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onskepa · 9 months

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Unlitsa ch 2

Alright here is chapter 2! If some of yall are just seeing this one first! here is the previous chapers! Uniltsa series . Enjoy!

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[first pov]

Apparently I am a smartass in this world. Since I was the one who made the inhaling implants on the humans here. So why do I feel like a dumbass at the moment. I have no idea what each foods are, and scared they would taste something I might not like. "here uniltsa! got your favorites!" tuk says to me as she brings a leaf full of some fruits and other things. "ah...thanks tuktuk" the kids eyes light up with that nickname. So that's good.

Tuk is so cute up front! but from what I remember, she was still short but almost as tall as spider. So why is she a little more shorter? I could never ask what year this is. I would look rather dumb. Last thing I need is people questioning me. But so far, not many noticed my odd behavior.

So far so good.

[third pov]

Uniltsa took her time in eating eat item carefully. While the taste was something familiar, but was still a bit skeptic one some things. Lo'ak saw her eating her food slowly. "you sure you're ok?" he looks at her concerned. "Usually you're eating as quick as you can".

Uniltsa blinked a few times before respond, "sorry, I just have a lot in my mind right now". Lo'ak scooted closer, their shoulders touching. Feeling concerned he looks into her eyes, scanning for something. Knowing her since birth, he can basically read her mind. This time however. Whatever she is thinking about. He cant detect.

"you alright? if you're sick I can take you to grandma to fix you up" he suggests. Uniltsa just shook her head. "no no, I am fine really" she smiles up at him, but it looks more of a nervous smile.

Lo'ak wasn't ready to drop it but stopped asking. Every since this morning his friend sure has been acting odd.

Later on lo'ak took uniltsa out to do their stuff when every time they pass a flower, a pretty rock or a water stream, uniltsa has to stop to look at it. "I swear, you look at all of this its your first time" lo'ak says while crossing his arms.

Uniltsa once again stopped to look at some pretty large flowers. Admiring their beauty.

"w-well yeah! Sometimes when you do things over and over you forget to notice some details" she replies quickly. Lo'ak merely shrugs. "Well are you done? I want to get there while we still have daylight". Uniltsa sighs silently and continues on their path.

Trying to play it cool, she asks "I forgot, where are we going again?". Lo'ak answers, "weird of you to forget but we're going to the long river to collect some beads. Tuk's birthday is in a few days so as we gotta find the best of the best stone for her".

Tuk's birthday? From what uniltsa, tuk was 8 at the start of the second movie. And she is smaller when looking face to face....so how far back did she go?

"right right. Ummmm....I honestly don't know what to give her" she says, literally not knowing what to give her. Lo'ak huffs a bit with a smirk. "Come oooon, you always give her the best stuff, tch, I remember you gave her a empty shell of a bead and she still has it! I swear tuk loves you more than her own siblings".

"jealous?" Uniltsa smirks teasingly. She noticed lo'ak's tail swish in a certain way. But looking at his face, seems she is sort of right.

puffing his cheeks a bit, looking slightly annoyed.

"no" his ears gave away.

Smiling more, she points at lo'ak, "you so are! Cant help it if tuk loooooooves me!!" she giggles out. Lo'ak smiles a bit too. Seeing his friend go back to how she usually acts. "whatever! lets just go!" he stomps the way further.

Grinning to herself she follows him. She takes her time in the path was because while mentally she doesn't know any parts of the forest, her body does. It is very familiar with the forest and its like by instinct to know where to go. Perhaps that is something she can rely on while still figuring out in what year she is in.

But during the mean time, hanging out with lo'ak, her fictional crush, is turning out to be a lot of fun.

And that is it for this chapter! Hope you all liked it! until next time! see ya!

Taglist: @deathislame , @mochacoffeeumai26 , @shit-i-say-shit-i-think , @tojisleftarm

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all-i-do-is-live-in-daydreams · 6 months

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WROTE MORE NOTES WHILE WATCHING THE MOVIES LOKI IS IN. THIS TIME FOR THOR: RAGNAROK. THESE ONES TEND TO BE LESS SERIOUS WHICH MAKES SENSE SINCE THIS MOVIE ALSO HAPPENS TO BE LESS SERIOUS. IT WAS STILL FIN THOUGH.

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I wonder if thor's looking for infinity stones was another of "odin's" (loki's) orders

ragnarok is one of my favorite thor movies though it is less serious than the others. it has a sense of... silly billyness.

heimdall is not there dude. dude got banished. they replaced him with karl urban

skurge has to run alllllllllll the way down the bifrost now

it's a statue of loki, thor. duh.

THE PLAY 😭😭😭 I'll never get over this shit. loki is so fucking funny

"oh shit" YEAH OH SHIT

loki was able to act as odin perfectly before but just loses that here completely like he is barely able to keep his cool

idk if anyone has noticed this. I only noticed after someone pointed it out, but loki doesnt move out of the way. thor pushes him out of the way. loki was just going to stay there and let mjolnir hit him

he looks so good oh my god this movie has some of loki's best looks I just want to Eat him

love that he poked the piece of paper and whispered loki because honestly it's plausible that he'd just turn into a piece of paper

stephen loves dramatics doesn't he?

this scene made me laugh so hard I cried the first time I saw it 😭😭😭 "I have been falling!! FOR THIRTY MINUTES!!"

die odin

the way loki turns and stares at odin after he calls them BOTH his sons

"frigga wouldve been proud" literally kill me it would hurt less. I hate they made odin say things that dont justmake me angry

odin loves dropping crazy jaw dropping earth shattering news and then dipping. he just loves not dealing with his problems and leaving them to someone else

"no. I'm on a different path now. this you must face alone." back to him just making me angry. fuck you old man. just like I said. loves not doing with his own problems THAT HE CREATED.

LOKI'S FACE DOMT DO THIS TO ME. WHEN ODIN SAYS "I LOVE YOU, MY SONS." HIS JAW LITERALLY DROPS HE'S IN SHOCK IN DISBELIEF OF THSOE WORDS SOMEONE HUG HIM AND LOVE HIM FOR ME I CANT TAKE THIS

he fucking oogwayed them that's insane bro it's actually fucking insane 😭😭

HOW WAS IT LOKI'S DOING. HE JUST PUT HIM IN A SENIOR HOME WHERE I BELIEVE HE FUCKING BELONGED AND THAT'S BEING NICE

HELA 💖💖💖💖💖

bye bye loki see you on sakaar

yall don't know how crazy I went when she just fucking massacred the warriors three

trash planet

I FUCKING HATE THAT THEY TOOK DOWN THOR. THE GOD OF THUNDER AND FUCKING LIGHTNING. WITH A FUCKING ELECTRIC (BASICALLY LIGHTNING) ATTACK. IT DOESNT MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE

I do love loki, but he really did make a mistake calling for the portal to be opened. it seems like a very obviously wrong move and uncharacteristic of loki. idk maybe that's just me. then again he does run so.

jeff goldblum is a treasure to the world

one of his hottest looks. whoever the designer and artists were for this movie have my fucking gratitude for giving me this loki.

how was loki there for weeks and just never saw hulk??

cate blanchett is everything

I domt understand why she's so... loki like. the green and black, the blades, even her magic is green.

i do wish the movie was a little more serious. like loki saying to thor "it hurts doesnt it? being lied to. being told you're one thing and it all being a fiction." it's a very serious matter and it's just swept away and a joke is made immediately after those words are said

"our sister" OUR.

"guess I'll just have to go it alone. like I've always done." AND THOR JUST GIVES A SARCASTIC FAKE SMILE LIKE HE CANT BELIEVE HIM. THOR!!! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU !!! also you cant blame loki for hela. she would have escaped or been freed at some point.

LOKI'S REACTION TO SEEING HULK 😭😭

you tried thor, but unfortunately you're not natasha. as much as I hate that storyline.

"Yes! That's how it feels!" 😭

makes me even more pissed about the way they shut him down. HE LITERALLY WAS CREATING LIGHTNIG IN HIS BODY AND THEY TAKE HIM DOWN BY ELECTROCUTING HIM!?!?!? DOESNT. MAKE. ANY. SENSE.

also idc thor was winning that fight. only reason he didnt was cuz they did that to thor.

hate to see him go, but love to watch him walk away (loki)

i really do love watching him fight

loki looks so proud and fond like of the snake stabby thor story

THAT'S NOT WHAT HE ALWAYS WANTED. DO WE FORGET HIS WORDS DURING THE FIRST FIGHT BETWEEN THEM WE SEE? "I only ever wanted to be your equal!" actually going to lose it rn. COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS THOR. COUNT THEM.

I do think thor is being honest about how he thought the world of loki, but never enough to really look, to truly see his brother. never cared enough to dig deeper. and the mistakes loki made have just made it easier for thor to further ignore the deeper problems with his brother. you can love someone dearly, but still never truly see them. I wonder if knowing of thor's love makes it better or worse for loki. to be so loved, but for it to still not be enough to have been seen, to have been helped at all. or easier for it to be a lie and never loved at all, for it makes more sense to loki, because if you loved him why would you never dig deeper? why could you not see what was wrong? what was being done to him? how he felt? maybe that's why he was so adamant in the past, brushing thor's words away because otherwise that would mean even then it just wasnt enough. and it's more familiar to him too. the feeling he sits in, the knowledge that he's not loved or understood, that those around him think so little of him. and sometimes familiarity is easier than taking a new and brighter path.

he could be more. but it's hard to do that when everyone around you sees the worst in you and your stuck in a shadow your entire life. ignored. it's why I love mobius so much. he sees what others don't in loki and actually pushes him to be better and is there for him. mobius is truly the number one loki apologist.

THE THUD OF BANNER HITTING THE BIFROST 😭😭😭

LOKI IS SO DRAMATIC "Your saviour is here!!"

I LOVE WHEN THOR FINALLY STARTS USING LIGHTNING LIKE THIS. ALSO LOKI'S PROUD GRIN WHEN HE SEES HIM.

I take it back THIS is loki's hottest look

"if you were actually here, I might even give you a hug" " I'm here" AND THEN YOU DON'T SHOW US A HUG ??? REALLY???

the look of horror on loki's face when the ship appears. thor looks curious, but loki.... he knows who that ship belongs to and you can just see the dread fill him.

