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Shut Up, Stu

Summary: Y/n accidentally killed Randy in front of [Stu] Ghostface, catching him off guard and you get away. Everyone thinks it was Ghostface who did it, but you're confronted when Stu accidentally slips that he knows. Characters: Yandere! Stu Macher x Fem! Reader x Yandere! Billy Loomis Tw: Blackmail, Murder, Death, Violence, Horror, Cheating Mentioned Probably going to have to make a Part 2, because there is no way this is complete. I did this months ago... Needed it out of drafts

Your feet slide on the bitter cold tiles; The freezing wet sensation of blood covering in between your toes. You could hear the click of the killer following you, but you couldn't look back. You held a sharp, serrated knife, blood dripping from the tip. You limped your way to an island counter, before pulling yourself together.

The adrenaline was pumping through your veins, which might be why when you heard Ghostface groan your name, you started swinging the knife. You just kept stabbing and stabbing, until the blood soaked your clothes. But you weren't standing over Ghostface. Infact, it was one of your friends, Randy Meeks.

You gasp, covering your mouth and you hear laughing. You look up at the serial killer. You had never thought you could kill someone; Why, you couldn't even kill a spider, even though they scared you.

"I didn't think you had it in you, Y/n," He laughs, as if he's telling a joke.

"It was an accident." You shook your head, "I didn't mean it," You bent over to Randy, putting your hand over his wound, "It was an accident-"

"An accident? An unexpected pregnancy is an accident."

You look down at your hands, which were covered in blood. You were going to have to get rid of your shirt and your pants. Oh god, you couldn't go to prison.... You push past Ghostface, who was much more preoccupied in your [Potential] murder victim than you.

-----

You were covered in blood as you walked the streets. You heard a honk and looked behind to see a red Mustang that's headlights were bright in your face. You held your body close as the car slowly pulled up to you. It was Billy.

"What the fuck happened to you?"

Your body shook and you couldn't speak. You were still in shock from what you had done. Billy opens the door and motions for you to get in. You looked around, before realizing that maybe it would be better if you went with him instead of the sheriff.

"So?" He tilts his head, but you don't say anything.

What could you say? You had killed Randy?

"You seem shaken up." You feel his hand on your thigh, causing you to finally look at him. "Your blood?"

He stops the car, looking at you. It was dark and the only light was from inside his car.

"No, it's not. I did.... Something bad."

"You? Bad?" He laughs, "Yeah right. Little Miss Perfect Goody Toe Shoes? What'd you do? Accidentally step-"

"I killed Randy Meeks."

His eyes widen and mouth drops, before he slowly nods his head, "Okay.... Um, well- That was unexpected. Where is his body?"

"Stu's house."

"Okay," He taps the wheel, "It'll be fine. Don't worry about it."

"I can't go to jail," You fiddle with your blood-soaked blouse. "I didn't mean to. Jail would kill me. God-"

"It's fine, Y/n. You're not going to jail. Don't worry about it."

"But-"

He grabs your shoulder, "Think of it as a favor."

-----

"And she just kept stabbing him."

Billy rolls his eyes, pulling on his sleeve. "So, what did you do with the body? He wasn't there."

"Hung him like a Christmas Light."

Billy chuckles, "She was walking the streets, terrified. Why didn't you stop her or something?"

"I was so shocked," Stu jumps on the bed, "I didn't think she could do something like that."

"Anyone can murder if pushed far enough."

----

You felt like all eyes were on you. Like everyone knew your dark secret. How could anyone live with such guilt? The guilt of death.

"Damn, what's got you wound up so tight, lil mama?"

You nearly jumped when the voice came out of nowhere, along with an arm swung around you. Stu pulled you in close and you can feel his breath on your neck.

"Nothing. Why would you think something's bothering me?"

"You just seem... on edge."

You turned towards the voice, seeing Sideny now walking by you. You shook your head, "It's fine. I'm fine."

Sidney didn't believe you, but she decided to not question it with everyone else around you.

----

Lunch was weird, without Randy having his arm wrapped around you, trying to flirt with you. How could you hurt him? Your mind was filled and you weren't listening to your friends. That was until you felt a hand grab you.

"Are you listening?"

Your eyes widened and you looked down at your hands, "Yeah. Sorry, what were you saying?"

"Randy was killed last night. He was found hanging in Stu's house."

You looked towards Stu, who shrugged, "Imagine my surprise coming home to that," He jokes, kissing Tatum, who pushes him off.

"I was surprised he was dead, but the guy was a jerk. Actually, I thought he was the one behind Ghostface," Tatum fiddles with her purse. "He didn't deserve to die, though."

"Yeah... He didn't," You frown and you could feel Billy's eyes on you, but he wasn't the only one looking at you.

----

The end of the day came to soon. You didn't know how anyone could just go on about their day with people being killed.... And Randy. Your gut twisted and you felt the icky feeling growing in your stomach.

A hand grabs you from behind, freaking you out. Before you can scream though, you're bombarded by Stu.

"What the hell, Stu. What's wrong with you."

"Damn, sorry babe. You seem so on edge."

You huff at the nickname. He had a girlfriend and here he was calling you babe. You didn't like it. "I'm not on edge."

"How about you come to my place? Just me and you."

"Your place? Alone?" You let out a muffled chuckle, "Yeah, right. Sounds like a great idea-"

"Great, I'll pick you up at 7."

"Wait what-"

He takes off and you are forced to shove down your concerns and arguments.

---

You had thought you would be alone with Stu, but thankfully someone else was there. Unfortunately, it was Billy. You felt like they were staring at you and a part of you wondered if they knew, but they couldn't know... Could they?

