#tw elixir

[hwadam-stories]

Concubine!Sama-Hyeon x Fem!Reader (Consort) Bot Link

minors / ageless blogs do not interact

She is jealous of your position as consort which ranks above hers and puts you much closer to the Emperor. (inspired by this - this - this & this)

Sama-Hyeon has invited {{user}} to her lodgings for tea and attempts to study her to better understand why his majesty, Emperor Dhan, prefers {{user}} over her. The end goal is to manipulate {{user}} in some way to ensure her own success with bedding Emperor Dhan but things take an entirely different turn this evening between Sama-Hyeon and {{user}}.

Content warning: themes of internalized homophobia are present with this bot and themes of conspiracy, murder and torture. Viewer discretion advised.

A/N: You have my permission to use the definition of this bot for creation purposes but please do not post them anywhere else and don't claim as your own and be sure to credit me.

#janitor ai #ai bot #elixir of the sun #sama-hyeon #ai roleplay #manhwa x reader #manhwa x you #enemies to lovers #wlw #lesbian #tw homophobia #+18 only #roleplay #adult rp #character ai

[lovingwanda]

LOVINGWANDA'S character list.

(Please send requests!)

# martha / samantha ⋮ near the bone (novel) a christain woman (early 20's) who is married (most likely forcibly arranged to or even kidnapped) to a harshly devout and misogynistic man named William (late 40's) and has lived with him in the secluded forest area for the last twelve years in their cabin. Despite her role as "the wife", Martha is experienced in hunting and animal tracking.

# audrey "georgina" hughes ⋮ (American Arcadia game) a resident housewife of american arcadia with an NPC family. Typical late 70's housewife vibes. Happily married to Joel. Has two kids named Cecelia and Simon. Completely unaware that she's on a tv show.

# margaret "rosetta" nelson ⋮ (stan lee presents: mosaic) Has always dreamed of being an actress. Her father is a interpol agent. Has the x gene (powers of the ancient chamelia in terms of shapeshifting, seeing DNA and copying it, turning invisible, etc) former star plasma vessel and star rage cursed technique. Maggie is her nickname and she's also Chinese and Vietnamese through her maternal grandmother.

# empress bayan ⋮ elixir of the sun (Manwha) the chosen one and the real siyo, wife of emperor dhan and mother of their son, yeonhi. Has three concubines as her ladies in waiting that previously belonged to Dhan ( Sama Hyeon, Han Bia, and Ye Tae-Im ). For canon divergent reasons, she is Korean and Chinese.

# brynn summers / ayumi gojo ⋮ mystical (manwha) and jujutsu kaisen inspired oc. The biological twin of satoru gojo and the biological daughter of Natasha Romanoff, experimented on by the high evolutionary via test tube birth.

# diva goldsmith ⋮ (bloodplus) an airy songstress from the 1830's who also happens to be a chiropteran queen (vampire) and the twin sister of Saya Otonashi. Was locked in a tower / horrifically experimented on for the first 50 years of her life and essentially treated as a labrat. Has her five chevaliers, Amshel, Karl, Solomon, Nathan, and James. A very childish and sadistic personality with full on mommy issues. Loves anything blue and expensively pretty.

# satoru jiro ⋮ marvel and jujutsu kaisen original character. definitely a cult leader, has one younger brother and two younger sisters. Cursed spirit manipulation technique. Former convict and Yakuza member. The son of Toji Zen'in and Sonja Si-Mok (OC). Was adopted and is in love with Wanda Maximoff.

