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fluididentity · 2 months

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The bitter taste of vanilla, the sweet scent of lilies

Haha nice purelily doomed by the narrative swap au fiction made by yours truly, me!

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/53343343

Rating:

General Audiences

Archive Warnings:

Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceMajor Character Death

Categories:

F/MMultiOther

Fandom:

Cookie Run (Video Game)

Relationships:

Pure Vanilla Cookie/White Lily Cookie | Saint Lily CookieDark Cacao Cookie & Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)Hollyberry Cookie & Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)PureLily - RelationshipDark Cacao Cookie/Golden Cheese Cookie (Cookie Run)Golden Cheese Cookie & Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)

Characters:

Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)White Lily Cookie | Saint Lily CookieHollyberry Cookie (Cookie Run)Dark Cacao Cookie (Cookie Run)Golden Cheese Cookie (Cookie Run)GingerBrave | Brave CookieDark Mage CookieVanilla Orchid Staff (Cookie Run)

Additional Tags:

Blind Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)White Lily Cookie | Saint Lily Cookie is Not Dark Enchantress CookieNo Dark enchantressBlind Vanilla CookieAutistic White Lily Cookiethey/them golden cheeseswap auEvil Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)Ancient Heroes (Cookie Run) - FreeformCookies of Darkness (Cookie Run)no beta we die like dozerWhy do i traumatize my comfort character?Selectively mute White Lily cookieMiscommunicationMisunderstandingsmultiple POVsI should lay off the angstMy First Work in This FandomMy First AO3 PostGuess what suckers!Trans Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)Even purelily isn’t straight on my watcheven though that won’t add to the plot idchumanized cookiesbut not to much thoHow Do I TagHelpdramatic irony whooooooooim so unserious in the notesCussingonly in notes thofor nowhaha this gave me brainrotpurelily my OTPNew updates traumatize the suckers even morethis is both game and fic lol

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English

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Published:2024-01-28Updated:2024-02-17Words:7,032Chapters:5/?

#cr kingdom #ancient cookies #cookie run #pure vanilla cookie #white lily cookie #white lily crk #goldencacao #cookie run spoilers #hollyberry cookie #pure vanilla crk #crk fanfic #cookie run kingdom #cookie run au #swap au #purelily #doomed by the narrative #golden cheese cookie #dark cacao cookie #bittersweet au

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applecarecale · 2 months

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It’s becoming increasingly obvious and can’t hold it in any longer!

I must draw book of life Au of bittersweet 😔😔 (credits to the creator of bittersweet web series Yuurivoice)

believe Finn would excel as the candle man, although I cannot pinpoint the exact reason for this choice. Alphonse would be a perfect fit for Manolo, not because of personal reasons, but due to his suitability for the role. Seth would portray Joaquin, with adjustments made to the Book of Life AU to accommodate family dynamics. Lastly, Maria would be played by our dear listener Boo, although I am considering swapping roles with Alphonse to introduce an interesting dynamic reminiscent of Jolyne in the first four episodes of chapter 1 between Seth and Boo, which I find intriguing.

Then we have Seth’s mum along with Charlie and Derek, Derek is our main bad guy who you know monologue nearly lost his life by an explosion with. But yeah, secondly as for Seth’s mum she will be some what present nit sure as to I can’t put her as La Muerte I might give that role up to one of the other listener maybe the one from Auron part and have him as Xibalba. Charlie will be well one of the side characters of anyone’s choices, or maybe in this book of life Au he was one of the goons of Derek’s still before well Seth ma found him and so on I don’t know, he like a little rat hard to figure out what goes inside his brain. Then we got many other side characters, might use some ocs ive made cause of these series but who knows.