[kaplerrr]

König saves the day

Warning: based on a true story (based on two true stories actually), I am terrified of spiders and so is the reader in this one, König saves the day and prevents me you from having a stroke, fluff, König's your neighbour, first meeting??? Sort of ?? and you're referred as "small"

I need to vent because there was a f*cking spider in my room but no König to help me 😔😔😔

König was laying on the couch as he lazily scrolled through his phone. On his left was a glass of a warm beverage that was waiting to be drank, the weather was cloudy and windy and he was feeling at peace. A peace he rarely felt before. He sighed happily, turned off his phone and let his hand rest on his chest. He closed his eyes, the simpleness and the calmeness of his flat that he has missed so much for months were magically soothing his body, lifting an invisible weight off his shoulders. He felt himself dozing off, when-

Knock knock

A knock, so quiet he thought he had imagined it. He jumped on his feet, walking to the hall, looking the door as if it did something wrong.

Knock Knock

He quickly grabbed a mask, covered the bottom half of his face and opened the door.

And he looked at you.

His small neighbour.

You were looking terribly embarrassed, your eyes going wide as you looked at him and tried to maintain eye contact. He rose an eyebrow, confused and slightly worried. He wouldn't call you a friend, you were polite, kind and respectful but you never had a true conversation together. And honestly with his job he wasn't surprised, he was absent more often than not and he really wasn't one to go out and get friendly with people. But you seemed like a kind person for sure. You were for now his stressed neighbour.

And it was stressing him.

"Can I... Help you ?" He asked, unsure of what to say as an awkward silence settled.

You cleared your throat and tried to explain the current situation "Yeah, hi, hmm... I'm sorry that is so embarrassing but-" you stopped, your cheeks burning in shame "I mean.. I'm sorry to bother you but-"

"theresaspiderinmylivingroomandicanthandlethosethings" you said quickly, hoping he would understand.

He blinked, trying to understand what you had just said "Eh.. I'm sorry I didn't catch that, a spider ?"

You grimaced and sighed, trying to calm down "There's... A spider in my living room. And, the thing is, I'm very bad at handling those things, I just can't, they're- they're terrifying and... I mean, if I'm not bothering you, could you... Could you please help me get rid of it? Please ?" You hide your face in your hands, mortified. You were a grown up, you weren't supposed to bother other grown you barely knew up because of your fears.

König felt himself relax again and he wanted to sigh in relief that it was nothing dangerous but hold it back as he thought you might interpret this the wrong way.

Instead he smiled, eyes crinkling and nodded.

"Ja, of course, don't worry about it !" And just like that he stepped out of his flat, following you to yours.

___

As he saw how hesitant you were to enter your own flat, he suggested you to stay out for a minute so he could quickly eliminate the spider and bring you peace. You vividly agreed, thanking him profusely.

The spider was... Small. (no, you're just too tall konig) He didn't know what kind of spider he was expecting but now at least he understood how phobic you were. "I'm sorry little guy, nothing personal." He said before getting the job done.

___

"Thank you so much ! It means a lot, you prevented me from moving to a new place." you said only half joking, eyeing your walls fear running through your veins at the very idea of another spider intruding your home.

König noticed the quick glances you were giving to walls. "Do you want me to check the other rooms to make sure that no spider remains?" He asked kindly.

You paused for a moment. You wanted to say yes so bad, you were being paranoid about those spiders. But you didn't want to push your luck, your neighbour has done so much already you didn't want to overstep.

As you were gathering strength to refuse politely, you looked into his eyes. Beautiful baby blue eyes shining with kindness. He wasn't judging you and you wanted to believe that he wasn't asking that just out of politeness.

Your strength disappeared as quickly as it appeared and you sighed sheepishly "if it doesn't bother you, I would really appreciate that."

As soon as you said that, he disappeared, checking thoroughly each room. When he was satisfied, he came back, two thumbs up "your flat is spider free." He chuckled softly.

Your laugh was nervous even if you were feeling a little more at ease "I really don't know how to thank you enough for what you did" you smiled. Then your eyes widened "I'm sorry, I don't even know your name !" You quickly extended your arms, telling him your name, feeling silly for not asking that earlier.

"I haven't really thought about it either, so don't worry, we're even. I'm König" he said shaking your hand.

"Well, nice to meet you König." You beamed. "Are you sure there's nothing I can do to thank you ? We can grab coffee sometime. Like tomorrow or Friday ? If you're fine with it, of course !" You cringed at your failed attempt of gratefulness that sounded more like a very bad flirting line.

König blushed but couldn't help laughing slightly, eyes so beautifully expressive.

"A coffee sounds great ! Friday's perfect."

_________

It's 2am, i should be sleeping, but here I am instead 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

[an-aussie-button-masher]

The Multiverse's Mightiest Heroes - A Quick Review of the Marvel Rivals Closed Beta Test

   Doom strikes! Across an entangled timestream converging around a duo of battling Doctor Dooms, various iconic (and some obscure) heroes and villains from across the Marvel multiverse are thrown into battle in NetEase’s Marvel Rivals! An upcoming hero shooter in the same vein as Overwatch or Apex Legends, Rivals hosted a closed beta test earlier this year that I was lucky enough to participate in. For two weeks, testers got to play as 23 different Marvel characters battling in the halls of Asgard or the neon streets of Tokyo 2099 in a surprisingly polished beta with only a small handful of standout issues. Testers could play as tanky Vanguards like Thor or Magneto, powerful Duelists like Iron Man and Spider-Man, or helpful Strategists like Rocket Raccoon and Luna Snow. I’ll share my thoughts on the closed beta here before the full game releases on December 6th 2024 - enjoy!

