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spooo00oky · 1 year ago

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Siren’s Spell

Chapter three.

Pairing: siren!Wooyoung x reader

Warnings: swearing, Thalassophobia, suggestive themes, surprisingly no cliff hanger this time, more to come!

Word Count: 8k+

Author’s Note: Hello everyone! I’m so sorry this took so long to be finished but life has been so crazy for me lately. Life is still pretty hectic but I’ll be trying to write chapter 4 whenever I can! I hope you all enjoy this new chapter it’s shorter than the others have been but I still hope you enjoy this one! Please reblog to show your support it means a lot to me!

Editors note: hey if there is anything wrong with the format please send spooky a message because its kinda acting weird and ill fix it if it actually needs fixing thanks <3 - AlbedosFox

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Chapter III

I began to push away from Wooyoung as soon as we surfaced in the den. He wasn’t even bothered as I pushed against his chest, he simply set me on the edge of the pool and I quickly crawled away from him. He followed after me. He didn’t even bother to put on pants before he was grabbing my hand and spinning me around to face him.

I yanked my hand free and glared at him. “Don’t touch me.”

Wooyoung rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Are you seriously still mad over me not letting you back up to the surface? It’s for your own protection.”

“You don’t get to decide that for me, that wasn’t part of the agreement! We agreed that I would be allowed trips to the surface if I come back here every night, you don’t get to take that away from me now.”

“That was before you were attacked by a group of males. If I hadn’t been there, who knows what could’ve happened!” He started, taking a step towards me that I mirrored with my own step back. “I wouldn’t have agreed to it if I had known that it would be this dangerous for you.”

“You think the giant sea monster that likes to peep in through the hole in the ceiling is any safer than a bunch of males on the surface? Wooyoung, I’ve dealt with that sort of thing before I had even met you. I would’ve been fine without your help, I have friends to help me with that sort of thing.”

He rolled his eyes. “You mean the demon and the shifter? They weren’t even there with you when this happened, you were all alone.”

“With bystanders all around! Someone would’ve stepped in at some point,” I argued. My heart was racing in anger and my chest and face felt hot. I couldn’t let him win this argument, not this one. “You can’t keep me down here forever or else I’ll start to resent you.”

“You’ll come around eventually when you realize I’m doing this for your own well being,” he said, his expression stern. “You’re my mate, you are my first priority.”

“Use that term loosely because we’re still figuring things out Wooyoung. You barely know me, and I barely know you. You don’t get to do the things you’ve done and suddenly act like you can run my life and make decisions for me!”

“Hello.”

To say I nearly jumped out of my skin is an understatement. The new voice startled me so bad I nearly stumbled and hit the floor. Wooyoung didn’t even flinch, in fact, he only sighed before he turned to the source of the voice. I followed his gaze and saw one of the prettiest males of my life wading in the hole in the floor, and he looked between the two of us with a puzzled expression. “I’m sorry, am I interrupting something?” His voice was deep and rich and I was instantly drawn to it. Wooyooung’s was pretty but this newcomer’s voice was downright dangerous.

“No you’re not Yeosang. My mate and I were just discussing some things,” Wooyoung said and it clicked. This was who he wanted me to meet, his friend that he thought I would get along with.

What Wooyoung said processed in my mind and I rolled my eyes. It was no doubt that Yeosang had heard everything from his expression but if Wooyoung wanted to keep matters like this private then so be it.

“Pretty loud discussion. I could hear you two before I was even near your home.” Yeosang moved to pull himself onto the edge of the pool and I caught a flash of green scales before I was averting my gaze to the wall. In true siren fashion, Yeosang was naked. Wooyoung grumbled something under his breath before he was leaving the room and coming back a moment later with something in his hand. He tossed the pair of sweatpants towards his friend and moved to step in front of me, shielding my eyes with his body.

“There are humans present.”

“Right, sorry.” Yeosang directed his words to me as he put the pants on. It wasn’t until he was clothed did Wooyoung move and Yeosang gave me a charming smile. “Nice to meet you, I’m Yeosang.”

I could feel some of my earlier anger melting away in his presence and I gave him a kind smile. “Nice to meet you as well. I’m y/n.”

“Oh you’re mad at me but you won’t be mad at him?”

I shot Wooyoung with a dirty look. “He hasn’t done anything wrong unlike you.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Wooyoung what did you do?” Yeosang said with a sigh. His shoulders slumped with a weight that I could only assume came from dealing with Wooyoung for many years.

“I didn’t do anything!” Wooyoung tried defending himself.

“That’s on me for asking you what you’ve done wrong,” Yeosang said before he turned to me instead. This caused Wooyoung to cry out indignantly. “What did this idiot do?”

“He won’t take me back up to the surface after an incident that happened on my way back to him today,” I summed it up for Yeosang. I was already starting to like him, this was someone that could put Wooyoung in his place. Hopefully.

Yeosang’s eyes widened and he turned to Wooyoung, who had the nerve to at least look guilty. “Wooyoung! You can’t just do that! Humans need sunlight to survive, they can get sick without it!”

“I’ll bring the sunlight down here to her.”

Yeosang wasn’t amused by that answer. “You’re being stupid. Do I need to bring the others into this? I’ll come back with Seonghwa if I need to.”

Wooyoung huffed. “Like he’d do anything.”

“I’ll bring Jongho and Yunho too.”

Wooyoung paused. “She was attacked by males on the surface Yeo!” He clearly didn’t like the idea of the other two people being brought into this.

“You don’t think that would’ve happened even in Socix during mating season? Use what little brain power you have, Wooyoung and think this through.”

“You guys have a mating season?” I asked, that small piece of information catching my attention.

Yeosang opened his mouth to answer before he gave Wooyoung a sharp look. Wooyoung was looking at the ground now, and it dawned on me that this was something I should’ve already known. How much was he not telling me? “You didn’t tell her that this is mating season?”

“Wait, mating season is right now?” I said aloud, my mind reeling a bit. Some beings on the surface had mating seasons at different points in the year, that I already knew. I also knew that those beings acted differently during these times as was expected. Judgment could become clouded and rash decisions were made aplenty. If Wooyoung and Yeosang were in their mating season, was me being Wooyoung’s mate a rash decision and it was only his instincts guiding him? Had I been the only person that would actually talk to him on the surface and he was drawn to me due to that? The severity of the incident earlier fully hit me then, and those males that had grabbed me were lucky they walked away alive and unharmed from the altercation.

I suddenly couldn’t look at Wooyoung right now, my gaze focused on the floor. I really didn’t want to be here right now. Anywhere but here. Was this all because of an instinct fueled endeavor on Wooyoung’s part? Did he even care about my being or was I just the closest warm body in his mind? I felt a little sick right about now.

“Y/n, don’t. I can practically see the thoughts running through your mind and I can smell you,” Wooyoung gently scolded me. He moved to grab my arm and I yanked it away before he could even touch me. He looked hurt at the sudden action but I was beyond caring at this point.

“Why shouldn’t I be thinking like this? You’re keeping things from me, Wooyoung, and I only found out about it because your friend brought it up on top of what you’re threatening me with!”

I felt tears prick my eyes and I couldn’t stay in this room any longer. I made a speedy escape and I heard footsteps attempt to follow me but I didn’t stick around long enough to see who it was. I hurried to the bedroom and Yeosang’s voice was the last thing I heard before I shut the door behind me. “Let her cool down a bit before you apologize.”

I curled up on the bed, the tears already making my vision blur. I buried myself beneath the covers as the first tear fell and absorbed into the pillow, my chest hurting with the thoughts that were running through my mind. I could hear Yeosang and Wooyoung arguing over the sound of my sniffles but I didn’t pay attention to their words. I didn’t want to. I suddenly felt so stupid for believing that Wooyoung had a genuine interest in me and for not realizing earlier that a small part of me was hoping that this would work out. I suddenly felt so alone down here and I wish I had Mingi or San or even Belle here with me right now. Someone to bring a sense of normalcy to my life right about now. Hongjoong’s presence would also be appreciated as well, a familial connection would be great right about now. He’d scold me for being dumb and jumping into things, but I’d even take that at this point. I could hear San saying “I told you so” right about now, but he wouldn’t mean it. He’d say it in the softest voice ever while hugging me and wiping my tears away, and Mingi would come by later with my favorite snacks and food and would try his hardest to make me smile. I miss my friends so much right now.

I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I was woken up to the sound of the door opening slowly. I could practically feel eyes on me from beneath the mountain of blankets I had piled on top of me. I held my breath to listen for footsteps but I didn’t hear anything. I nearly jumped when I felt the blankets begin to shift on top of me. Stupid sirens and their silent footsteps.

I didn’t move until I saw light. I was looking up at Wooyoung now, and he frowned even more when he saw my eyes that were no doubt red and puffy from crying. He looked guilty and upset and I wished I had listened to what Yeosang and him talked about now.

“I think we need to talk,” he said softly, moving more of the blankets out of the way so that he could pull me out of them. I let him move me into a sitting position before I settled in comfortably. I noticed he had shut the door behind him and I realized that Yeosang was still here if that was the case. He was giving us a semblance of privacy because I knew Yeosang could very well hear everything that was said in here.

I let out a small sigh before nodding. I felt more level headed than I had before, my anger cooled down until there was only a dull ache of pain in my chest. I was a little worried about what he was going to say next. I was worried that my fears were going to be confirmed. It was one thing to think such things but it was a whole other to hear them confirmed out loud. “I think so too. Please don’t sugar coat anything, I need to know everything Wooyoung. Is all of this purely because it’s mating season for you?”

Wooyoung immediately shook his head. “It’s not, I promise. Siren’s don’t go crazy at the sight of the first female like others do, it’s not part of our nature. Yeosang can confirm this. I made you my mate because I genuinely like you, even though I could’ve gone about things differently.”

I felt a weight suddenly lift off of my chest but there was still a small part of me that didn’t believe him. Did he really mean it or was he only saying this to keep himself in my good graces? I wasn’t going to stick around if this was all due to his instincts telling him to be a horn dog.

I must’ve had a look on my face because Wooyoung was quick to follow up on that statement. “I know you don’t believe me, and I don’t blame you,” he started, “and I’ll spend a long time making you believe me if that’s what it takes.” He looked down at his hands then, almost like he was ashamed. “And I’m sorry for the way I acted earlier. It was wrong of me to say those things and to say that you aren’t allowed back up to the surface just because I was jealous and overreacting.” His words sounded a little rehearsed and I had the sneaking suspicion that Yeosang really knocked some sense into him and made sure he had it all straight in his mind before he came to talk to me.

“And?”

Wooyoung pouted before he finished his statement. “And I won’t act like that again I promise.”

“And?”

“And I’m sorry for how I behaved when I visited you at work. There was no reason for me to act like that because we’re still figuring things out like we discussed.”

“And?”

Wooyoung’s brows scrunched up in confusion. He was obviously racking his brain for anything else he needed to apologize for. I almost felt bad for teasing him like this until his next words came out of his mouth. “And I’m sorry for being so hot?”

I rolled my eyes and pushed him away, making him laugh but his eyes were still wary. He was waiting to hear what I had to say in regards to his apology and I pretended to really think it over. I could practically hear the whine building up in his throat as I drew it out, and he began to squirm nervously. It was a nice change of pace to see him being the one to wait on me for once, anxious to hear my verdict. The roles had reversed from earlier.

“I forgive you. But,” I said quickly at his hopeful look. He settled back down onto the bed and looked at me with sparkling eyes. It was enough to melt some of my resolve. He looked so much like a puppy at that moment. A huge, aquatic murder puppy. “We’re still working on things, so the previous ground rules still apply. You also will never threaten me with not bringing me back up to the surface again, and you won’t act like an asshole when I’m around other males because we may be labeled as mates but we’re far from it, got it?”

He nodded enthusiastically. He opened his mouth to say something but I held up my hand. “‘I’m not finished.” He settled back down again and motioned for me to continue. “You will tell me everything that comes with being your mate, the good, the bad and the ugly. I need to know these things so I know what to expect. Obviously there were some things being kept from me for reasons that I don’t know.”

Wooyoung opened his mouth to say something before he closed it and sighed. “I was keeping those things from you because I thought I’d scare you off with that knowledge. You were so scared of being down here in the first place that I thought if I told you everything at first you’d demand to go back up to the surface and I’d never see you again.”

I felt a little guilty because he had a good point. I was still a little on edge being here in the den now and the strange sounds that periodically echoed off of the walls didn’t help my nerves. It’s gotten better but this wasn’t exactly home to me and he knew it despite his best efforts to make it seem like it could be. I couldn’t even say how I would’ve reacted if he had told me everything up front, but I know I would’ve still appreciated honesty above anything else. Honesty would have helped us avoid situations like this.

I sighed. “I’m sorry too then because I could’ve been more vocal about what I needed to know about all of this.” He went to speak and I cut him off before he could. “Don’t even say it because it’s true. Instead of letting things slide I should’ve been more vocal. From now on I’m going to ask more questions and you had better answer them.”

“Oh, I was going to say that you should’ve been asking questions this whole time instead of holding back,” he said and broke out in laughter as I moved to pinch his arm. He grabbed my hand to stop me and I scowled at him.

“Could you at least humor me?”

“No I don’t think I will because seeing you irritated is cute.”

I groaned and pulled my hand out of his grip. He let go and gave me a teasing grin before he spoke again. “So since you have so many questions for me, I’ll answer all that I can with the help of Yeosangie. But in order to do that we need to head to the kitchen because I made an apology dinner and it’s currently getting cold.”

“Fine fine let’s go eat dinner,” I said before I moved to get up from the bed. He helped me stand before walking out with me. I saw Yeosang sitting at the table and I gave him a small smile. A small part of me was embarrassed for the way I acted and stormed out but I reasoned with myself that it was a valid reaction. I was suddenly hit with a lot of things at once. “Sorry you had to be here for all of this.”

Yeosang waved away my apology. “Don’t be. Someone had to knock some sense into this idiot. If it wasn’t me it would’ve been one of the others.”

“How many others are there?” I asked out of curiosity. I took a seat at the table and Woyooung set a plate of food in front of me before he sat down as well. My stomach rumbled at the smell of the meal and I was pleased to see that it was one of my favorite dishes.

“There are three others in our Current. It’s me, Wooyoung, Seonghwa, Yunho, and Jongho that make up the group,” Yeosang explained. I dimly remember someone mentioning that a group of sirens was called a “Current” due to the fact that they could change whole ocean tides.

“Will I meet them one day?”

“Maybe one day, but let’s take things slow. You’re only just meeting Yeosangie,” Wooyoung said after he had sipped his drink. I nodded in agreement and took a bite of food and saw Wooyoung begin to eat out of the corner of my eye.

“So Wooyoung and I are mates. What exactly does that entail? There’s more to it than what was previously thought, obviously,” I asked. There wasn’t any bite to my tone now, only curiosity and the eagerness to know more.

“Wooyoung already said this but I’ll explain a little more. There is a bond between you now; the mating bond. It snapped into place when the courting ritual was complete and the ancient magic surrounding mating bonds sealed it,” Yeosang explained. Wooyoung provided the helpful information that it was completed when I returned his affections, aka when I gave him the coffee. “It’s not a bond like other beings where you are now one and you share thoughts and feelings between the two of you, but there is that connection of “you are mine’ and ‘I am yours’ now. Wooyoung is going through a lot of raging emotions right now that comes with the fresh bond, one of them being a heightened sense of protectiveness. It doesn’t excuse his actions but I want to put that out there to further explain why he’s more of an idiot now than he usually is.”

Wooyoung whined at the jab and Yeosang snickered, looking at his friend with nothing but affection on his eyes. I’ve only known Yeosang for a few hours but even I could tell that he truly loved his friend despite the constant teasing between the two.

“So there is a bond here, but I won’t feel it because I’m a human, correct?”

“That’s correct. You may experience similar emotions the longer you’re near him, but you’ll never experience the full extent of them. You’ll experience a few different changes now that I think about it.” He paused before he turned to look at him. “Have you explained the mating rituals to her yet?”

I nearly choked on my food and Wooyoung was even struggling to keep his composure. Yeosang watched with a raised brow at our reactions to the question, waiting patiently until we had settled down once again. “I take that as a no.”

“I never exactly had the chance to,” Wooyoung sheepishly admitted. He was suddenly very interested in the food before him.

Yeosang nodded in understanding. “You know that some beings on the surface leave mating bites on their partners to lay claim, right?”

I nodded, my hand instinctively went to my neck. Wooyoung tracked the movement with his eyes but averted his gaze when I met it.

“Sirens do that as well, but there are added steps before that. The mating mark is the final step so to speak, it officiates the bond between the two of you. Before that though you both will get an earring of a gem stone you both choose, it would be the equivalent of an engagement ring in human terms. This is an ancient tradition to symbolize that you are each other’s jewel forever or something along those lines, I don’t exactly remember,” Yeosang said with a shrug. “Seonghwa might know. He’s a romantic.”

Wooyoung snorted. “Spends all his time dreaming of love but hasn’t found it yet.”

“You found a mate only because I didn’t know better.”

Wooyoung sputtered at my comment as Yeosang burst into a fit of laughter, the sweet sound bouncing off of the stone walls. I smirked at Wooyoung and he pouted at me but made no remark back. He knew I was right.

“You were right, I do like her,” Yeosang said once his laughter had calmed down. He wiped a tear from his eye and he gave me a dazzling smile. “We can spend time together whenever you want.”

“Should’ve known you two would connect over bullying me,” Wooyoung grumbled as he stood and took our empty plates. He set them in the sink and began to wash them. “I had good intentions when I introduced you two and this is the thanks I get?”

“Thank you Wooyoung!” I said teasingly and I only got more grumbling in response.

“You had mentioned that I’d experience some different changes as well. What did you mean by that?” I asked despite exhaustion starting to pull at my eyes. I was still tired after my crying session earlier. How late was it? I’d have to make a note to bring a clock down here.

Yeosang opened his mouth but paused, his dark eyes moving to Wooyoung for a moment before he focused on me again. “I won’t explain everything because some things are best left for him to speak to you about, but I will say that you’ve already begun to experience some changes. Two of them being the fact that you’re able to tolerate the deep depths of the river and the cold temperatures of the water as well. A normal human would’ve been crushed to the pressure or died of hypothermia whenever they entered the water.”

In the chaos that had been me waking up here and sorting everything out, I hadn’t even thought things such as that. I didn’t think twice about hopping into the water and making the trip up to the surface and back again. This was partially due to my anxieties with other things in the water but I was shocked that I had jumped in like I was jumping into a kid’s pool. “Why is that? Is it because of the mating bond?”

“Yes and no. The mating bond will affect you in many different ways, but sirens are also beings infused with a very ancient form of magic,” Yeosang explained.

“Think of it like this,” Wooyoung spoke up from the sink, turning to face them now. “I’m a flame on a stove and you’re a pan. I can heat up the pan to make it hot, but the pan never turns into a flame. The pan remains a pan but it’s hot like the flame is.”

“For lack of a better way to explain it, yes, that analogy works,” Yeosang stated. “You’ll always be a human but with a few added benefits.”

“Oh,” I said thoughtfully. I’ve only been around Wooyoung for a few weeks and I’ve already begun to experience some of these benefits. What other benefits could there be? Would I start sprouting gills to be able to breath underwater as well? “Would being around you also affect my lifespan?” It would make sense after all.

