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thedemoninme141 · 9 months

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Blade Of Miquella Chapter 7: Waiting for Woe To Wake Up.

Summary: Wednesday waits for you to wake up as she plans to torture you with love. Warnings: EmotionallyAfraidWednesday! EmotionallyConfusedWednesday! ANGST! Previous Chapter 👉 HERE Blade Of Miquella Chapter List 👉Here Wednesday Addams loved solving mysteries, That's what kept her from escaping away from Nevermore in the first place, The more unexplainable things are the more they attracted her. Yet, she couldn't help but feel regret for choosing the insignificant mystery of the hyde over an ancient unsolved myth of a goddess of rott. She wished she had devoted more time to you, showering you with the love and attention you deserved. Perhaps, if she had done so, it might have prevented you from teetering on the edge, from becoming entangled with the enigmatic entity known as "Malenia." The haunting thought of nearly losing you haunted her relentlessly.

But fate had a way of delivering unexpected twists, and you defied death itself to return to her. The mere idea of being reunited with you should have filled her heart with unbridled joy. Yet, as she sat vigilantly beside you in the hospital, waiting for you to awaken from your two-day slumber, her heart was fraught with trepidation. She was uncertain of what lay ahead once you opened your eyes, unsure of how you would receive her, and what your feelings for her might be.

In that moment of uncertainty, she allowed herself to indulge in a moment of vulnerability. She admitted to herself that she deeply desired your acceptance, your understanding. She was ready to bear her soul to you, to reveal the depths of her feelings. She was ready to feel the torture of love, only if you feel it with her. If you were to embrace her, to return the love she had for you, she knew she would follow you to the ends of the earth, even into the darkest realms of the unknown.

Her dark eyes gazed at your still form, her fingers gently entwined with yours, hoping for any sign that you were about to awaken. She could feel the tumultuous emotions swirling within her, an entanglement of hope and fear, longing and uncertainty. The journey of love was never without its trials, but for Wednesday, the risk was worth it.

"Wednesday." She heard Enid's voice, she quickly removed her hand away from you.

"Enid," Wednesday replied, her voice an icy facade, attempting to conceal the tempest of emotions raging within her.

Enid let out a weary sigh, the concern evident in her eyes. She knew Wednesday better than anyone, the depths of her heart and the fortress of her emotions. They were best friends, after all.

"I'm here for you, no matter what. You don't have to bear this burden alone." Enid said gently, her voice laced with compassion.

Wednesday remained resolute, her walls fortified, unwilling to reveal her vulnerability to anyone else. The only person who had the privilege of witnessing her innermost emotions lay unconscious before her.

Enid reached out and touched Wednesday's shoulder gently, offering comfort and solace. But Wednesday couldn't find the words to express the pain and turmoil in her heart. She simply shook her head, unable to share the depth of her emotions, even with her closest confidante. In that moment, Wednesday's gaze never left you. She longed for the day you would wake up, to see those mesmerizing eyes once again, to feel the warmth of your touch, and to know that you were truly there with her. Until then, she would bear the weight of her emotions in silence, for you were the one who held the key to her heart.

"Wednesday, Principle Weems is waiting..." Enid informed her.

Right, she needed to talk to Weems, without killing her.

The way Wednesday clutched her hands hearing Weems's name scared Enid. She knew Wednesday carried multiple knives with her, it's on Weems how many she can dodge.

As they walk through the hall Enid had to at least try,

"Look, I know you are probably thinking about a million ways to murder Principle Weems right now. But look at it from her point of view, if she hadn't done it, the whole humanity would've been wiped out of existence. We all would've been dead."

Wednesday didn't reply. But she knew, it would've been worth it, your life was worth more to her than the whole world's.

"I will just talk to her." I will just kill her.

"Just don't do anything to make it any worse Wednesday." Enid sighed as they get in the elevator.

When they reached Weems's car, Weems standing leaning on the car, Wednesday noticed the dark circles under her eyes.

"You look more of a corpse than usual Miss Addams." Weems remarked.

"I could say the same to you." Wednesday retorted.

"I have trouble sleeping, how about you? When was the last time you ate?" Weems asked,

"Small talks aren't a thing for me, let us just get straight to the point. I need you to tell me everything about her.. and HER."

Weems sighed.

"Okay, let's talk somewhere private, I do need a coffee."

Now, Wednesday sat across from Weems, with Enid by her side, at the Weathervane Café. The place was less crowded ever since word got out about one of its workers being a murderous monster. Tyler's position was taken by another girl now who took their orders.

"Y/n is an amazing girl. Maybe the most amazing person I've known in my life, Her life wasn't easy on her, ripped from her childhood, from her family, Her scarlet rott is an ancient curse, an ancient being bound inside her, she had nightmares about that being destroying millions of lives, Malenia, eating her away from the inside, yet she didn't give up. Her brother didn't give up"

"Her brother?" Wednesday asked, intrigued to hear you still have someone.

"Yes, John. Her only family. He's a brave and kind man, dedicating his life to finding a cure for his sister. He is... probably dead," Weems sighed, her voice tinged with sorrow. "I couldn't find much about his death, only that he perished while attempting to destroy a thing that could kill the goddess of rott, along with its host... the very thing I used to..."

Weems's voice trailed off as she looked down, burdened by guilt. She recounted being sent an unalloyed gold needle, broken, along with a letter that gave instructions on how to turn it into a bullet.

"The bullet you used to kill her," Wednesday stated coldly.

"I... I am so sorry. I..." Weems apologized, her remorse palpable.

"Save your apology for her, not me," Wednesday interrupted, her gaze unwavering.

"So did it kill her? whoever that destructive being was that you guys saw." Enid asked trying to calm things down.

"I don't think so. It might still be inside her. We won't know until she wakes up," Weems admitted with uncertainty.

Wednesday lowered her gaze, your existence remained a profound mystery, and that only served to heighten her fascination and attraction to you.

Two more agonizing days had passed, and you remained in a slumber, unresponsive to the world around you. Wednesday was so consumed by worry that she would have made the hospital her permanent residence if Principle Weems hadn't pressured her and offered her a ride from school to the hospital every day so she won't miss her classes.

In botany, as the new annoying teacher Miss Selen was introducing herself to the students, she saw your empty seat beside... Xavier... He was finally back. Good maybe... this might be her chance to know more about you.

Xavier was busy making another perfect art of you, protecting the school against Crackstone when Wednesday entered his art shack.

"I hope you didn't bring a squad of cops this time, Wednesday," he teased, turning around to face her.

Wednesday glanced at the half-finished painting, acknowledging Xavier's undeniable talent. "As someone who claims to be her best friend, you didn't seem to visit her to check on her welfare," she remarked, her tone serious.

"I was busy with paperwork to get out of my first 'Jail vacation,' And I was also trying to contact someone," Xavier explained.

"Who?" Wednesday inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Xavier let out a small laugh.

"Look, when I was in the cell... I said a lot of things... I guess I am sorry."

Wednesday nodded, accepting his apology silently.

"Really? No "I am sorry too for framing you Xavier." ?" Xavier smiled. Wednesday truly was one of a kind.

"Anyway, I am planning to visit her today. Since you've made it your routine to be with her every day, would you mind if I join you today? You can have her all to yourself for the rest of the week," Xavier asked.

"I could tolerate you for her sake," Wednesday replied, rolling her eyes.

"Great then, I already talked to Weems. She is waiting for us."

As they walked to Weems's office, Wednesday finally gathered her courage to ask...

"I know that Y/n deserves better.. better than what I can be, But I want to be better than myself for her." Does that even make sense? You are really making Wednesday incoherent. Xavier smiled and Wednesday wished she could wipe that smile off with her medieval knife. But she didn't as she need him for now.

"Okay, then be better for her. If she accepts you, what's the problem?" Xavier offered supportively.

Wednesday looked away from Xavier, the floor was much more interesting.

Wednesday looked away, finding the floor far more interesting at that moment. "I didn't pay much attention to her likes and behavior when we used to spend time together. I don't want to do anything wrong if she accepts me. I don't want to risk it as I already hurt her enough."

"White roses, she loves white roses. Black with two sugars, her favourite coffee. Waffles, she could kill for waffles. She loves chocolates more than a 5-year-old does. She doesn't like any alcohol as she hates losing control of her body YOU KNOW WHY. She hates hot places but still loves the sun. She also loves cleaning her room, I never found a single dust in her room."

