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iiep-wop · 9 months

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Right first chapter for a hypothetical Jedtavius fanfic I might write, THIS CHAPTER IS VERY MUCH NOT EDITED YET I literally just finished writing it 😭 The premise is that Jed is in a shit ton of trouble and finds out that there is a way for it all to go away. It all requires the tablet.

Human AU where Octavius is Museum Curator and Jed is just some random guy in a heap of trouble.

Tw: slight mention of thought about su1cide

Anyway here it is, I really hope this makes sense 💀

(holy hell I only just found the read more bar thing, sorry it was talking up all of y'all's feed before 😭)

“OhShitOhShitOhShit”

This is all that went through Jedediah’s mind as he raced through crowded streets, the air thick with the stench of car fumes and suffocating summer heat. Looking round wildly, he ducked swiftly into an alley, hiding himself behind a dumpster. He only hoped he’d been quick enough to not be seen. Three large figures stormed past as he held his breath, waiting silently as the shouts of his pursuers melted away into the regular noise of the city. He hesitantly stood up, casting a glance around the hiding place, eyes quickly adjusting to the gloom of the dingy path.

You could hardly call it an alleyway; it was long, and you could probably fit a small truck in it if you tried. A large garage door sat on the opposite side from the dumpster, red paint cracked and peeling enough to show the rusted metal beneath it. Beside it, a small sign read: “Loading Bay entrance, please do not obstr-” in bold letters. The last few letters had been covered by a tattered sticker; colours faded and stained by time.

Now he had calmed down, Jed was curious. He’d not been paying attention to where he was going before, only running to where they weren’t. Cautiously peering round the corner, he was met with the entrance to the Natural History Museum. Or the stairs up to it at least.

God why was that building’s entrance so high up.

Stepping back into the ally, he raked his hand anxiously through his sandy hair as he thought of a plan. They weren’t ever going to stop looking for him, that was for sure. He just needed somewhere to hide for the day until he was sure they’d gone.

Then it hit him. There was no way that they’d think to look for him in the museum. Hell, there was no way he’d think to go in under any other circumstances.

Jedediah Smith was a man in debt.

It wasn’t his fault; he’d kept telling himself. He just happened to have gotten himself mixed up with the wrong people on the wrong day. And now he was certain they were going to kill him if they found him.

It also probably didn’t help that he thought he could fight his way out of paying the man in charge back.

At this point, he might as well disappear. No one would notice, it's not like he had anyone left to go to anymore. If it were possible, it’d be the only way he’d be able to save his own ass from the shit he’d gotten himself into.

Putting on his hoodie, Jed walked hastily into the museum, quickly checking to see if anyone was around. Seeing how empty it was, he relaxed, sauntering up to the reception with a relieved grin on his face.

A small woman sat at the desk, typing quickly into the computer, dark hair obscuring her face.

Jed slammed his hand dramatically onto the counter. “Mornin’ sugar”

The receptionist looked up, glaring at him through her hair.

“One ticket please.”, he continued, placing a handful of various pieces of change onto the desk.

She lifted an eyebrow, sighing as she counted the coins into the machine.

“Thank you for supporting-”

Jed had wandered off before she could say anything else.

Sidling around the museum, Jed mused at how empty the whole building was. He could understand why, the place was fuckin’ boring. Nothing really interested him, although it wasn’t like he was paying attention to any of the exhibits anyway.

Absentmindedly, he strode into a dimly lit room, large, display cases built into the walls. He stopped a moment, intrigued, peering down at the tiny scene in front of him. A small western town bustling with tiny, still, life. On the platform of the train station, a small figure stood, commanding a crowd of workers watching him from the opposite side of the tracks. A plastic hat sat jauntily on top of his head, obscuring his face from view, as he pointed at the rails.

“He seems to know what he’s doing,” Jed thought to himself amusedly “God I wish I was that put together.”

Suddenly, he heard a faint chuckle from the bench in the middle of the room.

“Enjoying the miniatures?”

Jedediah whipped his head around to see a man, not much older looking than him, sat calmly in the centre of the room. Notebook placed on the seat beside him.

