#Bennet Brothers

[thingy-wing]

This was a difficult chapter for me to read, it hurt.

“Could I have a job?” I said in a rush. “It’s just we need the money and I can’t let her lose the house. It’s all we have left. I’d do good, Gordo. I would do good work and I’d work for you forever. It was going to happen anyway and can we just do it now? Can we just do it now? I’m sorry. I just need to do it now because I have to be the man now.” My throat hurt. I wished I had something to drink, but I couldn’t get my legs to move.

Gordo didn’t say anything at first. Then, “I think that might be the most I’ve ever heard you talk at one time.”

I finished Wolfsong today, and have put an order out on the rest of the GreenCreek series. Annoyed that I can’t start on Gordo’s story yet- but also pleased I get to draw out the feelings I’ve had over the first book itself. I laughed, I shed some tears and ultimately had a wonderful time reading Ox and Joe’s story. I love Ox Matheson with my whole heart and he truly doesn’t need to be more, he’s perfectly imperfect the way he is. Thanks TJ Klune for giving me angst and also addicting me to a new series. 🩷

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Two masks of Richard David James AKA Aphex Twin at the opening of new exhibition "Electronic: From Kraftwerk to The Chemical Brothers" at The Design Museum on July 28, 2020 in London, England.

Photo by David M. Benett

[beargyufairy]

You may only call me Mrs. Dragneel when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy

Quote from Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen

[aloneatpeace]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 16

The siren blaring sound felt so amazing as they come running out of the lab. Stiles and Alison hung back; stiles hesitate even though scott said he could hear your heartbeat he is still disappointed at himself losing you on the run. What if you got hurt pretty bad, scott has been a newly turn he doesn't know what to do with his power nor he knows the basic.

"Stiles" he hears you at the speed he turns his head his neck should be broken you glance at Allison "you guys aren't hurt right?"

You walk towards them but stiles run towards you wrapping his arms around your waist tightly lifting you off the ground you wrap your arms around his shoulders feelings his tears on your skin "it's okey stiles, everything is going to be fine"

Shutting his eyes firmly he shakes his head "don't...don't do that again...I thought. I lost you" he muttered out. Finally letting your feet touch the ground he breaks the hug but keep you closer looking over any wounds. "you're not hurt, are you did you see scott?"

That's when he sees the blood "wait you're hurt" he doesn't remember when you got hurt was it when the alpha separate you from them.

You don't feel pain, you don't even remember how you got hurt.

You smile at him tenderly wiping his tears "No, silly I'm fine. Yeah, he is fine too" you add glancing at Allison.

She nods her head hugging herself you smile at her softly before moving away from stiles opening your arms, she chuckles you carefully embrace her "He's fine. You're fine and that's what's right" parting you take her hands in yours.

"Hey" scotts steps out timidly look at Allison she looks at him before she gives you final nod of appreciation before walking past scott.

"This night couldn't get worse" stiles state glancing between you and scott who looked like crawled out hell. "Also, whose clothe is that. What happened to yours?"

You huff at that while scott wince "about that stiles we have a lot to say"

he comes towards you both his puppy dog eyes full on display "I'm so sorry about that.... I don't know what happened"

"What hell happened" stiles ask

"Not now stiles the sheriff is looking for us"

Stile's frown "fine" he throws his hands over your shoulder as you all starts to walk out "by the way we said that it was derek who did this and killed the janitor"

Moments of silence pass away before the hall way echoes your sound "Oh my God stiles"

"You sure it was derek hale?" the sheriff questions the three of you, stiles pinch your side making you nod along with scott.

"I saw him too" stiles agree

"What about the janitor?" scott asked the sheriff sigh glancing away

"we're still looking"

"Did you check the office? The gym?" scott questions again

You see Mr. Stilinski impatient sigh at rapid questions of scott "yeah scott. We looked. We pulled everything out just like you asked, there's noting there"

"We are not making this up" he stresses he glance at you "tell him y/n"

Mr. Stilinski put his hands on scotts shoulder "scott, I believe you, I do"

"No, you don't. you have this look, like you feel bad for me. Like you wanna believe me but- "

Someone calls sheriff over "Listen, we're gonna search this whole school. We're going to find him. Okey? I promise" he said glancing each one of you "y/n come with me. You two stay here"

Stiles perk up "why? can I come too?"

Mr. Stilinski turn to him with a tried look on his face making stiles stay put "I'll stay right here"

Once you are both away from them Mr. Stilinski let out a loud sigh "Y/n, what is going on with you three. You three weren't like this, this is serious. Are you sure derek is behind all of this?"

Your shoulders drawn forward lowering your head down at his defeated tone "And why were .you at the hospital what happened? One of melissa colleague said you were hospitalized unconscious! I didn't tell your grandmother because I was hoping you would come clean and tell me what happened. You had me and scotts mom worried knowing those two they didn't tell anyone either."

You were not expecting this to happen you muster up courage to look at him "well first of all I don't know if its derek or anyone else but someone was attacking us all. And I know you guys didn't find the janitor but I can still hear his scream, it sounded like he was being murdered. I don't know who or how and where is his body gone but you have to trust me on this"

Mr. Stilinski nod at you "And..."

"I know saying sorry does not cut it, but I'm sorry. I don't know what happened that day, I wasn't attacked or drugged, the nurse said I was just sleeping I don't even remember what exactly happened but scott and stiles was there. Trust me nothing happened to any of us"

Mr. Stilinski give you smile patting your shoulder "Well, I'm glad nothing happened to you three. If you see anything suspicious or feel unsafe anywhere. You call me okey?"

"Alright"

Mr. Stilinski calls one officer "Drop her at her home" "I take them home. Don't worry I need something to ask them. You should get home it's already past midnight"

You nod at him not wanting further stress him out, the officer guide you too the car as you pass by you see Mr. Stilinski with Scott and Stiles. They pause their conversation when the car you pass stiles wave at you as you go weakly you returns it.

"Well, at least we survived. You know? we outlived the alpha. It's still good right being alive" stiles weakly cheer trying to comfort scott after his dad left them.