Yeosang hesitated to respond and I realized the implications of my question. It could be taken as I would only use Wooyoung to live forever if what I was guessing was true. “You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to.”

“It would. You won’t notice it now because the bond is still fresh and you’re young, but later on you’ll start to notice that you’ve slowly stopped aging before ceasing it all together,” Wooyoung explained, giving me a serious look. I knew the meaning behind that look and it was “don’t tell anyone”. The expression wasn’t accusatory and I appreciated Wooyoung’s good faith in me that I wouldn’t abuse this benefit and stay with him only for that. It made sense that this was somewhat of a secret that had to be kept. Sirens were already beautiful as is, I remember the stares Wooyoung got whenever he was on the surface. If others knew that being with them came with the benefit of immortality there would be dozens of people throwing themselves at the first siren they saw. I highly doubted that all the sirens were as kind as Wooyoung and Yeosang were.

“Don’t give away all of our secrets now, Wooyoung,” Yeosang sighed.

“She can know, she won’t spread it around. I know she won’t. She’s only asking because she’s best friends with a demon and a shifter,” he defended me and I was grateful for it. It was true. Both San and Mingi were immortal while I was mortal; my lifespan was not even a fraction compared to theirs. If I could change that I would in a heartbeat if it meant I didn’t have to say goodbye to them in the end.

“You have a talent for building relationships with anything that’s not a human, don’t you,” Yeosang said with a teasing grin.

“That’s not true. I’m best friends with my cousin, Hongjoong, and he’s human.”

“Family doesn’t count.”

I thought about it. “I’m using my job as an excuse. There’s only a handful of humans at my job, and it was tedious just getting an interview with Belle.”

“What do you do for a job anyway?” Yeosang asked, leaning forward in his seat. Wooyoung had returned to his seat next to me and his eyes were on me as well. I wasn’t surprised that he was curious about my career, he visited my building today after all. There weren’t many details spoken, only that it was important to me.

“I’m a fashion designer for Lunar Couture,” I explained. At their blank looks I realized that they had no idea what that was. “It’s a high end designer label up top. It’s really hard to be hired by them, especially if you’re a human.”

Yeosang made a noise of understanding before he turned on Wooyoung. “You were going to just take that all away? She’s worked hard for this!”

Wooyoung sputtered at the sudden accusation and fumbled with a response for a few minutes. He settled on looking guilty for a moment. “I thought it was just to make money to take care of herself at first, and I told her I would provide everything she needed. This is the first I’m actually hearing more details on what it’s like.”

Yeosang pinched the bridge of his nose. “This is why we ask more questions before we just go dashing up to the surface.” He gave me an apologetic look. “You’ll have to excuse him, he got excited when I started discussing surface customs with him a few weeks ago and he wanted to visit as soon as he could. He jumped the gun, clearly, before I could explain more things with him. It’ll be a learning process. Wooyoung, the surface isn’t like Socix where you need to hunt everyday. Y/n has a career and it’s obviously very important to her, you can’t just take that away from her.”

“I know that now!” Wooyoung snapped before he turned to me with a small pout. “I didn’t mean to be disrespectful concerning your career. I’m sorry.”

“I forgive you, you didn’t know.” I gave him a small smile. “This means I’m going back tomorrow morning right?”

“Yes it does,” Wooyoung confirmed and I felt my smile grow.

“By the way, how do you know so much about surface dweller things?” I asked Yeosang.

“I have a friend up top who I talk to regularly, as well as making a few trips myself,” he explained. Wooyoung whined and Yeosang narrowed his eyes at him. “You don’t come because you can’t handle it. I’d like to shield my friend from you all for as long as I can.”

Wooyoung grumbled something under his breath as he slumped back into his chair. Another yawn slipped out and I sleepily rubbed my eyes, the day truly catching up with me now.

“I think I should get going. Humans need a lot of sleep to stay healthy Wooyoung,” Yeosang told him and he waved away his advice.

“I know that, I haven’t kept her awake late.”

Yeosang nodded his approval before turning to me again with a smile. “It was nice to meet you, I hope to see you again soon. If you ever need me, just call out my name. I’m usually close enough to be within hearing range.”

I gave him a tired smile. “I appreciate it, thank you. We’ll have to hang out again soon.”

Yeosang gave one final wave before he was diving into the pool in the other room. Once he was fully submerged the pair of sweatpants he had on landed on the floor with a wet slap before the water stilled completely.

Wooyoung’s hand on my shoulder brought me back to the kitchen table and I looked at him in confusion. He smiled and stood from his chair, helping me up as well. “It’s time to get you to bed if you have work the next morning.”

I nodded and let him lead me to the bedroom. He pulled out pajamas for me and stepped out of the room to let me get changed. I appreciated the privacy as I changed before crawling into bed. He heard the ruffle of the covers and came back into the room, nearly diving in beside me with a smile on his face. He made no move to hold me this time, my body was still and my eyes were already closed. He didn’t even need to sing to me tonight, my mind not even registering the noises outside of the house as it was too tired to even care. Sleep came quickly tonight, to which I was thankful for.

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I didn’t want to get up the next morning. It was so warm and cozy in the bed that it was hard to even open my eyes. The pillow was soft and I couldn’t help but nuzzle my head into it with a happy sigh, a smile creeping onto my face. It wasn’t until the pillow shifted beneath me that I cracked an eye open, seeing what caused the disturbance.

“Good morning sleepy head.”

My eyes widened completely at the sound of Wooyoung’s voice and I slowly realized the pillow I had been nuzzling my head into was, in fact, Wooyoung’s clothed chest. Once my groggy brain put the pieces together I quickly sat up. I stared down at Wooyoung with mild horror but he only smirked as he watched me. Of course he would’ve enjoyed the entire thing. His smirk only grew into a full smug grin when I felt my face start to get hot.

“Why were you cuddling with me?” I demanded from him, refusing to believe that I had been the one to initiate it. There was no way. He had to have pulled me closer during the night and we woke up like this. I did nothing to start this!

“I can smell your embarrassment,” he snickered as he sat up too. “That was all you, though. You’re really cute when you’re cuddly, you know that? I went to go and make breakfast and you grabbed onto me when I moved. It was the cutest thing when you started mumbling in your sleep.”

“You’re lying.”

Wooyoung’s grin turned downright sinister. “I tried to push you off so you could still sleep and I could start on breakfast but you wouldn’t let go. I’m only a man, y/n. I would never pass up on the opportunity to have my mate cuddling up to me like that.”

“Shut up!”

“You know you drool in your sleep too?”

His laughter rang throughout the room as I threw a pillow at his retreating back. He was still laughing even as he entered the kitchen and I flopped back into the bed with a groan. He’d never let me live this down now. Why had I done that? Clearly it had been subconscious I had made sure there was a healthy distance between us before I fell asleep. I’m blaming the bond even though I don’t know how else the bond is going to affect me, but Yeosang said I would experience some changes. That’s what it was and nothing else.

I groaned again. Was it a bad thing though? It was embarrassing, there was no doubt about that. We were mates though, these kinds of things were almost expected. It was going to happen sooner or later, for us it just happened to be sooner. Despite the deal we had it was me that ended up overstepping. Wooyoung didn’t seem upset though, far from it.

“Breakfast is ready, cuddle bug!” Wooyoung shouted from the kitchen, breaking me out of the trance I was in with my face smushed into the pillows.

I sighed and slowly got up and trudged to the kitchen, that smirk still on his face when I sat down at the table. He set a plate of food in front of me and took his own seat. He waited as he always did for me to take a bite and show that I liked it before he began to dig in. He was practically glowing right now and I decided maybe it wasn’t so bad that we cuddled if this was the reaction it got out of him.

“I can’t wait to tell Yeosang that you cuddled up to me this morning.”

“Don’t you dare.”

“Why not? It’s adorable.”

“It’s not!”

“You were asleep during it. You don't know that it wasn’t adorable from my perspective,” he said with a grin as he polished off his food and took his plate to the sink.

I groaned one last time before deciding I’d ignore his remarks for the time being. He was clearly never going to let it go no matter what I said so the silent treatment it was for the time being.

I finished my meal and set my plate in the sink, giving Wooyoung a curious glance out of the corner of my eye. He took the plate from my hand and nodded towards the bedroom door, starting to wash my plate. “Go ahead and get ready and we can get going.”

I smiled brightly and nearly skipped to the bedroom to get ready for work. A small part of me had been worried that Wooyoung would have a change of heart after a night’s rest and would decide to keep me down here. He had been agreeable under the watchful eye of Yeosang last night, but he could have made a sudden decision now that the other siren was gone. To say I was delighted that he was making good on his promise was an understatement. The smile didn’t leave my face even as I walked out of the bedroom and to the room that Wooyoung was waiting in, already sitting on the edge of the water and his tail making small waves. He looked up when I entered and noticed the grin immediately.

“Someone’s excited.”

“I am, I thought you would change your mind if I’m being honest.”

He rolled his eyes before he lowered himself into the water below, and I had to quickly avert my gaze from his arms and the way they bulged with the motion. “I’m not going to change my mind on anything that was discussed last night, that I promise. I’ve come to my senses on subjects like this and last night won’t happen again.”

“Yeosang really did get through to you. I had expected a little more resistance.”

“Oh I still don’t like it, but that’s just instincts talking. I’m not going to control you and your every move,” he explained as he watched me carefully get into the water. “You’re not an object, you’re my equal. I mean it when I say I won’t make that mistake again.”

Wooyoung kept good on that promise as well. The day after our argument went by just like any other day, he dropped me off at the dock, using his magic to remove the water from me, and was waiting there after my day at work as well. He didn’t complain about San and Mingi’s scents on me. He only asked about how my day went as he cooked dinner for us that night. It was a very domestic moment and I felt lighter than I have in a while, like a weight was taken off of my shoulders.

A new routine started up the weeks after the incident as well. Woyooung was the designated chef out of the two of us, and I made it a point to wash the dishes that were used. The first time I had done it Wooyoung tried to refuse, but I explained that it was only fair since he had done all of the cooking ever since I arrived at the den. It would also drive me crazy if I didn’t do something around to help. He begrudgingly let me start doing the dishes but soon enough we fell into a comfortable pattern. Eventually I offered to help decorate the den but he adamantly refused to allow that. He reminded me that this was still very much part of the courting process, and under normal circumstances it would’ve been fully furnished before my arrival. He insisted he needed to finish it himself before seeking my approval and I left it at that.

Another unforeseen habit that developed over the weeks after the argument was the incessant need to be close to Wooyoung. This had started during the middle of a meeting at work and I had chucked it up to missing the familiar presence of the siren, as he had become a staple in my life now. It wasn’t until I caught a whiff of the clean scent of the river and had the urge to dive into the water where I knew he was that I knew something was different. After a discussion over dinner with Wooyoung and a lot of teasing, it was revealed that this was an effect of the bond. He’s felt it this entire time but it was taking a slower pace with me. I didn’t hear the end of it until I threatened to smother him with a pillow while we went to bed that same night.

Cuddling was also becoming more common than not. It was a gradual build up, one night a week turned to two nights a week I would wake up pressed to Wooyoung’s side or chest. Now more nights than not I would wake up with his arms wrapped around me and a pleased purr rumbling near my ear. Wooyoung never complained though, quite the opposite actually. He would tease me for it at the start of these changes, now he doesn’t even mention it. It’s become a habit at this point and a very welcomed one in his eyes. It did benefit me as well so I couldn’t complain either. The nagging feeling to be close to him that would randomly appear during the day didn’t happen as often, if at all. Wooyoung was also warm and comforting to be around, and his presence relaxed me when the sounds of the river around the den spooked me. He didn’t need to lull me to sleep with his voice as much anymore, his mere presence doing wonders to my sleep schedule now. When I brought it up to him he puffed out his chest and boasted as he told Yeosang about it the next day. Yeosang and I both rolled our eyes at that.

Work was picking up more and more with each week we drew nearer to the show. Belle was literally running around to make sure everything was ready and running smoothly, and San had taken to teleporting to the rooms he needed to be in instead of walking anymore. Mingi demanded a ban on teleporting because he had been on the receiving end of plenty of jump scares due to this. I was no better, it was bad enough I could barely hear my friends walking towards my office and it was only worse when I couldn’t hear them at all. San also liked scaring us a bit as well. It was to “keep the blood pumping” in his words. Bastard.

It was a week away from the show that I met the rest of Wooyoung’s Current. The day had been long and tiring and Wooyoung picked up on it just by looking at me when I arrived at the docks. He gave me a sympathetic smile and I nearly flopped into his arms once I lowered myself into the water. He didn’t say anything for a moment, giving me a moment to recharge as he held me and soothingly rubbed my back. I didn’t question anything because this felt comforting and natural. It could’ve been partially due to the bond but we have gotten closer over these past weeks as well, and I needed this. He gently reminded me to hold my breath and that was the only thing spoken before we were diving beneath the waves and heading back to the den.

I sucked in air once we surfaced, wiping the water away to clear my vision. When I was able to see I met a pair of dark eyes that were already looking at me. A pair of eyes that were definitely not Wooyoung’s.

In hindsight I should’ve known that the only ones inside of the den were Wooyoung and I and whoever else Wooyoung deemed trustworthy. I should’ve known that the other presence was a welcomed one if they were allowed this close but in the heat of the moment I didn’t recognize that other than someone I didn’t know was here.

My scream echoed off of the stone walls and Wooyoung instinctively pulled me closer to his chest before he relaxed and laughed. The cheerful sound made me look up at him in confusion to see that he was already smiling down at me. He turned to look over his shoulder and started to speak in a foreign language that consisted of varying clicking noises. The newcomer seemed to not like what he said because he scoffed and slapped Wooyoung’s shoulder, making him laugh more.

“You’ll have to excuse Yunho, he's been curious ever since Wooyoung told us about you,” a different voice said and I whipped my head to locate the source. Two more sirens had appeared behind me, one of them giving me a kind smile as I stared with wide eyes. “I’m Seonghwa, this is Jongho, and the one that startled you is Yunho.”

Wooyoung set me on the ledge of the pool and I took in the sirens better. They were all pretty, that was a standard for them though but Yunho was probably the biggest siren I’ve ever seen. I thought Wooyoung would be considered one of the biggest but I was proven wrong as Yunho gave me a sheepish grin.

“I’m sorry, I thought you heard me come in. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

I shook my head and waved away his concern. “I’m fine I wasn’t expecting guests is all.”

“You all need to announce yourselves before you just pop up now,” Wooyoung chided them. He glanced down at me. “Today might not be the best night for visitors as well, y/n had a long day and she’s tired.”

“No no I’m fine,” I quickly said, grabbing all of their attention. I knew I was going to be too stressed to properly rest and unwind, so a distraction was welcomed. I needed something to take my mind off of work right about now. “You can stay and visit, I don’t mind.”

“Are you sure?” Wooyoung gave me a concerned look. I felt my chest warm and I gave him a reassuring smile and nod. Wooyoungg’s gaze didn’t waver to see if he could detect any hint of a lie but when he found none he nodded and turned to the pink haired siren. “Did you all bring clothes or do I need to provide for you free loaders?”

Seonghwa nodded and held up what looked like a waterproof bag. It was definitely not a design I have seen before so it must be a Socix specialty. “We all brought stuff. Also speak respectfully, I’m your elder,” Seonghwa scolded him as he moved to pull himself up onto the ledge of the pool. His tail was a beautiful royal blue color that shimmered in the light of the room and it was a little hard to take my eyes off of it for a moment. I looked away when I saw Wooyoung’s narrowed gaze on me and I giggled before I moved to stand up. “I’m going to get cleaned up. I’ll be back!” I called over my shoulder before heading into the bathroom.

The warm water of the bath made me sigh and my tense muscles loosen. It definitely took an edge off of my stress, but it wasn’t going to be enough to fully relax. I worked through cleaning up and soon enough I was changed into comfier clothes and reappearing in the living room area. Everyone was seated on the mismatched furniture there, and I found Wooyoung next to Seonghwa on the couch. He was repeatedly bumping his shoulder into the taller male and Seonghwa looked less than thrilled. Jongho and Yunho smiled at my appearance and Seonghwa gave me a sympathetic smile when I took a seat next to Wooyoung and he turned his attention to me. Wooyoung leaned against me and I had to brace myself to prevent me from being squished.

“I’m sorry for him, he’s always been like this,” Seonghwa said and Wooyoung whined.

“What is it with you all and apologizing for me? I’m not bad!”

“You bite,” Jongho pointed out and Yunho nodded his agreement.

“I really hope he kept that habit of his contained to the Current and isn’t biting you. Unless he is.” Seonghwa said, his tone changing quickly as he gave Wooyoung a stern look.

“He hasn’t been biting me, thankfully,” I interjected before Wooyoung could get in any kind of trouble. “I didn’t know it was a habit of his until you mentioned it actually.”

“Good because he’s not gentle with it either,” Yunho pointed out, which earned him a pillow thrown at his head. He easily caught it and set it off to the side.

“It’s just how I show love!”

I laughed at the dynamic between all of them and it made me happy to see that it wasn’t just Yeosang that was close to Wooyoung. They were like a little family with the way they cared for each other but didn’t hesitate to call each other out when they did something dumb.

The conversation flowed easily after that, and I quickly warmed up to the rest of Wooyoung’s Current. Much like Yeosang, the others were very sweet and kind and teased Wooyoung to no end. It seemed to be a mutual arrangement though, so I laughed along with them. Wooyoung seemed pleased that I was enjoying myself if the gleeful expressions thrown my way were of any indication. I’m sure it eased some of his worries that he held close to his heart to see his mate and his Current getting along so well. It certainly was comforting to know that I wasn’t alone down here, I had some friends to fall back on now.

The discussion moved to what I do for a living on the surface and I explained I was a fashion designer. Seonghwa looked like he had stars in his eyes when I told them that, and I couldn’t stop the giggle that bubbled forth at the expression. He looked too adorable to be as dangerous as a siren could be.

“Seonghwa has an interest in surface fashion after he learned a little about it from Yeosang,” Jongho explained. “He’s constantly bugging us to travel up there just so he can look at all of the stores.”

“You don’t have to talk about work if you don’t want to, I assume you’re there a lot,” Seonghwa interjected. He looked like he was about ready to jump out of his seat at this point, contradicting his words entirely.

I waved away his words with a smile. “I don’t mind, it’s my passion. There is a fashion show coming up that I just happen to have a spare ticket to if you’re interested.”

Seonghwa did partially jump from the couch this time but composed himself with a cough. His cheeks tinted pink as his friends laughed at his reaction, which I assumed was out of character for the mild mannered siren. I found it adorable when he nodded that he was interested. “I would love to.”

“You didn’t offer me a ticket,” Wooyoung pouted, leaning into me more to show his displeasure that he wasn’t included in the offer.

“I had two spare tickets. You were already invited,” I said with a chuckle. This appeased him and he stopped pouting and pulled a little of his weight off of me. Only a little though. “You both can meet my cousin Hongjoong then, he’ll be there as well. He’s the whole reason why I’m in the industry and he has his own label now.”

“I’d love to meet him if he’d be willing to talk to me about fashion,” Seonghwa stated. I was going to have a lot of explaining to do when I saw Hongjoong next. Me showing up with two giant men at my side with one of them wanting to speak with him personally and one of them as my mate was certainly going to raise some questions.