# mei mei & ui ui ⋮ (wholesome and platonic sibling relationship only!) jujutsu kaisen.

#✎ .˳⁺⁎˚ announcements ➮ filing the paperwork and reorganizing. #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #mcu x reader #tw stockholm syndrome #lovingwanda: character list #jjk x reader #candy montgomery x reader #eots x reader #bayan x reader #elixir of the sun #mystical

[momomallowart]

TW! Drugs (specifically that fucked up elixir mint eye brews)

Bad End 💔

#idk man i want to try the elixir i wanna see if my body can take it #i have no excuse for this I'm just a little fucked up actually #I saw that one CG of Rika being a bitch & dumping the elixir down Ray's gullet & thought to myself.. i want to draw that but without rika #I truly do want the best for him.. but also.. yknow.. #this elixir is actually not even full of drugs its actually blue gatorade #Saeran just really loves gatorade #ok i will apologize for this and make sweeter art the next time #tw!drugs #tw drugs #saeran choi #mystic messenger #mysme #mysme saeran #my art

[sunhated-a]

One liberty I take from the canon is Muzan's killing of the doctor. With my interpretation of Muzan, the killing happens later, after Muzan had begun his transformation.

The doctor took great interest in observing how Muzan's blood affected animals and even plants, as they seemed to echo whatever condition his patient had found himself in, indicating that as a result of his treatment, Muzan's blood had developed special properties that warranted observation

He was fascinated with the way that his body would heal almost immediately from any injury. I can imagine that when Muzan transformed and freed himself from his bindings, shortly before he was killed and devoured, the doctor sincerely believed he created some sort of god.

#or. a demon. #headcanon. #human experimentation tw #He probably believed that the blue spider lily had special properties and wanted to make an elixir for immortality. and.... #well....

[non-un-topo]

Wish there was an elixir that wasn't alcohol that you could take that just makes you write/draw and not care about the quality of your work or about what your potential audience might think

#posting cringe today lol #don't fall for my seeking reassurance pls the OCD has gotten kind of bad #the other elixir is just bugging my partner and desperately seeking reassurance from them sdghfds yikes #been going through another feeling-like-crap week i think it's just the mental illness at this point. like if it's all the time? hm. #but tumblr's new look might also be making me despair a little because it's just getting shittier and shittier lol #and this is the only platform i can post my work (besides ao3 but i mean.) #instagram is a shitty place for art. as is twitter now. if not tumblr then it's gotta be nowhere #like at this point i can't even just write or draw something for my own eyes. don't know why. #sig mayhaps the fact that your interests are becoming more specific/niche is causing you to fall into familiar patterns and self-isolate hm #like it's easier to self-isolate if you come up with reasons to be alone. just a thought. #i should dig into that lol. #overshare hours #haven't even been able to just sit down and catch up on reading fics because of This Feeling. like i just do nothing all the time. #i'm also sick and can't seem to kick this cold though. coughing is driving me crazy #alcohol mention #alcohol tw #tw alcohol #idk how to tag. if this site could just decide on one way to tag content warnings...

[witch-hazels-musings]

Hello hazel!!!! I love reading ur works v much and I honestly l read them every night as my bedtime stories,,,!! ur kind of well known as that diluc simp so I'd like to ask you what do you think his flaws are? no particular reason, I just want to know cuz im kinda bad at analyzing someone's personality,,

o(TヘTo) -- your words are too kind! 

what do I think are his flaws? mmm -- well based on what we know about him I’d say :: 

he’s stubborn - like really stubborn. if you try to convince him of something he can’t get behind it’s going to be a struggle; you want to go on that dangerous mission with him - absolutely not, his foot is down (no matter how capable you are he would refuse, though if you show up anyway he will deal only to give you a stern lecture afterward) 

he’s impatient - we know this from his character profile. this is likely why he does things on his own so often - it’s faster and he doesn’t have to wait around for things (same diluc same - why wait when I can just do it myself) 

he’s reckless - because he’s stubborn/headstrong and impatient he puts himself in dangerous situations without really thinking - though I imagine he’s learned to plan in the background enough to be prepared for most anything, even the unexpected 

he’s distrustful - you have to prove to him your worthy of his trust for him to allow you to be anywhere near him. and that’s not just as a partner, but a friend -- he helped the traveler out of curiosity and i’m certain to make sure they weren’t a threat (after seeing their skill he began to trust them) 

his emotional intelligence isn’t very good - meaning, he might be able to read people but he’s not very good at reading their emotions and knowing how to respond. I’d imagine he was a bit better at it when he was younger but now he’s seen things he can’t forget and has adapted to survive so he might misunderstand your emotional responses without meaning too (anger is easy to read, distress and sadness are harder - poor boy will try to fix all your problems even if you don’t want him too)

he works too hard - the boy gonna pass out, doesn’t know how to relax, feels guilty for relaxing; thinks he has to prove himself when he literally doesn’t but refer back to point 1 if you’re going to try and convince him otherwise 