(Random thoughts that don’t make sense )

#yuurivoice #bittersweet #bittersweet au #bittersweetcharacters #fyp #not mine #belongs to Yuurivoice #book of life au #Finn #Derek #Alphonse #Seth #Jess #Charlie #Auron #Faust

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banesberry-anomoly · 5 months

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MORE ART

This was done in like, june or or july I think

Will redraw it later, but were pretty proud of this tbh, the leaves swirling around us was satisfying as fuck to draw though we prolly shouldve positioned our tail to follow the wind instead of it being up like that

Its of YET ANOTHER. FUCKING. TIMELINE. That we remember. We call it the Bittersweet timeline, and it gets pretty heavy, especially in the beginning of where it diverges from the kind of main canon that were from

#Banesberry art #Ukulele.exe #Redrawing this is going to be really fun #Gonna do infodump posts probably #Bittersweet au #scp au #alto clef #dr clef #dr alto clef #scp alto clef #scp dr clef #traditional art

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gotsichi7 · 5 months

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Things We Lost to the Fire

• Minwon / Meanie

• College / Uni AU

• angst

• 30k words - completed

ao3

#seventeen #minwon #meanie #mingyu #wonwoo #College AU #angst #bittersweet au #bittersweet #love triangle

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drowninginblox · 5 months

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Bittersweet Band AU

This I use inspired by a playlist I found on Spotify under the same name.

Below is going to be my headcanons and personal alterations to their AU. All I know is the following: Finn is the lead singer Alphonse is the Bassist Seth does Guitar Charlie Drums

The following are my thoughts and my thoughts alone. I don't tune into YurriVoice streams (im sorry!) so if the man himself has said anything about the guy's singing habits- they're not taken into account here. My b.

Finn isn't the only one that sings

Even though he is the main man for vocals, Al and Charlie are always ready to offer up their voice for a few songs. Seth on the other hand, I think he'd be apprehensive as hell.

Seth thinks he fucking sucks at singing but he's the best. If it wasn't for shitting on himself, management would force Finn out of the job. But no one can convince him otherwise. To Seth, the only singing he can do is background vocals if anything.

Seth and Finn started the band

Seth and Finn met in college. Well, let me rephrase that- Finn was in college, while Seth was the cute boy at the local bar who just so happened to play sets when he wasn't bartending.

Seth always stole the show. Mans was radiating main character energy. Magic shit going on.

Finn introduces himself and the pair somehow became good friends. Slowly Seth introduces Alphonse and Charlie to Finn, they all find out they have talent (woah) and after fucking around for a few months in Al's garage, they decide to go indie.

That is until they have a single that goes mainstream and they follow the success from there

Bittersweet isn't the band's name + fictional fan service (?)

I personally have no idea what the band's name would be but it defo wouldn't be bittersweet (to me). Instead, bittersweet is Al and Seth's ship name created by the fans (much like the main series but Yurri made the name instead and... yknow). All the ships created in this AU have names like this one instead of smashing the pair's names together (no I'm not jealous of the RWBY fandom- you are!)

Below is my indulgence of this idea

Finn and Al: Lavender Floss

Seth and Finn: Black Dahlia

Finn and Charlie: Heathens (a reference to when the two ask for pineapple pizza, Al, Seth, and the greater fandom haven't let this atrocity go)

Seth and Al: Bittersweet (ofc)

Seth and Charlie: Thrifting Queens

Al and Charlie: Bad habits

Little dose everyone know the band's own manager is at the center of a harem *cough cough* yeah bitches. Y'all walked into my trap card- Y/N is canon in this AU.

Conflict (if i were to write further into this AU)

Derek/ dark gang shit would still happen in this AU. Along with all of Al and Seth's shared fucked up shit. However, the dynamic would be somewhat like the beginning of Bittersweet- Seth and Al have tension between them but they act like mostly nothing is wrong. They don't wanna talk about it and Finn and Charlie won't bring it up out of fear for fucking up what the band has going on. To put it simply- the water is under the bridge, but the bridge is rickety and held together with duck tape and chewing gum but no one wants to bring up how crappy it is since it gets the job done.