Scott skeptically looks at his friend "when we are in the chemistry room, he walked right by us you don't think it heard us? You don't think it knew exactly where we are?"

"Well, how come we're still alive?"

Scott glance around puling stiles away from the cops standing "stiles it wants me to join him. I think first I have to get rid of my old pack"

"What do you mean? What old pack?"

"Allison, Jackson, Lydia, you and y/n. the alpha didn't want to kill you guys. it wants me to do it and that not even the worst part!"

Stiles throw his hands in the air huffing "how is it not?"

"Stiles, it made me shift. I want to kill you I was on my way to kill you, Allison everyone in the room. I tried to kill y/n when she tried to stop me if it wasn't for derek I would've killed her stiles"

Stiles blinks grabbing Scotts shoulders making him look at him" wait hold on. What? you tried to kill her?!and derek saved her! why didn't tell me sooner?"

"I don't know. the fact the I tried to kill my best friend twice is not a pleasant conversation"

Stiles gives him bitch face "okey, sarcasm doesn't suit you. don't do it again. But how did you change back? Did derek helped you?"

"Y/n, she did something with her magic? I don't know what happened exactly. One moment I was chasing them and then derek jumped out the window with her and next thing I know I'm licking her face. Derek gives spare clothes. Oh, the vampires where here too"

Stiles run his hands throw his hair "too much information. What are they doing here?"

"I don't know. but derek said he take care of it"

Stiles hum once again surprised by derek but this time he is thankful that derek saved you and in extent all of them. Does that mean he need to be civil with sour wolf he doesn't know but what he does know you're going get an earful when he sees you next time.

You curse lightly when your grams sitting on the front bonnie is not with here. Wordlessly you get out the car whispering a thank you to the officer.

You stand silently twisting the sleeves of your clothes having no courage to look her in the face she exhales she stands up walking towards you. "Tomorrow morning. I want you tell me everything that going on"

You nod without looking up that's when you feel your grams embracing you her hands wrapped around your head running her hands through your hair. You slowly wrap your arms around her "My precious girl. You're safe that all matters" she presses a tender kiss on your hair.

"Bonnie?"

"I send her to bed; she is fine. you go to bed as well"

You let the clothes fall on the floor that when you see claw marks on your hands it surprising how you didn't feel that pain. The cut is not deep enough that you need stiches but deep enough that it would leave marks the blood dried luckily there is no bleeding. Now that the adrenaline gone you could feel stinging sensation. You move your hand slowly testing if it hurts it does the pull of the skin is hurts a little but that alright.

You turn on the shower letting the water pour down on your skin, the dried blood and sweat washing away. Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath usually you would be channeling your inner actress and artist giving your various cream and shampoo bottle a show of life time. But here you're reliving what just happened. The alpha is terrifying to look at it straight out of horror movie it's miracle that you didn't faint or gone cardiac arrest then and right there.

Derek, you're beyond grateful that he saved you even though you would exactly say it a loud you know it only boost his If derek wasn't fast enough would it have killed you? but if it wanted to kill you, he should have done when it throws you in the class room? Why did it sperate you from them. You know it want scott it was enraged because scott was trying to betray it. you can still hear the scream of the janitor it made your blood run cold that just few distance away from you someone was brutally being murdered. A part of glad that it wasn't stile that being hurst, is it bad you don't know. Your fist clench at the thought hanging your head shaking away your thoughts.

You know it is planning something and that includes scotts. When you are alone with that thing in the room you, we're scared shitless but you weren't the only one it seems too wary of you as well or rather what you did it. what did you do that, the strange yellow aura that erupted from your fingertips.

It had been an unconscious and unintentional burst of power, driven by pure emotion. But where did come from? You have no witch heritage does living with a family who ancestor are witches grants one the ability that's unlikely and no formal training on supernatural abilities.

You observe your hands the palm the fingertips, a green aura manifest itself your silently gasp with wide eyes as the small lines of green energy move around the shower, then you see the water that once cascading down is hung in the mid air the drops move around you. so, you do whatever this is you bring a large water drop by focusing on one that you deemed the largest. The green orb that is in your palm dissolve letting the drop hung few inches higher on your palm. You tilt your head watching curiously drop you pause for a moment then all water drops that hung suddenly take the shape dolphins swimming around the air as if its swimming in the ocean you let out laugh surprised that it worked. you watch in awe as some of the dolphin's swim around you one even swim Infront of you swimming through a droplet then coming up at you as if it asking for praise. You touch the small creature that you created when you touch it feels like you're touching the water but your amazement cut short when you hear a thud on your bedroom the small creatures also turn to the door one that close to you swim to your hands making you look down at it once last time before it turns to the water along with the others.

Turning off the shower you step out the tub wrapping a towel around your body you slowly open the door peaking through. You see no one but when you turn the lights on you heart skip a beat in instancing you throw the shampoo bottle at the intruder; who the derek who give you deadpan as watch the bottle hit his chest.

"Really a shampoo bottle?" he picks up the bottle from the ground setting it on the table he turns to you with smirk but look away for quick second when he sees that your only in your bath towel, damp hair still clinging to your skin before locking eyes on your face.

You giving him annoyed look "didn't I tell you don't do this?"

"Yeah, but I came here to give this" he takes out your phone the screen is bit broken but it's working he checked. he watches you simply take the device from his hands shouldn't you be at least intimidating especially when your vulnerable Infront of him. He could hurt you right now, threaten you, basically silt your throat.

"You touch me without my permission, it will be your throat that would be silt" you grin up to him.

Derek, give you smile but that falls when he sees your hands the cut from the alpha, taking your hands in his eyes focus on the cut. He can feel the cold skin of your maybe it is because he is extra warm compared to humans.

You let him; he knows more than it better you get his opinion as well.

"It was the alpha, wasn't it?" his jaw clenches, his veins turn black suddenly but he doesn't mind. you glance at him "I'm taking away your pain"

"Thanks, but it doesn't hurt that much though. Do you think that I will...."

Derek let go your arm he could hear fear in your face even though you tried to conceal it "it not deep enough to turn you. but if you felt any change that you think you're turning you will come to me alright?" the seriousness in his voice visible.

