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mika-mp3 · 11 months ago

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The treasure is all mine!

-chapter one-

(Prologe, chapter two)

Genshin Impact x Creator!Reader

warnings: no y/n used, slight yandere behavior, possible spelling errors and maybe a bit off to the Aranara Story (but I've read lots about it in the wiki so should be fine)

summary: Aramasu offers you to come to the Aranara Village, you agree and enjoy it at first but soon notice someting off

characters: Arana, Arama, you , Araja, (Aranara!OC:) Aramasu

word count: 1756

wattpad story here

(here are pictures of the Aranaras if it makes your reading experience better)

Nara = Human Vana = Forest

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"Perhaps," Aramasu continues, its voice carrying a gentle, melodic resonance, "you are more than what you think you are. The forest knows you, and so do I."

You pause, considering Aramasu's words. "I don't remember anything from before. I don't even know my own name."

Aramasu looks thoughtful for a moment, its eyes reflecting a deep, ancient wisdom. "Names are important, but even without one, you are still you. You need a place to rest, to think. Come with me to Mahavanaranapna, where we live. You can stay until you find your name."

"Mahavana- what?" you ask, curiosity piqued. "What is that?"

"Mahavanaranapna is home. Located in Varana, Hidden from Nara eyes, safe and warm. It's our village, with houses made of leaves and branches. Beautiful lakes, giant trees, plants protecting us. It is invisible to all eyes that aren't supposed to find us, I'll take you there."

You nod, a deep sense of gratitude welling up inside you. "Thank you, Aramasu. I would like that."

With that, Aramasu begins to float ahead, guiding you deeper into the forest. The journey is enchanting; each step you take brings the forest more vividly to life. You pass by flowers that emit a soft, ethereal glow, their petals shimmering like tiny stars. Streams murmur happily as they weave through the underbrush, their clear waters reflecting the sunlight in a dance of liquid light. The trees seem to hum with an ancient, serene energy, their leaves whispering secrets to the wind.

As you walk, the scenery grows ever more vibrant. The trees tower majestically overhead, their thick, emerald leaves forming a lush canopy that filters the sunlight into beams of golden light, casting intricate, shifting patterns on the forest floor. The air is fresher here, imbued with the scent of blooming flowers, rich earth, and the faintest hint of wild herbs.

After what feels like a timeless journey, you arrive at a hidden entrance. A colossal tree, its trunk twisted and intertwined with thick vines, stands before you. As Aramasu approaches, the vines gracefully part, revealing a path that seems to beckon you forward into a secluded realm.

"This is Mahavanaranapna," Aramasu says with a hint of pride, its voice almost a song.

You step through the archway and are greeted by a breathtaking sight. The village is nestled around a vast, crystal-clear lake, its serene surface reflecting the towering trees and a kaleidoscope of colorful foliage. Quaint houses, crafted from natural materials and adorned with leaves and moss, blend seamlessly into the vibrant landscape. Giant trees with immense trunks stand sentinel around the village, their branches forming a protective canopy that feels both sheltering and sacred.

Aranaras of various shapes and sizes go about their daily activities, some tending to the verdant plants, others making music and playing by the lakeside. They glance curiously in your direction but their eyes hold no fear, only a gentle curiosity and warmth.

"I will talk to the others," Aramasu says. "You are welcome to stay, to rest. Maybe here, you will find answers."

You look around, taking in the serene beauty and harmony of Vanarana. Despite the uncertainty about your past and identity, a profound sense of hope and belonging fills your heart.

"Thank you, Aramasu. I think this is exactly what I need."

As you settle into the village, you feel a warm wave of acceptance from the Aranaras and the forest itself. This hidden sanctuary offers not just safety and rest, but a chance to discover who you truly are. The journey to uncover your past and your identity has just begun, and with the guidance of the Aranara and the magic of the forest, you feel ready to face whatever lies ahead.

Months have passed since that fateful day. You have spoken to many Aranaras, each with different interests, personalities, and stories. They are just like normal people. Normal people? What does that even mean anymore? You can't recall what normal is, but it doesn't matter now. You've made friends—very good friends—friends who stand by you and help you uncover the truth about yourself. At least thats what you think. Araja, the village chief, accepted your presence and has grown quite fond of you over time. He too sensed something special about you but never divulged further details.

Sadly, you still don't know your name. However, you did discover a particular dish that you enjoy. On days when frustration weighed heavily on you due to a lack of progress, Aramasu and the others would prepare that dish to lift your spirits. The name of the dish was difficult to pronounce, not being in your native language, but that never hindered your enjoyment.

Each day, you delved deeper into the community, learning and sharing moments that felt both new and strangely familiar. You participated in their daily activities, from tending to plants to joining in their joyous celebrations. The Aranaras' simple yet profound way of life became a source of comfort and inspiration. Despite the challenges and the ongoing mystery of your identity, you found solace in the bond you shared with your new friends. They taught you to find joy in the present, even as you searched for answers. And while the journey to uncover your past continued, the warmth and kindness of the Aranaras made the journey a little easier.

At least for a while.

It was a morning like any other. You woke up, greeted your friends, and enjoyed a simple breakfast before taking a walk. Arana, one of your closest friends, usually accompanied you, sharing stories along the way. Later, you listened to the Aranaras' delightful music, a cheerful and soothing melody that filled the air. Arama had taught you how to make flower crowns, so you often found yourself sitting in the grass, surrounded by your friends, weaving pretty flowers into delicate crowns. As the day passed, you felt a sense of contentment. By the time evening fell, you gathered for dinner, the warm glow of the setting sun casting long shadows across the village. After dinner, you retreated to one of the cozy houses to rest. Each day followed this familiar rhythm, a comforting routine of friendship and tranquility.

However, despite the lovely stories and enchanting music that changed each day, you felt a stirring within—a desire for something more. The villagers often warned, "Vana can be very dangerous!" You understood the forest held dangers, yet your curiosity and yearning to explore the unknown parts of this land remained strong. The beauty and peace of your daily life in Vanarana were undeniable, but the call of the mysterious forest beyond your safe haven was growing louder. You wanted to see more of Vana, to experience its wonders and challenges firsthand.

It didn't make you happy. Sure, it was a peaceful life, but besides the stories, you had learned nothing—nothing about yourself or this world. The lack of progress became increasingly frustrating. Whenever you mentioned the idea of leaving Vanarana, the Aranaras grew defensive, almost… hostile? Surely, that was just your imagination. They had been so kind before. Why would they want to keep you here against your will?

Yet, you couldn't shake the feeling. The longer you stayed, the more you felt trapped. Your longing gaze often drifted to the horizon, wishing you could soar through the sky like the birds, flying toward freedom. Every day, your desire to explore the unknown parts of Vana grew stronger, and the village's comforting embrace began to feel like a cage.

That's it. You are done.

Determined, you decided it was time to break free. The forest, with all its mysteries and dangers, called out to you. You needed answers, and you realized that staying in Vanarana wasn't going to provide them. The beauty of the village had lost its charm, replaced by an insistent need to discover your true self and the secrets this world held.

No more waiting. No more wondering. It was time to take your fate into your own hands.

Packing your bags with a few supplies, a blanket, and one last flower crown for memory, you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Sorrow, that describes your feelings pretty well. This village, with its serene beauty and gentle inhabitants, had been your home for months. Leaving it behind felt like leaving the part of yourself that you just found. Yet, despite the sadness, there was also a glimmer of excitement. The unknown world beyond Vanarana beckoned, filled with the promise of discovery and the hope of finding your true identity.

You took one last look around the small house that had been your shelter, your sanctuary. The familiar scent of the fresh forest air mingled with the earthy aroma of the village. Memories of laughter, shared meals, and quiet moments of reflection played in your mind. You gently placed the flower crown in your bag, its vibrant petals a poignant reminder of the friendships and bonds you had formed.

The Aranaras had been kind, but you couldn't ignore the defensive looks and wary glances whenever you mentioned leaving. It only fueled your determination. You needed to find out who you were, and you knew you wouldn't find those answers within the confines of the village.

As you slung the bag over your shoulder, a sense of resolve settled within you. Stepping outside, the village was quiet, bathed in the soft light of dawn. The giant trees cast long shadows, and the stillness was almost tangible. You took a deep breath, letting the crisp air fill your lungs, and began to walk.

Every step away from Vanarana felt like a step toward your destiny. The path ahead was unknown and undoubtedly fraught with challenges, but it also held the promise of adventure and self-discovery. With each stride, your sorrow was tempered by a growing curiosity and the thrill of what lay beyond.

You glanced back once, taking in the sight of the village one last time. The Aranaras were nowhere to be seen, but you knew they would understand, eventually. They had given you a place to belong when you had none, and for that, you were grateful.

Turning back to the path ahead, you embraced the uncertainty. Your journey was just beginning, and with the forest stretching out before you, the world was full of possibilities.

With a final look at Mahavanaranapna, you whispered a quiet farewell and stepped into the unknown, ready to uncover the mysteries of Vana and the secrets of your own past.

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Thank you so much for reading! Fell free to give me feedback and ideas how to continue this!

Mika

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apollosgiftofprophecy · 3 months ago

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Any headcanons for the gods divine forms?

Personally imagine Hermes similar to a biblically accurate angel/bird mainly because of pg 248 in the sea of monsters

HARD agree on the Hermes i LOVE that for him. (how about an ibis as a ref to the whole Hermes-Thoth thing heh?)

right off the bat I think Apollo is the fucking solar system. yeah that's right you know the moment he goes supernova and blinds commodus? i imagine a huge sun just majestically flinging solar flares out with celestial objects orbiting it.

and if you are NOT as lucky as commodus, who did not in fact get the full blast, you will eventually see something so terrifying it will dissolve you into nothingness. now OUR sun wouldn't ever become one of these fuckers because it's too damn small, but DETAILS this is a god we're talking about and this is as terrifying as stars can get.

i see this terrifying something as an eldritch version of a black hole.

one of these fuckers.

imagine THAT being the last thing you see. it's so beautiful and deadly and terrifying all at once. you're THAT close to a black hole? buddy you are DEAD. DONE FOR. BYE BYE BYE.

Helios imo was a neutron star

like so

Demeter is def some sort of eldritch earth creature. Poseidon the same but ocean. Hestia is a pillar of fire like in Exodus. Hera is so beautiful that it’s terrifying and very very bright to look at. Aphrodite is the most eldritch. Dionysus def has horns as a callback to Orphic him. Persephone is same as Demeter but with more death vibes.

that’s all I have lol I’m not quite sure on Zeus, Hades, Hephaestus, Ares, or Athena just yet.

#the oracle speaks #asked and answered #anonymous #the trials of apollo #trials of apollo #pjo apollo #pjo hermes #pjo demeter #pjo poseidon #pjo hera #pjo hestia #pjo aphrodite #pjo dionysus #pjo persephone #toa apollo

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spacequokka · 5 months ago

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Beautiful Thing | 08

Pairing: Yugyeom x Reader, Jackson x Reader, Jaebeom x Reader, Future GOT7 x Reader Genre: Fluff, Angst, Soulmate AU, Poly AU, Enemies to Lovers AU (Jinyoung) Rating: PG-13 Summary: Yugyeom finds himself at odds with BamBam when he tries to be kind and friendly to you. Word Count: 4.0k Warnings: language ofc

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Yugyeom felt like he was going to vomit. The butterflies in his stomach wouldn't settle down. His skin had been buzzing since he hugged you at the hotel. He'd tried to tell himself that he was just excited because the situation was new, something he'd never experienced before. However, in the back of his mind, he knew the truth. It was all about you. You were the anomaly.

The group filed onto the smaller private airplane, a courtesy given by the SeoulMate company given the unique situation. It was nicer than he'd expected and a bit more luxurious than the ones he'd traveled in before. Perfect for your first flight with them. With him. You brought up the rear, dragging your small carry-on bag behind you like a dead body. Your lips were curved in the cutest pout he'd ever seen and discontent rolled off you in waves. He slowed his pace until he got to your side.

"Would you like to sit beside me?" He gave you a shy smile. "I'm pretty sure Jackson's gonna sit with us."

BamBam overheard the question and turned around. "What? You usually sit with me."

'Oh...' Yugyeom's eyes widened, and he shrugged a shoulder. "If you can convince Jackson to sit elsewhere...It's her first flight and I wanna keep her company. It's just one time, bro." BamBam's eyes darted to you and narrowed before he turned back around, increasing his pace to disappear among the staff.

"Oh, great. The drama queen's mad at me, too." You sighed loudly and rolled your eyes. When you looked up at Yugyeom, the butterflies went nuts. "You don't have to sacrifice your bromance for me. I'll be just fine. It isn't like I didn't agree with this."

He patted the top of your head with a smile. "He'll get over it. I think a three-hour plane flight is a great time to get to know you. After all, you're a person, not an inconvenience."

Your breath caught for a second, and your mood visibly brightened at his words. "Thank you. It's nice to hear that after all the glares Jinyoung's throwing at me."

"No one's glaring," Jinyoung muttered as he squeezed by and settled into a window seat.

Yugyeom directed you to a window seat on the opposite side of the plane, but you shook your head. "No thanks. I don't need a visual reminder of the impossible physics of this death box."

"Can you please not call it that while I'm in it? Thanks." Mark interjected without looking up from his phone.

"What else should I call it?" You fired back.

"How about 'majestic vessel of life' or something? Anything but that."

"Oh okay. This 'fanciful fucking unicorn' then."

"Language!" Jaebeom called out from somewhere. Yugyeom couldn't help but notice how comfortable you were with bickering with them. Did you even notice it? Though he wished it interactions weren't negative, you fit right in.

"Oh, fuck off." You mumbled under your breath and dropped into the middle seat.

Yugyeom spotting Jackson making his way down the aisle, eyes set on you. He smiled and stood up. You whined as he practically smothered you as he pushed his way to the vacant window seat, crushing you into the seat before letting up. He couldn't help but smile as you blinked owlishly at Jackson as he busied himself with digging around in his bag. "I brought extra stuff in case you need anything." He dropped a water bottle into your hands and put a travel pillow around your neck.

"Jackson, wait—"

Yugyeom filled the seat next to you, looking around to see if the group had all found a seat with his hand out to Jackson. Without being asked, Jackson gave him a water bottle, too.

As usual, Jackson turned into a mother hen with his attention devoted solely to you. It was a refreshing change from being on the receiving end. "The bathroom's in the back, but I'll walk with you if you're uncomfortable walking on your own."

"I know I said this was my first flight, but really, you don't have to go through this much trouble."

He paused and looked you in the eyes. "It isn't any trouble. If anything, it's a pleasure." His face lit up with a wide grin. "I'm doing something useful for you, right? You don't mind, do you?"

Your shoulders drooped in defeat and Yugyeom bit back a chuckle. No one was immune to Jackson's charm. "Yes, this is fine. Thank you, Jackson." You smiled at him. "It means a lot that you care."

A Christmas tree would fail to compare to the light he gave off upon hearing your words. He meant well. Everyone knew that. It'd take patience and reassurance to break him out of his habit of seeking validation. Though they as a group had become accustomed to it, Yugyeom found himself hoping you'd stick around long enough to help them out.