The conversation moved away from work and more towards the politics of Socix. Having heard very little about the city beneath the water I tried to remain alert with the conversation but the day was catching up with me and Wooyoung was so warm and comforting. I don’t even remember fully leaning against him and letting my eyes fall shut, but I became aware of it when the voices around me softened to whispers and I felt an arm wrap around me to pull me closer to their side.

“She seems sweet,” I heard Yunho murmur, his voice sounding far away.

“I’m glad you finally found someone, Wooyoung. You look happy. Happier than you ever were with Maggiore.” This time I recognized Seonghwa as the speaker, and I tried to stay awake for just a little longer. I felt bad for falling asleep when guests were present, and I must have made a noise because Wooyoung was softly shushing me and running his fingers through my hair. The action lulled me further to sleep and I only managed to catch what Wooyoung said before it took me over fully.

“I am the happiest I’ve ever been.”

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Warnings: Possible suggestive themes. Caelus has uncontrolled daydreams. Posessive Dan Heng.

Chapter One - … Are my concerns.

"Caelus…" His golden eyes remained glazed over and unfocused, thousands of thoughts behind those empty eyes. "Caelus?" Dan hengs hand gently gripped his shoulder, attempting to jostle the younger out of his thoughts. Silence still followed, it felt heavy in the air. His hand gripped a little harder, worry now being etched onto his features. How was it so difficult to wake somebody from what appeared to be a momentary space out?

Shaking him a little, he moved to stand in front of him and ended up cupping his cheeks to try and get his eyes to focus on him. "Caelus, please. Wake up now." Dan Heng held his breath for a moment, worried that anything could stop him from waking up and out of whatever this is. It took a few moments more, but his golden eyes soon began to flutter shut and open again. His pupils contracted, returning to normal as he gathered his surroundings back in and exhaled.

"Oh. Dan Heng?" The older took a sigh of relief, exhaling and letting go of his face despite deep down something in him longing to stay. "When did you get here?" Did he not just realise that he was completely zoned out?

"I've been here for a bit. I came to get you, Pom-pom asked for your assistance." Caelus seemed visibly confused when he said he had been here for a little already; so he truly was out of it then. "But you seemed to be�� daydreaming? Are you okay? Do you feel unwell perhaps?" His hand soon found itself back on Caeluses forehead checking his temperature. His eyes narrowed a little when he saw his cheeks heat up, a gentle shade of pink dusting his cheeks suddenly. Hm, funny. Could this be the start of a fever?

"Ah, no. I'm okay, sorry." He took a step back causing Dan Heng to lower his hand a little hesitantly. "It just happens sometimes. I-ill go see Pom-pom. Thank you for letting me know!" With that, he made his exit into the Parlor Car leaving Dan Heng within the hallway. Maybe he was a little stressed, after all a lot had happened to him lately. Caelus is a kind soul, a little too kind really. Running around for people non stop, working hard on other people's requests, protecting everyone and once dying for them only to be revived stronger. The memory still causes him to shake, throat going dry along with the sudden inability to swallow. No, we won't think of that today. Not when he is fine and well and right in there. Taking a breath in, he followed the previous steps that Caelus took to the parlour car, a little curious on what Pom-pom needed him for.

"So I'll just ensure the supplies arrive?" The trailblazers voice reached his ears as he stepped through, deciding to sit comfortably whilst waiting. It wasn't that he was eavesdropping per say, it was just that he wanted to ensure Caelus wasn't pushing himself especially with his suspicion that he may be getting a fever.

"Mhm yup! Thanks Caelus!!! This is why you're Pom-Pom's favourite!" A light chuckle came from the younger as he reached down to pat Pom-Pom's head. They only really allowed Caelus to get away with that, despite a pout occasionally.

"That's okay. I'll always be here if you need me." A light pause came before he stood back up straight and stretched. "Well I'll be off then! Better to do it now." Dan Heng immediately stood, going toward Caelus. "Oh hey! Are you coming too?" The little tilt of his head could have made his static expression melt then and there. He reminded him of Peppy, the little pup of Astas whenever he did that.

"If you'll have me then of course." Dan Heng kept his arms firmly folded over his chest, eyes staying upon his golden ones as Pom-pom rolled their eyes and moved away.

"Always! But are you sure you want to come? It's just a basic supply run kinda thing." Caelus shoved his hands into his pockets, mindlessly moving his foot around, eyes cast downward as if he were shy. Pom-Pom rather dramatically sighed before turning back around to face them both a little further away.

"Both of you go! Please! For the love of-"

"Now now, that's enough Pom-Pom~" Himeko from the far sofa spoke, grinning as she read through her book. Caelus jolts, focused back on the task and nodding quickly.

"Right Pom-pom! Sorry!" Dan Heng also utters a light apology, coughing a little into his fist as a blush dusts his cheeks.

"Right then, shall we go?"

Both stay quiet until they leave the Astral Express, Caelus immediately stretching and beginning to walk the way. He hadn't really been alive… Or would the word be conscious? Regardless, he hadn't been either for long. What has it been? A matter of months now? Despite the connection between them all being strong like a family already. And somehow, despite the few months he had known Caelus - the dragon within him knew that he was the one. That Caelus was his and his alone. Though that feeling of possessiveness was something Dan Heng tried to push down, he didn't want to frighten him; he decided a while ago that he would pursue the 'normal' courting method that humans tend to lean toward and not the dragonic instincts that claw at his throat.

"Dan Heng?" That gentle honey coated voice he had grown to adore pulled him out of his thoughts, gaze immediately returning to him rather than the floor.

"Ah, my apologies, Caelus. Were you saying something?" Caelus began to fiddle with his sleeves a little and shook his head, continuing to lead the way through the larger halls of the space station.

"No, I just got worried. You seemed… Uhm-" Dan Heng chuckled a little bit, amused by Caelus trying to think of the correct word.

"Spaced out? Dazed? Stuck in my thoughts? Yes. You're right, I apologise." He drew in a breath as Caelus registered the terms. "I was just thinking about a few things."

"Is that what it's called?" Caelus ignored his curiosity to what Dan Heng was thinking about, his desperacy to discover the right term seemed to outweigh that.

"Hm? Spacing out?"

"Yes… I think. When you're suddenly not like where you were anymore? You're somewhere completely different and you can think of anything you want and you'll be there. You know like uhm-"

"Ah. Daydreaming." The younger's eyes lit up, the word finally feeling right. "Is that what happened earlier? When you seemed unresponsive to my calls of your name?" He simply nodded, gazing away and tugging at his own sleeve a little more. "Does it happen often?" Caelus nodded once more, eyes meeting him finally. Dan Heng found it difficult not to melt right there and then at such an innocent gaze.

"Yeah… I- ever since I woke up I keep… Daydreaming. It happens when I don't want to, and it's making things difficult sometimes I just go on auto pilot and-" Dan Heng soon grew worried at the rambling, the younger now borderline panicking. Dan Heng took his hand, gently bringing him into a quiet storage space and crouching down with him."Breathe, Caelus." He began to rub soothing circles onto his hand, trying not to overwhelm him. "I'm here, I promise it's okay. It's understandable you've been daydreaming like that - a lot has happened to you in such a short amount of time." Tears were now brimming at his golden eyes threatening to fall. Dan Hengs mind was screaming at him to comfort what was his - but he shoved the intense sensation away as much as he could. "Look at me, Caelus, focus on me. I will keep you safe okay? It's okay to have these daydreams, we will all keep an eye on them for you, yes?" Caelus nodded, sniffling and rubbing his eyes a little harshly. At this, Dan Heng moved his hands away from his eyes and instead gently wiped away the tears that had fallen. "Be gentle with yourself, okay? After this task for Pom-Pom, I want you to relax until our next destination, okay?"

"I can't, I'll be useless. I- you've all already taken me in, I need to show that I'm capable and-" A finger was now against his lips.

"Caelus you make this very difficult." He gave him a light glare, though he could tell it was playful and not at all very threatening but it was enough to keep him quiet for now. "You do so much for us all, you saved March don't you remember? You've saved so many people and helped Jarilo-VI so much. Not to mention the recent events in Xianzhou Luofu. Please give yourself a break. I assure you that you need it and deserve it and the express will be so over the moon to see you taking that break and finally relaxing." The tears had slowed, now a light smile was playing on his lips.

"Will it really make them happy?" Dan Heng sighed, crossing his arms back over his chest but his gaze remained gentle.

"Yes, it will. But I want you to do this for yourself too Caelus. Now come, let's get this over with yes?" Reaching his hand out, Caelus didn't hesitate to take it. Once stood, Dan Heng gently wiped away the rest of the tears if any remained and once ready - they both left and continued the task at hand which shockingly was a lot more tiresome than he first thought. Everyone seemed to want Caelus to do something for him, even his phone had a few notifications of a few requests. "Do they ever leave you alone and allow you to rest?" Dan Hengs voice cut through his focus as he hummed a little in thought. "If you're asking if every day is like this then yes. But it's okay, I promised I'd help." There he goes again, his mate- ahem, friend being more than kind to anybody he crossed paths with. Though it was adorable to see, it angered him that people weren't giving him even a moment to breathe. I mean, it had to be a joke of Some sort? Yes, Pom-Poms request was fine, but somehow it got them both wrapped up in a love story of some sort? Honestly, why can't people communicate? And then that turned into another thing before they reached their current predicament which was finding Peppy. Somehow, Asta got preoccupied and Peppy wandered off. Now Caelus is beneath a table crawling around trying to coax her out whilst Dan Heng watches in between his own search despite looking around a little less than eager. Caelus however continues to Crawl across the room, peeking under tables and the chairs. Once his eyes zoned in on the modern looking trash can and he began to stand to go and rummage through it, Dan Heng decided to step in no matter how he almost swayed to let him because of that happy shine within his eyes.

"No, Caelus." The words were simple, but the way Caelus immediately dropped back down to his knees with a pout was enough to shake the recently woken dragon within him.

'Our mate. Look how well he responds to our command. Look how he listens so prettily...' Dan Heng shook his head immediately trying to rid of those thoughts, that voice - the urge that was barely being held at bay. Caelus blinked up at Dan Heng, a pout still evident upon his face. "We already spoke about this, didn't we?"

"Yeah... It's dirty. Sorry, Dan Heng." A slight smile fell on his lips at how sheepish the younger's behaviour was.

"Don't apologise. Let's keep looking, yes?" A while later, they had finally found Peppy who had found a rather nice corner to sleep in undisturbed only for its rest to be disturbed by an overly affectionate trailblazer. Soft words were continuously being spilled from his lips as his fingertips fluffed the soft fur, gliding through to hear the cute barks from the small puppy. Dan Heng waited awhile, not wishing to rush him either as he was truly smiling and for once free of any concerns. Though, with time seemed to grow jealousy to Dan Hengs shock. The dragon within him seemed to growl a little as after all that attention should be on him and him only. 'Look at that gorgeous smile and those sweet words. That should be for us.'

"Uhm, Dan Heng? Are you okay?" His eyes snapped upward, meeting the golden ones that held so much concern for him. Wait, did he growl outwardly? The low sound confused that as he gasped and cleared his throat.

"I- uhm, sorry. Ignore that." Turning his face away, heat rose to his cheeks and he missed the way that Caelus knowingly laughed a little.

"Come on, Peppy, I'm sure Asta is waiting for you. Right Dan Heng?" Caelus was about to scoop Peppy up, but instead they decided to lead the way with Caelus chasing after it, gripping Dan Hengs sleeve in a last second decision. He couldn't help but laugh at Dan Hengs confused face as they continued to run through Hertas space station trying to avoid any of her puppets as neither of them are exactly in the mood to get scolded for running and being a little reckless.

"You found Peppy!" After a bit of running, they finally arrived back with a very eager Peppy nuzzling against Asta who didn't hesitate to lift them up and snuggle them. "Thanks you two! Oh where did you go my lovely?" Asta proceeded to melt over Peppy as Caelus filled her in.

"Peppy was taking a nap actually! You were all snuggled up weren't you bud?" Dan Heng was subconsciously biting his lip in irritation, he was reaching the limit on how much of Caeluses time he could share. In all honesty though he had reached that limit a long while ago.

"Awh you were huh? Well thank you both again. Here! Take this as well." As Asta shoved over a handful of credits they heard ArIan call out from a bit away who appeared to be rapidly approaching at the sight of her passing a ton of Credits away.

"Miss Asta!" The warning tone didn't go unnoticed by her as she panicked a little.

"Ah, quick take them and go! Believe me I have much more and you deserve it!" Dan Heng didn't hesitate to nod and bid a quick farewell to her and reach for his hand. Human courting be damned for the day! He swears he could no longer share Caelus with anybody else. Once he felt the familiar warmth of his hand within his own, he began to walk with him back toward the express with a newfound determination. Dan Heng hadn't forgotten about the earlier concern over the possibility of his Caelus having a fever either, so that was all the more reason to get him home and in his nest safe. No other motive at all - he just wanted him safe and under his protection. Caelus had given a gentle squeeze to his hand which was immediately comforting, though that was soon shattered by the call of his mates name.

"Caelus! Caelus!" The voice was already beyond irritating, everything was just so bothersome. "I'm sorry to bother you but can I please ask for a favour!" Caelus gave that sweet apologetic smile to him before taking a breath about to utter his response which Dan Heng presumed would be the usual ' Yes' followed by 'what do you need?'.

"Ye-" Callus began before Dan Heng gave a light squeeze to his hand and took the responsibility of responding for him.

"No. We must take our leave now." They soon began their rather rushed walk back to the express with Dan Heng ignoring the person's pleas to assist them on another basic and meaningless task that could easily be handled alone. He paid no mind as Caelus threw an apologetic glance over his shoulder as they finally made it back to the express. The familiar sound of the door shutting behind them shouldn't have been as comforting as it was.

"Ah, Dan Heng-'' It was quiet apart from his gentle voice, that was the only sound that truly soothed him besides complete silence. "I'm sorry I dragged you around all day doing all of that work I wasn't thinking. I promise you didn't have to stick with me! I'm really sorry for bothering you so much." That soft tone in his voice tore at his heart, he didn't upset him once. It was only the idiots asking too much of his mate and not once giving him a moment's rest.

"You didn't upset me, I promise. If anything, I prefer your company no matter what it is we're doing." That all too familiar shade of red creeped up his beloved's cheeks at his words. "Please do not apologise. I am only angry at people who continue to get you to do all of their work. You're too kind hearted." Dan Heng didn't once let go of his hand, noting that the express was thankfully quiet meaning everybody had gone out.

"I don't mind. It makes them happy! Besides, it means you guys won't be bothered either." Dan Heng couldn't help but chuckle at his response, glad to be finally reaching the archives that was still dubbed as Dan Hengs room.

"Again, you're too kind, Caelus. Now come and relax with me, you won't be disturbed here." Any protests the younger had rapidly died in his throat as he was pulled into the room. Dan Heng went over to where the singular blanket and pillow were kept and began to mumble under his breath.

"This won't do. Wait for me here okay? Get comfortable." Caelus could only dumbly nod as Dan Heng rushed out of the room. Now he was alone, he could finally feel his heart starting to calm down. He couldn't help but always feel his cheeks heat up and heart rapidly speed up in his presence. He did go to Himeko about it once, fearing he may be unwell but she was quick to reassure him and comfort him whilst explaining that what he described sounded a lot like love. He loved Dan Heng. Upon the realisation, or epiphany as March would have worded it if she knew, he grew embarrassed and left the room at the time. Now though… Now maybe it was okay to indulge in this feeling more.

Gazing back at the blankets, he noticed how heavily the room smelled of Dan Heng, it made him feel so warm and safe. Nothing could get him here, he was protected. Crouching down, he allowed himself to wrap the blanket around himself and breathe the scent in while settling on cuddling the pillow rather protectively against his chest. He felt his eyes flutter shut and the feeling of all of the stress accumulated from his journey thus far melt away. Being too busy breathing in the comforting scent of Dan Heng, he didn't hear the door once again open and this time lock behind the other. Blankets, pillows and spare clothes belonging to Dan Heng were bundled in the olders arms. Caelus also missed the low sound of what resembled a purr coming from his chest at the sight of his mate wrapped in what was his and no longer smelling of anyone else's scent.

"Oh my mate, how perfect you look wrapped in what's mine." The trailblazers eyes blinked open, tilting his head to the side like a puppy would.

"Hm? Mate?" His voice was heavy with sleep, something Dan Heng seemed to adore despite all rationality leaving his head upon seeing Caelus so safe and warm in what belonged to the dragon. Ah yes, he forgot Caelus wouldn't realise what that term meant. What a perfect teaching moment.

"Yes, mate." He paused, making his way over and beginning to delicately position the materials he obtained from his other room. "You know I'm a Vidyadhara, yes? In your terms, a 'dragon'?" Another cute nod followed, ashen toned strands of hair falling over those golden orbs. Dan Heng didn't hesitate to reach out and brush them away as he continued to speak. "You are my mate, my beloved, my treasure, and I intend to keep you here safe and sound where I can completely dote upon you and only you. My dragon has chosen you, Caelus. You are mine." The silence would be worrying to some, but Dan Heng saw Caelus was thinking like before. "Come back to me, my love. What's going on behind those eyes of yours?" A blush and three words confirmed what they were.

"I love you."

