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preprecure · 20 days

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Royal Sword Academy Au

Welcome to the good guys team! Pt. 1-2

“Why is it so stuffy in here?”

It’s dark, and kinda cramped, but oddly…soft at the same time? You can’t see a thing…why can’t you see anything? You hear shuffling around you, then an unknown voice speaks from the darkness.

“Dang it!…people are coming…gotta get into uniform before they see me!”

You hear a small creaking noise from within the comfortably cramped darkness. “Aghhhh! The lid is too heavy!…maybe if I…” Sparkling flames erupt around you, making the cramped space a lot more warmer. “Out! Too hot!” You yell before shoving open some sort of lid, finding yourself on the cool floor of a nice, dimly lit area with fancy crystal lamps illuminating its pristine white walls. Crystals you would normally find adorned on a chandelier hang on the ceiling, almost as if they were imitating fairy lights. Boxes that look like white, steel coffins floating off the ground.

“Gahhh! Why are you awake!?l” A small, weird looking creature stands…well..floats before you, bewildered by your conscious form; like it was expecting you to be dead or asleep.

“What the hell? A talking roach!?” You say, pointing at the creature in front of you. “Wow, Rude! I’m not a roach, thank you!” it puts its hands on its hips, puffing out its cheeks. “I’m a fairy!”

You continue to point at the flying roach in front of you, while slowly backing away from it. “Why is it still talking?” The bee-like creature huffs in annoyance and crosses its arms. “Whatever!” The mosquito points at you.

“Changing subject, I’m going to need you to hand those clothes you’re wearing over to me, please.” Squinting at your outfit

“Although they are a bit big…oh well! That’s what magic is for.” You continue to gawk at the creature.

“What?! No!” defensively attempting to cover yourself up, much to no avail.

“I’m not giving a yassified flying roach my clothes!” The roach’s face goes as red as a tomato.

“OI! For the last time I am not a roach!” The flying roach starts flying at you. Letting out a small yelp of fear you turn and attempt to run away from the flying thing before running into something, or more maybe, someone.

“Oh! What is going on here? You’re yelling and it’s disrupting the entrance ceremony, not to mention causing the students to worry.” You haven’t heard this voice before, this one is new. Backing away from the person you bumped into, you see it’s an elderly man with short white hair that’s covered by a pointy hat, a beard, with small circular monocle glasses framing his face, slightly covering his gray eyes. His clothes are well…something. He wears blue robes with a long white scarf tied in a knot with some sort of emblem on his shoulder, with light blue socks and blue shoes to match.

You point at the flying creature behind you. “That Thing is trying to attack me!” Said ‘thing’ points back at you “I am not!”. Looking back at the ‘thing’ you retort, “Yes you are!”. It argues, so you argue back. You two get so wrapped up in your back and forth banter that you forget about the third party in the room.

“You can understand them?” Abruptly stopping your debate with the roach you turn and face the third person with confusion written all over your face. “Yes? Can you not?”. The elderly man shakes his head, “Apologies, I don’t have my fairy communicator on me at the moment.”

You’re very confused right now, what’s a fairy communicator? The man looks as if he just recalled something important “Right! Silly me,” you snap your attention back to him. “You’re a new student, and the entrance ceremony is underway.” Entrance Ceremony?

He smiles brightly “Let's get you to the mirror room, yes?” Quickly ushering you into the other room, motioning for the flying ‘fairy’ to follow behind. Yeaaaa…you’re still confused. Looking up at the elderly man leading you somewhere “Hey! Who are you? And where am I?” He smiles again before responding “Well, I am Ambrose the 63rd. Headmaster of Royal Sword Academy, which is where you are now!”

This response causes you to raise a brow in confusion “Royal Sword Academy?” Ambrose nods in response. “One of the most prestigious magic schools in all of Twisted Wonderland! Talented young magicians chosen by the looking glass are welcome to attend this school.”

Okay…more stuff you don’t know. Which means more questions that need to be answered. “Uh…huh…” you reply as Ambrose continues his rant. “Those from around the world who have been chosen to attend RSA use a gate to make their way here. A pearlescent pumpkin carriage carrying the gate should have gone to greet you.”

A memory of a pumpkin shaped carriage riding off comes to mind. How odd, the carriage reminds you of something you’ve seen in a Fairytale. What was it called again?

“I think I remember that fairytale carriage…” you mumble out unconsciously. Causing the elderly man to chuckle at your response, “The pearlescent pumpkin carriage goes around greeting every new student chosen by the looking glass, they are special carriages used to carry the doors to the academy.” Nodding in response, he continues. “The market decided long, long ago that carriages should be used to welcome people on special days, which I think is quite lovely!”

The market decided on this? What kind of market??

“Heyyy! Are we there yet?!” Oh yea. You had a ‘Fairy’ Flying behind you. Ambrose momentarily looks at the fairy before looking back at you. “What?” You say, tilting your head slightly.“What did they say?” He asked in response. “I wanna know if we’re there yet!” The fairy yells directly in your ear, causing you to flinch in response.

Momentarily glaring at the fairy for your ear strain. You look back at Ambrose to answer him, “He wants to know if we’re there yet.” That being wherever there is.

The old man chuckles “You’re absolutely right! We have no time to waste. The entrance ceremony is waiting for us!” This makes him start speed walking ahead of you so as to not waste any more time. For a man quite older than you, he’s surprisingly very fast.

“Wonder what this entrance ceremony is all about…” you mumble to yourself before speeding up behind Ambrose.

In a room full of people, everyone is whispering amongst themselves. About what? You might ask, no one may ever know. The room has the same interior as the place you woke up in, the only difference being a smaller number of steel coffins and a giant glass mirror standing in the middle of the room. The people in the room are wearing white and yellow cloaks; the hoods obscuring their identities.

A blonde haired boy speaks up from the crowd. “Soooo…is that everyone?,” he looks around the room “Are we done now?” clapping his hands together before standing in front of the crowd. “Alright new Wondreation students! We have rules here but we are not above nor below them, just have fun and all will be well!” He gives a warm yet playful smile to the crowd giving off a lighthearted vibe to himself.

A short man with animal ears stretches his arms out. “Thank the Great Seven this is finally over!” popping his back, “I was starting to get stiff.” He looks at the crowd. “Ima head back and get some rest now,” He waves a hand in the air, getting the attention of the crowd. “All Sunlione dorm members are with me!,” he motions towards the exit “Let's go!”

A curious looking boy in the crowd says his share of words, flashing a smile to everyone. “Hello-Hello! And congratulations to all of the new students of the academy!,” happily clapping to himself “You all are going to love it here! As the dorm leader of Atlarine I’m happy to help you in any way I can!”

A cute boy looks around the room, a worried expression on his face. “Did anyone see where the headmaster went? It’s not like him to walk out on such an important event…” A tall, buff-looking dude looks around as well, “Hey, you’re right! Where’d he go?!” A boy with bright purple eyes pops up behind the tall man, leaning against him despite their height difference . “Hmmm…maybe he had to use the bathroom?”

A loud bang of a door opening can be heard in the room, the source of the sound being Ambrose. “Oh there he is.” The blonde haired boy comments, subtly pointing at the old man. Ambrose rushes into the room with you and the fairy not far behind him. “Sorry for walking out everyone! It seems we were missing one student, so I went to go find them.”

The elderly man turns to you. “You still have time to be assigned to a dorm,” he motions to the flying cockroach, “Your fairy companion will be watching from the sidelines while you step in front of the glass mirror.”

The cockroach huffs in annoyance before standing, floating? By Ambrose. You step up to the mirror. An androgynous voice speaks from within the mirror “State thy name.”

“(Y/N).” you respond.

The whole room falls silent as you wait for the mirror’s response. “The shape of thy soul is…'' the mirror pauses, “I sadly cannot tell…'' the crowd gasps in disbelief. Ambrose confusedly looks at the mirror “Pardon?”. The glass mirror responds, “I sense no magic within this one.” The crowd begins to whisper, you’re sure it’s about you. the topic being most likely about you.

The mirror speaks once more, “The soul’s color, shape, essence, it’s all nothing.” The whispers are getting louder. “Hence they aren’t suited for any specific dormitory.” the stares on your person become more intense as the whispers continue to grow louder. Ambrose shakes his head in disbelief “The pearlescent pumpkin carriage would never make the mistake of bringing someone who can’t use magic.”

“In all my years,” (Lol) “There has never been a mistake in the student selection.” He puts a hand on his chin “Then again, mistakes can happen…” The fairy flies in front of you, standing in between you and Ambrose, shoving something in the elderly man’s hands. “Me! Me! I can take their place!”

“Unlike them!” Proudly thumbing towards themselves “I can use magic! Let me take their place, I promise you won’t regret it!” The little fairy looks like it’s about to burst from excitement, “Here I can even prove it to you right now!”

The short man with animal ears yells from the crowd “Hit the deck!” As the fairy pulls something out of his pocket and throws it on the floor, causing a fire within the room. Screams of fear and panic are heard throughout the room, as people try to flee the scene. The tall, buff looking man is flailing his arms around and running all over the place, “AHHHHHH! My butt is on fire!! Hot! Hot! Hotttt!” You snicker to yourself at how dumb he looks, flailing his arms around like an idiot.

Ambrose looks like he’s on the verge of panicking. Pointing to the flying creature, “Someone catch that fairy! Before the whole school gets burnt to a crisp!”

The blonde haired boy sighs, putting his hands on his hips. “Mannn…and here I was hoping to have another easy day.” The curious boy looks at the blonde in confusion “But I thought you always wanted to meet a fairy? Wouldn’t you like to catch and befriend him?” The blonde takes a minute to consider it, ultimately deciding not to. “Naw, I’m good.”

The boy with Bright Purple eyes raises his hand from the panicking crowd “Headmaster Ambrose! I can get him!” He proudly places his hands on his hips, “I’ve dealt with fairies before so I know how to handle this!” The cute boy giggles, “That’s Raheel for you. Always stepping up to help those in need.”

The buff man with his butt still on fire speaks up again “Um! Hello?! Can someone please help me put out my butt fire…please!?” He attempts to stop, drop, and roll to extinguish the fire but surprisingly it doesn’t work, which causes him to panic even more.

Ambrose is slowly panicking while trying to keep everyone else calm “Everyone! Remain calm!” The blondie places his arms behind his head, “It’s just a small flying roach. How hard can it be to catch it?” The roach turns towards the blonde, “I am not a roach!” angrily flailing its limbs around like a child throwing a tantrum. “I am a fairy! And I have a name!”

The boy with Purple eyes also known as ‘Raheel’ crosses his arms. “Uh-huh, and what might your name be then?” He says in a mocking tone.

The man with animal ears stands beside Raheel placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Well that isn’t very nice, Now was it?” Purple eyed boy shrugs before pulling out something that looks like a broach, aiming it at the fairy. “Probably not, but hey! It never hurts to tease.”

The man with animal ears shakes his head in disapproval; grabbing a similar looking broach, aiming it at the fairy as well. “Let's just get this over with.”

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haerin1 · 7 months

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hcs you have for Scara? Love seeing new writers around here 🫶

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ SCARA HEADCANNONS.

note: omh ty for the req !! i did 2 versions bcause i got carried away UM anw enjoy xoxo kisses hugs :33

[wanderer!scara, modern au!scara x gn!reader] fluff, pinches of angst, mentioned mommy issues and trust issues !!

modern au scara !!

Scara is definitely a band kid and in my opinion, he'd absolutely be an electric bassist. He carries around the band-aids you gave him so he can use one whenever his fingertips get cut from the tough strings of the instrument.

Scara loves judging everybody in his classes and making people uncomfortable because he's a menace like that. His narrowed sapphire gaze following certain people with ill thoughts and a slight grimace; you already know he's judging them real hard.

It's simply impossible for him to go a day, no, even an hour, without his headphones and downloaded music from his favourite artists. Scara's music taste consists mostly of Chase Atlantic, Artic Monkeys, TV Girl, Cigarettes After Sex and he's a closeted Mitski listener.

Mommy issues and miscommunication trope with Ei. Scara aspires to be anything else but the occupation Ei suggested for him. Ei compares Scara to his sister, Raiden, without knowing it hurts Scara's feelings because she's bad at communicating and getting her words right overall.

Shops at Hot Topic and Miniso. Miniso, because he only goes there for the Kuromi stuff that reminds him of you (since you're always telling him how you and him are literally Kuromi and Badtzmaru) and Hot Topic is self-explanatory.

Adding onto the Kuromi and Badtzmaru topic. Ever since you made that comment, Scara ended up loving that specific pair of cute Sanrio characters. He now owns a Badtzmaru hoodie (yours is a Kuromi one: hashtag couple goals), five Kuromi figures and more than thirty things consist of Badtzmaru in his bedroom.

Scara's bedroom is neat but messy at the same time. The room is fairly big and he has his bassist on its stand in the corner of the room with a huge Badtzmaru plushie sitting on the floor by it. His bed is filled with your gifts of plushies from past dates or occasions.

Scara has an area dedicated to his favourite music artists with posters of their albums plastered to the black painted wall. You bought him TV Girl's French Exit vinyl for his birthday, which he always plays on the record player whenever you come over or when he's missing you (by missing you, I mean whenever you're not with him).

Everytime you mention a new song you like, Scara immediately learns it on his bass so he can impress you. You find it so cute how these little gestures of his are all for your compliments and affection when all he could do is breathe and you'd be head over heels for him.

Scara is unfiltered, cunning and a tease. He'll say whatever he wants at any given time and doesn't mind what people think at all (he fights back the urge to rock someone's shit when they disagree with him.) He's your cute little drama queen.

genshin au scara (wanderer) !!

Wanderer's favourite time of day is when the sun starts to set and he gets to have his long awaited tea time with you. You know the perfect way on how to make his tea and it's so natural to the point of when Wanderer tastes any other tea, it just can't compare to the way you make it.

Despite loving you very dearly, and he'd never admit this last bit aloud, he still has some sort of doubt against you. Should something happen to you that marks your permanent disappearance that neither you or him could prevent, what would he do? Wanderer simply does not know. And he certainly wouldn't want to know.

Wanderer enjoys the feeling of your hands in his hair. Whether your hands are soft, rough, cold, or warm, he doesn't mind. He just loves feeling your gentle and affectionate touch against his head as you play with his hair or even braid some strands together.

In general, Wanderer loves physical touch. Holding hands, soft kisses and hugs; It's all so wonderful to him. It makes him feel wanted and loved, like you actually think of him dearly. He loves it especially when you initiate it first. After that, he'll be more than comfortable doing it without waiting for you to do it ahead of him.

Wanderer keeps all of the silly trinkets, gifts and letters you've given him in a box that's kept in a very safe place where no one knows, not even you. Everytime he comes across it, unknowingly to him, a soft smile forms on his lips as he remembers the fact that he's this important to you.

Wanderer absolutely adores it when he makes you smile or laugh. He'll proudly smirk and throw in a teasing remark at this but is hiding the fact that he's just an embarrassed doll with an adorable lover. He loves making you feel good, both verbally and physically, as it feeds his ego and reassures him that he's doing great at being your beloved.

Wanderer's gifts for you are usually handmade, like the cute doll that looks like you which he got to keep so he could give you a doll that looks like him in return. He loves seeing you carry the doll around with you when you want to take it out of your messenger bag, holding it so gently as if it were Wanderer himself.

Whenever you're not paying attention, Wanderer looks at you and observes you. He loves noticing new little things about you, like the way you make little popping noises with your lips when you're bored or the way you subconsciously reach out to hold onto his hand. He adores every, single, little thing.

Wanderer often finds himself trying to impress you. If he sees you walking about, he'll immediately find something heavy to pick up and "coincidentally" run into you so he can make sure you see his amazing skills. You find this habit of his somewhat adorable as you smile and praise him for his strengths. He ends up getting quite flustered, in the end.

Depending on Wanderer's mood, he'll be very flirty one moment or very shy the next. If you manage to outdo him with his charming comments, trust me, he turns into the cutest blushing mess ever. He'll look away as he denies your question about whether he became timid or not.