God how long had he been there?

Jed turned around properly, quickly standing up straight and scowling.

“So what If I’m interested in ‘em?”

The man pushed his glasses up his nose in amusement, “I didn’t want to interrupt, but you did look like you were going to fall in.”

His voice was clear, resonant sounding and Jesus Christ, he was British.

“Yeah, thanks for tellin’ me.”

Turning back around, Jed rolled his eyes, silently mimicking what the man had said.

“The miniatures are new, you know. We got them in today.”

Why won’t he shut up? He just wanted to come in here to get away from the guys chasing him, not to be pestered by some curly haired, European prick.

Jed looked back at the man and smiled sarcastically. Or at least tried to. He’d never been great at getting the expression right.

“Look, I know you’re tryin’ to be friendly and all, but I’m kinda busy.”

He began to stare intently at the diorama again, he didn’t know why. He supposed that if he was gonna say he was busy he might as well look it.

Even if it was a bullshit attempt.

The man sighed and picked up his notebook, “Evidently.”

“What?”

“Well evidently you’re busy. Staring at the same miniature for ten minutes, god it must be such hard work.”

Now Jed was actually getting annoyed. The man had begun to scrawl into his notebook, hunched over slightly as he wrote. His slightly greying hair was neatly combed back, a few flyaway curls softly resting on his forehead. Almost cherub-like, in a way. If a cherub was some tall, British nuisance.

“Now who even are you? D’ you just come here to watch people wander round?”

“No?” the man said questioningly, looking up from the notepad “I work here.”

He gestured at the plastic name badge pinned wonkily to his jumper. Jed could barely make out what it said in the dim light, but it appeared to read “G. Octavius, Museum Curator”

“And? Still doesn’t make it any less weird.”

“For your information, I was in here first. I was sketching the diorama before you came and put your ass in the way.”

“Alright. I’ll leave if you tell me one other even vaguely interesting thing in this here building.” Jed stated defiantly, “Then I’ll get my ass out of the way of your drawing ‘o curator’.”

Octavius lifted an eyebrow, as if to say “you fucking idiot”, before lazily pointing his pencil down the hallway.

“Just down there, we’ve got the tablet of Ahkmenra. I’ve heard it’s got some pretty mystical properties.”

Jedediah frowned, raking his hand through his hair. The hell did he mean “I’ve heard”? If he was curator surely he’d know. He practically owned the fuckin’ thing anyway.

“Fine, I’ll go.” He drawled, rounding the corner “You can get your pretty little drawing done in peace princess.”

Octavius’ lip quirked into a charmed smile as Jed peered accusingly back round the corner. How long would he have to spend hiding in this godforsaken museum with this man before he could be sure it was safe outside.

And now, he’d been kicked out of the most interesting room in the building, to go and see some- tablet.

The room holding the tablet had a strange air about it, it was long, the path down the middle guarded by four dark jackal statues. Jed stuffed his hands into his pockets as he walked, feeling a strong sense of unnerve as he approached the coffin and tablet at the far end.

Small spotlights shone on the shining tablet, illuminating the intricate carvings etched into the gold. As much as Jed hated to admit it, Octavius was right, it was pretty fuckin’ interesting.

Nine individual squares were indented into the metal, seemingly on a rotating system, each one bearing a symbol Jed didn’t understand. There was something alluring about it, calling him to reach out and just touch it. Even for a second.

He froze, hand mere inches away from the smooth gold. Even if he did hate this place, he wasn’t just going to touch some ancient artefact. Who knows what kind of security they’d have on it.

His eyes were then drawn to the plaque besides it. He thought as he read. Something weird was happening to him, he’d never enjoyed places like this. They bored him. So why was he so interested all of a sudden.

The words “make various objects or people disappear” hit him flat in the face as he read absentmindedly.

He’d been hoping to disappear since he got caught up in all of this debt business. Wouldn’t it all just be better if he didn’t exist anymore? Jedediah had been thinking of various ways to do it, but none of it was really... disappearing. Was it? Besides, he still had so much to live for. Or that’s what he’d been repeating to himself.