While this is going on in the background, the public sees Seth and Al's chemistry and think that they are besties (or maybe more wink wink nudge nudge). This would eventually turn into some kind of big fight, one that Finn hasn't seen out of Al and Seth while Charlie has only seen this like... once ...a long time ago

Have it all be framed as shit no one talks about with Y/n because the band's relationship with them is mostly business. Hell- have shit that even other members don’t talk about happen!

Have people from everyone's past come up and like try to bear their fangs into what stakes the band has, whether the actual profit or like social stuff (Ex: an old EX of Finn or Al’s, maybe Charlie’s family ykno?)

Regardless of what conflict you make, the important part is that nothing should be addressed until it absolutely has to be addressed. Regardless of who brings it up first.

The main plot and side plots that I've thought on

There can be conflict in a plot, hence why this is seperate

So the main plot overall is going to be the band growing from indie into the main stream (maybe a tour arc too?)

Side plots would include, but are not limited to

Fandom meddling (This includes shipping, and the fans poking, and prodding into the band. Members even spoiling stuff before the band even announces it)

People from each member's pasts come back to “lay their claim” on any and all profit the band makes (as stated before)

Corporate meddling, whether it be Y/n themselves, or someone upper or lower down the ladder

The looming anxiety that every one of them if not any one of them can, and will be replaced if the band is not doing consecutively well

Social stunts (hooking up with other celebrities, in person or radio interviews, the tour in general)

Being stuck in different locations for varying moments in time

Each boy's relationship with a Y/N and each other

The sudden realization that the boys can do almost anything they want (with varying consequences to their actions) +how far you're willing to push that.

Okay, I'm done with my ramblings. I'm never gonna write about this AU but I think it's really fun to think about.

#yurrivoice #yuurivoice bittersweet #bittersweet #bittersweet au

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cartoonlover87-2 · 7 months

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Cringetober Day 6-7: Pinterest Anime Base + Bittersweet Nene fanart

Sorry for not posting yesterday. Anyways, here's a sprite edit of Yuri that ended up looking like a story arc cover. Bittersweet Nene fanart under the cut.

#cringetober #cringetober 2023 #i am cringe but i am free #cringe culture is dead #yuri ddlc #ddlc yuri #project libitina #my art #fnf sprite edit #sprite edit #Bittersweet AU #pico's school #nene pico's school

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starlightpeach7 · 2 years

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For all the AU! Wukong’s except Backwards: How would you feel if MK were to suddenly marry Red Son? Would you approve of the marriage?

New Life AU!:

"Just because he's the son of my sworn brother does not mean I will immediately approve. He has to earn my respect as MK's father figure first before I hear any proposals of marriage. After that then sure." Wukong said, crossing his arms with the pair of cubs happily napping in a traditional mai dai strapped to his back. The newborns didn't do much other than sleep and be cute, but man they were a lot of work. Perhaps it would also benefit Red Son and MK to give 'the talk' before their relationship progressed any further. Love was built on trust, truth, and surprises. But some surprises should be avoided if not postponed.

Stolen AU!:

Wukong raised a brow before giving a strange smile. "If it benefits my child then I see no reason to object. After all, having a loyal son-in-law to protect him wouldn't be the worst thing. If he starts to get ideas though then we might need to talk. For now, my Xiaotian is only a child with a few childhood friends."

But of course, the Sage knew from experience. True love was the kind that had time to grow.

Magnolia AU!:

"Ah well, I can't speak for either of them at the moment... but I hope that when they're old enough to remember they're able to decide that for themselves. They were in love then, and part of me hopes they still will love each other again. In that case, I would tell them both to follow their hearts." Wukong said as he looked over a drawing MK had made of Red Son and himself together with many hearts. Love was something that transcended lifetimes.

Bittersweet! AU:

Wukong looked somewhat stunned by this statement. His mouth agape and his one eye raised. "Uhhh, I don't think the kid has ever met MK. And I pray he never will. He's a little hell-spawn."

Why did he smell something burning outside?

"I'll be right back!" He said rushing outside. Thankfully it was just Mei starting a fire so they could roast marshmallows which turned into a whole new problem.

