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fl3shm4id3n · 1 year

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𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖆 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖀𝖘

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲/𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ɴᴇᴛᴇʏᴀᴍ x ɢɴ! ɴᴀ'ᴠɪ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴀᴏ'ɴᴜɴɢ

Tw: y/n being a bit mean, wounds, bit of jealousy, hunting, blood, skinning, cooking

Author’s note: I hope you guys like this part too, the reason why I used jaguar patterns on the na’vi was because I looked up an animals the Mayans worshipped and I came across the Jaguars. Writing about food makes me hungry XD

P.s. Also, idk how many parts of this series I should make, perhaps another ten? Or thirteen maybe?

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After breakfast, while Neytiri and Ronal went to talk with Nicté, both Y/n and Yolotli guided the boys around, showing them places they could go explore and such. The whole time, Y/n had been talking along with swearing in Yucatec, both Neteyam and Ao’nung had no idea what they had been saying, Yolotli had to translate to them, she apologized when Y/n had calledd them an insult such as ‘Idiota’, it was their own word for Skxawng.

The group of teens had arrived at a small opening in the forest, that was around where the volcano was. Some girls who they assumed were y/n’s friends tagged along, again speaking in Yucatec to one another. They kept looking at them males and saying things about them, some had been staring a bit to long at them, even giving them smiles and giggling when they caught the boys off guard.

“Okay, first, you must make a bond with the Nì’awve “ she said, turning to the woods and began to make a hissing noise, having her tongue between her teeth. Then movements from the bushes came, two large creatures came out. they were large snakes with coal colored skin that apparently was hard as the volcanic rock, they were almost as big as a Thanator. “You must bond with them, once the bond is done, then you will learn the ways of how to control fire” she said.

Y/n had been chating with her friends, then she saw that the Ni’awve had arrived, then stopped and said. “Le ba'ala' kun u jats'utsile' “ this should be fun, then they departed from her friends walked over next to Yolotli. “Who wants to go first? I mean unless you’re scared” they said making the other girls laugh. Yolotli gave them a warning look. Neteyam and Ao’nung looked at one another. “I’ll go” Neteyam said walking over.

“Okay, just stay calm” Yolotli said as she helped Neteyam get onto the beast. “Its important to have a good position” she said as she began to position him the proper way. Yolotli then carefully went behind the beast’s head and got a small antenna. “Here, make the bond” she said as Neteyam then grabbed his queue and attached it to the beasts. Then the Ni’awve began to shift harshly, but he held on tightly to the beasts. “Its okay, be calm” Yolotli said as Y/n was holding back laughter “you also, might want to hang on tightly” they said as then the Beast just took off.

Neteyam held onto it for dear life, the Ni’awve was going too fast, he tried to remain calm but the beasts movements were making it difficult. The beast continued to move fast and out of control, then out of no where the animal had thrown Neteyam off. He had landed on the floor hard, while he was laying on the floor in pain, he heard the group of girls and Y/n laughing their heads off.

“Neteyam!” Yolotli shouted as she ran over to the boy on the ground. “Are you okay?” she asked, helping him sit up. “Yeah, just... in pain” he said rubbing his back. “Its okay, I fell my first time too, would you like to try another day?” she asked then Neteyam shook his head. “No, I’ll do it again” he said as Yolotli nodded and helped him up, walking over to where the beast went, back to the group.

Y/n was still chuckling with tears in her eyes, Neteyam also noticed that Ao’nung was trying so hard not to laugh. “Sorry, its just” Ao’nung said as he then just laughed. Neteyam glared at him, this reminded him of the time when Lo’ak had fallen off his Ilu. “Are you going again or have you give up already?” y/n asked Neteyam who walked over back to the beast. “I’m going again” he said as Yolotli got a settle for the beast, she got it from one of the girls who was holding two saddles. Once she put the settle on the beast, Neteyam hopped on, sitting on the beast’s back. “Suit yourself” y/n said smirking at them. Yolotli gave Neteyam an apologetic look “be careful” she said.

Neteyam connected his queue into the beast, then the beast took off again. This time Neteyam was holding tightly onto the saddle. When the beast took off, this time Neteyam held on tightly into the saddle, he was going to bond with the beast no matter what, even if he had to fall accouple more times, he will bond with it. After a little while from riding the Ni’awve he didn’t fall, this time the creature seemed more friendly towards him. He had bonded with the beast.

He let out a victory cry, also seeing that the group of girls looked stoned, they celebrated as well. Yolotli ran over to him with a smile on her face. “You did it! You bonded!” smiling at him. Neteyam had forgotten about his injury, after wards he then felt the pain come back. The adrenaline had worn off and he groaned in pain. Yolotli than helped him down from his now beast. “You okay?” she asked as he just nodded. “Yeah, it just hurts” he mumbled as Yolotli walked him over to y/n.

“Y/n/n? Can you take Neteyam to mama?” she asked as y/n who had not said a word nodded. “Yeah, lets go” they said, leading Neteyam away while Yolotli helped Ao’nung. As they walked side to side, y/n spoke. “I had to admit, that was impressive of you Netnet” they said smirking at the boy, they noticed how his cheeks turned purple. “Thank you” he said as they both arrived at a small hut

It was similar to a home like his temporary one, except there was a small cot, two little stoles, some herbs hanging on the wall, and on the middle was small fire bit, which was lit while a small caldron hanged above the fire. He saw a woman there, she was making something on the small table that was on the corner of the hut. “Mama? I need your help” y/n said as the woman turn to look at her.

The woman was just like everyone else, pale skin, and dotted patterns. Her eyes were a golden color, her hair was as long as her queue, she was wearing an bld dark blue huipil skirt with different patterns, that went from her waist to her calves, she had no top on, thankfully her hair was the thing that covered her chest. She had also had a symbol drawn on her chest and others symbols on her cheeks near her mouth. She had wooden earrings and a piercing at the bottom of her lip just like Yolotli. Neteyam did not miss her beauty, she seemed as if she was gift from Eywa.

“Oh, what happened?” the women asked, taking Neteyam by the arm gently, guiding him to sit on the stole. “He fell off the Ni’awve” y/n said chuckling, the woman examined him. There were some scrapes on his back and elbows, the woman then got some water from a bucket and began to clean his wounds with a cloth. She had a very gentle touch “y/n make some tea” the woman said as y/n nodded and got to making tea. They took some dried herbs from the wall and got to work, crushing the leaves and putting them in the caldron with water to boil.

After the woman was done cleaning his wounds, she got a little bowl with a strange colored paste and began to put some of the paste on him. Neteyam winced in pain, it burned. “I’m sorry that it hurts, but this should heal your wounds.” The woman said as she she continued. Y/n had approached with a cup, that had the steaming tea and handed it to the woman. “Here drink this, it may taste bad but it will help with the pain, it best to drink it hot” she said smiling. Neteyam nodded and drank the tea fast, it tasted horrible and it was hot.

“Oh, how rude of me, I haven’t introduced myself. My name is Patli, I am the mother of both y/n and Yolotli.” She said kindly at the boy. “Its a pleasure to meet you” he said smiling at her. Patli smiled and walked over to the table that had freshly cut herbs, taking some and tied them with a smile string. She walked over and handed them to him, along with a little wooden tin with that paste. “If the pain comes back, you can make a tea with these herbs or you can chew them. They should take the pain away.” She said kindly. “Thank you ma’am” Neteyam said respectfully to her.

“Okay, we’ll be on our way” y/n said as Patli pulled them into a side hug and kissed their forehead. “Stay out of trouble now” she said as but y/n let out a dramatic gasp “me? causing trouble? never” they said as Patli gave her a look of ‘I know how you are’. Both y/n and Neteyam walked out of the hut. “Patli is very nice” Neteyam said as y/n responded as they walked back to where the rest of the teens were. “I mean, where do you think Yolotli got her kindness?” they said. “So, it was her that birthed her?” he asked as y/n nodded. “Yup! and my other mother Nicte gave birth to me” they said. Now it made since, y/n shared a lot of Nicte’s traits and Yolotli shared a lot from Patli’s traits.

When they returned to the spot, Ao’nung was on the back of an Ni’awve, he seemed to had got the hang of beast, he probably already bonded with it. The group of girls then spotted Neteyam and ran towards his direction, all the girls had tried to get a hold of him. “That was so amazing!” one of them said, then another much taller girl chimed in “yeah, who would of thought a forest na’vi would bond with a Ni’awve” she said a bit too flirty. Other girls had chimed in talking over each other, completing Neteyam.

Y/n had been watching the whole time, and for some reason, they did not liked how her friends were putting hands on the boy na’vi. They glared at the group of girls trying to get Neteyam’s attention. “He is a ladies magnet alright” Ao’nung who was now standing next to you said. “Really?” y/n asked looking at him, the Metkayina boy nodded “Yup, back home he had a load of girls chasing after him.” He said as Y/n continued to watch. “Where is Yolotli?” they asked “oh, she went with my mother and Neytiri, she said she wanted to teach them how to cook stuff from here.” He said.

Then y/n got an idea “would you like to go hunting?” they asked as Ao’nung saw the smirk on their face, a toothy smirk he already knew to well. He couldn’t help but also notice some jade gems on their teeth. “Sure, why not” he said as Neteyam had managed to get away from the group of girls towards Ao’nung and y/n. “What are you two planning?” he asked as y/n responded. “We’re going hunting, I want to see how good you are” they said as they began to walk away. The boys followed y/n, they had gone towards her home which was the giant pyramid. They walked all the way to the top, y/n had no problem, but both Ao’nung and Neteyam got exhausted, as soon as they got to the top, they dropped to the floor trying to catch their breath. Y/n had gone in to get their weapon of choice.

Once they came out, they had three spears, a knife and a Macuahuitl. “Come on, lets go” they said walking down the steps. The boys looked at each other then groaned. They all walked down the steps, again both boys were exhausted. The trio reached the forest, then y/n began to give each boy a spear. They had tied their Macuahuitl onto their hip. “Okay, now that we are all set, lets go.” They said as they went into the woods.

They went deep into the woods, trying to find a prey. They continued to walk until y/n stopped. “Listen” they said, they all stayed quiet, listening to the forest at first but they began to hear heavy sounds, sounds of an animal. Y/n then began to climb on a tree, Neteyam followed while Ao’nung also followed but he had was having a difficult time climbing. Y/n crawled near a hug branch, staying quiet as possible, looking down, spotting a Tapirus, by it self, eating the grass peacefully.

y/n turned to see the boys behind them, they lifted their finger to their lip, signaling them to stay quiet. They then got their spear, aiming the weapon towards the animal. y/n waited for a bit before throwing the weapon, hitting the creature in the right spot, instantly killing it. “Yes!” y/n said in victory, both Neteyam and Ao’nung were surprised. “Damn” Neteyam said as Ao’nung had his jaw dropped. “I guess we’ll be having menudo or may be Chile Colorado” they said as they jumped down to retrieve the creature, the boys followed behind. “Chile what now?” Ao’nung said confused making y/n roll their eyes. “Chile Colorado, its a dish, very spicy, the spicier the better for me” they said.

Y/n pulled out the spear from the creature, getting some blood on them, some landed on their face. They touched the spot on their cheek which had blood, and they licked the blood of their fingers. Neteyam and Ao’nung looked at one another surprised by their action. “So, where else should we hunt for?” they asked as Neteyam then said “Fish? Do you guys eat fish?” he asked as y/n responded “we rarely eat fish, we like to eat meat, we could go for some fish” they said. Y/n had picked up the animal, carrying it on their back as if it were nothing to them.

“Would you like me to carry it for you?” Neteyam asked as y/n looked at him with an eye brow raised. “Are you sure?” they asked as Neteyam nodded. “Okay” they said removing the animal from their back and put it on Neteyam’s back. As soon as the beast was on his back, he nearly fell, the creature was heavier than him, he tried to stay up the creature’s heaviness was greater. “You need help there?” Ao’nung asked with a smirk. “N-no.. I’m doing just fine” he said as he nearly was about to fall. “Yeah, give it here” y/n said taking the creature off his back. “You okay?” they asked Neteyam who was catching his breath. “Never.. been better..” he said trying to catch his breath.

They continued their hunting. They had arrived at a river nearby, both boys had jumped into the water in search for fish. They had been in the river for a while, catching as many fish as they could. After a while they had got a lot of fish, enough for a lot of people eat. They began to head back to the village, back to the boy’s temporary home. Yolotli had been there helping both Ronal and Neytiri with the cooking. She had brought them a clay cooking pot along with other dishes. “We’re back” Neteyam said getting their attention. “Oh you brought Tapirus” Yolotli said as Y/n placed the creature down “yeah, we could teach them how to make Chile Colorado.” They suggested, as Yolotli responded. “That sounds good, I’ll have to go get some Red Chiles though” she said giving both Ronal and Neytiri a polite smile and living to get red chiles.

Y/n began to skin the animal while both Ao’nung and Neteyam watched, as they skinned the fish they brought. The boys had skinned animals before, but they this was different, they watched them with fascination, as if they wanted to watch them do this for a life time. They were both snapped out of their thought when Ronal had called them over to bring her the fish. Y/n had put the remainings of the animal in a basket so that they could feed it to the Ni’awve. Yolotli had returned with the chiles. That whole after noon they had been cooking. Since they were going to stay with them for a while, they might as well learn.

