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ramzawrites · 4 years ago

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Rivals - Prince!Reader x Prince!Eret

Male

Pairings: Eret x Reader

Characters included: Eret

Warnings: n/a

Series: a request from 🌱🌟 my beloved <3 /p

Summary: Prince Y/N and Prince Eret hated each other. That was just a fact. Mostly causing trouble together in order to one up the other. Though over the time even their relationship can change.

Words count: 5367

Authors Note: I’ll be honest you hit me with this request at a very good time so I ended up writing 10 pages in one go haha

At the end I made the executive decision to finally cut it off or I probably would have written even more, for which I’m honestly don’t have the time at the moment. I hope it’s not that obvious but if it is I apologize.

Thank you for the request 🌱🌟

I am reposting it since the original post doesn’t seem to appear in the tags no need to check the original post but I wanted to give a reason why it’s twice on my blog

Prince Eret and Prince Y/N hated each other.

That was just a universally accepted thing and something that made sense. Just like how water is wet, the ground was made out of dirt, Eret and Y/N hated each other.

Both of their respecting kingdoms never had a good relationship to say the least. Way back in the day the two nations have wared against each other which almost ruined both kingdoms forcing the two to an act of neutrality with the behest of the neighboring kingdoms.

Though this was way off in the past. Nowadays they had rebuilt. Their forces and monetary situation stood strong but they stayed neutral. Eyeing each other closely for any slip ups, though they were also bound to contracts that would involve other nations as well should they begin to go to war again, which wasn’t in interest for both parties.

So they tried to mostly ignore each other which only worked to an extent. If you are a strong nation with an impressive military force or with a lot of money, other nations will invite you to their balls, banquets or whatever fancy party they have going at that point. And it was in your best interest to join these as well, to show off your might, wealth or to connect with other foreign powers.

The first time Y/N’s family took him with them to one of these balls, he was barely six years old.

For a six year old a ball was a boring affair. All the adults were courteously laughing and only sipping on their drinks. Occasionally walking on the stage to dance to the slow and boring music.

Y/N was busy watching two older women dance in tandem. Their dresses and silk moving together in a sea of fabric that seemed to hypnotized the child as he sat on the side of the stage. His parents were off somewhere else, feeling they could trust enough in his proper upbringing to not cause any problems, that they left him. Saying that he should try to enjoy himself.

Enjoy himself how? Dance with the lonely grandma that was busy drinking away all the wine in the castle? No, thank you.

Finally tearing his eyes off the dancing women Y/N noticed how someone else was cautiously approaching him. It was another kid in what he assumed was his age. This stranger had fluffy wild hair and had a sympathetic smile on his face. He wore a simple suit similar to Y/N’s but there were a ton of differences in details.

As he got closer Y/N could swear that something seemed off about him. Something in him was screaming but he couldn’t place why he felt like that.

“Hello.” The other kid greeted Y/N.

Y/N looked around the room for a second before setting his attention back on him “Hello. Who are you?” There was a small hope in him, hey maybe this boring ball won’t be so boring after all.

With a proud expression the kid did a proper royal greeting, bowing in front of Y/N for a second “I am Prince Eret from the mighty nation of-“

But Y/N interrupted him “Prince Eret?! I know of you! My parents warned me and told me to ignore you.” He then stuck his tongue out and made a point to look away from him.

Eret furrowed his brows, exclaiming loudly his confusion to this reaction “Huh? Why?”

Y/N rolled his eyes and got off the chair he was sitting on. Just like Eret, he did his own version of the royal greeting that he got taught by his etiquette teachers “I am Prince Y/N.”

He knew he didn’t need to say more which got confirmed by Eret’s worried and confused expression turning into a proper frown.

“Oh, yuck, so that’s what you look like.”

Y/N gasped in anger “What do you mean yuck? You are the yuck one here! Between the two of us I’m clearly the cooler prince!”

“Oh really? Prove it.” Eret huffed as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Now fired up Y/N looked frantically through the whole ball room but couldn’t seem to come up with anything, that was until he saw a servant of the local royal family sauntering around with a plate of drinks and even with a few cheese and meat skewers.

“I bet I could steal more of these skewers from the servants than you.”

Instead of backing down Eret now had a competitive glint in his eyes “You are on.”

And that’s how both Eret and Y/N got into their first real trouble with their parents and other nobles.

They snuck around the people, hiding behind huge skirts and trying their best to grab a skewer from the plate. At first they waited for the servant to look away while they were talking to someone but soon their maneuvers turned riskier and riskier. Jumping up to grab one or even trying to distract them before grabbing another.

At some point for whatever reason both jumped into the air at the same time, grabbing the same skewer which ended with them smashing into the servant who in return fell down, the drinks spilling onto a couple that stood closely by.

As the adults were trying to understand what just happened Y/N grabbed Eret’s arm and yelled “Run!”

The two begun running away, making their way into the garden, hiding behind a bush as they heard some adults screaming and running around.

Y/N didn’t care if Eret got caught by the adults but he was worried he might sell him out to them as well. No, he was positive he would definitely snitch on him.

Out of breath the two kids huddled together, keeping their ears open, trying to catch any sound that might come closer to them.

Eret looked at Y/N “I clearly won.” He then showed off the skewers he was holding against his suit, effectively ruining it.

Y/N shook his head, showing his own off “Nuh-uh. I clearly won.”

For some reason or another they managed to acquire the same amount of food so they sadly had to come to the conclusion that this was a tie. As they angrily begun snacking on their loot, they still continued throwing childish insults at each other.

This only lasted for a few minutes until their parents found them and figuratively tore them away to yell at them. Saying things like “this is not the proper behavior of a prince! Now we have to apologize to all the people! Do you know what this could cost us?”

From that point on their rivalry really started. Every few months they would meet up again by proxy of being invited to the same noble festivities. In fact every time Y/N was on such a party he fully expected Eret being there as well.

He would arrive and keep look out for that oh so dashing prince from the rival kingdom. Y/N scoffed, Eret wished he thought of him like that but in truth Y/N probably knew the best what kind of idiot he could be. After all he had firsthand experience for this.

While they always ended up in some sort of trouble there was this one moment, when they were twelve years old, that always stood out to him.

As usual Eret and Y/N found each other during a banquet. Both immediately fell back into arguing and making fun of each other. The adults got so tired of it that they sent the two outside so they could, in their words, cool down.

“You look ridiculous in your suit.” Eret mumbled towards Y/N as they wandered outside into the garden. Y/N just rolled his eyes as a response, choosing to ignore Eret at this point, not feeling comfortable with being banished outside together with him.

The garden was beautiful, of course.

Different kinds of flowers were planted along all the sides of the garden. Between them stood a few Willow trees with their long leaves hanging above the flowers and seating opportunities while in the middle of the whole place stood a beautiful huge pond with a statue protruding from the middle of it. The statue displayed two unidentifiable human beings holding on to each other, both holding an urn up into the air together where some water was rushing out ouf down into the pond.

While this all, together with the moon light, looked almost magical Y/N was more concentrated on what was inside the pond.

As he walked over to the water he could see a few koi fish flitting around in there. He sat down and lazily begun drawing invisible patterns into the water. Sometimes the fish would come close only to immediately swim away once they either saw the hand or felt the movement.

Eret was just standing dumbfounded to the side. Staring at Y/N which infuriated him. He could feel his dark eyes lingering on him and it just annoyed him. Eret finally shut up but now he was just standing there in uncomfortable silence.

Y/N let out a frustrated sigh “Stop doing that.”

Eret looked bewildered at that “Stop, what?”