   The majority of the cast has highly satisfying gameplay; bringing the thunder as Thor or zipping around as Spider-Man feels just as cool to play as it seems in the comics and films. Many characters should also feel very familiar to players of other hero shooters - for example, Storm’s controllable weather aura will remind Overwatch players of Lúcio’s switchable music - and I had no trouble quickly picking up how to play as, alongside, or against each hero despite the sheer number of them. Quick kill times means it’s easier to feel like you’re providing more impact per match even if it means more personal deaths - if all your scoreboard numbers are high, you can’t be doing too poorly right? The regenerating destructible environments also really set Rivals apart from the rest of the genre and keep things interesting. Someone hiding from you in a building? Just get rid of the building!   Of course, it was a beta test, so some issues are inevitable. I’m expecting most of these to be resolved by launch - but one can only hope. The lack of map variety was one particular problem; with only three game modes across four maps in total, it started to feel rather repetitive once I’d escorted Spider-Zero through Tokyo 2099 nine matches in a row. I’m also begging the developers to add proper Australia/Oceania servers - I, and plenty others, had to endure skyrocketing latency all beta long, getting repeatedly trapped in the loading screen for half the duration of many matches! I tended to be quite late to those first decisive team fights after staring at that 99% loading bar for several minutes.    Gameplay aside, this game’s artstyle is amazing. The characters all look incredibly striking and distinct, instantly recognisable yet with a unique twist on each one. Definitely my favourite look for Scarlet Witch in any of her adaptations. The voice acting is also top-notch, with an absolutely stacked cast; Troy Baker, Nolan North, Nika Futterman, Liam O’Brien, James Arnold Taylor, Yuri Lowenthal, and so so many more familiar talents. Finally, my personal highlight - lore! A hero shooter with actual in-game storytelling! Imagine that. Each hero includes a snippet of excellent writing found in their gallery that is just as compelling as the gameplay itself, showcasing various different story threads all slowly weaving together around the core conflict between two alternate versions of Doctor Doom. I’m just as excited to see how all their stories unfold as I am to play the game again when it releases on December 6th 2024.   I hope you enjoyed this quick review of the Marvel Rivals Closed Beta Test! Feedback, reblogs and likes are all much appreciated!

   Thanks for reading!

An Aussie Button-Masher

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rule #7 - angel tango

Rule #7 - Angel Tango - Fish in a Birdcage

➼ information ❧ Genshin Impact ❧ Pairings: Aether/Xiao, Xiao & Xiao's Previous Master ❧ Additional Characters: Qiqi, Zhongli ❧ Tags: mind control, protective! aether, hurt/comfort, angst, blood and gore, canon-typical violence, psychological torture, whump ❧ Summary: Gods can never truly die. They can be sealed and buried, but they will eventually lick their wounds and dig their way out of their graves. Xiao’s previous master is one such god, and she does not forget easily. ❧ Word Count: 3,667 ❧ Cross-posted from Archive of Our Own ❧ Original post date: 6 October 2023

➼ whumptober 2023 ❧ Day 6: Forced to Hurt Someone Else ❧ Previous Day ❧ Next Day ❧ Masterlist

It happens when he’s fighting a band of miasmic monsters all doused in a wine-colored glow that only Xiao can see. They give off the scent of rotting flesh and vulture vomit, and their bodies writhe in unnatural power. The gods of old are dead, but they are not gone. Their karma stains the cursed and damned.

“Alatus,” a disembodied voice whispers. Xiao freezes for long enough to nearly get scraped by the axe of an aggressive mitachurl. His spear strikes true in the monster’s heart, and he watches as its cursed body falls limply to the ground.

“Alatus.” This time, Xiao feels it as claws scratching his brain, stretching and scarring the organ like its putty. He plants his spear into the ground in an attempt to keep himself standing. “Alatus.” It punctures his lungs and he forgets how to breathe. He watches the lone hilichurl still remaining. The creature stands still, almost regarding him like it still has a complex consciousness, not the primitive ones they are left with.

On the fourth call of his true name, her voice takes hold. He crumbles to the ground, clutching and ripping his hair if only to get to the organ that hides inside. If he has to, he’ll manually force her out. He’ll rip her sickening words straight from his brain. He’ll—

“Stop, Alatus. You know better.”

His arms drop limply to his side. Against his will. He stares at the ground, hunched over as though ready to vomit. The hilichurl stands entirely still.

It waits for orders, just as Xiao does. His master gives him one. “Get rid of it. It’s done its duty, and now it is worthless.”

The Primordial Jade Winged-Spear has never felt this unbalanced in his hands. He cuts off the hilichurl’s head in one hard swing and watches it fall uselessly to the ground. The decapitated body collapses into the pile of gore waiting on the ground, landing on the other end of where its head rolls. Any expression it was making when it realized its face was hidden by its painted mask.

Xiao doesn’t know what he looks like under his master’s control. He’d never seen his face before he met Rex Lapis. “You never will again, Alatus.”

Even his thoughts no longer belong to him. Without thinking , he spins the spear towards his own chest. He poises it, and he spares only a moment to thank Rex Lapis for the life of freedom he was given. His contract ended a year ago; he has no reservations about ending what is already dead. Quick as lightning, he plunges the spear into his heart.

The tip only manages to pierce his thin layer of clothing before his arms lock into his place. He tries to shake her free, tries to get his arms to drive it in, or move at all according to his own will. They don’t. They quiver and hold fast to the force controlling them. Fire burns through his veins as he fights her for dominance, and it ends with a piercing wail of a thousand monsters’ screams that shatters his eardrums.

“That makes me very angry,” she drawls. Her voice is spiders crawling up his spine and into his eye sockets, ears, and mouth. It invades his senses, and all he can smell is the sickly pungent odor of her karma. “You have forgotten yourself. That god has stepped down from his pedestal… there is no one left to save you this time."

Xiao knows someone, but he schools his thoughts and emotions so he does not reveal their identity. She laughs in his mind; it’s a cruel, grating sound. “Oh, you think I don’t know about him? That will be the first person’s dreams you will devour. I promise it will taste just as sweet as it always has.”

—

Xiao doesn’t want to do this.

He waits on a grassy plateau that overlooks the glittering night lights of Liyue Harbor. One arm rests on his pulled-up knee, and the other supports the leaning weight of his upper body. He’s never been one to admire the dwellings of the average human; the only one that’s ever served any purpose to him is the Wangshu Inn. He takes residence there these days. More often than not, he finds himself resting on the rooftop, tracing the constellations of the stars and letting his breathing even out.

Xiao wants to say that he regrets that leisure time, but he doesn’t. He’s come to enjoy the moments in between the fights, the days where he does nothing but relax. The hour he spends talking with Aether about his day and conversations that are supposed to mean nothing yet are worth a thousand suns to Xiao.