Yolotli had been teaching both adult women how to make the red Chile Sause, while y/n was showing the two boys how to cook the Tapirus meet for the stew. They also added other ingredients to the stew. They had also introduced them to red rice. After the food was ready, Neteyam and Ao’nung had invited both y/n and Yolotli to stay for dinner, as a way to thank them in helping them that they. They both stayed to eat dinner with the family.

Everyone was talking about their day and other stuff that will be happening towards the week. During the conversation, Ao’nung mouth had been on fire, due to the food being very spicy, he nearly drank all the water just to cool off his tongue. Y/n had been laughing since they weren’t used to eating spicy things. Both Y/n and Yolotli had been eating the spicy stew as if it were no problem. After dinner, y/n and Yolotli helped clean up and left back home due to getting dark.

That night both Neteyam and Ao’nung couldn’t really sleep, they had been thinking y/n and y/n only. They really couldn’t understand why they had been thinking of the Tsahìk ‘s child. They weren’t sure why, but they both knew that sooner or later something more might happen.

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twotangledsisters · 9 months

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Things I hadn't noticed before in Destinies Collide - Rapunzel's Return

Sat down with @the-writer1988 to rewatch these four episodes and I love this show soo much! There are so many tiny details, here are some I noticed for the first time today!

The baby raven (nobody will convince me it's not Hamuel) in Eugene's mother's hands!

The Edmund and brotherhood stained glass window!

All of these wanted posters are stamped by Corona.

Either Eugene did not leave that poor Kingdom alone, they had too much money for the ink or the ravens just had a favourite poster kingdom xD

Cass not hugging her back... Probably the last person to notice this ever but oh my did it hurt.

How fast Eugene is to cling to Rapunzel! Like any sudden movements and he's on her.... He must have been so scared. I love New Dream.

Cassandra is terrified of these powers for a moment here.

Look at the horse sculpture on the table! Is it Eugene? I like to think so, sounds like something Rapunzel would do, sculpt Eugene all cool on a horse!

Given my poor memory and eyesight none of this are likely new to most people but I thought I'd share my excitement cause I'm just so in love with this show.

#tts #rta #tangled the series #rapunzel's tangled adventure #rambles

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kyojurosprettygirl · 8 months

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If you're willing to write for demons, can you do a short Akaza x fem slayer story?? One where the reader keeps chasing him because he refuses to fight her on account of her being a woman? It could be a cute enemies to rivals to lovers, maybe even be a little angsty. I would imagine the y/n's bewilderment that the gosh darn uppermoon 3 wouldn't kill her, or that she's insulted that he refuses to fight.

a/n: OH EM GEE. NONNIE THIS IS PURE GOLD. i feel you've read my mind , and it's a little scary . i've had smth similar in my head for MONTHS and you don't know how excited i am to write this now that i have a baseline!!! XD this has given me much more inspiration for it and surprisingly more leeway . it's kind of hard to keep my stories short... ;;; I HOPE YOU ENJOY REGARDLESS X)))) I WONT LIE, this was super hard to write.

the sun will always rise.

Akaza x Demon Slayer! Fem! reader

for each and every kill a slayer makes, it counts as a single but notable step toward the designated finish line. the finish line where humans will be safe from harm; where a corps dedicated to killing demons wouldn't have the need to exist. it should be a simple thing, you realize. in hindsight, people think you just train, kill, and repeat, until finally your flame dies out and your just another warrior who's sacrificed their life without a name left behind, depending on how much you killed that is.

In reality, though, the corps is much more complex. There are ranks, hidden villages, hidden faces, and most notably demons who were once human too. who were once filled with their own ideologies, their own minds and voices, they were once a full glass rather than an empty shell of what once was. Some, too far gone, others, just unfortunate people who fell into the deep end. It is when you fight with a demon when the complexity really set's in, you hear them, feel them even, and although some are easy to ignore, other's are much harder. and for you, it was always harder, your empathetic nature toying with your mind and heart. it was something you connect well with the young slayer you've come to know as Tanjiro, but you differ in one thing, you find killing the demons much easier than he does. choosing to ignore their pasts to reduce the risk of dying, using the most painful form you know on them. It's how you got into this mess to begin with.

your feet ache, burn even, trying their hardest to keep up with your mind who seems to not have any limits. your fingers are numb, your cheeks burn, and your neck itches from the cloth constantly rubbing on it because of the frantic movement. for the second time tonight, another strong demon made it's way into your line of vision. though its more unfortunate for them than it is for you, you're still human and your body begs to succumb to the comfortable earth below you. the fight was drawn out, too much for your liking, making your patience to run extremely thin. dodging it's attacks left and right, you spoke out to the demon, surprisingly finally hitting a nerve. when the demon had stopped to tell you it's sorrows, how it feels, you called a form and decapitated it without second thought, it having given you an opening. you dropped your blade and keeled to where it's head laid and you gently picked it up, facing it toward you.

"I wish you a comfortable trip to hell." you rasp out. gently placing it's head on the ground as the sun rises, it's body ashing out into nothing. you sigh and look at the unlit part of the forest, noticing piercing eyes in the shadows. in curiosity, you appear infront of the demon in a split second, him barley dodging your blade. his eyes go wide in surprise and he groans in frustration, disappearing into what's left of the dark. he was gone just as fast as you appeared and you decided to ignore it, convincing yourself it was simply your lack of sleep.

but it happened again. and again. and you began to grow frustrated. you began to seek the demon out, and every time you got close, he'd dodge and refuse to fight you. At first, it was one-sided, where you seeked him out, he tried to avoid you, just wanting to complete muzans orders, but the closer you got to tracking him down, you began to interfere greatly with his orders. orders of which when failed to complete, he'd have his blood wrung dry, but still keeping his morale of not intentionally hurting you. you were a woman, it would be wrong. and, it was your job. could he really blame you?

"what the hell." he thinks, as he dodges another one of your hits, you're much faster than what he's used to, so you must be a high ranked slayer. He splays his arm out in an attempt to grab your blade from you when he heals the blade into his skin , but it's futile when you catch onto it and twist, creating another wound where you have enough time it grab it back. as the sun began to creep up, he knew he had to get out of the fight quickly, but he knew you well enough to the point where you wouldn't drop it that easy. you huffed, a slight smile gracing your features, and for a moment he's enamored, your strength is admirable and your beauty shines through the roughness of your hits, but he doesn't stare too long. Instead, he runs from under you when you jump, and runs deep into the dark forest. He hears your scream of frustration as you begin to chase after him, except going the opposite direction. he exhales, you were going to be a problem, he could already feel it. so he opted from then on to hide away from you, knowing you were constantly chasing to kill him.

sooner or later though, for every slayer he was ordered to kill, you'd come in and save double. For every place he managed to hide himself in, you'd cover them head to toe in wisteria poison residue. For every item he'd need to retrieve, you'd try to combat with him, leaving him no choice but to leave and go back empty handed. you can only imagine how angered he was becoming. where he'd usually draw fights out, get to know the powerful slayers, and even give them more chances to kill him, he found himself just wanting to kill them immediately as a means to save himself from your wrath. you were everywhere, wherever he was, you somewhere were always there. he figured it was your crow. It was getting to the point where he was thinking of letting go of his morals, maybe you would be the only exception to his rule. he hated your existence, and was hoping another demon would do the job for him. he realized you were specifically targeting him, and it's what angered him even more. he decided he'd start to put his hand's on you, and use a few words, maybe then you'll get off his ass.

you panted as you finally managed to get him on the ground. he had no way out of this, unless he hurt you, and oh was he tempted. you make a move to cut his head off, a gleam of relief running in your eyes, one he caught onto. he then grabbed your hips and rolled into a position where you laid under him, getting off as fast as he could and attempting to take his leave. you grunt, chasing him and he grabs your wrist before your blade could make contact with him. 'why won't he just fight back.' you think, your eyes widening at how gentle his grasp was. you furrow your brow, jerking your hand off and kicking him, creating a wave of dirt dusting over your vision. "why do you run from me! just get up and fight me!" frustration was evident in your voice, and he laughed at it. god, you sounded like inosuke, you realize. "you just don't give up." he grunts, he looks you in the eyes and you realize he's an uppermoon. "because you are a woman." and at that your face is one of bewilderment. 'this entire time!' you think. you make a move to throw him deeper into the forest but he dodges and runs into the forest. again. you groan and notice the sun was beginning to peak from the horizon. "it's now or never, demon!" you scream, and chase after him. it was a fruitless chase.

he thought it would have led to you giving up, but it instead became a game of cat and mouse. whenever you did encoutner him, you'd push for answers, for him to just hit you back, deem you worhty of his time, but he just rushed out of the match. leaving you at the same time the moon did.

his comment made you assume you thought he was weak, and knowing he was uppermoon three fed into those assumptions. he only ever fought the highest rank slayers, you noted, and he was almost always victorious in them, except for those who made it til sunrise, two to be exact, and they would talk about how he just never gave up, how he seemed eager to elongate their fight. although, that was years ago, and you weren't even sure if he was considered the third uppermoon then. this continued on for months, and fueled your ambition even more. yet as the days passed, you began to falter more and more, your spark dimming by the seconds. you felt weak, and knowing you weren't was different than feeling you weren't, you felt unworthy, and a demon's word's shouldn't hit as deep as Akazas did. he fought Rengoku, a hashira you grew to know well, and from what he had told you, you just grew insecure. you felt guilty, he survived by a single thread, and instead of wanting to avenge him, you just wanted to be recognized by the demon. you selfishly wanted him to ask you to be a demon, to ask for your name and say that you were gifted. you had soon given up on the chase, guilt eating at you faster than the fire you had in you did. but the fire of wanting to kill him remained in you regardless, laying dormant and behind your old wounds.

as you walk mindlessly, you only notice the moon when you walk into a small running river, the coldness easing the ache in your feet. it was a long day, and you'd just completed a mission the master had given you. you sit on a rock and let the water dance around your ankles, giggling when small pebbles tickled you. you sigh and close your eyes and enjoy the night, trying to find the person you once were before encountering the demon. he hadn't left your mind since, and knowing his name had simply made it harder. your brows furrow in subconscious annoyance. you were sick, sick of him unintentionally controlling your life. "fuck off , Akaza" you groan, opening your eyes. and as the saying goes, speak of the devil and he shall appear. you jump and squeal when he suddenly appears next to you, the height difference increasing as he isn't sitting down. "what the Fuck." you say, trying to get your blade, but stopping when he just laughs. it's soft, and you decide to just give up. he notices your lack of reaction, and sits next to you on the ground. at this point you were both at eye level, and you felt embarrassed that you needed a rock to reach his eyes while sitting. he doesn't know what to say, and neither do you, your interactions were only your attempts to kill him, and him trying to avoid your strikes. you break the silence. "why are you here." and he hears your voice differently for the first time. rasps he's gotten used to aren't there, and it lacks loudness. it's silky, and it pricks at his skin. he can admire you now, he thinks, and he savors every second. he decides to respond truthfully. "i want to know your name." you gasp, its almost ghostly sounding, but he catches on. you feel regret fill your mouth the same way saliva does before you vomit, but instead it's for being happy about a demon asking for your name, and the acidity soon to come is you giving it to him. you contemplate it, and you face him, his breath hitches at finally seeing your relaxed face. your crazy wild eyes are now sharp and gleam the same way gold would, your mouth isn't in a tight frown but instead a slight smile, he assumes it's how it naturally falls. you open your mouth to speak, before your brows furrow, an expression he's gotten used to. "you don't need it." you state. your tone is firm and a familiar coldness returns to it. he hums, "but i wan't it" you tilt your neck back, and sigh, 'oh what the hell'. "y/n." your gaze turns to him and he feels his blood rush, he hates how you easily put him in a trance. "i wan't to kill you." you say boldly, and he lets out a laugh before he realizes your serious. "do you even hear yourself?" and he laughs again. you grab your blade and stab it into his heart, a hit that would have killed anybody normal. "loud and clear, uppermoon three." and he gets goosebumps from your voice. Akaza decides to humor you, and grabs your blade to throw it at you, knowing you would easily avoid it. he sees excitement in your face and smiles at it, it wouldn't hurt to humor you, he just needed to be very careful. Although your skeptical you decide if you die fighting him, people would see it as an honorable death, and it would ease you in your final moments.

Akaza felt guilty. he was there for one reason only. to kill you. it was an order from muzan, and as much as he wanted to remain loyal to the man, he couldn't. "you aren't serving me as efficiently as before, I believe it's the Kinoe." he was right. and it was then when he stated he was to kill her, or he'd kill them both himself. He wasn't going to kill you himself, he was going to have a smaller demon do the work for him, but he wanted to know you, wanted to do what he couldn't do before. He was gravitating toward you, and he wasn't given any room to pull way. He thought it'd be okay to let you spend our last moments doing what you wanted. To fight him.