BONUS

Backwards AU:

Little Wukong gave an upset chirp on being left out, though he could not even understand what was even happening. He gives a pout before going back to play with his tiny fluffy, peppering him with love and raspberries in an attempt to make the fluffy laugh.

#lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid au #anon ask #stolen au #backwards au #bittersweet au #new life au #lmk au #lmk fanfiction #sun wukong

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o-wyrmlight · 1 year

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Bittersweet: I am here to announce my new advisor.

Affogato, choking: WHAT

Bittersweet, holding up a long-furred cat: Let me introduce you to Bellbottom.

Caramel Arrow: ...Like the jeans?

Bittersweet: Like the jeans. You know, like the boots with the fur.

Salted Caramel: The... fur?

Bittersweet, waving the cat around a little: With the fur. The whole club was looking at her.

Crunchy Chip: what's going on right now

#caramel arrow is in on it #bittersweet au

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skeletongiggles · 1 year

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I grab bittersweet sans by the neck(/aff) and call him sweetheart, sweetie and sweetness-

(You dont have to answer this I'm just being stupid)

I was not expecting this edgy "take one" bowl to get questions, but I am not against it lol

#bittersweet au #undertale au #undertale sans #bittersweet sans #underfell #sweettale #cross-over au #asks #answered asks

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slimecreatorbon · 11 months

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The process of Bitter sweet wally

#welcome home #welcome home au #bittersweet au #slime creator #wally darling #gacha art #gacha club

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filthy-vigilante · 11 months

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After being brutally beaten by Bruce after the Penguin incident , Jason hasn't spoken to him. During his recovery, Roy talked alot to him about cutting Bruce out no matter how much it hurts because Bruce isn't going to change. He's showed Jason time and time again that he won't.

Jason worked really hard to move on, but he's finally able to find people that care about him. He's in and out of Gotham these days. He loves the city, he was born in her heart, he knows her like the back of his hand. But with the now no existent relationship with Bruce it's hard to work in the city full time. There's a subconscious fear of running into Bruce and having to have a confrontation that he's tired of having.

He has been working on his relationship with Dick. Dick is always one to extend the olive branch and doesn't dig into his business too much, which makes everything easier. He also knows that Barbara is always there when he needs some to talk to, he doesn't hear from her much though, she always seems busy with other things. Tim occasionally reaches out to him as well. They don't get along on a personal level but they can be cordial enough to work together, and they are gaining a mutual respect for one another. He doesn't talk much with the other Gothamite heros. He met Steph a few times through Tim, Cass won't have anything to do with him due to his stance on killing, and he doesn't really know the others.

He works loosely with a network of people, that look out for him and has his back when he needs them too. He realized he like working mainly alone. As much as he loves Roy, Kori, Artemis and Bizzaro, he realized that he doesn't like being part of a team. He wants to do his own thing but still have someone come have his back if he needs it.

#jason todd #dick grayson #bruce wayne #tim drake #barbara gordon #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #roy harper #koriand'r #artemis of bana mighdall #bizzaro #Batfamily AU #Bittersweet AU

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theonepunkasshole · 7 months

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... its black mold. godspeed, soldier

actually its two types of mold but the author only described the other one as "the one that cannibalizes black mold" whatever the fuck that means

Son of a bitch

#rottmnt oc #rottmnt rp #theo #rottmnt oc ask blog #theodore #rottmnt #thanks for the ask!#vanilla icing au #bittersweet au

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proxycrit · 3 months

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Part 1 / Part 2

Emmet remembers when he and Ingo first brought Elesa to explore Celestial Tower, back when they were fourteen and thought they were immortal.

“Allegedly, the bell chime will bring ghosts home”, ingo had told emmet with the pompous knowing energy of a child who read way too much brochures. “It’s culturally significant! We must ring it.”

“Hmmm,” emmet had responded suspiciously. “Brother. The bell is at the top of the tower.” The implication stands: Ingo, there are thirty flights of stairs between here and the top, and no elevator to speak of.