He was in so much debt it would make a banker cry, had a sub- par job which he was on the cusp of losing and lived in a shitty flat with no more family to crawl back home to. It all sounded like not alot to live for really. The idea of disappearing that this plaque had proposed to him made everything sound so simple.

Blinking a few times, he snapped out of the trance he had sent himself into. Was he really going to believe some plaque in a boring old museum that told him he could disappear?

But the idea had settled uncomfortably in his mind now. He was right there, he could take the tablet and make himself disappear with it. It would make everything so easy wouldn’t it?

With that, he made his plan.

He would find somewhere to hide once the museum closed, and then, before anyone noticed anything suspicious, he’d make it all go away. Press the buttons on the tablet or some shit, and then he’d vanish.

If he had been thinking straight, he would have realised the flaws in this plan. But the idea had set itself into his mind. The tablet was calling out desperately to him and the only way he could stop it was by doing what it wanted him to do.

Disappearing. Simple enough.

Jedediah kept an eye out for good spots to hide in throughout the next few hours, all the while trying to avoid Octavius and his damned smile.

The night guard whistled cheerily as he did his pre - lock up round, barely taking the time to check for people as he dragged a long grey duffle bag behind him. Jed watched silently from a concealed corner under a flight of stairs, hoping desperately not to be found.

The call of the tablet had begun to wear off, doubt beginning to spread through his mind again. Why the hell was he following the imaginary orders of some tablet? He was going mad, he was sure of it. However, it was too late for any second guessing. It was now or never.

The warm glow of sunset seeped through the narrow windows in the tablet room as Jedediah entered, bathing the jackals in orange light. He slowly approached the tablet, gingerly reaching out for it as the sunset deepened. Gently, he pulled it off the wall, sinking down onto the floor with his back pressed against the glass of the sarcophagus. Jed sat silently for a moment.

How the hell was he supposed to do this? Why the hell did he do this?

Quiet footsteps began to echo through the halls again, startling him. He needed to figure out how this worked now.

As the footsteps neared, the tablet began to glow dimly in the now darkened room. Jed’s eyes widened in fear. He was going to be found out. Why the hell was this blasted thing glowing, and why now of all times!

Step, step, step.

The footsteps sounded like they were outside the door of the room. They were.

The light emanating from the tablet was now more of a shine than a faint glow, illuminating his face as he looked up guiltily at the man in the doorway.

“What the FUCK are you doing?”

It was Octavius, his eyes were wild and furious, glasses clenched in one hand, a long tan coat in the other.

Dropping the coat, he ran over, grabbing the other end of the tablet from Jedediah.

“You don’t understand! It was callin’ for me!”

“I know I said it was interesting but this is too far sir!” Octavius grit his teeth, features sharp and angry in the bright glow of the tablet.

Jedediah tried to move his hands further up the tablet in order to snatch it back, fingers scrabbling on the edges of the individual squares in order to gain traction.

The tablet glowed brighter as his hand reached the central square, every segment shining like a floodlight into their eyes, blinding them.

Octavius threw himself backwards in shock from the light, covering his eyes as the tablet clattered to the floor.

The world went far too bright for a moment, every colour fading into pure, blinding, nothingness.

And then it all went black.

#i know Octavius isn't British but Steve Coogan is and so I've made the character Italian but raised in England #also I'm British not American so theres probably some shit I've gotten wrong like measurements or something #i would have made it set in England but yknow the museum's American 💀#night at the museum #natm octavius #natm jedediah #natm jedtavius #jedtavius fanfic #natm fandom #pls give me feedback 😭

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mydeadmanstale · 2 years

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We’ll meet again Au //Jedtavius

Jedtavius au where its a sort of soulmate au. In this au the museum never existed and its two separate stories of them finding each other in their own worlds. They’re naturally drawn to each other by certain forces.

