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aftgficrec · 8 months

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Any neil& aaron recs? Not with a relationship with them necessarily as endgame but something like triptych or the one where they're on the hunt for andrew (cant remember the name rip, but i love that one)

There are a good amount of fics for Neil and Aaron — their relationship is fertile ground to explore angst or growth! The stories run the gamut from mutual disdain to familial warmth, from bad or awkward situations to quests (like hunting for Andrew together in ‘I'm leaving this town…’), from friendship to lovers and even plain ol’ sexual experimentation (see ‘triptych’).

Though you weren’t keen on Neil/Aaron as a couple, you might enjoy ‘Every Sinner Has A Future.’ It’s friends to lovers and spends significant time developing their relationship. Find it and the fics you referenced among those featured below. -A

Neil & Aaron in situations/working together

Aaron & Neil stranded together here

Aaron & Neil stuck in a bad situation here

‘Calm down. I look a lot worse than I am.’ and ‘climb a mountain (hold his hand)’ here

‘they who made you/they made me too’ here

‘Identity Theft’ here

‘Apart from Your World (A Part of Mine)’ (selkies) here

‘The World Beneath Our Feet’ series here

‘Crossfire’ here

‘For You I'd Bleed Myself Dry’ here (updated)

‘If Neil, Then Fox’ here

Neil & Aaron relationship because of Andrew

Aaron & Neil rapprochement here

Aaron accepting andreil here

Aaron & Neil's talk at the cabin here

Neil meets the in-laws or foxes here

‘Did You Get What You Deserve?,’ ‘The Ash is in Our Clothes,’ and ‘common ground??’ here

‘Married To Annoy,’ ‘head case (what to do with you),’ and ‘AJMICKEY56's Fanfiction Palooza!’ chapters 2 and 82 here

‘Hold each other...ch 8: Time Does Things’ here

‘Muscle memory’ (completed) and ‘The Memories I Never Can Escape’ here

‘No More Fucks To Give’ here (updated)

‘Neil Fights the Foxes’ here

‘on the tip of my tongue (say something)’ parts 7 & 8 here

‘No straighter path than to struggle,’ ‘The Road Trip,’ and ‘An Olive Branch’ here

‘what even is baseball anyway’ and ‘Holding On and Letting Go’ here

‘Hold me close (in fact, bury me)’ here

‘a girl so bright she'll blind you’ here

Neil & Aaron friendship

Aaron & Neil = Andrew/Neil here

Neil & Aaron friendship 2 here

domestic fluff w/twinyards bonding + Neil & Aaron friendship here

the tumblr posts in Neil/Aaron or Neil & Aaron ask here

‘Make This Leap (Geronimo)’ here

‘Math, Exy and Middle Ground’ here

‘every piece of you, it just fits perfectly’ here

‘i just wanted you to know (this is me trying)’ here

‘togetherness’ here

‘More Than Words’ here (updated)

‘Ten Percent’ here

‘Tachycardia’ here; ‘Tachycardia (the My Own Soul's Warning Remix),’ ‘It's going tibia okay,’ and ‘What the fuck happened to you?’ here

‘Aaron is Neil’s doctor in the pros’ here

‘Shards of Glass’ here

‘Et tu, Doctor?’ here

‘Art Hoe’ here

‘Beach Bois’ here

‘just a footnote’ here

‘I'll Follow You’ here

‘Call the doctor ( I may need help)’ and ‘we're inside out’ here

‘Andrew Goes to Hogwarts’ series here

‘Minyards' Magical Mischief’ here

Neil/Aaron rarepair

Neil/Aaron or Neil & Aaron here

‘In The Forest (Burning Bright)’ here

‘Winter Banquet’ here

you may also like

new Katelyn/Aaron here

Katelyn & Neil friendship here

Katelyn & Neil as siblings/lookalikes here

Katelyn-centric hurt/comfort here

Aaron protective of Neil here

Neil mistakes Aaron for Andrew here

Andrew & Katelyn rapprochement here

‘the prettiest blue’ and ‘The Photo Strip Predicament’ here

‘Nor are we forgiven’ here

‘Give Me Another Minute (to Lay Here in Your Echo)’ here

‘coming loose’ here

‘the roads I traveled with you’ here

‘One day we'll reveal the truth’ and ‘i'm getting static from my better sense’ here

‘you're not next before forever’ here (completed)

‘Before You Drown’ here

‘Five Years to the Day’ here

‘Twilight and Daytime’ here

‘Whispers in the leaves, shadows in the moonlit night’ here

quests and situations

halloween series by zweimam [Collection, Rated T, 44426 Words, Incomplete, Updated Sept 2023]

NB: Part 1 reviously recommended in new twinyards bonding ask

Part 1: I'm leaving this town (and I'm changing my address) [40309 Words, Updated Sept 2023] Aaron tries to assimilate everything, nodding, "How do you know he didn't mean it?" "It wasn't a thought, or anything," Neil says, looking everywhere but at him. "He told me to go away, to leave and run, and I did. I'm very good at running, you see." Or: Aaron has been looking for his brother for six years. Right when he's beginning to lose all hope, he meets Neil Josten.

tw: child abuse, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: heavy suicide themes, tw: implied/referenced suicide attempt, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction, tw: detailed discussion of drug use, tw: implied/referenced overdose, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: panic attacks, tw: dissociation

Part 2: I know that you'll come if you want [6170 Words, Updated Aug 2023] If Aaron has been looking for his brother for six years, Andrew has been waiting for him for longer.

The Most Unorthodox Way of Fighting Back by orphan_account [Rated T, 1683 Words, Complete, 2021]

Neil Josten is forced to pick up his shoes and run. If not for him, than for the ones who can’t.

tw: graphic depictions of violence, tw: murder, tw: blood/gore

Tumblr Bits by gluupor [Rated T, Collection, Complete, 2019]

Chapter 8: Neil Josten: Accountant Spy [2316 Words] Whenever anyone asked Neil what he did for a living, he responded by saying he was a spy. This always was met with impressed faces and probing questions about his job.

till the bitter end on a flat tire by thewintersolstice [Rated M, 10000 Words, Complete, 2022]

neil & aaron end up stranded on the side of the road in the desert. neil wants to talk homophobia. aaron wants neil to shut up for once in his life. aka: my attempt to turn aaron minyard into someone i want to like

tw: homophobia, tw: implied/referenced child abuse

Growing Sharp Edges by Leocante [Rated G, 10218 Words, Complete, 2022]

Aaron just needed some wiggling room. He didn't think he was asking for that much - a few inches of freedom, a miniscule amount of life outside of school and exy, an ounce of control over his day. Well, thruth be told, he wasn't exactly asking asking. Questions like that resulted in a knife under his neck and an unyielding 'no'. But Aaron needed some goddamn wiggling room, and he was desperate enough to ask Josten for help.

tw: attempted sexual assault, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: recreational drug use, tw: alcohol

Who is the man in the relationship? by sugaroto [Rated T, 6986 Words, Complete, 2022]

"I'm your type." Neil went on. "Then I'm yours." Aaron shot back, "You're literally fucking my twin, asshole!" "High five!" Neil said, his eyes lightening up, "We're type buddies!" Neil started laughing. "What? What's so funny?" Aaron asked. "We should get married!" Or The time Neil and Aaron got drunk and thought it'd be funny if they got married.

tw: alcohol

NB: fic meme by @sugaroto here

Momentary Disaster by JostenlovesMinyard [Rated T, 1305 Words, Complete, Twinyards Appreciation Week 2022]

Day 2: Disaster Aaron and Neil are sent to do a grocery run but Neil loses something along the way. Aaron is there to help him.

You Are So Much More Than Your Father's Son by phan_taloon [Rated T, 3143 Words, Complete, 2021, Locked]

In which Nathan Wesninski has fanboys and Neil Josten doesn't want to deal with them, but Aaron is there to save the day.

tw: panic attacks, tw: flashbacks

A Pain Never Meant to be Felt (I really suck a titles, just pretend its good.) by transandsad [Rated M, 14187 Words, Incomplete, Updated Aug 2023]

Aaron is mistaken for someone he is not and has to figure out how to pick up the pieces in the aftermath.

tw: gang rape, tw: nonconsensual touching, tw: assault, tw: graphic descriptions of csa, tw: graphic depictions of violence, tw: blood, tw: flashbacks, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: ptsd, tw: panic attacks, tw: suicidal thoughts, tw: murder, tw: drug addiction

Neil and Aaron swap body’s AU bullet fic by @sadboyayeron [Tumblr, 2020]

AFTG Neil & Aaron Gender Swap hc by @sadboyayeron [Tumblr, 2020]

friendship

Oblivious series by greencherrybomb [Rated T, Collection with 2 complete works, Updated July 2022]

Part 1: Oblivious in love (3152 Words) Andrew has been pining after Neil Josten for months, but knows it wont happen. Neil doesnt even swing, so he does the only thing to protect his feelings. Ignoring Neil and eating ice cream. Part 2: Best Friends Brother (3930 Words) Neil has been harboring a long time crush on his best friend, Aaron Minyards, brother Andrew. Too bad Andrew has been avoiding him at all costs and is dating the hottest guy in school, Kevin day. Or at least thats what Neil thinks.

Dear Little Ghost by choisunsanie [Rated G, 4650 Words, Complete, 2022]

Neil Josten starts to be haunted by a naughty blond ghost.

tw: previous major character death, tw: car accidents

And I Swear And I Swear, I Was Burning Alive by Miss_Fun_Fun_and_Fun [Rated T, 1477 Words, Complete, 2022]

Neil is confronted by his ex-best friend's twin brother while still reeling from his mother abandoning him. - A one-shot, alternate universe for Fortheloveofexy's fic, "More Than Words".

tw: implied/referenced drug addiction

NB: ‘More than Words’ was previously recced here (updated)

sexual experimentation

triptych by likearecord [Rated E, 12805 Words, Complete, 2023]

Three parts, three POVS. Aaron, wondering, picks up a guy in a bar. Neil, having learned something, wants to try again. Andrew, knowing nothing, sees something he likes.

tw: explicit sexual content, tw: nonconsensual touching

friends to lovers

Every Sinner Has A Future by OfficialStarsandGutters [Rated E, 29864 Words, Complete, 2021]

Canon divergent Neil x Aaron. - Neil Josten. A shock of red hair and ocean blue eyes. Pretty faced, but nothing special. Except he makes a throwaway comment about Andrew being off his meds and it’s like everyone in the room forgets to breathe. Even Aaron, his body still and tense with surprise that he can tell them apart. Without even having met Aaron, he knew Andrew wasn’t him. That shouldn’t mean anything. Aaron rubs his sweaty palms on his skinny jeans and tells himself it doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t.

tw: recreational drug use, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction, tw: nonconsensual drug use, tw: graphic description of overdose, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced murder

Art

monsters cuddle pile art by @emry-stars-art

au where aaron and neil are best friends first comic by @02511213942 also on twitter

when Neil tells Dr Aaron he’s fine art by @srslyarts

get in loser we’re going shopping art by @ouijacine

Josten and Aaron on press duty comic by @paradoxolotl

Aaron is a godfather comic by @paradoxolotl

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brunossan · 4 months

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RWBY JAUNE WITCH HUNTER AU

Part 2

The 4 Witches

*in the last episode, The Witch Hunter Jaune Arc entered in a Forest trying to find The Red Witch Ruby Rose. He found The Witch, but she was Stronger than him, and discovered that he was not a true Witch Hunter, but an apprentice. Now, Ruby is taking him to her home, as she found The Young Warrior to be Pretty to her...*

*Ruby kicks The wooden door of a cozy cottage in The center of The Forest, smiling as she sees 3 girls Inside her home. They are her friends:*

Yang Xiao Long, The Fighting Witch;

Weiss Schnee, The Snow Witch;

And Blake Beladona, The Faunus Witch.

