#“two days from now i will share the best marketing you've ever seen except it's also a spoiler.”

[loppiopio]

in water, fleas will drown.

[thoughtsonhurtandcomfort]

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

Content Warnings: tiny whump, faerie whump, injury, recovery, rescue/caretaking perceived as capture by whumpee

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To his credit, the human seems to feel awful about unknowingly using Shae as a washcloth. He is more attentive than ever, giving Shae all the food, water, medicine and warmth he could possibly want, his hands extra careful when handling the injured faerie. The man apologizes often, and though he isn't overly affectionate, he rubs his thumb in little circles on Shae's back when Shae is scared and wipes his tears away when he cries.

Still, Shae does not speak to him and never looks him in the eye. He came close to feeling safe before, and all it got him was banged up and nearly drowned. Whatever the human's intentions, he is dangerous.

Shae heals more with each passing day, and gets more used to the human's routines and presence. The man spends most of the daylight hours out in the shed, except when he stops in to grab lunch or a drink and check on Shae. Every so often he will load some of his work into his truck and leave for the day; Shae eventually learns that he sells things at local markets, a human tradition he has only heard stories about.

When he's home, the man seems pretty ordinary. He eats, sleeps, bathes, cleans. Sometimes he talks quietly to himself or has music on in the background; other evenings he will bring a project into the living room to paint while watching TV. Too curious to resist, Shae will peek out from his box and watch. The human notices, but doesn't say anything.

One evening the man is scrolling through the channels when the sound of tires on gravel outside makes both he and Shae perk up and look over. Shae can't see a thing from here, but the human seems to recognize whatever it is. He sets the remote down and gets up to go to the door.

On the TV, a late night talk show has just resumed from its break. The host announces a guest - a man from a show called Fairfield Faerie Hunters. Shae isn't paying full attention until he hears that, his head whipping back over to see a man waving to the audience, shaking the host's hand, sitting on the couch. Two others emerge from backstage carrying something large and rectangular covered in a sheet, which they set down and then promptly leave.

The two begin speaking and Shae listens in horror as his fears are confirmed - the guest's job is capturing and selling faeries, and it seems that other humans watch him do this as entertainment. It shouldn't surprise him...Shae has seen more than his share of human cruelty. But something about this, in particular, makes his stomach churn.

"And of course, all our traps are 100% humane, and - yes, thank you," he pauses while the audience claps and cheers at the declaration, "and we inspect every client we sell to, to make sure they are following all the ethical guidelines regarding faerie care. You know, zoos, universities, faerie gardens...places where these rare, precious creatures are given all the best care."

When the applause fades, the host asks, "and I believe you've brought one of those rare, precious creatures here for us to see today?"

"That's right!" He leans forward and pulls the sheet away. The audience gasps.

Beneath the sheet is a large terrarium, lush with plants and flowers and a little pond. To one side is a little hut made of sticks. The camera moves in close and pans across it, showing all the details. At first it appears empty...then a faerie steps out from inside the hut.

"Now of course his actual home is much more spacious than this...we call this his mobile home, and as you can see, it is a pretty faithful recreation of its natural environment..." The man opens door at the top of the container and reaches a hand inside; the faerie obediently goes to him and allows itself to be lifted and held up to the camera. It seems healthy enough, but there is a distance in its eyes that gives Shae chills.

"If he seems a little tired, that isn't jet lag," the man continues, giving the faerie's cheek a little rub. "We give them a mild sedative - totally safe - before public appearances like this. Helps settle their nerves. Did you know that heart failure is the third most common cause of faerie deaths?"

"Okay, well now I have to ask, what are the first two?"

"Number two is animal attack, of course, they have so many natural predators out there. And number one, I'm sad to say, is human activity. You have poaching, pollution, habitat loss, you know, getting hit by cars and lawnmowers, things like that." The audience makes a sympathetic sound and the man nods in agreement.

"And about how much would a client pay for one? Let's say him."

"Why, are you interested?" The audience laughs. "Well, we don't like to talk numbers, this is really all about finding clients who meet our standards...but I'd say - this one is young, healthy, and very docile - he'd go for upwards of 800k?"