It wasn't long before the pilot came on with his greeting and itinerary with the stewards and stewardesses shooing away electronics and making sure everyone was buckled in properly. Jackson gently took your hand and held it while they explained the standard emergency procedures. You didn't realize you were manhandling the armrest and gritting your teeth.

"It'll be okay. I promise," he whispered, raising your hand to his lips and pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. Why hadn't Yugyeom thought to do that? "I won't let anything happen to you."

"You can't possibly keep a promise like that." You said flatly. Yugyeom's fingertips grazed your knee a few times before you realized he was itching to hold your other hand. Without thinking, you grabbed his hand and squeezed it when the plane shook and began edging forward down the runway.

"I can!" Jackson said indignantly. "I can swim—"

"We're not going over water." You and Yugyeom said in unison. A tingle sparked between your palms but you didn't show any signs of having felt it too.

"I've been skydiving—"

"You're afraid of heights." You and Yugyeom answered together. Yugyeom glanced at you but your eyes were on Jackson. Did you even hear him?

"Okay, but I'd die to protect you!"

"Jackson," you put your hand on his knee, "It's okay. You don't have to try so hard for me."

"But I want to." He spoke softly with a slight pout.

"Honestly, that you even want to is more than enough for me." It was just enough to cheer him up again. Yugyeom noticed Jaebeom watching, eyebrows creased with concern. When you continued to speak, Yugyeom turned back to you. "But make sure you care about yourself just as much, okay? I mean it."

Jackson nodded, cheeks flushing with color as he looked down at your clasped hands. "Okay."

Soon enough, the plane was in the air and Dallas became a cluster of dots on the ground. You visibly relaxed into your seat as Jackson rubbed the back of your hand with his thumb. Yugyeom wanted to do something like that, but he wasn't sure you'd allow it. You hadn't known him as long or as well as you did Jackson. The monitor in the seat in front of him flickered between advertisements and a thought struck him.

"Hey, we can watch a movie to pass the time." He nudged your shoulder with his. "What kind of movies do you like?"

You looked at him before your eyes went upward. "I'm not too picky, really. Though maybe we could save the scary stuff for later?" When your gaze returned to his, another tingle blossomed over his skin.

"I can work with that." He smiled before touching the screen. A few swipes later and logo music began to play.

The flight was relatively smooth, with only a few patches of turbulence along the way. You leaned against him the entire time, still holding Jackson's hand, eyes glued on the screen. At some point a stewardess came along with food and he found himself sharing popcorn with you. He thought of Jackson's time alone with you and realized that despite you both being surrounded by others, you were still in your own little bubble. Not quite as intimate as sharing a full meal, but basically a movie date. He'd told himself he'd just be friendly, make you feel as welcome as he could. Yet, he couldn't deny the sparks whenever your skin brushed against his. Couldn't stop his thoughts from embracing the idea of you being his soulmate. By the end of the movie, you were dozing off, using Yugyeom's shoulder as a makeshift pillow. He didn't mind one bit.

He entertained himself with sending memes to BamBam, ignoring the fact that he was left on read. He could understand his closest friend's annoyance but he had to admit he was having the time of his life. He'd beg for forgiveness later if needed. Right now, he wanted to enjoy the moment and commit it to memory. When you woke up from your nap, the plane was beginning its descent. You looked out the window and saw the glittering buildings below, signaling your arrival at your destination.

As the plane touched down and taxied to the gate, you and Jackson clasped hands tightly, your eyes closed as if that would make the descent any smoother. Yugyeom found himself humming a song and seized the moment to hold your other hand, mirroring Jackson's calming caress with his thumb. He was more than pleased with himself when you seemingly melted against his arm again, eyes still shut.

"Oh, god tell me when its over." You muttered and he liked that you sought him out for comfort.

As soon as the seatbelt sign turned off, everyone began standing up to gather their belongings from the overhead bins.

"See? We made it!" Jackson exclaimed with a triumphant grin as he unbuckled his seatbelt. You let out a sigh of relief and opened your eyes, returning his smile. "Yeah, we did. This time, at least."

Yugyeom leaned in and caught your gaze. "Are you okay?"

You nodded, feeling shaky but trying to hide it. "Yeah, I'm fine." You attempted to stand up and grab your bag from the overhead compartment but stumbled when the plane jerked suddenly.

"Whoa there," Jackson caught you before you could fall. "Maybe we should wait for everyone else to get off first."

You nodded gratefully and sat back down. BamBam shuffled off the plane with the others, pointedly ignoring Yugyeom. When the plane was finally empty, you stood up again and grabbed your bag without any problems this time.

Yugyeom nodded in agreement before looking at his phone. "Our luggage should be at baggage claim already."

"That's quick," you said as you followed them out of the plane and towards baggage claim. Soon enough, all three of you were standing in front of a carousel waiting for your luggage to come around.

When you spotted your suitcase and stepped away to grab it, Jackson leaned in and whispered, "Are you and Bam gonna be okay? I don't think I've ever seen him this pissed at you of all people."

Yugyeom shrugged. "He can't be mad forever. And I guess it's new for him. He's never had to share my attention with anyone like this before."

"Yeah, he can be pretty childish sometimes." Jackson nodded.

Yugyeom chuckled as you struggled to free your luggage from the moving belt. They both took a step forward to help you but Jaebeom made it to your side first. "He'll be okay. Just needs time to calm down. In the meantime," he tilted his head to the side, eyes still on you, "we can make sure she's having fun."

"Here, let me get that." Jaebeom reached over your shoulder, startling you in the process. As you moved aside for him, he caught a whiff of your perfume, something light and sweet. He grabbed the handle of your suitcase and yanked it off the belt.

"Thank you..." You frowned and it took him a second to realize why.

"Just call me Jay." He set the luggage down and pulled up the handle. The frown went away instantly. "I don't mind."

You fiddled with the suitcase, unable to look at him. "You sure? I don't want to disrespect you or anything in front of the others."

He shrugged and fought a smile as he slipped his hands in his pockets. "Its not like those brats care."

You smirked. "I know, I just...It's not the same is it? I'm not one of them. That and I don't wanna add to your stress if I can help it."

He found himself smiling, touched that you cared about his wellbeing. "As long as you're traveling with us, I'll treat you no differently from them." He gently bumped you with his elbow. "Just say no to Yugyeom and his stupid pranks."

"They're not stupid! As long as you have a sense of humor, they're fun!" Yugyeom pulled you away. "Don't listen to him. He's old and boring."

With a strike like lightning, Jaebeom grabbed the back of Yugyeom's neck and squeezed. "Say that again."

Soon enough everyone's baggage was found and loaded onto the shuttles going to the hotel. Due to the size of the group, they had to split up. Once again, Yugyeom and Jackson insisted on riding with you. Jaebeom caught the nasty look BamBam gave you and he was grateful that Jackson didn't see it. He didn't feel like mediating another argument so soon after the one between him and Jinyoung. The animosity was understandable to a degree. You were an outsider to most of them, and trust was a hard thing to earn in their world. However, since he'd shaken your hand he was beginning to see that Jackson had a point. People with bad intentions give off bad vibes. Ones that, as far as he could tell, you didn't have.

He told himself he'd reserve judgment until later when enough time had passed, but that handshake seemed to change something in him. Cool static had rippled throughout his body when your warm, dainty hand filled his. It'd taken every ounce of control he had to force himself to let go. Holding your hand felt right, as natural as breathing or singing.

And he could see he wasn't the only one affected. Even now you were sandwiched between Jackson and Yugyeom, discussing the things to do in Las Vegas with Jackson holding your hand and Yugyeom's arm around your shoulders. One would never guess you hadn't known them longer than a few days.

He was a romantic at heart. It was hard to say which side he took in this as he'd always imagined having a soulmate of his own. Someone meant just for him, one he didn't have to share with the others like he did everything else in his life. Was that selfish?

Thoughts like that wouldn't help him here and now. When the vans stopped outside their hotel, he remembered the brief phone call he'd had with JYP. Taejoon had predictably snitched on him, stressing that the decision to bring you along was Jaebeom's doing. As a result, any expenses that you occurred were coming out of Jaebeom's pocket. He was lucky he made a decent amount of money from royalties otherwise he'd have trouble booking and paying for your room. The need to keep it a secret from the guys wasn't entirely unfounded. He could see Jinyoung throwing a hissy fit and possibly making you feel like you needed to pitch in. For the sake of peace, it'd be his little secret.

"Here you go," he smiled handing you the key cards to your suite. "It's on the floor below us. Hopefully we won't bother you."

"Thanks—" Your fingers touched his and that soothing ripple of calmness washed over him again. "Don't worry. I've dealt with way worse than this chaos. It's almost like a mini vacation at this point."

Jackson materialized at your side, peering over your shoulder. "Is it a double? Can I room with you if it's a double?"

Jaebeom pushed him away with a hand covering his face. "Don't be eager or weird. She gets a room to herself. She'll be able to sleep in and go down to breakfast."

Jackson pushed his hand away. "But what if she gets lonely? We can't leave her here by herself."

You rubbed his arm with a look of concern Jaebeom was sure couldn't be copied by even the best actresses in the world. "I don't mind. I can't begin to imagine how busy you guys will be. I'd only slow you down and I don't wanna hear Jinyoung's mouth."

Jinyoung scoffed as he pushed by, heading for the elevators. "Wouldn't have to worry about it if you weren't here."

Three things happened simultaneously. Jackson opened his mouth to fire back as Jaebeom turned to tell Jinyoung to be nice. Yet, you beat them both to the punch by speaking up with a forced smile. "Jackson, would you like to see what my room looks like? You can walk me through the hotel room check you were telling me about on the plane."

Your sweet smile and gentle pull on Jackson's arm sucked the tension away in an instant. Jackson turned his attention back to you, eyes alight with his eagerness. "Of course!"

It was weird to have someone else be the voice of peace. The two of you started toward the elevators and Yugyeom joined, pointing at a brochure he'd picked up. BamBam and Mark joined Jinyoung, leaving you three to wait for another one to come back down. Jaebeom adjusted his backpack and joined the queue. He hated that what was supposed to be a simple promotion with fanmeets was slowly dividing the group in two. Hopefully, once it was all said and done, their personal relationships would still be intact.

After an intense game of rock-paper-scissors, Jaebeom and Jackson ended up sharing a room for the duration of their stay. It was the first time since they landed in America that they'd had this much time together. Jackson wanted to sneak down to your room to stay up and talk but Jaebeom wasn't having it.

"Absolutely not."

Jackson flopped down on his bed with a disappointed frown. "Come on, Jaebeom. It's just a little fun. Besides, it's not like I'm asking to sneak out of the hotel."

Jaebeom sat on the edge of his bed, phone in hand as he scrolled through the schedule for the next few days. He sighed without looking up. "It's not about having fun, Jackson. We need to be careful about how we handle things with her here."

"But she isn't like other people we've met. She's different," Jackson insisted, his voice laced with a sincerity that made Jaebeom pause. There was something different about you, something that made everyone act a bit out of character.

"Different or not," Jaebeom finally said, locking his phone and meeting Jackson's gaze. "We have to maintain some professionalism. We can't set precedents that we might regret later."

Jackson rolled onto his side, propping his head up with his hand. "You like her, don't you?"

The question was abrupt, and Jaebeom felt a defensive wall go up instinctively. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Everything," Jackson shot back softly. "Because if you have feelings for her—even purely platonic ones—then it makes sense why you're being extra cautious. You care."

Jaebeom rubbed his temples, feeling the onset of a headache. "I just met her, Jackson."

"Love at first sight is a thing, y'know. There's nothing wrong with trusting your gut and just going with it."

He sighed deeply, hating that he had to be the one to burst Jackson's bubble. "You say that a lot don't you? Throw yourself all in for anyone who catches your eye and shows you the tiniest bit of attention and care just for, what, it all to fall apart? Love at first sight seems to leave you alone and heartbroken too often, doesn't it?"

Jackson went silent, the easy smile fading from his face as Jaebeom's words settled over him like a heavy blanket. For a moment, the room was thick with unspoken thoughts and regrets, punctuated only by the distant hum of Las Vegas beyond their window.

Finally, Jackson let out a deep breath and sat up, swinging his legs off the bed to face Jaebeom more directly. "Maybe you're right," he admitted quietly, "but every time it feels real, feels like it could be the thing that changes everything. Isn't it worth the risk?"

Jaebeom didn't answer immediately. He knew Jackson's heart was in the right place. It always was. But as their leader, it was his job to think about the consequences, to protect not just his own heart but also those of his bandmates—and now, seemingly, yours.

"Perhaps," he finally conceded, "but remember we have our responsibilities. We're here for work first." He glanced up at Jackson, noting the genuine confusion in his eyes. "Let's try to keep things simple and not complicate matters further."

Jackson nodded slowly, though his disappointment was palpable. He lay back down, staring at the ceiling. "Alright, Jaebeom. I'll keep my distance. For now."

Jaebeom felt a twinge of guilt watching Jackson's enthusiasm dim—a brightness that was rare in the often grueling routine of their industry—but he knew boundaries were essential, especially with so much at stake professionally.

Was it bad that Yugyeom wasn't as bothered by the tears as he used to be? Now that they'd been given dummy devices to wear to keep up the ruse of "searching" he thought he'd feel even worse about lying to their fans. They truly believed they had a chance to pair with a member of the group. It was wrong, immoral.

Yet when he filed backstage with the others, he couldn't help but smile when he saw you tucked away in a corner with a notebook in your lap. As everyone began to change and found a stylist, he found himself wandering over to you.

"Hey there." He plopped down in the chair next to you and you jumped.

"Oh, jeez!" You put the hand holding the pen over your heart. After a quick glance around the room, your gaze found his. "It's over already?"

"It's been two hours. Have you been writing this entire time?" He leaned closer to see your notepad but you quickly hid it against your chest. "Oh, come on. It can't be that bad. May I see, please?"

You hesitated, biting your lip as you considered his request, then slowly lowered the notebook. "Only because it's you," you said with a half-smile, handing it over. "Tell no one that I let you do this."

Yugyeom's eyes lit up as he gently took the notebook from your hands. His gaze flicked across your neatly scribbled words, a mixture of excitement and curious respect etching across his features. As he read, his expression softened, and occasionally, a chuckle escaped him.

"Is this about my dandelion tattoo?"

You shrugged shyly. "I noticed it when we were on the plane. I couldn't stop thinking about it so...I put it in words."

"This is really pretty." Yugyeom said sincerely, looking up at you with admiration. "The way you describe it makes me even happier that I got it. And this part," he pointed to a line in the middle of the page, "where you talk about how music can be a person's dandelion—it's beautiful."

Flattered by his compliments, he watched as your cheeks deepened in color as you fought the smile. "Thank you, Yugyeom. That means a lot coming from you."

He nodded and handed back the notebook. "You should keep writing. Who knows? Maybe one day you'll write a song for us."

The idea made you laugh softly, the sound mingling with the constant buzz of activity around you. "Oh sure. Maybe I will," you agreed playfully.