🐾🍫🍮 : © haerin1 (do not translate, steal or take too much inspo from my works)

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yzashaven · 8 months

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h-hello! New followers here! I love your writing, can I ask for some romantic/or general headcanons for Gorou with a catgirl reader? T-Thank you in advance! *gives cookies and HIDES*

FEATURING ! gorou x catgirl!reader

CONTENTS ! sfw gen and romantic headcanons with an easily flustered (kinda ooc?) gorou :3

NOTE ! HII THANK YOU SO MUCHH <3 that really means a lot especially as a beginner writer 🥹 and i love cookies tyvm, hope you like this! 🩷 (even if it was a bit rushed)

"wait! are we like... the same?" was this man's first question when you first met. he's a little confused but he's got the spirit (sort of)

thinks you're SOOO CUTE he wants to pet your fluffy ears so bad and just give you headpats (he wants you to do the same with him)

when he saw a stray cat he literally brought it to you and asked if you could communicate with it or if you were related to it in some kind of way

asks so many questions??? some are kinda stupid like "do you hate water too then? do you take baths by licking yourself? are you related to actual cats?" it's just his first time actually getting close with a catgirl give him some time to process </3

if you tease him like in the same way that yae miko does, he blushes 5× as hard

definitely observes your ears and tail to see if they react in the same way that his does

he blushes whenever you purr or sway your tail happily around him like BLUSHES

he's really hyper whenever with you. like so happy that his tail is wagging so fast

whenever he's sad his ears flop down :( but the moment you show up, they perk up and he smiles like crazy

if you've got a vision he'd probably have you tag along during fights or training

and if you don't? that's okay! he'll be the one to protect you!

"w-what...? you like me back?!" he's about to faint. how could someone as cute as you be attracted to him?

definitely introduced you to kokomi and she thinks you're a perfect fit for each other! great now he's flustered

absolutely loves when you rub/pet his ears. just don't do it when he's doing his general duties please he gets so embarrassed around the soldiers, especially around kokomi :(

if you aren't a local from inazuma, he'll take you to the best areas! watatsumi island is of course the first place he took you to!

he doesn't like when people touch his tail BUT he will make an exception for you

invites you to take afternoon naps with him and will pet you softly

after training or doing anything related to his work, he's on his way to find you and just cuddle. he likes the way your ears perk up at the sound of his name

so soft when it comes to you! obviously, he's a general in a literal army so he still has to have that tough and serious persona in battle or planning their moves. but the moment he lays his eyes on you he goes soft and looks at you lovingly <3

if you do have a vision and decide to join him in battle, he keeps a close eye on you, making sure you're safe at all times. under no circumstance will he risk losing you

he prefers keeping you close to him. so whenever he wakes up from your nap together and you're gone he will literally start looking everywhere. letting out a sigh of relief when he finally sees you, rushing to pull you into a hug

i feel like for a petname he'd be so shy calling you things like kitten or kitty so he sticks with love and darling/dear. but if you did ask him to call you cat related names... it'll take a while for him to say it without blushing but for you, he'll try :3

#☾★ written »#gorou x reader #gorou x y/n #gorou x you #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #fem!reader

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ghost-runner · 1 year

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“Useless” and “Troubled” until the End: Pt. 4

Sully Family x “Useless” Fourth Child Male Reader

Summary: Y/N and his family need to learn the ways of water from the children of the Metkayina clan leader. After a confrontation leading to a fight between Y/N and the leader’s son, Ao’nung, Y/N and Lo’ak were left behind at a predator’s den by Ao’nung. Y/N lost sight of Lo’ak and being on his own. Y/N manages to make a new friend, however. Once back at the island home, Y/N follows Tsireya and Kiri to the Spirit Tree where things goes wrong for both Kiri and her brother. Upon awaking from his seizure, Y/N then learned that his siblings and their new friends went out to get Lo’ak after he went to warn his new friend. Quaritch makes a final stand against the Sully family by taking some of the children hostage and their new allies help them only for things to go wrong for Y/N on board the SeaDragon ship.

Warning: Blood, violence, abandonment, small bouts of animal cruelty, injuries, family arguments, abduction, and more…..

Note: I’m going to try to do the Na’vi language if I can. I apologize if I end up not putting anything in. I will also be using sign language in this part as it’s the main way that I’ll have them communicate underwater. Any time someone is speaking in sign language, there speaking part will have “” around it. Also, I’m doing something with Y/N at the Spirit Tree because I thought it’d be interesting for an idea.

— the next day from Pt. 3 left off —

— Y/N POV

I woke up the next day with an actually feeling good after a good night’s sleep. I tried getting up only to feel weight around my body and looked around to see Kiri and Tuk were hugging me as I slept. I smiled at this as I carefully moved their hands from around me while I got up from their grip. After getting free from the hugging sandwich of my sisters, I looked outside to see it was still dark out with it still being Eclipse so I figured I’d go out early to get some practice in. If I do end up getting into trouble for this, I honestly am all out of fucks to give about any sort of punishment I get from my old man. I roll my left shoulder before I start to take off the leaf bandage wrap so I don’t ruin the bandages with the water. I took a look at the hole in my shoulder before I thank Eywa that the bullet didn’t hit any bone and that the wound is healing nicely. I take my pistol out of the holster and take of the holster from around my leg before hiding them in the marui. I then grab my knife and sheathe it before I set out of our marui towards the beach shore. I thought I saw movement out of the quarter of my eye, but I write it off as nothing as I head down into the water before I’m swimming in the deep water of the ocean. I look back as I’m a few dozen meters away from the shore to see someone heading into the water as if to follow me, but I figure it’s someone getting an early start like me. I breathe in before I dive below the surface while grabbing my knife and getting it ready for whatever I might encounter. As I dive under the surface, I see the beauty of the sea with all sorts of different creatures and plants under the surface of the sea from a first glance. I use my knife and quickly kill two dinicthoid fish that I saw approach me with a swift thrust of my blade into the heads of both. I sheathe my blade before grabbing both of the carnivorous fish I just killed and bring them back to shore so I can gut them. Once I was back at the shore, I started away at cutting open the fish and taking out any remnants of the guts so it will be safe to eat. Once the two fish are ready, I wrap them up in an extra net I found lying around as I hoisted the wrapped fish over my right shoulder and bring the fish over to a small area I saw had some stones, kindling, and sticks/branches around the area that was just outside of my family’s marui to where I could be seen outside of it.

Once at the small area I saw earlier, I started making a small fire-pit using the stones, kindling, and branches that were here. I first dug a small hole before I started with putting the stones into a small circle around the hole and then tossing the sticks and kindlings down into the hole I made before I used a lighter I took from a Sky-people base when scavenging one day to light one stick on fire before I tossed it into the hole with the rest of the kindling and branches. I smiled at the efforts I made paid off with a fire that was now going strong and bright. I started to cut off pieces of meat and bone from the dinicthoids I killed before I started to cook the pieces over the fire when I heard footsteps coming my way, as if I could really care who it is that is awake at this time as well, they can do as they please as long as it doesn’t bother me. However, the footsteps only drew closer to where I was with my fire pit.

(This is what I had in mind for the fire pit during the early parts of a day.)

I continue on cooking the meat as I let my mind wonder while slightly glancing towards the the sea, seeing the sun slowly begin to rise across the horizon. I soon finished cooking the fish and began prepping it with some seasonings I quickly snatched from inside the marui. I left the cooked fish near the fire pit on some seashell plates I ended up finding in our marui and climbed up a tree that had some Yovo fruit at the top that was a few meters away. I plucked about 7 full fruit off the tree, but I ended up losing my grip from the tree and I fell a good 14 feet onto my back. I got up and dusted myself off from my fall before I took the Yovo fruit back to the fire pit where I saw a girl from the Metkayina clan was sitting around the fire. I dropped the Yovo fruit into a basket I scavenged from the sea which startled the Metkayina Na’vi girl that was near the fire. The girl looks to be about two years older than me and she turned around only to see me with my fucked up body covered in wounds to which she winces at, probably wondering how I’m not in much pain as well as what the hell did I do. She composed herself very quickly and began to talk with me as I sat down.

???: Sorry. I didn’t realize that someone else was here.

Y/N: Don’t worry about it. If you don’t mind me asking, I don’t think I got your name.

???: Oh, where are my manners? I’m Tsireya, but you can call me Reya. I’m the chief’s daughter and the future Tsahìk of the Metkayina clan.

Y/N: Nice to meet you, Tsireya, I’m Y/N, the useless kid of my family.

Tsireya: Why would you say that about yourself when you already proven that you have what it takes to keep up with the clan?

Y/N: Was that you who I saw that was spying on me when I first killed these fish?

Tsireya gave me a sheepish look.

Tsireya: You caught me redhanded. I was going for a walk during Eclipse and I happen to see you wading to deeper water. I was curious as to why you were diving on your own when you haven’t even practiced with us yet. Might I add, you’re already a pro at the diving and breathing.

Y/N: I appreciate the compliment on my skills. I guess that it comes with the territory of having to teach myself when the rest of my family is too busy, never notice, or plainly doesn’t care enough to try to teach me the ways of my people.

Tsireya: That’s awful. Nobody should have to go through that.

Y/N: I’m used to it…I mean what else am I supposed to do when my parents only seem to care when I disobey them, get injured, or cause trouble?

Tsireya: You have had it rough.

I start cutting up the Yovo fruit into small pieces.

Y/N: Yeah, no shit. Sorry about that, I’m just super used to swearing a lot since I’ve used it as a way of letting frustration out.

Tsireya: Its quite alright. I understand that it must be hard.

I sigh, knowing that she has no idea what I been through. I then see Tsireya eye my bullet wound in my shoulder with curiosity.

Tsireya: May I ask you something?

Y/N: Go right ahead.

Tsireya: I saw that you have many bruises and cuts all over your body, however, what has caught my attention the most was the wound in your shoulder. May I ask as to what happened?

Y/N: It’s a long story that I really don’t want to get into because it was all over the place and just overall crappy.

Tsireya: I understand completely, Y/N.

Y/N: I appreciate that.

Tsireya: Well, I got to get back home before my brother decides to rat on me to father. It was nice meeting you, Y/N.

Y/N: The same goes to you, Reya. I’ll see you later for when my siblings and I have to come practice.

Tsireya got up and started making her way back to her family’s marui. She waved to me and I wave back to her before I finished cutting the fruit up. I put the many fruit pieces onto the plates and bring them over to a small table where there were some seats set up around it before I set the plates down onto said table. I turned back around and went back to the fire, smiling as I then look out to the sea as the sun finally fully rises. I sat down near the fire and slowly began to eat some fish I left for myself. After I finished, I got up when I went past the fire and went to the sea where I laid back before I started to let myself float in the water. I closed my eyes with a great feeling of contentment and once again felt the presence of people watching me, but I just ignore it and let myself continue to float, letting all my worries wash away as I relax.

— 3RD PERSON POV

We can currently see Jake from the Sully family start to stir awake from the night of slumber, once again met to the smell of food. Jake was the first one up and looked around the marui to see his family, smiling at seeing everyone sleeping, but he noticed something odd. He saw that Tuk and Kiri were sleeping off in a corner where he knew they were not there when they all went to sleep. He shakes off the weird feeling and gets up without waking anyone else up before when he saw that Y/N’s bloody bandage wrap from his shoulder was sitting in a clump on the floor near where the girls were at. He got a little worried before he headed outside to see what the smell was only to see it was the cooked fish and fruit that Y/N prepared as well as seeing the fire that was still going bright. He turned to the sea to see his son floating there alone, he sighed and went to his son before grabbing Y/N’s arm and pulling him to the shore. Y/N ended up startled at the grasp on his arm while being pulled and quickly opened his eyes to see his dad staring at him with a stern look.

Y/N: Aw shit……

Jake: Y/N….You got anything to say?

Y/N pulls his arm away from his dad.

Y/N: You already know.

Jake: Y/N. While I’m happy that you decided to get an early start, you need to be careful.

Y/N: Dad, don’t try showing that you care now. I know that you only see me as a failure.

Jake: Y/N. That’s not true.

Y/N glared at his father as he waded back towards the fire pit.

Y/N: Oh fuck off with that shit! You said as much yourself, Dad! That’s what caused me to run away in the first place which is also the final straw for us needing to leave our home. I already know that my siblings most likely hate me for being the reason of it!

Jake: Y/N!! I didn’t mean that!!

Y/N reached the shore and after reaching the firepit, he turned to his father.

Y/N: Oh, really?! Knowing you, I know you just think that I’m going to end up screwing something up and get us kicked out of this place.

Jake: Y/N! That is not true!

Y/N Bulls—

???: That’s quite enough!! Both of you, CUT IT OUT NOW!!

The father and son stopped fighting and turned to see a tired and pissed off Neytiri walking towards the two of them looking pissed.

Neytiri: The two of you are shouting loud enough for almost all of Pandora to hear! I don’t want the rest of the family waking up to the sound of you two arguing.

Y/N: Sorry…

Y/N looks down sadly as he quietly turned away and walked back towards the fire pit where he sat down very close to it. He threw in some more kindling and sticks to keep the dying flames burning, bringing said flames back to life. His parents silently watch their son with Jake having a face of determination for find a way way to make it up to his son for how he failed him and Neytiri looked at her son with regret and worry about his mental state and just wishes she could hug him and take him away from the cruel reality that life can be sometimes which she knows her son has already experienced. Meanwhile, his siblings had watched the whole ordeal in silence with worry for their brother and wondered how he could think that they would blame him for them having to leave their home. Y/N got up from where he was sitting by the fire and quietly walked into the marui, pushing past his siblings and grabbed his bandage wrap before he rewrapped his shoulder before he turned to his family.

Y/N: Breakfast is ready, that’s the smell you were smelling. It’s fish and fruit, I already ate so I don’t care.

Y/N once again leaves the marui while pushing past his siblings to go to practice with the chief’s kids.

— 30 minutes later —

— Y/N POV

I was sharpening my knife using a stone I found when I saw my siblings and Tsireya along with her brother and his friend come to where I saw sitting on the sand as I sharpened my knife. I saw her brother and his friend, who I heard Tsireya say that her brother was Ao’nung and that his friend was Rotxo, give all of us glares while saying something I could not hear. I just sent a pissed off look towards at them as to say “Don’t piss me off, I’m already not in a good mood, assholes”. They give me a look back that says “go pound sand” and I just roll my eyes at them. I got up and went over to them to where Tsireya started to explain what would be happening.

Tsireya: Alright, so we’re going to be working on your diving and breathing today.

Neteyam: Alright, so what exactly will we be doing to practice.

Tsireya: Ao’nung, Rotxo, and I will be seeing how you do without any sort of practice to begin with and we will adapt from that here. Any other question? None? Okay, great!

Everyone starts wading to deeper water and I silently follow behind a few feet behind everyone as I sheather my knife and throw away the stone I was using for sharpening. Once we reach the deeper waters, we all dive beneath the surface before Neteyam, Kiri, Tuk, and Lo’ak are all surprised by the beauty of the ocean while I just swim down and shock everyone apart from Tsireya with how easily I’ve adapted to swimming and breathing beneath the surface. I nod to Tsireya as we all follow her, Ao’nung, and Rotxo, but I get detracted by the beauty of the sea as does Kiri and Tsireya comes over to where the two of us are and signs to us.

Tsireya: “Is everything okay?”

Kiri just looked at Tsireya in confusion while I responded in perfect sign language.

Y/N: “My sister and I were just just distracted by the beauty of the ocean life and plants.”

Tsireya: “Understandable. Come on, let’s continue practice.”

Y/N: “Lead the way.”

Kiri looked at me confused and surprised before she felt the need to breathe along with Neteyam, Tuk, and Lo’ak and the four swam towards the surface while I calmly breathed in and out while I was still under the surface. I saw Ao’nung signing to Rotxo that my siblings were terrible at this and Tsireya went over to him before punching him in the arm, signing to him to shut up. The Metkayina boys looked to me and I just raised an eyebrow towards the two as they looked at me in surprise that I’m actually competent. The four of us then swim to the surface as my siblings were watching me swimming and breathing like the Metkayina were able to.

Neteyam: Y/N, since when were you able to swim and breathe underwater like that?

Y/N: I’ve practiced.

Tsireya: You guys are doing great so far, however, we need to work on your breathing. Can I get your names?

Neyeam: I’m Neteyam.

Lo’ak: I’m Lo’ak.

Kiri: I’m Kiri.

Tuk: And I’m Tuk.

Y/N: You already know me, but I’m Y/N.

Tsireya: Good. I’ll work with Tuk, Ao’nung will work with Neteyam, and Rotxo will work with Lo’ak. Y/N, do you think you could work with Kiri?

Y/N: Yeah, I’ll help.

— 8 hours later —

It has been a few hours since we finished our practice with the chief’s son and daughter. Kiri and I were relaxing while we played in the water as we splashed each other and Kiri was also looking at the animals that were swimming along the shallow water. Lo’ak, Tuk, and Neteyam were laying back and relaxing on the beach when I saw the chief’s son, Ao’nung, approaching Lo’ak with three of his friends. I got suspicious at this and I told Kiri as much so we went back to the beach when we saw Ao’nung approach Kiri and me before he started harassing us.

Ao’nung: Why are you being so weird?

Kiri: W-what?

Ao’nung: You’re nothing, but a demon.

Kiri started to get a bit sacred of him so I got her behind me to put some room between the two and squeezed her hand when he then started insulting me.

