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Everybody Talks (Brian x Chubby Reader)

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When Bender ask him for a favor, Brian wasn't sure what to expect. But nothing would have prepared him for the criminal's cute cousin moving to Shermer. Now his brain and heart are arguing over who's in control.

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Hi guys, I'm back at it again. So I may have gone on a 80's movie bender recently. Which is how I remembered my love of Brian from Breakfast Club. They did him dirty by making him basically a side character. I mean give this sweet nerd a partner, he definitely deserves it. But I am here to remedy that.

Anywho I hope you enjoy.

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Hunching into his locker, Brian shoulders slumped. It was Monday, that was for sure. Between getting drenched on his walk to school and forgetting his lunch. He wasn't sure what else could go wrong.

Then he felt a hand on his shoulder. Cringing he braced himself for the worst. Only to relax at the voice that followed. “Hey egg head.” Even if it was an insult, the words were said with a teasing tone. Bender stood behind him, a wide smile on his face.

While the Breakfast Club wasn't the best of buds, they were still friends. Acknowledging each other in the halls and having pleasent conversations. They had each other's backs when it really mattered. Especially when life got to heavy.

Really Andrew and Allison were the closest. They had been dating since that fateful Saturday. In all honesty there was a part of Brian that was jealous. Wanting someone to look at him the same way that the couple did with each other.

But now wasn't the time to think about that. Shaking those thoughts from his mind, he greeted the other boy. “Hey man, what's up?”

He knew Bender well enough that this wasn't a social call. The guy was never to school on time. Especially not on a Monday. So he wasn't shocked when the talker boy feigned a hurt look.

Placing a hand to his chest, he frowned. “You wound me Bri. Can't I just want to check in with my buddy.” When the red head only stared at him, expression unchanging. He finally told him the real reason he was there. “OK, so my cousin is moving here. And I know how hard it'll be on them. So I wanted you to look out for her.”

The look of confusion that had settled on his face was palpable. Who was this person that Bender cared about so much that he would ask such a thing. Not only that, why come to him for this? Though all that came out of his mouth was. “Uh, what?”

Rubbing a hand across his annoyed expression, he sighs. “Look she's in advance classes, like you. Not to mention she's into the same kind of nerd shit as you. So help me out and keep an eye on them. Ok?”

He was surprised at the almost pleading tone from the boy. It was unlike him to not out right demand something. Instead he was asking as politely as he could muster. This caused a part of him to feel prideful. He came to him for this request. It was the least he could do for a friend.

So nodding, he said. “Sure, when will they be here? I'm sure they'd like a tour of the place.”

Patting the shorter boy's arm, his grin widened. “She's in your first period, I already checked.” The tardy bell suddenly rings, causing the pair to jump a bit. Darting his eyes back and forth, he nodded and took off. Probably off to skip, but who's to say really. It wasn't as if they shared any classes.

So there Brian stood, in the rapidly emptying hall. Wondering just what kind of person Bender's cousin was.

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To say that you were nowhere near what he was expecting would be an understatement. He didn't have an exact image in his mind what his criminal friend's cousin would be like. But you were somehow the complete opposite of what he thought of.

He entered the classroom just as you were called up to introduce yourself. Muttering a quick apology, he rushed to his seat. He was in a stupor as you spoke. Eyes glued to your plush form as you shyly told everyone your name. He tried to retain everything you said. But it was difficult to keep his mind from reeling. You were the one he was supposed to spend time with. This bubbly beaming angel of plump proportion.

By the time you sat down and class began. He knew he was in trouble. What kind, he wasn't sure of yet.

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As class ended you glanced around. It shouldn't be very hard to find the red head that John had told you about. You should have done a better job at paying attention while at the front. Though it was hard to meet any of the new faces with your anxiety. While your cousin may have all of the confidence between the pair of you. You'd like to think you make up for that with kindness. From what you've heard John was lacking in that department. That was a bit of a shock to you. With the way he doted on you, you found it hard to believe. Chalking it up to people not looking past his prickly exterior.

Gathering your things, you paused in surprise. A red headed boy was waiting at the door. It seemed to good to be a coincidence. Him waving awkwardly at you proved your thought to be right.

So this was Brian. He was cuter than your cousin had described. While he did have a dorky quality to the way he dress. You found it endearing in a frumpy sort of way. But his clear skin and styled hair made him look handsomely put together. As you came closer his deep blue eyes sparkled enchantingly. It brought back out that shyness you wanted to avoid.

Plucking up your courage you introduced yourself. “Hi, I'm (Y/N). Your Brian right?”

He was stunned in your presence. Such a cute girl had never given him the time of day before. It was a moment he never wanted to forget. Then reality shifts back in and reminds him. The reason you knew his name was because of Bender. The guy that was his friend and who seemed very concerned for your well being. Meaning that you were strictly off limits. And he had to remind himself of that repeatedly.

Suddenly shooting his hand out, he responds to you. “Yeah, Bender said that you might want a tour. I'm happy to show you around.” He shakes your hand enthusiastically. Then he begins rambling about the different buildings that make up the school.

As you walked through the halls, the two of you have similar thoughts going through your minds. Each thinking of how the others hand felt shaking their own.

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It didn't take long for a friendship to develop between the two of you. Sharing most of your classes was a factor. But there was something that seemed to always bring you back together. As if you were pulled towards each other, like a moth to a flame.

Your interests were similar and anything that differed was easy to discuss. It was like you could listen to each other's interests for hours. Which is why you were headed to the library.

Only to be stopped by your cousin. “Where are you headed off to in such a hurry?” It was no secret that John Bender cared about you. Now that you and your mom moved to Shermer, he was a constant around the house. Which neither of you minded, knowing his home life and all. He spent most nights on the couch and had space made for him in your closet. It was always nice to have him around.

Until he starts prying into your private life. It's like he could sniff out when you're interested in someone. Even in a different state, he somehow knew. Many late night phone conversations had been interupted with his prying questions. That was just John though. If he cared about you, he cared hard.

Shrugging your shoulders, you shoved your house key into your pocket. “Just the library. You want me to pick something up for you?” While the offer was genuine. You also hoped it kept him from interrogating you further. As he raised an eyebrow your way. You realized that this may have had the opposite effect.

Shaking his head, he steps closer to you. “Nah, you know I don't do that nerd shit. What are you going there for?” It wasn't unusual for you to head to the library. But that seemed to be your answer for every outing lately. That just didn't sit right with him.

Turning towards the door, you hope he didn't notice your wince. It's not that you wanted to hide that you were meeting with Brian. You just didn't want the stressed boy to have to deal with an overbearing cousin too. He had plenty on his plate already. “Mostly browse. Oh and work on that history report due Tuesday.” Some truths and half truths.

Clenching your hand on the door knob, you released a breath as he nods. “OK, well be safe.”

Returning his nod with one of your own, you rushed out the door. It never felt good to keep things from your cousin. But you didn't want anyone to worry. So as you tried to calm your racing heart, you walked down the sidewalk. Feeling a smile settle on your face as thoughts of a certain read head came to mind.

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The pair of you peeked around the corner. While what you were doing wasn't bad. Neither of you wanted to get caught taking graph paper from the supply closet. Brian had reassured you that students were allowed to take what was needed. Hence why all of the math club members have access. But you weren't a member of the math club. Or using it for school activities. No you had something else in mind.

Clutching his arm as he opened the supply closet door, you said. “Are you sure this won't get you in trouble. I know how much you hated a detention on your record.” You worried you lower lip with your teeth. The thought of causing him demerits making your nerves bad.

Shaking his head, he smiled down at you. “No way, these supplies are for students. Therefore as students we're allowed access to them.” He was happy to get that out without stuttering. With you this close to him, it was hard to keep his composer.

Shifting into the closet, you closed the door quietly behind you. “Yeah, I guess you're right. Though I'm not sure they would be happy with what I'm doing with it.” You leaned closer to the boy and whispered conspiratorially. “What with it being Dungeons and Dragons and all.”

While D&D had been a bit more accepted at your old school. It still had groups of people that hated it. But it seemed Shermer had never heard of it. As if it was in it's own universe away from the game itself.

That didn't mean that you had to stop loving it though. You still gushed about anything new to your friends over the phone, back home. On top of writing your own adventures.

Hence the need for the graph paper. While you were more than happy to purchase your own. You had yet to find any in town. Complaining to your red headed friend about your dilemma. He was quick to offer a solution. Which is why he was rifling through the stacks of paper.

Exclaiming in triumph, he holds the paper out towards you. “Just as malady asked, for you.” He beamed at your giggles and smile to match. Watching as your round cheeks darkened. Only to become concerned as your expression drops a bit.

Clutching the pack of paper to your chest you slump slightly. “Thank you Brian, this means a lot to me. I just wished more people were interested in this kind of thing.” This was truly the issue with such a niche interest. Finding anyone else who might enjoy it. Leaning against a shelf in the closet you sigh.

Joining you against the shelf, he says. “That must suck. You still have your friends at home though.” He hated seeing you in such a dower mood.