"Yeah. I will" you said honestly

He grins back at you his sharp teeth showing "so we have a lot figure out. Who is the alpha? How are able to do what you did back there and just now"

"I can promise you it is not Deaton" you hum crossing your arms "So, it's we now. Huh"

He let out sigh "maybe" derek walks towards the open window "you know you should get your window fixed"

You shake your head with smile as get out the window "it for me sneak out not for you derek"

"I don't really listen to other sometimes" that doesn't surprise you but what does is the Salvatore brothers that standing on the ground.

While you watch them with furrowed brow derek eyes is on you, watching the way moonlight falls on your skin the breeze making body rise goosebumps the air drying your wet skin. The damp hair the clinging your body drying some of the drops from water falling on your hair.

Derek turns away when turns to him glancing at Salvatore's brothers "Caroline" you mumble

"don't worry. I sort it" derek offers

"I know" you say making glance at you "thank you for saving me" you smile at him "but if do this again, I will call animal control" he smiles at the threat without looking at you before jumping down landing perfectly.

"Hey there, magic hands" damon calls giving you a wave "looking a little wet there!" derek and Stefan glare at you

Stefan turns to him "don't start" he glances up at you with apologetic face frowning when he sees you wave at damon.

Damon smirks at them both but it wiped of when he was hit with shampoo bottle and there you smile innocently while flipping damon off.

Derek starts walk away they follow "I don't really care what you guys doing here. But you stay out my way."

"No can do unless you tell us what exactly going on here" damon said

Derek stops turning to them "look I know you both are not here to live a good life or passing by. And I know it has to do something with the girl we saw on the woods with you" derek points at Stefan the girl in the question who is elena gilbert damon give Stefan a look at the mention.

"Honestly, I don't care. But don't come in our matters. Like you did tonight" it is true they can do what they want as long as they don't trouble him.

Stefan sighs "we just wanna know what's going on. Did you turn the kid?"

"No. we are trying to find who did it. but you guys came in between" derek state with a glare his eyes shifting the brothers.

Damon rolls his eyes at derek "fair. What about the hunters?"

"The hunters are werewolf hunter they don't concern you they're after the alpha" derek answers.

"Alright. Then what is she? Is she a witch?" damon asks

Derek remains silent before walking towards damon "what she is none of your business. I know what you're doing here. So, you stay away from her and her friends. Also, you leave the blonde girl alone"

"You said you don't care what we do" damon voiced

"I don't. but the girl is y/n sister's friend which make her y/n's friend" derek turns to Stefan "isn't the girl your girlfriend's best friend. And you let him control her" derek narrow his eyes at Stefan who has guilty look on his face.

Damon slaps his hand on derek back making him turns to "Well, I don't listen to other as well" the next thing damon feel is his arm getting twisted and his knees hit the ground derek eyes turns blue his teeth coming out.

Derek snarl at Stefan when he tried to save his brother "stay" he growls looking down at damon "you know my bite is venomous for vampires, there is no cure. So, you better listen as I say. "Derek let him go.

"I'm hoping you keep him in line" derek said to Stefan before leaving without looking back at them. 

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[strawberrylabs]

Whumptober day 10 with Brother!Bennet!

Prompt: You said you'd never leave

they/them pronouns used

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she/her version, he/him version

Summary: You promised Bennet that you'd stay with him despite his misfortune. But what happens when you break that promise?

Warnings: Blood, gore, burns, graphic injuries, alludes to death, pain, broken bones, missiles/rockets (ruin guard)

When Bennet was adopted by the adventurer's guild, you were asked to look after him.

Of course you accepted.

Something about him just drew you in.

Next thing you know, you have a little brother who's with you every second of the day.

You taught him how to use a sword, How to control his vision when he got it, how to treat wounds, how to cook.

Even if he tripped over his own feet, burned his vision a little too hot, used too much ointment or burnt the food, you never gave up caring for him.

When he was a little older, he started worrying about his bad luck making you go away like it had so many other people in his life.

But time after time he brought it up, you assured him that you would never leave him. That you’d always stick by his side. You’d always be there to patch him up, to wipe his tears, to hold him when the nights got a little too dark.

Whenever he asked why you’d always reply

“It’s what big siblings are for”

The first time you called yourself his sibling he cried. 

He clutched his heart and smiled as big ugly tears ran down his face.

After that he made it a point to call you his older sibling, never failing to try and be the best younger brother he could. 

The two of you often did everything together. 

And that used to include commissions too- until you joined the knights.

Not much changed really, you were still as close as ever, only now you couldn’t help him on commissions..

It worried you at first, when he started coming back covered in more and more bruises and scratches, less treasure from the chests.. And less people in his team. 

You were annoyed at the people who had left his team, especially when he was so proud to have formed it in the first place. 

But when he never stopped smiling, and continued on with resilience even hardened adventurers didn’t have.

Over time your fears and worries all but subsided. You knew Bennet would not give up no matter what came his way in the future. 

And for the most part, everything was manageable. A few scrapes, a few bad commissions. Nothing serious..

Until one day Bennet hadn’t come home. 

Bennet was always home before you were, usually he’d prepare some tea or coffee or whatever your usual drink is for you.

But today he wasn’t there.

Most people would probably wait, simply thinking he’d gotten caught up with something.

But you knew better. Bennet would always find some way to let you know if he was going to be late. Always.

You ran to Kathryn and asked where his commission was. Sensing your distress, she told you

Stormterror’s lair.

The pit in your stomach grew. Stormterror’s lair was dangerous. Everyone knew this. The fact that that was where Bennet was, and he was late? Something was wrong.

You never ran so fast. You let Lawrence and Swan know to send backup as you ran out the gate, thinking of nothing but finding your brother.

When you made it to Stormterror’s lair, you heard a yell of ‘help!’ echo around the air.

“Bennet! Where are you?!” 

You ran in the direction of the voice, your feet aching from previously running all the way from Mondstadt. 

You hear your name.

You come to a halt when you see him; foot trapped underneath fallen rubble, scratches and bruises all over.

