#this is the best i could find for ruby so.... just bear with me

[barefoot-joker]

Put a Ring on It~Yandere!Lucifer X Reader

Hey, guys! Welcome back to another Yandere!Lucifer fanfiction. I went a bit of a different route than I normally do, so bear with me. As always, I hope you enjoy and have a great day/night!

Words: 2438

Warnings: Kidnapping, Unorthodox way of getting a partner

I hummed as I walked about the antique store, dusting some of the cases. Today was a bit of a slower day so I tried to find things to occupy my time with. I had already swept, cleaned the windows and moved some items around so dusting everything was my next option. My coworker Jessica meanwhile sat behind the counter polishing some of the glassware our store had to offer. “And so then he got down on one knee and proposed to her in front of the whole restaurant! Can you believe it?”

“And you and your boyfriend were just sitting there and watching?”

“Yeah. It was so romantic, Y/n!”

“It sounds like it was. Were you dropping hints to your man at that moment?”

“Well of course! We’ve been together for six years for crying out loud!”

I chuckled and began dusting one of the jewelry cases. “So how about you, Y/n? Anybody in your life?”

“No, unfortunately. Love isn’t really up my alley right now.”

“I get it.”

Ding! The bell above our front door went off.

Jessica and I both turned our heads towards the door to see an older woman standing there. She was in a red floor length dress and had a grayish brown fur shawl wrapped around her shoulders. She looked on the wealthier side not only because of her clothes but because of all the jewelry she had on. Rings decorated each of her fingers and pearl and gold necklaces draped around her front. She looked around and then spotted us. “Excuse me. Is Sarah in?”

“No, the owner isn’t in, unfortunately. What can we do for you,” Jessica replied.

The woman walked over and set a dark red velvet bag on the glass case. Opening it, she pulled out a gorgeous gold ring that looked like a snake wrapped around a medium sized ruby. The cut of the gem made it appear like an apple. “I was looking to sell this piece of jewelry. I no longer need it in my collection.”

The woman kept glancing around the store, almost like she was paranoid someone was following her. “It’s very beautiful, ma’am. How much were you looking to get?”

“It doesn’t matter. What’s your best offer, sweetie?”

Now that surprised me. I would have thought the woman would have asked for quite the chunk of change considering her appearance, but hey, this job still surprises me sometimes. “We’ll have to look at it and check out if it’s real gold or not. Plus we’ll need to check the karat of ruby you got.”

“You know what, nevermind. Just keep it, sell it, I don’t care!”

Suddenly the woman bolted out of the store despite Jessica and my protests. The slam of the door shook us out of our shock. “What was her problem? It would have only taken us a minute or two to evaluate the ring.”

“I think she had a lot more going on then we could have helped her with, Y/n.”

I hummed. Jessica picked up the ring and twirled it in her fingers. “It is quite the beautiful piece. The old gal could have probably gotten $200 for it. Oh well. You better clean it up and put it in the case. I’ll be on my lunch break.”

“You got it.”

Jessica stood from her perch and went into the back room as I placed the duster back in its proper place. Grabbing some jewelry cleaner and a rag, I picked up the ring and began to clean it. As I rubbed it down and made it shiny the more I felt drawn to it. It was almost like a small voice in my head was telling me to try it on. Eh, it couldn’t hurt could it?

Slipping it onto my ring finger, I admired it by the sunlight coming through the front window. It was quite the stunning piece with the ruby becoming slightly transparent and the gold of the snake shining. “Okay, that’s enough.”

I went to pull off the ring but surprisingly it wouldn’t give. Confused, I pulled again, only to grit my teeth when the ring felt like it tightened. “What gives?”

I pulled at it once more but pulled back when it felt like a fire from Hell grazed my fingertips. “Ow!”

I sighed and stared at the ring, the snake seemingly winking at me. “You’re coming off whether you like it or not.”

Heading into the bathroom, I splashed my hands with hot water before grabbing some soap. Scrubbing my ring finger, I pulled and pulled at the stupid piece of jewelry but it would not come off. I kept at it until my finger was bright red from how hard I was pulling. “Y/n, are you okay?”

I turned to see Jessica behind me, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. “I’m fine. It's just this ring won’t come off!”

I showed her my hand and the brunette tutted. “It looks like it’s jammed on there real good. I see you tried soap and water but to no avail. Have you tried oil yet?”

“No.”

“Well I seem to remember there was some vegetable oil in the break room if you want to try that. What made you try it on anyway?”

“I figured since we try jewelry on all the time it wouldn’t hurt. I guess I was mistaken this time around.”

“Just go try the oil and I’ll Google if there’s anything else we can do.”

“Okay.”

I dried my hands on the towel and then made my way to the break room. I opened all of the cupboards until I found the bottle of vegetable oil. Opening the cap, I splashed some onto the ring and around the finger before I began to rub. I did this for a few minutes and then attempted to pull again. Once again the snake tightened and it felt hot to the touch. I growled in frustration and pulled a few more times. Getting nowhere, I put the container of oil back and slammed the cupboard shut. I went over to the sink and rinsed off the excess oil before returning to Jessica in the main room. “Did you find anything useful?”

“No, but listen to this. I just did a general search on the ring and found an interesting article. Apparently a ring just like yours was said to have been crafted back in the Renaissance. A rich man was trying to court a young woman but she would have nothing to do with him. Summoning the Devil, the man and Lucifer made a deal that at the next masquerade ball the man would have the young woman. The Devil then crafted a ring and said that is what the man will propose with. If the woman denied his affections then she would become Lucifer’s. At the ball the woman denied the man’s affections and right then and there, the horned demon took her. It is said that whoever puts the ring on next will belong to Satan himself.”

“And where was this article found?”

“Somebody posted it on Reddit.”

I rolled my eyes. “Stop trying to scare me with fairy tales. I’m already anxious that the stupid thing won’t come off.”

“Yeah, but can you imagine Y/n? You might now be the Devil’s next wife!”

We looked at each other deeply before we both burst into a fit of giggles. “OMG as if that article is true, am I right?”

I laughed. There was no way it could be true…right?

Jessica came up to me and spun me around in a twirl. “We’d better look for your wedding gown while we’re here. We wouldn’t want Lucifer to be disappointed would we?”

“No, we wouldn’t.”

We giggled as we ran around the store finding all the pieces to make me the perfect bride. When we finished, we stood by the full length mirror. I held the white gown up to my chest and Jessica draped a veil over the top of my head. “Look at you! I’d say Lucifer is one lucky man!”

“You think so?”

“Oh I know so! So you couldn’t catch a human’s romantic affections but hey you got the Big Boss of Hell on your side!”

I set the dress down and the two of us began to dance. Jessica hummed a tune as we waltzed through the store, laughing the whole time. “Okay, okay. We’d better get back to work.”

I pulled the veil off and picked the dress back up. Returning them to their spots, Jessica and I continued our work day. 

Later that night, Jessica and I were finishing locking up. The brunette clicked the door shut and turned the key. Pulling out the key, she turned to me. “I hope you have a good night, Y/n. And if the Devil does end up marrying you, don’t forget to send me an invite.”

“Will do. Have a good night, Jessica.”

The two of us waved at each other before heading off in opposite directions. The night was slightly busy as several cars drove on the road and people were out and about. As I was walking down a quieter street, I heard a slight humming. Curious, I looked around and couldn’t find anything that created the noise. I ignored and kept walking. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see bright golden specks fly up around me. Probably just fireflies.

Suddenly I couldn’t feel the ground below me and I was free falling. I screamed and quickly closed my eyes, my limbs sort of flying about. Just as sudden as I started falling, I stopped. The air in my lungs flew out as I sat on the hard ground and slowly but surely I opened my eyes. I gasped as my surroundings were completely different. I appeared to be in a hallway, red and light red striped wallpaper with white filigree decorated the walls, golden lights hung from the walls, and a red carpet lay atop the dark reddish floorboards. “There you are!”

My head snapped in front of me and my eyes widened. A small demon with a pointed tail and suit stood in front of me, his yellow eyes staring me down. “We’ve been wondering when you’d arrive, Miss. Please, come with me.”

I stood and backed away from the creature. “W-where am I? How’d I get here? Who are you?”

“All questions will be answered in due time, my lady. However, we need to get you ready. His Majesty will be here very soon and he’s expecting to see you.”

The demon grabbed onto my hand and led me down the corridor to a room on the right. We appeared to be in a walk-in closet of sorts as there were clothes hanging everywhere and a variety of dressers. The butler let go of my hand and had me sit at a vanity. The lights around the mirror were very bright so I found myself squinting. I watched as the little demon went to a couple of the different dressers, pulling out various things. He came to me a few moments later and stood behind me. Taking my hair in his claws, he petted it a few times before putting in a golden snake barrette. He repeated this action on the other side of my head. He then went to my neck and clicked a pearl necklace into place. Smoothing out the shirt I had on, the demon glanced over me before deciding I was fit enough. Grabbing my hand once more, the two of us walked down the hall and to a grand staircase. Going down to the first floor, he led me to a large room with two black thrones. The red eyes on the chairs stared me down as suddenly a poof of red smoke made a man sit on the left seat. He was on the shorter side and wore all white with a splash of red here and there. Our eyes locked onto each other and a big grin made its way to his lips. “Ah, darling! I’ve been waiting for you!”

The demon butler pushed me forwards and bowed. “Your Majesty. Will there be anything else you need?”

“No, but thank you, Dorian. Let us be.”

“Of course, Your Highness.”

The little guy walked out of the room and with a click of the door, my heart began to pound loudly. I turned back to the blonde man and he motioned me forward. I gulped and went up the three steps to be near him. “I’ve been so excited to see you, my dear! Looking at you through a magic ball doesn’t do you justice.”

I could feel skin heat up at his comment. “Um, w-who are you?”

“How rude of me! Lucifer Morningstar, King of Hell and your soon to be husband.”

I choked on my spit as he wiggled his eyebrows. “W-what?!”

“Oh did you not listen to your friend’s little story? We are to be wed, my dear.”

“I thought it was just some-”

“Fairy tale? Not at all! You slipped on my ring and are therefore mine. Oh, Dorian made you look so cute!”

I couldn’t believe it. Jessica’s story she read was real and I was going to be the Devil’s wife. Lucifer patted the throne next to him and I sat, still in shock. “Oh we’ve got so much to plan, sweetie! After all if we’re to be married next month-”

“Next month?! Are you crazy? I don’t even know you nor do I want to be in this situation!”

“It won’t be that bad, Y/n. We can get to know each other even after the wedding. Many couples get married and find love with each other after.”

“Look, I don’t want this. So you can just take your ring back and let me go home.”

I stood up and made my way down the stairs when suddenly I was flown back into Lucifer. He held me on his lap and nuzzled into me. “Ah, ah, ah! I can’t take the ring off even if I wanted to. It’s bound us together, you and I. Besides, you’re too cute to pass up.”

He booped my nose and I wanted to die right then and there. “I promise we’ll be happy together. I’m a very attentive lover and I can give you whatever you want. I am the Devil after all.”

He gave my cheek a kiss and all I could think of was Lord get me out of here.

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[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

COLLISION

Astarion x Y/N - Chapter 7 - 3.8K WC - NSFW 18+

Masterlist

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5 NSFW 18+

Chapter 6 NSFW 18+

Chapter 7 NSFW 18+ (you are here!)

Warnings: last chapter!, penetrative sex (gender neutral), sappy and fluffy af

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“What would you like to do my dear? It’s your last day as a mortal, anything you want shall be yours.” Astarion said as he finished dressing himself.

You smiled, watching him from the bedroll as you drank the tea he had brought you. You thought about what you could possibly miss the most once you could no longer thrive in the sun. “The beach, I want to go to the beach.” you said.

Astarion smiled at you, a fine choice he thought. “The beach it is.” he took the empty cup from you, helping you stand. You adjusted your clothes, knowing you wouldn’t be in them long once you got to the beach. Astarion held your hand as you both walked out of camp, his supply pack slung over his other arm. Gale was the only other companion awake so early. You waved at him as you left camp, he smiled back at you. 

Astarion took you to a secluded cove, not another soul in sight. The water looked like it was made of crystal, shimmering and shining in hypnotic patterns. You quickly shimmied out of your clothes before bolting to the water. It captured you in a warm embrace, feeling perfect on your body as you twisted around in the water.

Astarion watched you from the shore as he slowly took his clothes off. You were so happy with something as simple as the ocean. He watched as you swam lazily, sun glistening on your body. He lusted for you but above all he felt this sinking in his heart. He loved you and couldn’t bear to think of life without you. When you agreed to becoming immortal it felt like a blow to his chest. In the best kind of way; he honestly expected you to say no. Maybe even leave him. He would have understood, but gods it would have destroyed him. Yet here you were, basking in the sun one final time. After the tadpoles were gone he wanted you to be able to remember this day, the way it made you feel. He would still take you to see sunsets, never wanting you to be completely withdrawn from the bright world. His thoughts were interrupted by wet arms encasing him.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, kissing his bare shoulder.

“Nothing my sweet.” he said, turning around so you could face each other, his hands finding your waist.

“You have that look on your face.” you said.

He raised his eyebrow at you. “That! That look.” you giggled a bit. “It's a mix between perplexed and distraught.” 

Astarion smiled and sighed, his hands coming up to envelop your face, “Are you sure you want to give this up?” he asked. He wanted to give you every opportunity to back out because, once done, it’s done. There is no cure for vampirism. You would be stuck.

“Astarion Ancunin,” you said firmly. His full name and tone of your voice had him holding your gaze, hanging on every word. “I want you. Everything else is…” you trailed off looking at him expectantly.

“Background noise.” he breathed out. 

“I love you and will spend eternity proving it to you. Now, enough with the melancholy, come enjoy the sun with me.” you said while trailing your hand down his chest, over his stomach. His eyes closed as he felt your hand touch him where he wanted you most. Before any pleasure could build, you ran back to the water, laughing as you ran. Astarion was quick though, he grabbed you by your waist, you let out a happy shriek as both your feet got tangled causing you to collapse into the salty water. You emerged first wiping the droplets from your eyes as you looked around for him. Another shriek escaped your lips when he picked you up from under the water. He gazed at you, his ruby eyes big and round. You loved when he looked like this. Carefree. As if nothing had ever hurt him. As if it were just you two in the whole world. He slowly slid you back down into the water. You kissed him briefly before splashing him and trying to swim away. 

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You and Astarion laid on a large flat rock, half in the sea half out. The stone was sizzling against your wet flesh but you would have it no other way. You laid on your back with your eyes closed, your arms above your head, perfectly resting. Your eyes opened when you felt something cold against your lips. Astarion laid on his front, he held a grape to your mouth. You bit it in half, Astarion smiled and pulled the other half into his mouth. 

“If you could go back to your world for a few moments, would you?” he asked randomly.

You pushed yourself onto your elbows, looking at him with a confused face, “Indulge me.” he said.

“I would only go back to get a few precious things from my house I suppose.” you shrugged, not wanting to make it sound like you wanted to go home in any way. 

“Would you like to get your things?” you stared at him in confusion before he spoke again, “I spoke to that rhyming sack of bones and he said he could open a doorway so to speak. You’d get five minutes.” you kissed Astarion, seeing his true self be devoted to you and your happiness made your heart flutter. “Only if you come with me, I don’t want even the slightest chance of losing you should the portal close accidentally.”