The host gives an exaggerated whistle. "So do you have Black Friday deals, or...?" As the audience laughs again, the host turns to the camera. "When we come back, our guest will share the dark secrets of the faerie secondhand market..."

At some point, the woodworker returned to the living room and sat on the couch again, but Shae was too fixated on the TV to notice. He startles when the man leans forward and takes in Shae's stricken expression.

"Are you...no, you're not okay." the human quickly grabs the remote and changes the channel. "No more of that." He reaches over and pets Shae's hair a few times and frowns when he feels Shae trembling. "You're safe here, okay? I'm not going to sell you, if that's what you're thinking."

It was one option, Shae thinks dejectedly. The human might be telling the truth; he might not sell Shae, but that does not mean Shae will like whatever he has in mind. He stays quiet, allowing the man to comfort him a little longer. Then he pretends to go to sleep, but stays up for hours, planning his escape.

[starsncyanide]

Yoooooo heard requests are opeeeen~ :') Will you please do a prompto/reader where the reader finds out he's an MT and it looks like she's mad but she's just upset he didn't tell her because she'd be 100% supportive of him no matter what. I'm sorry if this is-- weird idunno!! >_> sorry if you've done this before too

Hey there! It’s totally not weird I have seen people ask for similar things before but I’ve never written it so I would be happy to do so for you! :) 

This turned out way longer than I meant it to?? I hope this is something like what you were thinking of. It was a little hard for me to figure out how exactly to write this.

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It had been about six months since you had started officially dating Prompto Argentum. Even though it had been much longer than six months that you have had a massive crush on him. It was pretty much impossible for you to talk to him or get near him though so you always kept your distance just admiring him from afar. By some random stroke of luck though you had run into him (literally) in Lestalum. You were never the most graceful person and you were late for work and had ran right into him. It was pretty embarrassing but of course he thought it was cute and the two of you started dating almost immediately. 

You had taken up a permanent residence here in the city now and anytime Prompto passed through with his group he made sure to make time to see you. Having a long distance type of relationship was difficult but when you did get to see him it made the time the two of you spent together much more special. He had messaged you to tell you that they would be in town for a few days and you were excited to see him again. 

You made your way down to the center market area where you had arranged to meet up with them. Seeing them all walking toward you a large smile came across your face. Of course you were always happy to see the other guys but it was your boyfriend you were really excited for. As soon as they got a little bit closer you skipped over to Prompto and gave him a hug. 

“Hey Y/N.” He said as he hugged you back but it wasn’t in his usual bubbly tone. You pulled back from the hug and looked at him confused.

“What’s wrong?” You asked automatically knowing something was up. 

“Ah…What? Nothing. What would be wrong?” He said hugging you again in an attempt to change the topic. “Can we go eat, I’m starving.” You nodded and Prompto put his arm over your shoulder walking with you. The two of you followed the others toward one of the restaurants near by staying toward the back of the group. You snuck a glance at him as you walked just knowing something wasn’t right. 

The group and you all sat at a table sharing stories of what you had been up to since you had last seen each other. It was nice to catch up but you couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong. You were a self conscious individual and you were pretty sure the feeling you were having was that Prompto was planning to leave you. That was the only explanation your mind could come up with for why he was acting so strange.  You had spaced out of the conversation a few minutes ago thinking of all the terrible situations that could happen until Prompto got up saying he would be right back. You watched him walk away feeling confused and a little hurt. You put your elbow on the table resting your chin on your knuckles watching him walk away with a sigh. 

“Y/N, I can’t help but notice you’ve been much more quiet than usual, Is everything alright?” Ignis asked you being the observant individual that he was.

“I don’t know, You tell me.” You snapped and then realized you had given him a bit of an attitude. “Sorry Ignis,” You apologized. “I just…Don’t know why he’s acting so weird.” 

“He’s uh…Just got a lot on his mind.” Noctis said trying to ease the tension. You looked down at your lap trying not to let your eyes fill up with tears.