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#I AM NOT A THOR HATER DESPITE MY COMMENTS TOWARDS HOM HERE #he just angers me sometimes with his behavior and treatment of loki #you cant honestly stand there and tell me he couldnt have been better towards him #loki god of mischief #loki ragnarok #marvel loki #loki odinson #loki laufeyson #tva loki #mcu loki #loki tom hiddleston #tom hiddelston loki #tom hiddleston #thor odinson #thor ragnarok #and i may be angry with how thor is towards loki but i still wish for them to be brothers and to rebuild their relationship #like they were going to do qnd were doing before SOMEONE SHOWED UP AND RUINED IT #i think after rewatching all these movies ragnarok has moved down and the 1st thor is my favorite now #i still really like this movie but from my new perspective this movie was a bit too much on the comedy side #not even gonna get into love and thunder i dont wanna talk about it. funny but.... eh #but i wish ragnarok couldve been a little more serious and i think they messed with loki's character a bit #tho I've heard taika was told to leave his character alone so maybe im somehow misreading his characterization in this one #thor of asgard #thor movies #thor #thor the dark world #valkryie #brunnhilde #bruce banner #loki

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handsome-girl-competition · 1 year

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Which were the funniest submission reasonings/extra info you got?

i didnt need any convincing for han sooyoung but i enjoyed reading this anyway

- SHE IS MY LITTLE MEOWMEOW. BEST FEMALE CHARACTER OF ALL TIME AND IM SAYING THAT AS A LESBIAN LOVER OF FEMALE CHARACTERS. - Moral compass swings around so hard day by day whenever she feels like it that the stick snaps five times a day - so so so so so funny. so funny. funniest girl ever. - best character in orv. fuck kim dokja and yoo joonhyuk. kim dokja is my little meowmeow but he could never match up to sooyoung. yoo joonghyuk has the personality of a homosexual wet spinach - Actually eleanor shellstrop from the good place but worse and also sexier - INTENSE homoerotic enemies vibes with a girl whose personality trait is generous and kind to everyone but hates her only. that is actually the funniest thing han sooyoung has ever done. yoo sangah is the kindest person on earth who is emphathetic to everyone and ONLY hates her. but they're also lesbians. iconic. - Really really hot - I fucking love girls that are also cats - Best friends with an actual fucking idiot of a gay bitch - how is she handsome and pretty at the same time

i especially loved how poor yoo joonghyuk got absolutely dragged even tho this isnt even about him. and i cant even defend him, he does have the personality of a homosexual wet spinach

a few bonus mentions:

she is so flat chested you could skip her across a lake or perhaps use her as a bookmark

She's like 8 pixels but trust me

(i do trust u <3)

u know her. u love her. femcel taylor calls her butch as an “insult”

love this one for specifically addressing me. i do know her and i do love her and taylor is a femcel

ahaha something's wrong with her <3

if i see smth like this i know im gonna enjoy whoever theyre referring to

She would be a twitter sexywoman with so many x reader dom asmrs if people just fucking listened and played PTN smh

guys please play path to nowhere and make a bunch of x reader dom asmrs for this person :(

Idk if she counts cause she’s a toon but so handsome🤤🥰

charmed by this one. babygirl almost everyone here is a toon <3

her stand name is literally Stone Free and if she were my character she would be Free to be a Stone butch (which she isnt canonically. because the mangaka is a coward)

op just has a way with words

#alright im done #i looked thru some submissions but theres 1k of these i gotta stop at some point #theres probably some more that are fun in here #oh there was one that made my friend go 'I mean #good for her but being hung does not give you an inherent advantage in the competition #the dragoncock wasnt enough :(#OH #D SLUR #SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

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thegeminisage · 10 months

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okay im BACK in the spirit??? temple??? robot??? factory????? and im done with the last limb. i bet theres a boss. i KNOW theres a cutscene. lets fucking do this

bro this was LLLITERALLY in the trailers how did they put such endgame stuff in and we didnt know!!!

it's so funny. in the trailers we thought flux constructs were gonna be helpful and mineru's body was a boss. but they're bosses and she's helpful lol

god her voice sounds SO familiar

LINK CAN RIDE HER???? OH MY GOD

MECH GAME MECH GAME MECH GAME

oh my GODDD THIS IS WHAT ALL THOSE ARMORIES WERE FOR.......like PLOT WISE!!! i thought it was stupid to just have supplies sitting around

ok thats fucking bananas. im bad at fighting with her bc the enemies are too short lmfao

also im not sure im ready to do this boss thing. maybe i wanna go buy some more battery first...get more practice...

YOU CAN ATTACH A FAN AND DO A NARUTO RUN LOL

god i REALLY suck at fighting in the mech. it's weird! maybe bc i have emitters on her hands and not real weapons?!

oh sick you can give her cannons............

at this point like. i really can just let the gang kill the bad guys lol

the story path seems to be taking me directly to this path i was eyeing last night. i'm getting as far as the lightroot and then peacing out. like. i am getting my ASS beat down here

GLOOM HORRIBLINS?? will wonders never cease...

oooh good call on leaving. i can see a gloom hinox from here that i wouldve had to fight next...i have had more than enough of the story right now anyway, it's time to chill to keep it all Balanced

i bet if i went to lookout landing rn and talked to purah she'd be like I WONDER WHO THE FIFTH SAGE IS. let's try it

awww boo she can't travel with me until i get the secret stone.....

what a BUMMERRRRRR

oh wild!! you can explain about mineru to purah. then why tf cant i explain zelda is a dragon >:(

ok, actually, i decided i wanna go turn in that last claw to help the fucking mother statue or w/e. scary...........................

if im lucky i can just glide/dive there from the nearby tower lol

YOOOO wait dinraal's coming out of her hole...maybe i can snag a piece...

got one! i dont know if ive ever ridden dinraal for an extended period of time before...she is taking me so far from where i wanted to go. sigh

so, while i hate shooting the dragons, i love getting the little spike. i bet it feels sooooo good. like being groomed. a spa day for ms dinraal courtesy of one lunatic nonverbal swordsman

harder to admire the scenery from her back bc of the heat filter. NOT impossible. but harder

ugh there was a blood moon...i couldve gotten such cool pics but i was too slow :(

uh oh we're going down. girl i DONT wanna go back to the depths rn!!!

GOT MY SCALE. i was aiming at her fang but whatever. time to go back to the spring!!! i hope i can make it from here.......

MADE IT. whew. im not staying long idw to encounter any Hands

ok, so back to the mother goddess statue...

oh!!! she's okay again.......

wah she's SPARKLING. i'm welling up a little. it was so upsetting to see her toppled

omg she wants to give me a sword but my belongings are full. if it's the fucking goddess sword which 1. i got from amiibo and 2. MAKES NO SENSE...

well. it is.

finally spent my sage's wills on tulin. his arrows come in clutch and also i wanna go in order lol

i have to quit for now!! more later or tomorrow i suppose

#personal #loz blogging #totk lb #totk spoilers

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fairycosmos · 2 years

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Idk why I'm telling you this, guess I'm all alone. But I've been planning my death for the longest time. Deleted everything off my phone, cleaned my room, bought all the drugs I needed, and I'm ready to go tomorrow. It's heartbreaking to realize this is it. I know it'll work because a month ago someone I knew died using these and I have a higher dose. I guess no matter how hard I try I cant see me dead. I feel like I don't deserve rest. Is this really it? I hope so. Thanks for always being here, I used to send you anons and you'd always give thoughtful responses. I hope this is it

hey, i'm sorry. i'm aware that there's not really anything i can say that will put a dent in the pain you've dealt with and obviously this is a really multi-layered struggle which i'm honestly not trying to minimise the weight of at all - but since you sent this i feel like you need to hear that you don't have to do this, and that there is a way forward, and that you are a person that is worth trying for. nothing is set in stone, and just because you've been planning this to cope with how much you're hurting, doesn't mean that it's what you're destined for or that there aren't other ways to deal with what is going on. i know you can't logic or "positive think" your way out of mental illness, and that's not what i'm suggesting at all, but i just really think it's pivotal that you understand that you can't trust your brain or anything it is feeding you right now. everything is skewed, all of it. you really, really don't have to go down this path and i think the fact that you can't see yourself dead indicates that you want to realise that fact, at least on some level. i really hope you can put your despair aside long enough to get yourself to a safe space or to reach out for help in some capacity - whether it's through friends, family members a hotline or emergency services. if you truly feel you are a danger to yourself, please give others the chance to help you weather that storm before you do something drastic. it's normal to want to give up at times but giving up doesn't have to look like this. you can survive long enough to be able to work on it in other ways, from identifying your triggers to trying out different coping tactics to opening up to others. again, none of these are cures. i'm saying they can transform your situation much more than attempting suicide ever can or will. i know there is no quick and easy cure for this sort of thing and i know the future feels impossibly bleak, but there are truly no guarantees in this life and you don't have to harm yourself to turn it around. please, please consider reaching out as soon as possible by letting people know exactly what you've found the courage to let me know. i'm sending you a lot of love tonight and again, i really encourage you to pick up the phone bc you do not deserve what you want to put yourself through. please take care. x

hotlines / resource 1 / resource 2 / resource 3

#tw suicide #anon #tw self harm

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kewltie · 10 months

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when i write something i tend to have a goal, or actually a specific moment or scene, i aim toward. for this specific scene in stepdad au i had this image of izuku surrounded by his sleeping children and talking about how he wants to protect his kids from becoming like their villainous sire so that they dont walk the same path as him. it was very clear in my head and i knew what i wanted but i have to build to get there.

i like nontraditional family unit as someone who grew up with both parents, divorced, and then raised by a single mother i have a lot of respect for the nontraditional family unit!! stepdad au is one of part of many of AUs that centered around that lol. i like that katsuki who literally been a bachelor most of his life suddenly stumbled his way into like a family and now he's juggling parenthood to these small tyrants and HE'S TRYING HIS BEST.

i think i talked about this before how im not a big fan of kidfics bc they dont really have much of personality and that they're more used as a tool to get the couple together rather their own char arc so for me it was really important that each of the numbers had a very distinct characteristics that you can pick them apart among the crowd. i wanted each kid bounce off e/o bc hey they're siblings should act like ones and have a storyline outside of bkdk's love story. so theres a lot of focus on the kids as much as bkdk's storyline bc izuku (and now katsuki also) world revolves around them. izuku put away his mate/husband to SAVE HIS KIDS!!