“I knew you’d find me! My bad luck is no match against my big sibling!” Despite his words and smile, you were not blind to the tear tracks in the dirt of his face.

He was expecting to die here.

Your heart clenched. 

“That’s right. No matter what happens. I’ll always be there to beat your bad luck.”

Your words of comfort seemed to have spurred the universe on to spite you. 

The familiar, dreadful sound of a ruin guard powering up reached both of your ears.

No wasting more time, you tried to lift the stones off Bennet’s foot- said boy gritted his teeth in clear pain. 

Before you have the chance to move the rubble off of Bennet’s foot, you move to defend him from the incoming rockets.

You just pray to Barbatos, as you brace yourself to take the hit, that you survive.

The small rockets collide with the ground next to you, the heat of the explosions seering your skin. 

This is fine. 

They missed.

Just have to hurry before it figures out the angle.

If only you had remembered your weapon in your panic to find Bennet. Then you could have taken it out.

But alas, it would seem you’ve escaped the bad luck for too long.

Before you get a grip on the debris again, you feel another barrage of mini missiles collide with your back.

You refuse to scream. But you can’t hold back the groan as you feel your skin melt under the heat, blisters forming along your back.

The sticky sensation of warm blood from where the body of the missiles collided runs down your back.You can barely think. It hurts so much.

But you must get him out of here.

“Hey! Stop! Get out of here! Please! Don’t risk your life for mine, I'm begging you!” Bennet sobs as he watches your face contort in pain above him.

“Don’t worry kid. I’m not going anywhere, and I sure as hell am not dying here. I will get you out of here- I’ll get us both out of here.”

You can’t manage to lift the stones in the time you have between attacks.

You have no choice. You just have to shield him with your body until help arrives.

You position yourself in front of Bennet, bracing yourself for what you know is coming.

Another round strikes you.

Your skin burns. No- it boils.

The heat melts your skin and the molten metal fuses to your flesh.

You can feel your ribs crack and break from the sheer force of the impact.

It’s at this moment you’re glad the machine isn’t closer to you- If it were, the impact of the rockets would surely impale you.

You bite your lip, drawing blood. You refuse to make him feel worse by screaming or crying. But you don’t know how much longer you can hold.

“Please!! STOP!!” Bennet pleaded with you

More missiles. More sticky blood. More broken bones.

“I beg you! Please just run!”

More Missiles. Melted skin.

“You said you’d never leave! I can’t watch you die!”

You manage a smile.

“Exactly. I said I’d never leave. I don’t plan on leaving you here, and I don’t plan on dying.”

More missiles. This time you screamed. Your flesh has been burned to the bone. At least you can’t feel your back anymore; the nerves are all burnt away.

Bennet is no longer forming coherent words, just a mix of sobs and “please” and “this is my fault”

You look down and see you’re standing in a puddle of blood and flesh. The tar like concoction reeks of rotten meat and charred flesh. 

Just as you’re about to think about giving up-

“There they are!” 

The missiles stop, being redirected somewhere else.

The voice in your mind faintly registers the voice of Kaeya along with other knights.

They’re here.

You lasted long enough.

You fall to your knees, heaving air into your burnt lungs.

Bennet was safe. He’d be ok.

“Hey! C’mon You said you wouldn’t leave me! We’re so close, please!” Bennet’s voice is hoarse, and it cracks as he pleads with you once more.

Your vision is foggy and sounds are muffled. The adrenaline has begun to wear off. It hurts.

It hurts.

You barely register being picked up.

You blink.

You blink slow.

And you don’t open your eyes again.

…

At least, not yet they don’t.

note: I couldn't let reader die- i couldn't do that to Benny</3

@loyal-to-dottore here's another sibling one pookie bear

[ghostly-glow-of-stars]

genshin oc drawings in progress!

Also a few Genshin charecters including Bennet(I gave him a redesign he looks so cute! <3), Farzuan, Scaramouche, Zhongli, Scacarmouche, and Venti!

[romeo-the-homeo]

so christopher really DIDNT say any of that, alexis was just lying lmao love her

[judasisgayriot]

I can’t do this without you, Nathan.

[machisoon]

Hello! I really like your writing, and I was wondering if you could perhaps write Bennett and Older Brother Reader? (platonic ofc, I'm not into incest)

The reader lives in Inazuma and decides to surprise Benny by visiting him during the Windblume festival!

-Aspheera

(AA... This scenario is so cute, I love writing platonic things!! Also sorry for taking this request extremely late! And sorry if any lore based things are wrong I haven't been on genshin in a while (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)..)

Pairing: Bennet X OlderBrother!Reader

CW: Nothing Bad Just Fluff, Platonic!

Synopsis: Recently You Heard News Of The Windblume Festival Going On And Desperately Wanted To See Your Brother Bennet! You Ultimately Decided To Surprise Him. (Beidou Is In This Because Obviously You Need A Way To Get Out Of Inazuma lol.)

This time you had too, you've been aching to see your brother Bennet. It's been a while, the complications mostly come from you guys living really far. You live in Inazuma as Bennet lives in Mondstadt, this makes you guys very separate and it makes it even worse knowing Inazuma is surrounded by nothing but the sea and it's just as hard to leave. Hearing news of Mondstadt's one of a kind: Windblume Festival you decided it was just the right time to go see your brother. You've been planning how to get out of Inazuma for a while but when you recently met "Captain Beidou." She recently offered to help sail you out of Inazuma and get to Mondstadt.

So here you were fixing your hair getting yourself ready, You had to sneak to a more sandy and secluded part where her boat would be parked, everything has been planned out as you were gleaming with joy, imagining Bennet turning around to the sound of you yelling "Hey Benny!" To him. And just as excited to step in the Nation Of Freedom. As you place your wooden brush neatly onto the shelf you run to your door swooping up your shoes fastening them tightly.

You take one final breath, storming out your house and to the place you and Beidou arranged. There was her big wooden boat with the nice flags for safe sailing. You've never actually been on a boat before so I guess it was more of a challenge to test if you had sea sickness.