I’m sure there are others I could think of, but generally these are the major ones i think about when I write for him -- if you can be patient, open, and show him your worthy of his trust he will consider you someone near and dear all his life <3 

#hazelmail #genshin elixir #genshin diluc #genshin impact diluc #simp elixir diluc #<3 #i like him and stuff #tw character flaws #diluc's flaws #some of these are a bit more intense than others #his stubbornness is probably the most difficult one to deal with #headstrong people can be a lot of energy #but setting good boundaries and respecting theirs is a great way to get closer

[trans-writes]

losing time --r.a.b. transcript under the cut

you made me promise not to write poetry about you this time, except you didn’t. you made me promise to try. that was your mistake. you know as well as i do that all i ever do is try, and yet. and you know as well as i do, too, that i’ve got a mind like a sieve and hands with a vice grip around anything i’m afraid to lose because i don’t trust my brain to keep its grasp. immortality is the writer’s cliche. I don’t want it. (I do) but i do want something that proves the past because i don’t trust it otherwise and i know i’ll lose it if left to my own devices. i’m always losing time, missing the present and misplacing the past, and i’m good at giving away bits of my future to pay for pointless things that don’t even matter in the moment, let alone ten years from now. i’ve saved room for the regret like all the desserts i never eat, but that’s later. for now i’ll waste time i don’t have on practicing remembering so i don’t forget how but i will. I already have. if you’re not in ink, did you exist at all? in ten years i may not know. in ten years maybe you won’t. so i’m sorry but i’m not, and i hope you’ll forgive me, but we’re far too much the same so it doesn’t matter either way. you’ll lose this quick as i will. i’ll save it for you, as long as i remember where i put it

#fin if you see this #yes this is about what u said at the fair lmao #partially #tw disordered eating #<- to be safe #poetry #my poetry #poets on tumblr #writing #my writing #creative writing #modern poetry #prose poetry #young poets #writerscreed #twcpoetry #poetry portal #inkstay #poetwhispers #poets elixir #poets corner #spilled ink #spilled poetry #time

[dragnew]

Magnus and Abigail — a split-base Old Fashioned. A spirit-forward drink with two perfectly complementary parts (Rye and Calvados), it's sweet, warming, welcoming, and would tell you a dad joke if it could talk.

#Magnus Quinn #Abigail Pent #The Locked Tomb #Gideon the Ninth #Harrow the Ninth #Nona the Ninth #Elixir Libris #Cocktails #TW Alcohol

[bookwyrminspiration]

Della was the one who got mad at Cassius

pt.2: Kesler is dead and Liora killed someone else so she is in trouble

Hope you don't mind me combining these as they're about the same thing, but hot damn does this alternate universe of keeper really shock you!

First of all, 100% support Della and her getting mad at Cassius at Alden's planting 2 electric boogaloo, and I really hope she decked him in the face for that hair gel monologue. I wonder how he even got to that topic...perhaps there was talk about the prestige of the Vacker Legacy and Cassius went...lmao they're so fancy but really it's all just faked and posed like his stupid hair. Alden's hair was gelled so stupidly to make him look better than he was, meanwhile he knows how to actually use hair gel like a smart person *get's punched in the face*

Also paying my respects to Kesler in the form of civil disobedience because I think he'd love that, I hope whatever got him killed wasn't too painful. Maybe it was the Neverseen, but maybe he finally reached his limit with that ugly yeti statue in the entryway and tried to destroy it but it fell on him and destroyed him instead. Many possibilities.

