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dearsnow · 6 months ago

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SEDATED

- you and your hookup buddy are looking for vastly different things in life. or, in which you discover that love can be a drug. (natasha “phoenix” trace x fem!reader, angst, alexa play casual by chappell roan & sedated by hozier ⚠️ SEX IS A PROMINENT THEME although it’s not a full explicit smut. 18+ only please)

word count: 1,221

a/n - wowww ok so this might be ooc but whatever, if it’s based on a hozier song it really can’t be that bad 🎉 and this is also my first explicitly 18+ story 💖 minors look away. idk if i’ll ever write actual smut because i would get embarrassed and it’s awkward but you never know <3

You’re her escape. When Natasha presses her lips to the column of your neck, your hands carding through her loose hair, it’s like nothing else in the world matters. She can pull you close, feeling your heartbeat against her own as her hand slips down underneath your panties. She can shiver under the heat of your quickening breath. She can pull sounds from your lips that no one else has ever managed to. The best part is that when you’re a mess underneath her, she can’t think of anything but you.

She has a lot to distract herself from, currently. Every training session pushes her harder and every additional deployment seems to become longer and tougher. Everything in her screams bloody murder when she stops to think about the work she’s doing and the lives that are at risk. It certainly doesn’t help that her father just passed away, right before she met you.

When she saw you in that bar, with your dress just short enough to get her riled up and heels just high enough to make you look unbearably sexy, she knew she needed to get in your pants. Unfortunately for you, your pants were the only thing she wanted. You were just what she needed to distract herself.

Natasha walked up to you as you were ordering a drink from the woman behind the counter, who you later learned was named Penny. She nodded to Penny and purred, “Put that on my tab.”

You turned around, eyebrows slightly furrowed in a way that made Natasha’s pulse pump faster. “Hello.” You weren’t mad that this gorgeous woman had just forcibly paid for your drink, but you were more wondering why.

“Hey.” She pulled a stool close to you and sat down, her thigh sliding between the gap in your own. “What’s a beautiful woman like you doing all alone?” Ah, flirting.

The line was cheesy and the both of you knew it, but it didn’t stop a broad smile from working its way up your face. “Waiting for another beautiful woman to sit down next to me. Now that you’re here, I think that goal has been checked off.”

You fell head over heels that night.

When she’s taking you apart with her mouth, fingers, anything, your heart stutters her name. She’s so giving, like her entire goal is to make your legs shake so badly she’ll have to carry you to the bathroom. The few times she’s allowed you to touch her, feel her, kiss her, and press your own fingers into her warmth, you feel like this is what you want to do for the rest of your life.

Natasha is gorgeous and fiery and bold, but never once has she made you feel unsafe. It’s like she’s completely in tune with everything that makes you tick— everything that you so hopelessly need.

Despite this, despite how desperately you want her to stay, she always leaves. It’s a ritual at this point; you have sex, she kisses you on the forehead, she dresses and uses the bathroom, and then walks out the door without so much as a glance backwards. You feel yourself breaking every single time.

“Natasha,” you whisper, pulling your bedsheets up to cover your exposed chest, “can you stay? Please, just this once.”

She turns around, already clothed. The look in her eyes is hard, like bedrock that hasn’t been dug up. Your gaze is sad in comparison. “I can’t.”

The lights in your room are dim. They soften her features, and as you reach to pull a shirt over your head, you almost believe that her expression may turn sweet yet. Almost.

“Why not?” You question. God, she thinks, you’re making this so hard. She can’t stay. If she stays, she won’t be able to come back again. Don’t you understand that? If she forms one more connection, one more goddamn person that she cares about, she thinks she might shatter.

She watches you pull up a pair of shorts, too, over your new, clean underwear. “Because I can’t. It’s better if we never cross that line, okay? We can fuck, but anything more than that just won’t work out.”

“And why is that, Nat? Do you just not like me enough to have a real relationship?” She can hear the challenge in your voice.

“Don’t call me that.” She states, opening your bedroom door with the intention to leave. “I can’t do anything serious.”

There’s anger pooling in your stomach. You understand not wanting a relationship, trust me, you do. But her tone is taut with curtness, like she doesn’t want to waste words on you. Like she never viewed you as a person, just a warm body. “And I can’t do what we’ve been doing anymore. I want you, Natasha, and if we’re just going to fuck around without ever finding out, I’m done.”

“Then we’re done.” She says simply. You feel something inside of you snap.

“Why is it that you just want me to play with? I thought there was at least some sense of care. I’m… I’m not going to stop you, but I need a reason.”

She sighs, turning around to face you. It’s night outside, far past the hour that anyone should be driving. Far past the hour that people should leave by. “You, this, what we’ve been doing sedates shit. Sex sedates shit. It’s an escape, alright? If I start actually liking you, that distraction is gone, and I’ll have to go back to square one.” She spits. There’s a certain vulnerability in her expression, one you never noticed before. “I really need that escape right now.”

Her last sentence is quiet, almost whispered. You reach out to touch her, and she flinches away. “Is the stability of a relationship not enough of an escape?”

She shakes her head, tight-lipped.

“I just wish you had told me sooner.” You falter.

She crosses your house with ease, pausing just long enough to hear your words and reply. “If I had, would you still have fucked me?”

It hurts. It hurts so bad you think if your legs had been any weaker, they would have given out from the sheer weight of her words. She never liked you, never wanted you. It all but presses you into the floor. You reach around her to unlock your front door, eyes brimming with tears. “No.”

She hesitates before stepping out. “Then I’m glad we had fun while we could. You’ll find what you want someday.”

“I wanted it to be you.” You’re crying now, and she looks at you like you’re a puppy with footprints on its haunches. It’s pity, pure pity. She gives you one last kiss on the cheek.

“I never did.”

With that, she steps out into the night, and you watch her go. When she gets into her car and drives away, you close your door with your back and slide down its wood paneling.

Sobs wrack your body as you bring your knees up to your chest. She was what you looked forward to in the mornings, and you were what she looked forward to in the dead of night. For once, you yourself feel like you might need some sedation.

It’s too bad that your only shot at it just walked away.

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kuromikuma · 6 months ago

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Rekindle (rewritten)

Joshua Rosfield x female reader | reunited with his betrothed.

TW: none

wc-491

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Still trying to sort out the gyomei fic but I rewrote my first ff16 fic

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"There's someone I think you would like to see." Joshua's brows furrowed in confusion at his brother's words.

"Someone I'd like to see?" he repeated, a perplexed expression crossing his face. He looked at his brother, his mind racing with the possibilities.

With that, Clive turned and left the room, leaving Joshua alone with his thoughts. He wondered who it could be that his brother thought he would like to see. A friend? A family member? The possibilities swirled through his mind, but he couldn't settle on anything specific. He decided to just wait and see, as his brother had instructed.

A few moments later, the door to the infirmary opened again. Tarja approached Joshua's bedside placing water on the side table with a slight smile on her face.

Joshua's heart skipped a beat. He straightened up in his bed. "Who is it?" he asked, slightly nervous.

He keeps his eyes on the door and a familiar girl walks in. "(Y/n)?" Joshua stands and the girl walks quickly to him and into his arms for a hug. He stands still for a moment in shock before he wraps his arms around her. While traveling with Jote he has thought a lot about what had happened to (y/n), where would she be and now she stands in front of him. Her long dark hair flowing over her shoulders. She was wearing a simple white dress, which you don't see very often now.

She tightens her hold on him. "Joshua."

Joshua couldn't believe his eyes. (Y/n) had been a childhood friend . They had grown up together, played together, and shared countless secrets. They were betrothed to each other as soon as his family found out the neighboring kingdoms queen had a daughter. After they left for phoenix gate he hadn't seen her since.

"How... how did you find her?" he asked, his mind still reeling from the surprise.

"Story for another time," Clive said. "But she's been with us at the hideaway for a while now."

Joshua's eyes filled with tears. He pulled away from the hug and reached took her hand in his. "I'm so glad you're here." he said. (Y/n) smiled and squeezed his hand. The two studied each other. Her face was radiant with beauty. The same honey colored eyes. She pulls one of her hands out of his and plays with the tips of his blond hair. She smiles, "Your hair has gotten longer."

Joshua returns her smile equally as excited about seeing her again after so long, "My hair, look at yours," he runs his fingers through the ends of her hair, "It used to reach your shoulders." Clive and Jill stand at the door watching them interact after so many years with smiles on their faces.

Then, (y/n) leaned forward and gave Joshua a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"I missed you," she said.

"I missed you too, my betrothed." Joshua replied.

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Thank you for reading

#final fantasy fanfic #final fantasy xvi fanfic #joshua rosfield x reader #Joshua Rosfield x female reader #joshua rosfield fanfic

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writersblockworks · 27 days ago

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Deadlock x Female!Reader

Stiff part two

Part 1 Part 2

Content warning: NSFW these ladies are fucking, teasing.

If anything is written bad, no it isn’t pretend it’s so good.

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You raise your shirt and throw it to the ground. You don’t want to wait, she made you wait long enough for her. You want to taste her, you want to love her, you want to make her feel loved, you want to satisfy her. Before you went into kiss her again, she stopped you. Oh no, what if she didn’t want this. You stop and sit back up.

“What’s wrong?” You ask her.

“I’ve never done this before.” She mutters.

“With a girl?

“With anyone.” She admits. You glance at your shirt on the floor, if she didn’t want this, you would just take her out to dinner. You lift your body off of her to grab your shirt, but she grabs your hips and makes you sit back down. Once you’re seated on top of her she relaxes, not letting go of your hips.

“It’s okay, if you’re not ready we can grab dinner.” You say. You start to rise up again, but she pulls you down again.

“No, I want this, I need this. Please, we can do dinner after but I need you.” She whispers. You’ve never seen her like this, you’ve never seen her beg. You smile and brush the blond strands of hair out of her face. Her face was hot to the touch, you used the back of your hand to stroke her cheek.

“Well, lucky for you, I also want this.” You whisper, moving closer to her as you said it. Until your lips were touching. A few pecks turned into longer kisses, the longer kissed turned into a make out session. A sloppy rough make out session.

Deadlock threw off her shirt. You took off your pants. You decided to take the lead, since she has never done this before. You wouldn’t make her do anything she was uncomfortable with. For a moment you two forgot you had to be quiet. With the kisses becoming messy, your clothes coming off, and her desperately trying to unclip your bra, being quiet was the least of your worries. You wanted to move down after un clipping her bra. As you tried to move down, the woman pinned you on the wall and held up your face.

“Let me take charge for a while.“ she whispers your eyes widen with excitement. You wouldn’t have minded if you had to dominate her, but you liked them she took charge. It turned you on. She started kissing your body. From your neck, then your boobs, your stomach, then your thighs, you couldn’t help but whimper when she kissed you, you started to melt at her touch. She looked at you as she placed her mouth on you, looking for any sign of satisfaction. She got what she was looking for, it felt as if you were about to explode. You let out a soft moan when she hit your clit with her tongue. She lifted her head up

“I’m so glad you like this darling, you taste so good.” She whispered. You started to whimper when she touched your thighs, she was teasing you. At the worst time, got you hated it but the way she spoke to you made you forget about being upset. You needed her to play with you.

“Iselin.. please…” you whisper, you beg her to touch you, eat you out again, you beg her to cum. You were no longer whispering, you needed her. All she did was just smirk at you, she knew she was holding so much power. Before she could kiss your thighs, her phone lit up, signaling that she had a text. She tried to ignore it, but her phone was so bright.

“What could anyone want.” She grumbled before picking up her phone, turning it on to see the texts. After a moment, she turned a bright red.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” You ask her.

“Darling, don’t moan to loud next time.” She said, you turned deep red. You couldn’t believe someone heard you moan and beg.

“Who was it?” You asked

“Skye.” She said. Hearing it was your mutual friend you took a sigh of relief, it was bad you were heard at all, but at least it wasn’t Phoenix or Sova

“Do you want to keep going?” She asked, you answer by moving your hips to her, ever so slightly. It was enough to get her attention.

“I want you.” You say to her. She smiles at you before finally finishing what she started. You’re knees started to feel weak, you wanted to collapse. So you leaned on the wall befphind you for support. She must have noticed, because she pushed your body against the wall. You couldn’t help but let out a moan, then more moans. She doesn’t stop, but starts to go faster.

“No, keep your pace if you want me to cum.” You instructed, she returns to the speed she was at before. “Good girl” you whisper while playing with her hair. After a little bit it of her listening you started to feel weak.

“Iselin, I’m about to cum.” You whisper between moans, she looks up at you as you finally release. She stands up to look you in my eye. You were panting and shaking. You wanted to go sit or at least fine something to lean on. You looked at Iselin, her hair was a mess, strands of blonde misplaced oh her head. She still looked perfect. She gave you a kiss, a soft kiss, her lips were soft. Once she pulled away, you hugged her. That’s all you wanted to do in this moment. Well you wanted two things, but the second was going to have to wait. She picked you up and carried you to her bed. She laid you down.

“You did so good.” She whispered, playing with your hair.

“You did all the work, for someone who has never done this, you did really, really good.” You say, grabbing her hand and placing it on your face.

“Can I return the favor to you?” You ask, you didn’t know how to ask her. It came out awkward. Your face went red.

“As much as I want you to be under me, you’re tired, and not horny anymore.” She says. You sat up and grabbed her hips.

“You don’t understand, I’ll do it for you, I always want you.” You say. While you were serious all she did was smile at you, then she let out a quiet laugh. God that smile, that smile that you would do anything for. You finally heard a bit of her laugh, it was music to your ears.

“How about, we grab dinner first. Then when we get back, we can go again.” She said. “But I’m first.” She teased.

“I’ll put you first whenever you want. I’ll do anything.” You whisper.

“You’re acting like a dog.”

“I’ll be yours. Let me be yours.” You plead. She smiled and nodded excitedly. You could feel your heart explode. You both crashed into each other. Your noses hit each other, you didn’t care about the pain, you’re taking her to dinner.

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Sorry it wasn’t as long, but let me know if you guys want a part 3

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lephamquynhnhu · 1 year ago

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Millennial Aegis

Chapter 6 (End)

Jing Yuan x Fem! reader

WARNINGS/ TAGS: Arranged marriage, the reader has a default name, OOC, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. (This is a work of fanfiction, events are not aligned or relevant to the original work)

Word count: ~3000

Summary: He is so stubborn to give up on you, and you are too hard-headed to reciprocate his affection. When do you both stop torturing each other?

Note: The first line I wish to express my sincere appreciation to Tanpostblog, crazy-ghostwriter, babymarshall, lady-cryptstone, mikakosama, thatanonymouschocolate, xdrin, Jingyuanbeloved, and briacee for your constant support on this series. I planned on finishing it in five chapters, but it was longer than expected.

You were falling into an unlimited spiral abyss and witnessing how the flame phoenix was born. Suddenly, a horrendous scene unfolds in front of your eyes while running restlessly. The desolate landscape with appalling carnage full of heads, limbs, and gnawing bodies sprawling on the ground burdened on a red spider lilies field. You could practically hear their spirits accuse and curse your name for not saving them when the wind carrying a foul smell breezed. Everything was dyed in a dead vermillion hue as the bloodred moon glared upon soil permeated with millions of innocent lives.