"Beidou you up there?" You yell out. Suddenly she perks up staring down at you. She gives a soft smile. "Just on time I see, someone's quite excited." She says. She leans down on the wooden edge of the boat. One of her crew members throws down a ladder for you to easily climb. You make your way to a ladder climbing up onto her boat. You notice all the boxes lying around, and all her crew members eyeing you. "Welcome aboard, Y/N." Beidou says, giving your shoulder a pat. "So will there be complications getting out of Inazuma..?" You say. Beidou looks at you letting out a hesitant sigh. "It's more of a maybe. Sometimes these waters can be really aggressive. Especially with lighting. So I suggest you be careful." She responds. You nod your head, you never really went head on with the seas of Inazuma or the lighting but if those extreme measures were needed to see your brother you'd take them.

Your eyes shift open, you ended up knocking out on the boat. It was a very long exhausting ride. Beidou walks in motioning you to come out. You walk out and the bright sun hits your face along with this weirdly calming breeze.. You were here.. You took a moment to really take in your surroundings. You've been to Mondstadt before, it's where you were born before moving to Inazuma. But there was something so calming about the land that made it all the more better. "Y/N are you good from here or do you want us to get you to the town?" Beidou says, her eyebrows raising a bit along with her eye patch. "I'm good, I won't get lost." You say. You've already prepared a map. Beidou smiles and you wave bye to her and climb back down the wooden ladder stepping onto Mondstadt's land. Now the only task was just to get there..

When you saw them tall buildings and the nice stone bridge you knew exactly where you were. You also noticed how nicely decorated Mondstadt was even from a far view. But inside just made your jaw drop. Mondstadt was beautifully decorated head to toe with Blue accents and flowers extending across some of the buildings. You didn't know how it was possible but The Nation Of Freedom definitely knew how to make it feel like "Freedom." You noticed a bunch of people walking around talking to relatives and giving gifts to them as a sign of love and admiration.

Your eyes dart around for any sign of Bennet. And your eyes widen. There he was. He was on a balcony of some sorts seemingly just chilling there, but oh you can imagine what his face will contort into once he sees you. You decide your best bet is to not scare him but to sneak up behind him and say the nickname you gave him. You sneak your way to the staircase making it up the balcony, right behind him.

"Hey Benny!!~~" You say in a sly tone.

The familiarity in your voice elicits Bennet's head to whip around to look behind him. He lets out a short gasp taking in your presence. Before he takes everything in him to run into your arms. You swing him around happily. "I've missed you so much!!" Bennet says in pure happiness. "I've missed you too! I thought that maybe I could try to spend the Windblume Festival with my best brother ever!" You say back. Bennet finally decided to release you from his hug and he looks up at you. "How did you even get out of Inazuma?" He says. "A good friend of mine helped me... And uhh.. What is Windblume Festival about exactly?" You asked.

You were quite embarrassed by this question you asked. You completely forgot about what Windblume Festival is all about.. But Bennet smiles happily and clears his throat. "Well in my Terms it's a festival celebrating Mondstadt's Freedom. And it's about giving gifts to your loved ones and basically looking for love, oh! And to also offer Windblume's to Barbatos! It's just really a festival to spend time with the ones you love." Bennet says happily. "And now we can spend it together!" You respond. Just the thought of you spending such a festival with your Benny was enough to keep you on the edge.

Hours and hours went by of you and Bennet running around exploring all the nice things to do during the Windblume Festival. One thing you did was go to SpringVale to put the wreaths on the Foxes head. But when the sun started going down you and Bennet found yourselves chilling on the edge of Mondstadt's bridge.

Bennet randomly sniffles. You touch his shoulder quite confused till he hugs you tightly with tears running down his cheeks. "I'd never thought I'd see you again.. thanks bro.." He says. You couldn't help but smile and sigh before ruffling his hair. You playfully nudge his forehead causing him to laugh. You both stare at each other before both pulling something out of your pocket and saying in usion.

"I got this for you."

You both widened your eyes. In both of your hands was a heart necklace that interlocked. A souvenir you secretly bought for each other but wasn't expecting for both to buy the other half. "Wow.. Guess great minds think alike?" You say with a short giggle following. You and Bennet both put the necklaces on each other. "I can't believe we almost got the same gift." He says with a slight amused smile. "Hey... You're my other half anyways." You nudge Bennet and he rests his head on your shoulder as you guys watch the sunset.

"Do you have to back to Inazuma...?"

"No Benny, your big bro will stay here for as long as you like."

Silence filled the air until a short click was heard.

The heart necklaces interlocked.

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[platonic-qpr-selfshipping]

Hi! Can I request some hcs for an S/I who has Bennett (Genshin Impact) as a little brother? My S/I's a Mondstat resident w/ who is part of Benny's Adventure Team :D

Thanks in advance if yes!

thank you for the ask! this idea with him sounds lovely<3

Bennett as your little brother

¡! s/i is part of Benny's Adventure Team

When you told him you would love to join his Adventure Team, his eyes shined and he rushed to hug you with a wide smile. He celebrated you joining him as if something huge had just happened, and for him it meant the beginning of an amazing journey.

However, after a few fails in your first adventures and facing new troubles, doubt kicks in and you can notice. Bennett goes silent for a little while and isn't as motivated as always to search for new tasks for the group. And if you approach him to talk it out, he won't be able to keep it all to himself for long. Your presence and worry can be so reassuring for him that he finds himself suddenly trusting you with his thoughts.

Did you join the team because you were worried about what could happen to him? Do you actually enjoy going on adventures with him as a leader? Do you? If the conversation happens near night, he'll maybe ask to sleep with you after it. Don't worry, he promises to not move too much (...not like he can control that, though) and you'll wake up to your little brother snoring after a long day. Things will be alright.

I hope you know how to cook because meals when the team is small can get messy. And chaotic. Bennett will try his best to bring enough stuff for everyone, but that doesn't mean that will include specific ingredients needed for meals. Or that he won't somehow lose them in the way.

He'll be happy to help, though! His positive attitude shines even more when he gets to do things with you, and everyone who knows him can see that. Don't be surprised if you start hearing people in Mondstadt mention "the siblings of Benny's Team" (people miss the word Adventure sometimes) because of how obvious it is that you enjoy travelling together and fulfilling quests.