“Staring! I can see you staring! I know I’m handsome but come on.” Y/N snickered at the last part.

This time Eret rolled his eyes “Nah, I was just thinking how easy it would be to push you into the water right now and was debating if it was worth getting into trouble for it.”

“And what did your small brain come up with?”

Eret walked over and sat down next to Y/N “It’s sadly not worth it. I feel like I would get in even more trouble than last time when I was destroying you in that food fight.”

Y/N angrily shook his head “Oh, no! I was winning! You were lucky my father literally pulled me away from you or you wouldn’t even be standing here right now!”

“You wish! Your father saved the small bit of dignity you have!”

Ignoring Eret’s attempt to obviously rile him up and make him more angry, Y/N turned now fully away from him and instead returned to watching the fish. They looked more interesting and had more personality than Eret anyhow.

It was also definitely easier to look at the animals than Eret. Every time he would look at him even only for a little bit this fuzzy anger inside the pit of Y/N’s stomach would come up and by god he hated it. Unbeknownst to him this feeling was mutual.

Eret almost seemed chuffed that Y/N didn’t seem to react and instead chose to follow him suit with watching the fish.

“If we are already stuck out here let’s make it at least interesting.” Y/N broke the silence “Let’s catch some fish. I’m betting I can catch more than you.”

Eret was already getting rid of his jacket and pushed his sleeves up “I doubt that!”

Not wasting time Y/N shed his jacket as well and rolled his sleeves up only to jump into the water himself once the fish stayed out of both their reaches due to their incessant punching into the water.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Not losing!” was all Y/N said.

Eret not feeling too keen on possibly losing, jumped into the pond as well, trying to ignore Y/N who was inadvertently splashing water his way.

As a bit of a payback Eret threw some water towards Y/N which resulted in him loosing a prime chance for trying to grab a fish.

Everything is allowed in love and war after all and this was definitely war.

Though this action led to Y/N retaliating with spraying water back on Eret. Soon the two didn’t care about the fish anymore and were too busy trying to wrestle the other under the water. It wasn’t a full blown fight, no real punches fell but there was a lot of pushing and pulling.

They only stopped once they heard a blood curdling scream. Apparently the noble who owned the garden saw them inside her pond and was obviously not too pleased with it.

Yeah, there was a lot of anger and screaming afterwards but for Y/N and Eret it just fueled their hatred toward each other. If the other one wasn’t there, then they wouldn’t have this problem in the first place but since this wasn’t the case all they could do as proper heirs to their respecting kingdoms was to make the others existence pain.

Over the years their rivalry became infamous and nobles who invited both to their festivities either tried to keep increased watch over them or to the detriment of both sides of the families, tried to incite them. Noble people where a strange lot, trying to find entertainment in the weirdest places.

Not that Y/N or Eret cared too much. They were too busy trying to screw the other over though their methods changed over the years. As kids they were more physical with it while the older they got they tended to use their words more and more to the relieve of their parents.

A good example for that was when both were about sixteen years old.

At this point they learned to rein in their anger towards the other and instead concentrated more or less on their royal duties. Well, they tried but every time they saw each other anger would just flood their systems.

It was a typical ball really. The nobles were busy mingling with each other, spreading false compliments in order to gain the political or social upper hand. Some called it an intricate game but Y/N thought it was just stupid. Just say what you think and don’t sugar coat it. That was something and maybe the only thing he and Eret could agree on. As much as he hated that guy he wasn’t scared to tell Y/N what he thought of him.

He appreciated him for that. A shiver ran down his spine as soon as that thought crossed his mind and Y/N just shoved it away. Never in his life would he actually appreciate that mad prince.

That said it was a bit weird how he hasn’t spotted Eret yet. Not that he was specifically looking out for him or anything. He just wanted to be aware where he was so he could avoid him. Was he invited? His family was here but he seemed to be gone. Maybe he finally gave up trying to one up Y/N and stayed home.

Y/N doubted that though. The only reason why Eret wouldn’t appear to something like this was if he was seriously sick. It happened only once and Y/N ended up being bored to death. So what if he derived entertainment from his rival? That’s a part of the reason what rivalries are for, right?

Spending so much time thinking about him made Y/N uncomfortable. This one feeling in the pit of his stomach just flared up again which he didn’t appreciate one bit. Just another reason why Eret was so annoying. He was the only person this happened with.

Bored out of his mind Y/N begun moving through the ball room. There was one place Eret could be hiding away at. If anything Y/N could predict some behavior from him over the years. Making sure to stay away from all the dancing people and the conversations, not feeling interested to take part in it. Instead he moved towards the gardens.

It was just the place he and Eret would default to since at the slightest chance of trouble the other nobles liked to throw them out immediately.

So when he spotted Eret walking around the rose bushes it didn’t completely surprise him.

“And here I thought I spied a birds nest in between the bushes but alas it is just Eret’s hair.”

Eret visibly flinched once he heard Y/N. Apparently he had been so busy with his own thoughts that he didn’t notice Y/N approaching him. He frowned at the other prince while he in return was just smirking smugly.

Sighing Eret walked over to a particular big rose and begun inspecting it“ And I thought I would finally be free of you. You arrived late, huh?”

“Hardly my fault, though I too was hoping you finally conceded and stayed home but here you are just staring at some roses like some hopeless romantic prince from some sort of fairy tale.”

When Eret didn’t immediately fire back and hesitated Y/N’s eyes widened “No! Don’t tell me! Don’t tell me you actually have a crush on someone! Who is the poor person?”

As he spoke the words out loud it felt like his chest was ablaze. Something about that thought rubbed him the wrong way. He just labelled it as a different way for his annoyance towards Eret to show up but it confused him nonetheless.

Realistically what did he care about his love affairs?

Finally Eret vehemently shook his head “No, nothing like that! Why was this where your mind went? I was just bored and am looking at the flowers. Even you can admit that they are pretty, right?” Eret chuckled “Or are you jealous somehow?”

“Only in your dreams.” Y/N responded with a disgusted expression on his face.

“Nightmares you mean.” Eret added before pulling one rose out of the bush.

Y/N looked around hoping none of the staff or someone else saw this “Dude, what the hell are you doing? If you get into trouble for stealing flowers and I’m around everyone will think I’m part of this.”

“They won’t notice, Y/N. Well, they will only notice it if you aren’t careful enough. You need to have an eye for such things and me begrudgingly knowing you as well as I do, you do not have an eye for that.”

This is always how it happens. Every god damn time. One of the two would make a statement that the other person couldn’t do a very specific thing and all bets were off.

A dangerous glint appeared in Y/N’s eyes “I’ll give you the most amazing rose bouquet without tipping anyone off.” He didn’t seem to realize what he just said but Eret did.

While Y/N turned around in order to scour out the place Eret was still standing in the back. A soft blush on his face. Almost angry with himself he frowned and turned to the opposite direction Y/N just went. He was just so frustrating to be around. Doesn’t even think before he speaks.

This whole endeavor took longer than both initially expected. Most of the time they would just saunter between the bushes only occasionally plucking a flower off. Often enough the two stood in front of the same rose, trying to act as fast as possible to get it before the other.

Eret clearly went for the flower first but once his hand touched the stem of the rose, Y/N was there as well, his hand brushing past Eret’s, holding onto the lower part of the stem.

“You’ve got be kidding me.” Y/N cursed.

Eret squinted his eyes as he looked at him “What do you mean? I went for it first! You still continued grabbing it like the brute you are!”

Y/N gasped in a fake display of disbelief. Acting like the biggest insult just got hurled towards him when in fact Eret has said worse things before or even the countless nobles who suffered damages due to their shenanigans.