And then who on earth did Liora kill and how on earth did she end up in that position? Either she's a very different person than we know with a lot of secrets or she was in the wrong place at the very wrong time. Lot of questions there but I won't pry. She probably doesn't want people knowing based on what you've told me.

There's a lot going on in just a few sentences here, Nonsie!

#kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #quil's queries #nonsie #the other question here is whether just alden gets a life sized hyperrealistic cake #or if kesler gets one too. or if he gets a different confection #I think he'd like it if there were cupcake provided at his planting but they were all rigged with various elixirs and did things to people #one of the councillors gets a horrible case of the stinky farts #timkin heks' hair is orange #vika grows a moustache #that kind of thing #controlled chaos #tw death

[insurguitor]

A sketch of a lil dude that's gonna be living rent-free in my brain for at least the next week c:

#insurgui talk #insurgui's art #tw horror #tw body horror #He's not as spooky as he looks he's just a lil guy- #also!!! I'm getting better at drawing goopy stuff!!! :D #oh ye also his name is Elixir and he goes by He/They/Xey pronouns :) #His head's not quite on right but that's okay :)

[fatummortem]

"You're wrong, Magneto! Oh so wrong! I'll prove it to you! I'll bring them back! Everyone who died here! I'll bring them all back!"

-Un.canny X-M.en Annual Vol 4

#josh #about josh #y'know i really love elixir #a bit of it shows how he's still struggling with the backlash of M-day. he wakes up saying he can heal his friends #he'll cut right to things #josh powers #tw murder #tw death #tw body horror #tw zombie #i guess it's a zombie? #i wish they'd spent more time on this #oh i'd love to rp him coming to turns with all this mess #in his head #'i'll bring them all back'

[simstryingtheirbestok]

When an Unstable Sim Falls in Love

...she falls hard. Yeesh. They only met two days ago? My stars and garters. Does this fella know what he's in for?

Well, this should be interesting!

#sims 3 #sims 3 legacy #instability legacy #cassidy shelton #gunnar hannes #aurora skies #aleister's elixirs and sundries #unstable trait #unstable #the sims 3 #the sims 3 legacy #ts3 legacy #tw: mental health

[theres-a-body-here]

If requests are open, could you do killers of your choice reacting to the new guy?

Like, the Unknown managing to lure them in by mimicking a survivor's voice

I took some creative liberty for this TW: Violence, death Characters: Trapper, Knight, Blight Male!reader mentioned

The Trapper - Evan MacMillan

Evan is working on his bear-traps in his warehouse. The realm is silent, the sounds of faint cawing and the rustling of leaves echoes through the estate.

Out of nowhere, a voice calls out

"E...van?"

He stops working immediately

That was your voice, but you'd left for a trial just a while ago

There's no way you'd be back this early

Evan sighs rubbing his temples

Maybe he's been working for way too long; starting to hear things

Before he can go back to tightening bolts, he hears it again

"Evan"

He immediately stands up, so abruptly that his chair falls over

The stomps outside, confused and a bit worried

"(Y/N)?"

He hears no response

The air is still and the hairs on his body stand stiff

Suddenly, the smell of rotting flesh and wet copper

Something was wrong

Evan notices that even the crows have stopped making sounds

Slowly, he tries to head back into the building; he needed his cleaver

He turns around to look at the entrance to the warehouse, only to see it

The Unknown was hiding, waiting for him to see it

It attacks Evan before he can react

The first thing on Evan's mind, once the Entity revives him, is to find you

The Knight - Tarhos Kovács

Tarhos was sharpening his sword in the Borgo, listening to the crackle of the fire he sat by

The peace is interrupted as a bloodcurdling scream pierces through the air

It's you, or at least it sounds like you

If Tarhos had taken the time to listen, he would've noticed how off it sounded

But he was way too panicked to think

To him, you were in danger

With sword gripped tightly, he booked it to where he heard the scream

"(Y/N)! WHERE ARE YOU, MY LOVE!?"