“He’s going to break up with me, isn’t he?” You said shakily. 

“What? No, That’s not it at all really, I promise.” Noctis said but you were pretty sure he would lie for his best friend. You looked up at them all with a very forlorn face. 

“We should tell her.” Gladio said sternly putting his arms across his chest.

“No Gladio, That’s not our place.” Ignis scolded.

“Well, Prompto’s sure not going to do it, Kids got no balls.” 

“Shut up.” Noctis kicked him from under the table. 

You watched them all arguing and felt your face getting hot. 

“Tell me what?” You demanded. It wasn’t like you to be so stern but you didn’t like secrets. 

They all looked at each other knowing what consequences they might face from tell you what had been bothering Prompto. He had already said he wasn’t planning on telling you but at this point there was really nothing they could do to get out of this. You weren’t going to let them without telling you. 

“It seems Prompto recently found out the origins of where he was actually born.” Ignis proceeded to say trying to politely say these words without coming out right about anything. You looked at him confused. Prompto had never mentioned to you before that he wasn’t born in Lucis even though you had divulged some big secrets to him. 

“And? That’s it?” It wasn’t that big of a secret. Certainty no reason to be acting so out of character for him. 

Noctis sighed looking at Gladio. “This is your fault you know. If he asks I’m totally blaming you.” Gladio shrugged not really caring. He cared about Prompto’s well being and didn’t think he should be hiding things from his girlfriend. 

“He was born in Niflheim.” Noctis said leaning back on his chair. 

“Except he wasn’t actually born…more created.” You looked very confused at him. 

“I…I don’t get it. What exactly are you saying.” You wished they would just hurry up and get to the point.

“He’s a clone, he was created to become a Magitek.” Gladio finally came out and said it. You looked at them all for a moment with your hands shaking. You heart was racing and you felt like running away. 

“And…he wasn’t going to tell me?” You asked them and were met with all of them shaking their heads. Prompto had just returned to the table and everyone except you looked at him. He went to sit back down next to you but you stood up. 

“What’s wrong Y/N?” You looked up at him and for the first time he saw what it looked like to see you actually angry; Furious even. 

“Prom…” Noctis started but Gladio interrupted him. 

“We told her. Since you weren’t going to.” 

Prompto looked back at you, his face much paler and sad then you had ever seen but you couldn’t feel bad you were still too angry. Without another word you started walking away. It didn’t take long for Prompto to find you since he knew your favorite spots in the city, right near the water. 

“I get it…If you don’t wanna keep dating but I couldn’t let you just walk away knowing I might not ever be able to talk to you again.” He said as he approached you sitting beside you on the bench you were on, your knees huddled up to your chest.

“What are you talking about?” You asked him feeling shocked that he even thought you were considering leaving him. 

“That’s why you left isn’t it? You probably can’t even stand the thought of dating some who…someone…like me.” He said, his bottom lip quivering slightly.

“You dummy.” You said in between breaths trying to choke back tears. “I would never leave you because of that.”

“You…You wouldn’t?” He said shocked.

“No of course not! I will always support you no matter what. You should know that by now.” 

“Well then why did you run off?” He questioned.

“I was upset that you weren’t going to tell me.” Tears were flowing freely from your eyes now since you had been holding them back for awhile. 

“Oh…I…” Prompto looked down. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I was scared if you found out that you would never want to see me again. Keeping it a secret seemed like a better idea.” 

“Prompto.” You wiped your eyes looking at him and he looked up to meet your gaze. “I love you.” This was the first time you had said these words to him. You always thought he would be the first one to say them but you needed to let him know now. “No matter what or who you are. Or where you come from. I don’t care. I love you.”

His lips finally curled into a smile. The first genuine smile you had seen him give since he got here. There was the Prompto you knew and the one you fell in love with. He grabbed you quickly pulling you into a tight hug. 

“I love you too.” He said and you smiled into his shoulder. He backed away from your hug to give you a very long, very passionate kiss. No more words needed to be said for the time being as you snuggled up against him on the bench gazing out at the water. You knew this was where you were meant to be.