Wednesday gave him a strange look, and he quickly clarified, "Before you ask, no, I was only there as a friend to help her decipher that weird book... shit, I shouldn't have mentioned that book."

"Don't worry, I won't go through her things till she wakes up and gives me permission, I will respect her privacy," Wednesday reassured.

"Wait... Wednesday Addams choosing to wait for someone's permission before digging up information? The world really did almost got destroyed by flowers," Xavier joked, but it dawned on him that this time, Wednesday genuinely cared for you.

"Y/n really does have a way to enter one's heart." He smiled.

Indeed, you had a unique ability to illuminate even the darkest corners and bring warmth to the coldest places, particularly in Wednesday's heart.

The journey to the hospital was a quiet one, Wednesday couldn't help but feel this burning feeling in her stomach that Xavier knew more about you than her. She wanted to know everything about you, but she couldn't ask without making herself look like a complete fool in front of Xavier.

As they finally reached the door of your room, when she opened the room Her heart skipped a beat when she saw a man, possibly in his thirties, sitting on the chair beside your bed, holding your hand tenderly. His presence raised questions in her mind.

"Who are you?" Wednesday asked, her voice guarded and cautious.

The man got up from his seat, turning around to face her. When he noticed Xavier standing beside her, he seemed to relax a bit. Wednesday noticed how similar he looked to You.

"Xavier." he greeted.

"John" Xavier greeted back. Part 8 👉 HERE

see (P.s author here If you don't like White Roses, I am sorryyyy for putting it here, and if you hate chocolate, I will find you and I will kill you. Love Celine ♥♥♥)

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itsbopp · 1 year

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TWDG S4 When they come across another group who is around their age and more put together than they are? And have a female leader? If not that’s okay

Strong Independent Women - The Walking Dead | Headcanon

A/N: Ah, I love the idea! Hope you enjoy! Also, reader goes by she/her pronouns, as per request.

SUMMARY: How would Clementine react to Y/n, who manages a large group that's more organized than her own?

WARNINGS: Weapons.

WORD COUNT: 1090

To say that none of them are impressed would be a blatant lie. Most of the Ericson kids don't know much about how difficult it truly is to have an organized group full of skilled individuals, but Clementine certainly does. Automatically, she gives you her respect, and she tries to make an ally out of you. I mean, why wouldn’t she? When you and your team came knocking on her front gates, she was pretty intimidated at first when she spotted the assault rifles and snipers in your and your buddies’ arms. And then when she found out that you were just wanting to meet the other communities that were near your own, she significantly relaxed.

“We just moved into an old warehouse just outside of the woods,” you informed, as you handed your rifle to one of the members that stood right beside you. “I was told by one of my guys that there was another community around here. We just wanted to visit and let you know that we’re no threat to you and your people.”

“Okay.” Clementine crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at you. She somewhat trusted your statement. You didn’t sound very unconvincing, but she still had her reservations. “What’s your group called, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Haven,” you answered, “it’s pretty simple, but it lets people know that we’re not out here trying to harm innocent people.” You shrugged your shoulders, before you rested your hands on your hips and sent the brunette a kind smile. “I’m Y/n, by the way. Nice to meet you.”

“Clementine,” she replied, introducing herself, too. A weight lifted from her shoulders in that moment, and you even noticed how she visibly relaxed, when she sent you a friendly nod. “Welcome to Ericson.”

She was quick to realize that you wanted nothing other than to assist and serve. It was refreshing, honestly. Usually, she had to defend herself and her own people from groups that wanted to solely destroy and take. She felt much more confident with her own safety after you committed allegiance to her community. And not long after, the two of you became close. It was bound to happen, though. You both were leaders, just wanting to take care of others, and in turn that made each of you more similar to one another than not.

There’s a lot of nights the two of you spend together where it just consists of the both of you going over plans for ways to connect your communities together. You have a lot of manpower, practically a whole army, and Clementine has a lot of supplies that she and the other Ericson kids scavenged from the Delta. She tells you of that story, and to say you were impressed would have been an understatement. It put into perspective just how skilled she really was with leading. Honestly, you two quickly became a force to be reckoned with, just because of how knowledgeable each of you were about particular things.

Usually, most people wouldn’t bat an eye at two women being the leaders of their communities. You guys do get flack sometimes, but it’s quickly extinguished by the one’s that are the most loyal to you. They understand just how powerful you and the brunette really are. Both separately, you each can kick ass, and together, that strength multiplies. That certainly doesn’t go to your heads, however. Just because you have respect and are able to control large groups, that doesn’t inherently make you invincible, and you understand that.

It does eventually get to a point in life, where the better option would be to merge Ericson and Haven together. The school was starting to deteriorate after a while. Wood was rotting, black mold was forming, and with your group having much better living conditions and a multitude of space, you offered up the option. At first, Clementine didn’t really like the idea. She didn’t want to pack up and move into a place that was completely uncharted to her, but after proposing the idea of a few of her people moving in to test the environment out, she seemed a little more lenient.

Louis and Ruby went to stay at your community for a week, and when they came back, they couldn’t stress it enough to Clementine just how comfortable the building was. Unlike the school, you had generators that provided electricity, water, and heat on those especially frigid days. It wasn’t like you were trying to brag, but with how many people you had, it was pretty easy to send them on missions to find supplies that would truly benefit everyone. Everyone had jobs, and with those jobs, they could make money to buy products for themselves. It was like an actual society, and that seemed to be what convinced your fellow leader friend.

It was hard to say goodbye to Ericson for some of the kids, but they knew it was for the best. None of them wanted to die from the black mold that attempted to invade their lungs. And neither did they want to possibly get crushed by a weak wooden beam while they walked down a random corridor. Not many of them had a lot to pack away, so the move was relatively easy, other than the cold weather that they had to bear. However, when they made it to Haven, they were immediately warmed and wrapped in nothing but kind smiles and heat.

Your people were welcoming to Clementine’s. Some even befriended each other, and you felt like a proud mother with the brunette, who was particularly amused at the way Louis tried to impress some girl he thought was cute. Even AJ found a lot of friends, too. He was once a kid who felt lonely, but he fell into a lot of close relationships with the other kids around your community. That was what made a certain ball-capped woman the happiest, you thought.

Clementine didn’t lose her leadership, either. You quickly had her become your right-hand, and you thought it was the best decision you could have made. It helped you with your stress and took some of the weight of responsibility off of your shoulders. Even your friends noticed your change in behavior, and whenever you were around the brunette, they couldn’t help but smirk in endearment at the way you seemed to shine just a little bit brighter around her.

Call it a crush or deep admiration. Either way, it was mutual.

#twdg x reader #twdg #twdg clementine #twdg violet #twdg louis #clementine x reader

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Alcohol, Sakura and Kangaroo ~Cherry Blossom Evening Stroll~ - Part 1

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Hypmic ARB in-game event story (Doppo, Hifumi, Jyuto), Rio, Rei, Hitoya

Recording Link: https://youtu.be/u9RnJaY2gfI (in case you wanna read along with the in-game voice lines and sound effects :D)

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Chapter 1

[At the Police Station]

Jyuto: I deeply apologize…

Detective: Hey now… Iruma-san, you're going to have to assume responsibility for that case…

Jyuto: Be more careful in the future, for my sake as well......

Rio: ……

Jyuto: Well then, I’ll be off…...

[Outside]

Jyuto: *lights a cigarette* Phew… that whole debacle from before was solved thanks to Samatoki… Rio, why did it have to be in Shinjuku......?

Rio: How many times do I have to say it? I came here to look for a kangaroo.

Jyuto: …... what I meant was that I don’t get your reasoning at all, so why did you have to drag me into this? If I didn’t know you, I’d probably end up interrogating you too. Furthermore, what is it about this wallaby that would make it worth being taken in by the police for…...

Rio: It’s not a wallaby, it’s a kangaroo.

Jyuto: *sighs* …... I don’t care which one it is…...

Rio: Getting accurate information about this is important.

Jyuto: If there really was a kangaroo in this city, there would immediately be a fuss about it. Don't you think so too?

Rio: In that case even I’d find out about it, wouldn’t I?

Jyuto: *sighs*...... That’s right…...

Rio: Though it’s true that I have brought you trouble. Jyuto, I apologize.

Jyuto: Don’t worry about it. What are friends for after all…... it was a cheap arrest too. After all, it was all thanks to that idiot Samatoki being used to getting people out of trouble.

Rio: Right.

Jyuto: Well, what do you say? Since we ended up in Shinjuku and all, shall we go drinking in this golden city?