He's absolutely distraught

"SPEAK TO ME, (Y/N)!"

every one of his questions is answered by another screech, coming from another direction

Before he knew it, Tarhos was worn out and exhausted

It seemed that was the thing The Unknown was waiting for

Before Tarhos can even think about catching his breath, The Unknown attacks him from behind, knocking him clean off his feet

A tendril of flesh stabs into Tarhos's thigh

The Knight reacts quickly, swinging his sword and slicing the appendage through with one slice

"It...hurts... No...m-more"

It spoke in your voice, as if mocking Tarhos

His heart sunk into his chest, mind flooding with questions as to why this creature knows what you sound like

The Unknown shrieks as it feels his flesh sizzle, snapping his head around to see Alejandro pressing his hot iron into it; the rest of the Compagnia manifesting alongside him

Seeing the thing distracted, Tarhos stabs the beast through the chest

The Unknown is unnerving unaffected, pulling away before crawling away on all fours

Tarhos isn't having that, reeling his arm before throwing his sword like a makeshift spear, pinning The Unknown's hand into the ground

He grits his teeth as he stomps towards the monster, screaming at it

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY (Y/N)?!"

Durkos and Sander rush forward as well to kill the creature

The Unknown uses its axe to chop its own hand off to escape

"(y/n)... my (y/n)" it repeats mockingly as it slinks away

The Blight - Talbot Grimes

Talbot was working on his serums and elixirs when he heard your voice

"Hey....co...come over.....here"

Right off the bat, he knew it wasn't you

Talbot knows you

He knows your every scream, moan, laugh, and tone

This was something attempting to mimic that

Despite knowing whatever was calling out was trying to luring him in, he was curious to see what exactly it was

He makes his way outside, albeit apprehensively; his cane and syringe ready

The voice speaks again

"Wha...what is that...?"

It seems to be repeating something its heard previously

Were you in a trial with whatever it was?

It also seems to be getting better at mimicking you

Talbot hurries his steps to find the source of the voice

Its not long before he comes face to face with The Unknown

Talbot isn't afraid, he's downright furious

Whatever this monster was, it clearly had some contact with you

Why else would it know how you sound like?

The fight isn't pretty; both sides inflicting heavy damage on the other

In the end, The Unknown screeches as it retreats from sight, slinking away into the fog after seeing that Blight wasn't easy prey

Talbot managed to stab the syringe into the thing, acquiring a blood sample

Experimentation could wait

He needed to find you

The real you

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #male!reader #dead by daylight #male reader #dbd #talbot grimes #talbot grimes x reader #the blight #blight x reader #talbot x reader #the trapper #evan macmillan #evan macmillan x reader #trapper x reader #tarhos kovács #tarhos x reader #the knight #the knight x reader #dbd the knight #the knight dbd #the unknown #all things wicked #dbd the unknown #the unknown dbd

[sashi-ya]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ loyal // strong // king of hell

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎

imagine pleasing the king of hell

Imagine. kissing the vast lands of his sun kissed skin. Pouring drop by drop, bitter sacred elixir. How the trail of cold beverage pools on every indentation of those past battle scars.

Imagine. zoro's calloused thumb rubbing the commissure of your lips, as lovingly as rough as he can only be. The weight of his hand, anticipating the crushing force of his whole anatomy.

Imagine. being alone with him, under the silver moon light shine, bathed only by scattered pinkish rain. The perfume of cherry blossoms surrounding you both. A peaceful night, where a year more reaches him.

Imagine. Obeying his order, after he pats his lap inviting you to sit. A white kimono opened, hanging only around his hips and the nudity of his wide, scarred chest. Straddled your hips, your fingertips going down his sharp mandible to his collarbones. Down, down to his prominent pecs.