But the fight turned a different way than he thought.

each sentence you spoke, each sassy remark, you'd made him more intrigued. he found himself wanting to know everything about you, and as the night went on, after you cleanly sliced the lower demons dead and continued to speak as if nothing happened, he felt he was ready to give up his loyalties. he was afraid, you spoke for the entire night and he had to decide to kill you and execute his duties as muzans right hand, or, if he'd die with you. as the sun rose, reminding him the same way an hourglass would, he decides to run. again. but this time, with a promise to see you again. you land one more hit and he trips you, catching your arm before you hurt yourself on a jagged rock. he positions you as you catch your balance, and he holds your blade in his hand, his palm bleeding as he digs it deeper. "you could use more work on your form." he chuckles, and you simply snicker. "i haven't done this fighting style for hundreds of years y'know." he hums, and walks into the forest, he needed an excuse, and a way to hide the night he went through from muzan.

deep shit, you think.

this continues again, and again, until eventually, you know more of Akaza than you do your own family. night after night, saying goodbye when the sun rose. he was able to make it seem like you'd been killed, ofcourse not with his own hands, muzan wouldn't believe it, and you never got in the way of his missions.

it felt wrong, but the way he ignited you pushed you to continue the growing relationship. but you knew deep down, eventually it would slip, and muzan would find out, if not him, then your comrades. but to both you, you stopped minding it.

you were killed, in a torturous way infront of akaza, muzan had found out, and it was one of the moments that made it easier for him to not grow his head back when decapitated. he figured if it was you who he was meeting again, then maybe death was the answer.

funfact! he refused to let you walk with him to hell. he made sure you both wen't separate ways, but once he made it far enough, you ran back to him and you both fell to the depths together.

'you don't belong here.'

'i do. if i was a saint, i would have never met you.'

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer x reader #kny #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer fic #demon slayer headcannons #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #akaza #kny akaza #akaza x reader #demon slayer akaza #akaza kimetsu no yaiba #rengoku kyojuro #upper moons #upper moon three #akaza x y/n #akaza x you

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caffeine-clouds · 1 year

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Sonadow prompts??? Uhhhh they’re fighting, like. Accidentalky kiss and they both just freak out because it was weird but they kinda like it???

((Hi khalewren!!! Thanks for the prompt! Mentioning @glass-teeth01 since they suggested something similar as one of theirs. Hope you like my take! More of a Shadow freak out than anything else XD)) An Accidental Kiss

They were at it again.

Birds scattered - fleeing from the treelines as the hedgehogs tore through the forest - leaving chaos and destruction in their wake.

Sonic shot through the air towards him, intending to land a homing attack. Shadow's frown deepened as he waited for Sonic to be nearer. His patience was rewarded as he was finally able to swing his leg back and launch a kick at the hedgehog - sending him flying. Sonic untucked mid-air, a surprised expression on his face that was quicky suppressed by a grin. He landed on his feet, then charged forward. He tried to punch Shadow, but he quicky ducked underneath.

The blue hedgehog was ready though, using his other hand to quickly punch Shadow's face. Shadow grimaced, stumbling back. Sonic tried to take advantage of his state - launching blows in quick succession - punches and kicks combined.

Shadow was fast enough to dodge all of them though. Amidst the attacks - Shadow remained patient for the opportune moment to strike.

At last, there was an opening. Shadow kicked Sonic in the stomach in an attempt to get the other hedgehog on the ground.

His plan did work... just not in the way he had expected.

It all went too fast to process. Shadow tripped on something - whether it was a stick or a vine - he couldn't really say. All he knew for certain was that it sent him toppling on top of his adversary, forcing them to fall to the ground.

Their lips crashed.

They both winced in pain as they could feel their teeth scrape against each other's. Their foreheads knocked, forcing their heads to swing back to create a much-needed distance between their faces.

Shadow had gripped onto Sonic's shoulders, keeping him pinned to the dirt floor. While on top of the blue hedgehog, he could clearly see Sonic's wide-eyed face and the hint of pink on his cheeks. As ungraceful and rough the experience had been - the truth of it couldn't be denied. Their lips had made contact.

They had kissed.

A painful one - a miserable experience, the opposite of what they were supposed to be... but a kiss nonetheless.

The fur on Shadow's arms raised in agitation. He could feel himself shiver as realization begun to dawn on him.

"Uhm..." Sonic broke their silence, "... was that your... first time...?"

"What-?"

"Yikes, my dude," Sonic grimaced.

"What's that supposed to mean?" A growl edged Shadow's voice.

"It's just, eh, your technique could use some work... Just sayin'."

"Sonic!" Shadow exclaimed his name in exhasperation. "You know full well that was an accident. I'm not stupid, I know how to kiss-"

"Prove it." Sonic cut in.

"Excuse... me?"

"What's the matter, Shads? All bark and no bite?" Sonic smirked up at him. "Talk is cheap, you know."

"But how am I supposed to...?" Shadow's voice trailed off as he came the steady realization that he was bluffing. He'd never kissed anyone before and had never bothered to learn how. He didn't think he'd ever need it.

Now, his rival was challenging him, and if Shadow didn't think of something quickly - it would be another victory that Sonic would rub in his face, and an embarrassing one at that...

Shadow stared in confusion, squinting his eyes slightly. He was met with Sonic's face - the epitome of smugness as he quirked up an eyebrow.

Shadow leaned down, but paused on the way - taking a moment to glance at Sonic, making sure he was reading the situation correctly.

He saw Sonic's eyes flutter shut, and Shadow felt comfortable enough to make it all the way down, softening his grip, and tilting his head to avoid bumping noses.

The hedgehogs pressed their lips together. Shadow's movements were slow in his uncertainty, and Sonic's kiss was tender - softer than anything he'd known from the blue hedgehog before. Shadow could feel his heart flutter in his chest, taken aback by the vulnerability that Sonic was willing to display. There was something special about it - like a flower in a garden that blossomed only for him.

The world fell still - not a sound to be heard, not even the rustling of the trees. It was all defeaned by Sonic's delicate show of love.

Despite the unexpected gentleness, Shadow had to quickly pull his head back - shaking his head agressively. That kind of affection... it was so new to him, he had no idea how to process it or what to do with himself. He took a deep breath despite having enough air.

Looking back down at Sonic, he could see a concerned expression on the other hedgehog's face. It quickly dissapeared - being replaced with a smile.

"I expected something a lot more aggressive," Sonic admitted, "Colour me surprised."

"I-" Shadow's breath hitched in his throat.

Sonic chuckled lightly. "Heh, suppose it wasn't too bad," he remarked. "You'll get better though. With time."

"With... time?" Shadow breathed out.

Shadow's cheeks felt like they were burning. Sonic had slowed down... for his sake. He felt as though if he spent anymore time here, his head might explode - he stumbled back to his feet.

"We... will not speak of this again." Shadow tried to keep his voice steady, failing miserably. "That was just to prove a point!"

"Sure thing, Shads."

"I'm just- I'm going... now- Farewell." Shadow's exit was awkward as he turned quickly to hide his blushing face, skating off in an instant.

Somehow, Sonic had gotten yet another victory.

#sonadow #sonic oneshot #what can i say? i was in the mood for fluff #and Sonic is a cocky bastard #but Shadow is so new to this

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hacked-by-jake · 2 years

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Jake NSFW Alphabet - New and revised version

A/n: Hey, dear detectives. As you may have heard by now, I wrote a NSFW alphabet for Jake almost two years ago. However, from today’s point of view, this is just incredibly terrible, so I wrote this here on my own behalf. Don’t worry, I won’t delete the other one, but it’s uncomfortable for me and that’s why I have this now. But don’t get too hopeful. It’s definitely better than the first one, but in my opinion it’s far from perfect. And I think, actually I don’t have to say this, I do it anyway: This is of course only my headcanon as I think it could fit to Jake. It’s not canon, not a must. You can imagine it any way you want. :) By the way, please forgive the absolutely boring headcanon at 'W', I couldn’t think of anything better at that moment. I still hope you will like it at least a little bit, sorry for any mistakes you find. If I still find something I will definitely edit it. Okay, enough talking. Thanks for listening and have fun. ❤️ -> Here you come to the first attempt. (Read it only if you don’t care about your time) xD -> I tried to write MC as sex/gender neutral as possible

Warning: Mention of smut // definitely more explicit description sometimes // strong language // light dom!Jake // choking // mentioning and using toys // masturbation // Mention of Oral (both receive & give) // If you want me to add more please let me know

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

As long as Jake can touch you, he likes everything, whether it’s talking, keeping quiet, just catching your breath and grinning. Maybe you just keep silent while you snuggle up and listen to each other’s breath, or you talk about everything. You talk about the sex, what you liked, or you just exchange words in love.

"I love you so much, so incredibly much." - "You’re so incredibly beautiful." - "Your skin feels so good." - "I’m glad to have you. You make me the happiest person in the world."

Or you just cuddle, maybe you’re silent and just enjoying your time. Maybe you turn on a movie or a series or you listen to music.

Actually, it doesn’t matter as long as you two can touch each other. Hold each other’s hand, press your bodies together and wrap your arms around the other.

But maybe you also take a relaxing shower or a bath together to be able to rest completely.

What Jake will definitely do, he’ll make sure you’re okay and everything’s fine. He will help you clean you up if necessary. Maybe one of you will get something to drink or something similar, if this is not available at the moment in the bedroom. No matter what, Jake will keep asking you if you’re okay.

B = Body part (their favorite body part)

Oh, Jake loves your hands and your neck, really, he loves to feel your hands on his body. When your fingertips dance over his skin, the tingle he feels. The slight tickle that makes him breathe shakily every time and makes him intensify his actions. And he loves how your hands glide through his hair. Like your nails scratching his skin and sending light, very sweet waves of pain through his body. He loves it when your hands get caught in his hair or you, to stop or to tease him, wrap your fingers around his strands to pull them until the sweet hiss leaves his lips and he has to bend the head to your movement, so that the pain subsides a little bit. Even if he doesn’t want it at all.

And he loves your neck. Your neck is beautiful and he loves the reactions he can elicit when he kisses the right places, bites easily into your skin or sucks on your skin. He loves to feel your fast pulse on his lips whenever he touches you there. Whether he feels it through his lips or over his hands and fingers when he closes his hand around your throat and watches you as you throw your head in the neck and your eyes look at him slightly anxious and yet full of confidence and trust, while the air slowly leaves your lungs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Cum is wonderful, oh so incredibly sweet, none of you have problems with it, no literally fear of contact, it’s one of the best parts of the whole. To observe the other and to see and feel the full release and to feel how the whole body tenses. The pleasurable moaning squeezed out between the lips of the partner and the thought of being the reason for this feeling is incredible. Body fluids of any form are part of it and show the pure pleasure and satisfaction. None of you care in a negative context, on the contrary, if it goes well, you can still shower together afterwards.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Jake’s dirty secret is definitely that he enjoys watching you without you seeing him. He loves watching you through your camera when you take a shower, for example. Every time you write him that you are going to take a shower, you yourself either places your phone so that he can watch you or he will ask if it would be okay for you. If you say no, he would absolutely understand and accept it and not do it, even if he could. But you know you can trust him, so you know he won’t do anything you don’t want.

But if you say yes, you will place the phone so that the young hacker can have a good view of you. Jake will definitely enjoy sitting in his dark room watching your hands glide over your own body without even looking at him once. How you sigh with pleasure when the warm water runs over your skin. Or how you give yourself the joy and redemption you want and need with the thought of Jake watching you in everything.

It’s also a wonderful way to tease the hacker on the nastiest tour. If he can only see your own hand disappear between your legs. How your moaning echoes through the bathroom and his name keeps falling off your lips. It’s so incredibly exciting for both of you. It’s not uncommon for Jake to suddenly standing in front of your door or if you live together suddenly behind you in the shower.

One of his dirty secrets is also a little macho, but Jake loves it when you moan loudly. So loud that it would be no wonder if the neighbors could hear you. And here comes what he calls a little macho because he loves to know that others might hear that he, the hacker, is the one who can drive you so crazy. It is not that he wants to prove anything to anyone, but it is still a bit good for his own ego to see when you can no longer control yourself and he is to blame for it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Well, Jake, frankly, is not incredibly experienced. On the contrary, because Jake was always alone for many years and never allowed anyone to approach him, he did not really have many opportunities, and did not even want to gain experience. He knows what he does, and above all what he has to do, but the real experiences you can only gather together because everyone likes something different. And you do it, you gather all the experiences together, with the greatest joy. Oh, and Jake learns fast.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Jake loves to look you in the face, which is the most important thing for him. No matter what position, he wants to look at you, so he can see every little emotion in your face. So he can see every little move to see how you react to what he does. He loves to look you in the eyes and forbid you to close them. He loves to watch you bite your lower lip to suppress your own sounds and how he can tell you that you should not hold back. He loves to see your eyes roll in the back of your head when you try to control all the sensations but fail.

But that’s not the only reason he loves to look you in the face. No, it’s also the best way to make sure you’re okay and everything’s fine. Whether he’s over you or you on him, his favorite position is definitely when he can see you. Fortunately, this also works if you both have a mirror available that helps you to see you during other exciting positions.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Oh, it can happen that you both bring humor to the whole thing. Humor is one of the most beautiful ways of communication that exist and to tease or comment on each other when the partner seems to have no patience to approach everything slowly. Even small jokes are a nice thing if it fits in the moment. Most of the time it is definitely more serious, rather more passionate, but none of you have anything against a bit of humor that boosts the whole thing.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Jake is absolutely not interested in that. He doesn’t care as long as you feel comfortable and satisfied in your body, he really doesn’t care. He wants you to feel good every second, especially when you trust him with your naked body. And that’s why it’s especially important to him that you do everything the way you want it, because only when you feel good, the sex feels good, too.