heroes comes in all shapes and sizes and not all heroes wear cape, ya know the quote but it's exactly what it is here. izuku's path didn't lead to ofa and becoming a hero but in his own way, even tho it seemingly small in the grand scheme of things, he put everything on the line to get his kids away from their villainous sire so they wont fall on the same dark path as him. he has no quirk and didnt have support from anyone for a long time but he planned this for many years just to finally put his husband away like idk that's fucking stone cold. izuku hid his true intentions and acted the part of the good spouse, the good omega, and kept producing kids and raising them for his mate but he was actually masterminding a plan to bring his husband down and escape with his kids like HE DID THAT!!! ON HIS OWN!!! how could ppl not admire that audacity, that fucking bravery????

even tho izuku did all that, he feels like it wasnt enough bc how long it took the plan to took shape like izuku didn't just come with this plan in a day and execute it within the same week or months. HE PLANNED THIS FOR YEARS AND YEARS and finally he got enough tools in his arsenal to pulled it off (evidences and waiting for his children to be old enough to carry it out). thats pretty badass but izuk doesnt see it that, its the duty of the parents to protect their kids and izuku think he's just doing what he must!!! but even then he wishes he didnt have to wait that long to carry them away from the abuse of their sires but for his plan to work he had to stay lowkey, underestimated, and the good spouse/omega so he had to watched his children suffered but he cant do much against it. it's a hard thing to watch and endure and izuku will always regret how he couldnt do much for them and i think even tho he managed to save his kids and put away his husband, it always live in him how he could HAVE DONE MORE (even tho unlikely). so when katsuki says something about thinking he's doing just fine in his eyes, it's someone ELSE not him that tell him hey, you're not such a terrible parent and izuku's guilt lessen just a lil.

izuku isnt the perfect parent but he's trying and katsuki definitely isnt made for parenting either but he's learning AND TOGETHER they're learning to be what the numbers need and this journey is what tied them together and fall in love even tho katsuki is like half way there already but god, izuku showing him that even with no quirks, izuku can do crazy shits for his children!!!!!!

#on writing #verse: stepdad au

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randomevie · 1 year

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MCU Desired Reality Memory

the sound of my heels clacking against the floor of the palace turns the heads of few of the people i walk by. i cant find it in myself to look away from the shimmering gold walls as i wander.

if i really wanted to, i could go find loki. although, it’s often more fun when they find me. hide and seek is our unspoken game.

the large pillars supporting the palace hold small carvings at the base detailing stories of the realm, both victories and losses. if you walked through the entire palace and could decipher every painting or carving, you’d truly have the entire story. it begins with asgard’s creation and runs all the way the prophecy of ragnörak. the library holds my favorite, iðunn’s apples.

it begins on the top shelf of the third bookcase. from there, it jumps around the library in a wild manner, putting pieces of the story here and there.

while loki says each was carved after they heard the myths on earth (as some weird reminder we worship them), i choose to believe that some of them are true, and he just isn’t keen on admitting the embarrassing ones.

the library had always been one of my favorite places on asgard. the circular room held hundreds of books detailing anything from war to marriage to friendship. in the center, the ground is painted to depict the misty world of niflheim, the fire world of muspelheim, and their combined creation, ginnungagap. if you pay close enough attention, you can even see faint outlines of yggsdrasil growing from the void’s depths, spreading up the walls to the ceiling. on the domed ceiling, there is a painting of loki and thor playing together as children. the fireplace resembled a familiar figure, one meant to end the world, surtr.

i run my hands across the top of the beautiful couch, glancing around at the room again before turning and leaving.

i suppose frigga’s garden would be the best place to wait on my favorite brothers.

i find my way there easily, opening a servant’s door and entering the magical garden. i smile as i’m greeted with the sight of the greenery. stones line a path to the garden’s center, a walk too long for me to make in my current attire, so instead i follow the path until it splits off into three different directions. i turn left, heading towards the bench that’s by the pond. there’s fish there, not normal fish, but they’re fish. they shine and shimmer with each strike of the sun’s light on their fins, and sometimes i could swear they look so much like the dream fish lady frigga told me of.

i reach my destination and sink down into the bench, enjoying the soft sounds of flowing water and leaves rustling in a light wind.

i begin to think about my travels outside of the kingdom with thor and loki, and all the strange creatures we’ve seen. the mountains hold creatures larger than i would have ever imagined, even the docile ones are almost has large as i am. the only semi-normal animal is the wolves, who i often find accompanying me when i leave the palace by myself. in some way, i am one and the same with every creature here. i wonder if it’s because this was always meant to be my home.

the creatures in their oceans are ones i see in my nightmares. while never having encountered one other than from afar, i fear them more than (almost) anything else. the dagger like teeth held within their jaws. the large, heavy bodies that are so thick many swords can’t pierce them. the deep, rumbling sounds that come from under the water when you are near enough to feel them. i hope to never find myself among them.

“found you,” loki says.

i cant help but jump a bit, not having heard him walking through the garden. “oh my fucking god,” i breathe out, taking a deep breath.

“im right here, my love,” he says, coming to join me on the bench.

“i hate you. so much. actually.”

“ah, so you travel universes with over other person you hate?”

“mhm.”

he scoffs, pulling my closer into to him, “im sure you do.”

“we should go home soon.”

“we are home.”

“oh, please, i know you consider the tower more home than you do here. you just don’t say it because you don’t like tony. which, he’s not my favorite person in the world either, but, y’know…”

“‘but y’know’,” he mocks, “you have such a way with words, little dove.”

“i know i should be a scholar at this point, right?” my eyes train on the beautiful golden flowers in the distance, my favorites in the garden.

“i say this is home because it is to you, and you’re my home.”

“you’re so sappy,” i say looking up at them.

“mm, i suppose so. well, if you’d like to leave, let’s.”

“let’s,” i repeat.

we stand together, and i loop my pinky finger with his, raising it for him to look at, “pinky promise me you’ll tell me where you truly want home to be when it’s time?”

he pauses for a moment before responding, “i do.”

i give him a questioning look, shaking his arm along with mine. “don’t be stupid, lo, y’know you have to say it.”

“i pinky promise.”

“good.”

he straightens his intricately sewn tunic, the golden accents highlighted among the dark, forest green leather.

“this one is pretty, i like it.”

he only rolls his eyes, dragging me along through the garden with him. i lag behind, admiring all the otherworldly beauties. they will never grow old to me.

i disconnect my hand from his when i hear a rustling noise near one of the bushes growing cobalt blue flowers. i stand for a moment staring at the bush and the surrounding area, mushrooms of scarlet red and tanned brown grow in a patch on the other side, along with a few berry bushes.

“what is it?”

“i think it might be one of those little rabbits. the ones that are abnormally earth-like considering almost nothing else on this planet is.”

“ah,” he leans over and picks an indigo berry off the bush, handing it to me. “tempt it with this.”

i take it from his hands, bending down and extending my hand with the fruit in it to the small creature. it slowly comes out of the bushes and takes the treat, allowing me to pick it up. it’s soft black fur made me want to do nothing more than take it inside and cuddle it. it looks so similar to a rabbit, it’s ears just being slightly off, like all of them.

“hi there.”

it turns its head to look at me, whiskers brushing my face. i smile before letting it down and watching it disappear back into the bushes.

“okay, let’s go home now,” i say.

he nods, beginning to lead the way out of the garden once again. when we reach the gate, he opens it and begins to walk towards the stables. it’s silent between us as i admire the never ending beauty of asgard and it’s people. from our position, we can see the area just outside the palace, a small marketplace of luxury items. children sat atop the shoulders of their parents and smiled as they waved towards people they knew. a wondrous display of innocence and the infinite joy that comes with it. as we walk more into plain sight, children begin waving at me, and i cant help but smile and wave in return. their joy and excitement is infectious, and the laugh when i blow a kiss or make a silly face makes my heart explode.

of course asgard is home to me, how could it not be with such magnificent people and things. the tower is home too. although, i know i’d always choose wherever lo is.

when we reach the stables, i run towards my beauty’s pen.

loki signs, meeting next to me at his, “i’ll always find it ridiculous that you insisted on naming them ‘salt’ and ‘pepper’.”

“it’s cute!”

he shakes his head with a laugh before opening the pen, leading pepper out. i mimic his actions with salt.

“if it makes you feel any better,” i say, placing my foot in one of the stirrups, “sometimes i call her hallie, since salt is made of halite on earth.”

loki gives me the most deadpanned look, although the sparkling of amusement in his eyes gives away his true feelings.

“and what nickname do you have for pepper?”

“ummm……”

he only laughs in response before beginning to lead pepper away. i pass him with a run, challenging him to a race to the bifrost.

we ride over the beautiful rainbow bridge, it’s colors sparkling with the daylight. i’ve almost won when loki overtakes me.

he dismounts, and comes over to me, helping me down. i smooth out my dress and cross my arms.

“you cheated.”

“don’t i always?”

“haha.”

we walk into the golden dome, in the center of which, stands heimdall. he holds a sword that is the key to the bifrost. it’s blade has an incredibly intricate pattern engraved in it.

“heimdall! how have you been?”

“i’ve been well, evangeline, and you?”

“good! we’re heading back to midgard.”

he nods and opens the bifrost, allowing us easy passage.

“thank you. i promise i’ll stay around and talk more next time, just wanna get home,” i say.

he nods, already knowing what i had just told him.

i take loki’s hand and step into the bifrost with him. each time, i feel like i’m being thrown by giants playing catch with me. the force makes my stomach turn like when you drop on a large roller coaster, and in the seconds we find ourselves back on earth, im breathless from the journey.

“cant wait to get a coffee. asgard needs better tasting coffee.”

“darling, midgard is the one who needs better taste.”

“generally? yes. coffee? no.”

i begin walking towards the entrance to the tower, the sounds of new york city already becoming too much after the peace of frigga’s garden and the palace for so long.

when i enter the doors, my heels click loudly, even louder than they had in the palace, on the linoleum flooring. straight ahead sat security guard and a secretary, other members of the security team surrounding the floor. seats were placed all around for anyone who was waiting for someone of higher security clearance to come get them.

the amount of times i have also had to wait on someone because i forgot my badge is increasingly ridiculous. increasingly because at this moment i realize i’ve forgotten my badge.