Both stared at each other, not letting go off the rose. Their brows furrowed into deep scowls as they just continued staring at each other. Hoping that for some reason any kind of weakness would just magically appear or that someone will let go off the damn flower.

It was incredibly uncomfortable for the both of them. Y/N and Eret both stared directly into each other’s eyes. Pink dusted faces turned towards one another, not daring to move a muscle.

“God, I hate you so much.” Y/N grumbled.

Eret nodded “Believe me the feeling is mutual.”

After a few more seconds of staring and angry expressions they both let go at the same time.

There they stood. Two princes of enemy kingdoms holding each a small bouquet of roses with blushing faces.

If you would ask them about it they would immediately exclaim the blush was just a result of their anger bubbling out.

Eret let out a breath he didn’t notice he was holding “Tie?”

Y/N looked down at his own bouquet “Yeah, sure, let’s call it a tie. This is stupid anyhow.”

That was the last time they saw each other for a while.

Since they both were heirs to their respective thrones they soon got sent away to boarding schools in order to get properly trained for their future duties. Besides being educated and introduced what these duties actually entailed, they also got trained in the art of combat.

While most of, if not all, nobles learn how to fight it was something expected from Y/N and Eret. They had to get good at it. A tradition that still stemmed from the waring days of their competing nations.

So for the next four years Y/N was sent away to a boarding school inside his own nation, only later hearing that Eret befell the same fate, which didn’t surprise him.

The years dragged on rather slowly. Most of the subjects were boring but Y/N realized they were important so he put himself through the grueling task of proper studying. The daily training sessions helped him immensely by bringing some sort of change to his every day and tended to look forward to them. Mostly since he became good friends with his coach. A mercenary hired by his family to train him.

Becoming a friend to him, while others tried stay away from Y/N. Most didn’t dare to approach the only heir of their kingdom, others knew he was a bit of a troublemaker and stayed away from him because of it.

Y/N caught himself missing Eret from time to time. While he was annoying and infuriating at best, Y/N couldn’t help but think it was more enjoyable than spending his time alone surrounded by people around his age.

Every now and again his thoughts would always jump back to Eret. Hell, he even once considered writing him a letter before he stopped in his tracks, realizing what he was about to do. Silently chastising himself for it.

Y/N graduated when he was twenty. His parents amazed by his progress threw compliments towards his improved behavior.

“Guess Prince Eret was the problem all along.” His mother noted.

He scoffed, of course Eret was the majority of the reason for the problems. His mother only needed to mention him and Y/N already felt the same annoyance from back then again. Guess some things never change.

It was the time for a lot of nobles to graduate so one family took it up on themselves to prepare a grand ball in order to celebrate these young adults. It also helped to bring all the heirs and influential people together to form new relationships that could be beneficial for their future rule.

Y/N got invited as well.

As a graduation gift his parents bought him fancy new clothes made out of the finest cloth. While he thought it was a bit over the top, it was comfortable so he didn’t complain too much. They even fashioned him with a ceremonial crown that complimented the whole outfit quite nicely.

It was only then that it really sunk in what this all meant for him. He had to act proper no matter what from now on. While people were always aware of him, now they were really watching. This also meant he had to start to properly get into contact with other influential families and nations which meant he had to actually dance on this ball.

So when he and his family stepped out of the wagon that brough them to this event, his heart was beating fast. Y/N was nervous and yet he still managed to put on a confident smile. He didn’t go through all these etiquette classes without learning a few things at least.

When he walked into the ball room, a servant announced his and his families arrival which caused a lot of people to turn their heads. It was the first official outing of an heir to an incredibly strong nation, of course they wanted to see what he was like.

In fact it didn’t take long until Y/N got swarmed by multiple people talking courteously and making conversation with him. He returned the gestures and mingled with the others, curious to see if anyone interesting was here. It was the first time in a long time people didn’t seem to avoid him, even if it was purely for the purpose of forming new beneficial connections.

It beat sitting around alone.

Y/N slowly scanned the huge room with his eyes that’s when he spied something that made his heart figuratively jump into his throat.

In the corner stood someone tall with a shock of brown and fluffy hair that got pushed down by a crown. He wore an amazing suit made out of silk and with a variant of different purples completed with something that resembled a cape. As he talked to the person in front of him he had this huge, genuine, beautiful smile on his face that made Y/N’s heart skip a beat.

He was handsome that’s all he could say about him. Knocking all the air out of Y/N’s lungs.

Pressing his hand against his madly blushing face Y/N tried to look like he was deep in thought and not just silently checking out this one person way off in the corner.

“Be still my beating heart.” Y/N mumbled as he pressed his free hand on his chest. Feeling his heart beating fast and hard against his ribcage. Luckily no one heard him but he did receive a few worried and confused looks. Guess he wasn’t as sneaky about his display of emotions as he had thought.

Y/N took a deep breath in and coughed in order to calm himself down a bit “I’m sorry to interrupt you all, but I need to go. I need to find something out. It was an honor talking with you and I hope we can continue this later on.”

With all the confidence he didn’t have Y/N slowly made his way towards that person. Something was just pulling him towards him and he needed to at least know his name. It was like his heart and mind both yelled at Y/N.

While walking he could tell that his breath was short. He felt hot and he was certain that his face was still in a lovely shade of red.

Did he just develop a probably one sided crush? Perhaps.

Once he got close enough, he begun to tremble. His knees felt weak and by god he wanted to turn around but something in him just forced him to move on. As if this was his only chance to ever exchange even a word with that stranger.

Y/N was about to put on a polite smile and wave towards him but the stranger was faster and turned towards him.

The stranger audibly and unmistakably gasped. His eyes wide open as his face suddenly turned into a similar shade of red to Y/N.

“Hello.” Y/N begun speaking. He wanted to introduce himself but his voice failed him. Throat and lips dry out of nervousness.

“Y/N?” he spoke with a deep, soothing voice and Y/N had to admit he liked hearing his name coming out of his mouth.

Wait that handsome stranger knew him?

That’s when it hit him. But that can’t be! That was impossible, he would have recognized him immediately!

“Oh. Eret?”

Y/N put his hand against his mouth trying to hide the smile and blush. Why was he feeling like this? Why wasn’t his typical white anger returning? He still had that fuzzy feeling in the pit of his stomach but something felt different. Maybe it was the maturity from the years or maybe he just imagined it.

Eret was madly blushing and just staring at Y/N as he slowly lifted up his trembling hand “Let’s talk. Would you care for a dance?”

That feeling in his stomach increased as well as the beating of his heart and yet Y/N put his hand into that of Eret’s. Together they walked towards the middle of the room. Slowly beginning to dance.

Y/N was at this point biting his lip. He wanted to talk, say anything but his mind was running in overdrive. No proper sentences would form. Luckily some sort of muscle memory jumped in when it came to the dancing but everything else? No, he was completely screwed.

Why now? Why was he reacting like this?

“You look like you are doing well.” Eret suddenly spoke. His voice trembling almost as much as his hands.

Y/N nodded as he continued moving in tandem with Eret. Their feet skillfully moving around on the dance floor.

“You look good, uh, I mean, you look alright as well, you do look good but I mean you seem to be doing good as well.” After Y/N stammered that out he mentally begun cursing himself out.

He used to wrestle Eret into the mud, why is this happening to him? Why can’t he just go back to his anger, that was easier to deal with. Wait, is that the reason why their anger towards each other held on for so long? Sure, their families had always a rivalry but over time something must have subtly changed concerning their relationship that it managed to end up like this.