You agonized over long and hard what to do, just fleeting from the dying world. You kept running until you saw the familiar shape on the apex of a hill built by multiple deceased bodies. Your eyes widen when you recognize Jing Yuan hanging on the wooden cross with a tored throat, limbs dissipated, and crows hovering above. Before you could scream out of horrifying, rotten hands rising from the surface grabbed your legs to sink you to hell. The last thing that remained was the cursed moon bleeding its black mud down.

The dreadful sight dispels as you jolt awake with cold sweat beads on your brows and forget everything about the nightmare as the utmost sore strikethrough your body. Only a little stir is enough to accumulate the aching. However, the coziness of Jing Yuan's embrace soothes your pain, which must be solace for his roughness last night. The sound of you waking up makes him smile slightly as he feels you cuddle against him. His hand reaches over to stroke your hair gently, causing a sense of warmth and comfort.

"Jing Yuan! What were you last night? A wild beast devoured his spouse alive?" You point your index finger at his nose, scolding him. The amber eyes waver, then alight with mischief when he looks back at you, trying not to laugh and shaking his head. He is unascertained if he wants to answer that question.

"Don't you dare to laugh! Do you have any idea how much it hurts right now?" You intend a feathery tap at his face, but the general quickly stops your wrist before it lands its target. His eyes narrow as he stares down at you, still holding your arm in place as he speaks calmly.

"I am truly sorry. I went overboard last night, so I beg your pardon, my lady."

He seems apologetic and genuine about what happened last night when Jing Yuan leads your hand to cup his cheek and kisses your palm. The free hand runs over your bruising chest with his hickeys when you caress his cheekbone affectionately and grant him amnesty. Then he leans forward to kiss you, slipping his tongue out and meeting yours whilst fingers lightly running along your neck. As he pulls away, Jing Yuan winks at you slyly.

You both were supposed to have a blissful marriage if the Stellaron Disaster was not downcast.

Your heart ached when the general returned from battle in an unconscious state again, and you began thinking of his laden responsibility. Being protected and protecting are two separate things asunder. What did it feel like to present as Luofu's General for millennia? Has he ever been tired of being bestowed with unparalleled intellect and peerless swordsmanship? Maybe you have hidden behind his wings and rested for too long. Hence, it was time for your turn to be his guardian, to fulfill your wish under that silver moon.

However, the mission got more challenging since Jing Yuan forbade and blocked your exploiting investigation of the case. A red denial ablaze brightly on the monitor whenever you try to access the information, and even agents of the Cabinet who were well-informed about the Stellaron refused to answer its topic. To obtain sufficient data for analysis, the intel of battling with Lord Phantylia is an invaluable fragment. As a result, the sole method is infiltrating his archive room to duplicate the data.

Your palms sweated, and Adrenaline coursed through your bloodline rapidly as you heard footsteps resonating closer to the archive's vicinity. Luckily, the replicating progress indicates successful copying before the general entry. Your heart beat loudly at the eardrum when concealing under the trapdoor and overhearing their off-topic chit-chat. A bizarre feeling settled in your ribcage as soon as Lieutenant Yanqing shifted the conservation into Lady Tingyun's affair; Lord Jing Yuan cleverly avoided discussing it and walked out once he found the needed document.

Your suspicion was soon confirmed at night when he asked you to bring his demanded file from the study room. This Arbitrary-General only needs an excuse to pull you into his lap with arms secured around your waist, preventing you from running off. The papers fall messily on the cold tile floor for all he cares while Jing Yuan settles you steadily on his thigh.

"You sneaked into my archive room today, didn't you?"

Your blood froze on the spot when hearing the sternness laces in his voice, and you could tell he was mad by the intense stare in those narrowed eyes. You were sure to successfully hack and insert illusion into all the surveillance cameras without leaving a doubtful trace. Nevertheless, the moment you prefer to object, your husband points out the undeniable evidence that keeps your mouth shut because you would never expect every existence in the archive to live for a purpose. His brush pen laid oblique compared to the original place indicated in your presence since only you two shared the accessed authority. Therefore, Jing Yuan takes your silence as an implied answer.

"A Zhi, please do me a favor just for this time." - He dives head into your sternum, exhaling his favorite scent. - "Whether it is a felony or misdemeanor in Luofu, I will assign it to you as you wish in exchange for retreating from this Stellaron's study."

The nuance in his beseech expresses its critical level, so your reason to follow the case magnifies significantly. Being consorts for centuries, the general can sense your definitive response before you materialize it vocally.

"Don't force me to impose on you more restrictions." - His voice mutates as strictly as iron, and the mild amber orbs morph into icebergs. Jing Yuan interprets your stubbornness, so he must not falter because he swore an oath to his name, even your father, to keep you from harm at all cost. Thus, this is not a rash threat.

After sharing a long stare competition, you attempt to push your luck by tracing fingertips along his hem's collar and start negotiating. Nevertheless, he does not back off, remaining immovable as a stone figure.

"I had better understand that 'The same trick won't do twice.' more than anyone else as a Strategic advisor." - You chide yourself while pushing your hands up in a surrendering manner and claiming your withdrawal. The general knows it is a lie, yet he wants to believe in your lie.

However, the cost of defying reduces your chance to zero. You never think he could be this ruthless when it comes to warfare. The first dispute you two have encountered leads to the bitter end when he constrains you as a punishment. Not only do you hand the USB over to him, but Jing Yuan also forfeits your accessed authority to his archive and temporarily discharges your position in the Internal Affairs Bureau. Although the man chooses to put faith in your dishonesty, that does not mean he sits duck and forecasts the second rebellion.

"The guest room might serve your service." - You press cold lips against his earlobe to fake a kiss, breathe in slowly to suppress the fury that awaits to explode. - "Begone, out of my sight."

Both of you know that he does not even mind sleeping in the corridor in the condition to get you off Stellaron's case. To you, this argument and those limitations are nothing more than gravel scattering in your path. Conversely, they may be a potential opportunity to exploit. From now onward, it is an underground battle of wits between the Luofu's general and his strategist. Whoever gets the fastest information will win.

With your interim situation, continuing to collect and analyze the data in the Cabinet is no longer a feasible option. Hence, the Astral crew will be one of your allies now, but you cannot let your guard down to directly connect to them. Every step and each alternative you take will stake your liability if Jing Yuan recognizes the intrigue. Employing spies to mine their information is a sensible way to conceal your hands, and thanks to the brief time interacting with them, you can depict their personalities. March 7th and the Trailblazer are amiable friends who are inclined to share the intel. As for Mister Yang, you should be wary of this man when assigning your subordinates around him.

In addition to your partners, Blade and Kafka might not escape Luofu yet because their wanted posters cover every alley. And a competitive merchant could acquire benefits if taking advantage of quid pro quo. You deem the Arbitrary General was too tolerant to restrain someone. If he were cruel enough to shut you in a cell, you would not contract with Silver Wolf. With this genius hacker, you can unauthorized access the network of Internal Affairs freely to obtain top-secret information.

"You will become a political criminal and be accused of national betrayal, Lady Jin." - The angelic voice of the purple-haired woman singsong at your side while making a deal. Her saccharine smile dripping with nullifying nerve poison did not cast a jinx on you. As long as you are eligible to rescue Xianzhou, you do not mind hand-tarnishing and playing the villain's role.

Furthermore, to prevent your information blockchain from leaking or any accidents, you divide the source into two segments: electronic data and physical version. As for the software, you are confident about Silver Wolf's system, and the spy team will develop a coding system that only you can decipher those materialized documents.

You are now very close to the truth of Stellaron and the purpose of Tingyun's missing. This battle is not just about wits, but also about psychology because your mentality will break at any time when working under intense pressure, and you are positive that Jing Yuan still keeps a tab on your actions. It seems like walking onto a rope since any stripped steps will lead you to fall into an abyss. You have already gambled everything into this Stellaron case, so trivial mistakes are unacceptable.

"Xianzhou is in its dead end, huh?" - A hopeless sigh leaves your lips as you drum the Ambrosial Abor's bark on the table. It was once a remnant of Phantylia's physical body and still lingering her power. You ordered a reconnaissance mission for Yu Ye - one of your spies, to scout Scalegorge Waterscape and collect some observations. According to the final analysis, it turns out like you used to suspect. Disciples of the Sanctus Medicus organization have an inextricable link to the path of Destruction, and Danshu is their leader. The bags under your eyes connote white nights of restlessly investigating the case and strategizing an offensive plan. However, the more you try, the more desperate you get because the end of Xianzhou is nigh.

"General will rampage..." - You pungently laugh while considering the ace to rescue the ship from its wreckage.

Three days after your finding, Lord Phantylia ambushes with another appearance and boundless potency. She synthesizes with the Ambrosial Abor and devastates all axis avenues to isolate the Divination Commission. The bell of an urgent evacuation was announced deafeningly as the defensive force assembled under the general's order. The Internal Affairs determines this turmoil with the highest rank: The Grand Calamity. Jing Yuan and the Astral Express, including the support of Imbibitor Lunae's incarnation, combat valiantly to repel her attacks, even rip off her earthly body again. But alas, the assault was no more than bait to whittle their stamina.

The vassals of Destruction are truly twisted creatures because Phantylia used Tingyun as her backup vessel to manifest as a pseudo-embodiment. The circumstance gets dire when Jing Yuan eradicates her presentation. Phantylia's insane laugh echoes across the frontline when she obtains her end, revealing that Stellaron's core gained its humanoid attribute inlaid into the tree, which has grown maturity and is about to blow away Luofu. Everyone roots their feet on the ground, trucking with astonishment when they realize it took Tingyun's features for preference. In the meantime, you have fully prepared and hurriedly advanced to the battlefield.

"You will die." - said Fu Xuan, who abruptly hinders your way with two Cloud Knight soldiers standing behind. You silently commend her clairvoyance as clutching on the long sleeve. General's order or not, you will not be backward this time and instinctively initiate the combat stance without saying. However, to your surprise, Fu Xuan raises her hand to display a military-style greeting.

"Farewell, Tactician. We will always remember you."

The usual stoic face transfers into solemnness, and a faint smile decorates her complexion when you reciprocate her respects. The Apocalypse has befallen Luofu, so either going to the gallows today or tomorrow, your destiny is inevitable. Reversely, Xianzhou will be safe if she lets you go.

"Then, I go first. Goodbye, Master Diviner."

Little do you know, as soon as your turning heels march forth, tears cascade like small streams on Fu Xuan's features because she knows this is the last conversation. Her hand keeps in place while watching your figure gradually shrink into the bands of light, embarking on the suicide mission.

Twilight dyes the Cetral Starskiff Haven into a honeyed hue, pouring his shadow long onto the cemented ground. The evening breeze wafts in the scent of mid-summer, causing the scarlet hair tie to dangle slowly while Jing Yuan is grazing the sunset. His mind winds up reminiscing about your record, about that fatal day.

You confessed all your sins, described detailed tactics of your scheme in a willing video, and pinpointed your study's whereabouts in the first half.

[...Luofu needs you, Lord Jing Yuan. I was always the one who was protected, so this is my turn to protect you as well as the whole of Xianzhou. As a discerning general, I ascertained you know it is impossible to win without casualties and sacrifices more than anyone else. Even though offering up my life cannot redeem my crime, I still hope you will forgive me.]

Your arrival at the frontline was most opportune when everyone was on their knees. Jing Yuan's pupils squeezed at the scene of you proceeding forward with a peary shaman uniform. As you acknowledged your presence, a sudden sensation of a familiar and alien mixture boiled up his blood like a deja vu phenomenon. He foresaw a vicious omen when the milieu gradually shifted into a foreign landscape according to your spells. Precisely, the one with a flowery blooming hill and roseate pastel petals looms freely. Because the Stellaron's core was attached to the Ambrosial Arbor's ley line, the sensible way to destroy it was using your fate to cut off the link between them by creating a Bounded Field.

You acquired the relic and its summoning rhapsody from a nomadic entrepreneur for your collecting hobby. At first, you thought it was no more than a myth until you nearly died in an impromptu trial. Jing Yuan never barked orders to you before, but he did back then because this ancient omnipotent power of Divine Phoenix would consume your life and shatter your spirit core, which meant you could not reincarnate.

However, staying in the cosmos of the Imaginary Hanging Garden, he was but a spectator who bore witness to the sacrificial rite.

"Breath of flame, wings of iron

Resurrect in the evening shroud

We seek for thine salvation

Hear me, and materialize thineself, Millennial Aegis!"

The light of four directions rendezvous immediately at the melody from your jade flute. Aurora borealis proudly formed the cupola shape aloft while the Orion constellation blazed in the vermillion sky. All the exaggerated phenomena used to welcome a gigantic phoenix descends.

A paramount terror besieged Jing Yuan's features when he saw the Extreme Crevasse covering your hands and creeping up your face.

When Millenial Aegis beat its wings and annihilated the Stellaron's core, the Bounded Field progressively faded, and so did you. The general darted toward you as quickly as possible, but your body completely evaporated into the ether, leaving behind your belongings before he could reach you. The jade flute carving of an elaborate phoenix rolled beside his heel whilst Jing Yuan held your shaman attire dumbfoundedly.

"Glory to the Xianzhou." was your last sentence with a peaceful smile.

Immortal is supposed to be a heavenly gift but turns out to be an eternal torment when it carries an unrecoverable wound and chronic affliction, which causes him half-dead, half-alive. Autumn left, Winter came, Spring withered, and endless loops of seasons with time dusting the old memories cannot replenish his hollow soul. Even in another life, you two will never have happiness because it is a perpetual partition. Jing Yuan does not usually tolerate liars, yet he made an exception for you because no matter how hard he tried, the man could not nurture grudges whom he loves to the world beyond. His heart still throbs beside your memento-the red Camillia hair ornament that neatly stays at the inner chest pocket but no longer shows vital signs.

[I am not afraid of falling into limbo. I only mind that my contribution becomes meaningless. Please live a happy life henceforth devoid of me because this is the last time I say 'I always love thee.']

Jing Yuan was just dreaming. Dreaming of having another chance to protect you and see your smile once again.

Millions of possibilities cannot bring you back; he knows because he tried.

Millions of tears either, he knows because he cried.

Footnote: I intend to write for Dan Feng next, but it will take a long time, and I won't post any fics in the near future. Therefore, you can unfollow me if you want. Again, thank you to all readers who love my fanfic.

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sweetpandorabox · 2 years ago

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Oopsy Daisey - Neville Longbottom x Female Reader (One Shot)

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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Synopsis: Cielo is one of the most popular girls in Gryffindor's house, known for her beauty, kindness, and witty personality every boy is falling practically down on her feet juniors or seniors. They're willing to do anything just to be able to have a small conversation with her or go out on a date with her, but every guy has tried, and pretty much failed only being able to adore her from afar except for one. An insecure, shy, and clumsy plant-loving boy who's a year below her has had a crush on her since his 3rd year, not knowing how to get her attention to notice or like him back, he grew disappointed in himself every day for wasting time. One day a group of slightly older Gryffindor guys decided to help Neville caught your attention, but was it genuine help or are they trying to set him up to fail his chances with you?

