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the-ethereal-serpent · 4 years

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Lunar Goddesses

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Aega

(Greek)

A beautiful moon deity. Her mother Gaia, the ancient earth Goddess, hid her in a cave during a Titan attack on the Olympic deities to prevent her from being taken away.

Aine

(Celtic)

Goddess of love, growth, cattle and light. The name of this Celtic Goddess means "bright" as she lights up the dark. Celebrations to this Goddess were held on Midsummer night

Anahita

(Persian)

A river Goddess who was also Goddess of Venus and the moon. Her name means "pure" Or immaculate one" as she represented the cleansing and fertilizing flow of the cosmos.

Andromeda

(Greek)

Although today she is linked with the stars many scholars believe that Andromeda was a pre-Hellenic moon deity.

Anunit

(Babylonian)

Goddess of the moon and battle. She was also associated with the evening star and later became known as Ishtar.

Arianrhod

(Celtic)

Goddess of the moon and stars, her name means "silver- wheel" the wheel of the year and the web of fate.

Artemis

(Greek)

The Greek Goddess of the hunt, nature and birth. This maiden Goddess is symbolized by the crescent moon.

Arawa

(African)

Lunar Goddess of the Suk and Pokot tribes of Kenya and Uganda. Her parents were the creator God Tororut and his consort Seta.

Athenesic

(Native North American)

A moon Goddess of several north central Native American tribes,

Auchimalgen

(South American)

This moon Goddess was a Deity of divination and a protectress from evil spirits.

Bendis

(Greek)

Bendis was the consort of the sun God Sabazius. Her cult flourished in Athens during the fifth century BCE.

Britomartis

(Crete)

In addition to her lunar attributes she was also the patron Goddess of Cretan sailors.

Candi

(Indian)

The female counterpart to Chandra, ancient Hindu lord of the Moon. The two were said to take turns: one month the Candi would become the moon and the next Chandra fulfill the role.

Cerridwen

(Celtic)

This crone, Goddess is most famous for her cauldron of wisdom. She was the mother of the great bard Taliesin, and is deeply linked to the image of the waning moon.

Chang- O

(Chinese)

The Chinese Goddess who lived on the moon She is celebrated to this day on full moon night of the 8th lunar month.

Coyolxauhqui

(Aztec)

Aztec moon Goddess, her name means "Golden Bells." She was the daughter of the Earth goddess, Coatlicue and the sister of the Sun god, Huitzilopochtli.

Dae-Soon

(Korean)

Lunar Goddess.

Diana

(Roman)

Diana was the Goddess of the hunt and wild animals. She later took over from Luna as the Roman Goddess of the moon, responsible for fertility and childbirth.

Gnatoo

(Japanese)

One of twelve Buddhist deities called the Jiu No O, adopted from Hindu mythology.

Gwaten

(Hindu)

She is derived from the Hindu God Soma, and is portrayed as a woman holding in her right hand, a disk symbolizing the Moon.

Epona

(Roman/Celtic)

This horse Goddess was associated with the night and dreams. In western Ireland,legends still abound of hearing the hoof-beats of her horse as she rides west to escape the rays of the rising sun. She was also a Goddess of magic, fertility and feminine power.

Hanwi

(Native North American)

Goddess of the Oglala Sioux, she once lived with the sun God Wi. Due to a transgression, she was forced by him to become a creature of the night.

Hekate

(Greek)

A crone Moon Goddess, deeply associated with the waning and dark moons. She is depicted as haunting crossroads with her two large hounds, and carrying a torch, symbolic of her great wisdom.

Hina Hine

(Polynesian)

This Hawaiian Goddesses name means 'woman who works the moon'. In her myths it is said that she grew tired of working for her brother and fled to the moon to live in peace.

Hina-Ika

("lady of the fish")

Once again we see the link between the lunar Goddess to the tides.

Huitaco

(South American)

This Colombian Goddess was a protectress of women as well as a deity of pleasure and happiness who was always battling with her male counterpart Bochica, a God of hard work and sorrow.

Ishtar

(Babylonian)

Some myths say she is the daughter of the moon, others the mother.

Isis

(Egyptian)

This powerful and widely worshipped Goddess was not only a moon deity, but a Goddess of the sun as well.

Ix Chel

(Mayan)

A Central American moon Goddess and the lover of the sun. Poisonous snakes were her totem animal. She was also Goddess of childbirth.

Izanami

(Japanese)

This Goddess controlled the tides, fishing and all destructive sea phenomena.

Jezanna

(Central African)

Goddess of the moon and healing.

Juna

(Roman)

A Goddess of the new moon. She was worshipped mainly by women as she was the Goddess of marriage, pregnancy and childbirth. Her Greek equivalent was Hera.

Jyotsna

(Indian)

A Hindu Goddess of twilight and the autumn moons.

Komorkis

(Native North American)

The Blackfoot tribe celebrated her as the Goddess of the moon.

Kuan Yin

(Chinese)

A Buddhist Goddess. Modern feminist Pagans believe she far pre-dates Buddhist origins. She was a Goddess of the moon, compassion, and healing,

Lasya

(Tibetan)

Goddess of the moon and beauty who carried a mirror.

Lucina

(Roman)

Goddess of light with both solar and lunar attributes. She was Christianised as St. Lucia, a saint still honoured at Yule in many parts of Europe.

Luna

(Roman)

An ancient moon Goddess, the namesake for the Latin word luna meaning 'moon'. Her name also forms the root of the English words 'lunar' and 'lunatic'.

Mama Quilla

(Inkan)

As the Goddess of the moon she was the protectress of married women. A large temple to her was erected at the Inkan capitol of Cuzco. She was associated with the metal silver. Eclipses were said to occur when she was eaten and the regurgitated by the Jaguar Woman.

Mawu

(African)

She ruled the sky with her twin bother, the sun God Lisa. To her people she symbolized both wisdom and knowledge.

Metzli

(Aztec)

In Aztec mythology mother moon leapt into a blazing fire and gave birth to the sun and the sky.

Rhiannon

(Celtic)

A Goddess of fertility, the moon, night, and death. Her name means 'night queen'. She is also known as Rigantona.

Sadarnuna

(Sumerian)

Goddess of the new moon.

Sarpandit

(Sumerian)

Goddess of moonrise. This pregnant Goddess's name means "silver shining" referring to the reflective quality of the moon.

Sefkhet

(Egyptian)

According to some myths this lunar Goddess was the wife of Thoth. She was also the deity of time, the stars, and architecture.

Selene

(Greek)

A mother Goddess linked to the full moon. She is widely worshipped by Pagans today.

Sina

(Polynesian)

This moon Goddess was the sister of the sun God Maui. She was sometimes called Ina.

Teczistecatl

(Aztec)

A Goddess of sex, symbolised by the four phases of the moon: dark, waxing, full, and waning.

Trivia

(Roman)

She is the equivalent Goddess to Selene in Roman mythology.

Xochhiquetzal

(Aztec)

This magical moon Goddess was the deity of flowers, spring, sex, love, and marriage. She was the wife of storm God Tlaloc. She is also the patroness of artisans, prostitutes, pregnant women and birth.

Yemanja

(Native South American)

She was the Brazilian Goddess of the oceans symbolized by a waxing crescent moon. Yemanja was also considered to represent the essence of motherhood and a protector of children.

Yolkai Estsan

(Native North American)

A Navajo moon deity fashioned from an abalone shell by her sister Yolkai, the Goddess of the sky. She was the Navaho Goddess of the earth and the seasons, and is also known as White Shell Woman.

Zirna

(Etruscan)

A Goddess of the waxing moon. She is always depicted with a half-moon hanging from her neck, indicating that she was probably honored at the beginning of the second quarter phase of the moon.

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loverofthewindgod · 3 years

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Sienna

First Name: Sienna

Last Name: None

Name Analysis: "Red Earth"

Date of Birth: September 21st

Age: 12,000+ (25 yrs)

Alias: Daughter of the Earth 🌿 Daughter of Gaia 🌿 Lone Lioness 🌿Lady Sienna 🌿 Exuberant Edenian🌿Wildflower Warrior🌿Princess Sienna🌿 Shaolin Powerhouse🌿Shaolin Queen🌿Autumn Blaze🌿Ebony Beauty🌿Princess of the Earth🌿Shaolin Hippie🌿White Lotus Wonder🌿Maiden of the Mountains & Meadows🌿Earthrealm's Champion🌿Brazen Bohemian🌿Earthrealm's Emerald🌿Gaia's Champion🌿Harbinger of Joy, Cheer & Good Vibes🌿Goddess of Strength, Vibrance, & The Harvest. 🌿Super Saiyan🌿 Terra 🌿

Nicknames: Natural Wonder, Rockstar, Earth Girl, Wildflower, Buttercup, Baby Girl, Tigress, Kitten, Nana, Bloom, Young Goddess, My Flower, My Blaze, Daughter Nature, Wildberry Princess

Gender: Female

Siblings: 0

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: Half Edenian🌱 Half God

Blood Type: Dark Amber Sap

Phobia / Philias

biophilia (loves nature)

atelophobia (fears being worthless)

Hair Color: Emerald Green (Ombre)

Eye Color: Light Emerald

Origins: Edenia

Current Location: Earthrealm 💚 Edenia

Face Claim ( if you have one )

Normani Kordei

Height: 5"10

Alignment: Neutral Good

Status: Alive

Social Status:

Daughter of the Earth

Wildflower Warrior

Queen of the Shaolin

Shaolin Powerhouse

Daughter of Gaia

Shaolin Hippie

Vibrant Light

Bringer of Joy

Harvester of Good Fruits

Founder of Viridian Valley

Lady of The Wind

Wife of the Wind God, Fujin

Affiliation:

White Lotus Society

Special Forces

Edenian Resistance

Physical Health: Outstanding

Mental Health: Alright

Likes

cooking

drawing

dancing and singing

relaxing in nature

bathing in waterfalls

Raiden having fun and being happy

teasing/spending time with Fujin

freedom

edenian pie

good vibes

rock climbing

parkour

children

spreading good vibes

Dislikes

bullies

bullshit

being yelled at/yelling at others

shao kahn and twindel's relationship

betrayal

fake people

negativity

Raiden and Fujin stressed/upset

perverts

infidelity

Speed 9/10

Agility 9/10

Intelligence 8/10

Strength 11/10

Stamina 9/10

Stealth 7/10

Cooperation 9/10

Durability 9/10

Mentor(s)

Gaia

Kung Lao

Liu Kang

Fighting Skills 9/10

Flexibility 7/10

Reflexes 8/10

Instincts 7/10

Family

Gaia | mother | alive

Blaze | father | unknown

Raiden | brother-in-law | alive

Fujin | Husband | alive

Aella | future daughter | unknown

Celeste | future daughter | unknown

Haven | future son | unknown

Rayan | future son | unknown

Friends / Allies

gaia

fujin

raiden

selene @starneko123

kitana

jade

liu lang

kung lao

johnny cage

sonya blade

kombat kids

jax briggs

ombra and gizem @theelderhazelnut

bo rai cho

sindel

sheeva

sareena

cetrion

geras

Enemies

shao kahn

shang tsung

twindel

kollector

reptile

tanya

kronika

frost

shinnok

quan chi

d'vorah

Love Interest

Lord Fujin

Love Status

Lover 💙 Husband

Weapons ♔ Accessories

Wooden Bow Staff (self crafted & blessed by Selene)

Mother Nature's Harpe (gifted & blessed by Gaia)

Emerald Green Lotus Medallion (gifted by Fujin)

Enchanted Cornucopia of Plenty

Fruit of the Tree of life

Bohemian Travel Satchel

Essence of Edenia and Earthrealm

Amber Sun Pendant (gifted by Raiden)

Powers

Sienna is a skilled warrior who weilds tremendous strength, and just like her mother, harnesses great power of the earth and nature. She possesses healing/regeneration abilities, and is capable of harvesting different types of fruits and crops. Inheriting the fire of her father Blaze, Sienna becomes the Autumn Blaze. Her most powerful form is Terra, where she inherits her mother's essence and her elemental powers reach divine heights. It is said by Lady Delia that Sienna's power matches, if not rivals more than Onaga.

Personality

A big ol' ball of sunshine, Sienna is a very eccentric, playful, colorful soul. She has her ditzy moments but is very intelligent. She loves to makes others laugh and smile, her vibrant energy earned her the nickname "Bringer of Joy." But on the battlefield, this beautiful woman is a deadly, formidable force not to be taken lightly.

History

Sienna was born and raised in Edenia, but only for a few years before Shao Kahn's invasion. At a young age, her great power was first unleashed on the devastating Crimson Earth Day and her mother Gaia relocated to Earthrealm to save her daughter from harm. Over the years, Sienna grew up to be a strong, beautiful woman. She lived and trained at the Wu shi Academy where she gained a bigger family and discovered her true purpose: fighting to make a difference in the world.

Special thank you to @starneko123 for the template!