Y/N felt like a lovesick pre-teen and he hated it.

Eret suddenly let out a short laugh “I’m guessing you didn’t expect this as well?”

Y/N raised his eyebrows “I- I have no idea what you mean. Like, seriously, what exactly of this do you mean?” Of course his nervousness showed itself via him ranting his thoughts off.

“Us meeting like this again.”

“Seeing our past track record I feel like it was inevitable, though this time it certainly does feel different.”

“Yeah, I can tell.” Eret smirked and gave Y/N a wink only to end up turning back into a blushing mess himself.

Now Y/N begun to chuckle, his blush ever present on his face, he pressed his forehead against Eret’s shoulder. Trying his best to hide his face from his view, not willing to give Eret the satisfaction that he succeeded in whatever the hell he just did.

Instead of stopping the two continued to dutifully dance. The best way for a private conversation was while dancing after all but the two were too busy snickering at themselves.

While Y/N had his head still pressed against Eret, Eret spoke up “I’m glad you are here, Y/N. Meeting you here like that again after these years, it made me realize something.”

“Like what?” The same was true of him, of course but he was almost scared of saying it out loud.

Y/N looked back up again but Eret hesitated. His eyes landed on Y/N’s lips only to immediately snap back up to his eyes.

So when he asked “May I?” Y/N knew exactly what he meant.

He gave him a nod which resulted in the two stopping to dance. Eret placed one of his hands against Y/N’s jawline and the other continued to rest at his side as he closed the space between their lips. At first softly brushing their lips for a small second but then Eret went back in pressing his lips properly on Y/N’s only to separate after a few moments.

Y/N put his hands on Eret’s chest, feeling his rapidly beating heart beneath his fingertips “I thought you hated me.” He noted smugly.

Eret laughed “I guess we both were wrong in some way.” He immediately dove back into Y/N’s lips, deepening the kiss, ignoring the confused and surprised noises from all the other guests.

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HOZIER’S “WASTELAND, BABY!” SENTENCE STARTERS

feel free to change pronouns, etc!

NINA CRIED POWER

‘ it’s not the waking, it’s the rising. ’ ‘ it is the grounding of a foot uncompromising. ’ ‘ it’s not forgoing of the lie, it’s not the opening of eyes. ’ ‘ it’s not the shade; we should be past it. it’s the light, and it’s the obstacle that casts it. ’ ‘ it’s the heat that drives the light. ’ ‘ it’s the heaven of a human spirit ringing. ’ ‘ and i could cry power. ’ ‘ it’s not the wall, but what’s behind it. ’ ‘ power has been cried by those stronger than me, straight into the face that tells you to rattle your chains if you love being free. ’

ALMOST (SWEET MUSIC)

‘ i came in from the outside, burned out from a joyride. ’ ‘ the same kind of music haunts her bedroom. ’ ‘ i’m almost me again. ’ ‘ i’m almost me again. she’s almost you. ’ ‘ i wouldn’t know where to start. ’ ‘ be still my foolish heart. ’ ‘ don’t ruin this on me. ’ ‘ let’s get lost and let the good times roll. ’ ‘ let’s smoke rings from this paper doll. ’ ‘ i got some color back. ’ ‘ i laugh like me again, she laughs like you. ’ ‘ the very thought of you, and i am blue. ’ ‘ i get along without you very well some other nights. ’

MOVEMENT

‘ i still watch you when you’re grooving. ’ ‘ you’re moving without moving. ’ ‘ when you move, i’m moved. ’ ‘ you are a call to motion. ’ ‘ when you move, i’m put to mind of all that i wanna be. ’ ‘ i could never define all that you are to me. ’ ‘ move me, baby. ’ ‘ you do it naturally. ’ ‘ honey, you’re atlas in his sleeping. ’ ‘ i recall something that’s gone from me. ’ ‘ when you move, i’m put in awe of something so flawed and free. ’

NO PLAN

‘ what a waste to say the heart could feel apart, or feel complete. ’ ‘ why would you make out of words a cage for your own bird, when it sings so sweet the screaming, heaving fuckery of the world? ’ ‘ why would you offer a name to the same old tired pain? ’ ‘ all things come from nothing. ’ ‘ my heart is thrilled by the still of your hand. ’ ‘ i know now that you understand. ’ ‘ there’s no plan. ’ ‘ there’s no race to be run. ’ ‘ the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun. ’ ‘ there’s no kingdom to come. ’ ‘ i’ll be your man if you got love to get done. ’ ‘ sit in and watch the sunlight fade. ’ ‘ it’s getting late. ’ ‘ there’s no hand on the rein. ’ ‘ as mack explained, there will be darkness again. ’ ‘ let the awful song be heard. ’ ‘ i know your beat, baby. ’ ‘ your secret is safe with me. ’ ‘ if secrets were like seeds, keep my body from the fire, hire a gardener for my grave. ’ ‘ if secrets were like seeds, when i’m lying under marble, marvel at flowers you’ll have made. ’

NOBODY

‘ it’s gin o’clock. ’ ‘ i think about you everywhere i go. ’ ‘ i’ve done everything and i’ve been everywhere. ’ ‘ i’ve been fed gold by sweet fools. ’ ‘ i’ve had no love like your love from nobody. ’ ‘ i’d be appalled if i saw you ever try to be a saint. ’ ‘ i wouldn’t fall for someone i thought couldn’t misbehave. ’ ‘ i once warmed my hands over a burning maserati. ’ ‘ why should we deny the truth? ’ ‘ we could have less to worry about — i won’t lie to you. ’

TO NOISE MAKING (SING)

‘ remember when you’d sing just for the fuck of it? ’ ‘ the look of it was as sweet as the sound. ’ ‘ i couldn’t name that feeling carried in that voice — was it that, or just the act of making noise that brought you joy? ’ ‘ you don’t have to sing it right, but who could call you wrong? ’ ‘ put your emptiness to melody, your awful heart to song. ’ ‘ you don’t have to sing it right. ’ ‘ you don’t have to sing it right, but sing it strong. ’ ‘ at best, you’ll find a little remedy. ’ ‘ at worst, the world will sing along. ’ ‘ we’d scuff up our shoes. ’ ‘ you didn’t always sing it right. ’ ‘ who could ask you to be unbroken or be brave again? ’ ‘ be unbroken. ’ ‘ be brave again. ’ ‘ who could ask you to be sound or to feel saved again? ’ ‘ stick around until you hear that music play again. ’ ‘ so honey, sing. ’ ‘ sing. ’ ‘ remember when you’d sing just for the love of it? and any joy it would bring? ’

AS IT WAS

‘ there is a roadway, muddy and foxgloved, whenever i’d have life enough, my heart is screaming of. ’ ‘ and in a few days, i would be there, love. ’ ‘ whatever here that’s left of me is yours. ’ ‘ the highs hit the heights of my baby, and its hold had the fight of my baby. ’ ‘ the lights were as bright as my baby, ’ ‘ your love was unmoved. ’ ‘ tell me if, somehow, some of it remains, how long you would wait for me. ’ ‘ make your good love known to me. ’ ‘ tell me about your day. ’ ‘ and the nights were as dark as my baby, and half as beautiful too. ’

