#i would read/watch the shit out of thia

[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

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Pairing- Lo'ak x Aunt!reader

Summary- Lo'ak lost a very important scroll only to have it catch onto a vicious creatures claw and into the forest and he finds help from someone unexpected.

A/N- ngl i watched Encanto with my nephew and Bruno and Mirabels relationship is what made thia fic come to life.

Na'vi Translations: Palulukan- thantor, Nantang- viperwolf, tinan mo- reading space, yayo- bird, Ma 'ite- my daughter

Lo'ak fucked up.

He majority and royally fucked up.

All because of a stupid bet.

"Lo'ak you are the biggest pussy I have ever met." Spider laughed and Lo'ak huffed at his jokes, for what seemed like forever, nineteen minutes, Lo'ak talked about how he could totally get an scroll and no one would do anything about it. "I bet if your dad was right here you wouldn't even look or even think about the scrolls." Spider let out a loud laugh before tapping his old friends shoulder just to be shrugged off. Lo'ak was thinking, thinking 'I'm not a pussy, I'll show this little shit head something." He stood up and now looked down at the human male. "I bet I could get the scroll take it all the way out to the forest and no one would even notice." Lo'ak betted and Spider stood on a rock now eye to eyes with him.

And just as he betted off his favorite weapon he stole the scroll, some scroll that talks of a really old and sacred ritual, some spiritual mumbo jumbo he could learn abut from his grandmother or mother. He walked deep into the trees of Pandora's jungle, hopping from tree branch to tree branch he sees a grass opening and his hand softened with the grip it had in the scroll and then he sees a palulukan was lying down for a nap in the sun getting up and looking around. And then Lo'aks attention turns to a yell that was a little too familiar. "Lo'ak that was one of the most important scrolls Spider told us because we need it!!!" Neytiri screamed as she search from above on her ikran. And as he went to turn he lost his footing, dropping the scroll to catch a branch. His eyes widen as it landed right on top of the palulukans head and it went on as if nothing farther into the forest.

He found himself searching through the forest for a scroll on top of one of the most deadliest predators. He had never been this deep in the forest, he didn't know what was surrounding him, if something was watching him, but there was no way he was going home without that scroll. As he walked farther he was snatched from the middle of the foret to behind a tree hand over his mouth.

"Shut up."

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He watched as you held your hand over his mouth and how you watched a pack of nantang stalk past you and then when they pasted and three more minutes you pushed him forward. You look at him and then turn away walking deeper into the forest. He quickly followed you never losing your trail. You stop and turn around annoyed from his presence. "Go home kid." You tell him. "I j-just wanted to say thank you for saving me back their." He thanked you and waited for your response but all you did was continue to walk.

He trailed behind you.

"I said go home."

"I need, I just need some kind of directions." Lo'ak spoke and you turned around to him. "With." You ask. If all honesty he intrigued you and by his five fingers he had people of the sky blood running through his veins. "Well I lost a scroll an ancient one and it kind of fell from my hand." You face fell serious as you stared at him rolling your eyes as you continued to walk. "What?" He yelled running up towards you now jogging as your longer legs made wide strides. "It is your fault you lost the scroll you find it." You quickly responded ducking under a branch.

Lo'ak took a few head turns taking in the unventored parts of the jungle.

"Well it's not my fault I lost it." Lo'ak said before huffing as a branch flew towards his face only stopped by your bow. "Is that so?" You say and he rolls his eyes before ducking under the tree and heading to wherever you were taking him.

"I wouldn't have dropped it if my mother, Neytiri, didn't scream my name and lose my focus." The familiar names made you stop dead in your tracks. "Neytiri.." you whispered but not quiet enough apparently. "You know her?" He asked and you sigh before your eyes widen. "You are Neytiri's son." You say hand rubbing your eyes. "Yeah." He says. "Oh Eywa." You whisper. "What?" He asked and you shook your head and laughed. "Are you punishing me, Great Mother?" You yell to the sky. "Neytiri is my sister."

Lo'aks jaw fell slack, and eyes widened and then a smile cracked his lips. You huffed as you walked through the forest. The rest if the walk was quick as you were so lost in thought you couldn't talk.

Neytiri, your sister. Your older obnoxious teasing sister is a mother. Did she just have him or does she have more? Who is her mate? Is she happy? Content? Does she still think about you just as much as you did her.

You blinked the tears that were in your eyes away as you opened a makeshift curtain letting the kid into your home.

You walked in shortly after jim making sure no one else was lurking because you were paranoid like that.

Walking into your home you see the boy playing around with the claw of your lost ikran, Hafyon. All because if the war you lost your best friend, your soul brother. Slapping his hand away you take his claw and place it in a small drawer made of plants and tree bark.

He walks off to another dresser that was covered in books you documented in and you may or may not have swiped from the tinan mo before leaving. Picking amd book up a quickly getting disinterested , huffing out loudly and outting the book down a layer if dust coming up from the contact if harsh air, in your defense you haven't had much time to read.

"So you like my aunt or something?" He asked pointing at him and then you scrunching up eyebrows, these are some of the first eyebrows you've seen on a Na'vi. "Well I suppose, seeing as your mother is my sister." you said blatantly. " And you like have been living her for almost a decade no contact with anyone." He said and you seem almost offended you do have contact with people or atleast things.

"I have contact with the yayo." You say picking up a small bird that sat down eating the food you left for them. "This is Ra'zuk he is quite a cute bird isn't he." You say scratching his belly earning a chirp.

"Yeah totally." Lo'aks sarcasm was easily detected as you say the bird down and followed the boy to a living your type area, flopping down on a little recliner you made your legs were perched up and back finally relaxed after a day of scouting for any remote danger.

"Soooooo," Lo'ak dramatically said sitting on a very small chair that was small enough to probably be a side table to hold one singular lamp.

"hm." You responded. "Why have you been here and not living in the new hometree my father constructed with the clan, with your family, with us, my mother, and Grandmother Mo'at." You peaceful relaxation ended right there, opening your eyes you deadpanned looking at him. "Just go home and don't tell anyone this happened." You try to tell him but the stubborn boy wouldn't listen. "Just what happened?" He asked getting irritated with your lack of an answer.

It was quiet, an unsettling, off-putting, silence. The thing to break it was one last sigh that left your throat.

"I left because I was a problem." You said and he left his head, ears perched and eyes widened in intrest. "What do you mean problem."

"Well me and my sister, we both are talented warriors, but I have a tendency to find my way into a little bit more trouble than most." You explain. "And my mother, which makes her your grandmother didn't like that, and one day it was shortly after that demon from the sky JakeSully showed up. And I saved him and a group of others from a mini pack if viperwolves once, they really didn't know how to hunt." You laugh at that memory.

"Okay in with the story, one day a sky person blew up a lake sight, it was so beautiful, so many innocent creatures died all because they are greedy, but I knew what everyone was gonna think because I'm Y/N and I always mess things up." You say getting up to stop yourself from crying. "So I left." You finish.

Lo'ak knows what you feel like, its how he feels with Neteyam and he couldn't let you stay here plu he needed help finding the scroll. "How about you come home?" He suggested and you looked at him as if he had five heads. "You help me find the scroll and they'll see that 'oh she is more mature she'll be let back in'. He finished his sentence and now your head hurt and you wanted him out, wanted your quite, slightly creepy little jungle back.

"Y'know what I'll help you find that stupid scroll," you say and he gets visibly excited and you had to shut that down. "But," you say picking up your bow. "After that I'm going back to my home and you go back to yours." You tell him and he nods.

Heading back out of the little hut you make and easy knot to close the curtain.