#mk #mortalkombat #mk11 #sienna #lord fujin #ik fujin loves her #free spirit #wild heart #vibrant soul #i love her #she's so badass #mk oc #Spotify

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ninjakasuga · 3 years

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Sonsally Celebration Week, Year 3, Day Four!

Sonally Celebration Week, Year 3, Day Four!

Another day of Sonsally Week, unlike the last few entries, this is where I break linearity and go travel back to a prior period in the timeline. When the prompt of ‘Power’ was shown my mind of course went to the Super-Forms, the Deep Power Stones, and the like. Yet also my mind went back to some fanart from last year about a certain someone I would have loved to have seen share a Super Form with Sonic… Y’all can see where this is going.~

Forward: Timeline wise, this is 9-10yrs before Crossroads; the last battle of the war with Dr. Eggman. I admit I’m once again sprinkling tidbits from my still WIP Archie-Sonic-Verse that has yet to be published, but I think the easter eggs and hints of things yet to be seen will be fun for the reader.

Power:

“Sal, are you flipping insane?!” Cried Sonic as he stared Sally down at her suggestion. “You want to use the Deep Power Stones to amplify our Super Forms? What about all that ‘overload potential’ nonsense?!”

Standing beside Sonic, one eye on the half of the Deep Power Stone in her hand, the other on the approaching Egg Armada. A legion of robots, ships, and what other mechanical horrors Eggman had left to try and quash them all for good. With the world-wide alliances winning victory, after victory, Eggman grew desperate and now was throwing everything he had at them in a ‘If I can’t have it no one will!’ tantrum of a scorched world move. Basically it was done to the wire, and now they were as desperate as Eggman.

Her grip tightened on the stone, that madman would not have the last laugh. He wouldn’t end their world as he did the Mobius he came from! “It’s something I was thinking about for awhile, Sonic. We’ve seen what the stones can do just augmenting the individuals who bring the stones together. If we bring that kind of augmentation to the Super Forms? We have the Master Emerald already channeling to empower the Seven Chaos Emeralds, imagine channeling the Stones through it to the Emeralds and the Power Rings. All of you could not just have a greater power boost, but potentially the forms will last longer, long enough to wreck most if not all of the Egg Armada and put an end to this war for good!”

“It might work…” Murmured Tails, standing on the other side to Sally. “Channeling the Stones' power through the Master Emerald, which itself is a beacon and conduit for the Seven Servers…” He began to murmur as his brain went over the numbers and possible calculations. As the two-tailed fox finished his thoughts, he turned to the Guardian of Angel Island, wanting his thoughts. “The Master Emerald is your expertise Knuckles, you think it will work?”

The red-furred Guardian furrowed his brow as he contemplated this. “Maybe, I admit while my communion with Tikal or my Great Grandfather has given me greater insight to the mystical aspects of the Master Emerald, I’m still a novice truth be told.” He sighed, looking apologetic. “Sadly I know more of the scientific side of things given the Brotherhood’s data mostly focuses around that. Even my Father’s old notes are more historical musings than proven theory.” He sighed again, mentally cursing his forebears for yet another aspect of oversight the Brotherhood neglected during their long tenure of guarding Angel Island. Then again, save for the Lost Tribe, it would seem most of the old mystic arts were lost to the Echidna of today, what few were left. “Given we’ve found many connections to the old mystical artifacts of the world, there’s a good chance they’ll work together as Sally thinks.”

A low growl-like ‘hmm’ punctuated the air, before a stern voice interjected aloud. “Or it will overload the Emerald, destroy it, and fry all of us, or potentially create a super-bomb.” Shadow stated with arms crossed, and looking pensive. As all looked his way, he spoke on. “I’m not saying we ditch the idea, but it’s something to consider. I have a vow to protect this world to uphold, as well as too many I care about to let them die.” His thoughts dwelled on Rouge, Omega, and Hope especially. His other comrades within G.U.N. and the Thorndyke Labs. Even of those here, despite any past animosity, he wanted them and their loved ones to equally live. They all had family, and friends to protect.

The last member of the group, his expression uneasy, yet a deep resolve in his eyes looked about his comrades, and then the horizon as their enemy continued to fly toward them. “We don’t really have a choice do we? This is the last chance, for all of you, as well as the Future I want to prevent from coming to pass.” Clenching his fists, Silver felt his powers hum through his being. It had been a long journey, and one not without many hurdles. From his bungling to interpret data from then Future, and its founding in the past, to dealing with the truths of his own ‘Master’ and the struggle of wondering if he was truly a pawn to bring about ‘his’ world versus a world for everyone to be happy. In the end he was wiser, more experienced and ever resolute to ensure the dark future never came to pass. All other obstacles save Eggman had been dealt with. This was the final hour. “So, save for Sonic we’re all in agreement?”

Hands on his hips, Sonic frowned deeply, looking rather indignant. “Hey, hey! I never said scrap the plan, I was just pointing out how before everyone kept yammering about doing something stupid with the Stones. Given either configuration usage done wrong could lead to KAB-BOOM! Jus’ pointing that out!” Eyeing everyone, his gaze rested on Sally, those deep blue pools that always sucked him in. Reaching for her hand, he wrapped his hand over hers, their wedding rings shining in the sun together. “You think this is our best bet, Sal? If you’re really onboard, so’m I.”

In truth, Sally did share the same concerns as Sonic and everyone else. She knew even using just the ‘boost’ augment which so far had been the safest, could lead to disaster as much as the other configuration which always ended destructively. Plus this would be the last time they could use them. As per Merlin Prower’s warning, the Deep Power Stones could be used a handful of times, and the mystic had given them warning they were on their last usage. This was due to a special magical limiter the Neo-Walkers put on the Stones, halving their ability so the Freedom Fighters and their allies could have an edge. However with the last use, the limiter was off, and so it was full power, and potentially the best opportunity for the worst case scenario. After this the Stones would vanish for another millennia until they were recharged and reappear randomly about the planet again.

Yet as Silver pointed out, what choice did they really have? Eggman was going all out; and thus, their hands were tied. “It’s the best shot we have. G.U.N.’s mechanized forces are exhausted and what isn’t in the repair bay is out fighting the forces encroaching their borders. None of the rest of the allied nations have any armies big enough to fight this horde. We can’t call for help from Blaze or any other friends from other dimensions because the Zone Cops sealed all dimension travel to Mobius Prime to prevent Eggman from escaping. This, this, is all we can do.” Her resolve sounded unshakable, despite her internal doubt, she had to sound resolute. Matching her gaze with Sonic, she managed a grin as she laced her fingers with his. “Let’s do-it-to-it, gang!”

Smiles formed about at the catch-phrase that was so infectious even Shadow was sucked in. One by one, Tails, Knuckles, Shadow and Silver joined in placing their hands over each other, forming a lock. “Let’s do-it-to-it! They all cried, before breaking to get into place. While Sally stood by the Master Emerald with Knuckles, the others began to loop around the Master Emerald, each linking their hands together. From Shadow to Silver, to Tails, to Sonic. Instead of holding Knuckles’ hand, Sonic placed his own on the Echidna’s shoulder. Knuckles did the same with Sally, while his free hand touched the Master Emerald. Sally held the Deep Power Stones in each hand, waiting for the right moment to place them together. Craning her head to Knuckles she nodded, and he nodded back, his gaze shifting to the large emerald his bloodline made their mission to protect along with Angel Island itself (well Echidna population for them, Knuckles was out to protect everyone).

“The servers are the Seven Chaos… Chaos is power, enriched by the heart… The controller exists to unify the chaos!” As he started the chant, he briefly saw a flash of Tikal within the Master Emerald, smiling at them all. This allowed Knuckles to smile, but he didn’t let this distract him. “We who are blessed by the Chaos, beseech to wield your power and wisdom, to save the planet and the innocent lives that dwell upon it. Let us be the Guardians of Mobius, of the Chaos, and the Light of Gaia!”

“We will gladly give our lives if you can let us protect all we love, please help us.” Murmured Sally, interjecting her own addition once Knuckles’ incantation chant was finished. Staring at the two halves of the stones, Sally placed them together, the halves flashed as they became one. An intense glow emanating from the black object that soon blinded them all. A bright, green glow from the Master Emerald broke through the white, with the gathered Power Rings (including Sonic’s Billionth Special Ring) all giving off a golden glow as the colors mingled together. A pillar of the mingled colors erupts from the Master Emerald’s resting place, shooting up, and up into space as the island is bathed in its warm glow.

Tails was the first to regain his sight, and once the relief they did not explode passed through him, a wide grin formed on his face as he felt it, the power of his Super Form. Not only that but he could ‘feel’ the power was increased. “Alright I think it worked!” He hollered, pumping his arms as he felt the power of Turbo Tails peak and flare briefly. “Hooo it’s been a long spell!”

Shadow merely made a ‘heh’ sound, yet smiled as he stared at his own glowing hands. “Yes, I can feel it, now those machines can feel Super Shadow’s fists and Chaos Spears.”

“This still blows me away with how powerful it makes me feel.” Murmured Silver as he marveled at his Super Silver transformation.

“Oh holy crap…” They heard Knuckles utter, followed by Sonic stammering “S-S-Sal?”. Everyone turned their heads and gasped in awe.

“Oh, my God…” Was all Sally could murmur. Her fur was a pink-orange tinge, and her hair a golden glow, flowing freely from the sheer power itself. “H-how? I thought only those with a tie to the Chaos Force could achieve super form?!”

“Maybe the powers that be felt you were worthy.” Knuckles mused, giving a nodding approval to this development. The light-pink glow of his Hyper Knuckles form, arcing with energy like everyone else. “In any case it looks like it worked.”

“I’m not a fan of the colors, they remind me of when I spent hours scrubbing chemicals out of my fur.” Muttered Sally, recalling the chemical splash that caused her fur and hair to change colors twice, before finally returning to her proper brown and auburn tones. She shuddered at the memory; she was lucky Rotor and Quack were able to make a fur-shampoo solution to cleanse the stuff from her fur, and luckier she wasn’t exposed long enough to cause any health issues.

Rubbing his chin, Sonic flashed a wide smile as he drew in his wife’s Super Form. “I dunno Sal, you rock the colors, and do’. It’s giving me ideas-.”

Tails held up one hand, and the other he put a finger to his mouth. Making a faux-gagging sound. “Sonic, I’m right here, don’t wanna hear that stuff!”

Snorting, Sonic rolled his eyes, “Hey, hey Li’Bro who said my mind was going to the gutter?”

Knuckles shot Sonic an incredulous look. “And I quote, “I’m always horny for Sal.”, end quote.”

Both Sonic and Sally managed to blush through the color of their super forms. Each coughing, and averting their gazes from their friends for a time.

“How about we can the small talk, and focus on saving the world?” Shadow stated, breaking up the moment as he turned and pointed towards the approaching Armada. “I’m sure Eggman saw that light show and is going to get even more antsy to try and finish us off.”

Clearing her throat, Sally stepped forward from the Master Emerald, letting Shadow’s comment further help to put that momentary embarrassment behind them. FAR behind them hopefully! “Shadow’s right, we got the power, now let’s use it.”

Pounding his fists together, Sonic began to jog and jump in place to pump himself up. “Juice and jam time folks, let’s show ol’ Eggy he should’ve stayed on that satellite in his home dimension.”

“If not just shriveled up and died.” Growled Knuckles as he flexed his fists before slamming them together.

“For everyone here, and those yet to come, we must win.” Silver uttered as he began to float, flexing his psychokinetic powers in anticipation.

Spinning his twin-tails, Tails began to hover as well. “Sally, give the word, we’re ready!”

“Everyone, it’s been an honor… LET’S GO!!”

#boundingforfreedom #Sonic the Hedgehog #Sally Acorn #Archie-Sonic Comics #Knuckles the Echidna #Shadow the Hedgehog #Miles 'Tails' Prower #Silver the Hedgehog #Master Emerald #Deep Power Stones #Super Forms #Fanfic

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amiandthechaos · 4 years

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fire has no shadow, but you have me

Leo is not hiding this personal moment with a mask of light-hearted comments or jokes. So Nico won't shy away from it, either.

"I'm glad you want to come back." He summons courage harder than it takes him to summon an army of skeletons, and he leans his head on Leo's shoulder.

They remain like that for a while, Leo's hand covering his and Nico's head resting on Leo, and Nico had never felt so safe outside of camp and he wonders if it can last.

It starts with a blinding flash of light. And at this point, Nico has seen enough of those to know that it can't be anything good.

And he couldn't be less prepared for it. He was just lying on the grass under the sun, getting more vitamin D on doctor's orders.

And of course, his doctor is right there next to him. Will insists Nico needs more sun, and Nico begrudgingly agrees because at least his skin color is returning to normal and he sleeps better at night. Not well, but better.

He feels warm and drowsy while Will's voice fills the silence by talking about music and bands. Nico hasn't really had time to listen to music in the last… decade. But he appreciates Will's suggestions, however disconcerting they may be.