Ao’nung: Looks like you need your pathetic little brother back you up. You’ll never be anything, you pathetic useless skxawng. You will always have demon blood in you.

I started to get tired of his shit so I warned him to back off.

Y/N: You better back of before you regret it.

Ao’nung: What are you going to do about it?

Y/N: Hey. I warned you, asshole. You see this? -I show him my hand- Yeah, it has five fingers, but take a look at what I can do.

I curl my hand into a fist and I punch him across the face. He recoils from this and then comes at me when I tackled him down to the ground. I held him down as I choked him slightly before I pulled my right hand back and punched him three times across the face. I felt my tail being pulled when I turned around to see Rotxo pullingy tail in an effort to pull me off his friend. I kicked him in the gut and got off of Ao’nung before I walked toward the boy I just kicked. I was then punched across the face by another one of their friends when Neteyam and Lo’ak jumped into fight after seeing me get punched. I was punched again by Ao’nung who the. pushed me to the ground. I took a chance and kicked his leg which knocked his leg out from under him and I then kicked him him the jaw. I kicked him two more times in the stomach and I punched him one more time across the face before I stop. I look over to see my brothers beating Rotxo and their friend and I shout to my brothers.

Y/N: Hey! Nete! Lo’ak! I think they get the message. Let them go.

My brothers stop and then the the two get off of the two Metkayina they were beating up. I turned back to Ao’nung who was still on the ground and spoke to him with venom on my voice.

Y/N: You! If I hear that any of you mess with my big sister or any of my siblings again. I don’t care if you’re older and bigger that me, I will not be afraid to beat more fucking common sense into each and every one of you fuckheads. Now get the hell out of here!

I watched as he got up before he and his buddies walked away with their tails between their legs, no pun intended. I saw Ao’nung turn around to look at us and I flipped him the bird with both hands, not knowing that Lo’ak was doing the same behind me. He turned back around and continued walking away as I turn to Neteyam and Lo’ak who had bruises on their faces and the chests.

Neteyam: You okay?

Y/N: Eh, I’ve had worse. Literally.

Lo’ak: I’m good. Come on, let’s head back home.

My brothers turn to head back to the marui when I go over to Kiri to check up on her.

Kiri: Are you okay, little brother?

Y/N: I’ve had worse, trust me.

Kiri: You shouldn’t have done that. Dad is going to be mad when he finds out.

Y/N: Frankly, I’ve lost all care in the world as to what Dad thinks anymore. I’m probably going to end up grounded again and have to apologize. Come on, let’s not keep our brothers waiting.

We catch up to our brothers as we head back to the marui. Upon reaching the marui, Dad immediately jumped all over Neteyam and Lo’ak for getting into a fight while I managed to walk in unnoticed by my parents as I went to grab some medical supplies. Mom did look in my direction, thinking I was grabbing medical supplies for my brothers only for her to notice my black eye and my tail have a big scratch on it.

Neytiri: Y/N! You got into the fight as well?!

Dad got very pissed off with hearing that and yelled more at my brothers

Jske: You pulled your youngest brother into the fight with you?!

Y/N: Oh, for the love all fucking things holy! I threw the first punch, Dad!!

Dad turned around and immediately laid into me.

Jake: Y/N, you’re the one who started the whole mess?!?

Y/N: What the fuck did you expect me to do, Dad?!

Jake: I expect you to stay out of trouble, but you can’t even do that for one goddamn day!!

Y/N: They were the ones who started harassing us! Why does it it even fucking matter?!

Jake: We could get kicked out of this place, Y/N! It would be your fault that we could not find a safe haven for our family if that happened!!

Y/N: I’m so fucking tired of this same old shit, old man! We only yell at each other instead of being able to talk normally!! I don’t care if I’m in trouble because of this!!! It only seems like you see me as the fucking useless and troubled fuck that I am!!! For once, I would like for you to see this shit from my fucking angle!!! I already know to fucking high heaven that will never happen though!!! I’m always the reason for something going wrong!!! If you’re going to try to have me apologize, you can shove it right up your ass, Dad!!!

I just got up and stormed out of the marui without another word, stunning all of my family as I storm off into the ocean as the setting sun glowed off the surface of the water. I just hoped to go towards wherever as long as I’m away from here. I silently turned to see Dad trying to catch up to me and I only flip him the bird with both hands before I turn back around and silently walking away from him into the ocean and I swam away from him.

(How Y/N flipped off Jake)

I just swam and swam in anger until I found a cave that I remember Tonowari was speaking about last night. I swam into it and came up to an area that had air. I climbed out of the water and observed the cave with its beauty as the walls sparkled and the small rocks twinkled in the low light that is visible. There are a few bioluminescent plants that I can see in the dark, same for a few bioluminescent animals. I then remembered that my earpiece was still in my small waterproof bag on my person. I pull out my earpiece and put it into my ear before I flip to an open frequency.

Y/N: Hello? Can anybody read me? Over?

Jake: Y/N? How the hell are you contacting me?!

Y/N: I have some tech of my own. You really would not care to hear about it so I’ll spare you the trouble. Im only calling to tell you that I’m not going to be coming back until late, Dad.

Jake: -sighs- Understood…

Y/N: Later, old man.

I hung up the call and I laid down onto the rock floor comfortably as I stared up at the ceiling. I heard some noise that sounded like someone pulling themselves out of the water behind me and I leaned my head back to see Kiri and Mom climbing out of the water before they started coming towards me. I got up from laying down and just looked at them confused.

Kiri: Hey there, little brother.

Y/N: Kiri? Mom? What are you doing here?

Kiri: Coming here to bring you home. It’s already late. I just don’t want to worry about you getting back safe, okay?

Neytiri: I came to make sure that you’re okay after the fight and the argument with your father.

Y/N: I’m fine.

Kiri comes over to where I’m standing and kneels down to my height.

Kiri: Y/N, I know I have not been there for you a lot of the time, but you’re still my baby brother. I want you know that you’re always special to me.

Y/N: Kiri…

I let some tears fall from my eyes as I hug Kiri tightly.

Y/N: Thank you.

Mom comes over to the two of us as my sister and I hug and rubs my cheek with her hand.

Neytiri: Oh, my precious boy…

Y/N: Mom…

Neytiri: I’m sorry that I have not been a good mother to you, my son. I want you to know that you always have a place in our family. No matter what.

I smile at her as more tears fall and she joins the hug. After a minute or two, we all pull away.

Neytiri: Let’s go, my children. Your father is probably worried about us.

The three of us dive into the water and swim back to the marui where I saw Dad looking for us on the shore.

Y/N: Hey Mom, Kiri, I’ll catch up with you inside. I want to talk with Dad in private.

Kiri: Alright.

Neytiri: Just don’t argue, my child.

Mom and Kiri went inside as I turned to Dad.

Y/N: Dad…I wanted to apologize. I was out of line….I know that I should not have started the fight.

Jake: Y/N, I understand why you started it in the first place, but you need to be careful.

Y/N: I know. I’ll try to make peace with them in the morning.

Jake: Alright. I just want you to know that I am proud of you for standing up for your sister, Y/n. I just want you to think before you act next okay. I love you regardless, son.

Y/N: I know, Dad.

Jake: Come here, son.

I run over and hug Dad tightly. Dad pulls away after a minute or so.

Jake: Come on, let’s go get some sleep.

Y/N: Yeah, good idea.

I follow Dad into the marui before I got comfortable in one of the corners and curled myself into a ball. I closed my eyes to sleep when I felt people cuddle up to me. I open my eyes back up to see my family had all curled up to me to make sure I was in the center of this sleeping group of Na’vi. I smile and close my eyes again before I drift off to sleep.

— the next day around noon —

— Y/N POV

I was thinking in our marui after practice when I heard Lo’ak call for me to follow him to find Ao’nung to apologize to him. I go over to where I hide my pistol, magazines, and holster are hidden and attach the holster to my thigh and place my pistol into the holster before I place the pistol mags into my small bag. I catch up to Lo’ak when he’s a small ways away from Ao’nung and he see him talking to some friends of his.

Y/N: Hey dipshit.

He turns around to see the two of us.

Ao’nung: You talking to me?

Y/N: Who else would I be talking to if not you?

Ao’nung: What do you want?

Lo’ak: We’re here to apologize for fighting with you yesterday.

Y/N: Even though you were being a complete ass yesterday….

Lo’ak: We cool?

Ao’nung: It’s whatever. Hey, do you two want to come hunting with my friends and I? We know a great spot for it.

Lo’ak: Sure, it sounds like it can fun.

Ao’nung: What about you?

Y/N: I’ll tag along to see what’s going on…

The Metkayina boys have us follow them to the water, but I grab Lo’ak’s arm.

Y/N: Hey Lo’ak, keep an eye on those guys, I have a bad feeling about it…I’m coming prepared.

I quickly show him I’m bringing my pistol with me just in case shit hits the fan.

Lo’ak: Good thinking. Let’s go.

The five of us begin to swim out to sea for about 50 minutes before we reached a rock formation that Ao’nung called “Three Brothers Rock”. I saw a giant fish that they called an “akula” from what Chief Tonowari has told me about some of the ocean’s predators. I see Ao’nung pass my brother a crossbow and tells him to use the crossbow against the fish. I watch Lo’ak go a bit out to the open water to get a clear shot when I saw Ao’nung and his friends ditching us. I knew this was going to go bad. I immediately draw my pistol into my right hand as I grab my brother’s hand before the akula started to chase us after Lo’ak shot the bolt at the akula. I grab Lo’ak’s arm and immediately pulled him towards the coral reef formation. However, when I was looking around to find the akula, I did not notice that the akula was coming up from behind and started crashing into the reef we were hiding in. I hit my bro on the shoulder and signal for him to follow me. We begin to swim away out the other side when the akula once again attacks us. I signal for Lo’ak to swim away and I distract the creature by shooting it twice with my pistol, luckily I’m able to distract it for long enough until it manages to pass me as I swim and I hit by its tail fin. That was the last thing I remember before I blacked out after I hit my head on some rocks.

— Hours later at night time and at an unknown location —

— Y/N POV

Y/N: Fucking hell, my head…..

I slowly started to come to after I blacked out and I rub my head. I feel some liquid on the back of my head as I rub it and I bring my right hand into my line of sight to see my fingers had blood on them.

Y/N: Ahhh fuck…

I blink a few more times to clear my eyes and I see I’m out to sea in a small island and that it was currently storming heavily with thunder and lightning. I look around and see that my pistol and knife washed up on the shore a few feet away from me so I quickly grabbed the two items and put them back into my holster and sheathe. I look around again to see if I can tell where I am, but I do not recognize anything that can tell me where I am. I look at my body and see that my body has a bunch of fresh cuts and bruises, but I’m happy that I’m used to the pain at least. I also feel a big cut on the back of my neck going to the underside of my chin, stopping right underneath my mouth. I knew this will leave me with another scar on my face to add to the two I already had. I just hope to Eywa that Lo’ak got out okay. I pull out my earpiece from my bag and put into my ear before I turned it on and tried calling anyone on an open frequency.

Y/N: Can anybody hear me on this frequency? Come in, over?

Nobody responded over radio static and I try again.

Y/N: Can anybody hear me on this frequency? Come in, over? Dammit.

Once again I don’t get anything over the frequency and I sigh, knowing that I’m on my own. I look down to the stormy waters that are being very rough because of the storm. However, I then heard a shriek of pain coming from down the shore. I run over to where I hear the shrieking and I see a fully white Skimwing stuck on the shore of the island. I spotted that she had some deep cuts in her back and she had some deep cuts on both of her wings. I run over to her and she looks at me pleading for help, which made me get straight to work. I found some plants that I quickly ground up into a medicine paste.

Y/N: Thank Eywa that Grandmother taught me me how to quickly identify plants that can be used for medicine.

I apply the medicine to all of the deep cuts on the Skimwing as the beast screeches in relief of pain from what I can assume. I then look around and find a very small piece of sharp metal as well as a reel of fishing line. I attach some of the fishing line to the blunt end of the makeshift needle and I start stitching up the Skimwing’s deep cuts as I continue to place medicine along the wounds while I stitch her up. I finish stitching the Skimwing and I go around to her front where she looks at me with a face of gratitude for what I did for her. Before I do anything else, I splash some of the medicine I made onto the back of my head as well as onto the big cut around my neck and I’m relieved of some of the pain. I turn back to the Skimwing and I put my hand on her snout, rubbing it.

Y/N: How do you feel?

The Skimwing screeches at me and I could assume she says she feels a lot better thanks to my efforts. I reach up and rub her head as she leans her head into my touch.

Y/N: Do you have a name?

The Skimwing once again screeches at me, I think she is saying that she does not have a name.

Y/N: Could I give you a name?

The Skimwing looks at me with a look of curiosity, probably confused on what I’m saying.

Y/N: How does the name Bel’lia sound?

The Skimwing gives me a bit of a smile at the suggestion I gave for a name. I think she likes it. I laugh a little at her smile.

Y/N: Looks like Bel’lia it is. Would you be willing to be my friend?

Bel’lia screeches at me and I can assume that she is saying that she would be happy to be my friend.

Y/N: Thank you.

I scratch her head as she screeches in content and I then help her back into the water. Bel’lia dives beneath the surface once she was in deep water and I smile that I was able to help a beautiful creature in need of help, but I soon notice that the storm is getting worse. I need to get back soon before any of my family tries to come out to find me in this weather. I dive beneath the surface and try my hardest to swim through the rough and choppy waters for about 10 minutes with little progress being made. I almost decide to turn back to the island when I see a blur of white coming towards me. I saw it to be Bel’lia and she gestured for me to grab onto her. I do that and she started to swim fast as I hung onto her where I knew I can hold on from seeing Chief Tonowari teach my old man with a Skimwing.

— the next day in the morning at the Metkayina Clan island home —

— Y/N POV

Bel’lia and I had finally managed to get out of the storm and we were able to start making our way home. I was riding on Bel’lia’s back as she swam along the surface of the water. I still had adrenaline pumping through my body as I stayed awake all night. I looked down to Bel’lia and rubbed her head.

Y/N: Thank you.

She screeched in response to my thank with a thanks of her own for me helping her out yesterday. As I looked up, I saw the island as the sun rose over the horizon. I saw some Na’vi on the beach as they watched me approach the beach. I saw Ao’nung, some of his friends, and Tsireya. As we reached the waters where Bel’lia could not go any further, I got off of her and rubbed her head.

Y/N: Bel’lia, thank you for helping me, my friend.

She growls and screeches playfully for a bit, as if to say “And thank you for helping me, friend. I’ll always be nearby should you need any help again.” She stayed by the shore and watched me wade through the water towards the group of Na’vi gathered on the shore. I saw everyone give me surprised looks that I tamed a Skimwing all on my own and that I had tamed a fully white one. I’m guessing it’s similar to how it’s special to bond with a fully white Ikran. I immediately gave Ao’nung and his friends a glare and they knew they were in trouble so they pushed their way through the crowd and speed walked away. I looked back to Bel’lia to see her still watching me. I made it to the beach when I was hugged by Tsireya, unknown to her that she was holding her arms around the cut on my neck.

Y:N: Ahhhh, that stings.

Tsireya pulled away from the hug, worried she accidentally hurt me.

Tsireya: Are you okay?!? What hurts?!?

Y/N: I’m alright, Reya. Just that this deep cut on my neck is killing me with pain. Not literally killing me, luckily.

Tsireya: I’m glad that you’re okay. You will want to check in with your family. They are worried sick about what happened after Lo’ak told them what happened about he took the blame for the hunting mishap.

I facepalm.

Y/N: Goddammit, Lo’ak, for fuck’s sake…..alright, but tell your brother that if he messes with me or any of my family, I’ll kiss his fucking ass.

Tsireya: I don’t think he will. He looked like he was about to crap himself after he saw it was you riding in. He even said that he does not want to piss you off after seeing that you managed to tame a Skimwing on your own as well as surviving what happened.

Y/N: I’d like to keep it that way. Hopefully he’ll come around and we can possibly be friends.

Tsireya: Who knows. Anyways, go check in with your family. I want to speak with you and Kiri when you’re done, though.

Y/N: Alright.

I head over to my family’s marui only to see them all asleep, but the marui has a sad aura to it and everyone looks distressed and distraught as they sleep. I head over to where Mom keeps the medical supplies and I grabbed some medicine paste and leaf bandages. I went outside of the marui and began to apply the medicine paste to my neck cut and the various small cuts around my body as I grunt at the stinging sensation the medicine has on the wound.

Y/n: Fuck, that stings like absolute hell.

I continued to to apply medicine to my neck wound and I started to rub the paste into the wound. I said more vulgarities under my breath as it stung before i started to wrap the wound with the bandages. I then went over to the fire pit I had created a few days ago and I started the fire up. I waited for the fire to start roaring before I sat by the fire and just let myself relax.