"So you say it landed in palulukan hair?" You ask him picking some soil off the ground and rubbing it between your fingers. "Yes, and I know palulukan hair is so thick its almost impossible anything will fall out." Lo'ak said and you shook you head. "This way." You say pointing a little west. As you walked in silence as you hunted down the scroll Lo'ak began to notice large scars that lingered on your arm, legs, and there was one on the left side of your face.

"Where are these scars from?" He chippered, he wanted to make conversation. "A few nantangs, a few dinicthoids, and a few other animals I've had to fight to live." You reply and back to silence it was.

It was about 15 minutes back into the silence and you thought you should at least try and make conversation. "So, hows you life, you got siblings?" You ask. His head peaks up and he smiles halfheartedly. "Yeah I got an older brother, Neteyam total suck up always 'Yes sir' 'No sir' always thinks hes responsible for me so annoying." The way he talked about his brother reminded you of you and Neytiri in your youth.

"And then I have two sisters Kiri and Tuk, Kiri is adopted but that doesn't really matter she's my age and is training to be Tsahik after grandmother, and Tuk she's kinda just the perfect little sibling except she's always following me around."

Finishing his little introduction to his siblings you nodded. "I know I've been asking a lot of questions." He began and you breath in deep before getting ready to answer another one of questions.

"Why'd you stay so close? Why not leave?" He asked and you feet stilled stopping in the middle of the forest. "I love my family and I could never leave my family, but I guess the main reason I stayed was one day I hoped maybe I would go back, but thats just a dream anyways we're here." You say and you push a bush to the side showing a pile of rubble sitting in a what would be a clear opening to the woods.

He was the first one to step from behind the bush and then you making but not before making sure nothing followed you.

"Wow." He said looking at all the stuff that was just piled on top of everything. "This is were Ikeyni leaves all the stuff that gets caught in her hair." You tell him sticking your bow in a easy and accessible corner and get ready to look through all the trash. "Ikeyni?" He asked. "Oh well I've had to run from her so many times that I gave her a name." You say. " Come lets begin looking." You say hands making the first dent of the pile.

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-2 hours later-

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The sky was darker and you and Lo'ak reeked of molded fruit and sweat and still no scroll.

"Ugh its useless I guess I'm going to have to live in exile like you cause I refuse to face the wrath of my mother not to mention my father." Lo'ak said sitting down in a circle made by the rubble around. "I don't live in exile I live here on my own free will." You reply to him and he puts his hands up. You sit next to him and you breathed heavy from how much stuff you moved. You two sat in silence, nothing moved, nothing jumped out, nothing.

It was depressing that's what it was.

Lo'ak took a deep breath and looked around, and it almost missed his eye. A rolled up leaf, that had little creases showing that its been used by many, and it had the Omaticaya clan symbol on it. He crawl quickly to it and open it and it was just as he prayed to the great mother it was. "I found it!" He yelled in excitement and you ran to him taking the scroll from him before he got up and jumped in excitement.

He smiled up at you and you smiled at him before breathing out. " Come I will take you home." You say moving the bush for him once more. And just before you left you saw two glowing dark eyes looking at you, you smile before bowing you head to the palulukan. As she does.

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Lo'ak was all smiles as you walked him closer to hometree, he held a tight grip on scroll sure not to lose it this time.

Now you stood at least ten feet from the hometree and you and Lo'ak looked at each other. "Well let's go give them the scroll." He said pulling your arm and you retract it back. "Lo'ak I am not going." You say and he looks at you confused.

""You're the one who lost the scroll Lo'ak you should be the one who gives it to them." You say moving your hands around. He looks at you as if you made the lamest joke he's heard. "Your afraid Grandmother will see you." He said. "Yup, I- I mean yes yes." You say as you start to walk behind a tree only stopping when your first foot makes it behind a tree. "Hey Lo'ak when you give them back the scroll and everything is alright come visit?" You ask him and he smiles. "Aunt Y/N when I give them back the scroll I'm bringing you home." He said and you only smiled before disappearing into the jungles of Pandora.

He watched debating in dragging you back, you didn't deserve to leave so far yet so close from people who love you.

He sighed before walking into hometree.

And as Lo'ak walked to his home you walked to yours, he reminded you of well yourself at his age, full of ignorance only wanting to have fun and to be loved. And you wondered about your sister and her family, and then you thought of your mother. You never fot to tell her how much you appreciated her and lived her before you left. Pulled from your thoughts you heard a ikran screech your ears perched, and then your thoughts went to Lo'ak.

Seeing a stray pa'li, throwing your leg over it and connecting your cue you ride to the hometree.

"Lo'ak how could you be so reckless-" Jake said to Lo'ak as his family surronded them and he got cut off by the sound of horse hoofs stomping breaking his scolding.

Jumping off the horse you point towards them as you breath heavily, "Its not his fault." You yelled as Neytiri and Mo'at looked taken back. "He wanted me to help find the scroll and i was like 'go home kid and he was all 'no I'm gonna find the scroll-" cut off by the warm embrace of Mo'ats arms crashing into you.

You stumbled back before wrapping your arms around her. She stepped back before caressing your face. "Ma 'ite." It was one of the few times Mo'at smiled, truly smiled. You looked at your sister bashfully she had a hand over her mouth and eyes displayed no emotion. You sent her a sheepish smile before she reached out seeing if you were real and when yiu stayed she threw herself into tiur arms whispering about how if you ever leave again she'll skin you and how much she missed you.

"You guys have a aunt." Jame said stunned and Lo'ak nodded at his father before looking back at you. "We have an aunt."

[kedreeva]

Hello fucker im the anon losing my absolute marbles about godfuckingdamned stranger things

Not only are you apparently not going alone to hell and have fucking grabbed me and decided to take me along with you you fuck but i feel as though i was plucked out the 3 story window of my fucking flat and shoved inti the metaphorical backseat of the fucking zamboni machine heading straight for hells fiery gates WHILE I WAS MERELY TRYING TO WET MY NIN EXISTENT FLOWERS ON THE WINDOW SEAL

Having said that i can absolutely fucking tell that the characters themselves are holding the fucking thing together and it would work eith absolutely nonsensical plot SINCE I KNOW ALMOST NONE OF THE PLOT (UNFORTUNATELY I DO KNOW A BIT NOW SINCE IVE BEEN CONSUMING THE FUCKING FICS OF THIS FANDOM LIKE A MANIAC FOR THE PAST 2 DAYS) AND IM STILL LOSING MY SHIT OVER THEM

I have also fucking decided to start watching the fucking thing right fucking now even though im so fucking behind on several deadlines and assignments including a very important one thats due right thia fuckinh week and for which i have yet to write ANYTHING and which has to be about 80 fucking pages long by the end of it so yes i am truly having the fucking time of my life goddamn it i was gonna start watching the fucking thing literally last night but i fell fucking asleep at about 2am because of the all nighter i had pulled the previous night reading the fucking steddie fics and last night i fell asleep woth my fucking phone in my hand doing guess fucking what READING ON AO3 ONCE AGAIN

I literally only vaguely know how steve and eddie look and dustin a little bit and robin a little bit and thats IT but goddamn do i have strong feelings for like 9 characters i know fuckall about except for fanon

As for the goddamn fic that made me lose the last of my sanity it wasnt even a Proper h/c per se just had some h/c in it which was game enough for my tired ass to deem it a h/c fic in my exvaustion and insanity and i do NOT unfortunately remember the name of it but i do know that it was by a fellow whose usernmae is pukner which i somehow remember and it was about 40k long amd what fucking made me read it and LOSE it and i mean LOSE IT like fucking LOSE IT was that it had NONBINARY steve kedreeva it had fucking NONBINARY STEVE so yeah i truly have given uo all of my 2 drops of remaining sanity for the smallest possible little bit of serotonin i could possibly receive