Ruby: GIRLS! YOU ARE HERE!

Yang: Yeah! You forgot that we planned to dinner together today?

Ruby: No i did not. That's why i decided to bring a friend! *She pulls Jaune, who she Tied up with magical chains, gagged with a Ball gag* Surprise! I met a Boy and he is a-

Blake: A WITCH HUNTER!

*The 3 Witches casts together a spell that makes them get weapons: Weiss with its rapier, Blake with a Whip and Yang with Fire knuckles. The 3 Witches prepare all to Attack together until Ruby puts itself beetween them and him.*

Ruby: Wait! He is not a Witch Hunter!

Weiss: But he is wearing an armor similar to one of them! He is a Witch Hunter!

Yang: Even If its a rusty one, its a proof!

Ruby: He is an apprentice!

Blake: Even worse! Now that he is here he can rat us to other Witch Hunters!

Ruby: Not If he dont escape!

Yang: Ruby, honey, get out of our way.

Ruby: But...

*The 3 Witches move Ruby aside with a Flick of their fingers, grabbing Jaune. They are ready to Attack him until...*

Ruby: BUT I WANT TO DATE HIM!

*The three Witches stop their Attack, Yang looking in Shock at Ruby. Her little sister was looking at them with puppy eyes, a red blush in her cheeks.*

Ruby: Yang... Look at him. He is beautiful.

*Jaune in this moment was extremely scared, to the point that he was sweating buckets and trembling. Yang was bigger than him, and that was impressive. Suddenly, They unchain him and remove his gag, looking at his face and body.*

Yang: Hum... Yeah, he is pretty. *She says, holding his face with both hands*

Weiss: And bulky too. *She grabs his bíceps*

Blake: So you fell in love with him?

Jaune: I-i am not involved with her. She Just grabbed me and brang me here!

Yang: You kidnapped this handsome guy? Damn Ruby, you learned very well. Im so proud! *She pats Ruby Head*

Jaune: What?!

Weiss: Let me explain this to you, Blondie. *She points at his nose* When a Witch finds a Man worthy of her, she brings him home... Either way its necessary.

Jaune: But we Just met this morning!

Blake: Time does not matter. When we look at a potential mate eyes... *She looks at his eyes, a small light appearing on them for a second.* we see a signal.

Jaune: Like... A Light?

Weiss: Wait... You Saw It in Blake's eyes? *A small light appears in her eyes*

Jaune: In yours too! *He looks at Yang, and The same thing happens.* A-and you too!

Ruby: WHAT?!

Yang: Son of a Bitch... *she grabs him by his armor, removing It with Violence* YOU JUST SAID THAT WE ALL FOUR HAD THE SAME LIGHT?!

Blake: Well i Saw a light in his eyes too...

Weiss: Me too...

Ruby: That was one reason i brang him home to be honest...

*Yang look at Jaune's eyes, seeing a Bright light appearing in them for a Second. She then release him, turning around. She is Red as a tomato.*

Yang: Its True... This... Witch Hunter... Is made to be with us, The 4 Witches.

Jaune: Wait wait wait! *He gets up* You mean that i am...

Ruby: Our... Companion now. *She says in a shy tone*

Jaune: This cant be happening. Im a Witch Hunter! Im supposed to Slay Witches, not... Lay with them!

Weiss: Y-yeah! Yang, this cannot be True!

Yang: But It is! And we know How this work.

*The 4 girls look at eachother and at Jaune. Suddenly, The door gets closed with a loud slam, Jaune looking at them with a scared expression. The 4 girls now surround him, staring at him.*

Jaune: W-what are you going to do?

Ruby: You are our mate now, Jaune. And The Mate of a Witch its not permitted to leave.

Yang: And If you try, you must remember that we are witches... *She closes her Fist, embers flying from It.* we can get you anywhere.

Blake: For now, you must consider you to be Lucky. Because there's cases of fake mates.

Weiss: And If in one week The light dont appear again...

Blake: We can let you leave.

Ruby: So you can never come back...

RWBY: EVER.

*Jaune gulps, nervous and scared. But at The same time, aroused. He was now with 4 girls Who claimed him to be their mate, wich means one thing now:*

Jaune: That means... I got 4 girlfriends?

Ruby: Yeah. *she realizes a Dark smoke coming from the kitchen* Oh! My cookies! I left The Stove on while hunting!

Weiss: You Dolt! You are gonna set this house on Fire one day! *Weiss runs with Ruby towards The kitchen, a bucket appearing in her hands*

Blake: And The mood changed faster than i thought It would last. *She lies in The sofa, a window opening and The smoke leaving.* Here. All clean now.

Yang: Well, dinner aint gonna Cook itself. *Yang says, slapping Jaune's back. Then she grabs his neck from behind* Listen up, pretty boy. You are gonna stay with us but this doesnt mean i fully accepted you as my and Ruby mate. So let me make this clear... If you dare to do anything that would make Ruby cry or even break her Heart... Im gonna Punch you so hard in The nuts that They will reach your mouth. Got It?

Jaune: I-i got It.

Yang: Good. Oh and Tonight... *She gets Very close to his year, whispering* You are gonna let us see you without your rusty armor.

*Jaune gets Red, so Red that not even a tomato could compare. Yang smiles for a bit. He is so easy to tease. Blake Just look at him with a curious look, as she thinks How Jaune Will survive one week with Them...*

*well, only time can answer what is going to happen next.*

*TO BE CONTINUED...*

#fanfic #rwby au #RWBY #romance #witches #Witch Au #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #ruby rose witch #weiss Witch #yang witch #blake witch #jaune au #jaune arc #jaune x ruby #jaune x blake #jaune x weiss #jaune x yang

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claitea · 1 month

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can you tell us more about alto 👉👈

here's the basic rundown on them!

some more things about them though:

i use the day i finish designing an oc as their birthday, so alto's is september 13. they're 23 at the time of bw2

full team is fearow, unfezant, swanna, rufflet and vullaby. they're like 4th-5th gym level kind of strength in battle

somewhat inspired by the time that as a kid i went to this beach, known for having a one-winged pelican around. i never got to see it but i always remembered it. alto's initial partner pokemon was going to be a pelipper, but i did want to give the underappreciated fearow (which i actually really like! a lot more than pelipper haha) a little spotlight. i still kept the one-winged pelipper concept - it's now the logo of the skyline sanctuary visible on alto's second outfit. it lives with the rest of alto's family at the sanctuary as one of the helper pokemon

taught themself how to sing and dance as a kid so they could play with the birds in the sanctuary, but ending up really liking it and they do it as a hobby. you could NOT convince alto to sing or dance in front of other people though. gun to their head they will not

sucks at throwing poke balls but thats what the capture styler's for

afraid of thunderstorms, not in the afraid of loud noises way but because their family are all extremely wary of them. they're dangerous times for bird pokemon so they have to be on guard during them, so even when they're not at the sanctuary, storms put them on edge

alto doesn't battle often, but people who have battled them think they're annoying to fight lmao. when facing wild pokemon as a ranger, their main tactics are dodging and disrupting to get openings to use their styler, and they incorporate those same tactics in their battles

also despite part of why i made alto being that they were going to be paired with n i dont think i explained their whole story here???

between the remains of team plasma that either joined neo team plasma or are making up for their actions in the driftveil safehouse, there's a small number that still fully believe pokemon should be separated from humans for their sake. they operate independently, still convincing some to release pokemon or outright stealing them just like the original plasma. this is one of the reasons some rangers were dispatched to unova to help recover these pokemon

alto gets assigned to capture and calm an ursaring who took its release very badly and is now rampaging through the forest. while searching for it, he runs across n who was busy playing with pansage so deep in the forest he didn't get the evacuation memo. n asks what someone else is doing so far into the woods, alto explains their mission, n volunteers to help, alto thinks thats insane you cant do that and leaves. "i don't need help. i got this"

they don't got this

they end up taking a direct slash, and it would have been worse had n not worried about someone going that far into the forest alone with a dangerous pokemon and went in the same direction. n jumps in, calms the ursaring himself, and drags alto out to get medical help

alto usually takes a while to warm up to new people but on account of n literally saving their life he gets to skip most of the aloof alto phase. they end up great friends, alto admiring n a lot

alto, however, has a very strong sense of justice and never forgives criminals. in particular they hate team plasma because of what they've had to witness firsthand. n is ex-plasma, the ex-King no less. n soon learns about alto's views and knows that he should tell alto the truth soon. its harder then when he told hilda though, he's already such good friends with alto and this aill likely ruin it

he finally ends up telling them about a year after their first meeting. just as he thought, alto's distraught and leaves

over the next month though alto feels like shit over the whole thing. yes they're not sure if they can trust n after he kept that information from them for a year. but n was different to how any of the still malevolent team plasma members were like...?

they happen to get assigned to work with the driftveil safehouse to help them handle some pokemon

surprise asshole n's sisters live there and they've been told all about you

both of them are reluctant to work with alto not just because of what happened with n but because it shows they don't trust anyone at the safehouse. for the sake of professionalism alto promises to put all bias aside and carry out whatever tasks needed of them

working with the safehouse makes them realize that people can change. every ex-plasma member here is genuinely trying their best to atone. alto finally admits to themself that they really screwed up with n and asks anthea and concordia if they can tell n they want to apologize. they slowly patch things up with him from there

#clai speaks #clai's ocs #oc: alto #asks #i love my guy 👍

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simonsnow-irl · 4 months

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you are loved: a poem

you are two years old

and you are loved.

i know things are rough,

but you are loved.

your mother cradles you

in her arms

through the forest.

there are thorny vines

weaving around her ankles

but you are loved so you are safe.

your mother is escaping,

taking you with her,

your brother is running alongside her,

his little feet bleeding.

you run

and you run

and you run.

she carries you with her

because you are loved.

little girl, you are safe,

little girl, you will be okay,

little girl, you are loved.

i will say it as many times

as i need to.

you are loved.

you are seven years old

and you are loved

you’re sitting in a field,

other children running around you.

they don’t look at you.

they dont even see you.

they look your way

and you can tell

its not you

their eyes land on

they see the grass

you sit atop of.

they see the

dandelions

crushed beneath your body.

they see your shadow

but not you.

invisible to them

but seen to me.