Rio: Hm…... I would love to join you, but I must look for that kangaroo.

Jyuto: …...and if you happened to find it, what would you do?

Rio: That’s a weird thing to ask. I’d make a meal out of it, of course.

Jyuto: I see…

Rio: Kangaroos…... Their meat is easy to cook and delicious. There surely must be a stray kangaroo somewhere around Japan…...

Jyuto: …...just please don’t get arrested again.

Rio: Got it. Well then, I’ll be off.

Jyuto: Then…... guess I’ll be drinking alone, huh?

[At a Temple]

Doppo: (Aah…... The manager of the company I was doing business with today…... was so cruel…... What do you mean by “You look like you’re emanating an aura of misery so much so that it’s annoying. If you let me slap you, I’ll buy what you’re selling.” W-well, it can't be helped. If it’s for the sake of my company, I’ll take the hit… but if it’s just one hit I promised, why do you have to go all in… What do you mean “I was only joking when I said I’d buy it!”...) Fuck……………………………………… Fuck fuck……………………………………… Fuck fuck fuck……………………………………… FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKING HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELL!!

???: Wait…...

Doppo: THIS IS BULLSHIT! EVEN THOUGH HE SLAPPED ME!! THAT ASSHOLE STILL DIDN’T FUCKING GIVE ANYTHING IN RETURN!!! IT’S TOO MUCH, MAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!

???: You over there!

Doppo: HYAH, HYAAAH!!!

Jyuto: I was thinking some idiot was screaming around here, but it was just you, Kannonzaka-san.

Doppo: I-Iruma-san… A-are you by any chance here to arrest me for being so loud…? I was being a bother, wasn’t I?

Jyuto: I’m not really impressed by the screaming, but I’m not gonna arrest you either.

Doppo: I-I’m glad…

Jyuto: By the way, Kannonzaka-san.

Doppo: Yes?

Jyuto: You seem to be feeling pretty stressed about something, don’t you? So, how about I treat you to a drink.

Doppo: Sounds great! Let’s go!

Chapter 2

[At Hifumi’s host club]

Hifumi: …...Um? What the?

Host A: Old man! Quit being so arrogant! The table isn’t a foot stool!

Host B: What the hell do you want!?

Rei: Right, sorry for that. Looks like our precious prince charming here is pretty rotten.

Host C: Asshole…... are you messing with us…...?

Rei: *lights a cigarette* It’s pretty fun being a wild guy with a temper, you know?

Host A: Ah?

Rei: If you would give me the favor of getting involved, then I would say we’re about to have a pretty fun twist.

Host A: You bastard…...

Hifumi: That’s enough!

Host A: H-Hifumi-san!

Hifumi: You guys, what do you think you’re doing acting like that in the host club? As usual, you’re supposed to behave elegantly here.

Host A: M-my apologies!

Rei: Oh, at last mister number one showed his face, huh?

Hifumi: Huh? You’re Osaka’s… Why are you here?

Rei: I’m here to collect some debts.

Hifumi: Why are you doing that…?

Rei: It’s something I simply cannot turn down. You see, I am a pretty influential person of the nightlife in Kabuki.

Hifumi: …...really? You talk about needing to collect debts, but I don’t think there’s anything to collect from here, is there?

Rei: That’s right…...

Hifumi: Then why did you come here?

Rei: See the chick in this photo? Ya get it now?

Hifumi: That woman…... Some time ago, she was a guest here and requested me…... What’s the matter with her?

Rei: She’s been messing around at this host club with borrowed money. And…...

Hifumi: She ran away because she couldn’t pay it back…...?

Rei: You got it. I came here to ask you if you know about the whereabouts of that hoe.

Hifumi: I know nothing about it…... And even if I did, I would not be able to share any information about my beloved clients.

Rei: Heh…... Well, since you say you don’t know anything, should I ask you what the truth is by force?

Hifumi: ……

Rei: Hahaha! Juuuust kidding! Lil’ old me only does such unreasonable things on special ocassions.

Hifumi: What do you plan to do if you find her…...?

Rei: Ummm. Let’s see… if she pays back the money it’s all good, but if she doesn’t…... ya dig?

Hifumi: !

Rei: Hey, don’t look at me like that! I don’t want to come face to face with a young woman that has a bright future about something like this either, you know. Though rules can’t be broken no matter how much you complain about it. Since you work at a place like this you get it, don’t you?

Hifumi: …...Yeah.

Rei: I mean, it would be good for you too if she paid up since she’s got a tab to pay for you, right?

Hifumi: …...I forbid my customers from putting their payments on a tab.

Rei: Heh...... that’s uncommon.

Hifumi: It’s because we don’t want problems like this with debt.

Rei: Nonsense. Well then, looks like I gotta bounce.

Hifumi: Wait a second…...

Rei: What’s up?

Hifumi: I simply cannot let this go by, having a woman I know be met with mean eyes. I will go too.

Rei: You’re coming to do what exactly?

Hifumi: Once we find her I shall scold her.

Rei: Scold…... huh? Haha, sounds fun. ‘s all good then. Come.

Hifumi: ……

Chapter 3

[Out in the city at night]

Hitoya: (*sighs*... The Supreme Court is so tiring…...) It’s still early, I could probably get a drink and go home...... (How about viewing the sakura trees while having a drink? Maybe I could find a nice place for that, huh.) Oh, right, Shinjuku Central Park is right around the corner. I’ll get going.

[At the park]

Hitoya: Woah…... this is pretty impressive, huh… Since I bought both a drink and something to eat, I can enjoy the evening in peace over here. *opens his drink* Gulp… gulp… gulp… Pwaah~. Having a drink after work is simply exceptional. (When I’m in Nagoya either Kuko or Jyushi always find a way to destroy my peace and quiet…... That’s why, I’ll make use of this alone time while I’m here.) …...This park seems to be pretty big and all, so I’ll go for a little walk around here.

[Somewhere else in the park]

Rio: According to the intel I gathered, that thing is lurking inside this park...… as expected…...

???: Gwooo… Gwooo… Gwooo…

Rio: Mm? That sound is…

Kangaroo: Gwooo… Gwooo… Gwooo…

Rio: Just as I thought, the information seems to not have been wrong… Goddamn…...

Kangaroo: !?

Rio: Kh…!

[Somewhere else in the park]

Hitoya: Gulp… Gulp… Canned beer around the sakura blossoms at night… This is just the best, isn’t it? A night like this would make even cheap alcohol feel luxurious.

Kangaroo: Gwooo… Gwooo… Gwooo…

Hitoya: Hm? What was that sound…?

Kangaroo: Gwooo gwooo gwooo!

Hitoya: Wha!? A k-kangaroo!!????? Why is there a kangaroo in a place like this…...

???: Mm!!

Hitoya: Huh…? *gets hit and everything turns black* Gwah!

???: Guh!

Hitoya: *gets up* That hurts, man…

Rio: …...I apologize. I was in a hurry.

Hitoya: Right…... huh, you’re from Yokohama Division?

Rio: And you’re from Nagoya Division…?

Hitoya: What are you doing in a place like this?

Rio: I was chasing a kangaroo.

Hitoya: Chasing a kangaroo, you say… The hell kinda joke is this?

Rio: Looks like it completely got away…I know this is an embarrassing request to make but…...

Hitoya: …What is it?

Rio: Could you do me the favor of helping me catch that thing?

Hitoya: Why me… is what I would normally say, but I bumped into you and got in the way and all, so fine. I’ll help out.

Rio: …Thank you!

Hitoya: Was that kangaroo your pet or something?

Rio: No, it’s my food.

Hitoya: ???????????????????????????

Chapter 4

[Out in the city at night]

Hifumi: Is this the place?

Rei: According to what I was told, yeah.

Hifumi: *tries to go in*

Rei: Wait a second.

Hifumi: Why…?

Rei: Just to be sure you’ll have to stay here. We’re in this together, so in case she tries to run away you’ll have to do something about it.

Hifumi: Got it…

Rei: Good, I’ll get going then.

[Inside the club]

Hifumi’s Former Client: I’ll have another drink, please~

Host: Which one would you like?

Hifumi’s Former Client: Open the bottle of Golden Dom Perignon~

Host: Really? A glass of Golden Dom Perignon then…

Rei: That order is canceled.

Hifumi’s Former Client: Huh? Who the hell are you…?

Rei: Who I am? Let’s see…

Host: That’s right, what’s with this jerk…?

Rei: Sorry to be a disturbance, but this young lady’s and Romeo’s little affair will have to wait. ‘Cause you see… I am a scary old man.