KEDREEVA ITS GOTTEN SO FUCKING BAD I ENDED UP HAVING TO DITCH MY HANDMADE HANDPICKED SPOTIFY PLAYLIST FOR MY LAST FUCKING HYPERFIXATION EARLIER AND FUCKING LOOKING UP A STEDDIE PLAYLIST IM LOSING IT THAT BADLY

I blame you SO hard for everything you are literally never gonna stop hearing from me about this you shall deal with every single mental breakdown and Thought™ that i have because of stranger things from now on because youre the reason why im in this shitshow in the first place my fucking friends and acquaintances and EVERYONE both online AND IRL have been trying to get me to watch stranger things EVER SINCE IT FIRST CAME OUT and _THIS_ is what fucking does me in

Well, I found the fic in question, and a) there's more than one NB Steve written by this person and also they're on tumblr by the same name

and b) Hey....... anyone out there got some nonbinary steve harrington fics to rec? bonus if they're hurt/comfort fics apparently. If I'm going to be blamed, I'm gonna fuckin EARN IT :D Drop 'em in the replies or reblogs or askbox, happy to reblog tumblr links too.

c) heyyyy drop your Steddie playlists for anon let's make it worse as a FAMILY

[erikismybitch]

Part 1

Welcome home .

This city was called Nightland . A small place edging near the southern boot of the country. Humidity and fog conquered the air most seasons. The perfect place for the pale. Except for summer, the heat was unbearable in that time . She remembered everything so well, her name was Shanae. Born in Nightland to a creole mother and absent father.

Shanae, her name was French meaning “god is gracious “. Thia, her mother , named her this because the female ancestors before her all died during child birth . She survived, seeming to have broken one of the many curses placed upon her family . Thia was left with just an older sister, Toni, who stayed back in Nightland when Thia fled to another state . Just she and her precious Shanae. Both sisters tall, fair and beautiful. Shanae inherited all the beauty, and her brown skin from her father .

There was no turning back now . Shanaes lease was up and the plane ticket was a one way. The storage shipment was already paid in full. The company made sure to highlight the huge “no refunds “ policy on the receipt.

Now an adult, Shanae could hardly make ends meet in Washington DC. She didn’t finish college , and luckily landed an administrative position at a school . She figured she’d move back to Nightland and finish school there. Her aunt Toni died three months ago, leaving Shanae a small inheritance and her house. The money was enough for her to cover her bills for a while until she got things in order.

Most of her youth was spent here , summers always . Just the three of them in Toni’s big white House. There was a sun room where Shanae would indulge in her mother’s beignets and bacon. Her aunt Toni had the biggest bathroom in her room. The tub was so big that Shanae would put on goggles and pretend it was a pool. Her favorite part of the house was the wrap around porch. She would ride her pink bike in circles while her mom sat on the porch swing and watched her . Her dad was never in the picture , just in physical pictures that he left behind when he went to start his new family.

The summer of Shanae’s twelfth birthday, her mother went missing . By age thirteen she knew her mother was dead. Only death could keep her mother from her and it was the only explanation. All that was left to her mothers memory was a gold charmed bracelet . It never left Shanaes wrist .

This was only day one of this new life . The house was dusty , empty and cold from the fall weather . Shanae lit the bundle of sage and let the ambiance capture each room.

“I renounce all evil spirits, I renounce all evil spirits” she chanted over and over as she did her walk through . Once she reached Toni’s room she stopped . She kept a candled shrine with photos of all the ancestors to the right of her bed. Right in the center of the shrine was a big brown journal. A piece of paper was taped on the front .

“Shanae, prepare yourself “

It was written in Toni’s hand writing . She was no stranger to the journal . Her delicate fingers ran over the rough cover after she grabbed it. The book was somewhat of a family heirloom . The pages were filled generational sick remedies, stories of the past and most of all , theories of the supernatural. Yes, Shanae was a believer of the unknown . It’s how she was raised . Her aunt used to tell her stories about people in the town. And most of all to stay away from certain places .

“Don’t roam to where the cypress trees are too tall. All kinds of things lurk in the darkness , looking for special girls like you”

She thought about the things Toni spoke about . Her mother, not so much.

“Not everything is bad here , I like to give people chances” her mother would say .

“And that kind of talk is going to get Shanae in trouble one day!” Toni would argue with her sister . Shanae would usually fade into the distance and travel where her curiosity led her . She was much like her mother in that way. If Toni caught her near the tall trees or out in the darkness, she would spank her good . But still, it never stopped her .

Shanae glanced at the antique wall clock , it was broken so she found her phone . The evening time was approaching and she needed to find a store. Cleaning products were nonexistent , the fridge was empty and she needed bedding that didn’t belong to a dead woman . Her storage shipment wouldn’t arrive for two more days . She found a Walmart through google , then the keys to her aunts old powder blue thunderbird .

The Walmart was huge , and seemingly the mecca for this small town . It was packed like a party . She went inside and gathered a basketful of things she needed .

“Hey?” A voice spoke from the isle she was in, Shanae spotted a girl she once knew . “Remember me?” She asked.

“Oh my god, Daphne Ray!” Shanae said excitedly. Partly because she loved that southern people had two first names . She wished her mother would have given her a true name like that . The two girls embraced with a hug .

“What are you doing here , it’s been so long” Daphne’s southern accent was just as thick as she was.

“I moved back, my aunt left me her house so... I’m-here” Shanae stuttered, she hoped that Daphne wouldnt ask about her aunt... she didnt, everybody in town already knew. It was that small.

“Glad you’re back , think we can catch up ?” She asked , attempting to jump straight back into the friendship they shared years ago .

“Absolutely, just let me kno-“

“Girl, I’m off in fifteen minutes I can ride along with you “

Before Shanae could deny the eager request, Daphne ran off. Company wasn’t exactly what she wanted tonight , but it wouldn’t hurt to have someone to talk to . Friends had never really been Shanaes thing , she found comfort in her loneliness. Especially after her mother disappeared.

After Daphne rang her items up slowly , just to kill time , the two of them left together . It was a short drive back to “my aunts house” as Shanae kept saying . She still hadn’t gotten used to the fact that the house belonged to her now.

“I always liked to come here. This big ass house , big ass yard” Daphne admired the view from the drive way . The two of them got out of the car as she continued. “ My moms little apartment with six brothers , a sister , and three bedrooms” Daphne’s voice was filled with animosity. Shanae couldn’t figure out if it was towards her own mother or the fact that she didn’t grow up the way Shanae did . At least she still had a family .

“How are you?” Shanae asked , even with the significant shift in her life she still cared .

“Still living there “ she snapped quickly.

Shanaes mom and aunt forbid her from going to Daphne’s house as a kid. She always assumed it was because they were poor and lived in a bad neighborhood. She had no shame in admitting that her family was a bit stuck up . Little did Shanae know, she was forbidden with strong reason.

“Well, how’s John? “ Shanae wanted to shift the mood by asking about Daphne’s brother. She had six, but John was the only one that held significance .

“That’s funny you asked, he moved out a long time ago . I’m sure he’d be happy to hear you’re back “

John was her first teenage love, and the boy who took her virginity . Daphne told her that he hadn’t started a family yet and was probably waiting on her . Shanae laughed, she knew John had to be over her by now.

Her aunt Toni hated John so much.

“I see how he looks at you, stay away from his black ass!” Toni would always poke at his dark skin, fighting her own internal issues . His skin was the first thing that drew her niece to him. John was almost as dark as night, so was everyone in his family . Shanae thought he was so beautiful with his broad shoulders and ivory white smile . Unbeknownst to Toni , Shanae used to sneak out while he waited around the corner in his old pick-up truck . Like most companions in the south, he was much older than her. And to those of ignorance, they saw nothing wrong with it . John waited until she was sixteen to pursue her , he was just shy of twenty three. John took his time with her , molding her exactly the way he wanted . Especially when it came to sex, he taught her everything . How to ride him with confidence. The anatomy of his dick and what felt good to him. And most of all , never to fret when making eye contact .