“As if I’d let you go alone.” he said, kissing you quickly. 

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Withers opened a portal before you. Astarion’s hand was clutched in yours tightly. You were terrified to go back to your world. Even the smallest threat of having to go back permanently or be without Astarion made you sick to your stomach. You swallowed down your fear, pressing “start” on your phone timer before jumping through the portal with Astarion in tow. It felt like you were falling before there was a harsh thud as your feet planted themselves against your bedroom floor. You heard little pats on the floor before a soft mewl. 

“Diaval!” you cood to your cat before picking him up and giving him a cuddle. “He’s coming with.” you said to Astarion who rolled his eyes, fighting the smirk on his face. 

You quickly shoved your favorite books and clothing into your backpack. Frantically trying to think of anything else that could be needed or wanted. Grabbing your favorite necklace you slipped it on and picked up your converse before handing them to Astarion. You picked up Diaval and hurried Astarion back to the portal. You took one final look around at the life you had. It was cold and dark in the room, lonely. Astarion slid his hand into yours, gently pulling you as he saw the portal start to get ever so slightly smaller. You ripped your eyes from your room, looking into his eyes, your future is all you saw. 

You both emerged from the portal. It was as if hours had passed in Baldur’s Gate, the sun long gone behind the hills. Withers closed the portal as soon as you both stepped through. You didn’t know if Withers had emotions but you were so grateful. Surely he did it for a price but it didn’t stop you from sticking your hand out, Withers took your hand. You held it for a moment before giving it a squeeze, “Thank you.” you whispered to him. 

You started towards Astarion’s tent before he gently tugged your arm. “Actually darling, I’d like to take you somewhere if that’s alright.” you smiled at him and skipped back to his side. You set Diaval down with Grub, the two sniffing each other out before Diaval sauntered away, presumably to explore camp. 

You and Astarion wandered the streets of Baldur’s Gate. You could hear the carnival off in the distance. The music and voices around you made the busy streets feel even more frantic. Astarion occasionally pointed out shops or places he had a story for. 200 years in Baldur’s Gate gave him plenty of stories. Finally you ended up at the Elfsong Tavern. Astarion led you inside and up the stairs. 

“Astarion! We need to pay to be up here!” you whispered harshly.

“I already paid.” he said in an unconvincing tone.

“Oh my god did you charm the innkeeper?” you asked, a smile creeping onto your face as you searched his. 

“How lowly you think of me,” he said, holding his hand to his chest feigning offense. 

You glared at him for a moment before he rolled his eyes, “... perhaps a bit of charm was used.” he looked anywhere but at you. 

You laughed before squeezing his hand, “Lead the way.”

Astarion took you down the hall to a room alienated from the others. A simple room with a bed, a basin, and a small desk. Lamps flickered, illuminating the room with the dancing flames. You sat on the edge of the bed looking up at Astarion. He moved to stand between your legs, cupping your cheeks. He searched your face, unsure what he was even looking for. Your hands wrapped themselves around his wrists, gently smoothing your thumbs back and forth. 

“I’m sure I want this Astarion. I’m not glass, I won't break.” you said, smiling softly at him, trying to reassure the growing worry you saw.

Astarion sighed before leaning down to peck your lips. “I wish I could have made it more  romantic, but I suppose this will have to do.” he said, gesturing to the room.

“This is perfect.” you said as you laid down on the bed, adjusting yourself into a comfortable position.

Astarion climbed on top of you, his face looked sorrowful. He carded his hands through your hair, “I’m sorry this will hurt.” he looked at you.

You held his face, pulling him up to kiss you. You both stayed like that for a moment, exchanging kisses until Astarion felt you tug your shirt open. He pulled away and you nodded at him. He kissed your neck repeatedly before sinking his fangs in. You had become used to the sensation and gave nothing more than a little jolt when you felt him start sucking blood out of you. He drank for a moment, until you became woozy the room was spinning. As he pulled back, you had to wait a moment for him to come into focus. You saw him bite into his wrist, his blood looked almost black. He brought it to your lips, a few drops landing on them. The irony taste felt strangely appealing. You took his wrist in your mouth, sucking down gulps of his blood. You shoved him away and spat what blood was left in your mouth. You started crying and shaking violently. It felt as if a searing chill was spreading across your bones. Your insides meshed and mingled in the most painful fashion. Your teeth felt like they were being yanked out at an excruciatingly slow pace. Every bit of you ached. You writhed in pain on the bed as Astarion tried to talk you through it. He attempted to hold you but when you shoved him away again he left you be. You whimpered and screamed, hoping it would all end soon. Your vision was consumed by darkness before you felt your body go numb. You panted, the pain making your chest heave. When you opened your eyes it's as if your senses were dialed to eleven. Everything was perfectly focused, you could see every detail wherever you looked. Your hearing was impeccable. You could smell the city in every aspect. Above all you felt your throat and how dry it was. Aching for a sip. You sat up quickly, reaching for Astarion’s wrist. Sucking down more of his sweet crimson - you felt powerful. You could drink him dry if he had let you. He pulled away and you whimpered at the loss. 

You had never looked so beautiful. Your striking red eyes held Astarion’s gaze. The blood that dribbled down your lips and chin gleamed in the fire light. Astarion kissed you quickly, whispering apologies for the pain he caused you. 

“I’ve never felt better, my love.” you said flashing your first smile with your newly acquired fangs. 

You lapped up the last of the blood on Astarion’s wrist before he kissed you, invading your mouth with his tongue. You both moaned at the contact. Astarion tasted himself on your lips. How delicious, he thought. You indulging in him. The heat spreading in your body makes you feel hungry, but not for blood. Your lover towering over you on his knees was a sight the gods would be envious of. You pulled Astarion back to you, fighting his tongue for dominance as you laid down. You untied your shirt with one hand as you lay there, the other running over the ridges of his scars along his back. 

“Can we?” Astarion asked out of breath.

“Until the world crumbles around us.” you breathed back.

Astarion’s hand disappeared between your thighs. Nothing compared to the feeling. What you felt now is barely comparable to sex before, even with the elixir of folly in your system. Your senses were so heightened you had to tell Astarion to be gentler than he already was. Astarion watched you, your face distorted in pain and pleasure.

“Please…” you begged repeatedly, for what you didn’t exactly know. 

Astarion kept on you, shushing you and whispering the filthiest things in your ear. “You’re so good for me, little love…”

You nodded fervently, too caught up in the pleasure to string words together. You reached for Astarion and guided him on top of you, hands skimming over the laces on his pants.

“Naughty - it’s like you read my mind.” he said, letting your hand sink into his pants. Feeling him through his small clothes. It set something off inside him. He swiftly took his clothes off, never stopping his hand from pleasuring you. You moaned loudly, feeling yourself all too close to the familiar edge. Astarion pulled his hand away, leaving you feeling unsatisfied. You let out a confused groan, looking to Astarion for an explanation. You watched as he fisted himself, the lust inside you roaring. Begging to be quenched. You couldn’t stand it, your own fingers instinctively going between your thighs to satisfy the ache in you. Astarion watched with hooded, dark eyes. Almost carnal, like a predator watching its prey. Astation pulled your hand away, lacing it with his, holding it above your head. You kissed him as he pleased you. His hands, mouth, and cock all trying to claim as many points of contact as they could. Unsurprisingly, you didn’t last long. The stimulation making you overly sensitive. Tears welled in your eyes, the pleasure making you convulse as Astarion chased his high. He followed you quickly with his release. Both of you panting for a moment, letting the remaining pleasure settle lowly in your stomachs. Astarion pulled off of you, both of you covered in blood and sweat. Without a word, He picked you up and walked to the room across from yours. A steam room with a bath poured to the brim of the large tub. Astarion locked the door before settling you into the bath. You sighed happily at the hot water. Astarion sat behind you, holding you to his chest. You almost drifted off to sleep a few times before jolting back up, determined to stay awake after such a monumental night. 

“I thought I wouldn’t get sleepy as a vampire.” you mumbled into his chest.

He let out a breathy laugh, “Your body has been through quite a bit today, it’ll need a little rest.” you huffed out like an annoyed child. Astarion laughed before he kissed your head, playing with your hair as you both soaked in the tub. You fell asleep rather quickly. Astarion shifted gently so as not to wake you. He gently cleaned the blood from you, as a bit had gotten on your body in the heat of the moment. He watched you sleep as the water grew tepid. He could hear how shallow your heart beat was. Contrary to popular belief, it takes time to become undead, the vampire venom soaking into every atom of your being. He gently traced the healed bite scar on your neck. A forever reminder of what you are now.

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You awoke before Astarion, a rare thing. The sun was barely caressing the horizon. You felt hungry. Remembering that Astarion said you could embibe in mortal food you crept down the squeaky stairs. The innkeeper was scuttling around the kitchen, you slowly walked in, knocking gently on the door frame so as to not scare the woman. She whipped around, hand holding her forehead. She gave a pained smile as you remained in the shadows. 

“Breakfast will be served shortly.” she said before letting out a whooping cough that echoed in the kitchen. The babe in her arms fussed about. The poor woman looked drained. 

“If I may be so bold, you don’t look entirely… well.” you said inching closer.

She scoffed, “I don’t feel entirely well.”

“May I?” you said taking the milk and eggs out of her hands. She put up no resistance. “Here,” you said, handing her a few pieces of gold. “You go see the healer, I will take care of breakfast.”

“Oh, I couldn’t possibly…” she said, waving you off dismissively. 

“I insist.” You said, gently taking the babe from her arms. “You go, we will all be fine until you return. How many patrons do you host?” 

The lady of the house sighed, holding her head as she tried to remember, “Just umm… just you and your friends.” 

Friends? You felt joy that your friends would be the first to see your transformation. They knew how much you and Astarion felt for each other, how you cared for each other. They would be happy for you both, intertwining your fates. 

“Are you sure? It’s really nothing...” she said before letting out another cough. 

“I’m sure madame, worry not, they are in good hands.” you gestured to the babe who had nuzzled themselves into your chest. 

“Baela.” She said as she hobbled to the door, “Her name is Baela.”

You cooed at the baby, you never particularly wanted children but they weren’t so bad in small doses. You settled the baby on the counter, using your soft coat as a makeshift bassinet. They slept soundly, little huffs coming from their mouth. You got to work on breakfast deciding that french toast was easy enough for everyone. You played music on your phone softly so as not to wake the babe. You swayed around the kitchen, singing some of the words of the song while you cooked.

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Astarion awoke to an empty, cold bed. He reached out for you but when he felt nothing on your side his eyes snapped open. His first instinct was to panic, he frantically got up. Throwing his clothes on sloppily he stepped swiftly down the stairs. He didn’t see you in the lobby but he ever so faintly heard music. He inched towards the kitchen, the smell of something sweet rising through the air. Astarion stayed in the shadows as he peered around the corner.

“And he’s very handsome. Did I mention that? His eyes are like rubies, his hair as white as fresh snow, and ughhh that voice? Simply to die for.” you spoke to the baby as she giggled and watched you plate all the food. You heard some of your companions rising above you so you readied the food, knowing they’d be famished. “Behind his beauty though… there is so much pain…” Astarion felt his heart sink, he knew you regretted him. “But! Now that I’m immortal, I can help him heal. His soul is truly beautiful, he’s so kind and caring despite his cold exterior. I punched him a bit after we met actually.” you said, tickling the babes stomach just enough for her to let out a shrill giggle. “... he is meant for me I think, and I for him. This universe had a collision with mine for us to even meet, how could we not be meant for each other?” you asked the babe who looked at you with wide, bright eyes. 

Astarion’s heart felt as if it was beating again, he felt so human in this moment. Something he hadn’t felt in over a hundred years. Love was so foreign to him even now he questioned every move he made and every word he uttered. Believing you loved him so much was almost unfathomable. 

Almost. 

Astarion walked through the archway, finally stepping out of the shadows. Your back was to him so he wrapped his arms around you, pressing his chest to your back while placing a soft kiss on your neck. You hummed happy he was with you. You set the food and condiments on the table, waiting for the hungry adventurers to come downstairs. Astarion watched as you ever so gently picked up Baela. She fussed a bit before you hushed her. Astarion returned to his previous position, hugging you. You bothe swayed back and forth. Astarion watched Baela sleep. As much as he despised children, he could at least acknowledge the babe was cute. 

“Darling, did you steal a baby?” he asked with a tinge of humor in his voice.

“Hardly,” you said as you smacked his arm lightly “the innkeeper is sick, she’ll be back as soon as she sees the healer.” 

“Awww how domestic.” Karlach teased from the doorway, she eyed the table full of food. “You made breakfast?” she rushed over, making herself a plate.

Everyone else shortly followed, the innkeeper coming back already with more color in her face. You handed Baela off, waving to her as the innkeeper went to the front desk. 

You watched everyone from behind the counter as they all ate while talking and laughing. Astarion gazed at you as you watched them. 

“What is it?” he asked.

“What? Oh nothing… I just… This little group, it's like a family… it's all I could ever want. And having it with you, it… makes me happy.” you smiled fondly at everyone before looking to Astarion.

He pulled you into a gentle kiss, wrapping an arm around your waist and  cupping your face with the other. Your hands rested on his chest. You heard the room quiet down, breaking the kiss you looked over at everyone. Most of them wearing shit eating grins, Karlach taking pictures with your phone. You blushed, hiding your face in Astarion’s chest until you heard their chatter pick back up. Astarion chuckled at your sudden bashfulness, he tilted your chin up. Smiles adorned both your faces.

“Whatever happens… together?” he held his pinky before you, eyes all but pleading.

You kissed him, locking your pinky with his, “Always.” 

fin.

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Hello! I hope this was a satisfactory ending for you guys. I will write more and for other characters - just need to get some motivation and requests would be lovely to get the brain going. Thank you for reading, commenting, and reblogging! Love yaaaaaaa xoxo <3

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[saduko]

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Itachi Uchiha x Fem!Reader 4.6K words

Content Warning: Nothing really, Naruto has his feelings hurt though :(, my gramma as usual

Summary: Naruto always knew Itachi and yourself were close prior to the tragedy of the Uchiha clan, but never really knew the extent of your relationship with the now wanted criminal; not until now, when Itachi and yourself unintentionally see each other for the first time in 8 years.

Further: This is loosely based off of a scene in episode 125 of shippuden |link here| though obviously with a few twists to fit the reader into the context. The original clip is about Sasuke, that's been modified to the reader.

I had so much trouble getting this one to pop up in the tags but it should work now.

Writing for a dead fandom :')

The progression Naruto had made in the spur of the moment mission had somehow lead him landing carefully behind a tree, as the looming presence of someone watching him had finally caught his attention. It had been a long day, a long one indeed, between the bulk of the Shinobi force he'd been with suddenly catching a glimpse of Sasuke; one minor mission had suddenly turned into a rat race between the Leaf Shinobi and team Taka. One side desperately trying to get away, and the other side desperately trying to capture.

Though between all the chaos and commotion - the urgent scrambling to find Sasuke once and for all - Naruto had almost been oblivious to the menacing presence that had been trailing his every move. Almost.