because you are loved.

you are loved.

you come home

and you are alone,

you make yourself food,

you sit in front of the tv,

you do your homework,

and you sleep.

but you are not alone.

i am here. i hear you.

and i tell you, little girl

you are loved.

i know mommy isnt here

i know you miss your papi

but know that i am here.

your matted hair,

your yellow teeth,

your ill-fitting clothes,

and you are still loved.

i promise little girl

i will always love you.

you are twelve years old

and you are loved

you’ll never be alone

even if they all leave

because you have yourself,

little boy.

as you’ve aged

you understand why

why they dont like you

why they dont want you

why they wont talk to you

to them

you are strange

to me

you are beautiful

youre a butterfly

spreading its wings

for the first time.

youre a baby

taking its first steps.

youre a sapling

slowly blooming

and i will be there

every step of the way

you will get through this.

i love you as much as

the sun loves the earth,

as the waves love the shore,

you are so loved

cant you see?

you are so young

youre becoming so strong

dont let go now.

if you ask why,

i will say you need to be alive

i will say your family needs you

i will say your pets will miss you

i will say you have such a bright future

even if it doesnt feel that way

the biggest reason why is

you are loved.

by your mother

by your father

by your siblings

by me

little boy, dont let go

you are loved.

you are sixteen years old

and you are loved

you feel so broken.

i can feel it.

your life has

changed forever,

and you are not

okay.

and i can tell you now,

it won’t get better.

not for years.

not for a while.

it’ll get worse too.

but, little boy,

when it does,

it’s amazing.

you are so full of love,

and it will shine.

you will be appreciated

and you will be cared for

because it is so easy to love you.

i know this because

you are loved.

not only by me,

but by

the stars,

the whole of time and space,

the universe,

every single planet,

they love you.

soon you’ll see,

and it’ll be wonderful.

it’s okay to fail

and to try again.

try again as much as you need

because you will thrive

fight as much as you can,

but it’s okay to not be able to sometimes.

all you need to do is take care of yourself,

and i’ll be there to guide you.

just a few more steps,

little boy,

and it’ll start to fall into place.

i promise to you

i will be here

because you are loved.

you are eighteen years old

and you are loved

this year,

i’m unsure of what to say.

this year,

life was terrible to you.

and i am so sorry.

but you were so loved this year,

even if you didn’t expect it

or realize it.

oh, little boy,

how wonderful it is.

i told you it would be.

you started a new life

and found and refound friendships

in the ashes of the lost ones.

connections you never thought were possible,

the feeling of belongingness so foreign

but so welcome.

things will only get better.

remember, you are loved

no matter what.

and now you are nineteen years old

and you are still loved.

i know this

because i am you.

and i know i am loved.

i am loved by

the most beautiful girl

i am loved by

my best friends

i am loved by

my family

and, most importantly,

i am loved by me.

when i see myself in the mirror,

i see the little girl in the thorny forest,

i see the little invisible girl with yellow teeth,

i see the little boy with a razor in his hand,

i see the little boy in the midst of a pandemic,

and i see the little boy who had lost everyone he lived for.

i love every version of me,

no matter how miserable,

i have always deserved to feel loved.

and loved i feel.

#poetry #original poem #poem #free form poem #my writing #some themes of suicide #transgender poetry #i know this isnt the best and i kinda deserve to be made fun of lol #oh god life is so difficult sometimes lol #healing moment #i sobbed writing this #i love myself

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harukirai · 8 months

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Wow, I didn't know that about Terra! I'm surprised they were so upfront about that! Maybe her girlfriend was supposed to be Daryl, or they were going to make Locke into a woman who was going to be her girlfriend, kind of like Terra was originally supposed to be a male character. It seems like the idea was reworked for Fang and Vanille's relationship in XIII. (Also Lightning seems like a lesbian.) Thanks for the reply, I'm so pleased!

Also had a similar thought, but for the love of god the only optional/implied- scrapped girlfriend i found is celes(in that one time terra played with the thought of falling in love and flirt with celes only to reject the idea of love) which is with the other guy in the end, im replaying it in english its my next game after finishing 5(which i dont have much of left of).also yeah it feels like the scrapped concept was rewritten into 13! Thats why i was so happy with the inclusion(and yeah i restarted playing 13 in english for the first time and lightning does sound kimda gay, which id preffer than the hope implication that this game have for some reason in jp. Like i love hope, he grew to be a fine man only to be put back into a child in lightning returns which for the love of god i cant stand, let the kid grow, have his relationship with lightning be maternal& non romantic please my personal headcanon is that lightning is a mother figure to hope and hope brings her softer sides, as in what babies, kitten and puppies bring out of pple and for some reason pple really do ship them and im livid. Pretty sure there's no official love interest for claire cause in the toriyama's eyes she is his wife, no man can have her thats why the only pple she is soft for is serah and hope is no threat for Toriyama)

Also im stuck in the sahz vanille segment in the forest when you change weather i hate the bosses idk why but my adult brain is somehow worse in the game then i was before(like dont get me wrong i did get stuck allot but usually in the summon fights or like later game fights idk if the xbox version is bugging on me but im seriously stuck and thats what sparked my replay of the series )

(played it on pc before so idk what i did or is the steam version easier but i wanna get to fang already and im stuck even though i looked at tutorials ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

*also just jumped to xiii-2 to replay that one on english as well(the whole xiii trilogy i experienced back in the day in japanese i think my original version was on ps3, but i lent most of my collection when my first ps3 died so ill get that back only when my cousin will visit next)

So im cringing at some of the differences there too. But on funny note i think its hilarious that vanille and fang had an Australian accent, cause in japanese its okinawan i think and the implication are hilarious. Especially on fang it sounds just 100% like she had a huge lesbian vibe in japanese as well and text wise more so but i cant her va in english did such a great job im in tears like most of the cast sounds good in the first game but the 2nd in english 8s evan whackier than the jp and havent gotten to lightning returns yet but i cant wait to see that one dog scene in english, but yeah sorry for gushing i really love thise games and its hard to find pple who played them let alone acknowledge the gays in the games especially in the western sides of the internet (like besidesa handful of actual queer players who actually got far enough in the games & few dudes who just love vannile and fang cause they are fetishizing the lesbians & ignoring the whole lot of representation the games gave us through the years- which is the problem with subtleity cause like in ffvx it was straight out changed in localization cause oh no the guys will be pissed if manly-man macho m'gee over here is fancying the glasses twink 'god forbid' ತ⁠_⁠ತ)

I just really love those game and dont get me wrong in not looking at it in queer centric goggles all the time or thats all i wanna talk about but when i finally find pple to talk about the games with usually after a while when the subject comes and im gushing about how i love fang & vanille /gladio& ignis or even now with 16's terredion pple outside of the very small queer internet bubble is usually get all pissy about it and bitter(which is shocking to happen now in 2023 but its more centered around the 'im not homophobe but not everything is about that) when dude chill all i was talking about is that hey thats the 3rd gay dragoon in a row. (Ignis is kinda a dragoon too, since his moveset with lance equipped is very similar to Arenea)

But yeah not the point so imagin my surprise actually talking about ffxiii queer reps and suddenly most ofy notes is from xiii focused blogs i was sure long dead/new ones ive never seen before.

#i swear my original post felt like a huge pheonix down to the xiii queer fandom

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goosefeather · 8 months

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finished riverstar's home which is uhh the first super edition i actually finished since graystripe's vow?? i wanna say??

anway! final review: not enough death!!!

(actual, long review under the cut)

riverstar's home is Good. granted i had no expectations for it and kind of forgot it was a thing until it came out. but for a super edition that most people were like "huh? riverstar? really?" it really knocked it out of the park

and i just really think that the erins had a theme in mind (finding home and what that means to our guy riverstar) and the text actually supports that. and i know, most books do this and it is something we all had to learn in high school english. however, warriors has a thing where the messaging is telling us one thing but the actual text is saying something completely different (think of like... everything to do with bramblestar)

that being said, i liked reading about a young riverstar (yes, my character tag for him is river ripple and i prefer that but y'know riverstar is shorter) and his struggle to find a place in the forest territory. it's actually a really good coming of age story that really resonates with anyone who has like moved out of their hometown and has felt incredibly isolated because of that (like me!)

also as a dotc Enjoyer i really liked seeing the events from riverstar's perspective. unlike uhh the last two super editions where the new viewpoint didn't add anything (or it retconned something to make it worse!) or added in things that were just kinda... bad (still dont like brushpaw), riverstar was just enough of an enigma that it worked. like from gray wing's pov, riverstar is an Established Cat on the river and he plays it well. but in actuality he's just a lonely guy trying desperately to maintain his friendships while trying to carve out some space for himself. it's interesting and fun and even the one eye and slash bits that i didn't care for in dotc were fun to read about from his pov

unfortunately, this is dotc so the last half Drags. like it makes sense, obviously, after riverstar feels settled into his life and home and new role as leader, someone from his past comes back and makes him question all of it. love it, really. the problem is once they leave and make it a journey! idk what it is but the minute these cats start wandering off territory it turns into a snoozefest. tell me one book where a journey to some place was Fun to Read and you cant say TNP cuz we both know it wasnt

also, im so sorry, i know we love women here and we have to cuz the erins don't but i dont like finch. like the most she shows up to help with fighting slash's rogues and riverstar was like "she was feisty!" or whatever i knew it was So Over. im sick of this thing where they introduce a she-cat just for the purpose of giving our main male lead kits. it was bad with gray wing and slate and it's bad with finch. remember when she almost stayed behind? i was hoping so hard that it would stick

and like compare finch and riverstar to say night and riverstar (im not pitting two bad bitches against each other give me a sec). before riverstar leaves to go back to help the park cats, night is nervous, her and riverstar have been through a lot together and they lean on each other. so she's vulnerable with him and he's like "oh im sorry i dont think of you that way??" and she's like "no!!! you idiot!! as a Friend" and yeah it made sense cuz we've seen them grow together in real time. finch got None of that because she is not meant to be a character and it bugs me

however, clear sky came in to save the day and cause problems on purpose at the end so the book ended on a high note (for me)

and uhh yeah, this is already pretty long and i actually have More Shit to say cuz i genuinely did like this book a lot i just wanted to get my thoughts out while they were still rattling around in my brain

god i didnt even talk about how i wanted more cats to die

#it's looonng #anyway talk to me about dotc #i really really like dotc #and this book

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dumb-fuck27 · 8 months

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I’ve been quiet due to a dnd campaign I’ve been playing and holy shit has it been hectic. The DM has apparently found ways to make the quest exceptionally harder and dose it in the most perfect way possible. Are we fighting harder monster? No no no no, something much more terrifying… ourselves. Like clones? No like we turned against each other and not in the fun way I’ll give you an example.