And then he feels it. The sun's getting hotter, which doesn't make sense since it was supposed to be going down soon, and when he opens his eyes, it's there.

His senses heighten, every nerve suddenly into overdrive, and Will is already on his feet, hauling him up and dragging him away.

But it's too late, Nico thinks. It's coming way too fast.

He still runs, but not for long before the crash is heard. It's not as big as he imagined. It's not Armageddon, it's not the end of the world, but it is something.

Nico spins around, making Will stumble, but he's glad he did because he immediately recognizes something that makes his heart thud painfully.

A bronze wing.

He breaks free from Will's grip and runs back towards the mess of fire that's still burning in a big pile. Will yells out his name but then he and some others are right behind him, slow realization dawning on all the campers.

Even among the flames and smoke, Nico can see the broken-down body of Festus the dragon.

"Where's Leo?" Will asks and Nico was thinking the same thing but with each passing second his heart sinks more and more. Leo's fireproof, his mind supplies, and still the fear that he might have burnt to a crisp seems far more real.

Nico looks around wildly. "Can't anyone summon water?! Where's fucking Percy Jackson when you need him?!"

Everyone seems to click into motion, moving around to help. Nico focuses back on the fire. Perhaps he can make a hole on the earth below and pull Leo out?

He tries to feel the presence and a more sinister thought enters his mind. Maybe he was never alive. Maybe Festus just brought Leo's body here.

The fire is receding a bit, but it's still hard to see beyond the flames and reflective bronze. A moment later, three different people shout to make room. From the right, Chris Rodríguez and a bunch of dryads are bringing in buckets of water from the lake. From the left, Leo's siblings from the Hephaestus cabin are running with Harley at the front, all dressed up in a full metal welding suit that the others are still trying to attach to him.

And then, from very far away there's Paolo Montes waving a hose.

Harley gets there first, and he would have thrown himself on the fire if Nyssa Barrera hadn't stopped him.

"Wait! The suit is not sealed yet!"

And then it came. Nico gasps and almost stumbles backwards with the force of it and everyone looks at him, alarmed.

But Nico's eyes are fixed on the blazing heat.

The metal rumbles and pieces fall to the floor, and from the very center of Festus' belly, Leo Valdez's head pops up, his hair wild and moving along with the flames.

He looks around at the dozens of shocked faces and finally settles for a toothy grin.

"Hello. Bit hot today, no?"

This time Will had to stop Nico from jumping into the fire and slapping Leo in the face.

Nico had been spending some of his time hanging out in the infirmary since Will was there a lot, teaching healing practices to other campers because, in his words 'With the number of dangerous situations demigods get into, the Apollo cabin can't be the only ones who know basic first aid.'

And now he was there a lot because he was in charge of organising the queue to punch Leo and Leo was there getting patched up.

He had never been very close to Leo. At least not the way he was close to Hazel or even Percy at some point. But over their time aboard the Argo II, they had at least shared some kind of kinship a few times, especially when Nico realized how much of a seventh wheel Leo had been feeling, and how similar that was to how Nico himself felt in that ship. An eight wheel, to be precise.

And by Gods, did Nico want to hate him. He was insufferably obnoxious, always cracking stupid jokes, and with no shame whatsoever. Nico's worst nightmare.

Until Nico saw through all that for what it really was; Leo's way of keeping people at bay. Diametrically opposed to Nico's way, but a way nonetheless.

Plus, a few times Nico had walked in on Leo sleeping curled up next to the engine and it was hard to hate him after that.

"What happened to Calypso?" Nico asks one morning after the first shift of punchers. Leo had just finished explaining everything he went through, the physician's cure, the trip to Ogygia, rescuing the forgotten sorceress.

His face reddens somewhat. "I dropped her off inland in Europe. I think it was Croatia. She um… She wanted to see the world."

Nico doesn't want to push it if Leo's reluctant to discuss it but he had imagined that after all of that he and Calypso would be together.

Leo shrugs and then winces as his left shoulder is still injured from the fall. His skin was thankfully all untouched thanks to his abilities but his clothes all turned to ashes. That was the most awkward part of the rescue. "I get it. She was tied to that island for thousands of years, I can't blame her for wanting to be free and not tied to something or someone else now." He sounds sad, but also braver than Nico had ever seen him. "I promised to rescue her and I'm glad I did."

Nico nodded. He raised his hand, planning to pat Leo's shoulder but regretting it at the last second and landing awkwardly on the pillow next to him. "That's the demigod life."

Leo smiles one of his huge smiles and nudges Nico's hand with his shoulder. "That, and catapulting annoying augurs up in the sky. Tell me again how you launched Octavian up to meet me."

Nico rolls his eyes. "I didn't launch him."

Since communication was still down on all fronts, Leo couldn't let anyone at Camp Jupiter know that he hadn't actually died, so he decided to just make the journey.

Him and a few other campers sat at a table trying to figure out the best method to get him there.

"Festus would take at least a month to rebuild again," Leo sighs, genuinely depressed about the topic. "I can't let the others wait that long for Admiral Valdez's resurrection."

Everyone groans. Leo had been bragging for days about how he was basically the modern version of Jesus of Nazareth.

"What about a jetpack? My design is nearly ready!" Harley exclaims excitedly.

Leo ruffles Harley's hair. "Oh Harley, I'd rather let Zeus zoom me halfway across the globe again. I saw your designs and I think fuel tanks like those would send me on my way to an explosion even I couldn't survive."

"You could take a bus?" Kayla says. "Cheaper than an airplane."

"I will take you."

It almost takes Nico a second to realize the words came out of his mouth, especially when they all look at him like that.

"Nico, are you sure that's a good idea?" Will asks, his golden eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"I shadow-travelled from Europe with a ten-foot statue and two others. I think I can handle Leo from here to California."

"I feel like that was a jab at my stature," Leo says into the silence.

Nico smirks.

The Hephaestus cabin organized a congratulations-for-not-being-dead/going-away campfire for Leo. Nico usually didn't attend campfires, but Will had dragged him to a couple and this one seemed to be more up his alley, with less corny songs and more people making fun of Leo.

Plus, Pollux had appeared with a few bottles of homemade wine and the results were entertaining.

Will was, no surprise, a very touchy drunk, which made Nico uncomfortable but not as much as he would have thought. He lets Will rest his head on his shoulder when he says that the world is spinning.

Leo chugs more wine and tells another joke and people laugh harder even though it makes no sense, and that's when Sherman Yang decides they've all had too much.

"Okay, let's pack it up, people. Leo has a long day tomorrow and we all have target practice."

Some groan, a few giggle, most don't react and just let themselves be dragged away after patting Leo on the back and wishing him luck.

No one tells Leo to leave, perhaps because after helping defeat Gaia, coming back from the dead, rescuing an unrescuable ancient sorceress and then surviving yet another explosion, no one felt like they had much authority over him.

Will, held by Kayla on one side, turns around to look at Nico. "Are you coming?"

Nico looks over at Leo, who chooses that moment to fall backwards from his log. "I think I'll stay and make sure he doesn't die."

Will smiles crookedly. "Aw, you're taking care of someone. I've taught you well."

"Shut up."

Leo manages to sit up and realizes he and Nico are alone, the fire slowly dying between them. "Are you cold? I can make more fire."

He opens his palms towards the flames but Nico rushes over and stops him. "No no. Don't drink and summon fire. Didn't you see the safety video on your first day here? Dionysus had a whole section about wine safety."

Leo snorts a laugh. "No. When I arrived everything was very rushed. I never met Mr. D"

Nico nods. Leo must have heard that name from Percy. Nico wonders if Percy got the letter they sent telling him that Leo was alive. It was Will's idea to use regular mortal mail, but even being in the same estate as Percy wouldn't guarantee that he'll receive the letter. Strange things happened to demigods' correspondence in the postal service.

"You know, this is the first time I drink wine." Leo waves his plastic cup, stained burgundy.

"Really?" Nico asks. "Not even sips as a kid?"

Leo shakes his head and his curls move with it. "Mexican moms don't really believe in that."

Nico had been drinking wine since he was very young. "I always used to have dinner with my family."

"Maybe that's why you're not drunk."

"Or maybe because I'm not eighty pounds and had ten glasses"

"Hey!" Leo protests and then he is silent as he sizes Nico up with a look that makes Nico wish he could blend in with the shadows. "How are you already taller than me? It's not fair."

That makes Nico smile. "Get used to it, Valdez."

They stay in silence for a while longer, which must be a record coming from Leo. He pulls out a small device from his pocket and starts to tinker with it, not even looking at it. He seems thoughtful, as though he's trying to figure out a different device than the one in his hands.

"I heard something from Drew yesterday," Leo says, a little too quiet to be the start of a joke. Nico's heart starts racing. He knew people would talk, and he knew Leo and all his friends would find out eventually, but he never thought Leo would want to talk to him about it.

He presents Nico with his closed fist as if he wanted Nico to bump it and Nico can only frown.

"This is for telling Percy he isn't your type. What a boss move."

It takes a second, but Nico throws his head back and laughs. The first time he's properly laughed in a long time, but it just takes him completely by surprise that this is what Leo has to say on the subject.

He bumps Leo's fist as his laughter dies down and he shakes his head in disbelief.

Leo can't seem to stop smiling, but in this drunk, lazy way that makes him seem a bit more down to earth.

This isn't a mask, Nico thinks.

Leo sways and his shoulder grazes Nico's. "If it makes you feel any better, I get it. Like, who hasn't thought Percy's hot? Like, objectively, you know? They're tall and conventionally attractive and stupidly heroic-"

"They?" Nico asks, not really wanting to interrupt Leo's tirade but confused by his wording.

"Percy and Jason. Everyone has crushes on them, right? And you kind of want to hate them because like, shit man, you look like that and you fly, and you're ridiculously friendly and like noble and stuff? Just stop it. You know? But you can't hate them because they're really nice to you and they don't deserve it. But it's nothing to be ashamed of, you know?"

Nico blinks a few times, Leo's confession of basically having a crush on Jason in particular, hitting him like an electrical shock that left him short-circuited. If Leo was sober he probably wouldn't have said anything, so Nico wonders if he should feel bad for letting Leo say something so personal in this state of vulnerability.

But he doesn't. Because it's the first time someone tells him they understand him and actually give reasons and examples why, not just an empty attempt at empathy. He hopes Leo doesn't regret telling him this.

"They are so stupidly noble. I hate that," Nico says.

Leo stands up on wobbly legs. "Oh look at me I'm the son of a famous, powerful God and I can control the elements and I have light-colored eyes and a dreamy smile. Who am I?"

Nico has to laugh again because Leo is pulling a full-on performance pretending to fly like Jason or raise the sea like Percy and it makes Nico feel lighter than he has in probably years. He can laugh about it now. He can let it go.

Leo stumbles around the fire and even though he'd be fine if he falls in, it still doesn't seem right to let him, so Nico grabs his arm and pulls him away from the danger zone as they both keep laughing.

They sit back down and their knees knock together and Nico doesn't mind.

"Some of that could also describe you," Leo says breathlessly. "Son of a major God. Powerful."

Nico nudges Leo with his arm in acknowledgement. "And you. You can control the elements." He nods towards the fire.

Leo seems relaxed in a way he hadn't seemed to be since he came back.

They remain like that for a while longer, watching the flames get smaller and sitting in comfortable silence. Nico's favorite kind of silence.

"We should probably get some sleep." Nico hates to be the one to say it, but shadow-travelling really is easier when he's rested.

Damn Will. He got inside Nico's head.

Leo lets Nico help him up and then Nico does something that he only does when someone is injured in battle; he wraps one arm around Leo's waist and helps him walk. Leo throws his arm over Nico's shoulders.

As they walk away from the campfire, Leo sighs happily. "Have you ever noticed that fire doesn't have a shadow?"

Nico was right when he thought that travelling with Leo would be less tiring than the last shadow trip he had done.

That didn't mean it was easier.

"Y'all should've told me we'd be coming here." Leo digs into his plate of ribs, sauce all over his face. "I'd've made some reservations."

Nico sends him a death glare. He's good at those.

Leo had decided to adopt a heavy southern accent ever since they landed in Oklahoma instead of Kansas like Nico had been planning. Nico's ears were going to bleed from over-stimulation.

The food was good, though.

Leo inhales deeply and sighs contentedly. "We're so close to Texas, I can feel it."

"We're always close to Texas. That state is inescapable. I think its gravity drew us off course."

Leo pulls out two wet hand towels from his magic pouch- as Nico has started to call it much to Leo's annoyance- and then he warms them up by heating his hands. He has a much more sophisticated control on his fire abilities than Nico remembered.

Leo hands one to Nico while he himself wipes basically his entire face and arms. "Well, we're here now so let's find a spot to sleep tonight. I hope you like camping, Neeks!"

Nico frowns. "You should know I don't. Also, stop it with the Neeks."

Leo smiles. "You have barbecue on your nose."