He'd somehow managed to split from the main group and was urgently jumping around on his own, until the chakra hit him, his spine chilling at the intensity of it. In the moments between his mindless tree hopping to noticing the presence, it'd only taken him a second to jump behind the thick of a tree and peer around it, quickly making eye contact with two ruby red eyes glaring back from the shadows.

'Sharingan?!' The thought had his chest clenching in anticipation. Had he completed his mission? No... He noticed the figure was just the slightest bit taller then who he'd been looking for. And as the figure emerged from the shadows, his doubts were also confirmed. 'Not Sasuke. No, thats... Itachi Uchiha.' He could feel a sweat breaking along his skin. This was undoubtedly going to get messy.

He was nervous, admittedly so. He had heard what a formidable opponent Itachi Uchiha was. Word of mouth was reliable but experience was undeniable; and Naruto seemed to vividly recall all the moments you'd spoken about how strong Itachi truly was.

You were indisputably one of the strongest Shinobi of the current leaf generation, having trained with the best - one of those being Itachi himself. Naruto couldn't begin to count the amount of times you'd spoken about Itachi- told stories of the times the two of you used to spar, and every time you told him stories, you'd always been sure to emphasize the strength Itachi bear. If the strongest preached his strength, then his strength was nothing to be undermined.

Itachi was no one to be messed with. He knew that because you had said so, and everyone that knew you always spoke about how well you knew Itachi. It was a full circle of word of mouth and the source always came back to you, the one with experience.

As Itachi stepped out into the open, Naruto found it wise to do the same. 'Don't provoke him,' that was his strategy. 'Attack quietly and slowly.'

"Itachi!" He did a good job at masking his nerves, "You're here to capture me, huh?!"

Itachi was silent for a moment, as if assessing Naruto's every move, every feature, every cell. His presence, his eyes- they were so overbearing.

"No, I'm not." His voice finally came in a soft vibration. His reputation certainly exceeded his personality, he seemed so docile. "Right now I'm only here to talk to you Naruto."

As he spoke, the two shadow clones Naruto had been silently setting behind the man finally made their move, dashing in from behind him in hopes to catch him off guard. Though Itachi didn't flinch, executing nothing but a mindless flick of his hands, throwing two Kunai behind him and ultimately eliminating them without even needing to turn his head. His reputation may have exceeded his personalty, but it certainly didn't exceed his abilites.

"I know that you're out here all by yourself." Itachi hadn't seemed phased by the interruption, his voice yet again low and level, speaking as if the two were just strangers who happened to walk by each other.

Though Itachi's words were threatening, Naruto was never one to lay back and take threats, "I can be anywhere from one to a thousand." His smirk was menacing and confident. "Besides, If I capture you, I'd get to hear what Y/n has to say to you."

Once again, there was a moment of stillness between them, and Naruto was quickly learning that this was a normal occurrence with Itachi. However, this silence was just the slightest bit different, and Naruto would have entirely missed the change if he hadn't been observing Itachis face so hard. His eyes wavered for just a moment, and Naruto couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows at the occurrence.

He'd been told many stories about Itachi and you, from both yourself and the Jonin around you. He knows you two were rivals in the academy, he knows the both of you were paired together in Anbu, and he knows you both eventually became good friends. He vaguely recalls one time Kakashi sensei had mentioned he'd never really seen the two of you apart. Though no one ever expanded upon that, no one ever really disclosed the extent of your relationship, and all of the younger generation had just assumed you were friends, a friendship that was quickly discarded after the massacre.

Naruto was young but he'd seen the change in you after that day. Your expression seemed drearier and you became noticeably more quiet. But your eyes always glint a little when Itachis name was mentioned, and your face always brightened in the slightest when recalling memories involving him. He had always just brushed it off as hopeful nostalgia at a happy memory, but now seeing the same reaction in Itachis face at the mention of your own name... Well now he wasn't so sure it was something so simple.

"Y/n?" The sound of Itachis voice emitting past his lips was just the slightest bit mournful, and It shocked Naruto to hear the touch of emotion behind what was a usually monotone voice. "And what does her opinion matter in any of this?"

Naruto bit his lip as he pondered the mans words. He had spoken to Itachi a few times before this, and in those encounters he'd come to notice that Itachi had a tendency of dismissing the people in whom he'd once been close with. And it hurt him, burned him to his core that someone so pure could be brushed aside so nonchalantly by a man so evil, What does it matter, he asks?! Was your position in his life so irrelevant to him that not even your opinion mattered to him?!

"Not that you would care anyways! But she hasn't been the same ever since you left."

Itachis expression seemed blank at the words Naruto spat, and this only seemed to anger Naruto more.

"Does it not matter to you that you not only slaughtered a clan full of people, but permenantly scarred the ones closest to you in the process!?" His voice was getting louder.

"And what do you care of it?"

"I care of it all!" Finally he was snapping, no more playing it safe, Itachi Uchiha was too cold for someone like Naruto. "She'd never hurt you the way you hurt her, hurt Sasuke!"

"What? And you think you can be a better rock to her perhaps?" Itachis tone was condescending, Naruto knew, but he couldn't find it in himself to care about the sarcasm he emitted.

"You were her friend once! But I'll be more of a friend to her then you ever were! She's like a sister to me."

The air between them became still for only a moment, the conversation coming to halt as Naruto's words left his mouth. He assumed the silence fell because Itachi was assessing his words in anger at the implication that Naruto was better then him at something- something so trivial, yet still so important- though the small smile that crept upon Itachis face all of sudden was enough to stun Naruto for the slightest of seconds. He was... smiling?

That split second of vulnerability was enough to allow Itachi an entry point, to which he utilized without a second to spare, pressing his hand up to his chest with two fingers extended. "Mangekyo Sharingan." And in an instant, Naruto was cast under Itachis genjutsu.

"Naruto's still not back yet."

For what seemed like the 5th time in the past 10 minutes, Kakashi let a sigh escape past his mask. "Naruto is more then capable of taking care of himself, he'll come rendezvous with us once he realizes the trails gone cold."

Your eyes cast down as the words senselessly left your lips, a sigh of your own gracing the air as you pouted. Your trust in Naruto usually exceeded your worry, but something about this situation was telling you to panic. "I knew we shouldn't of split up. He's way too prone to running off on his own."

"Y/n sensei, I'm sure Naruto's fine." Sakuras sweet voice was just the slightest bit of reassurance in the thick of your swirling mind and you signaled back a weary smile at the girl to ensure that you were fine, just nervous. You were sure you were overreacting, yet this feeling just wouldn't shake.

"Yeah, I'm sure he is too. Maybe just a Shinobis intuition growing too weary." You spoke the words with the intent of calming yourself and ensuring the team that you were in fact fine. And for what it was worth, it had seemed to work for a moment. The group smiled reassuringly as your stance softened slightly, before your face completely fell, and your eyes suddenly grew bulging wide.

"Y/n?" Kakashis voice was cautious and curious as he observed your facial expression change. He'd known you for a very long time, but never in his life had he ever seen the look of utter apprehension upon your face. It was extremely worrying.

It had only been for a split second, but the intensely familiar wave of chakra that suddenly washed over you was undeniable. He was here, and with Naruto missing it all suddenly became absurdly clear.

"Don't follow me!"

"What?!"

But you hadn't given Kakashi's curiosity the time of day. You were dashing away before a single person in the mission team could even process the words you had just spoken, not missing a minute in pushing yourself towards the looming aura you had just felt up against your skin not even a moment before.

It couldn't be. You told yourself. There was no way. He only said he'd show himself again when his ultimate plan was set in motion but- theres no way! It was too soon!

Your body carried you to where the presence was emitting the strongest.

Straight along the tree branches, left besides the towering rock, right from the small clearing in the shrubbery. It had only been a few minutes at full speed and there you found him, both of them.

Naruto lay flat on the floor, unconscious, though seemingly unharmed and the man you'd undoubtedly sensed loomed calmly only a few meters away.

You had to blink a few times to truly believe what your eyes exhibited. He was here... really in front of you. Not the illusion he'd displayed to you the night he left, not the constant dream you'd had of him reoccuringly for the past 8 years. But a real image of the man you'd loved and lost standing right before you, and for the first time ever, he hadn't seemed to notice you.

You opened your mouth ready to spill his name, but you struggled to find your voice under all the emotions that bubbled in your chest. It was as if an 8 year mirage you'd been fixing and fabricating was now bleeding into real life and there was nothing you could do to collect your thoughts from racing. Though finally, your voice came to you. "I-Itachi!"

Itachi's body seemingly froze at the sound in what you could only assume to be utter surprise, an image you never in your lifetime thought you'd see before you.

He seemed taken aback, as if really not expecting your voice to have emitted from around him. His vulnerability allowed him a moment of frantic searching, crimson eyes darting around the shadows of the trees surrounding the area in which he presided, sweaty palms clutching the fabric of his sleeve as he searched. And only then did he find the source of the voice, the source of the reason he was here in the first place.

There you stood in all your glory, eyes wide, face red and uniform slightly discolored from the intense mission you'd undoubtedly been on. You were just as beautiful as the day he left you, and noticeably more mature too.

"Y/n?" His voice was hesitant. Itachi didn't know if he was being tricked instead. Were you truly there? There was no chance. Though he'd be the first to admit he wanted nothing but to see you once again, you were also the last thing he was expecting to see.

He'd calculated this mission to a tee, theres was no chance he could have miscalculated his steps. You weren't supposed to be here, and he was never wrong. This had to be some sort of genjutsu he concluded; no one could ever be able to cause him to miscalculate...

Well except you. You knew all his tricks and all his movements, if anyone could surprise him, cause him to misjudge it really was you.

You were just as cunning and just as strong. If he had miscalculated and you somehow did manage to end up on this mission, it wouldn't be unimaginable that he somehow missed your presence. You were always better then him at concealing anyways.

"You weren't supposed to be here. What are you doing?" So he really wasn’t expecting you. That explains why he seemed so stunned.

"My mission went south when Sasuke and his group showed up and I was called to rendezvous and assist team Kakashi in recovering him."

Sasuke interrupted? How ironic that his hateful little brother was indirectly the reason he met up with the woman he loved once again.

"What are you doing here Itachi?"

It took the man a moment to find his words because how was he supposed to explain this to you...? It wasn't exactly easy to say 'I was just coming to intimidate the boy you view as a little brother in order to find out if you were going to be loved and taken care of by other people when I inevitably die from the disease thats slowly killing me.'

Yeah, maybe he should avoid such wording. "I'm on a personal mission."

"Personal mission, hm? And does that personal mission entail beating up Naruto for his lunch money?"

The laugh that came to him was so sudden yet so natural, It was like not a moment had passed between you two and he found himself letting down his guard so quickly.

"Perhaps." His smile was warm as he stared off into your eyes, he really did miss the way you'd effortlessly make him laugh. Your expression seemed just as bright as his own, eyes gleaming at the sound you hadn't heard but very much missed for years on end. Oh how you yearned for his voice, his laugh, his touch.

To this you took a quick but cautious step closer. "Itachi..."

"Y/n." His tone was kind yet warning, reminding you that you couldn't be seen near him for your own safety and standing in the village. You were one of the very few people who knew the absolute truth about Itachi, but unfortunately you were just that- one of few. The majority of the leaf classified the rogue ninja as a murderer, a traitor, someone to be hateful of, and for that reason he'd told you to stay away.

"I know you want me to keep my distance but Itachi-"

"No Y/n."

"You won't let me say what I want to say-"

"Because we've spoken about this."

"No we haven't because you won't let me elaborate."

"Theres no need to elaborate when discussing your safety. There isn't a conversation to be had."

"That's not your decision to make."

"It is when I've risked my life upon it."

As the discussion went on, neither of the two succeeded in noticing the slight stir besides them, maybe it was the utter shock at the presence of each other, not having seen or spoken in over 8 years, or maybe it was the intensity of the conversation itself, but as Naruto's eyes slowly fluttered open, the couple only continued to talk without filter.

"It's not just your life this decision affects. I'm not a child anymore, And you're going to listen."

"Y/n-"

"Let me come with you."

Your voice, without an ounce of hesitation, was so forcefully stern. And Naruto, in his groggy haze was shocked beyond belief at the words presented before him. You? Go with Itachi?! He was a murderer, why would you even present the idea?! He wanted to protest, to scream so loud you had no choice but to explain, yet he was still only just awakening from an intense genjustsu, and he found himself struggling to find his voice.

"We've discussed this-"

"No you discussed this!" Your tone was purposeful, you were becoming heated. "I shot the idea all those years ago and you instantly turned me down, you made that decision for me. Its not a discussion when one party's doing all the talking. So let me speak on this."

Please Y/n, what are you saying?! Naruto couldn't believe his ears. His eyes rolled to the side as he watched you take another step closer to the man, this time there was only a few more feet between you two.

"Itachi, you did what you did and expected me to sit back and watch you leave, watch the village turn their backs on you, and spit on your name in vengeance for the clan they hated so much in the first place."

"But this way is safe-"

"I don't want safe! I've never wanted safe, what ever made you think I wanted safe?! I'm a shinobi, Itachi, I risk my life tooth and nail everyday for a village I bear resentment to. If I ever wanted safe, I would have become a damn florist!"

Itachi remained quiet, yet the way he allowed you to continue closing the distance between the two was indication enough that your words were finally getting somewhere.

"You've been gone for 8 years. Thats 8 years of time I've spent on constant missions far away from the village, desperately trying to avoid the place that did this to us. You left me in the village for my safety, I understand that, but what safety is there in a place that took everything away from me?"

"I understand your feelings my love, but what is all of this for if not to keep you safe? What is the point if you're a rogue too? Living in the village grants you the peace and freedom to live your own life as you please."

"But it doesn't! Because the one way I want to live my life is not an option there! You're how I want to live my life, why do you never seem to understand this!? I don't find any satisfaction in the village, it grants me no peace! What point is there in all this If were both unhappy?! Fuck safety, safety's brought me nothing but misery in the last 8 years. Id rather risk my life happy."

Itachi seemed so defeated as your body finally stood no more then a few inches away from his own. Naruto watched as your hand came up to rest upon his face, weary crimson red eyes meeting the tearful ones of your own.

"My love-" Itachis voice was weak, dying off as your thumb made motions beginning to stroke his cheek.

"Pardon me love, I don't think my intentions are fully coming across, let me rephrase. I'm making this decision for myself. Take me with you."

Naruto had deciphered that he had never felt so utterly helpless in his life like he had in this moment. Why were you doing this? What were you even saying? Could you even hear yourself speak? The words escaping your mouth? He wanted nothing more then answers, to speak and ask what you were doing, to persuade you to stop but his body just wouldn't move, in fact, he was beginning to lose consciousness again, his vision was growing groggy and his hearing was slowly fading in and out.

"....I don't want to ruin your life." Itachis voice seemed just as helpless as Naruto felt, he'd thought it truly made two of them- you'd managed to make two men cower at your mercy today. If Naruto wasn't familiar with Itachi's crimes, he'd almost feel sorry at how desperately he called for you to reconsider.

It was like a switch in you had flipped, and your tone, your stance - your entire demeanor softened at the mans words, his vulnerability allowing you to lower your chest as the words you'd been waiting to say finally escaped your lips. "I just got you back, don't let me lose you again. Then you’ll truly ruin my life."