Shrugging, you tried to muster a decent smile. “Yeah, I guess so. Sometimes John let's me rope him into a quick game. But it's not the same.”

Seeing you curl even more into yourself really upset him. You weren't your usual vibrant self. It was if someone had rained all over your parade. Without considering the awkward consequences he blurted out an offer. “I would love to play.”

While that was true, he internally cringed. The thought of sitting across from Bender as you all played worried him. But the way your soft face light up at the offer made that drift away.

Throwing your arms around him you squealed. That may not have been your intention. You only wanted to complain about the situation. Though this was a much better outcome. Pulling back, you began to ramble about the possibilities. “I have to write something for this. Oh, or it might be a better idea to start with something pre-made. You are a new player and all.”

Your excitement became infectious. Even if he didn't understand half the things you were saying. There was still something bothering him though. “Sounds great, do you think Bender would want to play too.”

Your face pinched in a way that he would describe as adorable. Then you smiled and took a step closer to him. Your plump body pressing into his own lanky frame. Your thoughts shift to a different subject you had been considering recently. “Actually I was thinking that a two player game would be best. Just you and me that is.”

He shudders as you wrap your plush arms around his neck. There was a part of him that was convinced this was a dream. The kind that he had embarrassingly been having more often than not. But the logical part of his mind knew it wasn't. For one he would never mention your cousin in a dream. And on top of that, you were much to warm and solid to not be real.

So he does the only logical thing. Agrees and meets your soft lips with his own. Hands moving to lightly rest on your hips, he sighs into the kiss. This causes you to bump his nose with yours and giggle. Tangling you fingers into his hair, you press a bit firmer against him.

Until the door to be flung open and harsh light fills the closet. There stood Mrs. Hinkley, the very math teacher you were technically stealing from.

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It didn't take long for news to get around. While the pair of you weren't the usual subjects for gossip. That didn't stop the uptight teacher from telling anyone who would listen. ‘How could such model students do a thing like this? Canoodling in the supply closet, it was unheard of!’

This was only a half the truth. Thankfully the shock of what she saw kept her from noticing the paper you held.

That didn't keep the school from speculating about what canoodling could be. Some students going so far as to say you two had sex. That the couple had been caught doing everything you could manage in the dim room.

Which is precisely why Bender was rushing around the school. Looking for a certain red head to pummel into the dirt. To think he had trusted that punk to treat you well. And to he didn't even have the nerve to tell him to his face. What if he had pressured you. The very thought caused him to quicken his pace.

As the lunch bell rang. He made a bee line for the cafeteria. It might be harder to find him there. But he had no problem taking care of this in front of witnesses. Your honor was being threatened.

Slamming the double doors open, he scanned the crowd. It didn't take him long to spot him. He was much to close with you at a table tucked into a corner. Just the sight of him whispering in your ear caused his blood to boil. “Hey Bri, we need to talk.”

The two of you are startled away from each other. It's not that you were truly hiding your interest from your cousin. You just weren't sure how he would take the situation. And from the scowl on his face, you might have been right.

He sat stunned in his seat as the taller boy continued to make his way over. He probably would have stayed frozen. If not for your warm soft hand squeezing his arm. With a reassuring nod, you guided him from his seat. He nervously slid his shaky hand into yours. At the gentle grasp you gave his confidence renewed and he faced your cousin.

He glared between your hands and Brian's face. If looks could kill, the brainiac boy would already be six feet under. “What did you do to her?” It was a statement coated in venom.

Confusion came over both of your expressions. You were the first to answer the bizarre question. “What are you talking about?”

He didn't even glance your way. Continuing to stare daggers at the shorter boy. “What did you do to her in that closet?” When the both of you only blushed for an answer, he saw red. Pushing the red head, your linked hands causing you both to stumble.

You were quick to step between the two boys. Eyes nervously darting around at the forming crowd. If you didn't move this somewhere more private. Then it wouldn't be long before a teacher got involved. Grabbing both of their arms, you made you way outside. Pulling them over to the dumpsters behind the school, you whirled on them.

Brian began to stammer out apologies. He wasn't exactly sure what was going on. But he did know that being on Bender's bad side was something he didn't want. He flinched a bit as the brunette stepped forward. Though as you stationed yourself in front of him. He couldn't help but sag in relief and relish in your protection.

Placing a firm hand on John's chest, you frowned. “I'm assuming you've heard about the closet.”

He pushed further into your hand. Then whipped himself away and clenched his fist. You had always been so patient with him. Working with him on his anger issues. Helping him talk things through instead of using his fist. Which is what he wanted to do. But it was so hard when something so precious to him was being threatened. So through gritted teeth he said. “Yes, I've heard.”

Brian's became very flushed at the statement. He knew a couple of people had asked him about a closet. He had no clue what they were referencing though. This made him feel like all those A's he had gotten were not earned. How could he be so dumb?

You came to his rescue once again. “Don't believe the rumors. I kissed Brian and Mrs. Hinkley caught us. We were in there to get graph paper and one thing led to another. But I was the one who initiated.” You met his gaze, forcing him to listen to you. You love your cousin, but he had to let you live your life.

“If it helps at all I really do care about (Y/N). I would never do anything to hurt her. I swear.” The sincerity in Brian's voice was noticeable. He truly meant every words he said.

The anger melted away from his expression. You were important to him. And if that meant letting you make your own choices. Then he would have to ease up on his protective nature. “OK, if you're sure.”

A grin spread across your face as you punched him in the arm. “Of course I am. Now could you stop threatening my boyfriend.”

Your cousin's eyebrows shot up at the admission. “Your what.” You weren't sure if you had ever heard his voice get that high before.

Laughing you linked your arms in both of their as you led them back to the lunchroom. “Yeah yeah. We can discuss it at home. Now come on, I want to talk about our next Dungeons and Dragons session.”

Bender fake groaned, but listened with a small smile on his face. It was a relief to know he wasn't losing his cousin. He wasn't sure what he would do without your support.

And Brian looked at you in awe. You could keep Bender calm and start talking about geeky stuff the next moment. He really was lucky to be able to have someone like you as a girlfriend. His expression becoming one of pure joy as you asked him what he thought about a new monster. Knowing that with you in his life he would always be happy to answer you.

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admrlthundrbolt · 15 days ago

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10,000 Emerald Pools (Merman Gantu x Chubby Reader)

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All his life he had been told legends of the two legs. They were selfish and evil creatures. Only looking out for themselves. That was what he had thought. Until you saved him from a storm that is.

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Hi guys, I'm back at it again. I finally decided to hop on a trend. Being inspired by MerMay on Tumblr, I just had to whip something up for a mermaid. After that decision it wasn't hard to land on Gantu. I mean who doesn't love a big grumpy shark man.

Anywho, I hope you enjoy.

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You had accepted that life as lighthouse keeper would be a lonely one. It was a lot to spend months at a time with only one other person for companionship. But as you watched the senior keeper hurry to pack his things. You couldn't stave away the wave of loneliness crashing into you. It swallowed you and churned around in your head. A storm of uncertainty brew in your subconscious.

He glanced your way with guilt weighing heavy in his eyes. He wished it didn't have to be this way. He really did. Though with the news of his wife's early labor and premature newborn. He couldn't bare to stay another moment on the island.

So being a person with a moral compass you shook off his concern. “No, really, I understand. Your family comes first.” Even as the words left your lips, the weight became greater on your shoulders. Could you handle this alone? Sure you had went through the proper training. But where would those lesson go when a high stress situation happened. Would you jump into action or freeze in fright?

As if sensing your apprehension, he placed a well worn hand on your shoulder. “Look, I know your green to all this. But I saw your marks, your no idiot. A sharp mind is the best tool you can have out here.” With a reassuring pat he continued to gather his things.

It didn't take long to see him off to one of the row boats. They weren't the most glamorous, but they still got you to the mainland. Settling himself in, after loading, he faced you. “Take care not to linger at the water's edge for to long. Never to sure what could be lurking.” Then he was off. Leaving a hard lump to settle in your stomach at his unsettling warning.

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Relaxing into the gentle current of the ocean, he scanned the horizon. If there was one thing he enjoyed about his job, it was the patrol duty. While the title of Captain held a lot of responsibility. It was the smaller tasks that he appreciated. A leisurely swim while checking the surrounding area was always a joy.

Though what really kept this mundane task in his schedule. It had to be the land creature watching. While a boat was a pleasent treat to come across. There was particular land mass with a large shining tower that he chanced by.

It was a storm that caused him to seek out any shelter. The water was far to shallow to find comfort from the choppy waves. Happening upon a wooden structure attached to land was the solace he found. After what felt like a life time, the sea finally settled. Allowing him a moment to breathe and give thanks to his impromptu haven. Only to find himself amazed at the marvel before him. He had never come across such a sight. The tall tower upon the island a beckon of shining comfort.

Vowing to keep this amazing find to himself. It soon became a part of his patrol route. And his surprise doubled when he noticed the two legs lived in the very thing that had saved him. He had seen a few different being over his years as a soldier. But took great care to not be spotted by them. It was protocol to not reveal yourself to the two legs. There had been a few past incidents that didn't end well for either party. So he made sure to avoid sightings at all cost.