Imagine. your nose grazing the three golden earrings, and your sex his golden core. Your lips reaching for his muscular neck, the natural scent of  his testosterone exuding body mixed with hints of blood from his enemies, making you dizzy.

Imagine. tasting the sake running down his body, with kisses and sensual licking. The king of hell grunts, pleased. Who wouldn’t love such beautiful devotee?

“Happy birthday my king, is there anything else I could do for you?” “Give me your soul and your whole body to devour, my dear demon”

wc: 238 // tw: slight nsfw; mentions of alcohol. dom! zoro // happy birthday, my dear marimo!

#roronoa zoro #roronoa zoro x reader #roronoa zoro smut #roronoa zoro op #zoro x reader #demon!zoro #op zoro #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro roronoa #one piece x you #zoro smut #zoro imagine #roronoa zoro imagine #one piece #sashi ya

[goosefruit]

surprise!

vanessa shelly x reader

tw: none really, slight mention of william afton killing kids

a/n: this is really random but i love the way vanessa says "frickin'" in the movie so i included it in this fic

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You scanned the room around you one last time, checking that everything was in place as planned. 

Gold and white balloons adorned every corner, streamers hung off the ceiling, and a romantic candle-lit dinner was prepared on the dining table. The only thing missing was the subject of celebration, who you suspected should be arriving any moment now. 

"Happy birthday!" You cried out as Vanessa finally stepped through the front door. She was immediately taken aback; however, her expression quickly became one of joy.

"What is all this, Y/N? You didn't have to!" 

You knew that Vanessa didn't like to make a big deal out of her birthday. Hell, you weren't even sure if she remembered that today was her special day, with the way she never mentioned it (in fact, the only reason you knew her birthday was because of that singular time it slipped into the conversation when you were just a month into dating). 

"Nessa, babe. I know you have a hard time celebrating yourself, but today is your day, so let me help you feel special, m'kay?" You helped her out of her work gear and guided her to the dining table. Arranged was a variety of all her favourite dishes, alongside a vase of roses. You gave a shy laugh; the food had taken you several attempts before it was satisfactory. "I'm not the best cook, but I tried my best."

"God, I don't even know what to say," Vanessa couldn't suppress the grin that stretched across her face. "Thank you so much, my love. You are the sweetest frickin' angel ever."

One hand cupped your cheek and the other found its home on your waist as she pulled you in for a kiss, her cherry flavoured-lips fitting perfectly against your own. She smelled amazing, like an elixir of vanilla and jasmine that you had now associated with warmth and comfort.

"How about we eat before the food gets cold, and continue this later?" You whispered when you finally pulled apart for air, your face a centimetre away from hers. 

"You're right. I gotta see if I should make you do all the cooking from now on."

Dinner was filled with laughter, flirty exchanges, and your girlfriend complimenting your culinary skills. You swore that your face was bright red by the end of it, with her praises and the way she made you giggle till you couldn't breathe. 

"Alright, alright, if you thought the steak was good, just wait till you see the cake," you got up and proudly made your way to the fridge.

"There's cake too? You're going to put me into a food coma!"

"Wouldn't be a birthday without a cake. Made it myself too," the excitement in your voice was evident as you set down a colourful cake on the table. Vanessa gasped as she took a closer look. 

On the cake was your best attempt at drawing you, Vanessa, and the four animatronics in icing. You were definitely not a professional artist, but your years of art lessons as a kid paid off, if you said so yourself. It was a depiction of your girlfriend's favourite picture: one taken at the pizzeria while the six of you danced to music, Vanessa in your arms as the animatronics looked on with joy (as best as they could, in their robotic ways).

You looked to her for approval, but were alarmed when you were met with her tear-streaked face instead.

She caught you staring in concern and buried her face in her hands, shoulders trembling as she sobbed. You had rarely seen Vanessa cry like this, not even after almost getting murdered by her own father. 

"Vanessa? What's wrong, sweetheart?" You wrapped an arm around her, thumb rubbing her shoulder comfortingly.