Host: Do you want to have your ass kicked…?

Rei: Haha! I like being threatened, lil old me is happy to hear that, you know?

Host: Hey…!

Manager: S-stop that…

Host: What was that?

Manager: Don’t you go yelling at that man!

Host: Is there a reason for that? The way we earn money here is by selling lots of drinks, you know?

Manager: That’s enough…! That man is Amayado-san and is one of the people who works in the shadows in this neighborhood.

Host: I-...i-in the shadows…?

Manager: Keep bothering him and our store will surely be shut down…

Host: R-really…?

Rei: Huh? You’re not gonna kick my ass anymore?

Host: A-ahaha…

Manager: P-please… enjoy your stay…

Rei: Oh, really? I’ll make sure to take my time then. *turns to the girl* Yo, sorry to have kept you waiting.

Hifumi’s Former Client: W-what do you want…?

Rei: What do I want…? You see, the reason a scary old man like me came here is… something you should know about as well, right?

Hifumi’s Former Client: ……

Rei: Oi oi… Don’t make me look like the bad guy here. Got it?

Manager: H-he’s talking about…...

Rei: You’ve got a debt to pay, so if you give me the favor of paying up right away nothing bad is gonna happen.

Hifumi’s Former Client: !!! *gets up*

Rei: !!

Host: Uwah!

Hifumi’s Former Client: *runs away*

Rei: *sighs* …What a pain in the ass…...

Hifumi’s Former Client: *pants*

Hifumi: You…...

Hifumi’s Former Client: H-Hifumi…...!

Hifumi: Why…...

Hifumi’s Former Client: !! *runs away*

Hifumi: Agh…...

Rei: Hey! Stop zoning out and let’s chase her!

Hifumi: ...…right.

#hypmic translations #doppo kannonzaka #hifumi izanami #rei amayado #jyuto iruma #rio busujima #hitoya amaguni #hypmic arb #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypnosis microphone #matenrou #dotsuitare hompo #bad ass temple #mad trigger crew #mytranslations

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Hi! Here is a really intresting ask. What do you think would happen if Claire was the one to use the time stone instead of Jim?

Hi! That idea has so much potential!

Of course, the most reasonable decision for Claire would be to time-travel to a different time point. However, lately, I started to think that perhaps, the time stone user has no choice about the travel destination, which might explain Jim's not-that-smart decision to go to the very beginning.

Anyway, let's assume that Claire somehow ended at the same point as Jim at the end of ROTT. Unlike Jim, she has no reason to make someone else the Trollhunter (if anything, I imagine she will be watching so that no one else picks the amulet). For Claire, Jim is her Trollhunter, and I'm sure she'll be invested in keeping it that way.

She will also be way friendlier to Jim as she hopes their love will bloom in this timeline as well. Perhaps, she will even go a bit overboard, and Jim will freak out (or think she has lost a bet or something).

I believe that Claire will consider watching from the sidelines at first, but quickly will reason against it. She will orchestrate 'an accidental finding out about the amulet and trolls' for herself (barging in during Blinky's and Aaarrrgghh's second visit). Claire is a good actress, so she can pull that out, joining the team early on. However, it will be a source of stress for her - unlike Jim and Toby, who lived through the events of the original timeline, Claire knows about those only from what they told her before. I imagine she will freak out a lot, wondering about if small details caused by her presence might have caused a butterfly effect.

Claire will discover that she still possesses shadow magic rather soon and that her stress makes it develop. That will be when she considers contacting Douxie for the first time but later decides to try and solve everything herself.

The biggest issue for Claire will be a choice between endangering Enrique and preventing NotEnrique from entering this world. They both are her brothers in the end. She'll decide to keep Enrique away from the danger in the end, but not without long sleepless hours of doubts and deciding to enter the Darklands alone later and look for NotEnrique there (alone because she also doesn't want to endanger Jim for no reason).

Meanwhile, unlike Jim and Toby who never know Claire well enough to see that she is acting sus, Mary and Darci will notice that something is off right away, starting an investigation of their own and pressuring Claire for answers. She might be able to throw them off initially, but it'll lead to some consequences later.

Another issue will be Toby (and later Blinky) suspecting Claire of being a changeling once the information about those drops. After all, she approached Jim out of nowhere right during the day when he found the amulet. Obviously, the gaggletack test will show nothing but it may leave some nasty aftertaste. Claire will be forced to reveal her magic aptitude and lie that she is a newbie witch to throw some suspicions off.

And her actions will bring the first major change in the timeline - because Claire has prevented goblins from abducting Enrique, the Janus Order simply picks a different child as a familiar for 'NotEnrique' (who isn't NotEnrique in this timeline now). The Trollhunters will know that some kid is abducted but have no way to learn who is that one.

They'll find out thanks to Mary's comment (as it will a child she babysits occasionally). Yes, somehow, Mary and Darci will end in the original timeline Claire's position and learn the truth around the same time as the original her.

Claire will finally contact Douxie after Bular's defeat. She will hope he can help her with sneaking to the Darklands and saving the kid she unwittingly endangered (because there's no way she will force Jim to fix her own mess!). Meanwhile, Jim will also do his best to save the kid as he also feels responsible for that (and even in the original timeline he didn't save Enrique only because he was Claire's brother).

Mary and Darci will be part of the team by this point, but Douxie will be reluctant to join at first because Merlin made him promise to stay away from everything (and Claire hasn't told him about her time travel). He still agrees to act as Claire's magic advisor.

Claire will get the shadow staff from Angor Rot and show a suspiciously good proficiency with it. It will be the point where Douxie gets suspicious and corners her, getting the truth about the time-travel. He will warn her against revealing too many details or changing the timeline too much (well, Claire knows it already).

However, she still cannot help but wish that Jim doesn't go to the Darklands. It still happens despite her efforts. Moreover, this time Usurna manages to destroy the bridge even faster (yes, it's because of the butterfly effect).

At least, this time Claire manages to steal the formula of antidote for Aaarrrgghh without negotiations with the Janus Order and losing Vendel's staff. She also hopes to keep Gunmar locked in the Darklands this time, but he still gets out.

However, Claire still achieves two things - saving Vendel and teleporting even more trolls out of the Trollmarket. She thinks her better gasp on shadowmancy will prevent Morgana from possessing her, and it's partially right - Morgana tries to take over Claire, but Claire fends her off.

Unfortunately, it doesn't arise Morgana's threat entirely as she uses one of her changelings as a medium to help her revive Angor Rot. She also hopes to recruit Claire as a fellow shadowmancer and keeps haunting her dreams, which causes Claire serious insomnia (not that she has much time to sleep as she keeps hunting Gumm-Gumms together with other trollhunters). At least, Douxie joins this time.

At the point when the team decides to contact Merlin, Claire strongly opposes the decision, much to everyone's surprise. Douxie asks her about her reasoning in the private later, wondering what exactly his master had pulled during the first timeline. Claire doesn't share much, only that she can't forgive Merlin for the thing he did to Jim in the first timeline.

The team still goes looking for Merlin as Claire remains in the minority. Claire feels helpless and decides to pull a dangerous stunt - connecting her mind to Morgana's in the hope of finding a way to revert Jim's transformation after he beats Gunmar.

That is something way beyond her current capabilities - and Claire nearly ends up possessed by Morgana in the end. She barely escapes but part of her hair turns white (it didn't happen during the portal incident here). However, Claire still has gotten some information on how Morgana created the first changelings, so while she cannot fully revert Jim's transformation into a half-troll, she still gives him the ability to change forms at will.

After Gunmar's defeat, the team doesn't travel to New Jersey. As Vendel's staff is still intact, they try to use it plus several more ingredients to revitalize the Heartstone.

However, Claire's actions don't go unnoticed by Merlin, who starts to suspect her of possibly being connected to some malicious forces, perhaps, even the Arcane Order. He doesn't believe Douxie's explanation, and Claire is forced to flee Arcadia. The Trollhunters team goes searching for her, refusing to believe Merlin's accusations as Claire is their teammate and friend (and in Jim's case, his girlfriend). That is where they encounter the Green Knight. Claire comes to save just in time, so no one is hit with the obsidian shard.