SHRIKE

‘ i couldn’t utter my love when it counted. ’ ‘ i couldn’t utter my love when it counted, but i’m singing like a bird about it now. ’ ‘ i’m singing like a bird about it now. ’ ‘ i couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted. ’ ‘ words hung above, but never would form — like a cry at the final breath that is drawn. ’ ‘ remember me. ’ ‘ remember me, love. ’ ‘ remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn. ’ ‘ i’d no idea on what ground i was founded. ’ ‘ all of that goodness is going with you now. ’ ‘ then, when i met you, my virtues uncounted — all of my goodness is going with you now. ’ ‘ all of my goodness is going with you now. ’ ‘ dragging along, following your form, hung like the pelt of some prey you had won. ’ ‘ i’m hung like the pelt of some prey you had one. ’ ‘ remember me when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn. ’ ‘ i fled to the city with so much discounted. ’ ‘ i fled to the city with so much discounted, but i’m flying like a bird to you now. ’ ‘ i’m flying like a bird to you now. ’ ‘ i’m flying like a bird to you now, back to the hedgerows where bodies are mounted. ’ ‘ i was housed by your warmth. ’ ‘ i was thus transformed by your grounded and giving and darkening scorn. ’

TALK

‘ i’d be the voice that urged orpheus when her body was found. i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground. ’ ‘ i’d be the dreadful need in the devotee. ’ ‘ i’d be the immediate forgiveness in eurydice. ’ ‘ imagine being loved by me. ’ ‘ i won’t deny — i’ve got in my mind now all the things i would do. ’ ‘ i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you. ’ ‘ i’d be the last shred of truth in the lost myth of true love. ’ ‘ i’d be the sweet feeling of release. ’

‘ be as you’ve always been. ’ ‘ lover, be good to me. ’ ‘ be like the love that discovered the sin, that freed the first man and will do so again. ’ ‘ be that hopeful feeling when eden was lost. ’ ‘ it’s been deaf to our laughter since the master was crossed. ’ ‘ which side of the wall really suffers that cost? ’ ‘ be love in its disrepute. ’ ‘ love, in its disrepute, scorches the hillside and salts every root. ’ ‘ watch the slowing and starving of troops. ’ ‘ be like the rose that you hold in your hand, that will grow bold in a barren and desolate land. ’ ‘ love, won’t you be as you’ve always been? ’

DINNER & DIATRIBES

‘ this club here is stuck up. ’ ‘ i knew well from our first hookup the look of mischief in your eyes. ’ ‘ your friends are a fate that befell me. ’ ‘ hell is the talking type. ’ ‘ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ’ ‘ that’s the kind of love i’ve been dreaming of. ’ ‘ honey, i laugh when it sinks in. ’ ‘ the evening is slowing. ’ ‘ the end is in sight. ’ ‘ it’s easier knowing what you’d do to me tonight. ’ ‘ let there be hotel complaints and grievances raised. ’ ‘ let there be damage ensued and tabloid news. ’

WOULD THAT I

‘ i saw your hair like the branch of a tree — a willow dancing on air before covering me. ’ ‘ that love in withdrawal was the weeping of me. ’ ‘ the sound of the saw must be known by the tree. ’ ‘ i fretted fire, but that was long ago. ’ ‘ i blink in sight of your blinding light. ’ ‘ it’s not tonight where you hold me tight. ’ ‘ you’re good to me. ’ ‘ with the roar of the fire, my heart rose to its feet. ’ ‘ like the ashes of ash, i saw rise in the heat. ’ ‘ i fell in love with the fire long ago. ’ ‘ with each love i cut loose, i was never the same. ’ ‘ i’m watching still-living roots be consumed by the flame. ’ ‘ i was fixed on your hand of gold laying waste to my loving long ago. ’ ‘ in awe, there i stood. ’ ‘ though i’ve handled the wood, i still worship the flame. ’ ‘ as long as the amber of ember glows, all the would that i’d loved is long ago. ’

SUNLIGHT

‘ i would shun the light. ’ ‘ share in evening��s cool and quiet. ’ ‘ who would trade that hum of night for sunlight? ’ ‘ but whose heart would not take flight? ’ ‘ but whose heart would not take flight, betray the moon as acolyte, on first and fierce affirming sight of sunlight? ’ ‘ i’d been lost to you. ’ ‘ i flew like a moth to you. ’ ‘ oh, your love is sunlight. ’ ‘ all the tales the same, told before and told again. ’ ‘ a soul that’s born in cold and rain knows sunlight. ’ ‘ oh, my sunlight. ’ ‘ all that was shown to me, sunlight, was something foreknown to me. ’ ‘ all these colors fade for you only. ’ ‘ hold me. ’ ‘ carry me slowly. ’ ‘ each day, you’d rise with me. ’ ‘ know that i would gladly be the icarus to your certainty. ’ ‘ strap the wing to me. death trap-clad, happily, with wax melted, i’d meet the sea. ’

WASTELAND, BABY!

‘ all the fear and the fire of the end of the world happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl. happens great, happens sweet. ’ ‘ happily, i’m unfazed here, too. ’ ‘ wasteland baby, i’m in love with you. ’ ‘ baby, i’m in love with you. ’ ‘ all the things yet to come are the things that have passed: like the holding of hands, like the breaking of glass. ’ ‘ i’m in love with you. ’ ‘ and i love too that love soon might end. ’ ‘ be still, my indelible friend. you are unbreaking. ’ ‘ you are unbreaking, though quaking. ’ ‘ that day that we watch the death of the sun; the cloud and the cold and those jeans you have on. ’ ‘ you gaze unafraid as they sob from the city ruins. ’ ‘ the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen. ’ ‘ not an end, but the start of all things that are left to do. ’ ‘ that’s it. ’

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Hetalia Moon AU- The Dimensional Door: Act 2

Previous Chapter: I Next Chapter: III

Please just take this. It’s long and I’m tired of looking at it.

Not a whole lot happens in this chapter but we get a bit of a background on Tolys and Feliks became guardians. A portion of this chapter was posted about a year ago as a sneak peek so people could get excited about the story.

I’m hoping the next chapter won’t take as long. OTL

Name Legend: APH Estonia: Eduard APH Latvia: Raivis APH Lithuania: Tolys APH Poland: Feliks APH Finland: Timo APH Sweden: Björn APH Hungary: Erzsébet

“Here, this will help you warm up.”

“Thank you.”

Tolys placed the warm mug of tea on the table in front of Eduard. The man's expression was somber as his head hung low, staring at the compact in his hands.

“Will Raivis be okay?” Eduard asked worriedly.

“He'll be fine. The shock of everything that happened made him faint. Some rest will do him good.”

Eduard never looked up when Tolys spoke. His eyes instead were fixated on the compact. Rectangular in shape, the compact was big enough to fit inside the palm of both his hands. The outer appearance showed the Estonian flag and boasted a gold fixture, designed with a large star with wings behind on top of the brooch.

Everything happened so quickly, Eduard thought. The monster had come out of nowhere and attacked everything in sight. When Tolys and Feliks were in danger, a flash of light had appeared and he and Raivis were given compacts that changed them into superheroes with special powers. It felt like a plot right out of a movie to him.

Eduard thought further back into the event. He remembered Tolys and Feliks had the same kind of brooches as they did. The way the two of them spoke made it feel as if it were commonplace. It frightened him to know this wasn't their first experience with these creatures.

Grab the brooch! It's the only way to save them both!

He shook his head in discontent. This whole experience was unsettling, to say the least. He suddenly stood up from his seat and slammed his hands on top of the table, startling both Tolys and Feliks and nearly knocking over his tea.

“Tolys, I need answers. Why us? Why were we chosen for this?”

“I don't know. Both me and Feliks are just as in the dark as you are!”

Eduard frowned. “There must be something you must know. You spoke so casually about what was happening back there.”

“I've only had this brooch for about two weeks,” Tolys explained, “Why we were chosen to do this is still a mystery to both of us.”