At least that was the plan….

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The storm had swept in suddenly. The barometric pressure shifting, bringing with it fierce winds and a flood of rain. You stared out the ground floor window nervously. The last row boat swayed dangerously. Looking as if it would go under at any moment.

Not being able to take the risk of loosing your only way off the island. You hurried to throw on your raincoat and a pair of slosher.

Flinging the door open, you took care to shut it firmly. It wouldn't do to flood the entryway in your hurry. Trudging through the downpour, you headed straight for the dock. Squinting you could just make out the wooden platform. As the sheets of rain seeped into you clothes, even with the coat on. You couldn't help but feel that the boat was much further than you remembered it. Still if you didn't make your way over and anchor it properly until the storm subsided. Then you would have to hope for your senior keeper to return…or get busy swimming. Neither option seemed ideal when alone on an island.

Finally reaching the ropes attaching the boat to the dock, you sigh heavily. They were tied more tightly than you remembered. It made you wonder if Joel had redone them before his departure. Maybe it was his way of make it up to you. Double checking the knots, you deemed them storm worthy.

Shaking your head, you let your thoughts drift to a warm shower. Before you could make your way back to the lighthouse. There was a sudden banging sound from the boat. Turning back, you crept towards the dingy.

Splayed in the small yet sturdy vessel was a sight unheard of. What you could only guess was a merman. Due to them being man yet fish. Was battered and bruised, half slumped in the boat.

Your head was spinning and heart hammering. Taking a tentative step forward, you jolted as it heaved a shuddering breath. In a moment you came to a decision. A stupid decision really. Knowing that you couldn't let this creature's death weigh on you. You proceeded to get the most intense workout of your life. You could only hope that it wasn't prone to violence.

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You had never understood the person who designed this lighthouse. While it had the expected features. Such as the huge Fresnel lens on the top of the house. As well as the fog horn and radio station. But the large claw foot tub had always thrown you for a loop.

Now as you heaved the beast of a creature you had decided to become responsible for. You couldn't help but sing their praises. Because without the oversized tub, you wouldn't have a place to store the behemoth.

Settling it in, you made sure to curl all of it's limbs in the large vessel. It took you longer than you would have admitted. Though you just chalked it up to your exhaustion from getting the being inside. Trying not to focus on it's size. Even if the voice in your head was shouting the fact.

That task done, you decided that water was important to it's health. What with the fins and all. Turning on the tap, you took a moment to calm your racing heart. Shucking off what wet clothing you could, without becoming indecent. You grabbed a nearby towel and began drying your sopping hair. Changing seemed like it was a bit lower on the list of priorities. With the catch of the century sitting right beside you. So a quick dry off would have to do.

Rubbing the cloth over your hair, your gaze shifted back to the creature. The dark grey coloring of it's skin was a fascinating shade. You couldn't quite decide if it was more blue or black in tone. Either way it seemed to suit the large creature's features.

Curiosity got the better of you as you pried one of it's eyes open. A gasp left your lips. They were as beautiful as the sea on a calm day. The deepest depths of blue you had ever witnessed.

Then your fingers trailed over it's face. Taking in the texture of the being's skin. It was smooth, with a firm bounciness. Smoothing your digits over their lips. You were surprised by the supple give they had. The feather like touch cause it's mouth to raise in a half snarl. Revealing the much to large for their mouth teeth. Sharp as a knife and longer than your fingers.

You flinched away from the creature. Realizing just how dangerous your exploration really was. This wasn't a known entity. You shouldn't be so easy to trust that you were safe.

Though the same voice that had convinced you to bring them in. Couldn't help but whisper how special they were.

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You stay by their side for two days. Between eating, sleeping, and tending to you lighthouse duties. You always managed to find your way back to the side of the tub. After the third visit, turned check up. You resigned yourself to dragging a chair in and plopping next to the submerged creature.

You reasoned with yourself that you had to keep an eye on it's wounds. Wincing anytime you had to change the reddening bandage on it's tail. While most of the wounds it sustained were bruising or bumps. A large gash along the tail fin concerned you. It wasn't necessarily hanging off the tip, but it wasn't far from it. It seemed to be healing, though you weren't sure how long the recovery would take.

You couldn't help but admire the scars and blemishes that decorated his skin. It made you wonder how he would feel about the new mark. Would it be a decoration or a flaw. Even so, you studied them with a longing to know their stories.

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It was the evening of that second day that you started to really worry. While the creature seemed comfortable enough crammed inside to ornate tub. You hadn't seen any signs of the behemoth waking soon. Pacing between the fish person and the door, you wondered who you could even get help from.

His eyes shot open as a fresh hot shot of pain darted up his spine. Gathering his thoughts, he groaned. The last thing he could remember was that sudden storm. He knew his past sanctuary was nearby. So without a second thought he took off. Only to be battered by the relentless waves. Launched into the wooden pillars he had sought out. Then nothing.

With great effort, he shifted himself around the vessel he was contained in. The room was as unfamiliar as the two leg pacing around it. He would have found himself in more of a shock. If he wasn't so entrance by your beauty. Your curves seemed to go for miles. A plethora of bountifully plush flesh. As you worried your thumb with a supplely soft mouth. He let out an unintentional gasp.

Causing you to whirl around, almost slipping to the floor in your haste. Catching yourself on the edge of the tub, you sagged in relief. “Thank goodness you're awake. I was so worried you were in a coma or something. I don't know who I would have went to if….” You trailed off as the creature stared at you.

He couldn't believe it. You, a two leg, was worried about him. This was all to much. Shaking his head, he attempted to gather his thoughts. “Did you bring me here?”

The deep baritone of their voice shook you to your core. You had only questioned if it was hostile. Not if you could communicate with one another. “I, uh, yes.” Wow, such an elegant answer. But this wasn't the time for self depreciation. “I went to check on the boat. Hoping the storm hadn't dragged it away. It didn't, thankfully, but you were thrown in it. You were pretty banged up and the storm wasn't letting up. So I dragged you in here.” You would have felt like you were rambling again. If not for the intensity that it was listening to you with. As if every word held the answers to all their problems.

You really were mesmerizing. Your melodious voice and your habit of gesturing as you spoke. It captivated him. And you had saved him. For that he was bound to you. Nodding he placed a hand on top on yours as they gripped the tub. “I am Gantu, Captain of the Underwater Federation. Thank you for your help and generosity. I am now bound to you with a life debt."

Your eyes widened at the introduction and admition. “A what now?”

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After convincing the reluctant merman to heal a bit longer. You weren't sure if you were glad or not. Sure being able to talk to him was great. But if you had to rebuke one more offer of some ridiculous proportion. You may truly go insane.

He has suggested finding you that largest pearl in the sea. When you declined he claimed that a battle with the Kraken would be satisfactory. Once again you said no. Then he suggested overthrowing a kingdom and making you a monarch. And that was only a few of his attempts. It was ridiculous the lengths he was going to try to repay the life debt.

After his tail had heal enough to be sea worthy again you were met with a new problem. How to get him back to the dock. His pride wouldn't allow you to help him a second time. But his wounds weren't completely healed. So you did the only thing that you could think of. Dragging down the cart that was used to move around the large equipment upstairs. A task that you didn't ever want to repeat. Including avoiding thoughts of having to lug it back up the tower.

While it may be large enough for equipment in a lighthouse. He still seemed to make it look small. After reassuring him that it was the state of the art transportation device. That you would have no part in helping him use it. Only then did he relented and hoisted himself onto it. And it worked like a charm.

You would have guessed that the uneven terrain would be an issue. But his muscles seemed to be just as large as the rest of him. Your gaze rolled slowly over the buldge of his biceps. Watching as they flex and become taut as he pulls himself towards the water.

Realizing that your glance had turned into staring. You shook yourself from the gawking and followed after him.

He stares longingly at the sea. He hadn't known how much he missed the small details. The salty breeze whipping softly against his face. The sound of the waves gently lapping at the shore. He couldn't wait until he could be submerged once again.

That is until you settled beside him. All of his thoughts focused on you. The way the wind caused your hair to flutter around your soft face. Admiring the way a gentle smile graced your face as you gazed out at the horizon. Seeing how relaxed your plush body was around the languid waves.

He wouldn't have guessed that a two legs would save one of his kind. But after meeting you he knew their must be more to your species than the legends told.

It caused an odd tugging inside his chest to know he was leaving your side. Though his smile returned as he remembered that this wouldn't be your last meeting.

Holding the handle of the cart, you allowed him to slid back into the sea. “Are you sure that you're well enough to swim?” For as overbearing as he could be. You didn't want to send him to his death.

His large sharp tooth grin sent a shiver down your spin. “Of course two legs. I was made a Captain for a reason.”

Rolling your eyes at the behemoth you shook your head. There was that cocky side of his. “Well, I guess this is goodbye.” You didn't think that sentence would hold so much weight to it. Almost wishing you hadn't let the words leave your mouth. But you were surprised when he shook his own head.