Nico groans and wipes it off.

They end up finding a not-so-terrible spot to spend the night, but the heat in this Hades-forsaken place was so insufferable that they decided not to use sleeping bags and instead hang hammocks, of which Leo procured two from his magic pouch.

"Why in the world do you have hammocks on hand?" Nico asks as he unsuccessfully attempts to tie his to a tree.

"Hammocks are an incredible feat of engineering. You need fabric and weaving that are strong enough to hold you but not so tough that it's hard to sleep. It minimises your travelling load while maximising sleeping space, and it works on all surfaces because it precisely keeps you away from surfaces." Leo comes over and ties Nico's hammock for him. "It also keeps you away from snakes."

Nico blinks at him. "You have a lot of feelings about hammocks."

"They are perfect and need to be more appreciated."

"I've never actually slept in one."

Leo's eyes seem to light up with fire. "Oh I can't believe you're a hammock virgin!"

"Please don't call it that."

"This is going to be great. Shed all your preconceived notions right now and prepare for the best sleeping experience of your life."

Nico would hardly call swinging in the air the best sleeping experience of his life, but considering the things he's been through, it also could be far, far worse.

Leo is too delighted with the swinging and even pushes off against the tree with his foot to go even faster, his hands busy with a mechanical box he's been tinkering with since West Virginia. The movement is making Nico slightly dizzy so he lies as still as possible until the soft swaying actually feels nice, and it seems to be lulling him to sleep faster than anticipated.

He's almost gone when Leo speaks into the silence.

"Nico?"

"Mm?" He opens his eyes and turns to see Leo still swinging madly, almost nervously, under the orange light of the lantern he hung on a branch above. Thank the Gods they're on different trees or the movement would rock Nico's hammock as well. He also decided to remove his t-shirt, which is fine by Nico because then all the mosquitoes would get Leo instead of him.

"You're fifteen, right?" Leo asks.

"Last I checked."

Another pause. "How did you, um… how did you know?"

It takes Nico's sleepy brain a bit to process the question but it still doesn't make much sense. "How did I know what?"

Leo keeps his eyes on his box. "You know… how did you know you… liked boys?"

Suddenly Nico is as alert as the day Leo came crashing down above them.

Usually, Nico would say something snarky and then refuse to discuss the matter entirely, possibly adding about a day's worth of brooding and death glares.

But this question seemed to be a lot less about prying into Nico's business and a lot more about something else.

Nico looked away from Leo nonetheless and kept his eyes on the dark canopy above. "It's kind of hard to ignore when you, you know… when you like someone and that someone is, well, a boy."

Leo's swinging sounds less intense. "Sure. I suppose when it's the only kind of attraction that happens to you, you can't really miss it, can you?"

"Nope," Nico confirms. He could see where Leo's mind was at. "But I guess that if someone was attracted to a lot of different people… it'd be harder to recognize."

"I guess so."

Nico thinks of all the things he wished someone had said to him when he was driving himself mad with questions and confusion, and out of everything, the thing that would have meant the most was very simple.

"And it'd be okay. It'd be more than okay, actually, it'd be great."

Nico can't see it, but he can hear the soft exhale that Leo does when he smiles. The rustling and thudding of his magic pouch follow and then the light is turned off.

"Thank you, Neeks."

"I'm going to murder you."

This was the first time in Nico's life that he has managed to leave a camp for more than five minutes without encountering a single being that wanted to kill him. He had been prepared for attacks from the get-go, especially since Leo literally couldn't go two breaths without doing something demigod-like such as warming up their chilaquiles with his bare hands or making weird artefacts appear as if out of thin air.

But this had been the most peaceful trip of his life and it almost felt akin to a vacation. Camping, taking dips in rivers and lakes, eating something different every day (Leo even agreed to go to McDonald's once) and keeping the worrying to a minimum.

It was even nice to be around Leo most of the time. Ever since the other night, he seemed to be making fewer jokes and nervous tinkering than usual. He still did it, because it's part of him, but he seemed more relaxed about it. It wasn't a necessity but a choice.

"What are you going to do once we arrive?" Nico asks one afternoon as they sit on top of a hill and take in the view. They're most likely just a jump away from getting to their destination, and in all honesty, Nico's rested enough that he could manage it that same day.

But he decided to drag this out a bit longer. They stopped just outside of San Francisco at some unknown mountains with enough trees to make it the perfect spot to tie hammocks and, damn it, Nico loves them by now, and he just wants another opportunity to use them while he's still with company. His return trip will be a lot lonelier.

Leo shrugs. "I don't know what Pipes and Jason might be up to. Jason had his plan to make shrines for all the Gods, so I might help him with that. But honestly, I wish they'd come back to Camp Half-Blood."

Nico raises his eyebrows. "Really?"

"Sure. It's the camp me and Piper were meant to be in, all my siblings are there, plus there's the bunker and Festus… I don't want to give it all up."

Nico feels a spark of hope in his chest. Perhaps he won't have to return alone. It's still bittersweet, though, because once Leo rejoins Piper and Jason, things will be different. Piper and Jason are very nice and all, and Nico gets along very well with Jason in particular, but he has a feeling Leo won't be the same with them around.

"And you're there, also," Leo adds.

Nico feels some heat rise to his cheeks and he tries to push it down.

Thankfully, Leo doesn't press it. "What about you? How do you decide which Camp to be in? You were in Camp Jupiter for a while, you have Hazel there, but you're originally Half-Blood and you have Will over there…"

"Will?" Nico asks, surprised that Leo would put him on the same level of importance to Nico as Hazel.

"Well, yes. I assumed you two-"

"Oh, no." Nico must be properly blushing now. "I mean, I don't know. But we're not. He's very nice and I'm glad to have a close friend there but…"

"Well okay, so you'll have two close friends there, then." Leo puts his hand over Nico's and it's the first time they're so purposefully touching like that.

Leo is not hiding this personal moment with a mask of light-hearted comments or jokes. So Nico won't shy away from it, either.

"I'm glad you want to come back." He summons courage harder than it takes him to summon an army of skeletons, and he leans his head on Leo's shoulder.

They remain like that for a while, Leo's hand covering his and Nico's head resting on Leo, and Nico had never felt so safe outside of camp and he wonders if it can last.

It turns out it can last. They manage to make it to Camp Jupiter without a single unpleasant encounter. And just when Nico thought they may break Percy's rule about feeling safe, they cross the gates and they are actually safe. Hazel sees them first. She's in full uniform and looking tiny but powerful as always, and her eyes go wide and shiny like dark gemstones.

She drops everything, her spatha, shield, and a book she'd been carrying and she sprints at them. She crushes Leo in a hug and starts weeping immediately.

"You! How? I was- Jason and Piper- ugh!" Each word is punctuated by a sob and a slap on Leo's chest.

Then there's Frank, who is so surprised that he turns into a ferret by mistake but then seizes the opportunity to climb onto Leo's head and claw at his hair with tiny, shrill yelps.

"I missed you too, buddy," Leo says, only grimacing slightly.

When he's back in human form, the bear hug is so engulfing that Leo almost disappears from sight.

Apparently, Piper and Jason are around somewhere but Hazel and Frank are too busy with their new duties that they can't keep track of them. Hazel summons Arion and writes a note, tying it around his neck.

"If you find Piper or Jason, get them here as soon as possible."

And off he goes.

Hazel spends a while telling Leo how much they looked for him the days after the battle back in Camp-Half Blood, which Nico had already done, but not in so much detail. Especially about the extent to which Jason and Piper in particular had driven themselves mad trying to find him, to the point where after weeks of futile search, Percy and Annabeth had to drag them back to camp and eventually convince them to come to California and get their minds off it.

Of course Nico wanted Leo to know they didn't give up on him, that he was missed, but he didn't want him to feel as guilty as he looks right now.

Other people also greeted them, including Reyna who Nico was glad to see. She was looking healthier than before.

Just as they were about to go to the Fifth Cohort to see if anyone knew about Jason or Piper, a loud zoom fills Nico's ears and a blurry second later, Leo is on the ground, tackled by Piper.

Arion neighs and stomps his front legs down before taking off again.

It takes about two minutes of Piper holding onto Leo and crying "I hate you!" before they can stand up. Leo's eyes and face are red too and he can't stop sniffling.

"Explain. Now," Piper orders him, wiping tears off her face.

"I thought we'd wait for Jason," Leo tells her.

Piper sighs. "He's been so moody lately I can't even tell you when he'd be coming back. He's been hard to read."

"Jason? Moody? Are you sure you're not talking about yourself?"

Piper hits Leo.

And then, it happens again. This time is a whooshing sound that gets progressively louder and Nico barely has time to catch a glance of Jason flying at them at full speed before Leo is lifted off his feet and carried away.

Nico typically refrains from showing any emotion other than annoyance in front of others, but even he can't keep a straight face upon seeing Jason and Leo embracing up in the air, clearly crying and laughing at the same time as Jason slowly lowers them to the ground.

Everyone is at least tearing up by the time they make their way towards them, but Nico is okay with it. He's happy for Leo and he doesn't care who sees. Hazel grabs Nico's hand and he squeezes it.

"So," Leo says with a rough voice. "Ready to hear the Tales of Tio Leo?"

Nico hadn't realized how much he missed this camp, especially Hazel. He wishes he could be with her year-round or at least visit more often. There should be a faster way to get from one camp to the other.

Eventually, though, the time to return was drawing nearer and it was hard to acknowledge it. Nico still didn't know if Leo was coming back or not and he didn't want to ruin his reunion. He was still so happy to be around Piper and Jason.

Nico sits outside at a table after dinner. They all managed to squeeze in a dinner together before their respective duties took them in different directions. Of course, the only ones who didn't have anything to attend to were Nico and Leo, so it isn't a surprise when Leo returns to the table after saying goodbye to the others.

Leo plays with the candles there, lighting them on and then putting them out over and over. "I was wondering…" he begins and for some reason Nico's heart speeds up.

"Yeah?"

He lights the candles again. "Is Nico short for Nicholas? And if it is, can I call you Saint Nicholas?"

Nico kicks him under the table.

"Ow!"

"Is Leo short for Leonardo? And if so, can I call you Da Vinci?" Nico asks, trying to sound as stupid as Leo had.

"Definitely!" Leo answers, a big smile while still rubbing his leg. "Da Vinci works, though I think I look more like a Di Caprio."

"Who?"

"Nevermind."

Leo is still smiling even after a few seconds. "Da Vinci and Di Angelo. We should form a band."

"Over my dead body," Nico says, but he has to really bite back a smile.

Silence ensues and Nico thinks this would be the right moment to tell Leo that he plans to return the next day. He opens his mouth to speak but as it often happens with speaking, Leo beats him to it.

"So when do we leave, Hermano Hamaca?"

Nico is so confused by that last bit that he doesn't even process the first. "What?"

"Hammock Bro," Leo translates.

"Oh." Leo wants to go back with him? "I thought you'd want to stay with them a bit longer."

He shrugs. "Well, you're the shadow-travelling boss, but if it was up to me I could leave tomorrow. Piper and Jason are working on the shrines and they'll be at Camp Half-Blood soon. I can help from there. I'll miss Hazel and the big guy, but I'll see them again. Plus, it'd be nice to see Percy and Annabeth too, if they got the letter."

Nico nods. "Sure. We can leave tomorrow." He doesn't let it show how happy he is not to be travelling alone, but he still hopes Leo can see it a little bit.

"Hey," Leo puts out a candle with his right hand and lights up another with his left. "Thank you for bringing me here. I know it's a long road trip for something that could have been a phone call in normal circumstances. But even if I could have contacted them somehow, I think I needed to come. See them for myself. So, thank you."

Nico does smile then. "You're welcome. I know I would have liked to see you in person if you hadn't almost killed me on impact when you arrived."

"It's settled, then. We leave tomorrow. Maybe we can stop in Houston this time? I'll show you my mom's old repair garage and the best gorditas you'll ever have in your life."

"Sure," Nico agrees. It might take them a bit longer but it's not as if they have anything else to do. No prophecies to fulfill, no quests to carry out, no world-destruction to stop.

Leo puts his hand over Nico's again and this time Nico turns his hand over and laces their fingers together. Leo's hand is downright hot from playing with the candles so much, but Nico thinks it's nice.

As the candlelight dances in the wind along with Leo's hair, Nico realizes that even though he has always felt safest in the shadows, fire is not too bad either.

#nico di angelo #leo valdez #valdangelo #leico #hoo #pjo #it's both romantic and platonic #your choice #i just want them to be happy #so it's all fluff there's no danger or angst #they deserve it

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morpheuslikestodream · 3 years

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Sandman meets Authority: Why a Crossover could work. I know, I know...hear me out.