“shit, loki-“

“i have it, don’t fret.” he raises his hand and reveals the badge to me, clipping it onto my floor-length dress.

“thanks. you think they’d know who i am at this point, no? i literally see them every day when im here.”

“maybe they think you’re a shapeshifter,” he mocks.

“oh? like you?”

he pauses for a second, the comeback catching him off-guard, but in that second i’d already begun making my way to the elevators. he follows behind me, and once we’re in the elevator, i scan my card.

“welcome home,” friday announces.

“thanks friday! i’ve missed home.”

“we’ve missed you.”

i only smile in response, pressing the button for our floor. the elevator opens to our floor not more than a minute later. sitting in the living area is clint and natasha, playing mario cart. natasha is easily winning as clint screams at the television.

“hi guys,” i greet.

both of them turn towards me, setting their remotes on the glass table in the center of the room. they had obviously been sitting for a while, as the couch had taken their imprint.

i felt loki sneak past me and towards our room, when i meet their gaze i blow a small kiss.

“where have you been?” natasha asks.

“here and there. there and here. everywhere and nowhere. what’s been going on here?” i reply nonchalantly, seating myself on the couch they had just been on and removing my heels.

“what’s with the get up?” clint asks.

“it’s normal to dress like this in asgard, asshat,” i reply. “i think i’m gonna go shower and wash out my curls, has thor come back yet? he was supposed to come home today, too. i made him do curls, it looks so funny on him.”

“not yet,” natasha responds, sitting next to me. she bumps me with her shoulder and whispers to me so clint can’t hear, “wanda and i were gonna have a girl’s night tonight, wanna come?”

“is clint not an honorary girl’s night girl anymore?” i ask sarcastically.

natasha rolls her eyes and shakes her head, “still is, just wanted an actual girl’s night.”

“i’ll be there.”

i stand from the couch, mock saluting clint before turning and looking out the window for a second. the tower seems to overlook all of new york, everyone below seemingly small enough to be animals like mice and rats, on brand for the city, really.

i turn and walk down the hall to my room, opening the door to find loki already changed and on the bed.

“tired?”

“after being forced to be with my brother all day? yes.”

i laugh before opening the doors to my closet and walking in. i find my shoe section and place my heels amongst my growing collection, each one obtained for some gala or event. i gently remove my dress and place it with my others from asgard, safer than the rest of them. i leave on the under slip, planning to put it in the laundry to wash.

i look through my drawers for pajamas, hoping to find something of loki’s i had stolen. it wasn’t a difficult task, a black t-shirt of his peaking out from the bottom of the drawer. the soft carpet makes me sigh a bit, beginning to feel the ache in my feet. shutting the drawer, i find a pair of underwear and look in the mirror at my hair and makeup one last time before going to wash it away. i sit on the small cushioned bench for a moment before laying my clothes out and walking into the bathroom. the cold tile soothes the forming blisters on my feet, and the smell of lemon and mint reminds me that i’m home, where i burn all my favorite candles and incenses.

i take my shower quickly before returning to the closet, getting dressed and going to greet loki once again.

when i enter the room, she’s reading in the bed. i go adjust the temperature to be a bit cooler for the night and lock the door. i had already gotten ready for bed after my shower, so i lifted the comforter and got in.

“i think i should get a new rug.”

“tired of this one already?” she says it with a smirk.

“i knew it wouldn’t match and you convinced me it would. it’s your fault.”

they only pretend to continue reading as i lay down and snuggle against them. the mattress, while not as good as asgard’s, feels like a cloud after a long day, and i sink into it and the pillows.

“friday, turn off the lights, please.”

without response, the lights fade off, and i easily drift off to sleep as lo continues to read.

#desired reality #shifting #mcu #mculoki #mcudesiredreality #reality shift #spirituality #shifting story

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orphic-exe-archived · 5 months

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(dream, nagito)

before we begin

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so please consider hitting that button if you end up enjoying this battle

enough of the prattle

you and me in a 1v1

i dont see much challenge, but it still seems fun

it's no pet war, but ill beat you in one verse

and leave you like your dog: hit 'n speedrun

count em up, my WR w's are more plentiful than the wounds that you cut in your arm

you dont really set a high bar talkin bout your fine art

my avatar's drawn more consistent than your sprites are

you hopeless loner, glad you know your own worth

dont need to dig down to know this stepping stone's below dirt

i know you wanna get hinata, but your luck's not so grand

if you cant even boost the odds of you huntin your man

howd you not hit byakua's imposter even with the pounds that that dude sports? (george!)

guess this rapid fan is only catchin hands with transplants corpse (george!)

grab a bow and arrow for this ghost white barebones

you could grow a forrest with that bonemeal hair, bro

check all the careers im settin the stage for

while your lymphoma's set in the stage four!

what a grand display!

with all the wars you struggle to bear

im mere trash in the way when compared to the ultimate square

but when it comes to despair?

i have none left to spare

so make like that disc pair

give it up in this pair

i went through with one goal: exposing the traitor

while you got exposed exploiting the traitors

pursuing that dough, then toy with your players

tom's suicide note is your kinda paper

and paired with your stan audience?

ive inhaled gas less toxic

he labels himself spotless

but ive got it!

let me break it down:

not a perfect roster your team crafted (huh?)

ultimate imposter of Team Crafted (huh?)

then it met the same end cuz then schlatt won (huh?)

and turned l'manburg to l'manhunt!

and "normal"s the only way to describe your catalogue of bland songs

tell that plastic cg ragdoll

"it's best to keep the mask on"

oh, c'mon i thought you toted bombs

with just a glance at your chances, your fans went "no that's wrong!"

ironic clay lacks foundation with all the arguments he's built

and you're only blessed with fortune when it's from your parents will!

you started your wooden arc sailing on a ship

that explains why, on the microphone, you failed to land a hit

you're numb as it gets; your luck must've gun to your head

but you're only firing blanks like it's russian roulette!

your franchise took the stage, and it ignited some flames

but ill be snuffin you all out like a fire grenade

call my fans creepy, stanning every student around

but your only friends now are like george, not found!

your hopes are shining through, but it's just a matter of time

'fore the net treats you like tommy and wilbur:

"it's banishing time" (monokuma says this bit)

you couldn't kill tracks, but you still lack a clean record

congrats, youre not the blackened!

so what's your excuse for the n-word?

every time drama comes up

you dont respond and let it be!

all you can speedrun from

is your responsibility!

luck's an awful talent

but you don't even share it

you're gaming's worst cheater on the scene since pro jared!

so here's my statement:

how fitting that dream's your name

as you're to be quickly forgotten once your crowd of teens awaken

your hopes for world renown and loving fans got to see the day, but

we all know the dark path your DreamWasTaken.

that’s pretty impressive that you memorized all that ngl

if you want an essay of useless information about the mystery flesh pit national park, the mandela catalogue, or the hit roblox horror game doors, i’m your guy 😔

#boyfriend tag 💖

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bloodiedthorns0102 · 9 months

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is this cheesy?

maybe, i cant really say a lot of my writings ever been good in all fairness- i was always taught to only write in ways that appealed to people who lived through a past thats no longer present for me to live in. Write it this way and that- use these words and not those-

arent i just human though?

i guess writing this in a more human or casual way makes it less terrifying- its kinda just a stream of thoughts that's been rushing through my head. and sure my heads wild to listen to already as is- but the more i see things as so tragic nowadays and my views been pushed down to such a negative chapter of this play-

i cant really say its easy being trapped with myself

nowadays we see these changes all over the world but it's blurred and smudged over into a mucky grey

and isn't that annoying too? im an artist- so smudging something that's supposed to be more vibrant into something terrible to look at is just disheartening and disappointing. me myself I've had a lot of emotional shifts as of lately too- been feeling like a rubix cube being knocked around after years of no use.

im getting off track though- even if you didn't know it- man many of these writings are like "life changing" to some people but really it just sounds like im talking to the stars again whether that's on my new roof, on my old balconies at the apartments i used to live in, or the old porch my grandpa built with my mother when i was a child at my childhood home. to me speaking to the stars is just a reflection of myself im speaking to without the harshness of such a pale exhausted face staring back at me.

i mean light years away someone is maybe seeing me through a telescope like we are the beginning of our universe right now and im happy. im happy and not truly aware of the pain and sadness i was feeling yet and i had my brother and a somewhat normal life.

ive always lived so lonely though no matter the amount of cats or animals ive had.

even looking at the stars makes me feel smaller even if it can be so motivating seeing such a big picture thats so close to reach yet so far away. i cant help but be nihilistic and critical can i? dear lord and here i was reading about two vampires loving each other so dearly earlier.

back to the star thing though- i cant help but feel crushed looking at the fading remains of stars we call beautiful cause really all we are are looking at the past when we look up at them. the light hasnt hit our eyes yet in time to be present for them.

and thats really how i feel nowadays- a star in its death that no one can see because the light of the present hasnt truly hit them yet because they are so far from me to even touch. like really it takes 8 seconds for us to see the suns light- but imagine being so far people only see you at the age of 1,000 out of maybe millions of years you have been alive.

and i guess thats why i make myself feel so much hurt and sorrow- to convince myself im truly living and present within my own life and others- to feel like i made SOME impact- anything something nothing everything. i just, cant fathom im here for it all to amount to anything

but really can anyone? then again thats the question we all ask and we always say the same thing to each other

"yes you can!! you already are now!!"

if i have why cant i feel it paving a path within my own stone filled garden??? why cant my roses flutter to life again slowly??

and we all know it takes time but is that time or light ever gonna be able to hit the eyes of others fast enough?

will my death be so near to me or has already happened but no one has seen it yet?

why am i so far away- or are the people i love the ones that are far? why does their light shine so bright just for me to dread knowing its going to dim out at any point without me being able to predict it.

and ya know theres only so many tiktoks you can see on that damn for you page of people just living and sit in your room wondering if youre ever gonna live as much as them.

but are they also living?? i guess my therapist has shown me how to live more then say even a trip outside ever could in just almost 2 years. though living is always a choice for the person within it. i guess it makes the dilemma of people seeing my life much slower then how my death began better right? they see how i chose to live and fulfill myself rather then begin to give up cause i felt my core exploding from immense amount of energy and collisions.

and sure thats sweet to hear but- when is everyone gonna try and live within the present alongside me and how much more do i have to plead and beg and scream and whimper in pain for someone to realize its actually happening??????