“Far from it little one. There is still a debt to be paid.” He was happy to see the smile return to your face.

Sitting down on the edge of the dock, you raised an eyebrow at him. “How about we make a deal?” You paused and was surprised when he patiently waited for you to continue. “Why don't you make regular visits and keep me company. That way I don't have to go to long without seeing my favorite shark guy.”

His grin widened and he placed a hand over your own soft one. “That would be an acceptable start. Especially for one such as yourself.”

Your cheeks quickly became flush. You weren't sure if it was from the gesture or words his smooth baritone echoed. Placing a soft hand over his own, you gather your thoughts. It would be lonely without the big lug. And you'd be lying to yourself if you didn't admit to admiring his rugged features.

Taking a leap of faith, you leaned forward. He met your lips without hesitation. It was a different sensation than eother of you were used to. But pleasent all the same. You both enjoyed yourselves for a selfish moment. Knowing that while you had duties to return to. This moment was well worth the risk.

Pulling away from your plush mouth, he winked. Flipping back into the sea, he sent a large spray of water your way. Sputtering you shook the water from your eyes and laughed.

A loud bellow met your giggles. “Expect me back soon little one.” His promise was one that he meant to keep. Life debt or not, there wasn't a power in the sea that could keep him from returning to your side.

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Fanfic is a free hobby.

It's one of the last few things we can have as a society that's free. You can engage, for free. People give you things (art, stories, etc), for free.

Don't buy into the consummerism just because it's everywhere else.

You don't have to consume everything you interact with. You don't have to use things, just because they exist.

You're allowed (still, for now), to have things that are enjoyable for free.

Do you realise how insane the world is? We don't have many places where we can just be, for free anymore, but ao3 is. Did you notice we don't have ads in ao3? We don't have pop ups? Where ELSE do we not have that?

Where else can you just go and not have to wait for a commercial to be over or for ads to be on the sidelines?

I don't think the younger people understand, but the whole of internet used to be like this. YouTubers would do Youtube for free, just because. You couldn't monetise your internet presence before.

Ao3 is like a little preserved corner of the internet where the old internet used to be, and it's being attacked by people who do not understand that free things are allowed to exist without judgment.

Please don't ruin this for us.

Some of us need it.

#truth #ao3 fanfic #ao3 justice

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admrlthundrbolt · 25 days ago

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Currently working on something for MerMay. For once I am super hyped to be on time for a trend. Hope you guys are excited as I am.

#chubby reader #wip #current wip #writers on tumblr

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admrlthundrbolt · 27 days ago

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#honestly same #send asks #if you want

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admrlthundrbolt · 30 days ago

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GUARDS!! console me

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admrlthundrbolt · 1 month ago

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#monster romance #terato #my love for real

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The Phoenix (Phoenix Avdol x Chubby Reader)

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After fate brought him the love of his life. How will Avdol deal with introducing them to the supernatural side of his life. It seems he won't have a choice in the matter with a monster lurking around.

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Hi guys, I'm back at it again. Avdol is severely underrated and in need of some tlc. With a side of angst honestly, but everything is a bit of good and bad. I mean how else could we appreciate the good times. Like our lovely Egyptian phoenix man.

Anywho I hope you enjoy.

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The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains. It was always nice to start with a sunny day. As long as it wasn't your alarm. Shifting his face from the light, his squinting gaze shifted to you.

He had never expected someone like you to turn up in his life. But it seemed even fortunate tellers didn't know everything about their own future. Though as his eyes made their way down your supple, plush form. He couldn't keep the smile from settling on his face. Your beauty shone so brightly, it took all he could to not be blinded. You were dazzling body and mind. He was sure he wouldn't meet another that could make his heart soar so freely.

He tore his gaze from you for a moment. Taking note of how high the sun was in the sky. Huffing at how quickly the day could fade away, he shifted. Running a strong warm hand along your curves his smile widened. You turn into his touch so easily. Seeking him out and wrapping yourself snuggly around him. Legs and arms nestling about his form in practiced grace.

He chuckled at your attempts to keep him in bed. Kissing the top of your head, he said. “My love, the day waits for no one.”

With a heavy sigh, you buried yourself deeper into his embrace. “Neither does the evening.” Lifting your head you glared out at the far too lofty sun. “Though I suppose it would be much harder to get things done by moonlight.” Then a mischievous smile tilted your lips up.

Leaning forward your mouth molds to his in a familiar dance. He is quick to respond. Moving his lips with your in practiced ease. It was slow and sensual, neither of you in a rush to move things forward.

Pulling back with flushed cheeks, you pecked his lips once more. Then lept from bed and raced for the bathroom. Shaking his head in amusement, he made a slower exit from the much to warm blankets. The sensation made him pause.

Glancing between the anomaly and the doorway you darted through. He shook away the thoughts troubling his mind. There were secrets best kept from you. Be it to protect you or keep his true nature from you. He didn't want to think about such things now.

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The morning did not stay as peaceful as he would have like. No, just as the day started shifting into afternoon they had an unexpected visitor. Loud impatient knocks filled the house. Followed by an equally enthused voice.

“Avdol, what's taking you so long! Open this blasted door already.” And as much as he was trying to get to the door. You managed to beat him to it. Standing just behind you, he nodded at the other man as the door swung open.

A bright smile graced your face as you greeted the older man. “Mr. Joestar, what a pleasant surprise. Please come in.” Your warmth filled the front door in a delightful way.

Smiling broadly down at you, he pats your head. “Great to see you as always little miss. And how many times have i told you just call me Joseph.” Shaking his head at your polite tendency, he looked over to Avdol. “Has this bird brain been treating you well?” The nickname caused the darker man to shoot him a withering look. Why he had to push everyone's buttons was beyond him.

Noticing the change in your partner's demeanor, you placed a soft hand on his arm. “He treats me better than I could hope for, Mr. Joestar.” Your tone took on a teasing manner by the end. While you had a certain amount of respect for the older man. You were always there to back up your partner.

His gaze wandered down to you. A small smile settled onto his usually stoic visage. You really were a treasure to behold. The ever burning sun in his wide open sky. He would follow your brightness for eternity. Wrapping an arm around your bountiful waist, he said. “As it should be. Now what can I do for you Mr. Joestar?”

The older man didn't miss the way that his associate's tone matched your own when saying his name. You really did bring out a side in Avdol that he would have never guessed was there. It was good for the younger man. He carried a burden the oracle didn't want to think about. “Something's come up, let's go to your office and discuss it.”

Expression becoming somber, he led the man further into the house. But not before pecking you on the forhead. Reassuring you they would only be a moment.

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Avdol had to keep himself still. As much as he wanted to pace a hole in the floor, it wouldn't help. “How long has that creature been in the city?” The very thought of that monster made his skin crawl. Though it was particularly disturbing how nearby he had migrated. It sent a chill down his spine imagining how close he could be right now.

Nodding his head grimly, an uncharacteristically solemn look took over his face. “From what I've been able to seen. My visions have not been pleasent.” He rubbed a weathered hand across his weary face. “My family has been dealing with this evil for decades. I hate to pull you into this. But we can use all the help we can get.” His face hardened further. “I've even brought in Jotaro.”

The younger man's faces him in shock. The last thing Joseph would want was to bring his family further into this. It seems the situation had escalated faster than he could have guessed.

Still the thought of leaving you here bothered him. While you had both cultivated a comfortable home. Asking you to stay in it by yourself. It was tearing him apart. But the innocent lives that Dio could be taking. It was something his concise couldn't bear. “I'll be ready by this evening. Just allow that long for the preparations.”

Placing a firm hand on the his shoulder, the other man seemed to relax. “Thank you for this.”

With a nod, he left to gather his supplies. Thinking all the while how he could explain this to you.

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He began packing a bag. Trying to convince himself that it was the practical start. Not that he was avoiding bringing up his trip to you. Even his inner thoughts scoffed at the justification. It took less time than he wanted to finish the task. Not nearly enough time to gather his thoughts.

This wouldn't be the first time he had half told the truth. He didn't want you to get involved with this part of his life. As much as he was sure you would accept the more supernatural parts of him. He didn't want you involved in dangerous situations. So gathering his resolve, he went to give you the news.

He paused in the doorway of the kitchen. You were radiant as always. The smile that graced your full face was beaming. You were laughing at a joke the older man had made. Making you plush body bounce in a most tantalizing way. Though that smile dimmed as you noticed his stoic expression and bag.

Realizing the change in atmosphere, Joseph excuses himself. Deciding that waiting outside was the better choice. He truly hated pulling Avdol from your side. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

He hesitated, not wanting to lie to you. Everytime he had to talk around the truth, it would leave an awful taste in his mouth. Making him hate this part of his life just a bit more. Though you didn't give him long to gather himself. “Is it important?”

He was shocked by your blunt tone. But in all reality it shouldn't have surprised him. There were only so many secrets you could keep from someone you love. “It is…lives are at stake.”

A solemn nod was your reply. Though there were many things you wanted, no needed to know. You were afraid of what the answers could be. So with a tremble in your voice, you said. “If that's so then I won't stop you. But know that I want the full truth when you get back.”