And Jake also has absolutely no problems with changing anything if there is something that should bother you somehow. He agrees with everything.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Oh, Jake is definitely and absolutely a passionate lover. No matter what the sex is, whether it’s just reducing a common stress or achieving your release, Jake is passionate and that with skin and hair. The most important point in sex for Jake is being close to you and enjoying a different kind of intimacy while being as close as possible. To completely merge with your body, touch every inch of your skin and be able to kiss. To absolutely admire you when you are as beautiful as you are, lying under him, pinned onto the sheets.

Above all, romance is important to him. Whispered compliments like: "You are so beautiful" - "Your eyes are my world" - "Your skin is so incredibly soft" - "You feel so good." - "I love you so much." - "I want to spend my whole life with you"

Jake is definitely a person who reveals his feelings for you at every possible second and will definitely not miss a chance to tell you and show you how incredibly much he loves you and how incredibly happy you make him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Jake was never really the type for masturbation, it was rather a waste of time and annoying. He lacked time, there were better things to do, and he also lacked imagination. Of course, sometimes some things were buzzing around in his head, but none of them would have been an occasion for him to lay hands on himself. And if he did, it was more because it was necessary and not because he wanted it, but luckily that didn’t happen often.

That changed when he met MC, when suddenly things like being close to another person came back into his head. When these feelings for MC suddenly built up and he had really wished for the first time in years to talk to someone he really wanted to talk to. To have the smell of someone he wanted, to be able to hold someone’s hand, to feel warmth.

The desire to be no longer alone and to live only for oneself grew, the feelings quickly increased and the longing spread. And with the longing for love came a little bit the desire for intimacy on a sexual level back to him. It was absolutely not in the foreground but he just could not get around that small pictures appeared in his head. That he had to swallow when MC teased him through a message or just told him that they liked him.

In addition, all the stress that arose from the kidnapping of Hannah, and then his escape from the FBI. And then he fell in love with MC and everything that had not interested him for years was back.

And also the sexual tension he felt when he was in bed in his motel room at night and he thought about MC. How he suddenly had to swallow when a breath of wind brushed over his naked upper body and his head immediately imagined it could be the lips of MC kissing down his body.

The pleasure that suddenly came over him when he was in the shower to wash away all the stress of the day for a few minutes. How he suddenly imagined MC’s hands that would support them against the shower cubicle while he would lean their upper body forward to thrust into them again and again. How their skin would slam against each other and resound in the small bathroom of his motel. He couldn’t get away from imagining how they would sound while moaing his name.

All these pictures came into his head, and in the beginning he had always tried to wash them off with ice-cold water and cool himself down again. But at some point, to his shame, he could not hold back any longer and so he leaned his left arm against the cold tiles of the bathroom wall while the water ran over his head bent down and his right hand wrapped around his shaft to finally release the pressure, that had built up in him.

He felt bad about doing it without you knowing, and he felt weird about it, but damn. He had not experienced intimacy for so many years, and MC had simply created an absolute chaos in his head. He really wished he had more control, but sometimes it just didn’t work out and his head didn’t leave him alone until he imagined how he could fuck them until they would fall apart with pleasure while it was actually him, who, by his own hand, fell apart in pleasure.

Even during the relationship, Jake absolutely does not masturbate. He definitely prefers direct contact with you. Only if it should come to the point where he has to go on the run again. And then mostly only if you both are on the phone or writing messages. In your relationship he would only do it if you asked him to, and then he does it with the greatest pleasure.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Jake definitely has a few things that appeal to him, especially he has a little thing for domination. Since he is used to it and needs to have everything under control and to have a plan for everything, it is the same in the bedroom. Jake definitely loves to have the upper hand. This has several reasons, even if he is not an extreme dom, so he likes to keep everything under control here and it excites him to see how much you yourself like it when he behaves like that. On the other hand, he can also make sure that you get everything you want and deserve.

He can ensure that he can fully concentrate on you and turn you into a whimpering chaos. With your arms tied over your head, your eyes blindfolded and all you have left are your feelings. Especially blinding your eyes, tying your hands and possibly even stopping your hearing through headphones are something he likes more than a bit.

Watching you fall completely apart and your senses are stopped so far that you can do nothing but feel how good he makes you feel. One thing that he particularly likes here, however, is the literally blind trust you give him. It makes him proud that you trust him with everything and know that he could never harm you in his life. It makes him incredibly happy to see that he can prove to you how much you can trust him.

Also something Jake loves is definitely orgasm control, again an act of domination. Teasing and controlling when and if you can cum and get your complete salvation is what drives him insane. To hear your whimper when you missed the chance for an orgasm again. Getting you to a point where you’re begging him to finally let you cum.

Here another of his preferences comes into the game, the praise, because also the orgasm control offers him good templates to praise you. To be honest, this preference only developed when you told him how much you like it and how adrenaline shoots through your veins when he praises you, how well you take it, how well you take him and how well you behave. Of course, also to praise you when you kneel down for him and he is the one who can just lean back. "You're doing such a good job, my love" he whispers as he strokes your cheek.

But even he himself is very fascinated by being praised by you. Tell him how well he does it, how well he makes you feel, what he makes you feel, praise him and he will do anything you want to get more.

There are definitely a few things he likes and he is also very interested in breath play. And he doesn’t care if he’s the one who cares about you or if you’re the person whose hand wraps around his throat and prevents him from breathing.

Because even if Jake is more the dominant part, he enjoys from time to time being the more submissive part who lets himself completely go and gives all control to you. Because always having everything under control is also exhausting for him, which is why he sometimes enjoys the benefits of giving himself to you and letting you do all what he normally does. Even if breath play does not necessarily have to be part of being more dom or sub. Because Jake also loves it when you choke him while he’s the one who gets the upper hand. When your legs are wrapped around his hips, heavy breath escapes between his lips as he thrusts into you at a rough pace and your hand then wanders up to wrap it around his throat.

And as mentioned above, Jake also has a little thing for watching, he loves watching you. Whether through your camera, or whether you lie in front of him on the bed while touching yourself and moaning his name while he stands opposite on the wall and only observes you while his own lust rises into the immeasurable. Or whether you are sitting on his desk in front of him, where his keyboard still was actually a few moments ago. Your feet are placed on the armrests of his chair as he watches every inch of you, your hand gets caught in his hair, and he always has the opportunity to step in and bring you to your orgasm with his tongue and mouth.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The preferred place is definitely the bedroom on the bed. There are simply most and convenient options that do not have to be thought about much. Also, the bedroom is best lined with options, such as the small snap hook that is attached to the wall, should it come to the use of handcuffs. So quite often.

But other places are also really interesting, of course the bathroom, whether in the shower or in the bathtub. Even if the bathtub always leaves behind a lot of strenuous work, it is worth too much and makes too much fun.

But the kitchen counter is also an interesting place to let your passion run wild. Whether you’re sitting on the surface, the young hacker can perfectly place himself between your legs as you wrap your legs around his body. Or your upper body bent over until your skin hits the cold surface and your hands claw into the edge of the counter.

Or Jake, with pants pulled down a bit, his naked ass touching the surface while you go down on him and his head falls back against the kitchen cabinet on the wall while he completely indulges into the feeling of the warmth of your tongue on his burning skin.

Well, and what’s also a pretty exciting place for especially the hacker is: his study. Whether on his desk or on his chair. In the darkness of the room lit only by the neon lights of its computer parts, there is a special atmosphere when he interrupts your passionate kiss to pull your tshirt over your head to expose your bare chest to kiss this place only a few seconds later and to let his tongue snap against your nipple before letting his hand run down your body.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Oh, there are a lot of things here, it especially turnes him on when you wear his clothes. If you come out of the bathroom after showering with wet hair and nothing more than a slip and one of his shirts or hoodies to join him on the couch or lie down with him in bed.

Or if you just walk around the apartment, after showering, after getting up, before going to bed. And all that really covers your body is one of his clothes.

What Jake also finds incredibly hot is if you’re interested in his work. If you are interested in his projects, ask about it, and let him explain to you what he does exactly, how it works and if it is difficult or if he can teach you sometime. The thing that turnes him one the most is your real interest. That you really care and listen to him when he explains it to you. And he also likes it incredible when you ask a question that makes less sense in his eyes or is a bit… naive. There’s no denying that Jake has a thing for explaining things to you.

He also finds it incredibly hot when you are angry. No, not necessarily while you two have a discussion or a fight, well, actually he finds you really hot in that moments but he tries to ignore it because he does not want to ignore important topics between you two. Although you both have absolutely no problem with reconciliation sex. Jake finds it rather hot when you stand up for things or for yourself. When you get into a fight with another person on the street for some reason and say your opinion clearly and clearly without mincing words.

Which is also turn on for Jake, although it’s rather a small thing when you call him 'my boyfriend'. No matter when, but once you say 'my boyfriend', a firework explodes in his whole body. For one, he’s so incredibly proud of being your boyfriend. On the other hand, it shows people directly that you are in a relationship and others have no chance, and that without Jake having to react somehow jealous and possessive, although it would not be necessary at all.

It is also an incredible turn on for Jake when you take his hand and lead his hand in places where you want to feel his touches. If you direct his hand, he will completely lose his mind.

And otherwise it is the very classic things that keep the hacker going. Neck kisses. Oh, if you kiss his neck, your hot breath bounces against his skin, already there he has to hold back extremely, not just to push you against the next wall and fuck you until you scream his name. But even if you whisper things in his ear, it doesn’t really matter what. You could read him the electricity bill and he would have a hard time to control himself. Your whisper will immediately send small flashes of pleasure through his body and he will have to hold back from moaning about it.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Jake would never be able to really hurt you, sometimes a slap, even a harder one, choking or biting. Scratching your back or getting a rough grip is not a problem, but it would never risk hurting you. Even if you asked him for certain things that might hurt you, Jake probably wouldn’t be able to, because he would only blame himself afterwards and be afraid that he seriously hurt you. He would try anything to accommodate your wishes and fulfill them but really hurt you, but he’d never be able to handle hurting you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Jake definitely enjoys both. He loves to receive, to lean back and admire your beauty as you take his last breath away when you look up to him with your wonderful eyes to make sure he likes what you’re doing with your mouth.

But Jake still prefers to give. It just makes him incredibly proud and content to watch you fall through his hand and mouth completely on the bed sheet or his desk chair while he rushes after your release or uses every opportunity to tease you. He also loves how your hands claw into his hair or how you bite your hand trying not to let the whole house know how good he makes you feel.

He mainly loves taking care of you, which is one of the things he enjoys the most.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

All of it, at the right time and at the right moment. Most of the time, Jake is more the type for slower but rough thrusts that make you moan every time and make you claw your hands into the bed sheet and roll your eyes back.

Of course, there are moments when you both prefer fast and rough sex. Listening to the sound of your bodies rocking against each other and your moans mixing so that you are no longer sure which moan comes from whom.

And then of course there is the sex that is slow and passionate. Where it’s all about feeling every millimeter of the other and focusing only on your emotions, the warmth and reactions of the other. When you are tightly pressed against each other, your legs are knotted, holding each other's hands. Jake’s forehead leaned against yours and you look deep into each others eyes as you keep telling how much you love each other.

Most of the time a mixture of both is the perfect way for you. A mixture of rough and slow sex alternating to really experience everything and to enjoy it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Oh, Jake definitely prefers to take time for everything. Nevertheless, a quickie can be a really interesting and exciting thing and a nice little distraction that you both enjoy sometimes very much.

Above all, Jake has a thing for quickies, just before you two or just you or just him, need to leave the house. Especially in the evening when a visit with the group at the Aurora is waiting or you go out for dinner at the black swan or just in a club. If you also wear beautiful evening or party attire that play around your body perfectly and flatter you. Especially then it can happen that you both need to stay for a short moment longer to reduce a little pressure and tension.

And he can’t deny that a certain part of his interest comes from the fact that it calms him a little bit, knowing what he did to you before you left, for example, if someone talks or looks at you for too long. He likes to remember that he is the one who has the honor of being close to you, because for him it is definitely an honor. In his eyes, it is an honor to be close to you, and then as close as no other.

To put it like it is: part of him is reassured to know that he is the one you allowed to fuck you and no one else. Yes, once again a little macho and possessive, but he can’t change it. Seeing someone clearly showing interest in you makes him nervous. But when his name, groaned by you, circles through his head, he is a little calmer.

But even in everyday life quickies can be a nice variety.

Especially if you interrupt Jake’s work to clean up his desk for a moment. Jake always recommends taking a short break so that you both don’t overwork.