ok maybe that got a little dark

but idk- questioning it all might be futile but questioning it can bring awareness so why not ya know?? may as well not be blind even towards myself even if this all feels VERY dramatic and ill probably cringe over it hours later.

imagine lmao

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wpdariacutnes · 10 months

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lord-kiwi-the-wizard · 1 year

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The Dreamscape

Once more it seems i’ve fallen asleep. It is dark and cold and oh so more comfy than a moment ago. I cant even remember going to bed or what i was doing. My head feels dizzy and the mists as thick as cake rolls in. how can a mist have the consistency of cake. I reach out for the cake. This is the ground. Ah. i push myself up it is still foggy but soon that fog rolls away. It is bright today. I love it when its bright. That means things are going good. I stand up and brush myself off. Its little more than a gesture really. Im not normally this awake when im asleep. Its what you would call a contradiction. Its what I call a contradiction and im the only important one here. Huh. im here and little else. The ground it seems has more colour over yonder. Neat. i walk down the path. It is a degrassed dirt path that is hardened with sunshine and track beating. Hedges of green flank me side by side. I see cottages and small houses on small plots of land beyond the hedges. There are all sorts of people. I cant clearly make out what theyre doing. Perhaps my imagination in this dream isnt fully awake. Most people here are peacefully within their homes or outside enjoying themselves. I see two people discussing the past while a group of strangers sit by and occasionally pipe in. wonderful. As i walk down the road i see an old hag of a lady babbling to herself about a hundred different things. Theres a small gathering of people around her like human shaped cats. She occasionally yells at one or another for telling her what they though of her or what they think she is. I know exactly what i am! She would yell. I cannot hear the people with her say anything but im certain thats whats being said. Who has a one sided conversation with someone like that? I hop the hedge which is about as high as my legs and walk over. The grass here is full of sporadic bushes and small stones covered in moss. There a tiny bog pond with a statue that looks remarkably like a dead person. I sort of pause and look at a little longer. Its mouth is agape and its expression is… hard to describe. The word pog comes to mind but it looks more like the man was gut punched. He is covered in thick moss save for the mouth and closed eyes. Freaky thing to keep in a pond. The lady seems to be ignoring me and keeps rattling off to no one in particular. She contradicts herself five times in one rant only to say in her next rant that its not only human to contradict yourself but also to lie and lie often. Shes rather wise i thought. As my brain tried to unravel her nonsense and found many unconnected threads of truth. She then started biting one of the people present who only blushed as he started bleeding. Ok weird. I walk over join the group. She flings back into another rant about her life and experiences which seem to follow her current philosophy. Neat. i add in my own experiences to the conversation. She suddenly goes wild. Her eyes bulging. Her skirt flowering out as if it were inflating beneath her. She reached under and removed a menacing knife from what i could only assume was her nickers. Oh fuck. She began screaming at me. How dare i enter her house. How dare i abuse her space. How dare i. How dare it all be about me. I flee in horror as the others sit around and watch the assault like nothing new was happaning and i leap over the hedge. I start running fast down the road. The sky was getting gray and clouds began to form and the colour was beginning to be sapped from the very landscape. I look back but the old hag was no were to be seen. I slow my pace. Im scared and anxious. Like a rat bastard with huge teeth was about to jump out and nab me. The road was lined with fences and small shrubs. I couldnt see over them. I couldnt see much of what people were doing now. Was i no longer allowed? We all occupied this small space together right? I could hear all sorts. Partying, carrying on and even shouting and abuse over the fences. At one point i hear a scuffle. I try to pull myself over the fence to see whats going on. There are three men in white masks kicking a poor man huddled on the ground. They shout about taxation, exploitation and how the man does not own the land he lives on or has the right to have a say in who gets to live there. I dont know if the mans allright. I dont even try to help. Im afraid. I drop down and start running again. What if they saw me. I have no where to go. The path was flanked by concrete walls that aimlessly tower into the sky. Why… why am i running. I look back. Its a dark alleyway that is blocked by a chained fence. I can only go forward. As i walk forward i notice the walls are tagged in long winded paragraphs with neat colourful pictures illustrating the walls on occasion. Neat. i stop to look at one. Its a picture of a clown. He looks upset, perhaps stressed. There is some text but it has been tagged over with smaller more happy clowns under it. Weird. I dont want to read a wall of text on the wall. A lot of it looks political, doesnt concern me. Kind of… deranged, like someone is calling out for help to an audience of beggars and back ally thugs. I see an opening ahead. I walk forth. As i step out im nearly blinded by the sun above as i see a grand sight. Tall buildings in every direction covered in signs and electronic billboards. Theres even some art being shown off. The plaza im now in looks very inviting there are orange leaved trees surrounded by benches. There are no roads just open space and people walking around and sitting around. I look up again as i hear the sound of a electric train. It runs on rails that sit on pillars that go up into the air. They zoom by with great speed. I can even see walkways higher up alongside the buildings and between them with similar looking plazas in high places. I step out in awe oblivious to my surroundings for only a few moments before the people begin to feel off. Very off. I look around and see everyone in gray suits and white masks. Very bland. Like just gray business suits. The masks are different looking on occasion. Some are painted and some even have full on paintings and illustrations on them. Like someone supplanted a picture onto the surface. I walk out into the plaza and try to keep my nerves calm but a few people stop and stare at me. The people ive met here so far are either insane or vacant. And these people are no different. They stare at me unmovinglingly as if i was the center of attention. Soon a crowed began to amass around me and i was surrounded. I stopped. They were everywhere. Looking at me. One of them lurched forward almost like he was possessed by a brain eating worm under that thing. His muscles spasamed and drool was beginning to stain his suit his shoulders were raised to his ears. He whispered. Heretic… It was dead quite, no one made a sound so the whisper carried over like a pricing note. What? His body convulsed as he threw his head back. HERETIC!!! He shouted as he fell to the ground and began to shake. The man was clearly having a seizure and would die if i did nothing but as i stepped towards him more strange staunch men in plain masks stepped out from the crowed towards me. Im not a hero. Im just… scared. I stepped back as they shambled towards me. The rest of the crowed watching like it was all some great big performance. The man on the ground began to get up and started running towards me. I panicked and turned to my left and ran bowling into the crowed. I kept my head low as tears filled my eyes almost blinding me. The strange men in suits and masks didnt make any attempt to stop me. Nor did they make any attempt to move out of the damn way. It was a rough sea of people and gray suits and over coats. Some were brown some were trenchcoats one or another were a sort of black but soon a hand grabbed my own. Come with me. I didnt exactly have a choice but a voice devoid of malice was the only thing i could cling to in that mess. I was dragged through the crowed like they were made of water and soon we were on the outside. I was being dragged along by a masked man in an olive brown coat. He dragged me around a small wall the jutted out from the building. It was a wall that was designed to stop people walking into the pit some stairs had dug into the ground to let people enter a lower floor. Behind this wall was a 2ft high window that was wide like a slit adjacent with the ground. He got on his butt and slipped legs first through the slit pushing the little window back as he dipped inside. Not wanting to be caught out in the open i follow suit. Legs first then my ba-AHHHH. I bend wrong as i slide in as my back connects with the edge bending my back too much from the pressure as i push the rest of me in. there is no surface for my legs to catch on and i fall a good distance into the ground hurting my hands and legs and back. I am in pain. Sorry about that. I look up. The man in the olive brown coat and a mask with blues and reds and purples painted on his mask is just standing there in a broad stance. Ahhh ha ha… he sits down on a leather couch infront of a wooden coffee table. Theres a nice green mat on it with a kettle and two cups. And a few other silver wares. Tea? He asks. I try to get up using another couch next to me and sit down across from him. I am in a lot of pain right now. True. True? I shake my head. He pours out a cup of tea and adds some milk. Sugar? Err… yes please. He puts a single teaspoon of sugar in my cup and stirs it before pushing it towards me. Does this man intend to drink with his mask on? No. he removes his mask which is attached to a black elastic hood to seemingly fully obscure his face. He was a young looking man with long curly hair, brown eyes and a short beared. Who are you? I asked. A stranger. Wow, very helpful nice introduction. He sipped his tea and sort of resented doing so by the look on his face. Clearly he’s just trying to be accommodating. Which is a first. Nothings spiraling out of shape here everythings still the same. I take a sip of my tea. It tastes weirdly faint of chocolate. Weird tea bags. I looked at him and he was just staring at me with a piercing gaze. Like he was looking at a point behind my head. I had to strain to not lookbehind me. I was sweating up a storm. Ummmm.. Thank you for helping me out back there err. Stranger. No problem. You dont look like your from around here. Its my damn dream of course not. I need to get going soon but i know you must have a lot of questions so ask away. Questions? I couldnt get your name and now your offering. If he hasnt got time to answer my questions i better make them count. What is this place. My house. Ehhh! I figured that! I mean what is this place. As in outside too. Oh, thats spiral city. A utopia if you can believe it. A utopia? Everyone here is mad not to mention it sort of appeared. Ok so who were those people. He shrugged. Assholes i guess. Unhelpful. They sort of tried to attack me. Who are they its kind of important and whats with the masks. He looked at me again with that scaring look of his like his eyes were about to drill into my brain. This isnt a Q&A its an interrogation! People around here dont like the idea of freedom of expression. You dont question anything. You dont make anything you alone want. You dont stand out more than your allowed. And if you do, you better be there to outperform every son of a bitch in that there supermarket. We’re in a city! Not a super market who talks like that. He stands up. One final question before i go. He pauses… oh i thought he had a question for me no its for him ok an important one. An important one. Hmmm. Do you like it here mr? He looks up at the ceiling it looks clean and polished. Which people generally dont keep. He speaks without looking back at me. We get free healthcare, free food, free housing, free time and a small allowance for any luxuries or small time trading. Its nice here. Its peaceful. You arnt afraid your being enslaved here? He looks down at me without tilting his head. And turns around. I’ve no more time for questions right now. They're going to turn out the lights soon. The lights? You mean the sun right? Right? Or do they have access to your apartment lights too. Hey im talking to you! He had already left. And now i was alone. What a weird dream. This sucks and i hurt. You dont hurt in dreams. I’ve had my lungs fill with water harmlessly and even been sawn in half once without hurting. This sucks. I finish my tea and lie my sore self down on the couch and grab a pillow and drift off to sleep. Sleep while asleep. This place is weird.