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Cielo (Female Reader)

Story Settings: This fanfiction is set in your 6th of Hogwarts, during the Order of the Phoenix time (You're a Gryffindor student for this one and you're also a year above Neville). Anything that's bolded and in italic is a flashback scene.

Terms 📖:

Y/L/N: Your last name

Y/E/C : Your eye color

Y/H/C : Your hair color

Warnings⚠️: Bullying but other than that it's pure fluff.

A/N: Why hello there sexy people, so first off this fanfic is actually a personalized gift for a fellow friend @milivanili99 a.k.a the lovely Cielo, she's incredibly amazing at making scrapbook collages and she happened to make me one for Valentine's day this year, which you can check out by clicking here. I love her so much she's amazing and just such an angelic human being so give her a follow if you can because trust me you won't regret it. Anyways I'm trying to make this readable for everyone as well but I will be using Cielo's name here as the Y/N female character and will be using the She/Her pronouns okay enjoy bye bye, I love you all. P.s. I'm so sorry if the ending isn't all that good, I was struggling to write the ending but I hope this is okay 😓

Word Count: 4,714

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"Hmm, do you reckon Honeydukes will be busy this Saturday? I've been wanting to try one of that new grape flavor sugar quills" Ginny wondered towards Luna and the seemingly distracted Neville staring off into the other side of the library no longer interested in his potions homework. "I'm not sure, but would I be able to come along with you? father happens to love sugar quills, and it wouldn't hurt to mail him some while he's writing the next issue of the Quibbler. I can't wait to hand more copies around" Luna smiled sweetly wearing her multicolored Spectrespecs giving her a look of a demented yet adorable owl. Ginny giggled at the sight of Luna moving her head around swiftly, trying to find those invisible Wrackspurt creatures that float through your ears and make your brain go fuzzy, "Well of course Luna, you can totally come along. I wanted to go with both of you actually so how about we meet at around noon tomorrow? by the fountain in the clocktower courtyard? Ginny proposed.

Luna gave her an enthusiastic double thumbs up but Neville seems to be in his little world, leading Ginny to call out after him. "How about you Nev? are you down to come this Saturday?" Nothing, he can't even master a small nod, Ginny is pretty dang on sure that Neville didn't hear anything she said nor ask him, so she tried again. "Hello, Neville… would you like to go to Honeydukes with me and Luna this Saturday?" she asks raising her voice slightly but no, nothing once more, Ginny grew concerned, and turned to look at Luna who was all caught up with what's happening so she tried tapping him on the shoulder gently. "Huh? I'm sorry what was that?" Neville migrates back to reality shaking his head in an attempt to focus, confused about what he's been missing, without answering his questions Ginny and Luna move their heads away from Neville to spot a certain person he's been staring at across the room for the past 10 minutes.

And there sat Cielo studying alone, she's a popular and extremely pretty girl in her 6th year, she was sorted into Gryffindor in her first year and instantly became best friends with one of the Gryffindor chasers Katie Bell. She's known to be a kind and immensely brave witch, she was one of the biggest supporters of Hermione's S.P.E.W cause as she believed the same thing Hermione did, that all Elves should be freed and instead receive wages, pensions, sick leave, and other benefits that a normal worker earns. She helped Hermione in any way she can like handing out badges and standing up to those who even dares to try and criticize Hermione for her beliefs, earning herself respect not just from Hermione but from Harry and Ron as well, who both made it quite obvious that they fancied her. She was also selected as a perfect in her 5th year which double the number of boys getting themselves into trouble just to talk to her, Fred and George seem to have it bad for her compared to the others, pulling stupid pranks and stunts knowing that she'd lecture them about it so they can spend about 45 minutes just staring at her pretty face, Y/H/C and soft looking hair matching her glimmering Y/E/C eyes get all worked up about how childish their actions were.

But boys aside she truly was a great young witch, she was pretty, brave, and kind, a triple threat of some sort to all the other Gryffindor girls and even those outside the red and gold house. Ginny and Luna smiled simultaneously at Cielo's sight and return their attention to the now beetroot-faced Neville looking down at his advanced potion-making book shyly. Ginny and Luna shared a quiet giggle knowing how bad Neville's crush on her has gotten over the years as it all started in his 3rd year. "Well then…" Ginny cleared her throat trying her best not to sound amused, "Nev would you like to go Honeydukes with me and Luna this Saturday?" The red-headed girl repeats for the last time, with Luna giving the shy Gryffindor some gentle rubs on his left shoulder, he masters up a small nod this time unable to face his two best friends, embarrassed that after all these years he can't seem to just talk to her like all the boys had, he needs to at least try but his shyness and insecurities seem to be holding him, hostage, preventing him to do what he wants to do. Luna being the smart and wise Ravenclaw she is lets out a small gasp over an idea, "W-what is it Luna?" Neville asks finally being able to lift his head to look at her concernedly.

Luna turned her head towards a confused-looking Ginny and Neville before filling them in on the idea. "Neville you've liked Cielo for almost 3 years now, I think you need to step it up and stop beating around the bush before some other guy actually got a chance and goes out with her" Luna states determination coating her tone, Ginny and Neville looked each other for a second before returning their attention to the blonde girl, "An idea popped into my head about 2 minutes ago, why don't you just send her a letter confessing your feelings for her since you're so awfully shy, and maybe send her some flowers, surely you know everything about her at this point right?" Luna asks bluntly which left Neville red once more. Ginny smiled at Luna's bright idea "That's a great idea, Luna, I mean it'll be nice to let her breathe while also getting Neville's feelings across, just look at her over there, I heard her study period are the only times she can be alone without boys up her arse or girls giving her dirty looks and spreading ugly gossips about her because they're jealous" Ginny mentioned giving a sympathetic look towards the busy looking Cielo.

Neville couldn't speak at this point, a perk of having two girls as his best friends is that he understood a lot about girls but a disadvantage of this is that he can't seem to disagree with them, they always win in the end so he opts to stay quiet and maybe this plan would work in his favor. "Great that settles it then we can plan something more tomorrow during our Hogsmeade trip" Luna added giving both Ginny and Neville a supportive smile before raising her hand out to do their three-way handshake, Ginny joined her hands in, soon both girls waited for the emerald-eyed boy to join them, "You in Neville?" Ginny asked in a reassuring tone before he reluctantly joined in, ending the adorable and long handshake between the two girls with a group hug. Days passed after the plan-filled Hogsmeade trip between the silver trio, Neville had a great time then, he never actually chipped in on anything as it was mostly the girls coming up with ideas on how Neville could catch Cielo's attention and what to possibly get for the plan.

Neville sat himself down on an empty section of the Gryffindor table inside the great hall during breakfast this morning, with a well-written love letter for Cielo ready, placed inside the pocket of his robe, and a small bouquet of roses in hand, he quietly waited for Cielo to turn up this morning so he can finally get it over and done with. Nervousness starts to swallow him whole, his palm was sweaty and his heart is beating out of his chest but he tries to soothe all these things away, by remembering what Luna and Ginny had instructed him to do during that helpful and fun Hogsmeade trip. "Okay so I think the best move for you Nev, is to write her a letter like we planned, just a short and sweet letter confessing your feelings for her, why you liked her, and if she's willing to go to Hogsmeade with you that following weekend when you give her that letter" Ginny suggested enjoying her grape flavor sugar quills while walking back to the castle, linking her right arm into Neville's left arm while Luna links her left arm to Neville's right arm.

Luna nodded along with Ginny's suggestions and manage to add "Oh and if you have time before giving her the ready-made letter, you should pick up a bouquet, even if she didn't reciprocate her feeling back to you, she'll appreciate your sweet gesture and I'm sure she's more then willing to be your friend after" Luna almost comforted Neville to ease him that if she didn't like him back as a worst-case scenario, she's still a kind person and she's sure that Cielo will never put Neville in a spot where she embarrassed him or unnecessarily tell others about her rejecting the poor ole Neville. The herbology-loving boy, couldn't look at either girl as he merely focuses on the ground making sure they were walking safely, but he did master a small nod to each of their brilliant ideas. Once the trio reached the clocktower courtyard, they sat on the antique fountain surrounded by statues of eagles.

Ginny noticed a worried look swarming over Neville's face before she reached her hand onto his right shoulder, "Nev, you've got nothing to lose, trust me if she isn't the one for you there will be other people alright?" Neville placed his hand on top of hers and nodded as she was practically right, Luna joined in and says "You got this, we believed in you" she smile kindly which puts a smile on Neville and Ginny's faces, ending the Hogsmeade trip sweetly. Looking back at the memory has helped soothe his nervousness and fast heartbeats away for now, it soothes him enough in fact that now he's able to have an appetite for breakfast and ate about 2 slices of toast with butter and jam. Although it would probably be so helpful to have the girls here at this moment for a little encouragement, sadly both couldn't make it as Ginny got an early morning quidditch practice while Luna is busy sorting through piles of the next issue of the Quibbler so it's all ready to be hand out by lunchtime today, both girls were upset that they couldn't be there but they wished him all the luck which gave Neville some sort of a confidence boost.

Trying not to think so hard as he anxiously waits for Cielo's arrival, eating his toast, a couple of delinquents and arrogant Gryffindor boys from Cielo's year has sat themselves a couple of spots away, not far off from Neville, laughing loudly and obnoxiously while disgustingly eating their breakfast with no manners to be found. This particular group of year 6 boys has it bad for Cielo too, just like any other Gryffindor boys have, but above all else, they value bullying, embarrassing others, pulling stupid pranks, and picking on others because they think being an arsehole is a personality trait and girls find it attractive. Well spoiler alert they don't and that includes Cielo as she couldn't stand them, but it doesn't look like those boys would stop anytime soon as one of them starts talking, "I'm bored out of my mind, see anyone we can pick for fun before class starts?" one of the taller boys ask his 4 other friends, "Hmm I don't know, I don't suppose any of have you seen Longbottom have you?" the weird one asks around the others. They all look around the Gryffindor table until "Aha got him" the pudgy one mentioned, making all the other 4 boys look in his direction.

"There he is sitting all alone eating some toast…looks like looney Lovegood nor carrot top pretty Weasley won't be saving his arse today" the Athletic one mentioned with sinister lacing his voice, as the other nodded in agreement, "What do you say boys should we come and say hi to our fellow herbolodork of a friend, I see he's got a bouquet there with him… wonder who it's for" the vain one laughs mockingly as all the others did as well, in unison before finally getting up out of their seat and make their way over to the nervous wreck of a boy sitting alone. Neville had finally finished his breakfast, and as he tossed his dirty plates aside still waiting for Cielo, he looked desperately and impatiently over the grand entrance of the great hall, just hoping that everything is going according to plan but of course, things are about to go downhill. "Longbottom haven't seen you in a while mate" The athletic one greets him by putting a gentle hand on his left shoulder which forces Neville to look away from the entrance and face the familiar voice and laughs trailing behind him.

"U-Uhm what can I h-help you guys with?" Neville stammered scared for his well-being, the boys sat around him, some by his sides and some across from him. "Oh relax Longbottom we're not going to do anything to you, just wanted to have a chat" the pudgy one explained with slight wickedness in his voice, Neville was reluctant but he nodded trying to keep the letter hidden, but unfortunately he couldn't keep the bouquet of roses away as it was larger. "Oh, I see you got a bouquet of roses. are they for someone special? perhaps miss Y/L/N?" The vain one smiles at Neville, trying to hide his evil side, Neville shook his head but then "Hmm are you sure mate? you don't need to lie to us, it's fairly obvious, you stare at her for hours it feels like. I mean I don't blame you but still" the tall one added, Neville felt trapped, he couldn't breathe properly as he takes a quick scan of all the guys sitting around him while they show off their best most sincere smile, after a while he nodded, admitting to them that yes these are in fact for Cielo, soon all of them started sharing amused glances.

"Oh well, why don't we help you? I heard she loves pumpkin juice, maybe you can get up out of your chair once you see her come in, take the bouquet along with you and a goblet full of fresh pumpkin juice, then you can ask if she'd like to have breakfast with you this morning. then we can leave you be" the weird looking one suggested, the others nod in agreement and hyped the weird looking one with his brilliant idea. Neville paused and think to himself about this, he is right after all she loves pumpkin juice and what could honestly go wrong? so he did just that and filled up an empty goblet filled with pumpkin juice as the boys sit chattering quietly amongst themselves waiting for Cielo's arrival, and about 5 minutes later there she was, she couldn't have looked more beautiful as her hair was styled in a single braid with a red ribbon tied into a bow holding her hair together eyes glue down on a 'one thousand magical herbs and fungi' a Herbology textbook, she seems to be distracted, a perfect opportunity to mess up Neville chance don't you think.

One of the boys signals Neville that you've arrived and to be ready to get up out of his seat and walk towards you, "Good luck Longbottom she's going to love those roses, that's her favorite after all" one of the other boys mentioned. Neville nodded and steady himself before walking over to you, once he got close enough, 5 of those awful boys knew where this is about to go, soon one of them whip their wands out and pointed at Neville ready to go, meanwhile, Neville tried his best not to look so nervous and grip on the goblet full of pumpkin goodness tightly making sure he doesn't spill, and hold the bouquet close to him as he watched Cielo's beautiful yet highly focused face still glued down on that book not watching where she was going. As he got closer and closer he tried to greet her saying "H-hi…" before "Impedimenta" as one of the wicked boys who held his wand out, cast the tripping jinx onto Neville's foot, and as time will have it 'Thud' followed by 'Clank!' dropped loudly catching all the students inside the great hall's attention.

After what felt like a pause, laughter started to roar all over the place from every student inside the big room, including those 5 Gryffindor boys. They were having the time of their life watching Neville display a look of sheer horror on his face, looking up from the ground and realizing that he'd not only managed to fall straight on his face, and got the bouquet ruined since he dropped it, but he also managed to spill all the Pumpkin juice inside the Goblet all over Cielo's Gryffindor uniform. Cielo's mouth dropped as she watched her uniform soaked in the orange liquid, and watch as her book lay flat on the ground wet and stained. Cielo's still paused at the messy sight unsure of what to do as everyone else laugh at her and Neville's collision finding it hilarious. After some time Cielo takes a breath before composing herself saying "Whoopsie Daisy, are you alright there Neville?" Cielo asks in the best sympathetic tone she can master at the younger and now highly embarrassed Gryffindor boy.

Neville still displayed that look of sheer horror, only this time he apologized immediately and more times than he actually needs to, "Oh my I'm so sorry Cielo, I-I didn't m-mean t-to do that I-I just wanted to offer you, your favorite drink" he stammered, the stuttering has started to get worse, as slight panic and worried run through his tone as he apologizes to you immensely. Although he expected her to be extremely mad and upset over this incident all she did was smile it away sympathetically, and offer her hand to help him up. "Oh Neville it's alright don't worry about it here let me help you" she offers, a true angel she was, how can somebody be so patient and kind towards somebody who's put them in the most humiliating position ever? she's so kind she could easily pass as Hufflepuff student making Helga Hufflepuff proud.