Yugyeom stood up just as one of the staff members called him over. Before he left, he turned to face you again. "Don't forget us when you become a famous writer," he joked with a wink.

"I won't," you promised, watching him walk away before turning back to your poetry.

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katealpha · 1 month ago

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Art by @charactersyoudontknow

Written by: Owl

Commissioned by: KateofJasper

Content: Pregnancy, light belly movement

Raya and the Last Dragon and all related characters and concepts created by Walt Disney Animation Studios, and are copyright of the Walt Disney Company

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Suddenly, and for no particular reason, Raya stopped in her tracks, and looked around.

It was a wonderful day out, the early afternoon sun shining high above her. The path she walked on was one of the many in the Heart palace that she knew well, at the moment taking her outside, showing off the beautiful landscape that surrounded them. Today was a meeting with an envoy from Tail, specifically to discuss the matters of trade.

Things weren’t exactly perfect since Kumori’s exile all those years ago, but things have definitely been improving. The idea of a unified Kumandra was still far on the horizon, but at the very least it could be seen in these current days. At the very least, Heart was in good standing with Tail despite it all, so the meeting should be relatively stress free.

Raya looked down at herself, though more specifically the massive bump that stuck straight out from her middle. Years ago, had she been told she would be carrying the child of a dragon, or much less a child at all, she would have scoffed, and likely made some comment of not trusting whoever told her. Hell, the fact that it was Sisu’s child, of all possible dragons, would have been more insane to her. Aside from the fact she had straight up told Sisu she had no plans of having children, she always felt like Sisu was, how to say, on another level from her. A higher being, one to be revered and looked up. One who had no time for mortals such as her.

And yet, here she was, partners with that very dragon, and carrying her child.

For some reason, Raya almost found herself laughing at this sudden realization. Yes, she knew all of this, and it was a roller coaster of emotions to get to this point, but looking back on it now, at where she stood right now, it almost felt like a fantasy. Perhaps it was the drawback of becoming a wandering vagabond at the ripe age of twelve, forced to trek across abandoned landscapes for six years in search of something you didn’t even know was real or not. For so many years, there has been one thing after another, from the Dragon Gem shattering, to Sisu dying, to the rise of Kumori, to the loss of so many dragons…for the first time in forever, Raya had a complete, silent moment to herself to reflect on everything. And, for what it was, it was nice.

“Heeeeeey!!”

Raya chuckled. Of course, when it came to having someone like Sisu as a partner, quiet moments like this came rare. Suddenly, from just over the path railing, the long majestic form of Sisu popped out, twirling in the air before puffing into a cloud of smoke, which then produced the human form of the dragon. While she tumbled through the air for a moment, she still landed confidently on her feet, putting an arm around the princess and kissing her cheek.

“Heya, babe,” Sisu greeted. “Miss me?”

“Of course. Good to see you, love,” Raya smiled. “How have you been? Or, I guess, where have you been?”

“Oh, you know. Around,” she remarked. “Just like you. And how you’re very round.” She laughed, giving Raya’s bump a loving pat. “Doing good carrying around Sisu Jr. in there?”

Raya laughed, playfully rolling her eyes. “Fine as I can be, after nearly twelve whole months of carrying this around. Any week now, or heck, even any day now, should be expecting their arrival. I…I’m very excited to meet them.”

“Me too!” Sisu beamed, leaning down to kiss her bump. “Think it’s been like, seven hundred years since a dragon was born? Least one from a human. I dunno. Jagan is a lot better with numbers than I am. Least he was, now he’s scrambling everything up with that pregnancy brain, ya know.”

“Yeah, I know that feeling,” Raya agreed, as the two continued along their path, though at a slower rate. “How’s Jagan, by the way? Doing well?”

“Oh, doing fan-tastic!” Sisu beamed. “He’s about the same size as you now, course that’s not slowing him down one bit with all his work. Helps he’s got Namaari at his side. OH! Speaking of,” Sisu went on, not missing a beat, “I think Namaari’s got some interest in carrying a dragon herself!”

“Really?” Raya responded, raising an eyebrow in genuine surprise. “Didn’t think she’d be the type to do something like that.”

“Weeeeelllll…I may have overheard her here and there about her feeling guilty and such still. You know, over the ah…” Sisu paused, stiffening up as she clenched her chest, grimacing at her partner.

“Yes, I…remember that.”

“Yeah. That,” the dragon nodded. “Course, unless she really really wants to, she might not have to. More and more dragons are coming back from the north. All of them were practically begging for forgiveness.”

“And you forgave them without a second thought, right?”

“Of course!” Sisu exclaimed. “They said they were very, very sorry! You would trust them too, wouldn’t you?”

Raya stared at her with a raised eyebrow, while Sisu stared back with a bewildered expression. They both held the expression for what felt like a solid minute before breaking down laughing. “Heh…sounds like you’ve got a lot going on. Happy for you, of course,” she noted, gently calming down. “Just things for me have been a little…duller.”

“Cause of the pregnancy?”

“Yep,” Raya nodded simply, patting her bump. “I realize that a lot of the downtime is because of the relative peace now that Kumori is gone, which I’m thankful for more than anything. Hopefully a day will come when Kumandra will have to worry for nothing, when we can all live in harmony as one people once more. But…”

“But?”

“There’s still work to be done for now,” she sighed. “And I can only do so much. Sure, I’m handling important tasks like trade, but compared to what you get to do? Pfft…I’m practically sitting around on my ass and getting bigger. Tuk Tuk has done more than me in this past week alone. Tuk Tuk.”

“Aw, come on, Raya,” Sisu started with a smile, her voice now a lot softer. “Don’t be too hard on yourself. I just got more stuff to do cause, ya know. Last dragon for a while and all that. And hey, let’s not forget what you’re doing for this guy right here.” She patted her partner’s bump for emphasis.

“I know, I know. It’s just…I just feel I could be doing more even while I’m pregnant, ya know? Not sure what, but…something?”

“If you ask me, you’re almost doing too much,” she teased with a wink. “Hey, if it’s anything, after you pop this one out, we can switch places. You can do work in the world, and I’ll be the pregnant one.”

Raya chuckled. “Yeah, I think that’s…you can get pregnant?”

“Duh. Yeah,” she remarked, as if it was obvious. “I was thinking we’d, like, alternate for a while? You have one, then I have one, then you have another, and then I have another, and—”

“Let’s just wait to see how I feel after this one, okay?” Raya quickly interrupted.

“Heh, alright,” Sisu smirked. “Well, what about you? Gotta be something ya been up to. How’s the old man?”

“He’s…managing,” Raya remarked with a laugh. “Honestly, he’s doing good. He’s just worried about me, is all. It’s how parents are.”

“Yeah, I…I guess so,” the dragon agreed, her cheery demeanor suddenly dropping for a second to something a touch more contemplative. It didn’t last long though, as Sisu quickly shook it off and went back to all smiles. “What’s he even worried about anyways? He knows he’s got, like, me by your side at like almost all times? Least when you’re not in the heavily-guarded palace.”

She shook her head. “It’s less about my personal safety and more about my pregnancy in general, especially now that I’m so close to being due. You…remember all that stuff I said about my mother, right?”

“Ooooh…oh, right,” Sisu nodded, wincing a bit. “Yeah…yeah, I totally see why he’d be all up in arms. That’s pretty scary…but you’re strong, Raya!” She assured her partner with a wink. “Like, c’mon. You were able to defeat fricking Kumori. You fended off the Druun on your own when you were twelve. Having one baby? Please, that’ll be a cake walk for sure.”

Raya laughed, and looked down at her bump. “I hope so…even still, my father is very proud I’ve decided to take this up. He’s been so proud of everything I’ve been doing, in fact. I know it was a lot, but still…feels kinda weird.”

“Well, the world ended again when you were twelve, you saved it when you were eighteen, and then you defeated another ultimate evil like a year later,” Sisu recounted with a casual air. “And now you’re aiding in the repopulation of a new generation of dragons. Babe, you’ve gone through and done more in a decade than most dragons would try to do in an entire lifetime. You deserve all the flowers you’re getting.”

“Not saying I don’t feel worth it, more so that I’m…”

Before Raya could finish, she could feel a bit of movement within her, and then a quick, sudden kick, that caused her to wince. She staggered over to the path railing, bracing herself. Sisu, while caught a bit off guard, helped her along. “Hey, hey. Everything alright, Rie?”

“Y-Yeah, just…baby movement,” she sighed, rubbing her bump in an attempt to quell the activity. “Phew…been getting a lot rougher lately, it feels like.”

“Yep. That’s a sign of the egg about to crack,” Sisu remarked, and in turn received a bewildered expression from Raya. “Oh, I just got like, birds on my brain. Stopped by the lower halls on the way in. You guys got some great falcons. There were some eggs there, and the retainers said you could tell when they’re about to hatch by how much they shake. Just made me think of that, I dunno.”

Raya simply blinked, and eased herself back to standing. “Well…not like that’s any indication I’ll be popping anytime today, right?”

“Oh, nah,” she shook her head. “You still got like a few days or so. But it’s definitely gonna be soon.”

She nodded, but once more looked down at her bump. “I…I suppose this is kinda late to bring up concerns, but…I guess I’m just worried if this will turn out alright. First dragon to be born in so long…what if it has some raw magic abilities? What if they become something desired, like the Dragon Gem was? What if things break down again? What if—?”

“Raya, Raya,” Sisu interrupted, tilting her head up to face hers, while placing one hand on her bump. “Easy there. Better not to get wiped up into that spiral. First of all, if any nation tries to steal our kid away, I’ll kick their butts so hard, their ancestors are gonna feel it.”

“Really?”

“Really really,” Sisu chuckled. “And second off…we’re gonna manage this, okay? You’re not gonna be the only one welcoming a new life like this. I think we can trust the other nations now to not go at each other’s throats again for a power grab. Like, come on, after the Druun and Kumori, do you think they’ll want to deal with the badass mom duo who kicked both of their butts?”

Raya smiled slowly, and even laughed. “Yeah…good point…”

“We just gotta take it a bit slow, yeah? Baby isn’t here yet, but we’re gonna make sure everything’s ready for them when they do get here,” she explained. “And from there, when they do come…well, we’ll figure it out! We always do?”

Raya chuckled. “Yeah, we always do.” The two leaned in, and kissed.

The two continued along the path, idly chatting and flirting between each other until they eventually came to the council chamber, to which Sisu held the door open as Raya stepped in. She barely even got a chance to take in the whole room when she heard a voice callout. “Hey-hey, Raya!”

Raya turned to the sound of the voice, seeing a rather stocky young man hurrying over to her. At first, she didn’t recognize who it was, but after taking into account his voice, his face, and the way he dressed…she couldn’t believe it: it was Boun!

“Boun??” She exclaimed, her voice laced in pleasant surprise.

“Yeah! How’s it—woah.” He skidded to a halt when she turned to face him fully, his eyes quickly darting down to her bump. “I…didn’t you say you weren’t gonna have children?”

The princess laughed. “When I was eighteen, yeah. Not exactly the same person I was back then. And clearly, neither are you. You’ve really grown.”

“Yeah, in more ways than one,” Sisu pointed out, having hurried over to her partner’s shoulder.

“Sisu!”

“Hey, she’s not wrong,” Boun chuckled, confidently patting at his girth. “With my family back, means I didn’t have to spend as much time cooking just for me. I stuck with it of course, but it was nice to get a break from the kitchen now and again, even if it meant I ate more.”

“I can see that,” Raya agreed. “You do look good, Boun. Definitely been too long.”

“Same here! Always a pleasure to see my two favorite customers! You guys gotta stop by Tail sometime soon, got some new items you two would love!”

“Oh, we gotta!” Sisu beamed, turning her face to Raya, only to be met with a raised eyebrow. “Well…probably after the baby comes.” She leaned closer to Boun, and said in a hushed tone, “She gets queasy real easy when she goes riding on me. Like, just the past week, we—GAK!”

Raya playfully pulled Sisu back up to her, provoking a laugh from the young cook. “So, Boun,” she resumed. “What brings you to Heart? Are you working with the Tail trading envoy?”

“I’d hope so,” he chuckled, crossing his arms. “I’m leading the Tail trading envoy.”

“Oh, nice!” Sisu beamed. “My guy’s moving up in the world!”

“That’s wonderful to hear,” Raya smiled. “I apologize if I kept you guys waiting. Sisu and I…well, we were just catching up.”

“Ya know, as wives do,” the dragon teased, kissing Raya’s cheek.

“Not to worry, I knew you guys would be here,” Boun assured them. “Well, Raya at least. Didn’t think Sisu was much for official government discussions like this.”

Sisu simply blinked, staring off for a moment, before the realization came over her. “Oh, right! I don’t,” she laughed. “I probably got somewhere else to be right now, anyways. Maybe check on Namaari. Or Jagan. Or both! I’ll see where the rain takes me.”

“Well, if you do run into Namarri, give her…” he paused, as if holding back on saying something, “...my regards.”

“Mine as well,” Raya added. “Travel safely, my love.”

“Always do. Catch ya later, babe,” she nodded, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. “And same to YOU, lil guy!” She bent down and planted a kiss on Raya’s bump. “Chao,” she saluted off, and ducked back through the door.

Boun chuckled. “When it comes to shrimp, how they act changes between each season. And yet Sisu…seems like she hasn’t changed a bit.”

Raya gave a nod, and a content exhale. “Just another thing to love about her,” she noted, and turned back to Boun. “Now then, I believe we have a meeting in order?”

#animated movies #pregnant #disney #pregnancy #raya and the last dragon #raya sisu #sisu the dragon #pregnant kink #fanart #disney princess #Raya #Sisu #raysu #magical pregnancy

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creative-kny-fics · 7 months ago

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Hii! sooo, if requests are open, can I request lee obanai and ler giyu? I liked the ler Kaburamaru fix, so if you could make this fix a second part of the other, if not, ignore this! 💞

Yes. I hope it doesn't bother you, but, this fic contains ObaGiyuu's ship (Iguro Obanai x Giyuu Tomioka).

Lee: Iguro Obanai

Ler: Giyuu Tomioka

How far can trauma go? "It depends on the person", they are right, but what happens to that person who refuses to receive help because they believe they do not deserve it? Why do you think your blood is impure?

That was the dilemma of the serpent hashira, Iguro Obanai, he did not feel able to endure physical contact, he felt afraid.

'Iguro-San, I think you're not a bad person! You are one of my closest friends! You are so good and kind! You are amazing!' - M.K

'You're my best friend, what makes you think otherwise?' - S.S

'I understand that sometimes you feel inferior, but you are not. Despite the harshness of your words, you are someone very special, Obanai' - S.K

'I consider you my brother and I know that you are not bad! I know you act like that, but inside, you're a softie!' - K.R

'You shouldn't feel self-conscious, you're not a bad person. Just because your family is, doesn't mean you are too.' - T.U

'You are a cute cat and although cats are somewhat aggressive, with the right people, they change' - M.T

'You are someone who is sensitive, who enjoys talking to people. I know that you strive every day to improve and that gives me a good image of you' - G.H

'Iguro Obanai, I couldn't be happier with myself, my son. You are someone admirable and I know the weight you carry, but I assure you that you are not as bad a person as you think, you are just confused. The past, although it affects us, does not define our present in itself. I know that you feel undeserving of something because of your lineage, but that doesn't matter. You are you and I couldn't be more proud of it, Obanai, don't forget it' - K.U / O.S

Even with the good perspective that others had of him, he didn't feel the same.