Cooking together can also drag on. Or it ends with the fact that you have to order food at the end because it has not only remained with a small interruption or break.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Oh, you both find experiments very interesting and like to talk about things that interest you both. And if both agree, also to try them out to a degree until one of you says it’s enough. You are willing to experiment but only so far that your partner is satisfied with it and can also imagine it. So you could already find some things that you both don’t like so much and now know that these are not to be done. It definitely improves the overall experience and limits to the things you both really like.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Well, it always depends. You might not get sleep a whole night because you can’t keep your hands off each other. There are actually no special things to mention here. Most of the time, you absolutely can’t complain, especially because you have your tactics to delay the whole thing as long as you can if you don’t want to stop. Whether you just take a break to just share kisses and touch every inch of each other’s skin. This will give you small breaks in which you can catch your breath and recover without letting go of each other.

But there are also days when you have teased Jake for a whole day and you only get the opportunity to be close in the evening or at night. When Jake’s been trying all day not to ambush you, then it may well be that it’s a quick round in which Jake will make sure that you both still get your money's worth and he can pay you back a little bit of it, what you did to him.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes, a few classics definitely, handcuffs, a few different vibrators, a particularly comfortable and beautiful blindfold. And also some light ropes can be found in your drawers. You really wanted to try it out together and you both liked it. Toys are now and then a really nice change and a small plus during sex that can additionally stimulate in completely different ways. Handcuffs, blindfolds, ropes and the vibrator are used by both of you.

Especially Jake enjoys it when you have your hand wrapped around his cock, in addition to feeling the vibration of the vibrator you also still hold in your hand.

But most of all, Jake enjoys using the vibrators on you and seeing you turn into a total mess while he can decide if you can cum or not.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

You might say you invented the word "tease". There is almost nothing better than teasing the partner in all possible ways until they can hardly hold their temper, begs and crys for more.

Teasing is a big thing in your relationship that both enjoy incredibly much, no matter where, no matter when, you are constantly teasing each other. Whether you’re just whispering things into each other’s ears, secretly sending messages over the phone even though you’re right next to each other. Whether you move specially chosen around all day, or choose your clothes with the inention to send the young hacker through a hard time.

Jake is also more likely to use words and touch, a soft breath near your ear. Stroking and pressing your thighs in the car, or hidden from other eyes under the table.

Light and short touches while passing by, where his hand, quite accidentally, touches your ass. If he "has to" squeeze past you because "there’s not enough space", and that's why he needs to press his crotch against your ass. Of course without intention. "Oh, pardon" he whispers in your ear and when you turn to him he disappears with a wink in your direction.

Whether he slips with his hand under your top for a few seconds to let his fingers slide over your skin and the touch that only feels like a breeze, causes goose bumps all over your body.

But even during sex teasing is one of your favorite things. Denying each other the touch, whispering teasing things in the ear that kill the other in tension, slight provocations, touches that tickle. Or yes, the denial of orgasm, the too slow touching of body parts. Stopping after a moaned "more" or "faster" leaves your lips.

You both enjoy all these things very much and it sometimes almost develops into a kind of competition and everyone pays the other the torments of the day back.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

To your delight, Jake is definitely a man who is not afraid to show his feelings and especially during sex to show you that he likes it. Which means that Jake has no problem letting out an un-suppressed moan, which also makes you incredibly happy and reassured and takes away one or two uncertainties about whether he really likes it and whether he wants it at all.

Also otherwise Jake is definitely not someone who shows his pleasure only when he already cums. Growling, gasping, whining and sighing, moaning and of course whispering. Jake will make sure he shows you how much he likes what you are doing or what feelings he has without pretending something that is not. Just the pure and honest emotions.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Since, as mentioned above, sexuality, intimacy, and love played absolutely no role in the hacker’s life some time ago, at the beginning of your relationship he was still pretty nervous about everything he did.

He searched a lot on the Internet, read articles, mostly scientific. Tried to learn a lot about anatomy to find points to turn to when it really comes to intimacy between you two.

Jake even made a movie night alone in which he watched all the parts 50 shades of grey to collect a little information and experience.

In the end, he was quite disappointed and had the hope that reality would not look like in the movies.

That was all during his time on the run from the FBI.

Fortunately for him, his hopes were answered, and the first time he really stand in front of you and felt your lips on his, everything he 'learned' didn’t matter anymore. Even if it wasn’t absolutely perfect, you had to get to know each other and each other’s bodies first, everything went by itself. Like you two were made for each other.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

What is going on under the clothes you both absolutely do not care about. Jake finds you absolutely hot no matter what you look like or not. He loves you with all his heart and for him you are the most beautiful and hottest person in the world. You could stand in front of him covered with mud, dressed in an old sack, your sight would kill him.

And as for you, you can complain absolutely and in no case. And you never would, because you’re the same as Jake, you don’t care what it looks like under the clothes. This is only the smallest point of the intimacy that you two share together.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Oh, it’s definitely not the most important thing in your relationship, absolutely not. But let’s be honest, if you like sex, it’s a wonderful thing. And since you both see it this way, it can happen more often that you get as close as possible. You both just enjoy it incredibly much and your attraction is so strong that you love to have sex.

You may not have sex every day, but more often during the week. But you don’t always have to have sex, only oral satisfaction can definitely be enough and be what appeals to you the most.

But you both like to have sex with each other, which is why you live it out. But it’s only the cherry on the cream cake.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Sometimes you can fall asleep quickly, but it always depends on whether you want to. Sometimes, when you snuggle up, placed your head on Jake’s chest, and you’ve knotted your legs together, then it can happen that the quiet atmosphere draws you to the land of dreams.

Most of the time, however, you are still awake for a moment, talking, enjoying your time and making sure your partner is okay.

Masterlist

#duskwood smut #dwn.sfw #duskwood headcanon #duswkood fanfiction #duskwood #everbyte studio #duskwood game #duskwood jake #duskwood everbyte #everbyte duskwood #iamjake #duskwood mc #duskwood jake x mc #everbyte game #duskwood hacker #duskwood jake x player

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emojellyace08 · 8 months

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Daniel Park ; Park Hyung Seok x Reader (Smut Headcannons)

@raiashira You asked for more Danny headcannons, then I shall give :) (Thank you guys for 129 followers y'all means so much to me letz go!) Genre: smut/lemon🍋 Slight warning: cursing, mentions of sex, NSFW, penetration, dirty talking, spanking/hair pulling, biting (ex. giving hickies both receiving), CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP! (reader is female, though I will put male parts for the gays to not be left out lol).

We all know Daniel is a virgin/unexperienced. So expect your first with him to be awkward.

He would be trembling and his hands are shaking because of nervousness. So you taking the lead for the first attempts will be appreciated by him. You can feel the sweat of his body since he's super scared that he'll screw up of making you feel good. So please be patient with him.

His original body is more sensitive even if it's just a light brush of your skin. It's enough to make him turned on. Though he wants to save that body for marriage or if he trusts you enough to make love. His second body has more sexual stamina and he can go for 3 to 4 rounds. He's also very flexible so he can place you in different positions (as long as you're comfortable about it).

I think he enjoys making out with you while he grinds against your core. You feel really warm and your skin is so soft, he can't control himself. You can hear him giggle against kisses and he'll chuckle at your flustered reaction, unintentionally teasing you.

Daniel would love to leave some love marks on you. Though he will ask for your permission first. His bites will sting a little since he's never done anything like this before, but he's super gentle with you while rubbing your waist with his hands so it just adds to the pleasure.

I think Daniel would love leaving hickeys on your neck since he knows that it's the basic thing to get started before getting into sex itself. But after getting used to it he'll leave more love bites on your breasts (or chest for the males). He loves your warmth that he can cuddle all day while his face is buried on it. He's also good at kissing and sucking your nipples that it's enough for you to make you cum. His mouth's movements are so gentle yet pleasurable.

And if you left hickeys on him too, I think he'll prefer it on his chest since he can cover it up with his clothes. It's not that he hates it. But he'll get really embarrassed if some of his friends noticed the purplish bruise. "Daniel, what's that on your neck?" His friend Zack asked as he noticed the marks on his neck making your boyfriend blush. "I-It's nothing. Why are you focusing on my neck anyways? We need to talk about the plan." "Oh yeah right sorry about that."

Daniel is into foreplay. He likes taking things slowly and surely not wanting to rush you. He also likes making you wet while he rubs your cunt while leaving wet pecks on your skin (and he loves making you hard while stroking you if you're a dude). He really loves the sounds you make let alone your voice. So he'll mutter words of encouragements if you're feeling embarrassed when you started moaning so loud. "Don't hold it back baby. I really love your voice, you sound so beautiful."

And his fingers are long and soft. So he can definitely touch your g-spot when he's fingering you. He's also very skilled with rubbing your clit (thanks to porn he can keep up with these stuff xD).

He'll be super submissive when you take him on your mouth. He'll be super soft with you while he grabs your hair and slowly pushing your head further to take him (though he doesn't want to choke you). He'll occasionally look down to see your pretty face. It's also hot when he tilts his head, hearing some slight groans and whimpers from him. He'll also cum pretty fast if you also played with his balls. Don't blame him, every blowjob that you gave him is so good (he'll also praise you).

And if he's in the end of giving (oral sex), he'll be a little bit clueless. He doesn't know how to make you feel good with his mouth (he's more confident with using his fingers). Though he'll often ask if you're okay with this. Daniel will give you lots of kitty licks on your slit and he's so good at sucking your clit. Flickering his tongue the way to make you crazy. He'll also finger you while doing this so you'll be more satisfied. Daniel will explore and lick every inch of you while his nails are digging on your waist, since of how strong he is know his hands will probably leave marks on your skin the next day. He'll also get a bit surprised when you squirted on his face lol. But the moment he gets used to it you'll be crying of how good he is at eating you out. (he's also good at giving you bjs if you're a dude and he'll kiss and suck on your tip a lot and he'll take more of you when he gets used to it).

And I think Daniel would be hella nervous when he's going to enter you. He's afraid of hurting you especially if he's your first. Even if you're not virgin, he'll still be cautious about his actions.

And his dick is long and thick (especially his second body). He'll stretch you out a lot so it's best if you both used lube or don't skip foreplay (trust me it will hurt a bit).

He'll be lost at the feeling of your insides when he enters you. His first thrust will be a bit forceful since he's so lost at the pleasure. Though he'll sincerely apologize when it hurts you. His tip will definitely hit all of your special spots making you whimper every time. It won't take long for him to make you cum since he's pretty big.

His thrusts are very versatile. If you want something vanilla, his movements are not too deep and fast (and he'll make out with you while he's inside you and giving you lots of compliments and praising you about how you take him so well and how pretty/handsome you are :). But if you asked him to be rough and fast, he'll be a bit hesitant at first since he's afraid to hurt you again. But after asking you a bunch of times and comforting him that you'll be okay, expect to not walk for a month honey (go get the wheelchairs).

Daniel's go to positions are missionary, G-whiz and cowgirl (you riding him) anything that he can maintain eye contact with you or to see your face. He's also willing to try different positions as long you and him are both safe and sound.

He prefers doing your sexual activity at home. He doesn't want to get caught especially in Korea there are some perverts who won't respect your privacy. Besides doing it on the bed is more comfortable and cozy.

He doesn't really recommend sex toys since he wants to make you feel good with his body. But he won't be against it either (he still won't buy those anyways since it's so fucking expensive).

But what if it's heatmode Daniel? He'll be a fucking menace.

His pace is rough and fast and he would tease you a lot. Pulling out before even making you cum and reach your orgasm (fucking bastard). He'll also dirty talk a lot while spanking your ass as long as you're good with it. He'll also last for 3 to 4 rounds unlike his usual stamina.

With UI Daniel? Huh, no comments. You think he'll let you go? Of course not until both of you are satisfied.

Since he knows many martial arts, he probably knows many sex positions since he's so flexible and strong (lol just imagine). He'll also smirk at you as you whine from being overstimulated, yet you crave for more like a little bitch. I think in his UI form he won't last for too long (based on manhwa). But the moment he learned to control it you'll be staying on the bed for 2 long hours.

#lookism x reader #lookism x y/n #lookism x you #daniel park x reader #lookism smut #lookism fic #park hyungseok x reader #daniel park smut

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blackjackkent · 2 months

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FINAL Boss Battle Report!

Our buddy Baldy has 140 hit points and many friends, though not as many as I have. The dragon behind him is much more scary; it has 400. It's dominated by the brain itself, not by anyone on the field that I can kill, unfortunately, and its presence is definitely freaking Hector out something fierce.

Also on the field are four other mind flayers, the three dream guardians at 80HP apiece, and the Crown itself, which leads me to believe this is it, the big kahuna fight, and it's time to pull out all the stops.

The Crown has no hit points but will presumably do unpleasant things when its turn comes around.

Quick look at the other dream guardians with flycam, just because I can.

This one is Hector's obviously, the one we saw during the first half of the game.

These are the other two; I'm assuming if we had another tadpoled companion instead of Jaheira, there would be a fourth on the field? Wonder which of these is Karlach's and which is Lae'zel's. XD And why are neither of them githyanki. It feels like there are lore implications here.

(I haven't done an origin run - are these randomized or are they ones you get in Karlach and Lae'zel origin?)

Anyway. We have this notification on the side of the screen which usually indicates we just need to survive:

I'm doing a hard save at the start of the fight because it feels like it'd be really easy for me to fuck this up - particularly because it is CRITICALLY important that Buddy survives to the epilogue. And, after some consideration, I've decided everyone's first action is going to be spent summoning more friends onto the field.