Y/N: Oh man, my fucking neck.

However, I failed to notice that my family started to stir awake from my voice waking them up.

— 3RD PERSON POV

Lo’ak was the first one awake from thinking he was so worried about his little brother that he imagined hearing his voice, but he soon heard the voice again.

Y/N: Oh man, my fucking neck.

Lo’ak rubbed his eyes and got up to see where the voice was coming from. He saw his younger brother sitting around the fire pit the family now uses at nighttime. He ran towards Y/N and tackled him into a hug.

Lo’ak: Y/N!! You’re okay!!!

Y/N: OW!! FUCKING HELL!! LO’AK, FOR EYWA’S SALE, MAN!!!

Lo’ak immediately got up off of Y/N and helped him up.

Lo’ak: Bro, what the hell happened?!? I saw you get knocked out and you got pulled away by the strong flow of water going away from where we originally were.

Y/N: Well, it’s a long story. Are you all right? I haven’t seen you since the hunting incident.

Lo’ak: I ended up taking blame for the whole mess and Dad said that I shamed the family after seeing what I did and that you were still missing by Eclipse when I should be responsible for watching you after I pulled you into the mess. I ended up bonding with a lone banished Tulkun that is an outcast because he killed some whalers.

Y/N: It looks like I’m going to need to have words with Dad then, I told him about what can happen with that behavior of his. If nobody else is going to say something about that, I will then. I’m proud of you for that, Lo’ak, even if nobody else will say so. You stepped up even though you didn’t need to and that you did a big feet with that Tuklun. Follow me though, there’s someone I want you to meet.

The two wade into the water to where Lo’ak saw Bel’lia coming towards them and she popped her head out of the water, startling the older Sully.

Y/N: This is Bel’lia, my new friend and partner.

Y/N rubbed her head as she playfully screeches in enjoyment at the attention. Lo’ak looks at her in surprise that his brother was able to bond with a Skimwing, let alone a fully white one. Only trained warriors of the Metkayina clan were able to tame them. Hell, it took Jake days to tame his Skimwing.

Lo’ak: How did you bond with her? She’s beautiful.

Something the two failed to notice was that the rest of the family had awaked at the sound of Y/N screaming from being tackled by Lo’ak.

Y/N: Well, I asked her to be my friend after I ditched her up. You can see the stitches on her wings and back. She helped me get back.

Kiri: You’re just like your big sister after all, baby brother.

— Y/N POV

I turned around, startled, to see Mom, Dad, Neteyam, and Kiri all looking at me surprised and worried.

Jake: Son, come over here please.

I head over to my family with Lo’ak next to me.

Neytiri: Oh my Y/N.

Mom cups my jaw as she runs her hand over the newly bloodied bandages around my neck.

Neteyam: I’m happy to see you’re okay, little brother.

Kiri: I’m proud of you, Y/N.

I get pulled into a group hug as I’m at the center of it while everyone hugs me gently, being careful of my neck wound. I close my eyes, enjoying the hug from my family as everyone pulls away.

Jake: Are you alright, Y/N?

Y/N: My neck hurts like hell from a deep cut. I already know it’s gonna leave a scar.

Neytiri: Oh, Y/N…….

Y/N: I’ll be fine, Mom. Kiri, Neteyam, Tuk, Tsireya wanted to see us about something. Let’s go.

Kiri: Lead the way.

After about 10 minutes of going to find Tsireya, Kiri, Tuk, Neteyam, and I found her with Rotxo and Ao’nung as we approached them.

Ao’nung: Hey Y/N, can we talk?

Y/N: We can talk right now. What do you fucking want?

Ao’nung: Rotxo and I were in the wrong for what we did back in the reef.

Y/N: You only realized that now, asshole?

Ao’nung: We know. We wanted to apologize and holler hope that you can forgive us. We want to try to become friends with you.

Y/N: Well….I think you learned your lesson so I’ll say that it’s water under the bridge. Just don’t be a dick anymore, okay?

Ao’nung: Cool.

Y/N: So, Tisireya, what did you want us to see?

Tisreya: Follow us!

My siblings and I follow the three as they take us below the surface of the ocean where we dove a deep time before Tisreya showed us about an animal called a “gill mantle” that can help us breathe as we dive further and further downward. Tisreya attaches one to both me and my sister while Rotxo and Aonung attached one to Neteyam and Tuk as we then continue to dive until we reached a giant under water tree.

Tsireya: “This is the Spirit Tree”.

Kiri looks to me and I nod to her.

Kiri: “It’s very beautiful. I’ve never seen anything like it apart from the Tree of Souls back in the jungle of our old home.”

Y/N: “No kidding, sis. Also, nice work on the sign language after I showed you how to use it.”

Kiri: “Thanks, Y/N.”

Y/N: “Are we able to connect to it?”

Tsireya: “Of course. Come on.”

Tsireya has us follow her closer to the tree to an area where Kiri and I can connect our queues to it.

Tsireya: “Connect your queues to it.”

I connect my queue after Kiri connects hers. I peacefully sit on the seabed as I feel myself be pulled to Eywa’s connection and out of my physical body. I open my eyes to only see white as I look around before I’m blinded by a bright light to where I’m pulled to an area that looked like an city on Earth from what I know from Dad about his home planet. I felt myself be sat in a seat at an unknown place with a lot of people who looked similar to Norm and Max walk around and sit down around the area in at to talk with one another. An unknown man then came up to me and sat down across from me at the sort of weird table arrangement I was currently sitting at. I looked closer at the man to see his looked almost identical to Dad from a picture Dad showed me from before he became a full Na’vi.

???: Hello nephew.

Y/N: Huh? Did you just call me “nephew”?

???: Of course I did, why wouldn’t I know of my youngest nephew?

Y/N: Okay, just who the hell are you?

???: Figures. I’m not surprised that you wouldn’t know who I am, even with my brother being your father. I’m your dad’s deceased brother, Tom. I’m your uncle.

I just looked at him in shock and surprise.

Y/N: Un-Uncle? You mean you’re Uncle Tom?

Tom: That’s right. I’m happy I can meet one of my brother’s children in the flesh. I have to say the blue really works on you, kid.

I chuckle at Uncle Tom’s remark.

Y/N: Very funny, Uncle. But how are you here in connection with Eywa? Dad told me that you passed away on Earth after someone had killed you.

Tom: Well, the universe works in very strange ways. You never know what can happen at almost anytime.

Y/N: You’re not wrong, Uncle T.

Tom: I dearly miss Jake, but I’m happy that he was able to build a life here after what happened back on Earth.

Y/N: Things have been rough with him throughout my whole life, Uncle Tom, but I’m happy that things have been changing lately for the better.

Tom: I do want you to know that I am proud of you, nephew. I also want you to know that your family loves you dearly and that your dad is very proud of you, even if he has not shown it many time. I would beat his ass from beyond the grave if I was given the chance if he thought otherwise.

I laugh at Uncle Tom.

Y/N: I appreciate that, Uncle Tom. I just wish I had a place to be myself.

Tom: Oh, Y/N. You will have a place in the family. No matter what you may think otherwise.

Y/N: Thanks, Uncle.

Tom: Well, it looks like it’s time for me to leave. It was great talking with you, nephew. I hope you meet you again some time.

Uncle Tom then got up and got onto some sort of weird machine that I have never seen before. He did something with a part he grabbed before he turned it and it made a loud noise before he rode off on it. It was only then everything went black and I went limp before blacking out.

— Back at the Spirit Tree —

— 3RD PERSON POV

Tsireya was watching the two siblings as she saw their bioluminescent markings glow brightly while the two were connected to the tree. However, she soon saw both of them started convulsing with their bioluminescent markings fading completely due to the two siblings suffering from seizures from connecting to the Spirit Tree. Neteyam, Tsireya, Ao’nung, and Rotxo disconnected the two from the tree and got onto their Ilus before they took off back to the surface.

— at the Sully marui —

— 3RD PERSON POV

We currently see Kiri and Y/N being carried by their parents to the marui as we see Norm Spellman in his avatar body and Max Patel setting up medical equipment to help their friend’s children. Jake set Kiri dow as Neytiri set Y/N down with both children being next to each other as Norm and Max got to work on trying to help the children while Tuk and Neteyam looked at their siblings with worry. Neytiri and Jake were very worried about Kiri and Y/N because they knew both of their children had a very strong connection to Eywa and worry about what might have happened. However, Ronal came to see if she could help out with the trouble and she got extremely mad at seeing the medical equipment. She stormed out of the marui in anger as Neytiri tried to convince her to help. Jake pulls Norm out of the marui to talk.

Jake: Norm, do you have any idea what it is that is affecting the two of them?

Norm: That’s the trouble that we’re running into. We don’t have a clue what it is that is causing your kids to go into comas.

Jake: It might be from the feelings of Eywa that both Y/N and Kiri have said they felt before.

Norm: Then we have a problem, Jake.

Jake: What?

Norm: Those feelings that the two have mentioned work along the lines for someone suffering from epilepsy. If either of them try to connect to the Spirit Tree again, there’s a chance either Kiri or Y/N might die from it.

Jake: Shit…

Neytiri then came over to the two as they talked.

Neytiri: I need Norm and Max to pack up and leave. Ronal said she’d try to use her ways to heal our children.

Norm: If you say so. Max! Pack it up!

Max took the gear away from the marui and Ronal entered it before she got to work with her medical practices. After a bit of time, Ronal finished her practices and everyone waited in anticipation for something to happen. After a few minutes, groans were heard from Kiri as she started to regain consciousness from her seizure induced coma. Y/N, however, was still unconscious and Kiri looked around confused on what was going on until she looked down to her baby brother unconscious beside her.

Kiri: Oh my Eywa, Y/N!

Kiri grabs Y/N’s hand and squeezed it as Ronal once again begins her medical practices to try to wake up the youngest Sully boy. After she finished the second round of practices, everyone waits with anticipation for something to happen. After 10 minutes, Y/N began to stir awake from his coma and looked around confused as his head began pounding with hurt.

Kiri: Y/N! You’re okay!

Kiri hugged her youngest brother in relief as everyone else let out breaths of relief, thinking that Y/N might be stuck in his coma. Y/N just hugs Kiri back, still confused on what is going on or how they got to their home. Jake and Neytiri were thanking Ronal for helping their family before they went to their children. Both parents embraced their children with tears trailing down their faces, thankful to Eywa for the miracle of their children waking up. TUk and Neteyam also came over and hugged their conscious siblings. Y/N just accepted what was happening despite being confused still. After 20 minutes, everything was packed up when Norm and Max went back to the jungle after being thanked by Jake for coming all the way out there. Y/N walked out to talk to his dad.

Y/N: Dad….I need to talk to you about something important.

Jake: What’s up, son?

Y/N: You remember how you told us about our Uncle Tom? Back from Earth?

Jake: Of course! I would never want the memory of him to be forgotten.

Y/N: Well, I met with him and talked with him when I was connected to the Spirit Tree…and I was on Earth when it happened.

Jake was caught very off guard at what his son just revealed to him.

Jake: What?!?

Y/N: I got to talk with Uncle Tom and the vision I had showed me a glimpse of Earth where we sat at some table arrangement in some sort of city.

Jake: I-I honestly never expected to hear this, Y/N.

Y/N: As Uncle Tom literally said to me, “The universe works in strange ways.”

Jake: That sounds like something Tom would’ve said. -Jake looks to the sky- I’m happy to know you’re watching over us, Tom.

Y/N: Is everything going to be okay, Dad?

Jake: We’ll be okay, son. I promise.

Y/N: Alright…If you’re sure.

Y/N hugs Jake and the two embrace.

— A few days later after Tulkuns attack by the whalers —

— Y/N POV

I was out deep in the jungle around the area where I know Ro’nea’s cave is at. I was working on my target practice with my bow and arrows as well as with my pistol. I loaded a fresh mag into my pistol when I let my mind wonder to how badly the tulkun attacks against the Metkayina clan has affected them while Dad revealing why it happened. I’ve been sticking to working on my own for the last day or so and I haven’t really talked with much of my family since the attack. I shot at some rock targets with my pistol as I shot rounds down range. Once the mag was half empty, I stop firing when I heard the sounds of engines going. I knew it was the sky-people and the Recom soldiers on their ship. I put my pistol into my holster and put my bow onto the catch on my quiver before I whistled long and loud for Ro’nea. I watched as my Ikran companion flew from her cave high on the mountain and she slowly landed in front of me. I smiled at her as I haven’t flown with her in about a week and I go over to Ro’nea before I gave her a big hug. She hugged my back with her wings and let me down before she put her head down for some rubs and scratches. I shake my head at her antics as I laugh and scratched and rubbed her head as she screeched in enjoyment as the attention.

Y/N: Ro’nea, it’s good to see you again, my friend.

Ro’nea screeches in response as if to say “It has been. Are we going flying today?

Y/N: Yes, Ro, we’re going flying. I need to make sure things are okay even though we might get spotted by those fuckheads. Let’s go.

I jumped onto Ro’nea’s back and sat on her saddle before I put my weapons onto her harness as she took off, not bothering to connect my queue because I think Ro’nea knows what we need to do. I let her fly us over the island as we get a birds-eye view of the situation. I soon saw Lo’ak on his Ilu as he was being followed by Kiri, Tuk, Neteyam, Tsireya, Rotxo, and Ao’nung.

Y/N: Shit. They must be following Lo’ak to where he usually meets with Payakan.

I’ve met the Tulkun and he’s far from what the stories say about him. I’m just happy that Lo’ak did trust me enough to bring me to meet him the other day.

Y/N: Wait a minute. Fuck! They must be chasing after Lo’ak because he’s going to warn Payakan about the whalers.

Ro’nea turns her head to look at me.

Y/N: Ro’nea. Follow my siblings and their friends. We need to make sure that nothing bad happens.

Ro’nea screeched at me in response, telling me she understood what I said and flew after them while flying very high up so we don’t attract any unwanted attention from whalers or Recom soldiers. After about 30 minutes, I saw Payakan surface, but I saw he had something going through his fin. I then saw everyone trying to pull it out as I then saw Quaritch and his sky-people friends going after my siblings and friends. I had Ro’nea get closer to the SeaDragon ship to where I knew Quaritch would be able to hear me and I draw my bow. I draw an arrow onto the bowstring and let the arrow go as it flies through the air and buries itself into one of the Recom’s skull. I believe that fuck head I killed was Zhang. Everyone on the ship was shocked to see an arrow penetrate the dude’s skull and I then shouted loudly.

Y/N: HEY YOU DUMB FUCKS!!! OVER HERE!!

I saw Quaritch look in my direction as I saw him recognize my Ikran and my voice. Once he looked me in the eyes, I flipped him the bird, daring him to focus on me in hopes of drawing attention away from the others. I saw a few ships start coming my way as I have Ro’nea fly a few dozen meters in the other direction before I had her stop.

Y/N: Ro’nea, get safe. I’ll be okay, just get somewhere safe.

She screeched at me, understanding what I’m about to do before I jumped off of Ro’nea and dove towards the water below with my bow and arrow reattached to me. As I dive into the water, I dive down deep enough to I knew Skimwings would be at with a few submarine like machines a few meters behind me. Once I reached a cave, I saw Bel’lia in there and she looked like she was surprised to see me there, but understood I was trouble if I was coming directly to her cave. She saw the machines behind me and she got to work destroying the machines. I watched in amazement as she expertly trashed the machines to scrap metal. She turned around and signaled for me to hop on to which I do. She starts swimming up to the surface as I held onto her before she surfaced near the ships that were following me as Bel’lia continues to swim away from the ships. I noticed that there was two oil drums on one of the ships so I grabbed my pistol and shot at the drums, hitting on and the caught fire before shortly exploding, the ship getting destroyed in said explosion. The second ship started to ready to harpoon to shoot at us.

Y/N: Bel’lia, DIVE!

She dove beneath the surface and I saw their were mines attacked to the side of the ship that I then shot at with my pistol. My bullet hit its mark and the skip exploded after having the mines explode. I then saw some of my friends and siblings were taken by the submarines. I was pissed at seeing this, but I knew I had to get out of here as soon as possible. Bel’lia sensed my anger, but she also knew that we could not do much. We headed back to shore when Neteyam saw me and waved me down halfway back home.

Neteyam: Y/N? What the hell are you doing out here?

Y/N: I was making sure that you guys were okay. Safe to say that plan went out the window considering they got Kiri, Lo’ak, Tsireya, and Tuk. Where’s the others?

Neteyam: They made it back to land already. I saw your handiwork with those ships. Nice work, little brother.

Y/N: I had to do something about them, at least. Anyways, grab onto Bel’lia. We need to get back to land as soon as possible to tell Mom and Dad what happened.