While we were in a cave just murdering goblins we came across a random NPC which we ended up saving and our dumb ass rouge (not me) decided to pickpocket him only to find out he was a she. She ended catching him (once again not me) called him a molester (pretty rude honestly) and beat the shit out of him. The next morning I was trying to get information out of her, why she was dressed like that, why she was in the middle of the forest, in a cave full of goblins and for some reason not shooting out goblins baby’s and looks in pristine condition for being in a goblin cave, in the middle of the forest, far away from civilization. It was too difficult so I asked her what her name was and where she’s from to see if we can get her back. For some reason she refused to go back and doesn’t want to tell us why. So what do I do in that situation? I hog tie here and loot her seeing what I can find on her, turns out not only is she a missing princess but a missing princess of the king were meant to kill and that complicates things. So I explained to the rest of the party and why i believe we should throw her bs k in that fucking cave and the rest of the party thinks I’m an ass hole for even thinking that. So we start to get our things together and our orc buddy notices one of his shoe laces are missing and everyone looks at me. Why? Maybe because I’m the fucking rouge. So I’m like “what you looking at me for I haven’t still anything yet” so they all decided to search me and didn’t find the shoe lace until they look at the hog tied princess and realize that’s the shoe lace. So now they’re yelling at me and I’m sitting there like “why the fuck was it in my inventory” Necromancer: “because you stole it!” Me: “I didn’t steal it!” Cleric: “then why was in your inventory!?” Me: “I DONT KNOW!” Orc: “because you fucking still it. We get our shit together literally and figuratively, tie the princess up with something else and we keep moving. We get to a town and it’s packed. We have enough money for provisions for our party but because we have another person we have to find work so we go to the only place we know, the quest board. As half of us are buying provisions and the other half looking for work, the people who are looking at the board notice a flyer about a kidnapped princess and the kidnappers faces are on the paper. Me being the thieving mother fucker I am I use the sewer tunnels to get word that now we’re being hunted because they think we kidnapped her. We buy our food and book it the fuck out of there. To put in perspective you’ll get out alive after you rob a castle and kill a few guards and alive doesn’t mean with every appendage. you get accused of kidnapping a princess? The entire map will be after your ass and there is no explaining why you have her hence why no one dose princess saving missions. Too dangerous to get to her and even worse to get her back alive. Anyway now the entire party is like “fuck if the news made it all the way out here, there is no town or village we can go to” so now I’m having to teach the entire party “thieves cant” solution to hidden doors to thieves hideaways and testing them how to pickpocket and this is going on for like two months in game and in those two months we have accused everyone in the party for stealing from each other at least three time after every rest. The orc is like “there is something going on here that is not making sense. There is no way we’re sleep walking into someone else’s tents and unconsciously stealing from them” so I’m sitting there I go “fuck let me use a perception check” and the DM raises his eyebrows and says “go for it” even though I get a natural 20 which them put it at a 32 we figure out that we have been being followed by assassins and they have been slightly inconveniencing us so much that we wanted to kill each other so they could get at the princess. We now know what’s happening and know there still with us but we have no idea where from so so gather our shit a start running.

#dnd campaign #dnd #dnd story

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fragileizywriting · 1 year

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to get kitty’s attention, he whistles.

whistles.

everyone goes silent with the whistle, sharp and clean and short, as it echos between the space they’ve made for this discussion. the nine of them are here, in somewhat of a circle, trying to come up with a plan for… that.

as if answering the whistle, the thing in the forest screams.

even in the middle of a conversation with the naga to her right, her head swivels towards him, words dying out in her throat at the noise of (sas) adrien’s call for her. thoughts of how to keep paris safe; making sure that whatever is making that noise stays away from the majority of human (or demon!) civilization; maybe it’d be better to divert the attention of the creature and lead it into the forest; all of it disappears from her mind as her pupils dilate.

adrien’s hands go back on his belt, thumb hooked on the loops, with that knowing look that make stars dazzle in her eyes.

excitement starts to brew.

“look,” he starts, as kitty’s feet start to itch and her toes start to squeeze. “you have ten minutes.”

“her?” the witchy marinette asks. perceptive as always, it’s as if she’s read adrien’s mind. “but… she’s just… is it really safe to send her? what if it’s a war dog— she won’t be able to fight one.”

(dl) marinette sighs. “as much as it worries me, i think sending kitty would be best.”

“but… why?”

marinette gives it some thought. “i’m not sure. i cant explain it, but i feel it.

kitty is very very good and does not hop in excitement. the beast in the forest sounds frustrated and agonized— a child who’s busted a kneecap on the floor— in pain and in anguish. it sounds hurt. she wants to see the carnage. how big is it? does it have a mouth? how big are the fangs? what’ll happen if she gets close?

“do you want me to go, too?” (sas) luka asks.

it’s rather interesting. the de facto leader seems to be her sunshine, though she will never be sure as to why— her adrien gets so annoyed with it, too, knowing that there’s another adrien here who could be pulling his weight, but doesn’t. he says nothing. but kitty knows that look he gives to the other adrien, or even chat, waiting for their input.

aren’t both of them princes? real life prince charmings? they both should know something about warfare, or at least tact?

“no,” her adrien says, after a long while. “we need you here.”

“can you let us know what’s going on in that brain of yours?” her luka says.

adrien laughs. “not yet. i need to figure out what we’re up against. kitty, go out there, but don’t engage.”

“i’m taking chat,” she blurts out. bouncing on her toes. “he’ll be able to help me.”

but adrien doesn’t like that. “that’s not—”

“—i’ve made up my mind!” she shouts. with a swivel of her heel, she faces the other way in the circle. “chat, you’re coming with. do you run fast? can you keep up? you know this forest better than i will in ten minutes, think you can lead me there?”

“you won’t be able to run in that,” chat tells her, gesturing to her skirts. petticoats. cement blocks on her, weighing her down. “is this really a good idea?”

“i won’t be in this for long.”

“ten minutes,” adrien tells her. tells them both. “don’t engage. not yet.”

“don’t engage,” she echos. “won’t engage. just look. just see.”

“don’t touch.”

“no touch. will not touch. just admire.”

“tell me what you’ve seen.”

she licks her lips. her teeth. her gums are humming with excitement to bite. it’ll only get worse when she gets into hexleather.

“let me go with her,” (sas) luka asks. “she’s too excited. she’s gonna try to fight it.”

“i need you for something else.”

“adrien—”

“trust me,” adrien laughs. “kitty, go. we’ll be timing you both. ten minutes.”

“ten minutes!” she shouts back. backing up from the circle, a face-splitting grin plastered on her face when the thing in the forest screams again. “little chef, let’s go! we have to hurry! chat, you too, come on!”

#speakizys #demon lovin #fire lily petals #sharks and sugar #izycrossover

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strawberry-jammers · 3 years

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One year

a dreamsmp x reader where a young (y/n) wants to rebuild an old old kingdom before they have to be crowned to rule over their parents kingdom. with the help of their friends and a couple of servants, they hope to rebuild it all with out their parent knowing about it.

part one part 2 part 3

part 2/?

masterlist

The lovely @acidicvolt edited this!

this part is just traveling and fluff lmao. it'll pick up in the others <3

this series is so much fun to write, I'm really enjoying it

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It had reached midnight, the sun long gone and nearly everyone in the castle was asleep, except for three. Karl and Niki made their way to the teens room, which was at the opposite end of the castle.

"Are you sure the king’s asleep? They have been on edge as of late…” Niki said, walking alongside Karl. Karl nods, clutching the bag he always wore.

“Yeah, checked and everything. He's out like a light.”

Niki nods, sighing. “Thank god he sleeps on the other side of the castle. We'd be dead if he found out we were helping his kid like this.”

Karl nods again, looking ahead at where they were going.

In the young teens room, everything was prepared for their expedition. They packed appropriate clothes to sneak around, fight and blend in with. They had food, tools/weapons, along with the letters, money, and the lmanburg page. They were ready and excited to embark on this adventure.

Niki quietly knocks on the door, opening it a crack. Seeing that (y/n) was alone, she walks in, followed by Karl who closes the door behind them. (y/n) sighed, thankful it wasnt Eret.

“So, you know the plan?” they ask.

Niki nods, holding onto her own bag.

"Okay, I'm staying behind to tell the king you two went on a camping trip for the next year or so. Somewhere in the middle of the woods where he can't check in to see where you are." Karl says to the two of them.

"Thank you again Karl for doing that. " (y/n) says, leading Niki to their window. "Niki, you know enough of the plan right?" They asked, grabbing the ladder they had in case they ever needed to escape.

"Yeah. We're heading to Tommy’s castle first right?" She asked, watching as (y/n) opened their window. A soft breeze entered the room.

"Yep! Then we'll try to find Tubbo. Ready?" (y/n) said, hooking the ladder to the window and throwing it out the castle, trying to not make a noise.

(y/n) looked down. It wasn't too high up, but it was still a bit scary. They looked back at the two servants, nodding. “Karl, when we reach the ground, bring the ladder back up and close the window. I'll go first. Again, thank you Karl, see you in a year!” with that, (y/n) climbed out the window onto the ladder. the two servants nodded, Niki going over to the window, watching the teen start to climb down the wobbly ladder.

Once (y/n) got far enough down, they waved their hand for Niki to go after them. Niki smiled over at Karl. “It was nice meeting you, Karl.” she said, making the brunette smile as well. “It was! See you in a year Niki! Take care.” she nodded, grabbing her bag, making sure nothing was left behind. Once she saw everything was in check, she went down, following her new friend.

“Man, I should've worn a thicker sweater.” Niki said, finally reaching the ground. “Yeah, I should've checked before we left. Too late now though.” (y/n) responds, watching as the ladder slowly shrank back up into their room. The two of them waved at Karl, who smiled back at them. “Alright, where to go first? We can't just go straight to the tundra.” Niki said, watching as (y/n) looked around. It was still pretty dark out, so they hoped it wouldn't turn a day before they even left the castle grounds. “Well we need to find some transportation for when we exit the forest. Cant be going thru town, it's too early for that.'' Niki nodded, looking over at the forest. “Got any torches?” (y/n) asked the pinkett. Niki nodded, shuffling into her bag, pulling out an unlit torch and lighter. “Yep, need one?” (y/n) shook their heads. “Only one of us needs one for now, well just gotta stay close together. Let's go, we can't stay here forever.” (y/n) says, chuckling softly. “Of course! Let's go!”

The two of them entered the forest close to the castle, leaving it behind. (y/n) had no regrets, they knew they needed this, even if eret forbid them. Niki was excited, she hadn't gone on an adventure since she was small, so it was a nice change of pace.

“Yknow (y/n), we’ve never actually met properly before this. Only in passing.” she said, stepping over a thick tree root. (y/n) followed, nearly tripping. “Really? I didn't notice. Though, i was held up in my room for awhile there.” they said, looking at all the trees that encased the two of them. No matter how many years go by, they still found nature to be beautiful. “Yeah, I did become one of the king's cooks when you were 16, not too long ago.” she said,pulling a branch up for (y/n) to walk past. “Oh thank you. What were you doing before then? Before you started working for my dad.” Niki thought for a second before answering.