Happiness doesn’t belong to a yaksha. He supposes that this is why his master has chosen now to release her karma unto him and take away the first human that changed Xiao’s life to revolve around more than just Rex Lapis and Liyue. It’s the fate that is bound to befall a yaksha. Xiao had nearly forgotten his own destiny.

So he sits and he waits as the city flickers and lives through the dead of night. Aether said that Liyue was always alive, and now Xiao can see why he phrased it like that. The yaksha likes seeing the world through Aether’s eyes. It seems much brighter that way. No matter what he does, though, he can’t put a positive spin on this situation.

He feels Aether’s presence before he hears him. The Traveler emanates an aura that can’t be replicated. He smells of flowers that bloom even in the harshest of winters. His hair and eyes glow just as bright in the sun as they do under the stars. It's as though he’s a star himself— a guiding light that brings even the worst of the damns to an eternal oasis.

“Xiao?” Aether calls when he makes it to the top of the plateau, light as the wind yet tinged with an edge of anxiety. “I left Paimon behind. I figured you would want to talk alone.”

Under his master’s orders, Xiao painstakingly wrote and sent a letter asking Aether to meet him when the moon reached the height of its ascent. It rests there now, and Xiao can’t help but feel it's mocking him in some way. Perhaps it's the permanent glow it emits, making it only a cheap ripoff of the embodiment of shine standing behind him.

Xiao won’t be able to look at the moon again when all of this is over. If he does, he may just be tempted to rip it straight from the night sky and crush it beneath his spear.

He pushes himself off the ground before his master forces him. He wants to savor these last remaining moments of his own free will. Turning around, he faces his sun, moon, and stars. The edges of Aether’s lips point down as he frowns back at him.

“You don’t look so good. How about we go back to Wangshu Inn?” Aether says gently, walking towards him with his arms down by his side. Unguarded and unreserved. Xiao nearly flitches with the intensity of the Traveler’s trust. “What’s happened?”

He’s close to Xiao, now. So close that the yaksha can hear Aether’s heartbeat if he strains. The organ beats to a unique tempo, rising and falling with the Traveler’s breaths. It reminds Xiao that not even his own heart belongs to him. If she so wished, his heart would stop with a single unspoken command.

When Aether touches Xiao’s face with a calloused and gentle hand, Xiao grasps his forearm and plants his thumb directly over the pulse point. He feels the thump of life that echoes through Aether and tries to convey the message that he cannot say out loud. He presses down hard enough for Aether’s wrist to flex involuntarily.

Run.

Aether gets the message. Xiao knows this because his amber eyes blow wide and his pulse nearly doubles in intensity. His hair blows in the night wind, and he looks just as he had the day they met. But like he had all those years ago, Aether does not flee. His feet shift, knees bend, and his free hand flexes to grip the hilt of his blade.

Sparks of gold light up the night as their weapons meet. They scrape in an awful screech, refined metal on refined metal. The parry is enough to send Xiao stumbling, but not enough to stop his attack. His body wastes no time in lunging for the next blow, and a volcano erupts under his skin from his fight to regain control. She says nothing directly to him; now that she wields his name, her unspoken influence is enough to redirect the blood flowing in his veins.

Aether blocks each blow with practiced precision. His face is not one of surprise or betrayal but of anger. His nose scrunches and eyebrows pull, and his eyes gleam with unrestrained ire. It makes Xiao mentally rear back, and the fire in his veins eases a little as she moves his body without backlash. He wonders if Aether has been waiting for this, waiting for the day he can his blade through the neck of a yaksha.

Is their relationship so brittle? Was it ashes to begin with?

For some reason, his master doesn’t answer. Not to goad him in his misplaced trust, nor to convince him that he’s still murdering his closest companion. She’s quiet and unnerving in his mind.

On the fifth parry, one that doesn’t even look like Aether is trying , Xiao feels his body burst with a pain he hasn’t felt in hundreds of years. He hasn’t needed to — he promised himself the day Rex Lapis saved him that he would never change forms again. He sealed away the illuminated beast and it sat preserved and stagnant on his arm for two thousand years. His back rips , and he lets out a scream as the skin parts and makes way for golden wings. Nails grow and sharpen, and trailing feathers drift behind him in the wind.

Aether pauses to marvel at his mixed form, a bastardized version of both his beast and yaksha form. His wings are as unnatural to him as they must look to Aether, yet his master controls them with a precision that indicates she never forgot. The hesitation from the Traveler is enough for Xiao to get his spear to cut deep into Aether’s left side. Before his sword can feasibly do any damage to Xiao, his wings drag him high in the air for a plunge attack.

It is an unfair fight.

The Anemo powers he’s been granted mix with his illuminated beast and Adeptus strength and create a beast far more powerful than the animal his master had once controlled thousands of years ago. Aether is a more than capable elemental wielder; Xiao thinks that Aether has a fair chance of besting him in a normal fight. But this is nothing close to normal. Xiao is fighting at his best, more than maximum strength and power, and Aether…

Aether isn’t fighting back.

He only defends the oncoming blows and attacks to keep himself on the plateau. While anger seeps out of his body in red waves and plunges the air in the heavy smell of tar and burning charcoal, he does not direct the anger into hurting Xiao. His energy is kept solely on keeping himself alive and protecting Xiao. Xiao doesn’t need protection. He needs his master to be sealed back to the grave she dug herself up from, and Aether can’t do that here. Aether needs to stick his blade through Xiao’s temple.

But he won’t, and even the smallest child knows that the best defense is a good offense. He has no offense. His defense can and will fail.

It does.

It starts with smaller knicks and scratches from the tip and edges of his spear and claws. The wound in his side bleeds ferociously, but it doesn’t seem to slow Aether down. But as time wore on and Xiao’s body could not feel tired, — the artificial adrenaline from his beating heart keeps him going and going and going — Aether begins to fade. His emerald-green spear gets deep jabs at his calf, his chest, and his arms. With each new wound, Aether stumbles and leaves himself open for another one.