“I’m sure he has better things to look forward to, rather than his ex-girlfriend from a long time ago “

“You’ll be surprised” Daphne assured her. Then she snuck a “can I stay over tonight?” Question in so swiftly , Shanae didn’t have time to contest . There were five rooms for her to choose from , but somehow she chose to sleep with Shanae like when they were children . She leased Daphne a pair of her aunts old pijamas, without telling her they were hers of course .

“You’re taking over your aunts old room, you don’t get creeped out ?” Daphne asked . They were in complete darkness , Shanae felt comfort in a dark room . Any source of light wouldn’t alow her to sleep at night .

“No, you know nothing scares me . If anything spirits protect us from the bad things” Shanae felt her friend shift from the other side of the king bed .

“Here you go with that spirit shit . You still into that stuff , huh ?”

“Yes, I’m still in to that stuff... it’s real Daphne “

She quieted down for a little while , just when Shanae thought she had found peace Daphne spoke again.

“Remember that book?”

“We used to read it and scare ourselves when we were little “ Shanae laughed and rose from the bed . She found the light then geared towards the shrine . She grabbed the brown journal her aunt left behind . Once Daphne saw what she was doing , her attention was at full .

“Wow, you still have it huh”

“Yes I still have it . And my children’s children will have it just so they can learn about spirits and shit” she mocked Daphnis words from earlier . She sat back on the bed , but this time she rested closely to Daphne. She opened the book to a random page . The eight letter word was written across the top of the withered page .

Vampires

“Absolutely not!” Daphne yelled as she read along with Shanae . She laughed at her reaction , folded the outer corner of the page and closed it .

“Let me read one small part!” She was excited , that part of the journal was yet to be discovered by her. She opened the book slowly , back to the same page .

“Just one sentence , I’m not having nightmares about vampires”

Shanae read a little bit of the passage before she spoke out loud . Something about the words cut her curiosity.

“We are the only few Marters that exist , vampires and others of darkness crave our blood because it is with the purest form”

“A Marter?” Shanae spoke out loud , more to herself than her friend . She had heard the term Marter before , she just couldn’t remember the context at the moment.

“Are you gonna read it ?” Daphne asked , she noticed the way she stalled .

“You’re right , I don’t wanna give you nightmares...” Shanae closed the book and let it rest on her night stand . They both traveled to their sides. Daphne’s mind filled with anger towards her early work shift tomorrow . Shanae on the other hand , went to sleep with unanswered questions.

[pjo-hoo-nextgen]

Thia’s Arrival

An Anon sent me this prompt from the list I posted!

Prompt: Please, just hold my hand.

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There was no way to prepare for parenthood when you didn’t have months to plan for it. Percy and Annabeth? No worries, they had time to prep. Nico and Will? Time to prep. Thalia and Reyna? About five seconds to figure out what the hell was happening.

“I am literally going to drop kick my father in the balls,” Thalia’s hands sparked with barely controlled anger. “What was he thinking? Oh yeah, he doesn’t think!”

“I still don’t understand...” Reyna frowned examining the note over and over again. She’d flipped it over, turned it upside down, and even folded it before opening it again. There was no additional information.

“Read it to me again,” Thalia pressed her lips into a thin line as she paced back and forth.

“Thalia, it’s come to my attention that you’ve recently been looking to add a member to the family. I took it upon myself to sort out all of the necessary details for you. Prometheus has crafted a child in your likeness as well as Reyna’s. I hope this helps make up for the tough childhood you had. If you wish, I would happily recommend naming the little girl-“ Reyna didn’t bother finishing the note before she crumpled it up and chucked it across the counter.

“All of the necessities? What does he think you need to take care of a baby? Just two people and that’s it? That food spontaneously exists along with diapers and a bed and pajamas and more?!” Reyna was certain Thalia would spontaneously combust at any moment. It wasn’t that Thalia was upset at the child, it wasn’t the kid’s fault, but she was contemplating the many ways she’d beat the crap out of her father.

“Honestly, I don’t even know what to do.” Reyna groaned resting her forehead against the countertop. “I’m so far from the motherly type it’s ridiculous. When Maria was born she cried the first time she saw me!”

“That was a little funny-“ Thalia snorted before seeing the death glare on her wife’s face, “but I have a plan. It’s just temporary.”

“Thalia, love of my life, the best friend I’ve ever had, I hate to tell you that most of your plans are complete shit.” Reyna arched a brow as if she expected Thalia to deny the claim.

“You may be right, but I have some experience. It’s not the best, but I did handle Jason.” Reyna could practically see the gears turning in Thalia’s head. “I can run over to CHB in no time and see if there’s anything I can borrow from Percy. Last I heard Maria had outgrown pretty much everything and they probably have some of her old clothes.”

“Thalia I don’t want to be here alone! What if it cries?” Reyna frowned, she could feel her heart hammering in her chest.

“Then you hold her and rock her. If that doesn’t work maybe swipe some formula that’s left over from Eli. Make sure it’s not hot, test it on the back of your hand.” Thalia was beginning to remember the basics of how she’d take care of Jason all those years ago.

“And your knowledge is exactly why you should stay and I should go.” Reyna stood ready to pounce on the door and beat Thalia outside but the other girl was ready.

“Not a chance. I’m the fastest.” Thalia called over her shoulder already stepping outside. There was a slight crackle of lightning, a tit bit of thunder, and a gust of wind. Reyna groaned running a hand through her hair. Thalia has learned little less than a few months ago that she could run as fast as the wind itself.

“Why did I have to tell her to experiment with her powers?” A slight whine was the only response to Reyna’s words and her attention was drawn to the small baby still settled snugly in its blanket and box. “Oh Gods I’m so going to die.”

— — —

Explaining the situation was difficult but Thalia managed to rattle it off as quickly as possible. Percy had learned long ago to really stop asking questions when weird stuff happened.

Still, he was kind enough to scrounge up some bonus items from Leo and Calypso as well. Thalia had been smart enough to ‘borrow’ a backpack from a nearby store on her run over and it was now bursting at the zippers. “Thanks. Uh, gotta blast. Talk more later!”

And with that she was already jetting off back towards home. The trip took no more than a handful of hours which was quicker than if Reyna had taken a car or Pegasus. Bouncing up the front steps Thalia anxiously entered the house once more.

It seemed Reyna and the baby were having a staring contest. It was almost funny if it didn’t look like they were both going to throw tantrums. “Thank Gods you’re back.”

“What happened?” Thalia sighed taking the bag from her shoulders and digging through it.

“Nothing.” Reyna noted, “just...it’s weird.”

“Yeah, I’m with you on that.” Reyna watched as Thalia went on auto pilot. The daughter of Zeus seemed to know exactly what to do which was very different from Reyna’s ability at the moment.

The little baby seemed much more at ease the moment a bottle was in her mouth. Reyna watched curiously as Thalia kept one hand supporting the end while she also used the other to prop the baby upright. “So...how often do they do this?”

“A lot.” Thalia laughed. “It’s how they grow.”

“I see. Then what do we do after this?”

“You’ll see.” Thalia promised, “right now I’m just trying to make sure a baby doesn’t die in my house. We can decide the details later.”

— — —

Reyna made sure to stay out of the way through most of he evening. The only thing she really contributed to was putting back together the small crib Frank had dropped off which was Eli’s first one.

With the directions laid out Reyna did her best to follow the pictures. She hated small writing though, because it wasn’t just small-it was excessively small.