“Well, i was only 18 when he hired me, so i was doing what any kid did at that time. For a while I took up gardening, growing many types of flowers, though they all ended up dying after a while.” she said. (y/n) stopped, noticing the forest was ending. “i did gardening as well when i was young child. Made many flower crowns and such with them.” Niki gasped excitedly at this. “Maybe we can make flower crowns together!! I haven't done it in so long..” (y/n) smiled. ‘Of course we can! We have a whole year after all!” they laughed together, looking out at the forest in front of them. “God I hope your mom doesn't fire me when this is all over…” (y/n) looks over at Niki, giving her a reassuring smile. “Well good thing I'll be the ruler when we get back. You're not getting fired on my watch.” Niki smiled at this. “Thank you (y/n)...should we go now?” (y/n) nodded, looking ahead once more.

The two of them continue to walk, leaving the small forest behind. “Okay, we should be in a farm area. The houses are spaced out so no one should see us. Should take a half hour to an hour to get through. There should be a train station after that. It'll take us to the arctic kingdom." Niki nodded, grabbing some bread from her bag. "Bread?" (Y/n) shook their heads, declining. "I ate before we left. Thanks tho."

They both walked through the field, the torches flame flickering as they walked. There were no monsters around, since there hadn't been any around the area in 100s of years. They were safe.

Niki looked at some of the farmland, noticing they had to walk through some of it. (Y/n) noticed it as well. "How do we get through there? They'll notice someone was here in the morning." (Y/n) said, not completely knowing how to get by. "Got any ender pearls?"

(y/n) thought for a second, looking in their bag for some. “Oh, looks like I do! Got a bag full of ‘em.'' They hand some to Niki, who throws it over the larger field, hoping to get over without touching the wheat. (y/n) followed, both of them successfully getting across the farm.

“I am so glad that worked.” (y/n) said, putting the pearls back in their bag. Niki nodded, sighing. “Is the trans station past those trees?” she asked, pointing towards the small strip of trees not too far ahead of them. “Yeah, behind there's the train station. An old friend of mine runs it. Lets go!”

The two of them basically run across the field, not wanting to waste a second of their time. The sun would rise at any moment, and they really wanted to get out of town before it rose.

They had reached the trees, their original torch being burnt out from all the running. Niki grabbed and lit another, the two of them heading into the small patch of trees to the train station.

The station wasn't too much to brag about, a boring old timey train station was all it was. There was no train in sight, making the (h/c) haired teen sigh. “Damnit, the train might not be here for another several hours.” they said, heading up to the platform. Niki followed, smiling slightly. “Could be worse. Not sure how much worse but it could be worse.”

The two of them sat at a random bench in the area, looking at the map (y/n) had packed.

“So the kingdom is all the way over there, which is about 6 hours by foot. Taking the train would be around the same pass but we wouldn't be out in the open.” (y/n) says, pointing their finger along the route they need to take. “Is there a way to get there any faster?” (y/n) shrugged, looking over the map. “We could either go through the towns and such, or we could get some horses and get there that way. Wouldn't know how to get any of those, they're kinda rare in this area.'' Niki nodded, thinking for a second.

Both of their thoughts were cut off by someone's cheery voice. “Hello! It's been a long time, hasn't it (y/n)?” They looked over to see their old friend, Jack Manifold, approaching the two of them. (y/n) smiled, standing up and walking over to the said man. “Eyyyy Manifold! Good to see ya!” The two of them hug, separating soon after. (y/n) looked over at Niki. “Hey, have you met Niki?” Niki smiled, putting the map in her bag, standing up as well. “Indeed i have! To be fair, it was a brief interaction. “Nice to see ya, Niki.”

She nodded. “Nice to see you too, Jack.” (y/n) smiled, looking back over at Jack.

"Jack, we need to get to the arctic kingdom, do you know when the trains coming back?" They asked the slightly smarter man. He nodded. "Won't be coming back till noon today. I'm just here because I forgot something." (Y/n) looked up at the sky. It was getting lighter out. They sighed, looking back down at Jack. "We can't wait that long. Know any other way to get out of town fast?"

"Well, I could lend you my horse. Most of the time he just sits here and cry's." I looked at Niki, who seemed to be pleased with the offer. "Mind if we take him? We'll return him at some point obviously." Jack nodded, starting to go around the train station. "I'll be in the arctic kingdom a day or so from now, so you can return him then!" We follow Jack behind the station, where his horse sat tied up while eating some grass.

"His name is thunder, good lad. Constantly sad tho." Jack unties the reins from the pole, handing them to Niki. "Say, what's your trip for anyway?" Jack asked the two of them. (Y/n) answered. "We're going to see prince Tommy to recruit him to a project we're working on. Top secret stuff man." Jack nodded. "Seems fun. Might join you if I feel like it. Well, have fun you two." They nodded, Niki getting onto the horse and bringing him to the front of the station. "Oh, by the way. You can't tell anyone I was here, at least for the reason I am here. I know I've asked for a lot but if anyone asked, can you tell them I went camping somewhere in the woods?"

Jack nodded, smiling at the teen. "It's fine, secret adventures are cool anyway. I'll keep your secret, now grab your stuff and have fun on your journey." They smiled, hugging the male. "Thanks Jack, I'll repay you eventually." They say while letting go of their friend.

He nodded. "Anytime (y/n). Now go, Niki’s waiting." They nodded, running off to the front of the station. They spotted Niki on thunder, who held all our bags. I looked up at her. "You know how to ride a horse?" They asked, trying to get up onto the horse. Niki giggled, helping them up. "Yeah, I was taught when I was younger. Come on, gotta get out of here before the sun rises right?" (Y/n) smiled, latching onto Niki lightly, so as to not fall off.

"Yeah, lets go!" They took off, running along the tracks. The sun rose as they went, turning the sky into a pinkish color.

Niki slowed the horse down a bit, staring at the beautiful sky. "I love the sunrise…" (y/n) hummed in agreement, resting their head on Niki’s shoulder.

"I haven't seen it in awhile. Always amazes me." Niki nodded, smiling softly. "Should we continue or just watch the sunrise?" (Y/n) chuckled, lifting their head off the woman's shoulder. "We should go. Maybe we could watch the sunrise tomorrow.

Niki nodded, returning the horse to his original pace.

They left towards a small path in the forest, leaving towards the arctic kingdom where they'll hopefully find the first person they need to reach.

Hopefully.

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arcadianstuff · 3 years

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School Rivals p.t5

Finally getting round to writing the next instalment in the series ! Hope you like it ! Tell me if you want part 6 !!

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"I need your help."

You eyed the man curiously who was standing not to far away from where you were laying down. Unlike the first time you’d blacked out and awoken, the ground below you was soft and plush. It appeared you were lying on a sofa of sorts, and as you pushed yourself up you were surprised to find that there was no pain. The blood that had littered your hands had vanished, and with a hesitant hand you traced the edges of your face. The scar was also gone.

"Am I dead ?" You whispered, voice hoarse as you felt the sudden horrible sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach at the thought of death.

A serious look crossed the man’s face as he turned away from the bookshelf he’d been persuing, to stare at you. He didn’t look older than seventy but his eyes gave away the eons he’d been alive. There was knowledge and wisdom in them far beyond what you could hope to understand.

"No, not yet at least. You’ve reached the line between life and death, which is what let me call you here. You ((Y/n) Lake, are the last descendant of Arthur Pendragon." His words had you looking at him incrediously, a laugh leaving your lips as you stared at him in disbelief.

"You’re cracked old man. Aruthur Pendragon and the knights of the round table ? That’s from a storybook. Next thing you’re gonna tell me Merlin is a real person." You chuckled a little, rolling your eyes at the old man who was clearly crazy. Your words had the old man rolling his eyes.

"He is a real person. Or was rather. We don’t have time for this (Y/n)" Merlin was becoming quickly aware of the time limit on your meeting. He didn’t have much time left to keep you in this realm unless you truly wished to die. He couldnt let that happen.

"Arthur’s sword, Escalkibur is yours to wield. A new foe is coming, a truly evil being and you’ll need it if you’re too fight this war and win." Your eyes widened in confusion as you tried to stand up and reach the man, but as you tried you felt yourself fall, nausea rolling over you.

With a grunt, you collapsed to the floor but couldn’t feel a thing. It felt like reality had turned to sand and you were struggling to grasp on to it. Though you struggled to open your eyes, you managed a few blinks and saw the room, in which you were in, was fading like an old photograph. A white glow fillled the room and you managed one last look at the old man’s face.

"Protect your brother and his troll hunter friends. Protect magic and mortal alike. And please girl, Protect Hisirdoux for me...." Merlin's last words barely registered in your mind as he finally weakened, the magic that he’d needed to hold your spirit there having taken a toll on him.

With a bright flash, your form disappeared the white light fading out of the room.

"She reminds me a lot of you." Merlin spoke, his words echoing around the room that wasn’t actually empty. Though you’d never noticed another person, or spirit rather, had been lurking in a corner.

Stepping out from the shadows, Morgana Le Fay glanced at her senile mentor with a grim expression.

"Perhaps. I can only hope she doesn’t repeat our mistakes."

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For the third time that week you yet again awoke from a blackout.

"Let’s try and not make this into a habit." Your sour words were clipped as a cough racked your body. This time you felt pain as you tried to push yourself up of the grassy floor you’d found yourself on. Curses fell from your mouth as a sharp pain tore through your side in retaliation for you trying to stand up.

It was a struggle, but you managed to stagger up to your feet, though walking was considerably harder. The red suit of armour you wore was heavier than you realised, and it slowed your sluggish steps even more. Though the scar om your face had permanently disappeared, there was still blood covering your hands and coating locks of your (h/c) hair. You were a gruesome sight to behold.

Thankfully, it appeared to be the very early morning, the sun not yet peaking its head up from over the horizon. Only the birds were awake with you, as you hobbled through the forest, having to grasp onto nearby branches for support. A couple of your ribs were definitely broken, and you’d sprained your right ankle. Guess that meant no soccer for you. How the fuck would you explain this to Coach Lawrence ? And oh my god it’s a Monday today. You had school !

"Dude you literally just died and went to heaven calm down..." You grumbled to yourself, still in complete disbelief that you’d just died, kinda.

You could remember taking down Bellroc, the feeling of stalactites stabbing your body and a weight so crushing that it had cracked your body. Had you gone to the afterlife ? And now you were here, somehow having survived all of that. But they were all safe. Your friends, your family, they were safe.

But oh boy were you going to give them the worst tellinng off of their entitle lives when you found them. Jim and Toby wouldn’t know what hit them. Claire, you might go easy on because you felt considerable guilt for having flung her into a wall. God you hoped she was okay. And douxie....or rather Hisirdouxx ? What a weird name...

And the trolls. For fucks sake there are trolls now.

Luckily, the streets of Acrcadia were empty, minus the stray cat and occasional morning bird who’s sweets song made the journey back to your home a bit more bearable. Somehow you’d managed to stumble out of the forest, and found yourself on the familiar 3rd street where Mr. Benoit'ss cafe was.