So we kick off with Aylin, Yurgir, and Buddy exploding onto the field. Tragically, the dragon is immune to fire damage so this is probably not the right moment for Rolan's firestorm, so after some consideration and for roleplay reasons, I have Jaheira summon the Harpers as our fourth summon for the round.

As soon as our first summon hits the field, a bunch of tentacles spring up in response, which is unfair. This seems to happen just in general in response to movement around the brain; luckily they're only about 30hp each and can mostly be removed by Orpheus's black hole attack.

I get full control over the big summons, unlike the trash mob ones which ran on their own recognizance; this is a lot of new characters to learn to deal with on the fly.

After summoning Aylin, Lae'zel manages to almost completely eliminate one of the dream guardians on her first turn.

"Time to bite, my owlbear friend!" Hector says as he summons Buddy, which is adorable.

Aylin is (unsurprisingly) a paladin, so lots of smiting. I think there's probably more about to happen when these four turns are up so we need to be careful not to use everything up too fast though. She removes Hector's dream guardian from the field.

At this point the game crashed so I got to start over and took the opportunity to have Jaheira cast Hero's Feast on everyone before we come up.

Knowing what I know, and realizing that my companions shout about it as soon as the fight starts, I decide to keep everyone in place for the most part to reduce the number of tentacles and immediately kick off Orpheus's netherstone ability:

OK on closer inspection we need to get Orpheus CLOSE to the crown in order to do this. And I guess the idea is we need to do it within four turns before the nautiloid shows up?

Buddy is the coolest:

Overall this round is going a lot better, although it's a bit scary when the Emperor yeets itself all the way across the field and stuns half the crowd in one go.

Once again, the good guys are all frontloaded which makes the long string of enemy attacks very disheartening.

Karlach and Lae'zel wreck the Emperor's whole world, which is very satisfying to watch:

Orpheus's black hole is continuing to be super useful against all the tentacles that pop up whenever we move around.

Aylin goes down - and immediately pops right back up again because she is a sexy motherfucker.

Ho!

At this point I have everyone open up on the dragon while Orpheus starts booking it towards the Crown. If we can get rid of it, then all is left is the other mind flayers on the platform surrounding the brain and hopefully we can just turtle up around Orpheus and protect him while he works.

Victory on the Dragon! It had the most elaborate death animation too.

Orpheus reaches the Crown! This needs to channel for a whole round so fingers crossed.

"How long are you going to keep this up for?" the remaining dream guardian screams around her 9 remaining hit points. Girl, I don't know, you got another appointment somewhere?

Orpheus gets IMMEDIATELY stunned by a mind blast and loses concentration; we'll try again next round.

All of the illithids can cast Shield which is making them VERY challenging to hit. And I just realized we've reached the last turn before the nautiloid shows up. O.o:

Oh boy.

Unsurprisingly this means now we're getting aerial attacks in addition to everything else. But almost all of the illithids are dead at this point. Just need to keep Orpheus safe for one round!

Hector slips in a bit of ice in the middle of an aerial attack target, whoops D:

Orpheus kicks off the compulsion again. All of the illithids are dead. One of the dream guardians is the last survivor, with two hit points.

Aerial attack goes off, does not kill Hector! And we're now only friends between us and Orpheus so I think we've got this in the bag! Everyone together on the platform for the moment of triumph.

The last remaining Harper summon shoots the last dream guardian for her last two HP. Orpheus completes the summon. The screen shakes, then fades to white...

#bjk plays baldur's gate 3 #hector carlisle #holy shit what a long fight #and it's not over yet!

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bluesdesk · 3 months

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Hello!! I know I’m really inactive but I've joined the CTCGiftx2024! My giftee, @najikasunart, wrote some prompts that I tried to mix (hopefully into something that makes sense XD), and damn I really loved working on the resulting fic!

I think it might be one of my best fics so far, if not the best! Here it is!

Sky and Wild centric! Hurt/Comfort, nobody dies, there's some blood! And some happy moments at the end, 8008 words :D

You can also read it here, under the cut!

Words (and their consequences)

Sometimes a bad choice of words can cause one to be hurt. Other times, those words might destroy who happened to hear them. The latter is way rarer, but when it happens, it's really difficult to get those words off the mind of a scattered person. The heroes know it well. One time they were talking about magic, at the beginning of their adventure, and Warriors, not paying attention to his words, and still mad at Cia, said that dark magic was the worst and everyone using it should be damned. Twilight took it really badly, and decided he'd keep his wolf form a secret. Four got silent and left the conversation. Legend took a couple of rings off his hand and put them in his bag. Warriors noticed, and gave them his most sincere apologies, but Twilight couldn't get past that and kept the secret until he could, until the damn lizalfos almost killed him.

Of course, the heroes aren't perfect nor do they know everything that might hurt another companion. They try their best to avoid any topic that could be triggering, but battles can be exhaustingly hard, and make the chain forget.

This time, they were fighting against Dink again, that had chosen to shapeshift from lizalfos to Dark Twilight. Days had passed since they left the unknown Hyrule, they had other smaller battles, and traveled through a few portals. Twilight had recovered enough to fight but he surely wasn’t in perfect shape. The monster, now a dark silhouette, had passed days in contact with Twilight, a part of it getting into his system and studying every single inch of him, until Hyrule’s magic was too much for it to handle and it left the body allowing the rancher to heal. Anyway, Dark Link had enough info at that point.

The battle took place in a vast field, no sign of recent civilization, the grass looked wet and a bit slippery. They hadn’t gotten the chance to look around and recognize the era, as they hopped off the portal and found Dink standing there, eyes red, holding what looked like a sword behind his back, and with a horde of blue and red bokoblins behind. Sky felt like something was oddly familiar with that weapon, and realized in shock the Dark was holding Demise’s sword. If Ghirahim was there too, the battle was going to be a bloodbath! With a scream, badly sounding like a “hyaaa”, the Dark unleashed the other monsters, before Sky could say a word. They were from his era. They were in his era.

And so it began, the heroes trying to come up with a plan as fast as they could, Sky instructing them, shouting while fighting, on how to handle those monsters. In the meantime, Time and Twilight were the closest to Dink, as it was mimicking Twilight’s movements, Twilight’s best movements, from when he didn’t even have a scratch. The two heroes had noticed, and chose to defend themselves rather than attack, to at least tire it and distract it from attacking the others, who were fighting the secondary enemies, moving as fast as they could to reduce their number and then help with Dink. Warriors went closer to Sky to confess he somehow knew the demon lord and the imprisoned, yes it wasn’t the right time for that but he felt the need to tell him what he faced must have been at least terrible. Sky had only enough time to reply with “yeah”, and then back to swinging his sword, parrying with his shield, and mostly concentrating on the goal: clear enough monsters to go help Time and Twilight, and maybe face Ghirahim if he was still in there.

He hoped Ghirahim was at least asleep like Fi.

A blue bokoblin targeted him and he dodged the attack, then proceeded to cut through its skin. It attacked again in vain, Sky already knew their tactics. With the last swing of Fi, the bokoblin fell on the ground, screamed, then disappeared, leaving only black blood behind. That wasn’t any news for them, of course, given the fact Dink was right there. Another blue bokoblin, another precise sequence of attacks.

And then another, another…

Until someone screamed. One of them. Warriors was next to the chosen hero and wasn’t hurt, Time and Twilight were still around Dink, Hyrule was running towards a bloody Wind. Wind’s right side was bleeding! Sky rushed there to help, those monsters were from his era, they should have all targeted him, not Wind! He was there quickly enough to stick his sword into the abdomen of a red bokoblin, luckily that was enough to put it down. He proceeded to cover Hyrule as he carried Wind away to get medication.

Less heroes, but less enemies, he thought. Just one, precise stab, and an infected red bokoblin was gone. The others were having a harder time with them, maybe it was Fi’s power to be unbearable for the monsters.

He continued slashing and parrying until he felt like he was going in a loop, something was wrong. Giving a better look at all the area, he noticed the number of monsters had remained exactly the same. They were respawning… Ghirahim could do that, he once spawned them to prevent him from reaching Sun!

Hyrule ran back to the battlefield, Sky signed him to take his place, while he turned around and joined Time and Twilight, informing them they needed to destroy that sword first or all their efforts would be in vain.

Warriors heard that and joined them. Now four heroes were against Dink, Wind was out and the other four were slowly moving behind to be back to back with the first quartet. They’d defend them as they tried to destroy or damage Demise’s sword. As Sky imagined, Fi was fighting her own battle against Ghirahim, both still into their respective weapons, both half asleep, but they were there.

While Time, Twilight and Warriors attacked Dink, Sky was trying so hard to hit the sword and shatter it.

But the Dark was swift. After several times he was losing hope… then saw a feeble blue light coming from the Master Sword. Was Fi helping him somehow? He concentrated. Just one, precise, fast motion. Now!

The Master Sword clashed with its counterpart so hard everyone heard it. The weapon fell from Dink’s hands, the tip into the ground. When he gave Demise the fatal blow, the sword fell in that same way, then disappeared. He thought he had destroyed it along with the demon deity. And this time, it disappeared too. Was it enough? He didn’t know, but took the chance to swing Fi directly at Dink as it was unarmed.

Dink dodged and laughed maniacally, as the sword reappeared right in front of the hero’s eyes.

Sky couldn’t believe it. The following blow sent him out of the battlefield, right where Wind was resting, his back hit a tree and he screamed in pain, both for the impact and for the blood coming from a dangerous scar on his chest. Luckily, he had an enhanced red potion. His condition was so bad, he had that potion that could be used twice, and drinking only half meant his recovery would be full but take one hour at least…

He swallowed it all.

It took him ten minutes to be able to walk again, too long minutes, in which Warriors was hit on the head, lost consciousness, and was rescued by Legend. Yes, Sky should have waited more for the potion to have full effect, but he didn’t care, he had to get back there. He couldn’t make another “brother of the sword”, as Wild liked to address them, get hurt like that! Yes, when he met Legend and Wars on his way back to the field, he had a spare normal red potion he could give the captain. No, he didn’t have another one besides that. He only had a last resort he had never used during this adventure. Only one. Immense power, invincibility, then total exhaustion. He hoped he could avoid using that.

When he got there again, Hyrule scolded him for getting up too soon. He needed to rest, or he wouldn’t heal properly, and anyway he would be vulnerable as he wasn’t at his best! Sky knew he was right, his back was still hurting, but now it didn’t matter, he didn’t have time to listen to him, so he turned away and faced the other heroes and… Dink? Where was it?

The faces of the others turned from confusion to horror when a scream reached their ears and Sky turned around again to see Hyrule with a huge cut right where Twilight got his. The Dark had taken advantage of that short discussion to attack him easily. Sky and Legend shielded him from the other monsters as the traveler healed himself, his magic was just enough to make the wound not fatal, he then fainted, and Legend carried him away, next to Warriors and Wind who were slowly recovering but in no shape to fight. Without the healer, Wind, and Warriors, and everyone else getting tired, the hypothesis of a defeat was getting closer.

Dink reappeared next to Time, who managed to parry without getting hurt. Sky had helped Wild with the bokoblins while Legend was out of the battlefield, then went back to join Twilight and Time as they circled Dink. They were tired but they’re excellent fighters, and with a lot of concentration, Sky managed to make the Dark unbalanced by hitting Demise’s sword other times, and the other two took advantage of that moment to impale it with their swords, causing the dark to scream in a voice that sounded like Twilight’s but distorted and horrific. It laughed maniacally again, and the sword went floating above everyone. It had really woken Ghirahim up. Sky got ready. Everyone looked up for a moment but Twilight took a second too long, he was so tired, almost at his limit. For the lack of dark blood, Dink turned back to its formal lizalfos shape and hit Twilight right on his still healing scar with its heavy tail. The pain and exhaustion were so strong the rancher fainted. Without looking back or stopping at all, Dink had run away and disappeared in the forest around the field.

Legend, Four and Wild noticed the bokoblins weren’t spawning anymore, and went back to reduce their number. Time took Twilight and brought him away, feeling his rage increasing. Of course he would heal quickly this time but damn it, it still hurted. And moreover, they had 4 heroes unable to fight! This was the worst battle ever, and it could go even worse. Wind and Warriors were awake and reassured him they were going to be fine, Wind’s side had a huge scar instead of a deep cut and blood, but his strength was yet to be restored. And Wars had a huge bump on his head, and Hyrule and Twi were k.o.

In the meantime, the moment Sky was sadly waiting for happened. Demise’s sword emanated a disgusting red light, and in no time the heroes were facing the man with a pale skin, a red cape, and a strange hairstyle. Ghirahim’s target was Sky of course, but the chosen hero was ready and blocked all his attacks. He knew him too well to commit any mistake. Time came back, he was furious. Sky looked like he was keeping up well. Like the other time, he could help the others with Din’s fire. Then, everyone would be free and they’d all concentrate on Ghirahim. It could work. Maybe the fire would startle the enemy a bit too.