Merlin arrives and gathers everyone in the flying castle. His plan was to send Douxie only to the past, but much like in the first timeline Jim, Claire, and Steve also go back. However, this time Jim escapes imprisonment as he can turn human, and no one suspects him. However, he gets in trouble with Arthur when he notices some trolls being captured and tries to intervene. Only Morgana's involvement saves him from the consequences. Later that night the team plans the big jailbreak for trolls. Jim decides to escort them to safety and befriends Callista on the road. He shows her his ability to shift between forms and gets warned that other trolls might not have been as open-minded as her. Jim decides to keep to his half-troll form just in case.

The rest of the past travel goes more or less the same as in the first timeline (minus Claire's struggles with shadow magic and Jim's curse).

When the team is back to the future, they encounter the Arcane Order, and Merlin is captured after the brief fight. Obviously, no one wants to save him (except Douxie), and honestly, Merlin doesn't plan to be saved. However, the Arcane Order finds a way to learn about the secret Merlin's staff contains, and now they only need to destroy it and get Nari back. They also put Merlin under mind control.

Claire goes to the Shadow realm to negotiate with Morgana and convinces her to join their side.

The Order engages the team in the battle. Jim fights against the Green Knight, while Douxie is forced to encounter the mind-controlled Merlin, with everyone else against Bellroc and Skrael. Arthur dies, as well as Merlin, though the latter snaps from control momentarily before the death and says some parting words to Douxie. Morgana sacrifices herself to seal Bellroc and Skrael.

And Claire is finally able to tell everyone about the first timeline and the events that could happen.

#tales of arcadia #toawizards #toa trollhunters #what if scenario #claire goes back in time instead of jim #claire nunez #jim lake jr #text post #extremely long post #ask box #anon ask

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solomons-poison · 1 year

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Relating to my previous post about Isaac making little videos of Harry for TikTok or YouTube, I'm thinking about some of the IkeVamp boys also doing those vids, maybe even having a group account.

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Isaac just shows cute moments with Harry, sometimes Harry will have like a little toy hat on or cape or something. He's awful at responding to comments, he gets really flustered especially if someone compliments him (he tries not to be shown in his videos after that ;;)

Arthur definitely tries to attract the ladies with his adorable Vic, taking cute videos where they're somehow both winking. Also video clips of his detective adventures with Vic and MC.

Vincent makes little videos with Brush where maybe he's painting something and Brush is imitating him. Also other cute little raccoon mannerisms, like washing his food or when they're cuddling together.

Theo reluctantly does videos, but only because Vincent does it and Arthur won't stop hounding him. It's him showing what tricks King can do, but often its bloopers where King refuses to do a trick or is tackling Theo (RIP his reputation).

Comte of course is also involved. Like Arthur, he uses his natural charm and the natural cuteness of Time, also dressing up Time in little outfits provided by MC. He is one of the most popular/most-requested suitors on the account.

Leonardo's videos often consist of him and Lumiere taking a cat nap. People comment about how similar Lumiere is with his "daddy" Leo.

Napoleon makes informative videos about Jupiter, showing how Jupiter hunts or fetches items, checking out his talons and wingspan. He's one of the cooler ones on the account.

Shakespeare is no foe of the camera. He'll do little scenes with Puck, reciting either his own works or even improvising on the spot. Everyone goes nuts over his overflowing charisma and, of course, the adorable little Puck.

Sebastian is the one doing a lot of the filming of the others, but he'll occasionally sneak in a video of Rotte here and there.

Dazai, Jean, and Mozart are a little harder to convince to do videos. Dazai is simply elusive, but Bunta will make little cameos in the others' videos. Jean does not want to be on camera, he's extremely shy of showing his face, but he'll let MC show Chérie so long as Chérie seems OK with it. Mozart is also not keen to be seen in video, nor does he particularly want to show off Schelm and he doesn't quite understand the craze of making pet videos. However, he may allow a single video, perhaps of Schelm sleeping, to slip through the cracks if he's in a good mood.

#im in a silly goofy mood today so was thinking of headcanons :v #ikemen vampire #ikevamp hcs #ikevamp napoleon #ikevamp mozart #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp vincent #ikevamp theodorus #ikevamp dazai #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp shakespeare #ikevamp jean #ikevamp comte #the minx can write ✍️

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catsofcalifornia · 4 months

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Mina and Boo from Rotts of Friends Animal Rescue in Woodland, California

Click here for more information about adoption and other ways to help!

Click here for a link to Rotts of Friends Animal Rescue's main website.

Boo is a 1-2 years old shiny black American Shorthair with golden eyes. He was raised in a loving home with another cat buddy and Rottweiler that they seemed to think was just a rather large cat! Their owner came down with a serious illness so all 3 went to Rotts of Friends to find a loving forever home. Both cats are super friendly considering the upheaval in their lives. They can be adopted separately or together. They are litter box trained and very cuddly once they get to know you.

#cats #california #woodland #adoption #adoptnotshop

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w33zerbluealbum · 27 days

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INTRO! (plz read /nf)

H1!!!! My name's Soda, but I also go by Rott, Vein, Cage, Larry, Sal, Johnnie, Leon, and Elliot (for my irl friendz).

MY 0TH3R BL0GZ:

@leon811s-bible - A blog for my gore and horror art!

@inf3ct3d-r3gr3t3v4t0r - My Infected regretevator roleplay blog!

@halloween-holly-leaves - My Hollyleaf side blog!!! I really like Hollyleaf warrior cats guys...😼

Not my image!!!!!!

DNI:

- Basic DNI criteria (homophobic, racist, transphobic, etc.)

- If you hate on my interests and hyperfixations.

- If you are a pr0shipper, p3d0, z00, etc.

- 17+

- Anyone else is welcome!!! Especially if you like/are into my special interests and hyperfixations, such as you're in the osc!! >:]

INFO ABOUT ME!1!1!

- NUMBER 1 HOLLYLEAF FAN!!!!!!

- (undiagnosed, not self-diagnosing) Audhd, BPD, and probably some other stuff @_@

- Platonically dating @flareonssoup

- He/it mainly, although really any pronouns are fine except she/her and they/them. I'm transmasc mainly.

- My youtube is @/Weezerbluealbum on there, I post a little more often there.

- I love rock, metal, and goth music! My current favorite bands are Slipknot, Murderdolls, My Chemical Romance, PTV, and Sleeping with Sirens! I also like Type O Negative, The Cure, and other metal and goth bands.

- I am very sensitive to many things and overthink messages due to my (not-selfdiagnosing) undiagnosed BPD, so please use tone tags/reassure me if possible!

- I have essas!! (An essa is an emotional support stuffed animal:3)

Please read one or both of my pronouns page and/or my carrd before interacting!

(Keep in mind, my carrd has not been updated in awhile. Some information, art, etc. may not be up to date.)

I do make some mature/NSFW jokes with my friends, and 12/13+ is recommended for this blog.

I occasionally will use typing quirks, such as replacing letters with numbers or typing a z in the place of an s.

BLINKIES!!

More will be added!!! This also does not showcase all my fandoms, keep that in mind!

Some of these are by @/radiotrophicfungi !! Go check them out, they make awezome stuff!!!

#sodas thoughts #pinned post #intro post #introduction #pinned intro #blog intro #introductory post

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yellowmagicalgirl · 1 year

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Can I ask for a Krel x Douxie 39? And I will take this opportunity to say that I love your way of writing uwu

OMG thank you!!! 💟💖💟💖💟 I wish I had written more in 2022, but I hope this last fic of the year will be a good note to end on.

39. long distance relationship au

This is an au where RotT doesn't happen and Krel attends CalTech, except it's not a 100% accurate version of CalTech because I have only been to CalTech once and I got the information about a certain tradition off of Wikipedia.

"So, how's finals week?" Douxie asks.

"They woke me up playing Ride of the Valkyies. Very loudly at 6:59 this morning," Krel groaned.

"Who, your roommates?"

"No, Michael and Sam complained about it too." Krel hadn't wanted to have a roommate when he started attending CalTech. Arcadia Oaks was only a ten minute drive away, and that was without revealing he had a wormhole maker. Speaking of a revelation, the more important reason why Krel hadn't wanted a roommate was that he had been afraid of his transduction suddenly wearing off in the middle of the night and Michael would find out what Krel was.

One semester later, Michael still hadn't figured Krel out.

"No, one of the upperclassmen says the school does this every finals week." Krel ran a hand through his hair. He was seriously considering dying his bangs cyan, and not just because he was missing parts of his normal appearance since he was wearing his transduction most of the week. "I should have gone to MIT. They don't do this there."

"You wouldn't be able to work with JPL at CalTech."

"I would've been closer to you."