Don’t be a coward, Litwick had told Emmet with the blaise tone of somebody who’s going to be piggy backing off of somebody else. Go ring the bell. Tynamo, sensing a litten fight, floated towards a loitering blitzle.

Ingo turns his lilipup eyes on Elesa, who’s squinting at the carved stone faces of the front door.

“Elesa? What do you think?”

Elesa thinks. She shrugs. “We already made our way here,” she said in accented galarian. “Might as well make it the rest of the way. Ganbatte!”

Emmet sighs. “This is a mistake,” he tells the two in exhaustive patience, but lets himself be dragged into the building.

Last time the twins were here, Ingo caught litwick— but not before she managed to nab a good chunk of Emmet’s soul. It’s not terrible; he felt fatigued for a week and bounced back pretty quickly, but it was the principle of the whole situation— celestial tower’s a pain in the ass and Emmet will stand by that until the day he dies.

Like right now.

The map isn’t working. Emmet checked it once. He’s checked it twice. He’s taken out his pen and written on it, which he would usually never do but desperate times call for desperate measures. The compass he brought spins useless circles. It’s like chargestone cave up here, but worse because instead if electric pokemon it’s all ghosts.

“We’re lost, yyup yup!” He announced to the crew. “I vote we eat Ingo first.”

“I love you too,” Ingo told Emmet placidly. “But we all know between the two of us, you’re the tastier one.” Litwick gives Emmet a thumbs up. Emmet gasps in mock affront.

“Elesa, help!”

Elesa gives the two of them a wary look. It took two floors for her to realize this is not just a weird temple with strange rocks, but a full out graveyard. She’s not very happy about that development.

“Don’t drag me into this,” she tells them. “Teme wa urusaii.”

“I will take that as a compliment,” Ingo reports back.

Emmet, who’s cheerfully struggles with Galarian on a good day, simply gives her a thumbs up.

The three painstakingly crawl their way up. And up. If all else fails, Emmet told himself, at least they can orient themselves towards high ground.

“We’re like pidoves,” Ingo gasps. He has fallen behind them on the stairs, with Emmet taking the lead through sheer spite despite his legs going numb on floor twenty two. “We, hah, we are attracted by the magnet of the bell, like, like probopass-“

“I am emmet! You are not making, sense!” Emmet called back. Elesa, who’s stuck between them and looking two steps from perpetual collapse, giggles.

“No, no hear me out, Ingo wheezes. “What if the bell’s a magnetic pole? And that’s why your compass doesn’t wo, woo, hahh, work.”

Emmet stops to rest, just because Ingo is using precious breathing air to infodump. Elesa gratefully slumps against the railing. Tynamo and litwick, lazy in their still small size, have settled on a weary blitzle and look very smug doing so. (Emmet is not jealous, he tells himself. Emmet is also lying.)

“The bell’s important,” Ingo had repeated.

“Okay,” Elesa responds. “If it’s important to you, then it’s important to us.”

And Emmet finds that he agrees with Elesa. Partially because they crawled up twenty fucking three flights of stairs, but also because Ingo thinks this is important, so it is.

And here’s the thing—

— emmet doesn’t remember much after that.

The rest of that trip was a blur of exhausted groaning and burning legs, and by the time the trio managed to breach floor thirty, people’s brains have all but dribbled out their ears. Emmet remembers being disgustingly sweaty. He remembers blitzle almost tripping to death and litwick’s swearing. He remembers tynamo sticking to his neck like a damp towel. He remembers Ingo’s excited sneasel smile, and the way the sunset bounced off of Elesa’s hair.

He remembers the brassy ring of the Celestial bell. It sounded like victory.

But it was Elesa’s cackle turned scream as Ingo swiped cold hands down her neck that sounded like home.