Neville reluctantly takes your hand, and you pulled him up revealing the height difference between you and Neville, never noticing how short you are next to him. Neville's face was tomato red, he couldn't even look at you, embarrassed of what he has done, as all he can do now is say thank you for the help and apologized countless times repeatedly, in hopes that you don't resent him for this. "Watch where you going next time Longbottom," the tall one shouted as all the other boys laugh along with him. Cielo noticed the yelling and immediately frown before looking over at Neville who was visibly upset and guilty. "Neville let me ask you this, did those guys try and encourage you to walk with a goblet full of pumpkin juice?" Cielo ask in a stern yet questioning tone, it left Neville dumbfounded as he never heard you speak in such a tone, but all he did was looked at you and nodded, shamefaced.

You sigh, not at Neville but at that stupid group of year 6 boys who have finally calmed down and chatted amongst themselves the laughter has begun to die down as people start to get disinterested and class is about to start soon anyways, but after looking down at your messy uniform you finally said it, "Well then… class is pretty much in 5 minutes so I better go down to the lavatory and fix this" Cielo smiled at Neville who's fiddling with his fingers silently, still upset at what happened. She pick her wet book from the ground and kept her thankfully cleaned bag away from the mess by carrying it, and as she was about to say her farewell she noticed minor cuts and scrapes on Neville's forehead area and his left cheek, you'd completely forgotten that he'd managed to fall flat onto his face, and that must have hurt but all he can focus on was apologizing to you and making sure you're okay which you thought was the sweetest most cutest thing Neville has done for you, you knew you always liked Neville, ever since 5th year when you saw him walked around on the shallow parts of the black lake trying to find gillyweed for Harry's 2nd task in the Triwizard tournament or when you saw him all alone happily taking care of the plants inside the greenhouse dancing around to some music on the weekend's, just being himself, he was adorable you thought and he was certainly different from most boys, but you didn't know if he liked you back or not.

You smiled at the tall and herbology-loving boy before reaching to grab his left hand, his eyes shot up, and looked at you in surprise, only to find you smiling. Neville's face was redder than ever but his facial expression manage to soften at your smile, it's almost like you're smiling to ensure him that you're fine and that you forgive him. "Neville, you have some cuts and scrapes on your face do you mind if I fix it for you before class? I promise it won't take too long" you ask in the sweetest tone. Neville nodded face still bright red and a body stiff as a board over how nervous yet excited he was. "Alright then follow me" you instructed him as you lead him out of the great hall hand in hand not seen by anyone. Cielo took Neville into one of the not-so-frequently used girl's lavatories and sat him down on the floor as she takes off her cardigan only to reveal her white collared shirt and Gryffindor tie which also had a bit of orange liquid stained to them, Neville watched you carefully as you try and wipe off a much orange liquid that there is with some toilet paper before pulling out her wand and casting a spell that manage dot get all the orange stain out in minutes, making her uniform look nice and tidy again.

Although Neville can clearly see her uniform is all better now he still has this need to just apologized again one more time. "Cielo I'm so sorry I spilled that juice all over you, I swear I didn't mean to I just tripped out of nowhere" he explained still with guilt lacing around his tone. Cielo put her cardigan back on and tidied herself into a nearby mirror before taking a seat next to the upset-looking boy, "Neville, you've apologized about 10 times now, I think that's enough, isn't it? It's quite alright you know? thank merlin we're witches and wizards it should be an easy fix, and see it didn't stain or anything" Cielo smile sweetly and soon giggled adorably, he was sure his heart was about to beat out of his chest if he dares to move a muscle, he couldn't quite comprehend how kind and attractive she was, everything he had seen or heard of her around the school was true, he was the best a girl can truly get, a goddess in his eyes. she takes a quick look at the minor cuts and scrapes before pulling out her wand and performs a nonverbal healing spell on to Neville's face and watched them disappear, after it did Cielo ran her thumb across his left cheek and forehead making sure that it all healed properly.

Her touched hitch Neville's breathe she was so close to his face that he can see just how soft her lips look, and how much he wanted to experience that softness with his lips, after making sure it was all good Cielo smiled again, and told Neville to look in the mirror nearby, he did just that and his eyes shot up like dear in headlights, it was gone, and there was no visible mark on his face, he smiled happily and turned to look at you. "Thank you, Cielo but how? Healing charms are such difficult spells to perform, you did it so perfectly" Neville compliment you with his cute and genuine smile, the stuttering flying out the window. His words left a visible pink hue on your cheeks as you couldn't make sudden eye contact with him, "Oh well thank you, Neville, my father's a healer you see, he works at St. Mongos hospital so he made sure to teach me some healing spells over the summer, and I've just learned a nonverbal one like this recently so I'm glad I got to show and perform it on someone" you explained smiling.

Neville was happier than ever chuckling after finding out how talented you are, until he looked over the ruined bouquet of roses that was sitting right next to Cielo's wet and sticky herbology textbook, by then he frowns. Cielo noticed the sudden silence that falls between them however and got up to check on Neville. "Are you alright Neville? is something bothering you?" you ask laying a gentle hand on his left shoulder, he nodded in disappointment and has a sudden bluntness to him, that he gave you an honest reason as to why he was upset. "Those roses are meant for you, I knew how much you loved roses. I had a solid plan, I wanted to ask you something and I thought it'd be nice too but of course, something bad has to happen and I had to be gullible enough to listen to those bullies and filled a whole goblet with pumpkin juice and walk over to you when I should've just waited for you to sit down for breakfast and offer you some." Neville hadn't realized but he's been ranting nonstop, he wasn't supposed to reveal all of that but there he goes.

Cielo paused as she studied Neville's defeated face before looking over at the not-so-badly ruined bouquet and picked up her wand and handed it over to herself, she smiled at it and thought about how precious Neville was getting this for her, Cielo might not know the reasons why he went out of his way to get her such beautiful flowers but she loved it, and without a second thought, she got on her tippy toes and placed a soft kiss on to Neville right cheek, leaving him love-struck. "Neville I love them they're beautiful thank you" Cielo appreciated with pink hues still apparent on her cheek, after the kiss Neville looked over with a joyful glow and smile on his face as you did and vice versa, neither of you had seen this and coming, but it sure graved this memory deep into both of your minds forever. "Well we should probably get going we've been here awhile and we don't want to miss any more class time than we already have" you suggested, you didn't want to leave, you wanted to stay with Neville but school was indeed important.

He nodded and as you were about to turn away and leave he calls out after you. "Cielo wait" you paused and looked back at Neville, "Yes?" you answered softly, "I have something for you" he mentioned rummaging through his robes to find an envelope, an envelope containing the letter he's written for her. Neville handed it over confidently and watched as the smile stays on your face, as you accept the envelope from his hand. "Promise me you'' read it when you have the chance and get back to me with your answer?" he asked in hesitation, you smile brightly at Neville, nodded, and kiss him on the cheek one last time, before saying "I will have a good class, Nev, I'll see you at lunch" Cielo farewelled rushing out to get to her class still so excited to read what's inside the letter leaving Neville Longbottom the happiest guy in the world.

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startrekfangirl2233-writes · 2 years ago

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Hey my love! Congrats on the 100! That’s so amazing and I’m so happy for you!

Sending in a request for our favourite icon of a pilot, the lovely Phoenix with the 4th fluff prompt (why are you up? My personal heater went away). If it makes it easier on you, I am all for cuddly Nix!

Congratulations again, Star! This is so so well-deserved!

Fern! Thank you! I'm so so fortunate to have cheerleaders like you as I work on becoming a better author. As promised, here is the fluffiest Phoenix fic my brain could come up with, complete with the prompt "Why are you up?", "My personal heater went away." I hope you enjoy it @desert-fern!

Hot Chocolate

It's a draft sliding between your sheets that wakes up in the middle of the night. You roll over, trying to tug your wife closer, but when you try to pull her arm around her waist, you don’t feel anything but the rumpled sheets of your bed. You sit up, yawning and brushing your hair away from where it’s stuck to your face. There's a cold spot on the bed where your wife should be, and a flash of light directs your attention to the windows. Rain is pouring down outside, rattling the windows and lightning lights up the night sky in jagged bursts. Tasha probably woke up and went to check on the kids. Your eldest, at five years old, has been going through a period where she’s scared of thunder and lightning. You slip your feet into your slippers and tug on Tasha's oversized cardigan before shuffling to the door.

It's silent in the upstairs hallway of the house. As you peer into the nursery and your daughter's room, beds are empty. But you're not worried. You walk down the stairs to the kitchen, the one that Tasha had drooled over when you were pregnant the first time and insisted you buy the house for. As you approach the kitchen, you can see golden light spill out and hear music playing. It's just loud enough to drown out the rain but not so loud that you're unable to hear the baby's babbling or your daughter's giggling or Tasha's slightly off-key singing.

You can smell spices in the air as you lean your hip against the door jamb and watch the scene with a huge smile on your face. Tasha's hips are wiggling to the beat as she tangos with Elena, your eldest. She's wearing a pair of soft shorts and a loose Navy t-shirt. Maria, your youngest and the baby of your family, is lazily sipping on a bottle of your breastmilk and periodically letting out little squeals to join her Mom and sister.

It's Tash who sees you first, shimmying her way to you after setting the chocolate covered ladle down.

"Amor, why are you up?" Her voice is soft and fond as she sashays towards you. When she's close enough, she holds her hand out to you, wiggling her fingers while cha-cha-ing to the beat.

Your own grin is impossibly fond as you put your hand in hers smiling at the feeling of her skin-warm wedding ring against your hand as you do so.

"It was cold in bed.” You pout before continuing, “My personal heater went away." You shrug your shoulders as you say those words, grinning when she twirls you into a spin before meeting her for a kiss. It's soft and sweet, and it's made even sweeter with the cinnamon and chocolate on her tongue. Before either of you can take your kiss too far, a tiny hand tugs at the bottom of your shirt.

"Mama! Mama! D'stowm woke me up!"

You grab your big girl, picking her up and setting her against your hip. You press a kiss against her hair, still baby soft, but growing longer every day and wonder where the time went. You can still remember how her feet had felt batting a staccato rhythm against your ribs every day. And now she’s already five years old.

“Yeah, Ellie?” Your voice is soft as you snuggle her.

“Yeah, Mama. I woke Mommy up cause I was scawed.” She’s so proud of herself for coming to get one of you when she was scared. “An den when Mommy checked on Mawia she was ‘wake too. So we’s having a pawty in the kitchen.”

“A kitchen party, huh? What do you say, Miss Ellie? Is there room for Mama in your kitchen party?” Your smile is soft as you grin at your wife while Ellie thinks. Her little nose is scrunched and you can see a smear of chocolate across her cheek as you chronicle the emotions on her face. “So?” Your voice is wheedling as you tickle her tummy just a little. Ellie’s soft giggles turn into a huge smile as she launches herself into Tasha’s arms. “Yes, Mama. You can join! Mommy made hot choco! Like ‘Buela Ellie!”

“Like your Abuela Ellie?” You grin at your wife’s wink as she sets Ellie on the counter next to Maria and continues stirring the hot chocolate.

“Did you help Mommy make the hot choco, Ellie?” You smile as you gather Maria into your arms, the baby nuzzling up against your chest sleepily as her older sister chatters on about everything she remembers about making Tasha’s mom’s hot chocolate recipe. The elder Elena is one of your favorite people in the world. When your family had disowned you for falling in love with Natasha, she’d welcomed you into her arms and her family. She’s your Mama just as much as she is Tasha’s now. And she’s Ellie and Maria’s Abuela. She’d cried so hard when she’d met Ellie for the first time and you’d told her you’d named your baby girl after the only mother you knew. She’s your rock, forever and always.

You grin when Maria fists your sleep shirt, cooing, “Little miss, you’re up way past your bedtime, huh? Mama’s got you. Sleep, my darling. Sleep.”

You’re rocking Maria, a gentle shuffling sway, when Tasha presses a kiss into your shoulder and pushes a mug to you. It’s the perfect temperature and as the spiced chocolate bursts sweetly across your tongue, you feel your heart swell. Tasha’s got Elena sipping on cooled chocolate from a sippy cup against her shoulder as her other arm is curled around your waist. It’s quiet in the golden glow of your kitchen lights. Tasha’s turned the speaker off and in the silence all you can hear is the rainstorm outside and the soft snuffling breaths of your daughters. The thunder and lightning have stopped, the rain easing in intensity until only the gentlest taps are heard on the windows. It’s not long before both your daughters are asleep. You’d shared your mug of chocolate with Tasha, the both of you sipping in turns as you’d rocked your babies to sleep. The cleanup is left for the next day as by tacit agreement you lay your girls to sleep and curl into each other back in your room.

“I love you, Amor.” You smile as you drag her closer, pressing a kiss into her collarbone.

“Love you, Tash.” Your own response is sleep-slurred and tender as you fall asleep in the arms of the woman you swore to spend your life with.

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yuis-secrets · 6 months ago

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You are my missing piece (????? x Y/n)

(This is my first book tell me how it went, Y/n is Mexican and she has tan skin with brown curly hair and hazel eyes. You can change the feature but im using these for this book, she also has a septum piercing as well as a tongue piercing and a large back tattoo)

Y/N, the best friend of Bella Swan and the most trustworthy person out there. Y/n heard of Bella leaving to forks to live with her dad for awhile through her mum, the day she was about to leave Y/n clung to her waist sobbing hard and complaining about Bella leaving. Bella chuckled and hugged Y/n as she cries harder hugging Bella tighter, “Im going to miss you so much!” She sobbed sniffling as her tears slowed down. “I know but we can always call you know that” “i know but I want feel the same” y/n whined letting go of her best friend.

Y/n and Bella have been friends for 4 years, Y/n moved to Arizona from Colima in Mexico because of personal issues. She enrolled in the same school as Bella and they basically just clicked, and have been best friends since then sharing everything with each other like sisters would.

“Im going to miss you so much! You better tell me everything that happens, oh! And text me when you land, get their and when you-”, She covered my mouth when i was on mid rant with her giggling at my actions. “I will, i will calm down, its just for a little bit then ill be back annoying you again….this will be good…i think” i give her a sad smile and hug her, “hey and tell me about all the hot boys-” “me too!” her mother shouted from behind us helping Phil finish with packing stuff in the boot, i chuckle at Bella’s flushed face “you better we are not kidding” i said poking her cheek making her turn more red in the cheeks. “Hey come on I know this is very sad but we’re going to miss our flight” Phil shouted from the car i roll my eyes and giggle giving Bella one last hug. “Have fun!” I watched her enter the car and her mum gave me a hug before following suite “we are going to miss you Y/n, stay safe sweetie” smile at them waving good bye while they drive off, i sigh a small smile on my face the pain of Bella leaving made my heart ache but i had to push through….and besides i can annoy her from here by spamming her phone none stop.