Octavius’ story is almost a retelling of Pygmalion. Octavius carves a statue of a beautiful man to rewrite the standards of perfection. That a man can be covered in scars, have shaggy hair and stubble and still be beautiful. That a taller than average, lighter skinned man with a broken crooked nose can be as beautiful as an emperor. He title’s the statue Jedediah Servius and it was an instant favorite to all. He finds the sculpture extremely attractive and falls in love. One night as Octavius was bringing his statue to a local museum owned by Lunius Mcphee he takes the statue past a tablet which turns the statue human.

Then they break gender norms or something idk I haven’t thought that far

But Jedediah’s world is an actual original idea.

One day as Jed is leaving a bar ready to continue leading the railway workers he sees a wanted poster for Gainus Octavius, wanted dead or alive. Jedediah says screw it and takes off to find this criminal and bring them in for the reward. Jedediah gets intell from a local sherrif; Lawrence Daley that Octavius is planning on stealing a gold tablet from a friend of his. Jedediah makes haste and meets the criminal while trying to stop him from stealing the tablet.

Yet again do not know where to go with this au but I am going to be doing some drawings for it.

#natm #night at the museum #natm octavius #natm jedediah #natm jedtavius #jedtavius #soulmate au #jedtaviuswe’llmeetagainau

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k-chips · 3 years

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Young human au Jedtavius because I really love them and Night at the Museum is my comfort movie 🥺😤

I really have to thank the Loki series for bringing me back to the Night at the museum fandom 😅🥺

#jedtavius #jedediah #octavius #natm #night at the museum #natm jedediah #natm octavius #my two favorite redxblue gays #this is totally self indulgent #soft sketch for the soul #my art #human au #watch me drawing them only in human version ‘cause I can’t draw their normal outfits

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hamarhemmo · 3 years

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[In the gang's groupchat]

Octavius: WHO is going to have a subtextually homoerotic swordfight with me that stems from our major unresolved sexual tension?!

Jedediah: The World Health Organization is going to do WHAT??

#human au #i guess #natm #night at the museum #jedediah #octavius #jedtavius #incorrect jedtavius quotes #incorrect night at the museum quotes #incorrect natm quotes #incorrect quotes #octavius and jedediah #jedediah and octavius #octavius x jedediah #jedediah x octavius

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maniaemagna · 4 years

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The Rescue

(A human AU)

“Hello! I would like to order.”

Just like always his shift was a few minutes away from ending when Octavius would annoy him with a special tea order. Jed always reminded himself on these occasions that this job was just temporary until he could figure out a career.

Octavius would always remind him on these occasions that he was a customer and the owner of a nearby business that deserved respect even if he liked to make extra fussy orders.

Once the order was made Jed would clock off and go outback to fume at the cardboard boxes that needed to be broken down for recycling. Kicking one at a wall turned out to be a mistake because it hit the back door of Octavius’s antique shop instead. The man himself appearing with the accursed drink in hand.

“I don’t suppose you have a valid reason for knocking up my door with rubbish.”

Glaring Jed tried not to growl, “Ya know why I’m lettin’ out some steam!”

“I am a customer...”

“That doesn’t mean I’m allowed the few minutes overtime.”

Octavius was obviously about the argue the point when the branch of a tree of the few left to grow in the less then ideal environment of concrete and asphalt rustled violently. Both men turned in time to see two grey squirrels chasing a smaller of their kind. Occasionally the larger squirrels would catch up only to savage the smaller one’s leg or grab hold of it’s tail. this didn’t last for too long as the smaller squirrel eventually climbed out on a thin branch to escape only to be knocked off by the larger of it’s attackers. Falling to the ground both men gasped in alarm.

Both men rushed forward to see if the squirrel was okay. The small creature laid there breathing hard as they watched him carefully. Without hesitation Jedediah picked up the squirrel that didn’t fight.

“He didn’t try to escape. That is not a good sign if he won’t flee a human.” Octavius said with concern etched on his face. He hadn’t even noticed he had dropped his tea.

Shaking his head Jedediah added, “Look at him. He’s thinner then a post and he was runnin’ lopsided. This boy ain’t well.”

Standing the blonde stood and picked up a small box with his free hand to place the squirrel in when the other man’s voice called out.