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Doctor's Notes, entry ??

New fifth book, part 9 | The Road to Recovery |

Summary, things of note since last entry: stuck in bathtub, and no idea what to do. moisturizer, Lym ran off. Baras’s insensitivity the priestess of Timora, certainty in the lack of hope we return to Waterdeep, (Kolbaz's insight) Lym's miracle, Baras' reserach. Lady silverhand, GayUncleGym/Gauntylgrim. Mirrorbar, horses, track into the valley Khedrun The stone giant. the path to the city

1 / 9 | didn’t really sleep that well, that night. im not sure if it was because ive been stuck in here, stationary for so long, or because of the disease. ( or whatever other reason, like being submerged in water. in a small uncomfortable bath ) I woke up the following morning rather exhausted. tried to do an experiment though. see If I could breathe water, or had started to develop gills yet. But I… very much regret trying, for all it accomplished was me nearly suffocating on the slimy water in this bath. (didn’t taste particularly pleasant either.) maybe I should ask the innkeep if they;d be willing to change it out, to get some actual fresh water … Actually nevermind, I cant be bothered. … though his design his a bit patchwork, Lumos’ new chassis seems to atleast be… functional. Definitely will have to make some improvements later though if I can. … tried making the moisturizer that Omrick bought me the ingredients for. but the results were… disappointing. And painful. seems like it reacts rather poorly when applied to my skin, causing some sort aggressive and caustic reaction, which wasn’t particularly pleasant any kind of way. Guess ill have to throw that idea / solution into the trash as well. next up on the stupid idea list. Make a hermetically sealed suit and fill it with water to keep myself hydrated. How complicated can that be right? Especially with Alll my tools and resources at hand. And my now lovely aquatic work environment. … I need to get some proper rest.

| 2 / 9 | I havnt seen Lym since… yesterday. I was thinking about apologizing. I… could probably have put things a lot better than I did. Maybe ill send Lumos instead, with a note. That way, if she doesn’t want to talk, she doesn’t have to. … Omrick came in again as well. said Lym had disappeared or gone off by herself, not long after she returned to the tavern yesterday. She might just have stormed off as well. don’t know if… I am the one who’s to blame the most for that, or if something else happened, after she dropped by yesterday. But… I don’t know what to do. Id go looking for her and apologize. But I cant. Im stuck. Don’t think it would help much either. If she left after that, I’d doubt she’d want to see any of us, nor our faces right now. guess, ill just sit here and… do nothing. Worry. I suppose. Don’t have anything better to do besides worry, and stress, and fret and think a…

-- I need to find something to disitract myself. Being left alone with my thought for so long, with nothing to do. isnt good for my mental. I’d try t… trying to research is useless. Getting out of this damned bath is useless. Trying to look for Lym in this damned city is useless. maybe ill count the tiles and boards again. or play go fetch with Lumos.

| 3 / 9 | After drinking my 7th waterskin today. I remembered that I havnt actually refilled Baras Alter-self flask yet. He’s been stuck in his room I think, since we came back. Hopefully refilling it for him means he’ll be able to do stuff, and not be as bored and stuck in his room like I am. Also, making the alter-self elixir means I have something to do as well thankfully. will send Lumos up to him in a bit. … it's not often that id consider Baras to be a fool, or an idiot. But he’s managed to surprise me somehow…. though id like to say that he cant really help his insensitivity and bluntness sometimes, since he still seems to be struggling with the concept of emotions and such. And what they are to him. I… very much understand now, as to why Lym had stormed off and left the tavern yesterday. If my… conversation with her wasn’t already enough to upset her, Baras being offended and actually accusing her of -- intentionally -- hurting us, definitely would do the trick. it took a bit of coazing, or interrogation, to get the truth and details out of him. But after a few minutes it definitely become clear that, Baras had said some rather upsetting things to Lym, and hadn’t yet fully “realized” the extent or magnitude of mistake just yet. Even after she threw a drink in his face… I knew something was wrong the moment I asked if he knew why lym had left and disappeared. And his vagueness and dodging of answering my questions were more than enough to raise my suspicion. Atleast I have a better idea -- as to whats going on now. Not that I can really DO anything about. Im still stuck in this damned bathtub. I just hope I was able to talk some sense into him. so that if she does return, he can at least Properly talk and apologize to her. Keeping her feelings of guilt, and remorse, and anger -- a bit more in mind. * (maybe I should expedite / move forward my idea of making a mood ring for him. Maybe that’ll help gain him a better sense or grasp on things. such as his own, or others, emotions.)

| 4 / 9 | Lym has been gone -- for quite a while now. Im starting to get more and more worried. She didnt return to the tavern last night, nor this morning. Hopefully she found a decent place to rest and sleep for the night. ? I’d assumed Baras would have gone out to look for her and apologize at this point. Now that ive refilled his flask. But instead its as if he’s just – sulking or moping around in his room. Frozen with either fear or indecision on what he should about his actions, and the things he said. And instead Omrick has now gone out to look for her, which doesn’t necessarily bode well. I doubt he’s gonna improve things much with irritated mood he’s been in lately. I guess I can only hope for the best… Maybe I should send Lumos out instead, to look for her. … it wasn’t until later that day, in the afternoon, that Lym eventually returned. And she brought company. She had spent most of the morning helping out at a temple of Timora apparently, after asking one of the priestesses if they could perhaps… take a look at me. To try and cure me. Omrick had eventually found her as well. He;d spotted her from outside the temple as she was helping out with some chores. And had waited outside until she eventually left with the priestess once they had a moment to spare The… priestess herself was a curious sort. But I guess that goes for most clerics at a temples I suppose. But her being a servant to the Lady of luck, definitely made her a bit more… odd? than most priests ive encountered. She did carry herself with conviction, and dignified manner. And while I, have never been a great believer of luck, She -- definitely seemed to have that conviction. we tried explaining my condition the best we could, and her conclusion was pretty similar to healers that had visited the Rosilio family it seems. A greater restoration Should alleviate me of my disease, and affliction. She grabbed her components and the required diamond dust, And although I somewhat doubted her – reliability at first, for being a priestess to luck and all. The divine magic she possessed and summoned to try and cure me, were… amazing, Quite Impressive. Yet, it wasn’t enough… once the divine glow of her magic faded, I… was still the same. My skin still translucent and slimy and dehydrated. So it seems like we indeed need something a bit more powerful. if we want to have any hope of curing me. We thanked for atleast trying, and her time and effort. And we offered to make a donation to the temple, in return. But she graciously declined our offer. And simply headed back to her temple, after we nevertheless conveyed to her our gratitude. there was an awkward silence once she’d left. Omrick had been quiet all this time, and patiently been waiting, observing things. Lym had been a bit quiet as well, but spoke up shortly afterwards. Asking what we should do next, and suggesting that we maybe head back to Waterdeep and Baras’ mansion. Atleast there’s bigger bath there, and there might be some info or knowledge perhaps, in his library that might help. I agreed that it was a good idea. And sincerely thanked for finding a cleric for me. For taking the time look for one and might help figure out how to cure me. -- Omrick gave some snarky comment about how she shouldn’t have left without a word, and disappeared or something, which she didn’t appreciated, and said as much. And I quickly shot him him a warning glance as well. There’s a reason she didn’t. And I wonder as to whether either Baras or Omrick really understand that yet. ( even though we gained some certainty in the fact the greater restoration will not work. Im not really hopeful as to what even might at this point. I decided to make a donation to the temple of Timora nevertheless. As a thank you, and a small compensation for the material costs and gem dusts, and the time of the priestess. If paying Lady luck pays back in tenfold. then it atleast doesn’t hurt to show a bit of gratitude by trying to make a donation, I suppose. )

| 5 / 9 | the following day, we headed back towards Waterdeep. we bought a few wineskins (for my to douse myself in and quench my thirst.) Threw a cloak over me and Baras, and made our way to Mr. Kolbaz’s mansion, early in the morning. he was there to great us this time, when we dropped by. And he actually managed to give us a bit of useful info and insight on my condition. Appearently he actually has heard of the Kuo’Toa before, and gave us some pointers on what to perhaps look for, when we try to do some research the matter. in return I decided to actually give him some of my blood. I’d prepared a vial after we came through last time. however he was curious to have a vial of my blood in my current condition as well. which I didn’t really mind at that point, to be honest. Am curious as to how that’s gonna turn out. Will have to ask him next time we visit. … we managed to get back to the mansion without too much issue. While we were in Yartar, people didn’t really pay much to attention to Baras fortunately. which was a relief. But once we were back in waterdeep and traversing the streets, the stares of other people were… a lot less comfortable. As soon made it trough the front door Baras’ mansion, I immediately headed towards the baths, and dived into water. And thank the gods ( or Dave I suppose) that the baths in his house are a lot more spacious, larger. I feels as if I finally have some proper breathing room ( not funny) And I can actually properly swim around for a bit now. The… webbing between my hands and feet are certainly Interesting. Because it does actually make swimming a lot easier, effortless almost. Which shouldn’t be surprise but , I guess that’s atleast one plus if I become a fish person… I wonder if the celestial curse from the pillow is gonna have any effect on my condition as well. *actually nvm. I don’t wanna know. … Asked Otto if he and some of the other skeletons to help me get set up here in the baths. Got a few chairs and stools that I can use as tables now at least. Its been kind of difficult, to keep things dry and not covered in the slime from my skin. So hopefully that should help. Also, If I hadn’t mentioned before, writing like this isn’t the easiest thing either. I have to constantly submerge and then dry my hands, Again, pretty much every minutes. Being careful as to not stain any of my papers, or equipment. maybe I could ask Baras to let my borrow some books from the library. If he’ll allow it. Will have to be even more careful then with my own books and papers though, in that case. Or I fear the wrath he would unleash upon me, if I damaged one of his books…

| 6 / 9 | She did it! She actually managed to do it. Both Lym and Baras actually she dropped by the following day, saying she wanted to try something. And before I could really process what had happened, or prepare myself. I was cured. Healed of my affliction and disease! My skin being its usual normal colour and texture again. I … havnt felt this relieved or – havnt even felt this well in ages. Even some of my smaller physical ailments, such as the pain in my back, or in my neck and hand are gone! We really do not deserve Lym. -- I… guess I finally kind of understand what the proudness of a parent feels like. Or… what my father might have felt, in those very rare moments, when I did actually manage to impress him. Or what my mother might have felt like, if she knew what things I’ve done, and accomplished. if she was still alive I owe Baras as well, appearently he had stayed up most of the night researching in the library to try and find pretty much anything that might be able to help. Jarvis had already narrowed down some of the books for him. And after reading through most of them, he found one that listed a possible cure. I want to try and find a way to repay her, the both of them. Lym used a lot of her energy to cure me. Let alone the time and energy she spend when we’re still in Yartar. The sewers the temple. And ive very much underestimated to sheer magnitude of the knowledge contained in Baras library. I should start spending some time there if I actually want to learn even a fraction of knowledge held there before my death.