#dan heng x caelus #dancae fluff #dan heng #caelus #mentioned himeko #hsr fluff #hsr fanfiction #suggestive

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koqabear · 1 year ago

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i hope no one takes this the wrong way bc its got no ill intent but- ive never viewed writers as writing machines (nobody should!!) and more often than not i expect them to get stuck sometimes , not because im undermining them or anything, but idk a lot of writers (at least ones i interact with) are uni students like me so i feel like its just the norm to get writers block and/or periods of procrastination, in fact, i hope any writers going thru that rn don't pressure themselves too hard to write ☹️ you on the other hand... 😭 i definitely do not view u as a machine or writing generator do not get me wrong,, but u definitely are SO big brained and creative the way you post formatted fics at such a consistent rate and they're all so well thought of,, none of them are what i would consider basic in terms of trope n plot. swear it feels like mini novel after mini novel lol

this is meant to be a compliment of how on top of the game u are ,, not trying to put you on a pedestal and put the pressure on & overwhelm u!!

this differntiates u from other writers in the best way possible. not sure if u are familiar with nctblr writers but on the top god tier untouchable level of tumblr writers lies you n neopuppy ☺️ i mentally have an organization system i associate writers with, and although its not necessarily a ranking or hierarchy, that tier is the only "tier" there is that i consider above everyone else whom i don't "rank" in anyway, but rather group and categorize based on writing styles n content! yall just stand out that much :')

idk if this made any sense im sick n i just took a nyquil thats starting to kick in T_T apologies this ask is kinda messy n ugly

-dvp anon🫡

OHHHH???! THIS IS SO -@;!:@:! ??!!!!! SUCH AN INSANE (/pos) THING TO SAY IM A LITTLE SPEECHLESS RN??

i feel like the reason i’ve been posting so much is bc i’ve been on break and i’ve been trying to take advantage of this free time i have! once classes start i’m scared that i won’t have as much time/opportunities to write, so that’s kinda why i’ve been jumping on like. every idea i get ever. (but then again, i realize now that throughout this year i was able to handle both my assignments and fics. i’m a little weird sorry.)

but omg. you can’t say stuff like that to me like ofc i’m familiar with nctblr writers 😭😭😭 you thinking that i belong anywhere near the tier neopuppy is at is a little insane to me my jaw dropped when i read that alsndks

i hope you rest and get better soon!!! thank you for unleashing such an insane compliment on me omgldjsk

#i blame it on my fixation #on both writing and txt #a horrible combo rlly #rambles #koqabear asks #dvp anon!#LMAO that’s such a funny thing to tag srry #speaking of tags. i need to organize them.#i need to do a revamp of this blog like srsly

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magicsilas · 1 year ago

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This Is Why They Hate Us- Book Review

This is Why They Hate Us is a contemporary story of a Mexican American boy living in LA. He is in love with his Palestinian best friend, and this summer he tries to get over his crush by pursuing other interests. (C) I am usually not very critical of characters. But in this book, I was not a huge fan of the characters. Quique was not my favorite main character. I found him a good narrator, and while I can’t say how good of a representation he is of his mental illness, I liked that it was consistent with him. I adored the parents, and the relationship was a realistic portrayal. I enjoyed the middle part where Fabiola was not present. It was realistic, no matter how close of friends people are they do drift when someone gets in a relationship. Some of the side characters you were not meant to like, like Tyler, but they sorta ruined the vibe for me. I especially felt uncomfortable because the “teacher student” relationship was utterly uncomfortable for me. A redeeming quality was that each character had a unique voice, especially since I consumed this book in an audiobook format. This book did not get me to feel for the characters, in that sense I did not care for them much, I did not root for them. (A) I did not feel rather immersed in the book. Sure it was descriptive, sure I could see the scenes play out. But I did not feel like I was transported to a whole new world. I just didn’t feel consumed. They were scenes that I felt the energy, but for about 80% I did not have that energy (W) The Writing style was decent. I enjoyed the transitions, the realism of how intrusive thoughts were. The pacing was a little confusing. I felt like the time of days and summer were not the best. I also felt like there was too much narration compared to the dialogue. There was a lot of sexual language that I as an adult, reading a young adult novel, was not expecting. It often felt uncomfortable. I do not think I would get another one of his books. (P) The plot, while sweet and a normal idea of getting over a crush, soon lost focus for me. There was a plan by the character but reading it, it felt like the plan was dropped and picked up each time a new character took focus, Ziggy, Manny and Tyler being prime examples. At the end it felt like the original idea was dropped. An ending not relating to the original goal was odd. I know how it got to that point, but it was not the best execution in my opinion. Which made the ending less satisfying in my opinion. I was happy for the main pairing since the love was there, but nothing more. Towards the end, it was not worth it. I was reading to get it over with. (I) The ending was the best part. I liked being over with the book. I liked the conclusion in the relationship, especially enjoying that it did not end as soon as they got together. But after that, nothing particularly kept me going. Some points were better than others. Like when characters I liked appeared, Arturo deserves the world. Overall, I liked the concept but did not like the way it ended up playing out. (L) I truly hated the student-teacher relationship. I feel like that was one of the things that felt the most fake, while it was not a real relationship, but the way that they met, and how they continued to interact was icky. I could not for the life of me feel like a self respecting teacher would allow that sort of thing to happen. Apart from that, there were things that made sense, the types of people queer folk encounter on their journey seemed rather realistic to me. The discussion of different types of experiences within the latin community based on colorism was also realistic to me. (E) Overall, it was a book, I can't hate the fact that I enjoyed it. I had much higher hopes. And while in a previous post I did sing its praise, that was before getting into all of the other things, the different types of characters, sexual descriptions that I was not expecting, and the inappropriate relationships. I do not think this is a book I enjoyed, but I do like the content the author posts. And Remember kids, Free Palestine.

#this is why they hate us #aaron h aceves #free palestine #free gaza #fuck israel #bisexual #latino #afro latina #booklr #reading #books #cawpile #book reading #read queer all year

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the-firebird69 · 2 years ago

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Juan Ponce De Leon

When Ponce daily on settled and came here he landed the dry tortugans and it's in the area and he named it that and he lost the Isle of Hispaniola they give him another one of his teeny so he left and came back to Spain and formed the tortugan nights and he took things from the Mac leader tons of things and they were trying to find him and harm him and they became Giants and wiped them out it was an entire clan it was running Spain and it did it for the insult they said we can't run this and then in a nice manner we have to be really abusive I'll be really abusive and they got on bad terms because of it and they keep saying that stuff about our daughter and son and they won't relent so our daughter you can't say that s*** to US 24 hours a day for 20 years in a row and get nothing back except good stuff for free and you're going to discover that you are in a lot of trouble much more than the formation of an order of nights in Spain you're ridiculous people you're a bunch of jackasses you're mean and evil and heinous to one person Non-Stop and he had enough of it years ago and told you to stop going around riding me I'm trying to drive my car and you're ridiculous now you're doing it on a bicycle and you're paying with every single threat and with every single insult you pay and we make you pay we can't stop because you're so heinously insolent you're swine. We're going to cut you to ribbons and you're never going to get near the ship there's a lot of questions about it and we're not going to answer them and so gigantic vessel and ours are much bigger than yours and these are the tip of the iceberg. And thanks to businesses and other we're rejuvenating them it would be up and you'll be destroyed

Thor Freya

You're all very abusive you have every excuse in the book you don't want to fix your mental illness in your physical problems and you'd rather sit there and stare and joke at me and savor it for years I've been doing it the same the same thing in reverse except that I don't have money and as they say you can't take it with you. I'm sitting here looking at you wondering what kind of death you'll have these are so poor

Zues

Me too and we're looking at you soon as you're poor cuz you won't have anything just like Australia and New Zealand and you can't figure it out it's like a test run but you asked it won't be for some time now but you people are ridiculous. I can't believe how many times it takes to get you satiated it's way too much to even do it once you go along get up your wife and feel better we're going to die

Hera

We mean it too they deserve a beating no you do that we're going to be at your door too ripping you out

Olympus

It's true though they beat their wives a lot and it's good we'll start enforcing it cuz they all do we'll get free Intel

Zues

True tune I see the order coming across I also see if it's straighten these people out here this is great

Hera

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moonhpk · 4 years ago

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Moon’s Commander decks

((alright a list of decks she has so far (that I can name) and this is only commander because holy fuck she has so many decks whwat the fuck

( W (white), U (Blue), B (Black), R (Red), G (Green) )

Commander

Trostani (G/W) (Tokens | Life Gain and Token Multiply)

Brudiclad (U/R) (Tokens | Artifact and Token Multiply)

Yuriko (U/B) (Ninja tribal)

Kynaios and Tiro of Meletis (B/U/R/G) (Combination of Brudiclad and Trostani)

Ayula (G) (Bear (plus changeling) Tribal)

Goreclaw (G) (Big Ass Monsters)

Golos (WUBRG) (Tokens)

Golos (WUBRG) (Big Ass Giant Spells with a lot of ramp)

Braal (U) (Counterspell Tribal)

Kenrith (WUBRG) (Politics)

Meren (G/B) (Graveyard shenanigans)

Kalamax (G/U/R) (Spellslinger | Storm)

Tesya Karlov (W/B) (Tokens)

Omnath, Locus of Creation (R/G/W/U) (Landfall tribal)

Arabo (G/W) (Cat tribal | Token multiplier)

Rin and Seri (G/R/W) (Cat an Dog tribal | Token Multiplier)

Siona (G/W) (Enchantress)

Squee (R) (Voltron/ Equipment tribal)

Krenko (R) (Goblin Tribal)

Gisharth (R/G/W) (Dinosaur Tribal)

The First Sliver (WUBRG) (Sliver tribal) (this deck changes commanders a lot)

Depala (R/W) (Vehicle tribal)

Feather (R/W) (Spellslinger)

Fblthp (U) (Meme | artifacts | draw engine)

Urza, High Lord Artificer (U) (Artifacts)

Azami (U) (Wizard Tribal)

Marrow-Gnawer (B) (Rat Tribal)

Tinybones (B) (Discard)

Kess (U/B/R) (Spellslinger)

Gavi (U/B/R) (Cycling tribal)

Korvold (B/R/G) (Sacrifice)

Edgar Markov (R/W/B) (Vampire Tribal)

Syr Gwyn (R/W/B) (Knight / Equipment Tribal)

Yidris (U/B/R/G) (Eldrazi)

Kozilek (Colorless) (Eldrazi | Artifact)

Arixmethes (G/U) (Sea Creatures | Ramp | Counter Removal | this has deadeye and pargrine drake in this)

God Eternal Oketra (W) (Lockdown | Creature Tribal)

Sram (W) (Equipment | Aura | Vehicle tribal)

Kroxa (B/R) (Graveyard Shenanigans)

Raff Capashen (W/U) (Artifact Tribal | Counterspells)

Arcades the Strategist (W/U/G) (Defender / Wall tribal)

Phelddagrif (W/U/G) (Politics)

Aminatou (W/U/B) (Chaos. Fucking. Chaos)

Xyris (G/U/R) (Wheel)

Thrasios, Triton Hero // Tymna the Weaver (B/U/W/G) (Enchantment Tribal)

Saskia (B/R/G/W) (Infect Tribal)

Atraxa (G/W/U/B) (Horror Tribal)

Atraxa (G/W/U/B) (Profferiate)

Tazri (WUBRG) (Party (Wizard, Cleric, Rouge, Warrior))

Jhoria, Weatherlight Captain (U/R) (Historic (Artifact, Legendary Spells, and Sagas))

Will Kenrith // Rowan Kenrith (U/R) (Wizard tribal | Spell Slinger | Planeswalker)

The Locus God (U/R) (Draw Engine)

Geist of Saint Traft (U/W) (Spirit Tribal | Aura Tribal)

Alta Palani (R/W/G) (Egg | Creature Tribal |Tokens)

Giherd (R/G/W) (Creature Tribal | Tokens)

Admiral Beckett (R/U/B) (Pirate Tribal)

Tetsuko (U) (Small Creature Tribal)

Tetsuko (U) (Wheel)

Chulane (W/G/U) (Counterspell | Creature | This has Deadeye Navigator and Pergrine Drake in it)

Sisay, Weatherlight Captain (WUBRG) (Legendary)

Derevi (W/G/U) (Stax)

Illuna, Apex of Wishes (G/U/R) (Mutate)

Hogaak (G/B) (Dredge | Graveyard)

Torobran (R) (Burn)

Narset, Enlightened Master (R/U/W) (Extra Turns)

Child of Alara (WUBRG) (God | Devotion)

Kinnan (G/U) (Cantrips | Artifacts | Storm)

Yarok (B/G/U) (Energy Counters)

(despite it being banned) Lutri (R/U) (Spell Slinger) (she considers this a deck but never plays it)

#youare.mp3 (OOC)#hardcarry.mp3 (Ref)#((Ill do the other formats soon this took a lot out of me))

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peachiimilquetea · 4 years ago

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𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 boyfriend has never been too sexual of a guy... or so he thought

this authors note is gonna be a bit longer so bare with me pls. so this is the very first request im doing! woo! tysm to @m0chilattae for this request it was so good and i had a lot fun fleshing it out! this is also my first scenario so its not gonna be in my usually bulleted format. I hope you guys like it and please let me know if you have any preferences for legibility or anything like that!

length: 2.6k

contains: sub!bf x dom!reader, afab/fem!reader, light b0ndage, edging, teasing, use of baby boy, use of miss/mistress, light degradation (m!receiving), face sitting/ oral (mostly r! receiving), light overstimulation (m! receiving), 69 technically?, vibe play

“wow you didn’t even flinch,” you murmured

you and your boyfriend sat on the couch cuddled up together, the dim light from the tv softly reflected on your faces. this movie almost was unbearably long, but he had insisted you had to see it and so here you were almost an hour later.

“what?”

you pulled your eyes away from the screen to look at your boyfriend.

“this woman is getting some of the best dick of her life on screen and you didn’t even miss a beat,” you giggled.

you weren’t even trying to be funny. the actress on screen let out an exaggerated moan as the man in front of her practically plowed into her, almost to prove your point. the scene wasn’t really your cup of tea but even you were a bit affected, feeling heat prick your skin as you watched the sex scene unfold.

your boyfriend, however, seemed extremely disinterested.

“hey can we skip this scene?” he asked and you grabbed the remote to fast forward.

the rest of the movie went pretty well. your boyfriend made a pretty good choice for this week’s movie night, but you were more focused on what he said earlier.

“babe?”

“hm?”

“so that scene really didn’t make you feel anything? not even a little stomach flutter?”

“nope,” he said popping the p for emphasis, “its just not my thing i guess.”

it wasn’t a secret in your relationship that your boyfriend had a significantly lower sex drive than you did. it was a running joke among his friends and he was almost notorious for not really being too interested in the cultural narrative of traditional sex.

you didn’t hold it against him of course, you loved him all the same and he even got you some toys for the times that he just wasn’t feeling it, but something was always off about his apathy towards getting down and dirty with you. there was, however, one thing you had not tried yet.

you were a switch, but you had never tried to turn the tables on your boyfriend. it could be the missing piece you thought, as you cleaned up the living room. as he took the dishes to the kitchen to wash them you made the executive decision to test your running theory

“you know, i think we should try something later this week,” you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, hugging him from behind.

“yeah? something like what?” he turned off the water and sighed, leaning into your touch.

“hmmm its a surprise. but you do have to come up with a safeword for me.”

“ill think about it”

and thus your plan was set into motion.

on the days leading up to the finale of your master plan, you decided to start small with the teasing. you had never attempted to turn the tables on your boyfriend and you were extremely curious as to how things would go.

you had asked him to go out and pick up some things for dinner.

“im home!” he called and you directed him to the kitchen with his bags.

“i was just about to start cutting up veggies, so perfect timing babe. did you get the salmon i asked for?”

“yup! i got the last fillet.”

“good boy! you’re so helpful baby i was afraid there wouldn’t be any left”

your boyfriend paused mid-action as he processed what you had just said to him. he didn’t notice the way you were subtly taking note of how his face heated up slightly and how he began to fumble over his words just a little.

the pet name made his stomach do flips, but why was that? did he like that? he didn’t even know himself, but he pushed it down and continued to help you unpack the groceries and set up for your meal.

the second time you teased him was when he was doing some work for school. he had managed to give himself a huge papercut and came out of his room to find you for help.

“what the hell happened?” you gasped as you saw the state of his finger. he would live but you had no idea how he managed to do this with one sheet of paper.

“s’just a papercut but it stings like crazy. do you have a bandaid?”

you hurried to get him fixed up so he could get right back to work,

“you have to be more careful, baby boy, you only get 10 fingers,” you smiled at him, knowing your words would have an effect on him again.

he sputtered, whatever he was going to say becoming a jumbled mess in his mouth at the casual way you called him baby boy. it was so natural for you, and it sounded so so good to his ears.

“what?” he croaked out, desperately hoping you would repeat yourself.

“are you feeling ok? you’re looking a bit flushed, babe. i just said you need to be more careful, how much blood did you lose?”

“n-not too much,” he ran a hand through his hair to subtly calm himself down, “it was just a paper cut.”

“well ok, if you need anything else you know where to find me.”

the smile in your voice was a new kind of torture to him. he didn’t even know he could feel so hot all the time, let alone from words alone.

you, on the other hand, were growing more and more excited as the days passed. the build-up would make the end of the week that much sweeter and you were determined to make it good for him.

the end of the week couldn’t come fast enough for the two of you. your boyfriend had never been this horny in your life and you had never been so ready to help him out.

as you gently adjusted the restraints around his wrists he felt all sorts of anticipation bubbling in his stomach. he didn’t know what you had planned but he was almost itching to find out. so much for not being too interested.

“do you remember the safe word?” you asked, tugging the chain to check its security to the bed.

“yes,” he breathed.

“good.”

you left the room to collect yourself and to give yourself the element of surprise. you had to make this a performance, and a damn good one at that.

giving yourself one last look over in the mirror, you stepped back into the room and put on your dominant demeanor. it felt good to be back after such a long time.

“you know,” you started, circling your boyfriend on the bed, “i almost feel silly for not picking up on this sooner.”

your boyfriend said nothing verbally, but his eyes followed you like a starved animal, mind holding onto every word you said for dear life. his mouth was so dry and he was so turned on.

“its funny really, i never did anything because i didn’t want to scare you. isn’t that ironic, baby?” you mused out loud, “the one thing you wanted all along has been here the whole time.”

he finally found his voice, asking, “and what’s that?”

you came closer to him, hooking your leg around his other side and sitting on top of him. you teasingly rubbed your hands all over his chest and stomach, reveling in how he squirmed for you made such small and cute sounds.

“you wanted someone to take control.”

he screwed his eyes shut and let out a low “fuck” at your words as you rubbed over his nipples lightly. he stared at your tits, desperately wanting to grope you back but being stopped by his restraints.

he bucked in surprise when you pinched them, letting out a loud gasp and throwing his head to the side.

“awww, my baby boy is so sensitive,” you crooned and you swore you watched him die and go to heaven when you called him that.

“you like it when i call you a good boy?”

he groaned, nodding his head feverishly. you caressed his face and kissed him on the forehead, getting off his lap and getting out your box of toys from underneath the bed. it was time to really make him see stars

“as glad as i am that we’ve gotten to the root of your issue, you still need to be punished for not being truthful with me.”

“but _____ i didnt-”

“who?” you asked, voice turning icy in a split second, “you call me miss or mistress. do you understand?”

“yes miss,” he shivered.

“now, are you going to behave?” you asked, vibrator in hand.

he eyed the toy down but still nodded. you motioned for him to lift his hips up and got his pants off, leaving him in just his underwear strapped to your shared bed.

it was a sight you never thought you were going to see, so you savored it, drinking in his naked and flushed form, and really enjoying how antsy he got under your gaze. it was truly intoxicating.

“you always told me your sex drive was low, and yet here you are, practically keening at the thought of me using you like the toy you are. do you want me to touch you?”

he began to nod but you grabbed his jaw, making him look you in the eye, “use your words like a good boy.”

“yes mistress, i want you to touch me so bad”

“where do you want me to touch you?”

“o-on my c-chest and stomach. a-and on my… you know,” he mumbled shyly towards the end.

“you have to say it, baby boy,” you grinned pinching and twisting his nipples again. he cried out in surprise and pleasure.

“my cock! i want you to touch my cock! please miss!”

you smiled as he started to crack and looked down at where his dick strained in his underwear. his cock head was practically dripping, leaving him with a dark patch right on the front of his underwear. you hadn’t even properly touched him yet and he was almost cumming in his pants.

you pulled his briefs down, enjoying the view of his cock bouncing back up and hitting his lower stomach. grabbing it with some force, you started to stroke him, thumbing his slit to spread his precum around and use it like lube.

“we’ll have you get you a cock ring soon because this won’t do,” you said, making a fist for him to buck up into.

he was moaning pretty loud now, the loudest you’d ever heard him outside of receiving head. there was a familiar but searing heat blooming in your stomach but you pushed it down. right now the focus was on him.

turning on the vibrator, you concentrated it to the underside of his head. he let out a yelp, then a hiss and a whine as he felt the waves of pleasure crash over him.

“t-this- its too much! s’too much!”

you let it continue for a few seconds before turning the vibrator off and moving away from him.

you watched as your boyfriend fought against his restraints, bucking into the empty air for even a semblance of friction.

“i was on the edge! w-why did you stop?”