He agreed with hesitation. It seemed there were monsters knocking on his back door. And it would be a much larger risk if you weren't prepared. Taking your plush body and pulling it into his own, he gripped you close. “I promise my love. When I return all your questions will be welcomed.”

Nodding into his warm chest, you tucked yourself further in. Not willing to let him glimpsing the tears clinging to your eyelashes.

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He journeys back to your shared home with a new weight on his shoulders. They were unsuccessfull in taking down the monster for good. Though he did get an almost fatal blow in. They had to retreat due to Kakyoin, a kitsune, receiving grave injuries. The group is hopeful that he will recover quickly.

But that wasn't the only thing bearing down on him. How would he break the news to you. That he was more beast than man. Born into the legend of the Pheonix. He hoped you would accept him in all forms. Still even if that was true, how would you take his unusual missions. Fighting evil beings, all the while you sat at home. He prayed that the news would not make you worry yourself to death. He knew your will was strong, but that didn't stop his anxiety.

His thoughts were abruptly cut off by a frightening sight. The front door of your home was torn from it's hinges. Without a second glance at the half destroyed door, he sprinted inside. Large gouges were taken out of the door jam. But that wasn't what held his attention. It was as if a tornado swept through the entryway. Nothing was in it's proper place and most of it lay broken. A discarded slipper rests on it's side in the middle of the devastation. Splattered with a familiar all too dark blood.

You had been taken by the very thing he was attempting to destroy.

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Struggling with the ropes that held you down. You glare at the deplorable creature across from you. To any other person he may seem like a handsome man. Though you had seen his true colors right away. Knowing that no friend of Avdol's would seek you out in his absence.

It hadn't taken long for his resolve to crumble away and his true monstrous form to show. Forcing his way in, ripping the door away. The beast slashes his way towards you. Grabbing the nearest thing to brandish at him, you swung an umbrella. Unbeknownst to you, it had been coated in silver. Making it a great weapon against your attacker. Your partner was protecting you in ways you could have never anticipated.

The monster howled in pain and knocks the weapon aside. Snatching you up and hurrying away.

Now you were staring each other down in an abandoned warehouse. It wasn't his first choice, but with the quickly approaching sunrise. He didn't have the luxury of being picky. Still it was an appropriate place as any for a trap. Now he only need wait.

And what better way to entertain himself than making conversation with you. “My my. The fortune teller found himself a delectable treat.” Slowly making his way across the room. He languidly leans down, taking a deep breath. Your scent filling his lungs in a decadent manner. “Honestly, a morsel like you should be better protected.”

Spitting in his face, you take care to aim for the fresh mark you had given him. “Did well enough to give you that.” You wouldn't give him the satisfaction of reveling in your fear. Avdol may have his secrets, but you know he would come for you. Hopefully sooner rather than later.

Your head snapped to the side and cheek stung sharply. He smiled as the sound echoed in the vacant building. Placing a delicate touch to the newly mared skin, he tittered. “Thank you for the reminder. I suppose I should return the favor after all.” Gripping your chin in one hand, the other trailing along the contours of your face. “But what to do? What would be equal to blemishing I the Great Dio's visage?” His grip becomes harsher as he list off the possible punishments. “A scratch, an ear, or perhaps your eyes. Yes, it would be an awful shame if you could never see your love again. That's if he even comes to your rescue.” He hissed out the threats with glee. Allowing the peril to linger in the air.

You have to force tears from your vision. You wouldn't let this creature sway you. Your love would come for you. It was only a matter of time.

As if summoned with by your will alone. What seems like an asteroid burst through the ceiling. Your name rings throughout the room in a familiar baritone. There stood your Avdol, wreathed in glorious flames. He had become equal parts bird and man. You had never thought that he could become more beautiful. But it seems your love would prove you wrong. The smell of fire lingers in your nose in an oddly comforting way.

Ripping the man looming over you, all in a blink. Before he could make his way back to you. He became locked in combat with the monster who had caused this all.

They tumbled through the room, neither seeming to get the upper hand. Each man keeping up with the other. Where Dio made up for with speed, Avdol bested him with strength.

Your struggle against your bonds had renewed. You wouldn't sit on the side lines while your partner was fighting against such a horrid being. But no matter how much force you put on your prison, they didn't budge.

A sudden touch to you shoulder coerced your gaze from the battle. Joseph put a finger to his lips and got to work. Unting the bindings and getting you to your feet. You noticed an odd group behind him. A shadowy knight in full armor, what appeared to be a purple demon, and a bandaged fox man. When your eyes returned to the older man, you noticed the new glaze his gaze held.

After giving you a once over, the older man jerks his head towards the fight. In a moment the demonic man launched himself into the fray. Catapulting the blonde monstrosity away from your love. The group chased after the pair. Joseph calling over his shoulder for Avdol to follow when he could.

Rushing to his side, you pulled him into your arms. Causing the man to wince in pain. Peppering his face in kisses, your hold on him becomes firmer. Taking his scuffed face into your gentle grasp. You run your thumbs along his curving facial scars and frown. “You shouldn't have kept this from me.” He attempts to agree with you, but you silence him with a look. “But I'm sure you had your reasons. And I can't say that I wouldn't have done the same. Especially with the given circumstances. We can worry about that later though.” Pausing to give him a passionate kiss, you push him towards the exit. “Now go take care of business.”

Turning back to you, he scoops your plush body into his arms. Returning your fiery kiss with one of his own. “Anything for you my love." And with that he took off after the creature that would threaten so much. Knowing that you would be there when he got back. The feeling causing him to burn all the brighter.

#jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #chubby reader #plus size reader #mohammed avdol #muhammad avdol #chubby reader x avdol #romance #joseph joestar #dio brando #alternate universe #supernatural elements #established relationship #injury #fighting #face slap #battle #kiddnapping #secrets

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admrlthundrbolt · 1 month ago

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#honestly same #best explanation #always hope you enjoy though

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admrlthundrbolt · 1 month ago

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NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.

#never ever ever using generative ai i promise #if i can't write anymore then i just won't #that's a promise

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admrlthundrbolt · 2 months ago

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Im gonna be so real can yall actually talk about ways we can support trans women in the UK instead of giving all the attention to fucking JKR. I already know that Harry Poter sucks, I wanna know how to actually HELP people. Something something you have to love the oppressed more than you hate the oppressor

#everyone has the right to feel safe #acceptance for all

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admrlthundrbolt · 2 months ago

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Hello everyone! I assumed that my views are pretty transparent from both my personal rambles and the content that I share. Just to be on the safe side, however, allow me to reinforce something regarding this blog:

I will always embrace diversity. Whether it's about gender, sexual orientation, or physical traits, I assure you that you are welcomed and supported. Most of my readers are neutral in the true sense of the word. The world is filled with all kinds of pookies and you should feel proud to be one of them.

This, of course, means that I do not tolerate any beliefs that go against an individual's freedom. If you consider yourself to be part of this category, I encourage you to block me or remove me from your circle of interaction.

Wishing everyone a fantastic day! (Except for bigots, I stuffed your pillowcase with wasps)

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admrlthundrbolt · 2 months ago

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Accidentally In Love (Rak x Chubby Reader)

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Romance was never at the forefront of Rak's mind. But when you start showing up at his usual training center. Well he can't help but notice you. Especially when you start exhibiting the courtship rituals of his people.

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Hi guys, I'm back at it again. I am honestly disappointed that this Fandom has not recognized the amazing potential that is Rak. Your telling me that there is a huge croc of a himbo that would die to save his friends. And he doesn't have any fanfiction. Truly disheartening. But fear not, I am here to remedy that. Also to throw in random mating facts of crocodiles.

Anywho, I hope you enjoy.

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Breath heavy and muscles burning, he couldn't help his gaze drifting from the target. It wasn't easy to distract Rak from a workout. But you had managed it. You glistened with exertion as the spear left your hand with expert precision. As you pick up your next spear he watch the taut muscle flex under soft flesh. It was obvious the power you welded under your plush form. Though his staring was interupted by your words.

“You just gonna stare all day.” The cocky grin on your face was one he would want to wipe off of any other turtle. But the way your lips curved so confidently, it really suited your lovely features.

Tilting your head towards the combat area, you smirk widened. “Or do you want to show me what you can really do?”

He noted the challenge in your voice immediately. Snatching up his weapon, he bounded towards the room. “You will not best me soft turtle.” His shouts rang throughout the chamber. Leaving many others to miss their stationary targets.

With a barking laugh, you followed the beast of a man to test your might.

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Wiping the sweat from your brow, you smiled up at the reptilian man. He was more skilled than you would have given him credit for. Sure he was tall and built like a brick house. But that only took you so far on the battle field. As the two of you had zoomed through the training course, you kept your gaze on him. His technique was brutish at first glance. Though anyone with enough experience could see the skill he had honed.

“You know, you're not as bad as I thought. Maybe you can catch up to me soon.” Sending a wink his way, you relished in the put out expression he made.