Neteyam: Alright.

Neteyam gets onto Bel’lia and sits behind me as she takes us back to shore.

— At the Battle of the SeaDragon —

— Y/N POV

Me and Neteyam were riding on Bel’lia as we overheard Dad say he was going to surrender himself to Quaritch in return for the safe return of our siblings. We also just saw Payakan attack the ship from the side, prompting everyone to start attacking. We reached the SeaDragon and got off of Bel’lia as we climbed on board the burning vessel and Bel’lia swam off to safer waters. Neteyam got his hands onto an assault rifle and I got my hands on an SMG.

We started shooting and killing sky-people as we pushed our way up to the decks where Tuk, Tsireya, Lo’ak, and Kiri were being held at. I loaded five sky-person full of lead before I reload my SMG as we finally reach the area where everyone was being held prisoner at. I unsheathed my knife and cut Kiri and Tsireya free from their bindings while Neteyam cut Tuk and Lo’ak free. I started run up to where I had seen Spider at when Neteyam stopped me.

Neteyam: Bro, what are you doing?

Y/N: We need to save Spider.

Neteyam: There’s no time.

Y/N: It’s my fault that he’s here in the first place. I’ll be damned if I leave him after I got him in trouble with being here.

Neteyam: -sighs- Fine, let’s find him.

Neteyam and I both start moving back to where I saw Spider at as we keep killing sky-people when we see Spider meet up with us.

Spider: Guys! It’s great to se enough again after the shit that went down.

Y/N: And you two, my friend. Let’s get the hell out of here.

Spider dove into the water as Neteyam and I covered him when I saw a Recom aim at Neteyam.

Y/N: Bro! Look out!

I push Neteyam into the water and I killed the Recom who was aiming at my brother, but I don’t come out unscathed. I received a bullet into my gut as I then jumped into the water below. I hit the water and try to tread the water as I grunt in pain from my new wound in my gut. I start having trouble keeping my head up when my brothers come up to the surface of the water.

Neteyam: Y/N! Are you okay?!

I look at him as I hold my stomach where he can now see the blood coming from my gut.

Lo’ak: Shit. Y/N’s hurt!

Y/N: I-I’m fine. Let’s get somewhere safe.

Neteyam called for his Ilu and let me ride with him as Lo’ak rode on his when we make it to the rocks where Mom, Dad, Tsireya, and Tuk are at. Neteyam helped me up onto the rocks as I lost a little strength. Mom and Dad both looked at me worried when they saw the bullet hole in my gut as Tuk and Tsireya gasped loudly at the sight of me. I sat down against some of the rocks as Dad came over to me to help stop my bleeding. I groan in pain as he holds down the wound when I look around and notice something.

Y/N: Where is Kiri?

At that moment, I heard Dad’s communicator turn on and I heard Quaritch speak.

Quaritch: Jake. I have your daughter. If you want her alive. Come meet me on deck.

Jake: Shit. Neteyam, Lo’ak, keep your brother safe. Spider, Neytiri, let’s get Kiri back.

Mom, Dad, and Spider all dove into the water back towards the ship as I get up and walk towards the water in pain.

Neteyam: Y/N! You need to stay back.

Y/N: I’m not going to let them go without help.

I swiftly dove into the water as I quietly follow Mom and Dad as they swim to where Kiri is at. I climb out of the water as Mom, Dad, and Spider quickly get out and run to where Kiri is at as I follow behind them. I silently climb a support beam that is attached to ceiling as walked slowly along the upper catwalk area as I see where Kiri is being held hostage by Quaritch. As he goes on about speaking for Dad to cuff himself, I crawled to where I would be above Quaritch where I saw Mom and Spider notice me. Mom had Spider held at knifepoint which surprised me a lot. However, once I saw that Quaritch tensed up with Kiri after seeing his son being held hostage by Mom, I jumped down from the upper catwalk and I bite Quaritch harshly onto his neck while I kicked Kiri away from the psycho I just bit. Kiri ran over to Mom and Dad who hugged her as I let go of Quaritch before I punched him, causing him to lose grip of the pistol he had. I grab the pistol with my tail and bring it around to my hand so I’m pointing it at him.

Quaritch: You’re one tough little bastard, I’ll give you that. You sure you even know how to use it?

I got pissed at him and I shot him in the shoulder.

Y/N: Does t-that answer your q-question?

I failed to see that Quaritch had a second pistol on hand and he quickly he grabbed it before he shot me two more times in the stomach. With adrenaline pumping, I tackled him and we ended up falling off of the boat. I just looked him in the eye as we sunk below the surface of the water before I pulled him up to the surface to where I saw some rocks. I slowly pulled him up to the rocks as he started coughing up water as I stared him down. I just silently stared at him as he looked back at me in silence before he talked.

Quaritch: Why would you save me after everything I’ve done to you?

Y/N: W-well, you saved my best friend from being killed so as the saying I’ve heard goes. “a life for a life.”

Quaritch: Why don’t you join me?

Y/N: I’d rather die sad and alone than join you. I only saved you in return for you saving Spider.

I dove back into the water and began to immediately feel my body start giving out. I barely make it when I’m left floating in the water barely conscious when I feel my body being pulled up and onto the rocks where my family is.

Lo’ak: Watch his head, Bro!

I feel my wounds having pressure be put into them as I finally let my pain out as I scream in pain. I blink into see Dad holding my gunshot wounds as Mom holds my right hand, saying prayers to Eywa to not let her son be taken from her. Neteyam and Lo’ak are looking at me in sorrow as they are not sure what to think. I feel my left hand being held and I see Kiri hold my right hand with tears in her eyes as she looks at me with worry all over her face. I saw Tsireya comforting Tuk as a Tuk is bawling her eyes out while Tsireya has her own tears coming down her eyes. I smile at my family before I speak to Dad.

Y/N: D-Dad?

Jake: Yes, my son?

Y/N: D-did I d-do good?

Jake: You did perfectly.

Y/N: If I’m g-go, p-please don’t b-be hard o-on Neteyam and L-Lo’ak.

Jake: I will, I promise.

Y/N: I-I-I l-love y-you a-all.

Neytiri: My son…

Kiri: Y/N…

Neteyam and Lo’ak: Y/N….

Everything then goes black as I close my eyes with a feeling of peace.

To be continued…..

Leaving it off at a major cliffhanger…. I first want to apologize for the long wait for Pt. 4 of this series. I couldn’t bring myself to finish the whole story here. I’m not going to lie, I cried a little when I was making this chapter at times. I’m not entirely sure what I want to do for the epilogue so I want to see up a question poll. I want to try something for it, but I’m still trying to make up my mind after writing this chapter. I’ll make up my mind in the next few days.

#atwow x reader #avatar imagine #atwow x you #avatar kiri #avatar the way of water #avatar x male reader #jake sully #neteyam #tuk sully #neytiri #sully family

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secretwhumplair · 3 months

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936 words | Mirai and the serpent king (sequel to Prologue)

Content | Slavery, implied past and future noncon, fear

Notes | My desire to set up a sensible posting schedule vs. my craving for immediate validation: fight!

Mirai arrives in the serpent king's kingdom. It sucks to be him.

Taglist | @yet-another-heathen @echo-goes-aaa

Mirai hadn’t even realized they were already approaching the palace when they were detained.

Three armed snake people surrounded them, the soft clink of the metal scales armouring their long, long bodies not enough to have given them away before they appeared from the underbrush as if from thin air. Their breastpieces were intricately decorated, surely communicating to an informed observer their rank or purpose, but to Mirai they only meant these people were probably trained to injure and kill.

Currently, the four slavers who had eventually volunteered to deliver Mirai shrunk back from the snakes, bumping into an awkward rectangle of bodies in the middle of the narrow road, and leaving Mirai out unprotected. His handler hadn’t dropped his chain lead, so he couldn’t even run - the best thing he could think of was to fall to his knees, hoping they wouldn’t strike against the intruders immediately, hoping they would even recognize this gesture of submission.

The snake person - a knight or guard of some sort, surely - in front of him was the first of their kind he saw up close, and with the armour hiding most of their appearance, it was all he could tell they were big; their upper body the size and approximate shape of the enormous strongman he had once seen at a fair, and the serpentine body flowing from its hips going on, and on, and on.

A long, split tongue emerged from the slit down the guard’s helmet, tasting the air in the fashion of snakes.

Then they addressed the group in Illodean, as it was used throughout the continent, although their words carried a strong accent, dripping from their lips in a way that almost made them flow together into one. »Who are you, and what brings you here? Answer quickly.«

»We are - we are h-harmless traders.« The slaver’s voice was quivering. »We’ve brought a slave we would like to offer to your… king.«

The guard in front of Mirai hissed comtemplatively, and closed in on him. Mirai noticed curved claws protruding from the armoured gloves, looking perfectly fit to tear through his skin. He cowered, helpless tears springing up in his eyes, yet didn’t dare move away.

»We haven’t done him up yet,« the slaver explained quickly. »He’ll be brushed and polished before we present him to the king, of course, we mean no disrespect…«

The guard exchanged brief words with his companions in their own language, surprisingly soft and flowy. Then he said, in the voice of one used to obedience, »We will take you to the palace.«

»Y-yes sir. Of course, sir. Thank you.«

The guards moved them on along the road, and soon, the vegetation around them started opening up, letting the gaze drift onto a batch of flowers here, a beautiful pond there. It was impossible to tell whether the arrangements were deliberate, or the palace was just located in an extraordinarily beautiful area. Mirai tried, with little success, to focus on the views over his weary feet and his sore body and the terror growing ever more firm around his heart like an icy shell.

The past days since they left the rest of the group at the borders of the serpent kingdom had been tense, and of course, the slavers turned to Mirai to relieve their tension. They had left him alone the last night so that he would not arrive before their illustrious client a complete wreck, but the night before that had been the worst Mirai had had in a long time.

It didn’t help that the slavers had been moving through the lush forest as fast as they could manage. They wanted to get back out as fast as they could, fearing an attack every moment, imagining enemies hidden everywhere in the thick, impenetrable undergrowth. It had been hard enough to keep up the pace when his every fibre didn’t want to go face the grim future laid out for him; doing it while his whole body ached had been a waking nightmare, the pain so bad after a time that he feared his knees would simply give out under him while the slavers tugged him along roughly.

He was feeling a bit better today. He had to be alright; he knew who would take the blame if the deal would not be closed after all. The slavers had been cheering each other up with grand tales of what they would do with the riches he would fetch them, convincing themselves more and more the money was practically theirs already. By now, he wasn’t sure whether being accepted or refused would end up worse for him.

The slavers were making him go ahead, right after the guard leading the way, slithering along the road with a grace that betrayed their strength. They were so big, and so strong. It was all he could do not to cry when he imagined the king who would soon force every part of himself onto him. With Mirai’s luck, he would take a test ride, destroy what was left of him, and then throw him back at the traders to be punished for his failure.

Mirai tried to reel in his imagination, running wild with the worst possibilities. Things would be—actually, things were bad enough in the real world. He was exhausted and hurting and no one cared; he should pull himself together and present himself well enough he at least had a chance at being treated as a prized possession.

If only he could have a moment’s rest.

He couldn’t have been more surprised when before long, he did.

#whump #whump writing #slavery whump #my writing #mirai #mirai and the serpent king

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skaterfc · 26 days

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Ooo what’s Niki up to in your rewrite? Does she still join the syndicate?

How perfect to follow the Jack Manifold question!! :D

Yes, she still joins the Syndicate, and the Syndicate even has a bigger cast of members this time around! But eventually, in the epilogue of the story basically, she sort of retires from the syndicate and goes to live in Snowchester.

At first, in her Team Rocket mindset and her post-doomday mental heath crisis, joining the syndicate is great for her mental health. Having people to rely on and that listen to her is really important to her and really helps this first stage of her character growth! She is still working on her underground city underneath Kinoko Kingdom with the hopes that one day all her friends will come down to live there with her. (i especially wanna say that this is totally a metaphor, at least in my version, for her wishing that people could be there with her in her bad mental state she could have people to relate to. But as a consequence would have the other people's mental health suffering as well. the best thing for her would be to leave the underground, but she couldn't see herself doing that, leaving to live with the syndicate. After all, when you are in the depths of depression and mental health crisis, you can't see a world where you are ever out of it).

Niki DOES NOT help to free Dream from prison. In fact the syndicate has no involvement with Dream's prison breakout, thats all Punz and Enderwalk!Ranboo. Then once dream does break out, as I said in the last post, he gets up to some SHIT and the server decides to form a rebellion to strike back at him!

When the syndicate allies with the Rebellion to take down dream, she moves into the underground area the rebellion is stationed out of. A side effect of this being that now she is constantly around the people that she sort of hates and used to be her best friends back in L'manburg. But this tight nit community, being around these people constantly, actually is the next big step to her healing arc. Where she is reminded that what she was searching for all this time was the community and sense of belonging that L'manburg gave her. In fact, this experience of her reconnecting with Tommy, Tubbo, Fundy, Eret, and even cWilbur, encourages her to show some of the newer members who never got to see Golden-Age L'manburg what it was really like. This changes their perspectives becuase they always thought it was either like new L'manburg or worse and they never understood why these guys had so much devotion to it. But now they do! She also starts up a little bakery shop in this underground area and works to expand and decorate it to make it feel more home-y.

She's then later involved in 2 major battles against dream, as well as the final fight! And like I said, after the whole thing is said and done, She goes to live in snowchester with Tubbo, Jack and Puffy. (oh yeah, she's still dating puffy! though they prolly had some rocky moments with everything going on) To help once again foster that sense of community and be around people that care about her. She doesn't quit being apart of the syndicate though.

Thank you so much for the question!! Love getting to put my character knowledge to the works! If you think there is anything aggressively ooc in here, let me know! the rewrite is not technically finished yet and I want to make sure everything is sound as can be!

#asks #anon #dsmpr #dsmp rewrite #niki nihachu

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audhd-nightwing · 3 months

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street kid dick au

aka some more stuff for a different au i have

ROBIN (dick grayson)

BLUEJAY (jason todd)

SPARROW (tim drake)

plot stuff below:

bruce never goes to the circus. he reads about the flying graysons in the paper a few days later, but by then dick is lost to the system. he’s put in what is essentially juvie, because social services was full, but escapes after a few days and hides out in Park Row.

a few families in Crime Alley let him stay with them in exchange for help with their kids/work/ etc. he never stays too long because he doesn't want to be a burden, but it keeps him going for a few years. eventually everyone in the area knows him and loves him like their own.

after a while of that, he ends up at Ma Gunn's School for Boys. he's a progidy- good at avoiding detection and light on his feet. he makes a great pickpocket for Ma Gunn

dick, in the meantime, is still working on his plan to go after tony zucco. the lessons help, though he only steals from people who are obviously well-off. he makes sure all the boys at the school get fed, and anonymously leaves money for the people nearby that are clearly struggling. he's a sort of Robin Hood (pun intended) figure in crime alley

anyway, flash forward a bit. dick has been working for Ma Gunn for almost a year, and has been looking out for the vulnerable people in his section of crime alley, and the other kids in Ma Gunn's "school"

enter one jason todd, 12 years old and dropped off by the Batman. him and dick become fast friends, and jason joins dick in his robin hood role

one day they realize Ma Gunn is doing far worse things than they thought (IDK SMTH BAD). jason convinces dick to let him contact batman and he agrees, but only after getting out as many kids as he can

the school is shut down, but they stay in the area and decide to protect Crime Alley themselves if batman won't do it. they don the masks more to protect their faces than to hide their identities. dick goes by Robin and jason goes by Bluejay

they become the vigilantes of Crime Alley, but they also help as their civilian selves by babysitting, helping out at stores/restaurants, teaching some basic self defense, etc.

batman eventually confronts them but they come to an agreement. tim, instead of fixating on and following batman, follows robin and bluejay. he realizes robin is dick grayson the same way as in canon but doesn't really have anything to do with the information (aka he doesn't figure out batman's identity)

dick and jason corner tim one night and are basically like "oh shit we gotta adopt this poor kid" when he explains himself. so they kiiiinda kidnap him (he agrees to go but like the cops don't know that). bruce definitely knows dick and jason's identities, and knows they took in tim but honestly agrees tim is better off with them than his absent parents (plus he knows he couldn’t stop them even if he tried)

(tim essentially goes missing according to the police, but it takes a while before anyone even notices he's gone- which just convinces them they did the right thing)

they have an actual apartment (it's not nice or big but it's comfortable and safe enough to live in) and a few safe houses across the Alley, and tim slowly becomes ingrained in the community they've built

(if anyone notices the new kid looks a lot like the missing Drake boy, they don't mention it)

dick and jason train tim and eventually clear him for patrol. he takes the name Sparrow.

jason never finds out about his bio mom (sheila haywood) but he is still taken by the joker and beaten with a crowbar (in gotham, not ethiopia). dick and tim find him just in time but he’s close to dying- even flatlines once- but they get him to the batcave & medical attention in time.

once jason is stable, dick goes back out on his own to confront the joker. since, in this au, dick was never raised by bruce, he’s a lot more morally grey. ergo, he kills the joker after jason almost dies by his hand.

jason and tim are honestly both like “good riddance” cuz, again, not raised by bruce. bruce himself is super pissed but dick (with tim’s help) gives a whole argument with a slideshow and statistics n everything. bruce cuts contact for a while but the three of them don’t give much of a shit, they still stop by the manor to see alfred and keep him company when bruce is out.