So Time went for it, a sphere of fire emanated from his sword, magical fire, that destroyed all the smaller enemies without hurting any of the heroes or the nature around. Ghirahim though didn’t even flinch, instead he quickly left Sky alone and targeted Time with his red diamond shaped blades. Time was on his knee, about to stand up after using the spell. Sky was quick enough to notice his enemy was about to change the target and shouted “shield!”. Time took the mirror shield and protected himself from all the blades… except the one stuck just above his knee. He held back a scream of pain and stood up when the magical blade disappeared. Ghirahim laughed and walked closer and with his hands was about to create another set…

When his arms dropped and his expression changed to anger and pain. The Master Sword firmly in his shoulder, Sky holding it tightly with both his hands.

Everyone knew that wasn’t enough but the damage was surely high. Ghirahim lost his temper, leaving Time alone and turning back to Sky with a crazily furious face. “I never imagined you’d become this quick”, he said with his voice sounding way more metallic and serious. “But you know I can do much more than this!”.

Everyone watched as Ghirahim changed shape, color, and nature. Almost everyone, except for Sky and Warriors, had been questioning how a human could appear from a sword, now everyone knew ghirahim’s true form. Legend, Wild, Four and Time walked closer to help Sky, but Ghirahim sent them away with something like an energy wave, as a circular gate made of diamond shapes appeared around him and Sky. Legend and Wild tried to run into it, jump over it, damage it, but nothing worked, it looked like they had an invisible tall wall all around. They realized they could do nothing but watch. Legend went to check on Hyrule and the others, he and Twilight were slowly regaining consciousness. The others looked for any potion, or fairy, or anything that could help Sky after the match in case he got hurt (again) and realized in shock they had no red potions left. Nor stamina. Only some magic ones, Hyrule would most likely use them to heal the others but he still wasn’t ready.

Four’s mind felt so divided and it wouldn’t shut up. His worries, sometimes Green’s, sometimes Red’s, for his friends clashed with Vio’s and Blue’s questions about Ghirahim. Was there a way to defeat it? The sword itself? Or was it going to disappear again and reappear later to doom them all? If it could be destroyed, why hadn’t Sky done it during his adventure?

Wild had some meals left but nothing with enough healing qualities, he surely couldn’t give him a ton of like… apples, to reach the properties of a potion. He was getting terrified. Ghirahim was no other than a demon god’s servant, assistant, and weapon. Ghirahim’s master was the source of all evil. And Sky was already tired and hurt, and he had no potions and nobody could help. If he allowed himself to loosen the guard for a millisecond, Ghirahim would kill him with nobody able to stop it! Were the heroes going to lose a member for real this time? Was he about to lose a brother of the sword again? He needed to stay calm and avoid acting like days ago, he had promised Four he wouldn’t lose control again.

And Sky and Ghirahim were fighting. Sky's movements were precise, but certainly not his best. Maybe he was just so tired. After long minutes of swords clashing Sky felt the exhaustion and the pain increasing rapidly, Ghirahim laughing, that disgusting noise making the situation even harder and more hateful and he damn knew he wouldn’t win like that, he would collapse. Why did he feel pain again? Did he get new injuries? He quickly found himself unable to do anything useful, he was just defending himself. He couldn’t move enough to attack. He was getting slow. The others outside the gate were watching the show breathlessly.

Sky’s last resort was there, the white colored potion. He hesitated a bit, while dodging a set of diamond blades. He had to drink it. He’d destroy Ghirahim, and get his damn rest. When he got the potion, Luv and Bertie told him to be extremely cautious and only use it when he had no other option. He’d be too exhausted to fight at all after the three minutes of invincibility, he had to be sure to defeat the enemy in that short time.

He couldn’t wait anymore.

He gulped it all in one sip, and in no time felt his energy coming back, his strength increasing, his skin getting thicker. A diamond blade was thrown at him, it met his arm, stopped and fell, like it had impacted on a wall. No scratches, no pain. Sky felt like a superhero. Three minutes were enough. He charged at Ghirahim, Fi was pointed towards the enemy’s huge diamond on his bust. This time, it was Ghirahim trying to defend himself how he could. Could a sword spirit feel fear? Sky didn’t know. Three minutes.

The others were all watching, Time could almost see himself wearing the Fierce Deity mask and fighting Majora in Sky and Ghirahim. They were all surprised and even Wind got closer to the gate to watch.

Finally, they heard a scream, and glass shattering. They all stood up as the gate disappeared, and looked at Sky, the most furious he could be, standing still with the Master Sword in hand. At his feet was Ghirahim, with his diamond broken. Sky was taking deep breaths that slowly turned into panting, almost wheezing, and then a smirk. He had really done it! He couldn’t believe in himself, he had destroyed it!

The three minutes were ending. The others didn’t know anything about the potion nor the side effects.

In no time Sky felt like he had been struck by lightning, his movements got so slow and then he couldn’t move, he was just… standing there, unable to do anything other than breathing. His right arm, with Fi, was slightly shaking. He realized he couldn’t control his body.

His relief and satisfaction instantly turned into terror. What was happening to him?

Like his fight with Demise, his enemy had gotten a fatal wound. Right in the chest. But somehow, for he didn't know what force, the enemy still had the strength to pronounce a last sentence.

Ghirahim lifted his head, and a forced laugh came out of his mouth. Sky wanted to stop him, give him another final blow, end him once and for all. But he couldn't move. Even his voice felt stuck there, and now his hand was visibly shaking and he still couldn't do anything about it!

And Ghirahim started talking, Sky couldn’t concentrate.

Was he stuck there? Was he going to cast another curse? Was Sky going to die right then because of all the potions he took in a relatively too short time?

Wild appeared in front of Sky, furious, with the Master Sword in hand, that he quickly pressed into Ghirahim’s already broken diamond with all his force, enough to make Fi stick in the ground beneath him. Ghirahim's sentence ended with a choked wheeze, in the middle of a curse he was about to cast but then lost all its value. In no time, only a broken and powerless sword was left, that Wild put into his slate for later.

Wild must have taken Fi from Sky's hand, though the chosen hero hadn't noticed, or felt, anything.

Only that his head was spinning and the pain from before he took the guardian potion had come back stronger and he felt like falling but his knees didn’t bend at all.

Wild quickly and quite scarily turned his face to Sky. Oh Hylia he was so angry. He looked so done.

“Why didn't you finish it?”

He raised his voice.

“SKY. WHY didn't you finish it??”

Sky was really trying to answer. His voice came out so low it looked like he was whispering.

“I…”

The world got blurry. Everything had happened in like 2 minutes. From when Sky stopped moving to when Wild talked. Was he slowly losing consciousness, was he slowly fainting? Sky felt like he was going to fall any second now, he just wanted to rest, to move, to scream. But Wild didn't seem to understand, maybe from the outside Sky looked better than how he really felt. Wild spoke again.

“You what?? It could have cursed us! Or killed you!”

And yes Sky now really felt like he was a failure, if he and Ghirahim were alone that monster would have cursed everyone and then killed him with the remaining strength! Sky knew it! A failure! And he needed to scream and the world was spinning and his ears were ringing so loud, he was about to faint and Wild was right there in front of him literally showing him how easy was his one job he didn’t do!

“YOU DESTROY THINGS NOT ME!”

was the only thing coming out of Sky's mouth, sounding so broken, and so loud.

“AT LEAST IT'S A THING! YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT!” Shouted Wild. He had snapped again.

And after that, Sky finally fell. Heavily on the ground, pale.

Four reached Wild, his eyes so blue, and looked him right in the eyes, getting mad at him for losing his temper again. Wild came back to senses, Fi still in his hand. He left her on the ground and quickly kneeled down to help Sky, rambling, a sequence of “Oh Hylia” and “I’m sorry” escaping from his mouth. How hadn’t he noticed anything? Sky had been right in front of him, surely already pale and dizzy and unable to move, and he hadn't noticed anything! He let his anger towards Dink, Ghirahim, his own failure and fear to lose another one, and who knows what more, win. And of course he wasn't angry at Sky at all, he was extremely worried he could get killed or cursed by his enemy in its last moments that he didn't really look at him and notice Ghirahim wasn't the main problem there. The same had happened with Twilight. Four had helped him again. This time, though, Wild had snapped back to his senses much faster. He could help.

Sky's heart was beating… too slow. His breath wasn’t normal. Something was so wrong there, pure exhaustion couldn’t make one so messed up. He alerted the others and Legend quickly ran to Hyrule.

In the meantime Wild tried to wake Sky up, but nothing worked, and he started crying. The downfall duo came back and the healer examined Sky. His wound from Dink had closed in a too forced way, too soon and thus too badly. His back looked bruised and hurt, like if a vertebra or 2 were in the wrong position and pressing against his skin. He was full of fresh smaller cuts, almost the same one Time had gotten from the diamond blade. But the main problem there was inside. A cocktail of potions, as Hyrule defined it, taken in a too close time and all super powerful. They had acted like poison together, the guardian potion made the process slower until the magic effect lasted, and then it quickly got him, because that clear potion itself left the hero without any strength to resist. Sky had been poisoned by the potion he had taken, and he had taken them to get back to fight Dink and Ghirahim, to save his companions, to prevent them from getting hurt. Did he feel like everything was his own responsibility?

Hyrule used his spell, luckily none of Sky’s injuries were infected, but he had to work hard to fix what the potions had done, and he wouldn’t wake up for hours until he regained some strength. If only he had rested when he got hurt the first time he wouldn’t have been in that situation.

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Sky found himself in a void area. He was floating. Yeah, that looked pretty much like his prophetic dreams, but il felt vivid. A light lit up and Wild was talking in the distance, he couldn’t hear him. He needed to reach him, but he found himself unable to move, like before. He was floating there, just watching.

The void turned into a beach and a kid, probably 12 years old, in a light blue shirt and curly blonde hair approached him. His rolled sleeves showed arms full of scars, he was crying. He looked at Sky and seemed to have found a little relief. “Please stranger! My sister has been kidnapped, I must save her but it’s hard! Please help me!”. Sky wanted to help, that was Wind, during his first adventure. The kid looked so scared. But Sky couldn’t move. After he didn’t know how long, the little Wind went away, disappointed.

He had failed him.

And then he heard a small voice calling him. Another kid showed up, he was younger, 10 years old at best. He had freckles and curly brown hair. “Sir… I got lost, I’m scared, I don’t know how to go back home and there are monsters all around. Please help me!”. The black void was now Hyrule’s land, and the hero was just a small unarmed kid. Sky really needed to do something! But he couldn’t! And little Hyrule left with nothing but sadness on his face, into a too dangerous, desolate land. Sky still didn’t know how he survived.

He had failed him.

And then the land shifted into a field, and a forest in the distance. Another little kid showed up, blonde hair, long ears, and already a sword and a wooden shield in hand. He was on the verge of tears. When he noticed Sky he too felt relieved and ran into him. He was asking for affection, he had just lost his father and left his siblings in the forest, and his sister Saria made him understand he wouldn’t come back. He asked for directions, for a hug, for company. And Sky didn’t answer. The kid ran away, sobbing. “This is unfair! I just want to go back home!” Was the last thing he said before he and his land disappeared into the void.

Kids. They were just kids. He wanted to cry but he was stuck there and couldn’t even do that, that feeling was the worst he had ever had. Wild reappeared in sight and Sky regained his speech, like if Wild was controlling his abilities. Wild came closer, and said he wasn’t doing anything wrong, he was only showing him the truth: he couldn’t do enough, he was too slow, back then with Demise and recently with Ghirahim, he had let the demon curse everyone and the repercussions had echoed in all the eras, forcing teens and kids to endure endless suffering. Then, he disappeared again, leaving him floating there.

And then other kids and teens appeared, he tried to interact with them, to talk, but they couldn’t listen. They asked him for help, he answered, they either couldn’t hear him or were disappointed at his answers. And they were all his current companions, reversed to their age on their first adventure. Wind, Hyrule, Time, Legend and Four were so damn young. And Wild appeared and introduced them as they walked.

He had never had such long dreams of that kind. But that oniric Wild, he was right. Sky had failed them all and wasn’t worthy of being with them. They were all in danger with him around, he’d slow them down and they’d end up getting cursed or killed because of him! He wasn’t meant to hang out with those real heroes, he couldn’t even kill his own enemy! He needed to go away before they found out about the curse, or they would never forgive him. Yes they’d be questioning his absence for some time, but then they’d realize they’d be faster and generally better without him getting in the way.

After some time, probably hours, Wild reappeared in front of him. This time, he could not only see and hear him, but also feel his presence, he looked so real. His hands were covered in flames, and he was slowly going closer. Sky quickly found himself on the floor, able to move his arms and hands again. He mumbled some incomprehensible sounds and tried to defend himself as the oniric Wild hovered his flaming hands around his face and, as soon as they made contact with his cheeks, he screamed.

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That woke him up. He was terrified. He was sweating, he was panting, he was panicking, he was…

in a bedroll and Wild, the real Wild, was in front of him, cupping his face with warm, absolutely not burning hands. He had cooked something, since there was an amazing smell of food. In fact, he noticed a steaming cup of pumpkin soup laying right next to Wild. Sky’s breath was going back to normal as Wild guided him in inhaling and exhaling, and the others all stood up and came closer to see him finally getting up after…

“You’ve been knocked out for 3 days” Hyrule said, getting closer and kneeling down to check on him.

Sky looked around while Hyrule checked his wound. They weren’t in that field but somewhere else entirely.

“We’re in a new era, still unknown to us. We’ve traveled through a portal shortly after the last battle”.