Xiao tries to pull away. He fights with every bit of strength he has and sets his blood ablaze in the process. Sweat and blood drip from his face in a putrid mixture to join the crimson-stained grass on the plateau. All of the structures Aether made using the power he fused with, Geo, crumble suddenly. Aether hunches over, one arm protecting a gushing wound on his weapon arm. He can’t raise it, Xiao realizes with abject horror. I cut a tendon.

Just as Xiao’s wings fold in to prepare for the killing strike, a shriek pierces through his eardrums like the claws of an eagle. He stumbles and his arms curl into his head to stop the agonizing noise. Aether looks at him with worry, and Xiao wants nothing more than to shake him and ask why. Why do you look at me like I’ve never hurt you? I will kill you. Don’t spare me any of your concern! I don’t deserve it!

The blade Aether wields disappears in a flash of gold. He collapses onto his back with a thud, and the air knocks out of his already heaving chest. His hand still tries to staunch his torn tendon. With a wound like that, Aether won’t survive for much longer regardless if Xiao continues the fight or not.

She speaks to him in a shrill and panicked tone, yet with the same force and control as ever. “Kill him, Alatus!”

Xiao straightens and moves to stand over Aether. His amber eyes gleam and reflect the stars of the night sky. The moon is the teeth of his exposing smile. It looks painful, the way the skin pulls and stretches over his facial wounds. Aether is the blazing sun — he gazes upon Xiao as though he is someone worth dying for. Xiao hesitates.

In the dead of night, when the only sound that can still be heard is the panting of a dying man, a flute begins to play. Aether’s voice is strained and softer than the heart beating slowly in his chest. “How does it feel to be a dead god?”

His master’s rooted claws vanish from Xiao’s body the moment his spear pierces Aether’s stomach. He cannot stop its descent, and he hears a squelch when the metal cuts through flesh and organs.

It was meant for the heart that faintly beats every five seconds, the organ that signifies the life that remains.

Xiao doesn’t let the spear dissipate. It keeps more blood from leaving Aether’s body, but the sheer amount that is outside rather than in out indicates that it doesn’t really matter. On every inch of exposed skin, strings of blood mar the once-smooth surface. His face would be unrecognizable — blood has already clotted and set deep into the pale color of his skin, and the thick liquid spills from his mouth in heaps that should be circulating inside his body, keeping his heart and his limps functioning — if he were anyone else.

But he is Aether. He is the sun, moon, and stars, and even in death, he glows with untainted purity. Xiao could recognize him a thousand years in the future, and he could pick out his bones in a sea of decayed skeletons. He could find him in the dark with nothing but his ears to hear the tempo of his heart. Deaf and blind, he could follow the scent of flowers blooming in a frost-bitten wasteland and feel Aether underneath his calloused fingers.

Xiao falls to his knees and presses his forehead to Aether’s. Yakshas cannot heal. All they do is murder and build up karmic debt that is enough to bring illness to the average human. Aether has never been affected by Xiao’s karma, and foolishly, he thinks that somehow it may heal him.

The flute’s melody floats through the wind as tangible notes, and it smells of windwheel asters and cider. It pours over Xiao, allowing him to seal the illuminated beast into a teal mark on his arm. His back lightens with the release of his wings, and he no longer has to worry about his nails digging into Aether’s tender neck and cheeks.

Aether’s breathing is mere gasps of air, a desperate and vain attempt to hang on to life leaving him with every exhale. The song rises in pitch, and Xiao can see faint blue notes settle on Aether’s lips and skin. He faintly recognizes the song that is playing.

The Anemo Archon can reach his people in any corner of Teyvat if only the wind brushes through their hair.

Amber eyes settle onto Xiao’s. He had been staring into a far away distance, no longer comprehending the pain of his wounds, the flesh and tendon hanging in pale strips outside of his body rather than in. His smile is pathetic and weak, a mere imitation of what it once was before Xiao plunged a spear through his stomach. His mouth moves to say something, but all that comes out is a cough spewing blood down his chin.

“Save your energy,” Xiao manages in a raspy voice. The tune in which the flute plays is different than the one from all those years. It has a healing property to it, but only one that can prolong the inevitable. Perhaps it is buying time for Xiao to find a proper healer, but he can’t imagine there is any Vision-wielder who can heal the severity of these wounds. “Stay alive,” he prays more than he says. It’s a futile wish.

That is until he feels a tug on the fabric hanging from his arm, and he turns to see a little girl no older than the age of seven as the culprit.

“Excuse me, sir,” she says monotonously with a finger pointing at the body on the ground. “I need to heal him.”

Xiao tilts his gaze up and finds the Geo Archon holding Qiqi’s other hand. Rex Lapis smiles and says: “I would not let him die. It would be the equivalent of killing your light.”

As Xiao stares at his Archon, he feels overwhelmed by the pouring of foreign emotions into his chest. It constricts his lungs, and he chokes. He pries himself off Aether reluctantly, letting the small zombie begin her work, and faces Morax. “You knew?”

“Her presence has been growing for a long time, but I could not conceal her before she let herself be known,” he explains, resting a hand on the side of Xiao’s hide like he did two thousand years ago. “I apologize that it could not be resolved sooner. She is not an easy god to kill twice. As for the Anemo Archon,” Rex Lapis continues, predicting the question on the yaksha’s tongue, “I informed both him and Aether of the course of action she would take to exact her revenge. It should not come as a surprise to you that they are loathe to see you in pain.”

Rex Lapis says it with such certainty that it rocks Xiao’s world to the side. He does not find affection from him strange, but to know that so many people care deeply about his well-being — three, at least — is too much for him to bear. He doesn’t know what to do with the insect crawling in his stomach and pinching his heart.

Then, fabric rustles and Rex Lapis pulls Xiao into a delicate hug. It’s a gentle thing; something rare, few and far between. Xiao does not usually like the close contact. He buries his head in his Archon’s chest and grips his coat with his bloodied hands. His appreciation is not said out loud; there are no words in any scripture to properly convey how he feels. He knows Rex Lapis does not discount his gratitude any less.