The only one with the ability to understand him seemed to be Kaburamaru, after all, he saw all his suffering, he knew who Iguro Obanai truly was, he knew his insecurities, his thoughts, his feelings, everything...

'Kaburamaru, do you think... 'Do you think Tomioka... You know...?', Kaburamaru nodded.

It would sound absurd, but it was real, Giyuu Tomioka, the hashira who used to annoy Iguro Obanai, was now his romantic interest.

He doesn't know at what point he would have fallen for it, what had Tomioka done?

'Ugh... Of all the men, it had to be him...?! Damn, what's wrong with Tomioka? Sure, he's handsome, he has good hair, he protects you because he cares, his eyes are beautiful, his breathing style is majestic... Oh fucking mother, damn Tomioka, I curse you for liking me!'

Yes, that was a normal thing in the "conversations" between Kaburamaru and his owner. This conversation was interrupted by the aforementioned hashira.

Whoever it was, he had asked Giyuu Tomioka to come to his estate, and it was very likely that he had heard everything, oh god... 'What brings you here, Tomioka?'

'Well, Oyakata-Sama told me that we had a joint mission today, so, I came to tell you on my own. Do you agree with it?'

'Yeah, sure...', Giyuu closed the door and approached him.

Obanai looked up, why the hell hadn't he left?! He got up and adjusted his haori, he didn't have time for it, it was bad enough that their joint mission was with him. However, Giyuu did the unthinkable and gave him a hug.

'W-what the fuck are you doing?!'

'Huging you. Isn't it obvious?'

'Let go of me you idiot! This is weird! Get away from me!'

But Tomioka didn't listen, instead he put a little more force into the hug and his eyes sparkled a little when Obanai stopped fighting and timidly accepted his hug.

Obanai closed his eyes, despite his cold demeanor, his hug felt so warm, his heart liked the feeling and he simply couldn't refuse the hug.

'Sorry if it made you uncomfortable. I know we don't have the best friendship, but you seemed to need it'

'Yeah, well, thanks, I guess. I didn't expect it, but, I can't complain...'

'Well, then, see you at night?'

Obanai wanted to nod, but wait until night? He could, of course, but damn, he hated it when his feelings betrayed him and his body moved or talked to itself, and before he realized it, he had already invited Giyuu to stay with him a little longer.

'Well, what would you like to do? Would you like me to stay silent or would you like to talk?', damn...

Obanai didn't know, on the one hand, if he stayed silent, he could see him better, he could get closer to him and so on, but also, if Giyuu spoke, he had not had a long conversation with him before, perhaps it was the opportunity to listen to his voice for longer, what was the best option?

'Obanai, do you like me?'

'What?'

'I asked, do you like me?'

What kind of question was that? Of course, not only that, he liked him, he loved him, he wanted Giyuu Tomioka to be his lover, that was the reality but... Could they both be together?

Wasn't it what people would say that terrified him, he was terrified of not being enough for him, would he still love him if he knew his origins? If he knew what was hidden under those bandages? If he knew who he really was...? Still, would he want it...?

'Iguro?', Giyuu called after him, but he shook his head.

Giyuu then understood, how absurd it had been to ask, obviously there was no way, after all "his rat face is what pisses me off."

Obanai watched him get up, he didn't understand, until he realized that he had never answered the question and his only "answer" had been the movement of his head. 'Tomioka...'

'Do you think we'll meet at night?'

'No, please stay. Please...'

Obanai's voice heard different, of course, it already sounded different because of the bandages, but this time, it sounded so broken, it sounded disappointed, he had never heard him speak that way.

He didn't argue and returned to his seat, facing each other; he had never had that closeness with him.

'Forgive me, I didn't shake my head because I didn't like you, I was thinking too much, let's just say it was more to bring me back to reality', oh, so that was it.

Giyuu nodded and opened his eyes slightly when Obanai got even closer to him, such a normal connection felt... 'Tomioka...'

'Yes?' 'Would you like to go eat something?'

Go eat something? Something like, a date? Well, it didn't bother him, but he suggested something better...

'How about we go and order food to eat here at your house? Of course, if doesn't bother you', bother him? Damn, of course not, it just made him like he more.

And said and done, that's it, they ordered their food and took it home, definitely the best meal they've both had so far.

'You don't plan to eat?' 'I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable or feel disgust' 'Why would I?'

And that's where Kaburamaru comes in, who was watching the whole situation, even knowing what it entailed, he made the decision that seemed appropriate and released some of the bandages from Obanai, who quickly covered himself and turned around.

'Kaburamaru, what the hell have you done...? Damn... Just when we were so good... Huh?', his anger dissipated.

Giyuu approached from behind, holding him by the cheeks and staring at him, his fingers soon slipped and lowered the bandages that hid the truth, but it didn't seem to bother him. 'Tomioka? Hey idiot, I'm talking to you!'

'Sorry, it's just that, you're even cuter without your bandages...'

Obanai's eyes lit up and a small blush formed on his cheeks, what was wrong? Was it perhaps for the compliment? Was it because he shouldn't have doubted that Giyuu would disgust him? Everything was so confusing.

'Tomioka...' 'You can call me Giyuu. Of course, if you don't mind'

'It's okay, Giyuu.', whatever the answer mattered, there was no reason to have doubts anymore.

Obanai felt calm and this time, he did not deny him the hug, he felt so calm and he liked how Giyuu caressed his head, it made him feel happy.

'Can I see a smile?'

'Don't be a hypocrite, you don't smile either'

'And when they tickle me?'

Oh, right, well, he wasn't going to deny that he's enjoyed seeing him laugh many times, but that's not the point, why the hell did his mind wander so much when it came to him?

Giyuu looked at Kaburamaru as Obanai once again got into his thoughts, he clung to his cheek and rubbed his head against it, he seemed to understand what he wanted, just, he hoped that Obanai wouldn't mind.

'Forgive me for what I will do'

'Huh? E-ehehehe...'

'Are your cheeks ticklish?', yes, but he didn't have to know that.

Giyuu chuckled and gently nibbled on his cheeks, becoming even more captivated when a light blush formed on Obanai's cheeks and he began to laugh.

Unconsciously, his hands moved down to his lower back and he used just one finger to swipe it, smiling when the smaller one arched his back and tried to swat his hand away.

'Whahahat a-ahaHAre you dohohoihihing?!'

'I wanted a smile, wow, first your cheeks are ticklish and now your lower back is too. Can you be even cuter? I guess there's only one way to find out...'

'Hu-huh?! Stohohop thihihis! Tohomiohokahaha! Pleheahasehehe!'

#demon slayer tickling #demon slayer tickle #ler!giyuu #lee!iguro #obagiyuu #giyuu x obanai #obanai x giyu

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subbyboysgalore · 2 months ago

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you r my new fav blog hai

and can i rq anything with vil (twst) and nagi (i7) i don't have any ideas so anything is fine :3

aaaaa thank u !! if I'm your favourite, then pls rq more it makes me very happy

also anon i think you may have a type.

type: hcs

general sub! hcs for rokuya nagi (idolish7) and vil (twisted wonderland)

🔞🔞

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- nagi has two sub sides.

- at first, he's more confident, flirty, and very mannered? it sounds like he has everything under control.

- he'll flirt, praising you with elaborate, rich words.

- compliments, smooth, deliberate touches, and soft kisses.

- maybe you'll be the one getting flustered.

- but!! you both agreed you'd be the one in charge tonight.

- seems like he forgot that?

- at one point he gets a bit carried away and almost climbs on top of you, and bam.

- you push him down, flipping the dynamic and for once, he looks surprised.

- nagi's blond hair flops around, and his wide blue eyes are complimented by the growing pink blush.

- something else is growing fast down there

- he's quiet for once, but not for long when you kiss and bite at his neck. it's soft and smooth, fitting for a prince like him.

- he easily marks, so you don't have to out that much effort into bruising his perfect skin.

- before, he was louder, flirtier and confident, but now he's more breathy, more whiny and welcoming to whatever you want to do to him.

- the flirting doesn't really stop though.

- it's changed, it's more like.. uncontrollable praise, gentle begging for more, more of you

- his mouth overflows about how pretty you are, how good he's feeling and how much more he wants.

- shut him up yourself, poor nagi can't do it himself.

-get creative with how you can shut him him though <33

VIL

- another prettyboy who'll give you praises!!

- the difference is that vil wants to be praised back more than nagi

- he preens like a peacock when you praise him in bed.

- he also looks regal, to the point where no matter how much you wreck him, he'll still look majestic.

- hair messy, and skin all red and marked? (if he'll let you do that in the first place)

-he still looks utterly beautiful.

- speaking of that, he loves, LOVES being tied up, especially if it's with one of those fancy ribbons with beautiful colors. He'd love it if you tied him up shibari style.

- when you first dom him, he tries to order you around.

- completely defeating the point but still.

- he quickly learns how it's actually going to go, with you positioning him in whatever pose you want and doing with him as you want

- was it a mistake to agree to be tied up? no. but was he getting a bit too horny too fast? yes.

- take pictures of him (for your eyes only) while he's tied up and flushed with a gorgeous shade of pink.

- tease him. tease him so so much.

#x reader #idolish7 #twisted wonderland #nagi rokuya #rokuya nagi #rokuya nagi x reader #nagi rokuya x reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #sub character #sub character x reader #god im so sleepy rn #sorry vil isnt very long #idk much about him

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devilmen-collector · 1 year ago

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Hello, i read your drabble with the kings when they catch you watching Super Sentai. Now Can I request how about them(the kings+Minhyeok(optional)) catch you watching animals documentary LOL

Thank you💙

Of course LOL

*Sir David Attenborough's voice narrating in the background*

Kings + Minhyeok catch Reader watching animal documentary 🐘

Satan

(What could be better than watching animal documentary, especially one about wild cats, while having a cat's sunny fur smell in the background. It adds to the immersion /hj)

At first, you were too absorbed in the documentary to realize the cat sunny fur smell in the air wasn't something you imagined from watching animal documentary too much.

However, when the scene of two animal fighting over mate/territory was shown, you could hear a small laugh beside, half pleasant half snickering.

"Satan!!!!" You shouted.

"As I thought, you always watch interesting thing, Y/N."

Now you were left puzzled with what Satan found interesting in an animal documentary. Was it because the animals were beautiful and majestic? No that couldn't be it. Or was it because since animals always follow their instinct, they are similar to devils in a way, because devils are honest with themselves and their desires. Oh great, now all you brain wants to think about is sex.

Damnit, Satan!

Mammon

You didn't hear Mammon coming, when you realized that he was in the room with you, you were already being moved. The King of Greed set you sitting on his lap, leaning you on his firm chest.

"Isn't this more comfortable, Master?" He said, making you flustered and more focused on him than on the documentary.

"Master, if you love these animals so much, I could catch them and bring them to you so you could admire them more closely." You heard Greed said and immediately reacted and gave him a lecture on how that would affect negatively on the wild animals, to which Mammon agreed and said:

"Ah yes, those animals are best not imprisoned inside a cage, just like how certain treasures shine most when they are free."

Leviathan

Each time Leviathan heard the world "great", "noble", "majestic", "beautiful", etc that the narrator used to describe the animal and saw you focusing on the screen, he scowled. Is he not greater, more noble, more majestic and more beautiful than those wild beasts? So Y/N, you should look at him instead of those animals.

"Hang."

Beelzebub

"Oh those animals look delicious." The King of Gluttony put his chin on your head as he commented, half-jokingly.

"Bell, no eating these animals, okay? This species is at risk of being extinct."

"Really? But there are hundreds of them..."

"Bell!!!"

"Alright, alright, I got it, no eating them if you say so." Bell said and winked.

Minhyeok

"Finally, you are watching something else beside porn, Y/N."

"Hey, it's not like porns are all I watch." You protested as Minhyeok laughed. Nevertheless, he decided to sit down and watch the documentary with you, which made you remember the wonderful childhood you two shared before the death of your parents. You couldn't help but being grateful of Minhyeok for being with you all the way, through all the ups and downs of your life.

I hope you like it 💙

#what in hell is bad #whb #whb drabble #whb satan #whb mammon #whb leviathan #whb beelzebub #whb minhyeok #whb headcanons

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dabiscarpet · 9 months ago

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Smell you, scent you

fox! Natsuya x f! reader 🦊

A collab for into the omegaverse by the beautiful @goxjo (divider cr. to my lovely aki too)

Warnings: tw: sexual themes, blood, violence, human hybrids, p in v, unprotected, creampie, a lil bit of mean Natsuya (but not a lot), crying reader

word count: 3.1k

⚠️ mdni!!! ⚠️

You can feel it, breathing almost on the back of your neck. You keep walking nonetheless, head up and tall, headphones in, but music lowered to the min, one hand in your pocket holding your phone, the other gripping hard the strap of the pretty pink purse your boyfriend gifted you month.

One block... Two blocks... Three blocks... Six.... Eight... Ten...a left and then another left, and another one... Still right behind you, hiding in the shadows, sun setting already and darkness becoming more predominant.

You try and keep your breathing steady. 1...2....3... Exhale. And again. You already lost track of the time. Where were you even going in the first place? Oh right, your boyfriend's house.

You were going to surprise him after a whole week of being completely absorbed by uni finals. He had reluctantly agreed to leaving you alone. You two loved each other so much, you were obsessed even with spending time together, so you had to take the very painful decision to ask him some time alone while you finished your semester. Now everything was over, and you couldn't think of anything else you but him once again.... Except for this moment, wondering if you'll even see him again at this point.

Gulping hard, some sort of sharpness was pressing around your neck, and a hairy hand was dragging you with extreme force into the alleyway. Before realizing it, you were pinned against the wall, bag long forgotten in the harsh pavement, scratching it, just like the wolf-like creature in front of your was scratching behind your ear.

"don't scream and it won't hurt as much" he leaned in to breath your scent, deep. You felt absolute disgust creeping through your every pore, but you laid immobilized, unable to fully understand how you got yourself into this.

Evoking your best memories with your boyfriend, his deep, rich caramel eyes is all you could see when you closed your eyes, prepared for the worst....

....

But it never came.

You heard an immediate thud and opened your eyes widely, a flash of brown and the strongest scent of cinnamon and spice the first things you noticed, the smell soon turning bitter and stronger.

The wolf-like man was thrown to the other side of the alley, and your boyfriend's imposing figure adorned by his majestic tail, now in a fighting stance, over the man. It took very little effort for your boyfriend to knock the other guy out, but his anger wouldn't go down.

He breathed strongly, almost as if it was hard for him, pupils dilated and full of fury, ears on top of his head thrown back, and his knuckles full for blood, a bit had already splashed onto his face. This made you finally react and reach out for him, trying to call out his name.

