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Solar Opposites: Unleashed Episode #4: “The New Not-So-Normal”

At the Solar Opposites’ house, Korvo is busy putting up the new frame of the family now with Janiz on it as he smiles and turn into his human form while putting on his ID

Human Korvo: sighs

Janiz: What’s wrong?

He the notice his eyes flashing aquamarine but in a control manner as he smiles.

Human Korvo: I guess this the new normal.

Terry: I agree. Have a good day at work.

Human Korvo: Okay darling. See you later. kisses Terry on the cheek as Terry blushes

Terry giggles. As Human Korvo leaves, the kids prepare to head to school when Pupa notices a newspaper ad.

Pupa: gasp and sees Super Shlorpian Korvo on the news Ooooh.

Later at work, Human Korvo began to overhear a conversation between Mark Baine and the rest of the coworkers while Naomi arrives. Human Korvo looks at Naomi

Human Korvo: Hey, um, you better get check what’s going on

Naomi: Huh? Why?

Human Korvo: Because, they’re talking about you and Cheery

Naomi: Huh?

Mark Baine: The last thing Cheery said to me, is she never stop trying. We need to honor her by honoring her plan.

Barry: Mark, we’re clear on this. I want to hear the others’ opinions on this.

Jean: I choose for the girls to merge back. It’s probably what Cheery would’ve wanted. Right, Doc?

Doc. Green: I’m sorry but it seems like resurrecting looks unnatural. If I had to choose, I say Naomi should stay.

Mark Baine: Well, that’s two to one. looks at Caitlin And I guess. I trust you right. You don’t want your hubby to tip the scales to Cheery?

Caitlin: Uh…

Then, she makes a decision

Caitlin: Uh no. I choose the girls to merge back. I have my own reasons but that’s how I feel.

Mark Baine: Well, that’s three to one. looks at Barry

Barry: still mad at Cheery I just need more time… to think about it…

Mark Baine: Very well.

But then, Baine gets mad

Mark Baine: Think about it all you want boss man! Because, in three hours, I’m doing this with or without you! And you try to stop, you’ll have no one but yourself to blame yourself for the fallout!

Naomi: offscreen You can all blame me!

Everyone turns and see Naomi, who walks toward a photo frame on Korvo’s desk, and sees the picture of the Human Solars on the day they adopted Sonya.

Naomi: They’re like a family…. now you guys are gonna tear them apart and it’s all my fault? I wish I never been born…

As Naomi walks away…

Cheery: offscreen Naomi?

Naomi: Cheery?

Cheery smiles. Then, Naomi runs onto Cheery’s arms and starts sobbing while Human Korvo arrives.

Naomi: sniffling They-they want to merge us back together. And I don’t want to.. you guys have been so nice to me and… I want to know more about you…

Cheery: Me too.

Then, Cheery looks at the rest of her coworkers angirly while still comforting Naomi, so does Human Korvo as he walks towards them.

Human Korvo: Is true?! Is it true?!

Barry: Korey, we really think it’s best if-

Human Korvo slaps Mark Baine in the face, which made Barry, Caitlin, Doc. Green and Joan gasp in shock.

Cheery and Naomi: Whoa!

Human Korvo: How could you do this?!

Mark Baine: chuckles I’m sorry but you see Cheery was trying to-

Human Korvo: Was trying to save our friend’s life! I can’t believe you would want to re-emerge her and Naomi! Naomi saved our ship and AISHA! You should all be thankful!

Mark Baine: Are you telling me to-

Human Korvo finally having enough, shoves Baine down the floor and with a crowbar and with a big swing, destroys the machine that was supposed re-emerge Naomi and Cheery back to normal as sparks flies down and the machine is now destroyed as he breathes in and and out.

Cheery: Woah.

Barry: shock Korey…

Doc. Green: Uh…

Joan: Yeesh. He does have a point… Naomi looks nice.

Joan walks over to Naomi.

Joan: Don’t worry Naomi. I changed my mind. You can stay.

Mark Baine: What have you done?! Are you-

Human Korvo: Shut the fuck up!

Barry: Korey, just calm down and-

Human Korvo: I have had enough! If you dare put any harm on Cheery and Naomi ever again, I’ll report you to the authorities! Stay away from them or else! leaves Come on ladies, we’re leaving…

Mark Baine: Korey, I order you to come back here!

Human Korvo: No… it’s over… Naomi is staying…

Mark Baine growls. As Cheery, Naomi and Human Korvo walks away, the rest of the coworkers starts to feel ashamed. The scene cuts back to Korvo putting news photos of him and his family hanging out with their friends, now include Naomi as he smiles.

Terry: Hey. Heard what happened.

Phoebe MacCarthy; You okay?

Korvo: sighs No. I can’t believe they would do this. Why would they do this? sigh At least the machine is destroyed and Naomi is safe.

Phoebe: I’m glad too.

Terry: I just hope that he doesn’t go anywhere near us.

Korvo: I’m sure he won’t.

Then, ASIAH appears frantically.

AISHA: Korvo! Someone broke in the laboratory and stole chemicals!

Korvo: What?!

Later, Barry, Caitlin, Doc. Green and Joan meets up with Mark Baine.

Barry: Mark, what is going on?

Mark Baine: Ask Korey. It clear he did it.

The others began to feel disturbed by this once Human Korvo arrived.

Human Korvo: What’s going on?!

Mark Baine: Korey, I want you to know that I took your DNA experiments and chemicals. With that, I’m gonna make the world a better place.

Human Korvo began to feel enraged by this. Human Terry then arrives with the rest of the adults.

Miss Frankie: Korey, what’s going on?

Human Terry: What is happening? sees the stolen chemicals Mark, you took them?

Mark Baine: Yes I did. I made a new project that you might enjoy. Look.

Mark got out a knocked out soldier as he head towards the man with a needle as the gang began to feel terrified.

Cherie: Mark?! What are you doing?!

Human Korvo: WAIT! MARK! DON’T! IT’S DANGEROUS!

But it’s too late. Mark injected a crocodile DNA into the soldier as he screams in pain and starts to grow a crocodile tail and skins as the adults stay back

Phoebe MacCarthy: Bring it on you bitch!

Montez: Holy shit! He’s transforming!

Principal Cooke: Quick guys! Run for it!

As the gang ran out, the soldiers has become a were-crocodile and roars as he heads off into the woods.

Barry: Mark! What have you done?!

Mark Baine: I did what I have to do.

Montez grabs Mark and gets furious with him,

Montez: You’ll pay for that you son of a bitch!

Montez punches Mark to the wall that made him unconscious,

Nova: Does that mean you guys are gonna have to evacuate?

Human Terry: Yeah. I think so…

Cherie: Follow me!

The gang follows Cherie as they run off for safety. after the adults arrived at the Solars’ home, Human Korvo, Phoebe and the kids pack some supplies while Human Terry watches.

Human Jesse: Do we have to leave Korvo?

Human Korvo: Yes. It isn’t safe here.

Phoebe MacCarthy: Yes. I agree is monster out there. You guys are not safe here.

Human Janiz: So we have to leave.

Human Yumyulack: Terry, I’m scared.

Human Terry: It’s gonna be okay buddy. I’m gonna get some snacks! You guys go one without me, okay?

Human Korvo: Are you sure?

Human Terry: I’ll be fine honey… just get to kids to safety… kiss Human Korvo on the cheek

Human Korvo cries a little.

Human Korvo: Be careful…

Human Terry: soothes Human Korvo’s face I’ll be okay… I promise…

The Solars leave. Before that, Human Korvo tearfully kiss Human Terry on the lips as they moan. Human Korvo then leaves with the kids as Human Terry takes a deep breath and heads to the bus stop while putting on his orange hoodie.

Human Terry: Make your family proud…

Later, at the gas stop store, Human Terry heads in the store.

Human Terry: walks to a clerk Hi excuse me. Can you please show me the way to the snacks?

Clerk: Oh right here on Isle 3.

Human Terry: Thanks

As Human Terry walks to the isle isle and picks out some snacks. He then sees a mask that means plague which causes a flashback of woman Shlorpian who looks like him and Jesse as he breaths in and out and drops the basket.

Human Terry: Fuck! Not now!

Human Terry then starts to see two other traumatic flashbacks flashing through his mind, like other Shlorpians making fun him and a purple Shlorpian screaming.

Purple Shlorpian: Freak!

Human Terry: No! breathing in and out No…

Human Terry starts to lose control of his sanity. Then, his eyes suddenly starts glowing orange and he punches a wall. Then, Human Terry regains his sanity as he gasp and but grows confused by the wall hole

Human Terry: Wuh? How did that hole get here?

Human Terry tells himself to focus.

Human Terry: No! Focus Terry! You need to get snack for your family before-

Suddenly, he hears the were-crocodile roaring and sees a hole as he gasp. As Human Terry backs away, he gasp and sees the were-crocodile as he screams in horror.

Human Terry: Holy shit! Gotta hide!

Human Terry hides in the soda section as he starts breathing in and out and tries to call Korvo, only for the beast to find as he screams. Back with Human Korvo, he hears Human Terry screaming as he gasp and stops the bus.

Sonya: Korvo! What’s wrong?!

Human Korvo: Terry is in danger! We gotta head back now!

Human Korvo then turns the bus around and drives to the gas station store. Back with Human Terry, he tries to back away from the were-crocodile.

Human Terry: Okay. Easy there buddy, I-

The were-crocodile then grabs Human Terry’s left leg as he starts to scream. Just as Human Terry holds on to the pole to not let go, something in him causes him to snap.

Human Terry: Gggggrrrrrrrrr! You…. BITCH!

Human Terry growls as he pummels on the were-crocodile and starts to wrestle with it

Human Terry: LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!

Human Terry then punches the crocodile two times as he growls. He then screams in fury and throws the were-crocodile to the wall as it gots knocked out unconscious. Human Terry breathes heavily.

Human Korvo: offscreen TERRY!

Human Korvo runs up to Human Terry but gasps when he sees something is wrong with him

Human Korvo: Honey, what happened? Are you hurt? touches Human Terry’s face

Human Terry: I’M FINE!

Human Korvo screams a little but then realizes something is wrong once he notice the glowing orange eyes in Human Terry as he slowly approached him.

Human Korvo: Terry?

Human Terry: I SAID I AM FINE!

Human Korvo: No you’re not. Let me-

Human Terry then lunges at Human Korvo, but luckily Human Korvo catches him in a calming embrace as he gives Human Terry a cool down hug. Human Terry stops growling and starts sobbing a little

Human Korvo: Shh… it’s okay honey… you’re okay…

Human Terry: crying Korvy, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I-

Human Korvo kisses Human Terry on the cheek as he continues to comfort him.

Human Jesse: Terry! Are you okay?

Sonya: Terry!

Human Yumyulack: Whoa! Holy shit! What the fuck happened?!

Human Terry: Long story. sniffs

Phoebe MacCarthy: Come on, let’s get you outta here.

Meanwhile, back at camp, Barry was talking with Doc. Green, Joan and Caitlin.

Caitlin: Barry, why would you do that?

Barry: I can explain-

Joan: Why did you destroy Korey’s lab with your powers?

Doc. Green: That explosion put in him in a coma and nearly killed Cheery. She was trying to help.

Barry: It was the only way.

The four scientists then started arguing once the human Solars and their friends arrived and then sees the argument.

Human Jesse: Uh, what’s up with them?

Human Pupa and Sonya shrugs.

Human Korvo: What’s going on?!

Human Janiz: I don’t know.

Cheery: Aw man, I hope they’re not getting into a debate about me and Naomi.

The scientists keep arguing as Human Korvo tries to diffuse the tension.

Human Korvo: Okay, let me try to-

Suddenly, Human Terry stops him and sees something on the computer. He check the date and finds out it was the same date Korvo fell in a coma. He starts to play the video and sees what happened on that night as he gasp in shock then his face turns into anger.

Human Terry: YOU BASTARD!

Human Terry then punches Barry in the face as his family and friends gasp and back away, which ends up breaking up the arguing.

Human Terry: Barry? You destroyed the lab?! How could you?! You nearly got my husband and our friend killed! H-he trusted you!

Human Korvo: Terry, calm down-

Human Terry: Barry did this! He’s the one who destroyed the lab and AISHA and put you in a coma!

Human Korvo looks down. Then clenches his fist as he takes a deep and firmly goes up to Barry

Human Korvo: How could you? I trusted you

Barry: Korey, I didn’t-

Human Terry: What were you thinking? You put the man I love and our friend in serious danger!

Barry snaps.

Barry: I DIDN’T HAVE A CHOICE!

Human Terry: ENOUGH!

Human Terry finally snaps and throws Barry to the wall as everyone gasp.

Human Yumyulack: Um Terry, take it easy-

Human Terry: Ugh! I had it with you people and your stupid conflicts?! When are you gonna- the screen suddenly went orange for a second as he suddenly found himself back on Shlorp What? The scene glitched as he saw a shadow of a monster with glowing orange hanging from the ceiling, another horned monster dead on the floor and baby Jesse crying in her crib. Clearly having a panic attack right now, Human Terry curled up on the floor with his hands over his ears, trying to block out this hallucination, but it wasn't off... And he was suddenly knocked back into reality screaming NNNNNOOOOO! breathing in and out frantically No…

Everyone seemed startled by this as they back away. Human Korvo gasp and comes up to his husband in concern.

Human Jesse: T-Terry? You okay?

Human Terry was shaking and practically sobbing at this point, unable to even form coherent sentences. Human Korvo then put his arms around Human Terry.

Human Korvo: Oh Terry, is everything alright?! What’s wrong?!

Human Terry: tearfully Wh-what the fuck was that?

Human Korvo: Oh dear. Let’s go home, AISHA might have the answers to this. Come along kids.

Joan: Wait, what about-

Phoebe MacCarthy: We’re not helping you!

Some of the group gasp.

Barry: B-but what about it-

Human Jesse: No forget it! If you guys are just gonna keep fucking throwing each other off the bus, then we’re not helping you. Come on guys. Let’s go home.

Caitlin: Wait! Come back! reaching out her hand

But it was too late. The Human Solars left as the group looks down sadly. Then it shows The rest of the gang, who have watched the whole argument, look sadly as they watch their friends leave.

Miss Frankie: Is Terry going to be okay?

Ms. Perez: Hopefully...

Randall: I sure hope so.

Then, when the Human Solars got home, Aisha is shocked to see Human Terry so vulnerable.

Aisha: Damn, what happened to you Terry?

Human Terry: shaking I-I don’t know. One minute, I fucking snapped because of this whole tension going on around about the epidemic. The next thing I know is that my eyes flash back to Shlorp 13 years ago.

Human Korvo, Human Yumyulack and Human Jesse: What?!

Sonya: Your home planet?!

Phoebe MacCarthy: Aisha! Maybe you can scan Terry! That could help why he acted like that back there.

Aisha: Got it Phoebes!

Aisha starts scanning all over Human Terry’s body until she gasp in horror and looks down.

Human Terry: What?! What is it?!

Aisha: sighs Terry, there is something you should know. It’s time I tell ya the truth about your family’s history…

Human Terry: M-my birth family?

A flashback occurs which shows Shlorp years ago and it shows Terry’s mother Jessica slowly dying from a plague as the doctor packs up his stuff..

Aisha: For the past years, your family was gifted with an amazing beast that is part of their life sources… the Mundane! These beasts are sadly beasts that came out from suicidal thoughts and depression, but luckily, the Wearspreadas were a let to master their beast by realizing how strong and brave they are and the love of the people who care about them, including their friends and family. Your mother was one of them, but tragically the plague took her slowly…

Doctor: closing his suitcase; to Teraformus You must leave! Now!

As the doctor leaves, a baby crying was heard. Teraformus looks at his dying wife one more time as she looks at him smiling.