The walk home should’ve taken ten minutes, but with your injuries it had taken considerably longer. There were tears running down your cheeks as you spied the familiar sight of your home. All your life you’d dreamed of escaping Arcadia, of leaving this house and never coming back. But now you couldn’t have felt happier to see it again, to be able to come back. You’d always wanted adventure, maybe you were getting it now.

As you walked up the porch steps you noticed the faint light coming from the living room mixed with hushed whispers and words that were too muffled for you to hear. But it had gone silent the moment you’d knocked on the door.

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"I’m so sorry Jim.." Claire whispered, rubbing her boyfriend back as they sat together on the sofa. She’d forced him to change out of his armour and back into his ordinary clothes once they’d come inside. Their friends were scattered around them, Toby was huddled up on the floor next to them, stroking Archie's fur as he glared at the floor. Brooding in the corner of the room, Douxie's face as shrouded with hatred and anger as his grasp on his wizards staff tightened every time he recalled the last moment he’d seen you.

"I love you too." He could hear you saying that, the words like a song stuck in his head. They went round and round like a merry-go-round.

What was worse though, were the audible sobs and gasps of pain that were coming from your mother, Barbara, as she broke down in Strickler's arms. The changeling had taught you for years and was disheartened to hear of one of his favourite students deaths, especially considering that you were Barbara's daughter. This would be a wound that the doctor couldn’t treat.

"I can’t believe she’s gone.." Jim barely recognised the sound of his own voice as he spoke, lips quivering as he tried to hold back another round of tears. His throat was dry and eyes sore, tinged red around the edges. The home was now a house full of broken people.

A rap at the door caught the rooms attention, everyone collectively sucking in a breath.

"Could be more trouble. Stay on guard." Douxie spoke, almost hoping for a fight. He meeeded someone to take his anger out on.

With a quiet whisper, Jim summoned his armour and sword, the familiar feeling of the cool metal setting him a little at ease. With Strickler and his mother at the back of the group, they proceeded to the front door, all armed and ready for a fight.

But their hostility dissipated at the sight of someone they were sure they’d never see again. There, drenched in blood and littered with cuts, stood the girl they’d all been mourning, her eyes widening at the sight of weapons being pointed towards her.

"Woah I die and come back to life and this is the greeting I get." You half heartedly joked, not quite sure how to greet them considering what had happened. Awkward and poorly timed humour was what you resorted to.

A stifled sob left your mothers lips as she stumbled forwards out of Stricklers grasp, and barrelled into you, not caring about the blood that now coated her white lab coat. A small smile lifted the corner of your lips as you hugged her back, more tears falling down your face as you clung to your mum. The two of you sobbed into each other.

As you peeked over her shoulder, you saw the stunned expressions of your friends and family, especially the tears that were flowing down Jim's face. Pulling back from your mum a little, you opened your arms up and Jim rushed into them. Though he was catching up to you in height, you were a tiny bit taller. The three of you hugged, crying and laughing at the impossibility of the situation.

"I cant believe it." Jim repeated again and again, unable to fathom that you were standing there with them. You were alive. Somehow you were still here with them.

A broken laugh left your lips at his words. You couldn’t believe it either, it seemed like a miracle but you knew better. This was thanks to one man, and you were sure he’d saved your life. Merlin.

"Y-you idiot ! How could you do something like that to me ? To Jim ? You are in so much trouble !" With amazing speed your mother did a whole 360, going from sobbing and incredibly happy, to sobbing and incredibly mad. She looked absolutely furious as she pulled away from you and took a step back.

Before you could protest she was pointing at your motorcycle, that was laying innocently in front of your house.

"No bike f-for at least a month ! And soccer ! no soccer a-and a-a.." she trailed off, her anger dying as quickly as it came before she snatched you up into another hug. "Don’t ever do that again." She whispered into your hair.

"I promise I won’t." You whispered back, grateful to just be able to hug your mum again.

After that you’d been tackled into a hug by Toby and Claire, who clutched to you with a lot of strength for two sixteen year olds. Though you were beyond grateful to be here with them and were flattered by their fear and worry for you, you were starting to get antsy. You had questions for them.

Firstly, how on earth did your mum know about this ? And everything that was going on ? You’d had a furious screaming match when your brother revealed to you that he and your mum had known the truth about your worlds for the last year, and had decided to hide it from you to keep you safe. The argument you’d had had shook the living room, and the other people there had sat awkwardly on the sofas and watched quietly.

Secondly, what was Strickler doing here ? You were very surprised to see your favourite history teacher at your home. You knew he and your mum were dating and were totally cool with that. Or well you were until they revealed that he was a changeling ? What the hell even was that ? You’d gone from furious, to threatening to kill Strcikler to calm and collected. Your emotions were taking a toll. Not to mention the exhaustion of surviving death,. Yet you weren’t sleepy. There wasn’t time for sleep now.

Somewhere between your fourth argument with Strickler, Douxie had decided to sneak out of your home. He was too conflicted at the moment To stay there any longer. Of course you’d noticed the wizard try and slink away, and so as you all started to calm down you deiced to follow him yourself.

You were yet to reunite with the man, and though he might be your enemy in some ways, the state of your relationship and been changed permanently forever. And you also had a message to give him from an old friend.

#douxie #dreamworks trolls #trollhunters #hisridoux casperan #toa hisirdoux #hisirdoux x reader #douxie x reader #wizards #trollhunters x reader #tales of Arcadia #tales of arcadia #x reader

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voidwardcn · 3 years

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@celestialspitfire; continued / diverted from [X]

Preachers sell vision, perfume ads, a desire or its facsimile; like jokes or war it’s all in the timing... what is a little, sloppy intercourse but another sale in the eyes of the voidwarden? Outside this little study and behind closed doors decorated with her wordly wealth, the physician sold many a remedy. Ezra and she did agree on one item though, that Noah was a stubborn odor to wash out of the carpet when all he did was stomp through these halls when necessity came calling.

Needling sensations prickle at her nape, making it a tinge uncomfortable holding this otherwordly gaze. “Right this way.” An excuse to avert eyes and body to the hallway was a most welcome one. The dull tapping of her cane echoing her stride along the runner covering the pale marble tiles. The prickling did not go away, in fact, it grew worse with the councilman at her back. His presence baring down on the small valrath like a blackened horizon even from a few strides behind. It reminded her of old days in the temples, the image of Rah all around and her father looming over her. Against the weight, her back stiffens and Illyana’s chin fights to stay high, each step forward hard won in order not to falter. Around them, as if sensing its master’s distress, the castle groans. Dust sifts from over head and the marble tiles vibrate the grout to powder.

That’s when the floor moved.

“Mind your step,” warned the voidwarden as the tiles in front of her suddenly collapsed, sinking suddenly below the floor line, molding themselves into a staircase descending into darkness. At the bottom, a faint green light beckons to them. Whispers coo in her ears, wrap themselves about her shoulders like a scarf on icy nights, old friends come to welcome her home. It made her skin crawl. By the time they reached the bottom, the sickly green light was pawing at them from around the singular door’s frame. Other than the iron handle and heavy wood, the door itself was rather unremarkable.

“Some indivduals find this room taxing to their sensibilities.” Her hand rests on the handle, her fingers barely fitting around the cold metal, “I’m sure you’re quite capable, but it would be very distressing if you were to become unfit, so please do not hesitate to alert me.”

There should have been a sound. A creak of the hinges, the grind of the wood scraping against the floor, the sigh of air escaping around the edges, but there’ wasn’t. It was as if something as snatched up the sounds, devouring them in the same breath as the pair pass over the threshold.

Stones, vivid and ghastly green as far as the eye can see, stretching impossible lengths beneath a blanket of starless night. Upon closer inspection, as they walked along the well-pressed gravel path, Ezra would see that these aren’t stones, not only that anyway, but flowers. Delicate stems, tangled and twisting, with bulbous, gem-like buds, dwarf cousins to the polished bulb sitting atop the valrath’s staff. Pulsing in tune to the others glittering from all sides. If the ethereal beauty did not stun Ezra, then the tiny wisps slithering among the roots and flower beds just might. When Illyana drew close, the specters, frail and reedy, toed the edge of the path, watching her with blank canvases that served as faces. However, when Ezra would walk by... gleaming rows of needle teeth would beam up at him, follow his every step, every breath, every flick of hair until he was long, long out of reach.

Illyana walked for a ways before she paused next to a particular path of blooms, this one was more snarled; like thickets in the deepest part of the forests where the sun rarely reaches, but its wisps were bigger. More plump. “This patch most closely resembles the description you gave,” a cant of her head locks her eye with his through black strands of hair, that coy smile still there, her heart racing, “do you sense anything?” palms sweating, “Feel anything?”

#celestialspitfire #v: modern #thread tag: pending #//this room is bad news for anyone other than her. If Ezra isn't affected she'll go to plan B #if he is affected... B)

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xxanimecoolgirlxx · 3 years

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Aight so Imma write for my ‘Unnaturals’ thing while I’ve got this concept in my head lol

Sunlight. At first Willow didn’t recognize the blinding light that made her cover her eyes with her hand. She hadn’t ever seen it before despite living on this earth for 17 years, at least in person. Those textbooks the scientists gave her hardly gave her the same idea of what the sun was, or what it felt like until she was walking into it.

Her feet stumbled their way across the pavement beneath her, sore and raw from running through thickened forests and paths of rock, soil and twigs the entire night. It was only now that their feet was on something remotely solid. Even then, she could tell that this was an fairly remote road. She only stayed just stable enough so that her siblings that held onto her hands didn’t tumble around as well.

Ansen, the second eldest sibling at 14, somewhat understood what this was but couldn’t see, yet he could feel it. The warmth. Something that the heating in the facility couldn’t measure up to. It was strange, foreign, yet somehow comforting.

Elodie, the youngest at 5, didn’t really understand the concept of a sun as she gazed up at the giant star in the sky but quickly turned her eyes when it started burning her eyes. The yellow giant in the sky slowly rose into the sky, the sky turning an orange hue that transitioned to a blue that seemed to fight off the night sky. Elodie pointed at it with her free hand, turning to face Willow.

“Is that..?” Elodie began. Willow finished her sentence as a wary smile came across her face

“Yes, that’s the sun.”

“It’s really really pretty. Those science people didn’t tell us it was this pretty. Just wait til we tell them!” Elodie said

“No.” Willow said “remember, we cant go back to tell them, we can’t go back there at all. Remember how mean they were? You wouldn’t want to go back there, would you?” Willow asked softly. Elodie quickly shook her head.

“I don’t ever wanna go back there ever ever ever ever!” Elodie said, her hand curling into a fist. They were always really mean to them and their friends. They did things to them that hurt, really really badly. They sometimes put machines on them and do.. what were they called.. ‘experiments’. They did so many things, Elodie didn’t want to remember them all.

Now that they could see clearly from the light of the sun, Elodie pointed to the figures of something up ahead. “What’s that?” She asked

Ansen nodded in agreement. He couldn’t see but his abilities let him sense his environment in ways no ordinary person could. He felt, something big, something massive approaching “Yeah, there’s something really big ahead. I think, there’s a lot of things going on over there too?” Ansen said. He didn’t know exactly what he was picking up however.