“Alright, you look old enough for this,” Thalia hummed. Reyna glanced up to see a soft towels sprawled on the counter with a very naked baby carefully settled on top. “Now, don’t you fuss. It’s actually pretty fun I promise.”

“She can’t understand you, you know that right?” Reyna laughed.

“Yes, but it makes things less awkward.” Thalia have Reyna an amused look.

“What’re you going to do?”

“Get her cleaned up. She was outside for a while which is bad. Immune systems in babies are horrible. That’s why everything has to be so sterile when they’re really young.” Reyna could tell Thalia was mentally cursing her father.

“Isn’t she too small for a bath tub?” Reyna questioned.

“Yes, which is why we’re going to use this.” Thalia picked up a small and soft little wash cloth and held it up for both Reyna and the little girl to see.

Reyna rolled her eyes on amusement and temporarily abandoned her work to curiously watch what was going to happen. “She seems excited.”

Thalia carefully took the end of the wash rag back from the little chubby hand that had grasped it. “I would be too, in all honesty.”

Reyna couldn’t help but be alarmed once more by how much the baby looked like her and Thalia. The same skin tone she had and the same colored hair. What small rift of hair the baby had literally wouldn’t lay flat and it was as wild as Thalia’s. Then there was the little smile that matched Thalia’s too.

The baby squirmed when the wet cloth first made contact with it’s skin but soon she seemed to be relaxed. Reyna noticed that Thalia’s touch was even more gentle once she reached the top of the baby’s head.

“Is something wrong there?” Reyna hummed in curiosity.

“Nah,” Thalia shook her head. “You just have to be careful. See, babies have a little soft spot on the tops of their heads where their skull hasn’t fused together all of the way. If they get hit or touched too hard their it’s bad.”

That bit of information absolutely terrified Reyna. “Oh.”

“There,” Thalia rested her hands on her hips for a moment, “done. You can dry her off if you want.”

“I’m perfectly fine with observing,” Reyna laughed nervously.

“Alright, if you insist.” Thalia bundled up the little girl with ease before tucking her snugly in the crook of her arms. “But she’s cute...look at her!”

“Believe me, I have.” Reyna replied. “For someone who was so ready to take on all of Olympus you seem to be rather...attached.”

“And you’re not?” Thalia quirked an eyebrow. “I mean look at those chubby cheeks. Though, they aren’t as chubby as Jason’s were when he was little. Boy did he have some baby fat.”

“Thalia, I’m gonna finish this up you can finish whatever you’re doing with her,” Reyna tucked her hands on her pockets, “then maybe it’s wise if he had a talk.”

— — —

Reyna had finished the crib and the baby was out like a light once it was set up in the edge of their room. Both Aurum and Argentum were curious as to what the heck was now in their house and sat outside the crib staring in expectantly.

“Are we really keeping her?” Reyna asked.

“Of course, what else do we do?” Thalia frowned. “It’s not like there’s a return policy.”

“I know,” Reyna rolled her eyes, “I’m just not-“

“Comfortable?” Thalia finished. “Rey, I wasn’t comfortable with Jason at first. You learn. That’s the whole freaking point. It’s not like we’re both at a complete loss. There’s an advantage in that.”

“Yeah well the whole idea of a kid being that small is-“

“Scary. Of all the things in the world you’re scared of a baby?” It wasn’t hard to read the mood of disbelief on Thalia’s face.

“It’s fragile.”

“Well duh.”

“I’m not good at ‘fragile’”

“Pffft, and I am?” Thalia laughed. Just the past week she’s accidentally punched a little kid too hard on the arm when trying to give him a pep talk. “You know what? Stay there.”

“What are you doing?” Reyna asked in alarm as Thalia scooped up the sleeping baby. “No, I am not holding her.”

“Come on! It’s not so bad.” Thalia sat on the edge of the bed giving Reyna a serious look.

“Don’t you dare.” But it was too late, Thalia had already thrust the sleeping child into Reyna’s arms. “Thalia Grace I will murder you!”

“I’ll take my chances.” Reyna was stiff, she sat with a straight spine, tense shoulders, and rigid hands gripping the sleeping little girl. “Loosen up, relax a little.”

“I am relaxed.”

“Then that’s horrible relaxation.” Thalia snorted. Reyna gave her wife a dirty glare and relaxed the slightest bit.

“Happy?”

“Very.”

— — —

Reyna still wasn’t sure about the situation. She watched the baby’s nose scrunch up like a little rabbit’s, saw a small fist squished up against its cheek, and she felt that it was all a ploy to get her to fall in love.

She couldn’t be tricked like that-but then there was the cute little sneeze, and then the yawn. Her defenses were absolutely destroyed, but she was still cautious.

“You doing alright?” Thalia asked after a couple of moments.

“Please, just hold my hand.” Reyna held out her hand expectantly and Thalia took it in her own. “I’m literally shaking.”

“Good lord you’re so dramatic!”

“In Latin you idiot what do you expect?” Reyna scoffed.

“Can we keep her?” Thalia asked seriously. There was a long pause and Thalia’s anxiety only grew.

“Yes...but I get to name her.” Reyna decided.

“What?! Why?!”

“Because this was your father’s stunt. Not mine!” Thalia wanted to slap the smug smirk off of Reyna’s face but she reluctantly agreed to the deal.

“Fine...but only because I love you.”

“That’s what I thought.”

[mincamzfic]

-02-

PREVIOUSLY...

“ No! No, no, no,no. There is NO way I am doing that with him.” You were ready to fight the mate in question just to have him mark you.

“ As I was saying, the mark is made by a bite. There is no specific area, but most do it at the juncture of the shoulder and the neck. To show who’s mate you belong to, venom is sent by hormones to the wolf’s fangs, which is totally harmless. This is the difference with the Bite. The Bite is used to turn a human into a werewolf. Mates can sense each other’s pain.” Jin went on, ignoring your comment.

Jin picked up the plates and placed them in the sink. You got up to help him with the dishes.

“ Where’s Jimin anyway?” You asked.

“Oh, he’s right here.” 

                                                         //

Jimin glared at you. Jin stared at the both of you before exiting, not wanting the tension between you and the Alpha. He continued glaring at you while you did the same. At some point, you had had enough, you had no idea why you’d asked for him nor why he was still there not saying anything. You scoffed and stormed off to the backyard door, leading to the forest. Somehow you were pissed, fuming even. You walked faster and faster. 

“Stop following me!” You barked, not looking back to know that Jimin was a couple of feet behind you, rapidly coming after you.

“No. You need to go back to the house.” 

You came to a halt and he finally reached you. But you were not stopping there. You faced him and crossed your arms initiating you were not having any of his crap. 

“And why would I do that? There’s no danger right now! If anything, I damn well know how to take care of myself.” 

“No you don’t.” He sneered while rolling his eyes. 

That was it. You can’t take it anymore. You’ve never wanted to cut somebody’s throat more than you did at the moment. Your chest lifted rapidly up and down due to you burning anger. His hand reached for your wrist.

“Don’t. Touch. Me.” You seethed through your teeth. 

You spun on your heels and marched again to the safest place you know: the forest. 

You strolled there for what felt like an hour to you, but the sun was already setting, meaning you had pretty much spent the day out, by the same oak tree you would go to. It would always bring a sense of calmness, you instantly knew you could let go of everything, whenever you sat down by that tree. You got up and dusted yourself off, heading back home. Home. You didn’t want to worry them. The ones that were kind, to say the least.

You stepped into the house through the back door where Jin greeted you. You went up to your room. On your way, a door bursted open revealing a pissed Jimin. You weren’t surprised anymore. Never would he share a smile with you, or so it seems, with anyone. You concluded a while ago that this was just who he was: a moody wolf. He stomped towards you, steam almost coming out of his ears. You forced by a laugh at thia thought, quickly hiding your mouth with your hand before taking down to your side.