Bennett will love to mention to others the amazing things you've done in your adventures! Razor has heard from you multiple times already, so he easily feels at ease around you when he meets you. You take care of his friend, after all, and you bet Bennett is gonna try to make him shut up if he brings up how much he appreciates you and talks about you.

Will call you sibling a lot. Maybe ask if you want some secret code name for the Adventure Team, but he is rather used to showing the bond you have through words too so he would still use that between missions.

He's just so grateful to have you there! Coming back to Mondstadt together after a successful quest will surely mean you'll get a lot of smiles and a tight hug from him. He'll even try to invite the whole team to eat something, so please, take up your role as the older sibling and make sure he doesn't spend all his money on it!

[lothiriel84]

So Pure in Thought and Word and Deed

He was, in short, the spitting image of her husband, and she felt all the joy she had longed to share with him slip through her fingers and shatter to the ground at her feet.

A Pride and Prejudice ficlet. Darcy/Elizabeth, with Georgiana featuring prominently in her own right.

Not five months into their marriage, Elizabeth began suspecting that she might be with child. Thinking it prudent not to give her mother cause for any premature excitement, she wrote to her aunt Gardiner instead, and promptly received confirmation that, while it was still too soon to tell, all the signs pointed in that direction.  

Her heart full of joy at the prospect, she elected to take a long walk to steady her nerves before breaking the news to her loving husband. As she skirted the small farm at the far side of the park, she was surprised to find Mr Darcy’s favourite mount tied to the large oak tree standing in front of the house. Given that her husband had announced he would be away on business for the entire day, she was quite puzzled as to what his horse could be doing there, and without much consideration on her part, she found herself taking a turn around the modest yet well-kept garden. 

What she found there left her floundering in confusion at first, and then outright dread as the full implications of the scene presenting itself before her eyes started to sink in. There stood Fitzwilliam, bouncing a small child in his arms; the boy could be anywhere between one and two years of age, with a head of dark curls and the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen. He was, in short, the spitting image of her husband, and she felt all the joy she had longed to share with him slip through her fingers and shatter to the ground at her feet. 

Scarcely knowing where she was going, she fled as quickly as her legs would carry her; it was hours later when she eventually found her way back to Pemberley, where she immediately locked herself inside her chambers, ignoring Georgiana’s worried entreaties that she at least consented to have a tray sent in.  

If her husband had come to check on her upon his return later that evening, she did not know, as she had finally succeeded in crying herself to sleep. In the morning she took herself downstairs with something akin to bitter resignation, feeling as if all the happiness they had shared up until that moment had been nothing but a lie, and there was nothing left for her to look forward to anymore.  

“Elizabeth, my dear, have you been unwell?” Fitzwilliam enquired, ever solicitous of her, and it was enough to stoke the embers of her anger once more, despite her better efforts. 

“It is none of your concern, Sir,” she replied with an icy coldness that verged on dangerous. “I would not have you concern yourself on such trifling matters as your wife’s health.” 

Mr Darcy looked as if he had been slapped, and could not seem to find the words to express his confusion at such an abrupt change in her manners towards him. “If I have done something to offend you, Madam, I am deeply sorry for it – though I confess I am thoroughly in the dark as to the nature of my offence.” 

“Then let us talk about it no more. I find I have lost my appetite, so please excuse me if I retire to my rooms.” 

Not ten minutes later, there was a knock at her door, and she once again expressed her wish to be alone, even in the face of Georgiana’s clear distress.  

“Elizabeth, please,” her sister-in-law pleaded through the door. “Whatever the nature of your quarrel, I feel sure it is nothing but a misunderstanding. And you have not eaten since yesterday morning, you cannot go on like this, especially – in your condition.” 

That sweet, innocent Georgiana would figure out her secret before anyone else was something Elizabeth could not have anticipated. Still, she felt entirely too frazzled to face her new sister’s concerns, as well-meant as they were, and merely repeated that she required some rest; Georgiana, she felt sure, was too well-bread to reveal anything of so delicate nature to her brother, and that was the only think that mattered at the moment. 

She did not emerge from her voluntary seclusion for the next two days, though she accepted the trays that were sent to her rooms with absolute punctuality. The mere notion of food revolted her, but she needed to think of her child, if nothing else; it would not do to visit the sins of the father upon such an innocent creature as she was, in all likelihood, carrying inside herself.  

Fitzwilliam looked as startled as she had ever seen him when she finally made an appearance for tea. Still, she refused to meet his gaze, taking her place beside Georgiana instead.  

“Am I allowed to enquire how much longer do you plan to refuse to speak with your own husband, Elizabeth?” he asked of her in a low voice, barely waiting for his sister to excuse herself from company, after pleading a headache that would have scarcely fooled anyone.  

“That’s rich coming from you, Sir,” she shrugged, turning the full force of her irritation onto the slice of bread she was buttering. “I would have thought it congenial to your sensibilities, as you clearly appear to have kept something of much import from your own wife.” 

“I wish you would stop speaking in riddles, Madam,” Fitzwilliam replied, with a touch of his old temper. “Speak plainly, and I promise I shall address any concern you might have about this marriage.” 

Elizabeth considered him for a long moment, wondering how he could act the part of a gentleman with such well-practiced ease when he clearly was not. “Why have you never told me about the child? I think I could have born the proof of your past conduct much better, had I been informed of it directly, rather than having to discover it for myself.” 

All colour left his cheeks, and he stood up abruptly, glancing down to her in something akin to fear. “You have been to Mrs Goddard’s farm, have you not?” 

“I see you are not even making an attempt to deny it,” she stated with a sort of forced calm, clutching at her teacup so tightly that a detached part of herself wondered whether it would shatter in her grip. “I should be grateful for that, I presume. Tell me, is his mother so below you in station you could not bring yourself to act as any honourable man would, or were you so concerned about losing the good opinion of society as to abandon your own flesh and blood to protect your reputation?” 

“It is not as you think it is, Elizabeth,” he forced out with some difficulty, and there was something so pained about his countenance that she almost felt sorry for him. 