(alfred was in the army and worked for fucking MI5, the only thing he’s disappointed about is that dick, a child, had to kill the monster bruce refused to)

after dick kills the joker, jason stays in the manor with alfred for a while to recover. dick and tim visit as often as they can, even separately, and at any time of day. after a few months jason is able to go back to their apartment in crime alley, but is still benched until he’s fully healed. during that time he acts as their ‘man in the chair’ and learns a couple new languages to pass the time.

sidenote: babs has been working with bruce as batgirl for a few years (she starts at 16) when she is paralyzed by the joker and becomes oracle. the joker stuff with jason happens when she’s 19, but she’s doing a semester abroad for college at the time. she only meets the boys after she gets back, while jason is still at the manor recovering. jason and babs become good friends, and she teaches him how to hack/code/work with computers.

LATER

steph (14) comes in about a year later as spoiler, and pretty much forces bruce to make her his sidekick (babs gives her the batgirl mantle). dick (18), jason (16) and tim (13) meet her pretty much the same way they met babs- at the manor while visiting alfred.

tim and steph become best friends, as do babs and dick. jason is friends with both steph AND babs, but his brothers are his best friends. anyway, through those connections (bruce to the girls to the boys) they are introduced to the young hero teams. dick (18) and wally (19) become besties and so do jason (16) and roy (17).

#my au #my art #dick grayson #making this for a separate reason #aka #idk how to add photos to ao3 #so i’ll just post a link to this post #is this basically a digital collage? i guess so #whatevs i like making them #picsart my bestie #picsart #‘how did they get this stuff?’ you may ask #simple: they steal it from the batcave or use bruce’s card to pay

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fandomsandflyingstingrays · 9 months

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Full Thoughts on TDP Season 5

Under the cut, because there are many of them!

Starting off with things I liked:

Rayllum! It was so good to see them on the same page again, and they have a perfect balance between deep, romantic devotion and the shared laughter and gestures of best friends. Their dynamic this season was my favorite iteration of them so far

Janai and Amaya were wonderful as well. I was really bracing for Amaya to leave for Lux Area without telling Janai and a whole bunch of drama to ensue, but no! They communicate! They trust each other! It's so refreshing!

Side note: Lux Area was gorgeous the detail in every shot of the city and Bookery was so good. I want to live there. I will take on the night creatures if need be

I hoped we'd get an apology from Amaya for Rayla, and I'm really glad they took the time to put it in the show instead of a short story or anything like that. It was also cool to see Amaya recognizing the similarities she and Rayla share and acting as more of a mentor to her, I hope we see more of them together later on

The reoccurring message that oftentimes the best way to be strong is by going to other people for help- first Amaya's story, then Rayla trusting Callum, then Zubeia's talk with Avizandum. It's a very good moral

That whole thing with Soren and Elmer! Breaking the cycle of cruelty! I love Soren so much

Callum using dark magic again. I thought I would hate it if that happened, since we've seen a corruption plotline with him and with Claudia already, but the way it was done sort of added a good sense of realism. I like that Callum isn't a Perfectly Moral Mage just because he can do primal magic; it feels deeper and more complicated if he has to recognize that the easier, darker choice is always there, and sometimes he won't be able to resist it, but he has to try each time anyway

So many little moments that I'll probably be going into in separate posts because the dynamic between the characters was on fire. It was so good to see the team really working together, their chemistry was so good

Things I wasn't as much of a fan of:

The problem with the show really relying on people to read all the supplementary material is still present. I was pretty confused about who Kpp'Ar was until I looked him up on the wiki, and again, people who didn't know about Soren getting sick as a kid from the Book 2 novelization really wouldn't have gotten his part of the dream sequence. It doesn't ruin the show or anything but it does make it a little confusing at times

The plotline with the coins is starting to feel a little drawn-out. Runaan's presence would bring up enough complications between Rayla and the rest of the group that he needs enough time out of the coin to give that the weight it deserves, and I'm really hoping he gets out next season so we can have at least season 7 to go into that. Also, Ethari needs his husband back

As good as it was to see rayllum back together, I do still think we needed a scene of them actually talking things through. I'm sure it'll appear in a Reflections story at some point, but again, you don't want your show to lean that heavily on the bonus material

This is more of a nitpick than anything else, but the characters' faces in the early episodes felt really stiff. They'd be having a monologue where you could really hear the emotion in their voices, but their faces just... didn't really move

And finally: too many crabs. This is not a flaw with the season this is just because I personally am freaked out by crabs and I've never been so horrified in all my life as when the true nature of Finnegrin's ship was revealed. It'll haunt me forever

Overall I liked it a lot, and I'm really excited to see where it goes next! Claudia feels like she's on the very edge of the point of no return, if she hasn't already crossed it, and it'll be very interesting to see how she reacts to the loss of her leg and (most likely) the loss of her father next season. I'm also very excited for the nova blade, that sounds like a gorgeous piece of weaponry and seeing whoever wields it (my money's on Rayla) fighting Aaravos is going to be epic. This season has definitely ratcheted up my investment in the show, which I'm very excited about

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pastanest · 1 year

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if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @rosieathena - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x she/her!reader

warnings: gore n some sexy talk

A/N: LISTEN ok I KNOW Spencer just did the whole “good girls are my thing uwu” and maxcer is god tier endgame but also??? fUCK OFF HE CAN DROOL OVER A BADDIE CUZ I SAID SO

Reid x Badass!Reader

- Spencer didnt understand why you’d been invited on the case at first

- all Hotch had told the team was that your expertise was ‘required’

- the entire team was confused, bombarding Hotch with questions until you showed up

- black trousers, a black shirt, a leather jacket and a motorbike helmet under your arm

- it made the team all the more curious, but it shut them up

- you introduce yourself to the team, and when Rossi finds the courage to ask what you do, you laugh and say “crowd control” while Hotch smiles at you

- needless to say, this level of secrecy was making it diffiuclt for Doctor Spencer Reid to focus

- on the jet, while the team went over the case file, you sat by yourself in seat further back from everyone else, with headphones on

- Derek frowned at Hotch “shouldnt she be listening to this?” and Hotch just laughed

“She doesnt need to.”

- the team pretty much gave up at that point, it was obvious that you were being kept a secret for a reason, and that reason would become obvious whenever necessary

- so they worked the case, it was a suspected gang of 7 unsubs kidnapping women and selling them on as sex slaves. any of the women that dont make it through the “initiation” torture, have their bodies dumped in the trash of various alleyways

- the team created profiles for the leader of the group, the three that were on kidnap duty, and the three in charge of torturing the women until they’re sold/murdered. with those profiles and the area radius narrowed down by the kidnap and dump locations, the team figured out the warehouse where the women were being held

- surveillance hooked up cameras as close as they could to the warehouse to monitor the hours when all of the gang members were inside

- and all this time, you just sort of mooched about, or disappeared altogether

- when a gang schedule was drafted, Hotch called you in, and you arrived in a long sleeved black shirt that had thumb holes in the sleeves, black trousers and black tennis shoes

- you walk up to Hotch like “what’s the sitch?” and he smiles slightly “I’ll explain on the way”

- so the team split up into two cars, with you, Hotch, Spencer and Derek in one car, and JJ, Emily and Rossi in another, all of you in communication with earpieces

- everyone is wearing bulletproof vests and is carrying a gun, apart from you

- “Gang, sex slave trade.” Hotch says simply

You nod. “How many?”

“Seven.” Hotch replies

You scoff. “How long have I got?”

“We’re dropping you there the minute they are all inside, from there you’ll have 3 minutes before the first one takes a cigarette break.”

- that’s when Derek’s eyes almost fall out of his skull

“Are we sending (Y/N) in, by herself, without any protective gear, and not even waiting for the HOURS on the schedule when they’re all together!?!”

You smile at him. “Trust me, it’ll be fine.”

Derek shakes his head. “No! This goes against every protocol we have!”

Hotch jumps to your defence. “We’re acting on orders from Strauss.”

- that shut Derek up, but poor Spencer was still very lost and confused

- you disappeared throughout this case in an area you’re unfamiliar with, to do what? or WERE YOU unfamiliar with the area? who are you? what exactly do you do? he’s too stressed to ask any questions

- the two team vehicles pull up down the street from the factory, everyone filing out of the cars.

“We’re going to surround the building while (Y/N) works inside. If anyone escapes-“ you interrupt Hotch with a small scoff. “-we know what to do.”

- despite the obvious confusion, the team agrees

- they take their places around the warehouse, and in you go

- you walk right up to the door while tying your hair in a ponytail, then smile and wave at the security camera, before kicking the metal door down and rolling in

- gunfire is heard from the moment you break down the door, within a few seconds the cries and screams of men silenced the guns

- Spencer counts, it takes exactly 47 seconds for all sounds to cease, and another 4 seconds for you to stroll out of the warehouse

“All done!”

- Hotch gives the signal and the team files in, still aiming their guns just in case, but they soon realise they really dont need to. all seven men are lying in a straight line, groaning and crying in pain with twisted limbs rendering them unable to get away or fight back, while three women huddle together in a corner, having been untied and moved for safety by you

- the entire team is stunned

“How did she-“ Emily starts, but she cant find the words.

“I have no idea.” Rossi finishes for her.

- and you arent even there to answer, you’ve already disappeared again

- the gang members are all arrested, the women returned to their families and brought into the station to give statements

- as the team return to the station, they bombard Hotch will a hundred and one questions about you

- he leads them all to Garcia’s makeshift office within the police station, where Penelope sits appearing to be in a state of a shock as she stares at her computer screen

“Babygirl? Everything alright?” Derek asks her as he takes ahold of her hand.

she doesnt look away from the computer. “I hate to say it but she is cooler than all of you combined. On the badassery scale, she’s a 15/10.”

- the team crowd around her seat, Spencer taking a spot right next to her with nobody in front of him to block his view

- Penelope rewinds the footage captured from the security cameras of the warehouse

- you finish tying your hair in a ponytail as you reach the door, waving and smiling at the camera before kicking the door down and rolling into the warehouse

- the next camera catches you sneaking over to the women tied to chairs and untying them, gesturing for them to hide in a specific corner

- once they’re out of the way, the footage shows you immediately leaping from the floor onto a man’s back, kicking the back of his knees as hard as you can, causing him to crumble on the floor. you jump up, slamming your legs back down on his ankles while throwing his gun at another guy, who you run at next

- you grab his arms before he hits the floor and use the leverage to twist them around, he screams. another guy grabs you, you use the guy whose arms you just broke as a wall to run up and somersault off of, flipping over the man’s head to land on the shoulders of the one who just grabbed you. you use bare fists to pummel into his head until he falls to his knees, at which point you jump off him and spin kick him in the head to knock him out

- two guys run at you then from opposite directions, you jump and kick both of your legs out as you spin, sending them both hurtling to the floor with a shoe shaped bruise on their faces

- you spot the next guy and start front flipping towards him. distracting him with that as well as his crippled friends writhing on the floor, he tries to run from you so you stop flipping and instead opt for running, while laughing. you catch him in half a second, grabbing the back of his collar and slamming him against the wall repeatedly so that he’s out cold, holding his hands behind his back and twisting his wrists until they snap

- the last guy comes up from behind and wraps a wire around your neck, you arch your back and lean forwards to flip him over you, the wire falling to the floor in the time it takes you to put the guy in a headlock and choke him into unconsciousness

- it’s then you spot the second guy, the one whose arms you broke, trying to shuffle to the exit

- you walk over to him and pull him up into a standing position, gripping his shoulders to stable yourself as you knee him in the nuts as hard as you can

“OH SHIT!” Derek shouts as he watches the footage

- the cameras then catch you dragging all the unconscious men into a line and saluting the women before leaving the warehouse

- the team sits in silence, until Emily speaks up.

“Fuck. Me.”

- everyone nods in agreement

- Spencer, though, is the only one who finds himself utterly flustered

- the others may not have noticed the details of your fighiting skill, or recognised the different martial art methods you use in a combination, but he does, and he is at a loss for words

- he makes an executive decision to go to the bathroom to regain control of himself

- Spencer stares at himself in the bathroom mirror, unable to stop replaying the ways you can move, or thinking about how fearless you are, how talented

- he splashes his face with cold water before leaving the bathroom, and is unexpectedly face to face with you

- you’ve got icepacks bound to your knuckles and your hair is wet, suggesting that you disappeared to shower and tend to your very few wounds

- you smile at Spencer, acknowledging his existence for what he assumes is the first time ever. “Hey there pretty boy!”

- he blinks rapidly, stuttering and frantically scrambling in his mind to find some kind of reply, but he cant

- you chuckle. “Im guessing you just saw the security footage?”

He nods and you nod back, before holding out one of your ice-bound hands. “Well, now that’s done, hi! Im (Y/N), the privately employed badass, it’s nice to meet you!”

- Spencer shakes your hand as gently as he can, unsure of how sore your hands are.

“It’s nice to meet you, too.” He says nervously, and you smirk as he lets go of your hand.

“I’ve seen you staring at me, y’know. And the way you’re looking at me now…you’re making a grown woman swoon, Doctor.”

- Spencer’s jaw visibly drops, he cant help himself

- you chuckle. “So, what was it that particularly impressed you?”

he clears his throat. “I-I liked the flips.”

you nod slowly. “Good to know. Do you wanna have sex later?”

- Spencer feels like every organ he has just fell out of his body, he’s experiencing what he can only describe as a temporary error in motor function

- you shrug at his lack of an answer. “Come and look for me if you’re interested, I wont be difficult to find.”

- and with that, you turn around and hold your hands above your head, doing a single front flip, running a hand through your wet hair and walking to the door with a swing in your hips that makes Spencer’s pants suddenly incredibly tight

- he just might have to take you up on that offer

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #imagine #imagines #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader #headcannon #headcannons #criminal minds

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roversrovers · 15 days

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Like the many people in North America whose gaze will turn upward on April 8, Maunder was fascinated by the secrets of the sun and was determined to travel the globe and unlock them. She understood that the few minutes of darkness during a solar eclipse presented a special opportunity to explore the nature of the sun. Her observations led to our greater understanding of how our star affects Earth, but like so many early female scientists, her contributions and achievements have been forgotten.

. . .

She ended up with a number of photographs of the corona, and one of them is really fascinating. It's actually that last photo she took right as the eclipse was ending. So you see the blotted out Sun, and then there's this long tendrils sneaking out from it all the way to the corner of the photograph. And it probably goes past the frame too, so this thing has gotta be millions of miles long.

. . .

Annie hypothesized that it was a stream of charged particles that was flowing out of these turbulent areas in the Sun, and physically interacting with the Earth. And this seems to just have been her intuition, you know, she knew the Sun really well, she'd been studying it for years at this point, and this was just sort of an educated guess. But she was essentially right. Today we know that these coronal rays are streams of charged particles. And what happens is they flow down Earth's magnetic field lines and slam into the atmosphere around the poles. And those collisions are what caused things like the Northern lights and those disturbances in Earth's magnetic field that can mess up communications and stuff.

. . .

[F]or a while, it was just back to ordinary life, back to observing the Sun at the Royal Observatory, but over the years to come, Annie chased eclipses all over the world. She went to Algeria, Mauritius, Canada, and she funded her own travels every single time, except for that final trip, even though at this point, her photos rivaled the ones that professionals were taking. . . . [S]he planned them meticulously in terms of the timing, the exposure. So they were really well done, really well thought through, and you can see a lot of features of the corona and the Sun surface come through in her pictures. When she was in Mauritius actually, she got one really cool one where you can see these plumes coming off the Sun's surface. And what made this especially interesting was that other people had taken similar photos at different points along the eclipse path, but every picture came out different. And what that showed was that the Sun wasn't just a smooth disc, which is what people had thought for a long time, it was this roiling turbulent place that was constantly changing.

#eclipse #solar eclipse #total solar eclipse #annie maunder #space #history #women in stem #women in science #women's history #eclipse 2024 #podcast #my post #cosmos #eclipse2024 #astronomy #galaxy #science #nasa

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lover-of-skellies · 9 months

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Really enjoying your ratings and your reasonings behind them. Great work!