“What took you so long!?” He raised his voice.

You sighed, tired of always having to deal with the same story. He was always mas, always asking where you were... It was annoying, why does it bother him anyway? He should do just like you, try to ignore him.

“If you were so worried, you could have checked up on me.” You calmly stated. “Or you could maybe take a breather and ignore me.” You said, closing your bedroom’s door.

Jimin was left dumbfounded. Never was he talked back to. He was an Alpha, he was used to people submitting to him. It made him angry because people would start to talk. What if they thought lowly of him because he can’t control a woman? If people saw him, they would think he’s gotten weak. He had to get rid of you. But he couldn’t because you’re apparently his mate. He didn’t know why he brought you here in the first place, he could’ve decided to deny you as his mate and move forward with his life. Jimin tugs at his hair, calling himself names on why he did the mistake he’s done.

                                                      //

After a long night of thinking, you figured it was unnecessary for you to stay here. For days, you would feel like a prisoner. For days, you knew you would feel at fault for something that wasn’t triggered by you. It was better for you to leave and go back to the life you used to live. He took you to this house and claimed that your were his mate, but honestly, nothing has changed and you didn’t comprehend or gave two-shits about comprehending the mate thing.

It was early in the morning when you made your bed and left. You thought it would be easy, you’d just get up and go out the door. Sadly, it wasn’t. You were oblivious of the fact that they were guarding the area. Of course they would. A few miles away frol the house, you bumped into Jin. He wasn’t quite happy of you leaving like this, without notice. Or at all. He said it was dangerous. You replied with a scoff, explaining that you’d rather die than being stuck in a house with Jimin. Jin still insisted, without expressing his reasons of course, that should you be staying with them. He sighed in defeat when he saw you were quite stubborn on your desicion.

“If you make me stay, you will have to deal with me always running away and all the troubles I’d bring. I’d rather live my old life and let you live yours. However, you can count on me for not saying a word about your existence. That won’t be a problem.” You said, before thanking him for his hospitality and kindness. As you resumed your walking you shivered in disgust. You’ve never felt this weird before, it was like you waltzed in the wrong story. None of this situation made any sense

Your life went back to normal the next day. You woke up a little confused but went ahead with your day. You went to work, you did your groceries, you cleaned up the house... it was as if it hadn’t truly happened. When you had first arrived home, you had immediately casted a spell around the house, area and you, so they couldn’t find you. Since then, your mind was at ease

                                                    //

As you were driving your car back from work, you felt it in your gut that something would happen. At every corner you would turn, you expected to run over someone or to run ober an animal. However, nothing was happening,yet, the feeling grew bigger and bigger the more you approached your house. As a Healer, you could sense other’s feelings. That person felt angry and anxious... You hoped that maybe it wasn’t at your house but your neighbour’s house. Sounds petty, but you could probably help them. If it were to be you, it would’ve been another story, since you’re a supernatural and all.

You hands were almost shaking as you tried to unlock the door. You hesitantly opened it, slowly peeking inside. Your appartement still looked clean, if anyone crashed in, they were very discreet. Everything was in order, so far. You didn’t bother taking off your jacket and boots or even settling your bag on the kitchen table as you’d always do. You stopped in your tracks. That person was near. That person knew you couls sense him and knew you knew he had sensed you. You fought over whether you should turn around and run or finish looking through your appartement. You opted for the latter. A figure leaves your bedroom, making you scream in fright and surprise.

“What- Jimin? What the hell are you doing here! Do you not have manners? Intruding someone’s privacy!” You yelled at him, angry but relieved that it was just him. You held your hand over your chest, trying to calm down your erratic beating heart.

“Putting a spell was a clever idea, your smell was almost unexistent, Y/N. However, I was still able to find you.” His tone was smug, as he shrugged his shoulder in a snobby manner. “Now, why on Earth did you leave?”

“Why is this a bother? We are both better off like this. I’m not in your way, you’re not in my way and I am no more a prisoner. Sounds pleasant to me.” You had no idea where this conversation was going. You really wanted it to end, though. You crossed your arms over your chest and raised a brow, waiting for his reply. Before he could do so, you decided to continue your argument.

“You know... I’m the one at disadvantage here. I was thrown into this world, you treat me  as if I’m worthless and thankfully the other members were kind to me. I was thrown into your house, told that I was a stranger’s mate, a stranger who is always mad at me and I have absolutely no idea why.” You emphasized. “And now that I left, you had to show up again. For what? Make my life miserable? No thanks. Now please, the door is that way.” You finished, pointing the door behind you.

He looked at you, unfazed. His eyes clearly read: “are you done”. Jimin rolled his eyes and uncrossed his arms, making his way to you.

“I came here because you have no choice but to come back. Namjoon says it would be safer for you at our house.”

You backed away, seeing he was getting closer and closer.

“Your spells weren’t steong enough. You don’t have enough experience to protect yourself alone. And it’s not by getting yourself killed that you will gain experience.” He grabbed you by the forearm, forcing you into your room. He started to look into your things.

“Hey! You already broke into my house, now you really have to dig into what little is left of my privacy?” You argued, pushing him back from your drawers.

“Then pack your stuff yourself. You don’t have a choice.” He said, his face close to yours. He heaved out a breath. You looked down to his toned chest as he did, instantly looking back up to his glaring eyes. You could feel yourself getting hot in the face, this wasn’t like you.

“I do have a choice.” You replied sternly, after a few moments of silence.

“Not when it comes from Namjoon’s orders. Start packing. If you don’t, I will.” He instantly replied, clearly getting annoyed with your stubbornness.

You stared at him, still trying to hold your point before huffing in defeat and giving in. You packed your bags and let him watch you. It was like he was ready to bounce at any attempts on fleeing. Once he saw you were done, he grabbed your arm again and literally kicked you outside of your own home. You turned around your keys in hand, gasping at your forgetfulness.

“Wait, let me lock the door.”

You untangled yourself from his tight grasp and quickly ran back to your door.

Jimin stopped in his tracks, in disbelief. “Are you serious?”

Once it was done, you faced him once again.

“Yes, I’m serious. What’s the rush anyway?” It was your turn to act cocky, now.

He made you walk faster by pushing you on your back.

“How did I not see you car?” You asked. You tried to pulled away from his grip.

“Because it just got here.”

You rolled your eyes. You’ve never met someone so harsh in your life. He was enough of a gentleman to open its door. However any hopes of seeing any signs of a decent human being in him vanished when he pushed you in the backseat. Literally.

You barely managed to get up in a sitting position when Jimin entered the car on the passenger seat. You saw that Jin was the driver.

“Jimin, show some respect. Y/N is a human being and your mate.” He looked up to you through the mirror. “I apologize on his behalf, Y/N. It’s nice meeting you again.”

You scoffed, putting your seatbelt on. “I don’t want to sound bratty and childish-“

“You already do.” Jimin mumbled to himself, which wasn’t really for himself since you and Jin heard it.

“As I was saying, I don’t want to be childish but I’m not happy to see you again. Though you are extremely kind to me, I thought we had an agreement.”

The scenery changed from the highway to smaller routes.

“We never had such a thing, Y/N. I don’t recall.”

You were astonished. If he didn’t, you clearly recalled.

“You agreed on me leaving.” You deadpanned.

“Up to a certain point. I let you go for a few weeks and now you come back.” Jin replied, a little too enthusiastically.

“This is kidnapping.”

Jimin tsked, rolling his eyes. “You’re always so dramatic.”

You were now staring a him, anger in your eyes. “Did I ask for your opinion?”

Jimin opened his mouth to fight back but Jin won over him. “Y/N, being with us will be your new life. You need to master your powers.”