Douxie gasped a little from the other side of the phone. "I love you too, but let's face it. We wouldn't have had more time together. You still would've been in the dorm, doing homework and taking extra long because you don't want to draw too much attention to how you're smarter than the professors. Meanwhile, I'm stuck working multiple jobs."

"At least the time zones would've matched up." Krel failed to stifle a yawn.

"I know, love, I know. At least we'll have that when you visit me during winter break. Say hi to the turtles for me, and try to get some sleep."

"Sure." Stupid human form, requiring more sleep than an Akiridion. And yet, Krel didn't miss that as much as he missed his boyfriend. "If I'm not woken up again tomorrow morning."

SEND ME A SHIP AND A NUMBER AND I’LL WRITE A SHORT FIC

#krexie #krel tarron #hisirdoux casperan #tales of arcadia #3below #toawizards #answered ask #my writing #jmeestella #the turtles i did not get from wikipedia but rather my one trip #and the names of the roommates came from a show i've been watching with my family

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rabbit-exe · 10 months

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15 Questions 15 Mutuals

tagged by the generally very cool and good @argyleheir for purposes of question-answering; here we go baybeeeee

1. Are you named after anyone? technically! it's not actually anyone I knew well, but my first instance of hearing what would become my name (rowan) was some random boy that lived in my neighbourhood. so, changeling-like, I stole it from him without remorse.

2. When was the last time you cried? I don't remember, I don't really keep track - more than a week ago, I guess, because I don't remember doing it recently.

3. Do you have kids? no, and I do not ever intend to! I don't dislike children with any great degree of vitriol, it's just not a responsibility I'm keen to take on.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? a fair bit, but only in a playful, bastardly manner.

5. What sports do you play/have played? I used to do horse-riding, before my entire body decided to really lean into the chronic illness.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people? I don't. as soon as I encounter a person my brain retains no information about them at all because I'm trying to figure out how to interact with them successfully and not say something weird, which is a problem, because I have an internal clock that counts down whenever I'm in a social situation and when it hits zero I inevitably say something weird.

7. What's your eye color? grey-blue

8. Scary movies or happy endings? Scary, baybee! I'm a big wimp, but I love horror as a genre, even if I can't really watch a lot of the films because I have such an incredible startle response that it makes jumpscares intolerable.

9. Any special talents? I'm decent at writing and drawing, and I used to be able to balance up to twelve spoons on my face simultaneously until I got older and the shape of my face changed, which is a shame because it was my one party trick outside of listing facts nobody wants to hear about parasitoid wasps. I also apparently have a very good ear for music.

10. Where were you born? scotland, in a hospital that no longer exists.

11. What are your hobbies? writing, drawing, ttrpgs, reading, makin' little guys to write and draw about, amateur taxidermy, playing music (piano and ukulele) and singing (autism bonus round: learning about parasitology, corvids, vultures, mortuary science and the funeral industry, medical history and hilarious history in general, interesting diseases, animal facts)

12. Do you have pets? yes; a tiny little cat called Sigyn (full of violence), a much older and larger cat called Varjak (full of soft big man), and my mother owns a horse named TJ (full of hay).

13. How tall are you? 5'8"-ish

14. Favorite subject in school? english and biology

15. Dream job? I do not dream of work, brother (as a child I wanted to be a doctor, but now I'm aiming for mortician - I say aiming, because my body and brain are in a state of hilarious disarray what with all the various ailments and I'm borderline confined to my bedroom)

tagging people (with no expectation that they should do this, just a little suggestion, like poking a frog away from a road): @onearthbrieflygorgeous @theleastgothgoth @crisis-response-specialist @ziracona @star-rott and anyone else that follows me that wants to give it a go, feel free to tag me in your own responses

#hare.txt #ask meme #tag game

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tenebrius-excellium · 4 months

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Last post of 2023

I feel like this year was hard, but rewarding work.

Many good things came along the way, but I actively had to make them happen too, if that makes sense? This year was both about unexpected achievements and about personal growth in a way I've never seen before. I definitely seem to have unlocked a new level in life. Here are some of my activities! :)

Finished reading Httyd 11 + 12, some random but very informative Church revival book, and the rest of The Queen's Thief series, which is my new favorite series and will live rent free in my head forever! I'm proud of making it through a total of 8 books!!!

Had tons of FUN!!! (I don't think I've really had fun since ca. 2015)

Started gardening (some results still pending but I'm satisfied!)

learned a couple new guitar chords

finished What If ToA Rott, a 2.5 year project!! Not on time, but on time O_O before the year's end! That's good enough for me!!!

got myself some things purely for enjoyment by plundering flea markets with my sister. Oh boy. I now may or may not own a typewriter lol

Grandma died but that's totally fine, it was her time.

had the most amazing summer holiday at home. Went for a swim almost every day. It was suuuper relaxing!

purchased some a little more expensive investments that I had wanted for a long time, like a fitness mat, sleeping bag etc.

met my bio family on my Mother's side (intense. do not talk about it.)

Made plans for the future that for the first time ever feel realistic. This is nice.

Thank you especially @nikibogwater, the Httyd books crew and the #What If ToA Rott crew for journeying with me! I love you all!!!

HAPPY 2024!!!

Cheers

Reddie

#update on reddie's life #wherethekiteflies #2023 #toa fandom #httyd books fandom #tqt fandom #the queen's thief fandom

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thedemoninme141 · 8 months

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Blade Of Miquella Chapter 8: Let Woe Go Or Hold On.

Summary: Wednesday fears you might want to leave with your brother. Warnings: Emotionally Whipped Wednesday! ANGST! Previous Chapter 👉 HERE

As Weems entered the room and saw John, her nerves began to tighten. She felt the weight of her failure to protect you, and she didn't know how John would react or what decision he would make regarding her role in all of this. "Y/n told me a lot about you. There wasn't a single day that she didn't miss you. I kinda took the liberty to be her brother for the time being," Xavier said smiling, trying to break the tension that lingered in the room. "I know, I kept tabs through my resources. I must thank you for that," John replied, his voice carrying a genuine gratitude. "John… what I did… I am sorry," Weems finally spoke up, her words laced with remorse. "I also know why you did it," John responded, his tone empathetic. "Even though I would destroy the gold needle again if I had to, I know it was the only way to prevent Malenia from consuming Y/n," he sighed, "Where were you all this time?" Wednesday inquired, her curiosity and inquisitiveness ever-present. "Injured," John explained. "I almost died while trying to destroy the needle, going up against a dangerous cult called The Golden Order. They want to control the goddess of rott to unleash chaos upon the world. They are highly skilled in combat, and if it weren't for my team, I wouldn't have made it." "I thought you were in the army, yet you can work rogue outside your jurisdiction?" Wednesday raised another question. "The Ghosts don't have any jurisdiction," John revealed, disclosing a secret about his mysterious past. Wednesday's eyes widened in astonishment, realizing that the legends she had heard as a child about The Ghosts were, in fact, true. "Enough about me. So, I know about you, Xavier. Keeping tabs on you was easy. You, however," he turned to Wednesday, "getting much information about you without letting you know was hard." "I am Wednesday Addams," Wednesday admitted, standing her ground with unwavering confidence. However, admitting the next part was hard, even for her. "I am Y/n's…" she stopped as she couldn't find the right words. "I used to.. date your sister." John's reaction to this revelation was one of surprise. "Owh…" he uttered, absorbing this unexpected piece of information. He then smiled. "It's good to see she has people who care about her so much." He said. In the room filled with unspoken emotions, each of them carrying their own burdens and secrets, they knew that their love and concern for you were what brought them together. And they knew you were worth every effort, sacrifice, and vulnerability they could offer. "Anyway, I think it is highly against the rules for so many people to be in the patient's room." He said as he walked out, "Miss Weems, I would like to speak with you, in private." Principle Weems followed him, leaving Wednesday and Xavier standing by your side. "It doesn't look good at her," He said, "This look…" Wednesday nodded, but she knows you will be up on your feet with her in no time, and she will be with you for every step. She has planned every step of this torture called "Love", for you.