Willow looked over herself. As they got closer she could start making out things. Buildings, really really tall and large buildings, and a lot of them, as far as the eye could see and beyond. Actually now that she was actually looking, she noticed that there were signs close by them and around them

She didn’t know what they said, she didn’t know how to read. None of them did. But one of them featured what looked like a food item, some kind of weird, chunky looking sandwich. It looked like it was in reference of this.. what this called.. a city? She believed that was the correct word for this.

Whatever it was, Willow knew that they had to go there. If they kept being out in the open like this, they would be caught. If there’s other people over in this.. city, then they could blend in easily. Maybe even find somewhere for shelter from the now revealed freezing cold nights and the sharp sticks and stones that scattered the ground. She didn’t know how, but this had to be better than being nowhere.

There was then a loud beep by their side. Willow quickly turned her head her immediate right . A red car was right next to them. The driver rolled down the window. A concerned middle aged woman looked them over.

“What’re you three doing in the middle of the road? Are you three ok? You shouldn’t be just wandering the streets like this.” The woman glanced over at their attire

“Are those.. hospital gowns? Are you hurt? Did you wander off from the hospital?” She further questioned.

Willow looked down at her and her siblings clothes. Hospital? Hospital gowns? These are the clothes they had always worn, were they really dressed that badly. She would’ve assumed it would be their overall physical appearance that didn’t like right. Their dark skin was covered in dirt and scratches all over. her hair was nappy, tangled with bits of twigs sticking from it. Elodie’s braids were just barely holding on to any structure and Ansen was looking any better. She knew that they looked a bit of a mess but she didn’t really think it was that alarming. They’ve probably looked worse.

“Just stay right here, I’m calling CPS right away. They’ll come and bring you somewhere safe” the woman said, bringing out some weird rectangle like device.

The trio didn’t know what this ‘CPS’ was or what that meant, but they knew that whatever that was, they didn’t need them bringing them back to.. them.

Ansen acted first. Within a second, the woman’s phone was crushed by what seemed to be an invisible force. The woman didn’t even have time to question it as Ansen used his abilities to make the car the woman was in malfunction. It strained his mind to do it but he managed to shut down what he assumed to be the gears with his mind. A talent that the scientists had spent his whole life experimenting with his brain to achieve.

Without a second thought all three of them started running, ignoring the protests from the woman. They ran until the car was out of sight and then kept running. They ran until their feet started to blister again, until the adrenaline wore off, until they couldn’t bare run against the scorching heat of the pavement that absorbed the warmth from the sun.

By the time they managed to catch their breaths and look around, they had gotten significantly closer to the city. Now they could hear the blaring sound of cars honking, seeing more and more cars going down the road they were headed, all of different sizes and colors. They could hear hundreds, no thousands of voices chattering, to a pony where nothing was comprehensive. They could see so many buildings, establishments holding things that they didn’t yet know what they did.

It was overwhelming. Every new sound, every new sight. It was nearly too much. They wanted to run away but they knew that this was their best option. All of this chaos, who would ever find them? At least now there were other human beings, people that probably could fill them in on where the hell they were.

Willow took a breath, and with a firm hold on her younger siblings, walked into the blaring madness that was the city.

#original story #creative writing #OCs #original characters #original #yolo

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littlebigafterdark · 3 years

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patton's asthma attack and finally agreeing to try therapy

content warnings: hurt/comfort, detailed description of asthma attack, very brief mention of past eating disorder, crying (i always hav that tho)

i copy pasted this from mine and livs discord convo so thats why it might be formatted weird and i swear a lot also if you see "hhh yeah" then thats liv commenting hshshsh

patton has had a cough the past few days because BASICALY since priscilla (remys cat) visited hes been more breathless with his asthma but he didnt tell anyone bc he doesnt want to worry them or make it so vee never get to see priscilla again if she cant visit anymore

so his asthma is acting up but he ignores it - and hes had asthma cough for a couple days (which is a sign of an incoming asthma attack) but again hes ignoring it, hes so used to brushing off symptoms he doesnt click what it means and he diesn ttake his inhaler when he needs it

WAAAHH oh fuck oh my god oh god wait fuck i just realised

the moment patton gets his asthma attack its saturday afternoon, roman is little and playing with logan and vee isnt quite little yet but fae's on faer way there, fae is very giggly and playful and patton says "okay babygirl, lets go get you changed!"

and when he gets up from the couch he takes a moment to cough and just stand still a sec bc he got suddenly dizzy but he pushed through it to not worry vee, and he actually usually lifts her onto his hip straight away, but this time he very subtly is like "okay hold daddys hand while we walk to the stairs"

so they get to the stairs and patton of course lifts vee up, and theyre only a few steps up when pattons breathing gets really heavy. it makes vee frown and look at him and say "daddy am i heavy?"

and patton smiles and shakes his head, because hes too breathless to speak. but he pushes through and hurries up as fast as possible

once theyre at the top of the stairs, patton is wheezing. his chest is rattling and whistling and he suddenly loses his smile and quickly hurries away from the stairs to place vee gently on the hallway floor, and as soon as vee is safe patton wobbily sinks to his knees and leans his head against the wall. his eyes shut tight trying so so hard to breath but its realy whistly now

and vee of course panics. "dady? papa are you okay??" and whimpers when patton doesnt react and clutches at his chest

and it throws her out of her semi regression. she jumps up and hurries downstairs, a little wobbily but ultimately fine. and she speints to where logan and riman are and yells "daddys h havin a panic attack!" and instantly starts crying

logan and roman were in the middle of a game and smiling and laughing but as SOON as they hear that they jump into action. logan runs out of the room to go to patton and roman grows up and runs to vee and lifts her up to shush her cries and calm her down - they dont even share a single look before they do this, they both just instinctively know what to do

and logan of course finds patton and realises its an asthma attack not a panic attack - he goes into his emergency like emotionless mode where he just gets the job done. he asks clearly where patton keeps his inhaler and patton just shakes his head. so logan alarmed asks "you dont have a reliever inhaler??" and patton winces and shakes his head again.

logan sprints to his room into his bedside drawer to find tthe inhaler he keeps for emergencies double checking it hasnt expired

he sits with his legs around patton, patton leaned back agains his torso, and puffs pattons inhaler for him and times the attack and the puffs (knowing that if it isnt better after ten puffs and fifteen minutes they have to call an ambulance) and using his own deep breaths against pats back to help him recalibrate his breathing

luckily it only lasts 8 and a half minutes and 8 puffs - but logan is so so shaken about the fact that that was very close to requiring medical assistance, he had his ohone out ready to dial 911

once pattons attack is over he's finally breathing, short and deep at first gasping in the oxygen, but within a few more minutes of sitting against logan it slows down and is much calmer. hes very shaky because the reliever inhaler does that to you, and weak from the tax on his body, so logan helps him up into their nearest bedroom (pattons)

at first he calls roman to swap places with him and watch over patton hust so logan can change vee into a diaper since she regressed from fear as soon as roman picked her up and obv he cant change her diaper

so roman sits with patton while logan does that and roman is actually really quiet and awkward and nervous, just looking wide eyed at patton and hugging himself.

and patton feels bad abt that and whispers "its okay little prince, daddys not hurt. im sorry for scaring you, honey" and roman just chews his lip and nods and looks down and they dont talk again until logan is back and roman goes out to take care of vee and logan comes in to lie with patton and rub his chest soothingly

logan is distressed and frustrated and shaken at that point but he knows not to have their conversation until the next day bc patton will be emotionally and physically exhausted

but the next day they have a serious talk - logans pretty ANGRY that patton was so ignorant of his wellbeing that he didnt refill his inhaler, patton brushes it off but logan says its a good thing he secretly kept one for patton (bc he almost suspected this might happen)

it rly hits patton when logan tells him if he had needed anymore puffs than he took they wouldve had to phone an ambulance - like patton not wanting to worry his family by admitting his asthma was acting up backfired way more and has made them worry even more because he had a full attack that could have gone so much worse

the whole conversation is VERY stern and serious even at the start when patton smiles and chuckles and jokes and brushes it off logan just gets frustrated and upset. logan is SO angry literally he is glaring at patton when patton brushes it off and makes jokes abt it and he snaps.

logan actually very seriously tells patton this is self harm and patton goes WHAT nonono no its not i dont know why youre getting so worked up

and logan fucking SNAPS like "Youre not giving your body what it needs to survive because you dont think your worth that!! you're neglecting your basic needs to the point of needing urgent medical care, doesnt that sound familiar??? doesnt that sound like something we've both been through before???" clearly referencing his eating disorder

and pattons eyes go wide and he profusely apologises hes like im so sorry oh my gosh logan honey im sorry did i trigger you im sorry and logans just like STOP APOLOGISING this isnt about me its about you!

and he sso angry bc he thought they trusted each other but the fact that patton didnt tell him when he literally couldnt breathe is so scary to logan

but that is basically an argument bc logan was so fucking worried and devastated that patton has ignored his health to such an extent and vee gets nervous bc both her and roman can hear them yelling and she thinks the cgs will breakup bc they "had a fight"

but once theyre finished talking and vee shakily asks if theyre not gonna be a family anymore they'll of course comfort faer and talk abt it, its not a fight its a disagreement and mummys and daddys have those sometimes. theyre still a family and they still love each other very very much. they all soend their family day together as usual, though patton isnt as able to get up and play with roman understandably

also the fact this all comes around the same week patton and logan tell vee that janus wants to babysit, thats why patton has been absent from the blog recently i guess bc hes been keeping busy trying to work through his feelings of janus wanting to come in

hhh yeah... the way it lines up to patton's other insecurities abt janus coming into the family and it all just piles on too much all at once

so on monday morning logan goes with patton to get more inhalers and they actually stay out for while like they go to a forest or smth just to be alone and help patton recenter a little - he's always loved being in nature, it really brings him a lot of peace, being in nature is really the best way to keep patton grounded from his dissociation, thats why hes always gardening

and logan doesnt want to be angry at him and he knows patton needs support and comfort atm even is patton doesnt think he does so they have a calm day just being together and logan trying to remind patton that hes there for him

HHH stop bc they YEAH bc they kinda had a fight even though it did get 'resolved' but they needed to take time to reconnect their energies and like show each other (and specifically logan show patton) that their love is still secure and their friendship is still strong - just the quiet care of logan taking patton somewhere they can just be alone without responsibilities

secretly patton was rlly upset that logan got angry with him but he didnt show it but logan KNOWS him and he knows he needs to fix it with queality time (pats love lang) because pattons been alone a lot recently, its just been that he keeps busy and accidentaly distanced himself bc the others would all be busy and hanging out in some way and he fet a bit abandoned but yeah logan is dedicating the whole day to him

and patton does end up talking abt his inner turmoil a little but not until theyre like in the middle of the forest and hes a lot calmer and theres no one around, he just feels so much calmer and safer in nature to open up like that.