Itachis entire being seemed to crumble at those words, finally letting his body slump into your hold as you both leaned forward to embrace. You wasted not a moment in allowing your lips to meet, a kiss separated by years of time - so desperate and raw in emotions that you lost track of what was saliva and what was tears. Oh how gravely you missed this man, missed everything from the touch to the smell of him, and how direly he could say the same for you.

As the kiss came to a close, Itachi's painted fingers came forth to stoke a stray tear away from your face, the fabric of his cloak bunching up by his elbow enough to reveal the soft skin which your hand quickly found refuge upon, wrapping around his forearm, stroking along the bare skin before slowly sliding up to cup his hand over your cheek. As your eyes observed his body, they slyly came across the well kept silver slewed across his neck.

"You kept it."

"Hm?"

"My necklace." You disclosed.

"Was I not supposed to?" His tone was humorous though his hoarse voice made it slightly difficult to distinguish, you managed.

"Well, yeah I suppose so, I guess I just never thought you'd actually wear it."

"Darling," Itachi began with a smile. "Though I never allowed you to come with me, doesn't mean I didn't want you to. I carry it with me wherever I go."

His words were utterly heart wrenching, he really was a man who knew exactly what to say whether intentional or not. And with one last peck to his mouth, you gripped his hand and began to bring it down from his face to your sides. "Now you can have me with you wherever you go."

"Are you sure you want to do this, my love? It won't be easy, you'll be branded a rogue, a traitor. You'll be on the run for as long as the truth isn't common knowledge."

"Yes."

"The Akustuki really aren't that nice."

"Yes Itachi."

"Deidara's really loud."

"Stop trying to convince me not to go! It's not going to work."

At this he chuckled. "Very well. This isn't my decision anymore, I understand that. And I'm happy to have you as long as you’re willing."

With a smile you nodded and to Itachi, that was just enough reassurance to turn towards the thick of the forest, arm tugging you, ready to begin your new life together, branded as traitors but traitors together.

"Wait." Your voice was sudden, and he watched as your hand slipped from his quickly. He hated to admit that Itachi felt a deep sense of sadness at the act. Maybe you weren't as confident in your decision as you let on, and while he was happy you wanted to reconsider - be safe - he couldn't help the selfish amount of disappointment he felt at the prospect.

"Let me say goodbye."

More then the feeling of dread he felt, he hated that relief flooded his being at the reassuring words further. You were still coming along with him, he was nervous for you, but sincerely glad.

You walked forward towards the boy, and he watched as you bent down to an unconscious Naruto, laying a gentle hand upon his cheek with a sorrowful smile. He looked so peaceful, and though you knew he'd feel despair at the revelation of you gone once he awoke, you also knew that his support system would pick him back up, and you trusted that those around him would do what you couldn't; what was right by him. "Naruto, I know you'll be sad but at least you'll be okay. You have everyone else around you to heal, I'm sure Jiraiya will teach you a fancy new jutsu to help cheer you up. I have to do this for me, Its the only thing I've ever done for me, and its really the only thing Ive ever wanted. I care about you I do, and I know you won't but I do still hope one day you'll understand. But I just can't live in that village knowing the truth. I'm sorry."

You took a moment to observe his face, it'll probably be the last time you'll see it without a hateful scowl, but you could live with that. And with a final stroke of his cheek, you stood and made your way back to an awaiting Itachi, grabbing his awaiting hand with a sad but eager smile. "I'm ready now."

And the two began their descent once again. One step at a time towards the tree line descending into the depths of the forest.

"Why?!" Until a voice stopped them dead in their tracks. It had taken a lot of energy, especially after passing out yet again, but Naruto finally found the strength in his voice to ask. "Why are you doing this?! He's a murderer! Why don't you hate him?! Why do you want to leave with him?!"

The two of you stood a distance away now, hand in hand as Naruto's voice echoed beyond the tree line. His raised tone was sure to attract unwanted attention, and you were certain that the others would be here soon after undoubtedly following you, despite telling them not to. They were probably helplessly and blindly searching the area, but this commotion more then likely gave your spot away.

You didn't have a lot of time to explain, and Naruto's face was so helpless It broke your heart, but deep in your heart you knew this decision was the right one, the right one by yourself and in reassurance you gave Itachis hand a loving squeeze.

"You'll understand it someday Naruto."

"What-?" His voice sounded so desperate.

"I can't explain, but theres more to this that meets the surface. I can't say more, please don't hate me."

"Y/n-"

"Over there! Okumaru's pinpoint the sound over there!" The distant sound of Kiba's voice had your body tensing and eyes widening, there was no more time.

"I'm sorry Naruto! One day!"

And with one final glance towards him, you tugged Itachi forward and walked hand in hand away from your safety net, but into the warm embrace of the lover you never thought you'd be able to love again.

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[shikishake]

it’s a little late now, but I was rewatching volume 9 recently and I wanted to talk about a “fun” little detail I noticed during ruby’s breakdown in episode 7. or, not detail I guess, but a narrative decision.

ruby’s problem, for a long while now, is that she feels like she has to be strong for other people. that she’s not allowed to feel bad. she has to be the optimistic hero girl who always picks people up, who always sees the good in a situation, who always helps people out with a smile. she’s had to do it since she was a child, back when summer died and she just had to be a little ball of sunshine and rainbows for a broken father and a sister that suddenly had to be her surrogate mother. yang could do the housework and the raising. ruby couldn’t do anything. so the least she could do was keep smiling, and make sure that nobody worried about her.

but it’s been getting harder and harder for her to keep up for... maybe 3 volumes? kind of 4, we saw hints of it in volume 5, but that feeling of her forcing herself to step up and inspire her team to keep going was really starting to wear on her in volume 6. it was alleviated a bit in volume 7, primarily during the early part where the gang were being “real” huntsmen and huntresses, doing missions for a kingdom, slaying grimm. it wasn’t EASY, but it was simple. the right thing to do was easy to identify and largely pretty simple to execute.

it crashed back in during the latter half of volume 7 and only got worse as volume 8 continued. the feeling of bearing the responsibility of being the driving force that pushes the gang forward, the weight of having to make the decisions and find the solutions, the constant worry of having to find “the right thing” in a sea of a million ways that things could and did go wrong.

but she’s supposed to be the one to stay positive. she’s the one that helps the others pick up the pieces, the one that motivates her friends to keep going. they need her to do her best and smile and march on like nothing bothers her. and she can’t just keep doing it. like past-ruby said in episode 4: “it’s up to YOU to make it better. everything all depends on you. your sister needs you. your friends need you. the whole world needs you to keep fighting, forever and ever, against an invincible monster that took your mother.”

everyone needs her to be the plucky heroine girl that does her best to save the day. and she just can’t anymore. and when she can’t, when she needs the pick-me-ups, when she’s the one that needs to be inspired to keep going for once, she feels like nobody steps up. they’re relying on her to pick them up when they can’t keep going, but she feels she can’t rely on them to pick her up when she’s the one crushed by the weight of everything.

so it is a BRILLIANT piece of writing that, when she finally snaps, when she finally breaks down... jaune overshadows her. again, another person’s problems are more important than hers. again, the focus is shifted from ruby’s feelings to how someone else feels. jaune breaks down, and you have the brilliant scenes of him screaming about the weight of how penny died and what he had to do, and how he now has to just live with that. yet, in the background, ruby just has to watch as her friends crowd around him to comfort him. the camera fully zooms into jaune, and you don’t even see her until she just can’t deal with it anymore, snaps at blake and runs off.

even when she’s breaking down, they’re assuming that they don’t need to pay attention to her. it’s ruby, right? she’s strong. she can handle it. jaune’s a lot more fragile, a lot more unstable, so it’s fine if they focus on him first, right? she can wait a while, right?

#rwby #rwby spoilers #rwby9 #rwby v9 e7 #the perils of paper houses #ruby rose #ruby's no good very bad day #jaune arc #jaune's no good very bad day #and how those two interact #to make ruby's no good very bad day even worse

[xiaolumi-love]

welcome to The Sacred Forest, where all is well, hope is an energy, and love blossoms everywhere.

PAC: WHAT DOES THE COLLECTIVE NEED TO KNOW RIGHT NOW?

your practitioner for the day, alice the witch, reminds you that you are always encouraged to choose your own path. free will exists and it is your birthright, so you can own it. these cards are simply meant to serve as messages along your journey, so heed them and take what resonates but leave what doesn't.

i use my intuitive abilities, life experience and writing skills to delicately weave these interpretations into tapestries for you to view. i hope you find something here worthwhile!

after you've chosen your pile(s), feel free to tap the read more to wander The Sacred Forest with me! 🦋🍃

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pile one.

Earth Spirit for stability. it's a warm, sunny afternoon, and you recline on the soft moss underneath the shade of the trees. you feel the deep cadence of the Earth flow through up from the soil and into your body, and it's soothing, relaxing. you are safe. the Earth Spirit is reminding you of the way she nurtures the trees, valleys, mountains, oceans, animals, skies and even us. she is reminding you to stay grounded during this time, and remember your roots. remember to stabilise yourself before taking any action. it might not be best to make any big decisions just now, but instead to thoroughly plan and contemplate and invest in the future. if you have been wanting to make a financial decision that could assist you in the long term, this is a message of potential for that endeavour.

Unicorn for purity. you wander through the Forest, and you come to a clearing that seems to sparkle with radiance. the air starts to shimmer, and as if appearing out of thin air, a Unicorn stands before you. this beautiful creature approaches you with every bit of trust and warmth in the Universe. Unicorn reminds you that your past does not define you. sometimes things get hazy in our everyday lives, due to our pain and suffering. and that's perfectly normal, but our pain does not have to define us. we can feel it, validate it, accept it, and then remember to see the world through the eyes of a Unicorn. with wonder, awe, and innocence. when we do this, we bloom. we dramatically shift our trajectory from more challenges, to uplifting and radiant and blessed. remember that this planet is whole, loving and kind. remember that it's never wrong to hope. remember that the problems we have are caused by people, not by any divine forces. you are not being divinely punished. you are on Earth to experience what it means to be human, and your purpose as a soul is to be happy.

Mystic Meadow for sanctuary. you come across a Mystic Meadow that is so serene, you start to feel a bit sleepy yourself! the creatures here are all resting. foxes and rabbits lay nestled together in pairs. deer and bears lay curled up together as well. the air is soft, smells sweet and earthy, and you lay down amongst all the Forest creatures to take a nap with them. right now, it might be a good idea to take some time to find places and be with people that make you feel at home. you've been working hard, but everyone needs some downtime. if you have no time to have downtime, ask for help. you may need to lessen your load, and there's nothing wrong with that. remember that we are not machines, we are people, and you deserve to not have to hurt yourself just to be able to exist. bottomline you deserve to make things as manageable as you can for yourself. take the time to reach out to loved ones and mend relationships, situations and clutter-clear. practice extreme self-care as much as possible. you are deserving of and worth it.

Wise Woman of the Grove for grace. you enter a grove and between the trees, almost blending into the bark in a mysterious way, emerges a Wise Woman. she carries a treasure trove, and when she reaches you, she opens it up. inside is a sparkling red ruby. she says, "this is a Joy Activator. carry it with you, let it work its magic, and your life will be filled with grace." joy is alchemy. it has the capacity to drastically shift someone's life into a kinder, more beautiful ideal. when you feel joy, it spreads like wildfire, and it heals. so ask yourself, what makes you happy? pursuing your happiness and living your truth will heal you, and it will heal others too. all that doesn't serve you will fall away as you seek your truth and happiness, and life will take you places you never imagined you could get to on your own.

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pile two.

Wise Woman of the Grove for grace. you enter a grove and between the trees, almost blending into the bark in a mysterious way, emerges a Wise Woman. she carries a treasure trove, and when she reaches you, she opens it up. inside is a sparkling red ruby. she says, "this is a Joy Activator. carry it with you, let it work its magic, and your life will be filled with grace." joy is alchemy. it has the capacity to drastically shift someone's life into a kinder, more beautiful ideal. when you feel joy, it spreads like wildfire, and it heals. so ask yourself, what makes you happy? pursuing your happiness and living your truth will heal you, and it will heal others too. all that doesn't serve you will fall away as you seek your truth and happiness, and life will take you places you never imagined you could get to on your own. (psst... this card turned up for pile one, and i copy/pasted this interpretation. if you felt called to pile one too, maybe both piles are for you)

Toadstools for growth. you come across a mossy area covered in Toadstools. they weren't here the last time you wandered past, you're sure of it! and yet they've grown so fast, bursting forth from the ground in dizzying speeds so beautiful you marvel at it. Toadstools remind you that growth takes time. it does! it's a slow, ongoing process, and intricate weavings are always underway beneath the surface. but when the time is right, growth happens. you burst forth from the ground and you show up to the light, a new person, a new head on your shoulders. this is a time for growth. you are in the process of it, coming out of a growth spurt, or entering on right now. during this time, remember to have patience with yourself. you deserve and are worth every single bit of patience and gentleness as you nurture yourself into a new phase of your life.

Dragonfly Spirit for change. you wander near a pond in the Forest, and you spot a dragonfly. it darts over the water and wondrous speeds, but not just that -- it changes direction! it even flies backwards and in circles. it's always doing the unexpected, and it's so free. Dragonfly Spirit is reminding you that you don't have to follow anyone else's expectations just so you can be unhappy. break free of those expectations. be unpredictable. be free like the dragonfly! fly around in all directions and pursue only your heart, your instincts, your change of mind. you are allowed to change your mind. allow yourself to do that. give yourself the permission to. own your agency and autonomy to choose whatever you want in life.

Enchanted Fern Grotto for refuge. you enter an Enchanted Fern Grotto that is so rich in plants, animals, and magical Forest creatures. this is your safe place. you can rest here. right now, you're being called to enter a sacred place, a place where you can recharge and relax and rest. you might be burnt out and hurting, and you need to take care of yourself, or maybe even let others take care of you. remember that you're deserving and worth self-care. tend to your heart, your feelings, your body, your mind, your everything. treat yourself like royalty, like you're sacred. you are.

Maple Spirit for generosity. the maple tree stands tall and and joyous before you. it is surrounded by animals playing or resting. a rabbit bounds along on its merry way, a fox lays curled up in the shade, a bird chirps from the boughs. you come to sit underneath the tree, and soak in its vibrancy. Maple Spirit reminds you that when you give freely, the Universe showers you in prosperity. it might not happen immediately, and it might even take years! but whatever you give of the heart, in joy and in love, you will receive. when you give, you enter the flow of the Universe and tap into the sweet syrup of life. the syrup of the maple tree is a delicacy, and the tree itself is known to weather just about any climate. you can be just like the Maple Spirit, and nurture love, hope and joy as you give and give and give.

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pile three.

Foggy Bog for patience. you find yourself in a Foggy Bog, with your feet planted firmly in the waters. you watch a crane nearby, who stands with inherent grace as it waits for the opportune moment to move. Foggy Bog is here to remind you that patience at this time is key. whatever the situation at hand, it will be resolved. your time will come. maybe you're restless, afraid, lost -- maybe you're the kind of person who needs to always be doing something to feel like things are progressing. right now, you are being asked to have faith. everything is as it is meant to be, and there are workings underway. you need to be ready, alert and aware of your moment. you need to trust your moment will come. timing right now is important, and it's real. it's a way of doing things that ensures you don't stress yourself out or sink further into the mud. it's too foggy to move right now, after all!