Jessica: Quickly, before it takes him too.

Teraformus tearfully nods. Then, before she dies, Jessica kiss a pacifier slowly. Then it shows baby Terry crying as Teraformus picks him up and puts him in a basket as he took him to an orphanage. Teraformus looks at baby Terry one more time as he leaves. The head orphan leader picks up baby Terry and takes him inside. The scene cuts back to the present as Human Terry gasp.

Human Terry: Wh-what? I’m a half monster?

Aisha: I’m sorry Terry. It’s true. After your father created me, he told me not to tell you until you are older. Because, the first time a Wearspreada transforms into Mundane, they don’t have any control, which makes the, go berserk and out of control. Even might hurt other people. Also, they’ll lose their sanity if they don’t have any control… even forgetting about the ones they love…

Overwhelmed and distraught, Terry turns back to his normal Shlorpian self as he falls on his knees and breaks down in tears. Korvo, Yumyulack, Jesse and Pupa turns back into their normal alien selves. Then, they, Sonya and Phoebe hugs Terry as he kept crying.

Korvo: Shh. Oh Terry, there there. It’s gonna be okay. Even you transform into your Mundane for the first time, we’ll still be with you no matter what.

Jesse: Yeah. You’ll still be our dad!

Yumyulack: It’ll be okay man.

Sonya: Yeah, even if you turn into a monster like Mr. Korvo, you’ll always be the Terry we know and love.

Pupa: Terry…

Phoebe MacCarthy: And if they dare get on your bad side, I’ll be sure to kick their fucking assess!

Terry kept crying as his family pull him close.

Terry: tearfully O-okay. I’ll try to-to control it! I-I don’t wanna lose my family. I’m so s-s-sorry…

The rest of the family continues to comfort Terry as he breaks down in tears more, now completely afraid of the other side of himself.

A week later…

Mark Baine was searching for something until, he saw a tiny grave. He digs it and grows interested in this. Back with the family, they are back on the bus while “One Night in Bangkok” was playing on the radio:

Human Korvo: takes a deep breath Okay, no sign of the creature so-

Human Jesse: This song is good!

Suddenly, something causes Human Korvo to stop the bus as he cries out in fear and breathes in and out. He gets out and checks to see what got him startled, until he saw claws marks on the front of the bus as he began to growl

Human Korvo: Oh come on!

Suddenly, Martian appears as the kids screams and he laughs evilly.

Human Korvo: Oh shit! You again!

Human Jesse: Aaaah! It’s the Martian from two weeks ago!

Human Yumyulack: Oh god!

The scared Shlorpians and Pupa turns back into their normal selves, which shock the Martian

Martian: What?! You five are aliens?!

Terry: Hey prick! We’re not scared of you!

Pupa: Yeah.

Sonya: hiding behind Janiz Uh, I am.

Korvo growls.

Yumyulack: Huh?

Jesse: Korvo, are you okay?

Then Korvo’s eyes starts glowing as he grins in a control manner.

Korvo: takes his robe off Kids, stand back! Papa wolf wants a piece of this action! gives robe to Yumyulack

Yumyulack: Korvo, what the heck are you even talking about-

Then, Korvo’s eyes starts glowing aquamarine as his skin becomes black, he grows bigger and muscular as his clothes rip apart.

Korvo: clothes starts ripping as he grows bigger and stronger; voice deepens Ooooohh yyyyyyeeeeeesss! I feel gooooooooodddd!

Then, his wings pop out, his horns pop out and his teeth becomes monstrous. Super Shlorpian Korvo roars as his kids grow shock by this moment. Terry even blushes at his husband as he sighs lovingly.

Sonya: K-Korvo?

Yumyulack: What the fuck?! My adult is a giant monster?!

Jesse: Whoa! Korvo, you’re so buff!

Pupa: gasp

Phoebe MacCarthy: Go kick his ass, Korv! The kids, Terry and I will take care of what’s happening out there!

Super Shlorpian Korvo nods at Phoebe with a smirk as he gets ready to fight Martian.

Martian: Okay, freak! Let’s fucking go!

Martian and Super Shlorpian Korvo then started with Martian punching Super Shlorpian Korvo in the face as he screams in pain. He then flies up and uses his ice breath to slow Martian down, which made him slip.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Don’t test me, ya cunt!

Martian: Why you…

Martian grab a branch and throws it at Super Shlorpian Korvo, who dodges it. The kids are shock and surprised by this.

Sonya: Wow! I had no idea you Shlorpians could do that!

Jesse: Neither did we! Janiz, how did Korvo do that!!

Janiz sighs.

Janiz: eyes starts glowing icy pink Kids.. it’s time we tell you…

Yumyulack: Wait. Did your eyes just…

Then, Janiz’s skin starts turning black as she grows bigger and muscular and her clothes rip apart as she stretches them out. Then, her horns and wings appear but are also icy pink as she roars. The kids gasp in shock.

Yumyulack: What the fuck?!

Sonya: You can do that too?

Super Shlorpian Janiz then gets boobs.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: breathing in and out It’s because, it’s been running in mine and Korvo’s family for generations

Jesse and Sonya: WHAT?!

Yumyulack faints.

Pupa: Whuh?

Super Shlorpian Janiz: I’m so sorry you had to find out this way…

Yumyulack: Wait. You always had in the family?

Super Shlorpian Janiz: It’s true. It’s always been inside of me and Korvo ever since our 13th birth-a-day. Every generation, a young Replicant is gifted with a new life source that is actually a blessing. But if not tamed, you can lose your sanity and forget the ones you love.

Jesse: Wait, is that why Korvo has thin skin?

Super Shlorpian Janiz nods.

Yumyulack: But why you didn’t you tell us?

Jesse: Yeah?

Super Shlorpian Janiz tears up.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Because, Yumyulack, you inherited too!

Yumyulack gasps.

Jesse and Sonya: Say what?!

Pupa: Yumyulack…

Yumyulack: I… I’m half super Shlorpian, too?

Yumyulack breathes in and out.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: hugs Yumyulack and soothes him It’s okay! It’s okay! Luckily you didn’t transformed yet. But, you have to be careful. Any breaking point can cause you to finally have the side effects! You can even accidentally hurt someone!

Yumyulack: Okay.

Suddenly, the Martian kidnaps Pupa as he starts screaming.

Pupa: AAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Jesse: PUPA!

Yumyulack and Sonya: NO!

Super Shlorpian Janiz growls.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Oh my God! Let go of my nephew/niece you bastard!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: gasp Janiz?

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Korvo! Martian has the Pupa!

Super Shlorpian Korvo gasp and growls as he flies towards Martian, while going papa wolf.

Pupa: crying Korvo! Help me! wailing as tears fall down

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Let! Him! GO!

Martian: Make me! Or better yet… whistles

Huge foot stomps as heard and as Super Shlorpian Korvo looks up, he gasp and sees that the Were-Crocodile has become a Mega one.

Terry: THAT’S A HUGE BITCH!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: to Terry Ahem.

Terry: What?

Then, suddenly cyan marks appear around Super Shlorpian Korvo as he starts grow even more bigger and muscular.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: FUCK YES!

As Super Shlorpian Korvo moans in pleasure, a cyan mark appears behind as his back as he roars and fully becomes a Mega Super Shlorpian!

Terry: smitten whistle

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo chuckled seductively.

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo: What do you think Terry? Do you like so horny to you right now?

Terry: Oh fuck yes! Baby, you look so buff!

The mega were-crocodile roars but then, Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo starts to wrestle with him as he roars. He then punches the beast in the face as he growls.

Jesse: Damn! You guys can grow mega too! This is awesome! It’s like the Japanese KaIju monster movies!

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo: to the were-crocodile You think you can kill me?!

Sonya: Yeesh and those Rampage video games too! Where also, these people become giant monsters!

Yumyulack: I agree! Right now, it’s like King Kong vs. Godzilla all over again!

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo then freezes the Mega Were-Crocodile’s nose as it snarls and bites his arm. Despite the pain, the wound manage to heal by the Mega Super Shlorpian’s power as Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo growls and throws the were-crocodile down by the nose.

Yumyulack, Jesse and Sonya: Go Korvo! Yay! That’s our dad!

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo: You want more?!

Terry then hears Pupa’s crying getting louder as he gasp and starts to growl as his eyes starts glowing orange again.

Martian: chuckles upon seeing Terry Well, and what are you going to do? Try to kill me?! chuckles I like to see you try, you stupid bitch!

Jesse: Terry, calm down.

Terry then roars and grabs the Pupa away from the Martian, while lifting the Martian with some kind of monstrous strength and throws him to a tree.

Martian: GAH! MOTHERFUCKER! UGH!

Yumyulack, Jesse and Sonya: Whoa.

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo blushes and bites his lip.

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo: Damn I feel so turned by this form right now. It’s making me feel horny! hears the mega were-crocodile approaching as he growls And speaking of which…

Martian: END THE SUPER SHLORPIAN!

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo then pummels the were-crocodile and puts the antidote into him as he screams in pain. As Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo looks on, the were-crocodile turns back into the soldier as he groans.

Martian: NOOO! You fool!

The kids cheer while Terry’s eyes turn back to normal and regains his sanity while he comforts the crying scared Pupa.

Terry: It’s okay, Pupa. Ssh.

Mega Super Shlorpian Korvo then shrinks back to his normal size while the Martian escapes as the family looks on.

Martian: This ain’t over Opposites! I’ll be back for vengeance!

Phoebe MacCarthy: Damn. That is one angry Martian.

Super Shlorpian Janiz: Mmm-hmm.

Super Shlorpian Korvo groans as he holds his head.

Yumyulack: You okay?

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Yeah… kids… there is so much… I have to tell you

Super Shlorpian Korvo then turns back into normal with his clothes surprisingly on as Terry catches him.

Terry: Korvy…

Korvo then wakes up and sees the weeping Pupa reaching out for him as Korvo embraces and soothes him.

Korvo: Oh Pupa. Shh. It’s okay. Everything’s gonna be okay. Shh.

Pupa: Papa…

Sonya: You were amazing!

Jesse: I know and- gasp Oh my gosh! Pupa called you Papa!

Pupa: weeping; voice breaking while reaching out to Korvo Papa! Papa!

Super Shlorpian Janiz turns back into her normal Shlorpian as she runs to her family in joy upon hearing what the Pupa called her brother.

Janiz: Oh my gosh. Pupa, we’re so proud of you.

Terry: Yay! We’re so proud of you!

Korvo: I know I am…

Korvo continues to sooth the Pupa as he smiles and the family decided to head to the hotel. Later that evening, the family are now relaxing while the kids are playing around.

Yumyulack: Man those water slides were amazing!

Jesse: I know right!

Pupa: getting dried by Phoebe Splashy splashy!

Sonya: So glad I washed the chlorine off of me when I took a shower

Terry: So, Korv. Now that the kids know you’re a sexy brave monster, what does this mean for us?

Korvo: I don’t know. But whatever happens next, I know this family can pull through it.

Terry: I know we will. kiss Korvo on the lips

Terry smiles.

Terry: Wanna make out?

Korvo: Excellent choice my darling…

The two husbands make out as they moan.

Yumyulack, Jesse and Sonya: Eeew! Gross! Korvo! Terry! Eeew! You guys are disgusting! Come on boo

Later that night, while the rest of the family were sleeping, Terry looks out at the window as he sighs. He then notice something. He finds an old dusty note in his hoodie.

Terry: Huh?

Terry blows the dust off the note and it says…

“My beloved Terald, I know these are my last words but, I want you to know… you have an amazing future ahead of you. That I’ll someday hope you’ll find out one day. I may not be here anymore. But, I know you’re gonna do amazing things one day and maybe have a sproutling of your own too. But… you have something inside of you… that may happen when you turn 13. Your time will come my love. I love you - Your adult Jessica”

Terry cries.

Terry: cries a little Mom…

Korvo: Terry?

Terry: sniffles Yeah?

Korvo: You feeling okay?

Terry: sniffles No…

Korvo: What’s that note?

Terry: From my late adult… before she died from the plague…

Korvo gasps sadly.

Korvo: Oh Terry… I’m so sorry you grew up with parents… but it’s okay. You have me and the kids now…

Terry: Yes. Yes I do. Come here, babe.

The two husbands then kiss while cuddling as the screen fades to black

The end

Special thanks to @themagicwolf6677, @avaveevo, @king-of-squishmallows and others for ideas and support.

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tashathechimera · 7 months

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"You must be Durian. Operator has told me much about you."

The young girl had this explained to her already; Asa figured out how to get ID profiles into the mech's databanks, but not yet how to reassign primary control. Long story short; Asa herself had to remain "Operator" or risk getting locked out of Beatrice's permissions.

To Durian, it didn't make much sense. Bea was an AI right? Why couldn't she make her own choices. Asa did her best to explain that too, that Beatrice was more akin to really big computers, not the AI cores that drove warpships.

Beatrice was smart, capable, and if you imagined her in her prime she would have been fully independent. But all that intellect was locked behind her programming, her limitations. And that was the big puzzle Asa was piecing together here, trying to figure out a way past the bullshit.

"Smart girl" was a common name for her, but she loved mechanics and that's all there was to that. The biggest problems in getting Beatrice up and running was code, lines of gibberish Asa could never figure out. But she knew enough of the software—derivates of the Artificial Sapience programs had been used for running agriculture communities long before Asa was born—to get a foot in the door.

Standing on a catwalk face to face with a giant robot, however, hit different. Especially for Durian, who'd only ever heard third- or even fourth-hand accounts. And so to the big machine's greeting, the implicit familiarity, the little girl could do nothing but jump forward and hug.

Her tiny arms could barely grip anything on the smooth metal-and-glass cranium of sensors and optics, a gesture inherently meaningless to a computer but one that had an understood connotation of friendship and compassion Beatrice was already aware of.

"I think I like this one, Operator," she said warmly through the thin static, somewhere in her processor only wishing she could in some fashion hug Durian back.

#tasha writes #lornscape #serial #microfiction #writing #fiction #short story #sci fi #asa #beatrice #durian #mecha #giant robot

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nancypullen · 1 year

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It’s DERBY DAY!!!

Late last night I baked a few cupcakes so that the little miss and I could decorate them this morning. The cupcake liners are red roses (run for the roses) and the decor speaks for itself. Here’s hoping that they taste better than they look.

After breakfast I started a pork butt in the slow cooker so that we can have a Derby dinner of pulled pork. I’m throwing together a broccoli salad and a couple of other things, keeping it simple so I can sit down and enjoy the race. Crossing my fingers that my gray horse wins. I never bet enough to get rich, but if Tapit Trice wins I will be placing a healthy Sephora order. Wrinkle cream ain’t cheap. It also ain’t working, but that’s a story for another day. Around 10 o’clock we ladies went to Easton to paint pottery. Before departing Tennessee a dear pal gave me a gift certificate to Kiln Born Creations. Painting pottery and chatting was a favorite past time of ours in Mt. Juliet and her card said to use the gift to create special memories with the grandgirl. I didn’t intend to wait this long to use it, but between Covid, kidney stones, her 4 year old attention span, etc we did end up waiting. I’m so glad we did. Today Little Miss Magic and I painted a fairy house for her garden. She believes in fairies with all her heart and is convinced she’ll have tenants. I’m going to have to order some tiny shoes or items of clothing to drop inside from time to time. She’ll know they’ve been there.

Once it’s fired those colors will become brilliant and glossy. I think any fairy would be happy to live there.

Can we take a moment to appreciate that adorable dress?