Ok, let's talk about Wildstorm. It was that universe that spawned out from Image Comics and went to DC and eventually evolved into its own imprint. (I know I'm massively botching some details here.) But from the Wildstorm Universe we had titles like WildC.A.T.S., Deathblow, Stormwatch, Planetary, and the Authority. It was a universe of ultra-violence with over-stylized physiques and guns blazing, but somewhere in there as well, there were so many interesting concepts. If you truly mine that universe, it was layered with myth and archetypes and living concepts that could amazingly blend with the Sandman Universe.

And, yes, a mini-series of some sort could work perfectly where the Endless play a role; after all, they're already there.

Here are some notes and ramblings about how this could work.

The world is in order. The tyrants are dead; all opposition is decimated under The Authority. From their ship, the Carrier, that shifts through reality and dimensions, Jenny Quantum, the Spirit of the 21st Century; Midnighter and Apollo; Jack Hawksmoor, God of Cities; the Engineer; and The Doctor are the new gods in a pantheon that has dominated the world.

Now something stirs, something awakens from the Space Under Space.

In his dreams, voices of stars and suns warn Apollo of a doom from before time. The Old Ones are returning from their slumber in the elder iterations of existence; the same forces that have devoured suns and defied the will of angels who gave fire to worlds. The City of Stars sends its emissaries to the young god, those who have branched off from the City of Stars itself. They are of The Burn and parliaments of flame.

The Midnighter has not lost his touch in dealing death. Although the ultimate threats have been defeated, he still walks the streets to purge the criminals and lowlifes. He will always kill; he will always excel at this. Lately, he hears a woman’s voice. She is a ray of light in his darkness, and he longs for her company. (This would develop into a companionship much like Hob Gadling and Dream. Also, if his fight machine in his head ever analyzed Death, the abstract nature of her essence would leave him catatonic when trying to process her as a threat.)

Jenny Quantum is growing sick. In an age of conspiracies and rampant fears of unease, the zeitgeist of the world churns. This age of uncertainty is a splinter Jenny is unable to remove. The spirit of the century plunges further into madness.

The Engineer communes with the living technology of the Carrier. It has always been believed a baby universe charges its core. Now, as the Engineer loses herself in the language of machinery, she discovers something else, something other. In this revelation, the Engineer along with the Authority always had a need to make the world better, a want to improve. And there is no longer any baby universe; a facet of the Threshold now exists at the heart of the Carrier. They are not the Devil, although They are not to be trusted.

At the beginning of history, people gathered and communed. A city was born and in time a city dreamt. Cities would always dream; they would develop and grow and change and perish. Cities in their own sentience would need their own champions, their interfaces and avatars. Jack Hawksmoor realizes he is now the latest in a legacy of City Gods, and the Dream Lord has a boon to ask.

The Doctor serves the Garden of Ancestral Memory, the realm of shamans and medicine men and women and ancients who were rooted to the earth. The Garden dates back to elder times and it feels the trembling of Gaia itself as the Old Ones reawake.

#sandman #Sandman Universe #Vertigo Comics #wildstorm #crossover #comics #DC comics #the authority #fiction #speculative fiction #warren ellis #neil gaiman #century babies #midnighter #apollo

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monsterlovinghours · 4 years

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Hi I’ve been thinking A LOT about pirate captain scarabee, imagining if he say, found you wounded/captive on some ship he’s in the middle of raiding? Him taking you back to his quarters and nursing you back to health?? Or the good ol’ ‘stowaway while running from the authorities, but oops I’m on the ship of a notorious pirate crew!’ trope

Gaia you’re about to get fucking wrecked congrats you played yourself

The hold had seemed safe. Dark and full of things to hide behind. It should have hid you well, had you been on the run from human men. But Captain Scarabee was no human, and he found you no more than an hour after he’d left port. The notorious pirate had all but sniffed you out, grinning and baring sharp teeth as he snatched you from the hold and dragged you out into the blazing sun.

“Well, my friends, would you look at the pretty fish I just caught!” You were met with whoops and jeers and catcalls, and suddenly your hands were being lashed behind your back, a loop of rough, frayed rope tightened in a makeshift collar around your neck. In his gloved hands, Scarabee held the end of the rope, tugging lightly only to laugh as you stumbled forward. “I think the fleur petite and I should get better acquainted below decks, don’t you, boys?”

Your heart seized in your chest, and you dropped, praying it was still in your boot and nearly gasping with relief when you felt the handle of your knife. You tugged it free and rushed at the laughing captain, aiming for his neck, when his fingers circled your wrist in a crushing grip. “Oh, well now! Seems my little kitten has some claws after all!” He was still grinning, but his eyes were cold, your wristbones grating against each other until you dropped the knife.

Without a single word more, he tugged you by your makeshift leash down into the cabin, where it was dim and smelled of tobacco. Once the door was shut behind him, he gripped your chin with firm, icy fingers. “Pull a stunt like that again, ma petite, and I’ll cut those pretty eyes out of your face.”

You swore at him, and spat in his face.

He chuckled, low and dark and devoid of mirth as he wiped away the spittle with his sleeve. “Ah, you’re a little spitfire, aintcha? Well, I think we can tame that fire outta you. On your knees.” You stood resolute, chin held high, but his smirk only widened. “On your knees, pet.” Something unseen, shadowed hands, gripped you, yanking you with inescapable force to your knees. Those same hands, rough and cold and spectral, tugged the hem of your dress up. Scarabee stepped forward, lifting the toe of his boot to move the final scrap of cheap muslin out of the way to see your undergarments, made sheer from being soaked in seawater. “Now, if you’re my good little darling, ma belle, you may get some pleasure out of this. If not...” He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth and wagged his finger. “Well. We’ll just hope you decide to be good, won’t we?”

You snarled at him, but the sound quickly melted into a helpless moan as the toe of his boot slipped between your legs, the wet fabric useless to shield you from the humiliating pressure as it made you squirm. “There, that’s better. Don’t you look pretty like this, cherie?” He chuckled and leaned on his cane, boot planted firmly on the floor between your trembling thighs. “Go on now, little kitty, give ‘em a shine.”

If looks could kill, he would have been struck dead, but those hands grasped your hips, forcing you to rub yourself on his boot. He chuckled, his grin wide with triumph as your hips bucked, the black leather developing a shine that was decidedly not from the water that soaked your clothes. You shivered, eyes closed, your body obeying what your mind screamed against, your bound hands curled into shaking little fists.

After a while, you felt a tug at the rope around your neck, lifting your face up to his, which was suddenly much nearer. “Feels good, doesn’t it, pet? To surrender?”

“N-No,” you gasp out, and he laughs.

“Now, I didn’t peg you for a liar, ma petite. I haven’t touched you in ten minutes, all that rocking and rubbing you’re doing was all you. Would you have kept on bucking if it didn’t feel good?” He smirked, then removed his boot from you, which was both bane and blessing. But oh, he wasn’t done with you.

“See the mess you’ve made, little girl?” He pointed to his boot, and your eyes narrowed. “Why don’t you clean that up for me?”

“Unbind my hands and I’ll see what I can do.”

He threw his head back and laughed, clutching his belly. “Oh! Aintcha a riot, little thing! No, ma belle, you won’t be using your hands.” With a cruel yank and a flash of a grin, he stepped on the rope that looped around your neck, pulling a yelp from you as you were tugged harshly to the floor. With a jolt of chilly dread, you realized what he meant, just as you realized that you didn’t have a choice. “Set to it, petite, I don’t have all day.”

If you could have sunk through the floorboards and into the ocean, you would have. Slowly, hardly believing that this was what you had been reduced to, your tongue slipped out from between your lips to lick a stripe of the leather, which tasted of dirt and salt and gunpowder and your own traitorous slick. You tried to work quickly, nose wrinkling as your mouth filled with the taste, but he chided you again, tapping the back of your head with the tip of his cane. “You can do better than that, little girl.” Scarabee ground his boot into the floor, tugging you incrementally closer, and you scowled as you gave his boot another, more thorough tongue bath, your jaw beginning to ache.

When you were finished to his satisfaction, he stepped off the rope and reached down to grasp your chin, cupping it in the palm of his hand. “Now, do you understand your place, girl? You’re an asset, a pretty little frock, something to keep my lap warm and my boots clean. Understand me?” You nodded, desperate to spit the taste of his boot out but not daring to. “Good.” His cane vanished into thin air as his other hand stroked gently through your hair. “You’ll find that I can be quite agreeable if you mind me, sugar. I can be gentle and sweet if you earn it.” His thumb stroked over your cheek, and you closed your eyes, unwilling to let him see even an inch of surrender. You wouldn’t be so easy to tame.

@sapphic-florals @beetlebitchywitch here you go ya bottoms

#beetlejuice #beetlejuice the musical #mafia!beej #pirate!beej #captain scarabee #time to murder the subs #this is what you get for trying to be a top gaia

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ladykikyo1792 · 4 years

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“Here I See Spring”

Author's Note:

Hello, and thank you for reading! This a short, fluffy one-shot detailing what would happen if Zoisite accepted Ami's offer to move to Earth in the universe of "The Truth of the Silver Millennium," one of my other stories. This story is an AU and non-canon to that actual story, but a while ago "The Path of Supreme Conquest" on fanfiction.net mentioned they'd love to read what Ami moving to Earth and living with Zoisite and being the greatest woman in Earth's history looks like. And...a plot bunny was born. Please enjoy the sugar that is this one shot. You will likely need to have read "The Truth of the Silver Millennium" to understand some of the references in that story, though I ask you to be aware that TTOTSM gets darker in tone. Finally, if you enjoyed this AU and would like to see other AUs of senshi/couples in the TTOTSM, feel free to PM me.

Thanks for reading and please let me know what you think!

~ladykikyo1792

“HERE I SEE SPRING”

She stands before me, panting and nervous, a small bag behind her. This is all, it seems, she has been able to smuggle out with her. The sword I'd reached for- after years of extinct, fighting and training against demons and mobs alike –lays abandoned in the bed beside me. I try to think of a world in which I would strike her down, and I can't. Instead I look at her, trying to figure out how this anomaly of a princess in a blue velvet cloak has walked in my life.

All I have ever fought for, worked for, since vowing to protect Prince Endymion at age fourteen with my fellow knights, has been to bring peace to the Earth Kingdom. Whether that peace is achieved through war or through medicine, I have promised that I will be part of those who bring it to fruition. I am a man of work, of training from before sunrise to sparring and patrolling and in between spending hours in a lab. Unlike my fellow generals, I've had little time or concern for women. I simply haven't been able to even consider my own happiness.

She looks like a mirage, but it's a mirage who's thrilled to see me as she says, "I'm here to see you, of course," she has no weapons, just a bag, and she manages, "And to give you these. A hundred doses of the vaccine for Sesharan disease…" She continues to ramble, something about choosing who I think is most critical to receive them, and I reach toward her, certain she's going to disappear if we touch. But she doesn't, and I touch her hand, and its soft and tiny and delicate and Gaia above I've been trained to kill soft and tiny and delicate, because soft and tiny and delicate often are pretty dreams that I can't afford to have.

I realize, though, as our hands make contact, that my mirage, my dream, my Ami, is here. And she has broken at least half a dozen of her laws to do so. Stealing formulas from the Federation is looked down upon, discouraged by the royals themselves, and I know enough of how they view us to realize that we couldn't possibly have evolved to make these formulas for another four hundred years, at minimum. Ami has not only broken societal laws, but evolutionary laws, and she's entirely unrepentant.

But it's her next words that floor me: "Zoisite, I want to be with you. I know you love me and you want to be with me too, and the only way that can happen is if I marry you before my parents make me marry someone else. I want to be here, on Earth, with you, as your wife. I want this to be the beginning of me- of us –helping all the Earthans. Zoisite, I want to stay with you."

I want to stay with you.

I'm speechless, and first I wonder if she realizes what she's giving up. Her family would disown her for this. Her friends would most likely not be able to speak with her, because the Federation monarchs would support the Royal House of Mercury's decision to exclude her. Her inheritance gone. And while I have money and castle on Earth as one of Endymion's four generals, it's nothing like what she's used to. And beyond that, she's giving up her health. Here on Earth, we don't have near the medicines that they do. It's why they live so Gaia-damn long. If she leaves that behind, even if she tries to replicate their formulas (and I know her, so she has a high chance of succeeding), surely she'll lose some years. Years of health and wealth and family and friends, just to stay with me.

I want to ask her if she's thought this through, but the words die on my lips. Of course she's thought this through. My Ami, my brilliant Ami, would not make a decision lightly. Not like Serenity, not like Rei.

She knows. She knows what she's giving up. Looking at her, I realize she's already given it up.

And her eyes are shining.

I pull her to me and kiss her, watching the blue orbs close as I embrace her, thanking Gaia they are so she can't see the tears running down my face.

Endymion is floored, of course, to find a rogue Mercurian princess in the castle the next morning. And I have no excuse to placate him, because I let my selfishness override my duty. For once. But Ami does, and as he paces back and forth in his throne room, running a hand through his ear as if to determine how in Gaia's name he can rectify the situation.