Open mouth he gaped down at you. He will admit that you were strong. But to say you were his superior, he would show you otherwise. “We will go again. You will soon learn the true power of the great Rak.” He was confused as your grin grew wider and a wild gleam appeared in your eyes. That was until a nearby clock chimed the hour.

Your smiled dropped and you looked at the time on the wall. Shaking your head, you turn towards the door. “Sorry, can't right now. Let's take a rain check for now.” Seeing his posture slump, you made your way back over to him. “I'm (Y/N), it's a pleasure to meet you, Rak was it.” Offering out your hand to him. You were happy that he clasped his around yours. His hand dwarfed your own and was warmer than you would have expected. “How about tomorrow for that rematch?”

He jutted his chin up at your offer. “That seems an acceptable solution. I will be here in the afternoon for training.” Realizing that your hand was still grip within his own. He hurriedly drop it from his grasp. Trying not to linger on the feeling of how warm and soft it was.

“Sounds good, I look forward to beating you again.” Taking off for the exit, you laughed. Enjoying the sound of the large man sputtering loudly behind you.

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After that day it became routine for the pair of you to meet up and train a few days a week. It was always exhilarating to push yourselves to show the other one up. No matter how much he studied you. It seemed you always had a new trick up your sleeve. Zigging when he would zag. Sliding underneath the sudden leap he would make. You were his counterpart in battle.

It made him think back fondly on his early days in the tower. What was the blue turtle doing? He tried not to let his mind shift to the black turtle. But failed as a frown took over his expression.

Bumping his shoulder with your own, you gave him a concerned look. It wasn't like him to be anything but loud and boisterous. “Why the long face big guy?” He shrugged and for a moment you thought he wouldn't tell you.

“I am thinking about a friend that isn't around anymore.” He spoke in a much softer tone than you were used to. It didn't suit him in your opinion. You would take his usual volume over this any day. You honestly had grown to like the reptilian man's voice, even at the intensity he spoke at.

His tone made you understand the context of the situation. No one wanted to confront it, but in the tower it was inevitable. Be it your own mortality or someone close to you. “I'm sorry to hear you lost someone big guy. It's never easy.” Looking down at the seated man, you marveled at his size. Even standing next to him, you could still gauge his enormous stature.

Bringing you hand down, you patted the closes body part you could reach. His snout, it was smoother than you would guess. After a moment you pulled your hand back and smiled at him. “You remember them though, so that means they're not gone yet.”

He wasn't sure what shocked him more, your actions or words. So he just solemnly nodded and tucked away the feelings bubbling up for later.

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In a rare moment of change, you had invited Rak out to a meal. It was nice to have a competent training partner. But you didn't want your entire relationship to revolve around heavy breathing and sweat. As much as that brought out thoughts of how your relationship could evolve.

The seating was a bit cramped for Rak. Though that wasn't entirely unusual. It turned out the new café you wanted to try was garnered more towards couples. Still if they had good food you really didn't care what sort of theme they used. And it seemed the reptilian man felt the same as he questioned you about the menu selections.

Shaking your head with a grin, you waved a hand about. “Look it's my treat. So as long as you're not planing on ordering the whole menu, have fun.” You almost recanted the offer at the gleam in his eye. Until he began to excitedly exclaim about a dessert made with his favorite chocolate bar. Which doubled when you pointed our that they made a milkshake with the same brand.

As a waiter came over he ordered the largest portion of each. While you went for a equal extravagant pastry, but paired it with a simple glass of milk.

Waiting for the order was interesting. His boisterous narration of early days in the tower always entertained you. While other glared his way in annoyance at his volume. You soaked in the comfort his personality bathe you in. He was just so unapologetically Rak. And it was something you had grown to crave.

As the food was dropped off at your table, neither of you waited to dig in. Oh yeah, this place was definitely getting a couple of repeat customers. The pastry was decedent while not being overly sweet. Though the glass of milk did help cut the richness of the treat.

Glancing away from your empty plate, you had to hold back a laugh. The large man had smeared frosting across his face in his hurry to eat. Shaking your head, you tried to get his attention. But it seemed like the oversized dessert was priority number one. So instead you snatched up a couple of napkins and held his chin.

“Stay still big guy, or you'll be covered in this stuff.” Wiping the debris from his face, you shake your head. “I mean really, what would you do without me?” You almost burst out laughing at his reaction. But somehow had enough tact to hide it behind your hand.

Staring at you in wide eyed disbelief, he picked his jaw off the floor. You were treating him with more care than he would have guessed. It seemed that this trip out for food would be more confusing than he anticipated. Especially with your next action.

You began absent mindedly blowing bubbles into your glass of milk. It was a habit you hadn't broken from your childhood. Something about the way milk bubbled up the glass always amused you.

He felt as if his heart would leap from his chest. Surely you knew what that meant to his people. He had let the snout pat side at the time. Assuming it was just a reassuring motion. But the bubble blowing was a very obvious courting ritual of his people.

Glancing between your face and the glass, he questioned certain things. Did he even want to take your relationship in that direction. Sure, you were a great warrior. Who he enjoyed the company of greatly. He couldn't remember a day he didn't have you on his mind. Not to mention your soft pliable body. There had been more than one occasion when he had to pry his gaze from your plush form. He stopped his thoughts there, before he overwhelmed himself. He needed to talk to blue turtle. Now!

Standing up abruptly, he toppled his chair to the floor. “I have to leave.” He was upset at the way the grin fell from your face.

“Oh, OK.” You paused and worried over what to say next. But soon shook the thought away as you remember this was Rak. “See you later?”

The question hung in the air for a moment before he nodded. “Yes.” And with that simple answer he left. Leaving both of you to think about your relationship.

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Khun couldn't keep the deadpan look off his face. This croc was an idiot. Scrubbing a hand across his face, he frowned. “So she's exhibiting courting rituals of your people. And this has made you reevaluate your feelings for her. Am I right so far?” He paused for the larger man to answer. Even though he knew perfectly well what he had said. It was better to make sure they were on the same wavelength. Especially when it came to Rak.

“Yes, you have followed my great explanation.” He looked down at the blue turtle and waited.

Furrowing his brow, his frown deepened. This was a waste of time. Had the croc come to him for dating advice? Or was it to ask for help on how to let you down easy. “So what do you want from me?”

The reptilian man opened and closed his mouth a few times. To be honest he hadn't thought that far ahead. The blue turtle seemed to always have a plan. So why didn't he have a solution for him. “You do not know what I should do?”

This made him pause. It wasn't like Rak to not charge straight ahead recklessly. So what about you was causing him to bring so cautious? “Well, do you want to pursue the direction things are going?”

Taking a moment to think about it. He found himself nodding softly a few moments later. You were everything he could want in a partner. Someone who could stand by his side in battle. The plush curve to his jagged edges. “But what if she doesn't want me?”

Ah, so it was like that. He could understand avoiding rejection. It was a hard feeling to deal with. But to worry about it coming from someone you care so much for. It made his chest ached at best forgotten memories. Still this wasn't how things always worked out.

“I think you should give it a shot.” He watch the croc look at him in surprise. “You'll never know until you try. And from what you've told me there's a good chance she feels the same.” This seemed to give the taller man the boost he needed.

“Yes, the time for courtship has come. I will confront her about our relationship…soon.” Patting the blue turtle on the shoulder, he nodded. “I must go prepare.”

Shaking his head at the retreating croc, he smiled. You must be something to make Rak so thoughtful. He couldn't wait to see the two of you together.

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You couldn't keep the smile off your face. You had been worried that seeing Rak again would be awkward. After his exit the other day you were racked with anxiety. But it wasn't long before he was inviting you to the training grounds. You weaved around each other like always. Target after target fell, smashed to pieces. It honestly wasn't much of a challenge. Your teamwork had become so fluid that at a glance you would be at one another's side.

Clearing the room in record time, a thought crossed your mind. “What do you say to a sparing match? I'd like to see what you can do without a spear.” While a part of you was being honest about your motives. Another part just wanted to spend more time with him. The abrupt exit he made at the café changed your perspective. Wanting to be in his company all the more. Because who knew when he may not have the time.

He stopped gulping his water to look down at you. This was a break from routine. But maybe it would give him the opportunity to talk with you. Yes, it was much easier to hold a discussion when you weren't running around. “I will accept you request. Where will this duel take place?”

Rolling your eyes at his formalities, you led him hand in hand, down the hall. “Come on big guy. They have private training areas further in.”

He tried not to tense under your touch. If this was his reaction to just a hand. He didn't know how he would get through this sparring match. But he didn't have much time to think about it. Because the moment the two of you entered the room, you swept his legs out from under him.

You smiled down at the large man. Only for him to be back on his feet in a moment. “That was not very honorable.”

Your grin widened at the comment. “Ever heard of the element of surprise. Many great strategists have won battles with it.” Your eyes soon widened as he darted towards you.

Toppling to your butt, it was his turn to smirk down at you. “I will take that tactic into consideration.” Oh, you couldn't wait to wipe that smug look off his face.