That little Peter Pan collar and the blue waist sash - swoon! My sister made that dress for her daughter twenty plus years ago. She has gifted me with dresses, a kuspuk (also handmade), dance recital outfits, scads of American Girl dolls, clothes, and equipment, and books. Aunt Cathi is an absolute celebrity in my grandgirl’s eyes. When we see a car that even slightly resembles hers, she’ll sigh and say, “I wish that was Aunt Cathi coming to visit.” She’s a fan. Me too.

Right now I’m actually home alone. The gang went off to an animal festival sponsored by Caroline County’s Humane Society. There’s supposed to be live music, food trucks, alpacas and other interesting animals, fun booths for kids, dogs doing tricks and chasing lures, and lots more. I declared that they should go on without me because I still had some meal prep to do, which I truly did need to do if I intend to enjoy the Kentucky Derby. That didn’t take long and now I’m tapping away on the ol’ blog and talking to you. I may have gotten the better end of the deal. I hope they come home with an alpaca. We can add it to the squirrel that is currently residing in our garage and refusing to leave. I’m not sure when he got trapped in there, but he tore up the blinds at one window trying to get out. Mickey cracked the big garage door, but apparently Steve the Squirrel has gotten pretty comfy where we store the bird seed. He was heading toward the door at one point and Mickey raised it which spoked him and he ran back into the shelving. When we came home from Easton and painting pottery I was assured that Steve has gone. I don’t think I believe it. I don’t want to go into the garage to grab gardening stuff or spray paint something and end up with a squirrel in my hair. It doesn’t do any good to demand that he show himself, he won’t do it. I asked Mickey why he thinks the squirrel is gone and he said (and I quote), “Because I saw one that looked just like him run across the street.” This man can’t tell the difference between Ann Margaret and Lucille Ball (”Well, they both have red hair.”) but expects me to believe he can ID a squirrel at twenty yards. Steve is probably behind the shelves raising a family right now. But I can’t think about that right now. I’ve got DERBY plans. The more I do now, the more likely I’ll be able to watch the most exciting two minutes in sports. I’m going to tune in early to ooh and ahh over the hats, listen to the crowd sing My Old Kentucky Home, and get chills when I hear the “Riders up!” call. I love it all. Even if I’m not a winner today (Forte is still the favorite), I’m having a ball. Hope your Saturday is relaxing and that you have as much fun as you’d like. That may mean a big outing or an afternoon nap. Your call. Sending out love, grab some if you need it. Stay safe, stay well, RIDERS UP! XOXO - Nancy

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behindbrowneyezz · 4 months

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Im going to write to you like i never have before. Even though ive wrote you a hundred times but have never sent anything because i know how little you care. I just cant imagine being heartless in the way that you are. IM sorry that i didnt grow up into the adult you wanted me to be. Its weird right. As a little girl i truly thought I was going to work hard to make you proud. BUt after my senior year i did realize that i had to take a leap and trust my gut to have my own journey... I think youre probably disappointed in me. YOuve made it very clear that my emotions and feelings towards ANYTHING is 'just drama'....But im here to tell you that youre wrong. Im valid in the fuckin way you make me feel, im vaild in the way you all made me feel. I fucking hate you all still for going behind my back and taking MY gift so dominantly. I wont lie about that. I still have so much anger about you all and i think you all fucking suck for that. Id say that to any of your faces if you asked. Thats what is so wild to me. Its wild to me that there is adults like you that can trash their children so easily. The fact that you threw all my shit into garbage bags. Left. && I can count on one fucking had how many times ive seen you since 2011......i mean. what trash. Maybe you have such anger because you're still so triggered over Andrea. Its funny that you expect ME to just 'get over' everything but here you are.......pushing 50 and STILL SO TRIGGERED OVER YOUR HIGH SCHOOL DEAD BEAT BABY MOMMA. I bet you do hate me. Maybe even more then you hate her. Im proud to be like her. I know that makes you sick to your stomach to hear but its true. All my childhood, i hated her. But by how you treat ME, i bet you tossed her to the side too. Women hold nothing to you.Lets face it. YOull probably lose Katie too. So i hope youre saving your money for that day. I wish i could hate you, i dont. I just feel sorry for you. What a disgusting heart you have. What a miserable person you must truly be on the inside. Its even funnier that i really believed Katie when she told me you would cry over isaac. You deserve each other, ill give you that (Hahahahaa, by th way katie told me how she's even tried meth before. Don't think i dont know how you CHEATED on her as well, you coward) See hers the thing. Youre weak. I think you must of always been. Stupid me thought you were a man of honor. Youre not. YOure still that little loser that chose a drug addict to have not 1 but 3!!!! kids!!! Imagine. Imagine if any of us were like you. You wouldn't be here for us. You would just let us all suffer, worse than you do now. I dont like you. I should of never looked up to you....i literally hope out of all the BORED SNOOPYING you do...you find this. Youre still a coward. You lie about who you are. You dont love your own kids. && YOU suck the life out of every person you are around. There. I said it.

not your abandoned daughter, just ANDREAS FIRST BORN <3

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rippeds0cks · 6 months

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10/30/2023

Just getting into the worst day of every year. Technically all the dates of these should be shifted a date back cause its the night of the 29th right now but it’s also 2am. As always im thinking of her. Thinkin of when she drew whiskers on me for halloween cause i didnt have s costume and so i was a cat. Thinking of the halloween i rubbed the fact the girl she hated most kept trying to talk to me cause she was talking to some loser on discord or something. That hurt her badly cause the girl was her bully. I never talked to her and the time she showed up at my house cause she lived in my neighborhood i refused to meet her cause i hate anyone whod ever do that to my ex. But who am i to be on a high horse when i hurt her like that. I was hurt and said that to be vindictive and spiteful cause i knew itd hurt and i didnt wanna be the only one hurt. I wish i was more mature at that point in time. If i could meet my younger self id torture and kill him. Theres no one on earth i hate more than me. I should be better than everyone morally but my entire life ive done nothing good. Nothing good has happened to me in life besides her and i threw it all away cause im an idiot. Its my fault my life is hollow and empty. I keep having happy dreams that fuck me up when i wake. Its startin to really get on my nerves but i literally cant control it. Plus id be lying if i said i wasnt happier than ive been in my whole life in these dreams. I dont know. I just wish i could talk to her again. Today was garbage. I had a happy dream last night just to wake up and immediately throw on some clothes to go out to the pumpkin patch with my family. Sounds great but i had to wrangle my little brother who loves being miserable and making everyone else upset. Like goddamn dude im miserable enough to wanna kill myself every night but at least literally no one else knows. No one knows how i feel besides this tumblr that no one reads. Then after that multiple hour ordeal we got food n shit and when i tossed my little brothers wrapped up burger to where he sits he got pissy and told me not to throw his food (it was fine) and then my father walked in and started yelling at me too and my little brother walks by n tells me “just go back to japan i hate you”. Which for one is a crazy reaction about a burger i paid for but for two is disappointing. Im not hurt by it cause my family has told me since i was a kid how much they wish i wasnt born, some literally some in roundabout ways. Its just disappointing cause ive been putting in so much work and effort (and money) with him to try and improve his character and i thought we were making progress but i suppose not. Anyways. Tomorrow im just gonna watch a bunch of movies to pass time till its time to sleep again. Leave my room as little as possible. Try n wash away everything at the end of the day i guess. Goodnight

#Spotify

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papirouge · 1 year

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Umh, i think i never got caught because id say that i was born in italy but relocated in america quite young, thus most of my italian came from my family teaching me and not being in an italian environment. Also i was accussed of being a fake like twice but I just ignored it lol. Like they were just haters or jelly.

and yeah, some of these tradfem blogs are for real, which is really pathethic. Lets not forget either the weirdos into BDSM who larp as trads (or since its so common, i guess you could say the non-bdsm ones are larping 🥴)

I think its interesting because i know housewives (my sister included) but none of them identify as trad or are trying to follow an aesthetic or fit into a mold. They just decided to stay home for one reason or another, some want to return to work once the kid(s) are grown, others wish to stay home, and a few others don't really plan for the future and leave in the moment. Also, they don't care much about feminity, much less the superficial part: they do housework and errands dressed in sweatpants/jeans, sneakers and their hair in a bun/ponytail.

This is also why its so weird to me when some act like being a housewife is an oppressed group or whatever. Like no one is stoping you. And yeah, some people do have their hangups about women wanting to be housewives, but many times its because they're worried about them. Like radfems can be pretty smug when talking to them, but theres a reason why they warn about the potencial issues they can run into.

For example, when i wanted to be an actress, people would always tell me to really think about it, even discouraging me, due to many reasons but mainly because its difficult to find work in the acting world here in my country unless you have connections. People werent being mean or evil, as annoying as it was to me at the time, they were just being honest and worrying about my future.

Giiiiirl, you need to stop lying like that😭😂 just bc you never got caught means it's ok. I don't want you to get caught into unecessary drama😭

I remember catching so much flack from tradfem when I told them that TRADITIONALLY speaking, make up and jewelry was the prerogative of PROSTITUTES 💀

And even for the Christian ones, when I told them that make up was ALWAYS depicted negatively in the Bible (Jezebel), they deflected and acted like the Bible stating that God didn't care about the appearances.... As if it was a pass to go against His word (loathing make up). Also it's important to note that when the Bible talks about God not caring about people's appearance, it's about stuff they had no control over (David and his age, Moses and his speech impeachment, or even Jesus looking very normal for being thee Son of God, etc.) NOT YOU AND YOUR NEED TO LOOK HOT BECAUSE OF YOUR PRIDEFUL NEED TO "LOOK GOOD".

In the pro vs anti tradfem discourse, I think both tradfem and radfem have some valid points. Radfem are right to point out how this "scene" is prone to attract abusive men, but they don't need to be unecessary smug with women wanting to be housewife, and acting like they FOR SURE were going to be raped and abused (and mocking them when they do). They really messed up when they clowned that tradfem who got financially abused by her husband, being like "that's what happens when you stop working for a man 😏"......when it turned out she never stopped working 💀 and let's not forget how ridiculous it is to act like you had to not work to be financially abused by your spouse...

That being said, some tradfem are very dumb and special cases of "not like other girls" pickmeism. I also hate when some tradfem who've been married for less than 2 years, without child or significant experience as a married couple, are lecturing radfem about hoooow great their life is and how perfeeeect their husband is. Young married couple in their honeymoon phase should be humble and stop lecturing others about marriage when they themselves have to face the trial of a long lasting marriage.

If anything, you should always seek for advice for people much older than you. 23 y.o tradfem giving marriage/relationship advice ain't shit - sorry not sorry. Instead, look out for 45 y.o housewives. Interestingly, those aren't the ones out there acting so smug under radfem posts 👀

The acting industry is EXTREMELY selective in any country. It's a very toxic scene and I wouldn't recommend any to try to make it into it if they want to keep their soul intact.

#answered #tradfem

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somethingwritey · 3 years

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How is the Rangshi long fic coming? Id love an update on ittttt!

Hello! I'm so glad you're still thinking about my Rangshi fic! It's currently around 20k at the moment—definitely getting a bit carried away!

Because you asked, here's another little out-of-context snippet ;)

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“Do you think the spirits would mind if I assassinated a world leader?”

Jinpa jerked his head up at the question, risking a glance behind him at her. Kyoshi knew she must be a sight to behold, laying out across the wide saddle and staring up at the darkening clouds. In her hands, she opened and closed a fan in time to her pounding pulse.

“I don’t think that’s listed as an Avatar duty,” Jinpa stammered, thoroughly taken aback by her proposal.

“Bummer.”

Jinpa was quiet for a few moments, no doubt trying to edge around the subject towards her reasoning. “I take it that meeting with the Fire Lord went… poorly?”

Kyoshi propped herself up on her elbows to stare him in the face. She hoped he could read how absolutely stupid that question had been. She’d emerged from the Fire Lord’s palace by stomping, causing tiny earthquakes as she marched over to the stables. That should’ve been indication enough.

“He’s out of control.” Kyoshi shivered—Rangi’s absence making itself very apparent just then; she could always be counted on for a little extra warmth while traveling.

Kyoshi went back to staring at the sky.

Zoryu’s words about the Firebender still echoed in her ears, doing more to chill her than the night air ever could. She wished she could put more distance between Rangi and the Fire Lord, despite being hidden away in Yokoya.

For a terrifying moment, she wondered if Zoryu somehow knew. If he could see the girl in her cotton shift, laid out on the infirmary bed with her hands knotted in the sheets. If he had discovered a way to look at the bruises on her face and the way her breath still rattled slightly whenever she breathed. Maybe this whole meeting had been a distraction, a diversion to take Kyoshi away from the infirmary and Rangi. Maybe, it was too late.

“Jinpa!” Kyoshi felt her heart pounding in her ears. “Fly faster!”

She worked herself up as they flew, imagining horrific scenes of injury and destruction—rivaling the iceberg or North Chung-Ling - only this time, it would absolutely be her fault. If anything happened to Rangi, the Flying Opera Company, even Hei-Ran and Atuat, she would be to blame.

Kyoshi gripped the edge of the saddle, her knuckles turning white from the effort. She watched the ground grow closer and closer as Yingyong spiralled into a descent. Her chest tightened with every drop in altitude, and once, she almost slipped over the edge and plummeted the last several feet to the ground.

“Quiet evening.” Jinpa seemed on the whole unaware of her own personal panic. He landed Yingyong with ease and dismounted, walking around the side of the bison to assist Kyoshi like he always did.

She didn’t wait for the monk to make it over to her. She tumbled from the saddle, falling hard onto the ground and scrambling back up to her feet.

“Kyoshi!” he yelled after her in disbelief.

She didn’t turn around, stumbling towards the infirmary to what she knew would be waiting for her. Blindly, she pushed open the door and tripped over the doorway, panting and gasping for air, to find -

No evidence of violence. No ransom note or bodies or trails of blood. Just Hei-Ran and Atuat sitting in a few chairs with bowls of noodles, with the rest of the Flying Opera Company still bedridden, but looking more vibrant than before. Even Rangi looked, on the whole, unchanged, propped up in bed. Someone had even taken the time to put her hair back up in its usual topknot.

“Well,” Hei-Ran said dryly, taking in Kyoshi’s haggard appearance. “Are you being pursued by wolfbats? Lion vultures? Spider snakes, perhaps?”

Kyoshi’s face flushed red, and she tried hard to catch her breath - smoothing down her skirts to remove the ruffles.

“Did the monk get eaten?” Atuat asked calmly, taking another bite of her noodles. Clearly, the two women were enjoying the joke at Kyoshi’s expense.

Rangi covered her mouth, looking as though she was trying to keep a straight face for Kyoshi’s sake and failing at it. Kyoshi glared at her.

“Not you, too.”

A little snort escaped Rangi’s fingers, and her eyes went wide.

“Some bison ride you must’ve had,” Kirmia ventured, surveying Kyoshi’s windswept state. “What did happen to that Airbender of yours?”

Kyoshi gestured out the door. “Probably unsaddling Yingyong,” she told them all, still somewhat out of breath. “I, uh, just needed to check something.”

“The Fire Lord put you on edge?” Hei-Ran put down her bowl of noodles, staring hard at Kyoshi.

She forced herself to look back calmly. The last thing she wanted was to let everyone know that she’d gotten worked up over some unfulfilled threats. And now that she was here, even Kyoshi could tell how stupid she’d been. The infirmary was the safest place for Rangi right now, surrounded as she was by Hei-Ran and Atuat and unable to make any wrong move the Fire Lord could use to justify an attack.

Kyoshi forced a smile, relaxing her shoulders the best she could. “Nothing of the sort.” She tucked her fans back into her belt. “The meeting was simply to confirm what he already knew. Pretty big waste of time, actually.”

Hei-Ran was still studying her skeptically, probably trying to pinpoint the reason for Kyoshi’s sudden change in demeanor. Kyoshi dared to look over at Rangi again.