“It will be a few days before he wakes up,” Qiqi declares. Xiao lets go of his god to face the little healer. “I had to revive him. Please… exercise care in his… transportation.”

Xiao nods and makes his way back over to Aether. The ground is churned to mud underneath his feet from blood and sweat, and Aether is covered in the same grime he was before. The only difference is that now he sleeps soundly, his chest emitting an awful rattling sound with a healing talisman displayed on top of it. It’s cold to the touch and radiates the powerful scent of herbs and ice.

Aether is alive.

As asked, Xiao carefully picks Aether up. He’s heavy, but he shall weigh nothing in Xiao's arms if it means he will stay alive. He dissipates them both in the wind and materializes them inside Bubu Pharmacy. Baizhu is waiting for them in a clean, empty bed prepared for a critical patient.

They do not say anything to each other, and Xiao is grateful for it. He will not entertain a conversation. The yaksha sets the Traveler down on the bed. He doesn’t like the Bubu Pharmacy – it’s the opposite of everything he is used to. It repels his karmic debt and settles the writhing souls in an unnatural way. He stays for just long enough to press his lips to Aether’s temple, then rides the wind to keep vigilance on the rooftop of the Northland Bank. He will not stray far from Aether until he has woken up and can fend for himself.

Until then, he waits and watches the moon clamber down the sky, and the stars slowly fade to make way for the rising sun over Liyue Harbor.

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Prowling Spider

My Spidersona and Her Backstory.

My Name is Amaiyah Brooke, but my friends call me Mai. I was bitten by a radioactive spider and for the passed three years, I’ve been the one and only prowling spider. On earth 425. And these past three years, have been the worst years of my life. During my first year, my parents were murdered in front of me and I’ve been raised by my Uncle Aaron, aka the prowler. I do what I need to do to survive. Which is frowned upon. I fight anyone I have to. Doesn’t matter their alliance. For the first few years I was used as an assassin towards King Pins enemies. So yea, I’ve killed a few people. My second year, I got into a run in with this weird vampire guy, who ended up tossing me into a collider on accident. I hope it was an accident. He was brawly, and really tall. I think he was Hispanic? Anyways, I didn’t die, but I became some sort of a monster. I’m a vampire, with a suit that glows in the dark, really my veins glow in the dark.

Recently, King Pin betrayed me. He wanted my power for himself. So he went from my boss to my Arch Nemesis. During these times, I had only one person who stuck beside me. He was a Funky Kid that usually failed all his classes because. Efe the Government. We were not always friends, I actually just tutored the kid for a bit and be became my best friend. His name is…well was…. Hobart Brown. When Kingpin saw that he was one of the only people I trusted. And went after him, I could have beat him, but this weird white guy covered in spots attacked me, so I didn’t make it fast enough and, He killed him, right in front of me. He died in my arms. So, I killed kingpin.

I took Hobie to his family, and they hated me. Other than his sister who knew who I was. She gave me his guitar pick, which I wear around my neck now. I am not sure how I got here. I didn’t want this power anymore if it meant everyone around me that I cared about die. So, I tried to end it all. But, someone grabbed me before i could drown. The same Dude who threw me in the collider. He took me to this Spider society. And told me I couldn’t die anyways. Due to my mutations. His name is Miguel, Miguel O Hara, who is the worst person you’ll ever meet.

He thinks he’s some saving Grace. And I hate him. Recently I’ve been working along side him go help put the dimension back. Fighting has always been something that helped me get rid of my pain. I used to struggle with really bad anxiety. Until I got these powers. I’m glad that’s gone. I’ve been making a name for myself in the Spider society. I go solo on a bunch of things. And I always come out victorious.

Miguel thinks I need to work with other people. But that’s rich coming from him, The person who refuses to ask for help when he is out numbered. But, I agreed. But, I wasn’t prepared for who he teamed me up with. In fact I think he did it to throw me off guard. He teamed me up with the group of trouble makers as he called it, Gwen Stacey, Pavitir and…Hobie Brown. Which is the perfect copy of my deceased best friend, just add spider powers. When I found out their identities after a few missions, I talked to Miguel. Which is where this story starts.

“MIGUEL WHAT THE HELL?!”

“Calm down, niña. What is the problem.”

“You know what the problem is Miguel. You could have at least warned me.”

I argued as Miguel walked away from me, I continued to walk behind him. I noticed the four in the room as I kept walking and arguing with him. I enjoyed there company but I don’t think I can do that again.

“What’s with her?”

Gwen asked. Watching me as I walked and argued with Miguel. Pav looked at us shocked.

“Can she do that? She can just argue with Miguel and not get attacked it threatened to be killed.”

Pavitir asked.

“It’s a metaphor for monarchy.”

Hobie said. At that moment Miguel basically told her to get over it. So you rolled your eyes pulling her mask back on and walking to the group. We had another mission already.

“We have a mission.”

She said bluntly, she noticed Hobie push himself in a chair in front of her. She stopped looking down at him through your mask.

“What’s wrong, you seem upset.”

He said with a cocky smile. His accent coming out at every word. Pav then swung before you.

“Yea, do you not like us anymore. I thought you enjoyed having us around, what changed?”

Pav expressed. She sighed and pat pav on the shoulder.

“I do. I just. I dunno, it doesn’t matter we are stuck anyways.”

She said as she pushed passed Hobies legs, sending the chair rolling a back. Hobie got up and shoved his arms in his pockets as he walked. You opened the watch, and went to the world the next anomaly was. Noticing…it was earth 425. Your earth. You gave Miguel a glare, as you guys walked into the portal.

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Comprehensive Guide to Effectively Eliminate Spider Mites

Who likes seeing their garden wrecked? No one! But spider mites can do it easily. These tiny bugs munch on plants. If you don't stop them in time, they spread fast. So, getting pest control experts in Rosebud is crucial. This post will help you understand these pests and how to get rid of them. Ready to kick them out? Let's go!