“By the way, Y/N,” Jimin started, raising his voice, “why the hell didn’t you tell us you were a Healer?”

Your mouth sealed shut. You didn’t know how to respond. The Man said that nobody should know about this.

“I can’t believe this, Jin. The universe gave me a Healer as a mate. For starters, she gets on my damn nerves and she puts my pack in danger.”

“Danger was never a problem for us, Jimin.” Jin stated calmly. He glanced at you once again. “I know you most likely feel angry, misunderstood and out of your liberty. However, we try to prevent the downfall of Jimin by losing his mate and the downfall of the supernatural if another Healer were to be killed. I hope you understand.”

[bluejaytaco]

(Something I forgot to mention that happened the session before this. Wreybar wanted to keep the bracelet in her insane little mind. But then Koejin and Art brought up she wouldn’t be able to know the “super special secret” if she was still wearing it. Koejin suggested she pull it off. As the barbarian, it wouldn’t have been a problem. Wreybar did that... and severed her own hand in the process. 

We then ended up texting Vincent to see if he could make a gnome hand for Wreybar... but it’ll be a bit before we get to him...)

Waking up to find out Theodora was gone was an...interesting experience. The first to realize was Koejin so, by the time we all woke up, she was already seething from what happened.

Alabaster was sitting there with the two letters and the great sword. He read out the letter which turned out to be an apology about her leaving and how we are to continue on without her. Koejin doesn’t read her letter to us, so Art has no idea what it says.

Hennessy: Before we decide anything further, I would like to speak with Art about a certain matter.

Art: (Pauses and looks over his shoulder like there’s another “Art” Hennessy’s referring to) Wha... me? Really??

Hennessy: Yes! You!

Art is then pulled off to the side so they can have a little discussion.

Hennessy: Now, I have lost my bracelet so you must fulfill your end. What in the Nine Hells is going on around here?! We have gods acting all crazy and what not!

Art: Okay, I’ll tell you. But before I do I need you to take everything you think about Ticket Master and put it out of your head. I know you two weren’t getting along.

Hennessy:.... Alright. Done.

Art: Okay. So... there’s this god war where there are two sides. The side of Pelor and Bahamut want to clear everything and start with a clean slate. It would be the death of everyone. But then there’s the side that’s fighting to keep it. And that’s the side Ticket Master’s on. He’s basically been fighting the light gods to keep us alive. (glances at his hand) is that about right? Am I missing anything?

Ticket Master: No, you’re doing just fine.

Art: So, that’s what we’re dealing with. The bracelets are Task Master’s so we can’t really speak about this around them.

Ticket Master: It would do you well to get rid of those things sooner rather than later. 

Art: Yeah. And.... we’re gonna have to figure out a way to break him out of whatever god jail he’s currently in.

Hennessy: (Processing this entire situation) A war of the gods.... Well, we wouldn’t want everything to fall apart and disappear, right?

Art: (ready to pass out from relief. He figured Hennessy might consider the side of clean slating the world.) Oh thank god....

Hennessy: But my god! The one who granted me those abilities. Can I no longer trust her?

Ticket Master: Well, the abilities she gave you was a “destruction of evil” so, no.

Hennessy: (sigh) she was so kind too... Thank you, Art. I knew I could trust you not to lie to me.

Art: (confused at that as he’s been caught in so many fucking lies)... (sees Hennessy getting ready to head back to camp) Wait, before we go. Just kinda wanted to apologize for the shit that happened back in the tunnels. I know things were tense and it wouldn’t be the first time you and I had it out-

Hennessy: (waves it off) Water under the bridge. (Art and Hennessy are finally starting to get along.)

(We head back to camp and work on trying to remove the remaining bracelets. There’s only one left on Oskar (He’s a PC that doesn’t come on that often so he’s more of a tagalong in most cases.)

Haida(From Hagapig’s bag:) Hey! I can help!

Art pulls out Haida’s head to face it to Hennessy.

Haida: I have some of Ticket Master’s abilities. If you let me bite at the bracelet, I’ll be able to get it off.

Hennessy: Well, it could be worth a try. Any objections?

(No one objects to the idea. At first.)

Art: (Feels Ticket Master tense at the idea) I object to it.

(It’s then that Hennessy looks at Haida and figures out she’s lying about something. She’s not entirely trustworthy. But back into the bag she goes. Being that there’s no one else who can properly dispel god magic, it leaves Alabaster with the task of removing the bracelet.)

Alabaster: (goes to use his magic)

Pelor: Hello, my boy! Have you converted your daughter to our cause?

Alabaster: Oh! Uhh... It is... a work in progress. But we will get her!

Pelor: Fantastic! Now... just one thing! (suddenly deadly serious) you should leave that bracelet be.

Alabaster:.... but....

Pelor: Do not disobey me.

(Alabaster hears another voice. It’s Cerephim (Technically Art’s god that’s offered to be Alabaster’s if he were to leave Pelor. This offer happened a few sessions back.))

Cerephim: Do it, Alabaster. It’s okay.

Alabaster: (now with two gods arguing like an angel and a devil situation) Um... I... (Feigns pain) Ohhh! Ow! There’s- there’s something wrong!! (Grips Oskar’s wrist and casts the magic. The bracelet loses it’s abilities and falls to the ground) Oh, my goodness! How did that happen?!

Pelor: (not pleased in the least bit) You are on thin ice, my boy. (The voice stops)

Cerephim: (pleased by this) Good job. (His voice also stops)

Art, not used to hearing Alabaster scream in pain: Jesus, are you okay?! What the fuck happened?!

Hagapig(Alabaster’s brother): (having just reunited with his brother and possibly not wanting to see him die) Oh, Alabaster! Are you alright? (near tears)

Alabaster: (suddenly better) Yes, I’m feeling much better now. (winks at Art)

Art, suddenly getting it: (deadpan) Yeah, he just had a bad leg cramp...

Hagapig: (sniffling and looking between the two for a moment before accepting that Alabaster is, in fact, fine)

(Boblin the Goblin had made us breakfast like the sweet little chaos child he is. As we were all eating, Hennessy gives out a speech and picks up Theodora’s sword which, effectively, makes him the leader. No one is impressed by this, but no one else is going to pick up that mantle.)

Art, upon seeing the sword: Right.... we have to return that too...

We all start discussing our next step. We talk about getting the stone back to Thia and how exactly to do that. If we took the train, it would take us around and thus take longer (but, we could stop by Vincent and get Wreybar a hand.) Or, we could take a shorter route by going across the sea via boat. (high risk because it would be putting us passed Macdell; Mrs. Red’s island. Our ship could be shot down, but only Koejin knows that.)

We all settled on taking the faster route. We would stop by Vincent after returning the gem.

Koejin: (sees the path Theodora took and sighs) wait... guys. Dammit... (turns to everyone) Theodora wouldn’t say she needs help because of her god damn pride. But... we should go an help her.

Everyone: (slowly goes over to agreeing)

Art, unsure: But we need to get the gem back to Thia. Isn’t this... something Theodora needs to do on her own?

(Art feels Ticket Master kind of biting at him to get his attention. He brings the hand up to his ear.)

Art: You don’t need to bite to get my attention, you know.

Ticket Master: I didn’t want to speak aloud in front of the bracelets. Either way, Red and Rieta are also in that direction.

Art, suddenly on board because he’s easily manipulated: We have to go after Red.

We start to head up to the city where Clearly Snowball (Alabaster’s sister) is in charge. On the way, Hennessy and Wreybar have a little talk in order to help with her mental stability, something we haven’t done until now. It’s something that should be done way more often as the only other way to help with insanity is to go to Thia (who, at this moment, is on the other side of the world.)