Sky realized the others had carried him around, defending him, wasting their potential for him, while he was totally useless. On the other side of the bedroll, Wild was patiently waiting for Hyrule to finish, with the soup now in his hands. He looked like he had understood Sky’s intentions, and told him everything will be alright, no need to worry. Hyrule, instead, chose to be more direct, telling him he should have taken one potion and then rested like everyone else did, instead of taking not one, but two enhanced potions together and then rushing into battle when his body wasn’t ready and then taking another absolutely not healing potion that erased his already lacking strength and had side effects his body still couldn’t bear. He concluded by saying the situation was worse than he imagined, if it took not hours but 3 days to heal. He was fine now though. He just needed to stay away from danger and potions for a few days to heal completely. Wild gave Sky his soup and Sky stared deeply at it, telling Hyrule “you will never see me do that again”.

Hyrule looked satisfied, smiled at him, patted his right shoulder, and walked away to inform the others about the situation. Wild had to go too, but after standing up he stared, worried, at Sky eating his soup. Something about what he said was extremely strange, if it was any other hero saying that, Wild would have thought the boy had secretly planned to do something extreme. But Sky would never do that, he was always so sunny, bringing happiness… unless he was in a fight with his worst enemy that nearly killed him and then someone even told him he was useless. Damn. Sky looked fine though, enjoying his soup. Maybe it was just him worrying too much. He walked towards the others, who were sitting on some logs and bedrolls around a fire with a pot on, and asked if anyone wanted more soup.

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During that day, Sky had been acting quite normally, only a bit thoughtful, less smiley. He and the others had a training session, walked around in search of a town, found a spring of fresh water and filled all their water bottles, finally found a small village and bought arrows, potions and food. They asked around for monster sightings but the people there knew nothing. They booked a room in an inn and prepared to spend a relaxing night for once. Of course, everyone thought Sky was still recovering from that battle that hurt him physically and mentally, and didn’t question his lack of smiles and laughs.

Instead there was a deeper reason, he had to escape. That night nobody was taking shifts, as they were all in the safety of beds. Sky had been questioning himself many times during the last hours if it was the right thing to do, he loved his companions, but every time the thought of them being slowed down by his presence, he was more convinced he had to leave the heroes. They’d thank him later. If it wasn’t him, if Wild or Legend or Four were fighting Ghirahim instead of him, they would have ended it sooner and less pathetically and they surely wouldn't have frozen in front of it and maybe they wouldn't even have needed the guardian potion. Ah yes, the only thing he managed to do in all of it was poisoning himself apparently.

But Fi… the others were her masters too, he couldn’t bring her with him. It would be like stealing everyone’s most valuable weapon. Yes that Master Sword was his, the others had their own in their own times.

In their own times, not there. Was he really going to leave without her? Maybe he’d go back, maybe when everything had ended he’d join the others back to take Fi and bring her home with him. Or maybe not, maybe Fi was destined to travel with those real heroes. After all, Ghirahim was dead now, wasn’t it? Demise was gone too, and Sky’s other tools or a simple sword were more than enough for the smaller monsters in his era.

He was losing a too long time there thinking about it. The right thing was obviously leaving her with the group! So, Sky took his other tools, a few food rations,his sailcloth, and a potion… no, no potions. Hyrule had told him he had to avoid potions for some days. He finally closed his bag and, as quietly as he could, left the inn. He wasn’t heard or seen by anyone.

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Everyone slept so well that night. Twilight woke up early to watch the sunrise, without any worry, just for that day. The rancher hadn’t paid attention to the silhouettes of his companions sleeping in their beds, why would he have to anyway. They were all warm and safe and the village was lively, really no sign of any monster, he had started to question why they were there, maybe Hylia was giving them some rest, or maybe, like the other time, the enemy was hiding in the woods. Twilight was sitting on the steps of the little stone staircase leading from the ground to the entrance of the inn, just looking around and enjoying the peace. There was a round square with a fountain in the center, and the buildings were around it. All around, there was a field and then a forest. They were most likely high in altitude, probably on a mountain valley, as he could see the silhouettes of mountaintops, and everything was made of wood and stone. It was really peaceful.

Twilight was later interrupted by Four, looking quite surprised.

“I thought Sky would have woken up after all of us, instead he got up before me and Hyrule! Hyrule wanted to check on both of you, but Sky isn’t inside. Were you two together?”

Twilight’s face showed pure confusion. Nobody had opened or closed that door before Four that morning.

“Strange, there’s no chance he got up before you and went for a walk. And if that was the case he should be here now already. But I assure you he’s not inside the inn. The Master Sword is on his bed though.”

After some minutes in which the two stared at each other in total confusion, Hyrule and Wild showed up.

The first two informed them about the situation and as Hyrule joined them with a confused face, Wild realized his concern from the day before wasn’t unfounded and quickly alerted the other 3 and rushed in to wake the others up. There was no time to lose. Maybe Sky hadn’t heard his apologies, maybe everything that happened had impacted him more than what everyone could have imagined.

The 8 heroes were all in the bedroom. Silent. Looking at the Master Sword and then at each other, all ready with weapons and shields and tunics. Though usually, Sky would have charged them all with optimism and energy and they would have taken the path all together smiling and laughing at someone's horrible joke. Time couldn’t understand how they had ended in that situation, yes he and Wild had had that messed up discussion but was that alone enough to cause Sky to react that way? Maybe, everyone realized, he had been told he was useless before, maybe in his quest, by someone important, and that had left a huge scar that had been reopened. Wild had a similar story, if someone told him he was a failure, if one of his companions died because he wasn’t fast enough or good enough to save them, he would have done the same, like he almost did when Twilight was hurt. Of course, not because of that single episode, but because of everything behind it. Maybe, the scar had never truly closed and Sky had forced himself to be optimistic and happy to avoid showing them he felt like he wasn’t enough. If that was the case, the chance he would do something extreme was higher. They had to find him as soon as possible!

They didn’t know that place nor where to look. Their initial research was inconclusive. They looked around the village, in the nearest woods, they took the opposite route of the day before, they asked some villagers, but nothing. Where had Sky gone? Was he really that far? They even divided and searched in groups, but came back to the inn with nothing. It was already afternoon, in about 3 hours the sun would have setted. They were getting tired. They absolutely didn’t want to leave Sky alone, but they had no idea on what to do.

Wild took the Master Sword and held it eye level. Sky had said Fi was way more than a voice. She was a companion… and a guide! Maybe she could help, if she was still there.

They couldn’t talk with her or see her, but maybe…

Wild walked to the center of the square, near the fountain, and held the sword with both his hands. He started moving it aimlessly, upward, downward, forward. He needed to understand how to make it work.

Then, he noticed a feeble blue light appearing for a moment then disappearing, something was happening. He swung it again and again and noticed the light appeared always when held horizontally. The others noticed too and came closer. Wild held it firmly, forward. The light was there, but so dim, almost nothing. Slowly, he started turning around, completing a segment of a circle. And then a semi circle, still nothing more happened. The others looked surprised and confused, but they felt there was something right with what Wild was doing. And after another bit, a visible blue light lit up.

They didn’t know what it was, how it happened and what it meant. But maybe Fi was really trying to show them the way, they could follow her direction, it was worth trying.

For maybe the first time after he woke up in the shrine, Wild was not only following directions, but also giving the others directions. He had been in charge of using the Master Sword as he had found out how it worked. Nobody else’s Master Sword had any ability other than being able to seal darkness and channeling energy for a spin attack, so the heroes were all extremely curious. Even Time found that interesting, and Legend and Four were trying to understand the magic and logic behind the ability.

The path they took was full of obstacles, but of course the shortest. Fi was guiding them towards the forest, the dense vegetation and tall fir trees created patterns of lights and shadows, that reminded them they now had about 2 hours to find Sky before they found themselves traveling in the dark. The ground was slippery and some slopes were steep, and yet they were almost running, the sword giving them hope.

Wild couldn’t deny that looking for Sky, with him as the leader, was making him feel useful and put aside his own recurring thoughts about his failure. Maybe being alone for so long had enhanced those, and now adventuring with some companions was finally making him see the truth. He couldn’t say he was totally over it, or he wouldn’t have lost control when Twilight was dying and when Sky was about to be cursed, but he was surely healing. After that adventure, when he’d eventually go back, he needed to explore his land with Flora and help every citizen. That thought made him smile softly.

Four and Legend, walking next to him, noticed it and asked if he sensed they were getting closer. Wild answered the smile was for something else, but they surely were, every step in the right direction was shortening their distance. Or at least, they hoped so. They chose to believe in Fi’s light, that, they had noticed, was somehow getting brighter.

They couldn’t believe Sky could have walked that far by pure force of will. They were taking a huge shortcut, with Fi’s help, and they had already taken 2 hours to get where they were. They still hadn’t found him and they only had one hour. Twilight checked his amount of oil for the lantern, Legend and Four checked their own tools. Wars used to have a lantern during his quest but it broke, luckily Legend said he had another one in case they needed more light. Nobody was surprised by his statement. Classic Legend.

Then, Four noticed something. There were monster footprints on the muddy ground. Lizalfos, most likely.

So there were monsters in that era! Monsters they had to catch and destroy before crossing another portal. Near the monster’s, a human pair of footprints was imprinted on the ground, coming from the right, turning and going straight ahead. And the Master Sword was pointing right in that direction.

Did the monsters take Sky? Or did Sky chase them? There was only one way to know.

The heroes were running, now with the footprints and Fi’s help together following the path was a piece of cake. Maybe they were still on time. They were getting a bit worried, but Sky was the best at fighting, yes his shape wasn’t the best but he could make it. As they got deep into the forest, they noticed it was full of fireflies. The sun had set now, but thanks to the little creatures they could still see quite well.

They stopped abruptly when they heard the noise of swords clashing and monsters screaming. They were all on top of a small C or gulf shaped cliff, about 2 meters tall. On the ground below them were 3 green lizalfos, armored and with what looked like a huge arm guard, one with its spiked tail already cut off and black blood dripping from the open wound. The man the heroes were looking for was right there. Sky was fighting the monsters alone with his whip, beetle and bow.

The heroes, ready with their swords and bows, were ready to jump down and help. Wild had Fi with him and he of course wanted to give her to her master!

But Sky made eye contact with him for a brief second before dodging a tail attack, and be it because he had Fi in hand, or because of the fireflies, or because he had understood he and Sky were extremely similar in a way, Wild got the message. They had to stay there. He turned back and looked at the others.

“Everyone stop!”

The others looked at Wild extremely confused, but did as he said. Four asked why, Warriors stated he wasn’t going to leave a companion in danger alone.

“I wouldn’t either! But that’s what he wants and what he needs. If we jump there and kill even one of those infected monsters for him, he’d feel like we think he isn’t good enough. Instead he will defeat them all!”

Wild turned back at Sky and swung the Master Sword to make him notice it. Sky raised his right arm, after hitting one of the lizalfos with the whip, and Wild threw him the sword, which the chosen hero catched perfectly from the handle. He smiled, and nodded in gratitude. As he slashed the monster, Wild continued.

“I made him feel useless. That probably hurted him way more than we imagine. Like talking about my own failure, it still hurts even now, you’ve clearly seen it. He probably needs to prove himself, and me, he can do this, fighting without our help. I don’t want to steal him another opportunity to end an enemy for good”

The others agreed with Wild. Sky was perfectly capable of defeating 3 infected lizalfos on his own, and if that could make him feel better, if that could heal his pure soul, then it was the right thing to do.

The monsters screamed.

In few, fast and precise moves the lizalfos were all nothing but black smoke, blood, and a bunch of tails and horns. Wild was the first to jump down and immediately threw himself on Sky to hug him tight. It was finally time for him to give the hero his formal apologies, apologies Sky knew were the truest and most genuine he had ever heard. Of course he hugged Wild back and reassured him he felt better now, he had been so mad at himself for having failed again and those lizalfos were all he needed to release the anger. The others reached them shortly after, after letting the two heroes have a moment for themselves first.

They all hugged Sky and Wild or gave pats to their backs, and then promised to remember they were all valuable, worthy, and strong enough. Wild joined them promising that he’d be extra careful and try his best to not snap again, and Sky followed. He wouldn’t escape again. He would always try to remember he’s worthy, and in case he felt like the day before, he would discuss it with the others.

“Look, Hyrule said your body isn’t even at its best, and yet you managed to keep up with 3 empowered lizalfos without the master Sword! And those looked huge and armored!” Wind said.

They walked away, back to the village and the inn, chatting and smiling, with their lanterns all lit on, and a bunch of fireflies following them, attracted to the light.

Maybe the heroes could spend that night enjoying the peace of that village, the sound of water coming from the fountain, a warm dinner, and play their instruments, or maybe they could get the rest they all needed. Either way, they had to spend it carefree.

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The day after, as they were walking in that forest again in search of other footprints or monsters, Sky noticed a dark figure moving swiftly between the trees in the distance. Wind quickly took his telescope and saw Dink opening a portal. As the heroes rushed there, Wild stated that Sky, other than being the best swordsman ever, also had a sharp eye. They all smiled, someone laughed.

With positivity and optimism, they all got into the portal, ready to chase and fight Dink again.

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