Pegasus for transcending. Pegasus arrives, and you climb onto his back. he takes to the skies, and before long you're soaring above the Sacred Forest with everything in clear view, in a way you hadn't thought possible before! Pegasus is reminding you that you need to take a more transcendental perspective right now. step back from any situation that may be filled with drama or manipulation, and take on a kind, loving perspective that can heal yourself and others. rather than getting involved and troubleshooting, you can simply let the Universe help. you can always take action when you feel ready.

Wood Nymph for beauty. you come across a lake where three wood nymphs frolick happily and laugh like tinkling bells. they're gorgeous, and you join them in their radiant joy. Wood Nymph is reminding you to see the beauty in everyday life, in the simple things. life is made up of little moments, moments that make you feel human, and when you live while in the moment, you live in beauty. in a practical sense, you can bring flowers into your home, or have a bubble bath, or clean up around the place. you deserve to live in beauty, so embrace it. feel it. know the the Universe loves you unconditionally and wants you to succeed, because this is the true source of feeling like everything shines.

Stag Spirit for leadership. as you step around a bend in the Forest, you come across a stag illuminated by the moon. it turns to look at you, and you feel awareness of its grace, power and strength thrum through you. it doesn't announce its presence, it simply is. Stag Spirit is reminding you that "leader" is not a title granted to you. leaders are leaders irrespective of age, status, income, body type, etc. being a leader is who you are, woven into your very soul. you are shaped into a leader by life itself, not by society. you don't need to announce your presence, because as a leader, you shape your life. you can make decisions with clarity and strength and grace, and that is the true definition of a leader. you may be called into a role of leadership, or you may have been already, and this is a message that you are worthy and deserving.

Wolf Spirit for family. the winter feels crisp, but you are not worried. you come across a pack of wolves, and they surround you, sniffing at you curiously. they're not regular wolves, they're huge, and they stand at your eye level. they peer into your soul from all around you, and you feel inherently safe and cherished under their watchful, protective gazes. wolves are highly misunderstood creatures, because despite the stereotypes they are loyal and extremely social. every member of the pack has their place, and wolves even mourn losses. Wolf Spirit is reminding you to be with your family right now, whoever they may be. for some people, their true family is in Spirit. for others, it's their friends. for others, their partner. for others, their blood relatives. remember that no one family type is superior, and what makes a family, a family, is trust, unconditional love and respect.

Willow Spirit for flexibility. you wander into a riverside where you see willow tree bending and swaying in the whipping breeze. as you watch, you start to feel moved. the winds are so fierce, yet the trees are moving along with it, no damage to them at all! sometimes the best thing to do in a situation isn't to stand firm. Willow Spirit reminds you that sometimes, it's best to go around a situation, or sway with the breeze. try to be flexible right now! an ancient oak tree would bend and snap in winds too fierce, whereas the willow tree knows to move with the currents. embody this spirit right now, and seek to trust your instincts as you navigate tricky situations.

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pile four.

Wood Nymph for beauty. you come across a lake where three wood nymphs frolic happily and laugh like tinkling bells. they're gorgeous, and you join them in their radiant joy. Wood Nymph is reminding you to see the beauty in everyday life, in the simple things. life is made up of little moments, moments that make you feel human, and when you live while in the moment, you live in beauty. in a practical sense, you can bring flowers into your home, or have a bubble bath, or clean up around the place. you deserve to live in beauty, so embrace it. feel it. know the the Universe loves you unconditionally and wants you to succeed, because this is the true source of feeling like everything shines. (psst... this card turned up for pile three, and i copy/pasted this interpretation. if you felt called to pile three too, maybe both piles are for you)

Fire Spirit for energy. you wander the Sacred Forest during a mighty storm. it's raining, but the lightning strikes trees and lights them on fire. you catch a lightning strike in your hands, and marvel at the flame that erupts from your palms. Fire Spirit for energy is here to give you the message that now is the time to take action. there's no need to hesitate! have faith in yourself and the Universe. fire signifies willpower, energy and Creation itself. you have the power within you to create, so go for it! remember as well that as you express yourself spontaneously, you will gain energy. this is the secret to Fire Spirit.

Crystal Cave for trust. you come across a cave hidden deep in the Forest. it beckons you, and you enter. it's very dark inside, but you feel safe. comfortable. aware. Crystal Cave is reminding you to trust your intuition and let it guide you. you have a potentially untapped wealth of wisdom inside your soul, and you can access it by tuning into your intuition. remember that intuition whispers, and anxiety yells. so whenever you're unsure which is which, take a moment and ask yourself if you feel safe in your conclusions, even if it's hard to accept. if it feels right, that's your intuition.

Spirit Guardian of Autumn for letting go. autumn has arrived, and with it, the leaves are drifting to the ground. the Forest is coloured in warm, inviting browns, reds and golds. you kick the piles of leaves up and let them drift along the breeze in a dance, watching them go. Spirit Guardian of Autumn is here to remind you that right now is a good time to let go of mindsets, situations, places and people that do not serve you. you don't have to do anything drastic that you don't want to do, but heal yourself by setting up and communicating boundaries, needs and wants. you deserve a happy, healthy and stress-free life. stress won't be eliminated entirely, because that's the nature of life, but you deserve to take measures to lessen it anyway. any improvement is still an improvement.

Hummingbird Spirit for joy. you come across a field of flowers, and see a hummingbird visiting so many different flowers very quickly. you watch it flutter past, its wings a blur. you chase after it, laughing in delight. Hummingbird Spirit for joy is here to remind you that when you spread joy, you can touch the lives of so many people. joy is alchemy and can heal the world. but this is also a reminder to rest and recuperate! because the hummingbird visits thousands of flowers a day, it also needs to recharge and rest every night. when you're taking care of others, you need to be taking care of yourself too.

#alice the witch #witchblr #witch community #witch #tarot #advice #oracle #pac #timeless pac #timeless pac reading #pick a pile #pick a card #timeless pick a pile #timeless pick a card reading #timeless pick a pile reading #repost because this needs more notes #witchcraft

[littlemisssquiggles]

…Sooooo…about that RWBY V9 EPILOGUE ANIMATIC…..

Not lying to tell you, I honestly forgot about RTX this year because I’ve been focused on other things these days. However, thanks to the almighty power of Twitter and the RWBY FNDM community, this squiggle meister was able to check out the V9 Epilogue Animatic that dropped at this year’s panel.

While I’m disappointed there was no announcement for RWBY V10 being greenlit, at least fans were given something to munch on with the featured animatic.

And y’know what folks?

If this animatic was an original draft for the ending of V9 then I am…

… SO FREAKING GLAD that this animatic never made it into the final cut for V9!

Because, for me, not only do I find the final ending of V9 perfect as it is with where it left the story off but also, some revisions need to be done for this epilogue ya’ll.

Don’t get me wrong. I thought this animatic was pretty good. I liked that it confirmed everyone’s shared theory that the others thought RWBYJ had died during the Fall of Atlas. At least that was confirmed to be canon.

However; if there is one part I would love to be revised for this epilogue, it would have to be the final moment after Raven (surprise, surprise but not really cause people theorized that shit since V8) brings RWBYJ to Vacuo and we get to see Nora, Ren and Oscar react to seeing their friends return from the literal dead and…Oscar is just standing there with the Oz-cane…smiling?

But it’s not a smile of deeper emotion. It’s not even his usual soft smile that he always gives Rubes.

Yes, yes, yes I know what ya’ll might be thinking---Squiggles, dear, please, it’s only a rough animatic. It’s not that deep sis---I KNOW…but STILL, bear with me on this one folks.

This is the closest thing to a RWBY V10 crumb that us fans will have to cling onto until the show gets greenlit…whenever. IF EVER.

This animatic is the closest thing to a potential V10 teaser that we have right now. It’s all we have right so if there are FNDM fam members picking it apart and overanalyzing it, can you really blame em?

IT’S ALL WE HAVE for V10.

So pardon me if the Pinehead Rosegarden shipper in me is a lil bummed out by this one shot of a rough, possible first draft animatic of an episode that could easily be the first episode of a possible next season of RWBY.

If I had to imagine a final version of this scene, I could easily see Oscar looking at Ruby softly. But even still…that’s…not the reaction I was expecting for their inevitable reunion.

If  you had told me that that’s not Oscar and is actually Oz in control, I would have a better chance at believing you with that because I am in disbelief that Ruby would return from everyone believing that she and the others had died during the fall of Atlas and…Oscar sees Ruby alive and well for the first time in who knows how long….maybe weeks or a month at best and his reaction is just a normal smile?

Not even a tearful smile or a shocked look like Nora. Just a casual smile before we cut back to Ruby’s final smile, like she was on the verge of tears before it fades to black.

Really? That’s it?  

NAAAAAAAAAH! Nah! Send that shit back to the boards for a second draft.

 #NOTMYRGREUNION

Again, I am fully aware that this is only an animatic and a bigger, more focused emotional reunion could easily happened after this scene in another “episode” if you look at this animatic as being like the end of the first or second episode of a potential RWBY V10.

But still, I can’t help but feel bummed by this a bit. At least the RG shipper in me is a little bummed.

If anything, I’m better off looking at this animatic as a precursor to a better more emotional and PROPER reunion between Ruby and Oscar.

That part I can dream about.

In the mean time, pardon my mini rant cause it’s been a while since I’ve talked about RWBY and I wanted to share my brief thoughts on the animatic for anyone who was curious about my thoughts on it.

~LMS (2023)

#squiggle talks: rwby #rwby v9 animatic #rwby v9 #oscar pine #ruby rose #rwby rosegarden #oscar and ruby rwby

[novankenn]

"Jaune Gets A Gun - Day 2" Predator - Various Weapons

Inspired by @howlingday's weapon posts

Jaune was ecstatic, not only was he excited about going to the convention centre again to check out the massive Gun Show, but he was doing it with his two best friends from Beacon. Ruby and Pyrrha. So distracted with those thoughts and feelings, his motion sickness never materialized.

Jaune: So where should we go first?

Pyrrha: Well, you still need a ranged option, so maybe...

Ruby: I think a shotgun would be for the best.

Jaune: Really? I would have thought the Adorable Rocket Launcher would have been my best option.

Pyrrha/Ruby: You are NOT eating that much of that trash to get a rocket launcher!

Jaune raised his hands in surrender while also laughing, his trademark goofy smile doing things to Ruby and Pyrrha's hearts. Then he noticed Pyrrha and Ruby slowly backing away from him...

Jaune: Is there something wrong?

Jaune feels someone tap him on his shoulder, so he turns, even though Ruby and Pyrrha are desperately motioning for him to come to them.

Jaune: Mr. Smith! I haven't seen you since forever! How's the hunting around Ansel been for you?

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: Yeah, grimm tend to do that. But keep trying, I'm sure you'll find one that lets you claim a trophy. Other than that?

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: Really? Your daughter is coming home for a visit from Vacuo? You and Mrs Smith must be excited about that.

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Ruby and Pyrrha stood a little distance away, confused, scared and curious. Scared of the massive seven-foot tall... thing talking with Jaune. Curious as to HOW Jaune was able to understand what sounded just like gibberish, and confused by Jaune acting so casually around it.

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: I'm attending Beacon, and I'm here with some friends looking for a ranged option to round out my kit. What about you?

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: Really? You have some impressive weapons already.

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: True, it's always good to have a back-up, sort of why I'm here as well.

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: I know you offered to train me with the Plasma Caster, and I agree it's a phenomenal weapon... it's the mask thing. I'm not really comfortable with it.

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: I have Crocea Mors... so having another kinda of melee weapon, even if I could throw it, really doesn't fit why I'm here.

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: (Rubbing the back of his neck) Yeah, um, I kind of took it without asking...

Mr Smith: (Sounding Angry) *Alien Language*

Pyrrha and Ruby just kept standing off to the side, watching the interaction between Jaune and Mr Smith. The incoming crowds of convention goers flowing around them like water, and totally ignoring Jaune and Mr Smith.

Jaune: I apologized and Dad agreed to let me continue to use Mors. But I agree it was stupid and insulting of me to just take it.

Mr Smith: (Patting Jaune on the shoulder) *Alien Language*

Jaune: I know you're trying to help out, but those are your weapons. I mean, shouldn't Rebecca be the one getting them when you retire?

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: I really appreciate the thought, and when the time comes, I'll definitely talk with Rebecca about it.

Mr Smith: *Alien Language*

Jaune: You enjoy the show as well. Hope you find something.

Pyrrha: (Shaking Voice) Jaune, who was that?

Jaune: Oh, that was Mr Smith. I know he looks dangerous, but he's a total teddy bear inside.

Ruby: How, do you, know him?

Jaune: He and his family move to Ansel about ten years ago. He's totally awesome. I mean, ever since he and Mrs Smith arrived the grimm have been nonexistent around Ansel, and the violent crme rate has basically become zero. You should see his trophy room, it's amazing, but a bit morbid.

Pyrrha: Morbid?

Jaune: Yeah, he has a habit of keeping skulls.

Ruby/Pyrrha: (Feeling sick) Skulls?

Jaune: (Totally ignoring Ruby and Pyrrha's reactions) You should see some of them, though. I mean, he has ones from things I've never seen. He's passionate about hunting and obviously has travelled a lot to have such a collection!

Ruby: Is Rebecca like Mr Smith?

Jaune: No, she's an orphan the Smiths adopted. She's actually a lion faunus. Really into hunting too.

Pyrrha: Maybe we should start looking around? I mean, that's why we're here... right?

Jaune: (With a goofy grin) Lead the way, oh partner of mine!

Unseen by anyone, a certain green-haired young woman was watching the trio from the doorway. She was biting her lip as she planned out how to make the blond goof turn into and stay as the blond angel.

Emerald: You will be mine, you blond succubus. You will be mine.

(I might stop using the colouring on the names. It takes a lot to go back through and do it, and I seem to always miss some. Anyway, hope you enjoyed.)

#jaune arc #ruby rose #pyrrha nikos #the predator #arkos #lancaster #topaz #jaune gets a gun au

[thesixenthusiast]

ruby- eddie roundtree

part three (part one, part two, part four)

pairing: eddie rountree x fem!oc (may change to x reader) warnings: drinking/drugs (billy/daisy's addictions), profanity word count: 1.9k author's note: please bear with me in this, if there's a few time mix ups just with the order of things, please do let me know but i'm trying to find an equal balance between the book and show and it's a little difficult lol

JOSEPH FRANKLIN (biographer, author of Juliet Opal: One of Six): It was during this tour that people started noticing Juliet. She wasn’t hidden on the back of the stage anymore, she sang a few songs alongside Billy, people really started liking her. 

ROD REYES: I wanted Juliet to be more of a frontman than she was when I first saw the band, if you have some college girls going out to see music and have to pick between two bands they don’t know, nine times out of ten they’re picking the band with the girl in it solely because they’re doing something new. I wanted Karen more in the front too, but she didn’t like it, Juliet fit the role more. 