But when the next day Principle Weems informed Wednesday that John was planning to take you away and move to somewhere he believed was safe, her plans had to be "improvised". Determination fueled her actions as she found herself standing in front of the motel where he was staying, goal to change his mind. Three firm knocks on the door echoed through the room. John opened it, surprised to see Wednesday there. "Wednesday? What are you doing here?" he asked, his eyes reflecting confusion and concern. "You can't take her away," Wednesday stated firmly, her voice unwavering. "What do you mean?" John furrowed his brows. "I know you're planning to move her away with you. But you can't. She needs all of us, not just you, not just me. She needs all the support she can get." All the love Wednesday can give you. John's expression softened, but he still held on to his resolve. "You know she can lose control at any moment, right? The curse inside her could manifest unexpectedly. I can't bear to see her get hurt again when it happens. Look where it got her last time. Besides, I have friends who can keep her safe, much safer than you did. No offence." He said. Wednesday took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "I understand your concerns, but have you considered what she wants? Walking away from everything she has ever known might not be what she desires." John sighed, torn between his protective instincts and the love he had for you. "Wednesday, I will try to persuade her to come with me, and I believe she'll agree. But I promise you, if she chooses to stay, I won't force her. Her happiness and well-being matter more than anything else." As the weight of the situation settled on Wednesday's shoulders, she couldn't help but feel a knot of worry tighten in her chest. Would you choose to stay here with her, or would you decide to go with your brother? The uncertainty gnawed at her, knowing how much you loved your brother. Yet, the thought of losing you was almost unbearable for Wednesday. The memories of how she hurt you, making you cry, weighed heavily on her heart. She wished she could go back and change the past, erase the pain she caused you. The idea of not seeing you for even a day filled her with a sense of emptiness she had never experienced before. Wednesday couldn't deny the love she felt for you, and the desire to be by your side, protecting you and cherishing every moment together. But she also understood that her feelings alone couldn't dictate your decision. It had to be your choice. Wednesday's mind raced with thoughts and plans, determined to find a way to influence your decision and make you stay if you consider leaving with John. She knew her past plans had caused you pain, and she vowed that this time, her intentions would be solely driven by her love for you and her desire to see you happy and safe. She hated to admit that she needed help.

"Enid." "Wednesday!" The cheerful girl ran in, almost reaching out to hug her. Wednesday instinctively backed away, her guard up. "Back to 'Not a hugger' then? Got it." Enid smiled, "I must ask you some questions," Wednesday stated, her voice serious and focused. "Sure, go ahead. What do you need to know?" Enid responded, "You see, Y/n's brother is planning to take her with him, to keep her somewhere safe and isolated. He wants to discuss it with her when she wakes up, and I fear she might accept, especially after what I did…" Wednesday's voice trailed off, the weight of her past actions heavy on her conscience. Enid gave her a sympathetic look, understanding the remorse in Wednesday's eyes. It wasn't pity; it was the look of someone who cared deeply. Wednesday hated receiving that look. "I might be able to help, but it won't come without a cost," Enid said grinning. Wednesday sighed knowing what the blonde werewolf was going to ask her, "How many seconds?" Wednesday asked gritting her teeth. "10 should be good." Enid pulled Wednesday into a tight embrace, giving her a 10-second hug, it took Wednesday all willpower not to pull out her knife and end Enid's life. When the ten seconds were up, Enid released her, "The hug was good right?" Enid asked smiling, "Since I need your help, I'll reluctantly admit that the unnecessary physical connection wasn't completely unbearable," Wednesday retorted with a deadpan expression. Enid chuckled nervously, not taking offence. "Let's focus on the task at hand," Wednesday shifted the conversation back to the matter at heart. "What do you have in mind to help Y/n decide to stay?" "Make a speech dummy, You are a writer, pour your heart into it, be completely open and honest with her, show her how sorry you are and most importantly, give her a choice, tell her that even if she chooses to leave, you would support and love her then too which I am sure you would." Enid smiled. Wednesday raised an eyebrow, not expecting such straightforward advice from Enid. "A speech? Pour my heart out?" That sounds utterly ridiculous. "Hey, it might not be your style, but it could work. Just think about it. Y/n needs to know how you truly feel, and sometimes words are the best way to convey that." Enid said. Wednesday sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and gratitude towards Enid's persistence. "Fine, I'll consider it," "And hey, if all else fails, you still have your medieval weapons to fall back on." Enid grinned. Rolling her eyes, Wednesday couldn't help but let a faint smile tug at the corners of her lips. "Thanks for the reminder," she replied dryly. But then Enid's tone turned serious, and she asked the question that weighed heavily on Wednesday's mind. "Wednesday, if she chooses to leave, you wouldn't force her to stay or anything, right?" Wednesday let out another sigh, her emotions conflicting within her. "I want what's best for Y/n, even if it means… even if it means losing her," she admitted, her voice tinged with a touch of vulnerability. Enid nodded in understanding, her expression softening. "I know you do, Wednesday. And I believe Y/n knows that too. Whatever decision she makes, she'll see that you care for her deeply." Closing her eyes for a moment, Wednesday let herself be a little vulnerable in front of Enid. "It's just hard," she confessed, her guard coming down slightly. "I've never felt this way about anyone before. It's like… she's become a part of me, and the thought of her leaving… it terrifies me." "What if she resents me for what I did? What if she never forgives me?" Wednesday asked. Enid shook her head gently. "Y/n's heart is softer than a marshmallow Wednesday, of course, she will forgive you, she will see how much you love her." You have to, for Wednesday's sake.

2 more days were spent. The activity in your brain was increasing, and it seemed like you might wake up from the coma anytime soon. So, Wednesday and Enid took it upon themselves to help your brother move your belongings to another room. Your previous room had been badly burned in Crackstone's attack, but thankfully, most of your belongings remained undamaged. That's how Wednesday found herself touching your Winged Helmet for the first time, and that's when it triggered a vision. In that vision, she saw Malenia and a revelation dawned upon her – how strikingly similar Malenia looked to you before her eyes were consumed by rott. It became apparent that she was your ancestor. She had bandages on her right arm, which was missing… recently cut. "Mother… Why… why me? Why did the gods choose me? Why do I have to bear this curse? You promised me you would find a cure," Malenia's voice trembled, holding back tears. "My sweet child, I am so sorry. I've tried, I tried reaching every edge of this world to find a cure for you… I've tried trying to find a cure in other worlds, but I found none. It isn't a curse, It isn't a disease. Malenia, it is you. The Goddess of Rott is you, and without it, you can't exist. Without you, it cannot exist." The voice of the woman speaking to Malenia was compassionate, yet firm, revealing her role as a guiding force. Though her face remained partially obscured by golden hair, there was an air of wisdom and ancient knowledge about her. "But you are a warrior, Malenia. You are to protect your brother Miquella, at all costs. Against everything, against the Golden Order, the black knife assassins who killed your half-brother Godwin. And from Radagon. Miquella is the most powerful of us all, but his powers haven't reached his threshold yet. You must protect him until then. Even without an arm, your skills know no bounds." The woman declared as she gently placed the winged helmet upon Malenia's head, and as it obscured her eyes, Wednesday understood that it symbolized the transformation she was about to undergo. Finally, she presented Malenia with a long curved sword attached to a prosthetic arm, both made of unalloyed gold. "From now on, You are The Blade Of Miquella,"

"Wednesday? Wednesday!" Enid shook her shoulder, bringing her back from the vision. "What happened?" John asked, concerned "She does this from time to time," Enid explained. "Huh?" Wednesday decided to keep the vision to herself, at least for the time being. She needed to talk to you about it first before sharing it with anyone else. The revelation was too important, too personal. "I'm fine," Wednesday finally replied to Enid, not wanting to worry them further. "It was just a vision. I'll tell you more later." Enid nodded, trusting Wednesday's judgment. She knew that her friend had a deep connection with you and she respected her friend's privacy. John still looked concerned but respected Wednesday's space. "Alright, if you're sure," The rest of that evening was busy moving your stuff, Your new room, now situated at another distant corner of the school for safety, was visible from Wednesday's balcony. As the sun set, casting a soft golden glow over the school grounds, Wednesday found herself standing on her balcony, peering at your new room. She longed for the day she can stalk you resting peacefully on your bed, but the uncertainty of her vision clouded her thoughts. She questioned herself repeatedly - was there truly no cure for you? And if she revealed her vision, would it shatter your hope of finding one? A whirlwind of emotions tugged at Wednesday's heartstrings. She cared deeply for you, and the idea of causing you pain was unbearable. The memory of her past mistakes haunted her, making her hesitant to share the harsh reality that she had witnessed in the vision. However, she couldn't dwell on her thoughts long enough because Enid burst into the room, almost breaking the door. "Principle Weems just called, Y/N just woke up!" PART 9 👉 HERE! [Was a crossover with my other fanfic "GHOSTS" needed? No Did it feel good to do? YES!!! - ♥♥♥Celine♥♥♥] [If you want to check my first fanfiction "GHOSTS", Here is the ao3 link 👉 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀]

#wednesday addams x you #wednesday x reader #wednesday adams x reader #wednesday #wednesday addams angst #wednesday addams fanfic #wednesday addams x fem!reader #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday angst #wednesday x female reader #wednesdayaddams #jenna ortega x reader #wednesday addams x female reader #wednesday x you #wednesday addams x y/n #angst

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rotten-games · 1 year

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I think you should make a list of characters in your stories and there sexuality it would make it easier to know who to romance and with what characters

I have many times but for the sake of expedience I'll just list them here. I checked and there are character lists on the pinned post. Please look there for more information on my characters. Some descriptions may be a bit old but they’re all mostly correct.

