up to the two girls as they enter the house.

"y/n!!!" He shouts making Y/n smile and hug the boy happily.

"Ike, Lilly how about you two plays with Ike's new toys?"

"YAY!!" The two scream and run upstairs to Ike's room, Y/n eyes watch the two with pitiful smile.

"Thank you, Kyle, you have no idea how much this means to me."

"No, they're no need to thank me. stay as long as you need." Y/n smiled at him as the two stared at each other for a while in silence.

"Do you wanna play Minecraft? we can start a new survival?" he asks her Y/n snapes out of her daze from staring at him.

"Last one to find diamonds has to buy the other whatever they want!"

"Fine under 20 limits!"

"You're on nerd!"

and like that you two went to the Xbox and started to play, after you beat his ass in Minecraft getting diamonds first. You decide to actually build together, so with Kyle built you a house while you went exploring. it was beautiful and you honesty had no idea how Kyle managed to build it. and for some reason the thought of you two sharing a bed even in virtual game.

"Kyle go to bed already I wanna start making a farm! and I can't if they're going to be zombies everywhere." Kyle rolls his eyes and groans but heads to bed, Y/n felt her cheeks heat up at even the thought of her crush in the same bed as her.

"Y/n were hungry!" Lilly came down and wine's Ike following behind her Y/n sighs slightly as Lilly goes to sit in her lap.

"We have no food in the house either-" "HUNGRY! HUNRGY!" Ike shouts Kyle now sighs and goes to grab Ike.

"let's go to the shops quickly I just got paid so I should have enough-" "Y/n you don't have too." Y/n places a hand on Kyles and gives him a reassuring look.

"don't worry about it, you are letting us stay, plus the store within walking distance. we can take these two with us and I can order a pizza it's right across the street of the store." Y/n explains listing Lilly from the seat leaving Kyles hand, it felt old without her touch.

"Plus, you owe me 20 dollars, so may as well use to have a movie night for the kids."

"YAY MOVIE!!!" ___________________________________

"Y/n I'm in my Pj's, do we really have to-" "too late now Kyle. should have stopped me before I said we were going to the store." Y/n explains holding both Ike's and Lilly's hand as they walked down the street, Kyle was wearing his Pj's jumper and hat out with boots. The little one's following in his footstep's Y/n being the only one with proper clothes, though it was a sleeveless turtleneck and shorts.

The walk was fun for everyone but Kyle, as they singed and dance the whole 10 minutes there. That was probably one of the best things about living in a small quite mountain town.

"Okay, Kyle. You tke these two into the store and buy some things for the movie Rember nothing too surgery. I'll join you soon-" "Wait you going to leave me here! WITH THE KIDS?!" Kyle shouts Y/n hushes the boy quickly.

"No need to yell and I said I would be back as soon as I was ordered it. the pizza will be done as soon as we are done shopping. Now you two behave I'll be back in a second." Y/n left the boy there with the kids, the two of them starring up at him. he just sighs and grabs a trolly.

"alright hold on the sides." He asks and they follow his orders, as soon as he entered, he got stares from all around. Why oh it was the kids. he hated stares, sometimes he wondered if he had anxiety, he hated it..

"Choclate!" "No Ike, Y/n said something not too. surgery"

"CHOCLATE MILK!" Ike screams.

"Ike. I said no!"

"AAAAAAAHHHH!" fuck, Kyle felt eyes stare more intense as Ike began to wine.

"Wait, Ike please-" "CHOCLATE!" "CHOCLATE-" Oh no not Lilly too.

"Both of you stop! no chocolate milk! You'll go crazy"

"WAAAAAH!!!" Fuck, fuck, Fuck, fuck, Fuck, fuck, Fuck, fuck-

"You know what maybe-" "Ike, Lilly, you heard him." Y/n's voice startled them all, Kyle was thanking God. Kyle was so happy to see her face.

"Y/n!"

"You heard him, no mean no Lilly, Ike. You can have a small juice each but that's it." Y/n says controlling the two, somehow you were able to handle and control these two troublemakers into behaving.

"Thank god your back! I don't know what I could have done without you." Kyle says making Y/n chuckle at his words. Small pink blush dusted his cheeks as, Y/n lifts the two kids into the trolley and Kyle begins to push them. Kyle and Y/n talked about what they to get, to not hype the kids up too much, but enough for a sugar crash. while the Lilly and Ike tried to pick out Lollie's or drinks of their choosing without Y/n or Kyle suggesting something else.

People in the store stared but it didn't bother Kyle anymore, for some reason you made their stares almost disappear when you were around. People in the store smiled at the sight, it almost looked like a young couple with their two children.

"Your family is just the most adorable, how old are they?" A old woman approached the two, Kyle pulled his hat down slightly in embarrassment. he didn't mind the thought of having a family with you cross his mind. Making him curse himself and get embarrassed.