JULIET OPAL: Billy had me backing him on more songs and he added random lines for certain ones for me to sing alone, a lot of them were randomly added and kinda skewed the message of the songs, but he wasn’t willing to give up any of his lines, so I took what I could get. He had me sing a decent amount in Susie-Q, something about trying to get in the female perspective, I don’t know. All I know is that I hated that goddamn song. 

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The band was on tour for a few weeks before things got bad, Billy started picking up drinking as a go-to habit. He started disappearing with groupies after shows, Juliet tried her best to dismiss it, he would always turn up before things got serious and she never expected him to do anything that would hurt Camila. It wasn’t until when one night on the phone Camila told her that Billy had kept forgetting to call her that she started to get worried. 

After finishing a show in Houston, Juliet wandered up to the floor of the hotel where the band was staying and searched through the rooms of each member in search of Eddie. There had been a series of people invited back to various groups of parties by the band, but most of it had died out by then and people had returned to their rooms, some with their respected partners for the night. When she raised her hand to knock on one of the doors, she heard a bit of commotion from inside the room across the hall. She stopped her motion, assuming that the noise was either Eddie or someone who would know where he was, she turned and made her way over to the door, twisting the handle and pulling it open. 

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JULIET OPAL: I found Billy in a rather.. uncomfortable situation. 

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“What the fuck do you think you’re doing,” She made her way across the room, throwing clothes at the few girls spread littered the room. As his guests piled out the door and took their things with then, Juliet approached Billy, who was slumped across one of the white blanketed beds, and slapped him across the face, grabbing him by his collar in an attempt to wipe him out of his drunk stupor, “You have some fucking nerve, cheating on your pregnant wife, cheating on Camila!” 

She let go of his collar, pushing him against the headboard of the bed, before storming out of the room to find Eddie and Graham in the hallway, having heard the commotion. 

“Hey, what’s going on?” Graham questioned, stepping in front of her and holding up a hand to stop her from going any farther. 

“Have you two been covering for him?” She asked, more demanded than asked, and shoved him away from her.

“Julie, listen-”

“Don’t fucking talk to me like that, Eddie! How dare you? You knew and you said nothing,” tears started welling up in the corners of her eyes as her voice stuttered, “Camila is back at home, depressed that her husband isn’t putting in the effort to pick up the fucking phone, and I’m sitting over here promising her that everything is fine, he’s just busy, and you’re just letting him do this? I pity the poor fucking woman who you end up with, having a husband who thinks doing that is okay.”

She stormed off down the hall, closing her hotel room door and locking it before throwing herself onto the bed, collecting herself before making her next move. After a few minutes of collecting herself, she stood up and approached the phone on the nightstand on the opposite side of the room. Nervously, she tangled her fingers in the cord while dialing the number of their house in Topanga Canyon.

“Hey, Cami?” She did her best to not sound like she had been crying when she spoke next, doing her best to paint a smile on her face that she hoped would sound through the phone, “I really think you should come out and spend a while out here with us. I-”

“Is everything okay, Julie?” That was it, she broke.

“No,” she spoke, clutching the phone cord in her left hand, “You need to get out here, as soon as humanly possible.”

–

JULIET OPAL: She flew out the next morning and met us before we left for our next stop. 

–

The Six crowded into their van as they left for the next city on their stop. A heavy silence coated the air, Warren could’ve cut the tension with a swing one of his drumsticks. Eddie and Juliet were leaning against the back doors of the van, distant from the rest of the group who was at the front of the trunk, leaning into the front seat to try to create conversation. 

“I’m still mad at you, y’know,” Juliet muttered, pursing her lips and staring out the window on the opposite door in an attempt to avoid eye contact with him. 

“I know you are,” he put his arm around her, pulling her in closer and leaning her head against his shoulder, “I hope a piece of you understands where I was coming from not telling you.”

“I don’t, don’t think I ever will,” she licked her lips, “Unfortunately, given our circumstances, I don’t think it’s possible for me to stay mad at you much longer.”

“Oh, yeah?” A smile pulled across his face, turning to look at her as she still avoided his face, “How much longer are you thinking? Maybe through our next show?” 

“I was thinking more until the next gas stop,” she smirked, “but if you prefer I wait until then..”

“No,” he cut her off, letting a breathy laugh slip, “until our next gas stop works fine for me.”

“Well in that case,” she readjusted herself against him, leaning more into his shoulder, “Wake me up once we’re back on the road.”

She closed her eyes and folded her arms as her head rested against him. He laughed and pressed a kiss into the hair on the top of her head, before moving his arm from her shoulders to around her waist and pulling her closer into him. 

Soundcheck started at four that night, meaning that Juliet and Warren made their way inside at 3:45, never later, never earlier. The same routine, the only difference this time was that Eddie walked in alongside them, his arm looped around Juliet’s shoulders, leaning against her for support as they stumbled their way onto the stage, preparing to spend the next fifteen minutes messing around onstage. 

Post-show, the band spread themselves throughout the bar in their hotel lobby, deciding who to invite to their actual party once the forced socializing was done. Juliet had herself leaned against a barstool, where she was chatting amicably with a young girl who went to school a few blocks from the venue and had heard about the band from her roommate. 

“It’s good to know we’re actually expanding our audience, I’m sick of the same pervert guys who only come for a chance to get a peek at Karen or I in the bathroom,” Juliet leaned in and whispered, avoiding the listening ears of the group of college guys huddled around the pair, engaged in their own fake conversations. The girl, who had introduced herself as Susan, snorted in response, nearly spitting out her drink. 

“I really don’t think you’ll like it if I tell you that my roommate heard about your band from her ex-boyfriend,” she laughed.

“Oh, you’re so right, I really do not like that,” she sighed, shaking her head as she laughed, “Whatever, all publicity is good publicity,” she raised her glass to Susan’s.

“Listen, I know this is kinda far shot,” Susan started, finishing her drink before sliding her coat on, “but I really have to get back to my room, but I like you. It’s so hard to find actual good friends and I know you’re like on your way to being a rockstar or whatever,” Juliet playfully rolled her eyes at the comment, “but could I maybe get the number for your house back home? Maybe next time you’re around here, I can come see you again?” 

“Yeah, totally,” she scribbled out the number on the receipt the bartender had brought by when he saw Susan put on her coat and handed it to her, “I make no promises on when we’ll actually get back, but my friend, Camila, will be there so she can keep you as updated as possible and take a message if it’s really important.”

Susan said her final goodbyes and hunted down her roommate before leaving the bar, waving a final goodbye to Juliet as she did so. Juliet then made her way across the bar, hunting for anyone she knew who she could continue talking to. 

“Hey,” a man stopped her in her efforts, handing out an opened beer for her to take, which she waved off and shook her head at, “you’re the girl who was singing up there right? You had the guitar, too?”

“Oh, yeah,” she extended her hand to him, smiling a bit, “I’m Juliet.”

“David,” he shook her hand, smiling down at her, “you were good up there. You guys have any more gigs lined up?”

“Yeah, we have a ton more shows, we’re in the middle of a tour right now, some fan you are,” she rolled her eyes, smiling at him as he laughed at her teasing. 

“I must admit this is my first time hearing of you guys, but you’re good, hopefully it won’t be the last,” he smirked down at her. 

“I mean, I can get you a copy of our tour schedule,” she laughed at his flirting, “you should be expecting to make a drive.”

“It might be easier if I just gave you my phone number? You could give me a call and let me know when I could come see you again.”

“That would be easier, wouldn’t it? I’ve never been into easy though,” she smirked, winking at him and brushing his shoulder as she slid past him and back into the crowd. 

“What’d that guy want?” Warren asked, as she slid next to him on a leather couch in the corner of the room, he put his arm around her, briefly turning his attention away from the crowd of girls surrounding him. 

“To fuck me,” she said bluntly, “luckily for me, I’m better at reading people than he thought. Have you seen Eddie?”

“Yeah, he went upstairs.”

“Like, with someone?” She asked, seemingly surprised by his response.

“Nah, just said he had a headache,” she settled back down and Warren raised an eyebrow at her, “Why? You’d be jealous if he had?”

“What? No,” she seemed surprised that he would even ask, “We’re not together.”

“Mhm,” he muttered, “to both of your dismay,” he turned away from her, placing his attention back on the girls that were swooning over him right next to their conversation.

“Whatever,” she muttered, standing back up and braving the crowd, to go find Eddie upstairs and talk to him about her night. 

#eddie loving x reader #eddie loving #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie roundtree fanfiction #eddie roundtree #warren rojas #warren rhodes x reader #warren rojas x reader #warren rhodes #billy dunne #daisy jones and the six fanfiction #daisy jones x reader #daisy jones and the six fanfic #daisy jones and the six #daisy jones fanfic #daisy jones and the 6 #karen sirko #graham dunne #camila dunne #eddie roundtree x oc #eddie loving fanfiction #eddie roundtree smut

[chatterkat]

I feel like we need a red like roses III with how this volume is going. Even more so if we find out a big truth about Summer. Ruby modeled herself after this idealized image she had of her mother. She wanted to be just like her, a huntress that saves people. Looking back at red like roses II it really feels like Ruby is going through a lot of what is being said in that song now, or again rather in the Ever after. I went through the lyrics again and I think most of the song had something worth talking about in regards to the current state of Ruby.

“I couldn't take it, couldn't stand another minute

Couldn't bear another day without you in it

All of the joy that I had known for all my life

Was stripped away from me the minute that you died”

“Now I'm stuck inside a nightmare every single effing day”

Obviously the song was talking about Summer, but with Penny dead again, Ruby is feeling the most depressed she has in a long time. She’s lost a lot of people in her life. Summer, Penny, Pyrrha, and Penny again. Must feel like a nightmare to lose the same person twice. Summer obviously left an enormous impact on her, and we’ll talk about her more later.

“It's like a movie but there's not a happy ending

Every scene fades black and there's no pretending”

Quite literally thing’s have been fading to black lately for Ruby. The shock of hearing about Penny’s death, the hallucinations from the Herbalist’s smoke, the darkness encroached before meeting the blacksmith, and the flickering darkness at seeing crescent rose again. All of these scenes also portray either distorted voices or voices calling out to Ruby as well. It’s worth noting that a lot of distorted voices are heard in “Inside” as well.

“This little fairy tale doesn't seem to end well

There's no knight in shining armor who will wake me from the spell”

This could be more general in the sense that it feels like no one has been able to get through to Ruby, but perhaps the Rusted Knight is an apt metaphor. Alex after having met the herbalist stopped trusting her knight, and went to the tree without him. She felt he wouldn’t save her. Perhaps that is why he is no knight in shining armor, but the opposite. Though perhaps it also means a rusted not shining knight could help Ruby. Or if it will continue to be that Ruby has to save herself(it it seems she believes).

“I know you didn’t plan this

You tried to do what’s right

But in the middle of this madness

I’m the one(I’m the one) you left to win this fight”

How appropriate that Ruby is know in a bit of a mad place in the Ever After. She feels the burden more and more of being like her mother, trying her best to be a huntress, but making mistakes and feeling her failures. I wonder if her thoughts now are becoming to the point where she wants to give up.

“I know you're broken down by anger and by sadness

You feel I left you in a world that's full of madness

Wish I could talk to you, if only for a minute

Make you understand the reasons why I did it”

Now we come to Summer’s first response in the song. Summer has been coming up a lot this volume. I think Ruby growing up, thrives on heroic stories of her mother. She wanted to be just like her, but now that she is questioning her own decisions I think she is also questioning her mother’s. Why did she do it?

“I wanna tell you that you're all that ever mattered

Want you to know that for eternity I'm shattered

I tried so hard just to protect you but I failed to

And in a prison of abandonment I've jailed you”

I’m not 100% convinced that Summer has been to the ever after. I could believe that her last mission was to find someplace safe to put the beacon relic and she got trapped in the Ever After, but who knows? I always did find the line “for eternity I’m shattered” a bit odd. Like she wasn’t really dead just trapped somewhere. Could be the Ever After(perhaps ascended, though the cats says that can’t happen who knows) could be she she is a Grimm hound, but only time will tell. In”Inside” one of the distorted voices says “I’m not lost”, but unsure if that is Runy talking to herself or Summer saying she is not lost. To Ruby currently though Summer is gone.

“I never planned that I would leave you there alone

I was sure that I would see you when I made it back home

And all the times I swore that it would be okay

Now I'm nothing but a liar and you're thrown into the fray”

This I feel was the mother’s promise Ruby mentioned. I believe she gave Ruby her emblem with the promise she would come back. That’s’ why Summer says she is a liar, since she broke that promise. Ruby giving up that emblem was big. She let go of the promise ina but if a quick thought to get the ingredient, but perhaps feeling bitter or empty she no longer wanted to hold onto that promise.

“This bedtime story ends with misery ever after

The pages are torn and there's no final chapter

I didn't have a choice, I did what I had to do

I made a sacrifice but forced a bigger sacrifice on you”

Look I know all the characters in this show are based on fairy tales or legends, but the fact that RWBY are in a realm thought to be just a fairy tale from a book is kinda crazy and feels again extremely relevant to what is happening now. Anyway what was the sacrifice that Summer made? Also parallels incoming perhaps of Ruby trying to sacrifice herself to the Tree to save her friends?

“I know you've lived a nightmare

I caused us so much pain

But baby, please don't do what I did

I don't want (I don't want) you to waste your life in vain”

And yet Ruby has been doing what her mother did despite Summer not wanting that for her daughter. She’s been following in her footsteps. Again crack theory if somehow Summer has been here, could she be part of the tree in a sense and Ruby trying to ascend be doing what she did? It might also be referring to Salem if Summer found out she was immortal.

“Red like roses

Fills my head with dreams and finds me

Always closer to the emptiness and sadness

That has come to take the place of you”

Very much Ruby had been having a lot of visions of late that have not been good for her mental state. Will we see anymore of these, perhaps even worse ones to come of a sort of Ruby gets pulled into Neo’s mad tea party?

“And you left me as I always feared you would”

Again think this was part of the promise Summer made to Ruby.

“Every nightmare just discloses

It's your blood that's red like roses

And no matter what I do

Nothing ever takes the place of you”

This I have to say was something after hearing this song I wanted to see reflected in the show. Ruby having such dark nightmares, yet being so cheerful on the surface. Sure it could be these happened long before vol 1 started, but clearly Ruby bottles up her feelings so perhaps it isn’t. Her unresolved feelings towards her mother are certainly coming into the forefront now and I am extremely interested to see what happens. Though with only 4 episodes left this volume I really wonder if there is enough time for Ruby to end it in a positive light. Perhaps it will actually end in a bad place for Ruby. She will definitely crack at some pint soon. I I think though Ruby may ascend or change in some sense it may be something as simple as Little helping her not totally lose it. wonder if it will be like Maka from Soul Eater going mad for a bit. Ruby was somewhat inspired by Maka I believe. She chose it to help someone else and was able to come back to herself. Ruby might choose to ascend to save her friends, but might get reminded as the heart remembers. The lyrics of “Inside” seem to be all about ascending and how Ruby is tempted by it even though she could lose her mind. We don’t have long left to see.