"It's done, Endymion," Ami says simply, and I almost jerk at how she uses his given name. But she's used to it, and as a princess she used to be entitled to use his first name. Though now he's a king- and she doesn't care:

"I've analyzed all possible outcomes. This is the most favorable one. I made the choice on my own, of my own volition. No one forced me. Earth can't be attacked. They don't have grounds- I wasn't betrothed to anyone else, and I'm not the heir."

Endymion looks to stare at her, and after years of training and fighting by his side, I can easily see the warring emotions on his face: admiration for her courage, respect at the depth of her love, pure bewilderment at how he can somehow petition for Federation membership again after this, despair that this is a future he can never, ever, have.

"Ami," Endymion starts, and his chest deflates as he realizes that she absolutely knows what she's doing. There's no turning back for her, and she doesn't care.

I see the smile blossom across her face, more beautiful than spring, when she realizes she's won.

We marry two days later. Helios leads us through the ceremony in Gaia's Temple, the sun blazing, seeming to radiate its approval over the two of us, even though the Federation has sent telescript after telescript raging against this injustice. We invite her family to the wedding, though of course they don't come. There are few guests. My parents are dead, and I deliberately have spurned my drunken brother's offer to attend. A few ragtag siblings of mine show up, and though their faces are covered in cloaks (the better to avoid my brother's wrath), they seem happy for me. Endymion can't show his support as a monarch, of course, but I know he's showing his support as a friend best he can- hiding behind a nearby bush to watch the ceremony in silence. Kunzite and Nephrite are allowed to attend, and Kunzite serves as best man where Endymion cannot. Only two people dare to attend on Ami's side, and they are friends of hers: Princess Kagome of the Sun, who I suppose believes she can manage it without repercussions as her father is not yet a Federation member (and she herself is a priestess from a Martian legend), and her own fiancé, Lord Sesshomaru, a dog demon who I've interacted with very little, but know enough about to realize there was no way in hell he was letting Kagome come to Earth unsupervised. The number of empty chairs should faze Ami, but it doesn't.

Instead, Ami walks up the path in the center of the Temple alone, even more emphasis on how this choice is hers. I blink more than I expect to, trying not to cry as the weight of her sacrifice hits me again. She should have been married in a gown of silks, jewelry dripping about her person, blares of trumpets announcing her arrival, attended by her myriad friends.

Instead Ami wears a simple blue gown that used to be my mother's and the velvet blue cloak she wore on her arrival. She has no crown, and the symbol of Mercury peeks through the make-up she's tried to hide it with. She does wear a diamond necklace, and one of my mother's rings (I had been allowed to take it, small, silver, and inferior on her death), but no one would guess, at first glance, who she is.

Helios asks, "Who gives this woman to be married to this man?"

Ami replies, "No one. I give myself."

"You are here of your own free will?"

"Yes," she affirms. Ami holds her hands- soft, tiny, and delicate -out to me, and I take them instantly. This is the first time, perhaps the only time, she's shown any nerves. I don't see regret in her eyes- just a few shaking fingers. I lift one hand to my lips, and Helios interrupts:

"I didn't say you could kiss yet."

I hear laughter, and belatedly, I realize it's us. Kunzite is smirking- the bastard –but manages to maintain a serious air. The bush rustles before going silent.

Helios ignores all of it, before saying, "You come before Gaia of your own free well, and you ask to be married in Her sight. Marriage is a promise like no other, a vow so great it should never be broken," he turns to me, "Zoisite, in Gaia's name, do you promise to love her, honor her, cherish her, and keep her?"

I nod, "I do," and Kunzite finally stops smirking before giving me a small, flat box. I open it, and Ami cocks her head, surprised by the cut steel inside. I lift the tiny tiara, and settle it among her blue tresses:

"Ami, I love you with all that I am. Please take this as a symbol of my promise to honor you as I would honor a queen. I melted down one of my swords to make this. Please accept that as a symbol of how I intend to keep you in my life, how I would give up my weapon, and my life, to protect you," I swallow, and Kunzite offers another box. Inside is a plain silver ring. There's a space there, where I plan to put a sapphire when I get find one worthy of her. But in the interim, this will do:

"Please take this ring as a symbol of how I love you and cherish you. As the circle has no end, as Gaia's world continues without border, so my love for you is limitless," I slip the ring on her finger, next to my mother's.

"I do," Ami says with a smile. She has no maid to attend her, so she looks around for a moment before her hands disappear in her cloak. She pulls out something small, blue, and holographic. I realize, with a start, that this technology we don't have- and this is something of her own invention before she came here.

She's been planning this for ages, the thought hits me like a ton of bricks, and I think I gasp.

Ami offers me the blue ring, and says, "Please take this ring as evidence of how I love and cherish you. It's my own design," she notes, a bit of pride sneaking into her tone, and she grows more and more excited as she explains, "It will project a shield around you, giving you extra protection in battle, so you always return safely to me. It also will allow you to communicate with me, if you press over here, so we can always hear each other, no matter how far away we are-"

Helios clears his throat, and Ami blushes and stops, immediately returning to the actual vows: "As the circle has no end, as Gaia's world continues without border, so my love for you is limitless."

"Gaia, Lady of Spring, I ask you hear these words spoken in Your presence today. Zoisite and Ami offer themselves to each other and to You, freely and without force. You have granted them the gifts of love and loyalty, and I ask that you give them gifts of health, prosperity, and long life in Your service," Helios reaches for a vine behind him, and then takes both our hands, wrapping the vine around them so we are bound together, "I ask that you make their dreams become One, and their souls join, in this life, and the next."

She's still smiling, and the world fades away.

Somehow, I hear Helios give us permission to kiss.

We do, and I feel raindrops on my face.

Somehow, I hear Nephrite murmur that a sunshower is a symbol of good luck.

Ami leans over the workbench, fiddling with beakers in front of her. Her lips are pursed, and she's frowning. She barely acknowledges me as the door opens:

"Good, Zoisite, you're here- I need your help. Something is wrong with this formula-"

I sigh, letting my sword clatter on something that a few months ago was my bureau, but is currently covered in textbooks. Ami's friends might not have come to the wedding, but they've all been steadily sending their covert presents in the form of these books. Some insides were hollowed out, filled with vials of precious medicines for Ami to repeat (and these were some of those she couldn't smuggle out herself). I suppose, in their own way, that they care.

Ami startles at the sound of the sword, "Zoisite, are you all right?" She blinks, blue eyes finally taking me in.

I brush it off, "Battle with a demon. Don't worry, we defeated him. Nothing a good night's sleep won't cure me of."

She rushes to my side, immediately ascertaining the source of my bleeding on my right arm.

"Zoisite, this is a lot of blood," Ami murmurs, more or less dragging me towards the work bench. She busies herself looking for gauze to wrap my arm in, trying to find which of her many potions and concoctions will stop the bleeding. I've no doubt she has one, but I don't want her to use it on this.

"It's a cut. It looks worse than it is," I promise her, grimacing when she's not actively eyeing my arm. I shift in my position, not noticing as a drop of my blood falls into the beaker she was fussing over.

Ami admonishes me softly, "You need to be honest, Zoisite. It's okay to admit you're hurt. I'll help you. That's what I'm here for," a smile spreads across her features as she returns and cleans the cut, her teeth worrying her bottom lip, "That's what I promised to do, remember? Speaking of…why weren't you wearing your ring? It should have kept you from getting injured like this."

I wince, partly from the pain of the alcohol she's rubbing in my cut and partly out of embarrassment, "People were saying I was part demon for the way I could repel wounds. I didn't want them to think that. Though looking back on it…I should have just taken the comments." It's foolish, because look at her, giving up her entire life for me- and now she must be hurt. Because of a few rogue moments, I wasn't wearing my ring.

Ami shakes her head in at the idiocy of the situation, "Give me it," and without waiting, actually pulls it from my pocket. She leaves me to wrap my own arm in gauze as she goes to the other side of the table and pulls a tool I've never seen before, making a few adjustments. The ring almost sizzles, but she passes it back to me:

"There. Now you can accumulate all the fake wounds you want. The ring will still protect you, but give you similar wounds to your men around you. It'll be kind of like a hologram. It will look very realistic, but no actual injury. The only one who will know is me," her tone somehow full of love and disapproval all at once, she walks around the table, still standing as she forces it back on my finger, "Promise me you'll never take it off again, Zoisite. I love you too much for that kind of recklessness. And next time something like this happens…ask me for help."

Shame filling me, I look away, can't bearing the thought of meeting her eyes, "I'm sorry, Ami. I'm not used to asking for help."

It's true. I'm the youngest in my family, set for nothing. I joined the military to forge some kind of future for myself out from under the thumb of my drunken older brother. I asked for no help from anyone except from Nephrite, Kunzite, and Jedite. Although I thought I could rely on my fellow generals, if no one else, Jedite's stunt with Rei has given me pause. It made me question the vows we took as knights. Was that all it took to sway us off our path? A pair of pretty eyes? Were those eyes actually dangerous? I'd been asking them for help less, trying to be more and more independent-

Ami takes my hand in hers (soft, tiny, and delicate), "I promised you, 'As the circle has no end, as Gaia's world continues without border, so my love for you is limitless.' That hasn't changed, Zoisite. It won't change. And when you love someone, you help them. Okay?" She kisses me, a soft, dainty kiss on the lips, and I remember that this isn't a dream. Ami isn't going to disappear. She's real, she's here, in flesh and blood, and she chose me. I don't know what I've done to deserve her, but somehow, Ami chose me. I smile at that, thanking Gaia a thousand times for that incredible anomaly.

"Besides," Ami says lightly, "I'll be needing your help a lot, in a few months." Coyly, she looks up at me under her eyelashes. It takes me longer than it should, but at last I put it together:

"How many months, exactly?"

She smiles and my heart stops even though I know what she's going to say, "Nine. Seven and a half now, to be exact-"

Immediately, I leap up from my chair, enveloping her in my arms, peppering her face with kisses. Ami's laughing, but she makes no move to dodge, answering my kisses with some of her own.

"Ami, truly? My love, my brilliant love-" I don't give her a second to answer, continuing to kiss anywhere I can reach- her hair, her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, her lips –but I feel her nod against me.

Gaia, I'm going to be a father. Emotion wells up in my throat, and again, those tears prickle at my eyes. I blink them away, trying not to show too much- but she's already distracted.

"Zoisite, what did you do?" Ami scrambles out of my arms, running over to the beaker she'd been puzzling over when I first walked in. Excitedly, she examines it, twisting it back and forth. It's turned a distinct silver color, smooth and shiny like glass in a mirror.

"Nothing," I admit, "I haven't even touched it." I shake my head.

My brilliant Ami. Tells me I'm going to be a father and immediately is distracted by science.

Then I pause, "Wait- I might have compromised its integrity. Some blood from the cut…" I trail off, and her eyes widen:

"Iron. Of course. Of course. Life to create life…" she's rambling now, which she does when she's solved a particularly difficult riddle.

"Ami," I interrupt, going over behind her, "What are you doing?"

"Zoisite. I solved it. Well, you solved it!" she says, "This is a universal antidote. I've been trying to replicate it forever- it was one of the things I couldn't take with me, because it was so heavily guarded –its uses include extending our lifespans."

"Ami…we shouldn't have been able to make this. For centuries," I gape at it, because I don't know how to process this. We've always known Federation royals and their citizens have longer lifespans than us, and it has been put up to a direct results of the evolutionary process. They're farther along than we are. But according to Ami, this, this would help us skip some of those. It would make us equal.

"But look at that," she says, disbelief, relief, and giddiness in her voice, "We did it. Together," she kisses me, and I smile against her. I feel her smile fade though, and pull away, concerned, "What is it?"

"They guard this jealously," Ami replies, "and it could help so many of your people. It'll help our child…"

A child her friends and family will never meet, the rest of the sentence goes unfinished, because they are so much above us. In time, when her friends ascend the throne, things might be different. But it will be a long time, if it even happens.

"Do you miss it?" I ask, not daring to voice the rest of the sentence. The world she left behind, the family she deserted, the friends she saw so often they were like sisters.

Ami pauses, and smiles sadly, "Sometimes, but I don't regret it. After all, Mercury is cold, and frozen, and hard…but here?" she sucks in a breath, taking in the breeze from the window, "Here, I see spring," she takes a minute to collect herself and adds, "Which, incidentally, is when our child will come. And how long it will take to make enough of this antidote for the Earthan population. Those are things I could never have there."

I kiss her.

"You know, Spring is a beautiful name," I murmur against her lips, "A beautiful name for a beautiful little girl..."

"It is," Ami agrees, "but how do you know it will be a girl?"

I shrug, "Just a feeling. And with a mother like you, how could she not be beautiful?" Holding her close, I nuzzle her forehead, "We'll see spring, together."