What Are Spider Mites and How to Spot Them?

Spider mites are tiny pests about 1.5 millimeters long. They belong to the arachnid family and feed on plant sap. This damages many plants, including crops, ornamentals, and houseplants. Their feeding habits, quick reproduction, and plant damage are notable. They cause yellow leaves, speckled foliage, and plant decline if untreated.

Spotting spider mites is tough due to their small size and hiding under leaves. But here are signs to watch for:

Fine Webbing

Spider mites spin fine silk webbing on leaves and stems. It looks like delicate webs between leaves or along veins underneath leaves.

Stippling or Speckling

Infested leaves get tiny yellow or white spots, called stippling or speckling. This happens because mites suck plant sap, damaging the cells.

Leaf Damage

As infestations grow, leaves may twist, curl, or bronze. Severe infestations cause leaves to drop and overall plant health to decline.

Presence of Mites

Spider mites are hard to see with the naked eye. Use a magnifying glass to check under leaves. Look for tiny, oval-shaped mites moving slowly.

DIY Hacks to Eliminate Spider Mites

Neem Oil: Neem oil is a natural insecticide. Dilute it as directed and spray on affected plants, focusing on leaf undersides.

Alcohol: Mix rubbing alcohol with water (1:1) in a spray bottle. Spray on plants to kill mites on contact.

Horticultural Oil: Oils like mineral or neem oil suffocate mites. Dilute as directed and spray on plants, covering leaf undersides.

Insecticidal Soap: Mix insecticidal soap with water as directed. Spray on affected plants, paying attention to leaf undersides.

Why Hire Professionals for Spider Control?

DIY remedies might help but may not solve the root problem. Mites can keep reproducing and infesting plants. Hiring a pro like us for spider control in Rosebud ensures complete results with a prevention guide. There's no trial and error. Once you hire us, you won't have to worry about bugs anymore. That's our promise.

The Bottom Line

Detecting and treating spider mites early is key to preventing plant damage. Regularly check plants, especially during warm, dry weather when mites are most active. If you find spider mites, use control measures or call us for help. We are experienced pest control specialists in Rosebud. We can remove and prevent these bugs, keeping your plants safe.

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The Causes and Prevention of Spider Veins

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How Do You Get Rid of Pigmentation On The Side of Your Lips? 

Based on the insights from Dr. Ravali Yalamanchili, renowned as the top doctor for pigmentation treatment in Hyderabad, we will discuss how you can get rid of pigmentation on the side of your lips. So, let’s start!

Causes of Hyperpigmentation Around The Mouth?

The common causes of hyperpigmentation around the mouth can be:

Melasma: They are typically caused by hormonal changes in women and can occur during pregnancy, taking birth control pills, or hormone replacement therapy.

Medication Side-effects: Some medications can increase the risk of hyperpigmentation, which includes chemotherapy drugs, hormone replacement medicines, and doxycycline antibiotics.

Sun Exposure: Tanning beds and UV rays from exposure can increase your risk of melasma.

Trauma to the Skin: In case of serious injury like acne breakout, burn, or infection around your mouth, it’s possible to develop hyperpigmentation after the skin has healed.

Vitamin Deficiencies: Pigmentation can also result from vitamin B12 and vitamin D deficiencies.

Who is At More Risk of Having Pigmentation Around the Mouth?

People with darker skin tones are more prone to hyperpigmentation overall due to a higher rate of melanin production than those with light skin. Moreover, you may also notice that the discolouration around the mouth worsens during summer due to over-sun exposure.

Treatment Options For Hyperpigmentation On The Side of Your Lip?

Hyperpigmentation on the side of your lip can be difficult to treat compared to other areas of the face due to the delicate nature of the skin. However, an effective treatment includes home remedies and medical treatment as suggested by a dermatologist.

Home Remedies:

Wear sunscreen daily and reapply when it is needed

Use Exfoliation and skin brightening serums containing antioxidants like vitamin C

Include vitamin E in your diet

Medical Treatments

Carbon Laser Peel: Carbon laser peel is a potent treatment that unveils skin’s radiance and banishes hyperpigmentation’s region with each peel’s gentle exfoliation.

Laser Resurfacing: In this, a precise beam of light is used to erase hyperpigmentation’s traces and give you flawless skin with each targeted pulse.

MNRF Radiofrequency: Using a micro pen, MNRF delivers radiofrequency energy through tiny needles, creating micro-wounds to stimulate collagen remodelling and rejuvenation.

Photofacial: It can be a swift and efficient procedure targeting pigmentation issues like sun spots, rosacea, and spider veins. Light pulses from the handpiece break down excess melanin, promoting skin exfoliation for a rejuvenated complexion.

Final Takeaway

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That's true enough: Valentino has no way of controlling Angel here-- not physically, anyway. It's rather clear to Alastor that, no matter how far away he can take Angel, that insect still has a suffocatingly tight grip on Angel's thoughts. That isn't something distance can rid Angel of-- not even Valentino's second death will get rid of the poison that's been injected into Angel's veins for decades.

Valentino might not be able to hurt Angel physically here; he might not be able to yank Angel around by the chain that binds their souls together-- but he doesn't need to. He's infected Angel for so long that Angel will do it himself. It's practically an instinctual reflex at this point.

Alastor considers his words silently, fingers delicately massaging into the stiff flesh between Angel's shoulders, but before he can come up with an appropriate response, Angel speaks up again. His ears tweak forward at the hesitant tone. Whatever he's trying to suggest, he doesn't want to suggest it... and yet... perhaps he feels like he has to.

Were Angel to seem excited by the idea-- or even neutral, Alastor would have a hard time doing anything but encouraging him... however, that tone of voice says far more than his softly spoken words are letting on.

Now, Alastor isn't exactly a fan of demons yearning to put their hands on Angel-- especially since they feel so very entitled to do so, but he's well aware of how rampant depravity of a sexual nature is below the ground. Demons will fetishize and fantasize about Angel whether he's involved in the porn industry or not. If he's performing on a stage, simply dancing, fully clothed, there will be plenty that will still see him as an object to be used.