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Bella

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The car drive was awkward to say the least, only having small talk at the airport. I felt a buzz on my phone looking away from the window i look down at my phone smiling slightly at the contact. Y/n was asking if i was alright and made it to Forks alright, i smile and send back then putting it down looking back at the scene the car passed. After a bit in town he glanced over to me “your hairs longer” i looked over and start fiddling with my hair “i cut it since last time i saw you” Charlie hummed “guess it grew out again”.

After that weird interaction Charlie pulled in a patch of grass right next to the driveway turning off the car and exiting in silence, i looked at the house all the memories slowly flooding to me. i grab one of my bags with the cactus i took from Phoenix in my hand as he grabs the rest, he unlocked the house and followed behind me to my childhood room. “Cleared some shelves off in the bathroom.” “Oh, right one bathroom” i commented entering my room. Glancing around all nostalgic hitting me in the face, “It’s a pretty good work lamp.” Charlie said placing my stuff down and standing at the end of my bed with his hands on his hips. “Sales lady picked out the bed stuff, y-you like purple, right?” He said looking at me “Purple’s cool, Thanks.” I glanced at the sheets and blankets my fingers playing with the pot of the cactus. Charlie looked around one last time sighing and looking back at me walking to the door, “Okay” I watch him leave and sat down on my bed. One of the best things of Charlie is he doesn’t hover.

I sorted out my room and texted Y/n that ‘i arrived at Charlies place safe and sound’ with her sending ‘you still gonna call him Charlie, well glad you made it home safe’ i sigh placing my phone down when i heard a beep from the front causing me to move over to my window looking down at a rusty orange truck and Charlie, Billy and Jacob if i’m guessing. I came down approaching them “Bella, you remember Billy Black” i nodded shaking his hand “Yeah, you’re looking good” “I’m still dancing, I'm glad you’re finally here Charlie here hasn’t shut up about it since you told him you were coming” Charlie rolled his eyes “All-right, keep exaggerating I’ll roll you into the mud” he backed then Billy charged at him “After i ram you in the ankles.”

While they fool around Jacob introduce himself to me “Hi im Jacob, we used to make mud pies when we were little” “right I remember” we chuckle i look back at our dads “are they always like this?” “”It gets worse with old age” he chuckled. Charlie put his hand on the truck “so, what do you think” “what” “your home coming present” my eyes widen slightly “this” i pointed at the truck watching Charlie glance down at Billy with a smile “i bought it off Billy here” i looked at them a large smile replacing my small shy smile. “I totally rebuilt the engine for you” Jacob said tapping my arm i gasp in disbelief and look at the again “im my gosh this is perfect, your joking i open the door accidentally hitting Jacob in the process apologising as we get in the car and he tells me the controls. “Do you want to ride to school or something?” “I go to school on the reservation” “oh right right” i said feeling a little sad “That’s to bad, it would have been good to know one person” i sigh.

#Twilight X Reader #you thought I would write the ship in here…..maybe but LATER!#First

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lahotelbellamuerte · 6 months ago

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𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐎𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐧 - floor four. men in suits could be a kink...right?

series masterlist ! current: men in suits could be a kink...right? ! next: no body, no crime

pairing; slight five x phoenix, lilah x diego (allude) warnings; suggestive language, five hating phoenix, not proofread! word count; 6.0k notes; none for this one

NOW WE ALL KNOW THE STORY OF EIGHT HARGREEVES. She was born as the favorite, and Reginald trained her to be the best. She becomes tired of the present and decides to go into the future with her boyfriend. Five Hargreeves. The two were oh so in love, thinking they were the smartest, strongest, and best. Well, obviously they were very wrong and got stuck in the apocalypse with no way back home. The start of the very disaster of a century.

Right back to the blonde, who has a kid, who dies because he was born with abilities he couldn't control. Just like someone we know—spoiler alert—it's Eight. For someone given so much attention, you would think she would, right? Anyways joins the Commission, and there the grand plan grows.

Since she wasn't the one with the ability to save the universe, she went out to find the person who could. It was dear old little —REDACTED—oh, right, you can't know her name yet. Phoenix is a different version of Eight. Old lady Eight only told the small girl of what was to come, but not the complete plan.

Now onto Phoenix, the prodigy with her abilities. Unfortunately blind, but that didn't stop her from expanding her capabilities. Practically being able to see with her strength at listening smelling and tasting, vision was no longer necessary for her. At the age of thirteen, the young girl figured out how to jump time. Being stuck in time was fun for the girl, able to steal without a trace. And being placed on the Commission's radar became even more exciting. A fun game of cat and mouse.

Obviously, they were never able to catch her. She was good at what she did. Even escaping the grasp of one of their most skilled agent. Five Hargreeves, who had only failed the mission titled "Phoenix's flames."

Eventually, the girl returned back to her home timeline, hoping to live it out to old age, after ruining her age by jumping through time. A 30-year-old stuck in the body of an eighteen-year-old. But nothing ever goes to plan for the girl, as a few months later after returning a family from a different timeline is calling for her help.

"Chrisy, you did a great job at explaining it," Phoenix called as she sat on the counter of the bar.

"I'm so confused," Diego muttered grabbing his head from a headache.

Five sipped on his coffee, "Shocker," he replied.

"Well, someone killed our mothers, so we shouldn't exist. But clearly, we do exist and the universe can't handle it, which is a problem," Viktor said after hearing all that Five had to say.

"Big problem," Phoenix and Five chorused, who turned to give each other a glare.

The purple-haired girl then scoffed and looked off to see a kid goofing off, "Stanley! Now is not the time to be doing karate, okay?" he yelled at the young boy.

Stanley looked back holding a pool stick and glared, "Mom said I need to practice," he replied.

Diego paused slightly, "Yeah, well, she's not wrong. You're very bad," he added twirling a small knife in hand.

"Well, I saved your pathetic ass," Stanley added with a whine.

She turned to Diego and gave him a thumbs up, "Cute kid."

Diego only gave her a mocking smile. Not being able to conclude that isn't the girl they grew up with. Now it was a purple-haired girl with blunt bangs, and tattoos. And not to mention blind.

"Okay, hold on. Five, so we caused a paradox. What does that mean," she asked leaning against a pillar.

The boy looked over at his sister, "It's hard to say, it's all been theoretical until now, but things have started to disappear."

Viktor gave a confused glance, "What things?"

Phoenix hopped off the counter, "Right now? Cows, and according to boy genius, lobsters," she paused and sighed, "But I've got a feeling it's just the start."

Allison scoffed, "A feeling?" she asked walking then closer to the two who always seem to cause problems, "You know, you can't drag us through hell because you have an itch only an apocalypse can scratch. And then expect us to deal with the fallout," she continued only to stop right before the girl with dyed hair, "You're not the boss.

The girl tilted her head at the voice, "Listen, Shirley Temple, I'm not the one who put you into this. You are in my timeline. So I'd pipe down if I were you, I haven't known you long enough to feel remorse if I hurt you right now," she finished a pulse of energy coming off from her, enough to push her slightly.

Before Allision could respond, Five pulled the girl behind him, "Look she has nothing to do with this, but I'm telling you something terrible is coming."

"Then let's attack the sparrows, grab the briefcase and go home," she instead now leaning to glare at him and the blind girl.

Five sighed, "This is our home Allision, accept it," he replied not noticing his grip still around Phoenix's wrist behind him. He only let go when Stanley knocked down a whole bunch of furniture.

Diego sighed, "That's it I'm telling your mom," he yelled.

"Ohh..." Stanely mocked as if he was afraid.

Recognition went through Five's eyes, "Wait where's Lila?" he asked the boy.

"Shower, I told her she could stay with us," he replied.

Five then grabbed his coffee and let Phoenix's hand go, "Let's go Bird," he whispered.

Diego turned, "Wait where are you two going?"

The girl turned to face him her dimple showing as she smiled. Lifting her hand to stick her finger against her tongue and suck on it. She laughed when Diego recoiled and shivered at the sight. Watching her catching up with the other teen.

"What did you do?" Five asked with a sigh, he was too old for this.

The girl giggled and throw an arm over his shoulder, "Just grown-up things," she replied and removed her arm and followed him through the hotel.

"You disgust me I hope you know that?" He said finishing the rest of his coffee and throwing the mug elsewhere.

"Well you can't hate me, I'm the only one capable of helping you and your little family," she replied running her hands to untangle her hair.

Then the two made it to the showers, Five pushed the door open, "What the hell are you doing here?" Fived asked.

Phoenix looked over at the woman in the tub and laughed, "Wait your joking?" she laughed, "Lila?"

The blonde looked over at the new face and recognized her, "Well if it isn't little firebird," she sounded, "What are you here with the Perv for?"

Five rolled his eyes, "Don't flatter yourself, Lila. I like my women a little less likely to kill me in my sleep."

"Ugh I'd kill for a bath, but Lila darling, you could talk to him about what none sense," she replied and started the water on the other bath, throwing in soap bubbles.

Behind her, she didn't even realize Lila throwing a knife at the boy she had come in with, but he disappeared a few feet in front of her. Not caring she lifted her shirt and bra above her head, not missing the lingering eyes of the teen in the corner.

"Are you seriously getting naked right now?" he yelled doing his best to avoid his eyes at the girl, but that was a mistake as her body distracted him. Lila appeared behind him and slammed his head on the mirror next to him.

Stepping into the warm water she sighed, "Yes, I'm filthy, plus you can handle whatever this is," she called out and watched as Lila stuck out her leg and kicked him right in the stomach.

"Whoo! Go, Lila!" Phoenix called shaking the water to create more bubbles around her.

Five fell to the floor when Lila kicked him in the face, but he grabbed a towel near the tub, wrapped it around his elbow, cracked it, and began choking her.

"Whoo go Five!" she yelled again now having popcorn in her hand as she watched the very fun fight.

The blonde began gasping for air as he held her tightly, and she blinked and grabbed the knife she had thrown originally. Came back to him and attempted to stab him in any way possible. But he was able to get a hit and he slammed his palm against her chin. Grabbing a tray to protect himself from being stabbed. Straining he pushed back and was able to throw it away altogether.

As they continued their hand-to-hand, Phoenix couldn't keep her eyes off them. God did she miss good fights after she came back to her timeline. After throwing soap and kicking her in the face she tapped out.

"Alright enough," she said picking up a towel, "Why are you here with the worst shithead ever?" Lila asked Phoenix who was enjoying her soapy bath.

She shrugged, "He found me," she replied as she scrubbed her neck and arms.

Five rolled his eyes, "As much as I love your little reunion, we have bigger concerns," he said.

Lila rolled her eyes, "Yeah? Like what?"

"Remember the grandfather paradox?" Phoenix called out from the tub.

Lila finished tying up her towel and looked at the two, "Well, I read the training manuals that you read," and paused to look at the purple-haired girl, "And you stole, why?"

"Because it's happening," he replied seriously.

Lila clicked her tongue and looked over at Phoenix, "Is he being stupid?"

The blind girl shook her head, "Nope, little number is not."

"Hand over your briefcase. I need to go to Herb and find out how he let things get so cocked up," he replied seriously not being able to believe the two women in the room knew each other.

"Hand me my knickers over there will you?" she asked and pointed to the bath the girl was currently near.

As he threw her the clothes, he realized there were two cases, "Lila why is it that you have two briefcases?"

She rose her brows quickly, "One is yours, nicked it from the Sparrows. Go on give it a go."

Five put one of the briefcases down as he turned the other and tried to travel. Feeling panicked he picked up the other and attempted the same. Just to get the same result of the machine powering down.

"This can't be happening," he whispered, "The odds of one of them failing is in the millions. But two of them..."

"Astronomical, yeah," she replied with an indifferent tone, already gone through the whole disappointment, "So, what does that mean exactly? End of the world?"

He shook his head, "Much worse apparently," he paused and looked over at the girl behind him, "bath time is over Bird, we all have to work together."

"Shit," Lila and Phoenix chorused in agreement that they didn't like Five.

Phoenix sighed and stood from the bath and stepped out, "Hand me a towel, hmm?" she asked Five who was the nearest, and looked up to avoid the naked body of the girl.

Lila couldn't help but smirk as he reached walked over to one and walked backward with his arm holding it. God this man truly was made to love every and all forms of Eight.

"Thanks," she replied securing it around her chest.

The three made their way towards the exit, Lila coming out first.

"Lila?" Diego called out when he saw her exit the bathroom.

"Hm?" she asked seeing Stanley and Diego.

He walked closer to her, "You need to take this kid with you," he tried to say then watched as Five stepped out with briefcases, "The hell were you doing in there?"

"Bathing," Lila replied not caring.

Diego rose a brow, "Together?"

"Diego, that was your name right?" A new voice appeared making his eyes grow even bigger as he noticed her towel as well, "we don't have time for this, we have got some important shit to do," she replied as she pressed herself to Five's back peaking over his shoulder. The three started to walk away.

Number Four was confused once again, "Both of them?" he whispered to himself, "Woah wait what's more important than family?"

"End of the world," Five and Phoenix chorused.

Walking to the elevator, "Do you not have any more clothes?" Five asked her as he hated the fact that only a towel covered her.

"Why does it make you uncomfortable?" she asked stepping into the elevator that opened.

Five shifted, "Yes actually."

"Why? You've seen your wife naked, haven't you? What is the difference between my tits and hers?" The purple-haired girl asked not caring about others seeing her naked, "Well actually mine are pierced but the same difference."

Five turned to look at her with a deadpan, "I was married to hers, not yours," he paused, "I respect that you are a different person than the woman I married."

Phoenix shrugged but didn't reply and waited for Lila to join in the elevator, "Harsh, babe, harsh," the girl whistled, then leaned in, "You still love him."

"Shut it Bird," Lila said with a roll of her eyes, ignoring the laughs of the girl in the elevator.

She crossed her arms and shrugged, "Oh! I should get us clothes now for the end of the world! I'll get to you!" before any of the two could tell her to wait she was gone with a crack.

Five sighed, "I forgot she could do that," he said softly with a roll of his eyes.

Five Pheonix couldn't help but get him a three-piece suit. She had the liberty to choose what to get him. The small black vest that hugged his waist was her favorite piece. Just roll up the white sleeves and he was set. Plus the black slacks and shoes she chose were great. Not to mention she had a thing for suits, but we won't go into that.

"You look hot in the suit, not going to lie, old man," she muttered as she watched him button his vest, well his silhouette looked attractive.

The teen boy rolled his eyes and ignored the purple-haired girl.

Lila had a more laid-back type of situation. Getting her back into her favorite boots, a pair of grey skinny jeans, and her green jacket layered above.

Now, let's hear Phoenix out...she's in the land of the free and couldn't help but channel the inner cowboy in her. She wore a burgundy long-sleeve rolled up to her elbows and a cute tight little brown leather vest, straight black jeans that went over her now brown cowboy boots. Oh, do leave out the brown belt, with a thick silver buckle with a phoenix design on it.

As the three settled into a small tight closet, five couldn't help but roll his eyes at her outfit, "You couldn't have chosen something more normal?"

The purple-haired girl scoffed, "Oh old man, I'm in the land of the free, I need to dress the part."

Lila laughed, "Oh did I miss you little Firebird," she said rubbing her hand over her fringe, "See this is who I expected your wife to be."