The room soon filled with the sounds of grunts and heavy breathing. Neither of you willing to give up a position of power. While he had the weight advantage, you knew very well how to throw that weight around. You may have learned how to work in sync. But that also allowed you to learn each other's distinct fighting styles. Being able to guess what footing or how the other would recover from a blow. It was a dance of wills and strength.

As you final got the upper hand enough to pin him below you. Legs tangled within his own and hands behind his back. He layed stunned on his stomach. This was the final courting habit. The female overpowering the male in a show of dominance. It was enough to make his heart go haywire. You had never looked more beautiful in his eyes. Full chest heaving and plush body bearing down on him. He loves the vicious grin that settled on your face in your moment of victory. He couldn't bear not telling you his feelings for another moment. In a rare occasion of vulnerability he relaxed in your grasp. The answer to your hold and acceptance of courtship turning to partners.

You looked down at him with a bit of panic in your gaze. Releasing your hold on him, you shift around. “You alright there big guy. I didn't go to hard on you did I?”

Now it was his turn to worry. Did you not accept his offer? “I am fine soft turtle. I am simply give you my answer.” He watched your expression morph into confusion. His body became rigid as he sat up. Had he misread the situation.

Sensing his change in demeanor, you decided something wasn't clear. “OK, what is the question you were answering exactly?” When he didn't relax, only becoming more guarded. You couldn't help feeling guilty. What were you missing?

Eyes darting over you, he tried not to let his disappointment show. That thought didn't stop his shoulders from sagging. “To accept your final courtship attempts. Allowing our relationship to blossom into life-mates. But it is obvious I misinterpreted your actions.”

Your eyes widened at the admission. While you didn't realize you had entered a courtship. You were by no means uninterested in Rak. He was one of the best people you had ever met. Between his straight forward nature and boisterous personality. You loved spending time with him. And his tall muscled frame was great to train with, not to mention admire.

Your voice came out soft, but sincere. “Big guy, I may not have known about this courtship thing. But that doesn't mean I'm not interested in you. I've done my fair share of flirting all along.” Taking his hand in your own, you gently squeezed. “So why don't you teach me how to be a life-mate. And I can show you how to go on dates. Sound good?”

Glancing between your face and soft warm hand holding his own, he nodded. This may not have been an traditional start for his people. But he couldn't imagine any other person he would wish to be life-mates with.

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Accidentally In Love (Rak x Chubby Reader)

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Anywho, I hope you enjoy.

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Tilting your head towards the combat area, you smirk widened. “Or do you want to show me what you can really do?”

With a barking laugh, you followed the beast of a man to test your might.

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“You know, you're not as bad as I thought. Maybe you can catch up to me soon.” Sending a wink his way, you relished in the put out expression he made.

“Sounds good, I look forward to beating you again.” Taking off for the exit, you laughed. Enjoying the sound of the large man sputtering loudly behind you.

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It made him think back fondly on his early days in the tower. What was the blue turtle doing? He tried not to let his mind shift to the black turtle. But failed as a frown took over his expression.

He wasn't sure what shocked him more, your actions or words. So he just solemnly nodded and tucked away the feelings bubbling up for later.

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As a waiter came over he ordered the largest portion of each. While you went for a equal extravagant pastry, but paired it with a simple glass of milk.

You began absent mindedly blowing bubbles into your glass of milk. It was a habit you hadn't broken from your childhood. Something about the way milk bubbled up the glass always amused you.

Standing up abruptly, he toppled his chair to the floor. “I have to leave.” He was upset at the way the grin fell from your face.

“Oh, OK.” You paused and worried over what to say next. But soon shook the thought away as you remember this was Rak. “See you later?”

The question hung in the air for a moment before he nodded. “Yes.” And with that simple answer he left. Leaving both of you to think about your relationship.

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“Yes, you have followed my great explanation.” He looked down at the blue turtle and waited.

Furrowing his brow, his frown deepened. This was a waste of time. Had the croc come to him for dating advice? Or was it to ask for help on how to let you down easy. “So what do you want from me?”

“Yes, the time for courtship has come. I will confront her about our relationship…soon.” Patting the blue turtle on the shoulder, he nodded. “I must go prepare.”

Shaking his head at the retreating croc, he smiled. You must be something to make Rak so thoughtful. He couldn't wait to see the two of you together.

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Rolling your eyes at his formalities, you led him hand in hand, down the hall. “Come on big guy. They have private training areas further in.”

You smiled down at the large man. Only for him to be back on his feet in a moment. “That was not very honorable.”

Your grin widened at the comment. “Ever heard of the element of surprise. Many great strategists have won battles with it.” Your eyes soon widened as he darted towards you.

Toppling to your butt, it was his turn to smirk down at you. “I will take that tactic into consideration.” Oh, you couldn't wait to wipe that smug look off his face.

You looked down at him with a bit of panic in your gaze. Releasing your hold on him, you shift around. “You alright there big guy. I didn't go to hard on you did I?”

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admrlthundrbolt · 3 months ago

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Mirage (Jackal Imhotep x Chubby Reader)

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After escaping the Underworld one to many times. Imhotep finds himself in the service of Anubis. Though not as directly as he would have first suspected. No, being assigned the guard of the God's avatar was not his happiest moment. Seems you would have to change his mind about that.

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Hi guys, I'm back at it again. This is the first, but certainly not my last, The Mummy story I'm writing. It's one of the classics and I've finally gotten something to show for my love of it. I mean who doesn't love a villain fighting for love. Though she did do Imhotep dirty in the second movie. So here I am to right that.

It's a cross over of sorts, since I borrowed the idea of Gods having avatars from Moonknight. But who isn't inspired by a great show every once and a while. Especially when it gave me an excuse to make Imhotep a Jackal shifter.

Anywho, I hope you enjoy.

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The sound of sirens echoed through the abandoned building. The gleam from the police lights shined faintly on the upper floors. His long limbs were taught with exertion. Huffing at the stupidity of once again getting separated from you. It wasn't enough to be trapped in this form by Anubis themselves. But to be given guard duty on top of that. It was a fate he cursed every day.

A sudden sound down a hall made his canine ears swivel around. Following what he could now discern as foot falls. He darted towards the stairway. Where he saw you running from. You were panting heavily, but not slowing down. Until you saw him.

Pausing at the large mass of muscle in front of you. You sighed in relief as you realized it was Imhotep. His Jackal form crouched ,yet still towering over you. Tapping him as you ran past. You dashed for a doorway behind him.

Following the faint shimmering trail that always led you to wayward spirits. You came upon your target. It was a middle aged man. He was of average height and build. Nothing extraordinary about his appearance really. What was odd, was the noose hanging loosely around his neck. And papers fluttering in his hand. At a glance you could see they were medical bills.

Taking a tentative step forward, you spoke to him in a soothing tone. “Hi, your Ronnie right?” You wanted to reassure the spirit that you had heard of him. A startled ghost could become unstable quickly. That was an experience you didn't enjoy dealing with. So slow and easy was your usual approach.

His head shot up to face you. The action causing the Jackal to tense. This wouldn't be the first time he had pulled you from harms way. Even if you had only spent a short time together. You had the tendency of having the worst luck with getting into trouble. You always said it came with the job. But he was sure you must have a curse.

The tears streaming down the specter's face caused his muscles to relax a bit. This didn't seem like a vengeful spirit, just mournful. It stumbled closer to you whimpering. Without a second thought you stepped forward with open arms. Embracing the ghost, with your soft form. Much to your guards dismay.

“It's OK. The pain isn't there anymore. You don't have to suffer.” Pulling back, you cupped his wet face in you soft hands. “Let me guide you to the afterlife. Your loved ones are waiting for you.”

The spirit's eyes light up at your statement. The tears poured at a faster rate. But a smile had finally settled on his face.

While a frown took over the Jackal's. How could you guide these souls so willingly? With only the information Anubis had given you. You always helped these strangers with compassion and patience. It was beyond him why you would go to these lengths.

As the final bright particles of the specter floated away. Reality shifted back to flashing lights and sirens. Wrapping an arm around your plush waist. He tried to ignore the way your plush warm body fit against his own. He burst through a nearby window. As you both sailed through the air, he was shocked by your silence. Looking down at you, he saw a brief flash of sadness. That quickly changed into understanding as your gaze shifted his way. Eyes falling away from your sincere face, he tried not to linger on the feeling in his chest.

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The next morning started with him scowling at you over a plate of eggs and toast. He had no problem with the meal. In fact he enjoyed many of the modern meals and conveniences that you had provided. No, his issue was with how poorly last night's activities had gone. Yet there you were, humming and enjoying your own meal.

Well if you weren't going to face reality, then he would pull you back down to Earth. “Are we not going to discuss last night.”

Your expression somber immediately. Meeting his eyes, your smile simpered. You figured a lecture was coming your way this morning. So you shrugged and kept your eyes on the half empty plate in front of you. “The spirit passed on. So I would call it a job well done.” Chancing a glance his way. You could immediately tell he didn't think highly of your optimism.

Pinching the bridge of his nose between his fingers, he sighed. “Be that as it may, we also almost got captured by the authorities. If I wasn't there, you would have been apprehended.” He looked down his nose at you and paused. You weren't upset at this fact. In fact you seemed to be giving him the most sincere look he had ever received.