"Oh no ma'am these are out siblings." Y/n explains no sigh of embarrassment in her voice. though her face said otherwise.

"Oh well you two make an adorable couple! have a good night lovely."

"She was... nice?"

"Yeah..." for a while it felt Awkard, with a weird tension in the air. both of the teens refused to bring this up but hoped the other would. That was until Ike tried to steal some Skittles.

after a while they finally finished shopping, only having a bag of grocery Y/n went to pick up the pizza as Kyle, Ike and lily waited.

"What a couple?"

"Pardon?!"

"The lady said you were a couple? are you?"

"What no! Lilly me and Y/n are just friends" Just saying the words 'just friends' hurt his chest, but why? why did it hurt in the first place?

it started to snow, distracting the children but left Kyle in a daze. that was until Y/n came out with a bag of pizzas.

"Alright ready you three?"

"Yep!" they all say

"Alright let's go you two."

And like that they started to walk back home, or to Kyles at least. Kyle looks to Y/n and notices how her brown eyes felt so warm even though it was snowing, her pale skin looks soft, and her hair looked silky smooth. but he also noticed something. else.

"You cold?"

"Just a little, Still adjusting to the cold here."

"here" Kyle stops taking off his jumper, before she could protest, he places it on her and zips it up.

"Wait Kyle, It's fine."

"I insit" Kyle was just wearing a long-sleeved orange shirt that was a little tight on him.

"Thank you" Y/n mutters only for Kyle to hear, the rest of them walk home in the snow...

the rest of the night went well, the pizza's where amazing and Y/n picked Shrek to put on for the little ones, Y/n still wore Kyes jacket. it was big on her to the point of looking like a dress, it made her look small and his heartbeat fast.

"oh, do you want this back?" Y/n says catching Kyles stare at it, he shakes his head no putting up a hand in protest when she tries to take it. off.

"it's fine, I just though. it looked... cute on you" Kyle hoped she didn't understand his mutter, but Y/n did but kept it too herself. sitting in silence the two with blush on their cheeks as Y/n eats meat lovers and Kyle eats cheese. The two laughs at the adult jokes only noticing them now since you didn't as kids and by the time the movie was over Lilly was out cold, Kyle went to get her blanket while Ike sat quietly.

"You alright Ike?"

"Yeah...."

"Not tired?"

"Yes"

"Come here buddy." Y/n says Ike does do and climbs to the couch and sits in her lap, she sits up properly back Stright as the boy leans in close to her, arms wrapped around her his head laying on his chest. Y/n had met the boy first when Lilly had made friends with the boy it's. later she met Kyle when she joined Wendy, bebe's and Nichols band. Though she never though they were brother until they went over to their house for the first time.

Kyle comes in placing a blanket over Lilly, tucking the girl in Y/n smiles watching him treat her little sister well, her heartbeat. increasing.

"Too loud!"

"Oh, sorry Ike, I can't control it." Kyle looks over at Y/n he felt mad when with how his brother was so close too Y/n but also felt this overwhelm of joy, as if his heart was melting at the scene.

Y/n gently playing with Ike's hair, Kyle wraps the two in a blanket earning a small thank you from Y/n. he sits down behind her, placing a hand around the couch.

"Here." Y/n says giving some blanket to Kyle, who smiles. the girl leans on him slightly, he begged his heart not to beat to so fast like it has before.

"Can you sing for me Y/n?"

"Sing?"

"What about?"

"From osutralia." Y/n chuckles at the boys

"Umm I don't think oh wait-" Y/n clears a throat lightly and starts.

"I been around the world a couple time or maybe more, I've seen the sights, I've had delights on every foreign shore. but when my mates all ask me the place that I adore I tell the right away." Kyle as confused but enjoyed hearing the song, it was an upbeat one not good for lullaby. but when she sang it so softly and quietly it almost was.

"I want a home among the gum trees with lots of plum trees, a sheep or two and kangaroo a close line out the back. Verandah out the front and an old rocking chair." the song was odd Kyle had never heard of it, but when would he? he's never had an interest in Australia let alone been taught about it. soon enough, Ike was asleep, but Y/n dare not to move the boy.

"a home among the gum trees? what's a gum tree?"

"A tree that kolas eat, have you never heard of them?"

"never.

"What?!" Y/n then went on a rant about her home country, he had never seen the girl so worked up in his life. she was normally so calm, but this was a new side to her. and he liked it. he liked it a lot.

that's when it finally hit the idiot.

he liked you...

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"Sheila look!" Gerald says pointing to the couch. Lilly was in on of Kyle arms, while Y/n was wrapped around you and Ike. you had all fallen. asleep.

"Oh my! let me get my camera!"

thanks for reading, comment if you want that Kyle x reader. or even a Kenny x reader one-shot idk have fun loves. <3

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