Eduard turned his head towards Feliks, who had been sitting casually away from the action on a black leather chair near the sofa where Raivis was resting. Feliks however merely looked away and shrugged his shoulders.

“Sorry, I got nothing.”

Realizing he wasn't going to get anywhere with his questions, Eduard returned to his calm demeanour and sat back down. Nothing more was said between them as the room grew cold and silent. With his arms crossed, he choose to go about things himself, analyzing the situation a little more closely. He thought back to when the creature showed up from behind the trees and into the park. It looked as if it were looking for someone, or something. It only got aggressive when it got close to humans and its frustration began to build. From then on, the events began to blur in Eduard's mind. Perhaps there wasn't much he could do either in answering his own questions.

“What are you thinking about?” Tolys interrupted, snapping Eduard out of his thoughts.

“I was trying to think back to when that monster showed up, if there were any clues that might shed some light on what happened today. But after you two transformed, all the events start to blur together.” he sighed. “Tolys please, you and Feliks have been at this a little longer than us. You must know something about what happened today. Anything will do.”

Tolys sighed. “There isn't much I can really say. But I have noticed a similarity with the monsters we faced. The word 'key' seems to pop up a lot when they speak.”

Eduard's eyes lit up at this new information, “Oh? But the monster we faced didn't say anything.”

“You're right. Some of the previous ones we faced were capable of human speech but this one for some reason wasn't.”

“Ahhh-” a voice interjected. “You two need to lighten up about all this. All of this stuff is just like in the comics me and Erzsébet read. Answers will come when the time is right but not when the story is just getting started!”

“Feliks, this is not a game. We almost lost our lives today!”

Feliks pouted as he slouched into his seat, his feet laying casually on the wooden coffee table. “You're no fun at all.”

“I have to say, he has an interesting way of going about all this,” Eduard chuckled. Tolys groaned as he ran his hand through the locks of his hair. Between today's events, Eduard's bombardment of questions, and Feliks's laid-back attitude, he was beginning to stress himself out and a headache was quickly forming. It was then when the sound of moans coming from the sofa caught everyone's attention.

Raivis was beginning to wake from his slumber.

The three men huddled around him as his eyes slowly began to open. Raivis's eyes struggled to adjust to the light of the room, this taking several tries before they could truly open. When things began to become much clearer, he was greeted to the warm and friendly grins that he had come to remember from his friends.

“Hey, you're finally awake!” Feliks exclaimed.

“You had us worried after you fainted.” Eduard chimed in.

Raivis was still so disoriented that nothing they said had registered in his mind. His body felt a little stiff but he sat himself up, just enough so he could support himself with his arms. “Was it all just a dream?” he spoke out loud as he looked around the room. He had come to recognize that he was in Feliks's living room, in the house that all, but Eduard, shared. Same colours, same fixtures, nothing appeared out of the ordinary to him. It was only when he caught a gap opening between Eduard and Tolys that he saw the brooch that had appeared hours earlier sitting on the table behind them. He felt his body tense up, the colour disappearing in his face, as he realized what he had experienced was in fact, reality. Raivis erupted into a bundle of nerves and sheer panic as his words came out jumbled. Eduard immediately went down on his knees and placed his hands on the other man's shoulders.

“It's okay Raivis! Just relax, it's all over.” Eduard knew his words were a bit of a stretch. It's over for now but what if they return? And how many more will there be until it's truly over? He wished he had the answers so he could do more for him. He feels he's only giving him empty promises.

“Eduard's right.” Feliks said as he joined the two at face level. “Everything's cool now and it's all because of you two. You're, like, the real heroes in all this!”

Though it may not have been what Raivis wanted to hear, Tolys couldn't help but grin at hearing Feliks's comment. There was so much truth to his words. They were in such a bind that had Eduard and Raivis not awakened their powers, they may not have made it out alive. He was glad Feliks had brought that up.

Tolys reached down and joined the other three. “The two of us alone were not enough to defeat that monster. Had you two not been there, we may not be standing here right now talking to you.”

“How can you all be so cool about this?! Aren't you all scared?!”

“Of course we are. We have so many questions but no answers to them.” Tolys answered, his tone quickly becoming serious. “But it's important we stay strong. If they keep coming, we can't show them any fear. Any hesitation will only hurt us in the end.”

“You're so relaxed when you talk like that. And here I thought I was supposed to be the one with reason.” Eduard joked with a grin. Tolys returned it with a smile of his own and quickly turned back to Raivis.

“It's been a long day and it's already past six o'clock. Let's save this conversation for another time and I'll get started on dinner. Sound good?”

Raivis was still shaking, though not as much as before, and manage to let out a quiet “Okay” before pulling the blankets over himself. He had had about enough of today and everyone around him. Raivis had hoped this in itself was another dream but the achy feeling in his stomach was telling him otherwise.

That was enough for him to get teary-eyed. He never wanted to go through with this ever again.

Tolys whipped up a quick dinner, making noodles and mixing it with leftover chicken and vegetables. The four of them ate together in the dining room however Raivis only took a small portion and quietly excused himself after he finished and headed to bed. They didn't stop him and only watched on with worried expressions. They finished their meal in an uncomfortable silence.

Feliks offered to start up a game of Super Smash Bros. to lighten up the mood. Eduard was down for a few rounds and the two played together while Tolys cleaned up and did dishes. Lots of loud laughter could be heard as far as the kitchen and Tolys managed to crack a smile as he felt things were slowly returning to normal. Eduard won most of the rounds and after a good forty minutes Feliks was growing bored and fell asleep. That signalled the end of the game so he shut off the gaming system and put away the controllers.

Eduard realized that Tolys never joined them and he could no longer hear any shuffling in the kitchen so he decided to seek him out. He searched everywhere on the main floor but eventually spotted him out on the back porch, sitting on the steps in a dim light. The sound of the door opening caught Tolys's attention as he turned around but upon noticing Eduard, he gave him a warm smile and urged him to come join him. Eduard obliged and the space between them grew increasingly tight in the small opening.

“I guess Feliks fell asleep?” Tolys asked.

“Yeah. I was wondering what happened to you. You didn't want to join in the fun?”

“Video games are not my thing.” he laughed. “I'm not really all that good at them. Feliks is the one that plays it the most but he quickly gets bored with it so we just have it for when we have friends over, like you.”

“I see.”

The conversation died rather quickly as they sat in silence together. There was a lengthy pause between them but Eduard was the first to speak up and break the ice.

“I'm really sorry about earlier.”

Tolys looked at him rather surprised. “Why are you apologizing? You did nothing wrong.”

“It's just-” Eduard paused rather nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I had been a little aggressive earlier.”

“You had every right to ask the questions you did. I just wish I had the answers you were looking for.”

“The way you and Feliks fought though... I know you said you hadn't done this long but it looked so natural, as if you two had done it forever.”

“It's a feeling that you'll get used to. When I battled for the first time, the words, the techniques, they were all there in my mind as if the knowledge was always there, just waiting to be used. It still scares me how I can do what I do so easily. Did you feel the same way when you transformed too?”

“Yeah...” Eduard's voice trailed off. “It was a surreal experience holding my brooch and feeling those words that you never knew before echo in your mind. It felt so strange.”

“And what is your name? Do you remember what came to you when you transformed?”

Eduard thought hard. Everything had happened so quickly he was't too sure. However the first words that were coming to mind were 'Sailor Estonia'. It made a little bit of sense, the more he analyzed it. Part of his uniform was a sailor costume while his brooch and outfit colours featured that of the Estonian flag.

“I think... it was Sailor Estonia.”