—-

So when the conductor at thirty one, lost and disoriented in the Impossible Place, heard the sound of a familiar bell, ringing over and over and over-

-the sound of laughter-

-EMMET! Elesa cried-

-like a homing pidove, the conductor, thinks nonsensically as something in him perks up.

(Emmet had always liked winning, more than anything else, and the sound of victory calls him home.)

—

Elesa catches lightning in a bottle. Elesa, arms outstretched, finds purchase in her brother, and does not let go.

Emmet is so, so cold, Elesa thinks as the wind steals air from her lungs. (That’s okay. She’s already breathless from a terrible business called hope.)

Emmet stares back. His hands flap against Elesa’s jacket. Elesa desperately drinks in his wan face and too wide eyes and his frost bitten lips. In a tiny, meek voice, almost lost to the wind, he asks:

“Are you real?”

Elesa lets out an ugly sob. Her tears whip away in the wind as they fall. Emmet’s frightened countenance turns immediately to alarm. His shaky grasp becomes a solid grip as they spin through the air, cushioned by chandelure’s psychic.

“I think so??” Elesa warbles. She sees Emmet’s eyes dart to her mouth. He’s reading mirroring her, she realizes with giddy delight— it’s such an Emmet thing to do, to read lips, and-

“I am Emmet,” Emmet breathes. His eyes have started to water. “Yyou are Elesa- Oh dragons, Elesa!?“

Elesa reaches. Hesitates.

Emmet grabs elesa by the lapels and crushes her tight against him. Elesa holds on, and the grief and relief in her accumulates into a wet sopping mess. She’s ruining his jacket, she mourns, but its okay because he’s dripping all over hers.

She can’t hear what he’s saying into her shoulder, can’t read what he says, but everything’s okay because every part of her is chiming

You came back

You’re here

I’m not alone anymore.

Around them, the air distorts as Chandelure’s psychic wavers, flutters, and solidifies. Gravity reverses its call as they settle gently on the ground, dust billowing in all directions.

The ghost pokemon drops next to them, shaking so hard the musical clang of glass makes Elesa flinch.

You fucks, Chandelure gasps. DON’T GO LEAPING OFF BUILDINGS, I AM NOT YOUR EMERGENCY PARACHUTE.

“I’m sorry,” Elesa gasps, still giddy from the adrenaline.

AND YOU! Chandelure howls, whirling on Emmet, who’s still staring at the ghost with huge eyes. He’s gripping on to solid ground with the energy of a man who realized he could have been a splat on the ground.

YOU LEFT!

Emmet winces.

You- You left us, you left me-

Ah, ah no, Elesa thinks as golden globules of light shed from Chandelure. This is what a ghost looks like crying.

Emmet holds out his arms. Chandelure drifts into his embrace, and shakes, and shakes, and shakes.

You left me, the ghost pokemon whispers. How dare you. How could you.

“I didn’t mean to,” Emmet whispers. “I’m sorry.”

Stop doing this to me, Chandelure demands. Golden brine joins human tears, like drops of sun trapped in wet glass. Stop going where I can not follow.

And Emmet holds his tongue, because he knows he can not promise staying. Not while Ingo and Eelektross are still in Hisui.

(In the back of Emmet’s hurt and shattered mind is a spark. Synapses connect. The cold breach of the Distortion does nothing to drown out the sudden flare of hope in Emmet’s chest, so great he can not breathe, so strong he can not feel, because there’s a path. A difficult, painful path through the Space that Can Not Be, but a path all the same.)

“Elesa, Chandelure-“ Emmet’s voice breaks. He wants to tell them about Eelektross. He wants to tell them about the terrible past that is Hisui. He wants to explain how the last five months were filled with horror and wonder and fear and hope.

Hope, he thinks. So he says this:

“I know how to get Ingo home.”

NOTES:

AAAAAND THAT’S ALL FOR THIS DRABBLE. ITS OUT NOW. I CAN FINALLY GO BACK TO POSTING HAPPY SHENANIGANS! (Now you know the shape of their story.)

Thanks for reading this monster of a post!

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