Five paused his actions to look at her then Phoenix, "What? Stupid?" he replied with a smirk looking at her.

"Har har, eat shit old man," the girl replied with a lift of her middle finger towards his direction, instead continuing to help the grouchy old man.

Then Lila held a battery charger, handing him the last of the clamps. as he was the only one that could do it. At least that's what Phoenix made them think.

"Ready to hot-wire this briefcase?" Lila asked and looked over at the nervous five.

The purple hair girl dug into one of her pockets, and brought out a bag of popcorn, "Light him up Pitts," she whistled.

Turning the dial sparks flew all around the room as he tried putting his powers through, but to no avail. He rather squirmed in pain as he did so.

"Ah, shit!" Five wailed in pain as the shocks continued to go right through him.

All the while the two women in the room laughed at the sight. Finally, the cocky man feels pain.

Slamming against the wall he couldn't handle the pain, "Lila!" he continued groaning until he let it go, grabbed a towel, and tried to put out the fire.

"Truly wonderful, can't believe Old Lady Eight was married to this," Pheonix muttered feeling the heat in the room as she munched on popcorn, "Yeah, had a feeling that wouldn't work pops."

Five glared over at the two amused women, "Well, I'm glad my pain amuses you."

Lila snapped and nodded, "You have no idea, It's like my therapy."

"I just personally don't care," the teen girl added lifting herself to sit next to Lila.

Closing the door behind him he glanced at the two, "Well, now we are down to one-half dead briefcase, and my jumps are only accurate up to a couple of minutes. So, essentially, we're screwed," he told them pacing up and down the hall.

"Maybe, maybe not," Lila said taking the popcorn from her dear friend and eating one with a smile.

The purple-haired girl shook her head, "Naur, the last time you gave me a smile like that I ended up in some dragon wasteland!" she hissed.

Lila shook her head, "No I mean Five is pathetic as you know," she offered as the two looked over to glance at the boy, "But you have powers like no other, with your help all three of us could get there."

Five scoffed, "Are you telling me all this time she could jus—"

Phoenix lifted her finger to his lips to shush him, "—now, now, love, the adults are talking," she paused then turned to face Lila again, "You barely trust him as it is—"

"—He killed my birth parents," she interjected with a raise of her brow.

The teen nodded, "She's right," he informed the new girl.

"And your entire family stood by while the greasy Swede put a cap on the woman who raised me," she added staring sadly.

Five then lifted a hand, "The Handler was going to kill you, Lila. In fact, she did kill you and my wife, the person who somewhat cared about you. Then I rolled back time and let the meatball do his work," he began explaining to the blonde, "And if you're leading Diego on as payback for what happened in Texas. Trust me I have the very right to do that too, but he may actually love you and was just pissed you kept him on a leash."

Phoenix leaned into him, "What did Diego do?" she whispered.

Five sighed, "He slept with my wife, don't worry I beat the shit out of him already," he replied as Lila thought about what he had said, "Come on Bird, you might be a use for me," he said and grabbed her wrist once again.

Tears brimmed her eyes as she was told the long-time coming truth, "What do you know? You got your wife killed," he retaliated hoping to hurt him just as much as she was hurting.

As Five was dragging the blind girl he paused and turned quickly toward Lila. His brows furrowed in anger, "Do not talk about Eight that way, you don't think I blame myself enough without you telling me that? I loved her more than you will ever know," he hissed stepping close to the blonde. He was fuming at the thought they couldn't fix the timeline, but bringing up Eight was a sting he never thought would be possible.

Pheonix frowned from beneath her glasses, her hand subconsciously moving to his wrist, not realizing the teen stopped in his tracks.

"This is insane. There is no way we're gonna get past this to make it to the Commission," she said shaking her head, knowing the two would only bring back more painful memories each time.

The purple-haired girl then moved forward and pushed the two apart, "Alright I get that you two will never get to trust. But how about think of it as honest lovely hatred," she finished with a sigh looking at both of them, pointing towards the room they were just in.

The two former Commission assassins paused and nodded, "Great now let's hold hands and sing kumbaya," she finished and walked forward to open the door, not forgetting to grab their hands and pull them in.

"Y'know I still don't get how you can see if you can't see," Lila then asked as the three shuffled back into the room.

Phoenix snorted, "I like to call it seismic sense," she started, "Every breath, sound, and step I take let out these sounds or vibrations, that lets me 'see' perse," she finished and let their hands go and began plugging stuff into the wall.

"Okay now the both of you relax, especially you Firebird, we don't need to end up at the beginning of time," she told glancing over at the purple-haired girl who just shrugged.

Five sighed in disgust, "I can't. Your breath is terrible," he huffed.

Phoenix gasped and smacked his arm, "Five that's rude!"

Lila laughed at the two, "First of all garlic is for winners," she paused and looked back at the machine, "Enough foreplay!"

Five shook his head, "This is stupid," he sighed then gripped Phoenix's hand as her other held Lila's.

"Alright, you two are about to feel what true powers look like," the blind girl laughed.

The Ex-Commission employees began powering up as Phoenix's hands began glowing. What tripped Five out was the color, unlike his wife's, hers was a dull red snaking around his and Lila's arm. He thought she was kidding when she said they would feel it. But the minute the case began crackling he felt a heavy weight on his arm. The power that surged through him felt dark and heavy, nothing like Eight's.

"It's starting!" Phoenix called as she felt all of time course through her veins, "Oh it feels so good!"

Five glanced down at her and noticed the cracks of glowing yellow on her skin, "How is this enjoyable for you?" he yelled as he was straining himself along with Lila.

One second they were in the library, the second the three zapped through time and landed in a heavy snowstorm.

As Phoenix landed, she fell forward, hands landing on the soft snow. Feeling the cool air on her face as the harsh cold winds blew on it. She couldn't see, all the noises and the soft ground made everything look so grainy, "I can't see anything!"

Five looked over at the girl to see her staring forward in panic, "Here give me your hand!" he yelled over the storm, he then watched her move her hand around in panic, "I can't see dipshit!" she hissed.

"Right! Sorry!" he yelled and moved to grip her hand, "Thanks Lila, now we're in the Ice Age!" he yelled angrily.

The blonde looked around and shook her head, "Shut up and turn around," she said gripping her body in hopes of keeping warm.

The time travel turned and looked at the destroyed building, "The Commission," he whispered looking at its state. Then he moved to follow a laughing Lila towards the building. His hand tightly gripped Phoenix's hand who stumbled through the snow blindly.

"So this is what it's like to not see!" she yelled over the storm, her hand moving to grip his forearm, "Don't think that I like you one bit," she said over the snow.

Five huffed, "Trust me I know," he said walking quicker and pulling her along.

The minute they stepped into the building the girl detached herself from him. Touching a wall momentarily, "Ha, this place went to shit," she huffed feeling all the ruined building.

The three looked around at its ruined state, "I was just here, how long was I bloody gone?" Lila asked nobody really.

Five sighed, "It seems the Grandfather Paradox, is affecting everything," he said putting the briefcase down.

"Even places out of time it seems," Phoenix muttered, her hand touching the old railing by her.

Lila looked over to the girl, "Is that possible?"

Phoenix shook her head, "This is just a few of the images Eight showed me when she visited," she said moving her finger to adjust her glasses.

Five moved to pick up the suitcase and felt a rumble, "Bird watch out!" he called as he saw the falling ceiling.

But it never reached her, the pieces all like sand fell above her, "I'm invincible Five," she said turning to walk up the steps.

"Yeah that's what my wife said and she's dead," he mumbled walking after her.

The purple-haired girl scoffed, "Yeah, well I'm not Eight," she huffed.

As the two continued to walk over the piles of rubble, Five walked into the infinite switchboard. He turned the dial to get any type of broadcast, "Do you see this?" Five asked the girl standing behind him.

"I can't see anything dipshit," she muttered with a roll of her eyes.

"There's been a rip in the space-time continuum. It's swallowing everything. Oh, my sweet Dot, Iris, Josh from accounting, they're all gone...." Five turned the dial to speed it up, "I've tried everything! I don't know what else to do. The timeline is collapsing. This is...the end." His voice ended and yelled as he disappeared.

"That's great because you and your family came here, everything I know of will end," she sighed crossing her clap.

Lila then showed up, "I could kill for some scrambled eggs right now," she said walking in.

Phoenix looked over at her, "Y'know I haven't eaten, we should get lunch after this," she said with a smile.

Five rolled his eyes at the two, "Shut up both of you. This is bigger than the timeline and your hungry stomachs."

The blonde rose a brow, "What's bigger than the timeline?"

"The entire universe my friends," she replied stuffing her hands in her pockets, "I should've got myself a jacket," she mumbled the rest.

"Missing dogs, people...It's the opposite of the Big bang," he said looking at the two, "Instead of the universe expanding, it's now collapsing in on itself."

Lila nodded and snapped, "Like a prolapsing rectum," she replied quickly.

Phoenix snorted at the answer, "Oh god I missed your stupid answers, Lila," the girl replied then walked off as she got a sense of deja vu.

The Founder...Find them. Was the voice that echoed in her head, the familiar voice that she had met all those years ago. Her feet carried mindlessly all to follow the visions and whispers in her head. Not realizing the dark red energy following her around.

As she made her way toward the halls, she couldn't help but lift her hand to her chest. Her heart felt heavy as it pumped faster the further she went into the collapsing building.

Five and Lila moved through the building, silently they became more worried when they couldn't hear or see the blind girl anymore. The worse part had to be the glowing cracks on the wall forming on the ground and walls. Almost as if leading them to where they needed to be.

As Five walked through the door he gasped at the sight, "Jesus christ Bird, what is happening with you?" He asked walking towards her, pulling her arm so he could see her face.

"I feel fine," she said, "But I think I found what you were looking for," she added looking back at the door.

The time traveler sighed as started sweating, reaching his shoulder and beginning to scratch the feeling. The feeling felt all too familiar.

As Lila got denied access to the room she looked back at the two behind her, "Jesus you're sweating like a dodgy shrimp," she motioned to Five squirming with the collar of his shirt, "And you are spiraling Firebird, your red is everywhere."

Five rolled his eyes at the statement, he had an idea of what was wrong but he didn't want to believe it. Instead, he moved forward to try and scan his own eye through the device.

"Y'know if it doesn't open, I can always blast it open," Phoenix offered.

Lila laughed, "Firebird you can't see around you right now, but you are already causing something to collapse," she answered her arm over her shoulder.

The large mechanical door chimed, "Access Granted," the female voice called.

The three watching—Phoenix felt—the large door slide open to reveal a large room with marble walls, with smoke falling from its' sides.

"Well this room is big," the purple-haired girl called out walking directly to the small table with liquor, "Nice to know dear Five is granted here."

"That's him huh," he paused to put the book down, "The Founder," he sighed, walking to follow Lila who was watching the man in the glass.

Phoenix followed close behind with a whole bottle, "It's odd," she simply said taking a swing of the drink.

Five furrowed his eyebrows from the odd words coming from the blind girl. The sight of the old man confused him even more, "It can't be," he paused.

Lila rose a brow, "What's wrong?"

The teen paused as he continued to theorize why he was there, "It's me."

Lila began laughing as the purple-haired girl spit out her drink.

The purple-haired girl wiped her mouth, "You're telling me this old fossil is you? The founder of this place? Your employees sent to kill me for years?" she rambled as she joined Lila in her laugh.

Oh, the irony.

"No way," Lila cackled, "This whole time you've been complaining about the Commission, and you're the one who founded it. Classic!"

"If I did, I have no memory of it," he replied still confused about what was happening. If this man founded it, wouldn't Eight be a part of it also? He refused to do anything without her by his side. So why wasn't she here?

Taking a swing of her drink Phoenix snapped her fingers, "You know what's weird," she mentioned and paused stomping her foot, "I've never forgotten anyone I've met, and this fossil is one of them," she said then looking ahead.

Five snapped his head toward her, "You mean me? I'm the sam—"

The girl lifted her finger to cover his mouth, "—You may be the same, but at the very same time you aren't."

He smacked her hand away from his face, "The only reason I know it's me is because of Paradox Psychosis, but in here I can't feel it."

There was silence for a while before a breathy low voice spoke, "We were never too bright were we?" the voice began, eyes opening to glance over at the three, "The operations bunker is paradox-proof. I constructed it as a panic room in case of a collapse in the time continuum. In this room, all permutations of yourself can exist. You must be here because of um Kugelblitz."

At his words the girl swallowed another dunk of liquor, "Shit," she muttered.

"What is that cheese?" Lila asked confused.

Five flickered his eyes to Phoenix at her response then back at the old man, "It's German for 'ball of lightning,' it's an extra kinky kind of black hole."

Lila frowned, "The kind that can suck up entire timelines," she mumbled glancing at the old man.

"Bingo," the man muttered.

Five sighed, "So, how do we fix it?"

That's when Phoenix remembered him, "You don't," she answered for an old man.

In her youth not only had she been visited by Eight Hargreeves herself, warning her about what was to come. But years later, Five Hargreeves the very man came to tell her one mission. Do not help me when the day comes. Let the Kugelblitz take it all.

Five's eye twitched at the response, "What do you mean by that?" he hissed towards her, "And you created this, so you must have a solution," he finished glaring at his older self.

And in harmony, the two chanted, "All that will be left is oblivion," they whispered.

The time traveler didn't like this one bit, why did Phoenix out of all people know what was happening? Was she a part of this? Could she be the answer to repair the timelines? He didn't listen when Lila asked, as his eyes were training on the purple-haired girl who looked ahead.

Bumping into something the case opened and showed his missing arm and tattoo on his chest, "This is what you have coming," he said.

"Listen to me, you ass. I have no idea what you told Birdy here, but I just spend the last 20 days running around saving the world from apocalypses, only to keep trying to save the world. My wife die at the hands of my adoptive father. I'm stuck in a teen body, hormones raging," he muttered angrily at the old man, "And all I wanna do is go out and buy a 1970's Corvette Stingray."

"Five I'd take it easy on the old man," Phoenix tried to say calmly, moving her hand to his shoulder.

But his crazy eyes blared at her, "Bird this is between me and myself, it's bad enough you look like my wife, so shut up," he hissed and look back at the man, "Now, this Kugelblitz, it is not some tiny leak that we can simply fix by patching a couple of pinholes. It is a giant trash compactor that is grinding up the universe and consuming it whole," he continued to slowly hiss into the face of Older Five, "So tell me..how do you stop it!" he pushed out harshly.

Older Five paused and looked over to Pheonix, the girl with the circular glasses covering her eyes, "Whatever you do," he began but choked for a minute, "don't save the world," he finished his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

The purple-haired girl clicked her tongue, "Well his heartrate is gone, I'm assuming he's dead?"

But that obviously didn't register with the teen beside her, "Five!" How do I fix this?!" he yelled hoping that the man wasn't actually dead.

"Again, no heartbeat, I have extremely good hearing, I would know," she added with a huff.

The teen had a confused look on his face, he didn't know what to feel at the moment. Everything about what was happening felt like a lie. This couldn't be happening, he was supposed to fix the timeline, and get his wife back. Not just for himself but for all of his family as well.