#shitennou x senshi #ami x zoisite #the truth of the silver millennium #ladykikyo1792 #one shot #zoisite x ami #fluff #here i see spring

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yugiohcardsdaily · 5 months

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Gaia Prominence, the Fierce Force

"'Gaia Blaze, the Force of the Sun' + 1 face-up monster you control When your opponent activates a monster effect in their hand or GY (Quick Effect): You can discard 1 monster; negate that effect, and if you do, destroy that card. When this attacking card destroys an opponent's monster by battle: You can target 1 FIRE monster in your GY; Special Summon it. You can only use each effect of 'Gaia Prominence, the Fierce Force' once per turn."

#gaia prominence the fierce force #yugioh #yu-gi-oh #yu-gi-oh cards #duel monsters

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Angelic Collective Protective Military Division and Ascended Dragons 2/26/2020

Greetings friends of the light, of the way. We are the Angelic Collective Protective Military Division. We offer you the space of our frequency, of our light in this now moment. For the great destruction of the cities of the false matrix has begun in earnest in allowance for the grand rebirth of the new. We wish to offer words of comfort. You are the change makers, the way showers. You did not come to have a typical 3D life. You have already experienced this, most likely many thousands of times. For Earth was the grand space of learning the cosmic playground of energies and it was glorious until the fall. And it will be glorious once again. Do not be downtrodden. Do not be disheartened. Do not be dismayed for all is proceeding according to the perfect plan of Creator and you have many numerous hands behind the scenes protecting you, holding a sword for you.

Victory to the light! Victory to love, to the Creator of all things made perfect in the new. New beginnings are to be embraced, emboldened by the joy of hope. Be in hope humanity, for the clouds are lifting, the sun is shining brighter than ever before and you have more help being readily made available to you than ever before. Truly you are most supported. Ground hope. Ground truth. Ground peace. Be the peaceful one in the eye of the storm that the other windswept ones can look to for an example of holding the light. You are making a tremendous difference in your workspaces, in your home environments. Your vibrations are reverberating all across the globe and the multiverse. For that is what you do. You are light. Your vibrations travel at the speed of light. You are all that you see. We welcome the moment when you fully embrace the all that you are into the all that you are becoming. Find the peace in this sentiment and know that it is most true.

Every instrument of heaven is being made available to ensure the success of this mission. All hands on deck. All is operating at full throttle. And so when you feel shaken or throttled by these energies retreat deep within your heart space for rest. For the energies are only going to intensify, this is to be certain. And so your vibration, which is key, your vibration makes a tremendous effect. Protect it with inner peace, inner joys rediscovered, inner hopes rekindled. Smile. You are lighting up the night sky with a multitude of stars, your reverberations of hope and tenacity are felt by all.

We offer our combined force of insurmountable protection to our lighted ones, our Christed light bearers of the way. Be not afraid. Be emboldened by the you that you are becoming, by the you the you already are. We wish for you to feel the truth of this statement. You are that which you seek. You are the change that you crave. Be the change. Be the light. Be the voice to the voiceless. Spread your wings and fly. We are the Angelic Collective Protective Military Division. Peace. We love you.

Greetings, humans reading these words. We are the Ascended Dragon Collective. I Elthor, and I Alisheryia, are speaking. We represent the whole tonight, the balance of the the divine masculine and divine feminine energies that are to be fully made equal, lovingly balanced in this realm. But know that we are simply an example of many twins. Other ascended dragons have their mates. Others are also examples of our union. But tonight we represent this divine union, unification of yin and yang, of polarities becoming balanced in this realm. You all have energies of the divine masculine and divine feminine within you and it is time that they become balanced. It is time for you to do this work and to ask for further assistance should you require it, so that when you are faced with meeting your twin it will be like meeting yourself. You must be the one you have been waiting or. It is not trite, human. It is deprogramming. No more victimhood (Elthor is roaring). The time for you to become your own savior of rising up. Be the hands of the Christ which is what this moment is calling for. It will be your healing.

I Alisheryia, am speaking. My divine consort, Elthor, is very passionate. He is the divine fire. I am the divine water. And so we balance. You seek balance in your lives, but when it flows from inner balance, all else will flow, like a mighty river whose course is steady, unstoppable. Water finds a way. Fire finds away. Both are either healing or destructive. You have had lifetimes of healing and of destruction. We all come together now to heal Gaia’s damaged areas. Many hands and feet make this possible. Galactic technology will make this possible. Human vision and innovation will also make this possible. But you all must work together. And you shall.

I Alisheryia, and I Elthor, are speaking. You are in the moment of your own making. In every moment you choose the experience, you choose the outcome. No more victimhood. Humanity is awakening faster now. The energies are in great support of this. The ascended dragons have been working clearing, blazing, fighting the darkness with light.

I Alisheryia and I Elthor breathe and ignite your crown with the Christed flame. We are igniting your crown into further expansion to deprogram victimhood, apathy and self loathing. We see the restructuring occurring all around of the false ideologies that have constrained and confused. They are lifted. Humanity is rubbing its eyes. Little human what do you see? Do you see the light surrounding? Or do you see shadows? The shadows are of your mind. Change your mind. Choose to see the light. We are continuing our upgrade. (I feel continued heat on my head and am seeing glowing shapes and images, triangles with lines and a language of symbols I do not recognize.) You are seeing the ancient dragon languages of days long past, galaxygirl. We are turning on dormant DNA and reprogramming lies into truth. (I am feeling orange golden fire all around me in a circle. I am surrounded by codes). Invite these codes into your heart space, into Gaia’s crystal heart, into the hearts of your ancestral lineages that have been so wounded, so enmeshed in the pain of the experiment. (I see streams of fire sending out from all sides around me, like spokes in a wheel. I am seeing many faces along these fire streams. I am hearing screaming, seeing burning homes, death. I am feeling pain of past ancestors, perhaps). Now I, Alisheryia invite you to pour the royal blue, cool waters of the divine feminine to these lines of fire that have been touching your ancestry. See it flow like a calm cooling river, quenching the fire, quenching the thirst. Feel the steam and see the happy faces of your ancestors turn toward you in gratitude. (I feel tremendous peace and joy. I see thousands of happy faces). You have done a mighty deed. Now together we send the divine fire and the divine water into the heat of Gaia to balance, to heal, to calm, to soothe. We send healing we send grace, we send light.

Be healed by these words the upcodings, the destructions of the false and be ignited and restored, refreshed in the new of the new beginnings that surround and nourish. Claim them as your reality and then they so shall be.

Be at peace in the coming turbulence. Be the balanced human with the glowing embers of balanced fire and water within. Be ignited. We leave now. Peace.

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Equinox Prep: Revelation, Sound and Protection

By Sandra Walter

Blessings Beloveds ~

Gaia has shared that she would reveal the new realms this year, with our ability to focus on the higher expression and learn to be Divine Creator beings again. The Golden Race DNA codes which have been dormant since post-Atlantis are getting activated in Embodiers. Our Higher levels repeat this message for the last five years: Show that you can be a responsible Creator, and the codes will reactivate the Creator State.©

Embodiment requires a pure field of highest intent. Shift your focus to fine-tuning your expression if you desire this activation. Gaia reveals the next steps through the quantum effect of our DNA; revealing what is already created and recorded on our future/higher timeline.

Place your hands on the ground and ask her to reveal your highest trajectory. You might receive this gift from her, or feel the new cosmic stargate system. Same with the SUN and the solar flashing activity already in progress; connect your heart to Solaris and ask. These activations feel like THE event is happening in your cells, as if your cells and light body expand outward into effervescent diamond stardust.

Singing to the Stones: A Reminder to Utilize Sound

A few years back, the Pleiadians reminded us to Sing to the Stones and open the field with Sound. This is a frequent practice for Gatekeepers/Gridworkers, using sound in our activations and Gatework.

The use of our light signature via our own voice becomes a powerful tool during this passage. We notice this in gatherings; the harmonics and tones produced when we tone, chant and speak light language or Sanskrit together creates an altered space. We did this on the 12-12 in Sedona, creating a palpable field for DNA activation and a direct experience of an open Gateway to the Higher realms. The more we practice this skill together, the more we activate the NEW skills of altering the physical with unified intent – and sound.

Use toning, chanting, light language, singing and decrees in your personal journey to operate as your Higher Self. Become comfortable with the vibrations as they shift and purify your fields. For me, the open conduit has become louder and clearer with practice over the years, and can be a strong veil-piercing activation.

Most importantly, when we sing to the stones, elementals, plants, animals, mountains, or any aspect of Gaia with the intention to call forth the Crystalline expression, they respond as if they were awaiting our permission. Keep that in heart and request for the Crystalline/Christed/New Earth version to express right through that tree, crystal, rock, stream, animal, moon, or whatever you cross paths with. Ask to see it, they will show you.

Use your light signature through your voice, open your heart, and interact as we do in the higher realms. Reunify with the cosmic fabric of Oneness; dispel the distortions of the old Earth – all is one in peace, harmony and Ascension. We recognize that all of Gaia is going through Embodiment, and we may assist in speeding up the process of revealing the higher expression in this Now.

Decrees for the Now

I AM still sharing DNA Decrees on Social Media, right through the early June Gateway. You may view them even if you don’t have an account.

Here are a few decrees for Interacting with the New Stargates, and protection from the fearful thought forms getting amplified and physicalized by the dismantling energies. (Note: All is amplified/physicalized to sort out timelines and choice of experience. Direct your thoughts, words and choice of reality wisely. Shut down or shift the irresponsible creation conversations.)

Take a breath. Feel the sacred gateway of the heart. Unify all levels and layers of Self in this now moment.

Infinite Creator, Pure Source consciousness; witness this. Feel this. Divine DNA within me, unlock the Cosmic Stargate activity which unifies me with the Divine Cosmic light of the pure organic Ascension Stargates. Amplify this activity in Divine Unity with my heart center and Higher Levels. Align, align, align.

I call forth the transmutation of all duality into Divine trinitized perfection. I send pure Love to the Higher realms, merge with them, and call forth the Cosmic Christ ascended white flames, the Diamond shining light, into all Sacred Gateways and New Earth Crystalline grid systems now. Divinitize and activate the Divine Freedom codes for peace, harmony, unity, divinity, unconditional love and the pure and true organic Ascension to the maximum amount allowed by Cosmic Law in this now.

I call forth the highest levels of love, light, Divine harmonics and Ascension activations to pour through the Christed stargates, flow through the stargates within me, amplifying my Divine DNA as an interface for the great raising activity and the revelation of the pure and true organic Ascension. I offer myself as a conduit for this Divine activity in this now.

Beloved stargates of Ascension within and without, I send you my heartfelt gratitude, love, and Divine service and open myself as pure conduit of Source consciousness through these realms, shining as a beacon of light, amplifying the frequencies of pure Divine love, through every thought, word, deed, action as my Divine Presence in this now.

Infinite Creator, Divine Mother, Heavenly Father, Paradise SUNs of God, Great Central SUN’s purity and power, seal me in the Cosmic Armour of Divine Diamond Light. Surround my Ascension Column and BEingness in this pillar of Sacred Fire Love. I walk in these realms protected, empowered, and surrounded by the illuminating cloak of Sacred protection. I AM an immortal Divine BEing of the Light, and I ordain all of my realities to reflect this.

Diamond Shining Rays of Christed Mastery, blaze into every timeline, parallel reality, and realms of Gaia seen and unseen. Remove any remaining discord, limitation, disharmony or distortion which has ever registered in these realms or my beingness. Surround and seal Beloved Gaia and all of her Life in the Cosmic Christ Blue Lightning and the Diamond Rays of Protection. Reveal the New Earth and Ascended realms to all willing hearts with ease and grace.

I ordain this under all graces, forces and pure source of consciousness. So be it. And so it is.

SUNday Unity Meditations and Equinox Prep

As a collective, we consciously receive influxes and produce outfluxes of this new level of Diamond-Christ light. We have some powerful passages coming up for Embodiment and Ascension, triggered by Equinox Gateway. Equinox is Thursday, March 19 at 8:49 PM PDT. Gateways are open March 13 – April 13, and May 13 – June 13 for transformational cosmic influxes for Embodiers and willing hearts aligning with the Ascension timelines.

Pay attention to where you are called March – June. This is an intense year of change, empowerment and freedom. Visualize and feel freedom, take any small physical action to light-ground that freedom for your journey and the global Ascending collective.

The March Equinox Gate is already in our field, and that Solar connection is open. The new stargate system consistently amplifies the New Earth Crystalline grid. The upticks in Solar activity and crystalline amplification in April and May pave the way for the Divine Gift of June transformation for Embodiers.

Join us on SUNday March 8 at 5:11AM, 8:11AM and 11:11AM PDT for our #SUNdayUnityMeditations

[Note: Pacific Time changes this weekend. Use the time converters to match the synchronized global meditations.] Details HERE.

The Crystalline Convergence is a month away! Tickets for Saturday, April 11 are still available. Easter SUNrise meditation is free. See the event site for updated details and housing suggestions.