Would you be able to rate Geno, please?

I've actually done both Sci and Lust already, and you can click on their names to go to the original posts if you're curious about them ^^ and I’m glad you guys seem to be enjoying these smooch-ability rating things!

Alrighty, after some thought and consideration, I’d say Geno gets a smooch-ability rating of 9. He’s still pretty safe, but if you surprise him, he wouldn’t be too happy about it. Smooches could also get a little gross, with his constant mouth bleeding and all, but if you wanted to overlook that and go in for a smooch anyway, be my guest

1) How dangerous is Geno’s mouth? In and of itself, not very. His teeth are flat, as opposed to being sharp or jagged, meaning there’s less risk of your lips being snagged or cut on them. 2 points for having safe chompers. I’d say the fact that he’s glitched could result in a sting or a zap (like it might with Error) upon smooching him, but he doesn’t seem to be nearly as glitched as Error does. In comparison, he’s still pretty solid

2) Would he bite, and is he aggressive? I’m inclined to believe that Geno may possibly be a biter; the chance of it happening is small, but still a bit more noticeable than it’d be with Sans Classic, for example. As for his aggression, I’d say he’s a little bit more moody and temperamental than his original UT counterpart (likely due to a mix of trauma, possible resentment toward certain individuals, him being from a genocide timeline, and his whole thing with Determination), but not as moody and temperamental as someone like UF Papyrus or Error. He knows how to keep himself in line and relaxed, and the only chance of that self control slipping would probably be if something or someone happened to set him off or trigger him. Since he’s relatively tame but still carries a slight chance of lashing out, I’d say he gets 1 point for this area

3) Are there any health hazards to the smoocher? Quite possibly. While he doesn’t carry around a weapon regularly that could cause accidental injury, he is very adept with magic. We know he has no qualms against using magic when necessary, so if he somehow felt threatened, he could use magic and sort of act on impulse to defend himself. Beyond that, blood constantly drips from his mouth and he has that big gash across his chest area. Blood, no matter what race or species it’s from, could very well be a biohazard. Taking that into consideration and the fact that kissing someone and getting their blood all over you is uh… pretty gross, I’m gonna have to give him 0 points

4) Does he have a sympathetic backstory? He went through all the same stuff as Sans Classic (raising his brother, working multiple odd jobs to financially support both of them, caring for Frisk/the player, being the only one to know about the resets, and being the one to watch judgement hall), which already gets him a small amount of sympathy on its own. That’s not all he ends up having to suffer through, though. In a horrifying turn of events, the player/Frisk decides to go on a murderous rampage and kills every monster they come across, which would’ve been a big betrayal to him. He repeatedly has to experience the death of everyone he’s loved and cared about every time they reset, then out of a desire to stop them for good, he starts experimenting with Determination (from what I remember reading). My memory of the events of Aftertale are a bit fuzzy since it’s been a while since I’ve read the comic, but through a series of events, I know he somehow gets trapped in the save screen and is unable to leave. The game goes on without him, spawning in a new Sans, and he’s just. Doomed to forever be stuck and unable to leave or communicate with anyone. While I believe Aftertale does give him a neutral or happy ending after a while, the fact that he went through so many tragic events back to back and probably has an insane amount of trauma from all of it gains him a full 2 points for sympathy

5) Does Geno deserve a smooch? After everything he’s done and been through, and all horrifying things he’s been forced to endure, yeah, I’d say he’s pretty deserving of a smooch. 2 more points for him

6) Is he cute or cool? I’m not sure if I’d call him cutesy, because when the pixels over his bad eye vanish, we’re left with this disfigured, melted half of his head (some depictions of him have a melted head, others just have the melted socket) and a socket that’s beyond repair. Which, if you were another skeleton seeing that, that on its own would probably be nightmare inducing. In terms of coolness though, I’d say he could be passing; he’s got this very laidback and chill personality, he doesn’t take shit from anyone, he’s incredibly strong and skilled with magic despite the condition that his body and soul are in, and he’s a fighter. He’s got a lot of trauma and obvious issues that need to be worked out, sure, but overall, I’d say it’s pretty cool that he’s willing to keep fighting, again, despite the shape his body are soul themselves are in because of the things he’s gone through. His design is simple, but it’s effective at conveying what he went through, from the blood on his slippers, the gash on his chest, him having pixels over one eye, and him wearing the scarf of his deceased brother, he’s unique, and pretty easily identifiable. 2 points for coolness

In total, Geno gets a rating of 9. If you absolutely needed to kiss him, you could, but you might end up covered in his blood, which isn’t exactly ideal. Since he’s a bit standoffish, he might not be too thrilled about a surprise smooch, but I can’t see him being the type to cause serious injury over it. At worst, he’d probably get super intimidating and tell you never to do that ever again

#emeraldhazeart #anon #asks #geno sans #smoochability rating

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charleecat-bat · 9 months

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SLASHER/HORROR AU

So a handful o fyou actually were interested aside from one person by the time i’m making this so yeah uh. look away. don’t wanna be upsetting.

NOW i do want to clarify that I made this in the sense to be a black comedy sort of AU due to watching so many skits and shorts of horror characters in comedic situations, that was my main inspiration.

my buddy @barsikscorner has been helping me develop ideas for this weird lil au.

enjoy below

please keep in mind it’s def not for sensitive softhearted people. I want to entertain with my ideas as weird as they are.

Sonic- A supernatural being who has memories of being alive but doesn’t remember what happened to him or how he died. It took him a long time to understand it but having a ‘life’ of inactivity and seeing so much more bad stuff when you’re not properly alive made him want to take action and he soon learnt how to. He toys with victims and tries to scare them into righting their wrongs but if they’ve done something unforgivable or irreversible or refuse to change, he kills them in a creative fashion. kinda based off freddy kruger but less nasty and gross.

Amy- A slasher known as either the Cupid Killer or the Rose Ripper. Goes after abusive partners and sexual predators due to her idealistic image of love so seeing this sort of behaviour makes her fly into a rage. uses her iconic hammer mostly for her kills. She wears a heart themed mask.

Tails- a sort of 'cyber' ghost. he had died and his spirit became ingrained into tech and cyberspace. He can sort of 'appear' outside of tech and into the material world but not for too long. Can communicate with people, mostly his victims, through their tech. He targets criminals and terrible people of all sorts online and either forces them to repent for their crimes or just makes their life a living hell until he decides to end it, whether it be for him or making them doing to themselves.

Cream- mostly normal. Has a strange connection to monsters and creature however and hence the chaos. They protect her. Chaos have a bit of a 'yes they're cute but they can be dangerous' reputation in this AU. they definitely have taken care of people that have threatened the sweetie bbies life and safety without her knowledge.

Vanilla- A protective mother who either lost her first child or almost lost Cream herself so she started to become a serial killer who went after child murderers, abusers and predators. She keeps this side of her away from Cream and is a loving mother nonetheless. Her main weapon are garden shears that can be seprated into a pair of blades and her mask is deocrated with flowery designs.

Knuckles- an undead/ghost like slasher that has become one with the woods he’s connected to, quite literally having roots and such all over and even inside of him (being exposed in old wounds he has). He’s cursed to walk amongst the mystical land that he was murdered on and now protects it and keeps people out. He’s very easy to anger but he’ll never attack people like lost children or people who are obviously not looking to trespass and are lost. Anyone who does trespass and does anything he deems disrespectful to the land or just refuse to leave he handles violently. He tends not to leave the area and hasn't even tried to. He might be able to. Might not.

Shadow- A space-like being that can shapeshift into horrifying forms. He was taken and experimented on a spaceship but grew close to a human girl named Maria on board. They used this to have a chance to study him without the risk of him being aggressive. After she was killed during a government break-in and he was captured and taken back to Earth. He went on a vengeful rampage in the base and now just does his own thing on earth since he can't exactly leave. He was tempted to destroy everyone but now is content on just watching the stupid shenanigans and occasionally tormenting someone he doesn't like. And gossip. Inspired by Pennywise/It and Predator

Rouge- a seductive slasher that has very strange desires and doesn’t really have any motivation other than she wants to. She likes to take bones (and occasionally the blood) of her victims to make accessories and jewellery out of them. She’s not completely heartless though and has standards and there stuff she won’t do. She uses her beauty and appearance to lure victims most of the time, to appear innocent and harmless or sexy and sultry depending on what she wants. She wear’s a beautiful decadent mask, and sports specialised finger blades she created into gloves.

Silver- a mysterious spirit that’s tied to a cursed object. he has telepathic and telekinetic abilities and can burn disturbing images and distort a persons mind and body possibly, even mind control if he wants to need to decide how he functions properly more so inspired by samara/sadako and possibly think of other inspirations like bagul from sinister

Blaze- an otherworldly being that is hinted to used to be a normal person in one lifetime but no longer is. She works by supernatural means and tortures her victims horrifically but doesn’t do it indiscriminately. Mostly only does it when she wants, especially to those that try to summon her and use her power for themselves. Inspired by pinhead mostly but also could take elements of candyman

Big- a wild beast man that didn't have a regular upbringing. He has a werewolf-like condition where he turns into a beast against his control, for his own safety and everyone else's safety he lives in isolation. He as a special connection to animals and even has befriended Froggy who is a monstrous being that can disguise itself as a frog, it’s been named the loveland frogman when caught in one of it’s many forms. His uncle had raised him alone and kept him in the dark about how dangerous he really could be and mostly did his best to keep him safe, so out of all of them he is one of the most innocent as the worst he does is literally against is control and he's unaware of it since the most he'll know is that he'll wake up and just look around adn see blood and gore or see it on himself. He has more animal friends than mobian friends.

Vector- a justice-seeking serial killer. He worked as a main detective with cops but grew tired of seeing not only horrible people go free and dodge the law and their punishment but even see the people that are 'supposed' to be the good guys be horrible people and letting shit slide. So he decides to take the law into his own hands and goes after anyone who he sees needing a just punishment in his city, dirty cops, abusers, predators, politicians, basically anyone who he thinks are utterly awful people that deserve to be punished. He can be quite sadistic and torturous with them and is very thorough with his research. was initially inspired by Jigsaw but he's not a hypocritical prick like Kramer.

Espio- He’s in a strange state of being an ‘undead’ being. He can’t quite tell if he’s alive but no longer mortal or if hes’ dead but still around on the mortal plane. He's kinda just... stuck in between. It’s a very strange situation. Theres evidence supporting both, he can still bleed the tiniest bit but no longer feels and still occasionally needs to eat and drink but he definitely doesn't have as much limitations he was when he was mortal/alive. Vector had found him when he broke into and ‘dealt’ with his abductor and ‘murderer’, they Vector and Espio got quite a fright when Espio was somehow still alive. Since then Vector has looked out for the lone chameleon despite being confused about his situation. He works as an assistant to Vector and they do have a very 'big brother' 'little brother' bond. He wears an Oni-themed mask. He has strange markings on his body such as his hands his back and chest, he still doesn’t know wha tthey mean but feels they have something to do with what happened to him.

Charmy- normal mostly but can see ghosts and even repel them in a way but he doesn’t realise it. winds up protecting vec and esp from a lot of unseen danger and also is unaware of this. Charmy frequently will talk to ghosts but Vector is honestly fine with this due to all the weirdness he's run into, and initially, he just thought it was Charmy having imaginary friends. He is not involved at all in Vector and Espios 'business' because they dont' think he needs to know about that.

Mighty- a murderous and protective spirit. he was murdered by 'accident' (if you call taking abuse too far an accident) by his father due to all the physical abuse but it was made to look like an accident so his father could save his reputation. His little sister was enraged by this injustice and in an attempt to find closure and just to talk to her brother again, his spirit was summoned and he became a vengeful being that wanted to protect her. She unleashed him on their father as a result. Matilda either summons his spirit or he just makes his own way to protect innocent people, mostly children but anyone they feel needs protection… or anyone they just want to suffer. When not angry Mighty is actually still the same form what he was in life, minus a bit of more of a temper.

Matilda- a creepy and slightly unhinged girl that studied the occult. She had done a ritual/seance to summon her brothers spirit again when he was murdeed and now he serves as her murderous protector. or just annoying ghost borther who watches and judges anything she does that he doens't like. Judgemental eyes from the grave from your brother is very annoying.

Ray- ghost boy that got attached to Mighty’s spirit and Matilda. they let him stay as he really doesn't do anything to harm then and is just lonely. He doesn't really do much of anything but can lure mighty to people, startle them to shit or even attack them but he leaves the more lethal stuff to Mighty. (kinda like toshio from ju-on/the grudge)

Nack- a heavily abused slightly mentally unstable hybrid that was abused by his small town heavily until he finally snapped and went on a rampage, killing some and driving the rest out. The village became run down and abandoned very quickly, becoming overun by nature again. The only thing intact is a scrappily made shack that Nack made himself in the middle of the land. He lives on the large property of land and guards it and does anything and everything to keep people out due to still being traumatised and afraid of people and thinking they're going ot hurt him and just not trusting them. He is proficient with guns and prefers his shotgun but can and will use other weapons, a hunting knife, machete or even a chainsaw. He's shown to be incredibly strong despite his small size, being able to run with a chainsaw in hand. (inspired by leatherface and mick taylor)

Bark- a cold serial known as the Billionaire Butcher that targets greedy billionaires, getting a distaste for them after growing up surrounded by like-minded people. He drains their accounts and steals money and while he does pocket a small amount for himself, he doesn’t keep all of it because he doesn't want to become what they are. Most likely just keep his own regular reputation as good hearted philanthropist by donating a lot of money to good causes. His main methods include using an ice-pick as his main weapon due to experience with the tool. He met Nack in a rather awkward way but they quickly became friends and he was the first person allowed on Nacks property.

Bean- A mentally unhinged boy that has a penchant for fire and burning things. Just a very strange kid. he escaped from a mental hospital and ran onto nacks property and he and bark just let him stay as despite his mental stability of there lack of he was mostly harmless to them. he doesn't talk a lot about his past but has shared tidbits, including stories of abuse, burning his own home down and mistreatment and abuse from the hospital. he ever has burn scars. He tends to chill out in the attic of their home and just likes to appear out of nowhere. (sort of inspired by billy from black christmas)

Infinite- A telekinetic and telepathic being who was ostracised by a large ration of people in his home town, mostly the religious types due to thinking he was a devil-child. He snapped after thinking he lost his family when his house was set on fire.As a result he went on a rampage destroyed the a huge chunk town with his powers and killing the ones who were responsible. He now lives and deals with a lot demons and strangeness... literally. He’s not aware his family actually survived they just didn’t even give him a moment to hear this and he left before he actually got told. DUMMY (Inspired by Carrie)

Gadget- a victim of a wannabe cult, they wanted to sacrifice him but it didn’t work and he became possessed by an incubus, a demon of lust. He struggles with his urges due to the demon and at first fought it and then finds an arrangement thanks to Infinte, his boyfriend. Actually kills people while doing the deed with it and if needed, feeds on their bodies, not the extent of Storm. (Inspired by Jennifers Body kinda) The demon has a slightly different voice and changes the colour of his eyes when it's speaking through Gadget and Gadget definitely has a demon form that is either physically attractive or purely terrifying depending on the taste. It’s not an entirely pleasant situation btu Gadget learns to handle it.

Jet- a insecure and pissy lil birb boy that got into a life of serial killing after his cousin got possessed and needed flesh/blood to survive. At first, it was nerve-wrecking but he quickly got a taste for it as he enjoys making people feel powerless and afraid, he toys with them before finishing the job including phone calls, threatening messages and taunting them verbally while going after them. Inspired by Ghostface. He gets mad fun of a lot by the other professionals.

Wave- a dark web guru. She has a massive powerful following on the deep dark web and does a lot of dark illegal things, such as selling body parts on the black market and even doing strange videos and documentation of experiments. She was also not involved initially but due to the situation their cousin got into she quickly did and then quickly found out about how much money they could get and also get rid of a lot of the body parts. Win-win situation in her mind. She has definitely gone a bit crazy due to all her experimenting and the shit she does for the dark web. She wears a plague doctor-inspired mask when recording and documenting stuff for the dark web.

Storm- While originally only doing little crimes like thievery for money, he also was the victim of the same wannabe cult that Gadget was and it also failed, becoming possessed by a demon of gluttony. It makes him want to devour flesh and blood and he unfortunately had no choice. When he gets to the point where the demon demands for him to consume, he cant eat anything else even if he tries. It just comes right back up and he starves. He’s still coming to terms with it and grew depressed and got a bit of a tricky relationship with food. he gets some help from gadget so shit doesn't suck for him entirely anymore. The Demon definitely is based off of Venom is some silly way. The demon is a bit of a screamer and talks loudly to Storm and since only storm can hear it 90 percent of the time he gets VERY tired of it (i initially wanted him to be food related like a killer chef but god i didn't want him to be a willing cannibal that's just another level of ICK)

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riahlynn101 · 6 months

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Day Sixteen: "Flatline."