“you thought mistress was going to let you cum that easily? you’re working for this baby,” you stepped back up to him and grabbed his cock again, turning the vibrator to a higher setting than before.

back and forth you went edging the boy on the bed. as you teased him more and more, he became more restless, thrashing around more and really letting himself feel every stroke, change of pace, and new vibration.

after a while, you couldn’t take the pangs of white-hot need shooting through your abdomen so you decided to put him to good use. you turned the vibe off, leaving the poor boy at the edge and climbed back on top of him, scooting yourself over to where his face was.

his eyes widened as he looked up at you, realizing what you had planned for him in real time.

“do you think you can handle me sitting on your face?”

he audibly groaned, “yes mistress. i would love- mmmph!”

you cut him off by lowering yourself down on him, relishing in the relief of his tongue on your cunt. he moved in long and languid strokes at first, almost teasing, but then began to really eat as if his life depended on it, sucking on your cl!t and fucking you with his tongue.

you could feel your legs shaking as he went to town. you grabbed the headboard and unconsciously began to grind against his face, giving him little pockets of air now and then. you then got an amazing idea.

you completely dismounted off his face and turned around so you were facing his cock. he was still tied up very well, and he bucked his hips up at the view of your ass right in his face.

he lifted his head to take a bite out of it and you slapped his thigh, chuckling at how eager he was. he had earned the right to be a little bit playful at least.

“do you want me to make you cum? you’ve been a good boy so i think you’ve earned it.”

“yes yes! i wan- i want it more than anything- i-”

“but,” you grabbed his cock, “ you have to make me cum first.”

“i-i can do that,” he moaned and you lowered yourself onto him and let him take over. it felt so good you almost forgot that his cock was right there.

you pressed a few light kisses to the head and almost immediately came his muffled moans from being deep in your pussy. you were so close you just needed a little but more.

he sucked on you with vigor, finally tipping you over the edge with a harsh suck to your clit. you cried out and braced yourself on his thighs, riding out your orgasm all over his face. he groaned as he tried to keep up with you, licking up everything that gushed out with vigor and you spasmed in slight overstimulation as he cleaned you up.

“you’re such a good boy,” you sighed.

you flipped around once again, catching him in a searing kiss before sinking down on his cock without warning. you swallowed a garbled moan of his as you continued to kiss him and leave marks on his neck and chest, riding him slowly.

“miss, im not gonna last long at all,” he whimpered and you ran a hand through his hair to push it out of his face as you looked at him.

“that’s ok, baby boy. just let go”

two more strokes and he was cumming in you with a loud groan. his heavy breathing fanned your face as you continued past the threshold of pleasure he was prepared for.

“m-miss- i-ah! i finished- finished!” he babbled as you rode him into an overstimulated frenzy

“hurts-it hurts! please mistress no more!”

you finally slowed to a stop and let him just calm down inside you. after unsheathing him and taking off his restraints, you laid in your bed together in comfortable silence.

“what was that?” he asked and the both of you dissolved into post-coitus giggling.

“well i’ve always been a domme, but i never thought you would be into that kinda thing. you never seemed like you were into any kind of thing.”

“that is true. i just didn’t know i was into… that”

he sighed as you played with his hair, “well now that we know, we can do more. a lot more.”

he looked up at you with a lazy smile, “most definitely”

𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @kixa

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valentines | diluc [3]

A/n: good evening everyone!! I know this story is kinda a slow start to things, but dw reader is actually in this chapter lol. my plan is too write one more part, which would be the finale :) let me know how you guys are liking the series so far <33 I feel like Diluc is sooooo ooc, sawwy... AND I also can’t remember if the Dawn Winery is Diluc’s home, but pretend it is for this if it isn’t- anyways, enjoy and stay safe!!

Summary: the ever so stoic diluc thought he was being secretive when sending anonymous letters and gifts to you during the week of valentine’s day but turns out everyone in mondstadt knew it was him, though thankfully had tight enough lips to not spill the beans to you. kaeya is of no help, so you go seeking answers yourself.

Parings: Diluc/Fem! Reader (for my other mini-series, there will be some gn ones!)

Warnings: valentines (yes, I’m late, shoot me), fluff, Diluc and Kaeya have a mother (the only reason this is a warning, is cause she’s a mood and I love her), swearing

Word count: 4.5k (I’m so proud and happy with this chapter :))

The letters were vague at first and you usually received them early in the morning, at first there was one. But now there was more than one letter, sometimes Cecilia flowers and even little gifts in a delicately wrapped box along with them. You assumed the writer was a serious night owl to have prepared this all and had sent them when you were asleep, leaving them as a sort of gift for you to wake up to in the morning.

Though, originally, when you received the first handful of letters, you were creeped out, nervous for obvious reasons.

Who was this stranger sending letters of unworthy praise and admiration? Was their identity that much in danger, to have to be anonymous? And without an address as well...

The more you read his or her letters, you learned that over four days, they were no threat. They couldn’t have been. Whoever they were, most likely was a young teen, caught in the webs of affection for the very first time, nervous to dip their toes into confrontation out of fear of being rejected.

But the more you scanned the letters at night, reading them over like a series of detective novels, searching for any kind of clue, you realized this person was far too intelligent, smooth, and straight to the point, to be any kind of lovesick teen. That scenario, that possibility wasn’t possible in your mind.

The only thing that made them seem like a confused teen was the fact that they sounded lost within their feelings, although straight to the point it was hard to decipher exactly what they were saying. Their words were often hidden behind a thick wall of glass; you could see them, but it was hard to grasp exactly what they were, the true meaning of it all.

Was his or her adoration for you, really, truly love?

Was praising your skill too small of a thing to feel completely doused in love over?

You were never too sure.

letter one.

I know this may seem odd, coming from a stranger. But I can assure you I am not a creep of any kind. I can’t help but say, I admire your skills in battle; you’re a force to be reckoned with. Please accept these Cecilia’s, I hope they aren’t too much nor are you allergic.

Best wishes.

This was the very first letter you received. Something you solely took for another Knight who you unknowingly, until now, of course, caught the attention of. You assumed that they were just praising you because they wished to be like you, of course, you accepted it with open arms. Praise for such a low profiled Knight felt nice.

letter two.

Hello. I realized I never specified an address for you to possibly reply to my letters with. It completely slipped my mind, my apologies. If it isn’t too much of a hassle, you could leave your letters at Barbatos’ Statue and I could do so as well. I also realized that sending letters to your home may seem... very weird and unsettling. I am sincerely sorry, my intentions weren’t to scare you. I am no creep, I can assure you we are acquaintances. Though, I would prefer to keep my identity hidden for right now. I look forward to hearing from you.

Best wishes.

This letter was completely apologetic, its entire body and being were sincere you could tell. Yes, you would agree, the letters sent directly to your home were unsettling. But if they were an acquaintance and they had no ill intentions, you had no reason to panic.

letter three.

I received your letter and I’m very glad to hear you’re no longer panicked or creeped out. Those were never my intentions... I appreciate your willingness to communicate with me. It’s very kind and understanding of you. Also, to answer your question, I am a man. I hope that does not disappoint you... Looking forward to your next letter.

Best wishes.

You were happy to finally figure out more of who this anonymous person was, and knowing they were a man helped you learn more about who they could be. The list of suspects you were acquainted and or friends with, decreased significantly. You didn’t have many guy friends or acquaintances. You could only name a handful. Was he even amongst that handful? People had different meanings of friends and acquaintances after all...

letter four.

I know this may seem too early, we’ve only been properly conversing for a day or two. But, I would like to say you’re one of a kind and I found myself lost for words when writing to you. I hope you’re faring well. Please stay safe. I heard there was a pretty nasty bar fight last night that transitioned into a bloodbath in the streets. Lots of people are upset right now, politics I assume... Nonetheless, stay safe.

Best wishes.

He was right. You weren’t cleared for such information, but you had heard talk from some of your fellow Knights that there was a pretty bad bar fight that carried out into the streets late last night. Multiple people had ended up in the dungeons, some still walked the streets whispering their opinions on an ancient conspiracy, though, you were unsure of what that exactly meant.

Poison, sicknesses, and night terrors were a few of the most talked-about stressors for the fight. Who was to tell which ones were true though, if any. You assumed the truth was riddled in there somewhere though, it had to of been. Rumors often stemmed from an over extreme truth.

What an unfortunate thing to hear, especially the week of Valentine's day. A week of love, already filled with a bitter hatred, not a good start. Thankfully, you had the letters, they kept you hopeful. The other person on the receiving end could also feel hopeful, so you hoped. You just hoped the situation wasn’t the start of something worse brewing.

Sadly, you weren’t cleared to investigate like you had heard Captain Kaeya was; despite how curious and nosy you were. Unfortunately, you were stuck with paperwork and training the younger Knights; you enjoyed the latter. But those were your duties this week, you couldn’t afford to stray from them.

Hopefully, your anonymous admirer was alright and well.

You hated to admit it. But over the last five days, you had become smitten. Some say, love at first sight, was impossible, a silly tale told to hopeless romantics who would believe anything. For someone who was not one of those people easy to fall in love with, truthfully, you were starting to believe the tales.

This anonymous man was so kind, well versed with words, so well versed that they moved mountains. You know for sure they had moved your heart. He wasn't willing to share a simple thing; his name. But he’d practically told you his life story, thrown it into your palms easily. Though vague, it was enough to help you understand him better and feel ultimately closer.

You’d learned he was a well-known guy, and as much as he accepted and loved the attention sometimes, it was tiring and draining the majority of the time. He’d said he was a protector of Mondstadt, someone who deeply cared for the townspeople and they're well beings. He’d make any deal, cross any sea, walk through hell with his head held high, just to protect them. He was also a brother, though never specified if he was older or younger, you assumed he was older when he said that he had a very annoying brother; only an older sibling could understand another's annoyance caused by a younger sibling. You could blame personal experience from your time around the younger Knights. You felt like an older sister to a lot of them without that older mentor figure. They weren’t all annoying, but they could share similar qualities at times when they didn't pay attention or learn paperwork completion formats.

A name came to mind as he shared his vague life story.

Kaeya Alberich.

He was all of those things, except maybe for the last one. You knew Kaeya and Master Diluc were brothers, very close in age, but they weren’t blood-related, so twins were off the table; one was older than the other. Something was telling you it was the more flirtatious brother. He was the more outgoing of the two, spontaneous, he would surely be one behind the letters, right? But then wouldn’t he just approach you like normal? Hmmm. Maybe not. He did like to act mysterious, but maybe he was scared of rejection, who knows with Captain Kaeya. He was very hard to read. You couldn’t even tell half the time if he truly meant what he’d say when flirting with you or if he was just saying those things to tease you, maybe even make someone else jealous.

You were curious, so you decided to approach him. Corner the Captain and demand an answer. He’d have to give you one, you wouldn’t leave his side. So that’s what you did, after your duties had finished around five in the afternoon, you waited outside the Knights headquarters. Hopefully, you’d catch him going in and out sometime soon, it was growing late.

It was nearing six-thirty when you were getting ready to leave headquarters. Thinking, maybe this could wait tomorrow until you could catch the Captain at a reasonable time. But then he came strutting out of headquarters, his uncovered eye glistening with mischief, a smirk plastered on his handsome face.

“Captain Kaeya, a word?” You interjected stepping in front of the man, stopping him from bounding down the steps deeper into the city.

His face broke out in a grin, “Ah, Y/n! Nice to see you again, miss me did you?”

“Not hardly, Captain.” You said, hoping you wouldn’t get in trouble for practically back-talking your superior. Your own Captain would never let you hear the end of it, the blonde man was a strict one.

“You wound me,” The cryo user feigned pain. You could only chuckle nervously. “So, what is it you wanted to see me for?”

Your face heated up, burning like fire. “I have a question.”

“Shoot.” He said, hand going to rest sassily on his hip.

“Are you the one writing me letters?”

He laughed, sending waves of embarrassment through you. It shouldn’t have but now you felt stupid. Even if you held no romantic feelings for the Captain, he was way out of your league. He probably knew that.

“Me? You flatter me!”

“No... I mean it,” You stated. “Is it you?”

His face turned serious. “Sadly, not.”

You huffed, heart, dropping to the floor. “Damn it,” You muttered, moving to sit on the stone steps of the Knights headquarters. Kaeya stayed standing, shadow blanketing over you, oddly silent. No flirtatious rebuttal, nothing, just silence. Odd.

“You know something I don’t, I know you do.” You said, head hanging low. He laughed again. So, you were right.

“Of course, beautiful, I know a lot of things you don’t.” He taunted, eye dripping in mischief.

“Very funny, Captain.” This wasn’t very funny, not at all. You weren’t laughing.

Suddenly, the Captain spoke up, “Speak to Diluc, I’m sure he knows, he has a very keen eye.”

Master Diluc? Wine tycoon Diluc? What did he have to do with this? He was always off doing his own thing, was it possible he knew anything at all?

“Master Diluc?”

“That’s what I said, yes.”

“You think he’d know who this person is?” You wondered.

“Like I, he knows about lots of things, one being people.”

“Captain, I don’t like games, please just tell me.” You pleaded, eyes meeting his singular visible one.

“When you beg, it’s cute,” He said catching you off guard. “See Diluc, he’ll know.” With that, he turned around and began walking off.

“Wait!” You abruptly stood. “Do you know where I can find him?”

“Dawn Winery.” You nearly froze on the spot.

Dawn Winery? Wasn’t that Master Diluc’s residence? You possibly couldn’t, not at this hour either. Archons no...

“I’m sorry,” You hurriedly followed after the retreating figure. “I can’t possibly go there at this hour.”

“And why not?”

“Umm, Captain obvious, it seems inappropriate! People would think I’m going for other intentions!” Oh, if news got out that you went to Master Diluc’s residence late in the afternoon, and people assumed you had other intentions, this would surely be the end of you.

“But you’re not and you know that,” He said. “Are you always such a rule follower and strung up? Archons, you’re Diluc, but a girl version...” He commented.

He did have a point, but if someone saw a young woman entering the Dawn Winery of a bachelor late in the afternoon, suspicion would rise. It’s very conspicuous.

“Yes but-”

“Toodles, beautiful!” You stood still like a statue of ice, heart racing.

“Bastard...”

Against better judgment, you ended up making the short walk to the Dawn Winery. You were hesitant to knock on the large doors though. Scared shitless, beyond nervous, only thinking what would others think? What would Master Diluc think? He’d probably shut the door on your face, leaving you like a frazzled idiot.

You probably stood pacing outside for fifteen minutes, before mustering up the courage to knock on the door. But you never got the chance, because you saw a woman with brown hair and a few gray strands peeking out of one of the first-floor windows. She had a small smile on her delicate face as she watched you. How long had she been there for...?

Your heart dropped the minute you’d been caught pacing, leaving you standing frozen. Eventually, the woman disappeared from the window, leaving you confused. But then the door whipped open with a gentle force and there she stood.

She was a taller, slender woman with broad shoulders, wearing a simple dark green blouse black pants, black heeled boots with golden vine details were on her feet, making her even taller. If it weren’t for the gentle smile she gave you, she would’ve looked terrifying.

“I saw you pacing outside for a while, I figured you’d muster up the courage to knock eventually.” She said without introduction.

Oh my... was this Master Diluc and Kaeya’s mother... She didn’t look like either of them, but who knows. You wanted to die, that’s for sure.

“I’m so sorry Miss,” You apologized. “I was just-”

“No worries!” She cheered, hands clasping tightly together. “Which one of my boys are you here for?”

So, she was their mother? Oh my... You shouldn’t have come like this, no not now.

“Master Diluc...” You whispered nervously. Her smile only brightened, she was happy to hear that.

“Ah I see, are his girlfriend?” Your chest wanted to explode.

“What?! No! I just, have a question for him...” You practically shrunk under her grey steel gaze and for that, began backing away from the intimidating, yet a kind woman. You were hoping to put some distance in between you two, but she moved along with you. “It’s not of importance to be here so late, I just- Kaeya sent me here and-”

“Ah I see, that one is trouble, I’m sorry you had to deal with him...” She seemed visibly distressed by the mention of the Cavalry Captain. You could relate.

“It’s no problem, ma’am.” You reassured.

“Are you a Knight?” She suddenly asked, still no proper introduction.

You nodded your head, her smile widened and brightened.

“A respectable woman you are,” She praised. “And you’re beautiful? If one of my boys don’t marry you right now-” She carried on, you nearly choked on your saliva. “I’m sorry, I get carried away sometimes, I forgot to introduce myself!”

“My name is Victoria.” Finally, you thought. A name to fit her face.

“Are you the boys' mother?” You suddenly asked. Manners, you reminded yourself. Remember to have manners and keep your curiosity to yourself.

“Archons no!” She announced loudly, you jumped. “I’m a family friend of Diluc’s mother. You see, the boys were quite young when she passed, and they needed someone to help look after them, Master Crepus was quite a busy man. I stepped up and became a mother figure.”

“Ahh, I see,” You nodded. “I salute you for being able to help raise such gentlemen, must’ve been hard...”

She laughed, “Not entirely, at first yes, but then it came naturally,”

“Where are my manners!” She suddenly exclaimed, grabbing your hand. “Come in! Diluc will be arriving soon, he’s out taking care of business.” With that, she dragged you into the mansion.

The door slammed with a loud bang, and Victoria began walking through the downstairs level, almost excitedly.

“Oh, um, thank you, ma’am.” You bowed your head in respect, watching confusedly as she disappeared into a hallway, before returning with a bottle of wine.

“A drink?” She offered, showing off a bottle of wine, that just so happened to be the Ragnvindr’s specialty.

“No, thank you, ma’am. I’m afraid I have an early morning tomorrow, a hangover would be a troubling start to my day.”

“Very good decision.” She praised, scrambling out of the room to look for what you assumed was a glass for her wine, leaving you once again alone.

Glancing around the main entrance, you were left staring at very few portraits on the wall, framed maps, and personal memorabilia. One thing that stood out to you the most, a black insignia with a star and white skull, a Pirate insignia...

“A pirate insignia?” You whispered to yourself, confused. Captain Kaeya always told stories of pirates, his grandfather being one specifically. You always assumed he was lying... He wasn't. Maybe you should take back your disbelief in him.

“That’s mine,” Victoria announced proudly, making herself known again. You jumped, startled, before turning to face the beautiful woman. She returned with a glass-like you thought she would and nearly emptied the entire wine bottle into it, cherry red contents filling to the brim.

You retract your statement about Captain Kaeya, he was still a fibber.

“You were a pirate?” You asked, astonishment bubbling in your chest. You had so many questions for her, you secretly hoped Diluc would take even longer, just so you could listen to her stories.

Victoria hummed, plopping onto a cherry red armchair, you still stood.

”Badass...” You whispered to yourself, taking a seat on the nearby loveseat.

”Thank you.” She beamed.

“In my younger years of course. I haven’t been on a Pirate ship in a while. I haven’t seen my crew in years, either...” She reminisced.

“You can’t be a day over thirty-five,” She smiled at your praise. “Why did you give it up? Being a Pirate, though uncertain at times, seems like loads of fun, filled with adventure.” She shrugged, taking a sip of her drink.

“The boys lost their mother around the ages of eleven or twelve and I had just returned from months at sea,” She began. “They had run away from home to get into mischief when they met me at the gates; I think they’d been cooped at home for a while, they were grieving still....”