Sedona Yoga Festival is next week! I speak on Saturday March 14th @10am on Yoga and DNA Activation. They just added Marianne Williamson to the schedule Saturday evening! Details HERE

Let us show HUmanity what is possible with Ascension!

In Love, Light and Service, Sandra

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K9′s Ramblings #15: Sonic Rogues Galleries

In this entry of the “K9′s Ramblings” series, I’ll be going over the villains from the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise and speculate how they would fit into a rogues gallery for certain major characters. With all that out of the way, lets get this show on the road:

Sonic the Hedgehog:

Doctor Ivo “Eggman” Robotnik: Emperor of the Eggman Empire. Archnemesis of the Blue Blur

Doctor Julian Snively: Nephew of Eggman and possible heir to his uncle’s imperial throne.

Metal Sonic: Strongest Badnik of the Eggman Army and Robotic Counterpart the Hero of Mobius.

Breezie the Hedgehog: President and CEO of Breeze Media. Old flame of the Fastest Thing Alive.

Walter “Ixis” Naugus: Grandmaster and Chief Wizard of the Order of Ixis.

Solaris: Sun God of Soleanna. Would take the form of Sonic himself.

Dark Gaia: Primordial Being of Darkness.

Nega-Mother Wisp: Corrupted Matriarch of the Wisps.

Zavok: Leader of the Deadly Six and the Zeti Race.

Infinite: Ultimate Mercenary and Leader of the Jackal Squad.

Shadow the Hedgehog:

Biolizard: Prototype Ultimate Lifeform

Abraham Tower: Commander of the Guardian Units of Nations.

Black Doom: Hive Mind of the Black Arms.

Mephiles the Dark: Evil Incarnate. Would take the form of Shadow himself.

Eclipse the Darkling: Top Enforcer of the Black Arms. Would serve as an evil rival to Shadow.

Silver the Hedgehog:

Eggman Nega: Descendant of the Robotnik Dynasty.

Iblis: The Flames of Disaster. Would take the form of Silver himself (with a mix of Blaze’s features, maybe).

Knuckles the Echidna:

Metal Knuckles: Mechanical Doppelganger of Knuckles. Minion of Eggman.

Chaos: The Water God of Destruction.

Pir’Oth Ix: Imperator of the Nocturnus Clan.

Enerjak: Malevolent Demigod of the Chaos Force.

Thrash the Tasmanian Devil: Seeker of Vengeance Against the House of Edmond.

Miles “Tails” Prower:

Battle Kukku XV: Emperor of the Battle Kukku Empire.

Battle Kukku XVI: Crown Prince of the Battle Kukku Empire. AKA Speedy.

Doctor Fukurokov: Chief Scientist of the Battle Kukku Empire.

Wendy Witchcart: Leader of the Witchcarter Society.

Tails Doll: Half-Assed Mechanical Doppelganger of Tails. Possibly Cursed with Black Magic. Must investigate further into it.

Mammoth Mogul: Ixis Archmage turned Corrupt Corporate Executive. Keeping tabs on his nemesis’s magical potential.

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Of course, if any of these characters where to get spinoffs of their own in the form of video games, comic books, what have you, I’m pretty sure the writers at either Sega and/or IDW could think up some new characters to add to this list. I might come back and edit this one later but for now the list is done. Take care and have a nice day.

#k9 ramblings #sonic series #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #silver the hedgehog #knuckles the echidna #miles tails prower

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Of Bees and First Impressions

Summary: Tochiro was standing in the doorway, his hands pressed together as if in prayer and expression appropriately grave, eyes closed in a display of sorrow. “And so lies the great Captain Harlock, brought down long before his time by a lowly bee. May he rest in peace.” Harlock threw a pillow at him.

Pairing: Harlock/Yama|Logan Characters: Harlock, Tochiro, Yama|Logan

@ruledeargremlinchild, since you were wondering what fic that line came from, even though I’m pretty sure you’re not in this fandom even if you’ve seen the movie...

(His feet are stuck to the sidewalk, frozen in place with the force of the universe pressing down on him. Fate has brought him here - some fortune beyond his wildest dreams has aligned the stars to make this moment happen, to create the magnificent creature he sees through the glass. Eyes like the ichor of the gods, rich and gold and flecked with sprigs of summer green, and a smile as dazzling as the sun on the sea. He is ruined before he remembers to breathe again.)

Harlock looked up when he heard the door open.

Tochiro was standing in the doorway, his hands pressed together as if in prayer and expression appropriately grave, eyes closed in a display of sorrow. “And so lies the great Captain Harlock, brought down long before his time by a lowly bee. May he rest in peace.”

Harlock threw a pillow at him.

Tochiro managed to catch it and clutched it to his chest like a string of pearls, scoffing with all the prideful airs of a refined lady of pedigree. “Rude! And after I’ve come all this way to you in your time of need. I thought we were friends.”

Harlock shook his head, hoping the hair falling over his face was hiding his smile. “Yeah, yeah. Did you get my text?”

Tochiro reached into his jacket and pulled out a Brown’s bag with flourish. “As requested, only the finest of gas station food for you.” He tossed it over, brow furrowing when Harlock caught it and started opening the packaging with glee. “I still don’t get how someone who grew up like you did can like those things. Even I think they’re disgusting.”

Harlock bit back a grin and turned his nose up, chewing through a mouth full of deep fried, greasy, delicious mushrooms and swallowed with as much dignity as he could muster. “I’ll have you know I have highly refined taste.”

Tochiro’s expression went flat. “Right. Okay. Say I believe you, how do you explain that?” he said, gesturing at the stained bag in Harlock’s oily fingers.

He grinned. “Palate cleanser.”

Tochiro laughed, shaking his head and sitting down on the mattress by Harlock’s knees. “Alright, whatever. Weirdo.”

Harlock smiled, the remaining tension in his nerves finally settling under the familiar cadence of teasing banter and Tochiro’s comforting presence; he always made Harlock feel better.

Tochiro smiled back and rotated to lean his spine against the foot of the bedframe. “So you wanna tell me how you ended up in here?”

Tochiro also made him hate his life. “Uhh.”

(There’s dirt on the young man’s hands, caked under his fingernails; it should be gross but he can’t find it in himself to care when those same fingers are also so slender and graceful, dexterous and delicate as they sort through the stacks of papers on the desk and hand him a colorful pamphlet. “Hi! Welcome to Gaia Botanical Gardens! Would you like to join our next tour group or would you rather explore the grounds on your own?”

He glances at the schedule up on the wall, then at the analog clock beneath it - the twelve-thirty tour is to be lead by “Logan.” He turns back to the employee with eyes like melted caramel and scans for his name tag. A smug smile graces his lips when he finds it. “A tour would be lovely.”)

The door opened before Harlock could make up an excuse explain anything, revealing a tall, young man with shaggy hair carrying a tray, various snacks and drinks scattered across it. “The cafeteria didn’t have any ice cream left but there was some pudding,” the guy was saying. “I don’t know what kind you like so I just grabbed one of- Oh. Hi.” He had finally caught sight of Tochiro sitting on the bed with his leg wedged in next to Harlock’s and eyebrows raised in curiosity; his eyes flicked between the two of them, expression neutral.

Harlock jumped at the chance to change the topic. “Logan, this is my friend Tochiro. Tochiro, this is Logan. He was kind enough to drive me to the hospital.”

(Oh god, you’re swelling. You’re really swelling. You need to go to the hospital. Shit. Shit, where’s my keys?”

Harlock gestures vaguely toward the kid’s back pocket. He’d seen the outline of what was probably a ring full of keys (and, yes, he had been staring, could anyone really blame him? Those jeans were tight ).

His larynx is going to start constricting any second now. He’s going to start dying and the last thing he’s going to see through his rapidly-swelling eyes is Logan’s flushed cheeks and frantic pocket-patting.

Totally worth it.)

Tochiro smiled nice and easy because he’d always been the better of the two of them at socializing and thrusted his hand out. “Hey, nice to meet you. Thanks for taking care of this guy for me,” he said, nodding in Harlock’s direction.

Logan smiled politely and shook Tochiro’s hand. “It was no trouble. My shift was over anyway and he didn’t have anyone to go with him.”

(You came here alone, right?”

Harlock nods, his cheeking knocking against Logan’s head where it’s wedged under Harlock’s shoulder, supporting his woozy self as they trudge as quickly as his wobbly legs can take them out the side door and through the parking lot.

“Anyone I should call for you?”

He’s panting, lungs working in overtime to get oxygen through his narrowed bronchials, but he manages to squeeze out, “It can wait till we get there,” his voice rasping and labored.

Logan nods and calls out to a pretty girl watering some flowers by the wall. “Nami! Clock me out, will you?”

She looks up, eyes widening. “Uh sure. What’s going on?”

“I’ll tell you later!”)

Tochiro’s eyes pinched in curiosity. “Your shift?”

Uh oh.

Logan’s brow furrowed and he glanced over at Harlock where he was subtly trying to gesture for him to stop, abort, change the subject. Something. Anything . But Logan didn’t seem to notice and barreled on. “Uh, yeah, at the botanical garden? That’s where he got stung.”

Shit.

Tochiro’s head began to turn - Harlock could hear the creaking of his spine as it rotated, slowly, painfully; creepy and terrifying like a body possessed by demons - and his eyes blazed with murderous, unholy fury. The monster had been unleashed. “You went to a botanical garden?” he asked, low and quiet. Dangerous.

Harlock resisted the powerful urge to flinch, but only just. “Umm… there were extenuating circumstances-”

(“A friend gave me a cactus once because he said, and I quote, ‘even you can’t kill this.’ It was dead in a month.”

Logan laughs, light and free like birds in the springtime, like the tinkling of a rocky stream, like angels singing from within the heavenly gates. Harlock must have been a saint in another life to be able to see this.)

“You dumbass!” Tochiro shouted. “What were you thinking?”

Nothing appropriate, but he wasn’t about to say anything.

(His work polo stretches taut over his arms as he lifts the massive flower pot and carries it out of the middle of the aisle. He has a tan line around his biceps, rich brown meeting soft pearl, and Harlock is weak.)

Logan’s eyes were wide, darting back and forth between them.

Harlock sighed. He had accepted this inevitability when he had knowingly walked through Gaia’s gate, trailing after his own personal Achilles. But no way was he admitting that to Tochiro. “I suppose I wasn’t,” he said.

Tochiro deflated a bit, as Harlock had planned, shoulders slumping. “Yeah, no shit.”

Logan’s eyes narrowed. “Wait. So you knew you were allergic to bees?”

Damnit. Harlock sent a silent prayer to the heavens for mercy; no one here had any in their hearts for him. But he couldn’t lie, not to Logan. “I… was aware, yes.”

Logan’s eyes widened in panic. “You idiot, you could have died!”

Harlock grinned, raking his gaze up and down Logan’s frame. “Well. The view was to die for.”

Logan flushed up to the tips of his ears, mouth gaping. “I- You-”

Tochiro’s nose wrinkled. “You’re not talking about the flowers anymore, are you?”

He wasn’t talking about the flowers.

“Yep, I’m out,” Tochiro said, raising his hands in the air and heading toward the door. “You two lovebirds are on your own.” He paused in the doorway and turned to give Harlock a thumbs up behind Logan’s back before disappearing.

Logan’s jaw was still unhinged, looking at Harlock in blatant surprise, and Harlock smiled.

(“Well it looks like you’re going to get your own private tour!” he says, still smiling with all the brilliance of a newborn star. “If you don’t like crowds, you definitely picked a good time to come in.”

He cannot think, can hardly breathe, but somehow words come out of his mouth in coherent form. “I’m just on my lunch break.” His heart is racing, beating against the cage of his ribs so hard he’s surprised Logan hasn’t commented on it.

“Must be a long lunch break,” he says.

Harlock hums and doesn’t say that he’s definitely going to be late clocking back in. “And what better way to spend it?” he does say, eyeing Logan appreciatively.

But Logan’s gaze is on a bed of gerber daisies and he doesn’t seem to hear the suggestion in Harlock’s tone, already moving to explain how the aqueducts carry water to the whole garden.)

“I suppose I was a little too subtle with my… interest in you?” Harlock asked, hoping he wasn’t going to have to spend the night comforting himself from a rejection on top of recovering from a severe allergic reaction. He might need more mushrooms.

Logan’s jaw slammed shut and his eyes darted away. “I- Yes. You were.”

Harlock nodded and leaned forward, getting himself in Logan’s line of sight again. “Is that a problem? My being interested in you?” he asked, heart hammering in his chest. “Because I am. Very interested.”

Logan’s gaze roved over his face, expression going soft, relieved. “No,” he breathed. “No it’s not.”

Harlock’s heart skipped in his chest, the rhythm picking back up twice as fast as before. “Can I take you out for dinner?”

Logan nodded. “Yes. Yes, please .”

Harlock smiled. “Let’s get out of here.”

#space pirate captain harlock #fic tag #harlock and yama #captain harlock #Logan|Yama #tochiro oyama

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