“How fitting!” Tolys exclaimed. We all seem to be named after countries that our background is from. I am Sailor Lithuania and Feliks is Sailor Poland. Raivis in that case would be Sailor Lat-”

“Sailor Latvia,” Eduard interrupted. “And we're guardians correct?”

“Correct. Guardians of what, I don't really know. But I assume based on our names we represent the countries that we are from.”

“Forgive me for asking, but how did you become Sailor Lithuania?”

Tolys seemed puzzled by the question but nevertheless he was happy to oblige in Eduard's curiosity.

It's not very exciting and not that different from how you and Raivis awakened. I hope I don't bore you too much with it.”

Tolys recalled the story of how his life was forever changed. He was at the animal hospital doing his internship and Feliks had stopped by, bringing in donuts and muffins to munch on during his break. They had sat outside but left the back door open as the enjoyed their time together but the sounds of screaming and the animals quickly growing erratic in their cages alerted them that something wasn't right. Upon reentering, they discovered a monster shaped as a giant black centipede with many legs and sharp teeth that couldn't be counted. It sensed their presence and turned to greet them with glowing red eyes and a horrifying growl. Tolys was consumed with fear and fell backwards on to the floor. Feliks however was not shaken and immediately jumped into action, standing in between him and the monster. Tolys watched him carefully with surprise and was heavily fixated at his friend's serious expression. This was not the Feliks he knew.

“Feliks, what you doing?! Get away from that thing!”

“It's alright. Get out of here while you still can. I'll take care of this,” Feliks said as he turned his head, giving him a cocky grin.

“Are you crazy?!” Tolys panicked. “You're going to get yourself killed!”

“I'll be totally fine. But you won't be if you don't hurry up and leave!”

“Feliks!!”

“Can you, like, trust me just this once?!” Feliks groaned. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a rectangular brooch. Tolys got a quick glance of the design as he stared at it both curiously and surprised. The design sported the Polish flag and gold fixtures on top, designed as a set of wings with a large star in the middle.

“I'm really sorry. You weren't supposed to know about any of this.”

Tolys watched as Feliks raised the brooch in the air. He called out a peculiar phrase in Polish and a light had formed around him. His eyes grew wide when the light had faded. Dressed in an outfit that was a mix between a sailor uniform and armour, Feliks's pose was graceful and confident. He gave a powerful introduction, calling himself 'Sailor Poland'. He was ready to fight by any means necessary and Tolys could hardly recognize his friend. Yet, there was something about him that still felt so familiar, especially whenever he saw how expressive his eyes were.

“I'm going to lure it outside. Take care of everyone in here, like you always do.”

Tolys didn't have any time to react when Feliks pulled on his arm and threw him with such force, his body crashed into the wall. The monster chased Feliks outside and took part of the entrance with it. He lured it behind the hospital where there was additional parking for the staff and where few on-lookers could see what was happening. Tolys's back was throbbing in pain but he forcefully brought himself back up. He was determined to help Feliks in anyway he could, even if it meant risking his life.

He caught up to the two as they battled it out. Tolys was far enough that he could see the action unfold and was without danger. He watched Feliks carefully as he bravely fought the monster to the best of his abilities. Every now and then, Feliks would launch a fiery attack that did enough damage to slow it down but not enough to beat it for good so he would resort to punches and kicks. Tolys still struggled to take in all he was seeing, not just the creature itself but Feliks as well. When they were young, Feliks's mouth always got him into trouble and Tolys was never far to protect him from the bullies. But now the tables had turned and it was him that needed protection. He never knew Feliks had this kind of strength within him. But the thought of him being this strong and confident left Tolys feeling emotional but proud.

Feliks had launched a powerful attack against the monster and it screeched in pain as it immobilized it. He took his chance to get up close and throw him another attack to finish it off. He jumped in the air and launched himself towards the creature. However, just as he had got closer, it found the strength to use its body as a weapon and hit him with such force that Feliks flew at a high speed into an empty bus shelter. Glass littered everywhere as his body bled from the cuts on his exposed skin. Feliks hissed as he struggled to move. His head felt heavy and his body was bruised and stung from the open wounds. Tolys witnessed everything and with the centipede gaining its ability to move again, it was heading straight for Feliks to finish him off. Without any thought for his own safety, Tolys refused to stand by and ran out of the bushes towards them both.

“Feliks!!” he screamed.

Feliks looked up in shock and gasped, “Tolys?! What the hell?! I told you to stay inside!”

The monster was suddenly no longer interested in Feliks and had made its way towards Tolys. He was terrified but if it meant his saving his friend, he would gladly accept this as his death. But to his surprise, an increasingly large glow came from his chest and the light stopped the monster in its tracks. Something green was forming on the outside and surrounding it, a brooch with the Lithuanian flag appeared with the same kind of gold fixtures that Feliks's had. He stared at it curiously with wide eyes as he felt a mysterious power come over him, drawing him closer to the brooch. He reached out, his hand coming ever closer to it, but just before he could grab it, Feliks snapped him out of his gaze.

“Don't!”

His hand froze. “If you touch that, you will never have a normal life again. Is that what you want for yourself?”

Tolys didn't know what to say and stared at the brooch. Is this the path he wanted? To fight alongside his friend and risk death every day? Or did he want the freedom of innocence and live as he pleased? His life was perfect. He lived a simple life with the job he worked so hard to get and was surrounded by the people he loved and cared for so deeply.

But what would happen if his loved ones were in danger? How could he protect them if these creatures existed in their world?

No. He couldn't let that happen. He refused to let that fear become reality. Without any more hesitation, he grabbed the brooch and a bright light formed around him. The words came to him as he shouted a phrase in Lithuanian. Everything had felt so warm around him until the light had faded. Feliks stared at him astonished when Tolys appeared in an outfit matching his, only with a different set of colours that matched the Lithuanian flag. There was no time to waste as the creature aggressively came straight for them.

“Hey, let's launch our attacks together! We can totally defeat that ugly thing in one shot.”

Tolys nodded. “You got it.”

Both men pointed their attacks towards the monster. Feliks shot large flames of fire while Tolys launched a barrage of rue petals. The pedal were first to hit and it screeched in pain as it burned its body before it was fully engulfed in fire. It was quickly reduced to ashes.

Tolys didn't have a moment to catch his breath when he felt a pair of arms wrap behind him. The squeeze that always came with a classic Feliks hug gave him a sense of familiarity. He lifted his hand up and placed it over Feliks's. It didn't matter what form he took, the man behind him was and will always be Feliks. The thought of that gave Tolys some comfort over what he just experienced.

“You're not mad at me are you?”

“No,” Feliks mumbled, “I knew you would grab the brooch. I can't stop you when it's in your nature to help people.”

Tolys tightened the grip on his hands. He was glad Feliks was still here standing with him. He concluded his story by mentioning that after the battle, he helped Feliks back into the hospital where he was ready to care and tend to Feliks's cuts. But to his surprise, when they reverted back to their regular selves, it impressed him how Feliks looked as if he never fought at all.

“The best part about being a guardian!” Feliks winked.

“That's impressive!” Eduard said. He was fascinated by the whole story and was glad everything ended the way it did. “I would have thought you'd be the first to awaken and not him.”

Tolys formed a little smile. He was beginning to feel a little cramp in his legs for sitting down too long. He changed his position slightly that let him let his legs hang out over the steps of the deck. It wasn't any more comfortable than before but Tolys doesn't think they'll be out for much longer. The air had gotten much cooler and neither of them were properly dressed for the outdoors.

“Feliks hasn't really told me much of what he's experienced. All he'll say is that he had been fighting on his own for just over a month. I've tried to push him into telling me more but he just won't budge on the topic.”