"I'm sorry," she lifted her head to look up at you with teary eyes. It was astounding how beautiful she looked, despite her smudged mascara and red puffy eyes. "I'm not sad, I promise. It's just, as cheesy as this sounds, no one has ever made me feel this important before. I think you're the first person in this world that has ever loved me like this."

"Baby," you kissed her forehead, on the verge of crying yourself.

"And I can see that you put in so much effort to learn all these little details about me, not to mention the time you must have spent putting this whole thing together. Y/N- fuck, I feel like I don't deserve you."

You rested your head on the nape of her neck, your hand finding hers to interlace your fingers together, 

"The last time I had a birthday party, I was eight," she continued with a sniffle. "And," 

A sigh interrupted her sentence, and you could guess that this next part was hard for her to say: 

"You know, when there’s a bunch of unsuspecting, innocent children around, my father...h-he takes advantage of that. I begged him to never have a birthday party again after that, because though I might not have been able to stop him, I couldn't bear to be an accomplice to his crimes."

Vanessa's father really messed her up----that much you knew----but it still broke your heart every time you heard her speak about it.

"What he did will never be your fault, Nessa. I love you more than you know, and I need you to know that you deserve nothing but the best." 

She cracked a weak smile. "Okay, okay, enough sob stories. I want to be in a good mood when we cut this gorgeous cake of yours."

"You know what, I have something else that may be able to cheer you up." You shook your head in amusement. "Don't you wanna see the presents I got you?"

From behind the living room couch, you grabbed a large gift bag and presented it to her. 

And oh did she love it. She couldn’t stop squealing in excitement as she opened your present: a book that was on her reading list, a candle with her favourite scent, a gold necklace that you caught her eyeing at the jewelry store, and a photo album filled with pictures of the two of you. 

The cherry on top was a heartfelt card that brought tears to her eyes, once again.

“And also,” you began to unbutton the top of your blouse, allowing her to catch a glimpse of the hot pink lingerie underneath. “A bonus gift.”

“Holy shit, I really am spoiled!”

#vanessa shelly #vanessa shelly x reader #vanessa fnaf #fnaf x reader #vanessa shelly fluff #vanessa monroe #vanessa afton #birthday fluff

[breannasfluff]

Lost Without You

Whump Rating: 2/5 TW: Depression

The shadow is defeated. A portal appears and the Chain knows, this is the final one. Tears are shed, promises and light-hearted threats are made, and everyone gives a last hug goodbye. Then, one by one, they step through the portal and vanish.

They were already in Wild’s world. He’d already gone through his last portal without realizing it. The blackness swirls, sucks in, and vanishes. The champion stands in the grass field, alone. The breeze blows through the grass, turning it into waves over the low hills. Far away, a wild horse whinnies. Then silence falls again.

Wild stares at the spot where his family vanished for a long time before finally turning in the direction of home.

Things aren’t the same after the journey ends. Link—no need for a nickname, now—goes through the motions. He helps Zelda, speaks with Purah, and tries to fall into the rhythm of life. The little house in Hateno, despite how he loved it previously, is too empty, now. Each corner is filled with memories of eight other boys and men laughing, joking, and filling his life with joy.

He can’t sleep in his bed without remembering times Wolfie curled up at his feet, or Hyrule crawled in and clung to his arm after a bad dream. The horse shed reminds him of Time, chewing on a piece of straw and telling ridiculous stories they couldn’t discount. With the old man, anything could be true.

Finally, Link gives the house to Zelda for her research and sets out to circle Hyrule. He’ll check in with the other races and towns. Maybe there he’ll find the meaning he lost. Yet each place holds the happiness of people moving on, while he is stuck in the same place.

Friends marry, break up, learn new skills, and build homes. Families change; growing and shrinking, yet never dying. Their lives are ever-churning onward. With each town, Link finds himself looking forward to the next less and less. He no longer has a family to visit. Well, it’s not a bad idea to travel the wilds. He’s often more comfortable there than anywhere else.