Sighing and shaking his head at the dead man, he glanced at the woman in the room, "Can I have the room?"

Phoenix frowned, "I don't really think it's a good idea—"

The teen closed his eyes, "Bird, please, just listen to me this once," he asked looking in her general direction.

The girl scoffed and waved her hand, "I'm leaving on my own accord, not because you told me to," she added grabbing Lila's hand on the way out.

But as she stepped out her head began to throb. Letting out a sharp breath she fell to the floor the ground shaking and trembling as she did.

Her surroundings all shifted and she saw herself younger self by the ocean. In her old school uniform, and behind her stood a tall man in a suit.

#the umbrella academy #five hargreeves #aidan gallagher #five hargreaves x reader #five hargreeves x oc

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lavalampstealer · 1 year ago

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Okay, I’ve made a compiled dump of lore on my interpretations/versions of IEYTD characters (mainly Phoenix and Handler so far) so I can pin this and ppl won’t have to go looking for old posts. I’ll be updating this as I figure stuff out or if anything changes with them. Apologies if this is a little hard to read, I kind of word-vomited info here and I’ve tried to clean it up a little. Spoiler warning for IEYTD 1 and 2

Buckle up it’s gonna be a long one

First up: Handler, he/him (tumblr doesn’t have yellow text so orange will have to do).

He wears a sleeveless yellow turtleneck over a short sleeved shirt, square glasses, and a yellow headset. Originally a Field Agent for the Agency, he made quite a name for himself and was given the internal/honorary nickname of Agent Moray due to his knack for slipping away from Zor’s clutches while also leaving carnage in his wake (little did people know, he usually ran on pure adrenaline, fear, and general clumsiness that worked out in his favor). He eventually had to retire from field work and become a handler due to him breaking his right leg during his last mission and it not healing properly. Before he had to hang up his spy gear, he was selected to be an early implant tester for the Agency, and the one he got was a rudimentary version of the telekinesis where he could float things in place but not grab objects from afar. He has kept it and it has proved especially useful during his time as a handler for hovering important documents like dossiers and building blueprints/layouts nearby during missions. As for his actual work as a handler, he acts as support to Phoenix, mostly with work related things, but sometimes emotionally as well. He acts as an anchor for Phoenix and is there to bring them back to reality should he notice them getting that glassy-eyed, million mile stare every once in a while. He was very concerned for them in the fallout of Operation: Death Engine and after that he became more attached to them, resulting in him being devastated after Rising Phoenix. If there is anything between him and Phoenix, it leans more towards him being like a father figure than anything else. He usually works from his office in the Agency building (the one from IEYTD 1), but occasionally for more urgent/important/overseas missions, he opts to be nearby (in the crowd in Stage Fright, above Phoenix somewhere in Eaves Drop, outside the chateau in Party Crasher, etc.). If I come up with more I’ll add it to here, 10/10 character.

Next (and probably much longer): Phoenix, they/them.

During IEYTD 1, they had short hair and wore a long sleeve dress shirt and their cyan tie. They were able to do more action-intense missions (hijacking Zor’s sub, sneaking into a cargo plane to steal a car, sneaking onto a shuttle to the Death Engine, etc.) and were generally more aloof about their own safety and pretty much saw their job as just a fun game. However, in the aftermath of Operation DE, their left leg was badly injured and needed to be replaced from the thigh down, so the Agency provided them with a robotic prosthetic. It took them a while to get used to it, and while they can walk, run, and stand with it just fine, it’s a bit difficult for them do more intense activity like, say, hand to hand combat (although a good kick to shin usually has foes doubled over) or dodging projectiles. They also got their facial scars from the DE Incident, with the one on their left cheek coming from the beam that shot into their shuttle when the Death Engine fired for the first time. The other two are just general nicks and gashes from crashing back to Earth. Because of their robotic leg, someone in the Agency gave them the nickname “Tin Can” and it stuck (Phoenix pretends to hate it but thinks it’s amusing). After months of recovery, they were cleared for field work once again where they were given slightly easier missions that have most of the action happen while they’re seated (an exception to this is the implied fight with Gibson before Party Crasher because him being there was unexpected). This time around they prefer to roll up their sleeves because it’s more comfortable, allows for more movement, and it keeps them from getting singed/dirty, but they still wear a cyan tie (a new one since their old one was torn). Their hair grew out during their stint in Medical and they liked it, so they decided to keep it longer. Not much happened to them physically during IEYTD 2, but after Rising Phoenix they had their right arm replaced from the elbow down and got an updated leg (their og prosthetic was shattered in the fall).

I don’t have a design for them as they are in IEYTD 3 yet, so for now just imagine more scarring, longer hair, and a metallic arm from the elbow onwards.

Now, enough about their physical description, now it’s time for more on their mental state(s). After the DE Incident, Phoenix refused to actually dive into their emotions about losing a leg and nearly dying and instead preoccupied themselves with learning to use their new prosthetic and getting well again so they could return to field work. They don’t like to be alone with their thoughts for too long otherwise they start to spiral to a bad place so they’re always listening to some kind of music (a radio, headphones, humming/singing a song to themselves, or just replaying songs in their head). Handler helps them with this and pulls them back to the present every so often. Phoenix also once received an anonymous gift package that contained some very comfy and good quality earbuds (three guesses as to who sent them). They weren’t too surprised by Juniper’s twist of actually being evil (they had an icky feeling about the slimeball ever since they heard his tone in his call during their mission briefing for Jet Set). During Safe and Sound (and by extension, the tutorial), Phoenix gets a sinking feeling that Handler was never truly with the Agency and had betrayed them until Juniper revealed his act. Phoenix is furious with him for toying with them like that and mentally kick themselves for falling for it and for allowing themselves to get that attached to Handler (it’s like a taboo/rule at the Agency for handler and agents to not get connected (they don’t have the budget for employee therapy)).

More random tidbits about them and some other stuff that I couldn’t work into the above paragraphs:

- JJ carries a comb in his pocket at all times because he wants to make sure he always looks good (the smug look on his face undercuts the effect)

- JJ’s hair is more on the side of fluffy/soft but when he slicks it back it looks thinner and more wiry

- Phoenix’s color before getting their TK was a darker blue

- Handler’s favorite flowers were marigolds but after Jet Set, he refuses to have any near him

- Before becoming a handler, Handler’s color was more of an orange before mellowing out to a golden yellow after his retirement from field work

- Phoenix and Handler are injured in opposite legs, to which Handler teases them about them becoming an old man like him (he’s not old, about mid/late 40s-ish, idk)

- Phoenix is around 5’8 while Handler is a little under 5’6

- The Agency trains agents with the implant to use a sort of pointing finger gesture to use their powers but they can develop their own hand sign/gesture that better suits them. The pointer finger is generally effective for everyone but is limited in the sense that the user can’t pick up/float heavy objects. Once agents find a gesture that works best for them, they’re able to lift larger objects (like other people, crates, chairs, etc.). Phoenix has yet to find their gesture

- Background characters do not get a color and are either solid black if they’re with Zoraxis or black with grey or muted gold accents if they’re with the Agency

- Phoenix can and does use their powers in their daily life when they’re off the clock. They use them while cooking to hover ingredients nearby, picking out clothes so that they don’t end up wrinkled on the ground, looking through reports on previous missions to study Zoraxis’ preferred attack methods (explosions, guns, darts, etc.), to grab things from high shelves or faraway, etc. They’re really casual about using it and have to stop themselves from doing it when they go out in public (unless no one’s looking)

- Phoenix isn’t a bad cook, they just like to burn their food on purpose (they like the taste and it annoys Handler)

- Handler is a good cook and gets ticked off whenever Phoenix burns food

- Songs that fit Handler: From The Start by Laufey, The World We Knew and My Way of Life by Frank Sinatra, No More by Manfred Minnich, Nothing by Bruno Major, Slow Summer Swing by Essential Jazz Masters, The Lamp is Low by Laurindo Almeida

- Songs that fit Phoenix: Skeleton Song by Kate Nash, Cloud 9 by Beach Bunny, Leave Me Alone by IDKHOW, Debt Collector, Bad Luck!, and Pressure Bomb 3?!?! by Jhariah (Beginner’s Guide versions), My Way by Frank Sinatra, This Side of Paradise by Coyote Theory (thanks @dieing-lilac for sending me some of these <3)

The songs are a mix of songs from ones that fit their general vibes to ones where the lyrics are accurate (to some degree) of their emotions (Phoenix’s especially). 10/10 songs go check them out if you can

Also the way that character colors work for my style/designs is that it’s an artistic choice to color characters’ details rather than their scars/eyebrows/tongues literally being something like blue or green. A character’s color is a reflection of their personality, characteristics, and general feel that I get from them, with the exception of if a character already has a canonical color (like John Juniper and Roxana Prism). Handler is golden yellow because he seems warm and he likes/liked scotch and marigolds, as well as his subtitle color in IEYTD 1 being yellow (albeit a different shade). Zor is red and gold because Zoraxis is also red and gold so it just makes sense that they would have the same colors as their corporation (also the cliché that red=evil, that whole thing). Phoenix is cyan because of their powers and it fits their personality more than red or any other color would. I don’t really have a reason for why Fabricator would be indigo other than her polaroid pic’s lighting looks dark blue/indigo and that it just makes sense to me. Solaris would be orange because of her love for lasers and because her name makes me think of a glowing ember orange. The more of an impact a character has on the story, the brighter/more saturated their color is (Ex: Daniel Sans would have a muted yellow-green and Anna Ulanova would have a muted maroon because they both don’t appear much but aren’t unimportant).

I think that’s all I have for now, but some of Handler and Phoenix’s characterization can’t really be accurately described without just showing them in their element, so I’m thinking of maybe writing a little story about how Phoenix joined the Agency, how their training went, how they got the implant, and how the events of IEYTD 1 and 2 went with them :) No promises though as I’ll have to find time to plan it out, but if I ever do it I’ll be sure to put it on wattpad or ao3 or something, I’ve never posted a story anywhere before so we’ll see how it goes

Enough of my rambling, I set you readers who made it this far free <33 also here’s something for having made it all the way to the end: 🍬

#ieytd #ieytd2 #i expect you to die #agent phoenix #ieytd handler #agent phoenix ieytd #ieytd fandom #john juniper #I am so sorry if this is disorganized #I did say it was gonna be a dump of info didn’t say what the quality would be #also your honor they are in love but neither wants to fully admit it can I bonk them over the head with a squeaky mallet?#it’s now canon that Phoenix has some kind of brain damage #I gotta research how irl trauma works bc I don’t want to write about it/represent it inaccurately by accident #that’s why I was kinda vague abt it in the post #you’re still reading. why. also also while I have your attention go drink some water :)#lava’s rambles

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callsignspirit · 2 years ago

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line without a hook / chapter one - homecoming

a/n - if you’re thinking ‘i’ve seen this fic before’ you’d be completely right! someone may or may not have deleted their account and now has to repost everything (i will be taking no further questions at this time) : this version is about 500 words longer however and is just better overall so enjoy !!

the cool summer breeze whistled through the open windows of a half-empty bar. soft music was playing from the jukebox in the corner as officers played various games of darts and pool.

sadie “hotshot” mitchell was sat down, happily chatting to elodie, one of the bartenders that evening. her auburn hair was loosely tied into a bun that sat at the collar of her neatly ironed uniform. her skin was slightly tanned from the months she'd spend out in the floridian sun.

"pete!" she overheard penny say, looking past elodie, she could see her dad sitting, nursing a beer. she sat observing the conversation until penny had spotted her out the corner of her eye. "two mitchells at my bar.. to what do i owe the pleasure?" she laughed, cleaning some used glasses.

"sadie?" pete said, eyebrows furrowing in confusion, "i didn't see your name on the list.. what are you doing here?"

"if anything, i should be asking you that question after 3 years with no contact! and c'mon dad that's the first thing you say to me? no hug? no how've you been sadie, my favourite daughter?" she laughed.

"you're my only daughter.." pete challenged.

"doesn't mean i can't be your favourite!" she smiled, jumping up out of her seat and moving to his side of the bar they were sitting at.

he stretched his arm around her shoulder, pulling her in, "i missed you kid."

the pair talked and shared stories from the past few years they'd spent apart, the resemblance between the two was uncanny. they shared a similar smile and had the same twinkle in their eyes when they told a story. there was no doubt that sadie was pete's child.

growing up, sadie had always admired her father; "maverick", one of the toughest pilots the navy had seen yet it was until he brought her to the base that it was decided she wanted to be just like her dad when she grew up.

it wasn't easy being female and the daughter of notorious maverick, for the first half of her career she was called "nepo". eventually iceman had to step in and suggest they picked a better callsign for her although this only fueled the relentless teasing. what's worse that being saved by your daddy? having to be saved by your daddy's friend who just so happened to be an admiral.

after a while of catching up, maverick had urged his daughter to join her new teammates and get to know them before training began in the morning.

she started by sitting next to the sweetest backseater, he told her tales of his last pilot and kindly offered her a handful of bar nuts. after swapping stories about past deployments, sadie had turned her attention to the scene in front of her.

she was mostly interested in the cocky blonde aviator who had no problem offering up his money for a challenge. sadie had definitely seen his face before, vaguely remembering seeing it years ago on the desk belonging to her honorary uncle iceman; something to do with a promotion or maybe an invitation to top gun.

"if it ain't phoenix!" his loud voice bellowed throughout the bar, sadie turned around to subsequently lay her eyes on possibly the most beautiful woman she had seen, accompanied by her entourage.

her brown hair was neatly tied up complementing her expressive eyes of a similar shade. her uniform was fitted perfectly and as sadie looked closer she could make out 'trace' imprinted on the nameplate. her lips curled into a tight smile as she recognised the blonde.

she introduced the opposing aviator as 'bagman' though sadie knew that definitely wasn't his callsign. the two continued the kindergarten bickering until they noticed the two uniformed officers in the corner: sadie and bob.

"who are they?" phoenix asked, looking directly at the pair.

"who's who?"

suddenly it seemed everyone in the group was studying them.

"i'm bob!" the backseater chirped happily, after his encounter with the bunch the pressure was on sadie to introduce herself.

"hotshot, sadie to those of you who earn my respect." she stated bluntly, she knew that tomorrow they would be competing against each other so why try and make friends now (even if one of them was the prettiest girl sadie had met)?

"sadie as in sadie mitchell? maverick's daughter?" 'bagman' asked.

in response sadie simply smiled and laughed. "guilty." she giggled.

"i've heard a lot about you," he continued, smirking.

"all good things i hope?" she asked, although she already knew the answer.

"i wouldn't get your hopes up." he remarked, turning back to face his game of pool.

the group started to return to what they were doing, play various bar games or heading up to order a beer. all except phoenix, no, phoenix had begun to stride towards sadie, eager to introducing herself to the renowned pilot.

"phoenix, or natasha. which ever works best for you," she offered, outstretching her hand out in order for a handshake.

"it's a pleasure to meet you phoenix," sadie declared, smiling warmly at the women.