“Do you think he's hiding things?”

There was a long and heavy pause. “I'm not really sure, to be honest.”

“Hmm...” He quickly realized that Tolys didn't seem to like this topic and switched to something else. “Do you think there's more of us out there?”

“Who knows? If there are, let's just hope they're easy to work with. We could use all the help we can get!”

Tolys was quick to get back on his feet. The cold had finally gotten to him and was longing for the warmth of his home. He offered his hand to Eduard to help him up, a gesture he kindly took. A sigh of relief was heard from both of them as they re-entered inside and Tolys locked the patio doors behind him.

Eduard had wondered what the rest of their plans were for the night but Tolys made it clear that he was heading to bed early because he had to be at work for mid-morning. “If you want, you can have my room for the night and I'll sleep in Feliks's room.”

He gladly accepted the offer. He usually did anyhow whenever he slept over at their house. There were no other places for him to rest (unless it was the sofa but Tolys refused to have his friend sleep there) so Eduard usually got Tolys's room and he would spend the night in Feliks's.

They had noticed the living room lights were still on and Eduard remembered he and Feliks were there playing video games. However he was no where to be found when they had past the room. “He must have already gone to bed,” Tolys said as he flicked the switch for the lights. Eduard made sure to grab his bag from the door and brought it up with him.

At the top of the stairs, there were many doors that lead to different rooms. Three of those doors were closed, each of them belonging to the rooms of Raivis, Feliks, and Feliks's parents. The latter was a room that was always closed and locked. It was forbidden for anyone to go inside. They had decided to check up on Raivis to see how he was doing as they hadn't heard from him since dinner. His door was closest to the stairs on the left-hand side of the hallway and used to be an office before he and Feliks converted it into a bedroom. Tolys quietly knocked on the door and opened it just a crack so he could peek in. Eduard crouched down underneath him so he could see as well. With his body facing towards the door and curled up within the big pile of blankets, they were both relieved to see that Raivis appeared to be resting peacefully.

Tolys showed Eduard to his room (not that he really needed to, but he wanted to be a good host). “I'm sorry for the mess,” he said as he pointed to the desk full of books and papers. “If it's too much, I'll move it for you.”

It's fine, really,” Eduard said as he tossed his massive bag onto the bed. “Your room is fine. You're allowed to have small messes here and there.”

Eduard had noticed Tolys had gone quiet and heard shuffling noises to the left of him. He curiously looked and saw Tolys cleaning up his desk, completing ignoring everything he had just said. He shook his head and chuckled. “Never change Tolys,” Eduard mumbled to himself.

“What's that?”

“Nothing, nothing,” Eduard grinned. “What time do you have to be at work tomorrow?”

“For ten. So I'll be out the door by eight-thirty or nine.”

“Oh-” Eduard was hoping to have to have breakfast with him but he isn't too sure if he'll be up early enough for that. It all depended how well he would have slept throughout the night. “Well, if I don't see you in the morning, good luck with everything tomorrow.”

“Thank you,” Tolys grinned. “Sleep well okay? Don't hesitate to knock on our door if you need something.”

He was about to the leave the room and shut the door behind him but Eduard saw him stop in his tracks. Tolys called out his name and a long pause followed.

“Does it make me selfish that I'm glad you and Raivis ended up like us?”

Eduard seemed taken aback by the question but he took some time to think about it. “I don't think you are. I mean, if it was me, I'd be happy knowing that people who are fighting by my side are my closest friends and not strangers. You want to be able to count them when you need them most, like what happened earlier with that monster.”

Another pause followed. Eduard's head hung low as he stared at the floor.

“I'm glad I wasn't alone when I became a guardian. I'm glad I was with you and the others when everything happened. Because I'm scared Tolys. I really am. I don't know what the future is in store for us. But I feel a little bit of comfort knowing that whatever happens, we'll do it together.”

“Thank you Eduard. I knew you'd understand.” Tolys never once looked at him when he spoke. But Eduard knew that Tolys was moved by his response by the emotional tone of his voice. They say their good nights and Eduard shut both the door and the lights after he left. He walked over to the small lamp on the night table and turned it on. He then dug into his pockets and took out both his phone and the brooch and placed them on the table. He slowly undressed himself till he was down to just his shirt and briefs and moved his bag to the desk. Once he got cozy in the sheets, he tossed his glasses on the table and turned off the light. Laying on his side, he remembered he hadn't checked his phone since he left the university. He checked his messages and saw that Timo had both called and texted him multiple times throughout the night, all of them wondering where he was and why he wasn't answering his phone. Even Björn had sent him a few texts saying how worried Timo was and to call him when he had a chance. Eduard was baffled by the urgency of the messages. He selected Timo's number and heard it dialing as he put his phone to his ear. It only took two rings before someone picked up.

“Hold on. Timo's comin' in a sec,” Eduard immediately recognized the voice as Björn. He heard some noises in the background and could hear Timo's voice in the distance asking if it was him.

“Eduard?”

“Hey, yeah it's me. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, no, everything's fine. I felt bad for not going out with you tonight so me and Björn wanted to surprise you after your last class and bring you along for dinner. But we couldn't find you on campus and you weren't at home either.” Timo explained. “I got a little worried but I might have gone a little overboard with the messages. I'm sorry about that.”

“No, no! No need to apologize. You were just looking out for me, like you always do. I'm sorry I didn't answer back quick enough. I had my phone in my bag all night.”

“Where are you?”

“I'm at Feliks and Tolys's place. I left the university early since my last class was cancelled. They spotted me at the bus station and asked if I wanted to spend the night with them. Are you at his place?”

“Nah, I'm here at the apartment and, as you know, Björn's here too.” On the other end, Timo stood out on their apartment balcony and Björn was behind him with his hands on Timo's shoulders. Björn was worried about Eduard just as much as Timo was. But he was also just as worried about Timo and chose to stay with him, giving him all the support he possibly could. He was relieved that Eduard was safe and Timo was back to being his usual cheerful self.

“So then,” Timo said, his tone quite chipper, “what did you do all night?”

Though his vision is too blurry, Eduard's eyes were fixated at the brooch sitting on the night table, “Oh nothing much...”

#APH Estonia #APH Lithuania #APH Poland #APH Latvia #APH Finland #APH Sweden #hetalia #sailor moon #Hetalia Moon!AU #Lilly's Writings

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ramzawrites · 4 years ago

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Ramza my beloved /p

I have thought of an idea and it won't leave me aloneee

Eret x Male Reader. Crown princes of rival nations repeatedly forced to coexist at balls and parties held by nations their kingdoms are both allied with. Enemies to lovers. Maybe this could have multiple instances? A cool one could be them competing over stupid things at a ball. Who can pick the most flowers in the courtyard without making the bushes look bad. Who can catch the most fish in the koi pond. Chock full with accidental blushing and "this feeling.... Ah yes. Hatred. Must be hatred."

Then getting caught by the Host Kingdoms staff and yelled at for disrupting the decor, begrudgingly agreeing to call it a tie until next time? 👀 -🌱

Rivals - Prince!Reader x Prince!Eret

Pairings: Eret x Reader

Characters included: Eret

Warnings: n/a

Series: a request from 🌱🌟 my beloved <3 /p

Summary: Prince Y/N and Prince Eret hated each other. That was just a fact. Mostly causing trouble together in order to one up the other. Though over the time even their relationship can change.

Words count: 5367

Authors Note: I’ll be honest you hit me with this request at a very good time so I ended up writing 10 pages in one go haha

Thank you for the request 🌱🌟!