Her expression mirrored her mother’s, lips slightly pursed and head tilted to the side. If Kyoshi didn’t want Hei-Ran to discover the true nature of her meeting with Zoryu, she definitely didn’t want Rangi figuring it out.

Rangi’s station meant everything to her, and she took her job very seriously. If she knew that her own Fire Lord was pondering possible ways to strip the girl of her life - or worse, her honor - she would lose it.

Kyoshi had already seen how Fire Nation citizens treated their disgraced ranking officials. Hei-Ran had been pitied, patronized, pet like an animal. If anyone were to take that tone with Rangi, well, Kyoshi couldn’t promise that she would be able to keep her Avatar State in check.

“Care for some noodles?” Atuat gestured to her own bowl, holding it up for Kyoshi to see.

There was no way Kyoshi could turn down food. She hadn’t eaten since… well, Kyoshi couldn’t quite remember the last time she’d eaten, and she could feel Rangi staring daggers at her.

“Yeah,” she smiled at Atuat. “Noodles would be great.”

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It was three days before Rangi was able to stand.

Atuat worked on her the best she could, trying to heal the internal damage caused by Yun. She told Kyoshi that bits of his earth dagger had broken off inside her wound, causing irritation and leaving a large possibility for infection. It didn’t help that Rangi was a terrible patient.

“I can get up,” she kept insisting. “I’m fine!”

When Atuat finally let her try, Rangi leapt at the opportunity, getting to her feet much too quickly and nearly doubling over from lingering stiffness and pain.

“Careful!” Kyoshi cried, hovering nearby. The outburst earned her stares from both Rangi and Atuat.

When Rangi straightened up again—slower this time—Kyoshi could see the imprint of the bandages under her shift - wrapped generously around her torso like battle armor.

“Are you sure she should be doing this?” Kyoshi asked Atuat, probably only fueling Rangi’s determination. “She’s still got bandages on! What if she starts bleeding again? We can try again tomorrow! Or next week!”

“Kyoshi, what’s your problem?” Rangi narrowed her eyes.

She was being far too overprotective, Kyoshi knew. She should back off. Let Rangi manage her own recovery. But even though it was inviting Rangi’s wrath, Kyoshi didn’t want her Firebender’s stubbornness to impede her healing process.

Rangi needed to take it slow. Make sure she didn’t make things worse with her rush to get better. As much as Kyoshi wanted to see her girl back on her feet, she knew it wouldn’t benefit either of them if it happened too quickly.

That’s what Kyoshi told herself as she watched Atuat support Rangi and instruct her to gently raise and lower her arms - stretching out her muscles. Kyoshi just didn’t want Rangi to overextend herself. To tear open her wound. To hurry an infection along. Her concern was born from love and care, not selfishness.

Or cowardice.

As if to poke holes in her reasoning, Hei-Ran entered the tent, arms crossed. “Jinpa told me your meeting with the Fire Lord ended… abruptly.” She glanced over at Atuat and Rangi for the briefest of moments. “Rangi, straighten your shoulders. Injuries don’t excuse bad posture.”

Rangi huffed, but obediently did as she was told. She respected her mother’s authority, whether she liked it or not.

Kyoshi picked her next words carefully. Lying to Hei-Ran was never a good idea, but neither was letting on just how badly the meeting had actually gone. “I think… the messages of both parties had ample time for sinking in.”

The words could’ve come straight from Yun’s mouth—vague with just the right amount of high-brow language. Maybe she wasn’t a hopeless cause after all.

Hei-Ran seemed surprised by the response as well. “I see. And what message did the Fire Lord impart on you?”

Shit.

Kyoshi tried to think on her feet. “Politics,” she said at last. “The importance of… political relations.”

“Sounds like the stuff Jianzhu used to preach,” Rangi offered, crinkling up her nose at the mention of the departed sage.

Hei-Ran sniffed dismissively at the mention of the man who’d nearly poisoned her to death. Kyoshi wondered inwardly if the woman ever mourned Jianzhu, despite everything. He had once been her close companion, after all.

Every one of Hei-Ran’s old friends were gone, she suddenly realized - swallowing hard. Kuruk. Kelsang. Jianzhu. The once-inseparable gang hadn’t stayed that way for very long. Hei-Ran was the sole survivor.

Killed after hunting dark spirits.

Murdered by Jianzhu.

Murdered by Yun. And me.

What terrible fates had been waiting for the previous Avatar team, often at the hands of each other. Was that what waited for her? For Rangi? For Wong and Kirimia? Was every Avatar doomed to bring failure and annihilation to the people who loved them most?

“Atuat,” she said sharply, turning to look at Rangi who’d made good progress accompanied by the Waterbender. “That’s enough for today.”

“Yes, Avatar.”

As Atuat moved to help Rangi back to bed, Rangi protested - an angry haze settling over her face as she watched Kyoshi move towards the door.

“What?” Rangi twisted in Atuat’s grip, trying to break free, to run after her. “Who let her call the shots around here? Kyoshi, don’t you dare walk away from me! I’m not through talking about this!”

Kyoshi didn’t turn around. She couldn’t.

“Fine! Go clear your head! See if I care!”

And then Kyoshi made it out of earshot.

She would delay Rangi’s recovery as long as she possibly could, drag it out until the spirits themselves were begging the Firebender to get back on her feet. Because at least here in the infirmary, tucked away in Yokoya, she had people to keep her safe. She couldn’t get herself thrown into another life-threatening situation while she was still recuperating from the last one.

Kyoshi wouldn’t be the reason for Rangi’s obliteration.

And neither would Zoryu.

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more coming soon! my commissions are open (and so is my ask box!)

#rangshi #atla #rise of kyoshi #kyoshi x rangi #longfic #writing commissions #fanfic #shadow of kyoshi #kyoshi #avatar kyoshi #avatar the last airbender #rangi x kyoshi #fan fic #fic update

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parksunghoonbro · 3 years

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come here》 p.sh {pt.3}

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<3 pairing: chaebol!stepbrother!sunghoon x chaebol!fem!reader (some chaebol!bestfriend!soobin x reader)

<3 genre: angst, fluff

<3 warning: sunghoon gets jealous, he is unwillingly an asshole, making out, mentions of love (sorry if any of you guys are triggered by anything else)

<3 word count: 1.9k

<3 summary: park sunghoon, the most popular rich boy around town, who you are super attracted to becomes your stepbrother. what happens when you realize that he is also extremely attracted to you?

<3 xtra stuff: Soobin is the same age as Sunghoon. They are both 20 while y/n is 18 (2 years older). If you guys have watched Tempted/The Great Seducer y/n and soobin’s hang out is inspired by Shihyun, Sooji, and Sejoo’s (the three friend’s) hideout. (Soobin and y/n have been friends since y/n was born. Like 2-year old Soobin held y/n when she was a newborn)

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You wake up to being surrounded by a comforting warmth. You felt Sunghoon’s muscular arms wrapped around your waist and your face against his chest. After a couple of minutes of admiring the face of the man in front of you, you remember that you had an appointment with your stylist at 10:00 to plan an outfit for an event that your mother’s company has every year. It currently was 8:13, so you tried to squee yourself out of Sunghoon’s tight hold. Finally being able to sit up you were about to get out of his bed, but you suddenly felt two strong arms pull you back into bed. “Where do you think you’re going?” Sunghoon asked in his raspy morning voice. “I have to get ready to meet with my stylist later.” You responded snuggling back into his hold. Sunghoon groaned softly shoving his pace into the crook of your neck smelling your addictive scent. “Just cancel and stay with me,” Sunghoon whined. You wish you could stay but you had to go. This event was a pretty big one. ”What are you meeting your stylist for anyways?” Sunghoon asked curiously. “My mom has this big event that she hosts every year and I need to go to a fitting for the brand I am representing today.” You answered in a soft tone. Sunghoon thought for a little and then jokingly asked with a small chuckle, ”So who’s gonna be the lucky man who gets to be your date?” You suddenly remembered something. You were going to have a date! You blanked out wondering who it was this year. Of course, you wanted it to be Sunghoon, but it was obviously not him. the Assuming from a joking tone you’re sure that he doesn’t know that you’re going to have a date. “I don’t need a date.” You said with a flip of your hair. “I’m perfectly fine by myself.” Sunghoon grinned, “That’s my girl” After cuddling a bit more you finally got out of the bed and got ready. «───────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ─────────» Arriving at the salon you met your stylist. “Y/N!” You heard your names being called so you turned around. “Sohee unnie!” Your stylist of 8 years smiled. “Are you ready for this?” You smiled,”Yup! I’m ready” After hours and hours of looking over dresses, makeup, and hairstyles you finally finished your look. Since you were done you started to pack up. “Oh right! Before you go I have to tell you who your date is!“ Yoy looked back in anticipation of who it was although you already had someone you were almost 100% sure who it was and Sohee continued,”You’re date this year is the one and only Choi Soobin as always.” Yup. That’s right. Your date and the person you were expecting was Choi Soobi, your date since you were children. Choi Soobin was your best friend and although he lives in Jeju now you guys are still very close. He comes and visits every once in a while for events, meetings, and of course just to see his best friend of 17 years. When you finished your small conversation with Sohee you went home.

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Walking through the door all you saw was darkness. The lights were off. No one was home. You wondered where Sunghoon was, but you didn’t worry because it was only 5:30 pm.

-2:00 am-

Its already 2:00 am and Sunghoon isn’t home yet. You’ve called him a couple times and he didn’t pick up. You were worried sick and you were waiting on the couch.

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It was the next morning and you woke up in your bed with the amazing feeling of warmth next to you. You smiled Sunghoon was home. You turned around and saw Sunghoon looking back at you. He smiled at you and pulled you in closer to kiss your forehead. “Why did you wait for my love? When I got home you were asleep on the couch in your clothes and without a blanket! I was so worried that you were gonna get sick.” You put your hands on his stomach and started to touch it. “I was worried!” Sunghoon had an amused face by now, “Worried enough to fall asleep?” “Shut up” You answered back. Sunghoon raised his eyebrows. “Is that a challenge?” You panicked and jumped out of bed. Sunghoon laughed at you and stood up. “Let’s get ready and eat breakfast.” After getting ready you came down to the kitchen to see Sunghoon already sitting at the table with breakfast ready waiting for you. “Where are you going today?” Sunghoon stroked your head, ”Yesterday my stylist informed me that I would be attending your mom’s event. Today I have a fitting.” You smiled and shortly after it faded. You realized that he would have to have a date. Everyone brought a date that their stylist chooses and of course sometimes with the assistance of the person, but the thing that irked you the most was that his date wasn’t going to be you and it would be some other girl. Sunghoon noticed the change and mood and asked why you were upset. “What do you mean? I am not upset.” You said in a normal tone. Raising his eyebrows in confusion Sunghoon decided to not ask questions and answer with a simple “ok”. After a breakfast of hand-holding and flirting Sunghoon left.

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Being at home alone was becoming a little boring. You thought it was surprising that you weren’t enjoying it because you’re a homebody, but maybe it was because you had spent so much time with Sunghoon. You were about to go out alone, but suddenly your phone rang. You checked the caller id. 🐰Binnie 🐰. Soobin was calling you. You excitedly picked up the phone.

“Soobin! I missed you.”

“I missed you too. I heard auntie is getting married again. Are you okay cutie?”

“Yeah, I guess. Surprisingly I hope this marriage doesn’t last.”

“Why? Isn’t your mom getting married to Park Sungho, Park Sunghoon’s dad?

“That’s why Soobin!”

“Ohhh. Even though you don’want them to last they seemed pretty happy Y/N. I met your mom and Mr. Park in Jeju before I left.”

“I know I shouldn’t be selfish. WAIT rewind. You are in Seoul!?”

“Yes, dummy when am I ever not in Seoul before the gala? I have moved away from you for 2 years already and you haven’t remembered my schedule.”

“Well Soobin I am a busy girl”

“More like distracted. But let’s meet up now. I wanna hang out with my date!”

“Hmph. Alright, let’s meet. Our place?”

“Of course see you there”

“Bye”

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-Flashback-

(7th grade y/n)

“Soobin look at it! It is perfect!” you exclaimed looking at the place in front of you. You guys’ mothers had built a hang out for you and Soobin in a secret room behind a big painting on the first floor of their newly merged company building. “It is. This is our place from now on!” Soobin said back providing the same energy.

Soon even as you guys grew older it stayed as you guys’ place where no one else knew the password and was allowed not even your parents. It became a comfortable place for both of you guys where you guys would go to find each other no matter what.

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-At the Hideout-

“Soobin? Come out! I know you’re in here” You stated in a loud voice. “Boo!” “AHHH!” Soobin laughed at you until he was on the ground. “Choi Soobin you’re dead!” You said annoyed. Soobin realized that he had messed up and ran for his life up the stairs to the loft. You chased after him. When you got to the too you couldn’t see him. Then all of a sudden you felt a pair of strong arms pin your hands to your back. “Ha! Got you!” Soobin said with his signature smile. He let you go and hugged you which you gladly returned. You guys hung out for the rest of the day getting food, shopping, and playing video games in the hang-out. What felt like 10 minutes was 10 hours. You didn’t realize it but soon it was 1 am. Soobin looked at the clock and his eyes widened, “I should get you home now little one. It is late.” You looked at the clock shocked, ”Yes, I should get home now.” You guys turned off the TV and the lights and started to walk home. Yes, walk home. This wasn’t an uncommon occurrence with you and Soobin. Starting in high school you guys would always hang out until late into the night and walk home even though you only had to have one call to get home by car. Your houses were close to the hangout and it gave you a taste of what it felt like to live like normal kids. Not heirs to big companies, not kids who were born with silver spoons in their mouths, not brand ambassadors, just normal kids. You have always felt safe around Soobin. Soobin was your haven and will always be your haven.

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When you guys got to your house Soobin walked you to your door and you hugged him bye as always. Not until you get to the door did you start worrying about Sunghoon. Unlocking the door, you quietly took off your shoes and started into the house. Not even getting halfway to your room you were stopped by a fuming Sunghoon. “What were you doing out this late!? I was worried sick! And who was that guy who walked you through the door!?” You were taken aback. Sunghoon had never raised his voice at you. Suddenly feeling vulnerable you answered in a nervous, small voice. Studdering you said, ”M-my friend came back from Jeju to visit. We were just hanging out.” Sunghoon in a loud and intimidating voice said, “There is no reason for you to be hanging out this late! Especially with another boy. Are you even hanging out!? What if you’re doing something else? You said you wanted to see where things go with us, baby!” “How could you say that?” Your eyes filled with tears. You couldn’t take it anymore so you ran into your room and started sobbing. Realizing that he had hurt you Sunghood ran upstairs. Sunghoon felt a pang of guilt hit his heart hearing your sobs outside of your room. He knocked on the door. “C-come in,” you said quietly from inside your room. “Oppa is sorry princess. I just got worried and jealous and I couldn’t hold it in. I didn’t mean to make you cry. Please don’t be upset with me.” Sunghoon said his eyes brimming with tears seeing how he had hurt you. “It’s okay oppa. I understand.” You said as you came closer to him cuddling into his side. He grabbed you tightly and pulled you into his chest as he laid next to you. Sunghoon suddenly had an urge to kiss you, so he landed his lips on yours, and you guys passionately made out until one of you guys had to pull away for air. “I love you princess.” Sunghoon seriously stated. “I love you too, oppa.” you said back, and that night you guys fell asleep happily and full of love.

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#sunghoon #park sunghoon fluff #enhypen sunghoon #park sunghoon #sunghoon smut #park sunghoon angst #sunghoon imagine #sunghoon series #come here》 p.sh

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onlyfreds · 3 years

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Close, Even From a Distance | F.W.