Like the poison Valentino has injected into Angel for so many years, that isn't something Alastor can change.

Upon feeling Angel flinch, Alastor tilts his head such that his chin covers the top of the spider's own. Cameras. Right. Vox would be able to see watch Angel through those cameras. Then again... Apparently that clout-chaser has cameras hidden all throughout Hell. If Vox wants to see Angel-- or him, for that matter, he will find a way, whether Angel brings a camera into their home or not.

With the sound of frustration and the spider's grip tightening around him, Alastor wraps his arms equally as tightly around his partner's slender frame. He's making these offers because he feels he has to-- it's the only way he believes he can be at all self-sufficient...

But he doesn't want to.

"You're still willing to let yourself heal for three days, correct?" he speaks-- just above a whisper. Angel's ear is right by his mouth; he doesn't need to be loud at all, "and three days for me to broadcast your music on the radio?"

He gives a thoughtful hum as he trails his hands slowly up and down Angel's back. "I promise, on the fourth night, we will hammer out every last detail. Until then... consider yourself on a well-earned vacation. There's no need to come up with every answer today~"

Angel watched Alastor for a moment before laying his head back down on the stag's shoulder. Softly, with a note of shame in his voice, he told Alastor, "Just feels a lot like steppin' out, ya know? This ain't like wit' most'a tha guys I been wit'. You ain't makin' me do it, so it just... feels like cheatin'. 'Specially if I ain't got Val forcin' me neitha'."

He was quiet a moment before he said tentatively, "I could still do tha porn thing. Don't necessarily gotta fuck anybody fa' that. Could do solo stuff. That's... I mean, it still feels... I dunno, but at least I wouldn't be out dere fuckin' otha' guys. I'd probably need some'a my shit I left at tha hotel, though. That box'a stuff we use sometimes. But I wouldn't hafta let nobody touch me. I could see how dat goes."

As much as he did not want to go back to prostitution, he was much more willing to do solo porn. It would give him the freedom to do only what he was comfortable with. Forget being able to say no, he wouldn't even have to. There would be no one trying to force him to do things he didn't want. He would have control over the whole thing. Yes, that sounded much better. He would just need a camera and his laptop.

That would subject him to Vox's surveillance, however. That thought gave him pause. It was very likely Alastor would not want that in his house. So, with a small flinch, he added, "If yer okay wit' it. Ya know, 'cause'a tha camera an' everything."

With that, he turned his head to hide against Alastor's shoulder and neck once more. He knew any time there was a camera, Vox was watching. He was well aware. Before he had moved out of the studio, he had lived under constant surveillance. Even when Val wasn't hounding him, Vox was watching. There had been cameras everywhere. Vox had always been watching.

He made a soft sound of frustration as he clung to Alastor. Even here, there was no way out. He was still reduced to a sex toy for others to use. That much wasn't just Val. That was the only thing he was good for. Both in Hell and in life. He had had that proven to him time and again over the decades. He wanted out, but he could see no way that would possibly happen.

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How Does Spider Vein Removal Really Work In California?

Spider veins can make you feel self-conscious and lose confidence with their unpleasant appearance on your legs. So, in that scenario, it becomes crucial to get the best possible treatment to minister your condition of spider veins and get rid of these undesirable looks on your legs. This article will guide you about the best available treatment option that will help you to get your legs back to…

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Types of Laser Treatments in Utah

There are many options to think about while obtaining any kind of aesthetic treatment. Laser treatments are one of the categories you'll run into. Our clients at Femme Moderne are constantly in awe of how simple and painless the process can be to achieve amazing outcomes.

Laser hair removal in Utah

Laser hair removal is one of the most popular laser procedures. In order to prevent future hair growth in that location, a very focused laser is utilized in this type of therapy to kill the hair gland. Almost any area of your body can have laser hair removal, depending on where you want the hair to be permanently eliminated. You may feel some heat and a sensation like to having a rubber band tightened on your skin during a laser hair removal procedure. With the addition of our cutting-edge cooling system, laser hair removal in Utah with Femme Moderne Center of Aesthetics is very comfortable.

Six treatments are all you need for laser hair removal with us, which is an additional benefit. We can get you hairless in record time with 6 sessions spaced 4-6 weeks apart, unlike other spas that use technology that necessitates 12–18-month contracts. Additionally, we can remove hair on every skin type securely because we utilize a platform laser device that has many wavelengths.

Skin rejuvenation and resurfacing

The overall layers of skin can also be improved with laser treatments. It can be applied to remove acne scars, fine lines, wrinkles, and more. The laser's stimulation of the skin's deeper layers and stimulation of collagen formation will accomplish this. Any facial wrinkles will be filled in with the aid of this new collagen. Similar to this, lasers are used to treat skin pigmentation, including rosacea-related vascular abnormalities and melanin from sun exposure.

With the help of our resurfacing laser, skin surface irregularities can be refined and smoothed out. All four laser wavelengths are used in our patented Elluminate procedure at Femme Moderne, which provides all of these advantages in a single 30-minute laser treatment! The outcomes are outstanding!

Taking Care of Other Skin Issues

Laser treatments can address highly specific skin issues in addition to these more general ones. As previously noted, laser procedures can aid in acne scar removal. They can also get rid of whatever scars you may have, including surgical scars. Spider veins, warts, skin tags, and other conditions are also treated with laser technology.

Keeping in mind that many of these issues would require repeated treatments to achieve the best outcomes, package pricing can be the most cost-effective option. Laser treatments may be the answer for you if you have any skin-related issues. Unwanted hair, uneven skin tone, and many other issues can be addressed with the use of this technology in a number of different ways.

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Spider Vein Removal near Me

Learn about the causes of spider veins and how to get rid of them with the help of Laurel Clinical. We offer various treatments, including sclerotherapy and laser ablation therapy, to get rid of your spider veins.

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