Rott

Arke - Human, he/him, gay

Ardwen - High-elf, he/they, bi*

Bex - Half-orc, he/him, bi + demi

Calyssa - Human, she/her, bi

Druvel - Infernal, he/him, bi + arospec

Emil - Human, he/him, bi

Ettia - Woof elf(?), she/her, bi

Gwyn - Wood elf(?), he/him, bi

Herron - Human, he/him, bi

Keller - Human, she/her, ace + bi

Korrin - Half-elf, they/them, bi

Lokeira - Infernal, he/him, bi

Necrolym - Human, he/him, bi

Nox - Dwarf, she/her, bi

Qora - Half-elf, she/her, gay + demi

Severa - Half-elf, she/her, bi

Spotter - Human, they/them, bi

*this has changed really recently. I just see Ardwen as a he/they more than a he/him

CoI

Lowrie - they/them, bi, poly (with Carol and/or Harley)

Carol - she/her, bi, poly (with Lowrie)

Allard - he/she/they (choice), bi

Mordred - he/him, bi

Ridley - he/she/they (choice), bi

Harley - he/they, bi, poly (can be monogamous with mc)

Doc - she/her, bi + arospec

Arthur - he/him, bi

Perci - she/her, bi

Deimos - he/him, gay + arospec

Dagda - he/she/they (choice), bi

Saga - he/she/they (always the same gender as mc), gay

Adrastea - she/they, bi

#rott game #coi game

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the-gateway-to-madness · 6 months

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Akiridion Cores

Sort of a sequel to my first Akiridion culture post (something about this planet just gets the ideas ROLLING for me).

It also draws on my idea of what "thermogenic osmosis" is- namely, Akiridions being able to absorb information directly from other Akiridions by conducting heat or energy in some manner.

OKAY. CORES AND STUFF NOW.

Thermogenic osmosis, I think, involves physical contact, and energy flowing from the core through an Akiridion's body to another's. Generally platonic or familial in nature, but also how I think their reproduction should work (because the system presented in RotT makes no sense and brings me only suffering, and also because Akiridions deserve to make out with each other).

Depending on the clothes, one can clearly see the shape of an Akiridion's core, even through the jumpsuit. My theory is that there is a layer of Akiridions' surface that does exist over the core, but it's transparent, thin compared to the rest of their surface, and incredibly sensitive. Their clothes/jumpsuits serve as a second layer to protect them.

Placing any part of one's body over the core is extremely intimate, but it's appropriate for family or close, trusted friends so long as the jumpsuit is on. If the jumpsuit is off, it's romantically or otherwise too physically intimate for family or friends- it's such a vulnerable act that it's only for long-term committed partners, probably engagement or marriage only for most.

(That said, imagine the shorter of an Akiridion couple kissing the other's core.)

I think that Akiridions do have a sort of pulse, but it's a regular release of energy from the core and presents as a very slight waver in temperature that can only really be detected if one is touching the surface that protects the core directly.

Akiridion illnesses, I think, rather than being pathogenic, would involve a disruption or irregularity in the usual energy flow from the core, most or all of which can be corrected with thermogenic osmosis- which makes a long-term lone Akiridion prone to danger (*looks at Krel*).

For example, a friend and I came up with a disease a while back that slowly deteriorates or rots the core over the course of months. It starts with memory loss and progresses to excessive expansion of the hollow parts of the core, and then the core physically becoming brittle and breaking off pieces, and the Akiridion is left in an almost zombie-like state, fixated on whatever once meant most to them, twisted by forgetting. Eventually it leads to the complete loss of the surface covering the core and death.

... anyway, thermogenic cosmosis can fix it as long as no parts of the core have completely broken off

Point is, the core is very much the literal and cultural center of being an Akiridion.

These posts are sort of a series now! Here's a compilation.

#tales of arcadia #krel tarron #3below tales of arcadia #aja tarron #varvatos vex #akiridions

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dreamcrow · 2 years

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so i know we don't talk about That Movie or anything but i'm sitting here thinking about bellroc and nari and my perennial hill to kill on of the arcane order actually care about each other when it hits me that. the first time we see nari after douxie pulls off the bodyswap: her body language does not at all convey fear

look at her—that expression is grateful, exhausted, a little surprised, maybe, but not afraid. her grin is almost playful. she's not nearly as frightened as she looked during the train fight, just a few moments earlier! and her good mood continues, throughout her scenes at the police station and even into the strategy shots inside camelot. for that entire time, she only starts showing distress when douxie starts getting actively tortured—not when he's otherwise only in custody.

which makes that torture feel...kind of like a cheap gimmick, tbh? out of left field, at best. admittedly everyone was out of character in rott, but...leaving that aside for the moment, everything we know about the order indicates they've known each other, very well, for a very long time. surely nari must have known what douxie could expect from them, especially after they catch his deception; she doesn't hesitate on, or sugarcoat, a similar warning when she says the order will surely rip your soul to pieces. at the same time, we know nari must know how to push the other order members' buttons: she teases skrael to his face ("so old! and they still haven't learned manners"), and we also know that bellroc seems mildly vexed by her "habit of playing with humans, despite [their] warnings."

so i just. hm. villain apology on main, i guess, but i feel like this leaves us with a few obvious options for interpretation. (tossing them under the cut, bc this is already getting long.)

option one: nari had no idea bellroc and skrael would resort to torturing douxie. given how long she's known them (and vice versa), and the fact that she's not hesitated to warn douxie of impending unpleasantness in the past, this seems unlikely.

option two: nari knew bellroc and skrael were going to torture douxie, but spent the entire interim doing nothing about it (not even warning her allies) and actually goofing off (see: singing in the police station, chasing archie around) until it started affecting her personally. while i'm not ruling out straight up stupid writing, this...also seems unlikely. rott!nari is spacey, but she's still undeniably presented as one of the good guys; while i think there's definitely a case for reading nari as a morally grey/neutral character—she never says what the order is doing is wrong—i don't think rott is the one to make it definitely not well, and definitely not on purpose, lmao

option three: nari's nonchalance after the bodyswap is informed. she knows bellroc and skrael have douxie, and that they'll figure this out soon enough. but she also knows, or thinks she knows, that neither she nor douxie are in serious danger because of it. this isn't an ideal situation, but it frustrates...whatever nebulous ills the genesis seals are supposed to be bringing about.

SO IF YOU'VE READ THIS FAR,,, i mean i think it's pretty obvious which one i'm at, right!! maybe she wasn't expecting it and they did it anyway. which: juicy! but i don't trust this writing enough to think it was written that way on purpose, lmao. the order knew each other. nari only says the order was wrong as the camera cuts to bellroc, the first time we see them after being blinded. no logical reading of nari's actions also permits a reading where she expected them to torture douxie. there is a ton of bad writing in rott that i am not even going to try to make make sense (fucking "naughty girl") but the more i think about it the more i simply cannot see a cogent justification for the torture in the first place. either it was supposed to be a believable course of action—which it isn't, not on the order's actions from wizards nor on nari's own behavioral testimony in the script up to this point—OR it was an exceptionally lazy signal to the audience. Look At This Evil Queer, who is evil, because, uh. reasons. now quick, check out this sweet kidz bop pacific rim mech fight.

anyway. this was a rambling, meandering mess. i don't know exactly what my point was, but if you got all the way through this: here, you deserve a cookie. 🍪

#nari of the eternal forest #bellroc keeper of the flame #the arcane order #tales of arcadia #rise of the titans #mine #once again tearing my hair out over how the first fifteen minutes of rott feel like they were from a completely different universe #also over how bellroc got 1.) misgendered and 2.) literally on-screen exploded to death #and somehow STILL suffered the least character assassination of the entire cast #anyway i am sobbing i am wretched etc. don't even look at me

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