“Enlighten me, then. How, pray tell, are you going to explain the presence on your own estate of a child bearing such startling resemblance to yourself?” 

She had the momentary satisfaction of seeing her husband, always so in command of himself, falter before her very eyes. And yet, she did not feel so much vindicated as she felt utterly devastated in the face of such blatant disregard for her natural feelings on his part. “The secret is not mine to tell. I cannot, I will not betray their confidence, not even for your sake.” 

“That’s a very pretty excuse, Sir, but you cannot seriously expect your wife to content herself with letting matters slide, as if it was nothing.” 

“Nor can you expect me to go back on my own word,” he pleaded with her, to no avail. “I am not guilty of the sin you’re so keen to ascribe to me, but that is all I am allowed tell you in good conscience.” 

“Then we have nothing more to say to each other, I find. Good day to you, Sir.” She pushed away from her chair, and was halfway across the room when she very nearly collided with Georgiana, as pale as a ghost, who had apparently rushed in at that very moment. 

“I will not stand for this a moment longer,” she cried out in such anguish that gave even Elizabeth pause. “If you will not tell her, Fitzwilliam, then I shall, and you cannot stop me.” 

“Georgiana,” her brother entreated her, crossing the room in two swift strides, and reaching out for her arm as if to command her to silence. 

Georgiana, however, would not be swayed. “Robert is not Fitzwilliam’s son.” Her voice broke quite pitifully, yet she bravely soldiered on. “He’s his nephew. There, I have said it – despise me, if you will.” 

It took several moments for the full import of her sister-in-law’s words to register with Elizabeth. When they did at last, she found she was very much in need to sit down, and was only able to do so thanks to her husband, who very firmly escorted to the nearest chair. 

“I am so very sorry,” was the only speech she could manage, as Fitzwilliam pressed a glass of water to her lips, coaxing her to take small sips until her fainting fit had passed. “Oh, I shall never forgive myself, for as long as I shall live.” 

“You could not have known,” Georgiana shook her head, and although she still looked very pale and distressed, she offered Elizabeth the faint suggestion of a smile. “I could not bear to be made to marry his father, not after learning of his true intentions towards me. Fitzwilliam has been so very understanding throughout all this; he has done what he thought best to preserve my reputation, all the while ensuring that the child is well looked after, and he shall never want for anything in his life.” 

“You see now why I could not tell you, Elizabeth? I do own that it did not sit well with me, to keep such a thing hidden from my own wife, and that I had not stopped to consider what sort of conclusions you might reach, were you ever to find out – but I admit I had hoped you would trust my word as a gentleman, if nothing else.” 

“I beg your forgiveness, Sir,” she spoke very quietly, much ashamed of her earlier assumptions. “I allowed my fears to run away with me, and I have no excuse for accusing you so unjustly, save perhaps – but now is not the time, not when you have every cause to be displeased with my conduct.” 

Georgiana surprised them all by throwing her arms around her neck. “He shall be so very happy, I feel sure. I know that I am, for both of your sakes.” 

With that, she fled the room for good, leaving a very bemused brother to search his wife’s gaze for anything in the way of an explanation. What he found there, Elizabeth did not precisely know, but it seemed enough for his entire countenance to light up in a manner even she herself had seldom had the good fortune of witnessing before. 

“Oh, my love,” he all but choked out, gathering her to himself and pressing his lips very tenderly to her brow. “When?” 

“Next winter, I believe,” she told him in a voice much trembling with emotion, giving herself up at last to the comforting warmth of his embrace. 

[anghraine]

One of the things I like about canon Georgiana is that she's not really the eager Darcy/Elizabeth shipper she's often depicted as. It's not that I don't ship it myself, because it is 100% my ship to rule all other ships, but I like that Georgiana is ... normal about it?

At least, normal for a very anxious and insecure sixteen-year-old.

She likes Elizabeth because Darcy likes Elizabeth. We're told that he has described her so favorably to Georgiana that she (Georgiana) can't help but find her lovely and amiable. But this is a byproduct of Georgiana's profound respect for Darcy more than her understanding of Elizabeth. Georgiana likes her and thinks she's nice (and vice-versa), and she's excited by the news of their engagement and hopes Elizabeth will like her, which is ... also very normal.

And she's surprised to the point of being nearly alarmed by Elizabeth's willingness to tease(!!!) Darcy in the early days of the marriage, but Elizabeth and Georgiana do become quite close—as much as Darcy hoped for—and Georgiana is able to adapt and learn about marriage from Elizabeth.

IDK, I find it more endearing for Georgiana's response to evolve from "if my brother likes her, so do I" to a real and strong relationship as sisters, than to have instant easy rapport and a strong investment in a romance she knows very little about. And it does strike me as more natural and realistic for her to react that way.

[awigglycultist]

The Starkid, Tin Can Bros, Shipwrecked, & Adjecent Sexyman Bracket is finally here! (or the StarCanWrecked Bracket for short)

(zoom in to read)

These first matchups will be happening for four days. Round 1A (top left) today, Round 1B (bottom left) tomorrow, ect. Then the Round 2 matchups will take place over two days and then after that everything will be in one day.

Remember that this is a sexyman bracket, I know there's gonna be sometimes we can't but vote for our blorbo instead but please for the most part try to vote characters based off sexyman criteria.

Now get ready to vote and campaign for your sexymen!!

[kaythefloppa]

Not enough people talk about this, but the songs in Wild Kratts are complete ass and we should slander them to the fullest extent.

[cerealbishh]

the fact that people use daisy trying to convince mack to leave the framework and mack trying to convince a daisy to come home with him when she was being mind-controlled by hive in their video edits makes me so emotional

[strawberrylabs]

Whumptober day 10 (she/her version)

Prompt: You said you'd never leave

Whumptober Masterlist

They/them version, he/him version

Summary: You promised Bennet that you'd stay with him despite his misfortune. But what happens when you break that promise?

Warnings: Blood, gore, burns, graphic injuries, alludes to death, pain, broken bones, missiles/rockets (ruin guard)

When Bennet was adopted by the adventurer's guild, you were asked to look after him.