The city is huge with gates that are closed and locked. Standing outside those gates are two guards, watching and letting people in after a bit of scrutiny. Koejin casts her little bubble that makes us all kinda unsuspecting. Important being that Clearly is supposedly a tyrant. 

(Hagapig: Yes, our sister is an insane bitch and yet I am the black sheep because I say “fuck!”

Alabaster: Hagapig!

Art, laughing: You. I like you.)

Hagapig warns us about being found out in the city. We want to avoid Clearly at all cost. But we can all see a sand storm on the edge of the desert where Bahamut is fighting... something. We all know that’s where Theodora would be. So, we all start discussing how to get through the guards.

(Koejin: probably be best for our stealthiest member to go and just let us in.

Me: Guess that would be me. (with all the additions of Koejin’s bubble and my modifier for stealth, I got a 41.) Um, Art’s invisible.)

Art: I got this. (walks up to the gate and unlocks it. Sticks his tongue out at the guards and pushes it open without them noticing.) You guys coming?? Let’s go alreadyyyyy!

Everyone: (walks on through with ease.)

Alabaster: (stops and analyzes one of the guards. He ends up in a conversation with the man after attempting to take a paper from his pocket. Everyone watched tensely as he, once again, feigned a let injury to get away.)

(The paper was a note from his sick son and a reminder not to forget him. We all started shaming Alabaster’s player for this.)

Alabaster’s player: I mean, it’s not like a letter’s gonna make him remember his sick son, right?! He’s a bad dad in that case.

DM: Written at the bottom is a prescription for amnesia pills and a note that says “don’t forget to take your medication!”

Alabaster’s Player: Ohhh fuck you!

(Sidenote: Alabaster is a perfect little cinnamon roll. Alabaster’s player is a lightly burned sinnamon roll.)

We figure out the best route around the city. During this time, Koejin is becoming more and more angry at the whole Theodora situation. It comes to a point where Skelly openly mocks her so she can tear him apart and let out a little bit of steam. (he’s now in Art’s bag.) 

Hagapig then mentions, again, to take methods to avoid Clearly and Koejin blows up on him.

Koejin: You know if you’re such a fucking baby about this, maybe you shouldn’t even be here. Honestly, we already have one of you!

Hagapig:....Well, that’s a little racist.... I’m here... risking my life for this.

Koejin: No one fucking asked you to!

Hagapig starts to get riled up which is drawing a crowd. Art and Alabaster immediately jump to try and calm him down.

Art: She doesn’t mean it. This is how Koejin shows affection! (rolled a 32 (it was a nat 20) for this one. Had to remind everyone that Art’s a bard so his persuasion is obnoxiously high.)

Hagapig is calmer now, but Koejin’s concentration was broken so people are starting to notice us. We end up agreeing we should get moving to keep from attracting too much attention.

Hagapig decides that it might be best if he were to leave due to this. He has no intention of having a faceoff with his sister and warns us again to avoid her. (her estate is built right on the edge of the slums so she can keep an eye on the poor people. It just sounds.... so evil.) Everyone expresses concern for him as he heads off, but he promises he’ll be alright. (He has Haida in a bag after she got into an accident a while back. Haida is now in Alabaster’s bag.)

We finally make it over to the desert. Theodora is at the bottom of the giant magic storm, screaming for Bahamut to give her answers. It’s then that Bahamut shows his face. He looks down sadly at Theodora.

Then Shmoogy (the God of Sand and Memories. Someone who’s been working closely with us) appears from the cloud and slices off Bahamut’s head, effectively killing the god.

(All of us: *stunned silence*

DM: So, yeah! That’s where we end for now.)

((Our DM just really loves his cliffhangers...)))

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Free Writing

I was checking in with myself asking: how you feeling? And i was not surprised to find out I'm not feeling well. I came home Thursday night feeling good because I had three days off and i was sad because jesus talked to me briefly then stopoed?? I haven't heard from him for like 2 dats abd rationally i know its cause he's busy abd even if he wasn't im not entitled to his time??? Energy??? Attention???? I know all if that but i still feel sad about it. My heart like hurts and shit and for the sake of her I have to be gentle and let her be upset. I know its not just him or anyone talking to me its something else that has me in a funk but i know there is no use trying to force a realization out. My heart will tell me after we have sat in it for a bit. I worked out yesterday finally deep conditioned my hair and wow my hair felt and looked so good. I can't wait to wear it out but ill have to wait until Friday to do it. Well, im actually going to put twists in my hair orr put in crochet hair. Crochet would be faster and at around 7 there is the staying underground meeting on Friday then im volunteering at 12 the next day with Mimi. Its gonna be a super busy week cause i work 30 hours mon to Fri ughhhh but i get paid on Friday and i can't wait. I have to make an appointment with an advisor to lock money away for my trip to new york. I might just go down for a week and then go diwn again later in the fall for like longer. I know if I was stripping i could make the trip money in a night :/ I've just been super busy with work that i haven't had time to try to get into it. Im still sad but i was pretty productive and caring for myself yesterday and i will continue to be soft wuth myself. I want to cry and have a pity party and i will have one today. Im gonna paint my nails today play some league and put together a music playlist. Im excited to do this because ill eventually be putting together my own mix and i feel sooo exciteddddd like i have some ideas. I want to make one that encapsulates all i feel about this system and put my own words on it then edit it. Create my own artwork to be the cover of it tgen publish it on my soundcloud. Yay. I've been writing more poetry abd im gonna keep going semi hard with it. I really want to improve ny writing abd i can only do that with practice and by reading more poets that i like. This year gas been very good to me and I've been working really hard this year im really proud of myself. I have so far faced a lot of my problems. So i had a dream that was strange as fuck. I was at a house reminded me of the one in mulgrave park and i was with a big girl. I was eating her out fingering her and it was really nice. Then the dream changes and im trying to get to school but as im about to get on the bus i forget i have no money on me (influenced by a YouTube story rain phan who i watched yesterday talk about this story). So i go home and im trying to figure out how u can walk to school and while im looking at a map, i notice weird words on it. Its lije soneone is asking for help on it. At weird angles there's phrases like 'we are here' and likec'help blah blah' i can't remember it exactly but it startled me. So i decided to start walking and for some reason suddenly im in a building. I find this girl who is lost snd we're trying to escape this building. We keep meeting people who are threats and somehow managed to either talk our way out using absurd logic with them or by fighting them. We manage to escape through a window and we get some help and we're free only to find two men blocking us. I fight one of them and we start running. As we're running i notice tgat we're in Montreal. We meet sone old women who are also looking for a place to stay. The prices are too high abd we have no money to pay for a hotel. So one of them sats to me 'now we know how hard it us for people here. Services are so hard to find ' i remembered that stripping is a job when i can make money so we search for s strip club and stumble into one. Im a lil shook cause they want my friend and not me to strip then the dream ends. So much to unpack in this dream. I realize that my sense of worth as a woman and sense of self beauty leaked into ny dream. I have not been feeling beautiful and i know its in my head. I am at a low right now and im sad mad and exhausted. I desperately want someone i can cry with but i can't find anyone and don't want to be vulnerable with anyone. People do not know how to handle me being down and i juat wabt to fall apart briefly . I Will make a playlist called 'When you need to Fall apart in secret '. Im tired of being strong positive and outgoing. I just wanna be weak and sad abd vulnerable. The whole being self sufficient and independent thighs is a double edged sword because when you need to not be those things its hard to not only allow yourself to not be that that people do not know how to allow you either. I mean i guess its not really about them. I don't need no permission but having someone like hold me woukd be 've while i ball my eyes out. But i am also i have abd i need to know how to be there for myself. I love who i am. I think im beautiful smart car I powerful and amazing. Like always i Will gey through thia and emergency stronger than before.