“Kaeya was excited to see my crew return home, infatuated with our stories. He clung to me for hours, with so many questions. Diluc on the other hand was just happy to finally not be bothered by his little brother,”

Little brother? Kaeya? Wait did that mean-

“Master Crepus found them after he’d come searching, they’d been missing for hours and he was worried for obvious reasons. He attempted to take them home, Diluc was willing, Kaeya though clung to me. So, Master Crepus offered me a slower-paced life, looking after the boys and help keep them in check,” She continued, a smile on her face. “I agreed. They looked like they had gone through a lot and needed a mother figure. I was more than happy to look after them, I’d never had kids.” She ended her story there, swishing the red contents in her cup.

“I guess that's the answer to your question,”

“I was busy being a mother.” You smiled. Her story was inspiring, she was filled with pride despite leaving something she enjoyed behind, you could tell.

Leaning forward in your seat, you admitted, “You’re very admirable, I admire your drive to raise the boys. You’re an amazing woman and mother.”

“Thank you,” She blushed. “There is no perfect woman, no perfect mother, but your admiration for me is very telling, you share my qualities. If I’m as amazing as you say, you’d be an equally amazing mother to your own children.” Your face warmed at her compliment.

“I’ve never thought about having children before... But, thank you.” She nodded, raising her glass in salute, before throwing the contents into the back of her throat.

“A young girl such as yourself, curious, strong, loyal- You should accompany me one day if I ever find myself returning to swashbuckling adventures,”

“You’d be a great second mate.” The brunette admitted, sharp eyebrows wiggling with excitement. Was she hinting, no, offering for you to join her?

“I’m flattered. But I’m not so sure it would be right of a Knight to suddenly turn into a Pirate,” You giggled, she joined in. “No offense.”

“None was taken, sweetheart! I can understand. A Pirate would never think to become a Knight,” She explained. “Two different worlds, different rules, loyalties, and such.”

The silence was deafening, but you had so many questions for the woman. Would she ever return to swashbuckling? Had she ever had any cool encounters? Did she feel like a badass? Archons, so many questions, very little time.

“I believe I never caught your name, how rude and selfish of me.’ What’s your name beautiful?”

“Y/n Y/l/n, ma’am.” You said proudly.

She smiled, “A pretty name for a pretty girl.” She praised, steel-gray eyes glistening like the stars.

The door closing loudly caught your attention immediately, you stiffened on the spot.

Master Diluc...

“Oh!” Victoria exclaimed, standing to her feet. “Diluc has arrived, my my, we talked for a long time,” Retreating towards the door, all you could hear were her heeled boots thumping against the wooden floorboards, matching the thumps of your beating heart surely. You watched uncomfortably as she helped the wine tycoon shrug his jacket off, poking fun at him every now and then. You could see by the way he tried to brush her off that he was flustered, he still hadn't seen you though, Victoria was persistent in her pestering; a mother's love, am I right?

“Diluc,” she started, voice echoing and bouncing off into the walls, traveling into the living room. “A beautiful, intelligent woman is here to see you. She says it’s not of importance, but with a woman of her beauty and admiration, you’ll make this the most important day in your life!” With that, her boots moving could be heard again and she was suddenly in the living room, a huge smile on her face, standing behind the loveseat you were sitting uncomfortably in.

Another pair of boots could be heard, a heavier set this time, a jingling was heard as well, maybe keys? You weren’t sure...

“Mother-” The tall man shut his mouth immediately as soon as he’d set his eyes on your figure. “Oh,” He approached, continuously looking between Victoria and you, probably wondering what the hell was going on.

“Miss Y/n,” He bowed his head respectively, though you were confused. You should be doing that instead, he was your superior in more ways than one. Standing to your feet, nearly tripping as well, you decided to greet him the same way, remembering your manners in your starstruck state. You couldn’t tell if it was from Victoria's story or the fact that Master Diluc was standing in front of you. Probably both. “W-what’re you doing here?” Master Diluc a stuttering mess? What an uncharacteristically shocking sight...

A slap sounded throughout the room, Victoria’s hand making contact with Diluc’s shoulder, ushering him forward, that’s what it was. “Diluc stop stuttering! Why are you suddenly flustered, huh?!” She exclaimed loudly, her son just stared at her embarrassed. Face turning shades of red. You giggled to yourself quietly.

“Mother!”

“Sorry!” Her hands waved out in front of you, various gold dangling bracelets and chains on her wrists making a jingling sound. “I should be going now,” Te brunette then turned to you, taking your hands in her slender ones. “After talking to this eye-opening Knight, I think I should write to a few of my old comrades.” You smiled happily, hands squeezing hers gently. She was staring at you with pride as a mother would to their daughter.

“Goodnight Y/n. I hope to see you again soon,” She waved you off, moving towards the stairs. “Come find me when you’re ready to leave behind those Knightly duties and join me for a voyage at sea, I’d love to show you my ship one day.” She beamed.

You nodded, seriously considering her offer. You hoped you as well would see her again, rather sooner than later. She was great company. You loved her deafening presence, an admirable woman she was. “Good night, ma’am.”

As soon as she was gone up the stairs, Diluc awkwardly turned to face you.

”She asked you to join her on her voyages I see.” He stated, trying to spark conversation. You nodded, fingers fiddling.

“Ya know, I’m considering that offer. It sounds fun.” You teased with a shrug, voice filled with sincerity.

Master Diluc sent you a soft smile, “Yes. Life at sea does sound quite tiring, but I’m sure the adventures are worth it.”

“Agreed.”

Another deafening silence, Diluc looked like he wanted to say something.

“Can I get you anything? Wine, tea, juice...”

Not that though... You couldn’t help but giggle at the last part, he blushed.

“Maybe next time, I’d love to be graced with your mother's presence again, maybe hear a few stories.”

“I’m sure she’d love that. Mother has many to tell.” He admitted with a proud smile,

You couldn’t wait to hear those stories truthfully, so entranced. You had never faced adventures quite like Victoria, never had even considered it, now you were though. Curse Victoria and her entrancement, though not literally, you held too much admiration for the woman to ever wish ill on her.

”So, what can I do for you?” Diluc suddenly asked.

”Oh right!” You were left flustered. So wrapped up in your conversation, you had completely forgotten what you had come here for. Archons, what the hell.

“I had a question, but-”

You paused.

Diluc’s eyebrows raised. “Yes?” He seemed to be hanging onto your every word. He was waiting for an answer for a long time. It seems he’d have to wait even longer...

“...I seemed to have forgotten.”

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arknights-imagines · 4 years ago

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GOD that mostima post had me FEELING things. I'm glad I'm not the only one who appreciates mostima a lot wahhh ; v ; i was wondering if maybe you could do a mostima/doctor after their established relationship when one of them has got injured or smth? :o I feel like with her belief that she can't hold warmth having to provide it in a dire situation would be an interesting challenge for mostima, and likewise being on the receiving end of it in a situation like that too for her!!

(It's good to be back!!! 😭🥳)

Aaaa tysm anon! 😭🥺 I'm glad you like my stuff on Mostima haha 👉👈 tbh she's grown a lot on me since I've started this blog!! 💕 She's very underappreciated 🥺 Anywho, thanks for the request and I hope I did Mostima justice here~ 🌸

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Easing Worry

Imagine format; no fixed perspective!

Contains: Mostima, reader as the Doctor, gender neutral Doctor/no gender mentioned, established relationship, a few background characters, very brief mentions of an explosions and injuries, fluff with the tiniest bit of angst, Mostima having to deal with her emotions 👉👈

Word count: just over 2k!

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“Mostima, come in! Mostima!!”

Static was all that came in reply despite the amount of times you called out into the communications link. Frustrated, you sighed sharply and watched the blink of the Caster’s tracker on the map of the ruins displayed on the screen before yourself, Amiya and Texas.

Mostima had been dispatched on an Operation to some old city ruins in Kazedel for a Mission; Unfortunately, you couldn’t accompany the Squad she was sent out with, and thanks to her lone wolf nature the Caster strayed from the other Operators who were with her. She must’ve run into trouble soon after, because when you had tried advising her to return to her Squad members through the comms-link, all that came in reply was a commotion and then silence.

“...That’s not good.” Texas’ tone wasn't very telling, but her furrowed brows and tight jaw read unease. From beside you, Amiya spoke up, “Doctor, what would you like to do?”

Mostima’s tracker was still active, which meant she must’ve been alive - still, the pit of worry in your stomach didn't fade in the slightest. When you didn't reply, Amiya decided to take the lead, “We should wait a little while longer. Maybe Ms. Mostima will get back to us…”

You had your rapt attention on the screen before you, and so when no protest from you came, everyone did as Amiya said. Even after some time passed, the tracker didn't move and nothing came through the communications link.

From her spot at another console nearby, Closure huffed loudly, “...our drones can't find her.” When you turned to look at her, she went on, “Doctor, Mostima is definitely alive down there but… we can't see her from up here, and I have no idea what happened.”

Your stomach dropped to the floor and you fell silent; within seconds the worry began eating at your insides, soon creating a suffocating tension around your heart. The thought of something happening to Mostima made you feel ill - more ill than any sickness had ever made you feel.

Amiya spoke in your place again, “P-Perhaps we should send someone. I’ll call one of our other Operators and we can create a plan-” “No, I’ll go.” Everyone's heads snapped to you right away, their faces filled with consternation and slight surprise. As was expected, Amiya shook her head right away, “Doctor, it isn't safe down there-” Though difficult, you shook your head and replied as calmly as you can manage; if it wasn't safe for you, then Mostima was in grave danger and needed to be extracted right away.

Amiya seemed conflicted - however, everyone was well aware of how much Mostima meant to you, and how much you meant to her. Your relationship was common knowledge around Rhodes Island by that point. And so, though she was worried for your safety, the Chimera nodded and stepped in front of the map displayed on the screen to take your place, “Alright, got it. I trust you, Doctor - bring Ms. Mostima back safe and sound!”

Not wishing to waste any time, you began heading straight towards the door of the aircraft; your heart pounded almost deafeningly in your ears as you outfitted yourself with proper protective care and a parachute. Closure opened the aircraft door, and you stepped close to the edge with one thought in your mind;

‘Please be okay, Mostima.’

…

The expanse of ruined land was silent; the heavy scent of sulfur and ash was carried in the air, and the dust from the building collapse was only just settling. Convinced that they had successfully killed any threat, the Reunion soldiers took their leave - the aircraft that was hovering over them couldn't mean good news on their end.

Unable to move, Mostima groaned quietly - she had only just regained consciousness, what happened? She didn't quite remember right then. Some sort of heavy weight is putting pressure on her whole body, especially her legs and chest. As she attempted to open her eyes, pain spread throughout her skull like a flood and forced her to screw them shut again. Somewhat paralyzed under whatever was holding her down, the Caster stayed lying on the ground, taking in shallow breaths.

When her ears began to stop ringing, the sound of footsteps followed by a voice calling her name caused Mostima to snap back into reality once more. ‘....Doctor?’; That was right, she was on an Operation you assigned her to, but something had gone wrong along the way. Had you come looking for her?

Finally, she found her strength; it wasn't much, however. Wincing as she moved her body, the Caster lifted her arms and began forcing up the rubble that was pinning her form down as best she could. Your voice tore through the air again - “Mostima!” - and your quickened footsteps neared her. You assisted her in lifting the remnants of the exploded building off her body, insisting that she tried to move as little as possible as you removed the rest of the rubble from her body.

Moaning a little in pain, Mostima shakily shifted her body until she was sat with her back against one of the pieces of debris you had helped lift off her. With the adrenaline now gone, pain began filling her body in so many places that even breathing began to sting; and yet, when you had given your attention to her, her usual soft smile played on the Caster’s lips.

You knelt beside her right away, hands hovering over her form, “Mostima, are you okay?” Grinning still, she managed a nod, “Doctor, hello to you too…” Though she tried, she was unable to bite back the pained wince she made as she lifted her arm to wave at you. Your eyebrows knitted together and your face twisted in a frown - and yet Mostima was smiling at you still.

“What happened?” Your hand had come to cup her cheek, but she shook her head before her fingers could rest on her skin; no matter how much time you two spent together, it seemed her instinct was still to reject any affection you wished to give her. Avoiding your gaze, she began to explain, “During the Operation, the Squad got ambushed. Hm, our guys were actually doing well, we had almost taken care of all of them.” A small sigh bridged her sentences, “But just as things were wrapping up, I saw a few of the Reunion trying to make an escape. I figured that was no good, so I went after them...haha, I guess I walked right into their trap, because the next thing I knew I was under all that rubble.”

While she had been talking, your hands were pressing and running over parts of her body checking for injuries; something seemed to be impeding your thoughts, however, because though you were supposed to be scanning for wounds, your eyes were staring at the ground. Were you upset?

Hoping to lighten the mood, Mostima spoke once again, This time a strained laugh left her, “Ahaha...sorry, I still really don’t get this whole ‘teamwork’ thing.” Immediately, you shook your head, “No… don’t worry, I’m not mad.” She lifted a bow at you.

Your eyes finally looked up from the ground and you reached into the bag you were carrying, unearthing bandages and a clean cloth. The Caster fell quiet as she allowed you to cover the scrapes and cuts on her arms - your touch was so gentle, you touched her as if she was made of precious glass. You took the cloth in your hand then lifted it to her face; this time, however, Mostima didn't shake you off or pull away. Instead, she met your gaze - and what she saw caused her heart to ache.

Your face was riven with worry, only some relief was on your features - probably due to the fact that she was still alive. Mostima’s calm grin faltered, “Doctor….” In all honesty, seeing you so worried over her caused the Caster more pain than any of her injuries did; this wasn't her intention, she didn't mean to panic you to the point that you came down to look for her.

She wasn't used to this, you were both acutely aware of that. Mostima worked alone, Mostima dealt with things alone; before you, every person she held dear was someone she also ended up pushing away. Close bonds - she didn't need them, the Caster told herself, there was no need for them in her line of work. And so she was never raring to work with others, and people she had relationships with barely ever saw her anymore.

But with you, her usual method of pushing away until the other person gave up didn't work. And soon, thanks to your persistence, warmth began blooming in her heart - and she was helpless to stop it.

Unfortunately, Mostima was just as helpless when it came to expressing all the warmth she held for you in her heart. You caused emotions she contended with, and so her first instinct was to pull away or push you back; and that usually just left both of you feeling hurt. The Caster didn't believe in her capacity to encompass love or warmth - but you did.

Finally, Mostima found her voice once more, “Doctor...angel.” She corrected herself, instead using the nickname you rarely ever heard from her. It was mushy, cheesy - and yet butterflies filled your stomach every time she used it. Once she was sure she had your attention, the Caster spoke, trying her absolute best and allowing all of her words to come from her heart, “I’m sorry, I know I must’ve scared you really bad. I didn't mean...to worry you.”

Your face softened at her words; placing the cloth down, your hand found its way to hers. When she interlaced her fingers with your own, you smiled gently. Relieved to see you more at ease, Mostima squeezed your hand as best she could considering her loss of strength before continuing, “Unfortunately - in case you haven't noticed - I’m terrible at this. Haha…you’re really unlucky to have fallen in love with someone like me. I push people away, I push everyone away.” Her smile had gone, and now her face was filled with serious, genuine sincerity. “But I don’t want you to go away, you’re the first person in a long time who I’ve wanted to stay with. And I know I’m not good at showing it…”

Gathering some of her strength, the Caster shut her eyes as she lifted your hand to her lips and placed a gentle kiss on your fingers. “But my dear Doctor, my sweet angel - I care so much about you. Actually, scratch that... I love you, I love you so much.” And she trailed off, relaxing with her lips on your hand and losing herself in the moment for just a second or two.

It felt indescribably warm to just shut her eyes and pretend it was just you and her in the entirety of Terra. While it was hard to take down all her walls, it was so much better than deflecting your affections and was worth it for the way her heart grew in her chest as she allowed herself and you to be compassionate towards one another.

When your hand moved to cup her cheek, Mostima leaned into your touch rather than pulling away. When her eyes fluttered open, her gaze fell upon your effusive smile; “I love you too, Mostima. I promise I’m not going anywhere, no matter what.” Your words prompted her to chime with a light laugh, “Hehe, I guess there’s no getting rid of you, huh~?” You shook your head in reply - when your grin widened, she couldn't help but mirror the expression.

Facial features softening and becoming sincere, she left another kiss on the inside of your palm, “I’ve never had anyone like you...Sorry if I’m not always cooperative. Thanks for looking after me, Doctor.” A warm, passionate grin came to your face as you replied, “Always, Mostima.”

The area that surrounded the two of you was in a ruinous state, that same heavy scent still hung in the air and injuries were still littered all over Mostima’s body. And yet; upon seeing your smile, her body filled with a heartened feeling.

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thotsforvillainrights · 2 years ago

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Hello!! I was hoping if match-ups are still open, I'd love to give it a shot! ⭐ I'd say it's a little tricky to describe who I am since I'm very used to just taking to heart how other people describe me- usually people say I'm very bubbly, outgoing and extroverted and while I do have a very long social battery I only like spending a lot of time with close friends and families and I don't like going out of my way of switching up my routine. I would also say I'm not adventurous on my own since that stresses me out. I'm SHORT (4'11") and I dress VERY femininely and it's very easy for anyone to spot me because they see a pink/pastel blob approaching from the distance. I always love wearing bralettes and skirts and glittery make up. Also I'm not very self-aware of my body ONCE I'm out and oh man there's been a lot of times where my skirt was blowing or my shirts ruffled. My friends (or strangers) always have to let me know about fixing that whoopsies. So if there was a bimbo element to me it'd be that. In my free time I focus mostly on drawing and creative writing, I also like focusing a lot on listening to my music and creating playlists or reading poetry. I also like rotating my hobbies with crafts, I like making jewellery, sewing clothes, etc. and I'm also a very generous gift giver for my loved ones and I always try to add a handmade element to gifts every year. In terms of my background, I'm (almost) done my bachelors degree in Communications and I major in a specialty program that focuses on humanitarianism with digital design, I also took a couple of background courses on psychology (focusing on mental illness, neurodivergence and theories of personality) to help out what I need to know in my program. I've also spent a long internship on helping out with some non-profit organizations and learnt a lot there. I often find myself around a lot of 'introverted' people and I like being around those that are strong conversationalists, I like speculating about the world and thinking about niche things in detail. I also like trying to put in my best effort to help improve the lives of my loved ones and I want to see them flourish (unfortunately it does take out a lot of my social battery than I realize). If I had to put myself as a civilian IN the MHA world, I'd be someone that's awfully perceptive on how hero society has failed a lot of vulnerable people and that there's this large misunderstanding (and lack of support) for villains and why they do the things that they do. I'm heavily concerned how that doesn't seem to be changing any time soon and it results in ME feeling like I should be doing something about that instead. I guess I have a natural yearning and calling to help those that don't have a good support system because I know what it's like to feel at rock bottom, as I grew up with anxiety and depression (luckily I know how to take care of myself now and how to handle that). Despite all that, I feel a lot of people describe me as someone that's optimistic and it helps push them forward. Hmmm I guess some other things about me is that I do have a decently big friend group where my girls are pretty protective of me since they kNOW I'm inclined to find the most emotionally-damaged blorbo ever. If I ever had to introduce my partner to them, they'll tear them to shreds (in a good way) but oh man are my friends sassy. hgoiwehgew sorry I realized I went on a tangent there, anyways thanks in advance if you get to this question! I also love reading all the match ups you've already done for everyone they're fantastic :))))

(I really appreciate the love from everyone that gets these. It’s me that should be thanking ya’ll instead haha. Sometimes I feel they’re a little repetitive in their format so it does my anxiety good to know I’m still making people happy with the content haha)

Match-Up #10

-I match you with Jin Bubaigawara-

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-Every time without fail you were going to see this man at the same time on the same days during the week. You met him at your favorite corner store (and likely the only store in the city that held a special snack you discovered by accident when you stopped in there one faithful day. Well you suppose it must be his favorite store too right? The man that came in here to buy his cigarettes. One day you ended up talking to each other. Your hand reached to grab the last snack from the shelf and bumped into his hand lightly. “Huh?” He paused and pulled his hand back before looking at you for a second. “Ah, my bad. You eat these things too?” He asked as he reached to grab the pack off the shelf and hand it to you. “Don’t blame yah. These things are damn good. Caught them by accident last weekend when I was hungry and bored.” He spoke to you. “Oh uh yeah...these are really good. I didn’t know you liked these. I see you a lot and usually you’re buying a pack of those smokes back there behind the counter. I’ve never seen you grab anything else before.” You smirked at him and he chuckled. “Yeah, that’s because you haven’t seen me at night. The names Jin by the way. Jin Bubaigawara. And you?” He reached out to shake your hand. “Y/N.” The two of you ended up sitting at one of the tables outside of the store and chatting with each other. To him you seemed a lot more energetic about stuff than he’d be himself. It was a little funny (and cute) watching and listening to you go on and on. Eventually you two became rather good friends with each other.