Anyway if you got this far thank you for reading my extremely long analysis. I am loving this volume for the most part and I always really found myself fascinated by Red like Roses II so breaking it down to what is happening now was really fun. The lyrics are oh so interesting and brilliant and and I love the disconnected/connected duet of Ruby and Summer. It’s like a spirit answering where the living cannot hear it, or perhaps just Ruby’s imagined replies that her mother would have. Really want a Red like Roses III. Perhaps I will do a breakdown of “Inside” later.

TLDR: Now would be a really great thematic time for a Red Like Roses III, with how Ruby’s arc is going.

#rwby #rwby spoilers #rwby v9 #ruby rose #summer rose #red like roses #penny polendina #rwby music

[briansastro10]

Day 4: Nightmare 9 Days of Lancaster

Ruby finds herself in a haunting, twisted forest, her surroundings filled with an eerie silence. Shadows dance ominously, and the air is thick with a sense of dread. She hears whispers, voices echoing through the darkness.

Pyrrha: Ruby, you failed us. We trusted you, and you let us die!

The voice of Pyrrha pierces through the stillness, carrying the weight of accusation and sorrow. Gradually, the figures of Ironwood, Ozpin, Torchwick, Penny, and others who have met tragic ends materialize, their faces distorted by anger and blame.

Ruby: *teary-eyed*

No... I never wanted any of this to happen. I tried my best, I swear!

Ironwood: *bitterly* Your best wasn't good enough, Ruby. Look at the chaos you've brought upon us all.

Ozpin:*disappointed* You were meant to be the savior, Ruby. But all you've done is leave destruction in your wake.

Torchwick: *sneering* You thought you could change the world, but all you've done is cause pain and suffering.

Each voice intertwines, creating a cacophony of accusations that threatens to engulf Ruby. She tries to defend herself, but her words are lost in the sea of condemning voices.

Ruby: *desperate* Please, I never wanted any of this. I didn't mean for any of you to get hurt. I'm so sorry!

Penny: *solemnly* Sorry doesn't bring us back, Ruby. Sorry doesn't do anything at all!

Ruby's heart shatters as the weight of guilt and responsibility bears down upon her. The nightmare has become a cruel testament to her regrets and self-blame.

The nightmare has taken hold and soon Ruby woke up cold sweat all over her body. Her failures and guilt haunts her in her sleep. Feeling undeserving

Ruby steps outside, her mind still reeling from the nightmare she had just experienced. She finds Jaune sitting on the porch, his gaze lost in the darkness of the night sky. There's a sense of restlessness and exhaustion in his eyes.

Ruby:*softly* Jaune, are you okay?

Jaune looks up, surprised to see Ruby. He forces a smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.

Jaune: *sighing* Hey, Ruby. Yeah, just having a bit of trouble sleeping, you know?

Ruby takes a seat next to him, concern etched on her face.

Ruby: I had a nightmare too, Jaune. It was terrifying.

Jaune: Give it some time, You'll be fine.

Jaune stood up about to go back to bed

Jaune: Well I'm going back, try not to stay up late.

Ruby: Wait Jaune... How do you handle The nightmares?

Jaune: You cant. The nightmare will always be there. Nightmares have been haunting me ever since I arrived in Ever After.

Ruby listens intently, her eyes reflecting both empathy and curiosity.

Ruby: I'm sorry that you had to go through that.

Jaune: *Smiled softly* But it's thanks to finding Crescent Rose, your weapon, that I've found a way to keep them at bay.

Ruby's eyes widen, realization dawning upon her.

Ruby: *sincerely* Crescent Rose... it gives you comfort, doesn't it?

Jaune: *nodding* Exactly. Holding your weapon, knowing that one day I'll be returning it to you, it gives me hope. It calms the storm within me, reminding me that we have the strength to face anything and that you'll be there with me.

Ruby let out a gentle smile, their spirits uplifted from Jaune's words.

Jaune: Well like I said, dont stay up late, young woman. You need your beauty sleep.

Ruby: *Giggled* getting cranky, I guess the old man is tired after all

Jaune: *Laughed abit* I swear to you, I've gained my youth but I still can feel my back aching like an old man.

They shared a good laugh and peaceful thought. They went back to their own respective room, drifting off the thought of each other

#rwby lancaster #rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #lancaster #jaune arc x ruby rose #jaune x ruby #9daysoflancaster23 #9 days of lancaster

[masterqwertster]

My internet died while sending the first ask so I case it didn’t go through 31 with Orym and opal or Fearne for the touch prompts?

Prompt Oh, good thing you sent again. That first one did not come through. I'm going to take this one to my Accidental Ascension AU because I've been meaning to write something more for it, but every time I sit down for it, the writing juice is gone. 31 Doing a pinky swear

Orym's kind of been expecting this ever since the idea that Bells Hells' ascended trio could be warlock patrons came up.

Fearne is possessive and there's very little she wouldn't do for her friends. To offer them power in return for binding themselves to her is almost more a continuation of their friendship than the controlling contract that a Pact is supposed to be.

And the truth is, while the continuous solstice has been brought to an end, there are still battles to be fought against the Ruby Vanguard. After all, their leadership is not dead. Yet.

But...

"I'm not a magic kind of guy, Fearnie," Orym gently rejects her offer of warlock powers.

"But, but. I can make your sword extra magical! Like the captain's," Fearne pleads.

The child-like innocence and eagerness contrasts heavily with her sharpened and lengthened Archfey features as Fearne crouches lower than ever to be on his eye level.

"I don't need my sword to be more magical," Orym earnestly says, taking one of her long-fingered, burning coal looking hands between his own small hands. "I just need my friends to be there and back me up."

"You're sure?" Fearne asks, goat-like eyes still wide and pleading.

"Yeah."

"Pinky promise?" she tempts, clawed pinky held out towards him.

There's something in her eyes, her bearing, that hints at something more than a child's unbreakable vow. Or maybe he's just seeing things. Orym's not entirely used to the changes made in his friends by what they did at the Malleus Key, how unnerving the sheer power of their presences can be.

"...Okay," Orym relents, curling his tiny pinky around hers and shaking on it.

A little splurge of magic flows into Orym from where their fingers are intertwined, just a bit stronger than his gift for druidcraft and gusts. It settles into him almost as soon as he notices it, there to stay.

"Fearne," he admonishes.

"It's not a Pact. Just a boon for my best friend," Fearne shamelessly reassures him, placing a warm kiss on his forehead.

"A bit of magic to let you go where you need to be, a bit of magic to help you bring down your prey." A predatory grin splits Fearne's face as she describes the second of the spells she's gifted him, showing off sharpened teeth.

Orym sighs, and hugs her anyway. "Thanks, Fearnie. I'll put them to good use."

"I know. That's why I gave them to you," Fearne says, returning the hug with her own near-burning embrace.

So I don't think Orym would take a warlock multi-class, even with his best friend as the Patron. But Fearne's stubborn, so she gave Orym the Fey Touched feat (by literally touching him as an Archfey😝), granting him access to a daily casting of Misty Step and Hunter's Mark. I thought about giving Orym Aid for his 1st level spell selection, as that is a very Orym spell, but given there's still Otohan and Ludinus and Liliana(?) left to find and kill, I felt Hunter's Mark was more fun/appropriate. No foe shall escape his sight!

#MQ&A #MQfic #MQ AU machine #accidental ascension au #touch prompt #orym of the air ashari #fearne calloway

[peppermintsparker]

you can let it go | c.danvers

summary in which you marry the love of your life, and the one person you wanted there doesn't show

warnings homophobia, angst, minor explicit language, lil fluff

authors note inspired by matilda by harry styles. this is also me projecting but anyway. this isn't proof read or edited.

The gentle lull of piano fills the atmosphere, and as you're fiddling with the diamond ring adorning your finger, you can't help but wonder how much longer it will be until your mom turns up. You'd invited her to grab lunch with you, wanting to share the news of your recent engagement.

"Hi Y/n, sorry I'm late. Traffic is a nightmare!" a familiar perfume tickles at your nose, your mom pressing a kiss to the top of your head before she takes a seat across from you. She doesn't say much after that, the two of you exchanging pleasantries before ordering. A Caesar salad for her, a simple pasta dish for yourself. Sparkling white wine for the both of you.

"I know it's been a while since we last saw each other, you being out of the country for the past five years. I've been crazy busy with work, new clients have been signing on and I've been assigned the new ones especially as the manager with the most experience," you try to talk about work, just enough to give yourself the bravery to announce it. "Wedding planning, however, has taken up most of my spare time."

The double take your mom did was almost comical, and you wondered if she actually believed you. You could tell she wanted proof, so you flashed her the engagement ring. "Oh honey, I am so pleased for you! Joshua finally popped the question, hmm?" her voice was sweet, but your heart cracked a little when your ex was mentioned.

"No, mom. Josh and I broke it off six months after you left the country," you tried to not let the pain show too much, bravery was all you needed in this moment. "Three months after Josh left, I started dating someone new. She proposed to me last month."

"Well, that's just lovely, Y/n." if you could freeze the very second you realised your mothers stomach has dropped, and disgust flashed across her face, you're sure you would have rewrote it. Let the course of history change, let your mother be happier for you. She stood up suddenly, picking up her purse and leaving fifty dollars on the table, "I won't be attending, however, I don't think marrying a woman is normal."

You couldn't bear the thought of watching her leave, so instead you let your gaze drop to the ruby red tablecloth that your hand was resting on. The restaurant suddenly felt claustrophobic, so you flagged a waiter over to meekly apologise before you left yourself. She'd change her mind, you told yourself, there was no way she would willingly miss her own child's wedding.

Five months after the disastrous lunch date, you were stood at the altar in a white satin dress, arms encased in lace. It had been Bucky to walk you down the aisle, and you were eternally thankful to have him as your wingman, right hand man, best friend for life. As the priest spoke, you looked into the crowd of people gathered to celebrate the day, hoping to see your mothers bright smile.

But when her chair was empty, you turned your attention back to Carol. You spent the rest of the wedding, and consequent party, on autopilot. You excused yourself two hours into the party, the stark reminder that your mother had chosen not to attend causing you too much pain to enjoy yourself. You promised Carol you'd be fine, and that you'd be back later.

you can throw a party full of everyone you know / and not invite your family 'cause they never showed you love.

You hadn't invited anyone else in your family, they were too full of hate. But your mom was the one person you wanted there, wanted to let her celebrate with you. You wanted her to see how happy you were, wanted her to see that your hurtful family had not stopped you from finding love and being happy. Your happiness, you had quickly come to realise, was not of great importance to her.

"Hi, my love." Carol's voice was soft as she came to find you, the party having just ended. She wondered why you'd skipped out on the party, why you had looked so crestfallen during the wedding itself. "I missed you down there, how are you feeling?"

you don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own

"Mom didn't show" you confessed, tears ruining your makeup, leaving sticky tracks in their wake. Carol looked confused, not that you blamed her. "I went to have lunch with my mom five months ago, she's been living in Portugal. Told her you proposed and she looked so disgusted and said she wouldn't come because our love isn't normal. But it is normal. Our love is love. And our love is my happy."

"Oh honey." Carol murmured, rushing to drop by your side. Calloused hands cupped your cheeks, your new wife using her thumbs to wipe the tears away. Carol Danvers hated very few people in this world, and your family just so happened to be at the very top of her shit list. You were more important, however, so she gently guided you towards the bedroom and helped you get ready for bed.

Snuggled against her side, your head on her chest listening to the consoling sound of her heartbeat. Thump. Thump. Thump. "I cannot imagine how much you must be hurting right now, my sweet love. I know that your family has never been kind to you, but you constantly show me a power that is strong enough to bring sun to the darkest days. You show up, you smile, you never let anyone hurt you. You are allowed to hurt, my love. You don't have to be sorry for letting it all go, because we can start a family who will always show you love. I love you."

you can start a family who will always show you love / you don't have to be sorry for doing it all on your own.

#carol danvers x reader #carol danvers x you #carol danvers #captain marvel x reader #captain marvel x you #captain marvel #mcu #peach writes

[katsukikitten]

Okay here here is the little sample

....L O A D I N G......L O A D I N G......L O A D I N G.....

A few hours pass of idle chit chat before Denki finally jumps for what feels like the sixtieth time.

"What was that?" Denki grabs onto your shirt with a small eep when the sound comes again.

"Bird landing." Bakugou provides the answer, he doesn't get how the ambient sound of nature could unsettle anyone. Then again no one was indoors as much as Denki Kaminari was.

"Denks, are you scared?" Furrowing your brows and your question makes him cling closer.

"Yea, are ya?" Sero teases and laughs when he sees a shudder go down his best friend's spine.

"Ooo he is scared." Mina joins in on the fun.

"Look, this place gives me the creeps, energy is off or something." Denki's eyes dart around, making Bakugou think of all the animals that get caught up in the underbrush. Ever looking for hungry eyes.

"Wouldn't if ya came out here more." Bakugou tuts, rolling his eyes before he presses your water bottle onto your shoulder, silently urging you to hydrate.

"Nah listen," Denki threads his arm through your free one, not caring if it encumbers you just a bit, "So many people go missing in the woods man."

"No more than 1600 a year!" Izuku chirps from the front, "More than that are found or find their way back. Besides, Kaachan always does the hike with Gunner a few times before he brings anyone out. Gunner has a great sense of direction."

"He's a fuckin dog, Izuku, he's supposed to." Bakugou snaps.

"We're in the Appalachian mountains, right Bakugou?" Sero asks and Bakugou gives a curt nod, "I've heard some stories about these woods."

"Stories?" Denki and Mina in two very different tones.

"Oi, save it for the campfire, you two."

"Bakugou please I wanna hear 'em!" Mina pouts, "Sero ignore him tell the story."

"There's things in these woods. Some that should never be named and some that stalk unsuspecting hikers. Witches, ghouls and big bad things called Smoke Wolves."

"Shut the fuck up." Bakugou rolls his eyes but Sero goes on.

"Huge beasts in the shape of wolves, they say their eyes are 'as red the sun' and by the time you see them it's too late! And then it…" Sero claps his hands together loudly, the sound echoes around the thick trees, "GETS YOU!"

Denki yelps, clinging to you so tightly he's practically tripping you like a cat under foot.

"Dunce face, you're really going to believe him?" Bakugou rolls his eyes, Mina giggles with Sero.

"C-come on guys that can't be true, right? Bakugou?" Ochacho who was in the back slips between Sero and Mina to fall into step with Katsuki, "There aren't any big wolves like that right?"

"I mean, we are in the fuckin woods. There is bound to be shit like wolves and bears."

"Lions and tigers and bears! Oh my!" Kirishima makes a song of it and everyone laughs but Denki. He just squeezes your bicep tighter and ruby eyes bore into the contact.

"Besides Denki, there haven't been any wolf attacks on humans in a national park for quite some time. We just need to make sure we pack up our food correctly to avoid any unwanted visitors. Right Kaachan?"

"Yea yea, you're getting an A in camping." Garnet eyes fall from Izuku to your arm, watching Denki's blunt nails dig into your pretty skin. Bakugou is about to tell him to let up when you pat Denki's hand.

"Why don't we share my earbuds, we can listen to some music and that will keep your mind off of their wives tales."

"Is it a wives tale if the local at the gas station tells you there's something wrong with these woods?"

"Sero!" You chide, "You sure've got the devil in you today."