"NATSU"

He stopped, ears perked up again, fist still in the air while he turned around to look you in the eyes. He quickly dropped the dude, left to his own fate in that cold cement floor, and jumped to hug you, wrapping you in his warm body, kissing endlessly the top of your head, wonderful tail shielding both of you from distancing. Then, in his arms, now safe, you finally break down in tears.

"Natsu... I don't know what was that... was so scared, terrified!!" You managed to let thru whimpers and cries, your body now shaking and Natsuya hugging you tighter.

"I'm so sorry my love, I was not faster" he sounded deeply regretful. "I hope that bastard didn't do anything to you, or I'll finish him right now-"

"No please stop, just please.... Stay with me" and you cling to his maroon shirt, tears staining down the front of it and wrinkling it between your fingers.

"I promise my love, I am really really sorry, this is all my fault" you didn't have the energy to fight him, to tell him he did nothing wrong, you just kept saying no, no, no constantly.

"I promise to never ever leave you alone. Absolutely not even one second" and he meant it.

"Come on, let's get you out of here. I'm sure this bastard must have some friends around" you just nodded and picked up your bag, hiding in your big boyfriend's shadow all the way back to his apartment.

All the way back to his apartment, Natsuya not only held your hand or your arm, his whole complexion was somehow around you. His arm around your shoulders, keeping you as close as possible, pretty ears standing up to identidy any sound, and his scent... oH GOD HIS SCENT

It wafted all around you too, like a invisible protective cloud, so powerfull it was almost making you dizzy, but his strong grip prevented you from fainting, weak legs being basically dragged by him. You felt it, still the bitterness overpowering the sweet in his usual smell. Natsu was angry, probably more than you had ever seen.

The image of him beating up the other guy flooding your mind again. You looked at his knuckles and stains of blood still remained there, and shyly peeked up to see fresh blood still on his face.

And that somehow turned you on. The twisted thought of violence, of him being so masculine, so strong, so overpowering that could easily break you with a hand, but instead he used that strenght to protect you... It was wicked, you know it, but a very small part in the back of your brain wished you had not stopped him so quick and just enjoy the sight a little bit more-

"What´s on your mind?" Wow you had not realized how many blocks away you were, how far you had gone to hide. Just now you see his apartment almost at the end of the street.

"...Noth-"

"Don´t lie to me"

"..." You took a deep breath, and as soon as you were in front of his door, you confessed. Natsu would always know if you lied anyway. "I kinda wish... to see you angry more..."

He swung the door open and pushed you inside with a little more force than necessary. In the dark, his expression was unreadable, but his tail wrapped around you and the still tight grip on your wrist giving the message.

"Well... as twisted as that sounds.... you can enjoy a little more" Natsu dragged you to the living room and only turned on the small lamp next to the couch. "I am angry right now, still furious... and partly because of you"

You were so shocked by his answer that you could not reply. Your mind started rushing, trying to figure out how and why would he want to take it out on you. Your sweet sweet Natsuya.

"Because you forced me to stay away so long, and I respected it because I love you-" He pulled you as close as possible, face coming down to your neck, breathing in fully "My scent has almost vanished from you completely. I do not like that at all"

You did not even have the time to feel relief, because his mouth attacked your neck with kisses and bites. Purse falling to the floor, you just opened up to him, using the hand that was still free from his grip to grab his soft hair, touch his soft years, and pull him closer. The intensity was as that of a feral animal, you could feel it, his primal instincts taking over quickly.

Soon, the victim was your mouth. His lips overpowered yours, just as you wanted, for Natsu to take complete control over you. You let his tongue to lick all inside you, your teeth to clash, for him to spit in your mouth, and literally bite your lips, the lower one until it started bleeding, and he licked it all.

Natsu was unusually rough, and you could be more excited, already dripping just from the thought. He pushed you against the couch, and started ripping off your clothes, examining every corner of your body to check that you were totally ok, while marking you all over, wherever his lips could reach. His smell of cinnamon and spice already imprinted all around the room, all over your clothes, your hair, your skin... but it was still not enough for him.

"I am gonna make sure to scent you so hard, from the inside out princess" He grabbed your face again as he said thosw words, kissing you deeply again. You reached out to swipe the blood from his face with your thumb, but he quickly pushed you down to your knees. "Lets start with your thoat and face beautiful" His smile was blinding, almost wicked looking.

You do not remember when he took off his pants, but now you were face to face with his clothed dick, underwear completely soaked.

"Don´t you dare tease me, I am warning you"

"Yes Natsu" You just innocently looked up as you ripped off the underwear, he was already standing tall and proud, dripping, red, needy.

You wasted no time to lick him up and down, savouring the unusual bitterness that stemmed from his mood. Licking up and down, he felt bigger than ever, not sure if it was because of how long it felt since you had touched him, or if it was truly like that. Long, thick, pretty just like everything about him is. His tail falling behinf him in relaxation as soon as you started sucking him, his expression softening as he let out a strangled sound.

While having him in your mouth, you needely grabbed onto one of his strong, big thighs, while the other tried to push up his shirt. He quickly understood, removing it in a swift motion and discarding it somewhere in the darkness. Natsu grabbed your hair in a ponytail after you started slurping and playing with your teeth aroun him, your hand now gripping hard and then soft at his base, playing with him.

"You are playing with fire, and you know it" He managed to let out, already sounding breathless. You just smiled, dripping spit and precum from the corners of your mouth, innocent eyes looking up again as you continued your vicious cycle, he was just so addicting- and something inside him unleashead at this.

The hold on your hair quickly became painful, and you lost control of your movements. He took the lead and started pushing in you mouth with more energy, making you gag quickly and slurp and drooleven more. His ears were thrown back and his brown tail stood up again, as he relentlessly pushed into your mouth. Natsuya was a man on a mission.

You just let it happen, the wicked thoughts completely taking over your brain, actually enjoying his more feral and violent side. You did not care he was hurting you scalp and irritating the back of your throat, you were just happy that his all was with you.

Harder, faster, deeper... If he was being this rough with your mouth, you could not wait until it was your pussy, dripping onto the floor right now. Natsu usually lasted long, but today it was obvious it was not going to be that way. His breathing was ragged, short, his movements impossible faster, close close.... You just did your best recieving everything he gave you, sucking in to make it even more addicting for him, already fallen into a trance of in, out, in, out, IN-

Hot, very hot, white cum painted the back of your throat, and more and more ropes kept coming out, mouth already overfilled, so he pulled out and continued in your face, splashes of milky white painted your features, and Natsuya thought he had never seen something more beautiful. You beamed at him, watching his pretty pointy ears twitching in the afterglow pleasure.

Natsuya made sure to empty himself, and kneeled down, face to face with you. He grabbed your neck and kissed you slowly, deeply once again, tasting himself in you, the thought of nastiness already turning him on again, standing hard and tall quickly. Your hand drifted down to stimulate him once again, and he bit your lip, making it bleed again.

"Gosh you're really trying to make it up to me, don't you?"

"... I'm sorry, this wouldn't have happened if I didn't ask you to stay away love..."

Natsuya's face softened, his worried nature coming back to him at this, but were enjoying his animalistic side too much to let it drop so quickly, so you squeezed down on him once again, making him grunt, darkness returning to his caramel eyes, now looking chocolate.

Natsuya stood up and dragged you up with him by the arms, inhuman force making you weak on the knees. He turned you around and you supported yourself on the back of the couch, hand digging the fabric. He wasted not a single second.

"You're right princess. This was all because of your disobedience" he played along, as he noticed how much turned on you were with his roughness.

Pussy dripping, clear liquid going down your legs like never before. Natsuya kneeled right behind to smell in deeply, which made you red in the face, but he just spread your legs more and gave a long lick, from front to back, dizzy in your natural scent.

"I can't wait, get ready" and he didn't even finish his words, as his hard member was already making it's way inside of you.

The strain was almost unbearable, Natsuya was too big, too much, he felt too hot and fat, but the juices flowing from your inside only made it easier for him to keep going in. A few tears quickly formed on your eyes and fell, but your not sure if because of the pain or the relief you were feeling at least.

He wasted no time in getting to move, each stroke making him go in a little bit more and more, soon pressing all the spots inside of your pussy, his tip abusing your cervix. He felt no remorse as the tears kept falling from your face, because the sounds leaving your mouth and the squelch of your pussy sucking him back in told him another story.

His pace was absolutely animalistic, his tail firm and tense from the concentration, just like his ears, grunts and growls leaving his throat as his natural scent boosted even more with his sweat. In, out, Natsu kept penetrating deeply, hard and fast, the couch already moving form it's position.

"aaaaaaah natsuuuuu" you looked back at him, drool falling from the corner of your mouth, and your face still covered in his cum. "i- i can't-"

"what- is- it- that- you- can't?" Each word punctuated by a hit to your cervix, and now his hand was hovering over your clit. He gave slight touches here and there, but he still wanted to see you cry some more.

"I -... I need it-" he slapped your clit, and your pussy clenched hard ".aaaaahh touch me pleaseeeee"

He decided to give to you, and your delicious pussy already had him drunk in the pleasure, he just wanted to come inside you again and again and again, and didn't care for anything else. The hand over your clit finally made full contact, and he started rubbing it slowly but pressing hard, and you didn't need much more to crumble.

With a loud "fuuuuuuckk" you came all around him, squelch getting even louder as juices overflowed your insides, you hole pressing more around him, suffocating his dick. His tail instinctively wrapped around your waist when he pulled your upper body to his, to kiss your neck and back as you were still enjoying the stimulation. His strokes never stopped, nor faltered in rhythm.

Your shaky hand reached back and up, soon finding his ears on top of his head. You rubbed on them as you knew he loved, he always melted in your touch with that, because you felt his intensity growing even more.

"I really hope you're not tired yet, because I'm not done with you until you're full of my cum, stuffed to the point it overflows, fucked out so bad you can't leave my side for days, and each day you ask me for more and more..." He kept whispering dirty things in your ear as he came closer once again "I'm gonna make sure my scent sticks to you, becomes one with you, making it clear to the whole world that you belong to me, princess"

The overestimation already feeling too good, but too much, you kept crying out in pleasure while tightening around him, you already felt another orgasm incoming "aaaaaaah natsuuuuu I'm closeeee but... Haaaaah .... You have .... Have to first" you were decided to give it to him before you came again

For Natsuya, you felt absolutely angelic, heaven on earth, as your soft insides welcomed him since the very beginning. The beautiful sound it made, the sweet juices covering his whole lower body at this point... You didn't know it, but it was equally important for him to smell of you, to have it impregnated on his skin.

His member felt like it was about to explode, his hips faltering and falling out of rhythm, but still at a speed no human could ever. He had you lifted from the waist, meeting his strokes midway. His eyes were closed, but he opened them once again to see his cum on your face had dripped down your chest and-

"SHIT-" Natsu stopped suddenly, blurred vision as he held you tight against his skin. His tail tensed completely around you two, and his ears because stiff, and he emptied all the pent up frustration in ropes of milky white cum, that soon we're dripping down your legs. At the feeling of complete fullness, you had also cummed again, swollled lip between your lips as you wrapped you arm back around his neck and he breathed hard.

More and more kept coming out, painting all the inside of your walls white, marking you, scenting you from the inside out.

You remained still for a few minutes, trying to recover your breath. Natsuya was kissing the back of your head and neck, never letting his dick free from your pussy. You tried turning your head sideways, and he immediately reached down to kiss you, this time softly.

"I love you Natsu, I'm so sorry this is really all my fault-"

"Stop" the command in his voice making you bite your tongue "I'm sorry for all the mean things I said... It's my fault after all... But I will keep my word, and I'll make sure my scent never leaves you, ever again"

"Really? And how can you do that?"

"By fucking it into you every day ;)"

#kirishima natsuya #natsuya kirishima #natsuya x reader #free!#free! the final stroke #free! x reader #natsuya smut #mdni

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zumbieve · 2 months ago

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More isekai’d shadow au ideas yippee!!!

This is mostly for @hugsandchaos

Because of you, my Isekai’d shadow au lives on, soldier ✊🏼

Let’s just pretend that somehow shadow still has his doom powers, although they’re not as painful as they were whenever he used them because black doom is dead, it just feels uncomfortable in a way.

Boom Amy would ADORE the doom wings, she’ll be the one to call him “angel of darkness” and the name just spreads around.

She likes the doom morph a lot because it looks like a squid, and im obsessed with marine life Amy.

Doom surf is her absolute favourite, and shadow lets her surf with him, it was the best day of her life.

Sticks thinks the powers are so cool but it also freaks her out.

The wings are cool, just keep the squid thing away from her she hates it.

She doesn’t like the surfing thing too, she doesn’t know if it’s alive or not and it scares her, modern shadow doesn’t help with him saying that he’s able to hear it talk in his head sometimes (it doesn’t he’s just messing with her).

Boom Sonic will go batshit insane, like this guy is already majestic and cool he doesn’t need more!! And don’t get him started on doom morph, how can the ultimate Lifeform be so cool and cute?? That’s unfair.

He asked shadow if he can fly with him and tried to pass it off as a joke, but to his surprise shadow just gave him an amused smile and agreed to it.

And SURFING POWERS?? Hello?? How he wishes to have that!

Boom tails will ask shadow if he’s ok with little harmless tests and they’ll stop whenever he says so, shadow humours him because he trusts him.

Boom knuckles thinks it’s so cool and is sad that he won’t grow wings or become a squid like modern shadow.

Ik i didn’t touch on the boom shadow and modern shadow dynamic, mostly because i couldn’t think of anything for them.

But now that im thinking about it, i feel like modern shadow would feel pity for boom shadow.

The way i see it is because shadow had a support system to help him grow and be better, and (that’s my own hc) as far as he’s aware boom shadow doesn’t have that, he wants to try and let boom shadow see the world the way modern shadow and maria see it. But he can’t do that if his boom counterpart keeps trying to kill him whenever he sees him on sight.

The boom team doesn’t help with that too, they think that boom shadow is a lost cause because he refuses to join their team. and he tried to destroy the world.

But modern shadow almost blew up the whole planet because of what he thought was Maria’s wish, it feels unfair to him that his counterpart doesn’t get a chance like he did, but he also understands where they’re coming from.

He just wishes boom shadow will be able to see the beauty of the world the way his beloved sister taught him.

Modern shadow isn’t a fan of touching, but he’s also touch starved, he only allows boom amy (because she’s amy and he doesn’t mind her touching his shoulders or her hugs because he knows she’s just affectionate like that) and boom sonic (because boyfriend privileges)

Because of how serious modern shadow is and the fact that he has a poker face, modern shadow will joke around and lets them try to figure out whether he’s serious or not.

Modern shadow’s love language is acts of service (any shadow really tbh) so whether boom team sonic asks of him or not he will do something for them or lend a hand.

Modern shadow likes to include boom sonic into his 20 steps skin routine, and despite boom sonic complaining he enjoys doing them with modern shadow.