“Wait.” Pulling off his work shirt Octavius placed it inside the box as bedding. Luckily Octavius also wore a undershirt and the day was warmer than usual for January.

Turning away to hide the redness that creeped up at the surprise and expection of Octavius being shirtless Jed rushed to his car with ther man just a few steps behind. He tried to pretend he didn't notice Octavius had gotten passenger side seat in when the doors unlocked the car doors. Passing the card board box containing the squirrel to the older man he started the car heading to the only vet he knew in town.

"Where are we going?" Asked Octavius, his voice still concerned.

"A vet I sorta know... Uh... They own the vet clinic but they don't run vet clinic. Actually they aren't vets but the vets runnin' the clinic are vets." For some reason Jed was babbling.

Arching an eyebrow Octavius let the nervous response go.

_________ 3 Hours later... _________

After talking to the owners to the clinic they were given a free visit to the clinic and priority.

By the time both men left it was after sunset and the verdict was final.

The poor squirrel had a compromised balance due to an old injury. He was not likely to be able to return to the wild. The squirrel would recover but would need to stay at the clinic for a few days after which he would...

Octavius blurted out, "He can stay with me." Before more could be said he had agreed to adopt the wild animal once released by the vet.

Now outside after all the turmoil Jed was gazing at the brunette skeptically, "You ain't no wildlife expert."

"Neither are you."

"Still your goin' ta need help."

"I do-"

"He'll need alot of attention until he won't need a babysitter."

Octavius was quiet for a few minutes. He didn't meet Jed's gaze until he was in the car.

"The tea was a test."

"What...?"

"I-I was thinking of hiring you. I need someone to help with moving and repair of the larger antiques."

Gaping at Octavius like a goldfish it took a moment to respond.

"You want to hire me...?"

"Still do. It would make caring for our new friend easier..."

"You're on."

"You want to work for me...?"

"Yes."

"Great!" Octavius said with enthusiasm before toning it down, "That would be great."

"Now let's get ya back ta your own car."

When they returned they shook hands on it and luckily no one noticed that the shop was left unattended and unlocked.

Jed would tease him about it for the years to come with a squirrel scurrying around his shoulders.

THE END

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Notes: I have heard “knocking up” used as term on British television. I use it at work.

I based the story off of two separate animal rescue stories.

The story was abit rushed because I was trying to finish 12/31/2019 but finished it 1/1/2020 because I haven't written even a short story in a long time.

I also considered a animal rescue au where Rexy is a dog rescued by Larry and Ahkmenrah.

#jedtavius #natm #night at the museum #octavius #jedediah #human au #animal rescue au

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bearsinpotatosacks · 5 years

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NATM- Human AU Headcanons

Some things I’ve been cooking up in my noggin (Translation: Some things that have been progressing in my mind). Features Jedtavius, TabletGuardians and TeddyxSacajawea

Enjoy!

Larry is a single father who works at a Library with Teddy and Sac, he specialises in History books, Teddy specialises in Survival and Action books and Sacajawea specialises in Fantasy and Cultural Books

Ahkmenrah, Jed and Octavius are all history majors in college with Rexy (who’s an American Pitbull Terrier)

Attila is a recent College Graduate who works as a security guard at a club nearby and he always goes into Larry’s library to learn about American culture

Lancelot is studying law and everyone assumes he’s Ahkmenrah’s boyfriend because he spends all his spare time (away from the gym, sports and lectures) with Ahk

Ahkmenrah has a YouTube channel where he does beauty videos, reaction videos and pranks, Jed and Octavius often feature (they help in the pranks but are often in the background of the other vids)

Octavius, Ahk and Attila are the types of young adults who are obsessed with Starbucks drinks

Lancelot and Jed just don’t get the obsession

The college gang meet Attila in the library one day and they recognise him from the club he works at (that they sometimes go to)

This is how they meet Larry who is new to the library team, cause we all know that Teddy doesn’t make them pay their late book fees guys but Sac takes a little more convincing

Kahmunrah was sent to prison after he revealed he was part of gang and that he tried to kill Ahkmenrah

Merenkahre and Shepseheret are famous archeologists who were sl passionate about the history of their country that they actually taught their children (well Ahkmenrah) how to read hyroglyphics amongst other languages

Ahkmenrah had Audrey Hepburn sunglasses and gets his nails done to look fabulous!