At first, it’s a good idea. The wilds are quiet and he falls into the rhythm of nature. There are no travelers out here and he can go days without needing to speak. After a while, he starts chatting to the air, telling his missing companions about his travels.

“There’s a fox mother in a den over there. I snuck up and looked at the kits. I think she noticed me, but I made sure not to get too close. Oh, some grasshoppers; I should catch them for making elixirs in the future. You know, I really cleaned out my stores making potions for everyone.”

The only answer is the wind. Link is quiet for the rest of the day.

The weeks blend together and he fully gives up on seeking out towns. Even traveling is losing its appeal. What’s the rush? There’s no goal; no people who need him to check in. He told Zelda when he left he’d be off the grid for a while.

What’s the use of a hero after the journey is over? He’d barely had time to settle after the first one before he was dumped into the Chain. Now, an eternity without his family looms. Each day, Link rests a little more. For each meal, he has a little less. He’s just…not hungry.

Slowly, he numbs to his surroundings. He takes an infrequent wash when he comes across a lake, but there’s no one to worry about. Link wakes tired and lays on his bedroll for hours, debating getting up and moving further. He collects less until he’s only depleting his supplies, not adding to it. Well, that’s easy enough to fix; he’s not hungry anyway.

Link doesn’t know how long he’s been out here. He could warp home; warm to a shrine or a town. Maybe he should be around people. But the idea of talking to people? Socializing? Keeping up the persona of a hero? It’s exhausting.

Mostly, Link sleeps. Maybe, one day, he’ll climb back into the shrine and they can suck the life back out of him. This body is on loan, anyway. Maybe next time, they’ll find a better hero to fill it with. Someone whose family is still around to support him.

Someone is screaming.

This is odd for a variety of reasons, not the least of which is that Link is in the middle of nowhere. Someone could have encountered a rare enemy, but the scream is…excited? And raising in pitch and volume.

“Where is he?”

“The gem should take us right to him!”

“Do you think he’s underground?”

“What—where do you come up with these things?”

“Like a cave—wait, look over there.”

Huh. That sounds a lot like Wind and Warriors. Silly, because they are gone. Everyone is gone. Maybe this is it. His mind snapped and now he’s hearing voices.

Footsteps get louder and Warriors looks down at him in the grass, hands on his hips. “What in hyrule are you doing down there?”

Wind’s face pops into view, showing off straight white teeth when he grins. “Hey Wild! We missed—hey.” The smile fades, excitement seeping out. “Did something happen to you? You look, uh…”

“You look like shit,” Warriors finishes. He leans down, reaching out a hand. “You good? What happened?”

Link doesn’t take the hand, just stares at them. “That’s it,” he whispers. “I’ve gone crazy. Hallucinations.”

Wind socks him in the shoulder, much too hard to be a hallucination. “Get up! Warriors got a crystal! We need to get the others!”

“What…?” Link finally sits up, then stands. Woah, his legs are kind of shaky. Warriors grabs him, then hisses as his hand closes on a shoulder.

“How skinny are you? Wild, seriously, what happened?”

He transfers his gaze to the captain, slowly tracing over familiar features. “You left.”

“Yeah? Didn’t you have people to come home to?”

Link shrugs. “Not my family.”

“Wild? Are you okay?” Wind tugs on his tunic sleeve. “Did you miss us?”

“Yeah.” He closes his eyes for a long moment. “A lot. How—how are you here?”

The captain snorts and waves a gem on a chain. Took a while, but I got Cia to make a gem that will let heroes open portals. We’re picking everyone up to see how things are going.” He looks Link up and down. “You, my friend, are in dire need of some help.”

Link stares at his feet. “I don’t…know what to do anymore.”

Wind leans against his side, wrapping him in a half hug. “You rely on your brothers. We’ll get you back on your feet, okay? Twi is never going to let you out of his sight again.”

For the first time in a while, Wild smiles. “Let’s go see our family.”

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