TW: Death, suicidal ideation, childhood trauma, severe abandonment and attachment issues, and grief.

Summary: A prequel of sorts to the FNAF movie about how Abby wound up in her brother’s care.

(Word count: 1,374)

Mike has a hard time living alone. Not because he can’t perform the tasks needed to do so, but because something about living by himself brings out all the negative thoughts. Coupled with his almost obsessive need to make sure his parents-well, he supposes it’s only his mom now-and little sister are still breathing, makes it difficult to leave for long periods of time.

But his mom wanted him to get a college education. She never did, and their family was worse off for it. Though, Mike can vaguely remember that not being the case before his mom left his biological father.

It’s hard telling her no, so he bites the bullet and starts searching for colleges nearest to his house. Unfortunately, there are none. Not even a community college. The closest one is over a hundred miles away, but his mom is insistent on him going. She tells Mike how much fun he’ll have, and that he’ll likely have roommates anyway (so it will never be too quiet).

He goes.

It ends up better than he expected. His roommate is nice, if not a little odd. They’re both going for the same thing-business-which helps when either of them need to vent about classes, or need help with homework.

He gets a job on campus at a bookstore. It’s small but busy, and Mike finds himself drawn into interesting conversations a lot.

For the first time in a long time, he feels okay. Not great. Not amazing. But okay. And that’s more than Mike’s been able to say in a long time.

And then, about five months into his freshmen year, Mike is pulled into his RA’s room. A phone is passed to him. “For you,” he’s told, before the RA leaves to give him privacy.

“Hello?” He says, unsure of who could be calling him. Mom usually calls on Fridays, but it’s only Tuesday.

“Is this Michael…um…Schmidt?”

“Uh…yeah.”

There’s a pause on the phone, as if the person’s trying to collect their thoughts before continuing on. “‘I’m Dr. Lamkin, and I am calling from St. Mark’s hospital in Salt Lake City, Utah. I’m calling to inform you that your mother isn’t doing very well, and would recommend you make arrangements to come see her.”

Mike clutches the phone tighter, brows furrowing. “Is everything alright?”

“....it’s better if we tell you in person.”

-x-x-x-

That night, Mike packs a bag, sends a round of horribly written emails to his professors, and hops into his car. He doesn’t even tell his roommate (who’s still at work) that he’s leaving.

He drives the whole night and into the morning. The adrenaline from hearing that his only remaining parent is in the hospital keeps him from falling asleep.

Mike makes decent time, arriving at the hospital around the same time that visitor hours open. Even this early in the morning, it’s busy. People line up in front of the reception area to get a visitor pass, or to get directions.

Mike fiddles with a loose thread in his shirt, heart in a constant state of beating too fast. He tries to focus on what’s going on around him, but the what-ifs of his mom’s condition keep pulling him back in.

Eventually, though, it’s his turn. The receptionists are nice, giving him directions to his mom’s room.

Mike ignores the elevators and races up the stairs, not stopping until he reaches the correct floor. People stare at him, a little off put by him rushing by. He pays them no mind, only focused on seeing his mom.

“Mr. Schmidt,” a doctor says, stopping him at the door to his mother’s room. He looks at the door. “This will only take a second.”

Reluctantly, Mike steps away, turning to face the doctor.

“I’m Dr. Lamkin. We spoke on the phone.”

“I recall.”

“I have some bad news regarding your mother. Would you like to sit-”

Mike cuts her off. “No.” Maybe it’s rude of him, but the exhaustion of dropping everything and driving ten straight hours is starting to get to him.

“Okay then, if you’ll just follow me to my-”

“Just tell me already,” Mike snaps. He quickly amends his tone. “Sorry, I’m tired and worried and I just want to know what’s happening to my mom. So…please, just tell me what's going on. I can’t handle waiting any longer to hear how she’s doing.”

“Right. To make a long story short, your mom was in a terrible car accident. She sustained major internal bleeding and swelling to her brain. We took her in for surgery, but by then it was too late. Her heart’s still beating, but…but suffered brain death. She’s on life support, but only so you can say goodbye. I’m very sorry for your loss.”

Mike stumbles numbly into the room. His eyes lock on the pale figure lying in bed. “Hi, mom,” he mumbles, sitting down in a chair next to her bed. “I’ve missed you.” His voice breaks. “I’m sorry I couldn’t come home for the holidays this year. I wanted to, but….” Tears slide down his face.

He holds her hand. It’s cool and clammy.

“I miss you, and I love you. And I’m so, so sorry that I didn’t do enough to protect Garrett.” Mike inhales deeply. “When you see him again, up in Heaven or wherever people go when they pass away, tell him that I miss him like crazy. Tell him that I’m sorry, and that….” he squeezes his eyes shut. His next words feel like poison on his tongue. “And that I’ll see you both soon.”

He cries, bowing his head.

His mom would be horrified to hear him say that, but Mike can’t do it anymore. Everyone he loves leaves. He can’t go through it again.

He won’t go through it again.

-x-x-x-

After watching his mom be taken off life support, and seeing her flatline. Mike goes home. Not back to his dorm, but his childhood home.

He lays on the couch. Baby toys are spread across the carpet, and the playpen sits in the corner. A pile of clean laundry sits half-folded in the recliner. Mike closes his eyes, exhaustion finally catching up to him.

Tomorrow he’ll call Aunt Jane to see if his sister’s okay. Maybe she has some idea of how to plan a funeral? He certainly doesn’t, and it’s not like he’ll be there to help anyway.

-x-x-x-

Mike wakes up to someone knocking at the front door. He yawns, rubbing at his eyes. Peeking out the window, he sees a woman holding a baby carrier. Instantly, Mike opens the door.

“Hi,” the woman starts, “is Mrs. Schmidt home?”

“No, there was an accident. She’s…uh…” Mike can’t summon the correct words. “But I’m her son. Why?”

“Great, well, here’s your sister.” He’s passed the baby carrier.

He takes it, but only because he would rather Abby not be dropped on the ground (protected by a carrier or not). “Wait!” Mike calls out. “Who are you?”

The woman stops half-way down the driveway. She turns around. “I’m her babysitter. Your mom left Abby with me a couple nights ago, and never came back.”

“What am I supposed to do?” Mike asks, staring down at his peacefully sleeping sister.

The woman shrugs. “I’m sorry about your mom, but I have my own kids to provide for. You’ll figure it out.”

She gets into her car and leaves before Mike can say anything else.

Mike brings his sister inside, sitting the carrier on the living room floor. Carefully, he unbuckles her from the carseat. She makes a small noise, more befitting of a bunny than a human. He cradles Abby close to his chest, murmuring comforts. She curls close to him, little fist tangling in his shirt.

He looks down at her sweet, little face, and thinks, “I can’t leave her.”

His family will have to wait. Someone still needs him here, and Mike’s sure they would agree. Abby has already lost so much, it would be unfair of him to make her lose another person.

She shifts in her sleep, face starting to contort into a frown.

“Shh…shh…it’s okay. Brother’s here, no one can hurt you. I won’t let them.”

Abby smiles in her sleep.

#whumptober2023 #no.16 #flatline #tw sui ideation #tw death #tw trauma #mike schmidt #abby schmidt #cross posted on ao3 #tw grief

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aficionadoenthusiast · 2 years

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since the hogwarts housing essay i wrote at midnight is by far my most popular post as of yet, here's part two: stereotypes and prejudice

so, in part one, i focused mainly on the more tangible problems like how subjective the placement of each person is and the distribution problems, but the big issue i didn't really touch on is stereotyping.

obviously, each house is there to give kids a chance to find their people and figure out their values and place in life, so they are categorical, and labels are gonna arise no matter what. however, those labels, at least in the case of hogwarts, are really bad about forcing people into boxes. people can argue that hogwarts is uniform enough that just spending time around their house isn't enough to really influence a person's personality or life course, but the opinions of others is actually a huge way we develop our self-concept especially while we're young. now imagine the entire wizarding community of the British Isles telling you you've been sorted into the brave house, or the smart house, or the kind house, or the cunning house (or more often the evil house). that's akin to a prophecy, and it's gonna take a lot to change a kid's perception of themselves. it's the same concept of a teacher telling a student they're particularly good at math but struggle in english. now that they know they do good in a certain subject without effort, they're more likely to try harder in math to improve on their "talent", but they're also more likely to not put much effort into english because, "if i'm naturally bad at it, there's not much i can do at this point." now let's transfer that idea to hogwarts: if a kid is sorted into gryffindor, the first thing a person will tell them is not, "wow, you must be so smart!" it's, "wow, you must be so brave!" how brave can an 11 year old actually be? unless there are extenuating circumstances like in the cases of Harry and Remus, there aren't many reasons an 11 year old would already see themselves as brave. however, now that they have that idea in their head, bravery seems more like a birthright rather than something they have to achieve. on the other hand, intelligence becomes a far away ideal that is just that much harder to achieve because if they're not in ravenclaw, that must mean they don't have the same capacity for learning as the ravenclaw kids. obviously this isn't true, but it's only not true if a kid has a particular drive to succeed academically. gryffindors (and hufflepuffs) now see studying as optional because there isn't any pressure to be great in this area. (clearly, there are exceptions, namely hermione, remus, lily, etc., but their dedication to their studies says more about their questionable sortings and need to prove bloodpurist and ableist prejudice wrong than anything else), in place of that pressure comes even more pressure to always be brave. ideally, each person is sorted into their perfect house and the pressure never becomes too much. that is simply impossible. while people like james and sirius might thrive in this sort of environment, people like neville and peter will crack under the pressure. where neville allowed himself several small cracks over the years (typically in potions class) and came out better for it, peter spent seven years pretending to be as brave as his friends and finally when the opportunity came, switched to the dark side where he wouldn't have to act like anything other than what he was: a rat. likewise, i wouldn't be surprised if ravenclaw has the most mental breakdowns during finals week (if hermione is any example) or if hufflepuffs have the worst outbursts when the general horribleness of the world gets to be too much. of course, we know slytherins have spectacular reactions to pressure: regulus dying in pursuit of horcruxes, andromeda running away, draco letting snape kill dumbledore, snape calling lily a mudblood. the list goes on.

now, circling back to the boxes the housing system forces people into, stereotypes aggressively push this issue. for example, anyone from any house can be on a quidditch team. however, as bravery isn't really relevant in day-to-day activities (unless, of course, you're a werewolf or living with the house of black) and it is traditionally seen as a heroic trait that a brave knight or a greek hero would have, aiding a character physically, it is easier for gryffindors to fall into the jock category without the added academic pressure of ravenclaw or slytherin or the practically negative competitiveness of hufflepuff. why is it that five of the seven weasley kids played quidditch and two of them were considered quidditch greats at hogwarts, and one went on to play quidditch professionally? throughout harry's time at hogwarts, gryffindor rarely lost a game. i haven't read the books in a while, but i don't think draco ever beat harry to the snitch, either. this isn't a coincidence. gryffindors just have more time and pressure for quidditch greatness. slytherin is in my opinion the worst about this. the second people learn they're part of a house that has only made evil wizards (a lie if there ever was one) and that no matter what they do, the wizarding world will always think of them as evil because of their house, why should they try to make anyone think otherwise? even if they become a great hero or, heck, a healer or professor, the second people learn that they were in slytherin, that person will automatically be aligned with evil. not through any fault of their own, of course, just due to stereotypes. the same thing happens with gryffindors and hufflepuffs, although not to the same extent. people often assume they aren't as smart as ravenclaws and slytherins even though some of the smartest wizards came out of those houses. one of the worst, though, is that if a kid isn't in gryffindor, they feel no need to be brave, slytherins especially. it took regulus eighteen years to find the courage to do what he knew was right, and even then he didn't do it in the light of day (i realize a quiet betrayal was probably more advantageous at the time, but there would have been many advantages to a loud one as well, namely more people would have known what he was doing and about the horcruxes, so his chance of death goes down and if he did die, more people would able to continue his work). snape also never officially declared his stance on blood purity, not even to dumbledore. we can't even use the mudblood incident as proof because he was just following the slytherins in a moment of emotional distress, and either way, that stance could have changed in the decades since the incident. and the only reason snape ever switched sides was because of lily, not any particular bravery on his part. if he used that slytherin cunning he was supposed to have had, he probably could have figured out dumbledore's plans much earlier and maybe not finally have let his bravery show in his fatal sacrifice. this example is a bit of a mess, but the takeaway is that the bravery prejudices (as well as all of the others) of each individual house cause strict boxes that persist even into adulthood causing negative repercussions for the victims of the stereotyping.

the intelligence stereotyping especially pisses me off if y'all couldn't tell, and the main reason for that is on behalf of neurodivergents. if a kid has a learning disability, or any disability really, they would have a very very hard time at hogwarts. remus had a much harder time than any of the other marauders, and his disability wasn't even a learning disability (or really considered a disability, just a personal failure cause wizards are fucking stupid). as far as we know, hogwarts doesn't have any procedures for kids with disabilities. they could just be on their own for all we know. with that in mind, how hard would it be for a neurodivergent kid to be in ravenclaw no matter how smart they are? just with ableist prejudice, our dominantly neurotypical world already tells them they aren't as smart as "normal" people. in gryffindor, they would be made fun of for being different. in ravenclaw and slytherin, they would be made fun of for not learning in the same way as everybody else. hufflepuff is the only that would give them a chance. not only that, but the entire hogwarts curriculum is dependent on a student's ability to read. what if a kid has dyslexia? what the hell are they supposed to do? pray someone will help with every homework assignment and potions class? does anyone remember what snape did when hermione tried to help neville? not a good option. with all of this going on, the chances of being in ravenclaw and succeeding with a learning disability become infinitesimal. using remus as a case study, wizards are constantly poised to attack anyone who is different. how can a kid possibly see themself as smart with all of this going on? just by attending hogwarts, they would most likely end up in gryffindor because of how damn brave that is, just like remus. but does this mean kids with learning disabilities aren't smart, cunning, or kind? no, but that is exactly what the housing system would have us believe. it goes both ways, too. what is the most likely house for a kid with savant syndrome (when someone with a developmental disorder such as autism has an amazing ability for something such as math and science)? i'm not sure how our academic subjects would transfer to magical subjects, but i would assume ravenclaw, just because of one heightened ability (amazingly heightened, but still). can someone with savant syndrome not be brave? hell no - they are just as brave for attending hogwarts as any other neurodivergent person. does this mean they are not cunning or kind? also no. would the housing system make them feel like smart is the only thing they will ever be? yes.

finally, and this is the big one, even when the stereotypes cause fights, even when they cause destruction of kids' mental states, and even when generalizations hurt kids once they've grown up, sometimes resulting in death, they are fucking encouraged, by everyone. the professors, dumbledore, parents, the ministry, even the goddamn students themselves. when kids from separate houses fight and argue, they aren't told that interhouse relationships are important, and that the houses need to respect each other. there is not one single thing that encourages interhouse communication besides a couple unnamed clubs and the DA which purposefully excluded slytherins. they are told, however, typically by their head of house and sometimes dumbledore and their parents, that the opposing house was just being too [insert house stereotype] and that they can finish the fight by winning the house cup or the next quidditch match. this is a horrible system that encourages fighting by taking the blame off students when they do something wrong and removing their responsibility to be better. this is part of why i love mcgonagall - while she does favor gryffindors, she makes sure her students know when they did something wrong whereas snape always finds a way to blame a gryffindor. this leads me into my next point: blantant favoritism. dumbledore literally manipulated the house cup in harry's first year specifically to replace a slytherin win with a gryffindor win, and snape is just as bad. we hear about how snape bullied neville all the time because of his potential to have saved lily, but he also bullied the other gryffindors a lot, too. he said out loud in front of hermione's peers that he didn't see a difference between the super long ever growing teeth and her normal overbite. he made fun of seamus for constantly setting things on fire. he bullied harry just as bad if not worse than draco did (i realize this was in part because of james, but harry was also lily's kid. you'd think that would count for something). umbridge attempted to hand the slytherins everything on a silver platter just because they were the "evil, pure" house, yet she made the gryffindors fight for everything. the prefects and head boy and girl frequently threatened to take house points from the other houses for small, petty reasons, and they were never discouraged or reprimanded for that. in this sort of environment, it's no wonder there were so many fights and there were always kids in the hospital wing. hogwarts was basically a building full of angry, prejudiced, scared, hormonal teenagers with loaded weapons.

no fucking wonder it's so easy for evil wizards to rise to the top in england.

here's the link to part one

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