One day he’s got a multicoloured bomber jacket on, a red t-shirt, skinny jeans, expensive shoes, his sunglasses and nails and makeup to match

He’s drinking his lunchtime Starbucks in the Park when he sees Larry and hands Octavius his drink while saying “Hold my drink, I’m going in!” Only to try and flirt while sending Larry seductive looks over his sunglasses

This is all set in Manhattan still and Nicky is the same age as he is in the first 2

Jed is from Utah and it took him a long time to adjust to him being gay whereas Octavius was born in England (to Italian parents from Rome) and moved to America for college and was pretty okay with his sexuality when he slowly realised

Both Jed and Octavius were picked on at school and college for having ‘weird’ fashion senses but they defended each other

They were originally rivals because the sports they took part in were rivals even though they’re in the same college

Eventually, the gang become really close and start to use the library as their hangout spot and they’re all featured in Ahk’s YouTube videos

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gaygh0stt · 3 years

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I'm trying to get my shit together, so here's a list of the fics I want to have at least started by the end of the year:

Lokius

TVA Fugitives/Fix-it fic for last half of Loki, multi ch, we completely ignore canon because i can do what i want

Office romcom, canon TVA setting but i ignore everything bad and turn it into a sitcom, 5+1, side sylb15, multi ch

Apocalypse fic, dark and angsty and bittersweet, major character death (for both of them), longer oneshot, idk why I'm so attached to writing this because it is pain

Coffeeshop au, sorta crack, Mobius is a single father and high school teacher and Loki is the grumpy but cute barista and he gets coffee from every morning, side Sylvie/Valkyrie and Thorbruce, v gay and v gender, multi ch (my favorite and probably longest fic idea🥺)

at least 3 other oneshots that i don't want to give away :)

maybe a Jotun Loki smut fic ...

Jedtavius

Smut fic I've been working on 😳

Fluffy oneshot that i don't really have a plan for yet but🥺

Human AU time travel fic... I'll let y'all interpret that how you please, multi ch

probably some more smut because i have a lot of ideas now....and more oneshots...i don't have a lot of concrete ideas but i have a lot feelings and want to write for them❤️

Misc Ships/Fics that I might not get to this year

Finally write the sequel to 'and so they fall' as well as maybe some other oneshots

Curtwen soulmate AU

Sambucky oneshot (there was only one bed with a dash of touch starvation for flavor)

Carol/Maria parenting fic because i love kid fics and i love them and Monica🥺

Sambucky undercover/fake dating because this is one of my favorite tropes of all time and it's what they deserve 😌

Lokius fic where Mobius is stuck in a timeloop (based on an early fan theory i saw in some article smsms)

I'm trying to force myself to actually work on writing so hopefully posting about my fic plans will motivate me, who knows if it actually will tho dkssksk

(i start my senior year in like 20 days so this might be a bit ambitious but i don't care i love torturing myself and feeling unreasonably guilty)

#lokius #loki #time husbands #wowki #loki series #jedtavius #jedediah and octavius #natm #night at the museum #sambucky #winterfalcon #carolmaria #curtwen #saf #spies are forever #fanfic #writing #ao3 #fanfiction

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sweetcookie500 · 1 year

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AHHHHHHHHHHH NEW CHAPTER TIME!

The Dinner Arc is finally underway! My holiday gift to you all if you will.

Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas to all! No matter what holiday you celebrate, I wish for all the happiness and love in the world for all of you :D

#jedtavius #The Cowboy and the Teacher AU #Jedtavius The Cowboy and The Teacher #natm au #jedtavius human au #natm jedtavius #my fics #jedediah x octavius #natm jedediah #natm octavius #Night at the Museum #happy holidays!

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cryptidtumbleweed · 2 years

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Tumble’s soulmate heartbreak concept!

So this has been sitting in my files for months now. All I remember from why I came up with this is that it was for a Jedtavius soulmate AU - that never ended up happening.