Of course you accepted.

Something about him just drew you in.

Next thing you know, you have a little brother who's with you every second of the day.

You taught him how to use a sword, How to control his vision when he got it, how to treat wounds, how to cook.

Even if he tripped over his own feet, burned his vision a little too hot, used too much ointment or burnt the food, you never gave up caring for him.

When he was a little older, he started worrying about his bad luck making you go away like it had so many other people in his life.

But time after time he brought it up, you assured him that you would never leave him. That you’d always stick by his side. You’d always be there to patch him up, to wipe his tears, to hold him when the nights got a little too dark.

Whenever he asked why you’d always reply

“It’s what big sisters are for”

The first time you called yourself his sister he cried. 

He clutched his heart and smiled as big ugly tears ran down his face.

After that he made it a point to call you his older sister, never failing to try and be the best younger brother he could. 

The two of you often did everything together. 

And that used to include commissions too- until you joined the knights.

Not much changed really, you were still as close as ever, only now you couldn’t help him on commissions..

It worried you at first, when he started coming back covered in more and more bruises and scratches, less treasure from the chests.. And less people in his team. 

You were annoyed at the people who had left his team, especially when he was so proud to have formed it in the first place. 

But when he never stopped smiling, and continued on with resilience even hardened adventurers didn’t have.

Over time your fears and worries all but subsided. You knew Bennet would not give up no matter what came his way in the future. 

And for the most part, everything was manageable. A few scrapes, a few bad commissions. Nothing serious..

Until one day Bennet hadn’t come home. 

Bennet was always home before you were, usually he’d prepare some tea or coffee or whatever your usual drink is for you.

But today he wasn’t there.

Most people would probably wait, simply thinking he’d gotten caught up with something.

But you knew better. Bennet would always find some way to let you know if he was going to be late. Always.

You ran to Kathryn and asked where his commission was. Sensing your distress, she told you

Stormterror’s lair.

The pit in your stomach grew. Stormterror’s lair was dangerous. Everyone knew this. The fact that that was where Bennet was, and he was late? Something was wrong.

You never ran so fast. You let Lawrence and Swan know to send backup as you ran out the gate, thinking of nothing but finding your brother.

When you made it to Stormterror’s lair, you heard a yell of ‘help!’ echo around the air.

“Bennet! Where are you?!” 

You ran in the direction of the voice, your feet aching from previously running all the way from Mondstadt. 

You hear your name.

You come to a halt when you see him; foot trapped underneath fallen rubble, scratches and bruises all over.

“I knew you’d find me! My bad luck is no match against my big sister!” Despite his words and smile, you were not blind to the tear tracks in the dirt of his face.

He was expecting to die here.

Your heart clenched. 

“That’s right. No matter what happens. I’ll always be there to beat your bad luck.”

Your words of comfort seemed to have spurred the universe on to spite you. 

The familiar, dreadful sound of a ruin guard powering up reached both of your ears.

No wasting more time, you tried to lift the stones off Bennet’s foot- said boy gritted his teeth in clear pain. 

Before you have the chance to move the rubble off of Bennet’s foot, you move to defend him from the incoming rockets.

You just pray to Barbatos, as you brace yourself to take the hit, that you survive.

The small rockets collide with the ground next to you, the heat of the explosions seering your skin. 

This is fine. 

They missed.

Just have to hurry before it figures out the angle.

If only you had remembered your weapon in your panic to find Bennet. Then you could have taken it out.

But alas, it would seem you’ve escaped the bad luck for too long.

Before you get a grip on the debris again, you feel another barrage of mini missiles collide with your back.

You refuse to scream. But you can’t hold back the groan as you feel your skin melt under the heat, blisters forming along your back.

The sticky sensation of warm blood from where the body of the missiles collided runs down your back.You can barely think. It hurts so much.

But you must get him out of here.

“Hey! Stop! Get out of here! Please! Don’t risk your life for mine, I'm begging you!” Bennet sobs as he watches your face contort in pain above him.

“Don’t worry kid. I’m not going anywhere, and I sure as hell am not dying here. I will get you out of here- I’ll get us both out of here.”

You can’t manage to lift the stones in the time you have between attacks.

You have no choice. You just have to shield him with your body until help arrives.

You position yourself in front of Bennet, bracing yourself for what you know is coming.

Another round strikes you.

Your skin burns. No- it boils.

The heat melts your skin and the molten metal fuses to your flesh.

You can feel your ribs crack and break from the sheer force of the impact.

It’s at this moment you’re glad the machine isn’t closer to you- If it were, the impact of the rockets would surely impale you.

You bite your lip, drawing blood. You refuse to make him feel worse by screaming or crying. But you don’t know how much longer you can hold.

“Please!! STOP!!” Bennet pleaded with you

More missiles. More sticky blood. More broken bones.

“I beg you! Please just run!”

More Missiles. Melted skin.

“You said you’d never leave! I can’t watch you die!”

You manage a smile.

“Exactly. I said I’d never leave. I don’t plan on leaving you here, and I don’t plan on dying.”

More missiles. This time you screamed. Your flesh has been burned to the bone. At least you can’t feel your back anymore; the nerves are all burnt away.

Bennet is no longer forming coherent words, just a mix of sobs and “please” and “this is my fault”

You look down and see you’re standing in a puddle of blood and flesh. The tar like concoction reeks of rotten meat and charred flesh. 

Just as you’re about to think about giving up-

“There they are!” 

The missiles stop, being redirected somewhere else.

The voice in your mind faintly registers the voice of Kaeya along with other knights.

They’re here.

You lasted long enough.

You fall to your knees, heaving air into your burnt lungs.

Bennet was safe. He’d be ok.

“Hey! C’mon You said you wouldn’t leave me! We’re so close, please!” Bennet’s voice is hoarse, and it cracks as he pleads with you once more.

Your vision is foggy and sounds are muffled. The adrenaline has begun to wear off. It hurts.

It hurts.

You barely register being picked up.

You blink.

You blink slow.

And you don’t open your eyes again.

…

At least, not yet they don’t.