"pleasures all mine, i've heard about some of your missions, you're insane!" she praised, her eyes lighting up as she went into detail about different missions she had heard about.

sadie laughed at her amusement, "simply managing expectations is all."

the bell of the door rang, signalling that someone had entered and phoenix was ready to rush off, "i look forward to working with you!" she said before meeting the aforementioned someone in the middle of the bar.

'god i hope she's single' sadie thought as she glanced over to a familiar face hugging phoenix: bradley. if bradley was here that meant violet was too.

violet is sadie’s back seater, they’ve been through thick and thin together. hell sadie was even maid of honour at her wedding, in fact, sadie was the one who set violet and bradley up.

violet’s callsign was widow, it was chosen by sadie after there was a spider in the cockpit and violet freaked out.

“sadie mitchell, the one and only, is that you?” she called out from the doorway.

making eye contact, the two girls quickly pushed through patrons to engulf the other in a hug.

“i can’t believe you left me for bradshaw,” sadie jokes. originally, the pair were going to spend their 2 weeks leave from their previous deployment on a roadtrip through the countryside however bradley surprised violet with a vacation she couldn’t refuse.

suddenly a loud bell rang throughout the bar and pete was being carried out by a few of the aviators from earlier. sadie chuckled to herself wondering what her dad had said to get in trouble this time.

as other gathered by the piano, joining rooster to sing a navy classic, sadie sat back, reflecting on the mission ahead. from what she had heard it was going to be dangerous, all she hoped was that she could make it through.

#phoenix x reader #natasha trace x reader #top gun phoenix #natasha phoenix trace #lwah npt

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geaesaekki · 4 months ago

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@phoenix-of-jade sent :

Entering the establishment, the man was immediately hit by the scent of heavy cigar smoke and alcohol that was common to this kind of places. Piercing green eyes scanned the room, taking in the various patrons and women loitering around him, chatting and drinking and having an overall good time before the man heaved a sigh of contempt. Those bars were all the same and whilst he didn't mind them that much, the young man never understood why his business partners seemed to always choose hostess bars for their meetings. His reserved and cautious nature told him that having random women listen up on information that was confidential was rather risky. But alas, he couldn't do much about it, and since nothing looked out of the ordinary so far, after having checked his watch to make sure that he was on time, the newcomer waited to be escorted to the table where his business associate should've been waiting for him. (For Selene, from @phoenix-of-jade)

At the Red Line, every patron has his girl. Sometimes, the girls got lucky—snagging a man who’s at least somewhat handsome, pays well, and knows how to treat a woman. Other times, they end up with the usual: rough, dirty criminals who just want their pleasure quick and simple. Tonight, one of the biggest tables is here, as they are every weekend, and only the best girls are called to entertain them. The lights are low, casting a sultry glow, while the thick, sweet haze of cigar smoke clings to the air. The night hums with laughter, playful teasing, and the pop of champagne corks. Selena is at the table too, simply helping with the champagne as her own client hasn't arrived yet. That’s when the boss approaches, whispering softly to her that her client has arrived—the Feng heir. Selena rises gracefully, her every step a slow, sensual sway, like a cat moving through the room. Her eyes lock onto him the moment she spots him. Oh. He is handsome. Not the typical man she’s used to. Normally, the good-looking ones are reserved for Candice. She hates Candice. But this… this is a pleasant surprise. She’d heard of him, but she didn’t expect someone her age and, well, so utterly captivating. A playful, almost secret smile curls her lips as she approaches him, her red dress clinging to her curves, her black hair tumbling in waves down her back, framing her face. Her large, doe-like eyes catch the light, and when she finally stands before him, she lets her gaze linger for a heartbeat longer, savoring the sight. “Welcome to the Red Line, Sir,” she purrs, her voice low, warm, dripping with allure. Her smile deepens. “Your business partners are already here,” she continues, her eyes flickering briefly toward the lively table before returning to him. “They seem to be enjoying themselves quite a bit.” Her gaze holds his for a moment longer. “But I hear this is your first time with us,” she murmurs, each word laced with invitation as she tilts her head slightly, gesturing for him to follow her. “Let me show you around, then… and perhaps make it a night to remember.” Her voice trails off into a soft, teasing whisper as she leads him toward the table.

#貓 : 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 / the feline.#貓 : 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 / interactions.#Hellooo :)#I'm SO happy when I receive surprise ASKS thank you so much for this one!!#I can't wait to explore these two yesss <3 #answered

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carmenized-onions · 6 months ago

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Oh gods, I apologize for the long long rambling, but here it goes:

First of all, you are a genius! I can’t believe the way your words were converting to an actual TV scene in my mind d, with cut and editions, the whole thing!

I could see Carmy finding the file with Mike's writing and the pictures and I could feel and see his distress with every picture he saw! My friend you are a genius 🙌🏽

Ok on to the theories:

After reading it again, because the first got me too angry to process anything, it is clear that Tony was pretty involved in Mike’s recovery program, but how much? I didn’t connect the nickname “Chip” until I read in one of the comments that it was because of the chips the program gives to the person once they get to a certain goal, so this makes me think that she was in the program (being a first respondent puts a lot of stress, anxiety and trauma on those poor people) and that is how they met.

And I think they were so close because either she was his sponsor, buuuut, those photos give me the tingles because if he was the one getting the goals then Chip would have made him carry the cupcake. After all, it’s his celebration, so maybe he was his sponsor? And she being in recovery could be the reason she is no longer a paramedic, maybe she got busted and could no longer be one? And would be also the reason she disappeared when Mickey died because she didn’t realize how bad was it for him because he focused on her recovery. Not to mention the hero complex Chip probably has, there is a reason Chip was a paramedic and now is a fix-it-all all 🤷🏽‍♀️

Oh god the next but is going to be so hard and painful… ok last comments:

-Love Richie and his “ I’m trying to be Zen, moment during the almost dinner with Fak”

-RIP the most delicious dish created-never tasted, and F that idiot ex-boss!

-Bless be the "Ratatouille moment”

-“Tina don’t shout at us because we cry 🙈”

-Tony screams at seeing Carmy's hair, we want those beautiful curls back!”

And so much more but this has been long enough, thank you for sharing your story!

And thank you for coming to this TEDTalk ❤️

You will literally never need to apologize for giving critical thought to a silly little thing i wrote and then TELLING IT TO ME THANK YOU MY LOVE!!!

I'm so so happy to hear that you see it as the show, it's exactly what I'm aimin for every time, and I think the stress of this chapter hit that head quite heavy this time.

Incredible line of thought, this ted talk. There's so many little caveats to it, which, I think Phoenix Wright taught me how to bury leads like this. THAT BEING HOW THEY MET WOULD BE WOWOJEFIwoo WOO! Pain. It's been a reoccurring query simply not trusting that Tony really did just quit being a paramedic for her dad and you know what-- good, i've sewed the seeds of mistrust in you all. And that's wonderful. But it would make sense! Can't always fix people, but you can always fix stuff.

oof.

Anyways, CLOSING COMMENTS!!

The amount of restraint it took Rich, you've gotta respect it

I'm almost certain I wrote that cherry lamb section while hungry and i do think that made me make it even more painful. FUCK THAT BOSS!!!

chip and carms first real date will be ratatouille. if they live through this next one.

It's important to be vulnerable with your kitchen and let them know if they raise their voices even slightly you will! have! a meltdown!

There's a reason Jeremy with the slick back is a meme. I know he's also standing like that but he also just looks insane. It's terrible.

NEXT CHIPPIE CHAP IS COMIN OUT AFTER MY LAST SYNTAX READ THANK YOU SO MUCH BABYYYY I LOVE TO GET THESE TREATS IN MY INBOX THANK YOU FOR THE TED TALK!!

#yapping #ask #extensive yapping #hopplessdreamer

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itmb-nonsenseandshenanigans · 8 months ago

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character introductions!

this is going to be unhinged but i love it

the main seven:

Elizabeth "Lizzie" Kim Belcrest she/her age- 16 appearance- blonde hair, medium skin, freckles, dark brown eyes, Korean-American features, slim build, about 5'4" (this is a fantasy world but she'd be mixed Korean-American in the real world)

🎀 Lizzie is a girl who loves autumn, baking, sweet treats, singing, playing guitar, reading, writing, adventures, and animals. she grew up in a village on the planet Vale in the kingdom/territory of Blue with her parents and older sister. she's fierce yet soft, and her character grows a lot throughout the series. when her village is raided and she stumbles into the world of a boy not much unlike her-- yet so so different-- everything changes.

Gale Jameson Lindsey he/him age- 17 appearance- dark brown hair, medium skin, the most stunning aquamarine/teal eyes, muscular but not huge, 6'3", slightly pointed ears (his species is a fantastical one called the Khelux, he's part-human part-Khelux so he doesn't have all of the features, but he does have slightly pointed eras, brilliantly colored eyes, and an impressive height/build)

🌊 Gale has water magic, an insane amount of trauma (seriously someone give this poor boy a hug) a love for literature, and staying inside, away from people. he grew up under the care of Everest Rivera, a former Alliance soldier, from the time he was six. Gale lived a secluded life in a wooded cabin with Everest, not venturing out much. he has a complicated relationship with his caretaker/father figure, and the outside world in general. he is very slow to trust and let his guard down, and seems very serious/stoic, but on the inside, he's just a big softie who needs some love and friends. Gale's idea of safety is turned upside down when a timid girl with no where else to go crashes into his life, and all of the sudden, he's on the run again...

Max Taylor Crest he/him age- 17 appearance- wavy brown hair that's gelled in the front and longer in the back, medium-tan skin, pretty boy sparkly hazel eyes, big arms™️, 6'2", has illusion magic, a pilot prodigy, panther tattoo on his bicep, bisexual loser, has a lot of family trauma lowkey because his parents are the rebel commanders, occasionally wears glasses, TATTOOED GOLDEN RETRIEVER!!

🖤 Max is cocky and always armed with a roguish grin, snarky comment, or flirtatious pick-up line. if he existed in our current modern world, he'd 100% be a fuckboy, but you know what? it's fine. he can be seen in his signature bomber jacket, strutting around Asterian academy like the iconic rebellion nepo-baby he is. nobody knows if they want to be him, or be with him. if you can look past his cocky and charming exterior, you'll find that this image he puts up for himself is just a facade, and that he's not the perfect academy student/rebel pilot/magic-wielder/sniper/brother/boyfriend/best friend almost everyone sees him as. he's fiercely loyal, and him and his girlfriend are the most iconic slay power couple ever. oh and he's a history nerd.

Soren Lorraine Sterling-Valdez she/her age- 18 appearance- long chocolate brown hair, light brown-golden skin, dark brown eyes, tall, lean build, 6'0" (we stan a tall girl!!) (this is a fantasy world but she'd be mixed American, Latina, and Indian in the real world)

🔭 Soren is incredibly smart. she's for the academic validation girlies who make it seem like they have their life together but everything's actually crumbling apart on the inside! (totally not projecting anyway-) she's the top of her class at the academy, and a hacker and spy for the Shadow Legion rebels. her boyfriend is Max Crest and they give off major percabeth energy. someone tell her it's okay to loosen up and stop putting insane expectations on herself! (also she's the type to dye her hair dark red during a mental breakdown)

Phoenix Chase Darrow he/him age- 16 appearance- golden blonde hair with a bit of a wave to it, medium-fair skin that tans in the summer, smattering of freckles, sky blue eyes, broad shouldered and tall, about 6'1"

☀️ Phoenix is a sweet little inventor boy who must be protected at all costs. before he came to Asterian Academy, he was a street fighter and thief living in the slums of the kingdom Arialle. the second oldest of six children (including himself), he was orphaned as a young child and had to learn to provide for himself and his siblings younger siblings once his older twin sister and brother were conscripted into the king's army. Phoenix is chilling now though. he has the best friends, almost blows up the potions classroom at Asterian twice a week, and gets to sit and make/fix things in his free time. his best friend is Max Crest, he may or may not be secretly in love with a girl named Faye, and has a platonic soulmate-bond with Halley, Max's kid sister. Phoenix is so character we love our sunshine golden retriever boy here.

Halley Shea Crest she/her age- 15 appearance- brown hair, fair skin, really pretty green eyes with the slightest hint of blue, 5'2", amazing sense of style, art hoe, golden retriever but as a cat if that makes any sense 💜💙💖

🌿 Halley!! Shea!! Crest!! they could never make me hate you. Halley is for the youngest daughter/Amy March girlies. the little sisters. the ones called immature but are actually wise beyond their years. the ones who love too much (is there such thing?) and pay the price for it. our girl's a healer and absolute god at anything potions. she loves all things whimsical, and is probably secretly a fairy. she struggles with living in the shadow of her brother Max, but all Max wants to do is protect her. she just doesn't understand this yet. her best friend in the entire world is Phoenix, and there may or may not be a bit of unrequited love there (she would do anything for him) but their platonic soulmates bond is still adorable and iconic nonetheless. when she eventually meets Lizzie and Gale, she quickly becomes friends with Lizzie, and forms an unexpected sibling bond with Gale.

Faye Audrey Ryder she/her age- 17 appearance- reddish hair, fair skin, freckles, ice blue eyes, tall lithe build, 5'10", part of a species called the Tavarin that are known for their pointed ears, elegant stag horns, long limbs, and swirling markings on the skin

🧚🏻‍♀️ in another world, Faye was a princess. she left that cruel life under her father's regime and traded it for one at Asterian Academy and working with the Shadow Legion rebels. Faye and Phoenix fled Arialle in a stolen ship after discovering she was to be married off, and they met Max, Halley, and Soren upon their arrival on Vale. Faye is kind and graceful, yet guarded. she wants to love, but has not been shown how. no matter how unkind the world his, her kindness remains steadfast. she is particularly close with Max, Soren, and Phoenix, and by association, Halley.

others:

Everest Rivera he/him age- 53 appearance- salt-and-pepper hair, tanned skin, brown eyes, grayish stubble, very Joel Miller from tlou-core

⚔️ Everest is an ex-Venus Alliance soldier who deserted the military after uncovering the Alliance's corrupt agenda. his wife, Callentia, and daughter, Iris were killed by the Alliance. before that though, he was just an eighteen year-old boy looking for a way out of his small, poor town on Earth. he eventually ended up deployed to the planet Vale and its kingdoms, and met Luke Rockford, a fellow soldier with whom he became very very close with. but then he betrayed Luke by deserting, and the two haven't spoken or had any contact in thirteen years. following his desertion, Everest made a life for himself alone in a wooded cabin in the enchanted forests of Midnight, until one fateful day, a six year-old boy with turquoise eyes and a bloody nose stumbled onto his property. the rest was history...

Luke Rockford he/him age- 48 appearance- golden crew-cut hair, medium skin, gray eyes

🌙 a loyal Venus Alliance commander, Luke Rockford serves his general and none other. he'll always regret the day that his comrade left him, but deep down, Luke knows its for the better. even if he'll never admit it. there's a reason the Alliance hasn't yet found and killed former soldier Everest Rivera, and Luke Rockford is most certainly behind that. Luke has a long history of lovers, and perhaps even a child, but he's never settled down. his work is too callous, too dangerous. but a good soldier always follows orders.

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