Title: Close, Even From a Distance (Modern!Au)

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: Even if he is away on a business trip in New York, Fred and Y/N still find a way to be close

I leaned back on the couch, engrossed in the world of the book I was currently reading while “August” by Taylor Swift played softly in the background.

The quietness that filled that flat rarely happened. If ever, this was the first time.

With my boyfriend, Fred, on a business trip with George somewhere in New York. I basically had the place all to myself.

I groaned as my phone suddenly rang when I reached the climax of the story, but the slight air of annoyance vanished as I saw the caller id. It was Fred.

I answered it immediately, “Hey love! What’s up?” I said.

“Nothing.” He answered, a smile evident in his voice. “I just wanted to hear your voice, before you know. This meeting with the potential investors.”

I giggled, placing a bookmark on the page I was reading, “You’re nervous, aren’t you?”

Fred let out a nervous chuckle, “A little bit.”

“You’ll do great Freddie.” I said, “Just relax. You got this.”

He breathed a sigh of relief, “Thanks love. I wish you were here right now.”

I smiled, “You’ll do fine Freddie. I’m sure of it.”

He took a deep breath, “Thanks sweetheart. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I have to go now; I’ll call you again later.”

“Okay. Bye.” I said before dropping the call.

I took a shower to freshen up as I wore one of Fred’s old shirts to be able to inhale his familiar scent, as if I was wrapped up in his arms.

While the twins were away, Ginny and Hermione had promised to whisk me away from my boredom on a Girls’ Day out.

I took a quick glance at the clock that hung in the kitchen, the girls would be arriving any minute now.

As if on cue, I heard a small pop followed by a quick knock on the door.

I took my bag, slinging it over my shoulder as I opened the door. Revealing my two friends who, over the years, I have formed a sister-like bond with.

We immediately apparated to Diagon Alley to hang out and do a little shopping.

Later that day, we were sitting in a small café that had just recently opened, enjoying our butterbeer as we exchanged stories with each other.

I heard a small ding telling me that I had just received a text, so while Ginny and Hermione were debating about the recent Ministry issue, I unlocked my phone and read the message.

>We just finished. I’m shaking as heck.

I smiled, looking up to see that my two friends were still busy with their little debate.

<So, how did it go?

>The investors loved it! The deal has definitely been sealed!

<Congrats! I told you that you’ll get it.

>I honestly wouldn’t know what I would do without you. You are my muse ;)

<Never miss the chance to be cheeky don’t you.

>You love it anyway. So, what are you doing right now?

<I’m out with your sister and Hermione.

>Let me guess, shopping?

<You say it like it’s a bad thing. Besides, I only got one book.

>One book? That’s a miracle.

“Somebody looks busy.” Ginny said as she rested her chin on the palm of her hand with her elbow resting on the table.

“Very busy.” Hermione added, giving me a teasing smile.

I felt a blush rise up to my cheeks, “No, I’m not.”

“Oh yeah?” Ginny said, a glint of mischief, one that she clearly inherited from the twins, sparkled in her eyes. “Then who are you talking to?”

I gave them a look, “Who else would I be talking to?”

Hermione playfully rolled her eyes, “Come on, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that it’s Fred she’s talking to.”

I heard another small ding as I received another message from Fred.

>Ginny and Hermione are bugging you, aren’t they?

<How did you know?

>I’ve been around the three of you for nearly a decade. Well, I’ve been around Ginny ever since she was born. Besides, the three of you are always like that.

“Come on Y/N!” Ginny chastised, “It’s not like we haven’t known you for years. Besides, you’ve been dating Fred ever since your third year, Hermione’s first year and I haven’t even stepped foot into Hogwarts yet.”

I chuckled, “Fine. I am talking to him, but what is it to you two if I am talking to him.”

“You miss him, don’t you?” Hermione asked.

I licked my lips, “A little bit.”

Ginny gave me a look that told me that she doesn’t believe me, “A little bit? You’re basically wearing his shirt right now and you’re texting him like you haven’t seen each other for a year.”

I sighed, leaning back on my seat, “Okay! I miss him so much. But, think about it you two. Ginny, if Harry went on a business trip for two weeks or you Hermione, if Ron went away for two weeks. Wouldn’t the two of you miss them as much as I’m missing Fred right now?” I asked.

They thought about it for a moment before finally agreeing with me.

Later that night, I facetimed Fred, still missing him as much as I did a few hours ago.

“Hey Sweetheart.” He greeted as he picked up, a grin growing on his lips as he leaned back on the headboard of his bed.

I gave my boyfriend a small smile, laying my head on the pillow next to me.

“I miss you.” I confessed quietly.

He gave a cute, childish smile, “I miss you too baby. Every single day.”

“So, how’s your day?” He asked.

I bit my lip, “The usual, aside from the fact that Hermione, Ginny and I went to Diagon Alley for a bit. But, how about you? How was the meeting with the investors?”

He ran a hand through his hair, “Well, I already told you that we got the deal, and aside from that..”

He went on about how he and George celebrated by going to get some drinks and just hang out at the hotel.

“Don’t get me wrong.” He said, “I had a great time and all, but it would’ve been more fun if you were here.”

He then continued on to tell me about his day. I haven’t registered how exhausted I was until now. With the familiar lull of his voice, I slowly fell asleep.

(Fred’s POV)

“And then he said..” I cut my sentence short as I saw that Y/N was already asleep.

A small smile formed on my lips as I slowly traced her outline on the screen with my finger. She still looked so gorgeous and angelic even in her slumber.

I considered ending the call. But I couldn’t deny the fact that I’ve missed her so much. So, I rested the phone on the pillow next to me as I pulled up the covers and went to sleep.

(Author’s POV)

George barged into the older twin’s room, carrying news that he knew would overjoy his brother.

“Freddie you wouldn’t believe this! I-“ He suddenly stopped, looking up to see that his twin was already asleep, still on call with his girlfriend who was, obviously, also asleep.

He smiled at the sight in front of him, the couple had clearly missed each other over the past few days.

George decided that the news could wait until morning, then after taking a small photo to send to Ginny, he retreated out of the room slowly closing the door behind him.

He settled down on the couch, whipping out his phone and typing a text to his sister.

<You still awake?

Before he could think of what to say next, Ginny sent her answer.

>Yeah, why?

George smiled.

<Just wanted to show you something I saw today.

He then attached the picture he had taken before leaving Fred’s room.

>The two of them are just the cutest. They literally can’t stand being apart from each other. His sister replied.

<They still manage to be close, even from a distance

The two talked on for about an hour or two before George decided to call it a day as well.

(Reader’s POV)

I woke up, stretching slightly as I opened my eyes, quite surprised at what I saw.

The call from the previous night was still ongoing and Fred could be seen still fast asleep, a cute little smile on his face as his hair was sticking up in all directions.

I sighed, staring contentedly at the phone screen as my boyfriend stirred slightly.

His eyes fluttered opened, revealing his hazel brown orbs.

I smiled, “Morning handsome.”

He chuckled, “Morning princess.”

“How’s your night?” He asked with a small smirk, “Had a good sleep?”

I giggled, ‘It was fantastic. How about you?”

“It was brilliant.” He answered.

“Oi Freddie!” George’s voice could be heard calling his brother.

“What?” Fred asked.

“If you don’t get your lazy arse out of bed right now, you’ll miss the best news of your life and you won’t be getting any breakfast.” George said.

“I’m coming!” Fred said.

He turned his gaze back to his phone, rolling his eyes.

“Sorry sweetheart.” He smiled sheepishly, “As much as I want to talk to you a little longer, you heard what George said.”

I laughed, “Go ahead. I’ll talk to you later.”

After saying our good-byes and Fred promising to call as soon as he can the call ended.

(Fred’s POV)

“What is your problem?” I asked as I walked into the kitchen.

George looked up from his cup of coffee, giving me a teasing smile, “What do you mean brother dear?”

I rolled my eyes at him as I sat down in front of him, waving my wand having a cup of coffee fly in front of me. “This news you’re talking about better be good since you ruined the mood of a perfect morning.”

He scoffed, “Oh brother dear, you just might be thanking me when you hear the news.”

“Will you just get to the point.”

“Okay, okay. We can already head home today.” He said with a huge grin.

“You’re joking?!” I said, not believing what I was hearing.

He shook his head, “I’m not. Everything has been taken care of. You can already be reunited with the love of your life today.”

I grinned then stood up and dashed to my room.

“Where are you going?” George asked.

“To pack.” I said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, “What else should I do?”

(Reader’s POV)

I sat at the dining table, sipping a cup of coffee while continuing the chapter I was reading yesterday.

What I didn’t expect was to hear a small pop, signaling that someone had just apparated.

I looked up, expecting to see either Hermione or Ginny. But, to my surprise, it was the redhead whom I have been longing to see.

Fred smiled, “Hello princess.”

I stood up, abandoning my book on the table as I ran into his arms, “I thought you weren’t due home until next week.” I said, looking up at him.

He chuckled, running a hand through my hair, “Yeah, but everything was sorted out earlier than planned and we were free to go home.”

I giggled, burying my head into his chest as I inhaled his familiar scent, “I missed you.”

He placed a finger under my chin, lifting my head up to look at him as he leaned down and crashed our lips together into a sweet, passionate kiss.

“I missed you too princess.”

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yulight · 3 years

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BitterSweet

Description: Vampires, Club, Sexy Victon, I’m just trash for Seungwoo

Word count: 2.6k

Genre: Part one Suggestive , but we all know its a Smut, PWP, with Vampires. Warnings: may involve biting blood, does involve alcohol, Dom Seungwoo, um Hanse is hot . Paring(s): Seungwoo x Female reader! Suggestive Somi x Hanse

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It wasn't too common for Humans, To mingle around the city at night. The streets never seem to sleep here, From daylight Humans carried out their routines While during Dusk to Dawn the other half of society came out. The town was owned by Vampires, actually literally owned by them, Humans only a couple hundred years ago became able to live within the town. Within the centuries, rules and laws were placed to keep both parties safe and able to coexist together. However one major law that the humans lived by was recently lifted, the Law of curfew, it was placed in the beginning years of the town to insure no human was hunted, hurt or kept for stock.

However, The console thought the law is in time for a change since, living with humans was part of their daily life now. It's been nearly four year since that law was lifted, many Humans still keep to their routine However, some boldly adventure off into the nightlife. Your Friend being one of them and this time she was dragging you to an event with her.

“Come on y/n you’ll love it please” She grabbed onto your wrist as he looked at you with famous puppy dog eyes, you hated how cute she was. “Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee” she whined making you roll your eyes as you sighed in defeat. “Fine, I’ll go but if a single vampire even looks at me the wrong way we are leaving” You crossed your arms.

“For one, you’ll be lucky if they even look at you! You don’t know how hard it is to get their attention” She would smile falling back against your bed.

“So where are we going what kind of event is it” You lean closer to you vanity as your tied your hair up into a bun. Her silence was making you a bit uneasy as she would, as you turned around sitting on the desk of your vanity. “.. No” you shock your head as you looked at her “we are Not going to the club opening”

“You already said yes though.. Come on, it won't be bad we just be having fun! Haven't you always wished to go to a club like they do on movies and stuff. Please just one time” Somi sat up from your bed as she grabbed your hands starting to beg again. Her pleads making you laugh a bit, under your breath. She was right, I mean she knew beforehand you guys grew up together so whenever movies or shows that had clubs and nightlife in it you both would stay up talking about it. You remember the time when you both snuck out a window of her parents house sitting on the fire escape watching all the Vampires roam around the streets, that until one of them noticed you both sitting up there and threatened to bite you if you both didn't go to sleep. Ever since then, you both used to be so scared of vampires, you don't understand where her bravery came from. Thinking about it now, it may be childish to still be scared of someone who was most likely joking, and was generally wishing for you to get a good amount of sleep.

Her soft whines would snap you out of your faint memories and thoughts “Fine, but i still mean it we are leaving the second one gets too close to us okay?” She gave a faint nod “Okay cool so we have a half an hour to be there.”

you would blink shaking your head “What? Wait, it's today? Somi!! you know how i hate you throwing plans on me last second i don’t even have anything to wear!” You groaned lightly as you rubbed your face.

“y/n its okay, i bought us both dresses i came prepared” she would give a small laugh before grabbing her bag, pulling out two nicely folded dresses “this red one is for you, and the black one is for me” she hummed happily She would hold up her dress pressing it against her body as she smiled “shoes are also in the bag” she would turn as she left your bedroom heading to the bathroom to change. You would pick up the dressing looking at it rolling your eyes. You wouldn’t, you couldn’t wear this, the dress was so tiny wanting nothing more to scream at her, but you knew would get her way. It was like her magical charm.

You placed the dress down onto the bed grabbing a pair of heels out of her bag, thankfully you and somi shared the same shoe size.Making everything easier also great when sharing shoes., you would strip from your oh so comfortable pajamas, into Tight red dress that formed to your body, it had a small amount of lace work around your breast with a slightly deeper cut than you hoped for. Thankful the dress wasn't beyond too tight as he held a slit going up halfway from your thigh. Giving your just enough room to breath.

“Look at you!!!!!!!” Somi would give out a little yell as she walked into the room smiling “you look so good” You couldn't help but to laugh a bit as you rolled your eyes “You’re something else Somi” Somi dress was far more modest, at least in your own opinion . Her Dress held one sleeve, but was far the length was a bit shorter than yours, and the bottom had a small side raise making her left thigh more noticeable. She would grab the second pair of shoes from her bag as she sat down on your bed strapping them onto her feet.

You rolled your eyes as you sat down at your vanity pulling your hair out of the bun, watching it fall to your shoulders in the mirror grabbing the brush you ran it through your hair a bit before parting the same way you always do. Running your fingers over your makeup collection you would look back at Somi “what do i even do for make up?” .

She would look up at you from her phone “eyeliner maybe lipstick if you're feeling cheeky if not tint or gloss. It's not anything too special. It's not like any handsome vampire will notice us we’re just going to dance” you gave a small nod before turning back to the mirror, grabbing your eyeliner, drawing a small wing on each eye hoping they both came out even Grabbing your favorite lip gloss you would apply it to your lips smiling to yourself a bit. Somi would already be standing up holding a small handbag for you open “put your lip gloss and phone in her also your ID” you rolled your eyes “my ID is literally inside the case of my phone” you grabbed the small black handbag from her throwing the golden chain over your shoulder . as you placed your phone and lip gloss into the small bag.

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You hated it, you hated how quickly you both entered the club, the bouncer only looking at you and somi for a second before letting you both in. You held onto each other's hand as you walked through the busy club,you couldn't believe how beautiful everyone was. You always knew vampires were more than blessed with their visuals, well being if they were born one at least. Somi would move around the club floor dragging you along with her before stopping at the bar. She would give you a quick small glance before sitting down.

“We get a drink, then we find a spot on the dance floor” She would explain a bit before looking over at the new found person who stood before the both of you. The color of his eyes were soft yellow eyes, which contrasted with how sharp his eyes shape was. The color of his eyes complemented his orange hair. “What can i get for you two?” His voice was Dull, monetoned and cold. You would look over at Somi who seem to be lost for words as she stared at the male, you would lightly kick her making her clear her throat and look away from the male “ah can we get a Dusk till Dawn and “ she would look over at you “ah - a blue lagoon “. The bartner would look between the both of you before nodding, and walking away.

He nearly only took a few steps away before Somi had nonsense spilling out her mouth “did you see him” “he's so attractive “ “did you notice he as a lip ring” “ i like how his eyes match his hair”

“Somi.. “ you laughed looking at her as she covered her mouth laughing “I'm sorry Y/N but, he was really nice looking, like he also has tattoos. I didn't know vampire could have tattoos”

“You know he can properly hear you” You shifted slightly in your seat looking around to see if he was close by, only for your eyes to lock with a pair of red ones who were staring at you from the other side of the club. Quickly turning around you looked at somi “See i knew this was a bad idea, we're getting stared at” you whispered lightly as you looked at her.