-He admitted he liked being around you. He knew it was a big deal when you offered to hang out since it was a switch in your routine you’d otherwise ignored had it not been for him. Often times the two of you would just meet up to talk around some pond or lake somewhere or maybe even just sitting in his car in the parking lot and listening to music while munching on snacks together. Other times he’d be over at your place doing his own thing while you worked on art or writing. Sometimes the two of you would call-in for dinner and watch some dumb show on your couch (or mostly on a blanket pile on the living room floor. At first he was comfortable being just friends with you. He felt like there was a protective aspect to it somewhere. Sometimes he’d have to fix your clothes riding up in public and he got genuinely angry if some asshole tried to holler (hit on you). He became rather defensive of you, often waiting for the day to knock some loud mouth out if they commented on your height or your cutesy fashion sense compared to him. Probably about a week or two after your last hang-out session he was tossing and turning in his sleep. He woke up with a start and realized that he had feelings for you. After a wild argument with himself he finally decided to confess to you over text message. You read the message and didn’t send anything back. He was devastated until the next day when you showed up at his door with a handmade bracelet just for him. You accepted his feelings and he was over the moon after that!

-Although he can tend to be a little odd sometimes it was still really nice being with him. Dating him was like dating two (or maybe even three) different people at a time all in one body. Sometimes he was introverted, quiet and hard to read. You could never know what he was thinking as he stood by the window smoking and staring at the birds making a nest in the tree nearby. Even if he was quiet, you still knew you could talk to him and he’s quickly respond back. Other times he was all over the place, bouncing with excited and talking off the walls about different things here and there. Then came the more interesting conversations he had when his personalities seemed to be at debate. Those were rather funny to witness when he was in a good mood of course lol.

-He liked who he was when he was with you. You listened to his gripes and complaints about how society has treated him. You went as far as to offer your help in the League movement but you know he wasn’t going for that! You responded to him like he was a person and not just some filthy villain on the streets. You treated him with such kindness that his heart felt like it would swell and burst at the seams any minute now. You read poetry to him, sewed up his ratty and tattered clothes, loved him in all the ways he didn’t know he needed or that he thought he didn’t deserve. He tried his best to return the favor. He was affectionate with you (all of him), and he supported you even on your worst days. Sometimes if you maybe come home stressed or tired from your school or work he tends to communicate with tight hugs that take your breath away. He also makes sure to motivate you to continue your studies till the finish line, but he won’t put down on you if you EVER needed to take a break between then too.

-The only thing he has a rough time with at first is meeting your friends. He’s not angry or sensitive, but somewhere oddly in between. You take him to meet them at first when he’s mostly...himself. No mask or anything on his face. He can handle it for the majority of the lunch date but he definitely has a hard time understanding the vibes they put off. “Do they hate me or not???” He questions you later that evening when you get home and you just laugh before reassuring him. The next time he meet them is when he’s more energetic and bubbly. Maybe then he does a little better with the sass. He can give it back 10 times better and he also takes jokes very well too. Lucky you to have a guy like this at your side!

#match up

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phoenixyfriend · 4 years ago

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The Naruto/Frozen Crossover

So I was planning on just doing an image ID thing for this post, but apparently the formatting on desktop is such a mess that it’s easier to just make a new post that’s text only. I can also like. Bulletpoint it so that it can be a little neater. All ideas were made with @firebirdeternal‘s help, because they are the most efficient enabler I have.

Also I added some bits at the end.

Under a cut, because it’s Long As Heck.

I originally had two options: either Mid-teens Elsa and Anna being transported to ninja land sometime pre-canon and running into Haku and Zabuza... or just like. Born as a Daimyou's daughters.

Spoiler alert, we’ve got nukenin and I’m a sucker for an intrusive crossover, so transported to ninja land it is.

Suggestion from Birdie:

Mechanism for crossover: Elsa ices over a Wishing Well by accident after having Wished for someone else who understood her, Anna and her fall in and get Ice Mirror Portaled to Ninjaland, falling out of an iced over pond near a shrine that Haku recently prayed at for similar lonely child reasons?

Which I like! They don’t end up there soon enough to run into Haku, because I want a dramatic chase first, but I like it.

Obviously, Anna is forced to learn about Elsa's powers because it's the only thing keeping them safe

Or at least alive

(Elsa will do ANYTHING to keep Anna safe, and if that means she has to get her hands dirty...)

...neither of them knows Japanese, so, you know. There’s that.

I'm thinking that they end up in/near Kiri at first

And they aren't FAST ENOUGH to get away so Elsa panic-enchants a giant reindeer made of snow to run away across the suddenly-frozen ocean.

She and Anna have to ride and Elsa is probably crying the whole time.

Oh shit this is like. RIGHT after their parents die, I forgot. So that’s a thing! They are in mourning and all that fun stuff.

Point is, they use the powers for a Self Defense thing and BBY Haku is just !!! "Master can we rescue them for Ice Cousin reasons?" Zabuza: Yes, and only for those practical reasons and not because I collect endangered children like people collect pokemon cards.

I imagine that maybe they track rumors of a Yuki-onna down, or the Giant Snow Reindeer rides by and Haku’s just like Wat

The girls just tag along with Zabuza because. Like.

Do they like him? No. Do they trust him? No. Do they enjoy the fact that he considers them pathetic civilians? No.

However, Haku is Baby.

Zabuza is REALLY annoyed at them being Useless Civilian Royals “but Haku likes them so I guess they can stay.”

Age at meeting, three years pre-canon:

Zabuza - 23

Elsa - 18

Anna - 15

Haku - 12

Elsa is 90% anxiety/depression master combo BUT if Zabzua protects her then she's WILDLY dangerous so like. Whatever

Elsa's bingo book nickname options, uninspired:

Winter Witch

Winter Queen

Ice Queen

Snow Queen

Something about a Yuki-Onna maybe

She's Very Stately and kinda breakable but Winter is her Bitch

I mean like, the fact that, if protected, she can shut down the agriculture of a fucking country? That's an S-rank even if she's not that useful in a fight.

She's like. Jinchuuriki-level destruction. Generally speaking she wouldn’t. But she could.

Elsa: What the fuck is a chakra? Elsa: my snow monsters are self-sustaining. Elsa: I'm gonna build us a house.

Zabuza has NO idea how her powers work and it is INCREDIBLY frustrating but “there’s no chakra cost to keep these things going and we have shelters on demand” is too convenient to question after a while.

Haku: Delicate, deadly, incredibly fast ninja work. Elsa: I can't dodge a kunai but watch me wreck your entire country's ecosystem in under a day.

Elsa is a siege weapon.

Meanwhile, Anna is really, really into the physicality of ninja practice.

She's clumsy and she's not very good at ninja stuff, but she sure is determined!

Anna also gets on Zabuza's nerves because she keeps insisting that Haku get to be a kid.

Anna: Let's make flower crowns! Zabuza: No, he needs to train, not- Anna: FLOWER CROWNS

Consider: Haku saying Elsa-nee-sama and Anna-hime.

Or just calling Elsa “onee-sama.”

Anna is also younger than Elsa and way more Fun so she probably gets adjusted to Anna-chan or Nee-chan.

If Zabuza calls Elsa “Hime-chan” or “Elsa-hime” or, Sage forbid, “Elsa-sama/dono” then he’s VERY MUCH making fun of her and he’s probably getting his soup frozen that night.

At one point, Elsa... tries to like. Convince herself to have a crush on Zabuza or Kakashi or something until Zabuza just puts a hand on her shoulder and asks "do you even like men?" "...that's an OPTION?"

Zabuza urging her to try and ask out a Cute Kunoichi and Elsa's like.... I can't decide if she's bright red and a useless lesbian or uncomfortable and ace.

I am SO invested in the siege weapon thing.

SHE IS THE SQUISHIEST WIZARD.

It's not her fault that every single other combatant on the continent is Massively Dangerous in melee! She took a very traditional back-line build!

Enemy: Doesn't it GRATE to protect someone so pathetic, Zabuza? Zabuza: She literally froze an entire castle of enemies to death because they harmed her sister, so. No.

Most Ninjas: Sharp Knife. S-Rank Mega Ninjas: Gun. Elsa: High Yield Explosive Rocket Launcher. Literally loses fights to the Knife People, because she can't bring her power to bear on that scale. But if you can give her Time and Prep? No contest.

Long distance AoE

Like you know how Nagato is literally dying of starvation due to illness and can't walk, but he's also capable of leveling powerful villages more or less on his own?

Elsa is the same Vibe.

It’s like sealing a bijuu in a civilian.

She's honestly both more and less powerful? Like it'd be hard for her to kill everyone in Konoha in the snap of a finger? But also, she could starve out the Country of Fire in a summer.

She WOULDN'T, but she could.

I always read Elsa as gay or ace but my brain keeps trying to ship her with dude ninjas and I have to yank it back on a child leash.

People insinuate that Zabuza is interested in Elsa and he's just "What? Ew she's like five."

"I'm eighteen."

"Five."

BUT

Elsa! Might mistake trust and companionship for a crush!

I can see THAT happening despite gay/ace.

Also like. I don’t think Zabuza is straight.

So mlm/wlw solidarity?

And Haku is probs genderqueer.

So Anna is THE TOKEN STRAIGHT.

Anna is like, the Straight Friend who will go to the mat for her queer friends. Like vicious. In-your-face barking like a mean dog at people who were being bigots.

You know how Elsa in the second movie uses her powers to make toys for kids out of ice?

Okay, so her practicing by making things with Haku.

But yeah, Elsa can't really do "throws ice senbon," but she can do Delicate Geometry Things since she apparently, canonically studies math for fun and loves fractals.

Haku: I can trap you in a prison of ice mirrors, and you are at my mercy. Elsa: LOOK AT THIS CASTLE I MADE???

Haku wants to do Pretty Things like Elsa

OH.

Elsa makes... snow bunnies..

For the ninja distraction reasons but also because it's a Soft Thing that makes her feel better about, uh, everything. And Haku likes bunnies.

Zabuza still takes The Dirty Missions but Elsa gets upset when he does something that hurts innocents and Nobody wants Elsa upset. Even Zabuza doesn't want Elsa upset.

When Elsa gets upset, overnight accommodations are suddenly Very Uncomfortable for everyone except her and Haku.

And then Anna gets upset, which makes Elsa even MORE upset.

And then things just keep getting colder.

Zabuza doesn't want Elsa upset for many reasons, not limited to: "Is actually capable of killing me from outside of Sword Range if she's mad enough, even if it’s not that easy" and "the Small Children would be unbearably sad if she died and honestly so might I."

She's more of a friend than a ward and he's not entirely sure he's okay with that.

Zabuza: "Ew, friendship."

He has absolutely no idea how to have a social interaction with people he isn't Bullying, Raising, or Threatening to Kill.

Elsa and Anna have no trouble convincing people they're related, at least. Different coloration with almost identical bone structure.

A tendency to burst into song when they feel emotions.

Identical weird accent that nobody can place.

FOOD

The girls are royalty, they don't know how to COOK.

But they also want food from HOME.

It's a lot of trial and error.

More error than not, since they have both no knowledge and also a language barrier to overcome. It probably takes YEARS before they can describe things like Unfamiliar Flavors well enough for people to say "OH that sounds like spearmint."

When they run into something they know that’s familiar, it’s life-changing.

Chocolate is more common in the elemental nations than in Arandelle and Anna may or may not cry about it.

Anna is loudly bossy, even at Zabuza.

Zabuza is gruffly commanding, to everyone.

Elsa doesn't actually like being in charge, but when she talks, people LISTEN.

(Haku is just happy to be here.)

Elsa radiates two things: Anxiety, and Natural Command, and she basically just fluctuates between those.

"I don't want to be in charge but also I'm vetoing this."

So, obviously, the main reasons that Zabuza keeps the girls around is that Elsa is a living siege weapon and he thinks she could be convinced to help him run a revolution in Kiri, and also that the Ice Queen schtick is like. Really good for Haku and Zabuza can’t really say no to the kid.

HOWEVER, Anna is clumsy and messy and all that, so Zabuza starts training her in Ninja stuff. Elsa joins in on the “I need to know how to Run Fast to get away from fights I don’t want to have in the first place,” but Anna’s the one that’s like “TEACH ME HOW TO SWORD.”

It’s honestly not that hard to teach her, she’s just really, really, REALLY enthusiastic.

Once or twice someone asks why she’s so bad at this yet running around with an A-rank nukenin and Zabuza’s just like “I’ve only had her for a year and a half, shut up!” because it’s not that he’s a bad teacher, it’s that she was a very pampered civilian until like a week before he met her.

He should get a MEDAL for even getting her to low Chuunin.

Zabuza: I'm taking a job from Gato Elsa, who has Training in economics and politics and bureaucracy: I have a better idea.

This is actually not entirely what I’d do but I wanted to make the joke first ANYWAY here’s an actual plot or something.

Oh, also by this point everyone is Canon Ages so Elsa’s 21 and Anna’s 18 and Zabuza’s 26 and Haku’s 15.

Elsa is getting paid to keep the water from interfering with construction, by way of....

ICE COFFERDAM

Elsa with Haku as her Guard while Zabuza is off running his own mission? Which Anna begged to go on because Cool.

Elsa also kind of keeps her involvement on the ice front semi-secret by claiming she’s there as an engineering consultant.

LISTEN canon made her like geometry, I can ENTIRELY believe she’d be excited about the bridge-building.

Gato has hired someone else on the danger level of Zabuza, who is Threatening to Team 7 + Haku? But then when things look bleak Anna and Zabuza arrive and then Scary Sword Man is on our side and oh dear that's a lot of blood.

Which, you know, fun!

Birdie suggested Raiga which I’m not feeling but I do feel the need to bring up as an option.

It’s also not Kisame BUT

Kisame: [giant lake dome filled with sharks]

Elsa: uhhhhhhhhhhh...

Giant lake dome: [is now a giant ice dome]

Anyway

Gato: I'm hiring an army. Elsa: [giant ice wall around his compound] Gato: ... these guys can walk up walls! Elsa: [adds snowman guards] Elsa: ... Elsa: [adds a ceiling]

Just puts Gato's entire mob in a fucking snow globe.

Zabuza shows up twenty minutes late with (Throwing) Star(buck)s just like "Oh, they dead? No? Want 'em to be? Okay cool I'm gonna go pick up Haku, I'll be back in like an hour."

Anna would... LOVE Naruto

ENERGETIC FRIENDLY GOOFBALL

"I found us a baby brother!" "No, we already have Haku." "BUT LOOK AT HIM."

Anna is only a year or two older than Itachi.

OH RIGHT

I wanted to make a joke about how Naruto also vibes with her because he's less judgmental that she can't really... talk properly.

Sasuke is Judgy and Kakashi is Paranoid and Sakura is Uncomfortable.

Meanwhile Naruto is just like "And I Shall Scream."

Anna, who learned Japanese from Zabuza (rude) and Haku (uber polite): WELL FUCK YOU, GOOD SIR Naruto: YEAH WELL FUCK YOU TOO, LADY Elsa, overly formal: I am... so very sorry.

Anyway, generic missing nin fights and all that.

Elsa gets injured in the process and after a variety of arguments, Naruto manages to convince them to take her to Konoha for medical attention.

Elsa is... usually the one getting injured.

Zabuza and Haku are FAST and Anna is at least learning (even if she’s only been doing it for three years), but Elsa is The Squishy Wizard.

If someone throws a kunai... she can’t... really dodge...

So yeah, gut wound.

Normally they find a nukenin medic to patch them up but Konoha is reasonably close and has some of the more skilled medics on the continent and they DID technically help the Konoha nin so like. Gah.

That’s Zabuza’s final thought. Gah.

Just “Fuck it, let’s save the ice queen.”

Elsa ends up in a half-literal-ice stasis state on the way there and it’s happened before (it is not the first time she’s been stabbed), but it’s always terrifying.

Especially to the Konoha genin who are just like WHAT THE HECK IS THAT.

So they get to Konoha, there’s a whole bunch of stuff about extradition treaties and “you are bringing a literal WMD of a woman into our town” and “we can’t just let MOMOCHI ZABUZA in.”

Anyway, it ends up being that Zabuza has to wait outside the village while Elsa is treated inside, and one of the Teenagers goes in. Obviously, it’s Anna, because Zabuza is INCREDIBLY UNCOMFORTABLE with letting Haku enter a village that’s known for having lots of bloodlines, and anyway, Anna’s the sister.

Bunch of stuff, she’s healing, etc, and then one day Anna comes in and is told “your sister had a bad reaction to the anesthetic, we couldn’t save her, I’m sorry, she’s gone.”

She flips out, gets shown the corpse, flips out MORE, gets escorted out to the village walls where Zabuza and Haku are waiting.

Horrified reactions

Zabuza doesn’t want to admit that it’s EMOTIONS because this is his FRIEND, he is clearly just upset about losing the living siege weapon.

Haku is just super confused and goes “But she’s not dead.”

“What.”

“She’s not dead, I can feel her, I can always feel her, it’s like sensing but just her, because we’re both ice. She’s alive, somewhere over... there?”

And points right in the direction of the Hokage Mountain, which for the purposes of this fic and also Drama is where ROOT headquarters is.

YEP we absolutely have that plot point.

Is Danzo overused as a plot device? Probably. Am I going to diabolus ex machina him anyway? Ye.

They kick up enough of a fuss that the Hokage gets called down.

He wouldn’t, normally, he’d leave it to a couple of skilled jounin and call it a day, except Naruto got involved so like. You can’t. Ignore that.

There’s lots of shouting.

Just like. A lot.

And then part of the mountain explodes!

AS ONE DOES

Elsa comes flying backwards out of the hole, catches herself on a spontaneous ice slide, gets to her feet.