and this is when patton tells logan about his worries about janus becoming closer to vee, and how its lovely for them but what if it hurts vee, what if they dont get along, what if they DO get along and vee wants to move back with janus. Logan doesnt say anything to the worries, he knows patton just needs to blurt them out while he can, while it mixes with the sounds of nature.

then patton mentions quietly that dr picani phoned him a couple weeks ago and told him that he would like to offer patton a trial session of therapy - not with vee, just patton. logan very calmly asks if that sounds like sometnging that might be helpful for patton and patton just giggles nervously "um i dont know. Vee has therapy"

logan frowns. "yes she does. but that doesnt mean you cant have it too, if you would like it"

patton goes quiet and looks anxious, scratching at the moss on the log theyve sat down on. so logan takes his hand and looks very earnestly at him and says gently "i would like you to at least accept the trial session. It is your decision but... i think it might be worth a try"

patton nods a little, just looking at their intertwined fingers. and after a long silence where they can just hear the birds tweeting and the wind rustling the leaves and small animals scurrying along the grass, patton finally looks up at logan and breathes "i'll go to therapy"

and when patton says that out loud suddenly his eyes well up and he sees logan smile at him - a little sad and a lot proud - and feels his hand squeeze and the tears just dont stop coming and he hides his eyes but laughs nervously like haha dont know why im crying this is so silly! but logan doesnt say anything to it, he just pulls patton into his side and rests his head on pattons head...

and patton keeps trying to laugh and joke but its so choked and sad and nervous and wet and logan wraps his other arm around patton too and just grntly whispers "pumpkin, its okay if youre not happy right now."

and patton just starts sobbing into logans shoulder and logan holds him so tight as they sit on the log

patton cant cope with silence when its about him yknow, he couldnt handle logan not laughing or tutting at his jokes so he just kept joking until logan insisted its ok to be sad

so once they get home logan sits with pstton while he phones dr picani and books his first solo therapy session for friday morning

#papa patton #asthma attack tw #do not reblog #little big after dark concepts

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burying her head into his chest and clinging to the moment

Pairings: Geralt of Rivia x Jaskier, Yennefer x Triss Summary: Finally safe, Jaskier struggles at the thought of being reunited with Geralt and Yennefer, all the while recovering from the mental and physical trauma inflicted during his stay with Nilfgaard. Meanwhile, Geralt and Ciri deal with their guilt. Notes: mentions of injury, recovery, self-doubt, round-about mentions of rape (no vivid descriptions but it’s hinted that it happened) masterlist || part one || part two || part four

The first thing he noticed was the softness surrounding him, the comforting warmth so different to anything he had experienced the past couple of weeks. It felt like he was sinking into a marshmallow, his fragile body being supported by a cocoon of blankets.

‘I must be dead’ he figured, cracking one eye open, only to be greeted by a blurry image of a small girl sat in a chair by his bedside, hair silver as the moon.

“Melitele?”

His voice came out cracked and sore, and the bard winced at the harsh sound cutting through the once peaceful silence.

“You’re awake!” she said, rising up from her seat, "I’ll go and get Triss”

As the girl fleed from the room, her face finally registered with the bard.

“Oh fuck”

If the princess of Cintra was here, Geralt couldn’t be far behind.

“Nice to see you’re awake”

Jaskier turned to face the newcomer, a pretty woman with an even prettier smile. A few months ago he would’ve probably tried to flirt, but for now he just gave the woman a smile, nodding in greeting.

“You were in bad shape when you arrived here” the woman Triss said, dragging the sheet down and revealing his chest, “I managed to stop the internal bleeding but I used too much of my energy to get rid of the surface wounds. I could try and heal them today if you’d like?”

“Surface-” Jaskier cut himself off, scrambling to look at his hands, the image of his broken fingers still clear in his mind.

Sensing his panic, Triss moved slightly closer, “that was one of the first things we fixed. I was told it was important”

The bard sighed in relief, “Thank you”

Triss startled at the sound of his voice, narrowing her eyes in concern, “Did they harm your throat? I could try and fix that? I know your singing is important to you”

‘watch how he sings for me’

Jaskier winced, shakily raising a hand to touch his throat, nodding gently.

“Okay”

The sorceress smiled reassuringly, approaching the side of the bed, “may I?”

“Yes”

He closed his eyes as she reached towards him, her fingers skimming lightly along his adam’s apple, the tingling sensation of magic working around the ache until it had all-but disappeared.

“There” her voice seemed tight, though Jaskier chalked it up to magic-exhaustion.

“Thank you” he said, the words coming much easier now.

Triss just nodded, smile looking slightly more forced, “I’ll leave you be. I’m sure you’re hungry - Ciri will bring up lunch in a few minutes”

Jaskier just nodded once more, eyes trained on his fingers, watching as he flexed and moved the joints without pain, the relief still palpable in the air.

“How is he?”

"As I’ve told you every time, he’s fine. He will live”

Geralt sighed, relaxing back into his chair.

“I don't understand why you don't go and talk to him” Ciri frowned, “You saved him after all”

The Witcher just shook his head, glaring at the floor, “He wont want to see me. We didn't end things well”

Ciri huffed, making her distaste of the answer clear, before picking up the bowl of soup and heading for Jaskier’s room.

As soon as she left, Geralt redirecting his gaze back to Triss, “How is he really?”

“Physically, he’s fine, truly, but the rest is going to take time Geralt. He’s traumatised... I think they - his throat was bruised. Not from the outside but the inside. We’re dealing with more than just surface wounds here”

Geralt couldn't contain the growl that ripped from his chest, fists clenching.

“No need to growl at Triss” Yennefer said, breezing into the room and standing vigil behind the other woman, “We know the people that took Jaskier were piece of shits and they’re dead now. They cant hurt him anymore”

“But they did. Because of me”

“Don’t get big-headed Geralt, not everything in the world is about you. Nilfgaard are pieces of shit. This is what they do. Those people would’ve hurt someone, and Jaskier is good at getting himself in trouble”

“He sings about Witchers because of me -”

“And if he met Eskel first he would sing of Witchers because of Eskel, this is not your fault Geralt. So please stop your whining”

“I pushed him away”

Yennefer sighed, crossing her arms, “Yes you did do that. That is on you, but you would’ve split up eventually for winter and this would’ve happened anyway”

Lost for words, Geralt just nodded, averting his eyes back to the floor.

“He’s going to be alright” Triss added, voice soft, “He will, but at some point you’re going to have to let him know that he’s not alone”

With that, the two women left the room, leaving Geralt to his brooding thoughts, the guilt crashing over him in waves.

“Jaskier”

The bard jolted from his daze, sitting up straight, “Please not again!”

A shocked silence descended over the room as he regained his bearings, the past day returning to him, “Oh - oh your highness I apologise”

“No, it’s my fault” the girl said, moving closer, a tray held in her hand, “I shouldn’t have woken you like that.”

Jaskier shook his head, slowly pushing himself in to an upright position.

“I’ve brought you soup” Ciri smiled, placing the tray over his lap once he settled, “I helped make it this morning”

“Well then I’m sure it will be wonderful” Jaskier replied, his courtly charm re-emerging.

Ciri bounced happily on the balls of her feet, placing the water on the beside table, “Would you like to eat alone? I can stay if you want”

The bard smiled and gestured for her to sit down on the chair beside the be, glad for the company.

The two sat in companionable silence for roughly a minute before Ciri burst, the question spilling out of her mouth in a rush, “I think you may have played at my court a few years ago - I recognised your face in my dreams - did you play at my name day a few years ago?”

Setting down his spoon, Jaskier turned to the princess, “Yes I did, every year up until you turned 8. Calanthe decided she didn't want me returning so after that I wasn't invited back to court”

“Why? Did something happen?”

Jaskier sighed, accepting that his coup was going to have to wait for a bit, and placed the tray down on the bed beside him.

“You should know by now of your destiny”

“Being tied to Geralt? Yes. I found him a few weeks ago in the forest near Sodden”

‘So he's definitely here’ Jaskier thought anxiously, swallowing down the thoughts for now to continue with the line of questioning.

“Well I was there when he called for the Law of Surprise. Your mother, Pavetta, invited me back to your first name day celebration as a way of saying thank you. Though I think the invite was really meant for Geralt. So... I took it upon myself to check on you, only once a year, for as long as I could. By the time you were 8 I think that Calanthe was scared that I’d try and take you to Geralt behind her back - sneak you out of the castle somehow - and so she asked that I didn't come back”

Ciri nodded slowly, and Jaskier could practically see the wheels turning in her head. She eventually spoke, “So you knew my parents?”

“Oh, yes. They were lovely people, kind and fair.” Jaskier huffed a laugh as a reminiscent smile crossed his face, “I remember on your first name day they couldn't stop watching you, their love for you shining even brighter than that for each other. It was clear to everyone in that rom that you were a gift, Calanthe even let me play you some lullabies - and that woman never liked me playing anything but a jig.”

The bard was pulled out of his memories by a small sob to his left.

“Aw - no - Ciri come here” Jaskier cooed, opening his arms for the girl. She accepted the offer gladly, curling up in his embrace and placing her cheek against his chest.

“Do you think they’d be proud of me?”

Her voice was meek, mostly muffled against the now-damp fabric of his chemise. An ache radiated through his chest, the position reminding him of his younger sister back in Lettenhove.

“Oh, Cirilla, of course they would be. You’ve been so strong” he replied, stroking her hair gently, “You’ve done everything you were supposed to do, okay? You fought to keep yourself safe and you found Geralt”

“But all the people that have died -”

“That’s not your fault, you couldn’t have stopped Nilfgaard. A whole army against one person? In no world is that a fair fight”

“But you -”

“My kidnapping is not on you either” He said sternly, “I’m a bard, we know a lot of things. I likely would’ve been captured for information anyway, that’s the unfortunate way of the world. I can promise you that none of that is your fault”

Ciri hummed an affirmative noise, lifting her head from his chest, wiping her eyes, “I didn't mean to cry on you like that, I’m sorry”

Jaskier just smiled, “You cant be strong all the time, Ciri. Everyone cries, bottling it up can make things worse”

“I was always told to be strong. Grandmother - I need to be strong. I haven't seen Geralt cry”

Jaskier shifted slightly so that he was eye-level with the princess, “Crying doesn't make you weak, far from it in fact. But if you need to vent and don't want anyone else to see you can always come to me. Okay?”

Ciri nodded, though this time more self-assuredly, “Thank you Jaskier”

Smiling, Jaskier patted her shoulder amicably, “Right I should probably finish my soup. Why don't you fill me in on what I’ve missed in the world whilst I eat - has Valdo Marx died yet?”

“Who’s that?”

Jaskier chuckled, “We’re going to be very good friends, I can already tell”

Ciri flashed a grin, head tilting towards the door as her name was called from downstairs. Jaskier saw her hesitate, looking back a him.

“Go ahead. I’ll be fine”

“Okay, I’ll come back as soon as I can”

As the door closed behind her, Jaskier slumped, the façade of energy draining away almost instantly. He stared down at his hands, the fingers throbbing with a dull ache, barely holding back tears.

‘What worth is a bard if he cant play anymore?‘

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