Somi would roll her eyes “oh sto-” The orange hair male would make his way back to the both of you, as he crossed his arms lightly against his chest “the one in red, is wanted in the vip area.. Best not keep him waiting, doll, and do not worry. I’ll keep the one in black safe if thats what you’re worried about” He would point as two men appeared behind you and Somi. One with white hair the other with a faded pink. “They will bring you to Seungwoo.” The Pink haired male, held his hand out helping you from your seat. You would look back at Somi confused only to see her staring at the orange haired vampire without regards to you being moved off into The VIP area.

Your drink sat on the Table, along with a handsome, Very handsome man, who bared the same red eyes that were staring at you earlier. You stood before the table, holding your own hand interlocking your fingers as you lightly chewed the inside of your cheek. Unsure of what to say or do. “You should sit down” the tall white haired Vampire whispered lightly into your ear, which made you jump forward nearly jumping onto the black haired male who called for you lap.

Inching yourself away a bit he would wrap his arm around your shoulder looking down at you pulling you back to his side. "How nice of you to accept my invitation” His voice was smooth and soft. His hand would reach for your drink handing it to you as he smiled slightly looking down at you. You would happily accept your long awaited drink taking a sip as he spoke “You know, You’re a very beautiful girl, I can’t dare to let any filthy vampire just wander around something as beautiful as you.” His comment throwing you off guard, the alcohol burning your throat as you let out a faint cough.

“.. i..” you stutter a bit as his slender fingers lifted your chin raising your gaze to meet his own again. "You’re supposed to say Thank you” You would look away, feeling your cheeks heat up “Thank you?” you questioned lightly before getting a small hum of satisfaction from him. “You know a conversation works when both parties are engaged, unless.. You just want me to tell you what to do that can be arranged as well” Seungwoo would glare down at you making you clear your throat as you looked down at your Drink. “Sorry, i- .. I’m just lost for words right now”

Seungwoo raised a brow as he looked back over to the two men who stood by the booth, both of them nodding as they turned on their heels to walk away. “Well let's start slow, what's your name” he questioned as he his cold long fingers lightly played with the thin lace of your dress. Shivering slightly under his cold as you placed your drink down onto the table “y/n mine is y/n, and you’re Seungwoo i was told. Ah may I ask… ”

“No, your friend may not join, no you may not go back to her. She will be well entertained by Hanse don’t worry .and No i won’t bite you.. Unless that's what you want by the end of tonight” he would look away from you as he grabbed his own glass sipping it lightly before leaning back against the booth. “And why you? Well, I said that already. You are beautiful, and i can’t dare let any low rank vampire even look at you” You would let out a small laugh “what do you mean by low rank? Aren't vampire just vampires”

He couldn't help but chuckle as he placed his glass down onto the table “we have ranks, darling. Pure blood, half blood and true bloods. You can tell the difference from our eyes, like the bartender Hanse who you friends about to leave her tonight with his eyes glowed with a yellow tint therefore he is a true blood, the two I sent for you have a soft blue so they are half.” you would nod a bit “and you're red.. And since you speak so highly of yourself i guess that makes you a pure” he would nod “so what's the difference”

Seungwoo hummed lightly “did they not teach you this in schools? Or did they just say beware of vampires.. Well. Pure, are pure a full family line of vampires. A True is when someone is who was born human and a Half is.. Half? One of their parents were a pure blood the other was a true typically happens when a vampire falls in love with a human and turns their partner into a vampire which also, you can only be a True blood if you are bitten during sex and only by a pure To answer the next question” His fingers would gently play with the lace again as he looked down at you with a small hum.

You sat back gently as you thought about what he said, then releasing everything he said, the comment of biting you, how he was a pure vampire. Was he imply to have sex with you? Would you even turn him down on the offer? Especially if what he said about Somi was true.

His face would lean down as his hot breath hit your ear, his lips dangerously close to you the shell of your ear you swore you can feel them “Are you really thinking about that darling? How impropriety” His voice was was in a hushed tone, but the smirk on his lips was auditability heard through his words. Your face would brighten as you looked up at him. “What?” was he able to actually read your mind? Or was this a game he played often and knew it very well.

“The second i said sex, your whole body reacted, from your heartrate to your thighs closing. You may think you’re being subtle but darling, I’m not a human. I can read you very clearly” Seungwoo’s hand would gently fall from your shoulder as he moved it to the bare skin of your thigh. “y/n, i know exactly what you want. But are you gonna let me give it to you” he hummed as his lips grazed against your neck leaving a soft kiss under the shell of your ear.

You sat there in the booth stunted, at the question. How does he know exactly what you want, when you barely know it yourself. Is he applying sex with him is what you need? Was he applying something else? Why do you keep thinking about having sex with this vampire.

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magpies-lyre · 3 years

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setsuna trip

whoops i disappeared off tumblr for a good month or so anyways how is everybody!! i come with some chaebedo content

pairing: childe x albedo x kaeya. klee is mentioned but not included word count: 349 genre: angst. can you tell i really like writing it? warnings: implied death/just death altogether, idk kinda sad stuff

settings! [spoilers for his story quest ig] albedo gets stopped from destroying mondstadt by venti but because of the way he was stopped he has literally only a month to live. he goes on a spontaneous trip w his bfs and his adopted younger sister and this is just up to where hes abt to die

slowly, as the clouds cleared from the sky, the stars became visible again.

the blonde-haired girl in the red dress next to them was already fast asleep, curled up in a ball - she had no idea what was going on, which was probably also for the best.

it was almost as if the world was holding its breath; nothing was moving, the world around them was silent. all that could be heard in those moments was the breathing of the four people on the clifftop.

the small hourglass albedo had started just before he left was sitting on the ground in front of him. the white particles seemed so bright even in the moonlight.

venti said it'd represent how much time he had left. ever since that day a month ago, his entire lifeline had been on a timer. he was told that ground up chalk was flowing in the hourglass - as did it flow in his blood. [that doesn't make sense but who cares.]

"the last grains will disappear from the top into the bottom within the next hour." he smiled, glancing at the two people next to him, kaeya and childe. oh, and of course klee.

"thank you for granting me one last wish." the tiny bits of chalk were seeping through faster now. "i never truly understood life; it was my goal and my final research project given to me by rhinedottir."

it was coming. they knew it. but as the final moment was approaching, all of their hearts dropped.

"thank you for being with me for the past month. it was inevitable - simply a part of the human lifecycle." for being the 11th fatui harbinger and the calvary captain of the knights of favonius, those two cry really easily, he thought. "as i was born from it, i eventually return to dust and ashes."

wiping the tears off their faces, a flower bloomed on the ground next to his hand.

they bloomed next to his grave every year.

the wind was warm as they stood in front of the gravestone, as they did every year.

a/n ;; OK. OK SO. I WAS JUST LISTENING TO THE SONG SETSUNA TRIP FROM BANDORI ( add me hmu for my id ) AND I WAS LIKE 'OH WAIT OMG THIS KINDA FITS ALBEDO? SO YEAH I JUST WENT AHEAD AND WROTE THIS HDBFB

also how are yalls koko pulls going!! her banner is up as of writing

#genshin impact #genshin childe #childe genshin impact #genshin albedo #albedo genshin impact #genshin kaeya #kaeya genshin impact #chaebedo #idk man i enjoy some good angst #🤍 ven writes things!

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thetravelerwrites · 3 years

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Ravadhi (Part 9)

Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationship: Female Human x Male Half-Orc Additional Tags: Exophilia, Half-Orc, Monster Boyfriend, Interspecies Romance,Angst, Slow Burn Content Warning: Domestic Violence, Child Abuse, Child Neglect, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Alcoholism, Drug Abuse Words: 4148

Holly finds out what her mother left for her in the deposit boxes. Afterward, she and Ravadhi settle into a comfortable routine until it's suddenly shattered. Please reblog and leave feedback!

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Holly arrived at the bank only ten minutes after leaving, which was not at all enough time to mentally prepare her for what she was about to find in the deposit boxes, left for her by her dead mother.

She waited in the line anxiously, her fist clenched around the keys that Tonri had given her and her chest tight.

“I can help the next guest,” The teller called. Holly knew him distantly from school, he was a Ratfolk man name was Auro. The two of them hadn’t been friends or really even spoke to each other, but like everyone at school, he knew who she and her dad was, and speculated along with everyone else. Despite that, he hadn’t ever bullied her or ignored her existence out of guilt.

“Hello, what can I help you with today?” He asked as she approached

“Hi, I inherited the keys to safety deposit boxes--” She checked the paperwork she’d received from Tonri. “F152, F153, F154, and F155.”

“Okay, I’ll just need the keys, a photo ID, the death certificate of the decedent, and inheritance letter?”

“Uh, yes, right here.”

She handed the documents to Auro, who took them and scanned them briefly, stopping on the name and glancing up uncomfortably. It was a well known fact that Holly’s mother had disappeared when she was young, but she guessed the news that she was dead hadn’t made the gossip rounds yet.

Auro cleared his throat. “Of course, right this way.” He left his desk and led Holly to a private room. “Wait here a moment and the boxes will be brought to you,” He said.

“Okay, thanks.”

She waited tensely for about five minutes. Then, Auro returned with the four boxes, setting them on the table in front of Holly. He also left a large bank bag on the table.

“Would you like privacy?” Auro asked.

“Yes, please,” Holly replied in a small voice.

He nodded and smile sympathetically, then left and closed the door.

Feeling tears prick her eyes, she sat in front of the four boxes, steeling herself to look inside. She picked the one on the right and pulled it toward her. With shaking hands, she turned the key and slowly opened the lid.

The first thing she saw were the pictures. Hundred of them. Pictures of her, of Holly as a baby, of the two of them smiling and happy and together.

Holly cried softly. She thought all the pictures had been destroyed. She spend a long time looking at the photographs of her and her mother. As she shuffled through them, and envelope fell out from the pile. She picked it up and examined it, and on the front, in her mother’s handwriting, was the word, “Holly.”

Sniffling and attempting to stem the flow of her tears, she carefully slit open the envelope and took out the contents. It was a letter. It was dated seven months before Holly’s mother disappeared.

My baby girl, I’m so, so sorry. If you’re reading this, it means that son of a bitch actually killed me and my attempt to escape with you has failed. I’m sorry. I tried. I tried so hard, but he was always one step ahead of me, no matter what I did. You once asked me, when you were very little, why I was with your father if he made me so sad. I couldn’t answer you then, because you were too young to understand. I was hoping to tell you this story in person one day when we were free of him, but it looks like that day will never come. Abusive relationships never start out that way, you know. Your father started out sweet and kind and affectionate, and I was fooled. By God, was I fooled. He spent the first year of our relationship waiting on me hand and foot, doing anything I asked, lavishing me with gifts and attention. I was so struck by his attentiveness and loving nature that I fell for him very quickly. Looking back, I realize it was too quickly. I didn’t realize that his attention was manipulation, or that a pattern of dependence was beginning to develop. The change was so slow that I didn’t even see it. It started with comments, off-handed observations. “Your mom was kind of rude to me today and your brother doesn’t like me. We shouldn’t go over there as much. Your friends talk about you behind your back. You should dump them and get better friends.” He began to drive a wedge between me and all of my relationships, until he was the only one left. He’d convinced me that my family hated me, that my friends were jealous of me. I started cutting ties with people who I loved dearly, and when no one was left, all I had was him. Which is exactly what he wanted. Then there were sudden negative criticisms about my appearance or how I cooked or cleaned. I was gaining too much weight and wasn’t as pretty as I had been when we first started dating. I was spending too much time at school or work and not enough time with him. He began questioning where I went, how much money I spent, who I was with, why I was out so long. Whenever I protested, he simply said he was worried about me and that he didn’t want anything bad to happen to me, that I was careless, even reckless sometimes, and that I could get myself in trouble. I started questioning myself and actively avoiding things that would upset him. I thought he got angry with me was because he loved me. I didn’t realize he was trying to control me. Before we got married, he had been pressuring me to leave school, saying that it was too expensive and he couldn’t afford it. I told him I could apply for grants and scholarships, but he wouldn’t hear a word of it. His temper was getting shorter and shorter by the day, and before I knew it, it seemed like he was always angry. He started drinking not long after we were engaged. But I loved him, and I figured it was just stress because of money. It was easy to dismiss the emotional and psychological abuse as stress or concern, but now I know it was never any of those things. The physical abuse started shortly after we got married. By then, I wasn’t speaking to my family or friends anymore and we had moved to Willowridge for his work, so I was completely isolated. We had another argument about school, and it was the first time he laid a hand on me. He slapped me so hard that he knocked me to the floor, and I was shocked. Looking back now, it’s almost comically obvious that the relationship was heading in that direction, but at the time, I was terrified and so very confused. I was a smart person; smart people didn’t get into abusive relationships, it wasn’t possible. And now that I had alienated all of the people who could have helped me, I felt powerless. My mother died, and I wanted to go to her funeral and patch things up with my family, but your father convinced me that my family didn’t want me there. They hadn’t called me, after all. There had been no invitation to attend. So I didn’t go. Then my father died, and shortly afterward, my brother took his own life. Suddenly, I was without family and it was now too late to reconnect with them. I dropped out of college due to a mental breakdown, which was what your father wanted. It was then that the abuse became extreme. He would beat me for any small thing. I had no money, no friends, no resources, and I was now living in a town of which I wasn’t familiar. I felt trapped, but I also felt like it was my fault for falling for it, so perhaps it was what I deserved. I developed an eating disorder, lost a lot of weight, stopped leaving the house, and fell into a deep depression. I always felt anxious and sick. I didn’t even realize I was pregnant with you until I went into labor. You were a month early, and so tiny. I hadn’t been to the doctor since before our wedding and the eating disorder made my period stop for months at a time, so I had no reason to believe I could have been pregnant. When you were born, everything changed. I may not have been able to get out for myself, but for you, I would move mountains. I made a deal with your father; you know what it was. He wouldn’t let me work, so I had to scrounge and save any way I could. I was the weirdo who took all the coins from the “take a penny, leave a penny” tray. I dived into wishing fountains and scooped up handfuls of quarters. I’d lie to your father and say I lost the receipt when I went to buy groceries and couldn’t remember what the total was. It always earned me a beating, but it was worth it if I could manage to squirrel away even five dollars. I even sold my wedding and engagement rings. I expected to tell him I had lost them and get a beating, but he never asked about them. Someone who controlled every aspect of my life for years didn’t care that the proof of our marriage was missing. Fitting, I suppose. I’m not sure how much I’ve managed to save; I’ve never had the chance to count it. I’ve also put away all of my jewelry, collectables, and any small thing I thought might be valuable sentimental or otherwise. I hope beyond hope that you’re free from him as you read this, but if you’re not, I hope I’ve saved enough to give you a chance to get away and live a better life. If there’s only enough for you to buy a bus ticket and get out of this godforsaken town, it’ll have been worth it. I love you, Holly. I love you so much. If any good thing came out of that miserable bastard, it was you. You were a surprise, but once I saw your little face and your tiny hands gripped my finger, I’d have done anything to keep you safe. I’m sorry I fell short. If you hate me, I understand. But please, never doubt that I loved you. I only wish I could have been a better mother and protected you, and I hope you’re not too disappointed in me. Forgive me. Forgive me. Mommy

There were tear stains on the paper, old ones from when it was written, and new ones as Holly read it. Holly held the letter to her chest and wept bitterly.

“I don’t hate you,” Holly sobbed. “I don’t.”