I don’t know what to do with it, or if I’ll ever even use it – so, I’m sharing it! Feel free to use this lil creation of mine – or ask questions about it, if something isn’t clear :)

Constructive criticism is also welcome, as this is the first “sickness” I’ve made up for creative purposes

Soulmate heartbreak

Heartbreak: a condition that is caused by being rejected by one's soulmate. The severity varies, depending on the type of rejection. The worse the rejection/breakup, the worse the heartbreak.

Heartbreak is usually dangerous and can be fatal, but milder cases occur when the breakup/rejection is smooth and both parties are in understanding.

Symptoms:

Heartbreak starts with a quick decline of mental health, depression is usually present and noticeable after a week or so – though it can take up to a month.

The victim will shut down, refusing to take care of themselves and essentially become bedridden. Chest pains are present from the very start and will gradually grow worse as the heartbreak worsens. After this, they will start having on and off fever, that will gradually become worse, rise higher and last longer. The victim will often refuse to eat and drink, has night terrors and as it worsens, starts having feverish dreams about their soulmate. They will often feel too hot and cold at the same time, struggle to stay still as the chest pains grow worse and in the most extreme cases struggle with breathing. Without treatment, these symptoms will most likely last a lifetime or only worsen.

In worse cases, the victim might lose touch with reality and struggle recognizing people around them, even close friends and family.

Death through heartbreak:

The most severe cases of heartbreak will end with the victim dying. Their fever will rise and their night terrors and touch on reality will worsen suddenly, often just overnight. In most cases they will have hallucinations of their soulmate and mumble about them - if they still have enough strength to do so. Their chest pains will be severe and often just moving them will cause agony.

At this point, it's often too late to save them. They will pass away, most likely in pain and delirious.

Sometimes victims also die of starvation or dehydration after failing to take care of themselves.

Possibilities on recovery:

Healing heartbreak is possible, but doesn't happen often – mostly due to the victim refusing to get help, as they feel like it won’t end the grief. The victim can mend their heart on their own, through a lot of therapy and the process often includes removing their soulmate mark (which in turn would remove any feelings of love and attraction they have towards their soulmate). Most refuse this, as they cling on to the hope that their soulmate will love them back eventually.

Their soulmate can also help them mend their condition, if they change their mind on the rejection. This process is slow and requires a lot of effort and dedication. Both parties have to be willing to give each other a chance, recreating the connection between soulmates. They would have to spend time together and be open about their feelings towards each other. The love and bond between them will slowly mend heartbreak - the process often takes up to six months.

In cases where the soulmate of the victim still doesn’t return their feelings, it is best for them to stay apart and end any contact – as their presence might risk a relapse for the recovered victim.

Affects on the soulmate:

Heartbreak can be two sided. Sometimes, the person who rejected the other can feel chest pains and their overall mood will decline noticeably, making them more aggressive and frustrated. They might have occasional nightmares and be more paranoid. This ends once the heartbreak is healed or the other member passes.

Note - it is extremely rare for the heartbreak to be nearly as bad for the one who ended the relationship/rejected their soulmate, but it is possible: if they were to regret their actions but not try to reach out to their soulmate, there is a chance that they will slowly begin to go through the same symptoms. This will be a far slower process for them as they are not the one who got rejected.

#writing #au #au concept #jedtavius #Jedtavius au #Jedtavius au concept #soulmate au #fanfiction #fanfic concept #Past me had some wild ideas for fanfics #This was most likely made for a human Jedtavius AU #So I'd say that the speed it'd affect miniatures would be much faster #Like just a few days for the first symptoms to be clear #But idk #this is why I shouldn't be allowed to create things I just come up with ways to emotionally torture characters #things that Tumble probably created in the dead of night #I seriously remember nothing from creating this #why is it written like an actual medical journal wtf #also how wonderfully lazy of me to just call it heartbreak #need to work on that #the possibilities of angsty soulmate stories tho...#I'm pretty sure I also had some vague idea of how this would work with poly relationships #Again: past me what the fuck how and why did you come up with this

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