| 7 / 9 | With Lym’s brother now being safely out of jail. And with me being cured and no longer at risk of turning into a fish person, or Kuo’toa. The question now is, what do we do next? Baras had send a message to Lady Silverhand to try and schedule an appointment, for a conversation. but it seems like that’s going to take a while, or a bit longer then we expected. For the better or worse. ( not really looking forward to that, so the longer it takes the better actually. ) -- So we either just wait and do nothing. Or… we could perhaps set out again. With Omrick having discovered the location of the ancient dwarven city, and the fact that we have some time to kill / “free time,” I guess we’re going head out and look into that matter of his. Its officially decided, and we’re getting ready to set out. it's pretty important to him it seems. A thing that his father had always talked about. And held great significance to him. Will have to ask some more details about it, along the way. ill admit to atleast being somewhat curious about the idea of an ancient, long lost dwarven city. or capital even.

| Baras got the teleportation coordinates, or runes, to mirrorbar a while back, so we decided to finally try them out. Safe a bit on travel time. -- I think, if I heard correctly, that the ancient long lost dwarven city, was rumoured to be somewhere in the valley of Khedrun. Which means that Mirrorbar is the closest place, I suppose

… The circle in Mirrobar is… rather well hidden apparently. I guess no-one would expect to find such a thing in the hay attic of a barn. The… guardian of place does need to work on his -- acting a bit though. it was rather obvious that he was hiding something up there. But besides his poor acting skills, he seemed like a nice fellow Zaspar Bronzefire ,was his name if I remember correctly, auburn haired young dwarf covered in hay. I Do wonder if he actually knows any magic himself, or if he is just a simple stable hand/owner under contract by the Harpers / LA maybe I shouldn’t write down, this kind of sensitive / classified information. Especially if I end up loosing my notebooks again at somepoint … Oh, and I almost forgot! Veran had succeeded in his mission, the favour I asked of him, And actually found / recovered pretty much most of my belongings. There are a few smaller things that are missing / gone, and probably lost forever. But all my important Magical, and alchemical belongings are here, and back. My supplies, tools and components I bought ( the regeants ) are gone, but I can always find new ones. But, all the things I worked so hard to make, or that we fought to earn or gain. I have them again now. I don’t remember when the last time was, when I actually had felt that happy, or hopefull. Having both been cured of an uncurable desease. And gifted pretty much all my belongings that I had lost. On the same day. Thank you Illmater, thank you Timora, And thank you to my friends.

| 8 / 9 |

The road of Stones our journey, once we left mirrorbar, was mostly uneventful. However, I was stupid enough to forget to buy rations before we set out. Thankfully the others were kind enough to share some of their rations with me, so I at least have something to eat. (doesn’t seem like the barbarians at Svalberg left any of the food I had when the emptied my bag ) It wasnt until a few days later into our journey though, that we encountered a bigger issue... The night before, Omrick had just found a cavern marked by dwarven script, or a symbol. Which contained a very clever sedimentary? map, that gave us further directions on how to reach the gates and entrance to Gauntlgrymm. It’s only dwarves who have the knowledge of, or studied the masonry and geological of their ancestors, who could read it. He was pretty excited to not only find evidence of the city’s existence, but the cleverly concealed map to its exact location as well. It… was during that night however, that Baras had noticed something in the distance. large shapes, that were dragging something behind them. he informed us of the sighting, and that the shapes had stopped to rest for the night, some distance ahead. And that they fortunately hadn’t spotted us. It was hard to tell from of distance, but they appeared to be stone giants. And they were dragging several dead bodies, and possibly lives ones with them. He -- wasn’t particularly keen on facing them, wanting to save his and our strength for the city ahead. But…. If there were dragging not only corpses, but prisoners with them. We couldn’t just abonadon those people right? Lym seemd to doubly agree. And Omrick was confident, as per usual, that he could take them on. And that we should save those people, or atleast stop them. so with that, we set out to ambush them. | 9 / 9 | Remind me, to not underestimate stone giants, or any giants for that matter again in the future. There were only 2 of them. But they proved to be a lot more dangerous then we expected. Both of them. The first one, was a formidable fighter by himself. Far stronger than any hill giant we’ve encountered. But the second one, She… was a incredibly powerful and dangerous caster. Who could have annihilated us for sure, if thing had gone differently. *(she might have even been capable of even casting some the highest level of chronomancy in hindsight. if im not mistaken? ) the warrior, we managed to take down quickly enough. With Omrick taking him down a peg after trading a few blows, untill he was still on the ground. but the terrifying, Geomancy / Seismomancy / Terramancy or whatever magic she had at her disposal. Were powerful enough to summon earthquakes that could level villages and towns in seconds. we took some substantial blows trying to take her down. but outnumbered once the giant warrior had fallen, she eventually turned and fled, only to be taking down by Lym. -- I think Lym took that fight rather personally, this was the first time I think, any of us have seen her fight this aggressively, or offensively, in a while. She summoned some terrifying divine magic to both incinerate, wither, and tear apart the stone giants. The divine flame strikes were definitely something to behold. And she teleported closer towards the female giant, instead of way. Not only once, but twice. The first time crippling her severely. Before finishing her of and killing her the second time.

I hope she was able to vent and unleash some of her frustrations from the past week, or two today. For I worry as to what would happen if she directed more of the fury unto us. … the rest of our journey didn’t really provide any futher challenges, and eventually we managed to find The Cave, thanks to the directions that Omrick had found / gotten, from before. It was a bit of journey down. But right now were standing infront of a beautifully carved stone gateway, next to an underground waterfall. The craftmanship on this entrance alone… is amazing. And I can only look forward as to what other structures, and architecture, and other dwarven ruins and buildings that we might found down here.

| Extra | (during one of the previous nights, after the encounter with the stone giants. I had a… rather unsettling dream. we were fighting the stone giants, again. But there were so many more this time. We were all separated, scatted across the battlefield. I was trying to reach them. But… A ravine tore open beneath Baras, as he started to fall into the endless depths of the earth. Omrick was slowly being overwhelmed and crushed into the ground by dozens of giants. And Lym was slowly, painfully turning to stone. being petrified. And I had to watch in horror as I failed to reach any of them. Trying my best to make my away across the gravel, erupted earth and broken stones as they one by one fell. … I didn’t feel particularly great after that, the following day. I just hope that -- it isn’t something foreboding.

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hi, i hope i'm not bothering you, but i can order a Scaramouche × Kitsune reader, the two met before the vision hunt (and before he was a fatui if you want) the reader was always in the same place, sometimes having a conversation , the good old routine, but with the hunting of visions the reader disappeared not wanting to give up his own vision, and years later a reunion, SFW or NSFW is by your will, thank you, I really admire your work

Summary - Scaramouche met you as a child, growing up with the constant assurance that you would be right there, sitting at your spot where he could meet you with every visit. He isn't happy when you suddenly disappear.

Pairing - Kitsune!Reader x Yan!Scaramouche

Warning - Slight Yandere warnings?

Penpal - Ahhh- hope this is what you were looking for. I couldn't find a spot to put much nsfw unless I considered writing more for the series ( I could, just put a request in if thats what you’re looking for ). But I hope you liked it!! You're not bothering me at all and I'm glad you like my work!

A/N - Alright- so considering that with the 2.1 update with Scaramouche coming in, I just wanna state beforehand that I wrote this prior so I dont know if we learn about his backstory or anything!!

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Stay With Me

Scaramouche was used to the routine he’d found himself going along with every visit to Inazuma. As a child he’d pass through the wild fields that stretched just beside his hometown, adventurous and curious with all the tenacity of a child.

And of course you, a kitsune that sat perched on the ground awaiting the Kitsune Saiguu, was bound to notice him. Unlike the other earth kitsune statues, you hadnt turned to stone during your wait. Instead, staying in the same place did you interact with travellers and the locals, which included Scaramouche.

“Fox person!” The little boy chanted, pulling at the hems of your clothing. Bright blue eyes bore into your own, and you slowly shifted your head to pay attention to the boy who was on the verge of bouncing on you.

Humming in reply to his excitement, the little boy paused, both of his small hands still tightly clasping the fabric of your clothes. Soft matted hair brushed past his face in a messy manner, calling out the boy for his boundless running and rebellious urge to keep his hair messy despite his parents wishes.

“Play with me!”

Staring at the boy only a moment longer, you simply chuckled at his antics. “I’m afraid I cannot move from the spot in which I dwell~ Perhaps I’ll be able to entertain you if you bring cards?”

But the young boy had made up his mind at the statement to which you couldn't move. A pitiful frown enfluged his face as he cast you the nastiest glare a five year old could muster. “Boring!” He shouted into the distance of the fields, dramatically turning on his heels and bouncing up into a sprint away. You watched his small figure fade away into the background, absentmindedly sighing and returning to your mindless thoughts.

As a child, Scaramouche would pass by you fairly often. Frequent when he asked you to play with him, and storming away with the same expression when you denied him. Nothing out of the ordinary, you’d lived for an exceptional amount of time, and even though grumpy children were not your specialty, you’d grown accustomed to their behaviour.

Growing up, Scaramouche got no better. You soon noticed his violent tendencies before they became an issue, the way the children shied away from him when playing Temari. Hiding in front of a tough exterior, he scared them away and laughed, approaching you later with tearful sob.

“Will you play with me?” He asked again, trying to hide the fact that he still wept when the other children pushed him away.

But your answer stayed the same, helping him wipe his tears and coaxing him into your arms. Not the first time you’d made contact with a human, but the first time you held them in such an affectionate manner.