It took several minutes to compose herself. When she’d sniffled to a stop, she turned her attention to the other boxes. In the first, she found jewelry, coins, stock certificates, and the proof of purchase on the house. In the second, there were trinkets she’d saved from Holly’s childhood, like her footprint, her hospital bracelet, and the blanket in which she’d been wrapped in. In the third was a single item: a bank account card.

Holly took all of the items in the boxes and stepped out of the room, walking back up to the teller’s desk.

“There was this account card in the box,” She told Auro. “Do I have access to this?”

“Yes,” Auro said. “Your name is on the account.”

“Oh,” Holly said, surprised. “Can I check the balance?”

“Of course,” Auro said, entering the number into the computer. His hands stilled and he stared at the screen.

“Well?”

“Right,” He said, clearing his throat. “At present, you have $53,640.35 available in your account.”

“Fifty-three…” Holly trailed off. “That’s… mine?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Auro said. “You can use it whenever you like. I can give you a checkbook before you leave, and have a debit card mailed to you within the week.”

“Yes, please,” She replied faintly.

She rode home in a numb fog. When she arrived, Ravadhi and Sarah were sitting on the front porch as if waiting.

“Are you okay?” Ravadhi asked, immediately pulling her into a hug. You accepted it gladly. As soon as he wrapped her up in his arms, she started sobbing again, unable to stop, and started to collapse, her legs crumpling underneath her.

“Hey, it’s okay,” He said softly, moving to sit her down on the porch. Sarah sat on your other side and rubbed her arm.

“What happened?” Sarah asked.

“She left me some things,” Holly managed to gulp out, pulling some of the things from her bag to show Sarah

“Are these you when you were little?” Sarah said. “I’ve never seen pictures of you as a kid.”

“Dad got rid of them all,” Holly replied, shuffling through them to show her. “Or, I thought he had. Mom managed to save some.”

“You were really small,” Sarah said wonderingly. “Even smaller than me.”

“Mom said I was a month premature. I didn’t know that before,” Holly whispered.

“You’re mom said?” Ravadhi asked.

“Oh, she wrote me a letter,” Holly replied, pulling it from her pocket. She began to read the letter out loud to Sarah and Ravadhi. As private and emotionally charged as the letter was, Ravadhi and Sarah were the only two people in the world who Holly felt she could share it with, and because she could, she did. Not only that, she knew they would understand it in a way that no one else would.

“Do you hate her, like she said?” Sarah asked.

“No,” Holly told Sarah. “No, I couldn’t hate her if I wanted to. I wish she had been your mom, Sarah, she was such a good mom. The best.”

“Dad tricked her,” Sarah said, looking up at Holly sympathetically.

Holly nodded. “Yeah.”

“He didn’t trick my mom,” Sarah said bitterly. “All he had to do was pay for her drugs and vodka.”

“I’m sorry, Sarah,” Holly said. Sarah shrugged.

“So you own our house?” Sarah asked, changing the subject. “Are you going to kick mom out?”

“No,” Holly said. “It doesn’t matter what my feelings are for your mom, I will always make sure you have a home to go to, no matter what. But I think it’s best if she doesn’t know I own it, so maybe keep it under your hat.”

Sarah nodded knowingly.

Holly sighed heavily, wiped her face, and stood up abruptly. “Well, I am absolutely starving. Do you guys want breakfast?”

That night, Holly lay in bed, unable to quiet her mind. She had decided to keep the news about the money to herself until she knew what she wanted to do with it. There were a million possibilities bouncing around in her head, and she couldn’t pin one down. She could fix up the house for Sarah, put it away for Sarah’s college, put a down-payment on her own house, go back to school, anything. But deep down, Holly was worried.

Ravadhi had said at the beginning that she was to stay with him until she got back on her feet, but now they were dating. Would he want her to to find her own place since, she had the money to do it? She liked living with Ravadhi. It was the healthiest environment she’d ever lived in and she didn’t want to have to start all over again on her own. Was that co-dependent? Maybe, but healthy co-dependence was better than depressed, anxious solitude, as far as she was concerned. She didn’t want to leave, and she didn’t think he would just kick her out. But, as her mother’s letter had taught her, you could never be truly certain of a person’s motives or intentions. Ravadhi had been nothing but kind and caring toward her, but… people can change.

What if she could get custody of Sarah? That would be amazing. If she could prove Diane was an unfit mother, would they even let Holly get custody? She knew that they wouldn’t let Sarah live with a convicted felon, though, so if she could get custody, the matter of continuing to live with Ravadhi in his house would decide itself. As much as she cared for Ravadhi, Sarah was her first priority.

What if she lost the custody case and they put Sarah in some kind of group home? Ravadhi’s tale of being in a group terrified her and she’d never subject Sarah to it. Was it best to leave her in a neglectful environment where at least Holly knew she could take care of herself and be safe? Or try for custody and run the risk of losing her in the system?

Maybe she could ask Sarah. She had a good head on her shoulders and could make good decisions for herself. A lifetime of neglect from her own parents as well as having to take care of her beaten and bloodied sister on a regular basis had aged her prematurely, so she was used to it. Unfortunately.

There had been another thing that had been weighing heavily on her lately as well, even before learning about her inheritance: she and Ravadhi had been officially dating for about a month, but they had both cared about each other longer than that. Would… he be expecting sex? Even if he did, she didn’t think he would be the type to pressure her into it, especially given his history.

Eventually, she fell asleep, wondering if she should ask him about it. A few days later, when they were alone with each other and just sitting down to dinner, she broached the topic.

“Ravadhi?” She piped up shyly. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course, anything,” He said, picking up his fork and getting ready to tuck in to his pork stirfry and rice.

“Do… do you want to have sex with me?” She asked.

He immediately began to choke on the first bite of his food, and Holly rushed to get him some water in alarm.

When he was able to speak again, he asked, “Before I answer, is that an inquiry or a request?”

“An inquiry,” She replied.

“Okay,” He said, taking a deep breath and bracing his hands on the table. “Okay.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” Holly said, wincing.

“No, no, it’s okay,” He replied, clearing his throat and taking another sip of water. “I’m glad you feel comfortable enough with me to ask. That’s really important to me, that you feel safe and comfortable.” He knitted his fingers and took a second before answering, pondering the question over in his head.

“The short answer is: yes, I do, because I care about you in both a emotional and a physical way, and part of that is wanting to be intimate and sexual. The long answer is: yes, I do, but.”

“But?”

“Yes, I do, but… I know that it scares you and that you’re not ready. Yes, but I never want to do anything to hurt you or make you feel unsafe. Yes, but I’m willing to wait as long as it takes until you feel the time is right, even if that never comes. I’m here for you because I love you, not because I want to have sex with you. Your happiness and well-being is more important to me than that.”

Holly blinked and her mouth fell open. She stared at Ravadhi in silent shock.

His brow furrowed. “What?”

“You said you loved me.”

His cheeks darkened. “Oh. I… well… yeah. I do. Love you, I mean. It’s okay if you don’t or don’t want to say it.”

Holly’s heart raced and she felt confused. “Give me some time?”

He nodded. “Yeah, absolutely.”

She nodded in return, relieved. “Thanks. And… I appreciate you being cool with everything. It may not seem like a big deal to you, but it means a lot to me.”

He smiled fondly at her and continued eating.

The school semester came to an end, and Ravadhi passed all his exams, despite working two jobs and having taken Holly in during the month when he needed to study the most. Now that school was over for the summer, he took some more time to work on the house, which he hadn’t been able to do for a long time. Holly was happy to help him, and it became a new bonding activity for them both. Sarah slept over often since it was summer break, and the three of them were happy.

It was becoming easier for her to be physically affectionate with him, holding his hand and giving him hugs and kisses more casually, which was a huge step for her. He never brought up sex or being more intimate, and Holly appreciated it.

Ravadhi still had the plumbing and overnight security job, but now that school was out, he was able to take more shifts. Holly would stay up and text him until at least his lunch break at eleven P.M. to help him stay awake.

On a warm Thursday evening as the sun was going down, Holly sat on the back porch overlooking the closed-in backyard and watched some videos on her phone while texting Ravadhi back and forth. He was bored, like he always was during his shifts at the power plant. He worked alone at the front lobby and watched the cameras, which Holly was sure was nothing short of riveting. At least he was allowed to listen to music.

>What have you got playing? She asked.

>Sevendust. It’s my go-to band. Very effective at keeping me awake.

>I bet. Do you listen to any female fronted metal bands? I think you’d really like Epica and Otep. Epica has got a great opera vibe. Oh, and Sister Sin is a really good hard rock band. Great vocalist.

>I haven’t heard those bands. They sound awesome.

>I’ll make you a playlist.

>Nice. What are you up to?

>Enjoying the nice evening. I was going to clean up the kitchen before I went to bed, but I was tired. I’ll do it tomorrow after work.

>Going on rounds. I’ll text you back in a minute.

Holly switched back over to watching true crime videos on YouTube. She blinked, and when she opened her eyes, suddenly the sun was completely down. She looked at her phone and realize she must have fallen asleep: two hours had gone by. She went over to messages and texted Ravadhi. He hadn’t texted back yet, which was weird.

>Sorry, I fell asleep. Find anything?

Holly decided to go inside and actually clean the kitchen. By the time she was done, Ravadhi still hadn’t texted back.

>Everything okay?

Ten minutes passed and there was no response. Holly began to feel uneasy. With a pit in her stomach, she dialed the power plant’s main line. Ravadhi had to answer that phone, it was part of his job. The phone rang and rang and rang. Ravadhi never picked up.

Holly’s breath stalled in her chest with panic and she called the sheriff’s department.

“Sheriff’s department,” Holly heard.

“Hi, um, look, my boyfriend is at work and he’s not answering the phone, which is part of his job, and I’m worried something may have happened to him,” Holly said in a rush.

“I’m sure he’s fine, ma’am,” The deputy said dismissively. “He’s probably in the bathroom or something. I’m not sure this warrants a welfare visit.”

“I’m telling you, something is wrong,” Holly insisted. “I haven’t heard from him in hours. That’s not something that happens.”

“You’re probably overreacting,” He said. “Just calm down--”

“Who am I speaking to?” Holly asked, getting angry.

“Deputy Reynolds.”

“Well, Deputy Reynolds, my name is Holly Stevenson. Do you know that name?”

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end. “Yes, ma’am, I know who you are.”

“Then you know you owe me. You owe me.”

The deputy didn’t respond.

“The least, the very least, you can do is make sure the person who saved my life is okay. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, ma’am,” The deputy replied. “I’ll send an officer right away.”

“You do that,” Holly said. “And I expect a call when you get there.”

“Yes, ma’am,” The deputy said.

Holly hung up the phone and waited anxiously, biting her nails and pacing. A full thirty tense minutes later, she saw red and blue lights outside. She rushed to the door and threw it open. The sheriff himself stepped out of the car.

“What happened?” Holly asked.

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hi. which of the character is most likely to be trans (in your opinion) and why? personally, I'm alternating between toph (nonbinary) and zuko (trans guy) but I'd love to hear your thoughts. (if you don't have thoughts you can also just answer in a shitposty way)

okay so just a disclaimer that we are both cis, so take these with a grain of salt, but here are some thoughts. i did run this post by a trans friend before posting.

smellerbee is a trans girl. this is pretty much canon, as we see her distress when iroh misgenders her and her relief when longshot reassures her afterwards

i like to think kyoshi is trans. she’s resilient in the face of intolerance and has a sense of resolve and inner strength that comes from dogged survival. the way she gravitates toward concealing her identity with face paint also suggests both a complicated relationship with femininity and a desire for privacy born out of hypervisibility. and we see in the rise of kyoshi that her appearance is often hurtfully remarked upon and used to single her out, even when she is a very young child

on a related note, it would be pretty rad if the kyoshi warriors were a group of trans girls, or at least mostly trans girls. certainly suki could be trans

aang could be nonbinary! i don’t think that’s controversial. see @gayavatarstyle’s iconic post where aang laughs in the face of gender like he laughs in the face of gravity (haha! ...gender)

aang and suki are the only members of the atla gaang who i can really see as trans, but damn if they’re not legends!

on the other hand, any of the LOK core four could be trans! this exchange comes to mind from last year when orianne and i were talking about it and i said korra and bolin could be trans at the EXACT same second that she responded “trans asami trans mako.” so there you go, all-trans friend group

[ID: a whatsapp conversation between me and orianne, exactly as described above. we both reacted with amusement to saying opposite things at the same time. end ID]

jinora and kai, also both bi and trans, simply because they’re too cool and smart not to be

[ID: a whatsapp conversation between me and orianne. i said “also trans jinora??” and orianne responded “DUH.” i said “Jinora is too genius to be cis” and orianne replied “She’s bi & trans and so is Kai DUH.” end ID]

finally, i’ve long had a trans headcanon for jeong jeong. specifically i think jeong jeong could be read as a trans woman who’s still working towards coming out. (to avoid confusion, and on the advice of a trans woman friend, i’m going to use they/them pronouns here, but to be clear i do think that the endpoint of my analysis is that jeong jeong would identify with she/her.) the first thing we learn about jeong jeong is that they were forced to serve in the fire nation military until they took a big stand by deserting. deserting, of course, is unthinkable to most fire nation citizens, and it’s made jeong jeong an outsider, but jeong jeong is an unusual citizen. so what does it say about them that they deserted? well, throughout the series, the fire nation’s objectives of conquest and imperialism are strongly linked to masculinity; we see this most clearly with zuko as he aspires to perform socially acceptable masculinity and struggles to find a relationship with masculinity that he can stomach. jeong jeong, too, rejects norms of masculinity, which is strikingly shown in contrast to aang--who is hardly a traditionally masculine character either. aang's haste to learn to control fire is understandable (sozin’s comet is a ticking clock, after all), but jeong jeong correctly observes that there is a degree of boyish carelessness and even arrogance to the way aang behaves in this episode and it puts everyone around them in danger. (incidentally, it’s very unusual for aang to act this way, and he pretty much never does it again, as his recklessness gets katara hurt and causes sokka to blow up at him. aang only needs to learn that lesson once.) and so aang and jeong jeong’s philosophies are contrasted. jeong jeong is advocating for patience and self-control, attributes that would have been critically important to, say, a closeted trans woman in a hypermasculine military culture. and aang’s behavior in this episode is then characterized as the more masculine tack for dealing with this subject, as he argues in favor of haste and reckless action. if aang is the more masculine operator in this interaction, then jeong jeong is the one whose behavior aligns with womanhood. furthermore, it’s not just the fire nation that’s linked to masculinity through their actions. it’s the elements themselves, too. jeong jeong’s principles of strict emotional control are at odds with the sweeping, out-of-control nature of fire in the wrong hands. jeong jeong resents fire for this reason. it’s not in their nature to relinquish control, or to destroy. (i don’t think their distaste for the element could be solved by a meeting with the dragons, either, though it might have helped them to understand how some people can bear it.) and if the element of fire is often linked to masculinity, then water, its opposite, is often linked to femininity. we see by the episode’s end that jeong jeong has dedicated time to researching waterbenders and has a profound admiration for them. upon watching katara heal, jeong jeong even tells katara:

[ID: two screenshots from "the deserter.” jeong jeong has just watched katara heal her burns from aang’s firebending. with a pained look, jeong jeong says “I’ve always wished I were blessed like you--free from this burning curse.” end ID]

this is a very telling exchange. jeong jeong is uncomfortable with fire and thinks of it as a curse, something they were born with but never wanted. fire pains them. they see how it consumes and destroys. they long for an association with water instead, something they view as healing and restorative. i also think it’s worth thinking about how waterbenders who can heal might be able to use their abilities to change the body, and why jeong jeong might be particularly wistful toward that gift. in watching this episode for the first time, it was instinctive for me to read this character as a trans woman. their aversion to the element they were born with and rejection of the hypermasculine culture they were expected to adhere to demonstrate a physical and emotional dysphoria. meanwhile, jeong jeong respects and admires a different, opposite way of life. and the stress they’re going through is really hard. while jeong jeong is a very kind and generous person, the pain of living a life they don’t want (and the expectation to teach the avatar how to bend an element they hate) is taking a toll. jeong jeong is depressed, anxious, and quick to anger. jeong jeong is in a dark place at this point in their life. but i hope that by the time the war is over and they’re reunited with their friends in the white lotus, they can begin to find themself and live the way they want to live.

so those are our trans headcanons! if anyone else wants to weigh in on any of these (especially trans people!), pls let us know <3

#c #asks #catsarecutebutaliens #good url btw #anyway i've been thinking about jeong jeong and trans womanhood for a LONG time (since i first saw the episode in fact!)#so i'd be happy to discuss it further!#jeong jeong #aang #suki #jinora #kai #kyoshi #bolin #asami #mako #korra

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Teyvat’s School for the Gifted

Summary: He's cruel, mean, and sadistic. Lumine cannot fathom why he has the followers he does, but she won't fall into his hands like the rest of them. It was unknown to her at that time how such a stance would cause the biggest uproar the schools ever seen.