Modboom sonadow like to always race in their dates, if a date doesn’t begin or end with a race to the destination it’s a failed date.

Modern shadow fell first and boom sonic fell harder. And modern shadow confessed first with boom sonic asking him on a date first.

Modern shadow speaks highly and fondly of Omega and Rouge, yet whenever boom team sonic say something that insinuates that they’re his friends, he immediately denies it.

Out of pocket hc that was brought from the 3rd sonic movie, shadow likes to play the guitar because maria loves it :D

He never showed boom team sonic until they had their 5th hangout camping trip that he decided to play a guitar version of Live and Learn. :)

Boom sonic has never felt smitten in his life up to this moment. (Yes this is a Boom sonic is smitten for Modern shadow acc what do you expect?)

Boom knuckles wanted to play the guitar like modern shadow, and mod shadow was happy to teach him how because he gets to share something important to him and maria with other people he trusts.

Modern shadow and Sticks have sleepover nights where they shit talk the government and plot how to destroy them from the inside out, no I don’t make the rules that’s their friendship to me.

Modern shadow likes stargazing. Like, A Lot. And if he wants any of Boom Team Sonic (or any of mainline characters) to stargaze with he will grab someone, preferably Boom sonic or Amy, it doesn’t matter if they’re about to go to sleep or busy doing something else. Stars are more important.

Abit of a warning here, this is where i completely self project onto my favourite sonic character, you can change my headcanon into something else you like if you don’t like it.

Shadow knows Arabic (Because i said so) and whenever modern shadow speaks in Arabic Boom Sonic loses his shit cuz omg that was so attractive.

Boom Amy gets a new hyperfixation in the form of a language because of modern shadow and is eager to learn it with his help.

Modern shadow would say a curse in Arabic and someone would ask him what it means, he’ll lie and say it means a compliment like “you’re beautiful “ or “you look good” and then the episode will proceed to air without any problem.

Modern shadow’s chao is called “ Layl” لِيل and it means Night in Arabic, im not as creative it was either that or Najm نَجم which is Star in Arabic.

Boom Sonic calls the chao Darky to piss off modern shadow, but when he’s with her alone he calls her little night.

Sometimes modern shadow would go days without sleep,food,or even breathing, and it scares boom team sonic quite often.

When modern shadow first appeared in the boom universe, some mobian mistook him for his counterpart and told him to follow them for an important meeting he has to go to, shadow had no idea who that mobian was and why they were wearing a ring leader outfit from a circus or something that Rouge showed him once, but he needed to know where he is and that is the closest he’ll probably get with a direction.

So he followed them and that’s where he found himself in a “Villain” meeting with Eggman of all people and some weird group of individuals who call themselves as such. He’s sure their shoddy ways of Villainy will bring shame to Black Doom and his stupid army, not like he cares really.

Anyway he left :D

Modern shadow skating on ice, and trying to teach Boom Team sonic how to skate like him, he never smiled big as he did in that moment.

Alright ig that’s all for now! :D

I tried to think of hcs I didn’t already use in my previous post and i still think i probably reused some old ones without knowing idk, either way. It was fun writing this and thinking of scenarios of these silly characters.

Again if anyone wanna add anything plz tag me in! It’ll brings me so much joy seeing them!

And in case youre new here and wanna see more of my isekai’d shadow au here’s a link so you don’t have to go through my posts that you won’t probably care about :)

#zumbie talk #isekai’d shadow au #im back baby #sonic the hegehog #sonic #shadow generations #black arms (?) shadow #shadow the hedegehog #doom wings #doom morph #shadow #modern!shadow #modboom sonadow my beloved #shadow chao #dark chao #arabic shadow hc strikes again

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skipper1331 · 2 years ago

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Wide Awake// Alessia Russo

it was late at night, early in the morning, the neighborhood seemed to be asleep but not you. You were wide awake, lying in bed with your lover who had her arm protectively around your torso. she could only sleep when she had you near, preferably when she could touch or hold you and usually you would always fall asleep in her embrace but not today. You didn‘t know why. The night was beautiful, quiet; peacefully yet you didn‘t find rest.

After hours of trying to fall asleep, tossing and turning, you decided to go to the ensuite balcony to look at the stars. "Amore?" a groggy voice asked "why are you up?" her arms found their way around your waist, her hands resting on your stomach, hugging you from behind. Alessia loved to touch you. She would always find a way to touch you somehow. "I can‘t sleep" you whispered, leaning your head on her shoulder looking at the sky. "Do you ever think about us?" your fingers started to play with hers. You didn't mean the question in a negative way, but in a thoughtful one. Lessi and you have been a couple for many years and sometimes your younger self was afraid that she would fall out of love with you but she never did. As a teenager you shared your concerns with her, told her about your fears which she immediately shut down. Since then Alessia showed you every day how much she loved you, that she couldn‘t spend a day without you. "I always think about you" she kissed your neck before she continued "i miss you so much when you‘re not around me and even when you’re next to me you‘re always on my mind." she pressed more kisses to your neck while you melted in her grasp.

While Alessias love language was touch yours was Words of Affirmation. Lessi knew that. "You make me the happiest girl in the world by just looking at me. I love you so much, baby" a final kiss was pressed to your neck. You turned in Alessias embrace, your arms around her neck while she held you close. "I love you too" one of the softest kisses was shared between the two of you. "but that‘s not what i meant. Do you ever think about us as a couple?"

"I do" her fingers stroked your cheek. "I often think about our first kiss" her eyes lit up like the stars just thinking about it. "I was so nervous"

"May I take you on a date? like a real one" Alessia asked you one day after school as she walked you home. Things weren‘t official (you hadn’t kissed each other, only ever held hands and hugged) but both of you knew there was never going to be somebody else. But you hadn‘t had the guts to ask her. So it was up to her. Your stomach went crazy, your lips cruved into the biggest smile and your whole body was on fire "i would love to" was your reply.

The rest of the way to your house was quiet, the only thing you could hear was nature.

After you unlocked the door you turned to the blonde. She looked beautiful, the sun rays let her glow; she looked majestic. "Friday? I‘ll pick you at six?"

"It‘s a date" you agreed/ joked.

Friday came fast. Faster than you expected. The whole week you‘ve been nervous about the date (Lessi as well).

When the doorbell rang your older brother opened. "Hey" Alessia greeted him. Your brother knew the Italian of course, she was often at your house or ate dinner with your family. "Y/n" he shouted "your girl is here" Alessia blushed a deep crimson red. "Stop it" you chipped in as you greeted her. The both of you wore casual clothes, nothing special yet you two thought long about your choice of outfit. "I got you this " the blonde gave you a single rose.

You didn‘t like flower bouquets, you thought they‘re too expensive while they didn‘t last long. And it‘s sad to throw them away, but a single rose? you can see that the other person has thought about it and it’s a nice little gesture. you could see that Alessia thought about it because she knew what you liked and disliked. "Thank you" your stared love struck at Alessia, still in awe about the flower. "Go! I want the house to myself" you brother pushed you out the door "have her home at 10" was the last thing you heard as he shut the door.

The date was amazing. Alessia was the sweetest and treated you like a princess (she always did). Being young and in love was hard but not for you. It was easy for Alessia to like you and eventually love you. It all felt natural. It was nothing to rush or overstep, it came the way it did. But for tonight Alessia had a goal in mind. She wanted to kiss you. She wanted to share her very first kiss with you and it should be as well your first kiss in your upcoming relationship. Quarter to ten Alessia brought you home. She couldn‘t have you late, not when she wanted to take you out at least once a week. Too early is on time, on time is too late, she thought. "I had a great time, thank you Lessi" her eyes lit up at your confession. Since planing the date she was afraid that you wouldn‘t like something or wouldn‘t enjoy it at all so she was relieved when you told her the opposite. Seeing her smile increased the urge to press her a kiss to her cheek. So you did. Slowly you lent forwards, one of your hands resting on her the side of her face while your lips touched her cheek so softly. You felt Alessia tense up and melt at the same time. You loved that you had such an effect on her. Maybe you should do that more often. Now was her chance. All evening she wanted to kiss you. As you pulled your lips away, her arms went around your waist. Your bodies were touching and Alessia couldn‘t keep her gaze off of your lips. She wanted to feel them, wanted to know what they taste like. (Spoiler: for her they tasted like heaven). It was like in the movies. As Alessia lent down, stopping inches before your lips touched. it was you who made the final move to close the distance. Everything seemed to fade away. Your lips fitted perfectly. It was a kiss so soft that people could only imagine. A kiss that was the start of an endless line of kisses. A kiss that was a new beginning.

"That kiss knocked me out, babygirl" she giggled. Playfully, you smacked her chest, giggling along with her "do you ever think about us?" she asked you the same question in return. "I do. I think about our future" you started, Alessia tensed "together". When the word was added she calmed down. "I think about how our wedding would look like" you admitted sheepishly.

"How would it look like?"

"That‘s for me to know and for you to find out" winking at her, you grabbed her hand and pulled into the bedroom "let‘s go to bed. I‘m tired" you laid down next to your lover, curling into her side as you feel her arms around you again. Soon enough you were sound asleep while it was Alessias turn now to be wide awake. Your comment about a wedding winded her up. How would her perfect wedding would look like? How would you combine your ideas? But in all honesty Alessia was just happy that you said that you would marry her. Even if you hadn‘t said it exactly, you still admitted it. Her fingers combed through your hair as your snores filled the room. "I promise you, one day you‘ll be my wife" you curled more into her. You hadn‘t heard her but in a magical way you felt it despite sleeping.

It was a promise, she would definitely keep.

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Pairing: Wolfstar x Reader Word Count: 7.6 K Warnings: none Prompt: A dangerous night approaches as you and Lily go out to find the ingredients for your Potions project. This IS a wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it.

Chapter 10: Black Dog

September 24, 1976 - Friday 11:00 pm

As you walked outside of the portrait and onto the halls you realised how much lonelier the school looked like at night. Of course, you’d been out at night on your first night, back then you’d been hanging out with Remus and James and Peter, but right now, being just you and Lily, it all felt bigger, darker. So you decided to fill the emptiness with a conversation.

“So…. You and James?” You said with a raised eyebrow.

“There is no me and James,” Lily replied.

“Aw, come on.” You nudged her again “You can trust me.”

She drew in a deep breath “It’s just that… James Potter is– he’s infuriating!” She told you. “With all his pranks and charm and his constant flirting and–“

“–and you liked it when you kissed him, didn’t you?” You asked, she instantly turned red, you smiled “and there’s nothing wrong with that. Who knows? You may discover other things about James, things that make you forgive those you dislike.”

She frowned, genuinely thinking about it “Well, I guess objectively… I mean… He’s pretty good-looking.”

You agreed “and he’s funny as well. And… best part–” you made a dramatic pause “–he’s madly in love with you.”

She shook her head in disbelief, with a smile plastered on her face anyway. But then she decided to turn things around “What about you and Sirius?”

You snapped your head towards her “What’s with me and Sirius?”

“Well, after that summer he met you he was all mopy for months. He told me a lot of things about you, you couldn’t even get him to shut up. And then he started going out with girls and dumping them shortly after. I think he was trying to get his mind off you,” she said “and… I don’t know, he said you were the one to kiss him first, which is why assumed you liked him.”

“I did.”

“Did?”

You sighed “It’s hard not to fall for Sirius Black,” you said, “he’s exceptionally charming, not to mention beautiful.”

Lily shrugged “If you like the prince-y type.”

“Well,” you said with a frown “I am weak like that, can’t help but like beautiful people,” you said dramatically “And he’s so playful, and when he gets riled up, he looks adorable too, it’s fun to tease him.”

“So you still like him,” Lily replied, matter of factly.

“Well even if I did, last time I acted upon my feelings things didn’t end well. I was heartbroken, and I thought he had completely forgotten about me. All that’s in the past obviously, and I know he didn’t mean to ghost me, but I… It’s just that… It took time to get over him.”

Lily nodded, she knew just how complicated Sirius could be “Personally, I think if he likes you, and you like him, you should just start dating.”

You laughed at that “Look who’s talking.”

“I mean… You and Sirius would make a fantastic couple.”

“Yeah, you and Potter would make beautiful babies,” you retorted.

She lightly hit you with the back of her hand, “Enough boy talk.”

You laughed, it was so easy to see Lily’s newfound feeling for James, you just loved to tease her, she’d get red and flustered and she was adorable. And objectively speaking, as she had said herself, you really did think she and James would make a wonderful pair.

Fifteen minutes later you were already on the doors that lead outside. You looked up, the moon was already in the sky, looking majestic as ever, stars shining brightly. The wind was blowing your hair and robes, so you took a deep breath of the crisp night air and smiled

Hogwarts at night carried an even more magical air to it than it did in the mornings. You were walking behind Lily when you heard a distant howl that made you shiver, your hair flowing still, strong wind blowing towards the distant trees. “Did you hear that?” You asked her, walking closer, it was the same type of howl that haunted your dreams.

“Heard what?” Lily asked, playing dumb. She knew what it was, she had figured Remus was a werewolf a couple of years back, and she asked him about it when he seemed ready to tell her, they had a really nice conversation that day, it was probably around the time they became really close.

“The creepy howl?” You said with a frown, was it possible it was all in your head, maybe something about the book Nina gave you had permeated your head enough to cause mild hallucinations, maybe it was sleep deprivation. All though, you didn’t really feel like you were much sleep-deprived.

She shook her head, and you continued walking beside her. Once you were in the greenhouses you both grabbed some gardening tools and walked towards the fluxweed. You grabbed a small shovel and started to carefully dig around the roots, to avoid hurting them, while Lily gently pulled the plant from the top, and lit up the area with her wand. Eventually, you put on a pair of gloves and started digging with your own hands. You heard another howl, this one was sharper and not as deep as the first, it also sounded a lot closer.

“You surely heard that one, didn’t you?” You asked, a chill running through your spine, the hairs from your arm standing on end.

Lily couldn’t deny it, it had been very obvious, and if she did, you may start thinking you were crazy yourself. So she did the most logical thing she could, and lied. “Must be Fang, Hagrid’s dog.”

“A dog? So loud?” You asked.

“You should see him,” she replied, not wanting to get deeper into the lie.

You nodded and continued to pull the fluxweed together. “Who’s Hagrid, by the way?”

“Oh that’s right, we should probably introduce you to him. I guess you didn’t come on the boats like the first years. He’s the gamekeeper, you’d like him.”

You finally managed to dig out all the roots, Lily grabbed the plant and carefully placed it on a satchel she’d brought. You then went for the second plant. A couple of minutes later you were done. And the two of you smiled satisfied, walking towards the closet and leaving all the tools carefully in their place.

You heard another howl, the deeper one this time. The two howls could not possibly be from the same animal. But you realised you sounded paranoid, so you decided to drop the subject and avoid mentioning them anymore.

Once you were done the two of you started walking back to the common room, as you crossed the long stone hall that led you back to the castle you saw something move, it was back in the forbidden forest. You turned, trying to see what was happening better, but the wind was making your hair get in the way, you only managed to see 3 dark figures, running very, very fast through the edges of the forest. Those night vision glasses that you considered designing for your magical theory class, seemed like they would be awfully useful now, maybe you could make more than one of the things you’d thought of originally.