It was clear Scaramouche was beginning to see you as some sort of pillar of reassurance when he began running away from home to simply ask to be held. You always welcomed him with open arms, urging him to head back to his household and sort things out. There was no harm in simply providing love and comfort for a child who received none was there?

“Now now, hurry back home little one. Your parents must be growing awfully worried if you’re out by this time at night.”

“My parents dont care about me!”

Darkness slowly pooled into the fields, an obscure shade covering the two of you from the tree you were under. Biting back form your normal emotionless statements, you pondered for something to soothe and convince the boy. Misunderstandings and hardships were normal from what youd seen with children, and you could only offer your hand on his shoulder, a promise. “Go back, I promise to stay here if anything further happens. But you shold give them another chance dont you think?”

And so he’d sprint back to his hometown, and you wouldnt hear from him again till he ran up right up to you a few days later. Begging you to play a game with him. The normal you supposed, and with a grin that seemed to stretch wider with every day, you told him the same thing you told him every single time.

“You cant move?!” Scaramouche nearly yelled one time, tiny fists curling at his side. “Thats… thats stupid!”

“It is isnt it?” You only smiled in response.

Unsatisfied with your response, he clawed your arm, pulling you with all his might. Strong, you realized with surprise that he was much stronger than most children his age. Easy enough to tug away from, but strong enough to take you off guard.

Snapping your hand back to your side, you narrowed your eyes. You weren't angry… no, you hadnt felt strong feelings like that after the disappearance of the Kitsune Saiguu. “Do not attempt to move me,” was your curt response, said in the most stern voice you’d used with the boy.

He’d looked at you only a few seconds longer before bursting into tears, turning away and running. You didn't feel regretful for defending yourself, only turning once more with a tired sigh to stare at the distance.

But just as you stayed ageless, Scaramouche grew older. Still, crossing each others pass was inevitable when you sat in the plains, just alongside the path that lead to his hometown.

With a permanent scowl that seemed to stain his face, he still seemed to have mature a tad bit. Maybe hadnt improved in the social department, because he now scared children and adults and alike, but more mature…

“Hm? Whats this?”

Once again, sitting criss cross under the large tree that provided the perfect shade on sunny days, you stared at the boy expectantly. His hands hesitated at your question, but he resumed shuffling. “Cards,” he simply said in response.

A small featherlike feeling flitted across your chest, making you feel lighter and… almost ticklish. A small smile crossed your face, and you recognized the emotion to be one of adoration. For him to have remembered words you’d spoken years ago, it gave you a warmth you’d sorely missed. A warmth akin to watching him and the other children grow up.

“Ew, dont smile like that, its creepy.”

Swatting at his head, he frowned further when you laughed. “You’re more mature,” you pointed out, lazily leaning back. “You need to work on your people skills though, as someone who hasnt moved in years, thats pitiful that I know more than you.”

“Shut it!”

But as he grew up, you hardly got to see much of him. He’d reached your height and then fully disappeared, leaving no goodbye. And much as you hated to admit it, you hardly noticed, not when days passed in a flurry. You were used to being by yourself, entertaining the kids and greeting the people that passed by.

Sometimes, there’d be the reminder of the warmth he’d given you. But it was quickly overshadowed by your duty to remain seated in wait for the Kitsune Saiguu. A dedication kept in its earnest, but beginning to dwindle.

Inazuma was beginning to change.

“The vision decree…” you repeated, staring at the traveller who’d mentioned it to you. “Care to elaborate?”

The new archon threatenening to take away visions from every inhabitant of Inazuma. It was preposterous, so much that you didnt move. Your vision meant the world to you, but so did the Kitsune Saiguu. You werent sure just how you weighed the two till you saw civilians passing by you, ones you recognized, ones that didnt recognize themselves.

It was snowing, cold snowflakes melting into your skin while your hair soaked in the water. Unflinching, you hummed to a little tune, awaiting someone to pass you so that you could attempt to strike a conversation of somesort. The unnatural weather distanced all who entered the field though, and you simply waited. For the Kitsune Saiguu, for someone, or for some form of entertainment, you didnt know. You Slowly closing your eyes, you decided not to care.

“Im gone for five years and you’re still sitting here like a dumbass.”

Eyes snapping open, you find yourself face to face with a complete stranger. Dark purple hair with dark blue eyes, piercing and dangerous in a way you dont recognize at all. Fancy clothing that you cant identify or put a name on.

The boy took a step towards you, crouching down to stare at you directly. His eyes scanned over your figure briefly, and he brushed the snow out of your hair and ears with one flick of his hand. In the next, he was offering a coat to you. “Take it, you’re probably getting cold.”

You leaned forward, ignoring the coat he offered you. Gently, you raised your hand to brush the hair from his eyes, centred on the way his pupils widened. Offering a small moment of surprise and one glimpse into the small childlike blue eyed wonder he was. “Kiddo,” you breathed, pulling your hand back and scanning him once again. “You’ve grown.”

“And you havent.”

Snickering at his comment, you took the coat. You didnt need it, but he looked like he didnt either. He was already wearing clothing that kept him warm, and with careful observation and an untouched coat, you settled on the fact that he’d brought it here. Brought the coat here for you.

“Still havent improved with those social skills of yours have you?”

He scoffed, letting himself fall back till he was sitting fully. “I dont want to hear it from someone who refuses to move an inch for years. Lazy ass.”

You open your mouth to retort, but instead laugh at his comment, shaking your head. “Gained some humour on your journeys have you? Bad words too it seems. Anyways...” He had sat down, which meant that he meant fully well to sit, chat, and catch up. That familiar warmth filled your chest, a contrast between the cold snow. “Welcome back.”

It wasnt often that Scaramouche visited Inazuma, but when he did, he was sure to visit you. The two of you would sit down for hours, talking about the most trivial topics. He never mentioned what he did in his time away, and you never asked.

But things began to go downhill when news of the vision decree finally took action.

“Its no joke anymore! The Raiden Shogun has taken custody of almost a hundred visions!”

In that moment you made your decision, weighing your vision over the Kitsune Saiguu. Awfully selfish you knew, but you’d spent decades sitting there in wait.

And for the first time you sat up from your position on the ground, clumsily stumbling upright but gaining balance. It takes a few steps until you’re back to normal, and you begin your journey in order to escape the Raiden Shogun’s vision hunt decree.

_-_-_-_

You didnt expect to see him again.

Long grass tickled at the skin of your legs, making you adjust your footing to no avail. Sun slowly descending past the mountains to mark the start of an evening and the soon approaching night. A normal day of exploring the mountains and islands of Inazuma, observing the constant changing situation, and running away from the vision decree like a favourite past-time.

With the exception of a firm grip on your wrist.

Dark purple like hair, same hate brimmed eyes and lavish clothing. You recognized Scaramouche the moment he had appeared, looking just as surprised as you were. That being before he snatched your wrist and snarled, “You.”

You wouldve considered it pure luck to find him, an unexpected reunion with someone you actually remembered. But no, his tone had some predatorial edge to it that had you cringing. Hard. “Yes, its me.” You answered back with a frown, trying to loosen his hold. “Nice to see you too, is something the matter?”

He only seemed confused at your words, pulling you closer.

“Something the matter?” He asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Well, to start, you’re not sitting at your damn spot.”

Taken aback for a moment, you wondered if that sole fact was what drove the boy to such lengths. Surely he couldn't be so troubled over the fact that you moved… “The vision hunt decree, I'm sure I mentioned that I was sticking around in wait for the Kitsune Saiguu. I decided to wander around and avoid the conflict until I could settle back.”

“You could’ve waited for me,” he stated almost instantly. “I could have protected you.”

You felt your brows furrow quizzically. “Wait for you? Why in the world would I-”

“Why wouldn't I?” He pushed you closer till he could fully grab both wrists, taking a step closer as if his words would resonate clearer in your head. “You took care of me as a child, it would only be fair for me to repay the favour.” But he only seemed to be looking for excuses. “And besides, you can't just up and leave… I didn't know.”

Before you could interject with the obvious answer that he didn't need to know, you stopped. You’d lived decades, nearly centuries if you’d kept count, and you had learned to read people's expressions even when you’d stayed away from them for so long. He didn't know. It hit you in the most unpleasant way that he wasn't aware that it was none of his concern. To him, you were just another thing he needed to keep track of, something he had control over. His face basically screamed, ‘I depended on you to stay in that place.’

Deep breath in and out. You’d lived long, longer than him, you could deal with a child throwing a tantrum.

“Don't worry,” you gestured to the vision ta your side. “I'm strong enough to protect myself, I appreciate your concern, but I’ll be back when the vision decree ends.”

Unconvinced, he pulled you closer, just until your faces were mere inches away from each other. “No,” he said in a stern voice. “I’d rather you by my side, where I can protect you. I hate to question what you’re capable of, but you’ve been sitting down for as long as I’ve known you for.”

“I’ve lived decades more than you,” a simple reply, hopefully enough to get by him. You snatched your hands back with ease, ears flinching slightly when a cold breeze swept past you. But you stayed firm, not wanting to look vulnerable against the imposing air he had around him.

Still unconvinced. “You’re coming with me.”

“No I’m not.”

You’d known him as a kid, watched him grow up along with all the other small ones in his hometown. And maybe you admit you cared a smudge bit about the warmth he gave you when settling down to play cards, but he was different. He had changed in the worst way and you weren't about to deal with it.

“So you’re not coming with me voluntarily?” He asked softly, taking a small step to which you responded by stepping back. He had his hands up, as if telling you he wouldn't hurt you. But the way he said voluntarily sent shivers up your spine.

“No.” Hand on your vision, you held your own hand up threateningly.

He took his time when tilting his head, taking a deep breath in, and then appearing in front of you in just a short stride. Too quick to react, you hesitated before you could attack him. You didn't want to hurt him, he was still a child in your eyes, and you paid the consequences for that. He slid his hand just along your neck, and a jolt of electricity seemed to thrum inside you just as you collapsed in his arms.

Scaramouche was quick to catch you, hoisting you up into his arms dearly. “I do hope you’ll come to understand,” he said softly, cradling your unconscious form in his arms. Making sure not to crush your tail when carrying your legs, he looked past the mountains, sigh resting on his lips.

Because Scaramouche liked to have control of the things he held dear. Like keeping all your valuables neat and tidy in a closet, he was happy knowing you were safe and stable in that spot you always sat on.

And he couldn't have you moving could he?

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