This is the silly drama filled high school/college parody AU nobody asked for filled with Lumine not giving a shit and Childe trying to buy his way out of problems.

Ship: Lumine/Childe

Tags: Highschool AU, Enemies to lovers, Slow burn, Jealousy, lots of side ships.

Status: 5/? on Ao3

Chapter 1

The school located on an island inside the neutral zones between nations is a blessing for anyone without a swimming pool filled with mora. Without money you have to be gifted a vision to attend. That is why Lumine thought she would never be accepted to such a place. Instead cursed to live her life on a small farm on the outskirts of Mondstadt, killing small monsters for money to aid her ailing mother.

She had become quite the prodigy around the area. Her sword work was nothing to be trifled with. Some would even gush about what it would be like if she did have a vision. Then it happened, a strange string of life changing events.

She enjoyed spending her free time sitting under the statue of the seven in windrise. It gave her a reprieve from her day-to-day life of school, killing, then sleep. She polished her blade most days she sat there, enjoying the sounds of the wilderness around her.

As she sheathed her blade, wistfully thinking about what it would be like to magically summon and desummon it as a vision user, a light began to shine behind her. There was a flash, she thought maybe a vision might appear in front of her. But this was no test or life changing event. It didn’t make sense.

Wind surrounded her body, lifting her skit in the breeze. She turned, it followed with her. She lifted her hand as a power surged through her. A burst of wind jetted from her palm and sliced across the water. It trimmed the tops off the over grown grasses lining the ponds edge. The wind died down and left her for elsewhere as the light slowly faded out of existence.

Befuddled, she stared at the palms of her hands. She felt a power emanating from her core. With a trembling arm she raised her palm again, calling forth on the energy. It darted from her as before. Shocked, she tried it again and again, smiling gleefully with each blast of wind. She twirled around, searching for her vision, but came up empty.

That is how the first visionless anemo user was born. At first people didn’t believe her. Delusions were not unknown to the common folk of Teyvat. They were a staple favorite of the mafia families across the regions. But she quickly smashed those theories to pieces. Not only was she a poor farm girl fighting to survive, but where on earth would she have the money to afford such a thing. She allowed an inspection of her things and a pat down to prove it.

After the authorities decided that she did not have a vision she was free to do as she wished. That was until the head master of Teyvat’s school for the gifted showed up on her doorstep. The scholarship she was offered would give more money to her mother per month than she could in six months of hunting. She took it without question.

That’s how she ended up here, gawking at the building in front of her. The school defied the rumors. Statues carved from marble, fountains that defied gravity, even the wood it was built from looked impossibly expensive. Heck, the wildlife looked like they ate from golden platters.

The only thing that held her from running right back to the boat was a woman pinning her down with a chemically assisted cheerful gaze. A shiver ran up her spine as she waved her over. She obliged only because her eyes looked a hair away from snapping into crazy land.

“Welcome to Teyvat’s finest Lumine!” She cheered and began to clap.

“Thanks,” She mumbled, intimidated by her nature. She looked like a robot. Sleek black hair, not a strand out of place. Perfectly pressed blazer and pencil skirt in matching shades. Her glasses glistening in the sunlight, even if they were just plain black frames. She hoped not everyone in this school looked or felt this way.

“Follow me and I'll take you to your dorm. Then it’s a trip around campus!” She quipped then turned on her heel. Even her footsteps were a perfect tempo.

They walked through the faculty building, which thankfully looked normal inside. The site quelled her turning stomach. It was into the garden next that, as expected, looked immaculate. They even had a massive sand garden. Back in Mondstadt something like that would be destroyed in seconds.

Eventually they came upon another wooden building with a large ‘girls’ over it. The woman stopped and spun so fast on her heel Lumine almost let out small scream.

“This is the girl's dorm; your roommates are waiting for you inside with your things. I'll be back in thirty minutes for the rest of the tour,” she said, smile never once faltering as she left Lumine to her own devices.

Her roommates were nice, they greeted her in the common room just as her guide stated. Amber was a bit too enthusiastic for just about anything. Barbara was a very cheerful girl but was more reserved. It was a breath of fresh air to see two friendly faces. They led her to their dorm to get settled.

“So, what do you think?” Amber asked as Lumine began to unpack her luggage. Placing her uniforms carefully into her small closet along with her own casual clothing. Her own things almost felt dirty comparted to the schools uniform she was provided. And the room was much bigger than what she expected from a dormitory.

“It's overwhelming,” She admitted.

“You'll get used to it,” Amber laughed.

“Are you?” Lumine began to ask.

“Scholarship,” Amber answered, holding up her vision, “They keep the poor kids together so we don’t infect the rich kids.” She laughed.

“Hey!” Barbara yelled at her. Lips pointing into a pout.

“Except for Barbara, she requested to room with me. She's the exception.” Amber smiled at her friend.

“So, it's exactly how I thought it would be,” Lumine grumbled. This school was probably dripping with rich kids causing trouble for the normal folk, like she expected.

“Some of the students are alright, indifferent you might say. But there are,” Amber held up her hands as air quotes, “those types.”

“Will you guys be in my classes?” She asked.

“Nope, third years!”

Lumine felt her insides twist. Great, now she would be alone on her first day. At least her dorm would be nice. Amber was warm and friendly and Barbara seemed sweet even if she wasn’t talking as much. The pair would only be a year below her so they were still close in age. Hopefully she wouldn’t be moved to another dorm with the ‘adults’ if she attends the next four years after this one.

“You don’t want to be in our year anyways,” Barbara laughed.

“Whys that?” Lumine felt a small smile form for the first time since she set foot on the island. Barbara wiggled her eyebrows and gleamed over at Amber. She turned red in response and threw a pillow at her.

“Stop! Its not my fault!” She shouted.

“It’s gross the way he drools over his desk for you,” Barbara added.

“Mind filling me in?” Lumine asked.

“No!” Amber shouted.

“She has this wolf boy that follows her around and causes trouble. Its adorable,” Barbara said anyways.

“I didn’t ask for it he just did it!” Amber defended herself.

“It's like a comedy slash horror show every day,” Barbara giggled.

“Stop teasing me,” Amber whined.

“Wolf boy?” Lumine asked. Mondstadt had a steady population of people descendant of shape shifters or animals, but she had never seen a wolf before. Most of them were cats. Granted, she did keep to herself and didn’t really mix with the town folk, even at school.

“Half werewolf, half human, grew up in the wild before coming here earlier in the year,” Amber explained.

“He can smell everything, it's awful,” Barbara moaned, “one time I tried to bring some leftovers from lunch and he almost ripped apart my bag looking for it.”

“Sounds like a nice boyfriend,” Lumine said, hiding her smile as she sorted items into her desk drawers. Amber gasped from behind her. She swallowed a laugh.

“H-he's not my boyfriend!” She yelled. Lumine busted and began to giggled along with Barbara. She was interested in seeing the exchanges between the two now.

“Very funny guys, I'll make sure to make fun of your pain in suffering next time I get the chance.” Amber crossed her arms.

“Alright I'll stop,” Barbara waved her hand at her. A sharp knock on the door quickly soured the cheerful mood. The door swung open and Lumine’s guide walked in.

“Fantastic, I'm so glad you are getting along with your new housemates. We must complete the tour now.” The woman said, still as cheerful as ever. Lumine noticed Barbara and Ambers shoulders fell on her entrance. “I'll be waiting out front,” she chirped and left.

“God, Mrs.Lee always gives me the creeps,” Amber said.

“Glad it's not just me,” Lumine laughed as she stood.

“Good luck! See you at dinner,” Amber waved as Lumine exited the room. She heard faint whispers of gossip as she left but knew it was nothing bad, those girls didn’t have a mean bone in them.

They walked around campus and Lumine slowly became accustomed to the wildly expensive taste. She was shown the inside of the year one through four buildings, for the fourteen-to-eighteen-year old's. Then the outside of the adult facilities. Mrs. Lee assured the only real difference between the two was the uniform requirement and some extra freedoms.

After taking the tour she felt less overwhelmed, but it was the final stop that really cemented the reality most of the students lived in. It was the cafeteria of the school, but should have been classified as a food court. There was the line for the scholarship students where they could use one of three free meal tickets per day, or a snack coupon, all loaded onto her school ID. Wich was normal, same thing that she had in Mondstadt, minus the dinner.

What was different was the restaurants lining the walls. Everything you could imagine from each region on tap. And the prices were nothing to scoff at. A Fishermans toast was going for ten thousand mora, she could make that for less than three hundred back home. Lines scaled out to the isles as students waited, eager to be robbed for food.

“Lumine!” A familiar voice shouted. She sighed in relief. A distraction to this insanity was required right about now. She carried her tray adorned with less appetizing food from the school over to the table Amber sat at.

“This place is crazy,” Lumine sighed in exhaustion.

“My first day I ran away,” Amber laughed. She placed a spoon full of mac and cheese into her mouth.

“Those prices are more than I make in three weeks back home,” She said as she began to eat. Pleasantly surprised that even the free food was delectable. The pasta was perfectly cooked, cheese sauce an ideal creamy texture. She moved on to nibble at her cookie, baked expertly with a crispy outside and a gooey center. “God,” she murmured, savoring the taste.

“I told you, you get used to it,” Amber smiled sweetly. A book bag slamming down on the table instantly cleared her face. She looked up to see what she assumed was the wolf boy from earlier discussions. Lumine wondered why Amber felt it was bad to have his attention. He was attractive, silver hair and red eyes, giving him an exotic look. His arms were coated in scars and a massive one gashed his face, not a bad look if your into that type. Some of the girls back home would swoon over the attention.

“Why,” She groaned as he pulled out a seat, pushing it right up against hers as he sat a plate of meat and potatoes down. It must have been one of the free creature meals from the school line. He sat, making sure he was as close as physically possible to her.

Okay, maybe that’s why. Lumine began to understand.

He tilted his head like a new puppy, “Why?” He asked, voice thick with an unknown accent.

“We talked about this,” She shoved his chair away. “This is Razor,” She sighed as he sunk into his chair to pout. Lumine nodded and greeted him with a smile.

“I bought brownies!” Barbara sang as she skipped over to the table, “For our new friend,” She handed out the sweets, “And beef jerky for you,” She said as she handed Razor a slim piece of dried meat. He perked up and took it, chewing on it greedily. After the experience with the cookie Lumine thought the food couldn’t get better. But the brownie was smooth decadent layers of velvet chocolate that melted in her mouth. She had to suppress a groan.

There was a pickup of chatter in the room that pulled her from her chocolate induced fantasy. She looked towards the entrance of the café where a group of boys walked in. They were followed by a gaggle of other students, mostly female, all adorned with an expensive accessory or more.

Lumine was an honest person and she did not deny to herself that these boys looked like royalty. They walked with an air of confidence even through the crowd, knowing that the sea of students would part for them. She counted each of their visions, anemo, geo, cryo and hydro. There was a distinct leader to the group out of the four. A redhead who wore his vision on his belt, showing it off by messily tucking in half of his unkept shirt. Like he wanted people to see it, unlike the rest of them that wore them on chains by their side, as did everyone else in the school.

“Don't stare,” Amber hissed. Lumine snapped her eyes to her friends.

“Who are they?” She asked. Amber eyed her wearily before divulging the information.

“Sons of the school's elite,” She glanced back at the group to ensure they were distracted with food or girls before continuing, “The shorter one with green hair is Xiao, the son of the wangshu inn owner. The geo looking guy is Zhongli from the Wangsheng funeral parlor. Blue hair is Kaeya, one of the sons from the dawn winery.” Amber stopped speaking as she got to the last subject. Lumine quirked a brow as both Barbara and Amber swiveled their heads to check on the group again.

“It's not really them you should be weary of though; besides Xiao they are nice. Xiao has always had a stick up his butt,” Barbara added to the conversation.

“Then what is it, why are we acting like we are defusing a bomb?” Lumine asked.

“It's Childe, the redhead,” Amber whispered.

“Childe? That’s a dumb name,” Lumine thought out loud. The girls hissed at her to keep her voice down.

“He smells mean,” Razor added. Amber pulled on his ear.

“I told you not to talk about him,” She growled at him. He grasped her hand in his, forcing her to release.

“But you are!” he argued.

“Thats because we are warning her!” Amber explained. Razors eyes darted from Ambers to Lumines and he resigned himself back to his half-eaten steak.

Amber rolled her eyes and turned back to Lumine, “It’s not his real name, no one even knows his real name.”

“Childe is an awful nickname,” She whispered back to her friend.

“He’s mean, and evil, once he has you in his sights there's no stopping it.” Amber warned her.

“What about his friends? Don’t they say something?” She asked.

“They are rich, us poor folk don’t matter to them even if they act cordial towards us,” Amber told her as she leaned back, “Besides you don’t have a vision, he will probably just ignore you.”

Lumine widened her eyes, “well...” She felt a tint come to her cheeks, “Actually...”

Amber slammed her fists on the table, “NO WAY! YOUR THAT GIRL!” she screamed. Drawing the attention of half the students.

“Show us!” Barbara insisted.

“Ah, I don’t think now is the best time.” Lumine tried to quell her friend's voices but both girls were oblivious to the attention they were attracting. She glanced over at the red head she was warned about to make sure he was still entranced at whatever activity he had chosen.

“Awh comon I wanna see!” Amber whined.

“First anemo user in history without a vision! Don’t hold out on us!” Barbara added.

“Fine! Just stop yelling at me,” Lumine finally conceded. She put her palm face up on the table and gathered a small amount of wind to it. It tinted green with her power as it swirled into a miniature tornado in her palm.

“This is so cool!” Amber gasped.

“It's the same as anyone else,” Lumine said, closing her hand to cease the wind. She was more than a bit tired of people going ballistic over her powers.

“Let's get back to the dorms,” Amber suggested, “We have much to talk about,” She smiled gleefully. Razor whimpered next to her, “fine you can come too,” She sighed. Razor looked up with a beaming smile.

“Boys are allowed in the girls dorms?” Lumine asked as they gathered their trays and bags.

“Only until eight with a strict open-door policy,” Barbara told her.

She hummed in response as the group made their way over to the trash bins. Eyes were on her now, some searching for a vision trinket she didn’t possess. She was the last one out the door when a chill tingled down her spin. She grabbed the back of her neck and turned, expecting a cryo user to be standing there with a smirk on their face.

Instead, she was greeted with sea blue eyes cutting through the crowd. He smirked when they made eye contact. The chill went down her entire body. She glared as the door to the building swung shut, cutting them off.

Shit.

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