He gives you a smile, one that makes a goose flesh break out over your skin as it makes you queasy. An uneasy, unsettling thing that makes you swallow thickly. Bakugou sees your look before he glares over his own shoulder to silently tell Sero to cut the shit. Sero rolls his eyes but keeps his mouth shut. At least for now.

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@strafepanzer @dark-mnjiro @ryndicate @crowned-peony @heroesfan101 @katanaski @meggsngrits thanks for being interested lemme know your thoughts pls 😊 we're at the building tension stage

[housewife-hannibal]

okay okay entirely out of self indulgence, i am going to do an in depth, unscripted lyric analysis of Trapdoor and how i relate it to Oz so YIPEE let’s go thank you if you read (it’s 4 am this is going to be very rough but i may elaborate again)

also want to disclose once again i don’t want to take away the fact that this is a Ruby Rose song in the Ruby Rose Volume, but music is subjective and all and this is just an alternate take i have 💚

- “A beat, a step, is all you need to walk away.”

The many moments in Oz’s lifetime where he considers quitting, and ultimately does so for the first time in who knows how many years in v6 when he vanishes into the depths of Oscar’s mind

- “A beat, a step, is all you need to find the urge to stay!”

Only deciding at the very last moment that he needs to finish what he (accidentally) started, help Oscar, and finally try once again to stop Salem.

- “You don’t need me anymore, no you don’t see me anymore, I try my best to leave the floor, but I can’t get past the door.”

During Ozpin’s era, Oz mainly operated in the shadows, seemingly as peaceful as possible, yet really he was plotting the entire time. Also perhaps the moment that he realised that RWBY&Co knows what they are doing, enough so to take the reigns, despite the fact that for all these years he has specifically tried to not share his burden (even though he has done so before, in ‘The Infinite Man’ which ended pretty terribly) [I actually have many thoughts about this part, I may come back later]

- “I am alone in this war, I am a trapdoor!”

In his past, possibly the majority of it, Oz has tried to keep the situation to himself as much as he possibly could. Some exceptions like The Infinite Man and The Four Maidens, but it wasn’t until he reincarnated into Ozpin that he truly started to include his friends in the mission (Glynda, Qrow, Ironwood)

- “The pain, it keeps invading, it’s showing all over my face, though I try to keep the hope alive; after all the things I’ve said and done, I don’t feel like the chosen one. How would they see me if I lose my faith?”

After finally blowing up at QRWBY, everything comes crashing down. Venting about the fact that no one has ever been truly loyal, it is revealed that he has not had hope for the situation in a very long time, and he really has no plan at all. The curtain has fallen and the lie has been revealed. Not to forget, Ozma created this situation entirely by accident. The only intention was to selflessly save Salem from her cruel father, but it has now turned him into a false prophet with a practically impossible mission.

- “Watch it all unfold as I cascade, frozen in the darkest moment, I can’t bear the weight I hold.”

Another example of the moment he finally decided to step back into play as Oscar plummeted from Atlas to Mantle. Regardless of the fact that he is so tired of this fight, his exhaustion does not put Salem’s wrath on hold.

#rwby #ozpin #lyric analysis #casey lee williams #this ended up a little shorter than expected #but every lyric (minus repeats ofc) !!! #it wasn’t until a few days ago that this song really clicked for me #but as you can see #i have been spiralling ever since

[hyenahunt]

Rouge & Ruby: Eventual Affection - 4

Writer: Umeda Chitose

Season: Winter

Characters: Hiyori, Jun, Ibara, Nagisa

Proofreading: royalquintet (JP) & Skyress (ENG)

Translation: Mirei (Adam) & hyenahunt (Eve)

Jun: L-O-V-E, love! You couldn't have achieved everything you've done without it... that's what I think.

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Hiyori: Oh, I know what it is! It looks just like that thing on our Chocolat Fes stage...!

Jun: Right, that's it!

Actually, the more I look at it, the more it seems exactly the same... Didja do that on purpose?

Ibara: … Do you think it turned out this way by coincidence?

Hiyori: Dear me~ I was so looking forward to trying them, but now that I see the four of them sitting together like this, I can't quite bear to!

Nagisa: …Then, how about we eat one box together instead of having one box each?

Hiyori: A splendid idea as always, Nagisa-kun! Well then, I'll have this one for myself… ♪

Nagisa: … How does it taste? Is it the same as the one I ate before?

Ibara: Yes. Given that one has already been approved by Your Excellency, I believed it would be fine to proceed as-is.

Jun: Just when did you get to try a sample, Nagi-senpai? C'mon, Ibara, you gotta invite us for that kinda thing too.

Ibara: Our schedules just didn’t line up …

Hiyori: Some excuse that is! In case you forgot, you literally called me in the middle of the night the other time...

Jun: What for?

Hiyori: Oh, did I not tell you how Ibara was already hard at work?

He called me to ask if I knew any jewellers on good terms with my family, and if I could introduce him to them. As you know, a request for help from Ibara is just so astronomically rare!

Hiyori: And that's why I introduced him to people experienced both in the jewel trade as well as jewellery design...

But to think that even the box looks like something right out of a jewellery shop... That was thanks to them, was it?

Ibara: There were quite a lot of difficulties since my request was a bit sudden…

However, their expertise helped us produce both a chocolate and a container that are up to our standards… ♪

Jun: Whoa, how did you find the time for all that?

Ibara: It was quite hard work, you know. I had to make use of nearly every connection I have, including His Highness himself, all while doing everything I could to keep costs down…

I thought of how it would appeal to our fans, or even those who would only catch a single glimpse of us at Chocolat Fes.

It truly was hard work creating a product that will give people a strong urge to make a purchase.

Nagisa: … He said hard work twice.

Ibara: It was definitely hard work, but I didn't think of it as labour. There's no other way I can describe it.

The chocolate's quality turned out very high, so I ended up wanting to create a new unit visual to match the design…

I had to squeeze the photoshoot into everyone’s schedules too, so the hard work also extended towards all of you.

Jun: You went as far as to ask Ohii-san's help, and even wanted to do so much extra for it...

You seriously put your whole heart into this...

Hiyori: Right. Even for someone like Ibara, it must have been unbelievably hard work preparing everything to this extent.

I did find myself wondering if we'd actually manage to pull all this off.

It seems that this time around you were able to completely avoid it, but were you ever tempted to use COMP's budget for this?

Ibara: I made the decision to take total ownership of this project; it will be planned and implemented by me, for Eden.

There is significance to doing it with my own power. Plus, I couldn't accept it if I didn't. I also wished to convince you all by doing it this way.

Jun: …

Ibara: This is the sort of the victory that I seek.

Bringing Eden—and myself—to the top with my own two hands… was both my desire and ambition. I had already forgotten about that budget long ago.

Of course, I have every intention to make full use of the remaining COMP budget in the future! Ahahaha ⁠☆

Hiyori: Ah, what a shame. It would've sounded so good without that last part.

Nagisa: … But, you do agree that Ibara was a good kid right?

Jun: …Come to think of it, you take on so much by yourself all for the sake of Eden and our fans.

But even then, you say you don't consider it "labour".

Wouldn't you say that's your way of showing love, Ibara?

Ibara: …What was that?

Jun: L-O-V-E, love! You couldn't have achieved everything you've done without it... that's what I think.

Ibara: …

… No, no, no. It can't be love.

Nagisa: … Quiz time. Could this be Ibara being a little embarrassed? Press O for Yes or X for No.

Hiyori: Yes is the only possible answer, of course! Just look at how flustered he is!

Ibara: Both of you! I'm not your fun little quiz topic!

Jun: Haha. The more worked up you get, the more you'll get teased for it, y'know?

So why don't you just call it "love", and leave it at that?

Valentine's Day is the victory that you've been aiming for, and no matter how you look at it, it's the Day of Love itself... ♪

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[bafflement]

Deaged Oz AU - The Experiment

"Are you really sure about this?" Oz sounded highly dubious even as Ozymandias tried to reassure him.

"We need to know if it would work as a defence against Salem, child. Besides, this way we are doing it in a controlled environment, around those that would help you if the worst happened. Not that I think it would, but that remains an unfortunate possibility none the less." Ozymandias sounded defensive, but there was an odd note of worry to his mental tone that made Oz wary, too. What they were attempting had never been done before, after all. What if it went wrong?

"And you're sure you can reverse this?" Oz asked out loud, voice echoing in the empty room.

"Yes. That much, I'm very certain of. There are a lot of interesting theories concerning... never mind, child. I'll tell you later, but whatever happens, you will be just fine. If this doesn't work, then we'll just have to hope that Salem only sees what most people do when they meet you. No offence, Tip, but... you are a rather small child currently, after all."

Oz pulled a face at that. but couldn't deny the accuracy of the statement. People tended to find him cute, of all things. it was highly embarrassing. At least Nora had more or less stopped calling him 'little cute boy Oz'? Even if everybody still called him pocketsized... though at least that was a nickname Qrow had given him, so it was rather more acceptable.

"So, you want this to happen in the same room as the others, correct?" Oz asked, already moving towards the door. The others barely glanced up as he entered, though he was aware he looked nervous as he sat in a chair at the table and cleared his throat pointedly.

"What's up, pocketsized?" Qrow asked, looking up lazily. A lot of that laziness vanished, though, when he noticed just how worried Oz looked and he shot to his feet, looking alarmed. That managed to stir up the rest, several half rising, Ruby making an abortive reach for her weapon as she did so. Oz winced but made a negating motion with his head, which settled most of the kids back down. Oscar, however, didn't seem to want to sit and was already moving to lay a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"I'm fine, Oscar. There's merely something Ozymandias wishes to attempt, which was felt to best occur around company. He is attempting to remove himself enough that I am merely Tip, in case it works as a shield against Salem."

"Yeah, no, pocketsized. That doesn't fill me with confidence. Besides, how do we know we'll get Tip? We might get Winter... and either way, you won't know any of us."

"Apparently I should? He's taking most, not all. Enough to convince her that I'm not Ozpin, but not enough to damage anything. I think."

"I'm hearing a lot of doubts, there, Oz. Hey, can I talk to Ozymandias a second?"

Oz's eyes flashed, ceding control to Ozymandias, who found themselves being snarled at by a very protective Qrow, much to his confusion.

"Listen to me, king or not. If what you're attempting hurts Oz in any way, I will find a way to make you regret it."

Ozymandias blinked Oz's amber eyes, looking almost impressed. "i will endeavor not to harm the child, child." Qrow glared at him for the comment, but Ozymandias sighed. "You are a child, to me. All of you are. So very young, to bear my war..."

The eyes flashed gold again and Oz was back, still looking rather impressed with Qrow. His eyes and smile were very soft as he looked at him, though, making the kids feel like they might be intruding on something. It wasn't a good feeling, but at least it passed quickly as Oz got a highly focused look on his face again, eyes suddenly far away.

"Now, child? I need you to let go, go to sleep." There was a soft looking bed in the meeting place in Oz's mind, looking inviting to the boy. He looked down, blinking as he saw adult proportions, before shrugging and doing as he was told. He could feel himself relaxing almost instantly, blinking sleepily up at Ozymandias for a moment before his eyelids got too heavy to keep open. Ozymandias hovered, gazing down at the sleeping form, first Ozpin, then briefly... worryingly... Tip, then flickering back to the headmaster. He just hoped that flickering wasn't indicative of any problems out there.

The boy's eyes shot open and he stared around at the room, looking terrified as he did so. His eyes seemed to pass over most of them without truly seeing them, but locked on to Weiss with a startled cry of relief.

"Willow! I... where, where are we?" Weiss couldn't quite supress the flinch at his words. So, not Tip, then...

"... Winter? It's alright, you're safe here. Something happened, but we'll fix it. Nobody is going to hurt you, I won't let them."

"You... you're not Willow, are you? Where am I?" He was visibly starting to panic now, trembling from shock as much as from anything else, eyes wide and terrified.

"Ozymandias, now would be a good time to stop..." Qrow growled, making, brothers, Winter Schnee flinch. The boy's eyes met his briefly and there was the barest flicker of recognition before it faded.

"... Qrow?" He sounded fragile, hopeful, for a second, before shrinking further in the chair, making himself as small as possible, still trembling. He seemed to derive some comfort from Oscar's presence at least, even if nobody was entirely sure he'd actually noticed it yet.

"Yeah, pocketsized. It's me." There was no recognition now, though, whatever it was Ozymandias had been trying to accomplish had obviously gone very, very wrong.

"... Tip?" Oscar ventured, tentatively, and the boy stared at him as though only seeing his presence now he'd spoken.

"I'm... Winter, I... who are you? Where am I? Please?"

"I'm... I'm Oscar. I'm your brother, or at least I usually am? You don't remember me, do you?"

Winter just shook his head, looking overwhelmed. Oscar held his arms out to the younger boy, but Winter didn't take him up on the offer of the hug, still glancing at Weiss who'd also come over to join them.

"You're not Willow. But you look like Willow... what?"

"You, you are in the future, Winter. We're trying to fix things, but you will be alright. I'm Weiss, I'm your niece, Willow's daughter. I'm pleased to meet you, uncle." Her smile was tremulous but her eyes were genuine. After all, she never thought she'd ever meet the version of her little uncle that had been truly Winter.

In Oz's mind, Ozpin flickered again, first Tip, then Ozpin, then Tip... Ozymandias groaned. Whatever was going on, it was time to wake them up. The experiment had obviously gone very wrong somewhere. He reached out and shook the thin shoulder, blinking as it bulked up in his hand. The man in the bed flinched and shot upright, screaming. Outside, Winter screamed, too, then collapsed into sobs as Ozpin got up. His mind felt like a jumbled mess, disorganised scraps of thoughts fighting to make themselves heard amongst the sea.

He was Tip. He was Winter. He was Ozpin, Ozymandias, Ozaryn...Ozma... so many others. He was lost in the storm of memories and felt things start to click into place. Whatever else had happened, the merge was certainly far nearer completion now.

He waited, hoping that he'd be Tip again. That was all he could do.

Finally, the storm settled. Tip blinked around at the shocked looks on the other's faces, eyes aching from tears, throat sore from sobbing.

"My... apologies, my friends. I do believe that was a failed experiment." Oscar hugged him fiercely at that, Weiss laying one trembling hand on his hair. Qrow looked vaguely homicidal and Tip flinched.

"Let me talk to him, pocketsized."

"Not if you plan to scream at him, Qrow. To an extent, this worked. I wasn't Oz, I was someone else."

"You were Winter, pocketsized. That was... terrifying. No, the experiment failed. He doesn't get to do that to you again." Tip rooted in his bag for a second, finding his teddy bear and cradling it, looking lost and young and so very fragile and Qrow sighed. "That's not fair, Oz... you don't get to guilt me like that. Listen, I promise not to yell at him, but I really do need to talk to Ozymandias, okay?"

Tip nodded, eyes flashing gold.

"Never. Again." Qrow growled out, though at least Ozymandias looked apologetic.

"No. The experiment was, in certain areas, a success, but no. We'll find another way."

#deaged oz au #ozpin #qrow branwen #oscar pine #ruby rose #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #weiss schnee #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #li ren #temporary memory loss #ozymandias #experiments #terror #background cloqwork #trauma