Girl is swaying like MAD.

There are absolutely ANBU (both fake and real) coming after her.

At least one of them gets speared through by an ice spike.

Anna runs up to her, tries to hug her, gets batted away.

Elsa’s staring at her in sheer TERROR and starts muttering something about how Anna died years ago, this isn’t real, etc.

Nobody except Anna understands most of it, but Haku picks up enough to translate when Anna’s freaking out.

Elsa starts doing her Ice Castle thing in the middle of Konoha as a coping mechanism, mostly so she can get Up and Away and Shielded By Ice.

This is not a good look.

Especially because she’s singing, which Zabuza always thinks is a bad omen because it means shit is getting real and one or both of the girls are about to get a powerup or be beaten even harder than otherwise. When they start singing, things get More Dramatic And Extreme).

(Zabuza does not like Disney Musical Rules)

Danzo shows up.

There’s a bunch of arguing.

All the medics insist that nothing she was given at the hospital should have caused amnesia, psychosis, hallucinations, delusions, etc.

It’s. Not hard for Hiruzen to guess what happened.

Namely that Danzo, upon finding out that chakra dampeners didn’t do shit since none of Elsa’s powers come from chakra, decided to keep her drugged up and start using genjutsu to make her more malleable.

Because like. An injured WMD just showed up in your village. What are you supposed to do, not try to kidnap her and turn her to your side? Like, come on. What was he supposed to do?

Not that, Danzo. Literally Not That.

IDK how it gets resolved, probably Anna getting to her with the power of love, because Elsa is ultimately Super Disney.

I also don’t really know where to go from there other than “Maybe Jiraiya can get you home, but also I’m pretty sure Zabuza wants you all to get the hell out of here and take over Kiri” but who knows.

Also

IMAGINE ELSA MEETING GAI.

Imagine Ino getting a puppy crush on Elsa.

IDK that’s it for now.

#Frozen #Naruto #Momochi Zabuza #Yuki Haku #Zabuza #Haku #mini fic #Phoenix Babbles #Crossovers #Phoenix Posts

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wanderingwomanwondering · 3 years ago

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Strange New Worlds Commentary/Meta

**this post is NOT spoiler-free** AND **long post!**

We’ve gotten 4 solid eps of Strange New Worlds so far. Ep5 dropped today but I haven’t seen it yet. Overall, I like the show and I also have some constructive criticism. Here are my thoughts:

Episode 1 - Strange New Worlds

This ep was fun and it was GREAT to meet the main characters, especially Uhura. She was more fully presented and developed in this one episode than she was in TOS. Overall, I enjoyed this episode. I’m a sucker for cosmetic genetic modification for away missions lol.

What I did not love (at all) was the paternalism shown toward the citizens of the war-torn, warp incapable planet. The leader that Pike and Spock spoke with made it clear that she and her people had no intention of listening to their plea they not use warp technology as a weapon in their war efforts. Pike pushes the issue by waving the entire damn Enterprise around AND inviting himself to a meeting of the warring factions to force an Earth history lesson on them to discourage them from obliterating themselves.

On the surface, that seemed like a fine tactic on Pike’s part but scratch the surface and the persistent paternalism displayed is staggering. Pike has zero right and zero jurisdiction on an alien world. Period. Of course, if he had left it alone after the original demand that he and Spock leave, it would have been a very short episode lol. So, for entertainment purposes, it’s less concerning to me that Pike took it upon himself to (paternalistically) instruct an alien world on how to lessen their growing pains and is more concerning that no meaningful discussion of that action was supplied within the narrative. They chat for like 2 seconds about the precursor to the Prime Directive but then explain away their social and political interference with the aliens by saying that the only reason the aliens had warp technology in the first place was because of the war with Control in Discovery.

Mind you, the Federation has no way of knowing how many other pre-warp worlds may have been negatively affected by what they saw in their night sky during that epic battle with Control (or any other space battle for that matter). Does the Federation plan to scan for ill-gotten warp-signatures in every star system where a space battle ignited the sky in inhabited systems?

The Federation is not a “divine power” that can or should play with the destinies of worlds, which is why the Prime Directive among other regulations was established in the first place. But without some full-on, in-depth discussion within the narrative about these situations and the parameters for intervention (if any!) the show is buying into and perpetuating harmful logics that erode the agency and autonomy of worlds in the name of paternalistically-driven harm reduction. It’s...a problem LOL one that I hope they actually talk about a lot INSIDE THE NARRATIVE. We as long-time viewers of Star Trek know the basic ethical issues being alluded to in the episode but without a real exploration of those issues in the narrative (which is harder to do, but not impossible, in an episodic format) we are left only with the problematic implications of the “solutions” worked out by one Starfleet captain.

Another issue: Pike’s thinking about what his future disability will mean for him has been framed in an ableist way so far. I sincerely HOPE that framing of his thought process is on purpose so that the audience can go with him on the journey of deconstructing his ableist attitudes and changing them!! Seriously, if that doesn’t start happening in earnest soon, I’m going to have more to say about how deeply problematic his current conceptualization of his future is. *side-eye emoji*

Episode 2 - Children of the Comet

Super fun ep! Uhura, my beloved. Anyway, what I did not enjoy was the name calling (e.g. zealots), Like. How dare an alien species blend religion and science I guess??? It was an interesting choice of words for a man that regularly discussed the spiritual implications of the Red Angel while they were all figuring out exactly what was going on in s2 of Discovery. I had a lot of side-eye during the episode.

I did appreciate that at the end, Uhura (my boo!) presented scientific evidence that Ma’hanit was in fact runnin’ shit in the galaxy LOL. Just as Spock flying his shuttle mission factored into Ma’hanit’s role in seeding greater life on the planet (and Ma’hanit had foreknowledge of this), the Shepherds’ reverence and defense of Ma’hanit was important too and factored into the overall positive outcome. Arbiter of Life and Shepherds for the win!

Again, what I wanted was some engaging discussion of these issues/ prejudices/ assumptions and a visible/overt shift in crew viewpoint in light of the information Uhura shared. Preconceived notions + one scene where those preconceptions are proven wrong is nice but in 2022 it doesn’t feel sufficient imo. Within the Star Trek universe, there are a lot of lessons to be learned at this point in time in terms of the Federation’s and Starfleet’s development. I don’t know about other fans, but I want to see how the mind-changing sausage is made LOL.

Episode 3 - Ghosts of Illyria

I liked this ep too! It hit another Star Trek plot trope that I love: alien virus that makes the crew go a little cuckoobananas. Yes! Bring it! Also, we got the superhuman alien trope, my beloved. I was winning with this ep lol.

Overall the issue of genetic engineering was fun to explore. It’s been a theme throughout Trek and is hotly debated every time it comes up and I always find it fascinating. Those issues were at the center of a few eps involving Dr. Julian Bashir in DS9 and it was fun to watch. So I loved the reveal about Number One being Ilyrian. The Illyrians genetically modify themselves (instead of terraforming) in order to fit with a natural environment. They are contrasted with the Augments and I hope like hell we get more discussion of the (perceived) similarities and differences between the groups.

Anyway, at the VERY end of the episode, Una offered FANTASTIC commentary on the consequences and problems inherent in being designated as an exception to a series of stereotypes (”one of the good ones”, a “hero”, etc.) by a person in power (Pike in this case), then the personal log entry was deleted, the ep ended, and I don’t know if they will carry it forward in BOTH small AND large ways. I mean - we will probably get a big moment in the future where Pike defends Number One to Starfleet a la TNG’s The Measure of A Man but who knows. Still, I wonder about the small ways that we’ll deal with Una’s identity among the crew and the day-to-day intraship politics of that now that it’s known. That pathway wasn’t really made clear and highlighted in the ep. We got Una’s discussion with La’an but I doubt that same level of interpersonal challenge will come through for Una ship-wide especially given Una’s rank. So where/how/to what degree will that character arc get to take us viewers on a meaningful journey?

Episode 4 - Memento Mori

Dire stakes. Mental health issues. Grief. Mind meld. Ingenuity. More backstory for La’an. Great character beats for Uhura (my love) and Hemmer. We glimpsed a possible love connection forming with M’Benga and Una. Nurse Chapel was in excellent form. Ortegas being snarky. Pike visibly feeling the weight of the captain’s seat. I was winning with this one yall. YMMV.

Ah, the Gorn. A faceless, predatory species easily glossed as “monsters”. The ep doesn’t do much to deal with that highly problematic characterization of an entire species but I think they laid the groundwork to approach that issue later in the show?

La’an noted that because of her past traumatic experience losing her entire family to the Gorn, she does not feel that empathy is possible and that they are true monsters, though not supernatural. That’s a big friggin statement and they HAVE TO come back around to that in a meaningful way. New life, new civilizations and all that. Conflict is of course a part of the mission but the demonization of one’s enemies, while very human and understandable is STILL A PROBLEM.

Be enemies if that’s how it has to shake out because one side won’t see you as a human/person worthy of not being violently consumed but demonization feels beyond the pale (for Star Trek). Yeah yeah I know this is an way early in the ST timeline but still. They have to unpack that in the show (right???) otherwise what the hell are we even doing here???

Pro & Con of the Episodic Approach

I understand the fandom’s collective longing for the “simpler”, “easier”, episodic, exploration-driven times that defined the STU prior to Discovery. DS9 sort of started to break that mold in its final few seasons when the war with the Dominion began, but Strange New Worlds seems to be bringing back the episodic approach for the franchise. My basic point is that has a big con and a pro imo.

The big con I think is that the episodic format limits what they can really say/do AND FULLY ATTEND TO over the course of the season. We get snippets of deep/meaningful stuff but then those MAY get lost over the course of the show???

The pro is that the episodic approach is less “heavy”. We get mostly bottle episodes that exist in their own right and don’t require us to think and feel about the same/consistent cultural/social issues very deeply from week to week. Like. All four eps so far were good but they aren’t connected by anything but the characters themselves and their mission to seek out new life and new civilizations etc.

I have theories about deeper connective elements at play across episodes but the show hasn’t been very loud about any of those yet. That’s understandable since the show is still very young, but it does make me wonder where we’re going in a deeper sense than just “the mission”. Like. What does that mission mean? How do we accomplish that mission? How, why, and to what degree must we grow and change to truly accomplish it? These are my questions and I think they are the show’s questions too? I just haven’t fully seen it on screen in SNW quite yet.

Season(s)-long narrative arcs imo allow for stronger clearer statements about key social/cultural issues presented in the narrative. Check out my post here to get more of a feel for what I mean. SNW returning to the episodic format is nice in many ways but my fear at this very early point in the show is that key character issues and larger/in-depth social commentary may not be as fully developed and explored as they would be in a season(s)-long arc format. I know some in the fandom may prefer this and I understand the various reason why but it still kinda concerns me.

#star trek strange new worlds #star trek snw #star trek snw meta #star trek meta #christopher pike #snw spock #nyota uhura #number one #la'an noonien singh #strange new worlds #ghosts of illyria #children of the comet #memento mori

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the-hate-keeps-me-warm · 3 years ago

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More than a memory

Sorry if this is formatted really horriblly I finished this up on mobile I hope you like this there’s about 2 paragraphs I cut of ruby nerding out

Once they got to Vacuo oscar was sorta unofficially a huntsman now laws are a lot looser here so he’s been saving quite a bit of money from going on missions after team rwby and Jaune came back it was weird they were only gone a month but so much had changed the merge was almost finished he could feel it every day he felt less like himself he didn’t even object when Theodore called him oz anymore he and ruby weren’t as close anymore whatever happened wherever they were changed her he got bits and pieces from Jaune and yang but the others kept quiet he knew that he’d be gone soon so he wanted to leave something for her kinda like proof that they ever met in the first place so he was now standing in a vacuan market at 12 am alone with a lot of lien on him this was probably a bad idea but at one point he heard ruby ramble about this gun shop that they were the best at what they do so he called made an appointment it just so happens they prefer to see let’s just say unofficial clients at night he knocked at the door it read “bikal bullets” it opened and an old owl faunas man opens it his large yellow eyes are piercing “hello mister pine headmaster theodore told me to expect you” oscar rubs his hands together “yes mister bikal he said to come late” mr Bikal leads him inside on the walls hang dozens of expensive weapons “so mr pine what are you looking for” oscar took the blue prints out of his bag and set them down on the drawing table “um im looking for something custom built its for a friend” mr bikal takes the blue prints and examines them “these are pretty impressive mr pine did you draft these yourself theses yourself” oscar nods “mostly i had a little help with the math part of it but the mechanical stuff i did myself” mr bikal nods “something like this will cost a good amount even with the discount you get for being school staff” oscar nods “do you have an estimate on the price and how long it'll take to make” mr bikal snaps his teeth “around 12000 lien and 2 weeks” oscar nods he had 140000 saved up but he did want to buy some more things for the others “alright i can uh i can afford that” mr bikal goes over to what looks like a drawing table and pins them up “i will start work immediately mr pine you make your payment on completion if you desire the school has credit with me the price includes 3 magazines and a case so that will also be custom made shall you pick it up or would you prefer its delivered” oscar stands uncomfortably as mr bikal starts measuring out pieces of fine metal “ill pick it up dont worry” mr bikal nods and says “alright mister pine your can go now its not a good look for a young man to be out so late especially so close to the red light district” oscars face gets red “yes of course” oscar leaves and walks back to the academy sneaking back into his dorm room was easy tho nora did pester him about where hed been he had left a note saying when he would be back for the next 2 weeks he kept a poker face nora helped him set up his bank account so the sudden spending of 12000 lien did give her pause so she decided to ask him about it

He was sitting on his bed reading some Treatise about some long-forgotten subject she knocked on the bedpost and he looks up “hey Nora did you need something” she sat at the end of his bed “hey what did you spend 12 thousand lien on” he hides his face “please don’t tell anyone it was on something for ruby” she smiles “ah young love I was worried that you wouldn’t make your move so what kind of thing sets you back 12 thousand it’s something big right” he nods his head “its a gun i-i had it commissioned for and it’s not really cause I’m trying to make a move or anything it’s more like a going away gift” Nora frowns and shakes his leg “where you going taking a vacation or something” he feels tears bite the edge of his eyes “Nora the merge it’s soon I know it won’t be long until I’m gone and I want you all to remember me but her especially I don’t want to be just a memory” he struggles to keep the tears at bay but nora pulls him into a hug tighter but somehow softer than her usual ones “hey you will never ever be just a memory you will always be you and even if your not you'll always be one of us we all love you so much” and then the damn breaks and he sobs into her shoulder “i don't wanna go away nora i want to live i wanna go to school see my aunt again” she rubs his back and says “i know sweetie you'll get to do all that ok i promise” he sniffles “nora i need you to do something for me if i do disappear ok i need you to go back to my aunt and tell her everything ok it can't be oz ok don't tell her how to find him it won't make sense i'll just hurt worse i dont want that for her” she nods “i won't ever have to do that ok but i promise” she holds him until he stops crying and they take a a a nap they always helped him calm down

Finally, after a long 2 weeks, he goes to pick it up when he goes inside Mr. Baikal shows him the box it’s a beautiful dark red mahogany wood he opens the case and looks at the pistol inside its silvered handle and barrel were beautiful he’s almost afraid to touch it the engravings were perfect exactly as he had drawn them if not better the moon and rose he had designed look perfect he takes it gently in his hands he looks down the sights the night sights glow a brilliant carmine red he looks at the magazine even it was of an amazing quality everything down to the smallest detail was exactly as he pictured it he sets it back into the case “thank you, mister, Bikal it's absolutely perfect” Mr. Bikal smiles and nods “I’m glad everything is to your satisfaction Mr pine if you find there is anything wrong with it or you want something changed everything I make comes with a lifetime warranty the paperwork is in the case as well as a certificate stating that I am in fact its builder” they shake hands and oscar takes it home in his bag he excitedly gets back to his dorm he sets it down still in his bag on his bed now all he have to do is give it to her

He sits on it for a few days but finally decides to just give it to her oz has his reservations about this but decided that oscar deserves this to maybe say goodbye in his own way

Ruby was going on walks around shade it’s something he noticed so he waited for her to go on one of those walks it was cool in vacuo at night the air was nice compared to the oppressive heat of the day she was meandering along the walkways he followed behind her a bit the case hung heavy in his bag even tho it wasn’t heavy at all after a while she sits at an old wooden bench overlooking the gardens he approaches and she perks up “oh hey oscar are you going somewhere” she says pointing to his bag he shakes his head “do you mind if I sit” she shakes her head “no go-ahead did you need to talk, something about Theodore?” he sits down on the other side of the bench gently setting his bag between them “no uh no I just uh I wanted to give you something” he opens his bag and takes the case out holding it out to her she takes it “it’s not my birthday is it this looks really nice you didn't have to do this” ruby says smiling “well i've been wanting to do something nice for you” oscar says rubbing the back of his neck she lifts the top and gasp gently lifting it from its case “oscar this is this is amazing” she drops the magazine and pulls the slide back making sure its clear and runs her hand along the engraving her symbol etched into the left side of the grip “oh thanks i uh actually designed it myself oz helped me with the math” she looks at him her eyes wide “oscar it took me 8 attempts to successfully design a functioning crescent rose gun design is really hard how long did you spend on this” oscar blushes “the idea kinda started in atlas i was gonna ask you to help me make one so i wouldn't have to rely on my cane but everything happen and when you were gone i kept messing with the idea and i kept thinking about you so i kinda ended up designing it for you more than me eventually do you like it” ruby scoffs “oscar do i like it i love it its probably the single greatest gift anyones ever given me” he smiles wide “really that makes me really happy I was worried you wouldn’t like it” she sets it back gently into its case “really Oscar it’s amazing you have a knack for design your gonna have to show me the draft notes and everything cause this is this is amazing I can’t wait to shoot it this is wow” she chokes up and he leans down “ruby are you ok” she nods wiping her face of nonexistent tears “no worries this is just really cool and sweet and god your so amazing” he felt his heart flutter and his cheeks heat up “the guy who built it that bikal guy you talked about was just as great as you always said” she puts a hand on his shoulder “are you telling me Hephaestus bikal made this Oscar” she says seriously “uh yeah why is that bad” she kisses his cheek and squeals “oh my god your amazing this is now even better god I could die happy wait his rates are insane how did you afford this” still recoiling from the kiss he bites his lip “uh huntsmen work” she narrows her eyes “how much did this cost Oscar it had to be expensive” he shakes his head “not telling it’s a gift you don’t need to worry about it just enjoy it” she punches his arm “I will but I am going to repay you for this somehow ok” “you already did” he says quietly he says rubbing the back of his neck “ruby I don’t really know how long I have left and I would like to spend at least some of it with you I understand if you don’t I know it might make it harder when I’m gone bu-whoa” he’s pulled into a hug she pulls his head into her shoulder and holds him tight “I wanna spend more time with you too but you will always be Oscar ok oz is oz you are you” he sighs and smiles “see what I mean by paying me back”

#rwby #rose garden #rosegarden #ruby rose #guns #Oscar pine #angst #this is sadder than I wanted it to be #at first this was gonna be sorta related to my weed garden fic #but the idea of ruby pushing Oscar away after that was too sad #for my fluffy little ass #I wish ruby got to nerd out about weapons more #Oscar is still a simp even if he’s sad #do not ask me about the gun I will elaborate #that is a threat

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