You nodded as a soft smile snaked it's way onto your full face. “I know. But you were there. Thank you by the way. I should have said so last night. I was pretty distracted though."

His feelings teetered between annoyance and mirth. You had a way of worming your way into anyone's good graces. And while he may sometimes allow himself to indulge in your machinations. He was overwhelmed with emotions that were bettered left buried. So deeply pushed away, that he wouldn't even know how to sort through them.

So instead he went on the offense. “You must enjoy my head being on the chopping block.” He watched your eyes widen and fear settle on your face. It was an expression he quickly grew to dislike. But that didn't stop the flow of words. “Every mistake you make comes back on me 10 fold. Anubis chose you, his perfect little avatar. While I was scrapped from the Underworld and sent here as punishment.”

He sagged at the admission. That is how he had originally thought of his current situation. Though over time he had softened to the idea. Your company was something he looked forward to. Your sweet nature and soft body something that wouldn't stay off his mind. But in a moment of frustration and anger, what of he wasn't entirely sure. He allowed the Venom to spill off his tounge.

He couldn't bring himself to glance back at you as he stormed out of the room. Leaving the house all together. Not knowing the aching throb his words left you in.

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He wasn't sure how long he had walked. He stuck to his human form. Even if it didn't allow for his powers. He begrudgingly stayed this way in public for the purpose of blending in.

It had begun raining just after his departure. A fact that he believed was happening to mock him. Even if Anubis had no control over the weather. He wouldn't put it past the deity to make him a bit more miserable.

His thoughts drifted to you sooner than he would have admitted. Your determination and compassion was something that he admired. Even if it did get you in undesirable positions. In another life he could see things going differently with you.

There were times when he would compare you to his past love. But in all honesty, Anck-su-namun betrayal had soured his opinion of her. And you were everything she wasn't. Your willingness to help others. Soft warm body, it was as if the sun had become a goddess in his presence. He was surprised that you were Anubis’ avatar. Ra would been his first guess.

Thoughts of you made him regret his outburst. Deciding that his temper had cooled enough, he headed back.

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His arrival was much less pleasent than he would have guessed. It wasn't everyday that a God was waiting for you to return. Pausing in the doorway, the God looked at him like a disappointed parent. As if he had snuck out and his guardian had caught him tipping back in.

“What do you have to say for yourself?” The large Jackal stared down at the bald man. Even seated he had no problem making the priest feel small.

He scoffed, even if he was under his punishment for escaping the underworld. Not once, but two times. He still would not cower to the God. “Why not ask your perfect little avatar. I'm sure they could tell you what drove me away." OK, so maybe he wasn't over the tiff you had had. Or maybe being in the presence of his eternal tormentor left a sour taste in his mouth.

“I would if that were possible. Though it is difficult to get an answer out of a magically unconious person. No matter who they serve.” His drawn brow softened a bit at the worried expression that took over the other man's face.

He stormed up to the God and snarled. “How has this befell them.” Before he could continue the God sprang from their seat. Their imposing body almost to large for the room they were in.

He growled in the man's face. “I am left with no answers and an avatar recovering in my realm.” Pushing him against a nearby wall, his teeth snapped angrily. “I thought perhaps a guard could keep her from harm. That would be, if not for his arrogance.”

Meeting the God's eyes, rage burning within his own. “And I thought the afterlife wouldn't invole me being punished as a babysitter.” This statement seemed to surprise the Jackal.

Shaking his head, his shoulders sagged. “You truly believe her to be a punishment.” With a wave of his hand a doorway shimmered open. Stepping through, he gestured the man to follow.

Reluctantly walking through the opening, he felt his body shift. Bones crunching and elongation, his form grew taut with lean muscle. A thin dark layer of fur covered his body, from snout to tail. Entering the God's domain caused the change. It was something he had come to tolerate. Though his focus quickly shifted as you came into view.

Laided upon a bed with a blanket pulled up to your chin. Chest barely moving and shaking with every breath. Your skin didn't have its usual brightness. As if all the glorious color had been scrubbed away. It was a hard sight to take in.

Kneeling by your side, he scowling deeply. In almost a whisper he says. “Who has done this?” Placing a hand on your own disturbingly chilled one, he faces the God.

He shook his head, a grim expression on his own face. “I'm not sure, but this has the signs of Konshu. He was always bitter of not finding such a gem first.” Looking over the transformed man, he had to hold in a scoff. He acts as if he hates you one moment. Then the next he was falling over himself for you. That was mortals for you.

The man watched you with a steely gaze. Hand moving under your own, hoping you might grip it. “What will cure this?”

“Until the culprit is found, her slumber could be permanent.” He saw the man posture stiffen further. “I will get in contact with the most obvious Gods and go from there.” Putting a hand on the man's shoulder he gestured towards you with the other. “I think you are needed here.”

Without looking back at the God, he nods. If you were better off with him by your side. Then he would stay. There wasn't a power in the universe that could tear him from your side. He had already made that mistake on, he wouldn't be repeating it.

Walking towards the rift, the larger Jackal paused. “Perhaps it will give you the clarity to realize that she is your salvation. A guide down a path of redemption. Not your so called punishment.” He let the words hang in the air. The weight of them heavier than the anxiety settling in the priest's heart.

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He stayed by your side. Refusing to take a chance on your condition worsening. His dream of being without a person to shield was crashing around him. He would give his last breath just to see your smile one more time.

It seems he wasn't the only one worrying over you. Anubis was working around the clock to find who would dare harm you. Your light disappearing had put them in a vicious land of darkness.

It felt as if any eternity had passed. Until one day the deary overcast was broken by fast foot falls. Anubis was rushing to your side with a small glass vial, shimmering with golden liquid. It seems as if his theory was correct. In a fit of jealousy Konshu has cursed you to an endless slumber. But with the help of Ra, a God who was unsurprisingly also interested in you. Though they would never stoop to such underhanded tactics. They were more than willing to brew a potion of liquid sunshine to awaken you. If that made you in their debt, who were they to complain.

The God begrudgingly offered the gleaming bottle to the man. “I am not allowed to directly interfere in my vessel's mortality. So I leave this task to you priest. Do not let my generosity leave your mind easily.” Allowing the vial to settle into his grip, the God slipped away.

Staring down at the potion wide eyed, his hands began to shake. Bringing it to his chest, he thanked the Gods for their mercy. Steadying himself, he uncorked the vial and brought it to your lips. Carefully cradling your head, he pours the glittering liquid into your soft parted lips.

For a moment dread weighed heavy on his shoulders. Should it be taking this long? Were they to late? These questions and more plague his thoughts. That is until your dazzling eyes fluttered open.

Tears gathered in his eyes as he surged forward, embracing your plump body. Your own eyes widened, but you settled into his arms. It was as if you had been pulled free of a deep darkness. No direction you went would allow you to leave.

“I'm sorry you had to save me again.” The words were croaked out. You were happy he was the person to be at your side as you woke. But there was still a part of you that knew you had caused him problems.

Pulling back, he placed his hands on your shoulders. “No, I had no involvement in your resurrection. Anubis found the cure, I was only allowed to dispense it to you.”

You scoffed and a frown took over your plush face. “That still means someone had to clean up my mess.”

An angry expression came across his face. “Nonsense, you are the one always taking care of others. You check in with Anubis, to see how he is. A God with an avatar that cares for their well being. It's unheard of. You make sure I have new foods to try. And help me learn about the modern world. Even if I have no need for the new niceties. Your warmth seeps into me on cold nights. Even though I don't deserve your kindness. But you offer it to me, in spite of how horrible I've been to you. Though I should have know that you wouldn't cast me aside like past lovers.” His voice had become all but a whisper at the admission. He had finally come to terms with his feels for you. Just as he thought it may be to late.

Now here you were. Your soft warm hands had taken his own and holds them delicately. As if to much pressure would ruin the moment. Your owns eyes rimmed with tears at his words. It was nice to know you weren't the only one feeling this way. For all his anger and bluster you knew there was a good man deep down. If not misguided by years of seething betrayal. You were happy to be the one to break him free of that self made prison.

Pressing your plump body against his own. You press a soft lingering kiss to his muzzle. Causing a new warmth to seep into each of you. Feeling emboldened by your actions, he couldn't help adding to the sensation. Leaning forward he applied a bit more pressure. But pulled back as the angle became awkward. “Perhaps this would be better to try once I have my original form back.” He grinned as you shook your head and giggled.

Cupping his cheek you smiled with a mischievous glint in you gaze. “I'm sure that we can make it work in either form. With enough practice that is.”

Nodding at your suggestion. Trying not to ponder on just what the two of you could get up to in either shape. He layed down next to you in the bed. Wrapping his large angular form around your own pliable soft one. Sure that Anubis wouldn't mind the two of you resting after such an ordeal. Though it seems sleep was the farthest thing on both of your minds. You would have plenty of time for that later. For now you simply wished to bask in one another's company. Until the inevitability of the world would interupt you. Then you would take on whatever came your way together.

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