Lily looked at you nervously, she could tell the boys were trying to keep Moony in check by the way some of the shadows pushed onto the others. Something was happening, and she knew it was best to get back to the common room as soon as possible. So she grabbed your arm lightly and pulled you from the window’s arch, “Come on, I’m kind of getting cold.”

“But Lily, didn’t you see those figures?” You asked her as you let her guide you towards the castle.

“It must be the centaurs from the forbidden forest,” she said, as casually as she could, picking up the peace regardless “Sometimes they come out of their hiding spots to talk to Hagrid.”

“Really?” You asked, not sounding too convinced.

“Yeah, totally,” Lily said, basically dragging you through the big doors.

Once inside the castle, the two of you walked back to the dorms. And after setting your fluxweed on a little string to dry, the two of you went to your respective beds.

That night the nightmares came again, you running from the wolf, the howls, the dark tunnel. It was even worse than before, it felt so real that when you woke up you were drenched in sweat. Your light cotton shirt felt soggy and gross. You took a deep breath and looked at the bright green clock on the wall, it was 4am but you sure as hell did not want to go back to sleep. So you went into your shared bathroom and cast a silencing spell, as not to wake the girls up.

You started running a hot bath for yourself. Perhaps that would help you relax from the nightmare. And you remembered you had a bath potion somewhere in your bags. Something that was meant to be relaxing, so you cast a footstep-silencing charm too and went out to get it. As you were rummaging through your bag Mary woke up, and saw you there, which made her frown “You ok love?” She whispered.

You nodded “Just having a hard time sleeping,” you whispered back. She didn’t seem convinced but decided to give you some space, she knew you’d ask for help should you need it.

Once you had your potion, you gave her a small smile and entered the bathroom again. The water was already halfway filling the tub and you lightly poured half of the potion on it, turning the bath water a light blue colour, it shimmered and smelled like the sea. You closed your eyes and delighted in the already calming smell. You played with the water and after a couple of minutes peeled off your sweat-drenched clothes and submerged in the tub. As you continued to toy with the water you felt your ring slip off. You fished for it lazily and set it near the sink. As you relaxed in the bath, you dozed off, waking up as some soft dawn rays hit your face directly from the small window. You woke up with a gasp, you had fallen asleep, but… there had been no nightmares. You wondered what time it was, you had to be ready for flying, so you got out as quickly as possible, unplugging the bath with a wave of your wand, not even bothering to check the time. Once outside you started putting on some thick clothes for the cold morning ahead.

Marlene had gone into the bathroom shortly after, and just as you grabbed your broom, she called for you “Hey, (Y/N)!” She said, “You forgot this.” She handed over your ring.

“Oh, thanks!” You said to her and smiled. Before waving goodbye and running out. By the time you were down at the common room, it was already 6:00. You always flew at 5:30 on Saturdays, so when you saw neither Sirius nor James, you assumed they had gone off without you so you walked outside.

“Good morning (Y/N)! Going alone today?” Asked the lady from the portrait.

You turned to her with a frown “Haven’t the boys left already?”

“Hmm…” she said “I’m not sure, I don’t think I’ve seen them since yesterday actually.”

“Yesterday?”

She nodded “Have you seen them, Charles?” She asked to another painting.

“Not at all,” said the tall wizard in the painting as he poured a bit of potion into a vase.

“Perhaps they’re out doing their pranks,” said the lady as you looked at her, still frowning.

“Yeah, probably,” you agreed, still frowning. You'd guess James would have told you he wasn’t going to fly this morning, maybe they forgot, or maybe their prank was so top secret he couldn’t. You waved the portraits goodbye and walked towards the courtyard with your broom in hand.

From there you took off and started flying around the castle until you saw a big black dog, lying near the entrance of the forbidden forest. You looked at it with concern, and flew towards it, hovering a few metres above. The dog looked dazed like it was fighting between consciousness and sleep. It had a light cut over his shoulder, and there was a lot of bIood surrounding him, but it didn’t look like his own. You took a deep breath, you had to help him. This dog may be Fang, Hagrid’s dog, the one Lily told you about yesterday, and you wouldn’t want anyone’s dog to be lying there unconscious, but you also knew you had to be cautious, The dog was so big it could easily bite your hand off.

So, after some quick thinking, you decided to slowly, and steadily land, a little far from the dog, you let your broom fall on the ground, as you carefully walked towards the creature. The dog itself was stunning, it had dark thick fur, and stunning light blue eyes. “Hey buddy,” you said, trying not to sound as nervous as you were. “I’m here to help all right, please don’t bite me.”

The dog seemed to look at you lazily for a second, fixing his gaze on your face, before letting his face fall to the ground again, tired. Well, he wasn’t going to bite you, that was good. You finally leaned in close enough to touch it, and you carefully placed your hand over his head. He was cold, very cold, he might have been lying there for a while. You quickly took off your sweater and placed it over him. It was the same thick sweater Sirius’ had altered the colour off weeks ago.

“You must have had a pretty rough night, eh?” You told him softly, digging on the ground lightly in front of his snout, doing it slowly, so as not to scare him “aguamenti,” you said, filling the little hole you dug with water for the dog to drink “Where you the one howling so desperately?” You said, as you grabbed a handkerchief from your pocket and dipped it in some water to clean his wound. The dog flinched as you placed the cloth on his open gush, but it didn’t become aggressive.

You didn’t know much about caring for hurt animals, but you remembered reading somewhere that calendula was good for open wounds and decided to test your luck “Accio Calendula?” a small plant with orange flowers came flying towards your face, you managed to catch it with your hands and quickly started pulling the petals from the small flowers. You then used some nearby rocks to grind the petals, adding a bit of water to turn the mixture into a paste. There wasn’t much of it, but you figured it would be enough. “All right Fang,” you said “This may or may not hurt like hell. Please don’t bite my face off if it does, m’kay?”

After taking a deep breath you grabbed the paste with your finger and placed it right over the dog’s wound. The dog growled, protesting, but did not attempt to move away from you. Once you were done, you wiped the stickiness of your fingers on the grass. And the dog nudged your hand, softly moving his head beneath it. Did he want you to pet him?

You complied, running your fingers through his head, scratching near his ear carefully, he seemed at ease. At some point the dog placed his entire head over your lap, enjoying the way your hands ran up and down his fur. When he looked better, you nudged him slightly “Don’t you think we should go to your owner? I’m sure Hagrid’s worried about his dog missing.” Instead of standing excitedly at the mention of his owner, the dog sank deeper into your lap, nudging you with his head, so you didn’t stop petting him. “All right, big boy,” you said, “I suppose we can stay here a bit longer.”

As you lay in the grass with the dog, you started feeling your stomach rumble. It must already be breakfast time, you thought, and then wondered if the dog was feeling the same way “Aren’t you hungry?” You asked him, as if he could understand. And the dog, the bIoody dog, nodded! You were shocked, it must have been a coincidence, or maybe Hagrid’s dog was magical somehow. “Well then buddy, I’ll go get the two of us something to eat all right. I’ll be quick, I promise.” You said, carefully standing up and running towards your broom.

Once you landed back at the courtyard you ran towards the kitchen and you bumped into James, who looked dishevelled and tired “Sorry!” You said as you saw him “You ok?” You asked with a frown “I… kind of expected to see you in the morning.”

James nodded “Sorry about that, we had a long night.” He told you, and shook his nose a little “Were you with Sirius?”

You shrugged at the question, “No, I… haven't seen him since yesterday,” you answered honestly, but James could smell Sirius on you. “I guessed you’d be with him.”

“Yeah,” he said with a nod “We were together, but… uh– we lost him at some point, I was hoping he’d gotten back to the common room.”

“Was the prank successful at least?” You asked kindly.

James looked at you with a frown and raised his eyebrows when he realised what was going on, you thought they’d been out planning a prank, so he nodded “We… had some mishaps.”

“I’m really sorry to hear that,” you said, placing an understanding hand on his shoulders “Anyway…” the sense of urgency was strong, and you had to go back to check on the dog “I’ve got to run, I’m trying to bring some food for Fang, he was badly hurt, I found him while flying.”

“Fang?” James asked with a frown.

You nodded, already a few metres away from him “Hagrid’s dog!” You clarified, running towards the kitchens.

“Hagrid’s dog?!”

“Big black dog, stunning specimen, a little threatening from afar?” You said last.

“Oh… Fang… right.” James said. So, you had been with Sirius after all, you just didn’t know it.

Once you got to the kitchens you spotted Nimbletwist and you politely asked her for something with meat on it. She nodded and quickly wrapped some food up for you.

“Thank you,” you said kindly “You’ve always been willing to help me.”

“It’s ma’ pleasure to help ye’ Master (Y/N),” she said with a smile, as she handed it over.

Once you held it secure, you ran towards the courtyard again, grabbing onto your broom, which you’d left lying on a corner there, you took off and quickly flew towards the place you’d found Fang, but he was gone. You walked around the place in which you’d found him, even walking a few steps inside the forest, but the dog was nowhere to be seen. Assuming he’d been feeling better, you took a deep breath and flew back to the castle.

You walked towards your room and changed into your uniform quickly. Sliding on Remus’ thick sweater to keep you warm, since you were almost shivering from flying so fast, and Fang had kept your sweater.

Once you were downstairs you found almost everyone already having breakfast. Sirius was sitting next to James, hair messy and looking as worn out as his friend. They really must have had a wild night, you thought. Peter was there too, he didn’t look as tired as the boys, but he did look mortified, and a little exhausted, like he’d been running all night, it made you wonder what kind of prank they had been planning to all look so depleted.

You finished eating as fast as you could, since you knew you had Apparition in like 15 minutes and Professor Dumbledore did not like it when people were late. Especially since it was the only class he taught. It was barely your second class, so it was all theory, inside the castle. Everyone in your friend group had taken the class, knowing full well how useful it could be, so you all walked together to the classroom that you unfortunately shared with Slytherins.

As you walked in, and class started you leaned towards Peter, “Where’s Remus?” You asked him.

“He’s not feeling good, he was hurt last night,” he whispered back, “he decided to skip the class, he’s at the infirmary.”

You looked at Peter surprised, he said it with such ease, like it was something that happened all the time, which was actually true, even if last night had been harder on the boys. But you, having met Remus for only a couple of weeks, did not expect him to just get randomly hurt and skip classes, especially since you’d seen how much he cared about them. Even you had skipped a class or two, and he’d been the one to pass you the notes. So you decided you’d return the favour, copying the majority of what Dumbledore was explaining in class, as neatly and orderly as you could.

After Apparition, you had four hours of care for magical creatures. You spent the first half of the class learning all about the nifflers before being taken into a room full of them. Professor Kettleburn had asked the MCZ (Magical Creatures Zoo) to borrow them for a month, and the students would be in charge of their care; naturally, everyone was fascinated with them. As you played with one of them, you started drawing him, letting another one play with your left hand. The scoundrel was carefully working his way to remove your ring when you noticed.

“Hey little guy!” You reprimanded “Not that, here…” You took out a golden coin from your purse, “take this one instead.” The little niffler seemed pretty satisfied. Once you were done you went to the kitchens for the second time in the day and asked Nimbletwist if she could get you some chocolate. She nodded, and a few minutes later showed up with 10 bars. You laughed at the excess but thanked her before placing them in the pockets of your robe. They might be useful later on, anyway.

As you ran through the halls you spotted Alexander Wood, and stopped, you had been hoping to find him. “Hey Alex!” You told him with a smile. “Mind helping me duplicate my notes real quick?” You asked him kindly.

He nodded “I can teach you the spell if you want to, I’ve got the book right now in fact…”

You smiled “I’d love that… but- I’m sort of on my way to see my friend, he didn’t go to classes because he was feeling bad and… I wanted to help him with my notes since he always lends me his.”

Alex nodded and walked with you “Then I won’t take much more of your time,” he said as you handed over your papers and he duplicated them with ease “By the way, will you come to Hogsmeade tonight? I heard Marlene and Holden are coming.”

“I… probably,” you told him with a smile “I’ll see you then, maybe?”

He nodded in response, and you waved goodbye to him “Thank you for the papers!”

“My pleasure,” he said before continuing his path.

That’s when you walked towards the infirmary, knocking on the door quietly in case anyone was sleeping. Madam Pomfrey was there “Is there something wrong darling?” She asked you with concern.

You shook your head “Can I uh… I’m actually here to see a friend.”

“Remus?” You nodded, and she let you in. “Poor boy, I gave him a drought for pain, he won’t stay awake for much longer, so you better hurry.”

“Thank you,” you said with a smile and walked towards the area she had pointed out. When you opened the curtain you were shocked. Remus was shirtless, his entire chest bandaged as if he had a massive gash underneath it, “Rem?” You asked worried “What the hell happened last night? The boys already look like shit, but you look like you’ve been run over by a truck.”

“(Y/N)? Is… is that you?” He asked, distraught.

You nodded and sat down beside him “Of course silly! I Brought you some chocolate.” You said pulling out a bar, and opening it up for him “Have you eaten anything? Do you want me to get you something to eat?”

He shook his head, he was more sleep than awake, but he grabbed the chocolate bar and munched on it “Why are you here?” He asked.

You were taken aback by that, “because I’m your friend? Peter said you were feeling bad, I’m actually surprised the boys aren’t here too.”

“Last night was… they must be feeling pretty bad too.”

“They looked rough,” you agreed, and leaned in closer to him, trying to identify how bad his wound was. He looked paler than normal, like he had lost a lot of bIood. “Rem… are you sure you’re ok?”

“I heal fast,” he said as he gave another bite of his chocolate “and Madam Pomfrey knows how to take care of me too.”

You leaned in on the bed, letting your arms fall next to his and resting your head on top of them. He flinched when your silver ring brushed over his skin, but you had quickly accommodated it closer to your face than his arm. Remus was already close to falling asleep “I brought you my notes, so you don’t miss any of what we did today,” you said “Apparition was just theory but, we also got to meet some nifflers.”

“Did you?”

“Yeah, baby nifflers,” you said with a smile “They’re adorable.”

“Bet.”

“You know…” you said, tracing circles around your own arm with your fingers, “I had a rough night last night too.” Remus hummed in response, “Not like you, not at all… but… I had the worst nightmare I’ve had in my life, it was so vivid I didn’t want to go back to bed.”

“‘m sorry,” he mumbled. You made a gesture to move away from the bed and back into your chair but he placed a hand over your arm “Don’t… you smell nice.”

You chuckled at that “I must smell of sweat and wet dog,” you said “I found Hagrid’s dog outside, and helped him, he looked like he too had had a pretty bad night. He had a gash on his shoulder and I was running around between the kitchens and the dog, freezing since I gave it my sweater,” Remus looked at you with worry, what if Moony had hurt Fang? “He’s very pretty, isn't he?”

“Fang?” He asked with a frown, incredulity dripping from his tone. He certainly wouldn’t use pretty to describe the dog.

“Yeah, so big and those bright blue eyes,” you said “I’ve never seen a prettier dog in my life.”

Sirius. You hadn’t helped Fang, you’d helped Sirius. Remus wondered what on earth had made you assume Sirius was Fang. He wondered too if Sirius had heard you call him Fang when you helped him, he would definitely tease him about it when he was feeling better.

“You smell nice anyway,” he said. You smelled like Sirius, and you smelled like you at the same time. Remus might not know why he felt that way, but he knew one thing for certain: he didn’t want you to pull away, he could smell that mixture of scents for the rest of his life and he’d be at peace. Maybe it was a wolf thing, he didn’t care, he was also so drunk on painkillers that he wasn’t at all thinking properly.

At some point he placed his fingers over your head and started playing with your hair, you delighted in the feeling of his fingers running over your scalp. You were glad you’d found such an amazing friend in him, so caring and compassionate. He was hurt so bad, and yet, he’d decided to comfort you as much as you comforted him. With Remus’ fingers running through your scalp, you dozed off again. When you woke up, it was already dark outside, and your stomach was rumbling, you hadn’t properly eaten at all that day. Madam Pomfrey was looking at you from the curtains with a smile.

“You make him feel at ease,” She told you, “He rarely stays long with me nowadays,” she said with a bit of longing in her voice. You frowned, was it common for him to go to the infirmary? “All right love,” Madam Pomfrey said with a soft smile “I’ll take care of him, off you go.”

You looked at her and nodded, finally standing up and walking towards the exit “Actually…” you said turning towards her “Is– Is there anything I can take to prevent nightmares?”

She bit her lip and nodded “It depends on the type of nightmares you’ve got, but I can give you an anxiety-reducing potion… do you think that could help?”

You shrugged, you didn’t think the nightmares were anxiety-induced but you nodded “I’d like that.”

“If it doesn’t get better, just come back to me love, I’m sure we can figure something out together.”

You nodded at her with a smile, thanking her as she handed you the small vial. It was the same droplet vial that Remus and you used on your fireworms. Shit, the fireworms! Remus had asked you to feed the fireworms, you thought as you ran out towards the passages, speeding through the dark as fast as you could. If you were too late, they could literally explode, you had to be there on time. When you reached the little nook where you’d left them you finally relaxed. They were both fine, so you took out some food from your pockets and left it on their makeshift feeding plate.

Thankfully Remus had asked you to feed them since yesterday. You might have forgotten about it all together with the hectic day you had.

Hold up, Remus had asked you to feed them yesterday. Almost as if he’d known he’d be feeling bad the next morning, but how was that possible? Was he expecting something to go wrong while he was planning the prank? Then why would he go ahead with it anyway? Or maybe he was just thinking ahead, taking into consideration how complicated the prank was, and decided to make sure the fireworms would be all right. Yeah, that made a lot more sense.

Remus was clever, he knew the prank was dangerous and decided to have a contingency plan. That was the most plausible explanation. And as the Occam’s Razor principle would say, the explanation that requires the least assumptions is usually correct. Remus was not some kind of divination master, he was just really good at thinking ahead. There was a reason he was a Prefect after all. The teachers probably knew how forehanded he was, and that’s how he’d gotten the little badge.

Once you’d settled your thoughts, you walked back to the common room. Passing by the kitchens for the third time that day to get yourself a decent snack. Nimbletwist was more than thrilled to see you and asked you about your day as you asked her about hers. You told her all about the crazy day you’d had and she made sure to prepare you the biggest sandwich you’d seen in your entire life.

“Ye must nourish yourself properly if ye be wishin’ to carry on with yer castle adventures master (Y/N).”

“I wouldn’t call them adventures, maybe mishaps,” you said with a smile but Nibletwist shook her head.

"Me's been keepin' me eyes on ya," she squeaked, her voice full of concern. "Since the day ya arrived 'ere, ya was wearin' sadness on yer face, lookin' all tired and such. But now, oh me goodness, there's a gleam of mischief in yer peepers! Ya's all brimmin' with excitement, even if ya be wearin' the exhaustion on ya. No doubts 'bout it, ya's livin' through a grand adventure, ya is!" She said finally, handing you over your massive sandwich.

You smiled at her “Thank you, Nimbletwist,” you told her with a smile. And she waved goodbye to you before disappearing. You stood there, maybe she was right, you were genuinely happy about being in Hogwarts, it was fun, and you’d made so many amazing friends already. So you smiled to yourself as you walked towards the common room. Greeting the lady of the portrait as you went inside.

James was sitting on the single couch, “Hey (Y/N)!” He greeted “Didn’t you go to Hogsmeade?”

You gasped, suddenly remembering Alex had told you a lot of your friends were actually going earlier that day. You looked at the clock, It was already 7:00 pm, they were all probably on their way back. Since they had to be at the castle before 9.

“I… totally forgot about it,” You said plopping out in the double coach next to Sirius.

“She was with Remus,” Sirius said simply.

“Yeah I…” you agreed, but then snapped your head towards your friend “How do you know?”

You smelled like medicinal herbs, chocolate and werewolf. A little of himself too, ever so faintly at this point. But Sirius couldn’t give you that as an answer, so he made something up quickly “Peter said he told you Remus was feeling bad.”

You nodded “I guess yesterday’s prank didn’t go as planned.”

“Certainly not,” James replied, rolling his shoulders back, as if he was trying to ease some tension on them.

“Pitty,” you said, finally leaning towards the table to grab a slice of your sandwich. “I was excited to see what kind of prank you made. I’ve heard a lot about your pranks, and the rain on the first day was fun.”

“Thanks!” Said James proudly “It was actually my idea.”

“But I perfected the spell,” added Sirius.

“Moony helped you a lot…”

“Naturally, he’s brilliant!”

“Do you boys want some of my sandwich?” You offered “I wanted something to eat, but after telling Nimbletwist I had skipped almost all of my meals she gave me this monstrosity.”

Sirius shook his head, but James nodded, leaning in to grab the half you’d left on the cloth. “Why didn’t you go to the great hall instead?”

“It was dark outside, I thought it was already like 9 or something, I accidentally took a nap when I was with Rem, lost track of time,” you said before giving a bite of your sandwich.

“You went to visit him, and napped?” Sirius teased with a raised eyebrow.

You finished munching on it quickly. “Well, technically we both fell asleep, he was pretty dumbed out with painkiller draughts.”

“Do you mind?” Sirius asked, after letting his head fall over your lap and placing his boots over the armrest. You gave him a look, eyebrows raised.

“You always ask after you’ve done it.”

He shrugged “It’s just to be polite, I’m sure you don’t,” he said, giving you that utterly charming grin of his. I really am weak to beauty, you thought as you stared at Sirius’ sprawled hair over your lap, lashes thick as he looked at you with his smug little expression.

You shook your head lightly and rolled your eyes. James, from his side, was too focused on the sandwich to notice the way Sirius and you were staring at each other. “Dude,” he said as he finished his first bite. “That elf loves you, this sandwich is killer!”

You nodded in agreement, “It’s really good, right? I think she’s really nice. Our house elf isn’t nearly as nice.”

“And you never met Kreacher,” Sirius said “He hates me with all his guts.”

James nodded, he’d visited Sirius in his house once, after the second year break, and Kreacher was definitely something. “He’s awful! Thankfully Sirius won’t have to live with him again.”

“Is he leaving?” You asked casually.

“No. I did.” Sirius responded. Your eyes widened, jaw dropping at the same time.

“You left home?”

“He moved in with me,” said James with a smug smile.

You smiled brightly “That’s amazing!” You said “I mean… I’m glad you’re finally free of your parents.”

Sirius chuckled lightly at your excitement. Only people that’d met his parents had a similar one, “I’m happy I got rid of them too, unfortunately now, I have to deal with this bloke,” he joked, pointing at James.

“Shut up Pads, you love me!” Replied James while he shot a small cushion towards Sirius’ legs since his face was still on your lap, and he didn’t want to throw your sandwich.

They both laughed, and you were delighted by the soft sounds. James, Sirius, Remus and Peter, really had the kind of friendship you could only dream of.

You took another bite of your sandwich and remembered you still had chocolate in your pockets, so you took it out and hovered it over Sirius’ face “Want some?” You asked.

He nodded and motioned to grab for it, but you pulled it up slightly, out of his grasp, just to tease him “Hey!” He complained.

“What?” You asked, playing dumb.

He narrowed his eyes at you and went to grab for it again. You pulled it just the same “What are you playing?”

“Me? Nothing, you’ve got slippery fingers.”

“Slippery fingers my ass,” he said. He went to grab for it again and you pulled it upwards one last time “Come on (Y/N)! I’m not a dog!” He said.

James straight up laughed at that, and you looked at him with a smile “See? Even your best friends think you’re like a Puppy!” You laughed for a bit, and then opened the chocolate, holding a small block to his mouth, he took a bite from it, looking rather displeased “Good boy!” You praised, causing James to burst into a fit of laughter, Sirius almost choked on the piece he was eating.

“Hold up!” You said in a completely serious tone, and looked at James preoccupied, who somehow managed to stop his laughs to pay attention “Aren’t dogs supposed to be… allergic to chocolate?”

James looked at you with surprise, breaking quickly into a smile and even more laughs, you were absolutely hilarious, it was as if you had a hidden talent to tease Sirius. And you didn’t even actually know he was a dog, you just teased him about it because of the nickname you’d given him years ago. Sirius on the other hand, took the chance to pull the chocolate bar off your hands and started munching on it while looking at you with apprehension, half expecting you to take it from him again, but you didn’t.

“Want some?” You asked as you pulled out another bar and waved it in the air for James to see, he nodded, and you threw it at him.

“Ah, so James can have the chocolate without any teasing then?” Sirius asked, a little miffed.

You shrugged “James doesn’t lay on my lap without asking for permission like others.”

“Yeah well, James’s stuck up!”

You laughed “Look who’s talking!”

Sirius took that as a personal challenge, running his tongue through his cheeks before asking “Are you by any chance… ticklish?”

Your smile was gone in an instant, you looked at him with worry “No.” You said in a warning tone.

Sirius’ smile grew bigger “Sure? I just thought I’d show you how stuck up I am.”

“Not funny Sirius,” you said “James?!” You added looking at your friend pleadingly, you were aware once something was set on Sirius’ mind, there was no way of stopping him.

James just raised his hands up in surrender. The motherfucker wouldn’t intervene. “James,” you pleaded again, as Sirius’ grin grew.

“You’ve been teasing him all night,” James said with a shrug “I’m afraid I cannot intercede for you.”

You looked at him with despair before you felt Sirius tickling hands on the tender side of your stomach, a burst of laughter erupted from your lips. You were extremely ticklish. “Sirius,” you pleaded in between laughter “please!” His smile widened in response to your begging, his eyes cherishing the sight of your laughter. You looked lovely like that. Another peal of laughter escaped, your breath quickening as the tickling persisted. Sirius shifted sitting up from your lap to gain better access, he was standing even closer to you than before “Sirius!” You exclaimed once more, laughing still, you were sure tears were running down your cheeks already.

When he didn’t stop you tried grabbing onto his hand and tickling him, but you barely managed to graze him before he quickly grabbed onto your arm with one of his hands to hold you still. You tried to use your other arm, but it was useless, Sirius was stronger. You wouldn’t get out of it with strength. So as you continued laughing you started trying to find another way and quickly realised he had one leg bent on the sofa and the other he was using for support, so you extended your leg and used the back of your shin to bend his knee over, pushing him back at the same time. But Sirius was still grabbing onto you so he ended up pulling you along, the two of you ended up on the floor. James looked up from the book he’d grabbed and when he figured everyone was fine he went back to it. Not bothering to give a second glance, Sirius could have his fun.

You used your arm to pull yourself up, grazing over Sirius’ shoulder, causing him to wince, but you assumed that had been from the fall. You stared at him catching your breath for a second, Sirius looked so pretty with his hair sprawled out over the floor that it took all your will not to kiss him right there and then, but you managed and rolled to the side, pushing the centre table slightly as you did.

“Truce!” You exhaled. “Please Sirius I need to– I need to breathe.”

Sirius turned to you for a second, a smug smile on his face, how was it possible that you were even prettier than when he met you? Shaking his thoughts, he looked up again, noticing for the first time the starry night on the ceiling and seeing the shooting star close to his constellation. He wondered when those stars had appeared. He was also breathing heavily when he said “Take back what you said about me being stuck up!”

You laughed incredulously “You’re right Sirius, you’re not stuck up,” you said as you stood up “You’re just a little pretentious,” you smiled, before running off to your room.

Sirius had tried to stand up to catch you, but the roughness of last night had taken a toll on him, his arm still hurt when he finally laid back on the couch.

“When are you planning to admit to yourself that you like her?” James asked, still looking at the book.

Sirius sighed, closing his eyes “I know I do. But I doubt she likes me still.”

“That’s a lot of crap.”

Sirius shook his head with a smile, deciding to change the subject “How’re you feeling? I’m pretty sure Moons was hard to push around when I was knocked out.”

“A little sore,” James replied, allowing Sirius to change the subject, for today. “I had to gore him, there was a lot of bIood and he woke up with a huge gush. Peter and I had to drag him back before Madam Pomfrey arrived. You?”

“Just a small cut, he clawed at me accidentally. Any idea why he was so aggressive?”

James shook his head “We asked him, he had no clue, just a vague idea of having the urge to run to the greenhouses.”

“The greenhouses? Is that where he was trying to go?” James nodded, even if Sirius wasn’t looking. “It was rough, hopefully next full moon won’t be as harsh.”

“Yeah, we wouldn’t want (Y/N) to find Fang hurt again.”

“Ughhh…” Sirius complained, “You know about that?”

“At first I thought you’d snogged her,” James replied “She stank off you.”

“I don’t stink!”

“Off-topic. We have a more important question: Why the hell did she assume you were Fang?”

Sirius shrugged, “She just called me that when she found me.”

“We must be more careful, she may end up connecting the dots, especially since she gave us the animagus recipe.”

Sirius incorporated quickly, snapping his head to James “You said you’d found them in the restricted section!”

“Oh right…. In September that year I received a letter, it wasn’t signed but I connected the dots when she was back here and mentioned you’d never replied to any of her letters. Anyway, it was from her, she sent the parchment.”

“So you’re saying I could’ve contacted her through you, all these years?”

James seemed to think about it “I suppose it would’ve been possible… but to be honest, I just assumed it had been Regulus.”

“Reg?” Sirius asked with a frown.

James nodded “You didn’t talk to him at all that summer, he wrote me several times, asking me to put him in contact with you, to give you notes or something, you always rejected anything that came from him, so I assumed he just didn’t want it to be evident he’d be the one to get it, so you’d actually take it.”

Sirius sighed loudly, Reg and him had taken very different paths, and Reg had stopped trying to contact him “What a miserable family.”

James gave his friend a pitying look, thankfully Sirius would not have to go back to them. He was free now. Free to do whatever he wanted for the rest of his life, “You’re with us now, we’re your family.”

Sirius smiled, James was right, you, The Marauders, Lily, and the rest of his friends, they were his family.

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